Marinette groaned in pain as she walked through the school hallway, her stomach rumbling with discontent. Those pastries she'd seen tucked into a corner at her parents' bakery must've been older than she thought. She had to get to the bathroom and fast!
"PFFt." Too late. The young fashion designer blushed in embarrassment at this small fart and quickened her pace. She had a feeling her troubles were only beginning. As expected, she starting letting out louder farts as she went. A few of the other students almost noticed.
"PFFFFFFT! PFFFFFFFFFFFTT! PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:The smell was becoming noticeable and the bathroom seemed so far away. What was Marinette to do?
Suddenly, she heard a noise and stopped in her tracks. She turned and gasped at what she saw. What was it?
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