(Oh, yeah, I don't own Bowser, the Toads, or anybody else really. They are owned by Nintendo of America. The only characters who are mine are Brilette and Brank, Bowser's siblings.)
The old witch took Bowser up on her broomstick and, together, the two misfits began to defy gravity...
It was a feeling of total wonder that Bowser had never experienced in even his most vivid dreams. The wind seemed to pierce his body with the chilly winds, but he didn't care. He held on to the witch's waist for his life, praying that he wouldn't fall off the broomstick, yet at the same time he starred in awe at the vast snow-covered Canyon before him. He had never seen his home from this height before.
He saw the large, orange sun setting behind the far-off Crabclaw Mountains as a small tear dripped down his face. This tear was one of discovery and beauty, however, and froze on impact with the winds. Bowser had never felt so happy in his entire life.
"The Western Skies look beautiful this time of day, do they not?" the witch questioned. Bowser simply nodded, but never took his attention away from the gorgeous sight below and beyond him. This was the sense of adventure he was longing for.
"How did you learn how to fly, ma'am?" he asked, raising his voice so he could be heard above the roaring of the passing wind. The witch replied with a sneaky grin and continued to fly. Bowser didn't understand her response, but he didn't take it into consideration. He simply closed his eyes and let the wind flow past his face as the two defied gravity, flying over the Western Woods and back toward the Koopaling's Canyon cottage.
(Yes, there will be a lot of Wicked refrences in this story, mainly because the two stories are so much alike. If you are a fan of the musical or novel Wicked than you are in for a treat...)
(Sadly, I don't own Wicked either...if I did, I would love myself)