Dry Bowser and Toadette Go To McDonald's

Dry Bowser and Toadette went to McDonald's to celebrate a good day full of racing, with both of them riding in different vehicles as they were heading westward on the open highway road, with there being some traffic here and there as they were determined to reach their delicious destination, it being a cool breezy night to be out on the road. Dry Bowser was using a Gamecube controller to control his steering within his Piranha Prowler vehicle, with Toadette farting on her Quacker bike as she used her own flatulence as the gas. It was a fast drive!

"It won't be long until we get there." Dry Bowser said as he was clicking away on his controller for the Gamecube. "I can feel those hot french fries going through me now."

"Ooh I can't wait until I get my hands on a burger!" Toadette chimed as she was fanning the stinky air she crafted with 1 of her hands. "It'll be fun to feel my hot toots after stuffing myself with Mickey Dees!"

Dry Bowser and Toadette eventually reached the McDonald's, the best friends parking their vehicles right by the drive thru as they went inside, with Toadette's stomach growling making her giggle in embarrassment as Dry Bowser scoffed, brushing back his hair and getting some dust out of his crusty old bones. Eventually the customers made way for the duo to take the lead as they were confused at the presence of a skeletal reptile and a cute mushroom girl, with them being quite a rare sight at the lone McDonald's restaurant that was quite literally in the middle of nowhere that was allegedly somewhere in the Midwestern United States region. Having ordered nearly everything, the pair went to a table by the windows as they started eating.

Dry Bowser: (while stuffing the fries down his maw) This makes it worth it going through all that traffic! (chucks in several chicken mcnuggets without a thought)

Toadette: (burping and farting while eating) Oh I agree, there's nothing more fun or yummy! (stuffs hamburgers and fries into her)

Eventually enough time passed as Dry Bowser and Toadette finished their fantastic meal, with Dry Bowser leaivng out a sigh of satisfaction as Toadette's gassy emissions signaled her happiness, with the other customers gawking as her simultaneously loud deep pitched bassy tuba like burps from the attic and basement. They then left as they went off on the road again, with no one really knowing where they were going as it seemed like they would drive off all the fat that they ate up as they were likely heading to another McDonald's to hang and eat out of.