Koopa Heir

Bowser Jr. was pleased - for the moment, at least. He always got his way, he didn’t expect any different. “Yay!” He held the backpack, then sat down with it in front of him and began to look through it, taking things out to get a better look before setting them aside.

Bowser Jr. was pleased - for the moment, at least. He always got his way, he didn’t expect any different. “Yay!” He held the backpack, then sat down with it in front of him and began to look through it, taking things out to get a better look before setting them aside.

Bowser Jr. approached the plaza, standing directly in the middle with his hands on his hips now. “Aha! Here we are!” He exclaimed, which thankfully drowned out Captain Toad’s utterance. He looked back at him. “We’re gonna draw some amazing stuff over here. People will be super… super excited!” He said, brightly. “Now, let’s get to work already.”

The Captain hurried as he waddled along, following Bowser Jr. He looked around for a moment, becoming confused. He knew people would get excited over this, though, maybe not the kind of excited that Junior expected.

Bowser Jr. approached the plaza, standing directly in the middle with his hands on his hips now. “Aha! Here we are!” He exclaimed, which thankfully drowned out Captain Toad’s utterance. He looked back at him. “We’re gonna draw some amazing stuff over here. People will be super… super excited!” He said, brightly. “Now, let’s get to work already.”

The Captain hurried as he waddled along, following Bowser Jr. He looked around for a moment, becoming confused. He knew people would get excited over this, though, maybe not the kind of excited that Junior expected.

Bowser Jr. approached the plaza, standing directly in the middle with his hands on his hips now. “Aha! Here we are!” He exclaimed, which thankfully drowned out Captain Toad’s utterance. He looked back at him. “We’re gonna draw some amazing stuff over here. People will be super… super excited!” He said, brightly. “Now, let’s get to work already.”

The Captain hurried as he waddled along, following Bowser Jr. He looked around for a moment, becoming confused. He knew people would get excited over this, though, maybe not the kind of excited that Junior expected.

“I think that…. I’m gonna paint a bunch of minions!” Junior decided. He continued to walk, seeming to be headed for the plaza. He wanted to be some place where eeeeeeveryone frequented, just so his artwork could be truly appreciated. He scanned areas with his eyes, lugging his giant paintbrush over his shoulder.

The Captain waddled after Junior, still a bit worried that they would get in trouble for their graffiti.

“Why don’t you paint a mural in the middle of the plaza? I think it was pretty bare last I looked.”

“I think that…. I’m gonna paint a bunch of minions!” Junior decided. He continued to walk, seeming to be headed for the plaza. He wanted to be some place where eeeeeeveryone frequented, just so his artwork could be truly appreciated. He scanned areas with his eyes, lugging his giant paintbrush over his shoulder.

The Captain waddled after Junior, still a bit worried that they would get in trouble for their graffiti.

“Why don’t you paint a mural in the middle of the plaza? I think it was pretty bare last I looked.”

“Super boring, Papa!” Bowser Jr. said, delighted to being his dad’s arms. He’d missed him a lot. “But I made sure to keep everyone in line, ‘cause that’s my job!” And by that, he meant, he yelled random commands to a lot of the minions and was likely ignored until Kamek or Kammy told them otherwise.

He looked at the minions then, who were taking care of his belongings. “Yeah! You heard my dad!”

Bowser let out a small chuckle as he set the young koopa back on the ground. “Well, you’re going to have to get used to that for when YOU take the throne” he stated. “It can be a boring responsibility, or you can be creative!”

As one of the koopa minions walked by, Bowser stood in his way and stared him straight in the face.

Naturally this change of heart made Jr less aggressive, but not any less bratty. “Of course it is! It’s my Papa, so it has to look good.” At least the boy had a big ego, something a lot of kids got forced out of them. He was proud of himself. He looked back to Captain Toad. “Wanna paint with me?”

The Captain was surprised by the sudden offer. How was he supposed to react.

“I…”

Captain Toad thought for a moment. Building good relations with the Koopas could turn out beneficial…plus, Junior wasn’t all that bad. If Junior was doing something super bad, someone would have already stopped him…right?

While waiting at the island’s port for the next cruise liner to dock, Bowser twiddle his thumbs as he sat on a small bench, gradually moving downwards as it bends from the immense weight.

