"Ugh why am I so gassy again?" Jean asked upon her stomach growling while she was farting so much to the point where she was making a methane mess in her pants. "I haven't even been around the others to get like this!"
"Sorry that was me." Peach admitted while she casually fanned her bassy braps since she was stinking up her smelly biker suit. "I kinda get this way whenever I wear this thing."
"Oh you've got to be kidding me..." Jean whimpered in dismay above her trombone toots for she started crying since it started to sound like a sloppy tuba playing brown notes.