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Bowser released a disconcerted low growl as he took in your appearance. You both sat opposite one another in a small prison chamber. The sole exit was heavily locked and rested behind the spiky shelled threat.
He sat in a characteristic manspread with one hand on his thigh. His claws lightly tapped at the scales there while you just stared at him wide eyed and stiff as a plank.
You might have fidgeted because the wooden chair you were tied to was uncomfortable but your body couldn’t focus on that. Your heart was pumping rapidly because you’d just been captured by this giant turtle beast. You were frozen in fear.
Bowser normally quite enjoyed being confronted with such fear stricken prey. In this moment he did not seem to be amused. He proceeded to release a sigh as he lifted one hand and ran it through his lush red hair?
You were just now noticing the strange features of his. He carried some imposing horns like those of a bull on his head but no noticeable external ears. Along with his head of hair he had intensely thick eyebrows. You had already noticed the spikes on his shell but he also wore spiked bracelets and a choker? He seemed like a peculiar fellow to say the least. You’d never seen anything like him. And you would have never expected the words that left his mouth following that exasperated sigh of his.
Without looking directly at you, he kept his gaze low as if he was tired, he said gruffly, ”You are going to pretend your my fiancé for as long as it takes to…” he paused for a second and looked off into space. His eyes softened for that moment. “As long as it takes to get Peaches.” The softness in his eyes lingered as his gaze now pointed to the metaphorical sky.
Bowsers eyes hardened as they fell down to you now. An abrupt rush of air exited his nostrils in puffs of smoke. It was a frustrated huff. The sound was enough to alarm you but the smoke was truly unsettling. Could he breath fire?!
You feared you might soon find out but he quickly stood up causing you to jump. He turned around and excited with a slam at the door. Tied down to your chair but ready to jump out of your skin you questioned all your life choices up to this point. The timing and structure of fate felt like some sick joke to you at this time.
Of all things, why the hell did you have to get kidnapped while wearing this damn princess costume?!