The Grapes- er, Peaches of Wrath
A Super Mario Bros. QS Fan Fiction
by DJlurker
(Fx5, QS, sex, mast, submerge, non-fatal)
"SHE DID WHAT?!"
The doors to the princess' chambers slammed open, Peach herself striding out, wearing a golden variation of her usual dress, Luigi haltingly following her, his face frozen in terror. A passing Toad happened to glimpse the look on Peach's face, causing him to panic and run to the nearby intercom.
"Red Alert, all Toads! The Peaches of Wrath!"
The moment that announcement hit the ears of all the Toads working in the castle, they screamed in fear. The princess of the Mushroom Kingdom didn't get angry often, but when she did... Katy, bar the door.
"The princess is on the warpath!"
"Run for your lives!"
"Hide! Hide somewhere, anywhere!"
Meanwhile, Mario was heading towards Peach's room to find out what the fuss was all about... when he saw her expression, however, his resolve immediately vanished as he scrambled to one side, bowing and gesturing for the princess to walk on by, which she did, seemingly not even taking notice of the red-clad plumber.
"Mamma Mia..." Mario shuddered as his brother walked up. "What-a was that all about, Luigi?"
In response, Luigi gestured for Mario to come closer, before whispering into his ear...
"SHE-A DID WHAT?!"
The plumber's shout echoed through the castle, eliciting a growl from Peach as she headed for the main gate, with only Toadette still standing out in the open, all the others having fled or hidden themselves.
"Y-you look upset, Y-Your Highness," the little mushroom-girl stammered. Which was quite the understatement, she soon realized- the princess looked downright furious.
Peach stopped and turned her head at being addressed. "Yes, I am quite upset, Toadette," she stated matter-of-factly. "I need to pay a visit to someone... tell Mario and Luigi to look after the castle while I'm gone."
"Y-yes, Your Highness!" Toadette nodded vigorously as the princess stormed off. As an afterthought, the little girl shouted, "Try not to get kidnapped!"
A few minutes later...
Exiting the warp pipe, Peach stood a short distance from what was clearly a haunted house that Boos tended to inhabit... Marching up to the door, she knocked politely. Getting no response, she pounded the door again, a little harder than was necessary.
"Over here!" a female voice echoed from around the corner. Lifting her skirt, the princess slowly made her way around the house to the backyard, where she saw a woman with long white hair, magenta eyes, and pale skin relaxing in a relatively small mud bath, a Super Crown resting atop her cranium. She was currently armpit-deep in the mud, a small amount of cleavage showing from her ample bosom. "Oh! Princess Peach! What an honor this is..."
"Princess Booette, I presume," Peach greeted in a neutral tone. "Are you decent?"
"I'm wearing a bikini," the ghost stated, rising up slightly, her bosom emerging from the mud, revealing a striped bikini top which was stained brown. "Do you wanna join me...?"
"No," Peach said firmly. "Come out of there- we need to talk."
It was at this point that it finally dawned on Booette's pleasure-clouded mind that the princess was NOT in a good mood. "O-oh, yes ma'am!" She promptly stood up and climbed out of the mud bath, wiping a good amount of wet dirt off her body before stepping onto dry ground. "I-is something wrong, Your Highness?"
In response, Peach marched right up to the ghost, standing about the same height as her, before viciously backhanding her across the cheek. "That was for what you did to Bowsette!"
Booette was knocked off-balance from the slap, pain registering in her mind as a red welt appeared on her cheek. Bringing one hand up to said cheek, she grunted, "B... Bowsette? What do you mean?"
"Luigi told me about what you did," Peach elaborated. "You tricked that woman into getting raped by a mud-ghost! I know she's a villain, but you went way too far! You should be ashamed of yourself!"
"B-but..." the other woman took a step back. "But I did that so Luigi and Mario wouldn't have to worry about you being kidnapped for a while...!"
Peach just crossed her arms, her anger not having abated at all. "No, you did that to try and seduce poor Luigi so you could have your way with him! I may be a little air-headed at times, but I'm not THAT stupid! Honestly, I have half a mind to swipe that Super Crown off your head and suck you up with a vaccum!"
