"Have any of you guys seen Dale? He's been gone for more than 10 minutes!" Chip stated, the Rescue Rangers being back at the Ranger Treehouse as Dale was nowhere to be seen.
"Not sure. Why don'tcha go 'round the back and check?" Monty suggested as Zipper shrugged.
"Good idea, Monterey!" Chip raised his finger in agreement as he showed himself to the back room.
"You don't think Dale is off doing something stupid again, do you?" Gadget asked, wondering about Dale's whereabouts.
"Knowing him, I'd say so. But what's the worst he could be doing right now?" Monty shrugged.
Chip walked to the back, spotting Dale watching reruns of Gadget farting in her coveralls, laughing as he watched the back of Gadget's coveralls puff up, her butt appearing bigger and more sexy in them as Dale's laugh was fast paced and sounding like that of a chipmunk.
"Dale! What the hell are you watching?" Chip remarked, knocking him on the head.
"Oh hey Chip! Wonderful wind we're having!" Dale stated.
"This is no time for fart jokes! Are you actually taking a liking to Gadget's loud, gross farting?" Chip glared at him.
"No, I just find her farting to be very funny! There's a difference there." Dale mentioned.
Chip rolled his eyes. "Oh sure. Perhaps it was funny at first, but now it just stinks!"
The whole treehouse started shaking all of a sudden, a series of loud, deep pitched farts being heard.
"Oh boy! Now I get to enjoy the real thing!" Dale claimed in abrupt excitement as he stormed out of the room, with Chip storming after him.
"Golly! I just don't get how I can have so much bad smelling air within my tiny bowels!" Gadget gasped as she pointed her butt out the window, her butt farting a frenzy unlike any other.
"Geez! Arn't we ever going to go out and do some actual rescuing? Even with Gadget's huge butt bombs?" Chip asked.
"Perhaps, mate. All in due time." Monty stated.
"How much gas do you got inside of you, Gadget?" Dale asked.
"It's hard to say, but with this author, I would say I'll be letting out a Hindenburg's worth of gas!" Gadget stated as he farted again, her tail moving as her farts got bigger and bigger. "Golly! I never thought I could be this gassy!"
"Don't you guys think we should help her with her gas problem?" Chip suggested. "Sure she's the brains of our group, but it's about time we did some thinking, right?"
"Absolutely, mate!" Monty agreed as Zipper nodded his head.
"It's ok, guys. I've been working on something that should help." Gadget walked into her lab, letting out loud farts every few seconds, coming out with a plastic tube that was connected to her butt. "Hopefully this should stop my bad gas from stinking up the place and being loud."
Gadget farted again, her gas going through the tube and out the other end, which was somewhere outside as Gadget's farts erupted from the other end of the tube, making deep pitched tuba noises as the smell caused several wild bugs and critters to pass out from the awful smell.
"I suppose that does help." Chip stated.
"That's our Gadget." Monty claimed, giving a thumbs up as Zipper did the same.
"Good thinking, Gadget! Your big brain is nothing like your big farts!" Dale stated.
"This should prove useful until I can find a way to stop farting." Gadget stated, ripping several more farts into the tube. "Whenever that may be. It could take until the end of this fanfic for all I know."