-Bowser sits on his sofa watching a movie-
Bowser: I love this movie! Wait, I've run out of snacks! Endgame! Tyrannel!
-Endgame and Tyrannel walk in-
Endgame: Yes, Lord Bowser? Do you require assistance?
Tyrannel: We'd be happy to help!
Bowser: Yeah, yeah, whatever. Order some more food from that weirdo Fawful.
Endgame: Erm, not to be disrespectful, but you would add some extra pounds if you ate-
Bowser: Just do it! That's an order!
-Tyrannel and Endgame start calling Fawful's restaurant-
Fawful: Yes, this is Fawful's restaurant. How can I help you?
Tyrannel: (I got one Endgame!) We would like to clobber Kirby today!
Endgame: (Good one Tyrannel.) -snickers- No, seriously, we'd just like to order something.
Fawful: That's what we do best at "NightMare Enterprises"! But that will be one thousand coins. Pick it up in 15 minutes.
-The phone line drops-
Bowser: Okay, so get to it, I guess.
Endgame: As you wish... (Seriously, this is ridiculous! Why are we doing this?)
Tryannel: C'mon, let's go! (I dunno, I think King Bowser is being what people call a "couch potato"...)
-Endgame and Tyrannel run off to Fawful's restaurant-
Fawful: How may I help you?
Endgame: -puts money on counter- We're picking up an order for Lord Bowser.
Fawful: -hands a huge package to Endgame and Tyrannel- Here you go!
Endgame: Okay, thanks...
-Endgame and Tyrannel carry the package back into Bowser's room-
Tyrannel: Hey, King Bowser, we got your package!
Bowser: Great, set it next to me.
Endgame: Lord Bowser, are you sure you wish to continue on with this?
Bowser: Do not contradict me! Now LEAVE!!!
Endgame: Of course... (Sheesh. He needs to calm down.)
-Tyrannel drags Endgame outside-
Bowser: Ahh, time to enjoy some food!
-Bowser eats his food from the restaurant-
A week later...
Tyrannel: Man, Bowser's been in there for a whole WEEK already!
Endgame: I'll just open his door up a peep- What the heck?!
Tyrannel: What? Did something happen?
Endgame: Lord Bowser is really...really...
Tyrannel: Yes, you can say it. What is it?
Endgame: -walks to the castle porch with Tyrannel- Fat!
-Tyrannel bursts into laughter-
Tyrannel: Really?! Well, how bad could it be? -Looks through door- Oh.
Endgame: We have to get him back into shape!
Tyrannel: -flails arms around- But how?
Endgame: I'm afraid to say, but we could ask Yoshi and his friends...
Tyrannel: Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. Let's go!
-Endgame and Tyrannel use a pipe to go to Yoshi's treehouse-
Yoshi: Para, did you get my stuff?
Boo: Never mind that, let's go outside and look at the clouds.
Yoshi: Sounds fine to me!
-The trio sits on the grass looking at clouds-
Endgame: There they are!
-Endgame and Tyrannel run to the three-
Paratroopa: Endgame? What are you doing here?
Endgame: Erm, well, you see...
Tyrannel: Some random guy got really fat and we need to get him back into shape.
Yoshi: You mean as in "ph"?
Paratroopa: -sighs- Nice try. Is the guy Bowser?
Endgame: Obviously not!
Tyrannel: He means super-ultra-chubby and round. And yeah, it's Bowser.
Yoshi and Paratroopa: -in unison- Oh.
Boo: Why don't you call NME?
Tyrannel: Huh. That's a great idea, thanks!
-Endgame gets on his cellphone and calls NightMare Enterprises-
Customer Service: This is NightMare Enterprises, how may we help you?
Endgame: It's Endgame. Do you have some monster thing that can get people into shape?
Customer Service: Oh yeah, I remember you...
Endgame: Yeah, nice talking to you again. Can you just send it over here?
Customer Service: Alright, it should be here in a second. Is there anything else we can help you with?
Endgame: No. Bye. -hangs up-
Tyrannel: Look! It's a bright light!
-The light clears to reveal Max Flexer-
Max Flexer: Let's get some exercise!
Tyrannel: Thanks guys. Let's head back to Bowser's Castle.
Yoshi: Can we come too? I wanna see how this turns out. -snickers-
Boo: Yeah, since we had to deal with the same thing a week ago... -glares at Yoshi and Paratroopa-
-Everyone goes off to Bowser's castle-
Bowser: What did you bring THIS guy over for? -pointing at Max Flexer-
Max Flexer: You're gonna dance into shape!
Bowser: ...Say what?! I don't dance like you weirdos, okay?
Max Flexer: You do now!
-Giant claw pulls Bowser into the air-
Bowser: Hey, put me down!
Boo: Just do it; you need to get back into shape!
Yoshi: Ooh. That seems kinda scary.
Paratroopa: I feel bad for Bowser, having to deal with this like we did.
Endgame: He deserves it. I mean, look at him! He spent a week eating this food.
Max Flexer: Get ready for this, Big Angry Bowser Guy. We're gonna-
Bowser: -frowns- No singing.
Max Flexer: Fine.
Bowser: Wait. Why am I saying this?! Get out of here!
-Bowser breaks the giant claw-
Max Flexer: Shoot. (Gulp...)
Bowser: Endgame, give me your phone.
Endgame: Sir, what are you-
Bowser: Give it!
-Bowser swipes the phone away from Endgame-
Bowser: Hey! Stupid monster company! Get on the line!
Customer Service: Yes, this is NME. How may we help-
Bowser: Shut up and take your monster back!!!
Customer Service: Alright, fine.
-The phone sucks up Max Flexer-
Max Flexer: I will be back for revenge! -poofs away-
Boo: At least he didn't do much to Bowser...
Paratroopa: Yeah, I guess.
Bowser: Now that that's been taken care of...
-Bowser looks at Yoshi, Boo, and Paratroopa-
Bowser: You three?! What are you doing here?!
Tyrannel: (Yeah, you better get out of here. See you around Yoshi!)
Yoshi: Para, fly us away!
-Paratroopa flies off with Yoshi and Boo-
Bowser: Argh! I can never catch those guys!
-Bowser goes on a rampage-
-Tyrannel and Endgame run out of Bowser's room-