Melody Pianissima farting was keeping her mind sharp since she was focused on her smelly musical room to be stinky from all the tuba poots she was letting out since her brown notes certainly sounded deep pitched. "Ooh yes~! Now that's the kind of methane music I genuinely want to hear! I can already feel those fresh new stains on my smeared dress!"
Later on Melody left the now reeking room completely filled up with her methane and she was quite content; yet she could keep feeling her stomach growling with her hunger for breaking wind continuing on.
"So gassy today..." Melody said upon fanning the rotten egg scented air emitting out of her brapper. "I'm just (BBLAARRPT) filled to the brim with lovely farts!"