Mario groaned as he was still in the kitchen of his house, trying to make toast as Dry Bowser and Toadette entered the house to see what was the commotion.
"Hey Mario. How are ya doing?" Toadette asked as she moved her hands about. "You don't look too well..."
Mario sighed, being on the floor of his kitchen as he shook his head. "I've been trying-a to-a make toast-a using my toaster. And it hasn't been easy-a." He commented.
"Why are you going between your high squeaky Italian accent and your deep pitched Brooklyn accent?" Dry Bowser remarked as he placed his skeletal hands on his skeletal hips.
"I don't know. Why do you keep popping up in Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus's fanfics, you rotten rotting pile of bones?" Mario replied as he stood up, shaking his right fist at Dry Bowser.
"Because the author figured that you're too stupid to know how to operate a toaster." Dry Bowser insisted as he grabbed a piece of bread and placed it into a toaster. "You don't toast toast, you toast bread."
"No, toast is what needs to be toasted in a toastah!" Mario commented as he snatched the toaster from Dry Bowser, immediately pulling half the bread out of the toaster while it was in the process of toasting the bread.
However, this would prove to be a problem as the toaster violently shook, with it exploding as the entire house collapsed on Mario, Dry Bowser, and Toadette. Dry Bowser's skeletal head popped out as he let out a sigh, glaring at Mario, who popped out of the rubble.
"All right-a... maybe I shouldn't have done-a that-a..." Mario commented as several burnt pieces of toast fell on his head, with a toaster falling right on top of him as he was knocked out cold, with Dry Bowser chuckling.