Bowser stood in front of a set of chairs. Behind him stood a chalkboard and a wooden desk. 'Bowser's Boot Camp' was written on the top of the board in a sloppy manner.

" Bwahahaha! This is my day for teaching these kids!" He laughed again. He was excited to see his son. They hardly ever talked outside of battle. When he tried, his son pushed him away. He made stupid excuses like," I'm busy," or " I'm asleep." There was even the occasional," I'm being attacked by the pikmin."

It really seemed like he wanted to stay away from his father. Not anymore. Today, Master Hand told him to work for this class since Rosalina was away on vacation. Bowser did everything he could to get this position. He even offered to work for free. Master Hand then told him that they didn't get money for this job and that Rosalina did it because she loves children.

Like he believed that.

He rummaged through the desk in front of the board. In there was a lesson plan that Rosalina left behind. He glanced over it and frowned.

" What is this nonsense?"

The title read," How Stars are Created."

He threw the lesson plan in the trash can. He stood in front of the classroom and smirked.

" Gwahahaha! Today's my day to shine!"

The door opened and a single student walked through. Bowser looked at the door and smiled. His son had walked through the door carrying a couple of books. Bowser Jr. dropped his stuff. His eyes were wide and his jaw dropped.

" Where did Ms. Rosalina go," asked Bowser Jr.

Bowser hugged his son but was pushed away.

" Where is everyone," asked Bowser Jr. He glanced at the empty room.

Bowser sighed and played with his name-tag. " They decided to all take a sick day since Rosalina's on vacation," grumbled Bowser. He pointed to a chair. " Sit down."

Bowser Jr. walked to the desk in the back and sat down. He sighed and put his head on the desk. " When will this day end," he groaned.

Bowser rolled his eyes.

" Shut your mouth! I'm the teacher so I'm gonna teach you!"

" You've tried for years Dad. What makes this any different?"

" The Koopalings aren't around to distract you," informed Bowser.

" Uuuuuughhhhh," Bowser Jr. groaned as he smacked his head into the desk.

" Why is he so dramatic," Bowser asked under his breath. " Anyway, time for my story! After this, you can leave! I just want you to know the awesome things your dad did," announced Bowser. He grinned at the child.

Bowser Jr. rolled his eyes and took out a sheet of notebook paper.

" I see you're taking notes! Good for you! Anyway, this story begins a long time ago when I was but a little koopa," started Bowser.

Bowser Jr. started drawing a picture of a giant sun shooting lasers at a flower. He scribbled on the paper.

" I decided at that point that Mario and Green 'Stache' were going to be my enemies." Bowser looked over at Bowser Jr. He was furiously scribbling the page with a purple crayon. " Hey hey hey! Stop it!" Bowser walked to Bowser Jr. and snatched the paper. " We do not scribble in my classroom!" Bowser balled up the paper and scorched it with his breath. Bowser Jr. frowned. " Maybe you'll learn something useful today," muttered Bowser as he walked to the desk and threw the paper bits away.

" Okay so lava is very bad for koopas. Let's just put that out there. Unless you have a magikoopa on your side, consider your game to be over."

" Blah... blah... blah," muttered Bowser Jr. under his breath.

" The lesson is to always have a magikoopa on your side," said Bowser as he wrote it on the board. He glanced at his son. He looked bored. He wanted to be with his son. His son didn't seem to see that. He was being disrespectful( Which Bowser didn't like.).

" Son, don't think I don't see you."

" What? I'm paying attention," yelled Bowser Jr.

Bowser growled and pointed to the board. " I'm trying to help you become a great leader someday," Bowser growled.

" You're a boring teacher," muttered Bowser Jr.

" You're a disrespectful student," Bowser shouted.

" You aren't like Rosalina at all!"

" Good! She's with the heroes!"

" Then I don't wanna be a villain!"

Bowser looked at his son in shock. " W-What?"

" You heard me! I don't wanna be a villain. They always lose."

" We do not!"

" Tell me when you succeeded in anything besides party games or sports," requested Bower Jr. He had a smug look on his face.

" I haven't," Bowser said in realization.

" Exactly."

"... That doesn't mean I'm gonna quit though. One day, you're going to see my name all over the world! I'm the number one baddie! I'm final boss material! Some call me stupid for doing what I do, but it's my goal. I put up good fights. I give Mario and Greenie a fight to remember. Look where it got me. I'm here at this giant building, fighting people from different worlds and making friends with people I can use later. Being neutral doesn't let you do this," explained Bowser.

" How about Little Mac?"

" He's a boxer that fought Donkey Kong. He put a good word in for that guy," said Bowser.

" Ah." Bowser Jr. nodded. " Dad... I'm sorry for being a brat," Bowser Jr. apologized.

" It's okay. I couldn't stay mad at my son. I just took this job to spend some time with ya. I don't know anything about stars!" Bowser laughed

Bowser grabbed his son and hugged him.

" Dad, while I do love you, stay out of my social life please," said Bowser Jr.

Bowser sighed and let his son go. " School's out. Tell your classmates that they'll be serving detention tomorrow. Tell them that Ganondorf's going to watch them," requested Bowser.

Bowser Jr.'s eyes widened in shock. " Good thing I came. I feel bad for my friends now. Ganondorf is strict!"

" He definitely didn't get kinder with age." Bowser laughed and pushed his kid out the door.

One day his son wouldn't be embarrassed of his dad. One day.

And done! This is probably my last one for this story. Yay! I did it! Anyway, I hope you all liked it! Goodbye!