The day has past since their escape from New York. Now they are traveling through the vast ocean with no sight of any land whatsoever. The miniature waves were gently hitting the hull. George was standing near the the edge of the stern, looking at the supposed direction where New York was.
"Well congratulations. You confirmed yourself to be a made man. You got us into the trouble, but with luck and your strength you managed to save us. I'm mildly impressed." proclaimed George as he slowly clapped. He turned towards Bowser and saw him taking a huge bite on a whole pizza. Two of the boxes were already empty.
"It was still over a pizza after all." added George to his statement.
"But the pizza is good!" said Bowser while chewing that big chunk of pizza. George said nothing in return.
"Say...since you helped me out, I will allow you to take a slice of the pizza." said Bowser as he offered him some of his share.
"If there's one food that no one can refuse, it's pizza." complimented George as he took Bowser's offering without hesitation. Suddenly Bowser has stopped him from taking a bite of the slice.
"Wait! How will you eat it with the mask on?" asked Bowser.
"Well...I suppose I should reveal my little...secret." said George before he took off his mask, revealing his true identity.
"BAH! YOU WERE….A SKELETON?!" shouted Bowser, being surprised at rather angry looking skeletal face of George.
"Yes and I still don't know what you are." said George.
"Coooooooool!" shouted Bowser in with rather peculiar enthusiasm.
"I was not expectin' that kind of response." said George, questioning Bowser's response.
"Did you think I'm gonna scream in terror like a little coward? BWAHAHAHA! THAT'S RIDICULOUS! It's not like I've seen a skeleton for the first time, you see." explained Bowser.
"I guess so." shrugged off George.
"Anyway….so about those two henchmen you were talking about..."
"Oh, you wanna see them? Sure, but then again…." warned George.
"Disappointment, here I cooooooome…." sighed Bowser, preparing himself for a letdown.
Bowser and George walked up to the doors of the bridge and opened them. Unlike the ship itself the pilot house was rather small. The interior of the bridge only contained one weather monitor, one monitor for navigation, a ship's wheel reminiscent of the days of pirates and few other instruments. The place was fairly lit due windows being clean and big enough. The floor was rather rusty in some corners of the pilothouse. Two skeletons of not so much different sizes were standing over the ship's wheel. The taller one had a top hat on his head while the shorter one was hatless. Both of them were holding the handles of the helm. It seemed that they had a polite discussion about the ship.
"Boys, we got a new associate among us. His name is Bowser." said George to them, but they haven't responded to the introduction.
"Hey, I'M controlling the ship, you know!" said the shorter skeleton.
"No, you don't you halfwit. The Boss said I'M in charge of the ship!" barked the taller skeleton at the shorter skeleton.
"Oh, YOU were supposed to? Then explain your track record with driving!" screamed the shorter skeleton in defense.
"What are you even mumbling about? Go work at the monitors while I take the wheel!" said the taller skeleton as he tried to push away his partner in crime.
"Why don't YOU work at the monitors and I take the wheel!" I'm the one in charge of the vehicles!" shouted the shorter skeleton as he tried to tackle his co-worker.
"Pffft no. Sod off from that wheel, you sluggish simpleton. IT'S MINE NOW!" said the taller skeleton as he tried to fend away the shorter skeleton.
And so their bickering continued with no sign of ending soon as George and Bowser watched them.
"So….what would you say?" asked George as he turned his head towards him. Bowser's left eye was twitching as he was breathing heavily. He clenched his fists as if he was about to beat them up.
"Mind if I…..ahem….interfere in their chatter?" passive-aggressively asked Bowser.
"Sure, but good luck with that." answered George, allowing Bowser to do his thing.
Bowser slowly stomped towards the bickering duo without them even noticing. They still weren't aware of his presence even when he was standing menacingly right next to them. His monolithic shadow covered both of the bumbling skeletons. He tapped the taller skeleton's shoulder, but he got no response.
"...And that time when…." further argued the shorter skeleton right before a loud, booming voice interrupted him.
"GRRRROAAAH! WILL YOU TWO SHUT UP ALREADY?!" roared Bowser with his might, finally getting their attention.
"Who's this guy?" grumpily asked the shorter skeleton.
"Oh great, an obese turtle is gonna talk shit about us." groaned the taller skeleton.
