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Unbeknownst to the now engaged royals, they had a witness. An imp with purple tentacles for hair watched from afar, chortling to themselves. They grinned, pearly white fangs glistening in the light. The imp reached into their suit jacket and produced a piece of chalk. With precision, they wrote a circle with symbols around it on the nearby wall and then leaped into it.
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As the creature disappeared into the circle, a portal opened up elsewhere and they re-appeared to a dark, underground lair. The walls were lined with shelves filled with ancient tomes and strange artifacts; the scene was illuminated by floating blue fire. The imp made their way to a large stone table in the center of the room where none other than King Boo sat. The glistening purple crown sat on his head. King Boo’s vibrant mauve eyes turned to the imp, a devilish grin stretching across his fangs. "Ah, Marquis Masque! Welcome back, friend," he said. "What is your report?"
The marquis bowed. "My lord, I bring interesting news from the Darklands: King Bowser has proposed to his consort!” he said.
"Interesting news indeed," King Boo said, tapping his nubby appendage on the armrest of his chair. "How… heartwarming . After so many misses, the mighty Demon King has found love, and to that deplorable, cowardly plumber in green no less . ”
Venom laced his voice. The magical crown on his head glowed brighter; several books were thrown out of their shelves. King Boo snarled, “Six wretched years! I’ve been confined in this infernal mansion for that long!” he shouted. “Meanwhile those two are enjoying their freedom and basking in their love for each other!”
“King Boo, if I may, what better way to get revenge on the green plumber than to crash his wedding~”
King Boo laughed, “This is why you and I are friends, Masque. You always come up with the most devilish of plans.”
Masque chuckled, their tentacled-hair bouncing as they moved. The marquis jumped onto the stone table and adjusted their tie. “I have already called an ally to aid you in this endeavor.”
“Masque, you spoil me,” said Boo. “Who is this ally you speak of?”
Suddenly the doors opened. A hulking figure walked into the room, the rustling of a cape followed behind. King Boo rose from his chair and floated forward, “Well, this is a surprise.”
“ Hello, Boo .”
King K. Rool stomped into his office; the light from the floating flames reflected off his gold armor and crown. His bulging eye stared off into the distance while the other focused on the ghostly ruler; needle-like teeth peeked out of his snout. Rool snorted, “Heard you’ve got revenge plans and needed a way outta here, ” he said.
“Marquis Masque has just informed me that the Mario brother, Luigi, is getting married. I plan to crash his wedding!”
Rool scratched his chin, “Hmm… Crashing weddings ain’t really my style, but I have been out of the game for a while,” he mused. “I do miss causing chaos.”
After their final defeats, both villainous rulers were imprisoned in their own way. This “era of peace” or whatever has truly put a damper in their schemes. Rool approached the stone table and sat down. Boo crossed his arms. “You know, Luigi isn’t the only one that’s going to be present,” he said. “Donkey Kong might be there~”
Rool raised an eyebrow at Boo's statement. "Donkey Kong? That big ape? " he asked with a growl. "What could he possibly have to do with this?"
Boo smirked. "DK is close friends with the plumber boys. His presence at the wedding is guaranteed,” he said.
Masque’s tentacles twitched with excitement. “Oh~” they purred. “Two for one! Nobody could have ever foreseen such a dastardly duo would crash a royal wedding; you both get revenge against your greatest enemies!”
Rool leaned back in his chair, considering the possibilities. He had always been a fan of elaborate schemes and grandiose plans, but lately he had been feeling restless and bored. Maybe crashing a wedding was just what he needed to shake things up.
"Alright," he said finally, standing up from his seat. "I'm in. Let's crash this wedding and cause some chaos."
Boo grinned wickedly, his eyes glowing with anticipation. "Excellent," he said. "Let’s give good ol’ Luigi the best wedding gift ever ~”
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The morning after their double proposal, the soon-to-be husbands initiated the wedding preparations. Bowser had pretty much handled the planning for the most part, all the information kept safely in a large leatherbound book in his office. However, now, the two could sit down and discuss those plans, tweaking them here and there. The two held hands as they reviewed vendors and locations, the rings of silver and obsidian glistening in the kingdom’s volcanic glow. Luigi flipped a page, “Oh! Are we having the wedding here?” he asked.
