The chaotic creature balanced precariously on a single foot as he retrieved the last tray of crumpets from the oven with his one remaining free hand. The reason for his odd, flamingo-like stance was the metal sheet teetering on the sole of his shoe that was bent up behind him, upon which rested several steaming crumpets. He had insisted that placing hot pastries on wood was bad for the air and had then taken to balancing or holding every single tray he pulled from the oven on some part of his body, regardless of the heat.

The ponies all looked on, intrigued, as the biped managed to keep hold of the last tray while closing the oven door. The man turned slowly around to face the group of ponies and smiled through the tray he held in his teeth. “Dadah,” he said as he worked to keep his mouth closed around the cooking equipment. The group all applauded his efforts, the previous worry they held now forgotten after the being had demonstrated no ill-will towards them.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. That’s cool and all but now what are you going to do?” Rainbow Dash asked as she looked at the biped, a challenge clear on her face.

“Thimple,” the oddity said around the tray in his mouth. Almost immediately afterwards, the trays all found themselves airborne as he tossed them up, quickly moving back to his normal standing position afterwards. The trays reached the apex of their height and started to fall as the man began straightening his moustache.

“Hmm, I think you may want to catch those trays now George, before they hit the ground,” Entropy said as it’s eyes shifted to reveal it was looking at the falling metal and food.

“Huh? Oh! Right,” George said as he snapped his fingers and the trays stopped their speedy descent, instead deciding to levitate at the ponies’ eye level.

Another round of applause where George bowed to them occurred and passed. “So your name is George?” Twilight asked curiously as she put her, now empty, teacup down in front of her. “That doesn’t sound like a name I would expect to be held by Discord’s brother.”

“Yeah, well, Dizzy changed his name after he realized he had chaotic energy. I decided to keep mine,” George explained as he snapped his fingers again and the trays started to spin around him, steam floating up into the air from the plates and leaving a transparent spiral about him.

The large headgear looked at the spinning trays for a moment before a look of clarity passed across his face. “Ah yes, of course, you’re cooling the food so it will be more edible for the ponies, how considerate of you.”

“Wait, I’m what?” George said with a glance towards the hat before he looked down at the rotating food. “Oh no, you got me all wrong Entropy. I just like feeling like I’m a power core sometimes," the biped said with a smile before raising his arms vertically. "PHOOOSH!” the biped shouted as a hum started to fill the air and the plates picked up enough speed to cause a gust of wind. After a moment of the oddness, he smiled and dropped his arms, the plates halting abruptly to float steadily once more in front of him as the hum died from the air.

Following a silence where the ponies all looked at him with raised eyebrows, George spoke again. “Oh, speaking of good ol’ Dizzy. Where is he? I assumed that you would know, what with being the Elements of Harmony and all.” After the question, he took a moment to retrieve his tea from the table with his now free hands and indulge in a sip as he waited for the hesitant response from the ponies.

The ponies all looked to one another in silent discussion before Applejack took the initiative to speak up. “We had ta turn him to stone. He was causing some mighty powerful chaos and we had to put an end to it,” the farm pony said in a solid tone. The gathered beings all turned to look at the man to see how he would deal with the news, including his own hat that redirected its attention towards its wearer and away from the silver plates.

The man’s face fell into a frown for a moment as the various levitating objects around him started to quiver from unstable magic. Quickly though, a cheerful smile snapped back onto his face and the snack trays steadied out once controlled magic took hold of them. George looked at each of the ponies in front of him with steady eyes. “Well, I assume it had to be done. Discord never was very good at restricting his magic.” All the spectators sighed in relief at the care free response and went back to sipping their multi-flavored tea. All except for one of them anyway.

“Why aren’t you smiling anymore?” Pinkie asked as she tilted her head to look at the man from a new viewpoint. “You just said that it had to be done, but you’re still so sad.”

“What are you talking about, this is a smile. I’m perfectly fine,” the man responded with a look to the mare.

“No, I mean, why don’t you have a real smile? You just put on that fake one.”

Before the man could respond, a knock came from the wooden doorway, interrupting the conversation. Twilight glanced between the two before standing from her seat and walking towards the door in the other room. The man remained stock-still with a glazed over expression as he looked at the pink pony. In return, the pink pony tilted her head from side to side, like she was studying something.

