Author's Note: WOW! Okay, yes, FINALLY… an update. First off, THANK YOU for all of the faves and follows! I am floored at the support this story has gotten even without any updates. Secondly, I really apologize for not finishing this story sooner. This is NOT the last chapter, as I want to finish this off properly - think of this as the start of the third act. As for the usual excuses, well, I had a kid and have moved twice, so there's that. And now I'm about to have another kid, and my cottagecore tradwife is basically a SAHM, making me the sole provider… so, uh, woohoo?! And goodbye free time forever…. and ever… and ever… until I face the sweet release of death… ANYWAY! I dedicate this chapter to The Super Mario Bros. Movie, which was so FREAKING INCREDIBLE it got me off of my butt to finally finish this chapter, which has been a (very) long time in the making. On a side note, it's kinda funny that I picked "Fuck Her Gently" as one of the songs for Peach's playlist last chapter, given Jack Black's Bowser performance. Hahaha... And I think that was done before the casting was revealed? Um... Nintendo, if you're reading this, please don't kill me.

THANK YOU everyone for reading this far, and for your support!

Eternal Violets: I am so sorry to have kept you waiting! Hope you enjoy this chapter!

Jason: Looks like Mario isn't the only one who's been getting 'some'...

DISCLAIMER: Nothing in this fic belongs to me. All portrayals of real people are meant to be humorous in nature and do not constitute defamation.

A Quick Recap…

The year is 2018. The Super Smash Bros cast are digital beings, created and discovered by accident. They and many DLC hopefuls on loan from other companies live on a private server where they help Nintendo to beta-test SSB Ultimate before its release. However, the release of the Super Crown sparks a frenzy which has Bowser turning into Bowsette, loving her new body, and falling in love with Mario, and also features Ganon going so far as to modify its code and try to profit off of everyone itching to try it. Meanwhile, Mario and Bowsette's romance sparks Peach's jealousy. Spying on their affair causes her to reexamine her self-image and how she's treated the two over the years. After an eye-opening orgy with the hottest women on the Smash crew, Peach sneaks aboard Bowsette's airship and catches them having sex, then confesses her feelings to them. They have a wild threesome, although they're blissfully unaware that below them, on the Smashgrounds, the rest of the cast are being ravaged by extremely horny Super Crown test subjects that break free and fuck everyone senseless…

Chapter 16:

Spacetime In a Bottle

Masahiro Sakurai saw everything in fractals. He raised his hand and countless projections shot out from it, as if he were in a funhouse of mirrors.

For the first time in a long time, he was not thinking about finalizing Super Smash Bros. Ultimate. He wasn't even thinking about the fact that Shigeru Miyamoto had just fed him a mondo dose of hallucinogenic mushrooms.

He was thinking about the fact that everything was connected. Literally. The trees were living mandelbrot sets, their pulsing energies emanating life to and from their environments. He understood well and truly that he and Shigsy were spiritual beings. Sakurai recalled the time in his youth that he and a group of friends passed into a tunnel and filled it with echoes, and he saw himself interacting with base reality on subtle and mental planes.

He backed off. This was just a God complex, right? A gamer thing?

"Hey, you all right?" Shigsy handed Sakurai one of those little vitamin gel packs they love so much in ol' Nippon.

Sakurai practically inhaled it, then gulped some water.

And then another realization hit him.

Masahiro Sakurai realized that back in Kyoto, the Super Crown was about to reach critical mass.

Sakurai exploded into his pants.

Upon seeing the sudden gyration, Shigeru Miyamoto jumped back, the same confused look on his face as seen in the infamous Mega 64 video.

Shigsy flipped Sakurai around from the group photo op and took him to look at the famous Chuzenji falls, which sparkled in the mist and granted the scene an air of import.

"I'm happy you're having a moment, Hiro-kun, but we are in the middle of a nature trail…"

"The server!" Sakurai exclaimed.

Miyamoto hid the wet spot over Sakurai's jewels with his umbrella and smiled at some older ladies giving them tiger lady stares, their placid afternoon eerily disturbed.

"Breathe, Hiro-kun. Look me in the eyes."

