Poof Matcher sighed and took a sip from his teacup. He had no idea why he was at this party. He was called from his studies to be here, and for what? To meet his parents' friends? Those idiots barely care anyways. Poof was lounging on a couch in the middle of the living room, around him were those 'friends' fraternizing with each other, each holding a secret agenda, some hidden reason as to why they actually accepted the invitation. Poof couldn't care less.

Perhaps the only thing that was worth his attention this night was the musician his father hired. She was quite the refined mare, a light gray earth pony who played the cello standing up on her hindlegs. The skill she possessed casted her into a certain light in Poof's eyes. He admired her, there, he said it. The way she danced her hooves on the instrument and the way she moved in and out with the cello looked like it was more of a dance number than a performer playing for an obnoxious crowd.

While Poof was mesmerized by this beauty of a mare, lightning crackled in the distance and before anypony could gasp, the lights turned off. There was a panicked shriek and the music stopped, but for the most part, it was just surprised gasps. He sipped his tea, it was chamomile, his favorite. There were some questions as to what was going on, but before a full blow panic could ensue, Poof's father spoke.

"Everypony, please calm down! This is completely normal. Whenever lightning strikes nearby the lights turn off. It will come back on soon enough." True to his word, the lights flickered on after a few seconds of silence. There was a sigh of relief.

One of his father's friends stood up with a peculiar expression. He rubbed a hoof around his chin and asked with a certain tone to it. Poof sipped some more tea, he was almost out. "So, you're saying that when lightning strikes nearby, the lights will always go out?"

"Yes, that's correct." His father replied before turning back to his mother, no doubt talking about expansion of the empire or whatever nonsense they called it these days. The music mare started playing again. Poof finished the last of his tea and proceeded to get up and trotted to the kitchen. Once there, he ignored a mare who seemed lost and poured himself another cup. The smell tickled his nostrils and Poof couldn't help but smile.

He made his way back to the couch, dodging a skinny stallion, and sat down. He watched the mysterious earth pony work her magic with an almost fervent zeal. He almost didn't notice the lightning strike, casting the house in pitch black once again. This time, the ponies were warned and didn't panic as much. Poof attempted to take another sip before a shadowy figure stepped in front of him. He opened his mouth to protest, but then felt something wet.