A little drawing of Clawdia Koopa !
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A little drawing of Clawdia Koopa !
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Clawdia koopa women of Bowser the king koopa
BOWSER YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING SLOB, WHERE IS MY ALIMONY?! AND WHAT'S THIS I HEAR ABOUT YOU DISOWNING OUR CHILDREN?!
Oh Sweet Shells of Koopas, not her...
There was no voice more nightmarish; no tone more able to send a shiver down his spine. His heart skipped a beat as Clawdia's thunderous howl rang all throughout the Dark Lands. Every organ inside him became tense and uncomfortable. He didn't dare turn around to greet her before some mental preparation. As a male, he already knew... there was absolutely no hope of defeating that girl's quick harsh tongue.
"Hey, Babe! Long time! Ya look good-- as always!" The greeting might have been more effective if he had chosen to turn around before saying it. It was old habit that had him reciting a cliche greeting.
Not that it helped-- the yelling started immediately...
Bowser recoiled, biting his bottom lip when he finally looked at the monster. "Disowning the kids!? What are you talking about!? They're all-- somewhere around here. I didn't disown anyone!" The King wasn't one to be beat on for too long; he stomped back sensing he had ground to step on. "You're the one that ditched 'em, ya hag! Aren't you supposed to take care of 'em half of the time or somethin'!? I'm sick of 'em! Do some work, ya hag!"
...
Instantly, there was regret. Bowser saw the lit fuse slowly approaching the bomb he had just set off.
"Err... If that's okay with you, Baby."
WENDY, MY DARLING LITTLE BABY GIRL I'VE MISSED YOU! HOW ARE YOU DOING?
{First some background info of my blog’s canon… Bowser has never mentioned you so Wendy has no way of recognizing you.}
"Who… exactly… are you?"