A/N: Hey, so last chapter we see this plan for a dinner come up. Well, here's how Bowser and Fawn reacts to her kidnapping. Oh, also, I fixed up some stuff in Chapter 1. The only slightly significant change is that I named the forest Fawn lives in. It's now called Tanooki Forest. Don't worry, this isn't very significant. I just figured it should have a name, so I'll incorporate the name in to the plot. You'll see later. Enjoy!

Fawn: aLilBoredKid8 doesn't own anything...but I think I already said that. He only owns Forest Village, Tanooki Forest, me, Cult, Robin, and Jimmy...oh, so that's who Jimmy is...

Chapter 5: First Night

Fawn

I woke up slowly, feeling very disoriented. Wh...what? What happened to me?

Pink...

I looked around. I was on something plush and comfy, I could tell that much. I sat up and focused. It was a bed. I looked around me drearily.

It's...pink...

Ordinarily, when I wake up, I don't really pay attention to anything. I can't focus on my surroundings until at least fifteen minutes later. But this room was an exception. It was almost as though it was all popping out at me.

Why is it so...pink in here?

Indeed, the whole room was practically bathed in bright, hot pink. I vaguely started making it all out. The bed I was on was a king sized bed with pink sheets. There were two night stands on each side of it. There were two plush pink chairs in the corner. There was a magenta dresser with some weird stuff on top of it, makeup maybe. On top of that was a flat glass thing. I don't get it, if it's a window, what does it look out to? Wait...wait...oh wow, it's a TV. We only have a few of those back home, and this was one of those nice TVs. Next to the dresser was a closet. Next to that was a door leading to a balcony. Finally, the carpet was magenta and the walls pink.

The brightly colored atmosphere made me wake up faster. Plus I was slowly realizing I wasn't supposed to be here. It's so...bright! What is this place?

I stopped and thought. Is this Peach's room? It certainly seems like Peach's room...what happened? I remember something getting put on my face, and I think I knocked out...maybe I got brought here when Peach found me unconscious. But that was chloroform that knocked me out, wasn't it? Cult told me about that, it definitely sounds like chloroform. So why was I knocked out with it? Who would do that? ...It wouldn't have to do with the gift at all, would it? I've heard that friends like to surprise each other with gifts, like blindfolding each other...I suppose that's okay? It's a little odd, but would Cult let them? I don't feel like he would…he's to protective of that, I'm sure he'd find it weird to knock me out too. So then…what happened? Well…I can almost say for sure that this Peach's room. It's all pink, and I was just in the castle, so it makes sense...maybe someone did sneak up on me, for whatever reason, but couldn't-

I turned my head at the sound of the door opening. A Koopa Troopa girl walked in. She had a blonde bowl cut, with light pink eye shadow, pink lipstick, and a magenta shell, which matches her eyes. She was quite pretty. I noticed she was carrying a long bag of some kind. "Well, morning doll. How long have you been awake?"

I instantly shrunk back, afraid of the new person. She laughed a little. "What? Afraid I'll bite?"

I frowned. "Koopas bite people?" I pondered.

She raised an eyebrow at my question. "Um…well no, we don't bite to hurt people, or at least not normal Koopas. We do it to eat though," she answered, laughing. I shrunk back more when I realized I had thought aloud. Unfortunately, that was enough to make me fall off the bed.

"Ow..." I moaned, landing on my rear.

She jogged to my side. "You okay doll? How'd you fall off?"

I looked away. "I...I'm fine...I guess I wasn't paying attention..." I quietly said.

I got up, not noticing her hand to help me, and backed away slightly from her.

She ignored my unfriendly actions and smiled. "Well, you never answered my question. How long have you been waiting on me, doll?"

I waited a little before answering. "I'm not sure...maybe five minutes."

She nodded. "Well glad you didn't get to bored. Sorry we had to lock the door, but-"

"You locked the door?" I blurted.

She raised a brow again. "Yes...you didn't know?"

I looked toward the door. "I hadn't thought of trying the door..."

She stared at me a bit before laughing. "My, you aren't very good at getting kidnapped, are you doll? That's okay, who is?"

