"I've might have gone too far in a few places," Palutena explained while farting huge thunderous tuba toots, fanning the air in an aroused manner as she smiled. "But I wouldn't let that stop anything, even if I'm on the receiving end of things...
"...So, how many months has it been?" Pit asked as he stretched his arms, still watching Viridi giving Palutena fart torture. "I lost track."
The Eggplant Wizard, who was also watching, looked at his wristwatch. "Oh, it's been three months and several days. We're in January now, the last update was September." He commented.
Pit wrapped his arms around the back of his head. "Gee, you think the author would actually properly finish this story up."
The Eggplant Wizard scratched his chin with his right hand as he murmured. "Yeah, but he has a lot of stuff going on. Not to mention, the plethora of other stories he has."
"That, and he should write more stuff that's not related to his pretty obvious fart fetish," Pit commented as he nodded his head. "I have no problems with flatulence, but things are getting a bit ripe."
Eggplant Wizard smirked as he narrowed his eyes at Pit. "Mmm, smells like good jokes." He then started frantically waving his left hand, wafting the smell away. "That, or Viridi's farts. Yeck."
Pit and the Eggplant Wizard watched as Palutena released a loud tuba poot that turned the entire bright, white skyline a bit browner, with all of the Centurions screaming as they fell to their dooms, their helmet wings melting from Palutena's rotten gas. Pit and the Eggplant Wizard gave each other odd glances as they quickly placed on gas masks, in disbelief as Viridi tortured Palutena even more.
"But yeah, there's other alternate realities where I make quite the stink," Palutena said with a smile as her bassy flatulence began to turn wet, making her eyes light up as she felt cracks on her smelly throne. "Ooh, I think I'm gonna need a new toilet!"
"My Lady Palutena, are you feeling all right?"
"I've been letting out these smelly bombs left and right, how do you think I'm feeling?"
"Well cheer up, sure you're making a stinky cacophony, but... um-"
"Is there something you want to share with me, Pit?"
"...Yeah, I kinda find you farting hot."
"Really now."
"Err, w-well I didn't think of bringing it up but-"
"If I knew you enjoyed me smelling like the stinkiest batch of rotten rubbish, I would have been gassy around you earlier!"