Chapter 3 Morning Rituals
>You awaken to the sounds and smells of breakfast being cooked.
>You keep your eyes closed and try to figure out what’s cooking with just your nose and ears.
>From what you can hear, it sounds like eggs are being scrambled, and your nose detects the smell of cooking pancakes.
>You also detect another smell, much different than any other smell you have ever smelt before.
>It was a semi-acrid smell that made your stomach feel a little weird.
>You open your eyes and crawl off the couch, which was possible twice at comfy as your old bed, and cautiously make your way into the kitchen.
>There you see Anon, he’s bobbing his head to a tune in his head and is flipping a pancake.
>He grabs the spatula and holds it like a microphone and sings, “… To change who I used to be. A reason to start over new, and the reason is YOU!”
>He does a spin and comes face to face with you.
>You are currently trying not to burst out laughing.
>You fail miserably.
“HAHAHAAHA, nice voice man!”
>The blush on his face was redder than any cherry or tomato you have ever seen.
“Good morning, Anon. I didn’t know you could sing so well.”
>Now that you were done prodding him, you notice he really did have a good singing voice.
>”Yeah… I used to be lead vocalist in a band back home, we did covers of other bands.”
>You nod, a good way to get popularity was to cover other, more popular, bands.
>If done right, it made both bands look good, if done poorly, it just made you look like posers.
“Cool story bro… how is breakfast coming?”
>He spins around again, seemingly just remembering that he had food on the burner.
>”Just about ready, go sit down and turn on some music in the living room o we can jam during breakfast.”
>You trot over to the table and pick up Anon’s iPod with your magic and try pushing on it.
>It makes a click and the screen lights up.
>This was without a doubt the coolest thing ever.
>You see a button marked “music” and push it.
>The device makes another click and brings up a new menu.
>You see a button marked “random” and press it.
>Music immediately begins playing, (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MePHYrXCWcs)
>You had never heard of music like this.
>it had a beat unlike any you had used before, and the vocals were so unique.
>”Oh, good pick Vinyl! Daylight come and we don’t want to go home!”
>Anon starts singing and dancing to the music and you can’t help but bust a few moves yourself as the song continues.
>The track continues and the two of you are practically your own dance crowd.
>Then the song ended and the next one started (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0fTUj9mfnUk)
>”Man, this is one of my old favorites!”
>The song is much different than the other one, it had a catchy upbeat rhythm to it and a different type of vocal.
>Listening to it made you feel happy and full of energy.
>Anon and you continue to dance, admittedly with a much faster pace, and he bounces between dancing with you and keeping the food in order.
>You keep this up till the song ends and the next one kicks in (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zKX_zR022QY)
>Once again, the music was much different than any previous music you had heard before.
>It had a snappy drum in the background that made you bob your head around and the lyrics were unique and full of emotion.
>You marveled at Anon’s impressive music collection!
>”This was really popular back home!”
>The two of you slow the dance down and grabs your front right hoof and pulls you upright and begins to drag you into a weird two step.
>It was strange because you had never danced upright, but fun because he seemed to know what to do even if you didn’t.
>His experience made it to where, even if you felt a little off kilter, the moves the two of you pulled must’ve looked like it was two professionals.
>The tow of you dance this way until you smell the pungent scent of burnt eggs.
“Anon, the eggs are burning!”
>He lets you go and flips around to try to salvage the eggs.
>while he does this the song changes again (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yVMH6IOHXso)
>And again with the incredibly different music!
>This song had a fast paced rock tone with a female singer that made you wanna hit a mosh pit!
>The lyrics were about a woman who stole a guy away from another girl, but you didn’t care, the song was just too good for that to matter.
>While you were jamming out, Anon had loaded up two plates with oodles of delicious pancakes, eggs, and on Anon’s plate, strips of meat.
>The meat explained the smell that hit your nose earlier.
>Just as the two of you sit down and start eating, with you avoiding looking at Anon’s plate, the song changes.
> (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uTTXJM5woJ8)
>It started off very somber and when the colt started singing, you were drawn in by his emotions and word.
>Than the chorus hit, and it gained a bit of complexity that you could appreciate.
>Anon’s head was swaying back and forth with the song as he shoveled food into his mouth.
>The two of you silently ate breakfast and listened to the music.
>It was a nice change to what you had gotten used to in Ponyville…
>You, alone, bored, and eating some shitty flavored dry cereal.
>You promised yourself right then and there, you would never go back to that!
>With renewed vigor you finish off the rest of your meal.
>”Well, now that you have some food in ya, I would suggest working on your music line up for tonight!”
>Anon was right, you had to focus on what music you would be playing so you were prepared!
>”I need 10 songs for a full show, I would strongly suggest using the three you used in Ponyville, and pick 7 more that you think would fit the mood, they don’t have to be dubstep but never pick a classical song and you should be ok!”
>You can understand the classical thing, most ponies would get sick and tired of the same music over and over again and this is Canterlot, the classical mecca.
>You knew of a few songs that might fit in with what the crowd wanted, but you were gonna have to consult the list of music you had with you to get a better idea for your playlist.
>”I have a few errands I need to take care of around town so I will leave you to it.”
>You nod and levitate your music list out of your saddlebags… this was going to be one crazy night!