Toadette finally finished making her favorite fluffy blueberry pancakes as she sat down by her table, eating her pancakes as she munched down on it with glee. Dry Bowser entered the kitchen, wanting to borrow something from Toadette.

"Hey Dette, do you have some old newspapers?" Dry Bowser asked, standing in the doorway.

Toadette tilted her head to the right as she blinked twice. "Old newspapers? Why would you want those?"

Dry Bowser rubbed the back of his skeletal head with his right skeletal hand. "Hey, I have an eternity to do whatever I want. I like looking at the news of the past."

Toadette shrugged as she gobbled up the entire plate full of pancakes, burping as she shrugged. "Suit yourself. They're in the back."

Dry Bowser nodded his head as he headed towards the back of Toadette's home. "Thanks, mushroom face."