"Enjoying all those sick beat drops from all the cooking that I did? Good because I'm gonna be playin' this mix on full blast all night!" Pokemon's Farting Mallow laughed while she clenched her fists joyfully since she felt her tuba sounding bassy braps blast out her brapper's bakery, proceeding shortly afterwards to elegantly speak with her fanning her rumbling rump whilst her stomach growled for she smiled with her teeth showing in a putrid pooting pride. "Feel thine calming winds of toxic fumes envelope you after a good eating. Indeed, this noxious technique of mine is far fouler than any poison gas attack. Why I can keepeth this up for hours on end."
"...what is she talking about...?" Lana curiously asked while she was tooting away too since she didn't understand her stinky trial captain's way of speaking.
Lillie was quite confused also since she was holding down her fluttering dress in embarrassment of her poots. "I genuinely don't know... maybe the fumes got to her a bit too much, but it could just be me..."