MLP FiM: Bridle Shores Time Bubble thread 2 [Archive]

Mystic Muse

2012-12-18, 10:51 PM

The Town of Bridle Shores

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Far to the west of Canterlot, further still even from Ponyville, a quiet little town is quickly springing up near a large lake.

This is Bridle Shores, situated along a large lake with a natural beach. Not far from town is Mt. Trotia, with a waterfall that feeds into the lake. The town is surrounded by a lush forest which the ponies of the town both use and nurture with delicate balance.

A small business district has started to grow, with a bakery, Dress Shop, Grill, Greenhouse, Dojo, Saw Mill, Snow cone stand, Dance Academy, and even a Soda Bar popping up for the citizens of the town.They are also experimenting with new technology such as Floppy Disk’s computer shack or the Doctor's friendship harnessing lab. In addition, there's a farm and a wizard's tower on the outskirts of the town.

Much of the forest is quiet and peaceful, but deeper within the forest lurks creatures far more dangerous…

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Time Bubbles. Plots that do not affect the main plot goes here.

Grif

2012-12-18, 11:58 PM

[Stadium]
Sandy winced and promptly bonked his head on the snack bar counter. "Y'don't have t'say it so loud..." he meekly moaned. "Why don't you go and fetch a round of root beers for us an' Fox? I've been meanin' t'get him one."

"Sure!" Silverpine answered cheerfully, not grasping the devious machination Sandy had in store for him. :smalltongue: He flew off to the counter and waved for the bartender.

The barkeep, an elderly tan earth pony with greying mane, regarded Silverpine sourly. "What is it?"

"Four root beer please! And make it snappy!"

"You do know that actually sounds very lame?"

Silverpine grimaced. "Well... uhh... yeah. But I always wanted to say that."

"Tourists."

Mystic Muse

2012-12-19, 01:42 AM

Spark succeeds in placing his hoof over Beautiful Nightmare's, though she's entirely aware of it. She doesn't say that she is though. She decides to just look up at the sky and take in the beautiful day.

Benson

2012-12-19, 02:49 AM

Up up and a wagon!

Well of course she would be aware of it, it was more sneaking it away from nosy wandering eyes, like Cloud's. He smiled and leaned to whisper in her ear. "Hey, do you know how to swim?" He asked, wondering.

For young Garion's pleasure, the wagon rose higher and higher, over the trees as it sailed in the sky at a sight seeing pace. Storm's wings flapped until she caught herself an air current and let herself glide as to not tire herself out too fast.
Cloud giggled at Garion's reaction and tail swishing.
"Hahah, you're tail is tickling me."

Mystic Muse

2012-12-19, 02:52 AM

Up up and a wagon!

Well of course she would be aware of it, it was more sneaking it away from nosy wandering eyes, like Cloud's. He smiled and leaned to whisper in her ear. "Hey, do you know how to swim?" He asked, wondering.

"Of course I do. I just don't like it all that much. I'd be willing to anyway though, if you want to." she says with a smile. "I don't really have any plans on what to do there. Maybe sunbathe a little, eat a few sandwiches...that's basically all I specifically had in mind. The rest I'll let you decide." She says.

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-19, 09:52 AM

[Stadium]

Yes, Sandy's devious machinations to...get Silverpine's attention elsewhere! :smallamused:

Seeing how his not-really-a-ruse worked perfectly, Sandy leaned in and dropped his voice low, so as not to alarm the other patrons. "Can y'do portals without th' otherworldly cacklin'?" he whispered flatly, fixing his eyes on the baker. "I saw what you did t'get them pretzels, an' t'be honest, that didn't quite look like simple, harmless sorcery." His tone wasn't accusatory; rather, it was curious. He wanted to know exactly what was being dabbled with here, but probably didn't want to get him reported.

After all, it's not like he could really arrest him or anything, now could he?

[Chaser Wagon]

Garion sheepishly snatched up his tail with an apologetic look to his Queen. "Sorry! He'll be good now, won't you tail?"

The tail said nothing, and this was satisfactory to him. Hugging his rambunctious tail tight, Garion continued to watch in awe as they flew. Everything looked so small; the tree looked like cotton balls, the roads like little grooves in the dirt, and the houses like toys. And when he looked up, he could see the clouds, not painted in the sky as he had once thought, but actual, wispy, fluffy things way up high! If the wagon ever got close enough, he'd try to reach out and snag a hoofful of cloud.

Lycan 01

2012-12-19, 04:20 PM

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-19, 05:11 PM

Stadium Snack Bar

Snickers smirks. "Ah yes, the portal. Well, it's only natural there was cackling from the other side. The dwellers within were quite amused by the prank I was about to pull. Otherwise, I would not have been able to perform it so easily."

"The...'dwellers within?'" Sandy facehooved; his only consolation was how up front Snickers was being about all this. If he had been planning nefarious baking deeds, then he probably wasn't going to blab about it. Unless...it was already too late, but that didn't really bear thinking about. "Alright, alright, and what exactly are these 'dwellers within'? Last time I checked, there ain't anything otherworldly about your basic alchemy."

Lycan 01

2012-12-19, 05:21 PM

Stadium Snack Bar

"Oh, well, um... Just your basic baking entities and spirits. Sentient pastries. Baked constructs. Mischievous puddings. The... um... Great Old Buns..." Snickers explains, his tone and expression becoming slightly evasive at that last bit.

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-19, 05:45 PM

Stadium Snack Bar - Busted

Sandy's ears perked up, but he forced himself to keep calm. "The...Great Old Buns. I see. Er, w-well, not really. Th-that is t'say, I ain't ever heard of them, but...I think I can imagine what they're sorta like. Kinda." Smooth as silk, that was. He blamed his weak nerves on the looming threat of his meeting with Snow Angel. "I don't suppose they're nice bakin' critters?"

His eyes darted to the ponies pushing in around them, all the innocent folks coming to see a game and have a good time. "We could have this chat someplace a little less crowded, if y'like." If it were any other pony, that would've been a clear, unspoken threat. But Sandy? Even on such potentially grave matters, he felt legitimate concern for Snickers' comfort.

Lycan 01

2012-12-19, 06:40 PM

Stadium Snack Bar

Snickers shrugs, and trots over to a nearby corner where there aren't as many prying ears. "They're typically nice. Sometimes they can be a bit mischievous. I mean, me and Cookiethulhu have had tea a few times. Foxglove's met him too. They got along pretty well, actually," he muses with a smile. "Mind you, Cookiethulhu's also got my wings right now. I had to make a deal with him in order to help somepony out. I'll get 'em back eventually, though. Probably at a very amusing or inopportune time, knowing him..." he says with a roll of his eyes.

Gee, this would be an odd and awkward time for Silverpine to trot back up...

Grif

2012-12-20, 12:17 AM

Stadium Snack Bar

"....Probably at a very amusing or inopportune time, knowing him..." he says with a roll of his eyes.

Gee, this would be an odd and awkward time for Silverpine to trot back up...

Silverpine reappeared with four mugs of root beer delicately balanced on his wings. "Knowing who now?" he asked innocently.

Benson

2012-12-20, 01:24 AM

Over Bridle Shores

"I just want to make sure you have fun," He said with an adweebable smile. "Maybe we can build a sand castle...oh....and maybe we can go diving in the lake? Last time I was there I found a shiny coin."

Cloud somewhat listened to their conversation, but to her, it was boring stuff, not much she could use to tease Sparky with. Instead she acknowledged Garion's apology for his tail and nodded her head in queenly acceptance.

Garion would continue to be treated with such nice sights and itty bitty ponies down below.

It would seem that Storm's motherly intuition and that she occasionally glanced back to make sure everypony was still alright, caught sight of Garion's wonderment and leg gestures. She flew up a little higher to a low hanging cloud.

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-20, 01:44 AM

[Above Bridle Shores]

Garion honed in on the cloud, keeping an eye on their speed, timing his swipe, waiting for just the right moment, until...

*swipe!*

His forelegs swooped out and tried to catch up an armful of the fluffy whiteness. Should it go right through his hooves, however, the motion would throw him off-balance and send him teetering on the edge of the wagon, forelegs waving like mad to regain his footing.

(Not sure how the cloud would behave, so I leave it to the sorta-DM :smalltongue:)

[Stadium Snack Bar]

Snickers shrugs, and trots over to a nearby corner where there aren't as many prying ears. "They're typically nice. Sometimes they can be a bit mischievous. I mean, me and Cookiethulhu have had tea a few times. Foxglove's met him too. They got along pretty well, actually," he muses with a smile. "Mind you, Cookiethulhu's also got my wings right now. I had to make a deal with him in order to help somepony out. I'll get 'em back eventually, though. Probably at a very amusing or inopportune time, knowing him..." he says with a roll of his eyes.

Gee, this would be an odd and awkward time for Silverpine to trot back up...

Sandy made no effort to hide his relief as the baker gave his assessment. "Y-yeah, well, that does sound like a tricksy sorta thing t'do, don't it? Kinda like dang near everythin' in Bridle Shores when you think about it." He chuckled nervously, half-expecting to have his point proven right then and there. But oddly enough, nothing happened. Weird. "Anyhow, it sounds like you got things under control there, er, at least as much control as y'can. That bein' said..." He leaned in, biting his lip with worry. "Please try t'be careful, alright? Things like that can get outta hoof real fast. If y'things are headed that way, or you find yourself in a jam-"

Silverpine reappeared with four mugs of root beer delicately balanced on his wings. "Knowing who now?" he asked innocently.

Aaaaaaaaaand there was the traditional Bridle Shores Luck, come to strike when most inconvienient.

Sandy's jaw hung on his last word, drawing out the syllable as his mind raced. "-filled dougnut that don't fit in th' oven, y'could always try a 'lil extra vegetable oil? T'get it t'fit?"

His cheeks squeaked with how wide his fake grin stretched them. "Hi there, Silverpine! We're just...uh, talkin' about a customer. Of Snickers'. At th' bakery." Technically true; although he hadn't known it, Cookiethulu had paid the bakery a visit, thus just barely qualifying him as a customer. The truth curse lay dormant.

For now, anyway. :smallwink:

Mystic Muse

2012-12-20, 02:11 AM

Over Bridle Shores

"I just want to make sure you have fun," He said with an adweebable smile. "Maybe we can build a sand castle...oh....and maybe we can go diving in the lake? Last time I was there I found a shiny coin."

"I'm sure I'l have fun. Building a sand castle sounds like a ton of fun to me, and if we could find things in the lake, even swimming could be fun." Beautiful Nightmare says, though, she's pretty sure she still won't like swimming.

Lycan 01

2012-12-20, 02:20 AM

Grif

2012-12-20, 08:03 AM

[Stadium Snack Bar]
Aaaaaaaaaand there was the traditional Bridle Shores Luck, come to strike when most inconvienient.

Sandy's jaw hung on his last word, drawing out the syllable as his mind raced. "-filled dougnut that don't fit in th' oven, y'could always try a 'lil extra vegetable oil? T'get it t'fit?"

His cheeks squeaked with how wide his fake grin stretched them. "Hi there, Silverpine! We're just...uh, talkin' about a customer. Of Snickers'. At th' bakery." Technically true; although he hadn't known it, Cookiethulu had paid the bakery a visit, thus just barely qualifying him as a customer. The truth curse lay dormant.

For now, anyway. :smallwink:

Stadium Snack Bar

Snickers chuckles in amusement, before giving a nod to Silverpine. "Hey Silverpine. Yeah, just talkin' about a friend of mine." He looks back over to Sandy, and smirks. "I assure you, my friendship won't cause any problems. And he's a pretty good customer, too. At any rate, back to our main concern."

Snickers sighs. "What's it gonna be, Sandy? You gonna go for it, or what? And do you want my help, directly or indirectly?"

"Oh, a mutual friend? Heh." Silverpine laid their orders on the table, passing out the mugs of root beer to each one. "Anypony I should know?" he asked casually.

On hearing Snickers' question, his expression brightened. "Oh yes! You're gonna go for it, right? It's your dream and all."

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-20, 10:10 AM

Stadium Snack Bar

Snickers chuckles in amusement, before giving a nod to Silverpine. "Hey Silverpine. Yeah, just talkin' about a friend of mine." He looks back over to Sandy, and smirks. "I assure you, my friendship won't cause any problems. And he's a pretty good customer, too. At any rate, back to our main concern."

Phew. No property-damaging incidents or wacky chase scenes needed. By his definition, a job well done.

"Oh, a mutual friend? Heh." Silverpine laid their orders on the table, passing out the mugs of root beer to each one. "Anypony I should know?" he asked casually.

Now if only Silverpine would stop trying to accidentally wreck everything. "Uh, no, I don't think you'd know him. An' he's more of a friend t'Snickers, we're hardly acquainted." He fidgeted with his mug, wishing desperately for the conversation to take a different turn.

Snickers sighs. "What's it gonna be, Sandy? You gonna go for it, or what? And do you want my help, directly or indirectly?"

On hearing Snickers' question, his expression brightened. "Oh yes! You're gonna go for it, right? It's your dream and all."

Okay, maybe not that kind of turn.

Sandy suddenly became incredibly interested in his mug of root beer, sipping at it and hiding his muzzle in its sweet depths. "Uh, w-well, I've been thinkin' a bit about that. It's n-not so cut an' dry, I-I mean, I wouldn't even right c-call it my 'dream' or nothin', but-"

He noticed the tingling in his throat far too late, with only enough time to stop drinking before the words spilled out: "While I was adamant against it before, now I am simply uncertain as what to do. Either way is something I fear; I fear regret should I not act, and should I meet with her, I am afraid that she will slap me, freeze a cloud on my tongue, stretch out my legs until they're like limp noodles, tie them to some saplings to make a set of tree-nun-chucks, throw the tree-chucks into a tornado and wrap them and me around an even bigger tree, and then she'd build Equestria's largest snow-pony and use that tree as the nose.

"And then maybe slap me some more."

Sandy gulped down a deep breath for his suffocating lungs, and then a swig of root beer for his dry throat. "...s-so, y'know, there's always that t'worry about."

Grif

2012-12-20, 11:10 AM

Okay, maybe not that kind of turn.

