Melody whistled to herself since she was farting while she was finishing her painting of the music room that she caused to lose its original paint from her reeking poots, with her having placed her rumbling rump into the various instruments that were more worn from tear of her roaring rear using them as extensions of its brapping blaster since she had such a powerful pooter on her ghastly body. "Aww yeah now we're finding the wind to break! I bet whoever attempts to come in here will be surprised by how much the color bounces off the walls with this fresh coat like my thunderous tuba toots!"