1 wouldn't expect the Kid Icarus angel to go with what his goddess had in mind, but he couldn't shy away from his motherly figure getting them new pants to try out. Of course given who he was dealing with this predicament proved to be embarrassing. Of course what would be exclusive to them would quite soon be exposed to various realms that they have yet to cross over!
Pit groaned with every embarrassing fart that blasted right out of his shorts clad angelic body, feeling his angel wings flapping the not so heavenly stink away. "Oh geeze; of course this would happen!"
Palutena simply laughed while having her goddess wings disappear which for a deity like her was very easy to do, an enormous fart lifting up her dress. "Pit you really should be expecting this kinda thing from me."
Pit sighed in disappointment of himself for he knew that this was all too true like the pitted poots that were overdue. "You're right Lady Palutena, after all it was your idea to bring these pair of pants to us."
Palutena patted Kid Icarus on the back in a heart manner like a parent would to their child all while churning another fart. "Yep and now you get to join in on the gassy gala so I'm not the only 1 in this fun farty!"
Pit sniffled up while rubbing his nose, not exactly sure about this pooting predicament for which he found himself in. "But why lady? Is the cooking you make really that potent enough to make you-"
Palutena laughed up a big interruption to go with her nose piercing farts that were so loud they echoed throughout the skies. "Well yes but actually yep! All sorts of stuff! There's a reason I'm called the Gassy Green Goddess!"
Pit knew that this kind of trouble would lead to a mess, with him screaming for he felt his angel wings disappearing by virtue of Palutena using her godly powers on it to make it disappear. Pit realized how turned on Palutena was becoming from this quite embarrassing display, for Pit began blushing a crimson red that wasn't present on his face for many years. Palutena on the other hand was happy with this smelly predicament by virtue of the fact that they were filling in their new jeans with pants puffing poots. And it was just another smelly day on the Skyworld for suddenly colorful Tetris blocks began falling around them from the sky.