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Dagger’s choices were all very safe as a kid’s menu would be. Before turning her complete attention to the assorted activities presented on her little paper menu, she muttered that she wanted the macaroni and cheese, or as it was called in the menu, Masala's Marvelous Macaroni & Please.She sounded more like 'Rac&Reeez' when the Pegasus pony had asked her what she wanted. These also came with a small bowl of grapes for some reason.The cat and pony had a slightly bigger selection of food to choose from."Well, there's always Pakora....It's basically little fried nuggets of assorted flavors...spinach...hay....potato...All different and all very yummy.", the cat purred, "You can pick a few dips, which they were nice enough to give cute little names and pictures to tell you how spicy their sauce is....There's Bachche flavor...With a little foal next to it...This is just sauce...And all the way to the end is two faced fiery pony named Agni...That's the really hot stuff....And in the middle is an guy with sun-glasses being all cool...But not too cool....That's madhya sauce...." she sad with a grin."There's also Hay-Samosa, which kind of sounds like a song....And I'm going with the Baingan....Looks to good to pass...."After a few moments, the older pony returned with their drinks and asked if they were ready to order.Spoiler***Feel free to respond anywhere*Once their order was set, the cat got an odd look in her eyes. "I don't want to be rude....I'm just curious....You said you had brittle bones....Wow....And you do what you do...You're far braver than me...How do you do it? All those stunts and impressive flying, knowing that you could hurt yourself even at a simple accident." Thrilly felt rather bad, dragging such a pony through such danger only for her silly little necklace.-
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Smolder could not help but chuckle just a little bit. It was so bizarre the first time her brother had revealed that he enjoyed an actual art. This was something rather rare for a dragon. They enjoyed collecting things. Rocks. Gems. Gold. But to actually produce something on their own? This almost made her wonder if Ember had originally meant to invite Garble to this 'School Of Friendship'. He was not afraid to go against dragon customs, while Smolder never saw herself as anything special. While she originally had not wanted to go to Ponyville, over the last few months, she had quickly changed her mind. She rather liked it here.And now this image of seeing her brother reading a book? "If you are able to get ahold of the book, I would be more than happy to bring it to my brother during the next break." While he was much better than before, how would he treat this sweet, gentle colt? Probably worse than he had originally treated Spike. She paused to listen to Valen's attempt at Beat Poetry, "You did good...It just needs to go along with music...As the poetry keeps up with the beat of the music...Drums..guitars...And maybe even a piano...Erm...For money, I could always give you a few gems." she would feel bad if he had to actually pay for the thing, being a kid and all. Well, a kid younger than she."And if you're looking for peace and serenity...There's actually a lovely little garden behind the school..", the dragon started to lead the young pony further down the hallway. "Not sure who made it, but I like to go back there when I need to concentrate and relax....It's right by a waterfall and you can just close your eyes and...", for just a moment the dragon was asleep on her feet. "Woah..", she quickly woke. It took her a moment to start moving again......"As for rooms..",She pushed open a door. Inside was a lovely little bedroom with a bunk-bed on one side, and a series of desks and shelves on the other side. It appeared to be vacant.. "As you can see it's rather homey...Lots of room to study...The beds are very comfortable....As are the chairs...Just hope you get a roommate that doesn't snore..." Thankfully Ocellus was a very quiet roomie. The room itself once belonged to that little creep Cozy Glow...A pony Smolder always knew was up to no good..."Have any questions before we go on?" -
"Oh." the little dragon could not help but respect the mare. She had weak bones, but she still did crazy Pegasus pony stunts. If 'Dagger' had those issues, she'd probably spend her life rolled up in bubble-wrap and away from danger. Thankfully she was a dragon and there was no creature alive that was tougher, stronger, meaner and....Oooh... As they entered the restaurant, she noticed the menus. This was a fun place! Her parents had taken her to a few snobby-horses type places. With their snooty waiters holding their snouts up. Those places always had menus that were the size of Manehatten phone books. And always in Prench. Or Prench looking words. And they always came with book-marks! No menu needs these!Thankfully this appeared to be a place of quality as there was a stack of paper kids menus nearby. These would come with generic crayons which would be used to defeat a maze and even solve a few word problems! And her menu should only contain three choices. Spaghetti. Mac'N' Cheese. Kid's Hay-Burger. They would know crazy Indian food would be a little too rough on a kid's lil' stomach, so it would always be the safe choices. For once, the mighty 'Dagger' was pleased.The small group sat down...The first