"How did I get here?" Patchouli Knowledge asked with her being in the big colorful circus tent upon seeing a green inflatable dinosaur being filled with air, with her breaking wind herself since she was filled with different sorts of fart gas that was brewing within her rumbling rump and grumbling gut. "And why did you suddenly made me feel gassy?"
"You're 1 of those females I take it." Mr. Patch spoke for he was quick to introduce himself to the witch. "Guess you'll have to deal with Mister Patch the same way the others did."
"Wait, is that your name?" Patchouli asked with her slightly perking up for she was quick to flip through her magician book. "Interesting. Guess I'll have to add that to my personal Patchouli book."
"Well if you insist!" Mr. Patch exclaimed with him coughing up colorful beach balls at Pache who was quick to dodge them since she fired off her bullets at his patches, which of course popped and made him scream in pain. "Doh! That hurt! Guess I'll have to make you take flight now...!"
Patchouli was confused by this until she suddenly got punched into the air by a red boxing glove that emerged from the ground, with her yelping in pain for she decided to use her flatulence to fly around. "Ouch! Guess I have to improvise on the spot for this...!