I quickly turned my head to her, not sure if I heard her right. "Kid...kidnapped?" I whispered.

She stared at me, before sighing. "Oh dang. I assumed that you would've been awake before at some point to realize, or somebody else could've told you. Guess I'm the one to break it to you. Thanks for that, Kamek..." She grumbled. She grew a sympathetic eye. "I'm sorry doll, but yes, you've been kidnapped."

My mind raced at a mile a minute. Kidnapped? Kidnapped!? How did that happen!? Why would I be kidnapped!? How did it happen!? Where is everyone!? Wha...what's going to happen to me!? Did this happen because I'm human? Do they want information like Peach did? What do I do? What am I supposed to do!? How do you react in a situation like this!? Why did this even happen!?

"Wh...why?" I found myself asking, almost more to myself then to the Koopa, my voice shaking.

"I'm sorry doll," she said sympathetically. "We were supposed to kidnap Peach, but we ended up kidnapping you..."

My eyes widened. "It'll be like living a day as Princess Peach!" Peach said.

Oh...I get it. I was right. Being kidnapped is a part of being Princess Peach for a day. Or I suppose however long I'm supposed to live like this until I'm recused by the Mario Bros. Like Princess Peach would. That's the only logical reason, especially since she didn't say anything about information. Why else would I be kidnapped? I can't think of any logical reason…there's no way they found out about me ahead of time, and Peach even said it herself. It makes to much sense! And it did, to me at least. I was freaking out, and needed to find a way to rationalize it, to convince myself I was okay. I'm not sure if I approve, but maybe it'll be fun like Peach said. And besides, it's not like I'll be here long. Then it's okay then…it's not really real, everyone's working together. How or why everyone's working together right now just for this seems a little odd…but I can't afford to get off topic. I need to focus on what's actually happening now for once. Okay...okay...it's okay. I'm okay.

I sighed in relief at my revelation. "Okay...I understand."

Her eyes widened. "Really? You do?"

I nodded. "I guess."

She nodded, looking amazed. I wonder why, this is supposed to be a routine for them, isn't it?

"Well, you're a strong girl. I'm sure any other would be devastated in your position. What's your name?"

"Fawn..."

She frowned. "Fawn? Isn't that a baby deer?"

"Um...yes."

She shook her head. "Nope, can't call you that."

I stared at her. "Well...well why not? It's my name."

She winked and said, "Yeah, but your tougher then some delicate little deer. You need a tougher name than that or doll..." She looked me up and down and said, "But it still needs to be cute, because you are."

I blushed and mumbled, "Th-thank you..."

She grinned and snapped her fingers. "I got it! Cookie!"

I knit my brows, trying to understand it. "Cookie?"

She laughed and said, "Yeah, cuz you're a tough cookie!"

I contemplated it. Oh...it's a nickname. I had that. A few people at the village called me human, or Trap Master...

I nodded. "That's okay."

"Great! My name's Tina," she said, holding out her hand.

"Nice to meet you," I said, shaking her hand.

"Likewise. Well, let's get started!"

"Started? With what?"

She calmed down, probably remembering I had no idea what was happening. "Well...Bowser had arranged a dinner date with Peach. But sense you're here, you've sort of got to fill in for her..." She said, uneasily.

I nodded. So I was right, I am filling in for Peach. That's good to know. Maybe this will be fun. I'll be meeting Bowser...

I began thinking about what Bowser may be like. Is he really six-five? Does he really have a spiked shell?

"Oh, you're so understanding, I just love you, Cookie! Now um, listen...we need to get you fixed up, and I'm sort of your stylist. So we need to get you in the bath. I already drew it while you were asleep. You're cute, but not as much as Peach. Um…no offense. It's nothing fixing you up a bit won't fix!"

"Ok..."

"Great, you're awesome Cookie. Let's go!" I felt her take my hand and lead me somewhere. I heard a door open and I think I was moved through it.