Bowser’s tail wagged, “W-well, I was thinking we could just have it here as opposed to the Moon or something,” he snorted. “But! We can always have it somewhere else if you’d like.”
“No, no, tesoro . I- I do want to have it here, at home! I’d feel safe knowing our home would keep our special day safe; plus, I-I a-am going to be ruling this kingdom too…”
I’m going to be ruling this kingdom too … Those words sent him into overdrive, purring louder than an engine. Luigi laughed and smiled, squeezing his hand. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have found someone like Luigi. Not only was he kind, loving, and supportive, but he also understood the weight of his responsibilities as a future ruler. It wasn't easy to balance personal desires with the needs of the kingdom, but Luigi made it all seem effortless.
As they continued to plan their special day together, Bowser felt a sense of comfort knowing that they would be celebrating in the safety of their own home. It was a small gesture, but it meant the world to him.
Luigi's laughter and smile were infectious, and he couldn't help but feel grateful for every moment they spent together. He knew that ruling a kingdom would come with its challenges, but with Luigi by his side, he felt confident that they could overcome anything. And having someone to go to when he wasn’t being a king would do wonders; to wake up feeling those tiny arms around him every morning would be the best feeling in the world.
Together, they would build a future filled with love, happiness, and prosperity for their kingdom and each other. And on their special day, surrounded by the warmth of their home and the love of their friends.
“Your Highnesses, the Toadstool King and Queen have arrived.”
Bowser and Luigi looked to the side. Kamek had appeared beside them, accidentally interrupting their moment. The advisor leaned on his wand, “They are waiting for you in the foyer,” he said. The engaged couple stood up and followed Kamek out of the office. As they made their way to the foyer, Bowser and Luigi couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. They took a deep breath and entered the room, where they were greeted by the Toadstool King and Queen.
“ Fratellino !”
Mario ran to him and trapped him in a powerful hug, even lifting Luigi off his feet. The younger twin smiled and patted his arms. Peach approached the group, cradling her swollen belly, “We received the news this morning! We just had to come here and congratulate you!” she exclaimed. Mario let go of Luigi, allowing him to walk over and hug Peach.
The expecting queen giggled, “You have no idea how happy I am.”
She broke away from their hug and wiped her face, then she turned her attention to Bowser. “Well? Where’s my hug?!” The Koopa King jumped slightly and obliged, gently wrapping a hand around her and pulling her into a side hug. Peach smirked, “I’m pregnant. Not made of glass,”
“I’m just being cautious, Peach!”
Despite their past, the two treated each other like best friends. And ever since Peach revealed her pregnancy, Bowser has been protective and cautious around her; he would be very wary of his strength and during their outings, he’d sometimes growl at those who got too close. Mario didn’t help in any way, too busy enforcing his own protective tendencies; Peach essentially had two very powerful bodyguards around her. Well, three. Luigi couldn’t lie that he would sometimes shock people if they got too close. Queen Peach didn’t seem to mind this at all. Mario clapped his hands together, “So! When’s the big day? What’re the plans?” he asked.
Luigi grabbed Bowser’s free hand, “We were just discussing that,” he replied. “Bowser actually had the majority of it planned out!”
Bowser rubbed the back of his neck, “I-I’ve been planning this for a while now, okay? Everything should be set up within a month or so,” he said sheepishly.
“Did you ask the kingdoms to cater for the wedding?” said Peach. “I’m sure they would be happy to, now that their supplies are being used for a genuine wedding.”
She jabbed an elbow against Bowser’s stomach; the massive koopa turned scarlet with embarrassment over the reminder of his final stunt. Even though it was all water under the bridge, they liked to tease him about his past villainous career. Bowser let go of Peach, “I’d actually like that. Make it symbolic that I really am leaving all of that shit behind me by asking if I could have those items.”
Mario adjusted his hat, “Just say the word. We can get in contact with the other rulers in no time!”
“Oh, we have to call Daisy! We absolutely cannot exclude her from this!” added Peach.
Bowser chuckled. “Already taken care of.”
The two stopped a moment to look at him, then each other before smirking at Bowser. The king hid his red face in his hands; Luigi chuckled and hugged his side, “Why don’t we discuss this in the dining room? We still have to send the invites and get the venue ready!”
