“Oh, Mario... hehehe... Stop it. Stoooooop it... hehehehe! Mario...”

Ughhhhhh....

Mario and Goombella were laying in the tent next to Bowsette and Peach, and were absolutely not shutting up with their cutesy romantic banter. Bowsette knew Mario had a way with women, but he was something beyond comprehension.

Knowing the power of his charm, Bowsette had to make extra sure to keep her Super Crown securely fastened to her head in case anyone were to try to steal it for... certain endeavors..

Okay, that was a joke, but Bowsette really didn’t know the full extent of this power-up working its magic on her. It didn’t seem like the crown was really attached to her head so much as it was a part of her head; no matter what position of gravity it was in, it didn’t fall off. Could anyone even physically remove the crown from the outside? Could she even do it herself? She’d never actually tried. Maybe it acted more like a curse, sealing your spirit permanently in this form. Which would honestly have been the best thing to ever happen to her... aside from the fact that the Mushroom Soul deactivated her original crown and led to... all the other stuff that happened earlier. This was a series of experimental mysteries she really hadn't even stopped to conceive of until now.

Why did the Super Crown even exist? There were apparently multitudes of them hidden away in the Royal Treasury, but to what end? What powers did they even have except to make you a human-esque female and somewhat princess-like in appearance, and its main purpose was to help those who wanted to embrace their feminine feelings? Was there a Super Crown equivalent for those who felt like a boy on the inside but not on the outside?

She looked over to Peach, who was asleep in her own sleeping bag, hair sprawled out across the floor. Her crown was not on, which at least ruled out for Bowsette the possibility that Super Crowns existed for the entire Royal Family and that Peach was secretly a four-foot-tall Toad otherwise. That would have been a funny twist, but no, she was just a beautiful human naturally, it appeared.

Man... Bowsette was just inches away from Peach’s face. If they weren’t both in separate sleeping bags right now, they would be close enough to hold hands again... Bowsette knew Peach had only done that to cheer her up at that uncomfortable luncheon the other day, but it still made her all steamy and blushing when she thought about it.

She had kidnapped and tried to marry Peach so many times out of this stupid sense that she was the perfect royalty and that her looks meant all, but they just hadn’t really gotten to know each other that well up until recently. At least Bowsette learning more about Peach. She wasn’t sure if the reverse was happening at all, because of how incredibly aloof she was all the time about not talking about her past except in her own head.

No way was Bowsette ever telling Peach about her first wife. Not if it meant the end of the world. And it could, seeing as how crucial a piece of the revolution she was. And her second wife... Well, that one was pretty easy to explain away. It was a stupid impulsive fling with an older Koopa, a reporter for the Koopa Kronicle who weasled her way into her life and left her all alone with Bowser Jr. It lasted all of a year and disappeared in a wisp. She was never going to live that one down, that’s for sure.

But the more she gazed at Peach, the more she realized how much she reminded her of those other two women. Well, at least one of the two.

Bowsette actually had a crush on Princess Peach now. What a crazy twist of fate this was.

She could still hear Goombella giggling as she told stories about her trip to Subcon with a bit of slurring in her voice. Sounds like those two had a few too many Penguin Proofs. Bowsette could really have used a drink to force herself asleep, that was for sure...