Sakurai gathered his shit together. "It's real. They're about to overload the thing. We'll lose the entire server!"

Miyamoto laughed. "How could you possibly know that?"

But Sakurai gave him the look that he knew meant Serious Business.

"I'm too attuned to the AI. I see them all, their hopes, dreams, loves… Peach, Mario, and Bowser are having the threesome to end all threesomes… but the rest of the server… the horrors…"

He withdrew his cell phone and bowed apologetically to his mentor.

"Mr. Miyamoto, I thank you for taking care of me in this state. I apologize for being such a burden."

"Why are you being so formal? Snap back to reality, kiddo. The bus doesn't leave for another 3 hours, anyway. Just make some calls and we'll hop the bullet train straight home, aight?"

Sakurai bit his lip. "Sir, we can't wait three hours!"

Masahiro attempted to hail a taxi, but his crazed expression terrified the driver, who peed himself and took off in a fright.

Suddenly, a loud roaring engine boomed over the din, followed by a whistle.

The engine could only be that of a Formula Atlantic 4AGE motor that revs up to 11,000 rpm, and the vehicle it belonged to, a Toyota Corrola AE86 designed exactly like the one used by Takumi Fujiwara in Initial D, pulled up right alongside the two veteran game designers.

The driver's side window cranked down, and after a huge plume of cannabis smoke emerged from the vehicle, greeting them was none other than Legend of Zelda producer Eiji Aonuma, with Super Mario Bros. producer Yoshiaki Koizumi riding shotgun.

"What's up, losers?" Aonuma joked. "Need a lift?"

Sakurai blinked twice. "Am I hallucinating?!"

But Miyamoto just laughed. "Oh, Aonuma-san, I should have known you'd never have come to Nikko without doing the Irohazuka drift challenge!"

"We were just going to race, sir," said Koizumi, stepping out of the vehicle and crossing the street to where his yellow Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution VII awaited. "Aonuma-san was giving me a ride to my whip, and we were gonna do a money match—"

"I never knew you were such gearheads!" said Sakurai. "Or potheads!"

Miyamoto bonked Hiro-kun on the head. "Keep it down, kid! Do you want to make some retired old lady faint and/or call the cops? You wouldn't be surprised if you weren't so damn overworked! Sorry, guys, but this money match will have to wait. We've got an emergency back at the server, guys! Let's-a go for a ride!"

And so Mario, Peach, and Bowsette did fuck, and suck, and pass around the two Super Crowns, and have every variation of the threesome imaginable.

Bowsette swapped to Bowser and railed a very willing Marioette while Peach sat on Marioette's face while making out with Bowser.

Bowsette's digital bedroom was tailor-made for such pleasures, so in addition to any toy they might want, the threesome swapped around the backgrounds with virtual tennis courts, castles, golf courses, and even Super Smash Bros. arenas. Bowsette and Peach took turns between customizable private sex dungeons.

As you might imagine, this went on for quite some time. To them, time ceased to exist as they savored every last moment of every last lovemaking session.

But time passed rather differently in the outside world.

Unbeknownst to the three lovers, the stress to the server caused by the Super Crown orgy happening far below them caused a total time-warp.

The Digital Beings' new and ever-outrageous sex acts splintered the server and created a sort of digital time-bubble where time slowed to a crawl (like a computer having a sudden RAM drain).

Due to a memory leak, for every minute Bowsette, Peach, and Mario were together, an hour passed down in the Smashgrounds. So while their fucking seemed to last for weeks versus what we would call real-time, the rest of the server was completely overclocked beyond belief.

At long last, the trio took a break in their fantabulous fuckfest. They took long, hot, soothing Epsom salt baths, cleansed (and touched one another) in Bowsette's sauna, duplicated the Super Crown so they were all wearing it and gave themselves tantric massages, and then after they got dressed in some nightgowns, the trio finally took a break to smoke some ganja that Mario scored off King Dedede.

Mario took off the Super Crown to relieve the tension Marioette's breasts had put on his back, and to do some warm-ups.

"Does this thing… give you hallucinations?" Peach asked the others, skeptically. She was fluffing out her hair with constant brushing.