Willing to spare any more teasing, the Toadstool Queen and King relented. The group of royals headed towards the dining room, excitedly chattering about the upcoming event.
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The wedding planning took slightly longer than intended; nevertheless, everything was ready! Guests from all over the world made their way to the Darklands’ capital, excited to attend the union. As Queen Peach predicted, the other kingdoms were more than happy to help in the preparations; an outdoor venue was booked and the coronation would take place after their honeymoon in the Sea Kingdom. Rosalina was, in fact, in the galaxy and was going to make it to the event.
Clothes were tailored, catering was meticulously planned, and the entertainment was carefully selected to ensure that everyone had a great time. The Darklands' army was on high alert, making sure that the wedding went off without a hitch. Everything was perfectly in place. With everything being handled by others, the grooms were allowed to get ready.
Luigi stood in front of a vanity, standing still as Mario focused on tying in his bow tie. Luigi couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. This was a big day for both him and Bowser, and he wanted everything to go smoothly. He took a deep breath and looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing a black tuxedo with a white shirt and a bright green bow tie. Mario was wearing the same, except his bow tie was red.
"Hey, you look great!" Mario said as he finished tying his bow tie.
Luigi smiled back at him. "You think so?"
Mario nodded and fixed his hair. They both took one last look in the mirror before turning to each other. "You ready for this?" Mario asked.
Luigi nodded. "Yeah, I think so."
Mario put his hand on Luigi's shoulder. "Don't worry, everything's going to be perfect."
Luigi smiled again, feeling reassured by Mario's words. He knew that they had each other's backs no matter what happened. Luigi felt his anxiety wash away as he thought about the bond he shared with his brother. They had been through so much together, from battling enemies to traveling galaxies. But no matter what obstacles they faced, they always had each other's backs.
Mario's words reminded Luigi that he would always have his back, and that together they could overcome anything. He knew that if he ever needed help or support, Mario would be there for him without hesitation. And he doesn’t have anything to be afraid of! It’s his wedding day, he should be rejoicing!
“ Sorridi, fratello. Stai per sposare il re dei tuoi sogni! ” said Mario.
Luigi chuckled. He had been waiting for this day for so long, and he wasn't going to let anything ruin it. Suddenly they perked up at the sound of running footsteps. Daisy burst through the door, effortlessly catching her breath before speaking. “You two ready?” she asked.
Mario raised an eyebrow, “Uh… yeah. But, what’s the rush?”
A cheeky smile pulled at her lips. “There’s been a small change in plans,” said Daisy. “Luigi needs to get to the altar like yesterday .”
The green-cladded groom reached towards the vanity and quickly put on his earrings. While Luigi rushed to put on his shoes, Mario tried to get an answer from Daisy about the sudden change since he was going to walk Luigi down the aisle but the Sarasaland Empress refused; such behavior was not uncommon for her, but this was out of the ordinary even for her. In fact, she’s been acting odd ever since the engagement announcement. Mario hoped she didn’t decide now would be a good time to play one of her pranks; he swore to Grambi, if she does anything, he will crucify her. Luigi adjusted his sleeves, “Come on, Mario. Everyone’s waiting!” he said, “We’ll figure it out later!”
Mario quit grilling Daisy for answers. He followed his brother out of his room and out into the wedding hall. Luigi’s footsteps echoed off the walks. He focused on the sound, lest he be distracted by his racing heartbeat. The sudden change doesn’t bother him one bit; at the end of the day, he will get to call Bowser his husband. The thought caused his steps to quicken. The feeling of pure happiness and excitement was overwhelming, and he couldn't contain it. His heart raced faster and faster, as if trying to keep up with the pace of his thoughts. He felt alive, invigorated, and unstoppable. This was the moment he had been waiting for, and he knew that nothing could bring him down from this high. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the feeling of pure joy that filled every inch of his being.
He reached forward and opened the large entrance doors.
The wedding altar stands tall and proud, its grandeur commanding the attention of all attendees. Its formidable structure is adorned with abundant greenery and fragrant blooms, illuminated by the warm glow of flickering candles. As Luigi approached the altar, his heart pounded with anticipation for what would soon transpire under this majestic canopy. The delicate lace curtains billow in the gentle breeze, framing the focal point where vows will be exchanged and lives forever entwined. His stepson, Ludwig, sat by a grand piano; ready to get everything started.
