Bowser's Airship 2

Morton set the record on the turntable. Peach squirmed as Roy led her by the arm into the ballroom. "She's all yours, Bowser," Roy said, leaving them both alone.

Bowser beamed a grin at Peach. He was wearing his finest bowtie. "I knew I made the right choose picking the pink dress. It is your speciality." He touched her hand. She slapped him across the face. Bowser guffawed. "Don't struggle. Our dance is just getting started."

"Ahem."

Bowser growled. "What is it, son?"

"You have a visitor."

"Another visitor? How many visitors can we possibly get up here? You'll have to send them in. I'm busy."

Bowser Jr. called the creature in. Bowser grimaced. He recognised the wolf from when they had been setting up the plan to capture Peach. What was the wolf's name? That's right. The wolf's name was Wolf.

Bowser Jr. turned around. "No need for you to leave," Wolf said, his mouth filled with the leg of the poor creature he was eating. "This conversation concerns you."

Bowser kept Peach gripped in his claw as he talked. "Why are you back here?"

"Why thank you, Bowser, my trip up here was a pleasant one. Indeed, I am having a very good day."

Bowser grunted. "I'm too busy for this nonsense."

"Forgive me for my courtesy. I'll tell you why I am here. You know you haven't fulfilled your part of the deal with Master yet. I am here to make sure you pay your end of the bargain."

"Would you like to end up like that robot he sent here?"

"Ah, yes. I saw what you did to R.O.B.. Impressive work. I am afraid for you that I am a bit smarter than a brainless robot. You see, while you have been busy scarring this woman for life, I have rigged your entire ship with explosives. You have a choice, Bowser. Hand over what Master wants, or your whole ship goes boom."

"Don't do it, Dad," Bowser Jr. said. "He's bluffing."

"Oh, little one. You of all creatures must hope that is true."

"What is he talking about, Dad?"

Wolf smiled. "Yes, Dad, what am I talking about."

Bowser let go of Peach, looking down at the ground as he scratched his head. "The deal I made with the Master. He promised he would help me get Peach in return for… you."

Bowser Jr. gasped. "You couldn't have done."

Wolf pulled out a gun and held it to Bowser Jr.'s head. "You're coming with me." Bowser charged forward. "Take another step, and I'll turn him into a trophy before your eyes." Bowser stopped in place, quaking with anger. Wolf took Bowser Jr. as he led him out at gunpoint. "Sorry, Bowser," Wolf said. He belched, and a bit of green shell left his mouth. "I'm going to blow up your ship anyway." He threw a purple grenade and shoved Bowser Jr. on the ground. He zipped out of the ship, jumping overboard and into the spaceship that hovered in the sky. He flew away, the explosion sounding behind him as a great, purple bubble emerged the area Bowser's Airship had stood.