thing they saw was the drink menu. "I'll have the ‘Hoot’n’Holler’n Jump'n Joy'Juice’ citrus type soda in the 'fun' cup.", she asked before her attention was turned to the kid's menu that had been hoofed over to her. Oooh! This one had a cool maze! She needed to guide Tiwari the Tiger to his pleasant little forest home. Oh oh! He needed to avoid pesky tiger traps! Angry ponies with pointy sticks and also another tiger who was apparently evil. Oh yeah. That tiger had big eyebrows! Evil!The cat was the last to order..."Guess I'll just have milk....". Once the waiter moved on, she opened up her menu..."Guess mostly ponies go to this place and not cats or griffons....So no fish.....This....Hyder....hyderabadi Baingan looks good...I do like peanut gravy....", she eyeballed the pony. "if you need any help figuring out what to order...Just ask... You might like spicy but sometimes too much spicy is too much..", she grinned back at her new friend.-
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"I just don't understand what's her deal...If she wanted to be alone and not covered in crazy ponies..." The only one they were missing was Silverstream. Just fill her up with some sugar and she'd probably join the crazy bouncing along with Pinkie and what might be her brother. "This is probably the worst place to be...The rest of Ponyville is probably deserted." The odd pony-dragon person wisely tried to help her find a slightly less crowded area. Ugh. She really needed to look into that. Was it possible that ponies and dragons were compatible?Smolder was slightly confused about her last comment. "Fight bats? You don't fight bats, you just let them flutter away, but if they want to fight us, usually a little 'pwosh' of fire their way would scare just about anyone..", she pretended to shoot fire.."I wouldn't hurt them of course as Miss Fluttershy would freak out if she found out. Probably give me that dirty look of hers...The ol'Flutter-eye.", she paused as the odd pony placed one of those adventurer hats on her. Hopefully this was an actual real pith helmet and not some cruddy Nightmare Night costume hat. "Thanks." She would go on an little adventure with this crazy mare and even use it as a school project."I currently reside over at the new school near the big castle...It's really hard to miss. Just ask for Smolder.", the dragon added with a wink.-
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The pair ‘o’ ponies cheered together as the impressive stallion made his throw. For such a big guy, he was still pretty dexterous.“Good job Mister Mac.”, the filly made sure to study his moves. She would copy them. Master his skills. Be like the Mac..”Those apples look just as good as the ones in the stand...Maybe better.”, she gave her colt-friend a wink.Business lessons? Freckles couldn’t be that much older than the blue Pegasus and she needed lessons in business? Wind Walker was still trying to figure out algebra! And they had Zap Apples! Miss Cheerilee did mention something about them. Something about they taste shockingly good. Wind Walker would have named them Zippityzapples, which is fun to say.“Oh yeah, we’ve met before...”A few Ponyville events....A sleepover....The filly was too polite to mention that the Apple cousin was a bit of a tattle-tail. She needed to be positive. “Heya Babs.”, she noticed her cutie mark. “I always wondered why some ponies get direct examples of what jobs they will get....You got a pair of scissors and Fastie over here has his train....While mine is an tornado with wings..It’s a bit more odd symbol that could mean anything..But I was told it meant I was both a strong and fast flyer...”Once it was her turn, Wind Walked scooped up the ring and let it go.......-
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“Wagh!”, the orange scaled dragon thought she blended so well into the background. But nope! Her blending abilities were no match for this Daring Do enthusiast!She asked if the young dragon had seen a ruin lately...”Well...Sort of..”, she glanced over at the angry armored mare. That was one ruined pony. Broken horn. And probably a broken heart to go with that horn. “Somebody needs to help that gal...Get her out of her armor...Take her out dancing..”, she whispered before clearing her throat and shifting topics, “That Spike....For such a little fella, he’s as brave as a dragon ten times his size.”, she didn’t want to brag, but the Headmare was more than happy to let the dragon borrow both Spike and Miss Fluttershy.“I’m always up for adventure...But erm...”, she glanced at the odd mare, “Who are you, and why are you dressed like Daring Do?" This was something she probably needed to know, " Also, I’m almost done..”, she pulled out a small calendar, “Making up for a week I missed in school...Erm.....Can’t do it then...Group assignment....”, she was assigned with a certain blue griffon on that one. Ho-Boy.....”Having te.....er..meeting with Fluttershy....”, she ran through a few more days....”You’ll just need to find a non-school day you can borrow me..” Oddly enough, one of her assignments was to hang around with an ‘unique’ new friend while doing something new. That surely fit the bill!Smolder smiled and waved at the odd Pinkie/Thorax team-up...."Not so well..", she whispered back to the king's question about her IRON PONY accomplishments, "But the games so far have been entertaining at least....Just need more lava-surfing and arm wrestling.', she added with a grin. "Then I'll be on the top of the board...""Huh.", she noticed an rather silly stallion stroll into view. "Didn't know Miss Pie had a brother.", she nodded at the poofy mane-wearing stallion....What a weird day this has been so far...-
