PonyHooves

Golden Heart and Gerty Greetings looked to each other. Ice Storm didn't know how to play pin the tail on the pony. That meant she had never played the game before. It seemed as though a little bit of teaching was needed. However, they preferred to let their daughter explain the game. Pixie always wanted to play pin the tail on the pony when it came to the day of a party. She could recite how the game worked in her sleep. The pair looked at Pixie Parcel. Pixie knew the wanted her to kindly explain the workings of such a simple, yet pleasurable game. "The game is quite simple... All you have to do is pin this tail on the correct end of the pony while you are being blindfolded. It doesn't matter about winning. Its just a fun game." Pixie Parcel explained.

Screw Loose Screw Loose looked down and saw the Mayor. She seemed to be in such a cheerful mood. It was the cheerful tone that made the blue earth pony feel a sense of warmth in her heart. She also had a great respect for the the Mayor. Her job was so big. Especially, when there was a crisis going on and everypony is in full panic. Thankfully, there was yet to be any sort of crisis today. It was still just a peaceful morning and nopony was in trouble. "Good morning miss Mayor." Screw Loose replied in an equally cheerful tone. "I like getting an early start to the day... The early morning sun is fresh and the dew drops are still shimmering on the grass. Well, so far I have all of the painting equipment I'll be needing. But I might run out of paint at some point." The mare continued to paint. She quite enjoyed lending other ponies a helping hoof. It kept her busy when she knew it wasn't time to make one of her odd jokes off to the public. Her cutie mark may have been a screw. But that screw was symbolic of her unusual jokes. Screw Loose called her unusual jokes, performaning jokes. But whatever anypony called it, they would always seem somewhat different in many aspects.

Welcome to Canterlot.

Welcome to Canterlot.

Fluttershy looked at the grey stallion. "You can talk to birds too! Aren't they just wonderful creatures with such sweet singing voices?" The mare was smiling brightly as she began to talk in confidence.

Welcome to Canterlot.

Spike sat down and wiped the sweat from his brow. He was glad that no more check lists were coming his way. The baby dragon just wanted five minutes to relax. He wasn't exactly very fond of all of the cleaning and the check lists. He'd much rather fantasize about Rarity, the pony he has a crush on. Fluttershy continued to look down. She stood in pure silence. The shy mare didn't have it in her to speak up to a stranger who she didn't know.

"This is my job... I'm a card maker. I make and sell cards. But I'm not rich. This house is so big because my husband earns more bits by helping out other ponies at his clinic." Gerty explained. When Dinky started to sing, Gerty flattened her ears up against her head. Her singing was quite loud. The mare was sure that the foal was singing the notes in the wrong order. She mentioned wanting to be famous. "Well, being famous is nice... But you'd spend more time working than being with your friends." The mare explained.

Happy birthday Pinkie Pie! I hope you enjoy letting other ponies plan the party for you this year.

Screw Loose The blue mare stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her grey mane was a terrible mess. She smiled as she let out a deep sigh. Screw Loose picked up her brush and tried to neaten up her messy mane. It stayed flat only for a few seconds. After that strands of her mane became displaced at odd angles and her mane looked poofy. Screw Loose chuckled softly to her self. It seemed as though her mane would never do what she wanted it to. The mare knew that she must look somewhat frightful to other pony folk. But she was actually a very nice and caring mare. After a failed attempt, the comedian left her humble home. Screw Loose looked at the world around her an inhaled each new scent it brought to her nostrils. Ponyville was such a peaceful place to live. Her screw cutie mark shone brightly in the morning sun. The mare began to hum a gentle tune to her self as she made her way to Town Hall. Screw Loose spent half of her time helping others and today was no exception. She already knew what her first job of the day was. Screw Loose had kindly offered to paint Town Hall. When the mare had arrived at her destination. She slipped on a white coat that she used for painting and some white hoof protectors. She may not have looked like it, but Screw Loose cared about her own personal grooming. She cared so much that she always wore protective clothing with any job she did. The mare grabbed a bucket of paint and climbed up the ladder. She rested the bucked on the stand, before dipping a paint prush into the paint..Screw Loose happily started painting Town Hall while continuing to whistle her little tune.

Welcome to Canterlot.

Welcome to Canterlot.

