Toadette and Princess Peach Toadstool were on one of the skyscrapers overlooking the Moonview Highway racecourse, looking towards the western direction as Peach was still trying to make Toadette appreciate farting.
"Gosh, Peach, how do you manage to balance your farts so well?" Toadette asked as she held her hands together.
Peach giggled as she patted Toadette on the head with her right hand. "Well, after training myself to be better at farting than that stupid Wii Fit Trainer..." She briefly growled as she shook her head. "...I ended up being in total control of my farts. Watch!" She then leaned forward, glancing at her butt in her regular pink dress as she let out a cute little poot, followed by an abruptly loud one as she giggled. "See?"
Toadette sighed as she shook her head, still not feeling confident. "Oh, I don't know... it sounds tough... that, and I don't know if I can appreciate my bad gas..." She admitted as she closed her eyes.
It was then that Toadette let out a fart louder than Peach's, causing the entire building they were sitting on to collapse. Toadette and Peach popped out of the rubble, the two girls looking at each other as the various people around them screamed in shock.
"You're definitely getting better!" Peach exclaimed as she wrapped her right arm around Toadette. "You just need to feel relaxed, and generally more happy! And then you'll be an excellent farter like me!"
Toadette frowned as she let out another deep pitched toot, with people pointing at the two girls as Peach then farted away in the air, holding Toadette in her arms.