Yoshizilla: Ladies and Gentlemen, I know that this will be pain-stakingly short, but I proudly present a chapter...a short chapter...about Master Hand.
Master Hand sighed. He looked out the window of his office high atop the Yoshi Kart McDonald's Hotel, and sighed. "Man...so many racecourses to choose...so much time..."
He glanced to see Taj and Crazy Hand both sleeping on the couch.
Master Hand continued murmuring to himself. "I need to teach Taj how to be a good announcer like me...and even though Crazy hand is indeed a racer, I'm starting to think that he rather be an announcer..."
"More racers...more action-packed races...zzzzzz..." Crazy Hand muttered quietly in his sleep, "...Zzzzzzz...a horrible fate will soon dawn upon us..."
Master Hand yawned. He spotted an empty space on the green couch, and hovered over there. Covering himself with a blue blanket, he instantly went to sleep.
"Tomorrow, the racers have better not lose their enthusiasm to race," Master Hand muttered to himself quietly in his thoughts, "Tomorrow's race will be just important as ever. After all, anything can happen..."