Throne Room Trouble

It was a fine morning in the Mushroom Kingdom. Peach and Daisy had decided to have a little girls’ night the night before, and they now found themselves getting ready for the day. Peach had just finished getting dressed, but Daisy was taking her sweet time doing the same. This already ticked off the pink princess, as they were supposed to be preparing for a meeting with several townsfolk.

Eventually, after some pushing,

They
wouldn't stop. No matter how hard he fought back, how strongly he
tried to interrogate them, they'd just keep going. A bitter irony was
afoot: Mario, the hero of the mushroom kingdom, was being carried off
by hundreds of shy guys. He couldn't depict why.
They
brought him to their world. It had been many years since he had had
adventures in this place. The shy guys departed and left him alone in
the calm, grassy field. A Birdo was walking towards him. He shrugged:
just another Birdo, only To

Yoshi was tired, so he lay down in his nest for some well-deserved rest.

His cozy little shelter was a sufficient distance from the hustle and bustle of the castle. Close enough that he could be reached if needed, but far enough that interruptions of his business were infrequent. He liked it that way- it seemed like every other day Mario, Peach, or someone else needed his help saving the kingdom through adventuring, baby-delivery, baseball, dance parties or inexplicable mini-games. It wasn't