Guests sat in their seats, watching with excitement in their eyes. Peach stood by the altar, beaming with just a small glimmer of confusion. Luigi could only smile and shrug in response as he continued his way down the aisle, Mario and Daisy walking closely on his heels. The two diverted once they reached the altar; Daisy went to stand by Peach, while Mario stood by DK and the other groomsmen. Kammy stood by the altar, ready to officiate the ceremony. The verdant groom stood in his place, anxiously fiddling with his tie. Everything was in place…
But where was Bowser?
They waited patiently for the other groom. Perhaps he was still getting ready; Luigi knew it took him some extra time to get ready, considering his size and his own personal preferences. Luigi couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he thought about his fiancé's grooming routine. He knew that Bowser would never settle for anything less than perfection, especially on such an important day.
As he waited, Luigi took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves. He had been looking forward to this day for months, and now that it was finally here, he couldn't believe how quickly the time had flown by. He glanced around at the other guests who were also waiting patiently for the ceremony to begin. Some were chatting quietly amongst themselves, while others were lost in their own thoughts. However, such lack of activity was not settling well with Luigi, whose anxiety was going through the roof as minutes ticked by.
One…
Ten….
Forty-five minutes…
An hour passed and still nothing. Luigi glanced over his shoulder to look at Mario; he approached him and whispered something to him, but he could barely register it. The whole cathedral started shaking violently. Guests gasped and yelped. A loud roar tore through the peaceful calm. And just as quickly as it came, the tremor was gone. Luigi and Mario exchanged worried glances. They knew that something was not right. The shaking had been too intense to be a mere earthquake. And what was that roar? But they were stopped by the sound of the piano starting.
Everyone gathered themselves as best they could and stood up. A pair of Paratroopas nearby pulled open the door. Luigi reached into his pocket and retrieved a handkerchief, promptly wiping away his nervous sweat. In came Junior, looking adorable in his little green suit. Rosalina floated nearby, casting a faint celestial glow as she guided the little prince. Luigi couldn’t help but notice the outfit she wore; a white blouse with a navy blue skirt with silver lining. I made that… Wait! That’s why she was nearby! Bowser had already sent her an invite, he thought. That kooky koopa and his scheming.
Junior arrived at the altar, giggling and holding the rings over his head, accidentally tipping them over; Rosalina discreetly pushed the pillow up, covering her mouth to muffled her laugh. Luigi smiled at him and signaled for them to get to their positions. With a dramatic flare, Wendy walked down the aisle and threw petals flowers into the air. The awaiting groom took a shaky breath, tears welling up in his eyes as he saw her in her red dress. It also meant the moment he’s been waiting for was looming closer. Wendy stopped by the altar, “You’re going to absolutely flip , Mama.” she said.
Luigi raised an eyebrow and before he could even ask what she meant, the princess walked away. He looked over at Mario again, who shrugged, not having a clue on what Wendy was referring to. His gaze quickly moved to Daisy; the empress responded to this by smirking. The sound of heavy footsteps caught his attention. He looked up and his jaw just dropped.
Gasps and whispers broke out through the wedding hall.
The photographers went into a frenzy.
And Luigi nearly crumbled to his knees.
The King of the Darklands walked into the wedding hall, his father walking beside him. Bowser walked with grace, showing everyone present he was absolutely owning the white wedding dress he wore. His scarlet locks were styled in waves and neatly held back by a red veil. As he walked down the aisle, the guests couldn't help but stare in awe at the King's stunning appearance. Luigi took in as many details as he could possibly handle. His movements were unhindered by the lengthy skirt, indicating Bowser knew what he was doing. The dress complimented his physique and his scales beautifully; he even wore a pair of crystals hanging from gold around his horns, simulating earrings.
Luigi felt a sense of admiration for Bowser's confidence and bold fashion choices. It was clear that his King had put a lot of thought and effort into his appearance, and it paid off in spades. He even held the bouquet of flowers and writhing baby Piranha plants with absolute ease. The guests whispered amongst themselves, marveling at the sight before them. It must certainly be shocking to see such a prominently masculine man in such a beautiful dress; however, Luigi wasn’t focused on that. He felt… like he knew why he was doing this and the events from a few weeks ago started to make sense; the epiphany caused a tear to spill.
