"Why are you smiling?" Amy asked as she popped another large spoonful of ice cream into her mouth.
"Oh, you'll see." Jessica said as she crosses her arms with an evil smile.
Eyeing her mother warily, Amy continued to eat her frozen breakfast, savoring both it's taste and the feeling of the gas building up and combining with the gas that built up overnight. When she finished gulping down the remaining melted ice cream, she belched in her mother's direction, who simply stuck her tongue out at her with a cocky smile and licked the air.
"Mmm," she said, "Vanilla Rabbit." Miffed at how Jessica just shrugged of her belch, Amy went to the sink to put her bowl and spoon in to be washed later. If there was one thing she and Jessica could agree on, it was that dishes were to be done at noon, since they got in the way of their morning fart war.
When she put her bowl in the sink, she saw something that shocked her: an empty ice cream carton. A rattling belch from behind her drove her shock further, causing her to turn around and her pupils to shrink in shock at was she was seeing.
Her mother, Jessica, was standing, buck nude and finishing a carton of chocolate milk. When she removed his from her lips, she fired off a belch right at Amy causing her to cover her nose in disgust at the smell.
"Ready for round two?" Jessica asked with a wicked smile.
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