Sandy suddenly became incredibly interested in his mug of root beer, sipping at it and hiding his muzzle in its sweet depths. "Uh, w-well, I've been thinkin' a bit about that. It's n-not so cut an' dry, I-I mean, I wouldn't even right c-call it my 'dream' or nothin', but-"

He noticed the tingling in his throat far too late, with only enough time to stop drinking before the words spilled out: "While I was adamant against it before, now I am simply uncertain as what to do. Either way is something I fear; I fear regret should I not act, and should I meet with her, I am afraid that she will slap me, freeze a cloud on my tongue, stretch out my legs until they're like limp noodles, tie them to some saplings to make a set of tree-nun-chucks, throw the tree-chucks into a tornado and wrap them and me around an even bigger tree, and then she'd build Equestria's largest snow-pony and use that tree as the nose.

"And then maybe slap me some more."

Sandy gulped down a deep breath for his suffocating lungs, and then a swig of root beer for his dry throat. "...s-so, y'know, there's always that t'worry about."

Laughter bubbled from Silverpine. "You silly stallion. Is that what you're afraid of? Then we just have to make your first impression an extra good one. Best of the best eh?" He winked and sipped root beer.

Benson

2012-12-20, 03:38 PM

Filly Stadium

Fox Trot smacked his chapped dry mouth, that root beer would have been good right about now, just what were the other fellas up to? Ah well, at least the whoop hollering Grills was here. It took a moment but the deafness in his ears began to fizzle away. It felt good to hear again.

He watched the game and booed with the home team scored themselves a point. He did it in pure fun as he wasn't serious about it.
===

Over Bridle Shores

It would feel a little bit like touching rather wispy cotton balls. Cloud reacted and bit down on his tail and reeled him back in.

"Oh Court Jester Garion, try not to fall out, I wouldn't want to see you all splat on the ground. Who else will build my sand castle?" She laughed and wrinkled her muzzle.

"Garion, are you alright back there?" Her mom asked with worry.

Spark watched and shook his heads. Foals He turned his attention back to Smoothie. "Cool, this is gonna be fun." He wondered if there was a gift shop.....nah...probably not....maybe, who knows, he'd have to find out.

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-20, 03:53 PM

[Over Bridle Shores]

The tail did the trick; Garion plopped back into the wagon with an *Oof!*, falling against his Queen and clutching a leg-load of the fluffy stuff. Shaking himself off - and getting a little bit of cloud on his chin - he lifted his head to call back, "I'm alright, Miss Chaser!" And then flopped it back so he was looking at Cloud upside-down. "Aw, I wouldn't have gone splat. A gentlecolt doesn't go splat when a Queen-lady needs him to build a sand-castle."

"And look! I got us some cloud!" He grinned up at Cloud and offered her a bit of his little cloud. "Feel it! It's just like our pillow pile, but a hundred times softer."

Lycan 01

2012-12-21, 01:43 AM

Mystic Muse

2012-12-21, 02:56 AM

Spark watched and shook his heads. Foals He turned his attention back to Smoothie. "Cool, this is gonna be fun." He wondered if there was a gift shop.....nah...probably not....maybe, who knows, he'd have to find out.

"Yes it will. I doubt there's anything that could make this day go badly."

She is very very wrong. In fact, there's a certain unicorn back at her library intent on making Beautiful Nightmare's day go very badly.

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-21, 10:20 AM

[Stadium Snack Bar]

Sandy evasively shifted his gaze back to his root beer. Just an hour ago, he was looking forward to a nice game with the guys, and now they were pulling shenanigans to try and get him and Snow Angel togther. Why couldn't the opposite gender make life easier instead of more complicated? Like this mug of root beer; it didn't take a genius to see it was still cold, the sips rarely changed flavor on you, and your biggest conundrum was whether or not to put extra flavoring in. Simple and easy. Nopony ever pulled capers over their root beer.

Because if it were easy, it wouldn't be worth it.

Shut up, me.

"I-I guess a good impression couldn't hurt," the dolt colt admitted. "But if we actually do this, then I don't want anythin' big or braggy-like. I-I want it t'be just me, showin' her that I care. That is...if we actually do this." He grinned sheepishly.

Grif

2012-12-21, 10:29 AM

Stadium

Snickers chuckles. "Aw come on, Sandy, it won't be that bad. It won't be bad at all! It'll be awesome, and you'll be awesome, and everything will be awesome!" the wingless pegasus enthusiastically proclaims. "And yeah, we can help you get an awesome first impression. I can bake her some cupcakes or something for you to give her. Or, y'know..." he narrows his eyes, and smirks. "The Cookie of Destiny."

[Stadium Snack Bar]

Sandy evasively shifted his gaze back to his root beer. Just an hour ago, he was looking forward to a nice game with the guys, and now they were pulling shenanigans to try and get him and Snow Angel togther. Why couldn't the opposite gender make life easier instead of more complicated? Like this mug of root beer; it didn't take a genius to see it was still cold, the sips rarely changed flavor on you, and your biggest conundrum was whether or not to put extra flavoring in. Simple and easy. Nopony ever pulled capers over their root beer.

Because if it were easy, it wouldn't be worth it.

Shut up, me.

"I-I guess a good impression couldn't hurt," the dolt colt admitted. "But if we actually do this, then I don't want anythin' big or braggy-like. I-I want it t'be just me, showin' her that I care. That is...if we actually do this." He grinned sheepishly.

"What's this about the Cookie of Destiny anyway? How are you going to bake it on such short notice?" Silverpine said, scratching his head.

Benson

2012-12-21, 03:30 PM

Over Bridle Shores

"Mommy brings us cloud pieces home sometimes for me and Sparky, I have some collected in a jar, probably in the closet, hidin'." She said with a toothy smile but touched it anyway, to her it felt a little different, more solid than it would be to a unicorn or earth pony.
--

"Hehe...ya might jinx us with saying that," He jokingly winked.

Anyways, they sailed some more over the patch of forest that stood in the way of the outskirts of town and the beautiful crystal clear lake.

Lycan 01

2012-12-21, 07:01 PM

Stadium

Snickers smiles and gives Sandy a supportive pat on the shoulder. "Hey, you ain't gotta be 'big and braggy' or anything like that. Being yourself is totally the best thing you can do."

He looks to Silverpine and grins. "Nah, no baking needed. I can just fetch it real quick. It's a special cookie that can give Sandy confidence and whatnot. Y'know, help him operate at 'maximum capacity' so to speak, ignoring his fears and nervousness for awhile. It won't change who he is - it'll just give him the confidence he needs to be as awesome as he truly is."

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-21, 11:52 PM

[Stadium]

"It's not so much you I'm worried about," Sandy admitted. "But...well, Grills' show..." He let that one hang. They'd seen how worked up the chef had gotten over his team; one could only shudder at the thought of him getting worked up over a potential romance.

At the talk of the Cookie of Destiny, Sandy raised an eyebrow curiously. "That does sound pretty swell an' all," he said, stroking his chin contemplatively. "Bein' able t'mean what I say-er, say what I meant, no, uh, say what I mean. Yeah, that'd be pretty nice. Are y'absolutely, positively sure it ain't gonna have any side effects?" He narrowed his eyes at the baker, it all sounded far too good to be true.

[Above Bridle Shores]

Garion would spend the rest of the trip playing with his little cloud. Making beards out of it, nuzzling it, wearing it like a hat, etc. Naturally, every single discovery would be shown to Cloud with great enthusiasm, and urging that she try it too.

Grif

2012-12-22, 12:21 AM

[Stadium]

"It's not so much you I'm worried about," Sandy admitted. "But...well, Grills' show..." He let that one hang. They'd seen how worked up the chef had gotten over his team; one could only shudder at the thought of him getting worked up over a potential romance.

At the talk of the Cookie of Destiny, Sandy raised an eyebrow curiously. "That does sound pretty swell an' all," he said, stroking his chin contemplatively. "Bein' able t'mean what I say-er, say what I meant, no, uh, say what I mean. Yeah, that'd be pretty nice. Are y'absolutely, positively sure it ain't gonna have any side effects?" He narrowed his eyes at the baker, it all sounded far too good to be true.

"Huh," Silverpine said by way of acknowledgement. "Sandy does have a point. The last time we ate magically enchanted food... well..." He flapped his wings to illustrate.

(Totally no side-effects with the truth spell. No sirree.)

Lycan 01

2012-12-22, 12:45 AM

Stadium

Snickers smiles. "There will be absolutely zero side-effects from the Cookie of Destiny. It merely gives you the focus and motivation you need to be at your best. No tricks, no nasty after-taste, no fine print. In fact, you even get to pick the flavor. Or, if you'd rather have a brownie or something, I can snag a 'Destiny-fied' version of one of those inside."

"And best of all, it'll probably get Grills off your back," the baker remarks with a grin. "He wouldn't want to interrupt when you're already operating at your best, right? Besides, his schtick is fire. That seems more Spitfire's thing. He'd just get the wrong Wonderbolt's attention."

"Not that I'd mind Spitfire's attention..." Snickers mutters under his breath.

Mystic Muse

2012-12-22, 02:08 AM

Over Bridle Shores

"Hehe...ya might jinx us with saying that," He jokingly winked.

Anyways, they sailed some more over the patch of forest that stood in the way of the outskirts of town and the beautiful crystal clear lake.

"Hah! I doubt that." She says as she just looks around at the various scenes of nature before her.

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-22, 09:21 AM

[Stadium]

Sandy rubbed his mane in bewilderment. Things with "no side effects" just didn't happen to luckless ponies like him. "What about you? What'll gettin' this Cookie cost you?" He suddenly remembered Silverpine was sitting right next to him, and was still in the dark regarding Snickers' 'friends'. "Uh, I mean, it might cost you some extra bits t'get it on short notice." He grinned nervously; that was a close one.

Orzel

2012-12-22, 09:55 PM

The period ended and the crowd noise softened. This gave Grills a chance to talk to Fox. "So what are you going do about your lady problems?"

Benson

2012-12-22, 11:34 PM

Bridle Shores Lake

Eventually, the group arrived at the picturisque lake beyond the short patch of forest. The lake itself with its crystal waters, ya know, when the sun hit it just right, lay at the bottom of Mt Trotia, the grand sole white capped peak. Around the sides of the lake were rows of pine trees and other high altitude flora.

Mrs Chaser parked the wagon close to the edge of the forest as it touched ground. She stretched a bit and folded her wings as she unhooked the harness off herself.

"Weeeeeeee! we're here....!" Cloud happily yelled as she hopped out of the wagon.

Spark, like a little gentlecolt, got out first and provided his assistance to help 'Smoothie' out as he gave her a little smile.
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Filly Stadium

Fox froze for a moment and nervously wiped his forehooves against himself. This third degree on top of being really thirsty, yesh.

"Uh uh...w-well....I'm going to...uh...figure something out..." He stammered out a response.

Orzel

2012-12-23, 12:07 AM

Filly Stadium

Fox froze for a moment and nervously wiped his forehooves against himself. This third degree on top of being really thirsty, yesh.

"Uh uh...w-well....I'm going to...uh...figure something out..." He stammered out a response.

The chef unicorn looked at his almost twin. "Well if I were you, I'd decide who I'm going to be with quick and remove the other from mind. Completely if possible.... though unlikely. Don't make the mistake I did."

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-23, 12:20 AM

[The Beach]

Garion let his cloud go once the lake came into view. That little bit of sky and the flight over would've been enough for his imagination for one day. Now, they were touching down near more water than he'd ever seen in his entire life, surrounded by a dirt-rock-dust that poofed and shifted when Cloud jumped on it.

If his eyes got any wider, they'd fall right off his head.

With an excited shout, he dove from the wagon into the sandy beach, instantly enamored with the feel of the grit beneath his hooves. He plopped down on his haunches, scooping up piles of the stuff and letting it run out back to the ground. All the while he watched, eyes aglow and mouth hanging open. It poured, but it was solid. It was warm and scratchy. It slid into piles when you dropped it, but blew away in the wind when you picked bits of it out. So much to explore, so much to discover, where could he even begin?!

Garion rolled around in the sand, giggling like mad and wrinkling his nose in delight.

Grif

2012-12-23, 04:23 AM

Lycan 01

2012-12-23, 04:41 AM

Stadium

"Well, that depends," Snickers muses. "Do you want a cookie, brownie, or... what? Just gimme your preference, and I'll give you a rough estimate of the cost and time."

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-23, 09:45 AM

[Stadium Snack Bar]

Sandy pondered his confectionery options. "Hmm, cake's always nice, but tricky to move around if I don't want t'eat it right away. Bagels and muffins are easy t'carry, but they ain't so appetizin' after all the grub we'll be eatin' tonight." He shrugged. "Suppose th' plain an' simple Cookie will do; portable an' tasty."

Mystic Muse

2012-12-24, 01:15 AM

Bridle Shores Lake

Eventually, the group arrived at the picturisque lake beyond the short patch of forest. The lake itself with its crystal waters, ya know, when the sun hit it just right, lay at the bottom of Mt Trotia, the grand sole white capped peak. Around the sides of the lake were rows of pine trees and other high altitude flora.

Mrs Chaser parked the wagon close to the edge of the forest as it touched ground. She stretched a bit and folded her wings as she unhooked the harness off herself.

"Weeeeeeee! we're here....!" Cloud happily yelled as she hopped out of the wagon.

Spark, like a little gentlecolt, got out first and provided his assistance to help 'Smoothie' out as he gave her a little smile.

"Smoothie" is helped out by Spark and gives him a smile. "What would you like to do first?" She asks Spark, looking at the lake, and oooooo that beach looked nice and warm and perfect for sunbathing or a nice walk.

Benson

2012-12-24, 01:37 AM

Filly Stadium

Fox looked at Grills with a slight hesitation. "W-what mistake was that?"
============

The Beach/Lake

Cloud smirked at Garion and laughed. 'Have you never seen sand before?" She asked the silly colt.

"Uh well...first I'm gonna help momma get the beach stuff down and help with the set up," Like a good son should, in an attempt to have his mum off his back about the fillyfriend stuff, somehow.

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-24, 01:53 AM

[Da Beach]

Garion shook his head, wriggling in the sand on his back. "Nope! I asked Miss Gwyn about it, and she said it was sorta like dirt, but not like dirt, and that she'd show me it someday, but that day is today! And it's amazing! It's all flowy and solid and toasty and gritty and great!" He threw his hooves up and shook them about in glee.

Orzel

2012-12-24, 09:52 AM

Filly Stadium

Fox looked at Grills with a slight hesitation. "W-what mistake was that?"

