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Bowser was waiting for him. He sat upon his throne with his claws intertwined. His eyes were locked on the door. It was soon smashed to pieces by a little Italian commie.

"Give me Peach!" Mario demanded.

"No."

Mario ran up to him so he can jump on his head. Bowser was too tall. He was confused when Bowser didn't move. 

The beast looked at him with his red eyes, which were cool for once. "We must discuss something."

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