The next morning, Cinnamon is at her bedroom sleeping in her bed with her sleeping blanket that covers the majority of her body from toe up towards her neck...almost. Seeping beside her is her...well, stuffed animal. A stuffed animal in the form of a puppy. She got the stuffed animal when she was little and she's still sleeping with it ever since, even when she's a teenager now. Did I tell you already? No? Well, apologizes for not telling you that she has a stuffed animal until now.

Anyway, Cinnamon is sleeping with her stuffed puppy after a night of evil creature hunting, in this case, a night in which she has been defeated by The Baroillain. She has since feeling better a few hours later as she slept through the whole night and into the early morning. At this point, she's supposed to be waken up by an alarm clock as she usually does. But instead she got woken by this:

"HEY CINNAMON!" Cinnamon's mom shouted as she went upstairs to the upper level with a voice so fucking loud that it can be heard all the way to Cinnamon's room.

When Cinnamon hears her mom just shouting, even barely from all the way from the upstairs, she sighs in frustration as she toss and turn her body around as she didn't like being woken up by a loud voice of her name being called or something.

"CINNAMON IT'S TIME TO WAKE YOUR SLEEPY ASS UP!" Cinnamon's mom continues to shout in the upper level hall as she walks quickly towards her daughter's bedroom door. "YOUR SLEEPY ASS HAS BEEN SLEEPING LONG ENOUGH SO WAKE YOUR SLEEPY ASS UP OR ELSE I'LL KNOCK YOUR SLEEPY-ASS OUT!"

Cinnamon sighed again, with her eyes slowly shut tight as she hears her mom's voice louder and louder as her mom's currently near her bedroom door.

Cinnamon's mom is currently hearing silence as she already placed both hands on both of her hips, waiting for a response out of her daughter.

Then....

"Hey mom...," a different voice said.

Cinnamon's mom tilted her head towards her right.

It's Cinnimon, Cinnamon's little sister (and yes, that’s little sister Cinnimon with an I, if you’re still confused), who is walking towards her mom with her light pink-colored pajamas that has dark pink-colored polka dots on it.

"Yeah," Cinnamon's mom said to Cinnimon.

"Can you fix my hair for me?" Cinnimon asked.

"Is your hair messy?" Cinnamon's mom asked.

"Well I don't know, my hair looked fine when I go to bed but when I woke up, my hair looks like this," Cinnimon said as she points her finger at her hair, which, in current state, is a bedhead.

"Oh don't worry sweetie," Cinnamon's mom said as she shifted her body towards her right, fully glancing at Cinnimon downward. "I'll fix you hair," she said as she walks past her and head into the upper level bathroom, whose door is wide opened. As she went into the bathroom, she takes out a brush and a comb before she exits out of the bathroom and head back into the upper level hall. She reach back towards Cinnimon, she turns back around, facing her and start brushing and combing her hair.

Meanwhile at the same time back at Cinnamon's bedroom, Cinnamon continues to sleep and not wake up. She then shifted her body again, this time currently laying on her stomach with her stuffed puppy being tucked closer towards her chest with both of her hands holding it.

"Man I need to pass gas right fucking now," she said as she feels something funny inside her body that she had to released right out of her butthole.

That funny turns out to be, you know, a fart; she then starts RIPPING A SUPER VERY STRONG-ASS AND SUPER SMELLY-ASS SILENT BUT DEADLY FART that not only stinking up the entirety of her bedroom but also BREEZES everything withing the fart's radius as well, causing her sleeping blanket to be breezed upward off of her body for less then fifteen seconds and the curtains to be breezed upward off of the windows as well as most of her things in her bedroom slowly shaking until the sheer force of her fart slowly stopped. But the sheer smell of it is lingering through her bedroom.

"Man, much better," she said as she breathes a sigh of relief.

Back at the upper level hall, Cinnamon's mom had finished brushing and combing her little daughter's hair as she placed the comb onto the brush.