"I et my ex and my current fiyfriends fight over me. If I would have been more... truthful with my thoughts." Gris then chomped on some popcorn. "We are not horselords of the Ancient Plains or Saddle Arabian sheiks of Antiquity."

Benson

2012-12-24, 04:41 PM

Beach

"Well, don't get none in your eyes, or nose, I can't have me a scratchy court jester and all." She said with a playful grin and then went to help out her momma get some stuff out of the wagon.
==

Filly Stadium

"Ha...yea it would be a different story if we were Saddle Arabian sheiks of Antiquity. Though I don't think I would be able to handle all the affections of so many mares," He put his hoof under his chin as a brief imagine spot bubble came in. There was Icy in harem clothing giving him bed room eyes and beckoning him. He blushed furiously and flailed his forelegs to whisk the day dream bubble away.

Mystic Muse

2012-12-25, 01:03 AM

Cloud smirked at Garion and laughed. 'Have you never seen sand before?" She asked the silly colt.

"Uh well...first I'm gonna help momma get the beach stuff down and help with the set up," Like a good son should, in an attempt to have his mum off his back about the fillyfriend stuff, somehow.

Beautiful Nightmare decides to do her best to help with that part. "Anything you'd like me to do to help, Spark, or Ms. Chaser?" She asks.

Orzel

2012-12-25, 08:23 AM

Filly Stadium

"Ha...yea it would be a different story if we were Saddle Arabian sheiks of Antiquity. Though I don't think I would be able to handle all the affections of so many mares," He put his hoof under his chin as a brief imagine spot bubble came in. There was Icy in harem clothing giving him bed room eyes and beckoning him. He blushed furiously and flailed his forelegs to whisk the day dream bubble away.

"Having multiple mares is probably not all that great. Five times the lady-problems, am I right?" Grills thought bubbled a horde of angry and attention seeking Gwynfillions. He shivered away the fear.

Lycan 01

2012-12-25, 07:07 PM

"What flavor would you like?" Snickers asks with a pleasant smile. "And you can eat it now if you want. The effects will last awhile. What sort of Cookie of Destiny would it be if it only last five minutes, right?" he grins.

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-25, 07:19 PM

[Stadium]

Sandy held his hooves up in protest. "Woah now, I never said I was actually goin' through with this, I'm just...y'know, explorin' my options. Seein' what's what an' all that. Gotta figure th' details first before I sign on, er, eat th' cookie in this case. I don't really fancy riskin' th' tree-chucks unnecessarily..." he muttered uneasily.

"But as far as flavors go, I do have a real hankerin' for chocolate an' chocolate chips. Th' chewy kind, if I got th' option."

[Shoreline]

Despite the near-overwhelming temptation to immediately stick his nose in the stuff, the need to help the present Ladies was stronger. Garion trotted over to help with the unloading, insisting on hefting quite a bit on his own. He was a big, strong colt, after all.

Benson

2012-12-26, 03:02 PM

Filly Stadium

'Yea...and who needs that many problems anyway hahah...I don't see anyone being able to handle five ladies and be sane," He chuckled, smacking his dry mouth together. "I need a cider."
-

Somewhere in another universe, a stallion named Balboa Shag, blink up from his newspaper and sipped some vodka.
======

The Lake/Beach

"Huh?..Oh ah, well, if you could help just carry some stuff that would be sweet of you," She said nudging the picnic blanket towards the unicorn filly.

Spark would feel a bit of a competitiveness from the younger colt. Rather, he got competitive and started to pile all sorts of stuff on his own back to carry. He even flashed the colt a smirk.

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-26, 06:16 PM

The Lake/Beach

"Huh?..Oh ah, well, if you could help just carry some stuff that would be sweet of you," She said nudging the picnic blanket towards the unicorn filly.

Spark would feel a bit of a competitiveness from the younger colt. Rather, he got competitive and started to pile all sorts of stuff on his own back to carry. He even flashed the colt a smirk.

Garion, halfway through piling up his own back, caught sight of the smirking Spark. He tilted his head, confused. "Spark, does your back hurt from carrying all that stuff? Is that why you're making that face?" Competitiveness? Stalliony pride? These were...vague concepts at best. He just wanted to keep the present Ladies from working themselves too hard. And on that note, he plucked up another few buckets with his tail and tossed them onto his back.

(Waiting on both Grif and Lycan for the Stadium)

Orzel

2012-12-26, 07:49 PM

Grif

2012-12-26, 10:56 PM

[Stadium]

Sandy held his hooves up in protest. "Woah now, I never said I was actually goin' through with this, I'm just...y'know, explorin' my options. Seein' what's what an' all that. Gotta figure th' details first before I sign on, er, eat th' cookie in this case. I don't really fancy riskin' th' tree-chucks unnecessarily..." he muttered uneasily.

"But as far as flavors go, I do have a real hankerin' for chocolate an' chocolate chips. Th' chewy kind, if I got th' option."

"Well, if Snickers say it's safe..." Silverpine shrugged. He was still a little wary of food-based magic.

Lycan 01

2012-12-27, 02:30 AM

Snickers smirks. "Chewy chocolate with chocolate chips, got it. An excellent choice."

He looks around warily, to see if anypony else is nearby or paying close attention to them. "Of course, it may be better if you eat it now, so you don't lose it, sit on it, or have it stolen by a seagull. You never know when something may pop up... Of course, I'm sure you'd do fine without it. I have the utmost confidence in you."

"Still." Snickers gives a flick of his hoof, and with a small electric zap, a delicious cookie appears, balanced on his hoof right in front of Sandy's face. "Better safe than sorry, no?"

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-27, 10:33 AM

[Stadium Snack Bar]

Sandy gulped, licking his lips longingly at the fresh cookie thrust in his face. Every bone in his body told him Snickers was pulling a host of the oldest tricks in the con-pony's book; the flashy appearance, the subtle way he ignored his complaints, and that little splash of confidence in Sandy's abilities that made his intentions all the purer. No doubt about it, this was a grade-A temptation, deal with the Pale Horse, or whatever you'd like to call it.

And to his great shame, he had to admit it was working. Above and beyond the fact that it really was a delicious-looking cookie. Sandy's eyes darted between the still-warm treat and the wary Silverpine. "...he's got a point there. If'n somethin' like that was gonna happen t'anypony, it'd happen to me," he said, letting the thought hang for Silverpine to finish however he liked. All he needed was one little shove off the fence, and this little dilemma could be solved.

Unfortunately, in his indecision, he also forgot the cardinal rule of dealing with a tempter; never give them the chance for a follow-up tempting. :smallwink:

Benson

2012-12-27, 01:41 PM

Garion, halfway through piling up his own back, caught sight of the smirking Spark. He tilted his head, confused. "Spark, does your back hurt from carrying all that stuff? Is that why you're making that face?" Competitiveness? Stalliony pride? These were...vague concepts at best. He just wanted to keep the present Ladies from working themselves too hard. And on that note, he plucked up another few buckets with his tail and tossed them onto his back.

"What?...No.." Spark furrowed his brows. He watched Garion toss buckets onto his back, so he tossed the rolled up beach towels on his back. He wobbled for a moment and steadied himself. "My back is fine...I'm tough and strong like that." He said in quick breaths.

Grills licked his lips and looked down at the popcorn. "Well then the period is over. We can dart over to the bar."

"Alright....cool," He glanced around seeing if there were any water bottle vendors walking around through the stands. He also wondered what the others were up to.

Grif

2012-12-27, 02:33 PM

Lycan 01

2012-12-27, 02:43 PM

Stadium

"I promise you Sandy," Snickers smiles pleasantly, "This cookie will not do anything bad to you. As I have repeatedly said, it will just give you the confidence you need. The confidence you already have within yourself, but which is overshadowed by your doubt and worry. This cookie will allow you to cast aside your fears, and channel your inner awesomeness. That's all."

Orzel

2012-12-27, 03:04 PM

"Alright....cool," He glanced around seeing if there were any water bottle vendors walking around through the stands. He also wondered what the others were up to.

Grills followed Fox Trot's search. "The walking vendors always give you warm drinks." he complained and stood up to go find drinks and the others.

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-27, 03:52 PM

[Beach]

Garion was starting to notice something...off about Spark. He didn't know what, but ponies didn't usually make faces like that and pant like they were just on a run. "Are you sure? You look really tired, and kinda like you want to lay down for a bit." However, with his concern over Spark, the colt didn't grab anything else from the wagon. If Spark wanted to really get ahead, now was his chance. :smallwink:

[Stadium]

Sandy found himself nodding along with Snickers' reassurances, while Silverpine's weak warnings felt more and more like pathetic excuses. After all, hadn't doubts just like Silverpine's been the very same that had held him back all this time? How long had he really wished to be able to speak his mind and not lose the words along the way? Just for one evening, he could be the pony that he knew he was; no trimmings, no nerves, just pure Sandy. And didn't Snow Angel deserve to see the real him, if only just this once?

With that, the last of his doubts dried up. Sandy leaned forward and gobbled up the cookie without hesitation, shutting his eyes tightly in anticipation as he chewed. Hopefully it tasted at least half as good as it looked.

And then he sprouted a horn, grew three feet taller, and started abducting every unicorn in sight :P

Benson

2012-12-28, 02:44 AM

Filly Stadium

"Right...well...I'll be here, by myself. Go make sure that the others are alright and find out what's the hold up." And hopefully not getting into no good shenanigans. Fox wanly smiled and glanced off to the side, taking in a bit of atmosphere.

[Beach]

"No...no...Garion...Its fine, I'm fine. I am a strong pony and all, tough, that's me," He strained out a confident grin and began to trod forward with a high pile wavering.

Mystic Muse

2012-12-28, 02:49 AM

Lycan 01

2012-12-28, 11:10 AM

Stadium

And thus the Cookie of Destiny is consumed.

Sandy will feel...

...well, it's up to Sandy what he feels. Snickers didn't lie. The Cookie of Destiny should give him all the confidence and awesomeness he needs, unlocking everything Sandy already had within him. But only because he believes it will.

Because in reality, the Cookie of Destiny is naught more than a reeeeally tasty cookie.

Grif

2012-12-28, 02:14 PM

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-28, 02:41 PM

[Beach]

"No...no...Garion...Its fine, I'm fine. I am a strong pony and all, tough, that's me," He strained out a confident grin and began to trod forward with a high pile wavering.

Garion looked at the older colt funny, before shrugging it off. He and his smaller pile trotted alongside towards their campsite, where presumably those with more sense had already laid a few things out. Thanks to him not overloading his back quite so much, his load hardly wavered at all. "Be careful Spark; if you drop anything, I'll be sure to catch it," he reassured the older colt.

Stadium

And thus the Cookie of Destiny is consumed.

Sandy will feel...

...well, it's up to Sandy what he feels. Snickers didn't lie. The Cookie of Destiny should give him all the confidence and awesomeness he needs, unlocking everything Sandy already had within him. But only because he believes it will.

Because in reality, the Cookie of Destiny is naught more than a reeeeally tasty cookie.

(Classy. :smallwink:)

Sandy slowly chewed...and slowly chewed...and hummed contentedly as he savored the sweet.

It really was a dang good cookie. Almost wished he'd taken smaller bites.

Silverpine tapped Sandy by the shoulder. "So... how do you feel?"

(:smalltongue:)

Sandy held up his forehooves, and found they were trembling. "I-I feel kinda tingly all over, an' m'heart's racin' like crazy. L-like I just ate a thundercloud instead of a cookie." He took a deep, bracing breath, puffing his chest out and rustling his wings on the exhale. Such energy, such raw excitement, could this really be what confidence felt like? He grinned wildly at his two friends, before leaping into a backflip so tight, he didn't so much as nudge the table or the other patrons. "I...I think it's workin'! I feel great!" he said with a hearty laugh.

Orzel

2012-12-28, 06:38 PM

Filly Stadium

"Right...well...I'll be here, by myself. Go make sure that the others are alright and find out what's the hold up." And hopefully not getting into no good shenanigans. Fox wanly smiled and glanced off to the side, taking in a bit of atmosphere.

The idea of leaving Fox Trot here alone sounded bad. this was a group outing and splitting it up further would be a step backward. "You sure? 'Cause we could wave over a vendor and drink warm cider." He pointed backward.

Benson

2012-12-29, 02:16 AM

The Lake

Cloud follows after 'Smoothie' with her deflated foreleg floaties and a bucket on her head. She briefly watched Spark and Garion and lightly giggled at Garion's cluelessness and Spark's general...dolt colt self.
-

"I won't drop anything, I got a greaat center of gravity," And just as he said that he tripped over a rock planted right in front of him. He tumbled and fell over in a somersault manner as all the stuff he had on his back flew up in the air.

However, most of the items were caught as his mom flew in catching the more breakable and likely to get damaged items. "Spark, are you alright? You know you don't have to carry everything."

The colt pouted and looked sheepishly up, having landed on his back. His cheeks were crimson.

===
Filly Stadium

"I..I'm sure. Maybe you can get them to hurry up or something." Fox said with a small smile looking at Grills.

Grif

2012-12-29, 05:36 AM

[Beach]
Stadium
(Classy. :smallwink:)

Sandy slowly chewed...and slowly chewed...and hummed contentedly as he savored the sweet.

It really was a dang good cookie. Almost wished he'd taken smaller bites.

Sandy held up his forehooves, and found they were trembling. "I-I feel kinda tingly all over, an' m'heart's racin' like crazy. L-like I just ate a thundercloud instead of a cookie." He took a deep, bracing breath, puffing his chest out and rustling his wings on the exhale. Such energy, such raw excitement, could this really be what confidence felt like? He grinned wildly at his two friends, before leaping into a backflip so tight, he didn't so much as nudge the table or the other patrons. "I...I think it's workin'! I feel great!" he said with a hearty laugh.

Silverpine found himself smiling at Sandy's apparent enthusiasm. "Hey, take it slow there, big guy. Save some for Snow Angel, would ya?" He glanced at the wall clock. To his surprise, thye were already running late. "Oh dear. We're supposed to only take a few minutes. Let's go before Fox and Grills send out a search party."

Lycan 01

2012-12-29, 06:41 AM

Stadium

Snickers smiles. "See? Told ya it would help. No side-effects, only your own special brand of awesome. And it'll stay in effect as long as you need it to, so don't worry about it randomly turning off before you meet with your Wonderbolt gal. Now, let's get back to our seats."

Off they go!

