"Nghhh… this is SO tight. Didn't that Xylok say he'd have a technology for us so these wouldn't be quite so…" sputtered the female Slitheen, Bloorm.
"Skinny? We're big magnificent beasts, we can't fit in these!" Shouted the male Slitheen, Dax.
They were wearing the skins of Heidi and Jay, respectively, and sounded exactly like them. They looked exactly like them, too, but at a cost…
BfrrrPPTTTttTt RrrPPTPRRRRTAAPPT!
Dax ripped a huge fart. It stunk to high heaven, Heidi wafting her hand over her nose.
"Gods, this slimline suit technology that Xylok mentioned better be good, 'cos this farting malarkey is getting on my nerves already. This suit being so tight is only exacerbating it…" grunted the male Slitheen, farting once more.
PfrrrrAARRPPPTT!
From the end of the supply room came the small Slitheen child and the commander for the pair, Korst. He smirked and sniffed the farts the pair were expulsing.
"I think it's rather human, myself… Foul, but fun. My father found them quite relieving as I'm sure you will, as have I. Frankly, I do hope that technology doesn't negate them entirely… it seems inhuman to never expunge gas." The child spoke aloud, confident. His demeanor had completely changed since he was on the ship; now that he was helping command a mission to avenge his father and destroy Earth, his confidence had skyrocketed, and his ego along with it.
Frrrrbbbrrrtttt…
The Slitheen disguised as Heidi ripped another big fart.
"I just can't help myself… Gosh, it does feel good, you're not wrong… Oooh!" She spoke, playfully.
"Well, if you think that's good, imagine what comes next after we've finished with this stupid planet, eh Bloorm?" scoffed a confident Dax, gently teasing his wife with an elbow.
Korst rolled his eyes. "Can you two… stop, with that? For a minute. This is a serious mission! We must treat it as such. And no, I don't care what that Xylok says, we need to get started right away! Such as… you know… getting me a disguise?"
Both Dax and Bloorm stared softly at the poor Slitheen child. They felt sorry for them, and they didn't mean to get carried away with their farting fun and flights of fancy.
"We're sorry, kiddo. That's next on our bucket list… of humans to kick the bucket, that is!" Spoke Dax, laughing as if he'd told the best joke on the planet. Heidi joined him, with Korst staring at them, completely unimpressed, arms crossed.
FrrrBRRRPTTT!
More bassy farts rippled throughout the factory, echoing across the walls, deep into the night. They still had plenty of time to enjoy it, after all, seeing as their order for new slimline compression collars were weeks away. But even so… everything was coming into place.
The lost boy will be found.