"I don't get it!" Flandre Scarlet barked in jealously since her flaming farts didn't seem to compare to the ghastly ghost girl's gas. "How is it that you can manage to be so musical yet I can't?"
"Because I'm making a methane melody...!" Taunted the pooting Pianissima while she playfully wafted the rotten eggy air emitting from her ghostly rear. "You simply can't compare to the music prowess I have in my possession!"
This obviously burnt Flandre up inside and she fired her fire attacks at Melody only for herself to be caught on flames by virtue of all the flatus present. "Aiyie! I hate it so much...!"
"Tell you what; I'll let you try and challenge me to a music guessing thing since you can't beat me at conducting such stinky melodies." Pianissima pointed out with a smelly smirk since she casually floated in the air with her winking while she kept ripping ass. "How about it?"
"Oh I guess so..." Flandre pouted with her shaking her arms while she tried to make her toots sound deeper than they really were. "But you better mean it!"