Chapter 2 A Mysterious Rebel Appears

“What do you say?”

“Yeah, I would like that.”

“Great, here’s my number.” Back at the outdoor table of the Ketsuga Burger restaurant, the waiter in training was scribbling down Selene’s phone’s number on his notepad. Finished doing so, he bent his head to the side and noticed the FPD officers returning.

The consumers passed conversation quietly to avoid being scrutinized. “Hey, they’re back.”

“Why so suddenly? Did they forget something?”

“Shush! They’re coming this way.”

[Step! Step! Step!] Officer Hizen followed the scented trail of the faint mephitic aroma until he arrived by Iyana’s and Selene’s table.

“Go-good afternoon officers!” The waiter felt uneasy being so close to the FPD. He hurriedly gave his greeting then backed away from the table.

“Hm?” Taking notice of the officers standing beside her, Selene felt a heavy chill coursing through her spine. ‘Oh no! I thought they had already left. By chance did they hear when I squeezed one out?’ [Ba-dump! Ba-dump!] Her heart was palpitating irregularly. Was she going to be exposed for public indecency?

“Huh.” Iyana recognized the imposing officers’ presence and kept quiet.

[Sniff! Sniff!] Officer Hizen recognized the origin of the toxic scent and gave Selene his austere gaze. Looking down on her with those pernicious eyes, he asked: “Excuse me miss. Did you just fart?”

“Eh?” Selene never expected the officers to be so blunt with their enquiry. It was almost as if they intentionally wanted to embarrass her. [Ba-dump! Ba-dump!] Her eyes stared wide open at Officer Hizen who just spoke to her. Words could not escape her bewildered mouth. The same could not be said for the surrounding consumers though.

[Glance! Glance!] Many inquisitive eyes were fixated on Selene’s table. “What was that I hear about somebody farting?”

“I think they want to know if that pretty lady just passed wind.”

“What? You mean she farted? Damn! And I was so close to their table. Let’s move.” This person got up from his table and retreated from Selene’s proximity. “How vulgar and unwomanly. She’s in big trouble now.”

“Did she really do it in public? That’s against the law. Why can’t the rest of these people just obey the law like servile citizens?”

Officer Hizen stared fixedly at Selene who wasn’t answering his question. “Young miss I asked you a question.” His voice became sternly sonorous. “Did you or did you not just fart?”

Selene made up her mind to lie. She began waving her palms while saying: “No! No! You have the wrong person officers. I would never pass wind in public, right guys.” She looked at Iyana then the handsome waiter to back her claim.

“She didn’t do it, officers. I was standing right here earlier and I didn’t hear nor smell a thing. Swear to god.” The waiter was telling the truth, he didn’t know anything of Selene releasing vapours from her bowels.

“Me neither. How rude of you to accuse my friend!” At that moment. Iyana chipped in and protected Selene’s guilty innocence.

“Mhm, is that so?” Officer Hizen was still at the ready, he gestured for Selene to get up. “Please stand up.”

“W-what for?” Selene was hesitant about getting up. What if they were some vapour residue still circulating in the cushion?

“Cryson.” Officer Hizen called out to one of his subordinates who was eager to please him. “Investigate.”

“Right away, sir!” Cryson was a bit flighty and outspoken. He was one of those officers who would go out of their way to rack up achievements so that he could be recognized by his outstanding colleagues. Officer Cryson stepped forward in a hurry, dragging Selene from around the chair.

“Get up!” After doing this, Cryson took a tiny spray can from his waist that was replete with a transparent catalyst compound. [Spish!] He sprinkled some chemical on the chair and waited for it to turn to vapour.

“What is that officer doing with the chair?” The gathering crowd wondered.

“Oh no! I’m done for!” Thought Selene when she noticed the officer leaning over to inspect the chair which once hosted her undisciplined rump.

[Tweak! Tweak!] Cryson turned a very tiny nob on his Nose Modifier which enhanced his scent of smell. [Sniff! Sniff!] “I see it. It’s faint but I can still…” [Swish!] The chemical compound which he poured on the chair earlier started taking effect. Cryson quickly isolated the lingering vapours on the chair and began sniffing for a poignant aroma. [Sniff!]

“Muaaah!” Suddenly a strong toxic scent punched Cryson into his baby nostrils, forcing him to push away the chair and fall onto the floor.

“What happened?” The misunderstanding crowd spoke up. “Did something small bite that officer’s face?”

“What poisonous insect could have been hiding on that seat? Don’t be ridiculous. It must have been something else.”

“Cryson! Pull yourself together!” Officer Hizen picked up his stunned subordinate from the ground.

“Sorry, sir. Sorry.” After regaining his cool, Cryson pointed at Selene while pinching his nose. “It’s definitely her, sir. She did it! The scent I picked upon just now contained traces of peahen eggs mixed with tomato, garlic, rotten pork, pickle juice, vulva sausage, onions and 7 other unsavoury odours.”

“Onions? Selene, you really did it…?” Iyana started looking at her friend differently. She wasn’t the only one either.

The good-looking waiter stared disgustedly at Selene after receiving this confirmation. [Rip! Rip!] He tore apart the piece of paper that Selene’s number was written on and tossed it at her feet. “I can’t believe I almost fell for your charms. Disgusting wench.”

“No, I…”

“Capture her!” The FPD didn’t give Selene any time to finished her sentence, the officers grabbed her firmly then pinned her face down onto the table. [Boom!]

