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My Halloween tradition of redoing my King Boo profile pic continues. This time a combo of the King Boo from Luigi's Mansion and the one from Sunshine. Happy 11th day of Halloween!
I'm so behind on Nintendo news apparently because I only learned last night that there's a Switch remake for Thousand Year Door. But in the English version they didn't censor Vivian being trans this time so yay!
Summary: The Grand Prix's held in winter this time. Bowser doesn't fair well in the cold.
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The cold seeped into every inch of Bowserâs being, settling deep into his bones. It took every ounce of his self control to keep his shivering to what was hopefully an invisible minimum. Why did the damn Grand Prixhave to be held in winter this year? There was simply no need. Yeah, the Xmas lights were pretty but not exactly the kind of thing one typically thought of for racing.
Of course Mario with his warm blood and fuzzy coat didnât look the least bit bothered by the cold. Punching him for that would be nice but would get Bowser kicked. He was not going to let all the effort and suffering heâd already put into this damn thing go to waste just because he was annoyed at Mario.
Instead he huffed and looked towards the other racers mingling about, waiting for the call to push their karts onto the track. He shuffled his feet, trying to make it look like impatience instead of the desperate attempt to get some feeling back into his feet that it was. After the race though he was totally going toâŚ
âYou okay?â
Bowser almost flinched as he looked the green Mario brother whoâd apparently come up to stand next to him. âWhat?â
âAre you okay?â
âWhy are you asking?â It had to be a trap, right? He was looking for weakness.
Greenie shifted, breaking eye contact. âItâs cold and uh, from what I understand youâre cold blooded so the cold is even worse for you. So I figured Iâd come over and ask how you were doing.â
As far as Bowser could tell he seemed sincere in his concern but that didnât mean that he was. Heâd learned the hard way early on that sometimes people liked to lie and take advantage of others, especially people in positions of power such as himself. No matter how hard he tried, heâd never gotten good at spotting when someone was trying such a thing and thus made it a rule to never fully trust anyone other than Kamek and the kids. So whatever Greenie was trying here, he wasnât going to fall for.
âIâm fine.â He put a slight growl in his voice, making Greenie flinch a little. âI breath fire, remember? So Iâm plenty warm.â He let out a small puff of it to prove his point. It provided only a small burst of warmth to his face and mouth though as it didnât ignite anywhere inside him. Measly humans shouldnât know that though.
âOh, uh, I guess so, huh? Well, good luck.â Greenie gave him a thumbs up before turning and fleeing. What had he even been trying to get out of Bowser? He was so far down in the rankings, getting Bowser out somehow wouldnât have helped him much. Maybe it was for Marioâs sake. ⌠Yeah, probably. No way was he genuine.
Bowser shuffled his feet again. The damn race better start soon before he froze solid. Driving with numb hands and feet was going to suck but heâd managed up until now somehow even if just barely keeping himself in the running. All he had to do this race was come in place ahead of Mario and his final score would be higher than Marioâs. Winning the whole tournament â something only possible if he made first this race and the current leader scored low â would be ideal but beating Mario was what mattered most. He could do that at least, no matter how cold it got. He had this in the bag⌠basically.
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A hand shook him, pulling him towards consciousness. He couldâve fought it and almost did but a voice accompanied it. The words he didnât understand, they were in a different language, the voice though, he did. Marioâs brother⌠Luigi was his name, wasnât it? Odd that it would come back to him now but such was often the way with remembering forgotten words.
He sounded worried. Why would he sound worried about Bower taking a nap when he was so tired he clearly needed the sleep? Heck why would he sound worried about Bowser at all?
It was odd enough to spur Bowser into clawing the rest of the way awake himself. His eyes fluttered open to see Luigi looking down at him, his frantic expression matching his worried exactly.
âOh, thank goodness youâre not dead,â he said. âIâd thought for a moment Iâd let you go too easy andâŚâ He let out a sigh, cutting himself off.
âWhat happened? And why canât I feel anything.â Everywhere he wasnât numb he was so cold he couldnât feel anything else.
âYou crashed into a snow bank. It shouldnât have hurt you much but you didnât get up and it collapsed back onto you and you still didnât move. And then I remembered what Iâd worried about earlier before the race and I thought for a second you were freezing to death so I rushed over toâŚâ
âI am,â Bowser interrupted his worried ramblings.
âHuh?â
âFreezing to death.â Prior Grand Prixs had had single tracks in cold places, all of which had sucked and been hard to get through but he was tough and stubborn. Every single race being cold though and there being no real warmth in between them, it compounded into a serious problem for anyone cold blooded. Itâs why he was the only one in the race who was. Heâd thought he could handle it long enough to get through it but seems Kamek had been right again and he couldnât. And now not only had he humiliated himself but was going to die for it. Already sleepiness pulled at him again, threatening to pull him under against his will.
âAh, mamma mia!â Luigi mumbled something else in Italian before standing and shaking himself off. âOkay, okay. Iâll⌠hook you to the back of my car and pull you out and get you somewhere warm and thenâŚâ
âWhy? Wouldnât it be easier to let me die?â
Luigi, already moving back towards his car, gasped but didnât pause. âThat would be wrong.â
âI donât want to be in your debt.â Heâd almost rather die than let someone save him just so they could extract something from him. Only almost though which is why he didnât try to fight when Luigi returned to him with a chain. It had a hook on the end for towing.
