Disclaimer: This short is set immediately before the events of season four chapter six.

Paw Patrol Xtra Shorts

Short Twenty One: Pent Up Mer-Pup To Land-Pup Gas

Skye was at the beach first thing in the morning waiting for Coral to arrive so they could spend the day together. When she saw Coral pop out from the ocean, she became ecstatic and ran over to the edge of the beach. She hoped the fact that she was wearing her pup-suit was okay. "You made it! Does that mean Eveline said yes?"

"Sure does." Coral confirmed happily, and then she signaled Skye to brace herself, which she did as Coral dove back down. Skye had an idea about what Coral was about to do, showing anticipation as Coral jumped as high as she could out of the water. Her Mer-Pup tail turned back into hind legs as she gracefully soared over Skye. As she landed on the ground however, she wobbled a bit before falling on her face.

Skye walked up to Coral as she commented on how long it must have been since she used her legs. "Are you gonna be okay Coral? Seven years of Mer-Pup life must make walking tough."

Coral stood up and looked back at Skye, smiling as she made her reply. "I'll be fine. It shouldn't take that long to get used to walking again." However, one thing surprised both cousins when Coral's butt was shown and she unleashed...

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...a ripe and bassy fart that reeked of moldy fish with Coral's vibrating butt hitting Skye in the face with a green cloud. Skye stepped out of the way of the fart and next to Coral, coughing and gagging as Coral apologized for farting on her. "I am so sorry about that Skye! I guess I forgot about how gassy we are." Skye guided Coral to her helicopter and allowed her to jump in as her fart continued.

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...Coral hoped she wasn't burdening Skye with how her fart was continuing in her helicopter. "Are you sure it's fine for me to fart in here?"

"It's not any worse than mine." Skye assured Coral, making her a little less embarrassed as she and Skye went to go sit down. As Skye closed the cockpit, Coral's fart continued to stink them both up...

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Fifty nine minutes later.

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...Coral's fart was still going with Skye's helicopter still in the air. Good thing it was still early in the morning, or else the other pups would be worried. Coral felt awful for stinking up Skye's helicopter, knowing she wasn't fond of farting herself. "I'm sorry Skye. I didn't think something like this would happen."

"It's fine Coral. You should see what Chase can do." Skye assured Coral, and her cousin's farting continued as she stood up and pointed her butt out...

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...Coral finished the fart with a time limit of one hour, leaving her a blushing red beet when she was done. She then looked at Skye while responding to her words of comfort. "I take it he can do worse than that."

"Hehe, yep." Skye then got out of her seat and set her helicopter into auto-pilot mode as her stomach growled. Skye seemed to be holding something in herself, and she looked back to Coral while standing on her hind legs. "You think you'll be okay around other people's farts?" Coral nodded her head yes, and Skye then pointed her butt out, surprising Coral, since she was right behind Skye. "You're gonna wanna brace yourself." Skye then grunted with her butt shown as she unleashed...

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...a loud and bassy fart that made Skye's butt vibrate violently as a big yellow cloud of rotten eggs not only sent Coral back, but also pushed Skye forward. Skye had to put her front paws on the control panel of her shaking helicopter in front of her while still pointing her butt out to avoid hitting her cockpit. Skye couldn't help but be relieved, despite blushing due to her natural embarrassment from whenever she farted...

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After two minutes, Skye was done, and she sighed of relief as she wiggled her butt a bit due to how good it felt. Coral was rather fatigued by the fart, leaving Skye worried as she went to check on her. "Are you okay Coral?"

"Yeah. I'm okay." Coral responded despite still being a little woozy. She shook her head before commenting on just how powerful Skye's gas was. "That was a lot stronger than what I remember. Good thing the helicopter is still flying."

Skye giggled a bit while blushing, having to admit that Coral was right about that one. "Sorry about that. I never knew my own strength in that department, even when I was a little puppy. I guess that's still true now."

"That makes two of us." Coral admitted, leaving herself and Skye relieved as they stood up. Since the two were still alone, they decided to let out some more gas in sync...

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Skye and Coral then went back to their seats as Skye commented on how some things will always be the same. "Some of my friends are gassier than I am, but we'll always be the gassiest of the Bartlam family."

"And the Oz family." Coral added, leaving the two cousins to giggle as Skye started flying them back to their helicopter. Despite not being fond of farts, they could still be more comfortable when it was just the two of them they farted in front of. That was further proven by the sound of Skye and Coral's smelly butts continuing to stink up the helicopter on the way back to the Lookout.

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