TheAmishPirate

2012-12-29, 11:35 AM

Stadium

Sandy nodded and scooped up Fox Trot's root beer, balancing it on his head like another certain country pony (http://denver.mylittlefacewhen.com/media/f/img/mlfw2548-12067520-20animated20applejack20cider20Trot1.gif). "Thanks a bunch, Snickers. I won't soon forget this." He smiled earnestly at his newfound friend, before leading the way back to their seats with a fresh spring in his step. "Now let's get back t'th' game!"

Fox Trot and Grills would likely notice them approaching soon. Sandy would look like a brand new pony, one that actually had a lick of self-confidence.

Lake

Garion gasped, and immediately set his own pile of things down before racing over to help. Namely, he focused on catching anything that might fall onto the fallen colt, before rushing over to his side. "Spark! Are you okay?" He'd help the dolt colt up, provided Beautiful Nightmare didn't rush over and try to hog all the attention from Spark for herself. :smallwink:

Mystic Muse

2012-12-29, 02:31 PM

Beautiful Nightmare giggled slightly at the tumble, and helped catch some of the items with telekinesis.

Orzel

2012-12-30, 08:53 AM

Filly Stadium

"I..I'm sure. Maybe you can get them to hurry up or something." Fox said with a small smile looking at Grills.

Grills nodded and ran over hestitantly to find the rest. On the way he picks up a six pack of cider from one of the nearby bars. "Snickerdoodle? Sandy? Silverpine? Where are you guys?" Of course, Grills was not that perceptive and probably walked past them all while shouting their names.

Benson

2012-12-31, 04:06 AM

Beach

"I-I'm fine okay..??" Spark puffed his cheeks wearing a heavy flush of embarrassment. The colt picked himself up and with a look of annoyance brushed some sand off of him.

But anyways, the colt picked up some of the items not picked up by everyone else and trudged away towards the beach. Mrs Chaser thanked BN and Garion for their help and told them not to mind Spark and his silly mood. Of course Cloud was amused by this all.

Anyways, eventually the five of them found themselves a nice spot on the beach as Mrs Chaser took the picnic blanket and unfurled and laid it out. BN could set the picnic basket down.

She herself sat down with Cloud in her lap as she helped put on the leg floaties and blow them up.

Spark was trying to find a nice place to stick the umbrella and trying to forget his little tumble from earlier.

As for the beach itself, it was quite nice, though I'm sure Amish could provide a better descriptor of Sandy's work. Anyways, there were a few other ponies here enjoying a time at the beach. There were a few older foals playing with a beach ball and far off past them was a couple making out on a beach towel.

Grif

2012-12-31, 04:14 AM

Grills nodded and ran over hestitantly to find the rest. On the way he picks up a six pack of cider from one of the nearby bars. "Snickerdoodle? Sandy? Silverpine? Where are you guys?" Of course, Grills was not that perceptive and probably walked past them all while shouting their names.

"Oy! Grills!" Silverpine shouted, noting the dolt colt just sped past them.

Mystic Muse

2012-12-31, 04:33 AM

BN set the picnic basket down, and decided to lay down on the blanket, waiting for Spark. In the meantime, she was just sunning herself.

Lycan 01

2012-12-31, 10:02 AM

Stadium

Snickers waves at Grills as he runs past. "Grills! Dude! Behind you!" he calls out, hopefully getting the stallion's attention before he goes off too far.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-01, 12:59 AM

[Beach]

The beach was...nice. Not picturesque, not amazing, just nice. Rumors swirled around town about some terrible magical accident befalling the new beach caretaker. Some said that he had gone into hiding to preserve his dignity, and his pegasi cousin was watching his house in the meanwhile. Others said the pegasi was the caretaker, but that would have to be a pretty fantastical accident, even by Bridle Shores standards. Still others said that it was all a paperwork mix-up, and that they'd been sent a weatherpony instead of a beach pony.

Whatever the reason, the beach was not up to its usual snuff. No piles of trash, but some debris from the lake had made its way onto the shore. The dunes seemed flatter, and the shoreline had advanced land-ward, thinning the beach area by a foot or two. Not that Garion would notice; a beach was a beach, and beaches were amazing in his book so far. As he set down the beach toys and adjusted his big floppy hat against the sun, he watched the older foals playing ball, trying to make sense of whatever game they were playing. The couple wasn't spared his scrutiny either; why were they doing that thing that Miss Gwyn and Mister Grills did when he was supposed to be napping? Older ponies who were really really good friends did it, could younger ponies do it too?

He'd have to ask Miss Gwyn all about it later. :smallwink:

[Stadium]

Sandy waved to the distracted chef. "Grills! Over here!" Though short, the mug of root beer perched on his head more than made up for the height difference.

Orzel

2013-01-01, 09:40 AM

Grills turned around and levitated the six ciders to his side. "Oh guys." He cantered back to the others "You guys done? You're missing the game and fun."

Grif

2013-01-01, 09:53 AM

Grills turned around and levitated the six ciders to his side. "Oh guys." He cantered back to the others "You guys done? You're missing the game and fun."

"Certainly are. We got Fox's root beer too." Silverpine pointed a wingtip at the bouncing mug on Sandy's head. "Let's go before we miss any more of the fun."

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-01, 04:54 PM

[Stadium]

"Sure are. Any big plays while we were out?" Sandy asked Grills as he fell in beside him. The pegasus unfurled his wings, motioning to Grills to rest some of the cider on them.

Benson

2013-01-01, 05:04 PM

Beach Antics

Poor Gwyn.

Anyways, after having her floaties aired up, Cloud waddled over to Garion and bonked his muzzle with a floatie.

"Whatcha looking at?" She asked and then followed his line of sight. She giggled. "That's Sparky and Smoothie when they're older." She made mock kissy kissy noises and laughed.

Spark glanced her way wearing some sunglasses pulled out of nowhere and rolled his eyes and flushed before looking away. "Anyways, Garion, wanna build a sandcastle first?"

Meanwhile Spark walked over to 'Smoothie' and poked her with his muzzle looking down at the sunning filly.

"I'm going to go on a quick run first down the beach, to get my muscles going. Don't want to get a cramp in the water," He said with a goofy smile. "Do ya want to join me? Well, if ya want to that is." She didn't have to, he wouldn't be butt hurt if she declined.

Mystic Muse

2013-01-01, 05:27 PM

"Sure, I'd love to join you!" Beautiful Nightmare says with a smile. "Lead the way." she says, giving him a kiss on the cheek in the meantime.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-01, 09:15 PM

Le Beach

Garion caught sight of 'Smoothie's' little peck, and everything clicked. "Ohhhhh." he said, nodding sagely at the kissy kissy Cloud. Older ponies who were really close did that thing to each other's lips, while younger ponies who were really close did that to each other's cheeks. Sensible!

When Cloud mentioned building a sandcastle, he perked up immediately. "Sure!" He raced out onto the beach and started piling up sand to make into a castle, only to find it didn't quite pack so well. More like just sat around in piles. He tried again, only to be met with the same result. He tilted his head at the stubborn sand pile. "How do we make a castle out of this stuff? It doesn't want to castle, it just wants to pile."

Orzel

2013-01-02, 07:17 AM

[Stadium]

"Sure are. Any big plays while we were out?" Sandy asked Grills as he fell in beside him. The pegasus unfurled his wings, motioning to Grills to rest some of the cider on them.

"I got them." Grills politely declined Sandy's offer and kept the ciders at his side. "There were two steals, a fumble, and a whole lot of penalty kicks. You guys are missing a hilarious game. I mean, you can't tell what crazy things they'll do next. Both teams are playing too many rookies and the veterans are on the bench." By the way he described it, you'd expect to hear the Benny Hill them while watching.

Lycan 01

2013-01-02, 11:08 AM

Stadium

Snickers blinks a few times. He barely understood that. "Um, cool. Pity I missed it. How much longer is left in the game?"

Grif

2013-01-02, 11:29 AM

Stadium

Snickers blinks a few times. He barely understood that. "Um, cool. Pity I missed it. How much longer is left in the game?"

"Less yappin', more trottin'!" Silverpine said, taking the cue to trot forward more quickly towards their seats. He plopped himself on chair and started to concentrate on the game at hoof.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-02, 11:37 AM

[Stadium]

Sand obligingly folded his wings without further fuss. Amazingly, he didn't even mumble an apology or otherwise fumble the situation. "Well then, sure pleased as punch we ain't gonna miss any more of it. If that's just th' first period, th' rest of this here game's gonna be a doozy."

He sped up to keep pace with Silverpine, finally arriving at his seat next to Fox Trot. With an expert head bop, he tossed the mug from his noggin to his wingtip, and offered the beverage to his friend. "Here y'go; one ice-cold root beer. Enjoy!"

Benson

2013-01-04, 05:40 AM

Dat Beach

Right in front of his mom eh BN? Spark flushed as usual and nodded his head. "I can't promise I'll slow down for you." He grinned in a playful cheeky manner.

"You two be careful then," Mrs Chaser said looking at them both.

Meanwhile with the littler ones.

"We needs to wet the sand a little bits and use the buckets to hold it and shape it!" The foal said running towards the moist sand closer to the water and pressed her hoof down in it leaving a hoof impression. "See how the walls of the moist sand holds its shape?"
===

Filly Stadium

Fox Trot sported a look of pleasant surprise and smiled as he watched his friend and new friends return. He gladly accepted the root beer and took a sip. "Thank you...Mmm...aaah...that tastes good. How much do I owe ya for the drink?" He asked as he poked his muzzle on his saddle bag next to him.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-04, 10:58 AM

[Beach]

Garion pressed his own hoof next to hers, watching curiously as the sand held its shape. "Woah..." He scooped up a bit of wet sand with his hooves, plopped it down, and then started making a little box-like shape out of it. To his delight, it actually held its shape. "Oooh! Oooh! And I bet if we use some of my buckets, we can dump the sand out and actually make shapes!" He hopped about excitedly and pointed to the small mountain of beach toys he'd been forced to bring along.

[Stadium]

Sandy pondered, scratching his chin scruff. "You owe me...pleasant conversation while we watch a good 'ol fashioned game of hoofball." He winked at the mocha stallion as he sat down.

Was that...was that honest-to-goodness banter? From Sandy?!

Dear Luna, Snickers, you've created a monster.

Lycan 01

2013-01-04, 11:38 AM

Stadium

Snickers merely smirks, happy that Sandy is responding so well. He gets comfortable in his seat, takes a sip of cider, and returns his attention to the game.

Orzel

2013-01-04, 10:25 PM

Stadium

Grills cracked open a cider and guzzled it like a pro. Then her shouted out at the field. "Okay! Time to not play like a bunch o' weanlings and score some points! Foo Filly!"

Grif

2013-01-04, 11:16 PM

Stadium

Grills cracked open a cider and guzzled it like a pro. Then her shouted out at the field. "Okay! Time to not play like a bunch o' weanlings and score some points! Foo Filly!"

"Woo! Wooooo!" Silverpine hooted, relishing the atmosphere.

Benson

2013-01-05, 08:07 AM

[Beach]

Garion pressed his own hoof next to hers, watching curiously as the sand held its shape. "Woah..." He scooped up a bit of wet sand with his hooves, plopped it down, and then started making a little box-like shape out of it. To his delight, it actually held its shape. "Oooh! Oooh! And I bet if we use some of my buckets, we can dump the sand out and actually make shapes!" He hopped about excitedly and pointed to the small mountain of beach toys he'd been forced to bring along.

Cloud laughed. "That's essentially just what I said a moment ago, about using buckets." She smiled and lightly bopped Garion on the muzzle.

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[Stadium]

"A pleasant conversation? That I can do hahah.." He wanly smiled and put his saddle bag down. "Thanks." He sipped the beverage and 'Mmmmm'd'.

"You lot missed a great play while you were gone, and by great I mean funnier than slapstick."

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-05, 10:45 AM

[Beach]

Garion scrunched up his muzzle at the boppings. "Well, I forgot. A true gentlecolt sometimes forgets things, because his head's full of gentlecolt rules and there's not much room for anything else." He pranced over to the beach toys and picked out a good selection of buckets; everything from your plain pail shape to those fancy plastic castle-like ones. Oh, and a few little foal-sized shovels, one of which he held in his tail and started scooping wet sand in so they could keep talking. "Being a gentlecolt is really really hard."

[Stadium]

Sandy, for politeness sake, took one of the ciders from Grills for himself. "Haha, really? Was there a pile-up? Did everypony forget who had th' ball? C'mon, let's hear th' play-by-play."

Orzel

2013-01-05, 12:26 PM

Stadium

"Well the wings when after the running back because the shortstop looking like she was going to do the obviously smart thing and pass it to him. But She didn't!" He dramatically recoilled backward as the one who was passed to was checker by the kicker. Hoofball was a crazy sport. "She threw it to the point forward and he fumbled it!"

Benson

2013-01-06, 03:50 AM

The Beach

"If its hard, why are you trying to be gentlecolt?" The curious filly asked her friend as she sat her plot down and shoveled moist sand into one of the buckets with her forehooves.
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Filly Stadium

"Aaaand, he was running in the wrong way to his own team's goal," Fix let out a subdued chuckle and took another drink of his root beer.

Mystic Muse

2013-01-06, 04:17 AM

Dat Beach

Right in front of his mom eh BN? Why not? Anything to embarass Spark and get him to blush. :smalltongue:

Spark flushed as usual and nodded his head. "I can't promise I'll slow down for you." He grinned in a playful cheeky manner.

Beautiful Nightmare decided to do her best to not make him have to slow down for her. Unfortunately, she isn't in the best of shape (Though, slightly better than Smoothie's) and as such, can only properly keep up with him for so long before getting out of breath somewhat.

Lycan 01

2013-01-06, 02:36 PM

Stadium

Snickers just blinks dumbly a few times. He reeeeally doesn't keep up with sports stuff.

"So, uh, when did they say the Wonderbolt show was? Halftime? When's that?" he asks uncertainly, trying to add his voice to the conversation.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-06, 04:43 PM

[Stadium]

Sandy chuckled, picturing the mess of a play in his head. If it weren't for that Cookie of Destiny, he might've regretted missing that. "Aye, the big air show's at halftime. We've just finished the first period, there's four periods altogether, so we've got one more period to go 'till then."

