Dry Bowser was juggling several used tires as he was humming to himself, being in the wet metropolis of Neo Bowser City as he turned around to see some of the drones populating the city looking at him.
"Why is this bonehead juggling tires?" A red robed Shy Guy asked.
A Dry Bones shrugged. "He must have lost the race pretty hard."
A Greenie chuckled while placing his ghoulish green right hand over his mouth. "Dunno, I wouldn't be juggling if I lost."
"Yeah, I would just be in a rage..." A pink Boo added while floating behind them.
"Do you all mind?" Dry Bowser growled as he dropped the tires due to losing concentration, clenching his fists. "Now I have to find something else to do..."
The four drones yelped as they all began to run on the city race track, with an angered Dry Bowser chasing after them and hitting them with his bones, occasionally zapping them with some lightning. Evidently the skeletal reptile decided to stop when he remembered that there was another rainy place where he could juggle in piece... and that was one of the various haunted mansions that allegedly belonged to a certain green plumber...
"This should be good enough for me to practice on my juggling," Dry Bowser said to himself as he began juggling, the thunder booming being heard all throughout the mansion as it shook, with lightning flashing outside as he tried to focus on his juggling, squinting his eyes as he dropped the balls. "Perhaps I shouldn't do this in the foyer..."
Heading up the stairs and down the hall to his left, Dry Bowser kept on trying to juggle, not letting the bright lightning or rumbling thunder distract him as he kept trying is best. Several ghosts, however, were quite interested in messing with the reptilian skeleton...