Does he really have red hair? Does he have that because of his fire? Or-

I heard a door shut. "Ok, I'll give you some privacy. Please be quick, we don't have much time! Call me in when you're done so I can help you with your dress!"

"Ok..." I called vaguely. I stood there for a little bit before finally realizing I didn't even know where I was at the moment. "Wait...what?"

"Wash yourself! There are all the soaps you need, wash your hair, skin, everything! You're a little stinky! The bath salts and soaps are already in; you just need to scrub and wash your hair!" She called from behind the closed door.

"Oh...ok!" I answered. I looked around at my surroundings.

The bathroom was pristine white, with white tile floor, white walls, a porcelain toilet, a white marble counter with a sink and large mirror, and a clawed tub/shower, which had a floral curtain that had a towel hanging on the rack. It was very regal and clean looking. I noticed that the bag Tina had before was now hanging on a hook on the door. I also noticed the bath tub had soapy water already in it.

I shrugged and took off my clothes off before climbing in. I instantly sighed in content.

Oh stars...I've never had a bath like this! I only had a shower that spurted out room temperature water at home. But this was completely different. This water hot and clean with refreshing bath salts and soaps, it was bliss.

I eased myself in to the tub and lay back, relaxing. I was very at peace, my mind only containing a few thoughts, most about how good the bath was. A rare feat, I'd say. After a while, I remembered to start actually cleaning myself.

"Cookie, we don't have much time, you done yet?" I heard Tina call.

I realized I actually was done. "Um...yeah," I called back.

She walked in. "Okay, dry yourself off, I'll get out you dress. Don't worry, I won't look."

I nodded and got out, grabbing a towel, I dried myself off. After drying myself off, I wrapped the towel around me. I turned around to see Tina hanging the clothes bag on a hook on the door. She was still there. Still there...

I yelled and backed up, almost tumbling back in to the tub.

Tina looked at me, concerned. "What's wrong!?"

"You...you..." I stammered, pointing at her.

"What is it?"

I remember what Cult said about boundaries. I never cared much about them, but Cult said it was important. "You saw me naked!"

She stared a bit before chuckling. "No I didn't, Cookie, I was turned around."

"Well...you're not supposed to see me like this either!" I reasoned.

"Oh, it's fine Cookie. It's nothing I've seen before…really, it's true. I've even walked in on Peach before!" She laughed. "I'm friends with her, I'm her stylist too. And besides, we're both girls, and I'm your stylist. It's completely fine."

I frowned. Why doesn't she care? Isn't she supposed to care? Cult said she would...wait. He also said it was okay, but should be avoided, with him and friends. Wait; girlfriends specifically. He mentioned that if it was a boy, it wasn't okay. I think he said he'd cut something of theirs off…wait, does this make hermy friend? She doesn't mind seeing me like this…and she's friends with Peach, who I'm supposed to be…

"Wait...does that mean you're my friend?" I asked, just saying it.

She beamed. "Well, sure! If you'd like to be. I'd love to be friends with a cool, pretty girl like you, if you'd like!"

I found myself smiling back. "That does sound nice."

She looked me over and said, "See, I was right! You look great! Here, let's just blow dry your hair really quick…" She grabbed something off the counter; I'm assuming that was a blow dryer. I've heard of them, they're for drying your hair off fast.

"Okay, come over here," she said, standing by the wall with the blow dryer in hand, which I noted was connected to the wall.

I did as told and stood in front of her. "Turn around." I did, and I heard a loud noise. I jumped a little. "It's okay, it's only the blow dryer," she said. I calmed down after hearing this, nodding.

I felt a hot blast of wind start blowing on my hair, warming the skin underneath, and my shoulder and back where my damp hair felt. It actually felt rather nice.

"So, you've never seen one of these before?"

I shook my head, only slightly so as not to move my hair. "No. My village doesn't have a lot of this stuff…" I felt like I needed to thank her for the bath. "Oh…thank you for the bath. It was really nice."

She chuckled. "Glad you enjoyed it. Where do you come from?"

"Forest Village."

"Forest Village? Huh, never heard of it. What's it like?"