Thinking about the show made him remember his recent trip to the gift shop. Sandy dug around in his bags until he found the wide-brimmed hat he'd bought; perfect for a pony who didn't want to be seen from the air. He held it in his hooves, thinking hard. "Y'know," he said, a smile slowly growing across his face. "I don't think I really need this here hat. Any of ya'll want it?"

The hat was a wide-brimmed thing, painted gaudily in the team colors of the Manehatten Manes. Might make a fun headpiece for somepony who wanted to get a bit more into the game.

[Beach]

"'Cause being a gentlecolt is really important," he responded matter-of-factly. He kept scooping up sand with the shovel in his tail.

Grif

2013-01-06, 09:14 PM

Silverpine waved at Sandy. The colt seemed to be intent on enjoying himself. "Oh, oh! That looks like a fun thing to wear! Can I borrow it?"

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-07, 11:01 AM

[Stadium]

Sandy plopped the massive hat on Silverpine's noggin. The albino pegasus gains +5 Goofiness and +20 Team Spirit. "I think that looks mighty fine on you," Sandy said with a grin.

Orzel

2013-01-07, 10:18 PM

"That's the spirit! Go Manes!" shouted Grills.

A rumble of boos from the home team fans descend on the chef. Grills puts on a nice trollface and guzzzled another cider. "Envy. Go Manes!"

Benson

2013-01-08, 03:35 AM

Why not? Anything to embarass Spark and get him to blush. :smalltongue:

Beautiful Nightmare decided to do her best to not make him have to slow down for her. Unfortunately, she isn't in the best of shape (Though, slightly better than Smoothie's) and as such, can only properly keep up with him for so long before getting out of breath somewhat.

Spark himself was caught up in the thrill of the run, the accelerating of the beating of his heart was all therapeutic for him. He ran kicking up sand behind and ran down the beach, he glanced at the corner of his eyes and spied the couple making out as a blush crept onto his face. His concentration took a small dip, but it was enough to mess up his run as he stumbled forward and somersaulted against the sun and wound up on his back, spirals in his eyes, and cheeks very red.

[Beach]

"'Cause being a gentlecolt is really important," he responded matter-of-factly. He kept scooping up sand with the shovel in his tail.

"Your tail is very flexible. Cool. But anyways...important eh? Cool, maybe you can give Sparky gentlecolt lessons, he's been trying extra hards ever since yesterday." She said with a toothy smile as she patted the bucket of moist sand before flipping it over against the sand.
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Filly Stadium

"Wooo...haha...nice hat...styling." Fox did his best to be in good spirits, he did his best to focus his thoughts and attention to having fun with his friends. He didn't want his mind drifting to other areas.

Lycan 01

2013-01-08, 04:03 AM

Snickers' ears fall back slightly when Grills begins to show signs of rowdiness with the home-team fans again. The baker begins to ponder what baked monster he'll summon up next time...

...perhaps a crab cake?

Grif

2013-01-08, 06:57 AM

[Stadium]

Sandy plopped the massive hat on Silverpine's noggin. The albino pegasus gains +5 Goofiness and +20 Team Spirit. "I think that looks mighty fine on you," Sandy said with a grin.

"Hehehe. You think so?" Silverpine replied with a huge grin affixed to his face. He waved innocently at the opposing fans. "Wooo~" he shouted, not quite noticing the jeers being directed back at him. As he turned back to speak to Sandy again, a plastic cup sailed past his head, narrowly missing him. The dolt colt didn't notice, but instead continued on blithely, "I should go to these games more. I didn't know they have such great atmosphere."

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-08, 10:01 PM

[Beach]

"Since yesterday? What happened yesterday?" Garion asked curiously. "And Mister Grills would be a good gentlecolt teacher. He's the gentlest, coltiest pony I know."

As he talked, he struggled to flip his particular bucket of sand over without spilling out the contents. Moderate success; his sand-tower was a bit crumbly and mis-formed at the top. Garion compared it to Cloud's, frowning in dissatisfaction.

[Stadium]

Whoops. In all the worry and fretting about Snow Angel, Sandy forgot they were rooting for the Away team. That would explain all the negative attention. He'd have to keep an eye on that, might be necessary for him to deal with things. Heck, with the Cookie in his belly, he could handle a few rowdy fans, right?

"Yep! Though that might just be 'cause big hats are best hats." Sandy grinned right back, then waved his forelegs in the air wildly. "Wooooo! Manes!"

Lycan 01

2013-01-08, 10:07 PM

Snicker's eyes narrow slightly as the cup sails past Silverpine's head. He leans back in his chair slightly, and tries to enjoy the game.

Still, crab cakes were starting to sound rather appealing.

A faint smile tugs at the corners of his lips. He needed to make some red cupcakes and paint claws on them. Maybe slap on some googly eyes. "Crab Cupcakes." Foxglove might like those...

Snickers' faint smile growls slightly more noticeable.

Orzel

2013-01-08, 10:50 PM

"Hehehe. You think so?" Silverpine replied with a huge grin affixed to his face. He waved innocently at the opposing fans. "Wooo~" he shouted, not quite noticing the jeers being directed back at him. As he turned back to speak to Sandy again, a plastic cup sailed past his head, narrowly missing him. The dolt colt didn't notice, but instead continued on blithely, "I should go to these games more. I didn't know they have such great atmosphere."

"I used to come to hoofball games all the time. In the cheap seats with the crazies." Grills reminenced on the fun times. Here in the good seats section, only one in thirty fans was painted in team colors. But the food was better. "Mmmm.. veggie dogs.Not as good as my self packed though."

[Beach]
[Stadium]

Whoops. In all the worry and fretting about Snow Angel, Sandy forgot they were rooting for the Away team. That would explain all the negative attention. He'd have to keep an eye on that, might be necessary for him to deal with things. Heck, with the Cookie in his belly, he could handle a few rowdy fans, right?

"Yep! Though that might just be 'cause big hats are best hats." Sandy grinned right back, then waved his forelegs in the air wildly. "Wooooo! Manes!"

Grills suddenly burst into laughter. "Bigger is better. 'Cept when it ain't."

Benson

2013-01-09, 02:17 AM

[Beach]

"Mister Grills? Is he the same Mister Grills with the restao...restart-restaurant? I like the yummy food there. Mommy took me and Sparky to eat there once." The foal replied and gave a wan frown at Garion's sand tower. She looked at hers and caved in its shape a little. Now they were both perfectly malformed!
===========

Filly Stadium

"Ya know my dad has an old autographed ball by the Manehatten team of 72', has all the signatures of the players during that year. He also told me it was the same ball that smacked him in the face at his very first game when he was a young colt." Fox trot laughed a little and drank his root beer.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-09, 08:40 AM

[Beach]

"Yep!" Garion beamed with pride. "He helps Miss Gwyn take care of me, and he makes the yummiest food, and runs the most super-fantastic resteraunt-spa-thing, and he's always so nice to Miss Gwyn, and he tells me all the stuff a gentlecolt should know and..." And so on and so forth. Conveniently, he was so caught up in singing Mister Grills' praises that he didn't even notice Cloud sabotage her own tower. Eventually, he noticed the two looking similar and it just brought an even bigger smile to his face. Re-invigorated, he started scooping sand into his bucket like crazy.

[Stadium]

"Y'know, that sounds an awful lot like my kind of 'bad luck', only his turned out pretty dang well in th' end." Sandy chuckled along with Fox Trot. "Maybe I should meet your dad sometime. With our powers combined, I bet we could get a solid gold meteor t'nearly fall on us or somethin'."

Benson

2013-01-09, 12:16 PM

[Beach]

"Yep!" Garion beamed with pride. "He helps Miss Gwyn take care of me, and he makes the yummiest food, and runs the most super-fantastic resteraunt-spa-thing, and he's always so nice to Miss Gwyn, and he tells me all the stuff a gentlecolt should know and..." And so on and so forth. Conveniently, he was so caught up in singing Mister Grills' praises that he didn't even notice Cloud sabotage her own tower. Eventually, he noticed the two looking similar and it just brought an even bigger smile to his face. Re-invigorated, he started scooping sand into his bucket like crazy.

"He sounds awesome, you have a cool, sorta kinda papa. Wish I had a cool nice papa like that who made yummy food for me. That would be great.." The foal swoonfully day dreamed of some mysterious stallion making her and Sparky a yummy breakfast. She happily nommed those imaginary pancakes.

"Ooh...maybe your Mister Grills can teach Sparky on how to be a gentlecolt?" She beamed bringing herself out of her imagine spot. She then stuffed her bucket with moist sand all over again.

Grif

2013-01-09, 12:59 PM

[Stadium]

"Y'know, that sounds an awful lot like my kind of 'bad luck', only his turned out pretty dang well in th' end." Sandy chuckled along with Fox Trot. "Maybe I should meet your dad sometime. With our powers combined, I bet we could get a solid gold meteor t'nearly fall on us or somethin'."

"Y'know... I think Gear turned a rock solid gold once. Too bad it melted in salt water..." Silverpine mused, his mind going off on yet another tangent.

Mystic Muse

2013-01-10, 04:24 AM

Spark himself was caught up in the thrill of the run, the accelerating of the beating of his heart was all therapeutic for him. He ran kicking up sand behind and ran down the beach, he glanced at the corner of his eyes and spied the couple making out as a blush crept onto his face. His concentration took a small dip, but it was enough to mess up his run as he stumbled forward and somersaulted against the sun and wound up on his back, spirals in his eyes, and cheeks very red.

Beautiful Nightmare giggled, but said nothing. She offered to help Spark up, herself rather tired trying to keep up with him. Apparently, Dolt Colt Love Energy does not make you in shape. Attempting to mimic Smoothie's overly large and lanky body wasn't doing her any favors either.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-10, 10:15 AM

"He sounds awesome, you have a cool, sorta kinda papa. Wish I had a cool nice papa like that who made yummy food for me. That would be great.." The foal swoonfully day dreamed of some mysterious stallion making her and Sparky a yummy breakfast. She happily nommed those imaginary pancakes.

"Ooh...maybe your Mister Grills can teach Sparky on how to be a gentlecolt?" She beamed bringing herself out of her imagine spot. She then stuffed her bucket with moist sand all over again.

Garion patted down his own bucket, getting it all nice and tight in there. "Oooh, yeah! I bet he'd love to teach more ponies how to be gentlecolts. And maybe I could ask him if he could make yummy food for you guys sometime too!" He stopped, and scratched his little noggin in deep thought. "Though, if he's doing all that, then why doesn't he just be your caretaker too?"

Orzel

2013-01-10, 10:41 AM

"Y'know... I think Gear turned a rock solid gold once. Too bad it melted in salt water..." Silverpine mused, his mind going off on yet another tangent.

"That's a neat trick. I can only set things on fir- HOLEY MOLEY LOOK AT THAT SHOT!" screamed the superfan.

Garion patted down his own bucket, getting it all nice and tight in there. "Oooh, yeah! I bet he'd love to teach more ponies how to be gentlecolts. And maybe I could ask him if he could make yummy food for you guys sometime too!" He stopped, and scratched his little noggin in deep thought. "Though, if he's doing all that, then why doesn't he just be your caretaker too?"

Suddenly Grills felt ill. His face flashed sickly green.

Benson

2013-01-10, 01:22 PM

Stadium

"Then was it really gold?" Fox asked Silverpine curiously with a tilt of his head. But then Grills' superfan shout stirred him from his focus.

"Waaah...what what? What did I miss? Darn it....Hey uh...Grills....what's wrong? You were green for a uh...moment," Fox asked with a slight fretting look.
===============

The Beach

Spark flushed but accepted her help. "T-thanks Smoothie." He said to the older filly.
--

"Mister Grills my caretaker?....Ooooh.....I like that...we'll have to ask mommy about it later. And then I can have all the yummy food I want and dessert." The foal said happily throwing herself on her back on the sand and placed her forehooves over her chest.

Grif

2013-01-10, 02:07 PM

"That's a neat trick. I can only set things on fir- HOLEY MOLEY LOOK AT THAT SHOT!" screamed the superfan.

Suddenly Grills felt ill. His face flashed sickly green.

Stadium

"Then was it really gold?" Fox asked Silverpine curiously with a tilt of his head. But then Grills' superfan shout stirred him from his focus.

"Waaah...what what? What did I miss? Darn it....Hey uh...Grills....what's wrong? You were green for a uh...moment," Fox asked with a slight fretting look.

Silverpine screamed with the rest of the crowd, the Manes apparently doing some sort of homerun with that spectacular shot that sent the hoofball sailing out of the stadium. :smalltongue: He bounced up and down his seat with excitement, so much so that he failed to notice Grills' flash of discomfort.

Lycan 01

2013-01-10, 03:33 PM

Stadium

Snickers' smile disappears as he notices Grills looking sick. Frowning, he raises an eyebrow. "You alright, Grills? You're not looking to good..."

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-10, 04:10 PM

The Beach

--

"Mister Grills my caretaker?....Ooooh.....I like that...we'll have to ask mommy about it later. And then I can have all the yummy food I want and dessert." The foal said happily throwing herself on her back on the sand and placed her forehooves over her chest.

"Yeah! And then Sparky and I can get gentlecolt lessons together, and you could be best friends with Miss Gwyn, and we could have sleepovers all time." Seeing how it looked fun, Garion threw himself onto the sand in an identical, wistful pose. "That'd be so great..."

Silverpine screamed with the rest of the crowd, the Manes apparently doing some sort of homerun with that spectacular shot that sent the hoofball sailing out of the stadium. :smalltongue: He bounced up and down his seat with excitement, so much so that he failed to notice Grills' flash of discomfort.

And Sandy was right there with him, jumping up and down, shouting his little head off, and giving the highest of fives. He had to flap up a bit to give them properly, but it was the thought that counted. Spurred on by the atmosphere and the cookie in his belly, Sandy tugged on his friend's leg and motioned to the balcony where they were seated. "C'mon! Let's put these here wings t'good use an' get a high-five-wave goin'!" He hovered in eager anticipation.

(EXPLANATION: He's proposing they flap along the edge of their section, high-fiving anypony who puts their hoof out.)

Mystic Muse

2013-01-10, 04:48 PM

Beautiful Nightmare helps Spark up. "You're welcome. Want to keep going or do something else?" she asks, clearly out of breath from trying to keep up with him.

Orzel

2013-01-10, 05:42 PM

Grills pat his chest and burped softly. He then cleared his throat. "Fine. Some pony must be saying my name that's all. Some play the Mane did. And it's almost halftime."

