Hold In Your Gas, Amy Rose!
By Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus
Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: Yep, it's Amy Rose gassy again... or is she?
It was a pleasant night at the hustling and bustling Casino Park, with Amy Rose burping loudly as she giggled.
"Teehee! That one was pretty louder than usual!" Amy admitted as she slightly blushed, placing her right hand on her stomach. "That buffet definitely was enjoyable!"
Vector The Crocodile watched as Amy skipped along, twirling about as she let out another belch, giggling again as Vector rolled his eyes, shaking his head. The anthropomorphic green crocodile was not amused by the pink humanoid hedgehog's gassy habit.
"Damn it, girl, can't you go an entire day without passing gas!?" Vector shouted as he folded his lanky arms together.
Amy stopped, turning her head around to Vector as she smirked, approaching him as she held her hands together. "Of course I can! It's as easy as math!"
"Really?" Vector commented as he smirked, rubbing his chin with his right hand. "All right, then, answer me this. What's two times seven?"
Amy was about to comment, but frowned as she lowered her right hand. "Um... well..." She scoffed as she shook her head, moving her arms about. "I'll show you, Vex! I can manage to not be gassy for a full twenty four hours!"
After boasting, Amy Rose farted, her eyes widening as her red dress was lifted by her brassy poot. Vector chuckled as he wrapped his right arm around Amy.
"I'm going to look forward to it, Gassy Rosie." Vector stated while chuckling as he nodded his head, eying Amy.
Amy gulped, touching her fingertips together as she knew that the dare she was applied to wouldn't be as easy as she thought.