The Whomp King laughed as he looked down at the flattened Toadette, with the two Whimps laughing alongside him. Toadette popped up back to normal, groaning as she shook her head, turning around to see the Whomp King still towering over her.
"What's wrong, squirt? Can't handle the pressure of getting crushed?" The Whomp King teased. "Don't like getting squished, huh?"
Toadette growled as she stood up, waving her hands about. "Why can't you just appreciate that you're commonly used everyday by everyone? Isn't it happier to just appreciate the fact that people actually need to use you?"
"That would be the case, if they didn't blatantly ignore us like we're a speck of dust!" The Whomp King roared with rage as he stomped the ground, preparing to smash Toadette like a pancake again as Toadette dodged out of the way to the right, with the Whimps proceeding to waddle towards her.