Something firmly grabbed your hair and pulled your head down. You closed your eyes and cleared the smoke in front of your eyes, and looked around. But right before your eyes, he had turned into a puff of smoke. 'Are you ok?' You asked, worried that he had almost killed himself. He groaned as he fell down on his chair, and you immediately ran up to him. He smirked once again and drank it quickly. 'What's that?' You asked, blinded by the hotness.
He grinned as he pulled a potion out from his desk and opened it. Please.' The room was silent as Bowser looked at you. 'If you are planning to do, 'the thing,' he quoted, 'be sure to use protection. 'What is it, Ludwig?' He asked, it was responded quickly with a thick real, German accent. Bowser groaned and laid on a table, chin in hand. 'Father,' a voice echoed from outside the iron door, you remembered that German accent.
It was like his room was filled with lava! You were like the Wicked Witch of The West from The Wizard of Oz. Thanks for 533 reads on my first ever chapter! It means a lot and I might make more in the future!Įver since you had finished the board game with the King of Koopas himself, he brung you into his room. My fellow people wanted a lemon, so they got one :D.
