Dry Bowser watched as the mostly white colored Chu Chu mice were scurrying around the purple maze floating in the deep dark abyss of space, trying to not get eaten alive by the giant orange cats that were patrolling the area. Dry Bowser proceeded to guide the blue and white mice into one of the holes nearby, landing in front of a corner to prevent a cat from approaching them.
"Why is it always small critters that invoke sympathy from us?" Dry Bowser questioned as he noticed some mice scurrying into his bony body, with a hungry cat biting down on his bones in an attempt at getting them. "Is it because looking at things from their perspective makes us change the way we think?"
Dry Bowser then felt another cat bump into him, causing the skeletal reptile to have his skull fall off his body, some of his bones separating as the mice hiding within them quickly dashed into his charcoal shell. Dry Bowser began firing red hot fireballs, scaring away the cats as all the mice managed to get into a hole, with a red rocket emerging from the purple floor as it then took off, the ChuChus within them squeaking as their way of showing thanks to Dry Bowser. He smiled after putting himself back together, pleased that he was able to help them in their predicament.