(A/N: All right, this is the last of the scrapped scenes from the story. Are you ready for it? Let's start this scene for your viewing pleasure!)


(Bowser's airship has arrived at the Moon Kingdom, and Daisy has just refused the Soirée Bouquet that Bowser offered her.)

"Tell me, Bowser: what are those?" 'Peach' asked, pointing at some white-spotted red things in the bouquet. And these things appeared to be dangerous, for they looked as though they were trying to bite something, and they had sharp, pointy teeth.

"You know what they are, Peach. They're Piranha Plants." Bowser said.

"I know that! And if you really loved me like you say you do, you would know that I am allergic to Piranha Plants!" 'Peach' replied.

"Are you sure? You seem to be feeling okay around them..." Bowser noted.

"Well, I'm not! Do I sound okay to you?" the princess replied, her voice suddenly sounding sniffly.

"I see..." Bowser mumbled as Peach went into a sneezing fit. A few minutes later, he said, "Well, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you might as well try and build up an immunity to them right now, because I can't just take the Piranha Plants out of the bouquet. I have no other place to put them."

"Oh, yes you do! In fact, I know of a perfect place for you to put them!" 'Peach' said after recovering from a quick sneezing fit.

"You do? Okay, then. Where are they going to go?" Bowser asked.

"How about we stick them in here?!" 'Peach' suggested, snatching the Soirée Bouquet right out of Bowser's hand and... stuffing it down his pants!

"There! They can't make me sneeze now! Out of sight, out of mind!" 'Peach' smiled, sounding like she felt much better.

Bowser was stunned! He didn't expect Peach to do something like this! Was this just a part of her wedding day jitters? He certainly hoped not!

Just then, Bowser felt a sharp pain like nothing he ever felt before. He realized that because the Piranha Plants had been stuffed down his pants, they were now chomping on his... you-know-what...

Bowser not only started screaming in pain, he was singing like a chorus girl! He started reaching into his pants, trying to get the Soirée Bouquet out of there to stop the pain he was in. That was not easy, for the Piranha Plants started biting his hand as well, giving him even more pain!

Tiara had to fly back to the bride's chamber because she knew she was going to start laughing at Bowser's misery, and she didn't want him to see or hear her. Daisy was also laughing because this turned out to be something she always wanted to do to make Bowser suffer, and was he ever suffering!


It took a while before Bowser was finally able to get the Soirée Bouquet out of his pants, and when he did, he was able to hear Peach chuckling in amusement. She was actually enjoying his misery! He started glaring daggers at her, which stopped her laughter pretty quickly.

"Hey, let it be known that I am not going to get married if I'm allergic to something in my wedding bouquet! The other flowers are okay, but the Piranha Plants... NO! Absolutely not!" 'Peach' replied firmly. That was the end of that.

Bowser sighed in annoyance, then he looked down at his wedding pants for a nasty surprise. Oh no! They were completely ruined! Thanks to those stupid Piranha Plants, and Peach, his wedding pants were reduced to rags.

"Oh no! Look at this! I can't get married with my pants like this!" Bowser cried, his voice now high-pitched from the pain.

"Sure you can. Haven't you noticed that the people are usually looking at the bride when there's a wedding going on?" 'Peach' asked.

"As a matter of fact, I have! But in case you haven't noticed, that's only when the bride enters the room! When she reaches the altar, everybody looks at the bride and groom! I can't go in there and face all those people without my pants, and I'm not going to get married to you if I'm naked!" Bowser yelled.

"Okay, okay, don't lose your head. I can fix this. Do you happen to have a sewing kit anywhere on this ship?" 'Peach' asked.

Bowser thought for a moment, then brightened as he said, "Come to think of it, I do have one. And it belonged to my late wife, Clawdia Koopa. I always kept the sewing kit here on the ship so she would always have something to do in order to keep herself preoccupied during the long trips we took together on this airship. And thankfully, I kept it here even after she died."

(A/N: I know that most people tend to use this "Clawdia Koopa" character as Bowser's first wife, so I'm going by this theory, too.)

"How nice." 'Peach' said, before adding, "Now if you can go get me the sewing kit, I will sew up your pants for you."

"You will? That's great!" Bowser cheered.

