Popo and Nana were watching all the Miis clapping about as they were enjoying themselves, with the Ice Climbers genuinely confused as they turned to each other, concerned.
"So... do they have any climbing activities here?" Popo asked while sheepishly rubbing the back of his head with his right hand. "This place looks really weird... even for us, sis..."
Nana lowered her eyes as she folded her arms, being annoyed. "Gee, Popo, this place has nearly everything, and you're questioning if it has climbing?'
"Well hey, you never know... I mean, I see no snow around, sadly..." Popo stated as he touched his fingertips together.
Nana sighed as she walked across the red bridge, glancing up at the sky to see various blimps. "I do wonder if it was good to come here with you... after all, we don't even know if-"
Poor Nana was then ran over by various Mii racers in different karts, as she was on the official Wuhu Island racetrack as she twitched violently in pain. Popo gasped as he dashed towards her, only to be knocked out cold by a baseball hitting him in the face, making him fall on his back, unconscious.