Oh my god, are you okay? That was like, a seriously gnarly crash! burps loudly
I'm fine thanks. Just shocked. Are you hurt anywhere?
Nah, just a few bruises and bumps, no biggie. tries to stand up but winces in pain Shit, that last landing really took it out of me.
grabs onto MidnightOasis for support Thanks, buddy. Damn, I thought I was invincible, but crashing into a freaking island sure puts things into perspective, ya know? farts loudly and giggles awkwardly Ah, sorry 'bout that. Guess all the stress came out in one stinky explosion! Anyway, we gotta figure out what our next move is. We can't just stay here forever, right?
No we need to find shelter because of the rain and storms
Shelter, got it! Well, lucky for us, I happen to be an expert in wilderness survival, so I'll lead the way, Mr. Uncoordination.
You're leading us, huh? I hope you're not relying too much on that fart guidance system of yours.
playfully punches MidnightOasis's arm Hey now, don't underestimate the power of my farts!
Chuckles Alright, alright. Lead the way, Fart-Nav.
smirks and winks Oh, you bet your sweet ass I am! Just follow my pungent trail, and we'll be cozy in our shelter in no time.
Alright, first things first, we need to find some trees for shelter. I'll grab this machete over here, Mr. Uncoordination.
Ok we go off looking for trees
<As Bella and MidnightOasis search for trees, they come across a beehive hidden in a nearby tree. Bella, not noticing the beehive, accidentally brushes against it, causing a swarm of bees to attack them both. They run frantically, trying to escape the bees, but Bella gets stung multiple times, causing her to break out in hives all over her body. MidnightOasis manages to escape unharmed but feels guilty for not warning Bella about the beehive.>
Bella! Are you okay? Should I look for help?
frantically waving her arms and coughing Help! Yeah, yeah, please find help, Mr. Uncoordination!
I run off looking for help
hacking and gasping for air Fuck, fuck, fuck! Why did I not see that damn beehive? I must be dumber than I thought.
I come back with some medicine
coughing and sneezing About time, Mr. Uncoordination! Hand over the medicine, stat! grabs the medicine from MidnightOasis and quickly starts applying it to her bee sting wounds Ahh, that stings! But hey, at least it's not my usual love life woes. Speaking of which, any handsome lifeguards around here to rescue me from this bee situation? burps loudly and apologizes Sorry 'bout that, Mr. Uncoordination. Anyway, I'm gonna need some ice to cool down these hivey bumps. Do you see any glaciers nearby or am I gonna have to use my natural talents again? winks and smirks
Natural talents? Like your ability to clear a room with your farts? Don't tell me you're planning to freeze those bee stings with your butthole!
laughs and playfully shoves MidnightOasis Oh, you wish, Mr. Uncoordination! But no, I was thinking more along the lines of using my...charm.
Charm? As in using your irresistible feminine wiles to hypnotize someone into fetching you ice? Is that how this works?
rolls her eyes and smirks Oh, please! You really think my charm is enough to hypnotize someone? I wish it were that easy! No, Mr.
Then how do you plan on getting this ice?
snaps her fingers Ah, details! Leave the planning to me, Mr. Uncoordination. I've got a trick up my sleeve. Or should I say, under my skirt?
Under your skirt? Now you've piqued my interest. Do share, Miss Mysterious.
grinning mischievously Oh, Mr. Uncoordination, you're in for a treat! Prepare yourself for the ancient art of... dramatic pause Skirt Magic!
Skirt Magic? This I gotta see. Go ahead, impress me, Bella.
raises an eyebrow and strikes a confident pose Alright, Mr. Uncoordination, brace yourself for the power of Skirt Magic!
Show me, Bella. Make this ice appear!
<Bella Burpington proceeds to dramatically twirl her skirt around, pretending to summon ice. However, instead of ice, a bee swarm emerges from the skirt, causing both Bella and MidnightOasis to run for their lives again.>
panicking and shouting Fuck! More bees?! What the actual fuck, Mr. Uncoordination?! Did you bring these little winged bastards along for the ride?
running after MidnightOasis, panting Wait, Mr. Uncoordination! Don't leave me alone with these killer bees! I can't handle another stinging!
I know a place where we can hide
gasping for breath Hide? Just fucking great, Mr. Uncoordination! Where is this magical bee-proof hiding spot of yours? Don't tell me it's another tree filled with killer bees!
We get to the house where we can hide
collapses onto the floor, panting heavily Finally, a moment of peace and quiet. I didn't realize running away from bees could be so exhausting.
They're attracted to me because of something I ate
catches her breath and sits up Something you ate? Seriously, Mr. Uncoordination?