Dry Bowser and Toadette In All Ice And No Climb

Toadette farted as she fanned the air, walking around the DK Pass racecourse with Dry Bowser as a blizzard was going on, with it being nighttime.

"Gee DB, you think the Ice Climbers have anything better to do with their time?" Toadette asked while tilting her head.

Dry Bowser scoffed as he folded his boney arms together. "What makes you say that?"

Toadette burped loudly as she pointed at the Ice Climbers nearby, who seemed to be quite bored of their minds, and for good reason.

"Remember when we did something cool?" Popo asked Nana as they were smashing each other with their mallets.

"No," Nana responded as she casually shrugged. "In fact, we never have anything cool happen to us. All we do is the same shit over and over. Hell, people don't even read fanfiction about us, we're just those two kids in Smash Bros."

"...what an interesting point of view you have, Nana." Popo replied with a grin.

Nana squinted her eyes. "That was not a point of view, it was a statement, you idiot."

They were then covered in snow. From a mountain dropping snow. In snow.

"Well, I guess I feel a bit bad for them." Dry Bowser mumbled as he dusted off his rusty bones. "A bit."

Toadette's stomach growled as she placed her hands on her rumbling gut. "Uh oh, I think I might have to-"

"Kid, don't you dare..." Dry Bowser growled angrily.

Alas, it was too late. Toadette farted and burped simultaneously, causing an avalanche in the DK Pass race track that caused the snow to bury the two wanderers, with them now likely to freeze in the same fate as the Ice Climbers.