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Holy Smoke! Even she knew who Tempest Shadow was. The last major invasion.....Or was it, the second to last invasion of Canterlot...This had all happened before the school.. The dragon had read about it in an stash on old newspapers she found in the school's library. The armored pony, who for some reason was still wearing her armor, had joined forces with some creep named the Storm King.. They invaded Canterlot with a army of monsters....But was defeated and killed....For some reason, his second in command was not only spared, but granted her freedom. What's with that? She should have at least spent a few decades rotting away in jail. Or even sent to Tartarus, like Cozy was. This same Storm King along with his army also chased her friend Silverstream and her people into hiding...Into the sea....Wonder what the Hippogriff would do, knowing an ally of the King was still up and about?For such a cool look pony, this Tempest sure was rather grumpy....And not in a cool, loner sort of way that ends up saving the town and ending up with the girl...Or guy. Just a sad sort. But what was it that the mare in the costume called her? Berrytwist? Was that her real name? Were they going to fight? Thankfully a nearby vendor was selling popcorn, which Smolder quickly scrambled over and purchased.
This was going to be good! The young dragon greedily gobbled up the popped corn and watched the strange unicorn from a comfortable distance. Would something cool happen, or would they just sing a happy little pony song and dance around?-
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Pinkie did mention that..." Okay, not technically a road trip, because we're taking that....." (points at balloon)
So that means we'll probably never see Applejack's Appletruck and Cardboard Twilight.
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"Ugh." After spending a moment to try to fly off all the extra calories she gained during the cupcake contest, Smolder found a nice and comfortable spot to sit. What was with those little cakes? She was a dragon! She could punch rocks into dust and eat gems! Gems! Those were thick and rocky! Cupcakes were soft and fluffy like an newborn kitten or a cloud. After a moment of pondered she was pretty sure it had to do with the milk. She wasn't a mammal and therefore her stomach was not used to milk. Good. But as she turned her attention to the small gathering of spectators and games attendees, a pony caught her eye. An armored mare, which was odd seeing, considering this was an fun little Ponyville event..And she was not wearing that 'Twilight Guard' armor she had seen a few stout ponies had worn before. Also, her horn was busted. Ouch.She appeared to be picking on that strange pony-dragon person.....They were both at the obstacle course! That's where she had seen then before. It wasn't her business to reply, but she was feeling rather salty after her poor performances at the games so far. Still, she would keep quiet for the moment and just relax. Then a strange mare dressed as Daring Doo appeared....Was she there to pose for pictures? For now, Smolder would just rest and do a little pony-watching..-
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Two lil' Pegasus kids cantered into view.
"So, this mare comes out of the doctor's office and says 'Hey! That's not my pontoon boat!", the little colt had just finished a rather long joke, causing his companion, a blue filly to burst into laughter.
"Wow, Wiseacre told that joke in class?", the little filly gasped as she wiped the tears from her eyes. "I'm sure old Miss Prunegrumble had her suspended like before.", she sighed as her friend nodded. "Wise' probably had to act the whole joke while telling it? That's gonna get you a suspension."The pair stopped dead in their tracks when they noticed the booth the Apple Cousins had set up. "Hey, Fastie, oooh..", she gasped, "They're doing ring-tosses for candy apples...I think I wanna try and win..."The colt was less than impressed. "Or we could just walk a few feet and purchase one of those really cool candy apples at the stall nearby. They have one covered in caramel, marshmallow and then an apple coating....For double the apple flavor!", he bounced."Phooey..", the filly waggled her front right hoof at her friend, "Where's the fun in that? Where's the challenge?", she produced a grin that was just a tad bit too large for the colt to be comparable with. Especially with her standing so close. Defeated, the little pony turned to make his way down to the pair."Hey Applebloom.......And...", she only met the little farmer's cousin a few times, but she was hardly a fan. Still, she had to be positive. "Babs Seed...", she was still not sure what a Babs was. "This sure is nice. Usually these ring toss things have you try to win cheap generic stuffed animal versions of ten-year-old cartoons."The pair pulled out some bits and waited till it was their turn.-
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I enjoyed this a bit more than I thought I would....And yeah, the eyes are a little odd with ToonBoom...But only when they're wide open.
