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"-Anyway," Bowser said, "I guess I think Mario's brother is hot now. So next time you fight just don't aim for the face."
The Elite Trio blinked at their boss, trying to wrap their heads around the last 3 hours of conversation. Seeing that his troops didn't have any questions, or just not caring to answer since his word was literally law, Bowser decided to smoothly excuse himself.
"Get back to your stations by the time I'm gone," he grunted, dismissing them with a wave. "I gotta take a piss."
And with that he was gone, heavy footsteps thudding through the door.
"..."
"Well that happened." Sergeant Guy said. "I mean, I think we all kinda knew, but at least he thinks we're important enough to be told in person?"
Private Goomp shrugged as well as a goomba could without shoulders. "All I know is that I owe Goombella 20 coins now."
"When did you get in contact with- hey, Corporal, you ok, man?"
Now that he mentioned it, Goomp could see Corporal Paraplonk's skin had been mushroom red for a while now. "Plonks, do ya need t'see the doctor or somethi-"
POOF!
( °0°)!! ( °O°)!! (/)///(\ )
Ah. Well.
Fuck.
There, in the place the Corporal had been seconds earlier, was Green Stache (what was his real name again??) himself. The plumber was wearing a kitsune outfit, voice muffled as he made noises into his hands. Guy could see his ears getting redder.
Not a moment later, the familiar flaps of the real Corporal Paraplonk could be heard.
"Hey guys, what's up!"
Paraplonk smiled, casually waving at the rest of the Trio and the oddly dressed plumber.
Luigi returned the wave and immediately jumped out a nearby window to freedom.
"Huh," Paraplonk said, looking at the window then back to his friends. "What was his problem?"