Muted Mayhem and Merrymaking

Previously

…They weren’t perfect, their steps weren’t always in sync, and their singing was certainly questionable. But they were having fun. Pure, unadulterated fun. And for the first time, Jon felt a flicker of something other than anxiety about his own social ineptitude. He felt a strange, burgeoning sense of… possibility. Perhaps, just perhaps, laughter wasn't something you found, but something you created, even in the midst of utter chaos. Even when your feet were tied together with ribbons. The Giggle Gem, he mused, might be closer than he thought. Or perhaps, it was simply a very, very long way away, and he’d better get used to tripping.