"Ahh! No no no!" Booette shook her head and waved her hands frantically. "P-please don't do that, anything but that! Th-there must be something I can do to make up for this transgression, Your Highness...!"
The blonde princess stared at her for a few moments. "...Well, you could take me to your fellow ghost who actually did the deed, so I can give her a piece of my mind as well!"
"Y-yes, Your Highness! As you wish!" Booette bowed deeply. "Ummm, b-but first I have to get myself cleaned up and dressed, and then we'll have to wait until sundown... you understand, right?"
"I can wait," Peach acquiesced.
And so, that night in Anderson Swamp...
Booette and Peach slowly made their way through the swampy forest, the ghost taking the lead. "This had better not be a trick or trap," the gold-clad princess muttered.
"W-well, if there is, i-it won't be of MY doing," Booette stated. Putting her hands to her mouth, she called out, "Hellooo? Ravonna, are you here? Can you hear me?!"
Peach looked around, shivering a little with fear despite her anger... she could only see a few feet around her, despite a nearly-full moon shining in the sky... then a misty fog rolled into the area, obstructing her vision further... "I hope she shows up soon..."
"(I'm already here,)" a disembodied voice suddenly spoke, causing the princess to gasp in shock. Then she felt her body being gently massaged by invisible hands, her legs, her shoulders, her rear end... she even felt her bosom being gently fondled briefly. "(Hmm, you have a nice body... that's a very nice dress, too. I've never seen a gold colored gown before...)"
Peach shuddered a little as she hugged herself. "Sh-show yourself!"
"(Hmhmhmmm... As you wish,)" the voice acquiesced. Peach and Booette watched as the mist slowly flowed and compressed into a single location in front of them, resolving into the shape of a long haired woman, which soon turned corporeal... Opening her red eyes, the ghost gently clasped her gloved hands together as she regarded the duo. "Hello, Boo-ette... will you introduce me to your new friend?"
"Right," Booette nodded, turning herself so she could face both women. "Your Highness, this is Ravonna, the Maiden of the Mire. Ravonna, this is Princess Peach Toadstool of the Mushroom Kingdom."
"The princess? Oh my... this is quite the honor," Ravonna smiled, curtsying politely. "To what do I owe this honor?"
"...Does the name 'Bowsette' mean anything to you?" Peach inquired.
"Bowsette? Hmm... Oh, yes, Boo-ette's friend," the ghost recalled. "I had quite a bit of fun with her..."
"Um, Ravonna..." Booette tried to jump in, but too late.
*CRACK!* The Maiden's head snapped to one side from the force of the slap, her left cheek turning red. "...ow. Okay, I'm guessing you didn't approve?"
"You had NO right to do that to her!" Peach chastised. "Even if she is a villain that kidnaps me on a regular basis, that doesn't justify you raping her like you did! Shame on you!"
"Her Highness has a point," Booette sighed with her head bowed. "What you did to her was rape, in a sense..."
"I warned you your sexual deviance would get you in trouble one of these days," an unfamiliar voice spoke up, shocking the trio, causing them to look in the direction of the voice...
Standing there were two women, dressing as if going to a social event instead of hiking in the swamp... The one on the right was close to Peach's height, just curvy enough to be considered 'sexy'... her long dark hair was put up into a bun with the rest flowing loose... she had blue eyes, a slightly pointed nose, full lips and tanned skin, dressed in a lustrous black evening gown went down to her ankles, along with matching full-length opera gloves.
The woman on the left was a bit shorter, her face looking more on the 'cute' side... she had fair skin, green eyes, a round nose, thin lips and short neck-length black hair. Her dress was brown-colored with thin shoulder straps, going down to her calves, while her arms were bare. A small purse was slung over her left shoulder.
"Rita, Christine. So good of you to come," Ravonna greeted. "Unfortunately, I'm afraid you've caught me at an inopportune time..."
