"All right, we have little to no time left before that fat plumber comes back." King Bob-omb stated to his various black colored bob-ombs at the top of the mountain overlooking the grassy Bob-omb Battlefield, with a Chain Chomp bouncing away in the plains. "Anyone wants to tell me how we'll get him?"
"Uhh... we blow up?" One Bob-omb nervously stated as it suddenly exploded, causing most of the other bomb enemies to blow up as well.
"No." King Bob-omb stated as he planted his right orb shaped hand on his face, groaning. "We tried that, and it hasn't worked out the sixty four times beforehand. How about a real tactic?"
"Well... I suggest to actually try trapping me." Mario stated as he arrived at the top, running behind the Big Bob-omb and chucking the bob-omb king down the mountain, causing him to tumble down the white slope as he groaned in pain.
"Sounds like Mario is giving you trouble again." Dry Bowser stated, cleaning up one of the cannons as several Goombas were trying their best to help out. "Seems like your bob-omb soldiers aren't that well suited for thinking."
"You're telling me." King Bob-omb sighed as he placed his hands on his face. "You think there's anyway they could be more... compelling?"
Dry Bowser squinted his eyes as he rubbed his chin with his left skeletal hand. "Well... I did hear from a dream dimension that it had Bob-ombs with hands like you... perhaps I can lend you a hand..."
"That would be most reassuring." King Bob-omb stated, with him following Dry Bowser into the cleaned up cannon as they blasted high into the sky, with Mario taking over the Bob-omb mountaintop.