I glide down the streets, playing random notes off the ukulele, “Livin in the sunshine, loving in the moonlight, having a wonderful time!”

My playing seems to attract the attention of a few ponies, and they look over and start to move towards me.

I’m too caught up to care about them though, “Just take it from me, I’m as free as any daughter!”

I stop in the middle of a prance, sending my bell a ringing.

I put my hand on my chin, and bow over dramatically to look a random pony in the eyes, “Hmm, no smile, no brightness on that face, obviously not listening.”

The pony stops, and stares back in my eyes, “Can I help you?”

I lean my back up from its 90 degree position, “Oh, of course he listens as soon as I start to be boring!”

The pony walks past me, “Sorry, I have more pointless meandering to do.”

I look at the pony as he walks away, and scratch my chin with my ukulele, “Hmm, that gentleman obviously won’t help. Looks like I’ll just have to find more gentlemen to help!”

I turn around on my heel, and see right behind me some ponies, “Hello there!”

I didn’t see the frying pan that they held, however.

*Claong!*

———

I wake up to find myself restrained on a chair made of spounge. I look at my taffy restarants, then up at some ponies mulling about, “Ah, gentlemen, I assume you chased off the ruffian that knocked me out and took me in for care, yes?”

The ponies all look over at me in surprise, “Don’t worry friend, we are working on fixing the mutation Discord has done to you.”

I smile and tilt my head, “Well, dear friends! It does warm my heart to see some ponies who would be helpful enough as to try and fix any mutations! Really, it warms my heart deep inside of me. But I’m afraid you got the wrong person, I am as I should be.”

The ponies all look at me in new surprise, “You aren’t mutated by the chaos?”

I bite off my taffy restraints, and enjoy the flavor, “Oh no, my friends, in fact I’d say I enjoy it!” I extend a hand to all of them, “My name is Tim, Element of Fun!”

They look at me with awe, “You are an Element bearer?!” One bows at my feet, “Forgive me for my mistake!”

I pick up the pony, and stand them back up, “Now, now, dear friends, it’s not fun to apologize or to bow! How about you all join me in spreading fun?”

They look at each other, “How can we find fun in this chaotic wasteland? When nothing we know is real, what can we have fun with?”

I pull out another ukulele from nowhere, and smile at them, “This land is a true paradise, you should appreciate it! And there is no way greater to show appreciation then to have fun!”

They look at me with sad eyes, “How?”

I strum a few chords on the ukulele, and smile up at them.

“Look all around us now!
A wonderland of madness!
A place of everything!
Yet you still fill it with sadness!”

All of their ears perk up, and I stand from my chair, “A wonderland?”

I nod, and start play out my song.

“Look around the place!
Where everypony tries their best to look down!
But it time I fixed their face!
Turn into a smile what was once a frown!”

I kick out the door made of gingerbread, and lead the ponies behind me through the town.

“Listen to my music, listen to my song!
Accept each note and take it through!
Listen and join along as you wish!
And what was one my song, may belong to you!”

Some ponies on the streets stop in their tracks, and start to follow me through the streets.

“Playing strings, woodwind or brass!
Join in with voice, high or low!
Playing along in perfect discord!
And my musics fun you will now know!”

More and more ponies follow behind me as I prance down the streets.

“Any song that you may wish!
Jazz, rock, ukulele, or even hitting a fish with a stick!
Everyone gets to pick and choose!
The song of your fun is yours to pick!”

I arrive at the center to find the entire town behind me. I collapse backwards onto some hands made of cloth that pick me up and carry me above and around the crowd.

“Listen to my music, listen to my song!
Accept each note and take it through!
Listen and join along as you wish!
And what was once my song, may belong to you!”

Ponies start to pull out instruments of their own. Chello, drums, violas, saxophones, and some pull out their own ukuleles. They all have hands made of ice pick them up and all of them orbit around me as we continue on.

“Look around at the chaos that we live in!
The near perfect paradise!
Yet sadder are most then theyve ever been!
Even when left entity to their own device!”

Me and the other ukulele players all join in one verse, highs and lows playing around my voice that’s decidely in the middle.

“Join together within one piercing chorus!
Have the ponies call us for an encore!
Playing in discored harmony!
And we’ll leave you to play some more!”

I strum the final cords of my song, and join in the final notes.

“Listen to my music, listen to my song!
Accept each note and take it through!
Listen and join along as you wish!
And what was once my song, may belong to you!”

I smile and step back and see the ponies continue on.

“Listen to our music!
Open your ears and it will run you through!
Join along in our fun!
What’s now our song now belongs to all of you!”

I smile and walk off, hearing the music I made cheering them up.

Onto the next town, onto the next song.