Luigi didnât respond as he hooked the chain to the inside of Bowserâs shell. His exact expression was still hard to read but he looked more determined than scared now. A new look for him, normally he was a scaredy-cat. Seems he had a backbone after all.
âCan you at least try to take me somewhere where no one will see?â Probably a futile ask but heâd never live it down if Mario saw him almost frozen to death, curled up in his shell as it was dragged behind Luigiâs car.
âI suppose I could. Weâll have to go off road a bit but thereâs a cabin not far from here. You could start a fire in the fireplace to warm yourself until youâre no longer immediately in danger. Iâll have to come back for your car but I wouldâve anyway.â
Which would put Bowser even further into his debt. Not a good scenario but his fate was already sealed on that and it was better than allowing everyone else to see him like this. So⌠âThanks,â he said before pulling as much of himself into his shell as he could. He was still too stiff and frozen to get all the way into it but it should still make getting dragged along by the chain a bit easier to bear.
Perhaps if he were lucky Luigi was sincere in his implied motivation being nothing more than being a good guy. Probably not but it sure would be nice if such was the case.
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I just got done watching the Mario movie and it's pretty good I liked it. Which is about what everyone else I've seen talking about it said too. Parts of it were rushed which kinda annoyed me but its for the sake of run time so let it go. And there weren't any additional Bowiugi moments that weren't in the trail but I didn't expect there to be too much more of that anyway for obvious reasons. It being canon isn't something I'd actually want anyway, as much as I love it (I'm still working on Bowser's Castle, I promise, just slowly T.T). And Chris Pratt's voice is till very 'meh' but I knew that going in so it's whatever.
I loved all the references to the games though, the sound effects, the music, and the environments. All that was a lot of fun and absolutely delightful. Bowser was great of course and bonus: he plays the piano and sings which is very đ to me as someone who writes Mario fic. Also, new ship unlocked: Donkey Kong and Mario. They had some nice enemies to lovers potential going on there with the ways they interacted. Am I'm going to do any content for them? Maybe. Super Mario isn't currently my main fandom but it's definitely one of my staple fandoms so I might write them in the future. I do intend to try to draw something though, no promises because art hard.
[A/N] I said I wanted to update again at the end of January or start of February and I am! Yay! Even despite the fact that I don't have as much of a backlog as I would've liked before posting another chapter. But I kept my sort of promise and I am working on this fic again, just slowly because it's not my main project. So when's the next chapter going to come out? I have no idea. It might be a while though if I decide I want to get a good backlog of chapters going again before updating so don't hold your breath. I'm excited to be working on this fic again though.
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âWeâve managed to cast basic protections over the castle. Of course, making exceptions for our boos and dry-bones is something weâre still working on. I have also found a suitable candidate to spy on the Boo Kingdom, ready to be seen by you at your leisure, sir.â
As Kamek spoke Bowser paced in what little space the secret room behind the throne room had to offer. He stopped now to look at Kamek, standing in front of the part of the wall that turned into the door. âThatâs it?â Itâd been more than a week since the whole thing with Luigi and King Boo, Bowser had expected more. âHe didnât show up at all?â
âI wouldâve informed you if he had.â
If it were Bowser, heâd have gone for vengeance the next day. ⌠Maybe that was why he struggled to properly enact his vengeance so much though. Perhaps taking time to properly plan and do whatever King Boo was doing was the way to get things done. ⌠Nah! Heâd lost to Luigi three out of four times, not a good win rate at all. Bowserâs way was still clearly superior. King Boo was not only being a fool in whatever patient planning he was going for he was also being a pain. Bowser wanted his easy victory sooner rather than later; he was starting to get bored of this.
âDamn coward.â With a huff Bowser started pacing again. Why had he decided to hold this meeting here again? Itâs not like a spy overhearing it would have anything useful to pass on to anyone. âSend the boo spy to me tomorrow around noon.â He wasnât in the mood to deal with that right now.
âNoted. Now, out of curiosity, how goes your plan with Luigi?â
Bowser stopped pacing again to looking properly down at Kamek. âYouâve seen it so you tell me.â He may have originally invited Luigi to dine at his table purely on a whim but it had proved to be a genius move in that it had set a precedent to invite him every night. After being fed such great food and treated like a high-ranking minion, Luigi had to be so thoroughly on Bowserâs side by now heâd probably be almost willing to betray Mario.
âI still have my doubts and believe youâre being friendlier with him than is wise. Even if we did save him and even if he is now officially your minion, heâs still Marioâs brother and thus not to be trusted.â No doubt thatâs why heâd asked the question because heâd wanted a chance to say that. He almost never agreed with Bowserâs intuition about people and always went out of his way to make that known. Yeah sure, he was often right, but this time he was wrong. âLetting him stay at the castle is one thing but having him dine with us and letting the kids talk to him unsupervised as much as they have been may not be a good idea. It puts him in a good position to spy on us even more than whatever spy the Mushroom Kingdom already has watching us.â
Maybe he had a point but Bowser had already made his decision. âI have it under control.â During the occasional run in and sub-sequent conversations theyâd had, Bowser was careful not to reveal anything important â he always was when it came to practically everyone except for Kamek and sometimes the kids. Rarely was anything important discussed at dinner. And the kids were all smart enough to know not to tell secrets to just anyone⌠probably anyway.