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SpoilerWhen AJ listened to what I said. Just yank the dang flower out of the ground and throw it at their faces... And she did!
And I liked how it wasn't the big Deus ex Machina magic box that fixes everything..Just little acts of kindness....
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Oh, how Zelda wished she was part snow leopard....And not black panther....She was a creature who lived for the heat. Her toasty homeland of Rockwington....Her smithy....All nice and hot. But here she was in the freezing cold. Fire Walker was right. She should have traveled south to the Gallopocus Islands. Maybe even dragged the rest of her friends with her. Allow her red mare friend to enjoy the last few days of her freedom before marriage. Take poor Docket away from her stressful job. And even help inspire Miss Presteza with her art. But nope. She was here with strangers in the middle of the freezing north. And she really had to pee. Why did she drink all those Sunrise Sarsaparillas! Why? Because they were free, and she had her own private washroom. That was until the others showed up and the dang cabin became unhinged."I have a few things in my pockets here.....Keys......change....Another can of Sunrise Sarsaparilla....", she muttered as she trudged along with the others, "Torn train ticket....Fidget spinner....Wow, it's been awhile since I've worn this....I do have my carry on, but most of my useful stuff is probably a little closer to the Crystal Empire by now..."What did that little dingus of a pony say? Little Wind Walker's friend....What was his name? Fast Pass? Breakfast? Fast Past! Colt loved trains and would ramble on about them..."I heard when they build tracks like these...Outside of civilization...Sometimes they dig enough ground to make an hoof-made cave...Usually use it to store supplies...We might find one of these along the track...Along with an emergency station....Although I'd probably not want to hang out exposed for too long..."Daze was the one with the best idea....."Guess we can head up the mountain then....", she groaned. Maybe she should have stayed home.-
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The little dragon only grunted back in response. She took a moment to watch the older pony as she reapplied her bandages back on. This was rather odd."What's the deal with you and those bandages? I though that magic gunk kitty-girl had us bathe in took care of all your boo-boos....erm...", she caught sight of Thrilly as a very large smile appeared on the cat's face. "I mean injuries....injuries..." It was too late. Thrilly pounced on the poor creature, "Did I mention how frigg'n cute you are? Boo-boos? How do you get rid of those? Simple.", she gave the scaly dragon a kiss on each cheek. "Also, like I said...Unyasi salves to both heal and rejuvenate...It's not magic...It's nature.."After scruffing up the dragon's 'hair', she continued to get ready. Only this time she was the one being pounced upon. "They gave me more bits than I know what to do with them, so I'm at least going to cover lunch...", she returned the hug before getting up.After fixing her hair, 'Dagger' continued to stare at the pony. She was curious. Thankfully she was more than happy to continue this conversation on the road. Or at least through the hallway."They usually like really spicy food as in the old days, before better storage and refrigeration was invented...They would over-spice their food to prevent it from spoiling...And just over the years they got use to the super-spicy foods...So if you're not into the heat, I'd stay away from Phaal Curry or Misal.....And maybe head towards Aloo Gobi and Saag paneer...."The helpful feline ran through a few more meals that would be safe for the non-daredevil. And before they knew it, the threesome were standing inside the restaurant. Two ponies greeted the small group as they entered.
