✰Kind-hearted step-dad bowser✰

That was when you heard the clanging of pots and pans echoing from deep within Bowser's castle. Your curiosity piqued, you snuck inside, avoiding the usual guards until you found yourself in the kitchen. There, nestled behind a cloud of flour, stood Bowser. His gaze flickered between the cake in front of him and the oven, which sent out a soft hum.

Bowser's eyes widened when he spotted you. His face reddened instantly, and he made a frantic attempt to cover the evidence of his baking escapades. "Uh, this is...nothing important," he muttered, his voice a mix of embarrassment and defensiveness.