Note: This is not the end! Just an early present to all of my readers! :3

Chapter Forty-Two

The next morning, Bowser woke up far too early and rushed out of his guest room. He scurried through the living room and climbed the stairs to get to the third-floor master bedroom where Peach had slept that night.

"Please, be there. Please, be there. Please, be there," Bowser whispered repeatedly, panic building in his chest until he opened the door to her room. To his relief, he saw a little lump in the covers on a massive navy blue bed.

His princess was still there.

Walking up to the side of Peach's bed, Bowser knelt down and laid his head on the mattress with a sigh of relief. She was breathing evenly and wore a peaceful expression as she slept. He watched her for a long moment until he closed his eyes and felt himself drift to sleep.

An hour later, Peach felt her bed vibrate and heard a deep rumble coming from the side of her bed. She rubbed her eyes and looked out from under her blankets to find Bowser sleeping on his knees with his head perched on her bed.

"How long has he been there?" Peach wondered to herself. Several months ago, she would have been angry with him for sneaking into her bedroom, but now she only shook her head and giggled. "You silly Koopa."

The princess watched him thoughtfully and then carefully crawled towards him, trying not to wake him. When she got close enough, she leaned forward and gave him a light peck on the lips.

"Mmmph…" he mumbled, a smile tugging on the corners of his mouth sleepily.

Peach smiled at his reaction. She waited another moment to let him fall back to sleep and lightly kissed him again before leaning back to watch his reaction. This time he took a deep breath and growled with the smile growing wider on his face. Peach put her hand over her mouth and nose, stifling her giggles so he would stay asleep. A mischievous grin widened under her hand as she waited for Bowser to relax again. After a good ten minutes, she leaned forward as quietly as possible and quickly pecked his lips.

As soon her lips touched his, he opened his eyes and grabbed her, dragging her closer to the edge of the bed so her face was directly in front of his. Peach giggled as he littered her face with kisses and growled playfully.

"Did you really think you could get away without repercussions?" Bowser asked with an evil grin on his face.

"Maybe?" she answered with an innocent smile.

"Well, pecking is illegal," he hissed, leaning in to kiss her earnestly. Peach's head began to spin and warmth flooded her body. The kiss kept getting deeper the longer it lasted and she began to draw him farther onto the bed. Bowser couldn't believe it. The woman who had hated him for years was pulling him into her bed.

He tested his weight on the bed as Peach pulled him farther. It creaked a little but it didn't seem to have any problem holding his weight. The moment he was completely on the bed, Bowser pressed a button on his shell and the spikes on his back retracted, smoothing over completely. Carefully, he picked her up and sat her on his lap as he leaned against the headboard of the bed. He allowed Peach to do as she pleased. She crushed her lips against his and he groaned as her hands roughly pulled his hair. His head spun and spun as she sucked on his tongue and made his lungs burn hot. If his heart had broken before, then it was as good as new now. All of the pain he had experienced was washed away as the woman of his dreams drowned him with her kiss.

"I love you."

Peach paused in surprise and pulled away to look at Bowser. Her breath was ragged but her eyes were suddenly more alert. He met her eyes anxiously and continued, "I know I am not the smartest, most patient or even good looking man out there but I would do anything in my power to make you happy. I won't ever hurt you or force you to do anything you don't want to. If you tell me you want me around then I will follow you like a baby chain chomp to the day I die. If you tell me you never want to see me again… I'll make sure never to show my face in public again so that you don't even see me in a newspaper. I'll even put a bag over my face and lock myself in my bedroom for the rest of my life."

"Bowser…" Peach said, bringing her hand up to wipe away the tension that was showing on his face.

"Peach, my goal is to marry you," Bowser stated fervently, taking her hands and staring into her eyes. "Not that I am proposing right now… But I want you by my side for the rest of my life. Please... Please, give me a chance. Give me the chance to make you happy. That's all I ask."

The princess smiled softly and took her hands from his claws. A flash of sadness crossed Bowser's face until she used her hands to pull his face forward into a long, deep kiss.

"Okay," Peach said simply with a smile.

"Okay? You mean… y-you're fine with that?" Bowser stammered.

"Yes, Bowser. I am okay with that," she stated again with a giggle as his facial expression transformed from nervous and worried to hopeful and overjoyed. His grin looked like it could break his face as he grabbed her waist and pulled her into a strong embrace.

*Chuf-a-chuf-a-chuf-a-chuf*

The whirling blades of Bowser's airship filled the peaceful quiet of their room. Peach jumped out of his arms and walked quickly to look out her bedroom window. In the distance, she could see Bowser's airship speeding towards the house. Bowser stayed in the bed and huffed.

"Right on time, huh old geezer?" he grumbled to himself.

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Several Months Later

"Sit still, your Highness and stop moving your head so much!" Kammy yelled as she got out her scissors. Bowser was securely tied to a barber chair humming and nodding to a nonexistent beat like a madman.

"You know? This reminds me of a song," Bowser said with a grin, giving Kammy a maniacal smile.

"Don't you dare," Kammy scowled as she combed his hair and sprayed it with water.

"Well your faith was strong but you needed proof,

You caught me bathing on the roof.

My beauty and the moonlight overthrew yaaaaaa.

A HAG tied me to her barber chair,

She flipped me off and she cut my hair,

And from my lips, I scream a Hallelujah!"

"Stop it, Bowser!" Kammy yelled over him.

"Haaaallelujaaaaah!" Bowser sang louder. Kammy used her wand to tie him down with extra rope as he began to headbang and shake the chair.

"Haaallelujaaaaaaaaaaah!" He wasn't even singing now. Kammy screamed at him to stay quiet.

"HALLELUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUJAAAH!" Bowser screamed at the top of his lungs then laughed heartily as he kicked his feet happily like a child. Kammy waved her wand as he laughed and a muzzle appeared around Bowser's mouth, clamping tightly shut.

"That is it! You WILL sit down and you WILL be silent!" Kammy shrieked as Bowser shook his head, trying to get the muzzle loose. "I knew I should have made Kamek do this, but he never styles your hair to look like a gentleman. Honestly… Peach is going to go grey haired overnight."

As much as Kammy wanted to hide it, she was happy for her King. Today was going to be the happiest day of his life and - though he made himself look like an utter twit - he had every right to be excited. How could she expect him to sit still? After all, he had a wedding today.

(And it's a small one so…. you're not invited! Gwa ha ha!)