Jim was trotting around cloudsdale. He lived in ponyville but he fancied a look at the Pegasus capital. He looked at the cloud buildings, the pegasi flying about. He preferred this place to canterlot as one of the big places in the world. Canterlot was snobby and stuck up, but cloudsdale was filled with friendly, hard working ponies. On that note, he decided to take a visit to the weather factory.
He flew down to the weather factory. Jim wasn't a particularly excellent flier, but he could fly well enough. He went in and took the tour, observing the different methods of production. He checked the chart saying what weather would be when. So it was thunder today. He went down to the production area and simply observed. The noise was at first annoying, but it got quite rythimic after a bit.