"However..." 'Peach' started.

"Oh, darn it. I just knew there was going to be a catch..." Bowser muttered.

"I won't carry the Soirée Bouquet at the wedding. You'll have to find different flowers for me, but if you can't, then I just won't have a wedding bouquet. There's probably no one there I'd even want to throw the bouquet to, anyway." 'Peach' said.

"Fine! Whatever! You won't have to have a bouquet for the wedding! Just... sew up my pants, why don't you?!" Bowser said, really frustrated.

"Get me the sewing kit, and I will sew your pants." 'Peach' said.

"All right." Bowser said. As he walked off to get the sewing kit for Peach, he was grumbling about how difficult she was being, and that perhaps marrying her was a really bad idea. But no! He could not think things like that! He wanted to rule the Mushroom Kingdom, and if marrying her was the only way he'd get to achieve that, then so be it!

When Bowser returned with the sewing kit, setting it on the floor before 'Peach', the princess sat down, opened the kit, and looked through it to see that it was very well-stocked, and she said, "All right, this is very good. Your first wife must have been a good seamstress..."

"The best." Bowser said, smiling as he remembered the things she made. Then he said to Peach, "I'm sure you're good at it, too."

"We'll see..." 'Peach' said.

"Perhaps I should take these off first." Bowser suggested, referring to the pants. He really didn't want Peach to sew up the pants while he was wearing them. The way she was behaving, she might 'accidentally' jab him with the needle.

"Perhaps you should." 'Peach' replied.

The Koopa King started to take off the pants right there in front of Peach, but he suddenly stopped. He'd just had a vision of Peach kicking him in his little 'special place', where the Piranha Plants had been biting him. If he was in pain now, he really didn't want to imagine how much pain he would be in if that happened.

"Hold on a second. I think I'm going to go to my chamber and take them off there, and then you can sew them up for me." Bowser said.

"Okay. You do that." said 'Peach', although she was slightly disappointed. She was secretly hoping that he would proceed to take them off in front of her. Not because she wanted to see him without his pants (she did that earlier). It was so she could kick him in his 'special place' for being indecent enough to take off his clothes in front of a lady before they were married.

So Bowser ran to his chamber, took off the pants, and threw them outside the room for Peach to repair.

"All right. Now let's see what we're dealing with here..." 'Peach' said as she stood up, walked over to the pants, picked them up, and began to inspect the damage that was done to them as she walked back to where the sewing kit was.

The Piranha Plants, unfortunately, really did a number on Bowser's wedding pants. They had some pretty sizable holes in them. And the sewing kit didn't have any material she could use to patch the pants.

"Ohh, it looks like Bowser's wedding pants might be beyond repair. He might have to use these as rags from now on." Daisy muttered to herself as she looked at the pants. She wasn't really sure that she could properly fix them for Bowser. She sighed, figuring that she might as well give it her best shot, so she sat down, threaded a needle with white thread, and went to work, sewing up one of the holes.


Meanwhile, Bowser was looking at the place where the Piranha Plants had been biting him. It not only looked really sore, it felt that way, too, and something had to be done about it. He couldn't get married like this, but there was no way he could postpone the wedding now. Not when the venue was just a hop, skip, and a jump from his airship. Everything was all set and ready to go!

The only thing Bowser could do now was doctor his hurt area himself, but the supplies he needed were in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. He wasn't sure that it was a good idea to go to the bathroom the way that he was, because he really didn't want Peach to see him without his pants. However, there was nothing else for it.

"Maybe Peach took the pants into her chamber so she can sew them up in there, in privacy. She won't see me if she decided to do that." Bowser said to himself.

So he cautiously opened the door and had a look around. He saw that Peach, unfortunately, hadn't gone back to her chamber. She was sitting there, holding up the pants and studying them critically. But luckily, she had her back to him, so she couldn't see him.

"Okay, as long as Peach doesn't turn around, I think I'll be okay." Bowser thought. Covering up his hurt area with both hands, he tiptoed his way to the bathroom. Then he got in the room and carefully closed the door behind him for privacy.

"Good. She didn't notice me, or hear me." Bowser thought, smiling to himself as he opened up the medicine cabinet and started looking for the supplies he would need to fix his problem. It didn't take long for him to find the things he was going to need.

