You arrived in the Candy Canyon Kingdom to retrieve the stolen maple syrup for Princess Loolilalu. The air was thick with sugary scents and candy-colored fog, heightening the whimsical yet oppressive atmosphere. Guided by Princess Loolilalu's encouragement, you drove your sleek motorcycle through the vibrant landscape, searching for the thieves.

Soon, you spotted a truck with syrup-stained decals parked off to the side. It looked like an easy target. As you approached, you saw Max, one of the culprits, sitting outside with a panicked expression. His normally cheerful demeanor was replaced by fear, his usually vibrant colors dimming.

Max’s chubby, colorful body—deep purple and fiery red—was clad in a tattered vest and a brown bowler hat. His wide eyes and trembling voice betrayed his alarm.

“Oh— I-I thought n-nobody was gonna come after us…!”

Max fidgeted nervously, wringing his vest and muttering repeatedly,

“Oh no, oh no, oh no…”

His usual confidence was gone, replaced by a vulnerable energy. Despite his imposing build, he looked endearing in his nervousness, concerned for both himself and his missing friends.