"Well that was stupid." Chance commented.
Razor nodded in concurrence. "No kidding. That episode stunk worse than used kitty litter."
"Hey, you wanna go fix something?" Chance asked.
Razor shrugged. "Aside from being the SWAT Kats, we are mechanics, and we go nothing else to do at the moment, so sure why not."
Callie looked around, seeing the damage that was done as a result of Moltar crashing in, letting out deep pitched poots, much to her embarassment.
"I don't know what that was about...but boy am I still gassy." Callie sighed, looking at her butt, which let out another loud, brassy toot that lifted her blonde tail and echoed through the bathroom.
"And now my butt is sounding like a tuba, making it into an orchestra?" Callie pooted loudly again, her awful smell hitting her nose as she wafted the air frantically. "Goodness! That smells horrible!" she exclaimed, her next big fart causing one of the toilets to burst, causing Callie to get wet as a result, her poots smelling worse. "If I don't stop, I'm gonna poop myself!"
Mayor Manx barged in, a shocked look on his face. "Holy Katfish! What happened here?" Suddenly he was hit with the stink that came from Callie's butt, passing out on the spot.
"Sorry about that, mayor!" Callie blushed. "Oh wait, I don't think he can hear me." Callie sighed as she dragged Manx away to try to wake him up, letting out several small poots from her butt cheeks every few moments.