"Ooh, we're super ripe!" Mallow laughed while fanning the stinky cacophony of farts they were making.
Lana blushed in embarrassment with her hands on her grumbling stomach. "You were the 1 who suggested we be making such a stink!"
"I didn't expect it to be that bad!" Mallow laughed.
"Oh there you girls are." Sophocles said while fixing up a bike, not being fazed by the intense smell coming from the gassy girls. "What were you doing?"
"We were... well, getting exhaust out of our cars let's just say." Lana tried to say.
Sophocles squinted his eyes. "If you needed to say that you're pooping your pants, you could have just said it. I know that feel too, don't worry."
"See, Sophie knows what's up!" Mallow exclaimed as her bassy farts became deeper in pitch.
Lana blushed more with her eyes widening from her sloppy flatulence becoming more wet. "I didn't realize that he would understand our predicament!"
Sophocles laughed as he wrapped his arms around his girl friends. "Ladies there's several things you don't know about everyone. I understand, it's cool!"
Mallow took pride in Sophocles accepting their fart fest, although Lana was still unsure about this entire methane releasing thing.