The Dazzlings were in their room. "We've got everybeast in Redwall eating out of our paws," Aria barked triumphantly.

"Except for five people," said Adagio. "The ones calling themselves the Rainbooms."

"Well, who cares about them?" Sonata said.

Adagio got up in her face. "Fool! If even one animal slips through our net, our whole operation will fall apart. I don't know why these five creatures are immune to our spell, but we can't let them beat us in the contest. We've gotta do everything we can to sabotage them."

Funnily enough, the five friends the Sirens were talking about were gathered in the room directly below them, which was Samkim's bedroom.

Rainbow Dash paced back and forth. "Something's off about those girls."

Joshy nodded. "They're rude to everybeast, an' they fight with each other about the most trivial things in a manner which would put even Guosim shrews to shame! Yet everybeast seems to worship the flippin' ground they walk on. It's as if they put a spell on the Abbeydwellers when they started to sing."

"Well, if their magic is in their music, maybe we need to use the same kind of magic to defeat them," Mara said.

Rainbow Dash hovered excitedly. "You're right. If we win that contest, everyone will see that the Dazzlings aren't so great!"

"So what song are we gonna sing on the first night?" Samkim asked.

"Well, I consider myself a bit of a songwriter, wot wot," said Joshy. "I have a song that might serve."

"Let's 'ear it," said Arula.

Joshy lurched into song.

"I'd give my left ear an' raise a cheer

For a plate of woodland pie,

And as for a puddin', if it was a good un,

I'd give my best right eye.

I'd give a paw to get my jaw

Around a fat fruitcake.

For a dumplin' stew, my tail could go too.

I mean, for goodness sake,

If I saw a pastie, I wouldn't get nasty,

I'd trade it for my nose.

And if I couldn't smell, I'd just say, 'Well,

I'd rather have one of those.'

So, take my heart and leave me that tart,

But my mouth I won't take off,

Because, I plead, it's a mouth I'll need

To eat all that bally scoff!"

When he was finished, he took a bow. Arula clapped, but no one else did. Joshy got mad. "An' what is wrong with that charmin' ditty, may I ask?"

"It's not bad, it's just a little… hare-o-centric?" said Mara.

"It needs to be cooler. Like, 20 percent cooler," said Rainbow Dash. "Maybe we'd better leave the songwriting to me."

"I suppose," Joshy said. But he didn't look very happy.