Bearclaw Valley my moon, oh my moon

LOL

the mushroom made a noise and emitted a puff mona did not immediately recognize. however, in the next moment, the girl had backpedaled with shaking gasps of shocked amusement. "oh my f — haha!" mona guffawed. simply thinking the word 'fart' was enough to confound her back onto her haunches, where she tittered until her eyes fair watered.
some more mature part of her frowned down upon such things, but that bit was not in charge; mona was weakened by her own mirth: that she had made the boy laugh so hard he'd farted was weirdly hysterical.