Dry Bowser finished fixing up his white colored Offroader vehicle inside an empty blue barn, after having collided into some cows. He sat in the seat as he started up the engine, sighing as he closed his eyes, shaking his head. "Damn those clueless farm mammals. They made this vehicle even more of a chore."
Petey Piranha dropped by from the sky, stretching his big leafy hands as he turned to Dry Bowser. "Hey DeeBee, what's up?" He muttered in gibberish, which Dry Bowser was able to understand.
Dry Bowser turned to Petey, patting his Offroader. "Well, after my little accident with the resident cows, I'm about to go back onto the race course." He then gave Petey a suspicious look. "What are you doing here, anyway?"
Petey laughed as he clapped his leafy hands together. "Oh, I'm just enjoying the sights, flying about." He nodded his head. "Just thought I drop by and say hi." And with that, Petey zipped right back into the clear blue sky, taking flight as he spread his giant leafy hands.
Dry Bowser shook his head while muttering as he started up his Offroader again, hoping it would work this time.