Humph. I'm Dry Bowser. Don't forget it.
Tatanga is determined to do what it needed
He's poised on conquering the planet
Unfortunately for him, there's a thorn on his side. That thorn being harder than usual.
That's besides the point. It's time to take out the trash.
Dry Bowser was jumping from skyscraper to skyscraper as he chased after Tatanga, who seemingly was in the center of Mushroom City. Dry Bowser spun off a lamp post, hitting Tatanga directly on, nearly causing the purple alien. Dry Bowser landed on the concrete, standing up as he pointed at Tatanga.
"So, it looks like a pile of bones followed me here!" Tatanga exclaimed, looking down at Dry Bowser and laughing. "I hope you got some tricks up your boney head, because I'm going to give you one beating you won't soon forget! Fwa ha ha ha ha ha!"
Dry Bowser smirked as he folded his arms. "Oh, this should be good. I would love to see you try."
Tatanga snapped his fingers as he jumped off his personal carrier, pulling out a revolver and shooting Dry Bowser several times. Dry Bowser chuckled as he zapped bluish electricity at Tatanga, frying him and the revolver.
"You seem to not have been paying attention in biology class. Bullets can't hurt skeletons." Dry Bowser remarked as he fired several balls of electricity at Tatanga.
Tatanga screamed, trying to dodge the electrical balls as he made a dash towards the west, heading to the beach. Dry Bowser rolled his eyes as he gave chase, following the cowering Tatanga.
Humph. I'm Dry Bowser. Don't forget it.
Tatanga proved himself to not be a challenge.
He used bullets on me, isn't he smart enough
To realize that skeletons don't get damaged from bullets?
He's heading for the beach. Shouldn't be too much of a problem.