Discordia: Turn on the Lights.by overlord-flinxChaptersHistory: Laugh with me!Act 1: Morning In Ponyville... Why are we singing?Act 2: Why does yonder window break light?Interlude 1: What show doesn't have one?Act 3: Villain songs can produce whip-lash.Part 5: Abusing A Perfect Opportunity.Intermission 1: Everyone needs a break.Part 6: A producer can sing!Act 4: The One No one watches.History: Laugh with me!Comedy has existed since-- BUCK THAT! If we're writing this, I'm making the rules and telling the story my way! Look... Just let me finish the history section. Please? If we don't get through the history, no one will understand a single thing going on in this entire story. What's to get? I'm Dis-bucking-cord! I wrote the rule book than used it as toilet paper after I ate beans and cauliflower! This is my time to shine! Regardless that I am humoring you enough to go through with all of this, I still have rules I wish to follow. My first rule is that we set up the basis of the premise that the next events are set around. ...Fine... Do whatever. I'm gonna go put Pip in the laundry basket and drag him around. Why? Are you gonna stop me? No, but-- Then I'm doin' it. Annoying little... Where was I? Oh, yes... Since the birth of chaos, laughter has also existed. One could debated which occurred first: calamity or comedy. Many of which who debate it would be classified as 'stuff-shirts' or 'man-likers'; but I digress. To laugh is to acknowledge something that has caught your eyes, of course. Furthermore, laughter is contagious. Some would say laughter is a disease in this way... I would agree with that. However, I do not agree because laughter is harmful; but rather because, like a disease, laughter does come from a foreign, uncontrolled source that thrives on spreading the plague. This source, is Discord. In the very center of all chaos, calamity, lack of sense, or anything relating to any of those will always be Discord. And, it always has been since he was brought into this world. How was he brought into this world? History states he was the amalgamation of unbridled 'discord' brought together by some mighty being seeking a way to contain all the chaos through it. However... I stand by the theory that I am dead, this is the afterlife, and Discord is the embodiment of all the sins I have done in my life to forever torment me in my eternal afterlife. This is just a theory though... But it would all make sense if it were true. Moving on, ironic or however you wish to put it, Discord was given life on April first: April Fools' Day. Granted, no one can prove that's true or not; so his word on that is all we have. Again, it would all make sense if it were true. Now, I will grant Discord one thing and one thing only: he controls himself. Discord by all accounts has unmeasurable stretches of power. He could twist time, warp reality, even turn gravity to gravel if he wanted. Yet, he doesn't. To him, I deduce he finds doing that 'un-fun' or 'too easy'. Creativity is Discord's greatest tool, perhaps. Honestly, I would prefer his creative tricks over him doing real danger. However, this brings me to a dreadful point... His birthday in question. You see, on this day, Discord figuratively unclasps his limiters and lets his power take a full force for a single day; regularly with only one constant to it. Example; last year, Discord turned all of Equestria into an aquatic biosphere for a whole day. In addition to that, he turned all the ponies and creatures within the area into marine versions of their original forms. The point that I am trying to make is that Discord lets all his power go once a year for one joke to put it simply. It is also on that day that no one tries to make him stop with too much effort. Why? Simple; the collective believes that it is better for him to have his fun on one day out of the year instead of having him be a complete menace the entire year. Crude, but effective. However, we now reach the crux and purpose of our gathering here today... In exactly one minute, it shall be Discord's birthday. Now, Discord and I have come upon an agreement between one another in the case of his birthday. I agree to not aggressively dismiss anything he does and will in fact take part in his games willingly, in exchange for him leaving my swarm out of it. A simple solution. And, in only a few more seconds, the time will come to pass. My heart and mind twist and turn with pain as I begin to think what horrors he will inflict this year... Pippy~~! Yes, cap'n, my cap'n? I have kept you up all night and have been dragging you around in that basket for one reason. You're a smart little pony. So tell me why. Hm? Guess. Is it because it's your birt'day, Cap'n? Right! Ding-ding-ding! You win! Wanna know what your prize is? Yeah! Your prize is that you get to pick what I do this year. For the past year or so of you living under my tail, I've raised you to be as mischievous as me. And, even if your mother doesn't know it, she's been teaching you how to be as cruel as her. Now, I know you're a cute little bundle of sweetness... But make papa proud on his birthday. Just this once. Hmmm... Gotta be something... Water's been done... Can't do anyt'ing too mean... Nopony gets hurt... Hmmm... I got it! Tell me, tell me, tell me! Everybody loves a musical, righ'? That they do... So... Why not 'ave all of Equestria sing? Smart boy! But-- No-No-No! There's more. 'Aving all of Equestria sing at once wouldn't be fun on the ears. So... What if ya' put a spell on everybody so that whenever they get 'it by light, they'll start ta' sing? ...Makers... That's brilliant! And we'll record it! Yeah! Than we'll show 'em all when it's done! We'll call it "Discordia: Turn on the Lights"! That's a bugger title, cap'n... ...It's perfect... When do we start? Oh, sweetie... We started halfway into when you were talking... I already started the spell! Oh you. Act 1: Morning In Ponyville... Why are we singing?Take out a bucket of popcorn and pull up a seat... The show's about to begin. 'Ow do you know? Because in about two minutes, the sun will be up. Yeah? Yes... And, looking down at Ponyville now, I see a nice little collection of ponies for a striking chorus to start our show. 'Ow do they know what song ta' sing? The spell I put on everyone naturally taps into their inner thoughts and feelings, projecting them to everyone else to sing in a fine -non copy-written- song. Oh... Than who sings the main lines? Oh-ho-ho, Pippy... Important character status. ...What? You'll know when you're--SHOW TIME! Though sunrise hadn't yet risen to Ponyville, the dusk hue of budding morning gave a scant light to the steadily growing town life in the streets of Ponyville. Young colts and fillies darting around to get a few minutes of fun in before class; traders doing some early business; and just the common pony going out for a brisk run in the dew of the starting morning. For awhile, all seemed quiet and peaceful in this little village. Made all the more tranquil by the shimmer of the sun coming over the hill and casting rays of light through the cracks in the alleyways of the city and the open streets. Seeing the light of morning coming upon them, the ponies of Ponyville had a feeling this April first would be--April first? From the library in the core of Ponyville stepped Twilight Sparkle into the starting morning. The spring air graced to her coat and she let out a satisfied sigh. When she looked around, seeing the sunlight starting to touch against the busy ponies of the morning, she brought a smile onto herself and took her first step into the morning light as well. In Song? Original: Bonjuor - Beauty and the Beast Performed: Twilight Sparkle and the Townsponies Ponyville, such stable village, Not a day seems all too long, Ponyville, with its little ponies--wait a sec; why am I in--? Twilight looked around herself, eyeing the other ponies down as they did the same to her. One pony opened their mouth to say something, but instead... In song? Then another from behind a stand... In song? A batch of ponies covered their mouths with swift hooves, trying to stop themselves. However, three little fillies weren't so quick to covering up... In song? In song? In song? No pony made a move... Except Twilight as she glanced around and narrowed her eyes. "Alright... spontaneous singing... It's April First..." It didn't take a genius to piece together what was going on. And, regretfully, Twilight couldn't stop herself from voicing her conclusion out-loud. Here goes that trickster's games as always. With his usual fun and lousy shtick. Year by year, the same. With only one to blame, For the horror on this innocent, quaint little town. With every word she sang, she tried to piece her mind together to figure out why she was singing now and not when she was in her house. It was only a guess, but she took her first thought and sprang for the nearest house she could get into; Sugar Cube Corner. When she clacked her hooves to the wood inside, she opened her mouth slowly and let out a slow 'ahhh'. With no real rise or lower to it than what she wanted, she smiled. "Alright... So it has to do with staying inside a house or something