Pikachu let out a gassy fart. "Dude! What the fuck!?"; Ike yelled and hold his nose. "That stinks!" Stop farting here and do it in your room!" "Why?", the pokémon asked. "Miss Caty Farty also does it every time. So why can't I?"
"Because it's disgusting. Remember when you farted her room full? Hiro also thinks it's awful! Maybe there is somethign what causes this."
"Really? I don't think so. Maybe she discovered her love for farting like me. I also love it! ... Besides eating."
"Yeah. I smell that."
The swordman's face looked like he smelled one of Sonic's chillidogs. They also smelled like fart, at least for him. But the blue hedgehog likes this smell.
"Then search for people who also like it", Ike suggested. "You will be in a better company then with me with your farts." "No! Ike, you're my only bud!", pikachu exclaimed.
"Then also find other buds."
"I can't!"
"Why? There are probably some people out there who like farting the whole day."
Suddenly Pikachu said nothing. He just tought and tought. "That's it!", he suddenly spoke out happily. "Thank you Ike! So, can you assist me please?" The Radiwant Hero looked suprised at the pokémon. "What do you mean?", he asked.
"You will see."