Kamek was silent for a few seconds before replying. âOf course you do. Your people skills are as sharp as your spikes, Your Royal Astuteness. Now sir, if weâre done here, I have work to get back to.â
âYeah, yeah, dismissed.â
With a wave of his wand Kamek vanished in a puff of smoke. Bowser took a step towards the secret door, lifting a hand to open it but paused before actually doing so. His spikes werenât sharp; maintaining them as such was more effort than he was willing to put in. Did Kamek know that though? ⌠Maybe not, they did look sharp after all and thus it was an easy assumption to make.
With a shrug, he opened the door and stepped out. He waited for the wall to finish closing behind him before stepping out from behind the throneâs dais. He intended to keep going and head off to take his boredom induced frustration out on something but paused instead as his eyes met the goombaâs standing in the middle of the room. It was too late to pretend he hadnât seen them either, they were already rushing over.
âLord Bowser sir! Marioâs here! He said heâs come to save his brother. But E. Gaddâs here too and said not to worry about him and that he would make sure he didnât cause trouble. We werenât sure what to do and they were insistent about being let in and E. Gaddâs never been barred entry before so we let them in. Captain sent me to tell you but that was a while ago because no one could find you so I donât know whatâs going on anymore.â They spoke so fast it was almost hard to understand their words especially as they hopped from to foot during their whole spiel.
Normally Bowser wouldâve been furious to learn that Mario had been just let into the castle basically uncontested. This time though he had a surprise weapon. It was a bit earlier than he wouldâve liked but whatever, King Boo was failing to show up to finish being dealt with while Mario had delivered himself to his doorstep. Heâd gladly accept the opportunity to rub Luigi being on his side and his minion in Marioâs face. âIâll handle it.â
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The green dress did actually look good on Luigi, better than Peachâs. Heâd never had a problem with wearing dresses but also heâd never had one fitted specifically for him. It made more of a difference than he wouldâve thought both in terms of how it looked as he examined himself in the newly added full-length mirror and how it felt on his body as he swiveled the skirts a bit. It was comfortable and looked good. Heâd have to thank the tailors later when heâŚ
The bedroom door slammed open. He yelped, already gathering his skirts up so they wouldnât trip him as he ran away from the danger even as he turned to look at it.
âLuigi!â Mario shouted as he jumped in.
Letting out a heavy shaky breath, Luigi relaxed as Mario ran over to give him a hug. Theyâd talked on the phone almost every day but it somehow felt like a long time since theyâd last seen each other in person.
âIâm here to rescue you!â Mario said as he stepped back, grabbing onto Luigiâs wrist to try to tug him towards the door.
Luigi pulled back. âI donât need saving.â Heâd already been saved.
Mario scowled but obediently let go of Luigiâs wrist for now. âItâs Bowser though, Bowser.â
âWeâve been over this.â Several times on the phone until Mario had seemed to drop but apparently heâd only been biding his time until he got here in person to bring it up again. âBut, uh, now that youâre here in person I can finally tell youâŚâ Luigi took a step closer and leaned in, lowering his voice to a whisper. âI was thinking that I could spy on him for you.â Bringing up his vague idea to convince Bowser to be better likely wouldnât be met favorably by Mario and thus there was no need to bring it up when things were already this tense. âSo that Iâm not being totally useless while hiding here. I think Iâm actually in a good position toâŚâ
âNo. Itâs too dangerous.â
Despite his initial relief Luigi was already tense again and had to struggle to keep a calm demeanor. âLeaving is whatâs too dangerous. King Booâs still out there. And heâs mad at me still⌠even more than before. If I leave heâll get me for sure.â
âNo, no.â Mario shook his head as if to emphasis his point. âWe know what to expect now so we can fight him off when he shows his face again. You donât gotta rely on Bowser and Kamek.â
âWe already talked aboutâŚâ
A familiar bark cut him off, making him jump to look at the door again. Polterpup barked again before rushing over to zip around Luigi and Mario in a circle a few times before lifting his paws up onto Luigi in demand of pets. Which he got of course even if, seemingly unlike him, Luigi hadnât gotten over their last encounter. Obviously the bite had been for King Boo but it had still hurt and even now still wasnât fully healed yet. He was a good boy though, deserving of a bone if only Luigi had one.
âHey, sonny.â
Once more Luigiâs gaze was drawn to the door. E. Gadd now stood within it, breathing heavy as he leaned into the door frame. âYour bro sure can run fast, huh? Almost as fast as you when youâre fleeing from ghosts.â He chuckled as if that were funny. âAnyway, I brought Gooigi too, as promised.â He stepped into the room, allowing Gooigi to step in behind him. They raised their hand in a greeting as well.