After a moment of the staring contest, Twilight’s voice flooded in from the main room of the library. “Oh, Princess Celestia. So glad you could come.” At the words, the entire group broke their concentration from the man and proceeded into the main room, leaving the man behind in the kitchen with his thoughts and some plates of crumpets.

Celestia managed to bid a hello to each of the Elements in addition to Spike before a familiar scent caught her attention. “Is that Joke tea I smell?” the princess asked as she looked toward the kitchen. The man within stepped around the corner, a shining white tea cup in his grip as plates of crumpets floated around him.

“It most certainly is. Hope you still like tea as much as you used to, Celestia,” the man said as he approached the alicorn. An expression of shock covered her features as the man came into view. Twilight realized this was one of two times that she had ever seen the princess surprised. The other one being when Discord had stolen the elements out from under their noses.

Celestia gathered herself and smiled to the man. “It’s been a long time George. I’m not sure if I’ve kept my taste for Joke Tea.”

“If you’ve lost it I can help you find again.” The man grinned again and flung the teacup at Celestia, the liquid within exiting past the top of the cup as it sped through the air. As it approached, the princess’s horn flashed yellow and the cup was surrounded by a matching aura. With incredible dexterity and quickness, the cup dashed through the air around the princess, catching every last drop of airborne liquid before settling into a steady horizontal grasp.

“You’re far too predictable, George.” At the words, both of the long-lived beings broke into a laugh, the man bending backwards as he did so. Twilight, again, realized she had never heard the princess laugh aloud before and took a moment to remember the sound. It was like bells made of gold were ringing.

The princess was the first to stop laughing, taking a sip of her tea while she looked at the biped in front of her. Meanwhile, the man continued on with a very long string of laughs. Eventually, it was broken by a very deep, commanding voice. “That is quite disrespectful of you George. Control yourself man, you’re in front of a princess after all.” The man’s laughter dropped to a chuckle and the voice spoke again. “I say! Compose yourself!” The chuckle ended and the man returned to his normal standing position, looking at the princess as the edges of his mouth fought to keep his laughter contained.

“Much better,” Entropy said with a finishing tone. This time, though, he was in full view of the princess and she immediately raised an eyebrow.

“Are you practicing ventriloquism now, George?” Celestia said as she eyed the hat.

“Hmmm? Oh no, this is my chaperone. Entropy meet Celestia. Celestia, Entropy,” the man said as he waved his hand back and forth between the two.

“It is a pleasure to meet you, your highness,” the hat said as it closed its eyes and attempted a look of subservience.

The princess’s look of confusion shifted to that of amusement and she inclined her head toward the hat. “It is a pleasure to meet you as well, Entropy. Being George’s chaperone must take a lot out of you.”

“It is indeed a tricky job, but he’s saved my hide more than once in the past. So it’s even,” the hat said with a grin.

“Oh, I couldn’t let that crazy mare get to you. Imagine what would happen if I had leather.”

“Well, I think the mane issue was her hair. It was quite the mess and I certainly didn’t want any of those follicles on me.”

“I would continue with these puns, but I fear that the princess and her ponies would quickly grow tired of our horsing around,” the man said, not missing a beat.

The princess took the opportunity in between bad word play to cut into the hurricane of puns and spoke, her voice full of energy. “Though I enjoy your puns, I feel that we should head back to Canterlot. Luna will be so happy to see you alive and well,” she said as she looked to George.

The biped’s smile faded away as a look of shock took its place. “You mean Luna...” Celestia smiled softly and nodded her head in confirmation. “Entropy, lend me some chaos.” The hat smiled and a red flash surrounded it for a brief moment. Following that, the man’s hands started to spark with red energy.

George looked to the ponies and locked eyes with the white princess, what seemed like an hour passed and Celestia nodded. The chaotic being raised his hands into the air and placed two of his fingers together on each hand, the magic starting to spark even more wildly as the two digits met. The sound of tearing fabric crashed through the air as the man snapped both pairs of fingers and swung his arms downward. With that painful sound, all the gathered bodies vanished into a flash of white. Additionally, they were also joined by all the different teacups that had been used for drinks and both the guard ponies outside, including their sky carriage.

(Hello, hello, hello everyone! N64Fan coming at ya with a new chapter to the best darn, rootin' tootin' story this side of the 4chan trollfic boundaries! Another big thank you to my editor StapleCactus for being awesome! -N64Fan)