"What do you mean you kidnapped the wrong princess?" Bowser roared, spits of flame bursting from his outburst. "Its not hard! How many princesses are there?!"
"S-Sorry, sir...!" A shy guy nervously saluted and quickly bowed out.
Bowser, seeing the minions scuffle out, shook his head and pinched his forehead. "Whatever..." He grumbled and stomped towards the basement, making sure to grab his newest toy. "It'll be nice to have both!"
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