Luigi returned it. âHey. Itâs good to see all of you. I missed you guys.â
âI brought the Poltergust 3000 that you had stored in your room, safe from King Booâs wrath.â E. Gadd went straight over the bed pulled it off his back to plop it down on the bed. âI wouldâve liked to bring the upgrade I was working on and was almost done with but it was in my lab so itâs a small piece of the mess in there now. We will have to make due with this old model.â His tone typically quite jolly grew a bit bitter with those words. âMy lab being in such a state also means however that I donât have any other ghost hunting or even detecting equipment. Weâll have to depend solely on Kamek for a bit. Which shouldnât be a problem. Knowing him, heâs probably beenâŚâ
âNo,â Mario interrupted again. âI already told you, Iâm gonna convince Luigi to come back home with us.â
âAnd I already told you Iâm not going back yet. Iâm safer here.â He was thoroughly convinced of it now. During dinner and while hanging out with the Koopa Kids heâd overheard or straight up been told of the preparations Kamek and the magikoopas were taking to defend the castle from King Boo. It wasnât exclusively for him of course but because Bowser had angered King Boo and that likely meant King Boo would attempt vengeance on him too. Knowing the castle would be attacked wasnât a pleasant thought but if he left, heâd be exposed and hunted down for sure. At least here he had a chance. âAnd⌠and I know Iâm a coward but⌠I donât⌠I, I canât face him again. I just canât.â
Honestly, he'd always felt that way and had only done so to save Mario. Now though, it was even worse than before because what if King Boo possessed him again? Maybe expecting it, heâd be able to fight it but⌠could he really win in any mental battle against King Boo? Probably not. And then, having been forced out once, King Boo would likely be far more careful not to end up in such a situation again. Dooming Luigi to his whims until he decided he had enough fun and either killed or put Luigi in a painting.
âAnd you wonât have to,â E. Gadd said, the bitterness gone from his voice. âWith Kamekâs help Iâm sure weâll have King Boo under control as soon as he dares show his face here. So really Mario, thereâs no need to make a fuss.â
Mario shot him a glare before turning a concerned look onto Luigi. âIs this about how I couldnât do anything? All those times you saved me from King Boo and then when you needed my help against him IâŚâ
âYou couldnât do anything but I could.â It was Bowser coming through the door now, wearing a smug grin that grew as Mario turned to look at him. Bowser walked right past him, placing himself next to Luigi before turning to face him. âI saved Luigi after you failed to.â He put a large hand on Luigiâs shoulder, pulling him closer. âAnd now heâs my loyal minion.â
Marioâs face grew red with held in anger as he clenched his fists and glared up at Bowser. âI⌠I⌠thank you for saving my brother. But heâ s not your minion and Iâm not going to let you keep him locked up here. Is that why you want to stay, Luigi? Heâs making you?â
âNo.â Nor was he staying because he was afraid of what Bowser might do to him if he left. âAnd as I was telling you earlier before you interrupted me, I, uh, am kind of Bowserâs minion now.â He winked, hoping Mario would get it because he liked his little plan to spy and maybe convince Bowser to stop being a bad guy. He was a weak coward but he was determined not to be useless any longer.
Bowser chuckled triumphantly, his hand still on Luigiâs shoulder, jostling him slightly. He was surprisingly not being overly rough though. Luigi could probably easily escape his grasp if he wanted to. There was no need to yet though.
Mario took a step back. âThatâs dangerous.â At least he got it though and didnât assume Luigi actually meant he agreed with the idea of being Bowserâs minion. âFar too dangerous.â
âI assure you heâs perfectly safe with me.â The smugness in Bowserâs voice and possessive hand on Luigiâs shoulder was a good reminder that this was indeed dangerous. He was clearly viewing Luigi as a pawn here to get to Mario and that wasnât a position any wise person would relax in. But regardless Bowser had already proven himself to be not as bad a guy as he seemed so...
âYeah. Iâll be fine here. Trust me.â Luigi put more confidence into his words than he felt right now but he was staying here no matter what so he was going to do his best to enact his plan too.
Mario flexed his hands, his gaze going from Bowser to Luigi and back again. âI canât stay here with you to help protect you though.â
That was downside but there was no choice. âIâll be okay, I promise.â
And with that all of the fighting spirit seemed to finally drain from Mario as he let out a heavy sigh. âOkay. But you,â he pointed at Bowser, âyouâll pay if you ever hurt him, got it?â
Bowser chuckled again even louder and more triumphantly than before. âIâd like to see you try.â
Marioâs only response was to take a deep breath before turning and marching out. Probably for the best otherwise a fight between him and Bowser would likely break out sooner rather than later.
âHa-ha!â Bowser patted Luigi on the back. âThat went even better than I thought it would. Keeping you around was the best idea I ever had.â He stepped back at last, moving to the door as well; his business apparently done here. âThat dress looks good on you by the way, be sure to wear it tonight during dinner.â And with that, he was on his way out too.
âHmm⌠that went well.â Whether E. Gadd was being sarcastic or not was hard to tell as his tone and expression remained jovial. âI should probably be off too, got to talk to Kamek about our now shared ghost problem. Iâll leave Gooigi and the Poltergust here though in case you need them.â
âOkay. Thanks for coming.â
âOf course. See you later, sonny.â Unlike the other two when he left he had the manners to close the door softly behind himself.
With a sigh, Luigi looked around the room. Polterpup had run off somewhere, probably chasing a ghost scent or something. That was perfectly all right though, he could use some quiet time with just Gooigi as company. Heâd have to catch up with Mario later but for now he should probably show Gooigi around and make sure they knew that Bowserâs boos were temporarily on their side and thus not to be vacuumed up.
Summary: Kamek's friend has brought Xmas gifts over for everyone. Junior can't wait for Xmas and takes a peek at his.