Benson

2013-01-10, 06:20 PM

The Beach

The little foal found herself with thoughts about all kinds of different and colorful food made by Mister Grills all waiting to be om nom nommed by her. It filled her with silly delight.

She also liked this laying on her back with the soft and sometimes rough sand against her back. She placed her fore legs at her sides and brought them up and down along the sand and began to make sand pegasi, all the while laughing at the feeling. "Hey Garion...make sand pegasi with me!"
--

"Uh....let's do whatever you want to do, okay?" He told 'Smoothie', his eyes trying not to looking at the making out couple.
=========================

Stadium

"Only halftime?....Hmmm...I think I want to visit the gift shop....maybe get Icy something nice," He said with a small smile and then stuck up his hoof towards Sandy.

Grif

2013-01-10, 09:20 PM

And Sandy was right there with him, jumping up and down, shouting his little head off, and giving the highest of fives. He had to flap up a bit to give them properly, but it was the thought that counted. Spurred on by the atmosphere and the cookie in his belly, Sandy tugged on his friend's leg and motioned to the balcony where they were seated. "C'mon! Let's put these here wings t'good use an' get a high-five-wave goin'!" He hovered in eager anticipation.

(EXPLANATION: He's proposing they flap along the edge of their section, high-fiving anypony who puts their hoof out.)

"I'm liking that idea." Silverpine grinned at Sandy and flapped himself into a little hover in the air. "Let's do this!" And off the dolt colt went, oversized fan hat and all.

Lycan 01

2013-01-10, 09:25 PM

Snickers stays in his seat, because his wings are still missing.

He gives a dour look over his shoulder at the blank spots on his back where his wings should be, before grumbling and returning his attention to the game.

Then he remembers that they're in the part of the stadium where everypony hates the team they're rooting for. And the whole "fly-by high-hoof" plan is probably going to end horribly.

"Um, guys?" he squeaks, raising a hoof to stop them before it's too late. "Is that really a good idea?"

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-10, 10:06 PM

"I'm liking that idea." Silverpine grinned at Sandy and flapped himself into a little hover in the air. "Let's do this!" And off the dolt colt went, oversized fan hat and all.

Sandy whooped in excitement and was about to follow him when-

Snickers stays in his seat, because his wings are still missing.

He gives a dour look over his shoulder at the blank spots on his back where his wings should be, before grumbling and returning his attention to the game.

Then he remembers that they're in the part of the stadium where everypony hates the team they're rooting for. And the whole "fly-by high-hoof" plan is probably going to end horribly.

"Um, guys?" he squeaks, raising a hoof to stop them before it's too late. "Is that really a good idea?"

"Aw, c'mon now, Snickers. It's just a bit of fun is all. I bet folks do this all th' time." True, there weren't any signs saying you couldn't do that, but the staff would be unlikely to be terribly sympathetic if you hurt yourself in the process. Sandy high-hooved Snickers' and Fox Trot's outstretched hooves before flying off after Silverpine, giving the high-fives to any and all.

[Beach]

Garion looked at the filly's technique, and attempted to repeat it. Only problem was, he waved his legs about at nearly triple the speed, flinging sand everywhere.

Benson

2013-01-11, 01:03 AM

[Beach]

Garion looked at the filly's technique, and attempted to repeat it. Only problem was, he waved his legs about at nearly triple the speed, flinging sand everywhere.

Cloud sputtered as some sand flew in her open mouth. She sat up quickly. "He Garion...!...Watch it.......I don't like sand in my mouth." She waved a scolding hoof at him.

Orzel

2013-01-11, 02:51 AM

"Yeah! Go Manes!" Grills hooted and raised a hoof to an random game-watcher. The fan gave the chef the meanest look and folded his hooves. Then a soda flies by the chef's head.

Grif

2013-01-11, 12:26 PM

Sandy whooped in excitement and was about to follow him when-

"Aw, c'mon now, Snickers. It's just a bit of fun is all. I bet folks do this all th' time." True, there weren't any signs saying you couldn't do that, but the staff would be unlikely to be terribly sympathetic if you hurt yourself in the process. Sandy high-hooved Snickers' and Fox Trot's outstretched hooves before flying off after Silverpine, giving the high-fives to any and all.

Clearly this plan cannot go wrong at all.

While their section had a large majority of Manes' fans, which eagerly returned their high fives or simply waved at them as they passed, there was a sizable number who also returned black looks. Silverpine dodged his fair share of soda cans and plastic cups, all the while keeping his oversized Manes cap on. :smallbiggrin:

Benson

2013-01-11, 07:08 PM

Fox returned to watching the the field in concentration, only to have one of the cups that missed Silverpine bonk him in the head.

"Ow....seriously..." He grimaced and rubbed his head.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-12, 01:38 AM

Cloud sputtered as some sand flew in her open mouth. She sat up quickly. "He Garion...!...Watch it.......I don't like sand in my mouth." She waved a scolding hoof at him.

Garion immediately stopped, springing to his hooves and hovering anxiously around Cloud. "Sorry! I didn't mean to! Sand isn't bad if you eat it, right? Does water get rid of it? Should I dunk you in the lake?" Fuss fuss fuss, worry worry worry.

Benson

2013-01-12, 02:51 PM

Garion immediately stopped, springing to his hooves and hovering anxiously around Cloud. "Sorry! I didn't mean to! Sand isn't bad if you eat it, right? Does water get rid of it? Should I dunk you in the lake?" Fuss fuss fuss, worry worry worry.

"Oi...its alright...Its just not really tasty...." She said with a pout in regards to all the fussing and worrying.

Lycan 01

2013-01-12, 04:19 PM

Stadium

When the cup hits Fox Trot, Snickers turns in his chair and gives a warning glare back at whoever threw it.

Considering they probably saw him create the bagel monsters earlier, they may not feel too keen on continuing to pester him and his friends. Or they may throw something at his face. That's likely, too.

Which is why, out of sight, Snickers' tail is slowly tracing a pattern on the floor, idly drifting back and forth in random geometric shapes beneath the chair.

Orzel

2013-01-12, 04:43 PM

Stadium

If Sandy wasn't planning on meeting some mare at halftime, Grills would be up for a scrap. After a quick glance backward, he just screamed forward toward the field. Go Team!""

He then reflexively burned a peanut flying his way into ash. Beside the thrower was a little snot-nosed colt. The kid looked like Garion minus the snot and boogers. "Okay I an be fighting or trolling. I am going to be a... father.. soon. So I need to stay out the slammer."

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-12, 05:30 PM

[Beach]

Garion stopped his fussing once he was sure she was okay. And immediately the colt started sniffing at the ground. "Well, it smells a bit like salt..." He gave the beach a little lick, and immediately regretted his decision, pulling a disgusted face. "Blech! And it tastes like too much salt too!"

[Stadium]

Sandy flew right behind Silverpine, high-fiving the Manes fans and looking like he was having the time of his life doing it. An occasional hail of cups, peanut shells, and balled-up napkins came his way, but not a thing hit him. Not for lack of trying on the home team's part; a few seemed particularly frustrated with the slippery little pegasus and redoubled their efforts. But every time, Sandy simply...wasn't where the projectiles were. They'd arc in high, he'd be dipping low. They came straight on, he zipped up to slap a particularly high-hoof.

Fun times!

(I had the autograph signing slated for after the game, but we could always handwave it to after the airshow. Thoughts?)

Grif

2013-01-14, 02:55 AM

Benson

2013-01-14, 02:19 PM

[Its fine with me Amish]

Stadium

If Sandy wasn't planning on meeting some mare at halftime, Grills would be up for a scrap. After a quick glance backward, he just screamed forward toward the field. Go Team!""

He then reflexively burned a peanut flying his way into ash. Beside the thrower was a little snot-nosed colt. The kid looked like Garion minus the snot and boogers. "Okay I an be fighting or trolling. I am going to be a... father.. soon. So I need to stay out the slammer."

"A father really?....Oh wow, congratulations...uh when is she due?" Fox Trot asked with a small smile.

[Beach]

Garion stopped his fussing once he was sure she was okay. And immediately the colt started sniffing at the ground. "Well, it smells a bit like salt..." He gave the beach a little lick, and immediately regretted his decision, pulling a disgusted face. "Blech! And it tastes like too much salt too!"

Cloud laughed with a pointed hoof at Garion. "You're so silly sometimes Garion. Anyways, let's go finish up our sandcastle, we gots to built the bestest one ever."

Lycan 01

2013-01-14, 02:29 PM

Stadium

Snickers' mind is wrenched away from arcane preparations, and he nearly falls out of seat as he twists around to look at Grills. "Wait, what? Seriously! Whoa, congratulations!"

(I'm fine with whatever.)

Orzel

2013-01-14, 11:19 PM

[Its fine with me Amish]

"A father really?....Oh wow, congratulations...uh when is she due?" Fox Trot asked with a small smile.

Stadium

Snickers' mind is wrenched away from arcane preparations, and he nearly falls out of seat as he twists around to look at Grills. "Wait, what? Seriously! Whoa, congratulations!"

(I'm fine with whatever.)

"It's not like that. I am adopting the colt Gwynfillion... found.. with her." Grills clarified. "A colt deserves a father figure. Oh.. it's halftime... let's shift to somepony else's craziness."

Grif

2013-01-14, 11:54 PM

"It's not like that. I am adopting the colt Gwynfillion... found.. with her." Grills clarified. "A colt deserves a father figure. Oh.. it's halftime... let's shift to somepony else's craziness."

"Oh, adopted son? Congratulations!" :smalltongue:

Lycan 01

2013-01-15, 12:02 AM

Stadium

Snickers grins. "Hey, that's still pretty awesome. Every kid deserves a good dad, and I'm sure you'll make a great one."

He turns his attention back to the game. "Oooo, halftime show already? Awesome! I get the feeling this is gonna be awesome!"

Somewhere in the realm of dreams and shadows and Krispy Kreme donuts, dark laughter heralds a coming storm... of silliness...

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-15, 12:21 AM

[Stadium]

And so, the two pegasi landed without further incident, apart from a last salvo that missed the two of them. Three youthful Fillies fans suddenly disappeared from sight, melting into the crowd sharing devilish smirks.

Sandy patted Grills on the back, giving the chef a knowing smile. "Glad t'hear it; a colt needs a proper paw t'bring him up right, an' I think you'll be just th' ticket for him." Little Garion would be getting a happy new beginning after all. Evil turns to good once again, and life gets just a little brighter in Equestria.

"Darn tootin' it's gonna be awesome; Snow Angel ain't never given a poor show." Sandy squirmed restlessly in his seat, eyes glued to the skies.

(I'll let others react a bit first before going into the actual show. That, and I need some time to type this mess up when I'm not sleepy.)

[Beach]

Garion took a few more moments to scrape the grit from his tongue, smirking slightly at Cloud's change of mood. Being silly was fun, but getting another to laugh along was even better. He trotted back over to his bucket and kept up the work of sandcastling, building a stronger and stronger base for Cloud to build up on.

Mystic Muse

2013-01-15, 01:44 AM

"Uh....let's do whatever you want to do, okay?" He told 'Smoothie', his eyes trying not to looking at the making out couple.
=========================

"Want to comb the beach for cool trinkets like sand bits* or seashells?" she asks.

*Probably entirety obvious, but the pony equivalent of sand dollars.

Benson

2013-01-15, 05:23 PM

Stadium

"Adopted eh? Interesting route, but yea, parroting what Snickerdoodle said, sure you'll make a great dad." Fox smiled and patted his friend on the back.

And then half time shenanigans.
===============

the beach

"OOh...and then we can find a stick with a leaf and pretend its the flag," Cloud said lifting up a freshly sand packed bucket and flipped it upside as she eased it out to reveal a nice sandy tower.
--

"This is a lake...I don't think we'll find much in the realm of seashells or sand bits.....though maybe we'll find pretty stones." Emb---Spark said shaking bits of sand in his mane out.

Orzel

2013-01-15, 05:52 PM

Stadium

"Yeah... great dad." Grills' voice trailed off. His other favorite pasttime of worrying reared up and kicked him in the face. "Let's go and find your mare, Sandy."

Mystic Muse

2013-01-15, 11:37 PM

"This is a lake...I don't think we'll find much in the realm of seashells or sand bits.....though maybe we'll find pretty stones." Emb---Spark said shaking bits of sand in his mane out.

"If an old fairy tale villain can be found in the lake, I wouldn't be surprised if other unusual things could. Besides, we could still find oysters, crawdads, old snail shells, or other things like that." beautiful Nightmare points out.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-16, 11:23 AM

[Beach]

And so the two of them worked, laboring tirelessly in the hot sun, striving to create the biggest and bestest sand castle they could. If Garion noticed Cloud getting too hot, he'd offer up his big floppy hat to her cause. Otherwise, he'd follow her directions as best as he could, dumping bucket after bucket of sand out under her command.

The Queen would have a new castle, though time would tell if it more resembled a pile of sand or the grand majesty of Canterlot.

[Stadium]

A disconcerted look flashed across Sandy's face at the mention of 'his' mare, before the stallion turned his attention back to the skies. "Aye, after the show. Keep a weather eye open if y'want t'see her at all..."

As the players exited the field, the lights around the field simply dimmed and the crowd calmed to a whispered hush. The announcer in his booth turned his mic off and relaxed with a knowing smile, waiting for the show. Some artists demanded lengthy speeches before they'd even deign to set hoof on stage, but the Wonderbolts?

The only introduction they needed was themselves.

High above the middle of the field, a little rumbling thundercloud suddenly appeared. Then another. And another. And another, all pressing together and billowing ever larger. Shadows flitted behind the storm, dropping their own thunderheads into the storm before disappearing as quick as they came. Murmurs rose from the audience as the clouds grew to cover the length and breadth of the open-air stadium. Ponies retreated from the highest seats as electricity sparked between the clouds and the stadium lights. With the bulbs threatening to pop at any moment, the storm came no further.

A rumble of thunder shook the stadium as an outer section of clouds lit up, their potent lightning being kept in check by some unseen master. Then the one next to it lit, then the next, then the next, an ever-tightening spiral of lightning and thunder curving around the stadium. It reached the center, expanded to the outer rim, held for a few, nail-biting seconds, then came crashing back to the middle. And as it hit, they appeared.