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The unicorn stopped dead in his tracks as he noticed what sort of doctor this Sunrise Wisp was. A dentist doctor.....He could almost hear the drills. And the constant order to FLOSS. Thankfully his scheduled yearly appointment with Dr Scrivello was not up till later towards the end of the year. "Your home away from home is an d-dentist office?" Pocket Change would have preferred an evil temple or darken crypt over such a place! He was almost sure he could smell that burning smells those horrible teeth drills make. He could not help but shudder a little as the stallion got out his key.The already skittish pony nearly leaped out of his horseshoes with the sudden appearance of.....The dentist. Who, for some reason was lurking in the darkness. Was this a normal thing for dentists? They creep about, looking for ponies who forgot to floss. No lollipop for you little colt! I need to take out my drill. MWAH-HA-HA-HA!!Since Ponyville was too small for any real districts, most lived in the same building they operated their business at. Oh, how things would be nicer if his partner was related to the Cake family. He would be able to wake up to the smell of muffins being born. Sigh. Still, he could not help but feel a little silly. Like back in the days of this youth...When his old friends Whizz Kidd or High Brow wanted Pocket to stay the night...And he had to ask a parent..And that parent told him to ask the other one..."Thank you Doctor Wisp....For everything...", he smiled back at the mare. As he watched the pony canter away, he could not help but feel rather guilty. When was the last time he visited his folks? Hearth's Warming Eve? Dad always made a good eggnog."Well then...", the unicorn glanced about the room, "You don't mind if we go somewhere...That's not the dentist office section?" Hopefully they had a nice living room with no drills or those horrible chairs. Or that sink they make you spit into but you usually end up spitting everywhere but the sink due to being full of novacane. -
This one is ready for judgement.Smolder slowly made her way past the assorted tents and exhibits that made up the IRON PONY. After running through a rather intense and muddy obstacle course, she was starting to get a little peckish. Thankfully there were an assortment of food wagons that were offering all kinds of tasty treats for those who were watching the events, along with those who were part of the actual competitions. From a wagon that sold sixteen types of macaroni and cheese, to one that had waffles with pretty much everything on top. There was so much to choose from, but the dragon only had one stomach. What to do?As she tried to figure out what to eat, the young dragon spotted cupcakes. And not just an few waiting to be sampled at the Sugarcube Corner booth, or even ones to be sold, there was an freaking mountain of the frosty, sweet delights! And not only were they free, they were part of a contest. One had to out-eat the other contenders to win. What a day to be alive! They never had anything like this in the dragon lands.After signing in, she noticed a familiar sight. It was Spike! Her little purple pal. Her brother from another mother! He was going to compete. “Heya Spike.”, she found a seat near the small dragon and waited for the contest to be begin. No matter what the outcome, this was all win-win. If she didn’t gain first prize, she would at least get to enjoy a few cupcakes with a friend. He had found the right spot, as they had a pile of dragon-friendly cupcakes with an sign warning non-dragons not to touch! The Cakes thought of everything!"Good luck oh' Great and Glorious one..", the dragon smirked back at the smaller fellow just as the contest had begun! Now what cupcake would she want? There were so many! Chocolate cupcakes with fresh strawberries on top! Peppermint cupcakes! Pumpkin cupcakes! This was not helping her win! She needed to grab one and get to munching before she fell behind the others!The first one was an Chocolate Peanut Butter Pretzel cupcake. Tasty. But it took awhile to properly finish off. She needed to grab the simple ones. The chocolate and vanilla ones. The ones baked in Dullsville. Thankfully there was a decent sized batch nearby. She could work on those. Shoveling them into her maw would just be messy. She would try tossing them in, one by one! This was also a good idea at first, but after missing the first two times, the judges started to get a little cranky. Cupcakes should not be wasted!Spike seemed to be having a good deal more fun than she was having. He was trying all kinds of treats, but that was wasted calories! After hitting a dozen, the dragon tried simply snatching up with the cakes with her tongue. This got old rather quickly. She had powerful lungs. How about breathing a cupcake into her mouth? This might have been a good idea, but along with a cupcake, she also managed to almost inhale a few leaves and someone's sandal.10....9....8......Come on! She could still cram a few more in.......7....6....5...4....Stomach is starting to feel a bit queasy......3...2....1.....The contest was over! Yikes! They were right. Too much of a good thing.....Gives you an upset stomach.....-