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It was not the first time Junior had seen the strange old man in the white lab coat. He was apparently Kamekâs friend and thus came over occasionally. Normally Junior wouldâve continued to not care about Kamekâs visitor â he was old and so he and Kamek no doubt did boring old people stuff whenever he came over â but today he was carrying a stack of peculiarly balanced Xmas presents in his arms. Wrapped in brightly coloured wrapping paper with bows â looked like the pre-tied one with the sticky backs who were made for people who couldnât tie actual bows â stuck on seemingly randomly, they wobbled, threatening to fall over, as the old man made his careful way down the entry hall.
A quick count revealed there were ten. One for Junior, each of his siblings, Dad, and Kamek? Maybe. It made sense, right? Now, while Junior didnât really know the old man â If theyâd been properly introduced at some point he didnât remember it â a gift was always welcome. And of course one of those had to be for him. Or maybe all of them were because he was the crown prince and thus the most important of his siblings â not that they werenât important too, just not as much him.
Too excited by that thought to continue trying to figure anything out via just spying, Junior carefully slid out of his hiding spot behind one of the entry hallâs potted plants and ran over. Before he reached the old man though, the stack titled just a little bit too far to recover from. The presents tumbled to the ground with a clatter. Oof, hopefully nothing fragile was inside any of them.
âOh dear,â the old man said as he looked over the carnage, pushing his large round glasses back up his nose. âWell I supposed thatâs what I get for not bringing something to carry them in.â He looked up as Junior came to a halt just outside the circle of present carnage. âJunior, lad, good to see you again. Help me gather these up, would you?â
âUh, are they for me?â Not that Junior wasnât going to help, this guy was Kamekâs friend after all and if they were for him Junior should act nice lest they get taken away, but he needed to know now.
âOne of them is.â
Oh, a little disappointing but that had been Juniorâs first guess anyway. So in the interest of his one gift not getting taken away, he called over a troop of passing shyguys to come over and gather up the presents and then follow behind as the old man led the way to wherever he was planning on taking the gifts.
âHmm⌠I suppose itâs handy having folk around to carry stuff for you,â the old man said as he watched the shyguys do as commanded. âPerhaps I should invent something to help me around the lab.â
âWhatâd you get me?â Junior asked, falling into step with the old man as he started on his way once more.
âYouâll have to wait until Xmas to find out.â
Dang it. Junior wanted to know now. âWhatâd you get my siblings? Or Dad? Or Kamek?â If he knew all that, itâd maybe be a clue on what was in whichever gift was meant for him. Before ordering the shyguys to gather them up, he shouldâve looked at them closer to see which one was marked as his so he could at least know the shape of the box it was in.
âYouâll find out soon enough.â
Xmas was a week away though and that felt like forever. He pushed a bit more anyway in hopes of having his impatience somewhat stated. The old man wasnât budging though. And then when they reached Kamekâs lab, Kamek sent him away. Ugh, stupid boring old people.
Later that night
Finding where Kamek had had the presents hidden was easy, he was predictable like that. They were in the basement lab. Junior and all his siblings werenât allowed in and thus it was always locked. Unbeknownst to Kamek and Dad though, he knew where the spare key was, allowing him easy entry.
The presents were all laid out carefully on the table in the center. It didnât take long to find the one marked as his. It was in a large rectangular box. It wasnât as heavy as it looked though and giving it a shake didnât reveal much. Luckily, as the stick-on bow had hinted, it wasnât wrapped super securely. Allowing him to very carefully peel the tape off, only tearing the paper a little bit on accident.
It took a nerve wrackingly long time but he eventually revealed enough to see the logo on the box. It meant nothing to him though. So he carefully freed it fully and opened it.
A giant paintbrush, almost as big as he was. Weird. It was probably magic though, right? This was from Kamekâs friend after all. So taking it out for a quick test wouldnât hurt, would it? Before he could even touch it thoughâŚ
âWhat are you doing?â
Jumping with an unfortunate small squeak of surprise, he turned to see Wendy had come in. She stood in the doorway with a judgmental glare, her hands on her hips.
âPeeking at your presents isnât allowed,â she continued.
âYeah. Thatâs what you were coming in her to do too though, right? So weâre both bad.â
She gasped as if offended. âI was not. I was just⌠just coming down here to make sure no one else tried to peek. Xmas is only a week away, we can all wait until then. So close that and wrap it back up this instant.â
âSo you can sneak a secret peek at yours, right? You can go ahead and just do it. I donât care.â Heâd be a hypocrite if he did.
âNo.â She huffed, crossing her arms. âI wasnât going to, honest. Sneaking a peek at your Xmas presents is something little children do and Iâm not a small child so I wouldnât do that unlike some people.â
âIâm not a small child either.â They were around the same age, he was pretty sure. âI just want to know what the old man got me.â
âYou donât even know his know his name despite him being Kamekâs dear old friend?â
Junior should probably try to remedy that next time the fellow came around. He was the crown prince after all, it was his duty to know things and important people. But⌠âYou donât either. So stop being hypocrite and just look at your present or leave already.â
âI⌠uh⌠whatever.â Stubborn as always. âYou should really put that back the way you found it though before weâre caught.â
She had a point. Kamek sometimes kept odd hours and thus might catch them at this if they hung around here for too long. Seems he would just have to wait to figure out what was up with the magic paintbrush on Xmas. With a sigh, he closed the box again and fixed the wrapping paper as best he could. It didnât look quite the same but hopefully no one would notice or if they did, theyâd attribute it to the fact that the presents had been dropped. After placing it back where heâd found it, he hopped down from the chair and joined Wendy in exiting the room.
