With the help of Minion #1 Tavros, Bowser found his way to the Sensoriums and wasted no time recreating huge swaths of the Mushroom Kingdom, cycling through various locales as fast as he could. After wasting copious amounts of time going HOLY CRAP THIS IS AMAZING GWAHAHAHAHA, the Koopa King calmed down enough to remember that he had a duel with a certain book Overlord('s minions) to think about. Bowser decided to go with a flat platform of rock inexplicably floating above a sea of lava, deep beneath the earth- his favored battlefield, back when he'd stolen those 120 stars and sealed everyone in those paintings (just... you know, without the bombs that Mario had thrown him into).

And then it was time to warm up. Bowser cracked his knuckles...

A few minutes later, the Koopa King skidded backwards on all fours, his clawed feet leaving deep gashes in the rock as he braced himself. A split-second later, Bowser catapulted forward with a roar, swinging at his opponent with enough force to smash boulders- and only found air as the unassuming, somewhat chubby mustachioed man in overalls jumped out of the way with impossible speed. Grim-faced, the plumber flicked his wrist, flinging three fireballs before he even touched the ground.

Bowser shielded himself against the first two with his forearms. With a laugh, the hulking dragon turtle straightened up and contemptuously swatted away the last one- "ARGH!!"- before immediately regretting it because OH GOD that stings. Frantically waving his injured hand to cool it down, Bowser snapped his fingers with his GOOD hand. "Goombas! To me!!"

"GOO-RAH!" A horde of squat fungoids dashed toward the plumber just as Bowser fell back, but the human turned on a dime and jumped onto the first Goomba, stomping it flat and catapulting himself onto the next one. In fact, the plumber's feet never touched the ground as he worked his way through the horde, right toward Bowser-

- and the Koopa King immediately sent a stream of fire in Mario's direction. The battle was once again joined.

Don't tell anyone, but Pyro was actually quite excited to be hanging out with one of his teammates again. Even if that teammate was a bit of a wreck right now. Not that he could blame him! Pyro had been pretty weirded out at first, too, but the sheer coolness that was being in space on a spaceship seemed to outweigh the feeling of being more out of his element than that time he got lost in the BLU base. Thus, he and Medic found themselves at the Drunken Dragon. Even though it looked like it came straight out of King Arthur's court (it most likely did, for all Pyro knew), it was probably still preferable to the alien snot and the tentacles everywhere.

"And here we are!" He said with a flourish. "Decor's a little outdated, but the beer's good, and that's all that matters! So hey, let's grab a drink."

It was raining, she had opened a door and it was raining.

Something entirely too strange to ignore.

Sandy had inadvertently stumbled upon the Sensoriums like so many newly awakened pod poppers. And like most of them the first thing it had summoned up was memories of the homeworld. The place long gone thanks to the Ohm.

Sandy entered carefully feeling the rain on her skin. It was both familiar and yet peculiar as she'd gone an entire week without rain from her point of view.

But in this New York it always rained.
( The Death of Spider-man. )

Hah, he'd been right. There was a barn down here.

Paco began circling the hopeful site of Team Have Some Freaking Fun's next party, looking for signs that it was some kind of house of worship or something without going inside. It sure didn't look like it from the outside, but it did seem to be related to the house nearby, and that looked lived in.

He ran his hand through his hair and stared up at the windows thoughtfully for a moment, before he went up and pressed the doorbell. Hey, it couldn't hurt to ask!