Melody enjoyed the snow that was somehow appearing in her music room due to using her ghastly gas to change the way the haunted mansion ordered its spooky rooms with her bassy farts emitted out of her ghost rear through the tuba she was comfortably sitting within because she watched the musical toots flow into the cold winter night with her waving goodbye to it as a double way of fanning her stink. "Oh I am going to miss these brown notes; they really match the powdered snow that's barely going right through me!"
Later on while exploring the mansion that she filled up with her stinky tunes Melody looked around to see if any of her other ghost pals would be present but it turns out that they all immediately disappeared because none of them had the strength to resist the pooting power that Melody belted out with her being quite determined to continue floating around.
"Aww it kinda stinks that the others don't want to be around me." Melody said to herself with a frown upon turning it into a smile since she fanned her raunchy toots right up to her face to get a sniff. "Oh well, I can manage to keep myself entertained with my flatus like I always had!"