Waluigi sighed as he slowly munched on a fish flavored taco he made, his right hand on his face as he held his half eaten taco with his left hand, looking out to the salty seawater surrounding Seaside Hill. "Wah... you know what, I hate to admit it, but I miss that gassy airhead Daisy. She knows how to take a bland, boring day and turn it upside down."
"What about me?" Toadette asked cutely as she held her hands together behind her back, swaying from side to side. "You know that I'm always here for you!"
Waluigi casted a quick glance at Toadette as he rolled his eyes. "You don't do anything different to make me appreciate you, kid."
Toadette gasped as she placed her hands over her mouth. "You didn't just mean...!"
"I did. I hope for your sake that the author takes notice and gives you something to stand out," Waluigi commented as he finished his fish taco, picking up another one as he faced Toadette. "Aside from being obnoxiously cute, that is."
Toadette frowned as she left, reevaluating her entire life as Waluigi watched the ocean waves splash onto the sandy shore.
Meanwhile, Daisy was riding with Dry Bowser, the two partaking in a double dash race around the beach at Seaside Hill's Lost Palace racecourse with various SEGA characters as Daisy used her flatulence to speed up in the back while Dry Bowser did the steering.
"You think Wally would miss me?" Daisy asked as she leaned over Dry Bowser.
"You know how moody he gets, so probably." Dry Bowser responded as he turned around a bend, with the two then focusing on winning the race.
Waluigi watched as it was snowing constantly at the Sherbet Land, wearing ear muffs as he sneezed from it getting a bit too colder for his taste. It was hard for his tacos to stay hot and fresh as the snow was falling onto them.
"Wah... I wish I had thought to build something over my counter so that this snow couldn't ruin my tacos," Waluigi muttered to himself as he took a bite out of the freezing tacos, sticking his tongue out in disgust. "Who's going to want to eat this mess with all this damn snow on it?"
Suddenly, as if to proof Waluigi's point, Petey Piranha emerged from a fresh pile of snow nearby, bellowing as he pulled out a large load of green dollar bills from his red pouch, dropping in on Waluigi as he began sucking in all the snow covered tacos into his bulbous mouth like a vacuum. Waluigi chuckled as his head popped out of the money pile, no longer concerned with his tacos getting cold from the snowy weather.