Calder had been excited about the band and had taken it as a personal privilege to be the song writer. While he was sure that Belladonna and Chuppi had fiery, passionate hearts, he puffed up to know that he was the best to write it down. He had already written several epic poems inspired by his one-horned one-and-only. Now he had a team that WANTED him to write songs, which were just big poems, that he had spent the past few nights writing and littering the ground with crumpled wads of paper, causing the leeches to start herding the piles into little forts around his room.

After creating what he proclaimed as "lyrical gold", he raced off to find Chuppi's room. This was just the first stage of the process that would get their message of teenage love through to the world. Now he had to get it translated into the quirky vernacular that Chuppi called Sprain-ish.

The thermos-loving monster was only one floor above his, and he found no problem finding her. It helped that all the signs left hanging on Chuppi's door were a lot lower than the others. He knocked on it, jumping in place as he held his notebook to his chest. He needed her to decide on what song they would sing for the big show. He just had SO many ideas. Not Enough Arms was one he was working on, but Heart in a Jar had a nice beat in his head. Highly Corrosive was catchy, but he wasn't really into the science aspect of it. Hey Monster Mister was probably his favorite, but he was still bouncing around other ideas. He just couldn't decide!

Rippa-Rippa-Rip me! Tell me I'm tasty. Lick-me. Chew-me. Consume me. I want to be yours tonight!

Oh, that was good. Calder quickly jotted that one down.