"Are these the 'regulars' you talked about when we first met?" Booette inquired curiously.
"...Something like that," the taller woman, Rita, deadpanned. Her companion giggled a bit at this.
"Regulars?" Peach gave a murderous glare to the Maiden of the Mire.
"Th-they come of their own will," Ravonna elaborated. "A-and besides, the only one I get 'down and dirty' with is Rita, if you catch my drift..."
"She's damn good with her hands, I'll give her that," Rita muttered. "As for Christine here, she just likes to relax in the mud with us..."
"It's fun to watch you, too," the shorter woman teased with a wink. "Don't worry, I'm an adult too, I promise..."
"You sure don't act like it sometimes," Rita shot back. "But yes, she's legal age, miss..."
"Peach," the princess introduced herself. "And this is Booette. I was just giving these two a lecture on taking women against their will, even evil ones..."
"I-I honestly didn't think you'd get so upset over it..." Booette sighed.
"So, are you a ghost too, Miss Booette?" Christine asked.
"That's right," Booette nodded. "But unlike Ravonna, it's this crown that gives me a corporeal form... p-please don't remove it."
"Nah, just getting a closer look," Christine said as she stood on tip-toes. "It looks cute... and so do you." The ghost just blushed deeply at this.
"So you let her take you?" Peach said to Rita. "Can't you find a good boyfriend instead?"
"Actually, she did," Ravonna spoke up. "Dominick's his name. Seems like a good guy to me... sometimes he comes here along with Rita. I let the two of them have their fun first, then I have my turn. He certainly seems to enjoy the show."
"Why am I not surprised?" Peach sighed with a facepalm. Rita just shrugged.
"So, are we all gonna wallow in the mud together, then?" Christine asked.
"Oooh, now there's an idea," the Maiden chuckled. "What do you say, everyone?"
"I don't care," Rita stated.
"I-I guess," Booette grunted. "B-but I'm n-not used to g-going with so many people..."
"Count me out," Peach crossed her arms in a huff. "One, I prefer bubble baths, and two, I don't want to get this new dress all dirty..."
"Please," Rita rolled her eyes, "if you can afford a dress like that, then you can certainly afford to get it washed..."
"Besides, you can wallow with me, Miss Peach," Christine offered. "I'm not like the other women here, I'll behave myself..."
"Hey! Don't you lump me in with these depraved lost souls!" Rita protested, drawing chuckles from said ghosts.
"..." Peach turned her head, looking off to the side for a few moments... then heaved a sigh. "Oh, all right... but just this once, understand?"
"Excellent," Ravonna smiled. "Well, come along then... I know a mud pit big enough to hold all five of us..."
The other women agreed, following after the Maiden... while failing to notice a rustling in the bushes behind them...
A few minutes later...
"Here we are, ladies," Ravonna announced, the others stopping behind her. The mud pit in front of them did appear to be quite large, the light of the almost-full moon reflecting off the moist surface. "So, I'll go first, and you can follow me when you're ready." With that, she stepped into the quicksand, swaying her hips as she slowly sank down while moving forward.
"You can take my hand, Miss Peach," Christine offered, holding out said hand. "I'll make sure you don't stumble and fall flat on your face..." The princess accepted her hand, holding it firmly as she and her companion stepped into the mud, Rita following on Peach's right side.
"Kneel down so your dress doesn't bunch up," Rita advised, before doing so herself. Peach did as told, shivering a little at feeling the moist muck soak into the folds of her skirt, weighing her down and causing her to sink faster... She felt Christine give her hand a reassuring squeeze, as she wiggled her hips to match Peach's descent.
Meanwhile, Booette was watching as the skirt of her dress spread over the surface, shivering as the cool mud began to caress her panties, her cheeks becoming flushed... Soon enough, the mud soaked into the skirt to the point that it slowly sank beneath the surface from the added weight. The ghost put one hand to her chest, her left arm sinking in as the quicksand counted her ribs...