I remembered Cult's told me before that the village was largely unknown to outsiders. "Oh… it's rather small, and apparently it doesn't have a lot of stuff. We hunt and gather mainly, both for our own food, and to sell sometimes I think. It's in a forest, so maybe that's why no one's heard of it…" I considered.

"Maybe, it sounds cool. Alright, all done!" She said, patting my back.

I turned to the mirror and saw it was completely straight, as it gets when I wash it. She whistled. "Well, looks like I was right! You are a vision! I love how straight your hair gets, I haven't seen that with any other human girl," she complimented.

I blushed again. It was nice to receive compliments. "Thank you…" I realized that may have not been enough. "Uh…you're pretty too!"

She chuckled and said, "Thanks Cookie. You're a good girl." She waked to the door and picked up the clothes bag.

"Okay! Now to get this dress on you..." She paused and noticed my clothes on the floor. "Oh... well no wonder they were so obvious."

"What?"

She paused, looking like she was considering her words, before carefully asking, "You don't wear a bra, do you Cookie?"

"A bra?" I echoed. I remembered what it was. "Oh those. My village doesn't have them."

She considered this. "Huh. Well there aren't many humans out there. And no other race really needs them. That's understandable, especially if your village isn't very industrious. Did you not need to wear one there?"

I shook my head. "Not really."

"Okay, well…here you're going to need one. Without it your um...breasts are somewhat obvious, since human females have the second largest, next to Dragon Koopas. And your clothes don't do much to hide them, unlike other races."

"Why do I need to hide them?"

"Well…it's just sort of…not okay here. It's considered…um…wrong, for girls to walk around with their breasts visible."

"Oh...well, okay," I said, nodding. I remembered there was a time where Cult told me about that. He said that it was more polite to make me hide them a little, since everyone else did. He tried to make me wrap bandages around them, but that hurt to much, and I always forgot to wear it, and hated wearing it. So he said if anyone commented on it he'd beat them up. No one really did. But I guess it's more important here.

"Okay Cookie, just hang on. I prepared for this." She rummaged through the bag some more and pulled out some weird lacy thing. Oh, so that's a bra. "Here, I'll help. Let's hope you're the same size as Peach..."

She taught me how to put on, sort of. She told me to place the two cup things on my breasts and hold them there for a second, and she did the rest. She was behind me the whole time, with my towel covering my waist, so she didn't see anything. She did some weird things with the straps in the back, and when she was done, it stayed in place. She also gave me a new pair of undergarments to change in to while she looked away, since mine were old. It was lacy, which was weird. Why is it so ornate if no one can see it? Is the point to get someone to see it?

"How does it feel?" She asked. It was more comfortable then the bandages, but it still felt a little tight.

"Um...can it be looser?"

She shook her head. "Sorry. Maybe you're a sight bit larger then Peach...or maybe you're not used to it. Well, let's get your dress on."

She took the dress off the hangar and I stared at it. It was a pink dress with silver glitter linings, and had all those weird ornaments that Peach's dress has. In fact, it looks like something she'd wear. I hadn't ever worn a dress like that before, all my clothes were knit. Geez, it's so big! And what are all those laces for? How do I even get it on? She slipped it over my head and arms found their way out the sleeves. After that, she began to tie a bunch of other stuff that apparently went with the dress. It hugged my waist and chest in a weird way, I wasn't sure if it was supposed to do that. Why are these clothes so complicated?

"Ok, hang on, I'm going to get some makeup," Tina said.

"Why?" I asked, remembering what Cult told me about it.

"So you'll look all pretty!" She said happily.

"Didn't you say I was pretty just a little bit ago?" I asked. I don't understand, why do I have to wear all this stuff to eat with Bowser? Is that a rule here? The prettiest eats the most? Does Bowser have to wear makeup?

She observed me a bit before nodding. "You know what...you're right. You could use a little foundation maybe, but not really. Plus...with the dress you're wearing, it may look a little goofy."

