Princess Daisy and Amy Rose were still trapped in the cage that Wario trapped them in, wondering what to do as they farted all the while, thinking of something. Daisy snapped her fingers as she got an idea.
"Hey Amy, since our farts are powerful enough to clear a room," Daisy commented as she winked with her left eye, smiling as she faced Amy, "Why don't we aim our butts at the bars and just fart our way out?"
Amy rubbed the back of her head with her right hand sheepishly. "I know it's hypocritical for me to say this, but isn't that a little ridiculous?"
Daisy laughed as she patted Amy on the head. "Of course! That's what will make this plan work!" She nodded her head as she placed her hands on her jeans clad butt, bending over and aiming at the bars. "And besides, this still technically counts to our contest!"
Daisy farted loudly, the tuba like flatulence puffing up her jeans as the bars melted from impact, with Amy dropping her jaw in disbelief. Daisy laughed as she patted her butt with both of her hands, letting out more loud, rotten farts as the cage then collasped on both Daisy and Amy, nuch to Amy's dismay, with Daisy shrugging it off.
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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...
