It was a boring day in Dream Land. Ennui plagued all it's denizens. A certain penguin king was lounging about grasping at straws for a new plan. Metaknight was passively looking at the land from his airship. The minions were roaming about with no orders. Even the pink puffball was tossing and turning in his bed struggling to achieve a good rest with nothing to do.
All of Popstar had come under the iron boot of something worse than tyranny, the status quo. There was nothing new to do. Everyone felt like they had gone through all possible exchanges. Now it was a matter of coming up with something new.
Luckily something new was hurtling towards Pop Star. In a moon shaped star ship. The pilot knew Popstar was rapidly approaching. The fabled pink puffball's home. Dreamland, a country in desperate need of heroes. Bonnie twitched excitedly as her huge feet took up most of the interior.