"Well I guess it's becoming clear what we need to do next." Melody said with her stretching her arms and letting out a big fart that echoed throughout the area with her whistling since she liked the sound of the bassy explosion that came right out of her. "Guess we should see who's better in a battle of the braps."
"I think that would be wise!" Cynthia said upon having her right leg lifted to poot a fart storm in her pants upon seeing a particular pooter walking nearby. "Hey! You want to see us partake in a flatulent battle?"
"I'm looking for something so don't bother me!" Carmine snapped with her farting every time she was dashing about since she didn't have time to speak with the farted females. "I'm in a rush since I'm pooping my pants!"
"Guess she doesn't want to join us." Melody said to Cynthia while they fanned their farts who added, "It's a shame, the youth can't appreciate the lingering effects of old farts."