"CAN'T YOU TWO BONEHEADS DO ANYTHING WITHOUT CONSTANTLY ARGUING ABOUT INSIGNIFICANT THINGS?!" grumbled Bowser.
"Oh, bonehead huh? Really original of you. It's not like we heard thi-" complained the taller skeleton before he was shut down by Bowser.
"ENOUGH! LISTEN, YOU TWO!" ordered Bowser at them. He forcibly pushed the taller skeleton to the helm and shouted: "YOU WILL TAKE CONTROL OF THE SHIP! DID YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?!"
The taller skeleton said nothing in return. Bowser then proceeded to put the shorter skeleton in his place by pushing him towards the monitors.
"AND YOU WILL TAKE CARE OF THE MONITORS! OH AND YOU TWO ARGUE AGAIN, I'LL THROW BOTH OF YOU IN THE SEA!? DID YOU TWO NUMSKULLS GET THAT?!" he angrily commanded them.
"Boss, what is this shit? You can't just let this reptilian douche to toss us around, can you?" complained the taller skeleton at George.
"Yeah! How could you!?" added the shorter skeleton.
"He contributed more in a span of days than both of you did in your entire career, so you two better follow his orders." said George, making them reconsider their lives.
"Damn, we got sassed by our boss. We can't recover from that." said the shorter skeleton. The taller skeleton only condescendingly looked at his fellow. Both of them decided that it would have been a good idea to follow Bowser's orders. By the time this was settled down, Bowser already went up to George.
"How did you even ENDURE them? I thought MY minions were inefficient, but THESE TWO….they're on a different level." asked Bowser, being astounded by George's henchmen.
"Eh, I just gave them the most insignificant jobs, so I wouldn't have to deal with them." answered George.
"But still! Couldn't you get some of your cooler henchmen instead?" asked Bowser once again.
"...I don't know, but I know I'll have to live with them…." said George.
"Urgh...What are their names anyway?" gruffed Bowser.
George covered his face with his hat for a moment before he pointed at the shorter skeleton.
"This is…..Scrongus." he said in embarrassment before he pointed at the taller skeleton. "And this is…..Krongus."
"...Those are the STUPIDEST names I have EVER HEARD! WHO GAVE THEM NAMES LIKE THAT?" shouted Bowser in bafflement. Scrongus and Krongus both looked at him
"You what?!" said Scrongus, being defensive about his name.
"Oh, someone named after a dog beer is saying that our names suck." hissed Krongus at Bowser.
"Eh, lets just leave em. It's not worth wasting time for this." said George before both of them went outside. The slight breeze blew up in their faces, making Bowser's hair wave for a bit. George hold his hat for a moment, so it wouldn't fly away from his head. They walked up to the fence of the left side of the ship, staring at the calm but empty ocean.
"So...should we make one of our goals that we find more and better henchmen?" sighed Bowser.
"Yeah, I had plans for it." answered George.
Both of them continued to do nothing but to stare at the sea. Nothing interesting was happening at all.
"...What now?" asked Bowser, being utterly bored at this point.
"I dunno. Maybe check the other sides of the ship." said George.
Bowser walked up towards the near edge of the stern to see if that side was more eventful, but much to his dismay it was not. He sighed in boredom and walked up to the right side of the ship. At first it seemed that the situation wasn't any different at all, but then he noticed something on the surface. It was a dorsal fin accompanied by the slightly larger caudal fin, cutting through the ripples of the ocean.
"YOU'VE GOTTA SEE THIS, GEORGE!" shouted Bowser. George slowly walked up to the Bowser's side
"Yeah, what is it?" he asked to see why has Bowser invited him.
"There's a SHARK over there!" exclaimed Bowser as he pointed at the moving fins.
"Not sure if that's a shark though. It's fins look a lil bit too small, I think." mumbled George just before the fins submerged.
"Then it's a small shark!…..Bah! This journey gets me excited over small things!" grumbled Bowser.
"Eh, whatever." said George, getting slightly bored of the view of the empty sea.
"Besides….a little shark like that can do NOTHING against us! It's not like it's gonna attack us anyway!" boasted Bowser as both of them turned around to get away from the right side of the ship.
