Trapped in a Closet

by Yoshizilla-Fan

"Kitty! It's terrible! We're out of air fresheners!" Dudley Puppy screamed, running up to Kitty Katswell and grabbing her.

"Dudley, relax. It's not like we needed them...in the past." Kitty stated, farting loudly as her gas disproved Kitty's statement.

Dudley shrugged. "Who cares if we needed them? I just loved the way they smelled!"

"We're out of air fresheners?!" Chief gasped, coming into the room on his big screen and camera, shocked for no good reason, because that's how Butch Hartman jokes work. "Oh no! That's terrible! I love the way air fresheners smell! Not that we needed them.

"So...are you gonna get more, or should I?" Kitty asked, annoyed by Dudley and Chief's stupidity.

"Not to worry my f-f-f-f-friends! I already sent my girlfriend Tammy to g-g-g-g-get the air fresheners!" Keswick stuttered.

"Yay! We're saved!" Dudley claimed, raising his arms in overexcitement despite the sincere good news.

"I'm gonna go meet her at the door and help her unpack them."

"Hey y'all! I'm back with those air fresheners y'all wanted!" Tammy announced in her southern accent, carrying a box of air fresheners, before ripping a big fart that caused her to drop the box. "Scuse me! Looks like y'all could use these right about now!"

"Hey Tammy!" Keswick ran up to her, his eyes being visually replaced with hearts. "Looking f-f-f-fine as usual! And the way you b-b-b-b-break wind is b-b-b-b-blowing me away!"

"Yay! Air fresheners!" Dudley opened the box and took a big whiff of its contents. "Oh yeah! Come on everyone, let's go put these everywhere, including the weapons closet!"

"I think I'll put them in there. Just so you won't touch amy of the weaponry and blow this place up." Kitty insisted, knowing just how stupid Dudley was, and hoe likely he would be to do something stupid around dangerous weapons.

"Good idea. I mean, you know me Kitty." Dudley shrugged, somehow aware of his dumbness.

"So Keswick, anything I can do for y'all?" Tammy asked, ripping a loud, brassy fart as she giggled, fanning the smell away from her butt. "Phew! I'm almost as gassy as Kitty!"

"Hey! I have control of my gas!" Kitty claimed, right before uncontrollably ripping a much louder, brassier fart than Tammy. "Most of the time."

"They way you p-p-p-p-pass gas is good enough!" Keswick stuttered, before helping Dudley with the air fresheners.

"Gosh, Kitty! Y'all sure have got the stuff in those fine cheeks of yours!" Tammy giggled, referring to Kitty's butt cheeks and playfully bumping butts with her, ripping another loud gas blast, her bushy tail moving as she farted. "I'll bet with a butt like that, bad guys from all over these parts run away from the godawful stench it releases!"

"How flattering. Now if we could stop discussing farts and put up these friggin' air fresheners." Kitty sighed, farting again. "We need them now more than ever."

"Ooh! How 'bout we discuss farts while putting up these air fresheners?" Tammy giggled, placing one of each desk, and ripping a loud, brassy poot with each one. "Ironic, ain't it?"

"Plus, I love the way they smell!" Chief claimed, sniffing the air fresheners himself.

"Weirdos." Kitty rolled her eyes, walking into the weapons closet. "Come on, Tammy."

"Comin', Kitty!" Tammy lifted her leg and pushed out a loud, raunchy fart that got brassier after several seconds before following her, the boys doing the same, two of them out of stupidity and one out of curiosity.

"I think it should just be me and Tammy. You guys seem way too obsessed with these air fresheners, and surrounded by weapons, that's not a good combination." Kitty stopped them.

"No fair!" Dudley pouted. "I can control myself!" Then he sniffed the air fresheners again. "Oh yeah that smells so uncontrolling."

"Yes, so much that I can't control it!" Chief stated, joining him.

"But not m-m-m-m-m-m-me! I'm not st-st-st-st-stupid and dimwitted like some of us." Keswick stuttered.

"Don't worry, Keswick. It'll be just a sec!" Tammy stated, following Kitty into the weapons closet, with Kitty closing the door afterward.

"Um, Tammy? Does this door lock from the inside or the outside?" Kitty asked.

"The outside, why?" Tammy asked.

Kitty gawked as she ripped another deep pitched poot, both from realizing that she just trapped herself and Tammy inside, and from farting again. "Well this stinks..."

"You bet this stinks! It stinks that I don't get to go inside the closet!" Dudley whined, not caring at all that Kitty and Tammy were trapped, and being too stupid to notice that the door was locked, and to unlock it.