Gardevoir and Lopunny were near the entrance to Frost Cavern, with Gardevoir shivering from the cold, her arms wrapped around herself.
"It's so cold here! Why have we come here again?" Gardevoir asked.
"Why, to milk this farting contest of ours even further, of course!" Lopunny stated to her.
Gardevoir released a loud deep pitched poot, which warmed her butt as she sighed of relief from both passing gas and feeling warm. "Of course. Farting. That's how we stay warm."
"Yup!" Lopunny lifted her leg, her butt expelling a louder, deeper pitched poot than Gardevoir's.
Gardevoir sighed, looking out to the snowy skies, which were clouded by dark snow clouds.
"Is something wrong, Gar?" Lopunny asked, putting her hand on Gardevoir's shoulder.
"It's just, I haven't really felt like farting much, ever since I was yelled at and attacked for my farts being too destructive." Gardevoir muttered, sitting down on a smooth rock, her butt being warmed by her muffled farting.
"Don't worry Gar!" Lopunny put her hand behind Gardevoir's back. "That happens to make girls who have trouble with their flatulence these days! It's not the end of the world if someone complains about it, or puts you in a bad situation. You always get out of it, and then you're once again free to let loose!"
Gardevoir frown slowly turned upside down. "Thanks, Lopsy."
"Who told you that you couldn't fart to your free will anyway?" Lopunny asked. "Was it Yveltal? Or Arceus?" Lopunny asked, scoffing afterwards.
"It was Zygarde." Gardevoir mentioned.
Lopunny gasped, flinching and gawking widely as she froze in flabbergast, her right hand over her chest and her butt ripping a squeaky toot. "Holy Arceus!"
Gardevoir frowned, feeling even more discouraged about her farting, Lopunny's apalled reaction not helping her at all.