Waluigi finished off his twelfth batch of fresh tacos, planning to count the money when he spotted... her. "Oh no... not you..."

Yes. It was the worst thing anyone could imagine. It was disgusting. It was big. It was ugly. And it was fuzzy.

"Ho ho ho ho! Hello, Mr. Skinny Guy!" Greeted the Honey Queen Bee, buzzing her way towards the Taco Stand. "I heard you make great Mexican food!"

Waluigi would not have this crap, however. He got out his purple tennis racket and began beating the hell out of the Honey Queen. "Away! You're not allowed here!" He bellowed, smashing with all his might, rendering the Queen Bee dead.

Petey Piranha, Dry Bowser, and Toadette all watched from the southern direction, glancing at each other and shrugging as they continued watching Waluigi murder a crappy character.

"I wonder what he has against her," Petey mumbled as he rubbed his yellow and orange pedals sticking out from his red bulbous head.

"Probably because she's obnoxious." Dry Bowser commented as he sipped some tea he made himself.

"Oh come on what's wrong with a cutie like her?" Toadette piped as she twirled around her pink mushroom pigtails.

Waluigi overheard the trio as he waved his purple lanky arms at them. "It's about the principle! If I let crap like that around here, things will be worse! Don't you understand?"

Petey and Toadette exchanged glances with each other while Dry Bowser polished off his dusty bones, with Waluigi pluffing in a television set to see a weird story about pong play out.

"How do you feel about always hitting the ball?" The right paddle of pong asked.

"It sucks... can't we do anything else?" The left paddle complained.

"Nope and that's how it's going to stay for the rest of your life!" The pong ball squealed while bouncing in place.

"It's too bad we're not given a choice on what we get to do..."

"...I guess it's not so bad, you just have to make only 1 decision in life and that's it!"

"That doesn't sound appealing at all..."

"It does to me!"

"...I don't know why I even have this on." Waluigi commented in a blunt tone as he turned the TV off and began thinking to himself, pondering deeply as he glanced up to see Isabelle staring at him. "What the hell do you want?"

"Oh... I was just wondering if you could help me with something..." Isabelle gulped as she trembled, being a bit nervous.