Waluigi had his taco cart with him as he was dressed up like a magician, with Dry Bowser being an archer, Toadette being a treasurer in her treasure tracker outfit, and Petey Piranha being a healer. The group was making their way through the deserted Witchyworld as they came across the huge blue and white tent that held Mr. Patch, with a prop of his head being attached to the top of the tent.

"So what's the goal of this again?" Waluigi grumbled as he was tying to make some new tacos.

"We gotta go and get Mr. Patch's treasure!" Toadette exclaimed as she twirled around, letting out a raunchy fart as she giggled while winking.

"So long as I can be able to get his patches... we should be fine." Dry Bowser stated as he was checking the arrows he had carrying on his spiky charcoal shell.

Petey mumbled as he munched on Waluigi's tacos, who berated him as the group entered the tent, with Mr. Patch the inflatable green patched up dinosaur inflating himself to a giant size as he coughed beach balls at them, the group being forced to separate.

"You're gonna have to do more than that!" Mr. Patch exclaimed as he began to slowly move around, stomping on Waluigi as he laughed.

"Hold on, how can we be sure that we're going to strike him?" Waluigi pointed out as he was sitting at a table with the others, playing a Dungeons and Dragons type game in Fred Flintstone's rocky home in Bedrock at night.

"Well he inflated himself, right? I'm sure you can be able to get him." Fred pointed out as he had the rule book with him.

"I can use my archery to get him, but how are the others going to cover me?" Dry Bowser said as he was polishing some of his bones.

"I can fly up and use myself as a distraction!" Toadette exclaimed as she was bouncing in her rock formed chair.

Petey mumbled in response as he grabbed the tacos that Waluigi made, with the group continuing their game as they weren't doing so hot against Mr. Patch, with the real life version of him floating over Bedrock at this very moment.

"Come on, just give me some of your tacos!" Dawn complained as she leaned on the counter, her stomach grumbling as she was quite hungry.

"Not until you give me money." Waluigi responded as he folded his lanky arms together.

"What is with you and being so stingy?" Dawn complained as she glared at the tall lanky man, being in the gusty Route 210 just north of Sinnoh's Solaceon Town, clenching her hands as she was not in the mood to argue.

"I deal with a lot of flatulent girls like you, so unless you have cash, get out of here," Waluigi responded nastily as he was making a new batch of tacos, taking one taco and munching on it.

Dawn wouldn't let this go, as she turned around and let out several raunchy farts that smelled so bad, it knocked Waluigi out cold. Dawn smirked as she fanned the air, snatching the finished tacos that Waluigi was making as she grabbed them and whistled, farting all the while as she walked passed Arceus, who was relaxing in the tall grass by the cafe.

"You're really gonna steal them off of him?" Arceus commented as he was a bit surprised by Dawn's preposition.

Dawn thought for a moment as she felt her skirt being lifted by an enormous foghorn like fart, nodding her head as she took a taco and ate it up in one gulp. "I've dealt with assholes like him before. He won't notice." She then left Arceus as she made her way towards the foggy part of the route.

Waluigi groaned as he got up, adjusting his purple cap as he turned around, gawking in disbelief as he turned to Arceus, pointing at the empty space where his tacos used to be. "HEY! Where did my tacos go?"

"...I don't know, I'm just a God." Arceus responded as the Pokemon deity chuckled and headed towards the eastern direction into the rainy area, with Waluigi fuming with rage as he swore to get revenge on Dawn and her gassy coordinated ass.