Chat Noir winced as two raunchy emissions erupted into the cool night air, followed by an equally rancid stench. He coughed, turning his enhanced nose away from that awful smell. He'd ignored this for too long...
"Uh, LB? Your stomach okay?"
His partner grimaced. She was standing up, slightly hunched over. An uncharacteristic blush heated her cheeks as another sloppy fart rumbled out, polluting the air.
"Er..." Ladybug chuckled sheepishly. "Not really? Sorry, Chaton, I had a little *Phhhhrrrt!* Ooh! A little too much to eat at lunch..." She fanned her big, spandex clad booty. "I'm gonna be a little stinky tonight..."
"It's fine," Chat responded, moving forward. "I'll just avoid being downwind while we patrol tonight."
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