"Geeze; why do we have to mess up these pants?" Pit complained while fanning his sloppy farts and feeling embarrassed. "I'm happy these jeans are brown but do I have to smear them: I already remember staining the last pair I've worn...!"
"Hey you wanted to know what it was like to have my gas." Palutena interjected while she was also farting and playfully fanning the air for she had the more powerful poots blasting out of her dump truck. "You don't get to take back this poot power!"
Pit whimpered for he was on the verge of tears since even his angel wings couldn't get the rotten smell out. "These poor clothes! Why is it that I go along with these schemes and scams..."