Toadette was on her toilet seat in her bathroom inside her castle, just reading old magazines from three decades ago. She sighed as she was waiting for the time to drop... "chocolate" inside the toilet bowl, just tapping her feet as all she could let out were loud farts and urine.
"Gosh, why are these magazines so boring?" Toadette mumbled in annoyance as she rolled her eyes. "Why did I even want these again?"
She paused, then grunted as she finally dropped one in the toilet, a splash being heard. She opened her eyes as she smiled a bit. "Now I remember. To help clean out my bowels better." She giggled as she stuck out her tongue.
Toadette screamed as she was being chased by a horde of angry Shy Guys, with the group being in some grassy ruins as Dry Bowser was watching from the distance while resting on a clifftop. Toadette was wearing her treasure tracker gear, using her occasionally farting as a way to get the Shy Guys off her, which clearly didn't do anything to stop them.
"Why is it whenever I wanna go on adventures, this happens?" Toadette yelped above her wet flatulence as she bumped into several rotating blocks, knocking her on her backpack.
"Because you're just asking for trouble," Dry Bowser stated as he watched the Shy Guys pounce on Toadette, who screamed for help as she couldn't get up.