Finding the right schedule for the cruise was much easier this time around. Whenever our ginormous and intimidating koopa king had asked about it, especially if it involved Peach, the receptionists would keep shut ‘in fear of her well-being.’ Of course they would finally answer after being…coerced, but this time was different. The moment Bowser mention it was to greet his son off the cruise, they gladly gave him the info needed. Maybe he should use this as an excuse whenever Peach comes back.

But this was going to be different and exciting!

The boat reached the dock, and Jr. hoisted himself up onto the edge of the ship so he could see better. Dangerous, but he wouldn’t let himself fall. He was more coordinated than one would think, with him being Bowser’s son and all.

He used his paw as a visor and stared at the island he could see clearly now. Waiting for him down at the dock was… none other than his dad!

His belongings included the koopa clown car, self modified, his trusty paintbrush, and a couple bags of his own. Who knew what was in them, but they were relatively large in size.

“It’s been a while! How was it at the castle without your big ol’ pop there?”

…

Naturally this change of heart made Jr less aggressive, but not any less bratty. “Of course it is! It’s my Papa, so it has to look good.” At least the boy had a big ego, something a lot of kids got forced out of them. He was proud of himself. He looked back to Captain Toad. “Wanna paint with me?”

The Captain was surprised by the sudden offer. How was he supposed to react.

“I…”

Captain Toad thought for a moment. Building good relations with the Koopas could turn out beneficial…plus, Junior wasn’t all that bad. If Junior was doing something super bad, someone would have already stopped him…right?

@graffitiindelfino

Captain Toad was doing small laps around the Hotel and Condo buildings in a figure 8-like shape. He was hoping to improve his agility with a heavy backpack. As he was making his way around the Condo, he saw a familiar being painting on the wall of the building.

While waiting at the island’s port for the next cruise liner to dock, Bowser twiddle his thumbs as he sat on a small bench, gradually moving downwards as it bends from the immense weight.

Finding the right schedule for the cruise was much easier this time around. Whenever our ginormous and intimidating koopa king had asked about it, especially if it involved Peach, the receptionists would keep shut ‘in fear of her well-being.’ Of course they would finally answer after being…coerced, but this time was different. The moment Bowser mention it was to greet his son off the cruise, they gladly gave him the info needed. Maybe he should use this as an excuse whenever Peach comes back.

But this was going to be different and exciting!

The boat reached the dock, and Jr. hoisted himself up onto the edge of the ship so he could see better. Dangerous, but he wouldn’t let himself fall. He was more coordinated than one would think, with him being Bowser’s son and all.

He used his paw as a visor and stared at the island he could see clearly now. Waiting for him down at the dock was… none other than his dad!

His belongings included the koopa clown car, self modified, his trusty paintbrush, and a couple bags of his own. Who knew what was in them, but they were relatively large in size.

While waiting at the island’s port for the next cruise liner to dock, Bowser twiddle his thumbs as he sat on a small bench, gradually moving downwards as it bends from the immense weight.

Finding the right schedule for the cruise was much easier this time around. Whenever our ginormous and intimidating koopa king had asked about it, especially if it involved Peach, the receptionists would keep shut ‘in fear of her well-being.’ Of course they would finally answer after being…coerced, but this time was different. The moment Bowser mention it was to greet his son off the cruise, they gladly gave him the info needed. Maybe he should use this as an excuse whenever Peach comes back.

But this was going to be different and exciting!

The boat reached the dock, and Jr. hoisted himself up onto the edge of the ship so he could see better. Dangerous, but he wouldn’t let himself fall. He was more coordinated than one would think, with him being Bowser’s son and all.

He used his paw as a visor and stared at the island he could see clearly now. Waiting for him down at the dock was... none other than his dad!

@graffitiindelfino

Captain Toad was doing small laps around the Hotel and Condo buildings in a figure 8-like shape. He was hoping to improve his agility with a heavy backpack. As he was making his way around the Condo, he saw a familiar being painting on the wall of the building.

@graffitiindelfino

Captain Toad was doing small laps around the Hotel and Condo buildings in a figure 8-like shape. He was hoping to improve his agility with a heavy backpack. As he was making his way around the Condo, he saw a familiar being painting on the wall of the building.

Tedhaun giggled to himself.

“But back to your question, yes I do.”