"Sometimes," replied Bowsette, still lusting after her companions. Even through what seemed to them somewhere between days and weeks of nonstop, absolutely transcendent sex, she never tired of looking at Peach's and Mario's hot bodies.

Neither did Mario, who spanked both women on the buttocks.

"We're-a here for you, Peachie, if things get weird."

Bowsette laughed. As Bowser, she'd had her share of bad trips. "I didn't peer pressure you, did I, Princess?"

"No, my queen," she jested, an inside joke that even the Author didn't know about.

"Hang on!" Mario exclaimed. "We're almost out of organic mint gelatin!"

Both Bowsette and Peach gasped.

"Then what will we have on our grass-fed, hand-massaged wagyu lamb chops?" asked Bowsette, who reached for the intercom. "Hey, who's on crew right now? Where's our custom-tailored meals?!"

"Uh, sorry, your Queeniness," the distressed voice of Kamek sounded out. "The kitchen's been scrambling, and we're missing some of the key ingredients for hollandaise sauce…"

"Land the ship!" Peach exclaimed. "We must have the perfect hollandaise sauce! To go without mint gelatin is one thing, but the fragile image of an endless sexual paradise without consequence that we've cultivated is on the verge of bursting!"

Mario was a bit taken aback at his companions' culinary demands, but did agree that you really can't have Crab Imperial without some excellent hollandaise sauce.

And so, Bowsette's Airship signaled its landing at Bowser's Castle, one of the taller floating isles surrounding the main Smashgrounds complex, which was essentially a large island with a huge palace, with countless kart tracks, gyms, arenas, and the like.

It was quite foggy, and no signal Koopas could be seen. That was weird. There should have been someone at the hangar or rooftop helipad. In fact, the place looked downright abandoned. As they got closer, Bowsette gasped. The stony facade was painted hot pink, and every statue of Bowser had its head chopped off.

"Who's responsible for this?!" Bowsette roared, but no one answered.

Peach squinted as she peered through her binoculars. She looked off towards her own castle, which seemed unrecognizable. Its surroundings appeared to be rather filled with women.

"Something unusual is happening… wait, is that a pool party in my garden?!"

As the airship moved towards Peach's Castle, a most shocking sight awaited them. Princesses. Endless princesses.

Princesses at tea parties, gathered at tables, at hairdressers, at the shops run by the Able Sisters, snapping endless selfies of one another, giggling while sipping rare vintages.

Princesses admiring statues of themselves.

Princesses making out with other princesses in hot tubs, while streaming to other princesses and begging for subscriptions.

Hapless Peachettes, Koopaettes, and other NPCs were rushing back and forth to wait on the other princesses, tooth and nail. Even the Piranha Plantette was flashing her spiky teeth. There wasn't a living thing in sight without a Super Crown above their heads.

"What happened?!" Bowsette screamed, shocked beyond belief.

Peach fainted from the horrors of the seemingly endless transformations of the Super Smash Bros. cast and DLC hopefuls.

Mario caught her, and his red cap and shiny nose elicited gasps from the Princesses down below.

"A MAN!" the Male Wii Fit Trainerette shrieked, cowering behind the Female Wii Fit Trainerette, hiding behind her Peach-like hair and crown.

The Princesses all fell into a frenzied panic.

"HE MUST ASSIMILATE!" demanded a husky-voiced biker girl - this was Warioette, whose chopper rode across a rooftop and drove off the ledge. She farted out perfume and grabbed the ledge of Bowsette's airship.

"Oh no, you don't!" Bowsette showered Warioette with her fire breath, singing her black hair and causing her to scream "WAAAAAAAaaaaa~~~~" as she plummeted down onto her soft buttocks, tearing her too-tight leather bodysuit.

Just then, the deafening roar of two Arwings in formation whooshed by, along with a series of blasts from their Hyper Lasers.

Mario and Bowsette dodged the blasts, but banded together atop the now-flaming airship. Mario shook Peach awake.

"What's the deal?!" Bowsette yelled at the Arwing pilots.

"You're in Paradiso Airspace now!" Foxette exclaimed, circling back for another pass.

"Surrender and be spared!" Falcoette added, batting her eyelashes.

