A Nutcracker and the Beast

Chapter 15: Tend to Wounds

Kamek needed to talk to Luigi about this to avoid jumping to conclusions. When he got to his magic room in his tower, he realized that he had forgotten something, more like someone. He forgot that he told Luigi to hide in Bowser's room.

"Oh boy; I forgot, didn't I?" He spoke to himself, "Oh, he'll be fine...I think"

On his way to his room, Bowser couldn't help but get annoyed and angry at what happened. King Boo had shown his face in his home after so many years. Sure, Bowser had let a few boos in and out of his castle, but not once had he allowed King Boo to return once he was crowned King. He was a fool for thinking King Boo wouldn't try to return to his life.

When he opened the door to his room, he slammed it shut without a second thought when he entered. Bowser's room was massive that it was divided into two parts. The front part was a setting area where most enter from. It was more open space as bookshelves were on the far right next to some plants he's been taking care of that didn't want to grow in the garden. There were two red Victorian Parlor Chairs next to the shelves with some children's books on the floor that Junior forgot to pick up. On the far left was a fireplace with another Victorian Parlor Chair and lounge on top of a black fluffy rug. The fireplace wall was lined with drawings from Junior and paintings and photos of Bowser with either Junior or Kamek; some had all three. Last was the middle, where a large round table with a small lace table topper and a glass flower centerpiece.

The table would become the first victim of Bowser's anger as he flipped it over, causing the centerpiece to shatter on the floor and the table to hit the sliding door that divided the sitting room and where his bed was.

"I swear! It's like that madman knows when I'm at my most happiest and just comes and ruins it!" Bowser yells as he knocks over the chairs by the bookshelf, pulling out books from self-worth to help books of being a good father and ruler. All getting thrown to the floor or across the room, hiding the painting, and those paintings falling to the ground. "He lives to torment me!"

Nothing was safe as he went for the plants and smashed them on the ground. The chair and lounge by the fireplace were thrown against the sliding door, too, the lounge making a hole in the door to show the second part of his bedroom. The photos were soon ripped off as if he didn't want to see the happy time with his family. One of the photos was a Self-portrait of when he was crowned King of the Koopas. Instead of ripping it off the wall, he dug his claws into it. Ripping the actual hand-painted portrait and destroying it.

His anger still lingers as he moves to the sliding door, throwing the round table and chair to the side. The lounge was stuck in the door, so he just ripped the whole door off and tossed it with the other furniture. In the second part of his room was his personal area, where his bed, restroom, and walk-in closet were; He also had a desk that he used to work on when he was not in his office, with a full body mirror next to it. He stomped to his nightstand, grabbing the Candelabra with some lit candles on it. He didn't wait as he threw it at the mirror, shattering it too, but he didn't expect a yelp to be heard behind him, coming from under the bed.

When Bowser heard the yelp coming from under his bed, he couldn't help but wonder who was under there. He bent down, getting on his hands and knees to lift the bed lightly, thinking that Junor was hiding in his room. However, Bowser didn't see his son. Instead, he saw a scared green nutcracker, his arm and hand up in the air covering his head. Bowser's eyes went straight to the glass that poked out of his hands as the nutcracker shivered in fear.

"Greenie? What happened to you?" Bowser asks as he reaches his hand out to Luigi. Luigi lowered his arms when he heard that it was Bowser, letting out a shaking breath in relief that Bowser had found him and not one of the ghosts. But his eyes started darting when he thought that.