"Can you both not be circus clowns for 5 minutes?" Space Ghost angrily snapped while firing off his destructo ray at Hilda and Lysithea since both of them were farting about fighting over a batch of cookies that were with the tray of tea. "I swear it's like being in kindergarten with these stooges."
"But we can't help it!" Hilda whined with her continuing to break wind despite being injured. 'We just have the compulsive need to compete with each other!"
"Yeah, cut us some slack!" Lysithea added with her suddenly burping since she felt more gas besides the braps in her ripping ass. "We've been stressed like this for awhile now!"