related to that..." Twilight muttered to herself. As she caught her mind and absorbed who's house she jumped into for safety, Twilight felt herself lose a little tension. "Well... Discord never goes on for more than a day with this. So, I may as well get comfortable here," She spoke to herself again, "If anything, being stuck in a bakery isn't the worst--" However, as she calmed herself, she noticed the lights in the kitchen were on along with constant thumping as if something was being thrown against the ground in there. Twilight peaked over the counter to try and get a better look, groaning with bubbling rage as she looked at the sight. Deliver This Original: Deliver Us - Prince of Egypt Performed: Pinkie Pie and the Twins Lard... A barrel slammed against the floor of the kitchen as two little ponies looked off from the side with giddy little claps with their hooves. Sugar... A sack followed the barrel and made a puff of white clouds go into the air. Yeast... A package in a square flopped on top of the sack before it, putting more puffs to the air. Flour... When another sack landed to the collection that was gathering, the two baby ponies giggled more and gave pointing hooves to Pinkie Pie. "FASTER!" They cheered her on. Lard... ta' cook... Sugar... and pour... Yeast... you'll raise up... Flour... Watching Pinkie tirelessly work every ingredient she was gathering, Pumpkin Cake and Pound Cake giggled even more and bounced on the counter. "FASTER!" With the stir of the whisk as my mixer, And a dash of some salt in the bowl, Celestia, my-oh-my, I shall not tell a lie: This taste great, Now to the crate; Pinkie Pie flipped a bunch of pastries and other assorted makings from the kitchen into delivery crates before pushing them all one at a time to the backdoor. Deliver this, For them all, Deliver this, Big and small, Checked them all, not an order missed, Deliver this, Thirty minutes or less, Deliver this, to start the new list. Laying her head against the counter, Twilight Sparkle groaned in her defeat. "Alright... So it's not about staying inside..." Act 2: Why does yonder window break light?Well that was entertaining. Glad ta' 'ear it, Cap'n! But let's see how Canterlot's doing, hm? Luna? Wooo! Yes-yes, we'll see if Luna's singing... This will be toppers! Uh-huh, bangers and mash and all that... Ponyville had become a storm of musical numbers and tap-dance routines in a matter of hours. Truly, a horrible sight. Even more so considering the curse had nothing to do with choreography. But, high above in Canterlot, all seemed relatively calm inside the dimly and rarely castle's halls. But no area more darker than Princess Luna's bed chamber. Being the ruler of the night, she preferred to sleep in the morning so as to have more energy in the morning. But, the sun being so bright, she would close her drapes and shut out all light from her room. Much to her shame, she was a very light sleeper. Nevertheless, there she slept in blissful peace; ignorant of the affairs outside. Knickers, she's out cold... Hm. That's no fun... Pip, give me that brick there. This one? Why? Soft breathes parted between Luna's dark lips as she remained blissful in her--CRASH! All at once, Luna's drapes flew open along with shards of glass and a thick brick leading the charge. As sunlight bled into the princess' room, she snapped her eyes open in shock while clamming to her hooves. Frightened as she scrambled out of her bed to analyze the situation, she looked out her broken window. At first, her heart pounded hard against her chest out of her fear... But that soon steadied into a rhythmic aggression when she looked to the calendar resting beside her window. In the Haunt of the Day Original: In the Dark of the Night - Anastasia Performed: Princess Luna and the Guards. In the castle of Canter there's an unspoken law, This act breaks it as far as I see -- It brought me into the day, The one time I allow to lay! Now I see here, This act was done by he! Luna swung herself around in rage, using the spark of magic from her horn to send the door leading to the castle hall to fly open. Glass shards cracked under her storming hooves as she moved across her room and left into the lit hallway. Her guards standing watch on either side of her room looked at her with surprise, but said nothing and allowed her to continue to storm down the hall. Thy power was once feared by all ponies, (Woo-Ah-Woo.) When my eyes were cleared I saw my fault, (Woo-Ah-Woo!) My efforts are to now stay, To keep my anger at bay, Discord be cursed, You called my assault! In the haunt of the day nightmares will hunt them, In the haunt of the day, awakened 'fore dusk, Ohh~~ Oh how will he feel...? When his nightmares are real? In the haunt of the day-- ...She doesn't sound too 'appy, does she? Oh, come now. She's just being a sourpuss about being woken up, having a window broken, and getting stuck with a villain song. I don't know... Do you think we went to far? No... Down below in Canterlot castle's garden, Princess Luna had managed to storm her way out with her amassed personal guard close behind her. Her eyes looked to the bright sky above, hatred filling her sleep filled eyes. Even still, her wings sprang open and signaled her night guards to stand at attention around her. Out from under Luna's hooves, a cloud of gathering and building black smoke started to fill the garden. Rise my vassals, Come to thy master, Blind this horrid curse! One by one, each guard took to the sky with fiercely flapping bat-wings. As each one soon took to the sky, the sunlight over the castle gradually became more and more blocked out; casting a massive shadow over Canterlot. Darken light, Soon hunt down the caster. In the haunt of the day... In the haunt of the day... In the haunt of the day... He'll need a hearse! ...What makes you think that? While Discord and his partner's eyes were elsewhere, Ponyville continued to sink into its toe-tapping madness. Not only did the random music bring out random singing, but also hidden thoughts. Within the first ten minutes alone, not a pony could count how many times some stallion got slapped for admitting to something he shouldn't have. But, luckily, some were not singing in public places where confessions could go wrong... Some like Spike safely inside the library and watching the mess from one of the windows facing the sunny streets. What do you do...? Original: What Do You Do With a B.A. In English? - Avenue Q. Performed: Spike. What do you do when you're turned on by ponies? What kind of life do you lead? No life with dragons but plenty with hey wagons, Has left me with a love on for steed! Spike continued to look out the window, noticing among the commotion one particular pony just passing by the window in her own shop. Seeing that mare's flawless, violet mane, Spike sighed and put her claw against the window with a pining groan. I can't say that I like her, Cause I've got no fur, The idea gives me the shakes. Dropping his claw to his side, Spike looked back across the way to Rarity's shop. For a moment, he started to smile again and feel a flutter in the bottom of his chest. But, hey, it might work, The tailor and book clerk, May yet make, The first pony-drake! Interlude 1: What show doesn't have one?Time for a short interlude... What's an interlude? It's where lazy people get to go get popcorn and soda so they can keep watching the show since their attention spans are so small. Then why do we need one? Because I'm a lazy person who needs to go get some popcorn and soda because watching the show is taking too much of my little focus. Ah. But what if we miss somethin' good? It's an interlude, Pipsi. Nothing ever happens during an interlude. Now come on, I'll get you a cookie. By now, Ponyville had drawn to the conclusion that if they stayed within their homes, the music would stop. Now, the streets of Ponyville were surprisingly empty. A ghost town in a complete rarity. The only sound in the town streets came from one lone pegasus. Rainbow Dash looked around the streets a moment, questioningly. As she exited the alleyway she was passing through, she voiced her confusion. "Where the hay is--?" Suddenly, as she walked into the sun touched street, she stopped. Beyond her own thoughts, she felt a strange, rhythmic thumping going through her body. However, unlike all the ponies before, she didn't feel like the sensation was bad... She felt... Right. Slowly, her hips started to bump up and down, signalling her hooves to tap against the dirt while she started to smile devilishly. Hey, This Is So Cool Original: Why Should I Worry? - Oliver and Company. Performed: Rainbow Dash Last sec I had no feel, Now I'm bleedin' music flow, Don't really see the deal, But I could really care less though. Starting a strut down the street, Rainbow Dash started to get into the music inside of her and grooved along to it. Woo~~Hooo~~Hoo~~Hooo~~Hoo! Can dig this, No one 'round to 'dis, Woo~~Hoo~~Hoo~~Hooo~~Hoo! Can sing loud, I've got no one here around. Hey, this is so cool! Like racin' down a stream! Don't know why, But it's like I got my own theme, Hey, This is so cool! Probably weirder than it seems, Don't care, I'm