She stepped back and observed me. She looked unsatisfied. "Yeah, this dress was made for Peach, so it's not great for you...pink doesn't look great on you. Plus it's to big, Peach is taller." Sure enough, the dress piled a little on the floor. I myself decided to look at myself. I never gave much attention to my appearance, but this felt very odd. I looked so...out of place in this dress. I didn't like it either. "Oh well, it's what we got," she said. She clapped her hands and said, "You still look gorgeous."

We heard a knock at the door. "Tina!" A muffled, young, masculine voice called. "She done yet?"

"In a sec!" She called back. She turned to me. "Okay, a Koopa guard come to pick you up."

I frowned, growing nervous at the prospect of meeting someone else. "You aren't taking me?"

She shook her head. "No, I'm busy. But don't worry, this guy's nice! Don't be scared…" She stopped to consider something. "Well, actually, he's a bit of a perv sometimes. Just ignore him if he bothers you."

I remembered Cult said pervs were bad people. That made me a little scared. "Okay..."

"Alright! Well, I've got to collect my stuff. Good luck with Bowser, Cookie!" She said encouragingly, lightly pushing me toward the door.

"O-okay...bye," I said, turning around to wave before remembering to thank her. I'd had a good time with her. "O-oh! And um…thank you for the bath. And dress. And compliments. And uh…for being my friend!"

She observed me for a bit before saying, "You know, you're a funny one. I like you, glad to be your friend too."

"Bye Cookie!" I heard her say before I opened the door.

Bowser

I looked at myself in the mirror. I had washed myself up, put a dab of cologne, washed my hair and combed it back, and put on a glossy dark green shell with obsidian linings where the back met the front. I flexed in the mirror and made a face.

Oh yeah...sexy as ever.

I laughed loudly before looking down. I just wonder if Peach'll actually think that... I shook my head. No, no, of course she will! She definitely will. I mean, she hasn't before...but I'm feeling it! I just know tonight's going to be a hit with her. First she'll look away, embarrassed when she sees how good I look. When I tell her how good she looks, she'll blush. She'll try and ignore me using the food, but she'll just have to tell me how good it is. Then we'll have a laugh and...talk. We'll talk, and hear her sweet voice. Then I'll tell her I love her...and then-

"Bowser?" I whipped my head around to see that infernal Kamek standing there. Damn him, I don't care how close we are, he interrupted my dream again.

I groaned and curtly said, "What?"

He adjusted his spectacles and cleared his throat. I raised a brow. He only did that when there was bad news.

"Sir, there's been a...mistake," he said, sounding careful.

I growled. "What is it?"

He adjusted his spectacles again and said, "Well...we may've...you see..."

"Out with it!" I yelled.

"It seems as though...we kidnapped...the wrong girl," he finally said.

I stared at him, dumbfounded. I slowly started to speak. "What?"

"Erm..." He started nervously. "The Koopa Kidnapper squad got the wrong girl...a rookie was sent, and we got a different girl, not Peach. I'm-"

"WHAT!?" I roared.

He shrunk back a little. "I'm sorry, milord."

"What do you mean you're sorry!?" I roared, incredulously. "HOW the HELL do you get the wrong girl!?"

"Well...apparently the rookie didn't actually know what Peach looked like-"

"You sent someone that didn't even know what she LOOKED LIKE!?" I roared, furiously.

"I didn't know when I sent him! He just assumed that the only human girl would be Peach, so he captured the first one he saw."

I raised a brow curiously, finding it weird that there was another human girl at the castle. "Well, who'd he kidnap!? Daisy?"

Kamek shrugged and said, "We're actually not sure..."

What the hell? "What do you mean!?"

"We've never seen or heard of this human girl, it's really quite astounding and coincidental that we got her."

I stared at him, still stuck, before groaning. Go figure. Of course this would happen! I decided to actually trust someone, with such a simple task, kidnapping a princess. Couldn't get much simpler, really! And they somehow get the wrong girl. Just my luck!

"Great, I ask for Peach, and I get nada. Just freaking great!" I yelled, throwing my hands in the air. I began to walk toward the bed.

"You still have this new girl!" Kamek replied, walking after me.

"What do I want with some useless girl!?" I yelled, plopping on my bed.

