Popo and Nana were stranded on the planet of Gravitas as Popo was making snow with his snowy magic, smashing the incoming Meteos falling down towards them as Nana was still suffering from her farting problem, with Popo turning to his gassy sister in anger.
"Hey! Can't you contribute to the damn story instead of being blatant fetish fuel!?" Popo exclaimed as he was sweating from doing all the action in the story.
"Excuse me for being a fart factory!" Nana spat back, not wanting to deal with her pissed off boyfriend as she was fanning the air with her right hand, feeling the farts warm up her pink parka. "I knew eating those vegetables we found drifting off into deep space was a bad idea..."
"...you just gave me an idea, fartface." Popo stated with a smile, jumping onto Nana's back as he smashed her in her butt with his mallet, causing her to be propelled into the air.
Nana screamed, in pain from the mallet smash, and then later her sudden huge influx of bad gas, her farting propelling her through the atmosphere as she and Popo left the planet of Gravitas, only for the evil planet Meteo to send more Meteos at the Ice Climbers, this time sending them to the sea world of Oleana.