"Ooooh," Peach gasped as she felt the mire begin to press up on her slight bosom, her descent slowing to a stop as Christine released her hand, having sunk to the same depth. The blonde princess quaked slightly at the feel of the muck gently sucking at her body, almost like a lover's caress...
"Feels nice, huh?" Christine said with a knowing smile.
"It always does," Rita agreed, also sunk breast-deep, with her arms resting on the surface in front of her. "Even when Ravonna doesn't get involved..."
The ghost in question chuckled at hearing this, having also sunk to her chest, her arms in a similar position. "Well, I'm glad Her Highness is enjoying herself... By the way, Rita, have I mentioned how much I love that new dress of yours? It's so shiny!"
"And easier to clean off," the brunette appended. "Of course, Donnie likes it too, but that should go without saying..."
Christine giggled at hearing this, as she rummaged through her purse... but then something occurred to her. "Um, Miss Peach, do you mind if I smoke?"
The princess's face briefly wrinkled up at hearing this. "You know that's not good for you... Just try not to blow smoke in my face or anything."
"Okay," the young woman nodded, placing a cigarette between her lips and lighting up, puffing a few times as she put her lighter away, then blowing a small cloud of smoke as she pulled it from between her lips, pushing her left arm down into the mud.
"I used to be a smoker too," Rita admitted, "But seeing as Miss Maiden of the Mire here likes to pull me all the way under when we 'have fun' together..."
"Well, I'm glad you can hold your breath a little longer now," Ravonna said. Looking over at her fellow ghost, she called, "How are you doing, Boo-ette?"
"Doing just fine," she sighed in response, her free hand gently fondling her ample bosom, which was pressing into the quicksand a little. "Trying not to touch myself... in case you do me first..."
"Hmm, yes, that is a slight conundrum," Ravonna pursed her lips in thought. "I don't know which one of you to have fun with first, Rita or Boo-ette..."
"I've got a quarter in my purse," Christine offered.
"That'll work," Rita nodded, holding out her hand. Chirstine placed her cancer stick between her lips as she rummaged with her free hand, finding the quarter in question and handing it to her friend.
It dawned on Princess Peach at this moment that her arms were stuck in the quicksand, her body now in a sitting position with her hands in her lap. Trying to pull them up did no good, as the bog clamped down on them with a powerful suction. "Um, I think I'm stuck here..."
"Yes you are," Ravonna nodded. "Nothing personal, Your Highness, but I didn't want to take chances with you slapping anybody else here. You understand, right?"
"I guess," Peach sighed in resignation, still tugging a little. "Just don't do anything else to me, please..."
"Like I said, the only ones I'm sexing are Rita and Boo-ette," The Maiden asserted firmly.
"Right," Rita nodded, holding the quarter at the ready. "Booette, you call it."
"Um, heads," the busty ghost stammered. Rita flipped the coin, only for it to fly away from her. Thankfully Ravonna caught it before it could disappear into the bog. "So, what is it?"
The Maiden brought the quarter close to her face to get a good look. "I see... a bird. I guess that means tails. Rita, you're first." She then tossed the coin over Rita's head, which landed in the grass beyond. "Hopefully Christine can find it when we get out."
The short-haired woman just shrugged. "It's just a quarter, but thanks." She took a drag from her cigarette, making sure to blow smoke away from Peach.
Meanwhile, Ravonna grasped Rita by the hands, slowly pulling her in closer, until their noses were almost touching. "I'll go easy on you this time," the ghost stated, "if only so I have some stamina left for Boo-ette later." She tilted her head toward her fellow ghost, who was now pinching her left nipple, gasping with pleasure.
The brunette just rolled her eyes at this. "Thanks, I guess..." She then closed her eyes and leaned in, her lips meeting with Ravonna's... The Maiden moaned softly at this, as their tongues began to duel.
"She always acts like she doesn't want to," Christine whispered to Peach, "but once they get started, she goes all-in..."
"I heard that," Rita broke off to respond. "I've just learned there's no point in resisting..."
