Thanks to a plan gone wrong, the entire kingdom of Darkland had been transported to the world of Remnant. What does that mean? Two things. One, Bowser could go on a grand conquest of all the kingdoms. Two, he could team up with Beacon Academy's grea...
Bowser felt different. He couldn't explain it, but he felt a familiar feeling from long ago. He felt sick. Very, very sick. His stomach started to hurt and he glowed purple. It wasn't his semblance, because he didn't activate it. He started to breathe out a purple cloud of spores that started to come together, taking shape. They became solid, taking the shape of a familiar figure, one Bowser was very unsettled by. Himself.
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The clone was pinkish purple and regular purple all around his body. It was the same size, the same shape, and had the same features. This was Shrowser, a Shroob clone of Bowser.
"Well what do we have here? A weak version of my awesome self!" Said Shrowser, insulting the original.
"Hey, what gives!? Who the heck are you, ya purple puke!!?" Bowser demanded, continuing to hold his stomach.
"Watch it, you rotten reptile! I'm Shrowser, your Shroob doppelganger, who is ten times better and cooler than you!" Shrowser boasted.
"Shut it, faker freak!! Everyone knows the original is more awesome than some new knockoff!" Bowser shot back.
"Name one new knockoff!" Shrowser dared.
"Bowsette." Bowser deadpanned.
"...Fair enough." Shrowser admitted reluctantly. He couldn't argue with that and he,er-they knew it.
They both shivered, uncomfortable from bringing back those horrible memories. They both shook it off and resumed their glaring and trash-talking contest.
"But thats enough talk! Actually, maybe it's not? ARGHH!!! You're upbringing of those memories got me distracted!!" Shrowser pointed at Bowser in accusation.
"You're just butt hurt because you're a fake!! I don't know what you are, but things will get ugly if you don't get out of my sight!! NOW!!" Bowser demand, angry at his doppelganger.
Shrowser just scoffed at the original.
"BAH!! You don't even know what I've got planned, you disgusting dodo!"
"Why should I care!? You're me, it's obviously world domination, lizard lips!" Bowser said matter of factly.
The Koopas growled at each other, before they started to beat each other up. A cloud of dust surrounded them as they let their fists do the talking.
"Take this!!"
"No, you take this!!"
"OW, watch the mane!!"
"Chew on this!!"
"No, you!!"
"I HAVE FURY!!"
The Koopas ceased their quarreling, bruises visible. Both turned to see a Fawfulcopter flying towards them. Its bottom hatch opened up to a pair of giant teeth that functioned as a speaker.
