Peter Griffin was with his family enjoying some funny moments on the television, with the Family Guy gasped as he felt something.
"I sense a presence... that is of not of this world." Peter said with his trademark giggle as he got up, approaching the front door and opening it to see a skeletal reptile. "Holy crap, Lois, it's Dry Bowser from the-"
"I get it, you don't have to say anything else." Dry Bowser explained as he folded his bony arms together. "Anyway, what is it that you summoned me here for?"
"Petah, you brought him here?" Lois complained as she moved her one arm since the show made use of its limited animation.
"Well uh yeah, that's the thing." Peter explained as he turned to Dry Bowser. "Can you look after our house? I kinda got something out of a raffle and I have to leave the city to do it."
"...Sure. I don't have anything to reap out of this, but it gets me away from the BS of my dimension." Dry Bowser said as he quickly went into his spiky charcoal shell, immediately popping out dressed like a golfer as he held a golf club in his hand. "So, is there anything else I need to know about the upkeeping of this house?"
"Why do I feel that this is going to backfire?" Brian commented as he was on all four of his dog legs.
"It's because he's another talking animal like you," Stewie pointed out, as the smart baby was enjoying this a bit too much.
Later on after the Griffins left, Dry Bowser took a good look around the house outside as he nodded his head, with Peter's friends all noticing this strange reptilian skeleton present.
"Did you do something regarding your bathtub again?" Quagmire asked with his hands on his hips.
Cleveland scoffed. "Like you're one to talk, you sex hound."
"Relax guys, I think this guy is one of those house watchers." Joe calmly explained while adjusting his wheelchair's wheels.