He reached into his pocket for his handkerchief, but was stopped by a scaled hand wiping his face. The soft glove and rough scales indicative of its owner. Luigi looked up, meeting Bowser’s red eyes. He handed the deadly bouquet to Daisy, without looking away. The king gently cupped his face. "My deepest apologies for the delay, everybody," Bowser said in a surprisingly calm voice. "There was a slight problem with my dress today."
A collective sigh of relief broke through the silence. A deep rumbling laugh built in Bowser’s throat; he signaled everybody to sit down. Then, he took Luigi’s hands into his own. Kammy rubbed her hands together, “All right, let’s get this show started, dearies.” she whispered to herself. She waved open a book then cleared her throat. “Dearly beloved! Friends, allies of the Darklands, and others! We gather here today to witness the union of King Bowser Daemon Koopa and Duke Luigi Charlie Mario!”
Kamella started with a deep speech about the power of their marriage and what this brings for the New World. As the mage continued her speech, the guests looked on in awe. Bowser and Luigi stood in front of each other, holding hands and smiling at each other. It was a sight that many had never thought they would see - the King of the Darklands and the hero of the Mushroom Kingdom coming together in marriage. And with those words said, Kamella moved onto the next phase of the ceremony.
“Now, we move onto the vows; my king, you may go first.”
Bowser nodded, his tail swishing from side to side anxiously. He took a deep breath and looked into Luigi's eyes, feeling his heart swell with love. He had never imagined that he would find someone who could accept him for who he was, flaws and all. But Luigi had shown him that love was not about perfection, but about accepting each other's imperfections and growing together.
"My dearest Luigi," Bowser began, his voice trembling slightly. "From the moment I met you, I knew that you were the one for me. You have brought light into my life where there was once darkness. You have shown me what it means to love unconditionally and to be loved in return."
He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of Luigi's smile and the tears glistening in his eyes.
"I promise to always be there for you, through thick and thin. In times of need, I’ll be by your side, to support you in your dreams and aspirations, and to stand by your side no matter what challenges we may face. And in battle, I vow to be your fury; if you feel your bravery has been stretched thin, I will not hesitate, not for a second , to lend you mine.”
Bowser said the rest of his vows with pride and ended them with a strong huff of smoke, fighting his tears back lest he ruin his daughter’s work on his makeup. Luigi squeezed his hands. The verdant groom smiled and began his own set of vows. “Bowser, since the moment we got together, I knew that you were the one for me. Your strength, your determination, and your fierce loyalty to those you love have always inspired me. And now, as I stand here before you, I vow to be your partner in all things.
“I promise to support you in your endeavors, to stand by your side through thick and thin, and to always be there for you when you need me. I will cherish you, respect you, and honor our commitment to each other for all time. Together we will face whatever challenges come our way, and we will emerge stronger and more united than ever before. Bowser, I love you with all my heart, and I am honored to be your husband."
A muffled wail marked Luigi’s end of his vows. The grooms turned to the side. Mario (who was biting down on his knuckle to muffle his cries) was trying to console a hysterical Kamek, who covered his beak with a handkerchief and apologized for his outburst. Kamella turned around and wiped her eyes before returning to her original position, “All right, dearies. Let’s get this over with; I don’t think our hearts can take this,” she said. Multiple, weepy guests agreed as they tried to wipe their tears. The two nodded and put their rings on. With a wave of her hand, the book closed and the podium disappeared.
“By the power vested in me and with everyone present as witnesses, I declare you husbands!” she said, raising hands. “You may now kiss the Italian!”
“ FINALLY !”
Luigi leaped into Bowser’s arms and wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled his king into a deep kiss. Bowser held onto him, refusing to ever let go, and spun in a circle. The guests leapt out of their seats, clapping and cheering. Mario couldn’t hold in any longer and started bawling his eyes out; Peach reached out and hugged him, gently patting his head. Kamella left her pot to console an even more happily crying Kamek. Even Daisy stood like a soldier with her arms crossed with a smile and tears on her face; there was not a single dry eye in sight. After a long moment, the two separated (only because they needed to breathe) and hugged each other.
The new married couple walked down the aisle, Luigi sitting comfortably on his husband’s arm. As the grooms exited the wedding hall, so did their families and guests.
