Lyra's Farting Problem
Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: I should have been writing a lot of fanfics today. But alas, I'm a stupid moron, so forgive me, guys. Anyway, here's, yep, yet another friggin' farting fanfic from me. At the rate I'm going, I'll probably have at least one hundred farting fanfics. Meh, they're better than stupid, incredibly short one-shots. Anyway, enjoy, ladies and gentlemen. Yay increasing word count!
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Nintendo.
Lyra sighed heavenly as she looked out towards the wide open blue, salty ocean from a small cruise ship, looking on the western end of the boat as the nice sea breeze blew towards her.
"Boy! It feels so great going back to Johto!" Lyra exclaimed as she took out her pink Pokedex and opening it up, giggling to herself. "I can't wait to finish up there so I can head back to Sinnoh!"
As Lyra was talking to herself, Jessie, James, and Meowth all popped out of the stairs, looking upon there without being noticed by anyone else.
"Why are we following this twerp again?" James whispered as he rubbed the back of his head.
Meowth sighed as he turned to face James. "Because this is a fanfic, and we don't have to be bound by stupid canon. Needless to say, we could actually be successful this time!"
Jessie sighed as she placed her right hand on her forehead. "Yeah, but what if it somehow backfires on us...?" She stated, raising an interesting question.
Lyra raised her eyebrows as she heard voices, turning around her. She blinked as she noticed no one by the staris, as Jessie, James, and Meowth were hiding. SHrugging, Lyra turned back around, sighing as she felt the nice salty sea breeze.
"Ahh... just feeling this breeze makes me want to..." Lyra stopped as she looked to her left and right, relived to see that no one was nearby. Smiling, Lyra farted loudly, giggling after the tuba like fart ended as she patted her butt with her right hand.
Jessie, James, and Meowth all groaned as they fell on their backs, their feet and hands twitching as they realized it was going to be yet another case of the cute traveling girl farting.
"Here... even here, far away from those horrors..." Jessie muttered as she shuddered.
"It's as if someone placed an evil curse upon us..." James added as she trembled, folding his arms together.
Meowth face palmed himself with his left palm as he groaned, "Agh... we just can't suffer enough, can we? We always gotta be tortured by some kind of nightmare..."
Lyra licked her lips together as she leaned over the rails, looking back at her butt as she smiled. Aiming her butt at the air, Lyra farted loudly again, feeling her dignity increasing as she enjoyed cutting the cheese. Shockingly enough, from the looks of it, it seemed that the crew aside, she was the only one there, with Jessie, James, and Meowth hidding secrelty.
"Good thing I can travel by myself!" Lyra proclaimed as she bent down, placing her hands on her butt as she let out another loud fart, warming up her blue overalls as she giggled with glee, "I can fart all I want without having to worry about people complaining about it!"
Unknown to Lyra was that her constant farting would become a persistant problem for the likes of Jessie, James, and Meowth... who prepared to do their best to cope with the problem.