"I can't believe it took a year for us to get dragged into this." Waluigi complained with him and his alternate future counterpart being in 2024 and everything being red due to there being fire spreading everywhere. "Why the hell did you have to make this specific instead of letting it be timeless like it used to be?"

"Because you're needed damn it!" The AU future Waluigi snapped to his present counterpart upon pulling out a taco out of thin air. "We need you to sell your tacos again on a relatively consistent basis or else everything falls apart!"

"What if I want to move on, huh?" Waluigi complained, folding his lanky arms together and squinting his eyes. "I was enjoying the retirement I was granted from this story not being updated."

"Well that's too bad because it's Waluigi Time and with everything getting so bad we need someone twisted into a technical good thing like you back!" AF Waluigi snapped upon pulling out a smartphone and showing the various things that have occurred. "Ignoring the fact that a leap year is infamously an election year, look at all that happened when you took your break!"

"...eh." Waluigi said with a casual shrug. "A bunch of mediocre artists who aren't all that popular end up being forced to move on due to them not being all that. What about it?"

"...you seriously are too self centered." The AUF Waluigi complained upon slapping his forehead and sighing with him proceeding to slap his main counterpart across the face. "You're going to have to learn to help others beyond selling tacos or you're not going to get anywhere!"

"That isn't making the case anymore appealing for me."

"Oh for the... fine, just follow me!"

Waluigi begrudgingly went along with his alternate universe future self since he figured it couldn't get any worse than this.

Back in the 2023 year that both versions of Waluigi left 1 of his variants was keeping the Seaside Hill taco stand in check while he noticed a certain tooting treasure tracker making his way towards it, with the lanky purple man pulling out his tennis racket since he was wearing of the brigade craptain braptain appearing here.

"Wah! What do you want?" Waluigi snapped to the flatulent fungi explorer.

"That isn't a way to greet an archivist like me!" Boasted the 1 and only Captain Toad farting his theme while he fanned his reeking air due to feeling his stomach growl. "Anyway I'm hungry! I just want to have your tacos if it isn't a problem!"