Cinnimon stares around all the time while her hair had been combed and brushed.

"There," Cinnamon's mom said to Cinnimon as she holds the handler of the brush with her right hand while lowering her body so she glance at Cinnimon upfront. "Your hair looks good as new."

"Thanks mom," Cinnimon said before she made an about face and walks away. She then heads downstairs.

Cinnamon's mom stands up as she watches Cinnimon heading downstairs. She then shifted her body back towards Cinnamon's bedroom door upfront. She then clenched her right fist and knocked on the door. "CINNAMON, WAKE YOUR SLEEPY ASS UP!" she shouted at her.

Back at Cinnamon's bedroom, Cinnamon is still having her eyes shut with her stuffed puppy still hugged onto her chest as she hears her mom's shouting voice again.

"YOUR SLEEPY ASS MUST BE AWAKEN!" Cinnamom's mom shouts again.

Cinnamon shifted her body towards sideways once again, this time towards her right side as she still didn't get up nor even say a word to her mom.

After no response from her big daughter, Cinnamon's mom touches the door knob with her right hand and twisted towards the left, making the deadbolt pushing itself inside the mortise lock and out of the lip in the process. She then opens the door before she lets go off of the doorknob, making the deadbolt pushed out. Once she opened the door, she had entered the room.

"CINNAMON HOW MANY----." Cinnamon's mom suddenly stops as she immediately starting to smell the stinkyness that had immediately gone through her nostrils the moment she had just entered her big daughter's bedroom. "HOLY SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT FUCKING SMELL!" she asked herself while exchanging her disgust look on her face as she start fanning her nose.

"Wha, what?" Cinnamon said as she pull her head out of her pillow with her eyes started to slightly open. "What smell?" she asked, apparently pretending that there's no 'smell' in her bedroom so that she can avoid being caught farting by her mom, which is, um, already started to backfire.

"CINNAMON, DID YOU JUST FART?!" Cinnamon's mom asked as she stopped fanning her nose.

"What?!" Cinnamon asked as she fully opened her eyes and glanced at her mom.

"DID YOU JUST FART?!" Cinnamon's mom asked again.

"Umm...no," Cinnamon said, apparently lying as she tries her attempt to get away with her fart and cited that the smell is not a fart and came from something else. Maybe her sleeping blanket or something.

But Cinnamon's mom wouldn't believe a word Cinnamon had just said as she had smelled the same similar smell several times. She then starts taking a few steps closer towards her big daughter's bed. She then titled her head closer towards her big daughter's sleeping blanket and sniffed; she's not actually sniffing the blanket of course, she's sniffing her big daughter’s butt which is inside the blanket along with most of her big daughter’s body.

Cinnamon reacts with slight horror as she slightly widen her eyebrows and slightly opened her jaw. "Holy shit," she said it quietly as she moves her eyes away from her mom.

Cinnamon's mom then tilted her head backward, away from the sleeping blanket and straightened her up upfront while glancing at her big daughter.

Cinnamon then stares at her mom again, still in slight horror.

"SMELLS LIKE YOU'RE LAYING ROTTEN EGGS OUT OF YOUR BIG SMELLY ASS!" Cinnamon's mom shouted. "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU NOT FARTED?!"

"What?!" Cinnamon asked.

"DID YOU FORGOT TO SHOWER?!" Cinnamon's mom asked "OR DID YOUR SMELLY-ASS BUTT SAT ON SOMETHING SMELLY-ASS AS SHIT?!"

"Well....," Cinnamon said. She then starts to admit after her attempt to not being caught failed. "Okay I did farted," she said.

"YOU DID FARTED?!" Cinnamon's mom shouted.

"Yeah," Cinnamon said.

Cinnamon's mom then pull the sleeping blanket, fans her nose for more than a second before she starts SLAPPING Cinnamon's buttocks with her right hand four times in quick speed.