havin' fun, But got no one to hear around. Can't even shake the singin', Makes me just wanna soar, Now I just feel like swingin', Hey, when'd I pass that door!? All at once, Rainbow Dash felt her musical sensation fade away while she looked over herself at the door she passed through during her gleeful strutting and singing. Looking in front of her, she was met with a collection of strange, stunned looks from the Cake family and Twilight Sparkle. "...I was so not enjoying that..." Rainbow Dash quickly scoffed out. Back! Think we missed anything? Nah... Act 3: Villain songs can produce whip-lash.Cap'n...? Yes my little ward? I feel like we're missin' something important... Hmm... You're absolutely right! What we need is a song from an evil master mind! Should I get mum? No. I need her for later. But... I do have somepony right there that can do the trick... Much of Ponyville had been thrown into rhythmic, hoof-tapping chaos as the events progressed. Dancing, singing, duets? This was some sort of sick, catchy joke. However, there were some ponies that didn't seem too fazed by the developments. In fact, to some, it seemed almost... natural. Take for example the wagon that rolled into Ponyville not an hour ago. A sight that many of the school ponies saw before, but were just too entranced to not go towards it. Apple Bloom and her friends led the charge towards the wagon setting just outside the school yard area, wanting to get to the bottom of this. Everypony looked at one another, though not a soul opened their mouth. They knew what would happen if someone tried to say anything; they learned it a few minutes ago when Cheerilee broke into 'I Wish You'd Go To Collage' during class. So, they remained quiet as they gathered at the foot of the wagon parked outside of the school. After a few minutes of no activity, a few ponies turned to leave. Just as they did, the side of the wagon clicked and fell open, revealing a dark and rather gloomy atmosphere pour out from the wagon... along with a sudden tune of music. Trixie's Tricks. Original: Friends on the Other Side - The Princess & The Frog. Performed: Trixie. You better not leave little mares! A chill shot down all the little ponies backs as they looked back into the darkness of the now open wagon. Only a slight shimmer from the darkness welcomed their eyes while music continued. I ask you to sit and transfix, A small billow of purple smoke started to leak out from the wagon and darkness inside of it, soon starting to cover the grass the children were on. You've seen parlour tricks and much worse, In a flash of dazzling lights -purple, green, yellow, blue- the wagon was lit up and the smoke disappeared in a second. What remained was "the great and powerful" Trixie standing proudly with her cape fluttering in the wind behind her. But you've never seen all of Trixie's tricks. The collection of school ponies started to clap their hooves together, impressed by the show of fireworks. Trixie on the other hand brushed herself off a bit and fixed her hat with a twinge of magic. Now little mares and colts, Trixie's going to wow you with a little magic, hold tight now... With a twist of her hat, Trixie produced a large amount of rings that started to float about her and the children. Come on you fillies, This is Trixie's reprise, Just look upon my tricks and know-- Each ring flickered a moment before bursting into colourful flames being held in place along the ring forms. The rings of fire started to twirl around the children and Trixie before folding up into a ball and bursting to ash in front of Trixie. --None can best these. Once again, the children clapped in awe at Trixie's show. After allowing the claps sink in and go on for a moment, Trixie stomped her hoof and brought from seemingly nowhere a clutch of cards that her horn's magic started to shuffle. I studied them all, There's not a trick I can't do, You can look from Applewood to Las Pegasus, Trixie quickly broke from her stage and pulled Sweetie Belle at random to her, playfully jostling the mare's mane. "Not really. They're nothing but shams, really..." Trixie tossed Sweetie Belle back to her group, leaving the filly with a giggle at the joke. I'm a true magic break through. Finishing up with her shuffling of the cards, Trixie bent them all back and shot the deck over the crowd of kids. As each card fluttered above them, they clapped once again when they saw the cards were hanging above them without her magic holding it. Fools use gimmicks, Or lousy physics, Or crazy magic that requires six! Just then, the cards above the children twitched and turned into a collection of colourful birds that all went flying high into the morning sky. But no one can do any of Trixie's tricks. Her audience exploded into applause all for her and her tricks, to which she graciously bowed to. That was a really fun show, cap'n! Was it? Hm. Maybe it was... But I feel another song coming along... or on. You know, depending on how you look at it. One by one, the school ponies all departed from Trixie's wagon after enjoying her show and collecting an autograph from the show pony herself. Before long, Trixie was all alone at her wagon, sunlight touching against her coat and mane now that her hat rested tired against her stage. Just a moment ago, she was the toast of these little ponies' town; but now? She felt... Sad. Her gaze was cast down to look at the town just behind her wagon. Ponyville. Such a rustic, one-horse, nobody... peaceful... beautiful... Ponyville Original: Up There - South Park Performed: Trixie and CMC. When I really stop to think, think about my life, Maybe, just on the crazy chance maybe, I could give up this strife. And yet, I can't, it's not how my script was wrote, I know I can't act outside the role, but why was I born to gloat? Ponyville, I see so much there, From the library to the city square. There's a role we all must play, Oh no, oh no, this is just the way, I can't lie and cross that hill, To Ponyville. Trixie sighed softly to herself, her head falling into a slump as she felt her sorrow mounting. Unbeknownst to her though, Sweetie Belle and the other crusaders came up behind her wanting to say something... But they saw Trixie's sad state and opted to saying nothing... For now. This is not the stage I want, (WooOooOO~~) No matter what I say. (WoooOO-WooOoo~~!) I am a liar and a thief so I stay no matter my sway, (Wo-WoOo-Woo~~!) Though I ask myself now, (AH-AHhH-AH~~!) What if life is like a twine? (Woo-Woo-Wooo~~!) If that's so than maybe I can knit to them, And maybe be friends somewhere down the line! Ponyville, I see so much there, From the library to the city square. There's a role we all must play, Oh yes, oh yes,~~~ this is just the way, I can go and cross that hill, (Cross that hill!) Cross that hill, When I cross that hill! In Ponyville! Cross to Ponyville! OHH! YEAH! WOOO! I wish to go to Ponyville! ...That got a bit crazy there. But I see you smiling. It was a good show. Part 5: Abusing A Perfect Opportunity.It was surprising... Discord and Pip had striven to view all the most interesting songs being performed within Equestria. However, one rather strange and interesting of chances had been occurring within Canterlot Castle itself while Discord's eyes were away. One that threatened to shatter the structure of Canterlot Castle at its very core. An act of great betrayal, and great comedy... Luna thought herself safe just moments ago. Her personal guard had blocked out the sun, the center of her torment this morning. Yet now, out from nowhere, Celestia's own guards had swarmed Luna's and put them in submission; thus letting the sun rain back across the castle. When the sun started showing again, Luna took shelter inside the castle; what little there was with all the windows letting cuts of light inside. However, Luna knew better... She knew there was a storm coming, and she could not hide forever. More so, with the sound of music slowly enveloping the area of the castle, she felt her nightmares were about to come true. Sing Together Original: The Plagues - Princes Of Egypt Performed: Celestia, subjects/guards, Luna. Celes' does say, Celes' does say, Celes' does say... This day she dost have waited for, You will do her wishes... For a thousand years she has waited, For you alone, her sole sister, She thought it through, need only you, You cannot hide, you cannot run, You must give up, you must turn in, Thy fleeing is a fault, Your escape now, it seems too thin, It is time, the grand assault, She seeks you now, this is your hour, So says Celes'. Luna pressed herself against a nearby column, trying to stay out of any source of light she could. This day was going to come sooner or later, she knew her sister too well... From the corner of her eye, she could see her sister flying outside of the windows, bringing rays of light with her and purposely trying to reflect them onto Luna. It's only right my sister, We both process a gift Of greatness, A power within our lungs... From behind the column Luna was struggling to keep as cover from light, she snarled at her sister. "Nay will I sing! You cannot make me!" Now Luna do try To listen to your