Waluigi looked at his bunch of stale tacos as he sighed, being at the Casino Park for a change of pace as he sighed, placing his hands on his face. Dry Bowser and Petey Piranha were working on fixing up a couple of the formerly neon lit signs lighting up the casino theme park, turning to the depressed lanky tall elf man.
"What's wrong with you now, Dick Dastardly?" Dry Bowser asked skeptically as he placed his bony hands on his skeletal hips.
Waluigi sighed as he adjusted his purple cap, moping. "Why do I exist? I'm just a copy of a copy who only exists to fill up the roster for a bunch of dumb multiplayer games."
"...Is that what Robbie Rotten is concerned about?" Petey Piranha spoke up as he shook his bulbous head, munching on a couple of broken light bulbs as he then moved his leaves around. "Dan Backslide, we're all a bunch of pixels. You shouldn't be worried about being used as extra space."
"What do you mean by this?" Waluigi asked as he looked up, quickly grabbing one of the stale tacos and eating it up to help fill his nearly empty body, which was almost as empty as his soul was at the moment.
"What he means, Snidley Whiplash, is that we might seem to be used as 'filler slots', but the truth is, there is no such thing as a 'filler character'. It's all in your head." Dry Bowser pointed out as he brushed back his red hair. "I mean, people compare me to my idiot fleshy relative all the time, but do you see me care? No. Because deep down, we're all the same."
"Uh huh. We're just a bunch of bacteria all glued up together to form one cohesive form of life, Professor Hunkle!" Petey stated as he was doing various poses while explaining his plight, causing Dry Bowser and Waluigi to stare at him oddly. "...or in this case, pixels."
"Well how am I suppose to gauge my existence, with just running this stupid taco stand?" Waluigi bemoaned as he held a stale taco as he looked at it closely. "...I guess it's my lot in life. After all, tacos don't get respect. Just like me."
"Oh just cheer up, Dr. Doofenshmirtz. You'll get your time to shine." Dry Bowser stated as he patted Waluigi on the head as a way to make the wicked hybrid child of an elf and human feel better, which didn't do much as it caused Waluigi to feel embarrassed since several of the toursits all noticed and laughed at this.
"I guess Mr. Burns is gonna feel burned after this," Petey finished up, with him and Dry Bowser going back to fixing up the neon lights as Waluigi buried his head in his lanky arms, feeling that he has had enough humiliation.
Waluigi watched as the wind blew heavily in Seaside Hill, causing the palm trees to be tilting towards the land as opposed to the sea. Waluigi watched as his taco stand could barely stand still, the tacos being blown away by the forceful gusts as a storm was incoming.
"Well, on the plus side, now I can have fresh tacos piled up," Waluigi commented as he folded his arms, shaking his head. "But why bother when there's not a single person brave enough to tolerate this wind?"
Toadette popped up from the bushes, dashing towards Waluigi as she hung onto the cart, trying to stand on the ground as much as possible. "Hey Wally, can I eat alongside you?" She asked as she closed her eyes. "I don't want the wind to be blowing me away!"
Waluigi chuckled as he rubbed his right hand on his chin, watching Toadette beginning to munch on some of his more stale tacos. "Sure. At least this powerful wind doesn't come out of Daisy. Wah ha ha..."