"...Gee, it sure got dark here quick." Toadette said as she was feeling cold due to the sun setting, with the sunset already turning into night.
Dry Bowser rolled his eyes as he was looking over a map he had in his bony hands. "Wonder why that is..."
"Must you always be so sarcastic?" Toadette groaned as she shook her head, turning on her headlamp for more light.
"Hey, it's what I do. I can't help it." Dry Bowser responded as he continued skimming the map with no problem in regards to light.
Toadette puffed up her cheeks. "Well it would help if you didn't-"
Suddenly the mushroom girl fell down, with the skeletal reptile giving a pause to his movement as he heard her scream. Toadette tumbled into a pumpkin patch, with most of them looking like they were rotting away as Dry Bowser spun his way down through spinning within his charcoal shell, emerging as he stood tall.
"What were you saying? I was too busy being chill like the weather clearly is." Dry Bowser spoke with a chuckle, brushing back his red hair.
All Toadette could do is give Dry Bowser a glare as she got herself stuck within the muddy grown, ruining her archivist outfit.