"So where did you come from? Everyone's gotta come from somewhere!" Sticks the badger asked Dry Bowser as they were going through the jungle foliage of Bygone Island, with the skeletal reptile deciding to follow her as there was nothing to do in the village they left.
"Now that I think about it, I don't remember. It's rather foggy in my mind, to be frank." Dry Bowser responded as he chucked one of his bones at a bunch of crab robots scuttling through the bushes, brushing back his red hair. "All I know is that one day I was just snoozing, and then I popped up here on this island."
"You sure you weren't sent in by the government?" Sticks questioned as she chucked her boomerang to knock out the flying bee like Buzzbomber robots, turning to Dry Bowser as she placed her hands on her hips. "Because they have spies everywhere."
"Somehow I doubt it," Dry Bowser replied as he patted Sticks on the head, with the two leaving the jungle as they were now approaching the canyon, noticing that there were rolling boulders everywhere as the two began to run from the incoming rocks.