Moonspear here without you

The other two ran up to Charon with cries of, "Papa!" Galaxy, of course, didn't join them. She stayed put, muttering a quiet, "Pops," when her father reached out to nuzzle her face. "M'butt huwts," she repeated, just in case he hadn't heard the first time.

Nobody seemed particularly concerned about her poor bum, she noted. They were all staying far away from her. She supposed she couldn't exactly blame them. The smell was rather putrid. Speaking of which, she felt another wave of cramps pass through her lower abdomen and grimaced, preparing to push to her feet to avoid messing herself. But all that escaped her was a very loud, long and whiny fart, punctuated with a sigh of relief.