Okay I have accepted Cassirin's latest dare and here is the result


PONY


The evening was approaching quickly. Most had returned from their jobs for the day. The white clapboard house at the end of the cul-de-sac was warming for a quiet evening. Dinner was on the stove. The children were finishing up their homework. Jay was seated on the side of her bed. Wyn had had a really tough day and was looking at him as he held and begun serenading her

“It's not that easy being green,
Having to spend each day the color of the leaves.
When I think it could be nicer being red, or yellow or gold...
or something much more colorful like that.

But green's the color of Spring.
And green can be cool and friendly-like.
And green can be big like an ocean, or important like a mountain,
or tall like a tree.

When green is all there is to be
It could make you wonder why, but why wonder why?
Wonder, I am green and it'll do fine, it's beautiful!
And I think it's what I want to be.”

When Jay finished, the stuffed animals around Wyn’s room were all asleep, even her Beauty and the Beast mobile hanging over her bed had stopped rotating and Lumiere and Cogsworth were snoring quite loudly. But thinking his song had done the trick Jay leaned forward and reached out to grab….. “No, way bud,” Wyn turned and said, “it was a nice song but you’re still not getting my rubber ducky,” and with that, held it closer to her and pulled the covers up over her head.

“Oh poo”, exclaimed Jay as he got up and started out the door, he turrned before leaving though and said, “fine…..I hope he gets soap bubbles in his whistle when you take your next bath and all he says when you squeeze him is pffffttt.” “You can’t say that,” Wyn responded, to which Jay follwed with, “oh, but I just did.” And he truned and left her as she threw a fuzzy slipper at the wall near where he was standing.

Jay went downstairs and knew it was time to stir the chile again. He took the lid off and with the wooden spoon began stirring whistling ……..

“I could while away the hours
Conferring with the flowers
Consultin with the rain……
And my head, I’d be scratching
While my thoughts were busy hatchin
If I only had a brain

And at the refrain he tried to jump and click his heels like the Scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz. Except, unlike the Scarecrow, Jay was wearing an apron which caught the handle of the pot he was stirring, which in turn spilled entirely down his front. Jay screamed and jumped even higher hitting his head on the over hanging light fixture he was supposed to finish that afternoon, his hair got caught in the socket and was ablaze in seconds. Now he was jumping around the kitchen with his hair on fire, chile spilled down his front trying to put it out with the oven mittens on his hands which also starting burning…..

To top it off, one of the children had left some wizard chess pieces on the floor who where now running for their lives in every which way to avoid his foot steps when a misplaced step on a Knight sent him tumbling into the kitchen table with a crash. The Knight let out a yell only surpassed by the one Jay screamed as he fell through the table and onto the floor catching the nearby newspapers on fire as well.

Just when Wyn decided that the racket downstairs needed investigating she heard a loud SPLASH. Their youngest, Day had filled her Little Mermaid plastic aquarium with water and had thrown it on her father putting out the fire and saving the day. Wyn came downstairs to cries of, “Pony….my Pony….” Jay looked up at the child with alligator tears in her eye as she held the squished chess piece of the Knight. Daddy….you broke my Pony………



....fang