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"OW! OW! OW! OW!," Cinnamon shouted as she got butt-slapped.

After that, Cinnamon's mom pulls her right hand away from her big daughter's buttocks.

"What the fuck is that for?" Cinnamon asked.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT FOR?!" Cinnamon's mom asked as if Cinnamon is asking her a question.

"Yeah," Cinnamon said.

"FOR TRYING TO COVER YOUR FUCKING ASS!" Cinnamon's mom said. "DON'T FUCKING EVER COVER YOUR FUCKING ASS EVER FUCKING AGAIN!"

Cinnamon sighs. "Yes, mom," she said.

"NOW HAVE YOU SET YOUR ALARM CLOCK?!" Cinnamon's mom asked.

"Yeah I did," Cinnamon said.

"WELL HOW COME YOU STILL IN BED?!" Cinnamon's mom asked. "IT'S ALMOST TWENTY MINUTES BEFORE SCHOOL!"

Cinnamon then glanced at her alarm clock. Her alarm clock was supposed to go off at 6:30am; it is now 6:50am. "Oh shit," she reacts as she quickly jumped out of her bed, walk away from her mom and quickly exit out of her room.

"YEAH OH SHIT IS RIGHT!" Cinnamon's mom shouted "I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOUR FUCKING ALARAM CLOCK BUT ALL I KNOW THAT YOUR ALARM CLOCK DIDN'T BEEP AS FUCK SO THAHT MEANS YOU HAVE JUST OVERSLEPT!" She then exit out of her daughter’s bedroom as well.

Cinnamon then heads downstairs....while wearing her underwear bra and pansy, and heads into the lower level hall before she goes into the eat-in kitchen, where her little sister Cinnimon is already eating her breakfast while her dad, shirtless and only wearing a pink-colored brief, is in front of the stove doing some of his awesome culinary skills.

"Good morning big sis," Cinnimon said.

Cinnamon didn't say a word to her little sister as she then take an empty chair, scooch it backward before she sat down on the empty chair and scooch back in forward. There, she's currently sitting besides Cinnimon towards her right and in front of a plate of her breakfast that is probably getting cold by the time she got there.

Cinnamon's dad then glanced over his shoulder while still having the flying saucer on his right hand and notice that Cinnamon had just arrived.

"Oh good morning Cinnamon," he said as he glanced back towards the currently frying pan.

"Good morning dad," Cinnamon said as she starts taking a bite out of her breakfast.

"I see you got woken up late this morning," he said.

"That's because my alarm clock didn't go off," she said.

"Did you set your alarm clock?" he asked as he glanced at her and the frying pan back and forth.

"Yeah," he said.

"So maybe your alarm clock maybe having some technical difficulties this morning," he said.

"Why in the world does my alarm clock would be having some technical difficulties?" she asked.

"Well...," he pauses as he thought for a moment.

"My alarm clock had always go off every freaking morning," she pointed out before taking another bite of her breakfast.

There was silence for less than a few seconds.

Then her dad opened his mouth again. "Maybe it needs a change of battery...," he said while glancing at her again. "...or something," he said before he glanced back at the frying pan.

Cinnamon went quiet as she take yet another bite

Cinnamon's mom then went into the eat-in kitchen. "Hey Cayden," she said, referring to her husband, aka Cinnamon and Cinnimon's dad.

Cinnamon's dad, whose name is now revealed to be Cayden, glanced over his shoulder at her while still cooking on the currently frying pan.

"I'm going to work now," she said.

"You're going to work?" he asked.

"Yeah," she said.

"Already?" he asked.

"Yeah," she repeated as she walked a few steps closer towards the dinning table while glancing at him. "There's an evil creature on the loose, so I had to go to work right now."

"Alright," he said as he glanced back at his cooking. "Good luck stopping that evil creature then."

"Okay, thank you," she said as she walked towards Cinnamon. "STAY OUT OF TROUBLE!" she warned her. "OR ELSE I'LL WHOOP YOUR ASS OUT!"