sister, Your sister so very loves you, So please just sing with me. The lights from the windows shifted and Luna felt her hoof start to tap as the light touched her. She yanked herself away and shuddered, feeling that horrible sensation of music again. "No way, I decline this!" You sing so well, How would you deprive all subjects, Robbing them of this gift, They'd all love to hear it, So why be so cold? Suddenly, the light of the windows dimmed and shifted away. Luna poked her head out from her cover, skeptical about the sudden shift. But, Celestia was nowhere to be found. No a single sign of her... Not even the sun... That's when Luna felt herself become VERY cold and frightened. Before she could react, the main castle doors flung open and Celestia stood clearly to Luna, wings curled against her sides. You my dear sister, Now it's time to feel my wing. Luna tried to jump for a new spot of cover, but it was too late. Celestia stretched her wings wide, bringing with them a bright, shining light from her feathers that rained onto Luna and bathed her in sunlight. Time for you to sing! So says Celes'! Luna tried to hide her face under her wing, but the light was far too strong. Against herself, her mouth started moving. How could you, my own sister, How dare you make me sing along, You know I hate a song. She loves your voice, so do sing more. I would say my hate is absolute, Yet if it does bring you cheer: Then only now for here, I shall sing with you. Thus say Luna. Just this once... Let us sing as one. ...You ever feel like we're missing something? Yes. But it's probably lame. Intermission 1: Everyone needs a break.Cap'n... I gotta go tinkle... Good. I have to drop a deposit in the porcelain bank. What's that mean, Cap'n? What does tinkle mean? ... ...I'll be back in a few minutes. Me too. For your viewing pleasure in this intermission, please stop and listen to this rather pointless moment. This holds no purpose, but I for one thought it would be humorous while Discord and Pip are gone. Enjoy. I Just Saw Clop Original: I Just Had Sex - Lonely Island. Performed: Queen Chrysalis, Spike, Rainbow Dash Sometimes... (Oh~~ Oh~~ OH!) We read something so awesome in this world, (Chrysy~~!) Buckin' words can't express it all, so, (This Drake and Pony) You just gotta sing! I just saw clop! (WOAH!) And it was so, so good! (So, so good!) Makes me wanna get alone and see more, (Clo~~~p) I just saw clo-o-o-ya-op! Can't hope to ever beat that, (Ever beat that) Having sex with Shining was nowhere close to that! Have you ever read clop? I have, it was too cool, (Yeah) It felt so good when I got a wingboner, (Yeah) Twi let me rent it, it was a real quick turner, Clop like that can make a quiet mare to a moaner. Never guess what I just did, saw clop, If I had to describe the art, it was 'rare', When I saw the clop, man, I really felt great, And I hid the pics after I was done. Oh, hey, just readin' here, guess what kind of book it is? It's clop, soft-core, with some a little pictures here and there, Was real nice of Twi to let you take that thing. Nice of any mare ever. Let's sing. I just saw clop! (WOAH!) And it was so, so good! (So, so good!) Makes me wanna get alone and see more, (Clo~~~p) Have to show the world! Serious though, you'd be surprised the kind of stuff in here, Get's really messed up, But dude, buck it, I'm not complainin' 'bout a good thing, It's as easy as that, How good? Always done in ten seconds flat, I'm really grateful to the artist for letting me have somethin' to clop to, Cus' really, I'd get off to anything happening at the zoo, Forgetting that, reading through some hot clop is so better, Plus I don't get in trouble for sendin' Rare' sexual letters. So this song goes out to the pervs, That write and draw all the clop for us, Whether art or story, maybe rough or soft, We want to thank you all, for clopping to us, It was mostly mare on mare, (Doesn't matter, that's clop) My wings went up six times, (Doesn't matter, that's clop) I think Twilight was in one, (Doesn't matter, that's clop) The words were censored out! (Still clop!) I just saw clop! (WOAH!) It was your dreams come true, (Dreams come true) Now be honest, if you read clop in the last thirty minutes, Then you're justified to sing along! I just saw clo-o-o-op! (Everypony sing!) And it was so, so good! (We all love clop!) Makes me wanna get alone and see more. I just saw clo-o-o-ye-op! (We just saw clop!) Can't hope to ever beat that, (Ever beat that) Cloppin' off to Celest' just can never compare! Part 6: A producer can sing!So, Cap'n? Any ideas on who we should watch now? In fact there is... But... Hm? Down bellow in Ponyville, the strange activity of random musical numbers started to become more and more normal to the ponies. It wasn't like they were ignorant of how to sing and perform anyway. Despite how strange it was, it was starting to get more accepted among the masses little by little. If anything, it would have to pass sooner or later... Right? Nevertheless, a common pattern for those that didn't want to sing or be involved was to just stay out of direct light. For whatever reason, that seemed to be the trigger some started to note and pass around. Such is why the school house had all the windows cloaked over and the lights cut. No direct light even touched a nook inside the school house. Dozens of fillies and colts continued their school crafts in what little light they could muster without triggering whatever spell was running amok in their town. One such group of fillies were the Cutie Mark Crusaders thinking to themselves about what they had experienced just recently with Trixie... and her tricks. It was while they thought and the others worked on their little art projects that the front door of the classroom broke open and sent light blaring into the dark school. A few of the ponies flinched in surprise while others scampered to stay away from the light coming in like it was the plague. But, they knew better... Somepony had to knock that door in, and that pony was going to sing no matter what they did at this point. To some surprise, the pony that came in after the door was broken open was little Pipsqueak scuttling into the classroom and taking a stop only once he was in front of the teacher's empty desk. He took a moment, just eyeing down the class of young ponies before he opened his mouth... Words of Courage! Original: La Resistance - South Park Performed: Pipsqueak and others. Luna's night is still a ways away. So you cower away in the dark. Yet look outside and you will see all your parents and family, They stand and sing like larks. Sure enough, some of the little ponies had the curiosity take them and they went to the windows to move the curtains to see. When they looked outside, they saw the older ponies baring the light and singing... with smiles, no less. I see mares and males, They stand true and strong. They endure their shame, For-sure it won't be long. So when the curse gone, And minds are then ease, They may've sung, But their courage will have won. The Cutie Mark Crusaders along with a mass of the class brightened up suddenly, as if Pipsqueak's words had lit something inside of them. The curtains of the homeroom were stripped down and some pony flipped the light switch on, filling the room completely with brightening light. To Pip's sides, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom ran up to him and put a hoof around his sides as they joined in. We may just spill our guts, About crushes and dreams. We could even let it loose, About sneaking out past eight. That's why we keep our wills high, And we harden ourselves for truth. So we sing? Our courage has won! All together, every little filly and colt charged out into the day; courage ringing in their hearts as they sung along to whatever music was playing from whatever direction. All but one colt; Pip, who was smiling a most mischievous smile. ...That's my boy... Act 4: The One No one watches.Good show, Am I right? Mhm. It's a great day, Cap'n. So, what do you want to hear now? I see some ponies are singing down by the creek. Or maybe we can check on Twilight and see if she figured out how to stop me yet. Great ideas, Cap'n. But... But what? Tell me. Food for thought. Lay it on me. What about the voices no one 'ears? The voices no one hears? Hm... The voices... no one... hears... Maybe if we look here? 'Ere? Let's 'ave a look. OH! I think it's a good one! Can we watch? I would be insulted if we didn't. Bravery Original: Go the Distance - Hercules. Performed: ??? When I close my eyes, I let my mind go free, But it just keeps going To the same dark place. A place where I see, In spite of my plea, A place where the voices Make me seek for embrace. But I fight my tears, They alone can't stop me, I see all my fears, Though I stand alone, I'm against myself, I accept oneself, There is no pain I would not bare To know I'm not-- By some force, the lone pony looked around themselves, sure that something was watching them in this strange state of song. Even so, they stopped and looked to the sky above, uttering the final word between quivering lips... Alone~~~~. ...I'm sad now, Cap'n... Me too, son... Me too.
