The Missing Toy Plane

By Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus

Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: Well, this is a pretty, particular short story to boot, but I'm sure you guys will enjoy it. Have fun!


Things were quite peaceful in the Moo Moo Meadows, with Dry Bowser taking a moment to appreciate the bright blue sky and the yellow sun shining on him as Baby Mario came dashing towards him, flailing his baby arms at the giant skeletal reptile.

"Dry Bowser, help-a me!" Baby Mario exclaimed as he panicked.

Dry Bowser turned his head towards Baby Mario, not pleased to see the young twerp. "Oh what is it now, kid?"

Baby Mario placed his hands on his face, shaking his head with fright. "I can't find my lost red toy plane! I need help!"

Dry Bowser narrowed his eyes. "A toy plane? Seriously?"

Baby Mario nodded his head frantically. "Yes, and I really want it back, so help-a me!"

Dry Bowser sighed as he placed his right skeletal hand on his face. "Oh, how I hate to work with babies, but if I must..." He then got up, following Baby Mario towards the east to find the kid's lost toy plane.