Toadette yawned, today being yet another boring day in the average life of her. With no sports or parties currently going on, she was left to wander around in her own house, and lord knows how treadfully boring it was for her.
"Oh, if only I could go on an adventure every once in a while," Toadette muttered as she moved her stuff around, revealing some old rotting milk. She shuddered as he picked it up. "Ewww. What's THIS still doing in here..."
She shrugged as she poured herself a glass of the rotting milk and drank it all down, shuddering with disgust as the taste was beyond awful. She let out a loud belch that shook the house, causing some parts of the wooden ceiling to hit her square on the head, with enough force to knock her out cold.