History: Laugh with me!Comedy has existed since-- BUCK THAT! If we're writing this, I'm making the rules and telling the story my way! Look... Just let me finish the history section. Please? If we don't get through the history, no one will understand a single thing going on in this entire story. What's to get? I'm Dis-bucking-cord! I wrote the rule book than used it as toilet paper after I ate beans and cauliflower! This is my time to shine! Regardless that I am humoring you enough to go through with all of this, I still have rules I wish to follow. My first rule is that we set up the basis of the premise that the next events are set around. ...Fine... Do whatever. I'm gonna go put Pip in the laundry basket and drag him around. Why? Are you gonna stop me? No, but-- Then I'm doin' it. Annoying little... Where was I? Oh, yes... Since the birth of chaos, laughter has also existed. One could debated which occurred first: calamity or comedy. Many of which who debate it would be classified as 'stuff-shirts' or 'man-likers'; but I digress. To laugh is to acknowledge something that has caught your eyes, of course. Furthermore, laughter is contagious. Some would say laughter is a disease in this way... I would agree with that. However, I do not agree because laughter is harmful; but rather because, like a disease, laughter does come from a foreign, uncontrolled source that thrives on spreading the plague. This source, is Discord. In the very center of all chaos, calamity, lack of sense, or anything relating to any of those will always be Discord. And, it always has been since he was brought into this world. How was he brought into this world? History states he was the amalgamation of unbridled 'discord' brought together by some mighty being seeking a way to contain all the chaos through it. However... I stand by the theory that I am dead, this is the afterlife, and Discord is the embodiment of all the sins I have done in my life to forever torment me in my eternal afterlife. This is just a theory though... But it would all make sense if it were true. Moving on, ironic or however you wish to put it, Discord was given life on April first: April Fools' Day. Granted, no one can prove that's true or not; so his word on that is all we have. Again, it would all make sense if it were true. Now, I will grant Discord one thing and one thing only: he controls himself. Discord by all accounts has unmeasurable stretches of power. He could twist time, warp reality, even turn gravity to gravel if he wanted. Yet, he doesn't. To him, I deduce he finds doing that 'un-fun' or 'too easy'. Creativity is Discord's greatest tool, perhaps. Honestly, I would prefer his creative tricks over him doing real danger. However, this brings me to a dreadful point... His birthday in question. You see, on this day, Discord figuratively unclasps his limiters and lets his power take a full force for a single day; regularly with only one constant to it. Example; last year, Discord turned all of Equestria into an aquatic biosphere for a whole day. In addition to that, he turned all the ponies and creatures within the area into marine versions of their original forms. The point that I am trying to make is that Discord lets all his power go once a year for one joke to put it simply. It is also on that day that no one tries to make him stop with too much effort. Why? Simple; the collective believes that it is better for him to have his fun on one day out of the year instead of having him be a complete menace the entire year. Crude, but effective. However, we now reach the crux and purpose of our gathering here today... In exactly one minute, it shall be Discord's birthday. Now, Discord and I have come upon an agreement between one another in the case of his birthday. I agree to not aggressively dismiss anything he does and will in fact take part in his games willingly, in exchange for him leaving my swarm out of it. A simple solution. And, in only a few more seconds, the time will come to pass. My heart and mind twist and turn with pain as I begin to think what horrors he will inflict this year... Pippy~~! Yes, cap'n, my cap'n? I have kept you up all night and have been dragging you around in that basket for one reason. You're a smart little pony. So tell me why. Hm? Guess. Is it because it's your birt'day, Cap'n? Right! Ding-ding-ding! You win! Wanna know what your prize is? Yeah! Your prize is that you get to pick what I do this year. For the past year or so of you living under my tail, I've raised you to be as mischievous as me. And, even if your mother doesn't know it, she's been teaching you how to be as cruel as her. Now, I know you're a cute little bundle of sweetness... But make papa proud on his birthday. Just this once. Hmmm... Gotta be something... Water's been done... Can't do anyt'ing too mean... Nopony gets hurt... Hmmm... I got it! Tell me, tell me, tell me! Everybody loves a musical, righ'? That they do... So... Why not 'ave all of Equestria sing? Smart boy! But-- No-No-No! There's more. 'Aving all of Equestria sing at once wouldn't be fun on the ears. So... What if ya' put a spell on everybody so that whenever they get 'it by light, they'll start ta' sing? ...Makers... That's brilliant! And we'll record it! Yeah! Than we'll show 'em all when it's done! We'll call it "Discordia: Turn on the Lights"! That's a bugger title, cap'n... ...It's perfect... When do we start? Oh, sweetie... We started halfway into when you were talking... I already started the spell! Oh you.
Act 1: Morning In Ponyville... Why are we singing?Take out a bucket of popcorn and pull up a seat... The show's about to begin. 'Ow do you know? Because in about two minutes, the sun will be up. Yeah? Yes... And, looking down at Ponyville now, I see a nice little collection of ponies for a striking chorus to start our show. 'Ow do they know what song ta' sing? The spell I put on everyone naturally taps into their inner thoughts and feelings, projecting them to everyone else to sing in a fine -non copy-written- song. Oh... Than who sings the main lines? Oh-ho-ho, Pippy... Important character status. ...What? You'll know when you're--SHOW TIME! Though sunrise hadn't yet risen to Ponyville, the dusk hue of budding morning gave a scant light to the steadily growing town life in the streets of Ponyville. Young colts and fillies darting around to get a few minutes of fun in before class; traders doing some early business; and just the common pony going out for a brisk run in the dew of the starting morning. For awhile, all seemed quiet and peaceful in this little village. Made all the more tranquil by the shimmer of the sun coming over the hill and casting rays of light through the cracks in the alleyways of the city and the open streets. Seeing the light of morning coming upon them, the ponies of Ponyville had a feeling this April first would be--April first? From the library in the core of Ponyville stepped Twilight Sparkle into the starting morning. The spring air graced to her coat and she let out a satisfied sigh. When she looked around, seeing the sunlight starting to touch against the busy ponies of the morning, she brought a smile onto herself and took her first step into the morning light as well. In Song? Original: Bonjuor - Beauty and the Beast Performed: Twilight Sparkle and the Townsponies Ponyville, such stable village, Not a day seems all too long, Ponyville, with its little ponies--wait a sec; why am I in--? Twilight looked around herself, eyeing the other ponies down as they did the same to her. One pony opened their mouth to say something, but instead... In song? Then another from behind a stand... In song? A batch of ponies covered their mouths with swift hooves, trying to stop themselves. However, three little fillies weren't so quick to covering up... In song? In song? In song? No pony made a move... Except Twilight as she glanced around and narrowed her eyes. "Alright... spontaneous singing... It's April First..." It didn't take a genius to piece together what was going on. And, regretfully, Twilight couldn't stop herself from voicing her conclusion out-loud. Here goes that trickster's games as always. With his usual fun and lousy shtick. Year by year, the same. With only one to blame, For the horror on this innocent, quaint little town. With every word she sang, she tried to piece her mind together to figure out why she was singing now and not when she was in her house. It was only a guess, but she took her first thought and sprang for the nearest house she could get into; Sugar Cube Corner. When she clacked her hooves to the wood inside, she opened her mouth slowly and let out a slow 'ahhh'. With no real rise or lower to it than what she wanted, she smiled. "Alright... So it has to do with staying inside a house or something related to that..." Twilight muttered to herself. As she caught her mind and absorbed who's house she jumped into for safety, Twilight felt herself lose a little tension. "Well... Discord never goes on for more than a day with this. So, I may as well get comfortable here," She spoke to herself again, "If anything, being stuck in a bakery isn't the worst--" However, as she calmed herself, she noticed the lights in the kitchen were on along with constant thumping as if something was being thrown against the ground in there. Twilight peaked over the counter to try and get a better look, groaning with bubbling rage as she looked at the sight. Deliver This Original: Deliver Us - Prince of Egypt Performed: Pinkie Pie and the Twins Lard... A barrel slammed against the floor of the kitchen as two little ponies looked off from the side with giddy little claps with their hooves. Sugar... A sack followed the barrel and made a puff of white clouds go into the air. Yeast... A package in a square flopped on top of the sack before it, putting more puffs to the air. Flour... When another sack landed to the collection that was gathering, the two baby ponies giggled more and gave pointing hooves to Pinkie Pie. "FASTER!" They cheered her on. Lard... ta' cook... Sugar... and pour... Yeast... you'll raise up... Flour... Watching Pinkie tirelessly work every ingredient she was gathering, Pumpkin Cake and Pound Cake giggled even more and bounced on the counter. "FASTER!" With the stir of the whisk as my mixer, And a dash of some salt in the bowl, Celestia, my-oh-my, I shall not tell a lie: This taste great, Now to the crate; Pinkie Pie flipped a bunch of pastries and other assorted makings from the kitchen into delivery crates before pushing them all one at a time to the backdoor. Deliver this, For them all, Deliver this, Big and small, Checked them all, not an order missed, Deliver this, Thirty minutes or less, Deliver this, to start the new list. Laying her head against the counter, Twilight Sparkle groaned in her defeat. "Alright... So it's not about staying inside..."