"We did nothing wrong!" Peach cried out. "There has to be a mistake!"

Just then, Linkette flew in on her Paraglider, squeezing her knees so as to protect the now-uncensored area beneath her skirt.

"LINK! STOP THIS!" Peach cried, yanking out a turnip.

"Excuse us, Princess!" Linkette replied, now nearing the ledge.

Mario grabbed Peach and tossed her towards the ledge. Peach flung the vegetable at Linkette, who dodged it but ended up right into Mario's forward-air, which sent her flying off the side of the flaming airship where she smacked her face on the asphalt below.

But it was no use. Olimarette had landed on deck, and a whole ton of Pikmin were challenging the onboard crew and breaking apart Bowsette's beautiful airship.

"Abandon ship!" Bowsette screamed after her fire breath toasted a bunch of Pikmin. She pulled both Peach and Mario into a flying Koopa Clown Copter.

They escaped just in time, as Zeldaette had just arrived on the scene, having teleported onto the falling airship. Villagerette and Snakette were not far behind, using their recovery moves to climb the altitude.

Peach smackced Zeldaette in the face with her frying pan, then apologized to her bestie.

"Grab her crown!" Mario told Peach. "Maybe we can save her!"

But Zeldaette held fast to the crown above her head, then teleported away before they could do any more damage.

"Seems they have some sort of intelligence," said Bowsette.

Bowsette's Clown Copter was assaulted on all sides. Eggmanette cackled terrifyingly as she swung a giant wrecking ball at them. Dr. Wilyette was close behind, narrowly missing them with electric blasts. Zero Suit Samusette gave chase in her gunship, but Queen Dededette, zipping by on a Warp Star, accidentally clove through one of its boosters, sending them both tumbling through the clouds.

Their enemies were so numerous, they were knocking each other out of the sky.

Even so, there seemed to be no way out of the horde of Princesses.

But then, someone flashed a light at them.

"Someone's signaling to us!" Peach pointed out.

The shimmering was inexplicably coming from one of the dungeon windows atop a spire in a very abandoned-looking Bowser's Castle.

Mario squinted. "Is that some kind of code?"

"It's Morse Code for 'S.O.S.'!" Bowsette yelled as she roasted Vilagerette. "We need to get down there!"

A grizzled tough-girl, Snakette tried to land on the Koopa Clown Copter with a forward-aerial kick, but Mario's fireball canceled the kick out and Peach smacked Snakette with her crown, sending the wailing gray princess flying into Fox's Arwing, which skewered her before spinning out of control and grazing Wolfette's Wolfen ship, taking both out of the air temporarily.

Seeing as how their closest pursuers were several hundred feet away, Bowsette used her fire breath on several smoke bombs she kept onboard the Koopa Clown Copter to cover their descent, then grabbed onto both Mario and Peachette for dear life.

"What are we doing?!" Peach asked.

"You're the one with the parasol, darling," said Bowsette with a kiss on her cheek.

"I don't know if it's rated to take this much weight…" said Peach, but upon seeing the urgency in her lovers' eyes, took a deep breath and whipped out her parasol.

"On three!" said Bowsette, but Mario leaped suddenly off the Clown Copter and unfurled his yellow cape.

Peach guided them with her parasol. Mario's cape helped them to steer, while Bowsette used short bursts of her flaming breath to create hot air below both of their magical accessories and keep them from plummeting.

Bowsette had set the Clown Copter to gain altitude, but it didn't get far before the Halberd blasted it out of the sky.

They were just fifty feet away from the window now, but flaming chunks rained down on the hapless trio. Peach's parasol was torn, as was Mario's cape.

It seemed like they weren't going to make it, but at that moment, they heard the familiar revving of a motor, and an unmistakable laugh.

A ramp extended from the window.

A tough-looking Bowser Junior drove his Koopa Clown Car over the ramp like a bat out of hell. It fell to its doom, but he leaped from it just in time, throwing a lasso with ultimate precision at Bowsette's spiky tail.

There was a yank, then yells and groans from the other end of the rope.

Bowser Junior, Bowsette, Mario, and Peach swung, then slammed face-first into the stone tower.

