Heather had a problem

A very gassy one at that.

Whenever she was in the room with everyone, she had to hold back her farts.

There were certain subtances that she had to avoid altogether such as yak milk or cheese. These made her bloated straight away and she had to squeeze her butt cheeks to not relieve herself on the spot. Not to mention, hold back sneezes. She had accidentally sharted once because of it. Luckily at the time she wasn't in the company of anyone.

For a long while Heather did not understand why she felt so especially gassy compared to the rest of the gang. Even someone as gross as Snotlout and her oversized boyfriend Fishlegs, bless him, didn't fart as often. So why her?

During a dinner with the riders she finally got the answer to that.

Farting was natural, but what wasn't natural was constantly wearing a tight belt around her midwaist. It compressed her abdomen and increased the production of metan gas in her bowels, creating pressure and a burning sensation. She felt like she was going to explode and it wasn't going to be very pretty.

So how did she find out? Well, Hiccup Haddock let out a loud uncharacteristic burp, reminding her that he is just as gross as all the other guys.

"Who knew that fishbone had it in him? Thank thor it did not come out from the other end," Ruffnut decided to comment to draw attention to incident.

Snotlout let out a loud snort. "He did fart! You just don't hear it!"

"Hiccup farts all the time," Tuffnut chimed from beside Heather with a grin. "I can even smell it from here."

Heather held her breathe and felt her face redden. Tuffnut could smell her farts.

Hiccup watched her carefully and then shrugged. "It's not a big deal," he said.

"Tell that to my nose," Snotlout made a face. "Take off that ugly armor during dinner, you are killing us Hiccup!"

"Fine, fine," Hiccup muttered, looking too beamused for his own good. Why was he smiling?

"So who is up for a farting contest?" Ruffnut suggested as if it was a very common thing to do.

"Sure, lets do it!" Astrid agreed and turned to Heather with an encouraging smile. "You wanna join in?"

Heather gaped at her friends. "I did not fart!" she blurted out

The force of her words then caused her to let out a loud, wet fart just as Belch released a spark behind her.

"Holy shit!" Tuffnut exclaimed.

Based on a true story! It happened to me after I made new friends. I turned into a tomato.

The myth that girls don't fart is so, so stupid. There is no way a girl can wear what Heather is wearing 24/7 and not feel bloated. The belt around her waist looks so painful, her periods are probably the worst. Just thinking about her cramps is making me wince.

My next story will be a "period story" about Ruffnut, Heather and Astrid dealing with menstruation.