"She's not useless," Kamek reasoned, standing in front of me now. "We have one of the only humans in existence, and there's no information on her. She could be important, she may've been if she was at Peach's castle."

"I don't care! I wanted Peach, that's who I ask for, that's who I've always asked for! What makes you think I'll change that now!?" How does he not get that!?

Kamek sighed and said, "Yes, you always pursue Peach...which is why it may be time to try and pursue another girl."

I turned my head to meet Kamek's eyes and glared. "Oh, so that's what this is about. This old speech, I've been hearing it nonstop lately. Bet you kidnapped that human girl on purpose."

"Sir, that's not-"

"'Hey there, you young whippersnapper,'" I imitated, in an overdone old person voice. "'You need to stop skirt chasing that one girl. She's a distraction, keeping you from doing that super important paperwork. There are plenty of lovely ladies out there, like Birdo!

"Very funny, but-"

"Think I have a thing for her? Nope, I have a thing for PEACH!"

"Why!?" Kamek asked, irately.

My expression softened in surprise, not expecting that. "Well...cuz-"

Kamek sighed exasperatedly. "Look, you're always chasing after Peach. It isn't working, and you always get upset when she rejects you and when Mario takes her away."

I looked at him in surprise. "I don't feel that way..." I said, more to myself then to him. "I just might look upset when she leaves, but it's only cuz I hate Mario!"

"I'm sure you do," he said, giving me some damn sympathetic look. "But I can tell Peach's rejections hurt you. And I hate to see you hurt."

I opened my mouth to say something, but closed it. Whatever I was going to say didn't feel right.

We stayed like that in silence. Kamek was the one to break it.

"I didn't cancel the dinner, you know."

I paused a bit before speaking with a little forced venom. "What do you mean, geezer?"

"I mean the dinner is still on. You'd be eating with the new human girl."

What? Eat with the new girl...that's...that's dumb. "I don't want to..." I mumbled. That sounded a lot weaker than I thought it would.

Kamek smiled and said, "Come on, it'll be fun. Who knows, she could be really fun. I know for sure she was pretty." He winked at me.

I rolled my eyes and said, "Nope, don't feel like it."

"Plus, think of all the information you can get from her. You know how important humans are in this world. Maybe she has some secret information. Like I don't know...how to defeat Mario, rule the world, make someone love you," he persisted.

I mumbled in thought. I was beginning to maybe, possibly consider it.

He smiled knowingly. "And, I asked to have the chef prepared your favorite. King Cheepcheep, served medium rare with your favorite brand of CheepCheep oil."

The reasons were really starting to like on. I groaned and got up. "Fine, I'll go," I huffed, walking toward the door.

I could practically feel Kamek smiling. I wasn't going to let him off with a win.

"That's the last time I trust the Koopa Kidnapper Squad!" I yelled behind me, before slamming the door.

Fawn

I stared at the boy in front of me. He looked to be relatively young, with a bright face and purple shell.

"Hey there," he said. "I'll be escorting you to the dining hall.

I scooted away a little and nodded. "Ok...thanks."

He made a gesture down the hall. "Okay, follow me."

I nodded and we began to walk down the halls.

We had only walked a short distance when I saw a painting hanging on the wall that caught my eye. I stopped and walked toward it. Noticing I had stopped, he turned around.

"What's wrong?" He asked, walking next to me.

I didn't answer, as I was busy staring at the painting. It was a painting of what I think may've been a Dragon Koopa. I'd heard of them, I knew Bowser's one, but I'd never seen one. The painting depicted a man with straight, dull rainbow colored hair. His face, in juxtaposition to his hair, was stern and looking off in to the distance. The top of his head had green scales, and the rest of his body had the same color scales as normal Koopas. He presented an air of royalty and domination. To be honest, I was somewhat awed by him.

He looks...incredible. He really does resemble a dragon...he's so powerful looking, so...awesome! He looks like something from a dream!

"Oh, that's king William! He was a really great king, really strong. Kind of made us how we are today. He's King Bowser's grandfather," I heard the Koopa say with pride.

