Toadette farted loudly as she woke up in her bed, stretching her arms out, just for you big guy. "Ugh... what time is it?"
The clock kept ringing as Toadette burped, scratching her pink mushroom cap as she squinted.
"Well... I better get out of bed." Toadette remarked as she burped and farted simultaneously, heading downstairs to get some breakfast as she looked through the cabinets. "Hmmm... I don't have a lot of shit in here."
Toadette's stomach growled loudly as she sighed, tilting her head down as she shook head. Deciding that she needed food, Toadette left her house, to be standing out... on a white puffy cloud, as she was high in the sky at the Cloudtop Cruise, actually being at one of her many summer homes as she let out a thunderous tuba toot so loud, it caused the white poofy clouds in front of her to break apart.
"Well..." Toadette started as she burped loudly, rubbing her rumbling stomach. "I better get going. My tummy's not gonna fill itself." She then farted out her pink pipe framed go kart, jumping in it as she proceeded to constantly fart trombone toots to propel her kart forward, leaving her summer house behind as she began her gassy quest for food.
"Hmmm..." Dry Bowser remarked as he raised his black sunglasses, watching Toadette fart right past him as he was relaxing on the poop deck of the wooden airship.
Of course, Toadette had no idea that she was going to have someone follow her on her belching, flatulent journey...