Or at least, they would have, if Shadow the Hedgehog had not caught them with Chaos Control and helped them into a lower window.

They got out of sight just in time. Someone had continued throwing smoke bombs from the upper window.

Eggmanette, Dr. Wilyette, and the Arwings and Wolfen patrolled the skies, aided by searchlights.

Peach, Mario, and Bowsette stood, dazed, to regard their saviors.

Shadow, who appeared much weaker than he ever had before, had stepped aside to brush himself off and look all cool, but Bowser Junior was somehow even cooler. The kid hocked a loogie and spat it into a spitoon. His Sharpie'd on stubble gave him an air of maturity that even a fake eyepatch couldn't take away.

"Well, well, well, it sure took you long enough," said Bowser Junior.

"Junior?!" said Bowsette, stunned to the quick. "I… I barely recognize you…"

"We're not gonna have a Tron Legacy moment here," said Junior. "You've got a lotta explainin' to do!"

But by this time, the door slammed open, and who else but Banjo was waiting on the other side. He held a fully-cocked Kazooie under his arm like a rifle - she was ready to spit some eggs.

"YUH-HUH!" the bear yelled.

"PRINCESSES!" Kazooie screamed, but Banjo shushed her.

"HOLD YOUR FIRE!" Junior and Shadow yelled in unison. The exertion caused Shadow to lean against the wall in exhaustion and slump down onto his heinie.

"Are you okay?!" Peach asked, moving to help Shadow.

"Fine," said the hedgehog, who coughed up red pixels. "Server's horribly fragmented. Barely holding together. We have been unable to heal properly. We're falling apart here."

"What happened?!" said Mario. "I don't understand! It's-a like a whole new Smashgrounds! Where's-a Luigi?!"

"Luigi was one of the first ones lost," said Isabelle, shuddering at the memory. "The first of them did... unspeakable things to him..."

"So he's a princess, too?!" Mario wailed. "Oh-a no..."

"How long were we gone?" asked Peach, who was evidently the smartest of the trio and had deduced that there was a serious time discrepancy going on.

"Try fifteen years, Your Highness," said a tiny voice behind Banjo. The bear stood aside, and the newcomers regarded none other than a battle-hardened Isabelle, whose exhausted expression said it all. Dark circles colored her beady little eyes, and her usually cheery demeanor had been replaced by a dead-serious face covered in war paint and soot. One ear was missing and her typically pristine outfit was stained with blood.

"Isabelle?!" Bowsette cried. "What happened?! Why are you all injured?"

"You happened!" Bowser Junior yelled right in his parent-figure's face. "You and your stupid, selfish, salacious sexytime! How did you not notice what was happening to us?! I HATE YOU ALL!"

And with that, Junior flung a hammer at Bowsette, who caught it effortlessly with her tail. "Junior, wait!"

But the kid had stormed out the door and slammed it behind him, nearly catching Isabelle in the slam.

"Believe it or not, this is a good day for him," said Isabelle with the faintest of smiles. "Somehow, none of our damage regenerates anymore. And if we ever got KO'd, we'd just respawn at the Smashgrounds. And they have sentries there. They'd capture us… and turn us into… into…"

"Them…" Tails completed the sentence. His fur was scuffed and turning gray and one of his tails was bandaged and recovering. "They turn us into them. And that means total assimilation. All our other friends have been tortured and forced into their ways."

"Fifteen years…" Peach whispered. "How is that possible? We were only gone for a few days… a week at most…"

The door slammed open again. This time, Peach's heart nearly stopped.

Princess Daisy, untouched by the Super Crown, clad in her biker outfit, stood and stared them all down.

"You've got a lot of nerve coming here…" she said to them all in turn, but it was clear that tears were forming in her eyes. "You crazy bitches! How are you here?!"

Daisy then ran to embrace Peach, and burst into tough girl sobs.

"It's been so hard…" Daisy's lip quivered, then whispered, "And I'm not talking about my nipples… We'd given up all hope that you'd return…"

"At least you're okay," Peach said, returning the embrace.

"We'll get Luigi back," Mario reassured Daisy. Bowsette nodded her assent to the statement, still stunned by all that was happening.

