The Sunshine Airport was brimming with activity as races were finishing up, with Iggy Koopa grumbling as he was in twelfth place yet again.
"Argh! Why do I suck at this game!?" Iggy angrily bellowed as he slammed his regular standard kart, shaking his head as he kept on ranting, his voice sounding like Gilbert Gottfried. "I'm just doing what Bowser Jr. instructed me to do, yet I'm still doing bad!"
As Iggy approached the finish line, he slid over a yellow banana peel, spinning around and crashing into a nearby set of wooden creates, groaning in pain as the crates landed on top of him.
Dry Bowser and Toadette sipped strawberry milkshakes as they watched Iggy being buried, the two looking at each other.
"That crazy Iggy, he just doesn't know how to adjust to Mario Kart, does he?" Dry Bowser stated as he rolled his eyes.
Toadette burped loudly as she nodded her head in agreement. "Yeah. That boy ain't right, I tell ya what."
"UWAH! I HATE MARIO KART!" Iggy exclaimed as he began punching the crates in a fit of rage, only to stop and scream in pain as he gained splinters from the punching.
Going through the Kalimari Desert was proving to be taxing enough, but a group of generic enemies racing around in pipe framed karts spotted a plane that was heading for a certain tropical themed terminal.
"We gotta catch that plane," Said a red shelled Koopa.
A green hooded Shy Guy tilted his head. "But how are we gonna follow it?"
Eventually they managed to fire ropes at the plane, gliding in their karts as they made their way to the Sunshine Airport in style.
Sunshine Airport was nice to be around with unless it was windy; especially if it happened to be a gassy gust of wind: of which was caused by Toadette farting.
"Why is it that this girl is always gassy?" A Goomba flight attendant complained while shaking his head.
"Because I tend to be very stinky." Toadette said with a smile while fanning her rancid flatulence. "You'll just have to deal with it!"