He stumbled out of the mirror, but luckily Peach caught him. He looked pretty much the same in person, still having the glowing purple eyes and sharp teeth. "I thought you could float." she said.
"That was only in the mirror." he replied. "I haven't had to walk in a hundred years!" He managed to stand up and walk a bit as he looked around.
"I'm free..." he murmured, then grinned mischievously. He was finally free to cause as much chaos as he desired. "Thank you, my dear." He got close to her and wrapped an arm around her. "I've been wanting to do this for so long..." he traced his fingers along her face. He hadn't had human contact in over a hundred years, and he was going to enjoy this as much as he could. But he still had one more thing to do first. "How about we teach Bowser a little lesson, hm?"
"What do you plan on doing?" she asked. She was a little worried that he would hurt him.
"Don't worry, we're just going to have a little fun with him, that's all." he assured her. "Come on."
They quickly but quietly made their way back to the party, remaining unseen.
"Which one is Bowser?" he asked, still having an arm around her.
She looked around until she saw him talking confidently to that girl. "The one with the red hair."
"Perfect..." he mused. "He made you cry, so now it's his turn." He stared at him for a while and concentrated. She heard him whisper something in a strange language.
Suddenly, inky black tears came pouring down Bowser's eyes, causing the girl and some of the people around him to scream and run away. Even Peach was a bit scared, civering her mouth in shock. She didn't think he would do something like this.
"What's happening?!" Bowser yelled in fear.
"Quick, let's leave before anyone sees us!" he told her. He took her hand and the two ran back to the bedroom.
"What was that?!" she exclaimed. "I thought you were just going to teach him a lesson!"
"I did. Don't worry, it didn't hurt him. It only lasts about an hour." he explained.
"That was horrifying!"
"Like I said before..." he wrapped his arm around her waist and held her close once more. "Horrifying is what I do best, darling." She looked into his strange, purple eyes. What had she just unleashed into the world? He was more chaotic than she thought, which scared her yet... drew her to him.
"You know, I still don't know your name..." she commented.
"Ah, my name?" he replied. "K. Beauregard."
"That's a nice name... can I call you K?
"Of course you can, my dear." he said, stroking her hair gently. "Now, where was I?" he put his hand on her cheek. "Oh yes..." he purred. He leaned closer and his lips met hers.
The sensation was surprising at first, but soon she found herself deepening the kiss. She put her arms around his neck and allowed to get even further, but after a couple of minutes, he pulled away. She was still surprised about the kiss, but found herself too speechless to say anything.
"I haven't gotten to do that in a long time either." he whispered. Peach leaned her head against his shoulder as he began to run his fingers through her hair again.
She thought about what just happened. This kiss felt amazing, a feeling like she had never experienced before. She knew he was still dangerous after seeing what he was capable of. But there was one thing she was certain of, and she didn't regret to admit it.
She wanted more, and so did he.