Selene tried resisting arrest. “No! Wait! I can explain this situation. They gave me onions! I ordered a large Ketsuga burger with no onions but they gave it to me anyway! My stomach doesn’t cope well with onions. Whenever I eat any I tend to pass wind a lot. You see, it wasn’t my fault!”

“How deplorable. That disgusting ponytail wench has no class at all.” The crowd started scolding Selene for not properly controlling her vulgar anus.

“Keep her pinned down!” Officer Hizen positioned himself at Selene’s voluptuous posterior with his Rump Imprisoner held firmly.

Perceiving Officer Hizen coming closer to her butt with the unique truncheon, Selene began hollering out for mercy. “No, not there! Please I beg of you! Don’t use that thing on me!”

“Shut Up and receive your punishment!” Officer Hizen ignored Selene’s banter and thrust out with his truncheon. “Ass lock!”

[Boom!] The moment the tip of Officer Hizen’s Rump Imprisoner contacted Selene’s posterior, it sent out a canvasing mechanism which clamped tightly around her butt cheeks. This mechanism locked down her behind, completely preventing her from passing out any poisonous fumes or solid waste.

“No! Get it off me!” Selene felt extremely uncomfortable with her entire caudal region being restricted. She started behaving frantically and rebellious. “Let go!”

“Take this criminal away!” Officer Hizen showed no leniency for the troubled child. He commanded his subordinates to carry Selene off to lockup.

“No, please! Somebody help me! I’m innocent! Iyana! Iyana!” Selene looked back at her friend who tried reaching out to her but was being blocked by the other officers.

“What’s all this ruckus out here?” Boss Mojo Jojo who just stepped out of the kitchen for a breather witnessed the brewing commotion outside his establishment. The incompetent waiter in training was close by so he asked him what had taken place and he relayed the details of the shocking event. “That young lady farted in my restaurant?”

“Yes and now the FPD is taking her away into lockup. Man, I’m so glad I dodged that beautiful bullet.” The waiter was relieved that he found out early about Selene law-breaking attitude, moreover repulsive demeanour.

“Carry her out front. I have a vehicle waiting close by.” While the FPD were transporting the toxic vapour spreading criminal to the exit of the plaza, a vague silhouette was approaching from above. [Whoosh!]

“Huh?” Officer Hizen noticed a sudden humanoid shadow cast over him and looked above. “That’s…?” he recognized a mountainous butt descending from the sky and dashed out of its landing trajectory.

[Boom!] The moment the vague silhouette’s posterior crashed below, a crater was formed whilst variable sizes of concrete was excavated.

“Officer Hizen! Are you okay?” The other officers came to inspect the dusty scene.

“What happened here?”

“Something-something fell from the sky!” Officer Hizen picked himself up from the ground and took a gander at the dust cloud surrounding the crater. “In there. There’s something.” [Sniff! Sniff!] Officer Hizen used his keen sense of smell to peel away the mystery from the vague silhouette hiding inside the dust cloud.

[Whoosh!] When the rest of the dust cloud was finally carried off by the passing wind, Officer Hizen spotted a petite mask figure garbed in dark long cloak. [Sniff! Sniff!] “That ass smells familiar… could it be…?”

[Swoosh!] All of a sudden, the vague silhouette tossed away its covering. A curvy body belonging to a seductive female was revealed underneath. Other than the black face-mask which concealed her identity, most of her other body parts were donned in revealing clothing. She wore an exposed top, showing off a majority of her belly skin and short shorts equipped with holsters for numerous canisters. Couple strands of her pubic hair were also visible. From the fierce look in her eyes, one could tell that she wasn’t to be trifled with.

“Huh?” Officer Hizen glanced down at the cloak which was tossed at his feet. He recognized the insignia that was etched into it. There was a stylishly drawn ‘F' situated between two bubbly ass cheeks. “I recognized this pattern. It is the rebellious symbol of the renowned Fahtiers!”

“You lie! Seriously?” Upon hearing this, the extras in the background started spreading wild gossip. “That sexy chick is a part of the Fahtier rebels?”

“Hey, somebody please enlighten me. Who are these infamous Fahtiers?”

“You mean you’ve never heard of them? Any person watching the news recently should be aware. They are after all very famous. Here, check it out.” This person showed his tablet device to another curious background extra.

“They are a rebellious organization that constantly oppose the FPD commandments that were established by the world’s government. They first surfaced out of nowhere 5 years ago when a teenage boy who had CFD (Constant Fart Disorder) was given capital punishment for farting at the governor’s daughter graduation ceremony.”

Selene who was absorbed in the catastrophe overheard the crowd gossiping and thought to herself: “I faintly remember hearing something about that incident. So this girl is with the same organisation that prevented that little boy’s execution. Cool.”

“Here, take my hand. Quickly!” While Selene was engrossed in her thoughts, the masked female rebel offered her helping hand.

“Alright.” As soon as Selene accepted the mysterious grasp, it pulled her in closer. “What are you…?”

“Stay still.” The mysterious rebel forced Selene into her warm embrace, moreover, she began perusing her soft groping hands across the rough corners of the Rump Imprisoner which was keeping Selene’s butt captive. [Crank! Crank!] “I almost got it.” She interacted with the thin rotating nodes on the Rump Imprisoner. Soon after, she inputted the release codes which disabled the imprisoning device.

[Crumble!] The Rump Imprisoner folded into a reusable ball as it fell to the ground. [Stamp!] It was then stepped on by the mysterious rebel, completely squashing its moment of glory.