"Good girl," Ravonna said teasingly. Their clasped hands then disappeared beneath the surface of the quicksand, as they wrapped their arms around each other, their bosoms now pressing together... beneath the surface, their hands lightly wrapped around each other as they grasped each other's butts, gently squeezing, causing them both to quiver with pleasure as they engaged in another deep kiss, moaning into each other mouths...
Peach couldn't help but quake a little at the sight, feeling her nipples growing hard beneath her bra and golden dress as the quicksand lapped at her slight bust... Looking over at Booette, she saw that the ghost was enjoying herself, her free hand massaging a glob of mud into her breast, while her submerged hand did who-knows-what down below... Turning her head a little more to the right, Peach seemed to stare into the woods beyond, her head nodding slightly...
"What are you looking at, Miss Peach?" Christine inquired, only to get shushed by the princess. Then she saw it- a tall female figure slowly approaching the mud pit, sneaking up behind Booette... Her eyes went wide at seeing the horns on the woman's head, puffing at her cigarette to keep calm...
As for Booette herself, she had no clue of the woman, who quietly lowered herself into the mud behind her, working herself down to the ghost's level... then aggressively grabbing her from behind, pulling her into a tight embrace, causing the Boo to cry out in shock... the woman then licked at her ear briefly, before whispering: "Hello there, traitor."
"Eeeep!" Booette squeaked. "B-B-B-B-Bowsette?!" It was indeed the transformed ruler of the Koopas, the end of her blonde ponytail dipping into the muck as she fondled the ghost's bosom. "W-w-what are you doing here?!"
"I gave her a call while you were showering," Peach confessed with a small smirk on her face.
"You didn't!" the ghost princess cried in disbelief.
"Oh yes she did," Bowsette chuckled. "Like I wouldn't pass up the opportunity to get a little revenge?"
"Mmm, well, it's nice to see you again," Ravonna acknowledged.
Narrowing her eyes, Peach requested, "Rita, would you please keep Ravonna busy?"
"Oh, I can do that," the brunette smirked, as one of her arms shifted position below the mud, the Maiden of the Mire abruptly squealing in surprise! "You might know my 'weak spots', Maiden of the Mire... but I also know yours!"
"No fair! Aaaaaagh!" Ravonna cried in protest, as her body reacted to Rita's ministrations, sending ripples through the quicksand...
Meanwhile, Bowsette had pushed her other hand down into the muck, Booette throwing her head back and wailing as she quivered with pleasure... "Not there! I'm not readyyyyy!"
"Like I care? I'm an evil villain, I do what I want!" Bowsette asserted with a grin as she continued her assault.
"She sure looks the part," Christine observed, taking a pull from her cigarette as she watched the scene. "I gotta say, this is starting to turn ME on a little bit..."
"I... I know what you mean," Peach gasped out, her body quaking as the thick muck heaved around her from the other ladies' bucking and writhing... She watched as Ravonna seemingly started fighting back, as Rita cried and quivered with pleasure, the quicksand cresting the hems of both ladies' gowns and flowing into their cleavages... Booette was also bucking with pleasure, gasping for breath as Bowsette kept touching her, her eyes closed, her long tongue hanging out...
Rita and Ravonna were now up to their necks, moaning unintelligibly and they shivered uncontrollably... then they both cried out at once, throwing their heads back as they settled into the mire, leaving only their upturned faces exposed as they rode out their mutual orgasms...
Booette also cried out in ecstasy, Bowsette taking advantage by withdrawing her hands from the ghost's sensitive spots, then placed said hands on her shoulders and pushing down with a wide, evil grin, Booette unable to resist as she was pushed completely beneath the surface, large bubbles popping in the mud, only a small amount of her white hair remaining on the surface.
The sights before Peach, along with the mud's shifting and sliming around her, were simply too much for the princess, who cried out softly as electric fire surged from her groin and burned through her body from head to toe, causing her to buck and thrash in her muddy encasement, which disturbed her equilibrium, her slight bosom fully consumed, the puffy shoulders of her dress filling with air, then flattening out as they filled with mud and sank under.
