#bowario

  His head is killing him but he had grown used to the feeling after so many years of this. He can’t say he didn’t have it coming, but he thought this time, for sure he had it, just this once!

The Koopa groans. His muscles were sore and the only thing going for him is the sun going down so that the glaring sun doesn’t hurt his eyes even when they’re closed. He didn’t fair well on his own, he knew Kamek and his loyal minions will be here soon, so he will have to lie here and wait a while. 

He wasn’t going to have any visitors, he never did.

He must’ve dozed off because he didn’t hear footsteps nearby or the soft voices whispering above him. But he did feel a touch on his snout and he couldn’t help but groan and lean into it. A surprised grunt escaped someone’s lips and the large Koopa found he had nudged his face into their chest and lap, effectively dropping his head half on them if the legs kicking under his chin is evidence to his actions.

A distant giggle caught his ear and the irritated sigh underneath him means he’s trapped someone, and honestly, he didn’t want to be alone, hurt and unwanted. And judging by the (two) sounds around him, they weren’t sure whether to stick around.

Please stay…

A hand rubs his snout and his eyes finally find the strength to open so he can see who it is before he passes out from exhaustion. He didn’t see much except a red and green blur watching him until his vision goes dark.

“You-a think you went-a too far, Bro?” Luigi asked softly as the Koopa snores in Mario’s chest.

“He-a said not to hold back. You-a know how-a he is, Bro.” Mario says. He may be true to his word but his guilt made him stick around to make sure Bowser was okay. After taking Princess Peach back to her castle for Toadsworth to cry with worry and relief of her return, this nagging feeling he felt after the battle wouldn’t go away.