Introducing: Dr. Bowser Junior! Ain't he such an adorable little cutie pie!?

Bowser Sr.: That's my boy. *smiles proudly*

So Junior, how are you going to cure your patients? Lots of love and cuddles?

Junior: No, actual medicine. Papa why is she poking fun at me?

I'm not, baby. It's just you're so cute!

Bowser: She does have a point. But you get your looks from me.

Were you this adorable when you were his age, Bowser?

Bowser: Oh of course I was!

Aww, I wanna see!

Bowser: You'll just have to wait, Cynder dear.

Hey, I'm the authoress, so I don't have to!

Bowser: Yes but my son wants to take care of you.

Why? I'm not sick- ouch! *gets elbowed in the ribs by Bowser* I mean, uh, of course I am! *fake coughs*

Bowser: Come on, make it sound convincing.

I'm trying.

Bowser: Well you're not trying hard enough.

*I sigh and cough harder, making it sound more convincing*

Junior: Are you OK, Cynder?

Uhh, yeah, I'm ok! *gets elbowed again* Ouch! I mean, no, I'm not. I'm not feeling good right now, Junior. Oops, I mean, Dr. Junior! I think I might be sick! *pretends to faint, landing in Bowser's arms*

Junior: Oh no! I'll help you! I'll give you a shot!

*I sit back up* Actually that's ok I'm just fine! The shot isn't necessary! *I hide behind Bowser's giant shell for protection* Remember to read and vote, readers!