Just as the turned away, a swordfish leaped out of the water and lunged itself right at them, but Bowser and George dodged the attack by quickly stepping aside in surprise. The swordfish slided on the deck before it jumped back in the ocean. George whipped out his revolver and aimed at the location where the fish was supposed to be, but he was too late as the fish has already disappeared from their sight.
"WHAT THE-" screamed Bowser in shock.
"You just had to say it, hadn't you….." groaned George.
Bowser followed the direction of the fish before he stopped behind the fence of the left side of the ship. He raised up his fists as he yelled: "BAH! HOW DARE YOU ATTACK US! I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT HAPPENS IF YOU..."
The swordfish vertically launched itself at Bowser just before he finished his yelling, trying to impale him in the face with its long bill. He barely dodged the attack by moving his head back and the swordfish fell in the water once again. Bowser and George were looking all over the place to see from where it would attack next. The swordfish was circling around the ship, looking for the perfect spot to ambush them.
George was tightly holding his revolver and waiting for the incoming attack. Suddenly the swordfish jumped right in front of him and he aimed his gun directly in its face, but as the fish jumped it turned it's body around, slapping George's hand with it's tail. The slap was strong enough to make him drop his revolver and sending it at the corner of the pilothouse. George grudgingly glanced at the swordfish as he ran towards the revolver. Just before he reached his revolver, the swordfish launched itself once again and hit the revolver with it's body, making it launch towards the edge of the right side of the ship. Luckily Bowser has caught the revolver with his hand. He threw it to George, but the swordfish jumped again and slapped the revolver upwards. It tried to slap it horizontally but due the way it launched itself it could only slap vertically.
The revolver flew up high up above the ship. Bowser jumped on the roof of the bridge and then he leaped as high as he could towards the revolver. It was still out of his reach even when he was high up in the air. Suddenly the swordfish launched itself with the very high acceleration, reaching Bowser quite quickly. It tried to strike through Bowser's heart, but he grabbed the swordfish just as its bill touched Bowser's chest. Just as he grabbed it, the revolver started to descend. He let off his left hand from the swordfish and tried to grab the gun, but the swordfish was hindering him by swinging its bill around, trying to slash Bowser. It was also slippery, so Bowser had to hold it tightly in order that it doesn't escape.
"WILL YOU STOP THAT?!" commanded Bowser to the swordfish, but it only made the swordfish swing its bill even more. He turned the swordfish away from himself with his right hand. The swordfish retaliated by slapping with it's tail. Bowser managed to grab the revolver within time.
"GEORGE! CATCH THIS!" shouted Bowser towards George as he threw the revolver to George at the very high speed. He managed to catch revolver with his left hand and spin it with his index finger before putting it back in his pocket.
"Thanks, Bowser." said George.
Bowser was still stuck with the swordfish as they both were descending. He grabbed it with his left hand so that he can have the full grasp of the fish. He was keeping the fish away from his face so that it wouldn't slap his face with its tail.
"HOW WOULD LIKE THIS, CHUMP!" roared Bowser before slam dunking the swordfish back in the ocean. He landed just right behind the fence of the right side and made the entire ship tilt towards him, but the ship quickly stabilized its balance. His landing also made the car bounce for a However he didn't know that him slam dunking the swordfish only gave it the bigger speed.
"Phew….that was a close call." said George.
"I hope that we thought that STUPID FISH A LESSON!" boasted Bowser as both of them turned away.
Just as they thought they were done with the attacker, the swordfish leaped towards the bridge this time. It managed to enter the pilothouse by shattering the window with its bill.
"W-W-W-WHAT NOW?!" screamed Bowser in surprise.
Meanwhile Scrongus and Krongus immediately noticed the intruder interrupting their bickering. The swordfish was splashing on the floor to make itself seem vulnerable.
"THERE'S A GODDAMN FISH IN THE BRIDGE!" yelled Scrongus.
"LET'S WHACK THAT FOOL!" screamed Krongus.
Scrongus and Krongus ran towards the fish, ready to personally beat the crap out of it with their fists. Just as they reached it, the swordfish jumped towards Scrongus and slapped his face so hard that the sheer force of the slap sent him against the wall.
"YOU WHAT!?" angrily said Krongus as he tried to reach the swordfish by himself, only to be smacked by the swordfish just like Scrongus.