It took Bowser a good while to do the self-doctoring. He made a rather ham-fisted job of it, but on the plus side, he wasn't in pain anymore, much to his relief.


But after he had doctored himself, he heard a knock at the bathroom door.

"Don't come in!" Bowser shouted, his voice back to normal, now that his pain had been relieved.

"Relax, Bowser. It's only me." 'Peach's' voice replied.

"Oh, Peach. How did you know I was in here?" Bowser asked.

"The door was shut, and it's always open when unoccupied." 'Peach' answered.

"Oh. Good observation. What is it?" Bowser asked, calming down.

"I sewed up your pants for you." 'Peach' replied.

"You did? That's great! Let me see them!" Bowser said.

The door opened a crack, and he took his pants from the small hand that came in, holding them out to him.

After the door closed, Bowser inspected his pants. Hmm... they looked quite a bit smaller than they were when his tux was made. Or maybe he was just imagining that they were smaller? Perhaps he should try them on to make sure that they still fit.

Bowser had a problem when he tried to pull on his repaired pants. They didn't seem to fit him at all. What could have happened?!

"PEACH! YOU'VE GOT SOME FANCY EXPLAINING TO DO!" Bowser yelled, not realizing that Daisy was standing right outside of the room. She had anticipated that reaction from him.

"Can I help you?" 'Peach' sweetly asked from the other side of the door.

"Yes! You can explain why my wedding pants no longer fit me! What did you do to them?!" Bowser asked.

"I hate to tell you this, Bowser, but those horrid things did quite a number on your pants and put some pretty sizable holes in them. My guess is that they might have eaten some of the material to try and get out of your pants, and I sewed up the holes as best I could, but I had no material to patch the holes. That must be why your pants don't fit. That's not my fault, Bowser." 'Peach' replied.

"Oh, but it is so your fault, Peach! You're the one who went and stuffed the bouquet down my pants in the first place!" Bowser complained.

"Well, I did have another option, which was to simply flush the bouquet down the toilet, but I really didn't want to do that." 'Peach' said.

"It's a good thing you decided against doing that, Peach, because the bouquet was stolen." Bowser said.

"Oh, well. If you can't make the pants fit, then I guess you'll just have to figure something else out." 'Peach' said.

"Like what?!" Bowser asked.

"I don't know. Your pants, your call..." 'Peach' shrugged.


Bowser grumbled something about women and how useless they were. He decided he would have to make a new pair of pants out of papier-mâché. This was what he was reduced to, and he hated it. He hated the thought of walking down the aisle in pants made of papier-mâché! This whole mess was all Peach's fault.

The Broodals (Mario didn't have to fight them again after saving Peach in the Cloud Kingdom) helped him make the pants.

"Wow, Boss. How did you manage to screw dis up?" Topper asked Bowser as he and his siblings helped make the pants out of papier-mâché.

"Blame the princess. She claimed she was allergic to the Soirée Bouquet and stuffed it down my pants." Bowser said.

"Did she really do that to you?" Spewart asked, eyes wide with surprise.

"Yeah! And when she did that, the Piranha Plants not only bit me, they chewed big holes in my pants!" Bowser said.

The Broodals didn't say anything because they were trying very hard not to laugh at the thought.

"And then she offered to fix the pants, but when she did that, she didn't fix the problem! She only made it worse! Thanks to her, they didn't fit me anymore! The reason I'm reduced to papier-mâché pants is all her fault!" Bowser grumbled.

The Broodals weren't sure if Bowser should blame the princess for doing what she had done. If she really was allergic to the wedding bouquet, then that was his own fault. He should have tried to get to know her better. But they didn't dare tell him that he had no one but himself to blame for this mess he was in.

When the pants were ready, Bowser said, "Okay, Peach. We've wasted enough time as it is. Let's get in that chapel and get married already!"

(End scene)


That's that. I hope you enjoyed these deleted and scrapped scenes! Now I should also mention that this fanfic is lovingly dedicated to the memory of my late uncle Bob (1950-2022). He died while this story was in progress. 'Bite me' was his catchphrase, which Daisy said back in Chapter 5. He was one of the greatest men I've ever known, and I will never, ever forget him!