smashacademy | Bowser Is A Jerk, Part 2014239891b

Several months ago, Itchymarbles had gotten underneath Bowser's skin. He'd taken to the occasional bomb-throwing into the annoying student's room since then, but that was losing its luster. It no longer had that fresh feeling of antagonism, the high of pure, unadulterated opposition.

So, he went trolling on the internet to see if he could dig up anything about Indiemango; what he found was surprising. So surprising that their contents cannot be revealed here, dear reader.

However, he learned enough to formulate a beautiful plan.

There is an invisible magikoopa trailing Kibbletango. Whenever Kittytaco is in a hallway alone, or in the bathroom alone, a certain someone will appear at the end of the hallway. Or peeking in over the stall. And that beautiful laughter (they've been practicing, so that their ancient, dust-covered magikoopa throats can manage it with a bit of magic to help).

It always disappears around a corner or after looking down in the stall (not creepy at all, guys) for a moment, too quickly to be caught up with. Invisiblity + teleportation is fun.

Also, because Bowser saw how poorly Krinkletable took Mondo's... well, you know... Bowser used his teleportation to pop himself into Mondo and Kindertrumpet's room during class hours to smear a couple of pounds worth of butter in Mondo's sheets, and tossed a couple of pancakes in cornhead's sock drawer, just to help create a feeling of goodwill and care. Wait, no. Paranoia and fear. That's it. Paranoia and fear.

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[Paranoia and fear, INDEED.

He must be losing his mind. Nobody else seems to be catching glimpses of black and white teddy bears or hearing that malicious laughter. But the butter and pancakes are definitely real, and who else could know about something like that? Yet searching every nook and cranny of the school yields no clue that it's really happening except for the spectres that keep following him.

First come the signs of being overtired (easily passed off as just studying too hard; midterms and all, and he has been studying for those), followed by a steadily increasing reluctance to go anywhere alone when he doesn't need to - unfortunately, his duties make it so he often does need to pass through areas without other people to get to places he needs to be. Then comes the urge to spend more time outside despite the falling temperatures, and sometimes he'll leave the campus entirely to finish an assignment in a busy coffee shop or something.

Paranoia, fear, and despair.]