Branch, John Dory, and Clay all sit in different corners of the vault.
JD: Ugh! How long have we been here?
Branch: (looks at him annoyingly) 3 minutes.
Clay: *Burp!*
John and Branch look at Clay.
Clay: What? Better out than in. (smiles)
Branch: That was terrible.
JD: Branch's right. You didn't even do it properly. This is how a man does it. *Buurp!!!*
Branch: That isn't what I meant. What I meant was you're both disgusting idiots.
JD: Okay, like you could do better.
Branch stood up and inhaled.
Branch: *BUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRPPPPPP!!!!*
His brothers were blown away. Literally, they went against the walls.
Branch: Now that's how a man does it! (starts jumping up and down) That's how it's done, son! Yeah!!! *HIC!*
John and Clay snicker.
Branch: What *hic* happ *hic* ening?
Clay: (puts his hand on Branch's shoulder) Looks like you let too much air out, baby bro.
JD: Awwwww! Your hiccups are so adorable!
Branch: Are *hic* not! *hic*
Clay: Don't sweat it, Branch. It's very natural.
JD: Speaking of natural, there's something I gotta let go. (smirks)
Clay and Branch look at each other with worried looks, then bang on the door.
Both: FLOYD!!!
Branch: Help! Open the slide vent!
Floyd walks to the vault.
Floyd: Why? What's got you guys in a tangle?
Clay: Our square headed brother is about to let one slip! You remember how deadly those were back then?! Imagine now!
Floyd: Although I feel bad for you guys, I don't want to smell it either. I'm going back to make dinner for us, see you if you survive!
Both: FLOYD!!!
JD: *Farts loudly* Aaah... see you guys, it wasn't that bad. Guys?
Clay: (fake choking) Can't breathe! Branch? You alive?
Branch: (hard breathing) Barely. You?
Clay: Don't think I'll make it. Tell my story! (pretends to die)
JD: Guys, you're both melodramatic. Now, something that did stink was Branch's diapers. They were literal stink bombs.
Clay: Huh? Can't say which one is worse. (thinks) Yeah, Branch's diapers.
Branch: Hey! Wasn't my fault I was a baby. What was I supposed to do? Hold it in?!
Floyd comes back with dinner and slides it through the slot. Hope you guys survived.
Clay: Barely.
Branch got chicken noodle soup, Clay had a salad, and John Dory ate baby back ribs.
JD: Ugh, so stuffed. Anyone else?
Clay and Branch raised their hands.
Branch: By my calculations, it's almost 7pm. We better get some shut eye.
JD: Yeah.
Clay: Alright.
Branch: N-Night.
Both: Night.