Cynthia farted 100 times and she enjoyed every brapping blast of fart gas. "Woowie! Now I managed to successfully reach 100 chapters of being a stinker!"
"Yeah you have a certain punch." Lucario admitted. "And not the 1 I would like."
"It isn't something I would brag about either." Garchomp coughed since it was hard to focus with the flatus surrounding them. "In fact I would faint."
"You really are jealous that my farts are as strong as your attacks." Cynthia laughed upon fanning her flatulence away. "Guess I'll have to train you to be used to it!"