Mini Boss

Eyes locked onto the tray of food that was being presented on a silver platter. His mouth instantly started watering while he did his best to repress his koopa instincts of snatching and devour the food within seconds. Mama Peach would be so proud to see him like this. Eyes shot from the food to the masked stranger. 

“Is this all for me?” He asked, mouth inches away from the cookies and snacks that cluttered the tray. Surely they were. And if they weren’t, what would one little cookie hurt to have? Jr’s claw drew in closer, grabbing a star-shaped cookie that was missing one of its pointed ends as if he’d never seen one before. He admired it for a second only to shove the whole thing, along with his fist inside his big chunky mouth. He couldn’t even bother to chew,  he gulped down sugary sweet, swallowing hard when it got stuck in his throat for a singular second. 

Vision was foggy, and the smell of iron was very present in his crinkled nose. It didn’t take long for focus to slowly return to the tiny tyrant, realizing that he was being welcomed by a bed of golden flowers. It was something that he would have enjoyed admiring, hadn’t his annoyance got the better of him seconds upon waking up to this...this place?  Sitting up a  hand rubbed the back of his head feeling a tiny knot growing causing a tiny flinch of discomfort. Just great. Not only can’t he smell the wonderful flowers due to the blood clogging his nose, but he was also lost somewhere with an annoying knot pestering him...Oh, things were looking great weren’t they? 

Standing to his feet, hand continues rubbing the growing knot in hopes of soothing the pain over shortly. Looking around, it didn’t seem like anyone was present, only these stupid flowers that couldn’t help him.  “Ughhhh”  Just standing there with no exact destination was annoying in itself! EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS WAS ANNOYING!  Teeth gritted tightly together, before he had enough, wanting someone else to come and give him a way out instead of just looking for it.

It was a hard life as a brat, but with a sharp inhale, he was sure to alarm SOMETHING to come. 

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     “Y’sure yo’r dad will let you come along?”   oh, don’t mind him ; this concerned behavior is part of his nature, he cannot really help it. He speaks calmly not at all perplexed, his lips puckered as if in thought.   “I mean yo’ll be with me an’ the others, so I guess it should be fine, no? Hey, if he still says no, I’ll try an’ convince him, ‘kay?”   oh yes, because he can be very convincing, especially with adult dragon lizards or whatever they are!  “And if he still says no, yo’ll sneak out! I always do that! Trouble-free, I can assure you!”

A low grumble escaped the prince, not at all happy that his father actually decided to act like a father by confidentially telling him no, for once.  Not that it was an issue, but annoying. If Bowser had taught this kid anything, it’s, doing what makes you happy as long as you accept the consequences that come along with your actions. Something Jr wasn’t so keen on. 

“UGHHH!  He told me I couldn’t hang out with any other brats...Saying something about how I have the koopalings, or some junk like that...”  He waved it off, even shrugging with steam escaping from his nostrils.  “Ah, it’s whatever! I don’t need his permission to go! Gwahaha! I’m the roughest, toughest Koopa that Darkland has to offer. We’ll be okay!”  If he was going to be king one day than making discussions like this was going to have to be regular, but eyes scanned slowly and carefully around the two of them....it would be very unfortunate if the Old man overheard his boldness. 

     THE MUSHROOM PRINCESS made the sorry mistake of leaving the kitchen unattended for the shortest while. just a second, she said to herself ! no need to have anyone come in and protect the cake. one might’ve thought a royal baker prepared this for the princess’s birthday, what with it’s extravagance. but as a matter of fact, it was the princess’s handiwork ! peach has spent most of her day working on positively perfecting the pastry for a dear friend’s tea party, & all of that was about to be brought down by the smallest of claws.

      “ – stop right there ! “ the blonde’s hands fly up dramatically when she enters the room, & she rushes towards the scene of the crime. “ how did you get in here ? not asking for a slice is terribly rude, too ! “

“AHH!”

The timing couldn’t have been more perfect. He was inches away from dragging his claw across the hypnotizing cake, ultimately destroying all the hard work, but the warning voice in panic caught him just in time! Jr felt his heart drop to the bottom of his stomach, quickly retracting his hand to hide behind his back with beads of sweat rolling down his chubby cheeks.  He quickly faced the princess, offering a weak half smile since he knows he’d been caught. 

But, what was he going to say: Hey, sorry, but I was snooping around your castle without permission and tried to eat your cake? Yeah, no matter how he spun it, he couldn’t think of a logical thing to say...So, he opened his mouth and allowed whatever to escape be his response.

Bugs, bug, and more bugs. There was suppose to be a princess here, but all that surrounded him as far as he could see were the creepy crawlies that had his skin shivering each time he thought one was about to make contact with his royal flesh. “Ahhh...I can’t do this!” He cried out, paralyzed by fear that there was no escape from this awful place, not acknowledging the fact the door was still directly behind him. 

“N-no princess is worth this effort.”