Dry Bowser was looking through the newspaper as he spotted a blurb written by Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus, rolling his eyes.

"What did that moron write this time?" Dry Bowser questioned as he took a glance at it. "Let's see... 'Yep, I love surprising you kids with sudden revivals of ancient stuff that you'd think I would never touch. Hey, I gotta make them less like unneeded one shots somehow.' Pathetic."

Later on after throwing away the newspaper, Dry Bowser watched Yoshi tossing his white Wii out into the garbage disposal behind the mansion, with the skeletal reptile shaking his head as he had his skeletal arms folded.

"So, how was the Wii?" Dry Bowser asked, curious as to why Yoshi would throw out a home console.

Yoshi glared at Dry Bowser as he scoffed. "Terrible." He mumbled.

Dry Bowser rolled his tiny, orange eyes. "I thought you liked it."

Yoshi sighed as he shrugged, closing his eyes. "Well, it kept haunting me." His eyes then popped as he turned to Dry Bowser, pointing at him as his jaw dropped. "Wait a minute, how the heck are you here if this is suppose to be 2007?"

Dry Bowser then held a copy of the original NSMB on the DS, with Yoshi screaming as he ran around in circles, tripping on a random Wii disc and landing on his back, getting knocked out cold. Dry Bowser rolled his eyes as Toadette, Silver The Hedgehog, and Petey Piranha walked up to the unconscious green dinosaur.

"I guess he really couldn't handle the complications of time and space." Silver commented as he rubbed his chin.

Toadette wrapped her arms around the back of her pink mushroom cap. "I'm honestly shocked that he would be willing to shove a system out into the garbage as if it were a used napkin." She peeped.

Petey mumbled in agreement as the four guys continued looking down at the fainted Yoshi, with a few vultures starting to circle around him.

Now It's Really The End... Or Is It...? ...Again...?