Tiny Kong farted a loud, deep pitched brassy tuba toot that puffed up the back of her blue pants as she walked into Timmy Turner's room, to see Vicky still farting on Timmy Turner himself. The humanized monkey blinked as she squinted her eyes, with Vicky looking right back at her.
"What? You've never seen someone farting on another person while face sitting before?" Vicky responded as she folded her arms together.
Tiny Kong raised her right hand. "why... are you farting on that poor ten year old, anyway?"
"Because he's a baby, and I'm a babysitter!" Vicky laughed as she tilted her head back.
"...Right." Tiny Kong remarked as she bent over and farted so loud, it caused the house to collapse on itself.
"Damn it, not again." Timmy Turner's Dad groaned as he was coming back home from working at the pencil factory.