Cinnamon sighs. "I will," she said.

"GOOD," Cinnamon's mom said before she kisses Cinnamon on the cheek.

Cinnamon immediately smiles afterwards before taking yet another bite.

Cinnamon's mom then walked towards Cinnimon and say the same thing but in a much softer voice. "Stay out of trouble, alright," she said to Cinnimon with a slight smile on her face.

"Okay, mom," Cinnimon said.

Cinnamon's mom then kisses Cinnimon on the cheek before she starts walking away from the dinning table. "Have you two a good morning and early afternoon," she said to both Cinnamon and Cinnimon said.

"You too," Cinnamon said before taking yet another bite.

"Bye mom," Cinnimon said as she waved her hand at her mom.

Afterwards, Cayden, now Cinnamon's dad's name, had brought a plate of his own big-ass breakfast to the dinning table and sat on an empty seat facing Cinnamon and Cayden upfront as he had finished cooking.

"You just eating breakfast now?" Cinnimon asked.

"Yeah, girl," Cayden said.

"Okay," Cinnimon said as she took another bite.

"So how's your evil creature hunting come along, big girl?" he asked Cinnamon.

"Last night?" Cinnamon asked.

"Yeah," he said.

"Well...good...and then not good," she said.

"What happened?" he asked.

"I got defeated by an evil creature," she said.

"And who's the evil creature you're talking about?" he asked.

"Well it's a female and her name is The Baroillain," she said.

"The Baroillain?" he asked.

"Yeah," she said.

Cinnamon and her dad Cayden spent a few minutes discussing about The Baroillain and her determination and pursuit to defeat this evil creature as much as humanly possible.

Then as they talk, Cinnamon then moves her right arm inward towards her chest as she glanced at her watch. She then quickly widen her eyebrows and opened her jaw she quickly found out that time is starting to run out for her.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"Um...time's the matter," she said before she quickly finishing the rest of her breakfast with SLIGHT SPEED. "Ahh," she said before... "BURRRRRP!" ....she emits a VERY STRONG-ASS BURP out of her mouth.

He quickly titled his face away from his big daughter and downward towards his left as the sheer force of her burp BREEZES him.

At the same time, Cinnimon quickly tilted her head downward towards her right as she tries to avoid being hit by the sheer force of her big sister's burp.

Less than seconds later, Cinnamon's burp had dissipated as she closed her mouth. "Excuse me," she said before she quickly jumped out of her seat and start moving away.

Cinnimon titled her head back upfront.

"Whoa girl," he said to Cinnamon as he start fanning his nose with his left hand. "You better cover your mouth next time," he said as he tilted his head back upfront.

"Sorry, my bad," she said without looking at him as she quickly head upstairs.

"That's okay," he said.

More seconds later, Cinnamon is already in the bathroom, trying to brush her teeth as quick as possible. She had already put her dark blue skinny jeans over her sleeping underwear pansy. Yeah, apparently she doesn't have time to change from her sleeping underwear to proper underwear. Anyway, with little time to spare, she has no time to fix her hair nor even put on makeup. As she spits out the worn out toothpaste out of her mouth, she then RIPS A VERY POWERFUL-ASS FART that not only BREEZES the shower curtains but also BLOWS OUT all of the shower and hair products out off of the tub frame and into the basin, creating a scattered pile in the process.

She then glanced over her right shoulder as she stops farting to see that she made a mess in the bathtub. She then quickly put her toothbrush on the right side of the bathroom sink and quickly start cleaning up the mess as quick as possible. Once she puts back the shower products where they belong.

Afterwards, she then quickly returned to the bathroom sink and starts rinsing her mouth with water and spits them out. She then rinse off her toothbrush before she turns off the faucet. She then quickly head out of the bathroom and into her bedroom, leaving the bathroom door open. Enough that when Cinnimon walk back upstairs and went back to the upper level, she start to smell the smell of her big sister's fart coming out of the bathroom.

