Hilda was at the top of the Celestial Tower, seeing all of Unova from it since she was looking towards the southern direction. Her Liepard was snoozing near the bell, with no one else present.
"This is good... now I can finally be left alone and rest." Hilda spoke to herself for suddenly she felt both her rear and stomach rumble, placing her right hand on it. "Oh please don't tell me..."
A couple of Likwick appeared out of nowhere, approaching the farty Hilda who proceeded to toot loudly, her gas lighting up the purple flames on their head as they screamed. Hilda gasped when she turned around, letting out another deep pitched poot in fright as she nearly fell off the tower, waking her Liepard up, who then proceeded to attack the four Likwick, making them vanish.
"Phew. Thank you, Liepard." Hilda thanked because she placed her left hand on her chest, managing to regain balance since she shook her head in gratitude.
She felt a breeze from the eastern direction, holding onto her cap so that it wouldn't get blown away. An Elgyem suddenly appeared, attempting to attack Hilda from behind as Hilda farted directly in its face unintentionally, causing the psychic type Pokemon to go blind as it fell on the ground, with Hilda's Liepard attacking it. Hilda simply shook her head in disbelief at the events occurring, trying not to fall off the tower or lose her cap, while trying to hold in her farts, obviously failing as her jean shorts kept puffing up, with her Liepard gaining a lot of experience. Granted that wasn't the only version of the flatulent Pokemon Trainer Hilda for an alternate universe version of her found herself in the westernmost area of the Unova region letting loose toots like no one else's business.
"Phew; I can't believe I stuffed myself so much with that delicious bakery food!" Hilda giggled while fanning her stinky fumes that puffed up her smelly jean shorts that were starting to get more pungent in how rotten the scent was by virtue of the sweets exiting out of her in a way that wasn't sweet in the slightest. "I better watch it or I'll poop my pants!"
"Pretty sure you already did that." A Backpacker girl commented upon pinching her nose since she could sense the eggy scent emitting from the gassy Pokegirl.
"I wouldn't know since my farts can go quite the lengths to turn into sharts." Hilda admitted upon wrapping her arm around the Backpacker while lifting her leg to let out methane of the sloppy variety. "How about you get a proper feel for them?"
"I rather not." Backpacker responded upon struggling to get out of the reach. "Personally I rather hang out in the garbage dump than with you-"
"Oh why thank you!" Hilda giggled upon being complimented for she rewarded the Backpacker by sitting on her face and continuing her endless flatulence loop, eventually pooping her shorts as she joked about earlier.