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It was an invitation that had been long overdue. Not that the princess was only just now inviting her to meet with her. That wasn't the case at all. The princess's invitation had been outstanding for a while now. However, everyt time that Ice Storm was going to get an opportunity to finally take the invite up, something else happened and she had to immediately go into something else either with her shops, or for matters of even more importance such as Equestrian Defense missions or the like. Even today something that would normally have pulled her away was prior obligations in Ponyville, but Ice Storm had decided that the waiting had been long enough. She could easily meet with the princess in the morning before heading to the train station and making her way to ponyville for the celebration there. She had already made some plans in Ponyville to help out with the festivities, plus that's were Luna and Twilight were, both of which were ponies that she had a personal history with so she felt it proper to attend the celebration that they were hosting. Plus it was Ponyville. Something always seemed to happen there. That wasn't to say that the celebration here in Canterlot wasn't just as important. Just she knew less ponies here and felt that she would have a better time with the ponies in Ponyville. It had been long enough though since she had seen most of them that she wondered if they would still recognize her. Those thoughts left her mind though as she trekked through the snow-filled streets somewhat early in the morning. She estimated it was only a couple of hours after sunrise. The air was still delightfully crisp and she could taste the moisture and the snow with every breath that she took. She was perfectly content with the chill that encompassed her as she absorbed the sunshine that, thanks to the snow, was bathing her from all angles. Every step she took, the soft crunch of snow under her hooves could be heard as she made her way up the palace steps. Only this time she wasn't heading to her observatory. When she reached the top of the stairs she pulled out the invitation that Celestia had sent to her. "Ahh, Mrs. Storm, we've been expecting you, Permission to enter granted, enjoy your visit," she heard and entered the palace. She almost had to do a double take. She was here at least three nights a week and the Night Guard still looked at her with some sort of suspicion. Perhaps the night guard were just that much more protective. She wouldn't really have any idea why though, but that wasn't really her business. Without a second thought, she made her way to the throne room where she had presumed the princess to be, and awaited permission to enter.
From the album: OC ArtNot good with backgrounds, but I gave it my best shot darnit. Inkbrand usually spends the holidays with his family in Manehatten, but this Hearth's Warming he's got a little charge to take care of. The two of them (plus friends) are going to make the best of it though. Fun fact: I almost took the lazy route and drew easy and round snowmen on Inkbrand's scarf, but in the end I committed. Because snowponies > snowmen. Applejack © Hasbro
From the album: stuffIt's been a few months since I last used my tablet for anything, so since I couldn't sleep tonight I decided to break it out and do SOMETHING for the holidays. This was the result. Happy Hogswatch!
© Ghost Girl
It was time! Hearth's Warming was only a few days away, and Glad Tidings wasn't about to miss a single moment of the celebration. All month she'd been working on her traveling home, the Holiday House, making sure that it was fit and proper for only the best wintry celebration Ponyville had seen to date! Almost as if a tribute in and of itself, the modular home was the biggest it had ever been, roughly the size of a mansion with its multiple floors reaching for the stars above. Its cherry red owner flitted about in the field in which the party site was located, somewhat near the edge of the Everfree Forest. Ever vigilant, the holiday pony had set up a wide perimeter of holiday sparklers and trees brimming to the tinsel with lights! No creature of the dark would even think twice about crashing this party. The tents were in place, the snow was shoveled to a manageable level, and a pathway had been cleared right to Holiday House's front stoop. In all honesty, Glad wasn't entirely sure how the house was standing, but it was best not to question it. After all, 5 rooms more on the second story were easily supported by the kitchen and dining room below and the ball room above, right? It was simple Hearth's Warming science! With a wide grin the earth pony trotted toward the front door and looked high above to the roof. "How's everything looking up there, Derpy?!" she called in a jingly voice full of bubbly excitement. "It's so pretty!" came the response as the familiar blue-grey pegasus hovered about the central bell tower. "There's lights and caramel apples and snow! I love snow!" she cried, her wings fluttering in her glee. "Me too!" Glad Tidings trilled, bouncing in place until she stopped for a moment with a look of confusion on her face. "Derpy, is that... is that a bubble machine?" she asked, pointing a hoof at the large contraption set on the slope of the roof. "You know what they are?!" the pegasus squealed, practically hugging herself. "You're so smart! I thought if I added bubbles to the snow, we would have snowy bubbles! Or bubbly snow! It would be my two most favorite things in one!" "That... is such a great idea," Glad Tidings murmured to herself with a completely serious face. "Derpy's a genius." With a resolute smile that could light up its own palace, the cheermeister tugged a wreath over her head like an evergreen necklace and waved a hoof to her friend above. "Okay Derpy, let them have it!" she shouted. With a happy nod Derpy flew backwards, orienting herself, then flew directly at the giant golden bell that resided at the top of Holiday House and struck it forcefully with her hooves. The resulting explosive cacophony of ringing sound cascaded outward and over a snowbound Ponyville, the main bell having set off the rows and rows of smaller chimes in the tower below to create a wonderfully upbeat melody that carried to the farthest reaches of town. Her job accomplished, the mailmare took a very confused and meandering path to downward to land awkwardly next to her friend, with eyes only slightly crossed. After all, big bells were disorienting that close! "We're ready!" they called together, their happy voices joining the uplifting melody that swung through the cold air.