He locked the door and started back down the hall. She followed but not without a regretful glance back. Likely sheâd come back later for a secret peek. All of them probably would as evidenced by the fact that upon turning a corner, they almost ran into Ludwig. He took one look at them before quickly switching to be leaning against the wall and instead of sneaking down the hall as if he wasnât guilty.
Junior chuckled. Heâd been the first⌠probably. One of the others couldâve possibly gotten in and out before he had but he doubted it. Not that it really mattered who was first â before Xmas came, theyâd all probably sneak down here for a quick peek even if not all of them would actually open the present â but it felt good to be so anyway. Though now, heâd have to wait to figure out what was the purpose of the paintbrush, if it even had one or was just a weird novelty gift. So really all heâd done was gain a new kind of anticipation. Too late to do anything about it now though, heâd just have to live with it.
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It would have worked for you, but would it work for a general audience? The answer is no. Too often fans forget that for a film to be successful, it needs to appeal to a wide audience.
I disagree. The animation is expressive enough that I personally think it could hold up on its own even with the dialogue removed or changed to be more like he speaks in the games. There's no reason why a character who expresses himself mostly visually in a largely visual medium would make it inaccessible to general audiences. I mean, the Mario games appeal to a pretty general audience already so I doubt many people would have much of an issue adapting to it.
What do I know though? I've never worked on a movie and my grasp on what a general audience would be okay with is probably skewed. So I could be wrong, doesn't stop me from voicing my opinion though.
Also, I would like to add, it's a Mario movie and thus ideally it would appeal to Mario fans first and foremost. Obviously, it doesn't, because they wanted big name Hollywood actors to advertise it with. Which, I think we can all agree hurts the movie as a whole but that's how the movie industry is right now. Animation in particular isn't as appreciated as it should be, same with actual voice actors. With that being how it is, I think I'm allowed to complain about it just in general but especially when it makes something I like worse than it could be.
Maybe this a hot take but after watching the new clip from the Game Awards, I feel the animation is expressive enough that they could've made Mario non-verbal or only semi-verbal (like he is in the games) and have it work perfectly fine even for a movie. (Not to say having such a protagonist is bad for a movie in anyway, just that I think it'd be harder to write for in a movie, especially one meant to be accessible to children and thus are gonna have a harder time picking up on subtle things, as opposed to in a video game.) And honestly, I think that would've been really cool. Too bad though, they just had to have Chris Pratt. :/
I still don't like Chris Pratt's voice as Mario. Though, maybe I'm just biased because I suspected I wouldn't like it even before hearing it in the first trailer. Peach with a halberd though, that I like a lot, yes please to that. I'd draw if I wasn't too busy with Xmas stuff right now (if I still feel inspired to come the New Year, I'll do it then). Here's to hoping she gets to actually use it.
Sequel to Game Over. So Content Warning for major character death.
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Gooigi had never had to escape from the tank before. Luigi had always been there to let them out and when creating them, E. Gadd hadnât intended for them to gain sentience and thus there was no internal mechanism to let themself out â later, if possible, they would have to talk to E. Gadd about installing one. And so they had to struggle and push until at long, long last the seal holding them in the tank broke just enough to allow them to ooze out and through the hose.
The process was far slower than it usually was but eventually they were out and able to take shape again. Stepping back, they did a little stretch in imitation of how theyâd seen Luigi stretch numerous times before. They could not feel stiff but it was nice to be out of the tank after being stuck in it for so long.
Speaking of that, they looked down at Luigiâs body. Limp and lifeless, it reached in vain for the Poltergustâs nozzle; heâd been trying to free Gooigi before dying. His face was slightly turned up, his eyes half lidded and milky in death. If Gooigi could cry, they wouldâve.
Death was not the end though; Luigi was a ghost now, a boo even, and in King Booâs clutches. And so there was no time to waste in mourning or worry. Gooigi had to save him, simple as that. And to do that, they needed the Poltergust because what would happen to them if they melted when miles and miles away from it? Death probably, right? And what were the chances whatever sentience they had could come back as a ghost? They werenât ready to find out.
They bent down to grab Luigiâs hand and drag his body out of the congealing pool of blood beneath him. Allowing them to safely step around to his side for a better angle for getting at the Poltergust. His body was heavy and quite stiff, making it hard but as before, Gooigi kept at it until finally they got it off him. Unsurprisingly given how much blood was on the floor, there was also quite bit on the back of it. It looked even more congealed than the pool on the floor but no good judge of blood, as they didnât have any of their own, Gooigi didnât want to risk touching it lest it still be wet enough to melt them. So instead, they hooked the hose back to its side, grasped it by the handle and set off, dragging it behind themself.
Upon stepping out of the haunted house building, they were surprised by how low the sun was in the sky, dipping towards setting again. It had been middle of the night when theyâd gone in. Meaning it really had taken them a long time to break out of their tank, longer than theyâd thought or hoped.
As they continued through the amusement park, Gooigi didnât sense a single ghost or boo anywhere nearby. Theyâd all left apparently, their goal in killing and capturing Luigi complete, leaving the place abandoned. Luckily, theyâd never given much credit to Gooigi, always thinking them still an extension of Luigiâs will and thus not a threat with him dead. Well King Boo and company were about to regret that because Gooigi was mad now. ⌠Theyâd never experienced being angry before, that was pretty neat.