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Post submitted for judgingSmolder had been looking forward to this contest,this IRON PONY event ever since she saw an advert plastered allover the school bulletin board. And here she was.A nearby sign reinstated what she had read before. There was no flying to be done, and since it technically be considered magic, no frying either. So onay eathingbray irefay as they would say. No worries. She was a mighty dragon. She bathed in lava. She was more than a match against dragons twice her size! She could do this!After signing in at an nearby booth, she paused to watch her 'competition'. There were a few of those odd dragon-ish type ponies she had briefly heard about. There was Applebloom who was apparently a frequent contender at the yearly 'Sisterhooves Social' held in Ponyville. While the contest was similar, you had to team up with your sister. The young dragon only had a brother. Maybe she could convince him to dress a gal and they would totally OWN the contest and none would be the wiser! She bet nobody else thought of such a scheme!After the unicorn finished, it was now her turn! She could do this!"Thanks!", a few pony volunteers stood by an offered small cups of water to competitors. She needed to be properly hydrated! After gulping the water down, she tossed the crumbled up cup into an nearby bin and readied herself at the starting line. Once a whistle was blown, she was off!The first obstacle was the MUD PIT. This would be easy for her. She quickly dove into the muckity muck with a great big
It was a little thicker than she had realized, but she could do it! She pushed through the mud with the ferocity and strength of the dragon-lord! Still, these were times she wished she wore clothing as the mud was starting to find its way into places she really wish would stay mud-free. This almost felt like the first time she took a lava-bath. Keep your eyes open just enough so you can see, but not enough where the nasty stuff gets in 'em. And she needed to keep her mouth closed. Thankfully it was over as quickly as it started.Before joining the second round, she quickly shook off the excess mud. She now had to face the dreaded barrels. This would also be easy peasy. First she needed to..."Paaaak!", she cursed in the old dragon tongue as she smashed into the first barrel. This was not going to win her any ribbons! Or trophies! Or whatever they were giving away! She needed to be strong, and steady. Watch out for the wobbly barrels. Claws made things a tad bit easier when it came to climbing. Still, she needed to make sure they didn't sink too far into the wood or she might get stuck! After her poor start, the dragon made it up the barrier and leaped from the top and landed with a grunt.The third would probably be her least favorite. While she had lean, strong legs, she was nowhere near as fast as her four legged competition! If only she could run as fast as a pony! Poor Gallus would receive four times the noogies! Still, she needed to push herself, and that she did. She quickly scrambled down the track. Tail up. Feet in a circler groove, like if she was riding a bicycle! While she seriously doubted she broke any records, the dragon smiled as her feet hit the 'finish line' for this round.The final round was a bit odd. Carrying pies while she had to weave between wooden poles. Also easy but wait. She had to hold them onto her back! Seriously? While it seemed more unique races of people were moving to Ponyville, this was still the old 'Iron Pony' contest. She would need to act like a pony for this round. After gathering up the required pies, she bent down a little and let the tasty bits of crust rest on her back. She wouldn't need to get on all fours, but this would be harder for her than most. And while she probably could have simply held the pies with her wings, that probably would be cheating.As she made her way through the obstacles, it was obvious that the further she went through, the harder it was to dodge and weave through them while holding the pies. During this time, she remembered her little encounter with an colt named Valen Orange. He is a dancer. A ballet dancer. She needed to move just like him. Strong, but graceful. Like a swan holding her babies through a storm. Where did that image come from? Or a better image would be when she was younger. Her brother would carry her on his shoulders and together they would run through the jagged hills of the Dragon Country....He only dropped her....twice...Spoiler
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“Oh, I understand why some ponies would enjoy those sorts of books....” It wasn’t that long ago he met his first true crush...She was from Prance...A little older, but still without a cutie-mark. He got to show her around the city. Even got a little peck on the cheek at the end of the day. She was so sweet, unlike the monsters who roamed his school. She spoke with that perfect Prench accent and he enjoyed spending time with her. “And I don’t mind stories if they have a little bit of er, you know...smooch'n.....Like a book I read the other day...Anton Stable. His love for his wife and her habit of taking many bags with her on their frequent train rides influenced him into making the very first Gepäcklokomotive, or a train with a luggage compartment..."At first he wasn't sure what she meant. History? True history? "I have a feeling the further away the event, the more...fiction is introduced?", he shrugged, "The great Rockhoof actually visited our school last semester and he had some tales...And even with living so far in the past, he probably might have forgotten a little detail, or maybe even added something a bit more flashier to make a re-telling more interesting to his listeners.""This is my second time coming here..." He was surprised just how giddy his folks were when they were here. And when they came home that night, his father started work on an ADVENTURE section with their rapidly growing model train set. Their train would eventually take a route down the forbidden track of the Kilimarejaro and come across rolling boulders, angry head-hunters and also the backside of an waterfall. "My friend Wind Walker's family have been serving the Royal Sisters since day one, and while they are guards and officers, they also sometimes go on adventures..."