By the time the blonde princess had regained her senses, the muck was lapping at her chin, her head tilted back slightly as she gasped for breath. As the stars faded from her vision, she saw Rita and Ravonna sharing one last kiss before sinking completely beneath the quicksand, only a few bubbles marking their passage. Peach quaked again, causing the muck to flow into her open mouth like an insistent lover's french-kiss... fortunately the disgusting taste managed to dampen her arousal somewhat, enabling her to concentrate on sucking in precious air through her nose, then breathing out bubbles on the quicksand's surface.
"Sorry, Miss Peach..." Christine spoke up behind her. "I'd like to pull you up, but I'm neck-deep myself from the mud's shifting and heaving around..." She took one last pull from her cancer stick, before flicking off the ash and tossing the stub away.
"Hold on, princess, I'm coming!" Peach's gaze shifted to her right, seeing Bowsette slowly swimming through the thick mud to her position. When she was about a half-foot away she stopped, shifting slightly in the mud's embrace, which lapped at her ample bosom. "Just brace my foot on the side, here..." Bowsette then plunged her arms into the muck, hooking her hands under Peach's armpits and slowly pulling her up.
Peach breathed a sigh of relief through her nose as mud dribbled out of her mouth, her shoulders, then her bosom re-emerging, the princess managing to extract her arms and drape them around Bowsette's neck, their breasts gently mashing together as the two women shifted into a firm embrace. "Oh, thank you, Bowsette..."
"Oh, no problem," the villainess said with a smirk. "Seeing you that deep reminded me of when that mud-ghost pulled me down to nose-deep, just to silence my screams for help... and then having her way with me again..." She shuddered in disgust. "Honestly, though, I'm surprised you would stick your neck out like this for me..."
"What Booette did to you was disproportionate retribution at best," Peach asserted. "After all, for all the times you've kidnapped me in the past, you never forced yourself on me, not once..."
"Well, you're not supposed to do that sort of thing before you tie the knot," Bowsette pointed out. "I may be evil, but I have standards, unlike some people..." She glanced over at the spot where Rita and Ravonna had vanished...
Only for the mud to suddenly bulge up, resolving into the shape of a woman... the bun hairstyle showed it was Rita, who coughed and gasped for fresh air.
"You're back, Rita!" said Christine as she slowly worked her way back up to chest-level. "Where's Miss Ravonna?"
"*cough* I dunno," the brunette gasped out, "she just let go of me *cough* and disappeared..." Her hands emerged as she wiped mud out of her eyes as best she could.
Bowsette blinked as something occurred to her. "Hey Princess, could you look over my shoulder, and see if anything's going on where I shoved that traitor Booette under?"
"Ummm..." the blonde craned her neck to get a good look. "Oh, it looks like there's some movement over there...!" Indeed, that spot seemed to be jiggling slightly, with an occasional bubble popping on the surface.
"Oh, now I get it," Rita grunted, "she must be having fun with her fellow ghost down there..."
"Well, it's not like they need to come up for air, unlike us," Christine pointed out.
"Well, how about we let them have their fun and get outta this slop?" Bowsette suggested, beginning to shift herself and Peach over to the edge.
"Fine by me," Peach sighed as she reached out and managed to get a grip on the sod.
"Yeah, I'm starting to get a little cold myself," Christine agreed.
"Hey, wait for me!" Rita called as she started swimming towards the others...
Some time later...
The six formally-dressed women laid on the solid ground at the edge of the quicksand, Ravonna and Booette having emerged about a half-hour after the other four. They actually had fallen asleep for a while, the two ghosts gently embracing each other, while Bowsette still had one arm around Peach. Eventually, they aroused, slowly sitting up as they yawned and stretched...
"...So, did everyone have a good time?" Ravonna was the first to speak.
"I guess so, other than Bowsette shoving me under..." Booette groaned.
"You brought that on yourself," the Koopa woman stated with no remorse. "And if there was a way for me to get back at Miss Mud-Ghost too, I would!" Ravonna just stuck her tongue out in retort.
