Petey Piranha snored loudly as he flexed his large leafy muscles, turning over in his side as he was sleeping on a huge leaf in the middle of a tropical island near Seaside Hill. The wind started blowing more as Petey turned about, feeling the cold wind somewhat bother him. Petey got up, flapping into the air as he got high enough to be at the point in the sky where the wind was blowing.
"All right, time to make things a lot warmer," Petey stated as he began clapping his leaves together. "Eat this, oh cold winds."
Petey continued clapping as his claps repelled the winds, causing them to go backwards. Petey smiled as he flapped back down onto his tiny little island, resuming his peaceful snoozing as he turned to his right.