Act 2: Why does yonder window break light?Well that was entertaining. Glad ta' 'ear it, Cap'n! But let's see how Canterlot's doing, hm? Luna? Wooo! Yes-yes, we'll see if Luna's singing... This will be toppers! Uh-huh, bangers and mash and all that... Ponyville had become a storm of musical numbers and tap-dance routines in a matter of hours. Truly, a horrible sight. Even more so considering the curse had nothing to do with choreography. But, high above in Canterlot, all seemed relatively calm inside the dimly and rarely castle's halls. But no area more darker than Princess Luna's bed chamber. Being the ruler of the night, she preferred to sleep in the morning so as to have more energy in the morning. But, the sun being so bright, she would close her drapes and shut out all light from her room. Much to her shame, she was a very light sleeper. Nevertheless, there she slept in blissful peace; ignorant of the affairs outside. Knickers, she's out cold... Hm. That's no fun... Pip, give me that brick there. This one? Why? Soft breathes parted between Luna's dark lips as she remained blissful in her--CRASH! All at once, Luna's drapes flew open along with shards of glass and a thick brick leading the charge. As sunlight bled into the princess' room, she snapped her eyes open in shock while clamming to her hooves. Frightened as she scrambled out of her bed to analyze the situation, she looked out her broken window. At first, her heart pounded hard against her chest out of her fear... But that soon steadied into a rhythmic aggression when she looked to the calendar resting beside her window. In the Haunt of the Day Original: In the Dark of the Night - Anastasia Performed: Princess Luna and the Guards. In the castle of Canter there's an unspoken law, This act breaks it as far as I see -- It brought me into the day, The one time I allow to lay! Now I see here, This act was done by he! Luna swung herself around in rage, using the spark of magic from her horn to send the door leading to the castle hall to fly open. Glass shards cracked under her storming hooves as she moved across her room and left into the lit hallway. Her guards standing watch on either side of her room looked at her with surprise, but said nothing and allowed her to continue to storm down the hall. Thy power was once feared by all ponies, (Woo-Ah-Woo.) When my eyes were cleared I saw my fault, (Woo-Ah-Woo!) My efforts are to now stay, To keep my anger at bay, Discord be cursed, You called my assault! In the haunt of the day nightmares will hunt them, In the haunt of the day, awakened 'fore dusk, Ohh~~ Oh how will he feel...? When his nightmares are real? In the haunt of the day-- ...She doesn't sound too 'appy, does she? Oh, come now. She's just being a sourpuss about being woken up, having a window broken, and getting stuck with a villain song. I don't know... Do you think we went to far? No... Down below in Canterlot castle's garden, Princess Luna had managed to storm her way out with her amassed personal guard close behind her. Her eyes looked to the bright sky above, hatred filling her sleep filled eyes. Even still, her wings sprang open and signaled her night guards to stand at attention around her. Out from under Luna's hooves, a cloud of gathering and building black smoke started to fill the garden. Rise my vassals, Come to thy master, Blind this horrid curse! One by one, each guard took to the sky with fiercely flapping bat-wings. As each one soon took to the sky, the sunlight over the castle gradually became more and more blocked out; casting a massive shadow over Canterlot. Darken light, Soon hunt down the caster. In the haunt of the day... In the haunt of the day... In the haunt of the day... He'll need a hearse! ...What makes you think that? While Discord and his partner's eyes were elsewhere, Ponyville continued to sink into its toe-tapping madness. Not only did the random music bring out random singing, but also hidden thoughts. Within the first ten minutes alone, not a pony could count how many times some stallion got slapped for admitting to something he shouldn't have. But, luckily, some were not singing in public places where confessions could go wrong... Some like Spike safely inside the library and watching the mess from one of the windows facing the sunny streets. What do you do...? Original: What Do You Do With a B.A. In English? - Avenue Q. Performed: Spike. What do you do when you're turned on by ponies? What kind of life do you lead? No life with dragons but plenty with hey wagons, Has left me with a love on for steed! Spike continued to look out the window, noticing among the commotion one particular pony just passing by the window in her own shop. Seeing that mare's flawless, violet mane, Spike sighed and put her claw against the window with a pining groan. I can't say that I like her, Cause I've got no fur, The idea gives me the shakes. Dropping his claw to his side, Spike looked back across the way to Rarity's shop. For a moment, he started to smile again and feel a flutter in the bottom of his chest. But, hey, it might work, The tailor and book clerk, May yet make, The first pony-drake!
Interlude 1: What show doesn't have one?Time for a short interlude... What's an interlude? It's where lazy people get to go get popcorn and soda so they can keep watching the show since their attention spans are so small. Then why do we need one? Because I'm a lazy person who needs to go get some popcorn and soda because watching the show is taking too much of my little focus. Ah. But what if we miss somethin' good? It's an interlude, Pipsi. Nothing ever happens during an interlude. Now come on, I'll get you a cookie. By now, Ponyville had drawn to the conclusion that if they stayed within their homes, the music would stop. Now, the streets of Ponyville were surprisingly empty. A ghost town in a complete rarity. The only sound in the town streets came from one lone pegasus. Rainbow Dash looked around the streets a moment, questioningly. As she exited the alleyway she was passing through, she voiced her confusion. "Where the hay is--?" Suddenly, as she walked into the sun touched street, she stopped. Beyond her own thoughts, she felt a strange, rhythmic thumping going through her body. However, unlike all the ponies before, she didn't feel like the sensation was bad... She felt... Right. Slowly, her hips started to bump up and down, signalling her hooves to tap against the dirt while she started to smile devilishly. Hey, This Is So Cool Original: Why Should I Worry? - Oliver and Company. Performed: Rainbow Dash Last sec I had no feel, Now I'm bleedin' music flow, Don't really see the deal, But I could really care less though. Starting a strut down the street, Rainbow Dash started to get into the music inside of her and grooved along to it. Woo~~Hooo~~Hoo~~Hooo~~Hoo! Can dig this, No one 'round to 'dis, Woo~~Hoo~~Hoo~~Hooo~~Hoo! Can sing loud, I've got no one here around. Hey, this is so cool! Like racin' down a stream! Don't know why, But it's like I got my own theme, Hey, This is so cool! Probably weirder than it seems, Don't care, I'm havin' fun, But got no one to hear around. Can't even shake the singin', Makes me just wanna soar, Now I just feel like swingin', Hey, when'd I pass that door!? All at once, Rainbow Dash felt her musical sensation fade away while she looked over herself at the door she passed through during her gleeful strutting and singing. Looking in front of her, she was met with a collection of strange, stunned looks from the Cake family and Twilight Sparkle. "...I was so not enjoying that..." Rainbow Dash quickly scoffed out. Back! Think we missed anything? Nah...