Welcome to Canterlot.

Welcome to Canterlot.

Spike sighed as he went to get the broom. He picked up the broom and brought it over to Twilight Sparkle. "Here's your broom, Twilight." Fluttershy quickly landed. A few of the birds flew away. Fluttershy looked at the ground and began to pick at it with her front left hoof.

My OC's Gerty Greetings // Earth Pony // Female // Middle Aged Adult // http://www.canterlot...reetings-final/ // Threads http://www.canterlot...ow/page__st__80 http://www.canterlot...closed-for-now/ http://www.canterlot...ll/page__st__20 Golden Heart // Pegasus // Male // Middle Aged Adult // http://www.canterlot...en-heart-final/ // Threads http://www.canterlot...ll/page__st__20 http://www.canterlot...en/page__st__20 http://www.canterlot...m/page__st__140 Pixie Parcel // Pegasus // Female // Young Adult // http://www.canterlot...e-parcel-final/ // Threads http://www.canterlot...ed/page__st__60 http://www.canterlot...n/page__st__280 Whisperpaw // Unicorn // Male // Young Adult // http://www.canterlot...isperpaw-final/ // Threads http://www.canterlot...in/page__st__20 http://www.canterlot...en/page__st__60 http://www.canterlot...-whisperpaw-rp/ http://www.canterlot...en/page__st__20 Paw Print // Earth Pony // Female // Young Adult // http://www.canterlot...aw-print-final/ // Threads http://www.canterlot...n/page__st__220 http://www.canterlot...anehattan-open/ http://www.canterlot...ly/page__st__40 http://www.canterlot...te/page__st__20 FiM Cast Screw Loose // Earth Pony // Female // Adult // http://www.canterlot...ew-loose-final/ // Threads http://www.canterlot...easy-life-open/

Spike watched the frantic actions of Twilight, his primary care giver and one of his best friends. She alsways seemed as though she was in such a rush. He had to admit it. Twilight was quite obsessive when it came to having everything perfect. He thought the books already looked neat as it was. "Twilight? Do you really have to re-order the books again. We did that last week!" He spoke in a disaproving tone while he rolled his eyes at her. Fluttershy was getting her bird chior ready for the visit. They were all lined up in order on a tree. The mare was hovering only inches from the ground. She waved her hooves around signaling for when she wanted the notes they whistled to change pitch. However, one bird seemed to be slightly out of tune. It bothered her quite a bit. But she didn't want to hurt his feelings. The mare had to break it to the bird in a gentle way. "Umm... Excuse me... Please... Maybe you could just try to lower your pitch, if that's okay with you. I'm afraid your singing the wrong note." Fluttershy spoke softly to the bird, trying her best not to insult him.

"That's a pretty good trick your doing with your magic. You just need to keep trying." Gerty told the foal. "I didn't make perfect cookies on my first try. I burnt them to a crisp. But I never gave up and though it's not my special talent, I don't burn them and I know the right amount of ingrediants to use." She began to make a birthday card. The mare glued on a purple bow in the corner of the card. She began to sketch away a drawing of a filly blowing out the candles on a large birthday cake on the front of the card.

Tie me kanagroo sport!

*Drinks skimmed milk*

I hear voices in my head They council me They understand They talk to me

Welcome to Canterlot and don't worry... We won't ignore you.

"I'm Gerty Greetings... But you can just call me Gerty." She answered Dinky's question. The mare smiled kindly. "Would you like to help me make greetings cards? You can make one for your mummy if you like." Gerty started to take out her card making equipment and her little card making projects that lacked colour. The mare was a card maker. She made her cards in the comfort of her own home and sold them when her card stock was full. She was low on completed cards. Gerty was sure that the foal would like getting involved and being allowed to colour in different cards with the mare.

Gerty smiled. She knew it was easy for anypony to forget somepony else's name. She used to do it all of the time. Suddenly it seemed as though Dinky had perked up. It was the smell of the cookies that did it. It seemed as though her welcoming snack wouldn't go un-noticed. "Yes... I made cookies just for you. I'm sure that walk here made you hungry, Dinky." Gerty replied softly. Gerty opened the kitchen door. On the kitchen work surface was a plate of cookies. Gerty Greetings lifted off the plate and brought it down to Dinky's height.