"You know these lemon cookies are definitely something." Cynthia admitted upon leaning on the bench and belting out an ever continuous string of loud stinky farts that started the wilting process of the furniture she sat her fart factory on. "I definitely prefer the ice cream personally but these aren't that bad...!"
"You're saying that because sweets go through you like toilet paper." Dawn heartily laughed while also having a poot here and there for she too was indulging herself on the lemon flavored cookies. "You think you can take me on a contest battle after this?"
"Perhaps." Cynthia responded upon fanning the sugary scented flatus expelling out of her with 1 hand while having her cookie in another. "I'm personally curious to see how your battling skills are."
"They're pretty good!" Dawn said with a stretch for she got up and began extending out her legs which led her trombone toots to linger longer. "Although with the way our flatulence stinks I don't think our Pokemon are gonna last...!"