Springtime’s Soundtrack

DJ Pon-3 couldn’t get Rainbow Dash’s guitar playing out of her head. On the way to school the next day, every noise she heard was like an accompaniment to her friend’s amazing music.

As she stood at the street corner waiting for the light to change, every sound seemed to be harmonizing with the tune in her head. Speeding cars whizzed past at regular intervals like the thump of a bass; the footsteps of people hurrying on their way to work became a steady rhythm section; a bus’s sudden honking was a trumpet; some children’s laughter, the tinkling disks of a tambourine.

She could just imagine the band the Equestria Girls could create. With their singing and Rainbow Dash’s playing, they could really make something special happen. But did they have it in them to put a whole band together? Could they find a bass player good enough to play with Rainbow Dash? A keyboardist? A rhythm section? A drummer? It was impossible to find drummers for a band. Everyone knew that. And what’s a band without a drummer?

Just then the light at the crosswalk changed. The little red stick figure on the sign that had been holding up his hand to say “stop” changed into a little green stick figure. DJ Pon-3 heard Rainbow Dash’s playing again in her head and imagined that little green guy dancing up a storm to the imaginary music. Everyone would be bouncing up and down to that beat!

Music like that would get the whole world dancing. As she walked across the street, she imagined a heavy bass kicking in and everyone and everything around her grooving to the music. The old lady walking her dog would start rocking. The dogs in their sweaters would start prancing. Baby birds up in the trees would be boppin’ their heads and singing along. Stray cats hissing at one another in the alley would stop yowling and start purring! The policemen would blow their whistles in time to the beat. Even the cars would start dancing to the music Rainbow Dash had played.

Kids who had never danced would dance together if the Equestria Girls had a band. The Spring Fling would be a success! That was the magic secret of really good music—it brought people together.

DJ Pon-3 reached the other side of the street determined to help the girls in any way she could to make their band happen. She didn’t see it, but just behind her, the little green stick figure on the crosswalk sign waved his arms and did a moonwalk in celebration. Music really was magic!