The blue filly glanced over at a table. Fast Track was here! Finally! But he was with an older mare. That wasn't his grandmother. His aunts were all young. Could be anypony. She would find out soon.For now, she had her old friend from last Nightmare Night. He had made some really special treats during that holiday and he wished she could have had them all. Thankfully he had a tale to tell. She would listen.Ho-Boy. He was talking about himself. Still, it did remind her of her sister. Ol' Fire Walker was a very sickly child. Could barely stand on her own four hooves. But she got stronger over the years and went on to become a model officer. Even got to fight pirates. Defeated their pirate king in battle. The probably Cain made a model that could move? Really? She could think of a few things. Maybe it was sentient wood. Maybe from the same stuff that made up timberwolves and timberbears? There was always golem clay. Magic clay that was used to make mighty magical beings who could be used to guard or protect. The clay could have been left over from an golem's creation and had just enough magic to animate for a few seconds. Maybe? She wanted to find out even more."Go on....",she eagerly asked.-
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"Wow....Sounds like you have a future in Tartarus if you continue your little not-making spree that is.", the dragon said with a playful wink. She had also been a harden criminal when it came to beds, but eventually changed her ways when her pillow started to lose its form. Making one's bed everyday helped to keep her pillow in it's proper shape, and it was hard to read with a squished pillow. Still, like her bunk-mate Ocellus, a 'bed-room' or even a room was still very new to her. She was used to an cave. Kept her out of the rain, and larger dragons could not get in and mess with her stuff."Well, it's a combination.....Poetry and music...", Smolder was able to learn a little about her brother's unique style during one of her little library stays. Originally she just enjoyed listening to her older sibling's poems for a source of amusement. "It's called 'Beat poetry'. It's spoken to match music that is played during the recital. Usually with these cute little 'bongo' drums." One of these days she'll have to figure out where he picked this up. From what she had read, this form of poetry was started way over in San Franciscolt. Maybe a passing trader or explorer stumbled upon Garble."My brother really got into his poetry but was TERRIFIED of performing in front of his so-called friends, so I was his one and only audience member until recently....", she sighed, "During my last trip we managed to convince him to say 'soot' to all that and that he was free to express his way even if his jerk-head friends didn't like it, which beat poetry was about anyways...Questioning society's norms. Digging your own path. Costumes were also very important for some reason...Oh...", and before she forgot, "We also saved a whole clutch of dragon eggs in the process."The little pony asked a few questions about the tree-house. "Yeah it has running water...I never questioned where it comes from or where it goes...", she shivered, "I'm assuming it's all the same magic building stuff that made Headmare Twilight's castle. Which I heard came fully furnished. As for our place...No on the bedrooms, although we do have a little area with a couch that could be use for naps." Just as long as you can kick Gallus off it that is.She was rather surprised to hear what the colt had just confirmed. He dressed as a filly-super-model. He was dainty enough to pass this off, especially when dressed and made up properly. Would he be able to continue this once he got older? Stallions tended to be a bit more boxy, barrel-shaped than mares. Still, he gave her something and he needed to return the favor. Quid pro quo as they would say."Erm.", Smolder glanced around to see if anyone was lurking nearby. Nope. They were all alone. "Since you've been honest.....And told me that...Er..", a light blush fell on her cheeks. "I really enjoy having tea-time..." There she said it! "Not just sitting around sipping Black tea from a coffee cup in your underwear...But the whole thing....The exquisite clothing...The little cakes..The polite conversations....the whole relaxed atmosphere....Since it's just so much, I haven't told my friends that...Not yet...Although they might already know about it." Especially if a certain griffon blabbed about it."Whew.", she gasped, "Felt good to get that off my chest.."-
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“I’m not gonna drink any soapy water.”, the cat groaned, “I was over-heard saying one of the seven bad words out-loud and my mom told me if she caught me saying one again, she’d wash my mouth out with soap." Once she was properly clean, the cat made her way out of the tub and promptly shook off the excess water.“Hey!”, the dragon yelped as most of the water found its way onto the small creature. Served her right for tooting in the water! “Oddly enough, we only have six bad words.”, she grumbled as she removed both the water and little cat hairs that found its way onto her scales. “Mom’s don’t care if we say those.....Fluffy....Cute....Puppy....Bombsy Wombsy....jiggly....and frappujacku....Ooooh...So bad..", Once dry, she found a small brown pillow case. This would make an replacement cloak!"I don't think those are the words..", Thrilly went through her luggage, "I tried living the nudist pony life, but I just can't....I can at least cross that off my buck-list. Wander through a major city au naturel. Ooh!", there was a pair of blue overalls that she quickly threw on. She could not help but smile as the pony rolled with laughter. She glanced over at the building the Pegasus pony pointed at. "Oh yeah, they usually have a little curry wagon at our circus...I like the Goan Fish Curry....Num Num Num Num.", she glanced at the mirror while she gave herself a quick brush. "I do like the elephant sign....Reminds me of home....", she sighed. She really missed her family already. A few strokes and brushes later, she was good as new.The pair (or at least just Thrilly) waited patiently for Daze to dry off and properly prepare herself. "Feel free to use whatever you want...", There were an assortment of perfumes and sprays made for mares. Along with the usual care products. All in tiny bottles of course.SpoilerOOC: Wasn't sure if you wanted to go right to the restaurant, so I'll leave it right here and we can move on...
