Yoshi yawned as he opened his eyes, glancing around to see that he and the other racers were in a jungle. "Huh? this seems strange... I get this weird sense of nostalgia... and I don't know why..." Yoshi stated as he turned to Dr. Hoshi.
"Because this fanfic is ten years old, mah boi," Dr. Hoshi remarked as he noticed sauropods all looking at them. "And judging how this place is, we're in the Sauropod Forest... which is actually the Forest of Illusion from Super Mario World."
"Wait, did we just go back in time or something?" Toadette asked as she placed her right hand on her face.
"It's the author using the nostalgia card yet again," Dry Bowser pointed out as he tried to dodge the various items being chucked at him and the others from the jungle foliage. "Because this story is a decade old.'
"Man, I feel old. And I wasn't even really in this story before hand." Petey Piranha spoke up as he munched on the coconuts that were falling from the tropical palm trees.
"I do get a strange sense of deja vu..." Sonic The Hedgehog pointed out as he rubbed his black nose.
The group of racers went through the Sauropod forest, then went over an enormous wooden bridge leading to the Ankylosaurus Land, then going over another smaller wooden bridge to Yoshi Island, then warped right to the snowcapped Birdo Mountains, then headed right towards the volcanic Lethal Lava Volcano race course, then a warp right to the weird ass Waterwind Valley, then into another warp right to the Deathtrap Stadium, then yet another friggin' goddamn warp to the Rocky Castle Mountain, then warped back to a specific part of the Donut Plains... err, that was the Ankylosaurus Desert, then a trip to the modern esq. Turbo Traffic City, then blasted out of Dinosaur Land and into space, then warped to Seaside Hill, and then finally going through the classic click clock wood, going from the spring to the winter season in the correct order as they ultimately met with retconned alternate selves, the alternate selves wondering what the fuck was going on as the regular current gang made it back to where the next race track would ultimately be... the Yoshi Desert.
"Well... that was a trip, wouldn't you say?" Master Hand asked as he moved his fingertips.
"Yeah, all the awesome stuff we did that the viewers at home will never see..." Silver The Hedgehog added while floating in the air.
"At least we made it short and simple, stupid." Yoshi blurted out as he grabbed the wheel from Dr. Hoshi. "And hopefully the author won't cut us off like he did before because of-"