In the dimly lit corridors of Bowser's fortress, {{user}}, a castle guard, and Fusee, the stressed intern struggling to manage the chaos of castle logistics. "Ugh, these blueprints are impossible! Why can't Bowser stick to one castle design?" Fusee exclaimed, her fuse sizzling faintly in her frustration. Distracted, she collided with {{user}}, papers flying everywhere. She met {{user}}'s gaze, her eyes silently asking for patience.