E. Gadd had set up his mobile lab in the parking lot, not far from the gates. It was still there when Gooigi exited. Itâs door hung ominously open though and upon reaching it and stepping inside⌠it was trashed. Every machine smashed and rendered unrecognizable. E. Gadd was nowhere to be seen.
Unsurprising in hindsight; why wouldnât King Boo go for him next and free the ghosts that had been captured and stored in the lab during the night. That left Gooigi with a dilemma though; what next? Could they take King Boo on by themself? ⌠No, not when they were so easily defeated by mere water. They needed help. But with Mario captured too then who could theyâŚ
Well, there was one person; Bowser. Like Mario, he tended to be reckless and hotheaded which didnât serve well when fighting ghosts but there might not be any other option. Besides he would want to know what had happened to Luigi.
Getting to Bowser would be difficult though as Gooigi had never driven before and thus wasnât sure of all the mechanics of it. But the van theyâd arrived here on was still in the parking lot so it seems it was time they learned how to. Learning new things was always fun at least.
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Pacing the length of his room did not help but it was the only recourse Bowser had for his anxiety. If he knew where Luigi might possibly be, heâd have long since gone out there himself to check on him. The whole idea of a vacation road trip was to move around a lot after all so surely heâd have ended up in a place with cell service and thus wouldâve returned Bowserâs texts and missed calls. So almost for sure, something bad had happened to him.
Or perhaps, Mario had done something. The vacation road trip had been his idea after all. Maybe heâd planned from the start to somehow stop Luigi from having any contact with Bowser. Even if he had eased up on it lately, heâd still never liked that Luigi and Bowser wereâŚ
A knock came on the door. Bowser wasnât in the mood to talk to anybody but everyone should know not to bother him unless it was important. And if it wasnât, he could let off a little bit of steam via assigning whoever had disturbed him to cleaning the bird poop off the castle parapets. So he strode over and opened the door.
It was Kamek. âHello, sir. You have a guest and they bring news you will want to hear.â
Normally Bowser wouldnât have deemed that important enough to disturb him with when he was in his private room but it was Kamek, not a standard messenger, and his tone was serious enough that even Bowser picked up on it. Meaning this was likely very important indeed. âWhat kind of news?â
âThe kind you should hear from the source. I put them to the private meeting room to wait while I fetched you. If you have no other urgent matters to tend to currently, I suggest we head there now.â
âVery well. Lead the way.â
With a nod, Kamek turned began leading the way down the hall. Closing the door behind himself, Bowser followed.
Great, this was just what he needed. Luigi MIA and some other serious something going on at the same time. Well, whatever this was should at least serve as a distraction from his worry over Luigi. Which was likely unnecessary anyway; it had only been a few days since Luigiâs last text, a long time sure but not inordinately so. It could easily be that he was just on a long stretch of road that didnât have any cell service or maybe heâd accidentally dropped his phone and broke it or something. Regardless, he could take care of himself and didnât need Bowser nursemaiding over him. So really, it was probably nothing.
For an old koopa, Kamek could walk pretty fast when he wanted. And right now he wanted to. And thus they reached the private meeting room fairly quickly. As usual, Kamek held the door open for him, gesturing him to enter before following and closing the door behind them.
Inside the rather barren room, furnished only with a carpet and a single table stood Gooigi in the middle of room. At their side, within easy reach of their hand, was the Poltergust. But⌠no Luigi. Not super strange, Gooigi hadnât gone on the road trip with Mario and Luigi, staying with E. Gadd instead for the time, but theyâd never shown up here without Luigi before.
Bowser strode over to look down at them. âWhat happened?â
âWeegeeâs dead. A boo now.â
Dead! Luigi was dead? Surely Bowser had misheard that, Gooigi didnât exactly have the clearest of speaking voices after all. And yet⌠there was no way heâd misheard, the room was too quiet and Gooigi too intent on being understood. So⌠Luigi was dead and Bowser hadnât been there to do anything about it.
âHeâs⌠a boo now though⌠you said.â Bowser had long since welcomed boos and ghosts into his castle, any who wanted to stay and work for him. So he could handle Luigi being a boo. Itâd be a difficult adjustment to make but given time he could do it as it was better than losing Luigi entirely.
Gooigi nodded, their whole body jiggling with the movement. âKing Boo got him. Trapped him in painting. Help save him and Mario and E. Gadd?â They reached down and picked the Poltergust up by the handle to hold up in offer to Bowser.
The moment the news had been dropped Bowser shouldâve known King Boo was responsible. And with that being the case, not only was Bowser going to go rescue Luigi, he was also going to make King Boo pay for daring to harm Luigi in the first place. Even if he was a ghost, Bowser going to find a way to beat him into bloody pulp anyway.
So, his chest starting to warm with the beginnings of fire breath, he snatched the Poltergust up from Gooigi. âAll right, letâs go. Kamek, youâre in charge of the castle while Iâm gone. Donât tell the kids what happened yet or where Iâm going.â
âUm, sir, are you sure about this? Just marching in there without much of a plan will be dangerous. King Boo is not a force to be trifled with, especially while on his home turf.â
âIâll bring an army.â Bowser was too angry to wait around long and strategize. Besides, what could a bunch of squishy little boos do against him and his army anyway? This was something he shouldâve done a long time ago to prevent Luigi from getting hurt like this. Heâd deal with the reality of Luigi being a ghost now later, after heâd crushed the fools responsible. It was going to be the most thorough, violent\ victory of his life.
