*Mario and Bowser are duking it out at the end of a game, while Peach is tied up, watching and waiting for Mario to beat him and rescue her. The battle is long and persistant, seeming to go nowhere.*
Bowser: Hey, Mario, what are we doing, anyway?
Mario: I dunno, fighting to get the princess?
Bowser: Why don't we take a break.
Mario: Okay.
-10 minutes later-
*Mario and Bowser are sitting on a red and white checkered blanket, sipping tea and talking as if they were old friends.*
Bowser: So whaddaya say, Mar? Let's go outside and pick some flowers.
*The two happily skip off, hand in claw, Princess Peach angrily still tied up and hanging.*
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Deep inside us all is a little green elf telling us to burn things.
Edited by - Sapphira on 5/19/2003 8:09:59 PM