Super Mario Harmony Land

Mario walked steadily on, albeit a bit slowly. He still hadn't quite gotten used to having four legs, but he was learning. Luigi however, was fumbling and tripping around like an idiot. This gained some unwanted attention from the ponyfolk nearby.

Mario had been rather surprised to discover there actually was in fact an entire society of colorful horse-like creatures, but not too surprised mind you. He had been in space before, he had seen a castle ripped up out of the ground, he wouldn't be caught off guard by this. Luigi was reacting quite differently. He was jumpy and nervous, and looked at everything with a somewhat startled expression. After asking around the town to see if there was anyone who could help (they'd gotten a lot of odd looks when they told their story), he had learned that they where in a town called Ponyville. He almost laughed at the name. The two brothers eventually came across what appeared to be a house fashioned out of a tree (again, not the weirdest thing they'd seen.) He paid it no mind an continued to walk forward.

He just missed the small, brown, vaguely mushroom shaped creature knocking on the door and leaving behind a what appeared to be an ordinary leaf.

Elsewhere, a certain koopa king was stranded in the most dangerous area in all of Equestria.

Bowser was in a surprisingly good mood at the moment. It didn't really matter to him that his plan had failed horribly, and it didn't really matter that he didn't have a clue where he was. What did matter to him was he got to vent his anger on a lot of very foolish things that had tried to kill him today, which put him in a great mood. Such as that strange hybrid of lion, scorpion, and bat he encountered yesterday. The creature was foolish enough to attempt to attack Bowser from the front. One might see this as a smart move, considering the spikes on Bowser's back, but the creature no longer had an element of surprise because of it's actions. It was fast, but Bowser's skin was thick enough that it's claws had no effect. By the time the creature had struck him, he had already gotten ready to punch it all way to tim-buck-two, and that's just what he did. The poor thing went flying, and the koopa king almost felt sorry for it.

Some cross between apparently a chicken and a snake had also attempted to assault him, interestingly enough by trying to turn him to stone, feet first. It would have worked, but Bowser didn't need to move to fight back, and the sorry excuse for a predator got the message when it's feathers were almost all singed of, and so it released it's curse upon him, and decided to hunt elsewhere.

A large bear, with fur that mimicked the night sky had tried to attack him the other day as well, when he had seeked shelter in it's cave. Bowser was completely oblivious to the beauty of the beast's fur, assaulting it without a care as to why it had such a strange appearance. The bear was strong, very strong. It was almost a match for him, but the wild beast fought with only blind rage. Bowser had jumped up and slammed the creature on the head with his back, knocking it out cold. The bear might have been able to block him if it had attempted an actual strategy.

By the next morning, no monster in the forest was foolish enough to take on Bowser.

As much fun as Bowser was having hitting things, he needed to find his way out of this forest. The forest was pretty dark, but he thought he could see sunlight ahead, and that meant there was a way out. He ran for the exit, relieved to finally be out of that forest, although he made a mental note to visit later for some target practice.

He had appeared to have entered an apple orchard. There weren't many of those in the Mushroom Kingdom. Everyone was all about the god-forbidden fungus there. The trees looked incredibly healthy, like they had been taken care of by the best. And because of this, the apples on the trees looked like just about the most delicious apples he'd ever seen. He grabbed one off the tree and ate it whole.

These were the most delicious he'd ever seen, and eaten! Who ever owned this apple farm had to be a real pro! He ate another, and another, and- *conk*

An apple struck him on the back of the head.

"That's apple family property you thievin' monster!" Bowser turned around, and saw the creature brave enough to attack the koopa king. An orange colored horse had lobbed apples at him. He wouldn't even bother killing this thing, it was beneath him.

"I was gonna pay for them!"  He lied.

Applejack was a bit taken aback by the fact that the monster could speak, but not enough that she couldn't tell when somepony was lying. "Don't ya'll lie to me! You pay up now or yer in fer a beatin'!"

Bowser smirked. This thing was probably weaker than the pathetic creatures he fought earlier, but he had to admit, she had guts, and that was deserving of something. He was about to hand whatever money he happened to have, when he realized he didn't carry money on his person, no pockets. The look on his face was enough to let Applejack know he was flat broke.

