5. The Wabbit and the Smelly Kinkdom

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Clouds billowed in! They found themselves surrounded by air cushions and they were none too happy. The one on the right had a ferocious expression and he smelled quite rank. "This is the Cloud Kinkdom and we argue all the time about how kinky we are," said the first air cushion. Turbina butted in. "Perhaps you could argue about how to reduce your smell."  They started to argue again. "That's the whole point," said the second, and he let out an enormous fart. "I'm getting out of here," said Turbina, but she couldn't make her wheels move. "I'm going to fire up all my gases, then have a right good clean up." Wabsworth covered his nose. She was as good as her word. All her turbine waste came pouring out. The first air cushion was aghast. He'd never smelled anything like it. "Styuck, yuk poo," he exclaimed. The second merely keeled over in a dead faint. "How do you manage!" he groaned. "Oh, we do, it's hard but we do," said the Wabbit. Secretly he gave a thumbs up to Turbina. Wabsworth encouraged her. "What about your second stage emissions?" he asked. Turbina emitted the ghastliest smell the Wabbit had ever known. His  fur curled like a snake stepped on it - but he didn't show it. "We're sending you back," said the cushion entities. The clouds cleared. They were sitting on a beach with clear air all around. "That blew me away," joked the Wabbit. Turbina erupted. Her wheels span and a sea of sand sprayed. "If it happens again, I'll blow you away, Commander!"

Clouds billowed in! They found themselves surrounded by air cushions and they were none too happy. The one on the right had a ferocious expression and he smelled quite rank. "This is the Cloud Kinkdom and we argue all the time about how kinky we are," said the first air cushion. Turbina butted in. "Perhaps you could argue about how to reduce your smell."  They started to argue again. "That's the whole point," said the second, and he let out an enormous fart. "I'm getting out of here," said Turbina, but she couldn't make her wheels move. "I'm going to fire up all my gases, then have a right good clean up." Wabsworth covered his nose. She was as good as her word. All her turbine waste came pouring out. The first air cushion was aghast. He'd never smelled anything like it. "Styuck, yuk poo," he exclaimed. The second merely keeled over in a dead faint. "How do you manage!" he groaned. "Oh, we do, it's hard but we do," said the Wabbit. Secretly he gave a thumbs up to Turbina. Wabsworth encouraged her. "What about your second stage emissions?" he asked. Turbina emitted the ghastliest smell the Wabbit had ever known. His  fur curled like a snake stepped on it - but he didn't show it. "We're sending you back," said the cushion entities. The clouds cleared. They were sitting on a beach with clear air all around. "That blew me away," joked the Wabbit. Turbina erupted. Her wheels span and a sea of sand sprayed. "If it happens again, I'll blow you away, Commander!"