Dry Bowser and Toadette's Sweat Tennis

Dry Bowser and Toadette were both playing tennis with each other on the grassy tennis field as they were both getting sweaty, with Toadette in particular getting too hot as she was getting slower as a result of feeling the heat. Toadette's tricky techniques were quite a match for Dry Bowser's defensive posse, but it was becoming more clear that their tennis strokes were becoming slower with how much sweat they accumilated from their frequent running on the course.

"Hey kid, are you all right?" Dry Bowser asked as he caught the green fuzzy tennis ball in his right bony hand after it was whacked back at him, noticing Toadette panting faster than usual.

Toadette wiped her forehead with her right hand as she let go of her wet pink tennis racket, facing Dry Bowser as she placed both of her hands on her face. "Ohh... I'm so sweaty, I feel like I could melt!"

Dry Bowser: (in disgust while dusting off his bones) I didn't need to hear that.

Toadette: (giggles while winking) Well you clearly did since you felt the need to ask.

Dry Bowser was going to comment, but the skeletal reptile decided to go and clean the sweat off his bones as he left the tennis court, with Toadette farting after having built up enough gas from playing tennis with him constantly, with the flatulence combining with the sweat to create a pungent, rotten stench.