Dry Bowser Gets Fungi Annoyed

"Hey!" Toadette chirped as she was hugging Dry Bowser, poking around the skeletal reptile like the annoyingly cute mushroom girl she was, repeating the word as a way to get his attention as they were both inside a cozy cabin within the volcanic reaches of the Grumble Volcano.

"Now what, kid?" Dry Bowser groaned as he was trying to read the newspaper, mostly to see if there was anything remotely interesting in a sea of crap.

"Can we do something fun?" Toadette asked as she blinked, placing both of her hands on her rumbling stomach as she let out a squeaky fart.

Dry Bowser: (sighs with contempt as he rolls his eyes) And pray tell, just what do you want to do?

Toadette thought about it as she shrugged, shaking her head as she placed her hands behind her back. "Goodness, I... don't really know. I just wanted to bug you enough to make you think."

Dry Bowser was at a loss for words as he sighed, getting up from his seat and smacking Toadette on the head with the newspaper. Toadette mumbled in pain as she rubbed her pink mushroom cap, with Dry Bowser going to the closet to get something else to occupy himself with, both bored of reading through the newspaper and tired of Toadette's pestering.