A young Fawful laid in his bed, and stared through the window.

As a child, you would wait…

He, once he perfected his headgear, flew around and took intel on the kingdom's terrain, it being a bit too much for Cackletta.

And watch from far away.

He flew with her, to the Koopa Cruiser. She left him behind, as he flew to fight.

But you always knew that you'd be the one to work while they all play.

He scribbled on a piece of scrap paper, feeling used and held back. Cackletta may be his surrogate mother, but he could do more alone!

And you've, you'd lay awake at night and scheme.

He wanted a kingdom to himself, he wanted to be the one in charge.

Of all the things that you would change but it was just a dream!

His back slammed into the edge of the castle, Peasley smiling like he just won. He didn't. He still had Cackletta...right?

Here we are, don't turn away now.

He swam as fast as he could, screaming for Cackletta until his throat ran dry for the first time in his short life.

We are the warriors that built this town.

He stopped in place, kicking his feet to keep himself up. Tears were just added salt water to the sea, as he removed his broken glasses, and left them to sink. He was on his own now.

Here we are, don't turn away now.

He made it...somehow...to the Mushroom Kingdom, setting up a living space in the span of a few months.

He screamed, lashing all of his bottled up problems at 2 babies.

We are the warriors who built this town….

Tears pricked the end of his eyes, as the taller toddler in green pulled at his pant-legs. "Fobble, k?" He shook his head. "Do not worry for Fawful, let us do trade." He wiped his eyes.

from dust.

He stood, in front of the Dark Star. Little Fawful did this. Weak little Fawful did this!

A time, will come, where you will have to rise.

He put his headgear on, Midbus fading from his mind in the euphoria.

He gave a scream, as the power surged his body.

Above the rest, to prove yourself.

Luigi fell backwards, as Fawful freed one hand from the dark ball of energy growing around him. "HELP.. ME!" He screamed as it took him.

Your spirit never dies.

Dark Fawful Bug exploded, leaving him in a spiral.

Farewell,

He felt the rain pound on his small form.

I've gone.

He, then, saw the rim of a boot. "Noing!"

To take my throne above.

Starla and Fawful had their hands locked. "One...two...YOU FIRST!" He shoved her into the portal, before she could say otherwise. He turned his head, as it collapsed, to the fierce opponent in front of him.

But don't weep for me,

Starla held his cloak, crying into it.

'Cause this will be…

He charged at it. "I HAVE FURY!"

The labor of my love.

He skidded back, a green cut forming on his cheek. He kept shooting at the beast.

Here we are, don't turn away now.

He ran above it, on the cliffs.

We are the warriors that built this town.

He stared down at it, feeling relieved that it as rooted to the ground, as it roared. He looked at a low hanging vine.

Here we are, don't turn away now.

He stepped back, on the cracked cliffs..

We are the Warriors that built this town…

He ran forwards, and leapt for it.

Here we are, don't turn away now. He grabbed it, laser gun falling to it's head, and swung across.

We are the warriors that built this town.

He landed on the adjacent cliff, and pulled on the vine. Rocks came pouring down.

From dust…

"I can do it, Mistress Cackletta!"

"Don't hurt yourself, Kid."

Here we are..don't turn away now..

"You two...really give me the remindings of the Red and Green mustaches…"

"Fobble!"

We are the warriors that made this town…

"MIDBUS!"

"Finally, it is being ALL MINE!"

"This hurts so much. They will know my pain. They will feel my pain. I will kill their faces."

Here we are, don't turn away now.

"I...enjoy being here. I can be who I am wanting to be…"

"All apart of the Castle Bleck style, Kid."

"Thanking you, Mimi…"

We are the warriors that built this town.

"Promise me we'll either fight together or die trying?"

"I have the promising."

"..One.."

"...Two…"

"...YOU GO!"

From dust…