Hilda watched the plane come onto the field of the somehow always rainy Mistralton City, with her farting being slightly covered up by the sounds of the plane engine for she was quick to emerge out of the grass and head into the city, spotting a fellow gassy Pokegirl in Skyla emerging from the plane.
"Phew; I thought I was gonna gas myself out in the cockpit!" Skyla laughed upon fanning the air of her reeking methane, only to spot Hilda dashing towards her. "Oh hello! I take it you got attracted by my flying fart fumes-"
"Yes I quite was; would you want to have a battle?" Hilda suggested while tugging up her rancid shorts that were getting a brown stain on the back from her constant ass ripping toots.
Skyla blinked in surprise for she took a step back. "Whoa; are you referring to using our Pokemon like tradition or just using our own hinds-"
"What do you think?" Hilda scoffed with a smirk for her flatulence was starting to become sloppy after the bassy brap bombardment earlier on.