. . . Yeesh, man! That's /KOOPA/ to you! But whatev...I get it. Is it anyone I should be concerned 'bout?

[ sharpening his wrist blades with a stone. ] Eh? Whazzat? Yeah, bud. Can't understand Studdish.

. . . Think I mighta heard of him... Is he that super murderous dragon guy? He's already on my list actually.

[ now, he huffs, pouting. ] Dude,, there's a THING called a /JOKE/. òwó All my comrades call me one all the time, I don't fuzz over it!

...Y'know, me...if that's even me right there? You remind me of how I was /before/ I met Clawdia. [ snorts...completely oblivious to what he just said. ] Was /super/ nervous with women back then...

[ he said nothing. not a word. he simply gave a short understanding nod, continuing to sharpen his weapon. ... he knew just how it was like to lose someone dear to him. even if it wouldn't be forever...the pain was just as unrelenting. endless. ...incurable, even. ]

Note to self... Never, EVER talk about my love life in front of other versions of myself. Literally never again.

[ staring at her, but not out of want...out of suspicion. ] You look kinda off... I'm guessin' you're his Peach, right? [ grumbles. ] ...I /hope/...I /REALLY/ hope... you're nothin' like mine. [ hiding his axe just in case. ]

[ he narrows his eyes, burning anger behind them. ] A /total/ psycho. A crafty, kidnappin' weirdo. That's how mine is. Her and those brothers...they keep tryin' to steal my boy away, and then turn him against me! They've been tryin' this for /FOREVER/ and a half! 3=<

[ nods, seeming more relaxed. ] Whoo, thank Jaydes... Had a funny feelin' at first! And well...that explains how bad he reacted, I guess. He's...got the hots for ya or somethin'?

[ scoffs. ] Sheesh...dude sounds like he /sucks/, but really I can't blame him... I think he mighta lost his wife or somethin'?? That's what I got when we spoke anyway... [ and now he nods. ] Oh, yeah, /no way/! I'm already married, so I see no point in nabbing somebody...uwu;

[ nods, getting his battle axe ready. ] Thanks for the reminder. Now time to get to /work/. [ starts to leave...oh damn. ]

Huh...mine is as famous as I am. We always fight against the shrooms together... ...It's kinda like your version of her poofed a long time ago. Who knows what coulda happened... ...Maybe she got nabbed by somebody, like my Junior does...but if it ain't you.../who/ could do that?

This dimension really sucks actually.

If you got beef, take it up with /your/ me. He's the dude who messed with ya!

Then I won't feel bad 'bout blowing your face off.