My Report on Another World

by Piggynator


The magic of song

Heh heh... I feel like I just opened their eyes to another world. Actually, scratch that, I did. Okay, let me go over what happened: I shuffled the playlist and the sounds of music kicked off. A few songs in, I could tell their minds were blown at not only the music itself, but the fact that sound was coming out of my phone! The first few songs went down a treat, but as the playlist was coming to a close, chandalier and Let it go played. It was those two songs that really lit their fires. Before I know it, we're replaying the songs and all singing along (with the lyrics on my phone). Plus, my voice sounded amazing! The playlist ended as I gasped and asked

"What just happened? Why was my voice so... fantastic?" Twilight is quick to answer

"Honestly, I'm not sure. I guess, we were all caught up in the joy of song so much, magic must have subconsciously altered your voice. Why not try singing a song off of the top of your head to test?"

I could try that. Now, what to sing? Actually, it doesnt need to be something big. Just a single verse should suffice, right? I try singing a theme song from a show my kid likes to watch. As expected, I sound no better than a football hooligan trying to sing his team's chant.

"Magic of song, eh? Thats interesting theory." I say as I point my camcorder out the window. "How does it work?" Twilight puts her hoof on her chin before shaking her head. Well that sucks. If I could do that at anytime, that would be ideal! I could win Anyones Got Talent easily! Pinkie interupts Twilight's theory crafting with an outburst

"Hey guys! all this laughter gets me in the mood for a song of my own!" Oh yeah, Pinkie is the element of laughter. I guess this must have gotten her hyped on something. She gets up and starts singing a song which actually, to her credit, isn't all that bad. In fact, I can feel myself tapping my thighs to a beat. The song seems top be about making ponies smile. Before I know it, I ended up finding myself singing along to the very end of it! Wait, how do I know the lyrics to a song I have never heard before?

My inner thoughts are interrupted as a whistle sounds and the train pulls up to the station. We step out and the staring begins again.