"Our story begins with our two no good bad guys Boris Badenov and Natasha Fatale coming up with another dastardly plan to get rid of our heroes Rocky and Bullwinkle once and for all," The Narrator announced. Then he chuckled. "But most likely they won't since they failed for the past 500 times in all their incarnations and-"
"Shuttup you stupid narrator!" Boris growled, turning towards the Narrator with a frown.
He and Natasha glared at the screen. "We'll get moose and squirrel this time! You'll see!"
"Yeah right," The narrator said to himself.
Boris continued to pace back and forth with Natasha staring at him hopefully.
"Well darling, anything?" She asked in her thick Pottsylvania accent.
Boris sighed in frustration. "Ugh, nothing is coming up in my brain!"
"Oh, don't worry darling, I'm sure you'll come up with something!" Natasha reassured him. "You always do!"
"And at that moment, Natasha Fatale's stomach rumbled," The narrator said.
"Wait, what?" Natasha gasped.
Indeed, her stomach rumbled very loudly causing her to place her hands on it.
Boris raised an eyebrow and stared at her. "What's going on Natasha?"
Natasha chuckled nervously as her stomach rumbled again. "Not sure, Boris, I did eat a can of Pottsylvania beans this morning so I'm not-"
"And at that moment, Natasha Fatale let out a gigantic fart!" The Narrator announced.
Before Natasha could even react, a loud thunderous five second poot escaped from her beautiful curvy butt, causing her purple dress to flutter from its sheer strength.
Natasha blushed, another small toot escaping from her.
Boris coughed and fanned the air around him. "Natasha, why did you eat those beans? You know beans from Pottsylvania give you terrible gas!"
Natasha crossed her arms in a huff, another loud fart escaping from her. "It's not my fault darling we don't have good food! Besides, it doesn't look like I'll stop farting anytime soon!"
"What do you mean?"
Natasha unleashed a loud ten second fart, her cheeks vibrating as she pointed to the title of the fanfic.
Boris looked up "Natasha Fatale's Farting- oh boy!" A panicked and worried expression came on his face. "This is gonna be a long fanfic!"
"Yes indeed! This Rocky and Bullwinkle fanfic revolves around Natasha Fatale cutting the cheese! Will Boris Badenov be able to put up with her gas? Will Natasha's farts ever calm down?"
"Oh I can't promise you that darling!" Natasha asked as she turned and glanced at her butt, her dress puffing up from another long poot.
"Oh please help me!" Boris pleaded.
"Find out next time in our next exciting chapter of this fanfic called Boris Can't Take It or Gassy Pottsylvania Gal!" The Narrator stated.
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Natasha Fatale's Farting Problem
HumorA typically Rocky and Bullwinkle story.... with Natasha Fatale farting and gassing it up. Yup, that's right! Natasha finally has a farting fic of her own! Will Boris Badenov be able to put up with her gas? Well, he'll have to since this fic does rev...