Act 3: Villain songs can produce whip-lash.Cap'n...? Yes my little ward? I feel like we're missin' something important... Hmm... You're absolutely right! What we need is a song from an evil master mind! Should I get mum? No. I need her for later. But... I do have somepony right there that can do the trick... Much of Ponyville had been thrown into rhythmic, hoof-tapping chaos as the events progressed. Dancing, singing, duets? This was some sort of sick, catchy joke. However, there were some ponies that didn't seem too fazed by the developments. In fact, to some, it seemed almost... natural. Take for example the wagon that rolled into Ponyville not an hour ago. A sight that many of the school ponies saw before, but were just too entranced to not go towards it. Apple Bloom and her friends led the charge towards the wagon setting just outside the school yard area, wanting to get to the bottom of this. Everypony looked at one another, though not a soul opened their mouth. They knew what would happen if someone tried to say anything; they learned it a few minutes ago when Cheerilee broke into 'I Wish You'd Go To Collage' during class. So, they remained quiet as they gathered at the foot of the wagon parked outside of the school. After a few minutes of no activity, a few ponies turned to leave. Just as they did, the side of the wagon clicked and fell open, revealing a dark and rather gloomy atmosphere pour out from the wagon... along with a sudden tune of music. Trixie's Tricks. Original: Friends on the Other Side - The Princess & The Frog. Performed: Trixie. You better not leave little mares! A chill shot down all the little ponies backs as they looked back into the darkness of the now open wagon. Only a slight shimmer from the darkness welcomed their eyes while music continued. I ask you to sit and transfix, A small billow of purple smoke started to leak out from the wagon and darkness inside of it, soon starting to cover the grass the children were on. You've seen parlour tricks and much worse, In a flash of dazzling lights -purple, green, yellow, blue- the wagon was lit up and the smoke disappeared in a second. What remained was "the great and powerful" Trixie standing proudly with her cape fluttering in the wind behind her. But you've never seen all of Trixie's tricks. The collection of school ponies started to clap their hooves together, impressed by the show of fireworks. Trixie on the other hand brushed herself off a bit and fixed her hat with a twinge of magic. Now little mares and colts, Trixie's going to wow you with a little magic, hold tight now... With a twist of her hat, Trixie produced a large amount of rings that started to float about her and the children. Come on you fillies, This is Trixie's reprise, Just look upon my tricks and know-- Each ring flickered a moment before bursting into colourful flames being held in place along the ring forms. The rings of fire started to twirl around the children and Trixie before folding up into a ball and bursting to ash in front of Trixie. --None can best these. Once again, the children clapped in awe at Trixie's show. After allowing the claps sink in and go on for a moment, Trixie stomped her hoof and brought from seemingly nowhere a clutch of cards that her horn's magic started to shuffle. I studied them all, There's not a trick I can't do, You can look from Applewood to Las Pegasus, Trixie quickly broke from her stage and pulled Sweetie Belle at random to her, playfully jostling the mare's mane. "Not really. They're nothing but shams, really..." Trixie tossed Sweetie Belle back to her group, leaving the filly with a giggle at the joke. I'm a true magic break through. Finishing up with her shuffling of the cards, Trixie bent them all back and shot the deck over the crowd of kids. As each card fluttered above them, they clapped once again when they saw the cards were hanging above them without her magic holding it. Fools use gimmicks, Or lousy physics, Or crazy magic that requires six! Just then, the cards above the children twitched and turned into a collection of colourful birds that all went flying high into the morning sky. But no one can do any of Trixie's tricks. Her audience exploded into applause all for her and her tricks, to which she graciously bowed to. That was a really fun show, cap'n! Was it? Hm. Maybe it was... But I feel another song coming along... or on. You know, depending on how you look at it. One by one, the school ponies all departed from Trixie's wagon after enjoying her show and collecting an autograph from the show pony herself. Before long, Trixie was all alone at her wagon, sunlight touching against her coat and mane now that her hat rested tired against her stage. Just a moment ago, she was the toast of these little ponies' town; but now? She felt... Sad. Her gaze was cast down to look at the town just behind her wagon. Ponyville. Such a rustic, one-horse, nobody... peaceful... beautiful... Ponyville Original: Up There - South Park Performed: Trixie and CMC. When I really stop to think, think about my life, Maybe, just on the crazy chance maybe, I could give up this strife. And yet, I can't, it's not how my script was wrote, I know I can't act outside the role, but why was I born to gloat? Ponyville, I see so much there, From the library to the city square. There's a role we all must play, Oh no, oh no, this is just the way, I can't lie and cross that hill, To Ponyville. Trixie sighed softly to herself, her head falling into a slump as she felt her sorrow mounting. Unbeknownst to her though, Sweetie Belle and the other crusaders came up behind her wanting to say something... But they saw Trixie's sad state and opted to saying nothing... For now. This is not the stage I want, (WooOooOO~~) No matter what I say. (WoooOO-WooOoo~~!) I am a liar and a thief so I stay no matter my sway, (Wo-WoOo-Woo~~!) Though I ask myself now, (AH-AHhH-AH~~!) What if life is like a twine? (Woo-Woo-Wooo~~!) If that's so than maybe I can knit to them, And maybe be friends somewhere down the line! Ponyville, I see so much there, From the library to the city square. There's a role we all must play, Oh yes, oh yes,~~~ this is just the way, I can go and cross that hill, (Cross that hill!) Cross that hill, When I cross that hill! In Ponyville! Cross to Ponyville! OHH! YEAH! WOOO! I wish to go to Ponyville! ...That got a bit crazy there. But I see you smiling. It was a good show.
Part 5: Abusing A Perfect Opportunity.It was surprising... Discord and Pip had striven to view all the most interesting songs being performed within Equestria. However, one rather strange and interesting of chances had been occurring within Canterlot Castle itself while Discord's eyes were away. One that threatened to shatter the structure of Canterlot Castle at its very core. An act of great betrayal, and great comedy... Luna thought herself safe just moments ago. Her personal guard had blocked out the sun, the center of her torment this morning. Yet now, out from nowhere, Celestia's own guards had swarmed Luna's and put them in submission; thus letting the sun rain back across the castle. When the sun started showing again, Luna took shelter inside the castle; what little there was with all the windows letting cuts of light inside. However, Luna knew better... She knew there was a storm coming, and she could not hide forever. More so, with the sound of music slowly enveloping the area of the castle, she felt her nightmares were about to come true. Sing Together Original: The Plagues - Princes Of Egypt Performed: Celestia, subjects/guards, Luna. Celes' does say, Celes' does say, Celes' does say... This day she dost have waited for, You will do her wishes... For a thousand years she has waited, For you alone, her sole sister, She thought it through, need only you, You cannot hide, you cannot run, You must give up, you must turn in, Thy fleeing is a fault, Your escape now, it seems too thin, It is time, the grand assault, She seeks you now, this is your hour, So says Celes'. Luna pressed herself against a nearby column, trying to stay out of any source of light she could. This day was going to come sooner or later, she knew her sister too well... From the corner of her eye, she could see her sister flying outside of the windows, bringing rays of light with her and purposely trying to reflect them onto Luna. It's only right my sister, We both process a gift Of greatness, A power within our lungs... From behind the column Luna was struggling to keep as cover from light, she snarled at her sister. "Nay will I sing! You cannot make me!" Now Luna do try To listen to your sister, Your sister so very loves you, So please just sing with me. The lights from the windows shifted and Luna felt her hoof start to tap as the light touched her. She yanked herself away and shuddered, feeling that horrible sensation of music again. "No way, I decline this!" You sing so well, How would you deprive all subjects, Robbing them of this gift, They'd all love to hear it, So why be so cold? Suddenly, the light of the windows dimmed and shifted away. Luna poked her head out from her cover, skeptical about the sudden shift. But, Celestia was nowhere to be found. No a single sign of her... Not even the sun... That's when Luna felt herself become VERY cold and frightened. Before she could react, the main castle doors flung open and Celestia stood clearly to Luna, wings curled against her sides. You my dear sister, Now it's time to feel my wing. Luna tried to jump for a new spot of cover, but it was too late. Celestia stretched her wings wide, bringing with them a bright, shining light from her feathers that rained onto Luna and bathed her in sunlight. Time for you to sing! So says Celes'! Luna tried to hide her face under her wing, but the light was far too strong. Against herself, her mouth started moving. How could you, my own sister, How dare you make me sing along, You know I hate a song. She loves your voice, so do sing more. I would say my hate is absolute, Yet if it does bring you cheer: Then only now for here, I shall sing with you. Thus say Luna. Just this once... Let us sing as one. ...You ever feel like we're missing something? Yes. But it's probably lame.