Mario looked around at the others who were gathered. They looked at them with a mixture of hope and fear.

In addition to Shadow, Isabelle, Daisy, and Tails, the only other ally present was Yoshi, whose eyes had long been blinded. He was mumbling at the ground, rocking back and forth, his mind seemingly broken.

"This… this can't be everyone…" said Bowsette.

"There's the Doom Slayer and Lloyd Irving, but they're stuck in Mii Costume form, and badly hurt. They mostly cook and clean for us. We also have Chibi-Robo and Mega Man. They're doing some recon. There's rumors of- ah," Daisy said, interrupting herself as spotlights reflected off of Bowsette's shell. Their pursuers were getting closer. "Come on, let's get back to our actual hideout."

Daisy and the others led the three newcomers down a Warp Pipe and into their underground base, which was kitted out like a combination of a war room, a fallout shelter, and an armory.

"Apparently Nintendo's working on getting Goldeneye 007 on their Switch Online service," said Isabelle.

"Our gain," Daisy added. "Thanks to Tails' hacking skills, we've got guns from Goldeneye, Winbackers, and Sin and Punishment recently added to our arsenal."

"A shame we don't have a BFG," said Lloyd to the Doom Slayer, who gave him a friendly shoulder punch.

"A pleasure to finally meet you all," Lloyd said to Mario, Peach, and Bowsette as he shook their hands in turn.

"And there was an intercepted message," said Tails. "We think Mr. Sakurai was trying to call us or warn us about something. That was… was it months, or years ago?"

"Who cares?" cawed Kazooie. "We're all doomed!"

"This can't last forever," Peach observed.

"No, it can't, princess," said Tails, checking the real-time server stats. "In fact, ever since you guys have landed, the entire server's gone off the deep end. Glitches galore. Even Nintendo and Bandai-Namco's infrastructure won't be able to handle the overload. And the corruption is spreading to digital beings in other realms. If this goes on, the entire game of Super Smash Bros. Ultimate will be irreparably corrupted. Years of development, lost forever. And there's… well, there's the potential for something worse."

"What could possibly be worse?!" Bowsette asked, overwhelmed with emotion.

"Our digital identities might be corrupted, too. We might die. Cease to exist."

"But how?! How did it get so bad?!" asked Peach. "I'm not that bad, am I?!"

"These princesses aren't reflections of you anymore," said Isabelle. "They're all glitched up. Maybe something to do with modifications done to the Super Crown. They think that the world ought to be remade in their image."

"Then we need to stop them!" Bowsette and Mario said together.

A slow clap emanated from the shadows.

Bowser Junior walked down an unseen flight of steps in the corner. He lit his face with a fire rod.

"All hail our saviors!" he sneered sarcastically. "Now just why didn't we think of that?! Oh, well, maybe because we're surrounded thousands to one and have no way of retaliating without being captured and forced into a re-education program?! How wonderful of ya to finally join the resistance!"

"Junior," Bowsette said, "Junior, I'm sorry. You're right - Ganonette never would have gone this far if I hadn't pushed her... if I hadn't… this was all my fault. All of this time, I was just thinking of myself…"

Junior didn't expect this. He took a pause to consider his parental figure's words, which cut him deeply.

"You couldn't-a known, da- I mean, mommy..." Junior began. "And I'm sorry... 'bout what I said. I know all you wanted was to be happy... I can't fault ya for that..."

Junior broke out in tears. Bowsette got on her knees and opened her arms to Junior.

"There, there. C'mon, kid..." she whispered in her husky voice. "Let it all out."

But Bowser Junior just bit his lip. The poor kid was nearly hysterical. "I... I wanna hug you... but I don't know if I'm ready..."

"Of course, dear," said Bowsette, tucking her hair behind her ear in a nervous gesture. "I'm sorry..."

"OH! What are we gonna do, mommy?!" Junior screamed. "THE SERVER'S GONNA BLOW! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE! WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?!"

"I don't know!" Bowsette screamed, flames sizzling between her teeth. "Thirty minutes ago, I was…"

"We had no idea," said Mario. "Our-a heads were-a literally in the clouds."

