Chapter Two
Bowser Jr. was speeding down the plains on his supped-up scooter, Luigi tied to the back, dragging the ground. Jr. sung his little chant
the whole way home. He reached his home. The dark castle loomed with immense height and darkness. Jr. continued to drag Luigi as he
burst through the door. "PAAAAAAAPAAAAAAAAA!" Jr. shouted. Bowser sat about 3 feet away. He covered his ears as his son's
voice pierced through the house. "What!" he asked annoyed. Jr. grinned widely, "I got 'em! I got 'em!" he shouted. Bowser flew to his
son and looked at Luigi, "Son…this isn't Mario…." He said. Jr. kept smiling, "I know, but I got you his brother!" Bowser shook his
head, "Oh well, Mario will come for his brother." He said. Jr. looked up at his father, "Papa, why do you want to get Mario so bad?" he
asked. Bowser looked down and looked his son in the eyes, "Well, Jr. It's because he has Peach." Jr. cocked his head, "But, Papa.
Why does that matter?" he asked. Bowser sighed, "Peach is your mother." He told his son. Jr.'s eye's got big, "Really! Then why does
he have her!" he shrieked. "Because Mario doesn't fight fair." Bowser answered. Jr. glared, "That bastard!" he said. Bowser smacked
his son on the head, "Watch your mouth!" he scolded. "Oww! Yes, Papa…" Jr. replied. He ran back out the door. "Where are you
going, Jr.?" Bowser asked. Baby Bowser didn't turn around, "To get my Mama!" he said and left.