DAY FOUR



Luna: Well, this our last night together before the show, and I know that none of you dudes and dudedettes improved since we began



*Cuts to Leni with a tuba on her head*



Leni: *echoes in the tuba* Helloooooo



Luna: But I have a theory, people talk loud with wanna when they wanna act smart right?



Flip: Correct!!!!



Luna: So if we play loud, people might think we're good! Everybody ready?!

*everyone readys their instruments* And a-one, and a-two, and a-one, two, three, four



*everyone plays their instruments so ear piercing and bleeding badly that the windows in the building break, cuts back to Luna, who looks motionless, her hair blown back and messy, and her shirt ripped, revealing her stomach, and her baton breaks in half*



Luna: *stunned* Ok dudes and dudettes, new theory, maybe we should play so quietly, no one can hear us