"If ya ain't got any money, yer gonna hafta ta work for them apples. You can help out on the farm if ya want, don't thing you'd be much help with sellin' anything, the locals won't take kindly to yer appearance I bet." Even if it was a beast, it could speak like a pony could, and that meant it thought and had feelings like a pony could. That meant it at least deserved a chance. Besides, Applejack had a sort of sixth-sense about whether someone had foul intentions or not. This strange monster didn't seem like the kind of sort to cause any trouble.

Truth was, Bowser was actually not so bad a person. He just hardly ever showed it. Maybe this new place he'd found himself in could bring out the best in him?

"Fine!" Bowser snorted. He could have easily refused, but he didn't exactly like the idea of being pelted with apples. Besides, working at the farm most likely meant free food. If there was anything Bowser enjoyed, it was stuffing his face with food.

"Name's Applejack by the way! You wanna start workin' know or later?"

He'd already began picking apples. He figured if the harder he worked, the more likely it was that he'd be given food.

"Alright then, I'll leave you to yer work, don't be slackin' behind my back now though!"

Bowser was hoping he would be brought back food later. He wondered what he would be eating as he worked. He could really go for some pork-

"Wait a minute." He realized, the person bringing him his food was a horse. Horses were vegetarian, that meant they didn't eat meat. That also meant he couldn't eat meat, because not only was he not going to be given any meat, or be able to buy any meat, but he also couldn't risk eating meat without greatly offending someone, and that would most definitely mean he would lose this job, which would mean he would have no chance of getting any food at all! Bowser stood there, terrified of the prospect of going on a vegitarion diet He had never once in his life considered what he would do if he were to be unable to eat meat, and now that such a situation had taken place, he realized how big a part it was in his life. He became so focused on this he failed to notice the three fillies sneaking up behind him with a net.

"Gotcha!" The little fillies shouted with glee. "Cutie Mark Crusaders monster catchers!"

Bowser was dumbfounded. "Wha-"

"Do you see anything?" One of the fillies asked.

"Nope" Another said.

Bowser turned around, to see a bunch of little pony children. "What the heck are you three doing?"

"Checking to see if we have cutie marks in monster catching!" The white colored one said.

"What is that like a girl scout's merit badge or something?"

"A cutie mark represents what yer special talent is, we're tryin' to find out what our special talent is!" The yellow one said.

"We were gonna see if our special talent was monster catching! The orange one spoke up. "Hey, what kind of monster are you anyway?"

"I'm not a monster, I'm a koopa."

"A koopa, what's that?" The white one asked.

"Um, it's like a kind of turtle, I geuss." Bowser was surpised, they seriously didn't know what a koopa was? He must have been pretty far from the mushroom kingdom then. In hindsight, he probably should have asked where Kamek had set the portal's destination.

"A turtle! We caught a giant turtle!? No wonder we didn't get our cutie marks!" The orange one shouted.

"What's wrong with turtles? I like turtles!" The white one argued

"Turtles are lame!"

"They are not lame!"

"Are to!"

"Are not!"

"Are to!"

"Are not!"

"Are to!"

"Are not!"

"Are to!"

"Are not!"

"Are to!"

"Are not!"

"Are to!"

"SHUT UP!!" Bowser screamed. The two arguing fillies shut that yap-flaps faster than a mosquito beats it's wings. "Yeesh, you kids might as well have your cutie-whatevers in arguing!"

"Hey, maybe you can help us find are cutie marks!"

"I- What? Hold on, I'm not helping you find your cutsie-marks or whatever you call em, I've got better things to do!"

"Like what?"

"Like working on this farm so I'll be fed some food! I can't just starve."

"Please?" They all said in unison.

"No."

"Pleeeeease?" They all said with big puppy dog eyes.

"No."

With no other options, the Cutie Mark Crusaders resorted to the one thing that was certain to succeed. The triple puppy dog eye pouty face.

"NO."

They pouted more

Bowser sighed. "Fine." Their expressions rapidly changed from a sad to a joyful one. "Cutie Mark Crusaders go!"

Bowser groaned.