He's Not Heartless~Bowser Fanfic

Chapter 4

     I awoke in the darkness with a dimly lit candle across the room from me. Kamek flew in just in the knick of time.
     "Good morning King Bowser!" Kamek exclaimed flying around the room. I gave a grunt as I slowly rolled out of bed. "So, when shall I do the genetic mutation spell I was told to remind you of?" Kamek said, pulling a book out of his cloak and dismounting his broom.
     "Now's good," I say standing up out of bed. I heard about 50 cracks of my joints.
      "Okay then, master. I'll need a dna sample, so give me one of your hairs," I reached up and pulled a loose hair out of my head. Kamek took it and got out his wand. He waved it around while chanting something about cloning. Then all of a sudden POOF
      The room was really cloudy and foggy. Kamek and I choked on it. In a minute, the fog cleared. And on the floor, there sat a very young turtle like creature.
flashback
I look into the mirror and see me, a small turtle with a very unintimidating looking mouth. My parents had just left me. With a lot of wealth behind. I see a witch like creature come behind me and offer to serve me in exchange for wealth. The first thing he does is give me a bandana with sharp teeth to put over my mouth.
Flashback ended
I look up at Kamek after blankly staring at the young turtle.
     "Good job, now leave me," I said quietly. Kamek obeyed and flew out of the room. I crouched down to the ground where the small turtle lay. It opened it's eyes and stared right at"
me.
      "Woah," he said, pushing himself to his legs. He surveyed the room with awe in his face. "And you must be daddy!" The turtle said moving closer to me. His voice was high and his words were kinda choppy. "Hey you look just like me. Except bigger, and fatter," he said. He truly was a clone of me with the looks, voice (for at the age) and the rudeness.
      "I'm Bowser, your father," the word father rang in my head for a long time. I'd never imagined myself having family, let alone my own kid.
       "Yay! Daddy!" The clone ran over and hugged my leg, as I was so much bigger than him. "Wait. You have a name, so what's my name?"
       "Junior. Bowser Jr." I said as he pulled away. My own son standing right before me. What is this weird feeling in my chest. I've never felt it before. Is it love? Do I actually love someone besides myself?
        "Oh yeah! I'm Bowser Jr! I'm Bowser Jr!" The young turtle exclaimed, dancing around my room. He hopped on the bed and started throwing the pillows off of it and jumped up and down. He then jumped off and tripped and skidded on his knees. I chucked. He got up and continued his reckless play. I walked over to my bed side drawer and grabbed a white bandana with teeth on it.
       " Junior! Come over here," I said. I tied the bandana around his neck and slid it up to cover his mouth. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and ran over in astonishment. He ooh and awed at the bandana and made faces in the mirror at himself.
       "Hey Junior," I said after a while.
       "What daddy?" He said, looking in my direction.
        "Do you want your own room?" He gasped and eagerly jumped up and down. I grabbed Junior by the arm and led him out to the hallway. "Baddies!" I shouted. A bunch of minions came over.
"Hey who's that?"
"He looks just like the King,"
"Wow King Bowser finally has a son,"
     "Enough jabber! Go prepare a room quickly. The interior decorating committee ran off to prepare a room. In less that 5 minutes, they came back letting us know it was finished. Junior had kept himself entertained by climbing the castle walls and trying to knock off shelves. I enjoyed his destructive behavior already. He's what I need to beat the dreaded Mario.
      Th decorating committee had us follow them completely to another sector of the castle, a hall filled with 8 rooms, 7 of which were empty. We went inside Junior's room. Three walls were green while one was red. There was a red, green, and black comforter on the queen sized bed. There was also a balcony. There were multiple boxes filled with many things, like a couple gaming devices, different types of foam bullet guns, and many other destructive toys.
      "Wow! This is so cool! Thanks losers! Now get outta my room!" Junior shouted as he ran In and started going through the boxes. I smiled go myself and thought like father like son.

Hey guys!! Long chapter but hope you enjoyed it! Sorry if it's too emotional or over exaggerated this story is made to be the emotional and personal side of Bowser. Anyway if you made it this far thank you so much and expect another chapter here soon!