Dry Bowser was doing some reading as suddenly a bunch of enemies came dashing by, all of them covered in the sandy dust of the Bone Dry Dunes. The skeletal reptile was not impressed as he placed down the novel he was almost done with.
"What is it this time?"
"There's a big tornado that's making it hard for us to race!" The Koopa murmured.
"...Is that all..."
"Well yes actually." The Shy Guy added, with his mask suddenly dropping off his face due to the sand getting through the holes.
Dry Bowser got up begrudgingly from his chair, stretching his bony arms as he casually walked into the sand storm, seeing the 1 dusty tornado spinning around. Hearing his bones clatter from the wind, Dry Bowser simply got inside his spiky charcoal shell and began twirling the opposite direction, combating the twister and forcing it away from the dunes as he emerged, having taken care of the problem. The generic bunch all dashed to the reptilian skeleton and cheered him for taking care of their twisted problem.