Your face paled as the king said those fateful words. Being a seat cushion to anyone would be terrible, but there was few worse people in the Mario series to be under the ass of than King Bowser. The lizard set the cage on his thigh before opening it up and grabbing you with his cold, clammy hand. He tossed the cage to the side before hovering slightly above his chair. You looked at it, it looked about how you would expect. A well worn red cushion, damp with sweat and a skid mark through the center.
Bowser tossed you onto the center and, as anyone would do, you started to run. Where do you end up?
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