>The time has finally come, its taken 3 months but it was worth it
>In front of you sits a very large jar with a green cloud swirling around in it
>You honestly don't remember why you starting bottling your farts in the first place
>Not that it matters
>Hear the daily knock
>Don your NBC gear
>Open door
>You sealed all the other vents such as windows and doors into your home for maximum effect
"Fluttershy come in! I have something for you to smell!"
>"R-really!? *squeee*"
>Close the door behind her
"Fluttershy have you ever smelled a bad fart before?"
>"Well there was this one time tha-"
"Shut the fuck up it was rhetorical"
>Open the jar
>She gags and her eyes water
>Then she pounces you
>"These are tears of joy sweetie"
>No escape
>Pull off your mask and choke upon your own ass gas
>Still better than
>Fucking Fluttershy