A dozen pegasi, all adorned in the famous Wonderbolt blue-and-yellow, punched down through the center of the storm in perfect formation, a veritable pillar of lightning surrounding them. Down they went until they split, leveled out, and dodged the dangerous bolts with their bellies mere inches from the field. Twelve unique contrails soared right over the heads of the fans; the stallions would be graced with sparkling mist to the right of them and blazing flames to the left of them. Up, up, up they soared, bursting through the outer edge of the storm in synch, only to come back down in the middle. With tight loops, the twelve pegasi compacted the storm into a massive doughnut shape. In a flash they split into groups of three; two slicing through the storm, and one looping low beneath it. With the clouds cut into chunks, the low-flyers zoomed back up and bucked with all their might, sending the masses of clouds soared high into the sky. The pegasi all turned to face the crowd and, in perfect unison, saluted as the clouds exploded into fireworks of lightning.

The crowd went wild. Sandy whooped and stomped, grinning like a doofus.

The Wonderbolts had arrived.

Benson

2013-01-16, 03:42 PM

The Beach

And what a sandcastle that was! Well it; was more a base which looked more like a basic fortress at this point. But hey, at least the walls were up and sturdy.

"Hey Garion...I think we should find some shiny rocks to decorate the castle, don't ya think?"
--

Spark looked at BN with a small smile. "I guess....alright....well....lead the way ma'am."
=====================

Stadium

"Wowie woooow.." Fox managed to squeak out as he sat on the edge of his seat, caught up in the cool factor of the half time show here.

Lycan 01

2013-01-16, 06:03 PM

Stadium

Snickers stares slack jawed.

He'd seen a lot of things in his life. Some of them pretty dang crazy. But he'd never seen a Wonderbolt show.

"That... was... AWESOME."

Mystic Muse

2013-01-16, 06:11 PM

Beautiful Nightmare began walking across the beach in front of Spark Chaser, keeping an eye out for any interesting little treasures. There were a few pieces of (Non-sharp) glass, some snail shells (a few with the snails still in them), some abandoned oyster shells, and one or two medium sized Crawdads, along with a shell or two that probably shouldn't be in this lake, and a dead fish.

Orzel

2013-01-16, 08:25 PM

Grills applauded vigorously. "That was amazing. Almost like watching food burn. Simply.. wow."

Grif

2013-01-16, 09:31 PM

Silverpine watched with the show with big, rounded eyes, mesmerised by the Wonderbolt's thunderous show. If this is how pegasi go about their daily life... He suddenly had a new appreciation for the wings on his back. "I think we can all safely agree that the Wonderbolts never fails to put up a show."

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-18, 04:58 PM

[Stadium - Fire and Ice]

Sandy grinned a knowing grin. "You think that was something? That right there was the warm-up..."

Sure enough, the pegasi had split into two groups of six on either side of the field. It was difficult to tell which bolt was which, but the first group was led by a mare with a wild, fiery orange mane, and the other by a mare with soft, blue-and-white.

Five guesses who those were, and the first four didn't count.

Their five followers flew into formation, pulling a series of loops, corkscrews, and dives. Relatively basic stuff, were it not for the fact that each formation was mirroring another. When one looped, another looped through their loop. When they corkscrewed down, they dove in an alternating spiral. Never once did so much as a feather touch another pony. And when you stepped back, their contrails drew magnificent pictures in the air; the cutie marks of the royal sisters, the Wonderbolts emblem, a sea creature leaping from the waves,

After a while, the ten other fliers took to the high skies to continue their sky-writing. Meanwhile, Spitfire and Snow Angel continued their mirrored dance, with moves no group of ponies could ever hope to pull off. The two of them rose, high into the air, before diving back down with incredible speed, trailing ice and fire behind them. Above the field they pulled into an impossibly tight loop, soaring out, upside-down over the field. The air pockets left in their wake squealed with the pressure and flung their contrails in a beautiful arc. They flipped back, accelerating to incredible speeds before seeming to bounce off each other with a sudden reversal of direction. And with each bounce, fire and ice bloomed in the night. Again and again, until the air was nothing more than a verdant field of blazing, freezing glory. Even if the stallions strained their eyes, not a trace could be seen of the two flying mares amid the blooms.

Suddenly, the flowery display was swept up in a howling windstorm. A windstorm fueled by a steady supply of fire trailing behind the speeding Spitfire. Before long, a fully-fledged firestorm raged in the center of the field. And though all could see the heat rising from it, not a blade of grass, not a hair on a pony's head was singed, and the audience would feel hardly a light breeze ruffling their manes. The technical skill of Spitfire was nothing to be sneezed at. The fiery mare molded her flaming creation, first turning it into a fireball, then letting some windy appendages stretch out into a star-shape, even thinning the tornado until it was barely a pony-length wide, and nearly twice the height of the stadium.

She brought it back to its tornado form, and a sudden, eye-catching glimmer of blue shone from above it. Snow Angel, trailing a cloud of ice, barreled straight down, picking up speed, and heading straight for the eye of the firestorm. A chorus of gasps sounded as she flew into the inferno without even slowing. Seconds passed, then more, nearly half a minute and no sign of her. At the heart of the inferno, a light blue glow shone through, picking up in intensity. Sandy leaned forward eagerly. "Here she goes..."

All at once, the raging storm was obliterated in a dazzling eruption of ice. Shimmering crystals were sent in slow ascents along the residual heat waves, turning the stadium into an ocean of stars. And in the center of it all was the Snow Angel herself, a halo of ice about her head. Her wings hung loose at her sides, carefully crafted snow growing out along their edges and easily doubling her wingspan. They unfurled to their full length, great glittering wings of crystal, and sent otherworldly ripples through the stars of frost all around her.

There was stunned silence, as snow gathered on the heads of all watching. And then the stadium went mad with cheers. Stomping until the bleachers creaked, shouting until their throats were sore, and still the applause went on. It'd take good while before they cheered themselves out and order was restored.

As for Sandy, he sat transfixed by the sight, unable to take his eyes off of Her. Bits of ice mixed in with the tears collecting in his eyes, yet a pure smile graced his features. He bit a trembling lip; was he on the verge of breaking down completely, or joining the crowd in their wild applause?

Emotions. Tricky little buggers at the best of times.

(Note: This is the actual end of the airshow)

Lycan 01

2013-01-18, 10:11 PM

Snickers stares, mouth agape. In fact, his jaw may have unhinged.

Eventually, he leaps up and joins in the crowds' celebration, whooping loudly and stomping his hooves. "THAT WAS AWESOME!! YEAAAAH!!"

Grif

2013-01-19, 01:17 AM

Silverpine stared speechless at the... well... indescribable performance, his jaw working but not a single coherent word spoken. After several moments, he finally managed to splutter. "W... wow," he whispered.

Orzel

2013-01-19, 07:21 AM

"Speehless." Grills' face was still with amazement. The snow on his head evaporated.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-19, 10:26 AM

[Beach]

"Pretty rocks?" Garion sniffed around the castle until he found a pebble, and stuck it onto one of the parapets. To his delight, the rock sunk into the sand and stayed stuck. "Ohhh, I get it!" He gave a silly little happy dance of learning, before sticking his muzzle back to the ground and searching for shiny rocks.

Benson

2013-01-20, 04:03 AM

The Beach

"Ew...dead fish..." Spark scrunched up his muzzle and made a face, he then laughed and walked up besides BN. "Do ya want to me fetch ya bucket? I mean well...if ya want to collect some of the snail shells or something."
--

"We're going to make the prettiest castle that even the Rebels would feel bad destroying it," She boldly declared finding a grey pebble and placed it into the sand castle.
--

Cloud's and Spark's mom fell asleep on the picnic blanket and laid sprawled on her back.
===============

Stadium

Fox himself watched with childlike wonder, it was just so cool and amazing.

He then let out a happy laugh, one that was free of his frets and worries waiting for him back home. He found that escapism he sought in this moment. He stomped his hooves against the bleachers and let out a loud whoop.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-20, 11:14 AM

[Stadium]

As the ice crystals melted and Snow's wing expansions dissipated, the Wonderbolts flew one last lap around the stadium before jetting off into the night. Meanwhile, Sandy had opted for an "all of the above" response, applauding with the rest while tears streamed from his eyes.

Many sections of the stadium were starting to clear out as ponies made their way to the autograph signing, much to the chagrin of the hardcore hoofball fans. The sports world just couldn't compete with magical airshows for sheer spectacle. Were Gearstride here, she would likely propose the solution of forcing the hoofball players to wear skintight uniforms like the 'Bolts did. But she isn't here, and thus, a great innovation in the game of hoofball is left undiscovered.

[Beach]

Garion nosed all around, finding the odd pebble with a pretty shape, but mostly a bunch of dull grays and blacks. The colt blew sand from his muzzle with a little huff. "There aren't even any pretty pebbles here. We need to search somewhere else." He scanned the beach, looking for potentially interesting-looking areas.

Lycan 01

2013-01-20, 03:30 PM

Stadium

Snickers looks over at the rest of the crew. "So, are we gonna head on down there, and wait a bit so the crowd thins a bit and we have less competition?" As he asks this, he stands up and begins to stretch his legs. He goes to stretch his wings, but when nothing happens he frowns. This lack of wings is still taking some getting used to, and is still rather annoying.

Benson

2013-01-21, 03:33 AM

Stadium

Fox Trot settled down in his cheering as he stole a sip from his root beer. He took a glance at Sandy and cocked a brow. "Are you crying Sandy?"

[Beach]

Garion nosed all around, finding the odd pebble with a pretty shape, but mostly a bunch of dull grays and blacks. The colt blew sand from his muzzle with a little huff. "There aren't even any pretty pebbles here. We need to search somewhere else." He scanned the beach, looking for potentially interesting-looking areas.

"Oooh!....Well let's go looking! Come on!" She sprang up on her hooves kicking up a little bit of sand.

Orzel

2013-01-21, 07:21 AM

A glance at Sandy made him uncomfortable. He opted for a staring into the crowd instead. "I know a surefire way to get through this crowd but you'll have to be fast. Distractions are short." Grills then spat a little fire onto his hooves and rubbed them together. If there was one thing a bunch of sparky lights could do it was draw ponies to someplace else. And fireworks fed his endless hunger to be a dramatic ham. "Heheh. The crack of the firecracker will be the hardest part."

Grif

2013-01-22, 09:05 AM

Grills' words finally snapped Silverpine out of his momentary dazed state. "Bwuh... wha... oh right, the Wonderbolt's signing thing." He quickly nudged Sandy with a leg. "C'mon, Romeo, let's get you two hooked up before the second half starts."

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-22, 12:06 PM

[Stadium]

Sandy snuffed up and wiped at his eyes. "I-I suppose I am," he said with a quiet chuckle. "It's just...seein' her like this, in th' flesh an' everythin', doin' what she was born t'do, it's...it's..." He strained to pick out the right words, but nothing could do the feeling justice. "It's somethin' else," he finally said, shaking his head in quiet wonder.

At Silverpine's nudging, Sandy took a few deep, bracing breaths. "Right. Alright. I-I'm good. I'm good. Let's go."

The stallions would indeed find progress to be slow. Even the air was cluttered with cheating pegasi, thinking to avoid the crowds only to get caught up in an aerial traffic jam. The herd of ponies moved at a crawl, eyes set forward as they plodded to their destination.

[Beach]

Garion trip-stumbled his way after the speeding Cloud. "Hey! Wait up!" he called out as he scrambled to catch up with her. Hopefully she had some idea where she was going, leading them far from their snoozing supervisor.

Lycan 01

2013-01-22, 12:48 PM

Stadium

Snickers frowns uncomfortably at Grills suggestion of a fiery distraction. "Maybe we should just try our luck the old fashioned way? A big distraction may cause us more trouble than it helps us. And fire may get us in trouble with security," he muses with a shirk of his shoulders. "But..." he adds before Grills gets huffy or disappointed, "We can keep that plan on the back burner, so to speak, just in case," he smirks.

And with that, Snickers hops up, and accompanies his friends down towards the signing. "Good luck!" he tells Sandy with a grin, before the crowd envelops them.

Benson

2013-01-22, 04:35 PM

Stadium

Fox Trot flashed Sandy a warm smile and trotted along side him and the others, of course remembering his drink. though he found it harder to walk and sip at the same time.

[Beach]

Garion trip-stumbled his way after the speeding Cloud. "Hey! Wait up!" he called out as he scrambled to catch up with her. Hopefully she had some idea where she was going, leading them far from their snoozing supervisor.

Cloud had no real idea where she was going, she was just plodding along on the wet sand making hoof prints. Once in a while she'd pull up a hoof to reveal a pebble, however not the pretty ones they sought.

It was then the beachball the older foals from before were playing with sailed into the air and towards Garion's head.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-22, 11:37 PM

Cloud had no real idea where she was going, she was just plodding along on the wet sand making hoof prints. Once in a while she'd pull up a hoof to reveal a pebble, however not the pretty ones they sought.

It was then the beachball the older foals from before were playing with sailed into the air and towards Garion's head.

It all happened so quickly, Garion reacted before he could even think. He leaped into the air and gave it a mighty headbutt, sending it soaring back towards the older foals. Or at least their general direction; what instinct had in brute force and reaction time it lacked in accuracy. The colt stumbled about, eyes swirling as he was dazed by the sudden impact.

If Cloud kept up, she might leave her royal jester in the dust.

Mystic Muse

2013-01-22, 11:55 PM

The Beach

"Ew...dead fish..." Spark scrunched up his muzzle and made a face, he then laughed and walked up besides BN. "Do ya want to me fetch ya bucket? I mean well...if ya want to collect some of the snail shells or something."

"If you wouldn't mind, handsome." BN Said to the dolt colt, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Damn. At this point, she was kinda hoping Smoothie didn't want to be with the dolt colt. He was actually a pretty darn good colt friend.

Orzel

2013-01-23, 06:34 AM

[]Stadium

Progress was slow. Grills looked back a noticed the lack of airspace between the roof of the hallways and the pegasi overhead. He grimaced as his high explosives plan was ripped away.

But then he remembered his other talents. Gentlecolt charm. He pushed forward taping the hooves of ladies and shoulders or stallions. "Excuse me, sir. Pardon me, sir. Coming through, Madam. Lovely mane by the way. Make way, please, for our VIP. Oh a Minutehoof lock, such great taste. Room is required. Can you slide to the side, my dear."