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The reception was in full swing! The music was loud and upbeat, filling the room with energy. Guests were mingling and laughing, drinks in hand. The dance floor was packed with people showing off their best moves. The aroma of delicious food wafted through the air, tempting everyone to indulge in the feast. The decorations were stunning, creating a festive atmosphere that added to the joyous mood of the occasion. It was clear that everyone was having a great time and enjoying themselves to the fullest.
Bowser and Luigi stood in the middle, swaying with the music, stealing a kiss every now and then. On occasion, a guest would stop by and congratulate them, wishing them nothing but the best in their marriage. The human leaned against his chest, “So this is the reason for the sudden interest in dresses.”
The Koopa King smirked. “I wanted to show you that you don’t have to be afraid. As long as you aren’t hurting anybody, you shouldn’t have to hide your form of expression.”
Luigi smiled up at Bowser, feeling grateful for his understanding and support. He had always been self-conscious about his love for fashion and dressing up, especially in front of others who might judge him. But being with Bowser made him feel safe and accepted. Maybe he has already been lending him some of his bravery since the very beginning.
“Hey, you two!”
The kings turned around to the sound of Peach’s voice. The queen walked over to them, a puffy-eyed Mario held onto her arm; Daisy walked behind them with her hands on her head. The Toadstool queen beamed at them, “Look at you two! You’re practically glowing!” she said.
Bowser wrapped an arm around Luigi’s waist, purring and nuzzling into his curly hair. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for years.”
“Feeling is mutual, tesoro .”
The crowd watched the two loving husbands, not caring about the public display of affection. Daisy leaned forward, “So, Bowsy, guess my lessons paid off~” she said with a smirk.
Peach looked at her. “What do you mean?”
“Oh, you just think the muscle man over here just knows how to walk in a dress? I had to teach him, so he wouldn’t face plant on his own wedding day!”
“Hey!”
Daisy laughed and snorted. Rosalina bumped her hip against her side, “Daisy, play nice.”
“I am. Just reminding him of the princess who saved his tail,” replied Daisy.
“Thank you for helping me, Daisy,” said Bowser with an eye roll. “And thank you for coming all this way, Rosalina.”
The celestial sorceress smiled. “I’d never miss my friends’ happiest day.”
The group continued talking and drinking, enjoying each other’s company. As the night wore on, the conversation became more animated and lively. They shared stories, jokes, and memories, laughing and teasing each other in equal measure. The drinks flowed freely, and they toasted to their friendship and the good times they had shared together. The festive mood seemed to last eternity. That is… until Luigi felt the air grow cold.
He grabbed Bowser’s arm in a deadly grip.
The king looked at him with a worried expression. He kneeled down, pushing the layers of fabric away. “Luigi? Babe, what’s wrong?”
“Don’t you feel that?”
Bowser pulled him close, his eyes turned into slits and a growl built up in his throat as dark clouds formed overhead. Guests in their proximity looked around nervously. Suddenly phantom gates appeared, blocking the exits and the guards. Kremlings jumped out of the bushes, brandishing all sorts of weaponry, laughing and snapping their claws to elicit fear. The Koopa king pulled his husband closer, “EVERYONE GET BACK!”
Cold malevolent laughter cut through the panic and confusion.
King Boo materialized in the center of the area, cackling like no tomorrow. Luigi started to tremble at the sight of his formerly imprisoned enemy. Bowser growled, “ What the fuck are you doing here, Boo?”
The ghostly ruler smirked and floated towards a table, chuckling as a set of Toads ran away from him. He grabbed a glass of wine and swirled it around, “Oh~ I’ve just come to congratulate you both. Your love is just like a fairy tail! Two souls going against the current to be together~ How sweet…” then his expression soured. “Too bad I was too busy trapped in a mansion to witness the ceremony.”
Luigi flinched at the sound of his words, but then glared at him. He gently pushed away Bowser, “Like I’d invite you.”
King Boo choked on his wine, then started laughing even more, apparently finding Luigi’s defense humorous. Bowser growled and stepped forward but a gunshot stopped him. One of the phantom gates opened and in walked a familiar yet unwanted guest. King Rool stomped through, holding the musket on his shoulders. “Yo, KB! Why don’t you just sit back and relax? I got this!”