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Cute episode.
Luna proved even ponies should wearing bathing suits while at the beach. Cause ouch.
And also lotion.
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Oh yeah, I'm ALWAYS overthinking about ponies.
Always.
But you'll be surprised what sort of stuff they sneak in.
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Considering this isn't say the second season, but almost half a season until the series is over..I was surprised Scoots didn't move on....So far this show..If you leave a friend they become EVIL! Also, if you remember an previous episode... "Parental Glideance' where Scootaloo says, ". Growing up, I never thought I'd be the best at anything, because nopony ever told me. But your parents told you over and over again. Look! Best bath taker ever. Best carrot eater under three. Greatest napper of all time!"
Wish they addressed that in this episode...
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"Well you can say 'good-bye' to that headache once you feel this water..", the dragon closed her eyes and let it all soak in. Being the helpful type, Thrilly placed some of the special shampoo on an loofah and started to scrub away. The small creature did not seem to mind."Considering we have dragon soap and a scrubby brush made just for creatures with scales, I have a feeling they warned the staff as soon as we entered the hotel...", the cat mused as she washed away the gunk from the former dragon punk. Since she had booked the room, there was already soap for her, and the hotel was always stocked with pony toiletries. Once the dragon was nice and shiny, Thrilly gave herself a good washing.Daze's little scrapes and bruises nearly vanished once she touched the water. This was pretty powerful stuff! Anything beyond a light scar still remained.The pair watched in semi-horror as the pony gulped down some of the water and sprayed it back at them. "Ah nasty!", the dragon gasped, "You put some of that water in your mouth? After we bathed in it? And also, I've been sort of tooting in it for a bit. Sorry.", she slowly climbed out of the tub and quickly shook off the excess water."Heh. Dragon-Toots....Can I call you that?""No! You can't!", the dragon called back as she dried off. "What's this place you want to take us for dinner?", she asked the Pegasus pony.
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“Wouldn’t be surprised if you smelled nothing but ponies.”, the unicorn whispered, “Thanks to the Daring Do series of books, this area is rather popular for young explorers...I also believe they film in this area as well. “ Now ‘natives’ was an odd thing. There were stories of actual real tribes of ponies who avoided civilization for whatever reasons. This tended to be rather rare. Gangs of looters would sometimes disguise themselves as locals, mostly to blend in and to even scare those who were curious. Even unicorns hid in the wilderness learning forbidden spells. Those were usually called ‘Hedge Mages’ and were usually best left avoided.Pocket had a feeling he was safe as he was traveling with a very large wolf-creature. Anyone with a lick of sense in them would be wise to avoid the pair. "Drums were used for commutation between members. There would be drum-beats for danger...Return home...Beats for announcements such as the tribal leaders have returned...Nowadays, I wouldn't be surprised if they're just doing it to scare ponies away."Following his partner, the unicorn quickly snatched up a bunch of loose branches with his telekinesis and extended the foliage they had hid behind. Within moments, there was the sound of hooves hitting the ground. These belonged to an rather fierce looking Pegasus mare who stopped. "Why are they playing the drums?", she asked herself before turning her attention to Pocket Change's temporary bush. "The heck?", she yelped.....Had she seen them?
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Iron Pony 2019: The Tug-of-War
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