I woke out of my slumber to a heavy barrage of gunfire. There was nothing but white smoke in the room when I opened my eyes. I got up with a start. Peach was nowhere to be found. We were being attacked by Bullet Bills, and now I had to operate the main guns on the lower lobby, because I had the only key to it-but where was Peach?
The main guns did a good number on the enemy, who turned out to be another Mushroom Kingdom brigade, armed with a custom Bullet Bill system that filled them with tear gas. After 5 minutes, combat was over. There would be more of those kinds of random attacks, thanks to my mutiny. And sooner or later, the troops would realize that they were trying to get Peach back. If we landed, news would arrive of her kidnapping, and then I don't know what would happen.
After combat, I looked all over the castle, seeing if I needed to silence anyone who may have saw her. I found her in the middle of the secret labyrinth I'd used last night. I ran up to her and nearly yelled out, "DID ANYONE SEE YOU?", and then, through clenched teeth, "Did anyone see you?" And she jerked away from me, saying "Leave me alone! I could've been killed!" and ran back upstairs to my room before I could respond. A mood swing. I went to the bathroom to rinse off my face, knowing the crisis was over. And then I take a look in the mirror.
Actually, to tell you the truth, I'm not specifically a handsome man. I'm completely bald-been bald ever since my birth. My face also looks very old. I'm only 45, but my face seems to be 5 steps ahead of me. I always dress in armor, even when I'm feeling casual. And, from what I see in the mirror, I also need a shave. I might as well blow a few minutes in here and wait for Peach to stop crying. I'd worry about where she is, but I'm not keeping myself on edge for the time she's here, or people will notice. I take a deep breath and exhale, as one usually does, when they're deciding what to do next.
By now, you're probably thinking that I love her. I don't. When I kidnapped her, I didn't do it with love in my heart, or with anything, for that matter. Why did I do it? The answer still eludes me. But I imagine the answer would come with time, which I'll have a lot of until Boswer gets tired of his new toy. Now I had to figure out what to do for her breakfast. Before I can, though, I hear a static noise in the room beside the bathroom. I come in and check on the sound. I walk in to find 14 or 15 soldiers, along with Boswer, sitting down in front of a radio, attempting to tune to a proper station.