Flandre Scarlet was farting fire while she was waiting for the gassy golfer girl to catch up, stretching her arms for she yawned. "Gee how long are you gonna take to catch up?"
"Hey I'm just a normal girl compared to you okay?" Plum snapped upon feeling her stomach grumble with her butt rumbling that in turn caused her to bend over and explode an array of flatulence that was building up within her. "I can't exactly be able to hold all this stinky gas of mine back!"
Flandre smirked and lifted up her skirt to allow her loud fiery farts to fly right out of her. "Well you could be faster about it-"
Scarlet was hit in the face by a golf club that Plum chucked at her for she was too busy being down on the grass trying to keep her body from cramping due to holding in way too much methane for 1 girl to handle.