Nana's Farting Problem

By Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus

Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, YOU PEOPLE FRIGGIN' WIN, OKAY!? STOP SENDING ME E-MAILS TO MAKE MORE NINTENDO GIRL FARTING PROBLEMS!!! GEEZE!!! ...Well, to be honest, I didn't actually get any emails. But it sure felt like it when I noticed just how popular Princess Peach's Farting Problem was. And considering how apparently Samus (or rather Zero Suit Samus) and Princess Zelda amongst this website are more popular (then again, I could be wrong since I factor in the Mario series, but less we forget how big the Zelda section is), I decided to do them. In fact, this pretty much is the exact same description for the following fanfics part of this "Nintendo Girls' Farting Problem" series of mine - Princess Zelda's Farting Problem, Zero Suit Samus's Farting Problem, Nana's Farting Problem, and Ness's Farting Problem. Exactly four farting fanfics centered around four girls of the forty plus members of Super Smash Brothers, both playable, assist, Pokeball, boss, enemies, background, and trophies (as well as items since the good ol' Bo-Bomb is in, as well), and with that said and done, ladies and gentlemen, read and enjoy! That, and after these particular fanfics of the series are placed up, I have one more special surprise for you... hehehehehehe...


Nana, the pink parka wearing female of the Ice Climbers, was outside of the overused Super Smash Brothers Mansion, taking a peaceful little stroll around the Oval Park by her lonesome, with the flowers booming and the insects, birds, and mammals coming out, in coordination of the beautiful spring weather, which was bright and sunny with a nice compliment of cool windy breezes. As Nana sat down on a nearby small grassy hill, he looked up at the clear blue sky, to see several white puffy clouds appear. As she started counting the many clouds that appeared, she was confronted by Mario, who was also on a little jog of his own.

"So, Nana," Mario reeted, tipping off his red cap as he sat down, next to Nana as he looked up at the puffy cloud-filled blue sky, "How is your beautiful Friday going along?"

Nana merely shrugged as she let out a sigh, turning to face Mario and smiling. "I'm doing great, Mario! I've never felt any better." She took in a quick breath of air, and sighed of relief, smiling as she then hugged Mario. "In fact, it couldn't possibly be any better than just sitting out here, with you."

Mario gasped as he slightly blushed, chuckling as he hugged Nana back. "Oh Nana, I know what you mean!" The middle aged red-capped Italian American plumber stated, facing her and telling her straight to her face, "Why, when I was a young one, I would always run around and just let loose with nothing but the wind in my breeze, the grass in my-"

"Oh!" Nana gasped as she stood up, tuckering her pink parka a bit as she stated. "Speaking of letting loose and wind, can you give me a moment?" She then ran down the grassy hill and headed several feet away from Mario towards the western direction, looking both ways, and then closing her eyes as she... broke loose.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!!!!

Mario simply sat there, blinking as he watched a satisfied and relieved Nana come back, sitting down back on the hill. Nana was blushing slightly a bit, but you should expect that when girls fart. It's natural, after all.

"...Mario? Are you... all right...?" Nana asked, worried if her flatulence put the plumber off.

There was no response from Mario.

Nana, feeling that Mario was insulted by her farting, began trembling her lip, covering her face as she started crying. "Oh, I can't believe I made an idiot out of myself!" She cried as she sobbed, tears coming down from her eyes, "How could I be so stupid to just rip ass like that!?"

There was no response from Mario.

"Oh Mario, if only I knew that you would be offended, I would have never-" PFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!! She accidentally farted again, and this time right next to Mario. Her jaw dropped in disbelief, Nana bursted into even bigger tears, shamed of herself and embarrassed at the same time.

There was no response from Mario.

Nana continued crying, having the need to not speak.

There was no response from Mario.

Nana continued crying, having the need to not speak.

There was no response from Mario.

Nana continued crying, having the need to not speak.

"... ... ... ... ..." Mario then began bursting into laughter, catching Nana completely off guard, which in case made her stop crying.

"HUH!?" Nana exclaimed, wiping away the tears from her face as she asked in a shocked state, "How!? I thought my farting would put you off?"

Mario continued laughing, trying to catch his breath as he patted Nana on the back. "Oh Nana," He told her with a straight face, trying not to laugh even more, "I've come to get used to girls constantly farting. Plus, Princess Peach has been cutting the cheese since she was born, even more than a certain fat ass who's an evil version of me!" He bursted into laughter more, rolling around on the hill as he headed downward, kicking his legs up as he was filled wth too much joy.

Nana's shocked expression changed into a faint smile, and she giggled a bit. Farting loudly and unexpectedly, Nana joined in with Mario on the laughter, rolling down the hill and kicking her feet in the air alongside Mario as the two shared their joy whilst in the peaceful, beautiful weather, all while Nana continued farting, this time with no problems at all.

THE END