Gardevoir was enjoying her picnic with Gallade, who brought a basket full of Poffins as Gardevoir munched on a pink puffin, enjoying the sweet taste.
"It sure is a lovely day, isn't it, Gal?" Gardevoir mentioned as she licked her lips in satisfaction.
"Sure is." Gallade replied. "Are you enjoying those Poffins I got you?"
Gardevoir burped loudly. "Yup! They are so yummy!" Gardevoir picked up a red poffin.
Gallade gawked a bit. "Wait, Gar! Don't eat that one!" Gallade tried to stop her.
Gardevoir ate the red poffin, her stomach grumbling as she swallowed it. "Gosh! That one sure was spicy!" she exclaimed as she fanned her tongue while rubbing her growling stomach. "And I don't think my stomach is agreeing with it..."
Gallade sighed. "Doesn't it occur to you that spicy food makes you gassy?"
Gardevoir grabbed her dress as she farted loudly, her gas puffing up her dress. "Goodness! I gotta watch what I eat!" Gardevoir stood up lifting her leg as a deeper poot escaped her, lifting her dress and revealing her butt cheeks, which vibrated from the gas.
Gallade stood up. "But you won't. Because like many other girls, you're doomed to be eternally gassy."
Gardevoir frowned as her butt continued erupting from her bad gas. "I'm so sorry, Gal. It's not my fault I have flatulence issues." The force of her next brassy fart caused her to fall forwards, her butt sticking out of her dress, continually releasing a frenzy of flatulence.
"Just to easy on the Poffins, will you?" Gallade suggested with reproof.