"It was kinda fun watching everyone," Christine said. "And I think Miss Peach would agree..."
"...Maybe a little TOO much," Peach sighed as she half-heartedly wiped some mud from her gloved arms. "I didn't think I'd actually... um..." Her face blushed.
"Go over the edge?" Rita supplied.
"R-right. But anyway, Miss Ravonna, have I gotten my point across, about taking women against their will?"
"But what if they end up enjoying it?" The Maiden of the Mire teased. At this, Bowsette inhaled sharply, before abruptly expelling a gout of flame from her mouth, causing Rita to reflexively duck, the fire passing inches above Ravonna's head before extinguishing. "H-hey, it was just a joke! C-calm down!"
"Geez, warn me next time before you do something like that!" Rita said as she rose back up. Bowsette just snorted in response.
"Hee hee, that was pretty cool, Miss Bowsette!" Christine giggled. "Or should I say hot?"
"Har har," the gruff blonde rolled her eyes as she got up to her feet, pulling Peach with her. "Looks like the sky's starting to light up..."
"Which means it's time for me to go," Ravonna announced as she and Booette stood up. "Seriously, though, Your Highness, I promise I'll be a little more considerate of the next woman that wanders in my domain."
"You'd better," Peach nodded curtly.
"Or maybe you should find a nice man instead," Bowsette deadpanned.
"Oh, she already has," Rita grunted as she and Christine got to their feet as well. "I've met him before, he's a pretty decent guy..."
"Yes, and he's coming to see me tomorrow," Ravonna said. "That's why I invited Rita and Christine tonight- so that tomorrow night it'll be just my love and I, wallowing in the mud, making love under the full moon..." She smiled and blushed briefly, before suddenly snapping back to her senses. "Oh, but I do hope that you'll also come again sometime, Boo-ette..."
"I-I'll think about it," the ghost princess nodded.
"Then I suppose this is farewell for now," The Maiden stated, waving with one hand before dissipating into mist as the sun peeked over the tree-line, said mist fading into the forest.
"Christine and I should be getting back ourselves," Rita said as she stretched her arms. "You three can find your way out, right?"
"Booette should know the way," Bowsette nodded.
"Well, I hope we'll see you again sometime," Christine said as she curtsied to Peach and Bowsette. "Especially you, Miss Bowsette- I wanna see that fire-breathing trick again!"
The transformed Koopa rolled her eyes. "It's really not that impressive..."
"Well, none of us here can do that," Booette pointed out. "But yes, we should get going- even with the crown, I don't do so well in bright sunlight..."
"You could try sticking to the shadows," Rita suggested. "Anyway, c'mon Christine, let's get going..." Her 'sister' nodded, jogging to catch up...
"Bye!" Booette waved, Peach and Bowsette doing the same, before walking off in another direction.
"Yes, I definitely think a bath's in order once we get back to my castle," Bowsette muttered as she glanced down at her mud-soaked dress.
"I could use a bath when I get back home, too," Peach sighed forlornly, her golden dress now a bright brown in color. "Um, Bowsette, you don't need to hold me up anymore... I can walk on my own now."
"Hold you up?" the other blonde smirked. "Maybe I'm keeping you from escaping..."
"Wh...what?!" Peach's eyes went wide as realization dawned. "Oh no... you wouldn't!"
"Bwa ha ha ha! Like I'd pass up an opportunity like this?!" Bowsette declared, as she suddenly lifted Peach over her shoulder! "Come on, Booette, we're going to show this princess some hospitality at my castle! And that stupid plumber'll be none the wiser!"
"Yes ma'am!" Booette agreed with a mischievous grin as they began to jog. "You're the boss, Bowsette!"
"About time you remembered your place!"
"NOOOOOOOO!" Peach wailed in despair as she was carried off. How could she have not seen this coming?! Almost reflexively, she called out, "MARIO, HEEEEEEEELLLLLLLPP!"
~*Fin*~
Come on, did you expect it to end any other way?
Hope you enjoyed!
