"And now I'm on fire." Ollivander said.
"Give me a minute to figure this out." His dad said. "You're from space, on fire, and you just killed another one of you that made you a kid again?"
"Well, more like a teenager but, yes. Also, I have the IQ of a normal child my age."
"Oh my goodness." He said. "That's a lot to take in at once."
"Yeah," Ollivander said, nodding, "it kind of is. I'm still trying to get used to this." He looked at his shoes. "Sorry in advance if I burn your carpet."
His dad sighed. "Just go to school. I'll try to find a way to explain this to everybody else I know. And your teachers."
"Ollie!" Rosalina yelled. "Over here!"
Ollivander ran over. "What's up?" He spotted Mario, Luigi, and Daffodil over there as well. "Oh, hey guys!"
"We have a new transfer student, and you're in charge of showing them around school!" Luigi told him.
There was a kid around his age-maybe even 15-with red hair and charcoal eyes. He was wearing a yellow t-shirt with a green back, a white bandana with a smile showing its teeth (it looked to be hand drawn), green shorts, and black bracelets on each wrist. He...wasn't wearing any shoes.
"Hey, kiddo!" Ollivander said. "Welcome to our school-"
He punched Ollie in the gut. "Why's your hair weird?" He started walking off.
"Wait, kid!" Ollie said, running after the brat and stopping him.
"What is it?"
"What's your name? I'm Ollivander!"
"Hey, I know you!"
"Oh, really?" He asked. "Is there still news of Zero floating around...?"
"Yeah! You're that flaming kid of the news!" He said excitedly. "You burned some dude alive!"
"WHAAAAA?!" Ollivander shouted in shock. "That's on the news?!"
"I'm Bowser Jr.!" He said. "How hot if your flame?" He reached for Ollie's hair.
"Aahh! Don't touch that!" He pulled himself back from Junior's grabby hands. "I get overheated from this sometimes! If it's too hot for me to handle, it'll burn you to a crisp!"
"Boo!" Junior said. "Buzzkill!" He ran inside the school.
"Wait," Ollie called, running after him again.
"WHAT?!" He yelled from across the hallway.
"There's no running in school!"
"You stink!" He ran off again.
"I-I don't stink..." He said.
"It's okay, Ollie." Rosalina said, patting him. "He just doesn't know the real you."