Amy and Daisy were in the eastern part of Seaside Hill, where there seemed to be more grassy hills then there were tropical jungle foliage and sandy beaches. The two females kept farting of course, but unaware that they were being followed
"So now what?" Amy asked, placing her hands on her hips as she let out another tuba poot.
Daisy wrapped her arms around the back of her head, her lips trembling as she realeased two wet toots. "I'm not sure. Maybe do some stretches to make ourselves feel better?"
Amy shrugged as she blinked. "Works for me." She remarked.
The two flatulent famels began stretching their bodies, letting out worse farts than before, causing the nearby plants to welt from the awful stench. Wario was hiding behind the rotting plants, trying to avoid contact with either Amy or Daisy as he kept on snooping as usual, much to his amusement.
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The Farting Contest
FanfictionAmy Rose and Princess Daisy are both very flatulent. They're also pretty aggressive and love competition. So, they decide to have a farting contest, which has all three traits combined. Who'll win the big stink off of all time, Gassy Rosey or Farty...
