Samus Aran finally came around to embracing her farts fully, as she was celebrating her flatulent victory over the other Smashers, having topped all of them as she placed her whip away into her stinky zero suit. "Phew! That was quite a workout, but it was worth it to show off how fantastic my butt was with those wonderful fart fumes!"

As Samus congratulated herself while walking on the platform on the battlefield she was on, she looked towards the trees to see a female Gardevoir farting in tight black clothing waiting for her, with this of course confusing Zero Suit Samus.

"...Can I help you?" Zamus asked as she rubbed her chin while brushing back her blonde hair, feeling a rumbly fart emerging from her butt crack.

"You seem to be in touch with your methane and fighting style." The Gardevoir pointed out as she nodded her head. "Good. You're just the 1 I'm looking for."

"Excuse me?" Zamus said, with it having a double meaning as she fanned away an incredibly dank fart that smelled worse in isolation than during a fight.

"You think you're the only Smash girl who managed to overcome their fart fears and turn them into a strength?" Gardevoir chuckled as she had a smile on her psychic face, placing her hands on Zamus' shoulders. "We've got a lot to talk about."

"I'm not sure how I feel about this." Zamus murmured as she walked away from the field of battle with the Gardevoir, with both of the girls continuing to fart.

Zero Suit Samus Aran has come a long way in overcoming her embarrassment over her bodily functions, and now she finds herself having to deal with a strange Pokemon being... what will happen from this point onward? Who knows!