Disclaimer: I do not own Blackbird. Blackbird is copyright of Shilin.
Note: Please read LilTyphoon's Hellhound in Paradise first.
Prompt: Fart
Weirin was in heaven; the rainbows in the sky to the moist grass. Keitzel lay next to her, speaking to her in tongues unfamiliar. But the smile on his face and the passion in his eyes stole her breath as she gazed at him with rapt attention.
[PAAARP]
Just as it appeared the distant sound ceases.
Five seconds later Keritzel, the rainbows in the sky, and the grass disappears all together, and Weirin found herself awake and assaulted by a very sour smell.
Gagging, Weirin covered her face and sat up; the hair in her nose was beginning to curl.
"Aghh! What the hell?"
A happy bark interrupted her; Weirin turned to her side and glared at the culprit: Junior.
The two-month old malamute wagged his tail, his perfect arse nestled in the large pillow as another muffled fart rips the air.