"...Hey May, has it ever hit you how much we've been farting?" Dawn stated to May as both of them were constantly farting while walking down a hallway in an abandoned Pokeball factory somewhere in the northern part of the Sinnoh region.
"Quite a lot, sis!" May exclaimed as she and Dawn were using their deep pitched brassy flatulence to warm themselves up.
"Well, then there's nothing we should worry about." Dawn remarked as her tuba toots became more trombone like.
"Nope, not a thing at all Dawn!" May laughed as she wrapped her arms around the back of her head as she began releasing wet poots.
Both girls took a moment to think, when they farted at the same time, causing the factory to shake a bit. Blinking, May and Dawn laughed it off as they kept on walking and farting, patting each other on the back for their fart.
"Hey, at least nothing's going wrong this time," Rayquaza whispered to Arceus as they were looking down on the two gassy girls from above the ceiling's infrastructure.
"Well, I can't say the same for the Pokeballs." Arceus commented, glancing to his right to see all different sorts of Pokeballs melting from the farts that were stinking up the factory.