Nicole returned home, a dour look on her face as she slammed the door and marched upstairs while clenching her fists, stopping when she noticed Gumball and Darwin.
"Mom, where have you been?" Gumball asked.
Darwin nodded in agreement. "Yeah. I've been hoping that you could be around me so you could-"
Gumball slapped Darwin across the face. "Darwin! Not now!" he exclaimed.
Nicole sighed as she rolled her eyes. "Boys, I just got back from the company that made those tablets I took, and it turns out that Uncle Antiflatulent isn't Father Flatulent's brother."
"I knew it!" Darwin idiotically claimed, raising his right finger. "Wait, what does that mean?"
Nicole slapped her forehead. "It means that the tablets are fake, defective, and they just block your colon."
Gumball rubbed his head in confusion. "So...?"
"TRY TO UNDERSTAND THIS!" Nicole suddenly yelled, being her highly stressed self. "It means I'm stuck breaking wind for the remainder of this fanfic." Nicole bluntly stated, farting loudly again, her tail and skirt being blown up as she sighed of exhaustion, dragging herself to bed as she pooted with each step.
"Yay!" Darwin claimed, smiling like a doofus, before turning to Gumball and Anais, who glared at him in annoyance. "I mean, oh no!" he half-heartedly claimed.
"Oh zip it, you pervy walking goldfish!" Anais insulted. "You clearly have a thing for Mom's bad gas. Just like Hilbert with Hilda, Rancis with Vanellope, Buster with Babs, Bugs with Lola! Or is it Daffy..."
"Not to mention that this fanfic seems to have a 'special' audience compared to the rest of the fics. That or it's just really popular..." Gumball pointed out.
"Plus, Uncle Antiflatulent can't be Father Flatulent's brother! They have different last names!" Anais correctly mentioned.
"Yeah that's not important." Gumball bluntly told her. "We'll just have to play along."
"You never learn your lesson, do you?" Anais pointed out to him.
Gumball looked around for a few seconds. "Nope."
Darwin and Anais both sighed in annoyance.
Galleom's Commentary
"Oh gimme a break! The show alone was bad enough, but did the author really have to add fart humor to it? Who wants to read about a stressed out, easily enraged mother with bad gas? That only adds to her stress! And the part where Nicole used her farti to get back at Miss Simian only adds to the amount of fart torture there is! Just inconceivable!"