"I...see," I said absently, moving my hand toward the painting. I just wanted to feel closer to him, to meeting someone, something like that, something that only comes from my dreams. It feels like I've seen something like him before, even though I haven't.

A hand grabbed my outstretched one. I turned my head to see it was the Koopa's. "Sorry lady, but no touching the painting."

I let him retract my hand. "Sorry..."

"It's okay. Come on, we'll be late." He tugged me a little and released me. I started to follow him again.

We walked through the halls made of cobblestone, with torches lighting them. It was a rather pretty effect, especially with the paintings and statues littering the halls as well. The Koopa turned to me and said, "You know, I don't know your name, funny enough. What is it?"

"Oh um...Fawn," I answered, maintaining a distance. I wasn't sure if he was going to be a 'perv' like Tina said he might.

"Fawn huh? Nice name. Mine's Jimmy. Nice to meet you!" he answered, smiling. His smile seemed a little nervous.

I nodded and we continued walking. Jimmy continued to talk.

"Soooo...you like Dragon Koopas or something?"

I pondered that answer before nodding. "Yes, they look very...fantastic, I think..." A thought came to mind. "Um...Bowser's a Dragon Koopa, right?

"That's right." He grinned mischievously and asked, "Do you uh...have a 'thing' for Dragon Koopas? Like Bowser?"

I frowned. A thing? What does he mean? What thing would I have for him? ...Wait, this is a dinner with a king? Was I supposed to bring something? Like a gift? I grew nervous and said, "Oh, um...I'm sorry...I don't have anything for Dragon Koopas..."

He sighed and said, "Oh well, not like I really expected you to."

I grew worried and said, "Sorry..."

He waved his hand. "It's fine, not your fault. And who knows, maybe you will once you meet him..." He chuckled nervously.

I raised a brow. Why would I have a thing for him after the dinner? What does...oh, that painting's lovely, I thought, getting distracted from the conversation.

We kept walking until I walked smack in to a door.

"Ow..." I mumbled, rubbing my nose.

"Sorry! I thought you'd have seen it..." Jimmy apologized.

"It's okay..." I said, used to it.

"Well this is the dining hall. The waiter will direct you once you walk in."

"Okay. Thank you," I said, ready to open the door.

"Wait." I turned to him, and he looked like he was thinking about his words. He exhaled before speaking in a thoughtful tone. "Listen…I don't know Bowser to well personally. I do know he may come off as a little mean at first…but he's a nice guy. So could you…be nice to him? I mean, if you could?"

I thought about it. And once I did, I realized I really ought to. So far, I'd been having a lot of fun so far. I had a great bath, and saw this cool castle and paintings, and got to make friends with Tina, and maybe this Jimmy fellow, who didn't seem as bad as Tina made him to be. And if Peach really is involved, I should be nice to Bowser for her, since I also became friends with her. Plus, maybe he could potentially throw me out if I'm a nuisance…

"Of course," I said with certainty.

He looked surprised. "Really? Wow…thanks! You're pretty nice…"

I blushed a little, once again enjoying a compliment. "Thank you…" I turned to the door again. "Well, I'll see you."

"Um..." Jimmy stammered. I turned to him and saw him pushing his fingers together in a nervous manner. "Listen...I've got something to apologize for..."

"What is it?"

"I um...I...sorry if you don't like your food! See ya later!" Jimmy said quickly, before hurrying off.

"I'll make sure to like it!" I called back. I faced the door and gulped, feeling anxious, before pushing it open.

Well, there was some awkwardness in that chapter, wasn't there? Poor Fawn...you don't know what you're doing, do you? If her reasoning seems ridiculous, well, she's a ridiculous girl in the ridiculous world of Mario, in a ridiculous fanfic, so all is well. But more importantly THEY'RE FINALLY GONNA MEET! That took FOREVER, UGH! Well, thanks for those of you that have actually stuck with me! Please review, or favorite, or follow. Or I dunno, just do something. Go for a jog, go to work, finish that summer work you've been procrastinating on...which I'm gonna go do now, actually...bye!