Worst Son Ever

[koopaling]

[Whoever was in charge of looking after Bowser Jr. was doing an awful job of it. Because there he was, graffiti painting every surface he could find like a little jerk.]

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Best Son

[bowbow]

::Bowser stands off to the side, and wipes a tear from his eye.::

Re: Best Son

[koopaling]

[Bowser arrived in time to see Junior putting the finishing touches on a very crude painting of Mario getting his lower half eaten by a piranha plant.]

Hey, papa! Should I put stink lines on Mario?

Re: Best Son

[ihateplumbers]

As many as you can fit in, son.

Not actually here. Not really. Maybe not. By Janitor Assasin Native American Man to You

[mohawk_tomahawk]

Re: Best Son

[koopaling]

Just you watch, Papa!

[He proceeded to paint so many stink lines on Mario. He even started to paint in some of Mario's stupid friends dying from the stink of the big fat stupid plumber.]

There! I call it "Mario Gets Chomped!"

[koopaling]

[Junior responded in a most mature way. He slapped his messy paintbrush right on Connor's dumb face, leaving a streak of paint down his front.]

[mohawk_tomahawk]

[Rage. Fury. Irritation. Humiliation. Squidward.]

[koopaling]

[Pointing. Mocking laughter.]

Okay seriously now

[mohawk_tomahawk]

[The janitor was watching you do this, and there was no reason to be found as to why. Unless if he just wanted to put a damper on the cleaning efforts, as if it was on purpose.]

You.

[He's not furious, yet. Not really, but there is a commanding firmness in his voice.]

What do you think you are doing?

Re: Okay seriously now

[koopaling]

I'm painting! What are you gonna do, try an' stop me?

[mohawk_tomahawk]

[Tough kid, acting like a tough kid anyway. It was obvious that there was a canny resemblance to that Bowser creature, coincidence hardly happened that way.

He was just as pleasant, if just a LOT less intimidating.

Let's face it, Connor wasn't one to even look intimidated easily. So, Junior got an unimpressed look.]

Yes, it is my job.

[koopaling]

Well, buzz off! I'm busy! Not like you could stop me anyhow!

[He decided to prove his point by waving his paintbrush at Connor, leaving a streak of paint across his shirt before going back to the wall he was defacing.]

[ihateplumbers]

It's beautiful, Junior. A real masterpiece. I feel sorry for the piranha plant.

::Papa places his claw on your shoulder. It's reaffirming and full of warm fuzzies.::

[koopaling]

Yeah, it's a good thing it doesn't have a nose!

[He laughed in that Bowser Jr. Trying To Sound Like His Papa way]

So now that I'm here, how long until we get to toss Mario in lava and watch him melt??

[ihateplumbers]

Oh, we'll give it some time. Once he's melted, there's no more Mario to torment. We'll make sure to get a lot of fun in before that happens.

[koopaling]

You're right, papa! We can't melt him right away, we've gotta make him suffer first! His wimpy brother too! Good point!

One of these days I wanna be as smart and evil as you, papa.