It was quite a busy day in New Donk City due to Toadette farting around it while she was playing golf with several other golfers.

"Sheesh kid can't you hold it in?" King Bob-omb asked since he noticed his fellow bomb followers were blowing up instantly from the flatus fuming in the air which got him mad since he couldn't do his special as a result.

"Sorry." Toadette apologized while fanning her reeking eggy methane upon turning her golf club into a pick axe and slamming the golf ball high into the wretched sky while sharting out a turnip and pooting it directly at the ball to cause it to land near the flag. "I can't hold back all in my gassy golf goodness!"

Pauline shook her head in disbelief since she was farting herself yet felt outpaced by her fellow flatulent female. "And to think I was the stinkiest newcomer on the golf course..."

"You still are but there's always a first for everything-" Toadette spoke only for her to trip and land flat on her face while she kept on tooting such a storm that the entire Metro Kingdom collapsed on itself as a result.