Yes, the sheer force of Cinnamon's fart had already dissipated.

No, the sheer smell of her fart had not. In fact, thanks to Cinnamon not turning on the vent nor closing the bathroom door, her fart will linger across the upper level hall.

"Eww Cinnamon, you just farted," Cinnimon said as she stops walking and starts fanning her nose with her right hand.

"What?" Cinnamon asked, pausing herself while glancing at the opened bedroom door as she can hear her little sister through the opened bedroom door. She had already put on and tying the knots of her pair of white-and-grey sneakers. She didn't see her but she does hear her.

"You just farted," Cinnimon repeated.

"Yeah sorry, you gonna have to deal with it," Cinnamon said before she resumed her knot-tying.

"Deal with it?" Cinnimon asked as she stops fanning her nose.

"Yeah," Cinnamon said. "The fart won't bother you."

"It won't bother me?" Cinnimon asked.

"Yeah," Cinnamon said.

"Well guess what? Guess fucking what?" Cinnimon said. "If I fart, and my fart is on you, well you gonna have to deal with it as well. So my question is will my fart bother you?"

"Well absolutely yes," Cinanmon said as she finishes tying her shoelace

"Oh okay so does that mean you would stop farting when I am around?" Cinnimon said.

"First of all, Cinnimon, I didn't intend to fart when you're around," Cinnamon said.

"Yeah you're right," Cinnimon said as she nods. "But you left the bathroom door open with fartness filling into my nose."

"Well sorry little sis, I had to fart," Cinnamon said.

"You just had to fart, huh?" Cinnimon said.

"I got gas that kept building up and I think that I still have gas that will build up," Cinanmon said.

"Well then maybe you should try Fartfighter for Women," Cinnimon suggested.

"Fartfighter for Women?" Cinnamon asked.

"Yep," Cinnimon said.

"Bullshit," Cinnamon said.

"No this is not bullshit, big sis," Cinnimon said. "There is in fact a FartFighter for women."

"Really?" Cinnamon asked.

"Yes, really," Cinnimon said as she nodded her head.

If you don't know what Fartfighter is, it's a softgel medicine that fights all the gas from releasing it through our buttholes. As far as I know, Fartfighter only works for boys and men. I know it's weird that a product that cues human gas only works for males. (For the record though, I bring Fartfighter with me almost every day wherever I go, especially school. So when my insides are about to burst, I just take a tablet and my insides are no longer in danger of bursting.) But now I heard that they're making Fartfighter for the opposite sex called Fartfighter for Women. Even though Fartfighter for Women only does much for, um, women than the original Fartfighter does for men, I still called it (bringing Fartfighter to females) progress.

Now back to the scene.

"But---," Cinnamon was about to ask her how does she know it but then quickly realizes that time's is off the essence that she needs to go out of the house right now. She kiss her teeth. "You know what, I can hold my gas as strong as I can," she said before she quickly went towards the closet.

"Oh you think you can hold your gas strong as shit?" Cinnimon asked.

Cinnamon takes out a random shirt out of the closet without it to see if it's perfect for her to wear it for the day.

"Because I can hear that you pass gas more than you holding it in," Cinnimon continued.

"Cinnimon I don't want to hear you no more," Cinnamon said as she takes the random shirt out of the hanger and puts it on over most of her upper body.

"Why?" Cinnimon asked.

"Because I'm late, alright," Cinnamon said.

"Oh, you're late," Cinnimon said. "My bad." She then quiet her mouth and starts walking past her big sister's bedroom and enter her own bedroom.

Afterwards, Cinnamon got dressed - despite her ponytail hair not being combed and brushed - and grabs her pink-colored purse and carry it over her right shoulder with her right hand holding onto the purse’s handles before she starts exiting out of her messy room. And yes her room is kinda messy, that's how she likes it that way.

She then exit out of the house and head out.