Wasting no time, Texas immediately wrenched open the doors of the nearby cupboard and wedged herself inside the tight, cluttered space, filled with old clothes and tools lying haphazardly. It barely had enough room to fit her, but with a bit of manoeuvring, she managed to get the door closed behind her, just in time to hear the loud, booming footsteps stomping down the corridor. As the weasel watched through the slats in the cupboard door, she could see the massive kangaroo bandit walking down the hall, her butt so big that it grazed the walls on either side of her as her hips swayed from either side. As she was right outside the cupboard, her butt pinning the door closed, the roo suddenly stopped, frowning at the open back door.
"I don't remember leaving that open..." She said, suspiciously, gazing around and peering into the bathroom, then just shrugging. "Eh, musta just been the wind. And speaking of wind..." Roxxie's stomach suddenly rumbled and gurgled alarmingly, before she let out a long, loud blast of gas from her oversized rear, the foul gas spreading all through the surrounding area. Inside the cupboard, the roo's foul gas washed over Texas, who gagged in horror.
"Ahhhh... Better out than in! Just wish I had a certain weasel's face to soak up that gas." The roo said with a devious chuckle, blasting out another, even longer fart following the first. Inside the cupboard, that certain weasel tried to hold her breath for as long as possible in an attempt to stay silent, but it didn't look like the roo was in any hurry to leave the surrounding area, and Texas was running out of air.
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