The swordfish bounced towards the ship's wheel and slapped it, making it spin to the right side. The entire ship started to drastically tilt towards the surface in correlation with the ship's wheel. It started to suffocate from the lack of water, so it broke another window and jumped back into water.
Meanwhile on the deck Bowser, George and all of the objects started to slide towards the sea as the angle of the ship was becoming steeper.
"You take the care of the stuff while I'll try to get our ship back to normal, Capisce?" ordered George just before he ran towards the entrance of the bridge.
"OF COURSE!" said Bowser as he slided down towards the Jaguar Mark 1 and grabbed it with it's might. Unfortunately for him all of the boxes of pizza fell right in the sea. One of the boxes opened by itself so the box and pizza fell separately in the sea.
"NO, MY PIZZAS!" shouted Bowser in agony as he could do nothing but watch pizzas float away.
Meanwhile George already entered the bridge and saw his henchmen lying on the floor. He ran up to the ship's wheel and started rotating it in the left direction. Scrongus and Krongus stood up and saw their boss behind the wheel.
"Lend me a hand, you two." calmly ordered George.
"I'll help!" proclaimed Krongus as Scrongus angrily looked at him.
"No, I'll help, you dingus!" argued Scrongus.
"Not now, idiots. Now move." groaned George at them and stopped their bickering at the same time.
"Man, I don't wanna be sassed by the boss again." both of them thought to themselves. They haven't hesitated to help their boss and grasped the wheel at the same time. All of them rotated the wheel with as much power as possible. Much to their surprise the swordfish attacked them from the higher side, breaking another window in the process. It flew just behind them, but it managed to let Scrongus and Krongus lose their grip and fall on the floor.
"Cunning for a fish, huh?" said George to himself as he further rotated the wheel. The ship slowly started to stabilize its balance. Scrongus and Krongus were attempting to stand up and help George, but due another round of the swordfish attack they kept falling on the floor. By this point only few windows remained untouched and the shrapnels were all over the place. After some time George finally managed to return the ship's balance, but not before the swordfish swooped in right where he was. He barely dodged the attack by lowering his back like a tango dancer. The ship tilted a little to the left, but it was stabilized. Scrongus and Krongus managed to stand up and took over their places as George left the bridge. He saw that Bowser successfully kept his car away from the water.
"Without a scratch!" boasted Bowser as he gave George a thumbs up. George walked up towards Bowser and also gave him a thumbs up.
"I've got a plan, Bowser." said George.
"Tell me!" said Bowser.
"You'll go to that corner." ordered George as he pointed at the exact corner. Bowser stepped up to that corner without a question.
"I'll wait here. I've got a special technique up in my sleeve. You'll do your job by the instinct." he continued explaining his plan.
"Wait….you've got a special technique AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME ABOUT IT?!" shouted Bowser.
"You'll see." scoffed off George.
George was standing still as he was preparing for the attack while the swordfish was circling around the ship once again. Only sound that could be heard was the slight breeze. Within few minutes nothing happened. In the mean time Bowser was flexing his muscles in preparation.
"C'mon show yourself, aquatic bastard." George thought to himself.
Suddenly the swordfish launched itself once again at the George while he had his back turned against it. Just as the swordfish was close to impaling him through his spine, he performed a 180 degree spin and yelled:
"SKELETON BITCH SLAP!"
He slapped the swordfish right in the face with such fierce force that it was send right to Bowser. Some of the gills were slightly damaged because of the slap.
"SUPER BOWSER PUNCH!" yelled Bowser as he punched the swordfish right in the stomach. He sent it flying up in the sky because he punched it under a slight angle. As the swordfish flew up high it became nothing but a twinkle in the sky.
"THAT WILL TEACH IT!" yelled Bowser towards the twinkle in the sky.
"Whelp there's another thing I never thought I would experience." said George.
"SOMEBODY'S GONNA CLEAN UP THE FLOOR!" yelled Scrongus and Krongus as they started to argue who's actually gonna do it. Bowser and George ignored them this time.
"But my pizzas are gone…..what am I supposed to eat now?" asked Bowser in a slight despair.
"Learn how to fish. We're on a fishing boat for a reason." bluntly answered George. Bowser stared at him in a grumpy manner before he accepted the fact that he will have to hunt for food now. Both of them returned to the uneventful but calm lifestyle on a fishing boat in the middle of Atlantic Ocean.
