Dry Bowser's Pancake Tranquility

Dry Bowser was enjoying some pancakes that he baked himself as it was a quiet day on the sunny shores near the Sunshine Airport, enjoying the sounds of the various planes soaring by as he was outside sitting on the green smooth grass. Doing countless races, playing nonstop tennis, and being forced to help your stupid relatives in boring boss battles would do a number to you no matter how much you enjoyed or tolerated it. Which is why wonderful meals like hot pancakes are things that should not be taken for granted.

"I've done a fantastic job making these." Dry Bowser said as he munched on the cakes of the pan variety despite the fact that the reptilian didn't need to eat these sugary treats of fluffy goodness. "Maybe I should have more pancakes on a regular basis-"

Dry Bowser then heard someone screaming, with him turning his head to see a bunch of Miis rushing towards him on different vehicles dressed as different lame Nintendo characters nobody liked, with everyone craving for some pancakes as they smelled the delicate scent from within the terminal. Dry Bowser squinted his eyes as he breathed some blue fire at them, then zapped them with a lightning bolt as he went back to eating his pancakes.

Dry Bowser: (while munching down) Every time I try to have something nice, something in this cursed universe is always trying to ruin it... (sighs after gulping down)

Dry Bowser noticed that he ran out of pancakes to eat, deciding to take the time to make a new batch as he turned his skull to see the Miis groaning in pain as they were all sad that they didn't have any pancakes to have. Shrugging, Dry Bowser went back to the stove that was overlooking the water, proceeding to start the process of making the pancake batter as he whistled his theme to himself.