Melody farted a huge amount of stinky poots that blasted out of her plump pooter since she had them stuffed within her all day; the ghastly ghost girl felt her stomach growl loudly with every tuba blast of gas that roared out of her rumbling rear with her clenching onto the pillow she was resting on since she was in plenty of pain from not having released her flatulence earlier, with the other ghosts nearby wondering if the pooting Pianissima was going to be all right. "Hnng... it feels like I'm going to end up pooping my pants if I don't let all this reeking air out! That's the last time I willingly try out this mystery cooking the others won't tell me about... it feels like my entire body is on fire from all this farting I'm firing out of me!"