"Peeyew! Did someone sneak roadkill in here?" Melody playfully asked while farting loud tuba poots with giggles, fanning her smelly rear that was pooting to such a disgusting degree it caused the various musical instruments to begin somehow melting alongside the peeling paint in her music room. "Oh wait; That's just my ghostly booty."
The other ghosts were more than careful enough to not wanting to be in the same area as the poot powered Pianissima who was quite too good at producing her under thunder.
"Come on you all know you really want to sniff this stinky cacophony up!"