Changing History

Chapter 2: The Plot thickens

"King Dad are you alright?" Larry asked shaking Bowser gently after spending an hour looking for him.

"Go away!" Bowser groaned.

"Dad you need some help" Larry replied in concern as Bowser continued to lay on the edge of the platform beaten and bruised.

"No I don't, I just need a rest!" Bowser explained as the rolled to get a little more comfortable. "AH!!!" Bowser yelled as he slipped off the platform with no time to grab the edge. Luckily Larry grabbed him and managed to hold onto him long enough for Bowser to grab the ledge and pull himself back up again, then there was a short silence. "Ok I'll go back to the castle" Bowser grumbled as he followed Larry back to his castle.

"Lose to Mario again?" Larry asked suddenly as they walked home on a dirt path with fields of grass and flowers on either side of the road.

Bowser growled and steam came out his nostrils, "yes" he replied.

"That's too bad?" Larry answered back trying to lighten his father up a little as they carried on the fairly long path to Bowser's castle.

"I HATE MARIO!!!" Bowser complained, "I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM!" Bowser stomped into the floor a couple of times. "He cheats a win out of me every time, it's just not fair?" Bowser moaned.

"What about that gun Ludwig lent you?" Larry asked curiously, stopping while Bowser finished his temper tantrum.

"Mario broke it!" Bowser growled again. They started walking again.

"Didn't you zap Mario with it?" Larry asked in confusion. If Mario was going super slow then how could have he snatched the device from his father's gigantic paws let alone break it?

"I did, but Mario pulled a star out of his pocket, absorbed it and cancelled the effect" Bowser groaned tiredly. "I need a new plan and fast! Mario has embarrassed and humiliated me too far this time!" Bowser's moaning seemed endlessly. "Can you believe that he managed to pull off the same technique he used to beat me when I stole the stars from Peach's castle. You know, when I hid them in the paintings… well I didn't really hide them just place them since there were 120?"

"So Mario swung you by your tail again?" Larry asked.

"Yeah…?" Bowser replied slowly and they slowed down. "I THOUGH I HAD GOTTEN RID OF THAT WEAKNESS BUT…? But it's still there?" Bowser sobbed as he starred depressingly at his stubby tail.

"You'll beat him one day?" Larry replied, looking more on a positive side of things.

"I COULD HAVE…!" Bowser shouted scaring Larry a bit. "I mean, I could have beat him today if I attacked him mercilessly while he was in his slow motion routine, then he wouldn't have had the chance to absorb that star!"

"King Dad you're stressing out again?" Larry explained as Bowser skin steamed up and his mouth inadvertently started to produce fire. Bowser blew the fire away from Larry burning some grass on the side of the path.

"Sorry…? It's just that the amount of times I could have beaten Mario but gave him that extra chance to escape fate whether it was explaining something to the Italian pizza freak or just giving him the chances away because I think I'll win!" Bowser explained. "What chance have I got of winning when, whenever I fight the red capped twerp I say I'm gonna win for sure, but if I say I'm gonna win then I get too confident and lose anyway?" Bowser carried on almost confusing himself.

"Wow that's too much for my brain to handle?" Larry explained with a headache.

"You know what?" Bowser asked rhetorically. "The worst time that's ever happened is when I met Mario for the first time?" Bowser thought about it for a second. "Yeah, when I met the pipe nuisance he was a fat, nervous wreck not a hero. I thought he was nothing to worry about, I never ever thought of him as my archenemy? Then he pounded me into the ground like a goomba?"

"I couldn't imagine Mario being nervous?" Larry replied in shock.

"If I could just go back in time and warn myself to have no mercy on Mario?!" Bowser thought out loud.

"Ludwig could do something about that?" Larry replied after a short silence.

"Yeah?! Ludwig could build me a time machine?" Bowser answered Larry's idea excitedly, "Larry you're a genius, you must have inherited your brains from me" Bowser boasted as he praised Larry for the idea.

"Ok King Dad" Larry laughed gently while Bowser wasted no time grabbing him and sprinting back to the castle.

"LUDWIG!!!" Bowser shouted as soon as he stepped into his throne room, expecting his eldest son to come rushing to him. Bowser walked to his throne and relaxed on it.

"Here King Dad!" Ludwig answered instantly as he quickly ran into the throne room almost tripping over.

"Ludwig I've got a job for you" Bowser explained as he tapped the arm of his throne with his restless fingers.

"What's that?" Ludwig asked curiously but expecting something stupid. Bowser wasn't a genius.

"I want you to build me a time machine so I can travel to the past" Bowser explained.

"I'm one step ahead of you coz I've already made one" Ludwig replied proudly raising one hand in the air.

"Good, after I've taken a rest and recuperated from the long battle I had earlier it better be ready for me!" Bowser ordered and dismissed his eldest son. Bowser yawned and watched his offspring sprint back to his lab then Koopa stood up and stretched for a minute before walking tiredly to his bedroom and laid on his bed. Bowser slowly rested his head on a pillow, pulled a cover over himself and fell asleep instantly.