"We've got each other," said Peach. "And that's enough for a fighting chance. Tails, do you think that if we snap enough princesses out of their spells, we'll have a chance?"

Tails shrugged. "Theoretically? It's worth a shot. It would definitely free up some RAM. But there's just... so many of them."

"Then we'll-a need reinforcements," said Mario. "Are there any other survivors out there?"

"Well, there is Peachette…" said Daisy.

A strange hush fell over the room.

"Umm, okay?" Bowsette queried. "And?"

"And we don't… really talk about Peachette," said Tails.

"STOP! Please!"

Deep within the nearly-frozen airship, Chromette begged as Peachette pulled the lever again.

Hanging upside down with her panties showing , the blue-haired princess bobbed and screamed and threw up as a half dozen Chain Chompettes leaped into the air and nearly bit through her scalp from tearing at her hair.

"As much as I enjoy this, Chromette, you can end it right now! Just tell me where Ganonette is! I just wanna have a talk with her! C'mon!"

"I don't know! Nobody knows where she is! Aiiieeee!"

Peachette had tossed a spear into Chromette's left tit. It punctured the soft flesh and the poor princess began bleeding out.

"You're just as bad a liar as the others!" Peachette barked, but knew it was probably true. The other princesses either had Ganonette kept under lock and key, or else hidden away in some bubble server. In her years of torturing captured victims, she hadn't gotten any closer to discovering the source of the server's mayhem.

"I'm the only person the Super Crown was meant for," said Peachette through gritted teeth. "All of you are ruining it! If everyone's a princess, then no one is! And they're gonna stop using this mechanic in the future, all 'coz you couldn't keep from playing with other people's toys!"

She dunked Chromette again. The poor princess screamed in agony.

"DEEP DOWN, YOU'RE STILL JUST TOADETTE! These damned toys don't belong to you!"

Chromette was right there. But Peachette had suffered. She'd done her time. She had had her memory wiped out due to the Super Crown's corruption. She had felt powerless, and hopeless, and struggled in that dark room to escape, to find herself, for many months… she'd been mauled by the Chompette many times, but finally, slowly, gained her trust… and used her to escape… but deep down, somewhere primal, she had never forgotten how good it felt to be a princess, to be attractive and cool, to be meme-worthy, to become a beloved fan figure overnight, and to do fun sexy things, and pretend at humanity.

"I won't go back to being Toadette! NEVER! Not if I have to take this whole server down with me!"

Chromette screamed and cried out. Peachette could not stand the sound anymore, and finally had her Chain Chompettes back off. She whipped out an Ice Flower, froze Chromette, then slapped her back into her freezer, which doubled as a cryogenic storage chamber for her many victims. Peachette then went into the captain's cabin which functioned as her bedroom, where she turned on the radio, scanned the many channels, and listened out for any possible news.

It was quiet for a while.

Peachette left it on the Arwings' frequency. She made some tea and poured a bunch of whisky in it. Then she heard chatter. There was much commotion on the channels, and the voices were fuzzy from the static.

"A NON-PRINCESS! NON-PRINCESS SPOTTED!"

"One of the suspects has a moustache! Repeat! A moustache!"

"Switching to All-Range mode!"

"They're heading to Bowser's Castle!"

Flames lit up in Peachette's eyes. She armed herself with an Arctic Warfare Magnum and set her scope to look out of the high tower of her cloaked mobile airship, which sat stealthily within a smiling Super Mario Bros. cloud. She scanned the horizon, followed the ensuing action, and witnessed Mario, Peach, and Bowsette escaping into the Bowser's Castle tower.

Peachette ventured ever closer. She heard them talk about returning to a secret base and leaving the room.

Peachette salivated with anticipation.

The last remaining holdouts are weak. And as for the trinity of fools? Their love for one another is their weakness. If I can threaten either Mario, Peach, or Bowsette, I can force them to obey me as the leader of the resistance…

Utilizing her float ability, Peachette floated over to the window and discreetly followed them down the stairs and into the Warp Pipe.

A/N: Thank you so so so very much for reading! Reviews keep me going, so please let me know what you thought of this latest chapter with reviews, and please follow for updates! The two-parter finale is gonna be action-packed!