Story Ten: Years
Bowser laid a claw on his wife's sarcophagus. She had died years ago, but he always visted her on their anniversery and her birthday. Those were pretty much the only days he could take time away from ruling the Koopa Kingdom, raising their seven (well, now eight, as Junior hatched a couple months ago) children, and attempting to beat Mario.
"Hey there, sweets. How are you? I'm okay, I guess... As you probably already know, your last egg hatched a couple months back. He looks so much like me, its scary." Bowser chuckled after he had said that.
This was what he would do when he visited his wife's tomb. He would talk to her. She would listen, or so he told himself. "Its a good thing I kept his egg. I'm tellin' you, Clawdia, I was worried that his egg was a dud, but the hatchling sure proved me wrong."
The koopa-king sighed. "Sweety... I really wish that you didn't go so soon. You could had at least stayed until Morton hatched. You would had LOVED the little chatterbox. I mean, when he was out of the egg, the first thing he did was make a 'eeh' noise. He did made that damn noise for four hours straight! I thought someone had shook up his egg sometime while he developed in it." Bowser laughed at the memory. "It was only when the medikoopas ran some tests that they were really able to tell me that he was fine. If you saw were there, you would had been laughing your head off!"
The fire-breathing koopa kept talking for hours about their eight kids. When he finished talking, he laid a small flower on the sarcophagus. Bowser left the tomb with a smile on his face.
After all these years, he still loves her.