//------------------------------// // Chapter 2: Lightning and Thunder // Story: Powser // by MagicOrcat //------------------------------// Um... Hi? It's Bowser. And, if you had read Magic's chapter, you would know that we headed off to a mountain to find the faceless bat named Fury's son, Thunder. Apparently he's hurt? My question is WHY THE FUCK WOULD FURY LET THUNDER OUT ALONE INTO A FUCKING MOUNTAIN!? WHAT THE FUCK, FURY!? I started to hear and feel Junior laughing really hard, Magic staring at me strangely, and Fury was rolling on the ground, he was screaming with laughter. "Bowser," Magic started as she clicked her tongue on her teeth. "You do realize that you just screamed curse words at Fury in the third person... What the absolute fuck?" Apparently I had actually screamed that part that was in all caps... And at that point, I just wanted to yeet myself out a window. "Just so you know, Bowser, I didn't leave Thunder in the mountains. He was kidnapped by Chrysalis and left to die, so, not my fault." Fury had finished his little chuckle party on the floor, and was trying to explain what happened. The thing is, I have no idea who the heck Chrysalis is, but it sounds like a bug. "Fury, that was not helpful. I don't know who Chrysalis is, and I want to know why- Um..." I struggled to find the right word, "They would kidnap someone so insignificantly small." "Hey, Thunder may be small, but he's really powerful. He a friggin alichangebaticorn! Which is an alicorn mixed with a changebat. Yep, his mum's an alicorn. I know how to get girls, bro." Fury yelled at me. But in the background, Magic was fighting with her horn, trying not to get pulled away, the signal was so strong. "Hey, I know that y'all are talking about Jen," Magic yelled at us while being dragged, "But meanwhile, Thunder is ridiculously close. So follow me please before I go yeeting into another tree." Fury ran off after her. "Dad?" Junior was going to ask me something, "What if we never get back home? Will I ever see Ludwig and the others again? And what if we can't get back home, what'll we do?" I just smiled at my son and said; "Junior, home is where the heart is. As long as you're with me, I'm already home. And I'm sure that if we can't get home, Magic would bring the Koopalings to us. Does that make you happier?" "Thanks, Papa. You're the best!" And he hugged my back as I walked over to where Fury and Magic were standing. "Magic, I was wondering, if we can't get back home," I started, "Will you bring the Koopalings to us? And who's Jen?" "If you really must know, Powser," (Magic calls me Powser sometimes due to my invention of the POW block.) "If we don't get back, at leaste we'll be safe from Mario. And Jen is Fury's wife and Thunder's mum, who has also been kidnapped by Chrysalis, and put into a cocoon, as well as Coconut Cream, Orkana, and maybe Nebula, Fury's friends. The only one that hasn't been captured by Chrysalis is Thunder, and even then he's really hurt. And speaking of Thunder, he's this waaaaay!" Magic screamed while being pulled away by her horn. "SHIT, MAGIC HAS BEEN YEET! WE HAS TO FIND HER!" I was confused by Fury's broken English, but got the gist as we ran towards her general direction, calling out for her. "Magic? Maaaaagic! Where are you?" "Marco! Marco!" Fury screamed. "Oh, like that's gonna work!" Was he seriously trying to play Marco Polo in this moment? "Polo! I'm over heeeere!" A voice in the distance shouted "Welp, it worked so SHUT UP POKEY!" Did Fury just call me Pokey!? "Move over Faceless, I'm gonna try!" I shoved Fury over. "Reeeed Robin!" Both me and Junior roared. "Yum! Great, now I'm hungry, THANKS A LOT! I NEED SOME MAC N CHEESE RIGHT NOW!" "Magic! Is Thunder with you!?" Fury shoved me over, making Junior fall off my back. "Um... More or less... Do you mean physically or mentally? Physically yes, but mentally, no." "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN!? IS HE CONCUSSED!? TELL ME WHAT YOU MEEEEAN!" Fury screamed in the most unholy shriek I've ever heard in my life. Then I got an idea. "Yeah, Magic could you explain, please? If you keep talking it'll help us find you." Then Fury looked up and facepalmed. Probably at the fact that he didn't figure that out earlier. Suck it Fury. "Well, I believe he's unconscious. He's breathing, but it looks pained. The infection on his shoulder is pretty damn bad, I hope we don't have to cut it off. That would be absolutely abysmal." Magic started to rattle off on what Thunder looks like, how she could heal the injuries, and then a random rant on why eons are the best unit of time. Then we finally found her when she was trapped in a paradox. (Praise Shaggy because my brain was starting to hurt.) "But if nothing is nothing, then something has to be nothing, so nothing is nothing, but-" But then Fury saved us from the paradox. "OH MY GHAD BE QUIET PLEASE BEFORE MY BRAIN EXPLODES! PARADOXES HURT! CAN WE JUST GET THUNDER AND GET OUT OF HERE, PLEASE!" Fury shrieked again in that unholy voice. "No, don't move Thunder! At least not until he wakes up. We don't know which ribs are broken!" Magic shouted when Fury was in the midst of picking Thunder up. "We should stay here until he wakes. Then I can heal him, then we can get moving." She turned to me and Junior, "Bowser, B.J., can you start a fire? It's getting dark out. Fury, stay with Thunder and call me if he wakes up." Then we disbanded as Junior and I headed into the forest to get wood. "Papa? Did you notice anything strange about Fury and Thunder?" "Well, aside from the fact that Fury has no face, his eyes are blue fire, and Thunder looks like a white tiger in a pirate bandana, no. Anyway, just look for some sticks, twigs, and some dead leaves. I want some campfire Hot Pockets!" Junior started laughing at what I said, and grabbed a bunch of twigs, as well as some leaves. I found a buttload of sticks and we headed back towards Fury and Magic. "How do y'all feel about having some campfire Hot Pockets with marshmallows for dessert?" Magic asked when we got back. "That's what I was thinking!" I swear, sometimes she can read my mind. "Sounds good to me! Thunder loves Hot Pockets, and I know this isn't logical, but maybe he'll wake up at the smell of them." So we sat down and are gonna have some campfire Hot Pockets.