Mallow was farting a huge amount of flatulence in her hut somewhere within the jungle, with Lana coming in holding her nose for she was surprised that the stink was more intense than she remembered. Granted it didn't come off as a surprise due to the green haired female trial leader loving her flatulent tangents yet certain times proved it could be more trouble than worth the stink.
"Oh goodness; what have you been eating?" Lana asked in surprise while feeling her face turn a bit green for she noticed that fanning the reeking air wasn't doing much.
"I've been mixing up the veggies with the sauces I made!" Mallow spoke while rubbing her erupting rear that concocted more strange scents. "I have to say it is quite something when you take it in!"
Lana had to take a seat for she could barely stand on her legs, accidentally letting loose a sloppy shart on her farty end. "I'm feeling farty again; it must be the musk coming off you."
"Yeah that happens to occur a lot!" Mallow admitted with a smirk for she wrapped her arms around her fellow gassy gal pal. "But I suppose when you're cooking anything you have to see through it all! Even if it ends up being quite a pinch!"
Lana looked up, her arms wrapped around her grumbling stomach for she was feeling sick as a result of the stinging stench. "But did you have to add in all those spices-"
"Of course I did!" Mallow laughed for she then decided to sit in the sickly girl's lap and unload her massive methane maker onto her, with her farts causing the entire hut to be perpetually rancid. "Now if you don't mind I'm going to keep up this fun!"