The reptilian king slapped his belly and laughed, then readied his weapon. People screamed and made a run for the exit but the armed kremlings stopped them. Rool looked at the guests, smiling and enjoying the fear in their eyes… Until he saw the bride. Or well, the groom wearing a bride’s dress. His jaw dropped and so did his musket, “B-Bowser?”
The Koopa King’s eyes narrowed. “Krusha?”
Rool dropped his gun. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“THIS IS MY WEDDING, YOU DIPSHIT!”
The gears seemed to be turning in Rool’s head. King Boo raised an eyebrow, “Hehe. It seems you two know each other.”
Rool turned to him and snarled. “BOO, YOU MOTHERFUCKER! YOU DIDN’T TELL ME THIS WAS MY EX’S WEDDING!”
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One could hear a pin drop.
Everyone turned to look at Bowser, who closed his eyes and turned his head away. DK muscled his way through the crowd. He put a hand on Bowser’s shoulder, “I’m sorry. What did you call him?”
Bowser snorted smoke. “What? That’s his name. Krusha K. Rool.”
“You two used to date?!” piped Daisy.
“Listen! My taste in men got way better!” Bowser said defensively and picking Luigi up.
A glass breaking disrupted their conversation. Boo floated upwards, looking rather peeved at being ignored. His crown glowed violently, “I don’t care about this! Rool, we have a deal!”
Rool adjusted his own crown. “Oh, yeah? Well, you can stick that deal where that purple light of yours don’t shine!” he hissed. “What kinda asshole do you think I am? I never would have agreed to this if I’d known this was Bowser’s wedding.”
DK raised an eyebrow, “You’re perfectly okay with starving an entire nation for hostile takeover, but draw the line at crashing your ex’s wedding?”
“You shut up and stay outta this.”
Thunder rumbled overhead. The two arguing kings looked at the source; Luigi stood by Bowser’s side, eyes glowing a vibrant blue. The Koopa King exhaled flames and took off his veil and horn decorations, “Hey, Peaches. Hold these.”
“Yep.”
Rool and King nervously backed away as the angry husbands plus their wedding party approached them. It was a mistake to come here, on this day. Boo wished he’d stayed at the mansion and Krusha wished he had never left Crocodile Isle…
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Bowser plopped onto the bed, letting out a yawning roar; Luigi plopped right next to him. After giving Krusha a first-hand lesson in the powers of electricity and sending Boo running back to the Underwhere, the two resumed their wedding festivities like nothing happened. Bowser threw the bouquet (Rosalina caught it to everyone’s shock considering how determined Birdette and Daisy were) and they got to cut their cake (the koopalings were coming down from their sugar highs in their hotel rooms). And so, the husbands finally had time for themselves.
The beastly king slowly stood up, “I’m way too tired for anything tonight.”
Luigi let out a muffled reply. Bowser reached behind him, struggling to reach his dress’ zipped. His husband raised his head, “Need help?” he asked.
“Yes, please. The dress hype is officially gone-so.”
The new King chuckled and stood up; Bowser turned around, exposing his back to him. Luigi quickly unzipped the dress, and just as quickly his husband wiggled out of it. The human laughed at his husband’s actions and took off the stuffy tuxedo. He yawned, feeling the exhaustion of the day catching up to him. Bowser shuffled onto the pillows, “Come here, I’ve got enough energy for a tiddy hug.”
“Yippe!”
In a less than graceful way, Luigi jumped into his outstretched arms and burrowed his face into his pectorals. Bowser laughed and began to purr, enjoying his husband’s warmth. Luigi couldn't help but feel embarrassed by his lack of grace, but Bowser's warm embrace made him forget all about it. He felt safe and loved in his husband's arms, and he knew that nothing could harm him as long as Bowser was there to protect him.
As they laid there, wrapped up in each other's embrace, Luigi couldn't help but think about how lucky he was to have found someone like Bowser. Despite their differences, they had managed to build a life together filled with love and happiness.
And as Bowser continued to purr contentedly, Luigi knew that he would do anything to keep this feeling of warmth and safety for the rest of his life. He made a silent promise to himself to always cherish Bowser and their relationship. He knew that there would be challenges ahead, but he was willing to face them as long as they were together. With a smile on his face, Luigi hugged Bowser tighter, feeling grateful for the love that they shared.