The gang walked around Lilycove City as May continued farting on, spotting the Contest Hall, which had the Master Rank contests. May squealed with joy as she bounced up and down with joy.

"Ooh, there's the contest!" May exclaimed as she twirled around, facing the three boys. "I can't wait to go and show the world by coordinator talents!"

"I sure hope it doesn't involve you farting," Brock commented as he chuckled, his hands on his hips.

May puffed her cheeks as she let out a deep pitched poot that echoed. "Oh come on, just because I'm really gassy doesn't mean I'm entering myself into the competition!"

"Thank God," Ash and Max muttered in unison as May glared at them with flames in her eyes.

Pikachu sighed as he shook his head, wondering where his life went wrong as the group marched towards the Contest Hall.


Galleom's Commentary

"How many farting fanfics those this author write!? Pokemon's May farting? This is simply disgraceful! Why would you want Pokemon's Haruka farting? Is nothing sacred? This fanfic makes me sick!"


"...Did anyone hear that?" May asked as she let out a muffled fart while adjusting her red bandana.

"Hear what? You farting as usual?" Max complained as he was feeling sick to his stomach from smelling May's fart gas.

"No you big piece of shit!" May snapped as she then whacked Max in the head, proceeding to fart right in his face afterwards.