Intermission 1: Everyone needs a break.Cap'n... I gotta go tinkle... Good. I have to drop a deposit in the porcelain bank. What's that mean, Cap'n? What does tinkle mean? ... ...I'll be back in a few minutes. Me too. For your viewing pleasure in this intermission, please stop and listen to this rather pointless moment. This holds no purpose, but I for one thought it would be humorous while Discord and Pip are gone. Enjoy. I Just Saw Clop Original: I Just Had Sex - Lonely Island. Performed: Queen Chrysalis, Spike, Rainbow Dash Sometimes... (Oh~~ Oh~~ OH!) We read something so awesome in this world, (Chrysy~~!) Buckin' words can't express it all, so, (This Drake and Pony) You just gotta sing! I just saw clop! (WOAH!) And it was so, so good! (So, so good!) Makes me wanna get alone and see more, (Clo~~~p) I just saw clo-o-o-ya-op! Can't hope to ever beat that, (Ever beat that) Having sex with Shining was nowhere close to that! Have you ever read clop? I have, it was too cool, (Yeah) It felt so good when I got a wingboner, (Yeah) Twi let me rent it, it was a real quick turner, Clop like that can make a quiet mare to a moaner. Never guess what I just did, saw clop, If I had to describe the art, it was 'rare', When I saw the clop, man, I really felt great, And I hid the pics after I was done. Oh, hey, just readin' here, guess what kind of book it is? It's clop, soft-core, with some a little pictures here and there, Was real nice of Twi to let you take that thing. Nice of any mare ever. Let's sing. I just saw clop! (WOAH!) And it was so, so good! (So, so good!) Makes me wanna get alone and see more, (Clo~~~p) Have to show the world! Serious though, you'd be surprised the kind of stuff in here, Get's really messed up, But dude, buck it, I'm not complainin' 'bout a good thing, It's as easy as that, How good? Always done in ten seconds flat, I'm really grateful to the artist for letting me have somethin' to clop to, Cus' really, I'd get off to anything happening at the zoo, Forgetting that, reading through some hot clop is so better, Plus I don't get in trouble for sendin' Rare' sexual letters. So this song goes out to the pervs, That write and draw all the clop for us, Whether art or story, maybe rough or soft, We want to thank you all, for clopping to us, It was mostly mare on mare, (Doesn't matter, that's clop) My wings went up six times, (Doesn't matter, that's clop) I think Twilight was in one, (Doesn't matter, that's clop) The words were censored out! (Still clop!) I just saw clop! (WOAH!) It was your dreams come true, (Dreams come true) Now be honest, if you read clop in the last thirty minutes, Then you're justified to sing along! I just saw clo-o-o-op! (Everypony sing!) And it was so, so good! (We all love clop!) Makes me wanna get alone and see more. I just saw clo-o-o-ye-op! (We just saw clop!) Can't hope to ever beat that, (Ever beat that) Cloppin' off to Celest' just can never compare!
Part 6: A producer can sing!So, Cap'n? Any ideas on who we should watch now? In fact there is... But... Hm? Down bellow in Ponyville, the strange activity of random musical numbers started to become more and more normal to the ponies. It wasn't like they were ignorant of how to sing and perform anyway. Despite how strange it was, it was starting to get more accepted among the masses little by little. If anything, it would have to pass sooner or later... Right? Nevertheless, a common pattern for those that didn't want to sing or be involved was to just stay out of direct light. For whatever reason, that seemed to be the trigger some started to note and pass around. Such is why the school house had all the windows cloaked over and the lights cut. No direct light even touched a nook inside the school house. Dozens of fillies and colts continued their school crafts in what little light they could muster without triggering whatever spell was running amok in their town. One such group of fillies were the Cutie Mark Crusaders thinking to themselves about what they had experienced just recently with Trixie... and her tricks. It was while they thought and the others worked on their little art projects that the front door of the classroom broke open and sent light blaring into the dark school. A few of the ponies flinched in surprise while others scampered to stay away from the light coming in like it was the plague. But, they knew better... Somepony had to knock that door in, and that pony was going to sing no matter what they did at this point. To some surprise, the pony that came in after the door was broken open was little Pipsqueak scuttling into the classroom and taking a stop only once he was in front of the teacher's empty desk. He took a moment, just eyeing down the class of young ponies before he opened his mouth... Words of Courage! Original: La Resistance - South Park Performed: Pipsqueak and others. Luna's night is still a ways away. So you cower away in the dark. Yet look outside and you will see all your parents and family, They stand and sing like larks. Sure enough, some of the little ponies had the curiosity take them and they went to the windows to move the curtains to see. When they looked outside, they saw the older ponies baring the light and singing... with smiles, no less. I see mares and males, They stand true and strong. They endure their shame, For-sure it won't be long. So when the curse gone, And minds are then ease, They may've sung, But their courage will have won. The Cutie Mark Crusaders along with a mass of the class brightened up suddenly, as if Pipsqueak's words had lit something inside of them. The curtains of the homeroom were stripped down and some pony flipped the light switch on, filling the room completely with brightening light. To Pip's sides, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom ran up to him and put a hoof around his sides as they joined in. We may just spill our guts, About crushes and dreams. We could even let it loose, About sneaking out past eight. That's why we keep our wills high, And we harden ourselves for truth. So we sing? Our courage has won! All together, every little filly and colt charged out into the day; courage ringing in their hearts as they sung along to whatever music was playing from whatever direction. All but one colt; Pip, who was smiling a most mischievous smile. ...That's my boy...
Act 4: The One No one watches.Good show, Am I right? Mhm. It's a great day, Cap'n. So, what do you want to hear now? I see some ponies are singing down by the creek. Or maybe we can check on Twilight and see if she figured out how to stop me yet. Great ideas, Cap'n. But... But what? Tell me. Food for thought. Lay it on me. What about the voices no one 'ears? The voices no one hears? Hm... The voices... no one... hears... Maybe if we look here? 'Ere? Let's 'ave a look. OH! I think it's a good one! Can we watch? I would be insulted if we didn't. Bravery Original: Go the Distance - Hercules. Performed: ??? When I close my eyes, I let my mind go free, But it just keeps going To the same dark place. A place where I see, In spite of my plea, A place where the voices Make me seek for embrace. But I fight my tears, They alone can't stop me, I see all my fears, Though I stand alone, I'm against myself, I accept oneself, There is no pain I would not bare To know I'm not-- By some force, the lone pony looked around themselves, sure that something was watching them in this strange state of song. Even so, they stopped and looked to the sky above, uttering the final word between quivering lips... Alone~~~~. ...I'm sad now, Cap'n... Me too, son... Me too.