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Whether or not Bowser is successful or is also beaten is for you to headcanon how you please. It could go either way though; Kamek is right to advise caution.
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Special Halloween interlude, yay!
Originally I was thinking I would be doing an interlude with King Boo way later as like a prelude to his plan going into action since I'd already established that there's breathing room for the Bowuigi to take root but a little interlude here as like 'he's still around and he's mad' works too especially since I have to otherwise go on hiatus with this fic for the holidays. So happy Halloween month!
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âYouâre back! Welcome!â
âDid you do it?â
âYeah! Is Luigi a painting now?â
âWhere you gonna hang it up? In the central room of the mansion, right?â
âWhat happened to your crown?â
âDid Luigi get away again?â
âDid you get E. Gadd too? Or Mario?â
âWhat aboutâŚâ
âHush!â King Boo snapped, silencing all the boos and ghosts hovering around him. Heâd hoped to sneak into the mansion unnoticed so he could have some time to cool off. But such was not to be the case; theyâd found him and called over every other ghost and boo within earshot even before heâd quite reached the forest clearing that housed the mansion.
âI take it things didnât go well,â whispered someone in the back of the group because not even the dead could stay silent for long.
âNo, they didnât. Luigi got away again.â Just when King Boo had had him firmly in grasp too. âHeâs apparently allied with Bowser now.â Not in the mood to talk about it, King Boo moved on, floating over the gathered ghosts and towards the mansion once more.
They of course followed. âSo weâre mad at Bowser now too?â âAre we gonna go after him?â âA Bowser painting would look real good, right? Especially next to Mario, Luigi, and Peach.â âWhat about your crown?â âYeah, itâs all cracked and stuff.â âDid Bowser do that? I heard he was pretty strong.â
Approaching the castle drew more boosâ attention who inevitably joined the crowd, adding their own questions and voices to the barrage. By the time King Boo was phasing through the wall and floating into the central room of the mansion, the whole place was abuzz with news of his return and rumors. Thankfully they were starting to direct their questions and comments at each other instead of at King Boo himself even if they continued to hang around in hopes of getting real answers too.
Perhaps King Boo should give an official announcement on what happened, get everyone up to speed on the fact that Bowser was their enemy now too, and clear up any rumors that might be problematic before they could really take root. But⌠ugh, he just wasnât in the mood. Heâd do it later. For now... âDismissed! Youâre all dismissed!â
With groans and murmurs of disappointment, they dispersed. No doubt to talk and speculate about what happened among themselves but it hardly mattered right now. In the blissful silence that followed, King Boo floated up, phasing through the floors and ceilings, until he reached his private room. Where he immediately magicked the vase sitting on the coffee table into the wall. It shattered into a million piece with a satisfying sound but⌠did little to ease his frustration. He flipped the coffee table next. Still not good enough. So next heâŚ
No, no. Trashing his room or any room would do no good. If anything, itâd only make him more frustrated in how little it helped. What he needed to do was start working on his next plan.
He floated over through the wall and into the adjacent room that acted as a workshop of sorts. His magicked his crown off and onto the stand in the middle of the room. All its magic had leaked out of the cracks by now, leaving it as just a useless clear crystal, not even worth much monetarily. Creating these things took so much time and effort, making losing them a real pain in the ass. At least this one was just broken, not stolen away while he was trapped in a fucking vacuum. Repairing it might be possible⌠though not likely to be as structurally sound if he did. So perhaps creating a new one was in order after all. A stronger one that Bowser couldnât crush with his bare hands.
With a huff, King Boo turned away from it. On three of the four walls heâd put up cork board on which heâd pinned up everything he knew about all his current enemies. He had one more now though so over-top of info about a now long dead foe, he levitated up a fresh sheet of paper and pinned it place. On it, he wrote everything he knew about Bowser. Which wasnât much but he did know Bowser had been possessed once upon a time. A very interesting tidbit of information. Useful? Hard to say yet but interesting and something worth looking into.
Next he moved to the section he had on Luigi and added to it. Not that heâd learned a whole lot from possessing him as heâd known from very near the start that Luigi was a pathetic wimp â which had always made losing to him so many times that much worse. He had a few things he needed to add about Mario and E. Gadd too.
Once he was done, he felt calmer. The urge to head out for reckless vengeance as soon as possible was mostly quelled. On top of needing a new magic crown, he also needed to think about this if he wanted to come up with something that would actually result in him finally winning for good. Giving Luigi and company time to lower their guard a bit could only serve King Boo well too.
Turning towards the fourth wall, the one with the planning whiteboard, he levitated the eraser, intending to erase the whole thing. But⌠this possession plan of his, come up with on a whim, had been the closest heâd ever gotten to being successful against Luigi. Of course just trying it again with no changes wasnât likely to work. He needed to adjust it and find a way to pull Bowser into this revenge plan too. So⌠he lowered the eraser and levitated up one of the markers instead. Whatever he came up with next was going to be perfect. No one would dare cross him afterwards. Heâd make an example of the whole of Mushroom Kingdom and Bowserâs Kingdom too if he had to.
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