Benson

2013-01-23, 02:09 PM

It all happened so quickly, Garion reacted before he could even think. He leaped into the air and gave it a mighty headbutt, sending it soaring back towards the older foals. Or at least their general direction; what instinct had in brute force and reaction time it lacked in accuracy. The colt stumbled about, eyes swirling as he was dazed by the sudden impact.

If Cloud kept up, she might leave her royal jester in the dust.

"Hahah....nice headbutt little guy," One of the older foals, older than Spark even, walked over to Garion after catching the beachball and tossing it to his friends. "You alright dude?" He asked with a lazy smile and some sort of slightly out of place surfer accent.

Cloud ran back over to Garion ignoring the teen colt to help Garion out, she couldn't leave her royal jester behind after all.

"If you wouldn't mind, handsome." BN Said to the dolt colt, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Damn. At this point, she was kinda hoping Smoothie didn't want to be with the dolt colt. He was actually a pretty darn good colt friend.

Spark's ears turn red and hot. "I---I'll be back in a flash Smoothie."

And then in about four flashes later, he appeared again with a bucket hanging in his mouth by its handle. Oh silly cartoon antics.

Grif

2013-01-23, 10:04 PM

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-24, 01:54 AM

[Beach]

"The rain...in Spain...falls mainly...on my head..."

Garion nodded once, then promptly landed right on his haunches. He tried to shake the stars swirling around his head away. "Oof....don't do that Cloud, it's not a good idea," he warned with deadly seriousness.

[Stadium]

And so the crowd presses in. Their efforts of pushing through are...moderately successful. Still slow, but at least they're moving. They get more than a few dirty looks, but nopony stops them.

After a good few minutes of trudging, they hear a hushed whisper to their left. "Psst! Over here! Shortcut!" Should they look, they'd find a yellow, teenaged Earth Pony colt looking over the crowd with shifty eyes. With a sharp nod of his head, he ducked back into the mass of ponies, reappearing up ahead by a pair of double doors. He beckoned to the five of them, pulling on the collar of his plain, white buttoned-down shirt nervously.

Grif

2013-01-24, 07:05 AM

[Stadium]

And so the crowd presses in. Their efforts of pushing through are...moderately successful. Still slow, but at least they're moving. They get more than a few dirty looks, but nopony stops them.

After a good few minutes of trudging, they hear a hushed whisper to their left. "Psst! Over here! Shortcut!" Should they look, they'd find a yellow, teenaged Earth Pony colt looking over the crowd with shifty eyes. With a sharp nod of his head, he ducked back into the mass of ponies, reappearing up ahead by a pair of double doors. He beckoned to the five of them, pulling on the collar of his plain, white buttoned-down shirt nervously.
Silverpine was naturally suspicious of this seemingly convenient offer. "Shortcut to... where exactly?" he said dryly to the earth pony, trotting up towards him nevertheless.

Orzel

2013-01-24, 09:57 PM

[Stadium]

And so the crowd presses in. Their efforts of pushing through are...moderately successful. Still slow, but at least they're moving. They get more than a few dirty looks, but nopony stops them.

After a good few minutes of trudging, they hear a hushed whisper to their left. "Psst! Over here! Shortcut!" Should they look, they'd find a yellow, teenaged Earth Pony colt looking over the crowd with shifty eyes. With a sharp nod of his head, he ducked back into the mass of ponies, reappearing up ahead by a pair of double doors. He beckoned to the five of them, pulling on the collar of his plain, white buttoned-down shirt nervously.

This was suspicious but Grills followed. He was ready for if any funny stuff went down with nostrils filled with smoke. Normally I don't take shortcuts but a VIP entrance would work.

Lycan 01

2013-01-24, 10:08 PM

Snickers frowns uncertainly. "Guys, is this really a good idea?" he whispers as he follows his friends. "I mean, we've made no friends in this crowd. Do we really wanna trust a stranger here?"

Benson

2013-01-25, 08:45 AM

Mystic Muse

2013-01-25, 11:20 AM

Spark's ears turn red and hot. "I---I'll be back in a flash Smoothie."

And then in about four flashes later, he appeared again with a bucket hanging in his mouth by its handle. Oh silly cartoon antics.

"Smoothie" takes the bucket from Spark. "Thank you, Mr. Gentleman." she says in a slightly flirtatious manner, and begins combing over the beach for the aforementioned shells and things. Oooo~ two old coins!

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-25, 12:31 PM

Lycan 01

2013-01-25, 06:45 PM

Snickers frowned. He had a sinking suspicion that this was a trick or something. But he couldn't just bail on his friends, especially if there was a chance of them getting into trouble. "Alright, I'll tag along..." he mutters to Sandy.

Benson

2013-01-25, 10:55 PM

[Stadium]

"Wouldja keep it down?! Ain't a shortcut if everypony's clogging it up!" The young colt shushed Silverpine. "It's to the autograph signing, where else? Five bits and I take you all straight there."

Sandy glanced to the crowds around them, and then back to his friends. "Even with what them hoofball players did, it'll take us ages t'get through all these folks," he noted. True, he didn't like the looks of this pony, but a shortcut would be awful convenient.

"I'll follow your leads....right now I feel like I'm in sheep mode," Fox said with a chuckle. And then he said the forbidden words. "What's the worse that can happen?" It was rhetorical, no need for an actual response to it though. :smalltongue:

[Beach]

As Cloud poked the stars, they popped like little bubbles. Because Cartoon Physics. :smallwink:

When the last one was gone, Garion sat up straight, awake and alert once more. "Beachball? Is that a game? How do you play?" he asked eagerly.

"Well, we just try to keep the ball in the air really, little guy, there can be more to it than that, but that's the basics," The surfer accented teen said with a lazy smile. He glanced back at his friend who were yelling for him to come back and stop being such a spud.

"Smoothie" takes the bucket from Spark. "Thank you, Mr. Gentleman." she says in a slightly flirtatious manner, and begins combing over the beach for the aforementioned shells and things. Oooo~ two old coins!

Spark held in a flushed smile and nodded his head. "Anything my lady." He said as he helped her comb the beach. "Oooh...whatcha find?"

Grif

2013-01-25, 11:14 PM

"I'll follow your leads....right now I feel like I'm in sheep mode," Fox said with a chuckle. And then he said the forbidden words. "What's the worse that can happen?" It was rhetorical, no need for an actual response to it though. :smalltongue:

Silverpine scratched his head uncertainly. The offer was tempting, certainly. And the crowd was really, really slow moving. He reached into his saddlebag and flicked out a 5-bit piece. He paused just before giving it to the colt. "This better not be a scam..." he hissed.

Orzel

2013-01-26, 03:41 AM

Grills hovvered his share of the admittance bill. "Again, a gentlecolt does take shortcut. Especially a centlecolt chef. But IP entrances are allowed."

Lycan 01

2013-01-26, 04:14 AM

Snickers sighs, and digs five coins from his saddle bag. That sinking feeling of his? It's growing. He hoofs over the coins, and quickly follows his friends.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-26, 11:54 AM

[Stadium]

The colt scooped up his bits and stuffed them into his pocket, patting the coins appreciatively. "No tricks, no tricks. I'll be right with you all the whole time." And with that, he pushed open the door and led the five stallions into a series of white-washed brick hallways. As the doors shut behind them, a sign fizzled into existence on the outside of the door:

EMPLOYEE ENTRANCE ONLY

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The colt led them down a series of twisty little passages, all alike. Indeed, without a guide, it would be anypony's guess as to where they'd end up. Signs pointed to various unhelpfully-named areas - "Concessions B", "Staging Room 4", "Green (but not too green) Room" - and the hallways themselves offered little to no visual cues. All were the same white-painted brick and grey, gloomy ceilings that were the mark of any large-scale industrial project. "I wonder if anypony goes bonkers lookin' at this dreary stuff all night," Sandy mused to the others as they walked along. Sure enough, the tunnels seemed relatively abandoned, with only the odd concessions worker or janitor passing them by.

To those with a decent sense of direction paying attention to all the turns they were making, their jumpy guide seemed to be taking them in the right general direction. As the group approached a T-intersection, a white-coated unicorn appeared down the opposite corridor wheeling a trolley filled with pies. A door opened and closed behind them, and those who looked back would see a greenish-gray pegasus filly struggling to hold a tray-full of fizzy sodas and frothy ciders. And when they reached the intersection, the colt bolted, diving down the corridor and plucking out a squeeze-bottle of ketchup from his coat. With a glimmer of magic, a Fillies logo appeared on the front and back of his jacket.

"Well, well well, look what we got 'ere; a bunch of Maneure fans trespassing." The white unicorn colt floated a trio of pies up off his trolley. The filly took to the air (as much as she could with these low ceilings) and continued her efforts of balancing the tray. Their "guide" held the bottle in his mouth, nozzle pointed at our heroes. "We don't take too kindly to trespassers here," he sneered, pies hovering menacingly.

In spite of their enormously advantageous position, none of the three were readying assaults with their food-based weaponry.

(Huh. So this is how it feels to be on the other end of a surprise round. It feels...kinda nice, actually. :smallbiggrin:)

(Will get edit stuff in with Garion later, apologies.)

Lycan 01

2013-01-26, 02:09 PM

Snickers blinks twice.

Really?

They were really going to use food-based weaponry against him and his friends? And not just food based weapon, but pies?!

The baking sorcerer sighs. Somehow he doubted there'd be a diplomatic solution to this. He doesn't take any immediate action, though, instead opting to remain silent and let one of his more socially-inclined friends try to talk them out of this.

Meanwhile, he begins to lazily sway his tail from side to side, the tip dragging across the floor and making small signs and gestures of incantation. Meanwhile, he casually goes back over an old ritual rhyme in his head.

Rolling pin, carving knife,
Pots and pans, Spark of Life...

Grif

2013-01-26, 07:41 PM

[Stadium]
-snip-

Silverpine rolled his eyes. "Seriously? Are we doing this right now?" he said in barely contained anger. He turned to look at their erst-while guide. "And you. I told you this better not be a scam."

Orzel

2013-01-26, 08:45 PM

Grills rolled his eyes. but it was all a plot to scan the area.

Sprinklers? Nah, that would get Sandy wet. Carrots in his pocket and the flliers? No, those are 3 bits a pop.Firecrackers? Yup. He rolled his tongue to loosen up.

"And ponies wonder why Fillies fans have a bad reputation. I guesss these guys want to embarrass their teams like those unstreakers last season. Or we can got back to being civilized and no names and tarnished."

Benson

2013-01-26, 11:49 PM

"So this is the worst that can happen?" Fox pouted his lips and then took a big sip of his soda but did not swallow. He was totally ready to accidentally spit-take on these fellas'.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-27, 12:24 AM

[Stadium - Ambush!]

"Scam? Now isn't that just like a Mane's fan; invade our stadium and spit on our kindness. Naw, we'll settle our business quick-like, and Cotton here'll take you right where he said he would, won't you Cotton?"

The earth pony nodded, grinning in anticipation around the squeeze bottle.

"'Course, I don't think he'll be too willing to take anypony anywhere if things turn ugly. He's a regular sensitive soul, aren't you Cotton?"

More silent nodding from their guide.

"And best of luck finding that autograph signing in time if you don't got a guide. These tunnels are a maze and a half; it'll be a miracle if you even get out before closing time. So I think you should just let us right a few wrongs here, and we can all be on our way."

Sandy bristled and his wings fluttered angrily, but he made no move to attack. "And what 'wrongs' would those be? We paid for our tickets fair an' square, we ain't disturbed nopony, heck, we've been nothin' but polite t'ya'll even with all th' junk you've been chuckin' our way."

The ringleader chuckled darkly, clearly trying for far deeper than his pubescent voice could manage. "I could pie all of you for bringing those Maneure players up into our stands, and I wouldn't miss a wink of sleep over it. But I'm not going to be petty, not when there's bigger fish to fry. It's like your loud-mouthed friend said; it's a matter of reputation." He pointed a hoof square at Sandy's face. "You say you've been doing alright, but I saw that little fly-by stunt you pulled. You didn't even have the decency to take a good hit for that. So I'm thinking...we give your little friend here some complementary snacks and beverages, and we're square. Besides, I think a nice pie-and-ketchup jersey would make you'd a big hit with the 'Bolts!" He cackled cruelly, the other two ponies following suit a few moments later.

Sandy could only grit his teeth in frustration, his Cookie-powered brain working overtime for some way out of this mess.

Grif

2013-01-27, 10:27 AM

Mystic Muse

2013-01-27, 01:29 PM

Spark held in a flushed smile and nodded his head. "Anything my lady." He said as he helped her comb the beach. "Oooh...whatcha find?"

"A couple of old bits is what it looks like." Beautiful Nightmare says. "REALLY old. I don't know how far back these go. There might be more somewhere in the lake." She guesses. She picks up a few shells and puts them in the bucket too.

Lycan 01

2013-01-27, 08:53 PM

"What type of pies are they?" Snickers casually asks with a polite smile.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-27, 09:04 PM

[Beach]

Well that sounded fun! To be fair, it more sounded new, but new things were, on average, pretty fun. If not the thing, than the discovery of the thing and the discovery of the un-fun-ness of the thing, which usually outweighed any un-fun in the first place. Provided you didn't stick around for more un-fun.

...wait, what were they talking about again?

"Right, Beachball!" Garion leaped beside Cloud excitedly and...bowed politely, his tail twitching with restraint. "Queen Cloud; may we play Beachball too?"

Benson

2013-01-28, 01:25 AM

Stadium

Fox couldn't really say anything having soda ammo in his mouth just in case, instead he tried to look tough for his friends.

The Beach

"A couple of old bits is what it looks like." Beautiful Nightmare says. "REALLY old. I don't know how far back these go. There might be more somewhere in the lake." She guesses. She picks up a few shells and puts them in the bucket too.

"I knew there had to be more!" Spark shouted enthusiatically and wagged his tail. "Couple weeks ago I found me an old looking gold piece Bit....I think it might have been pirate treasure."

[Beach]

Well that sounded fun! To be fair, it more sounded new, but new things were, on average, pretty fun. If not the thing, than the discovery of the thing and the discovery of the un-fun-ness of the thing, which usually outweighed any un-fun in the first place. Provided you didn't stick around for more un-fun.

...wait, what were they talking about again?

"Right, Beachball!" Garion leaped beside Cloud excitedly and...bowed politely, his tail twitching with restraint. "Queen Cloud; may we play Beachball too?"

"Hmmm...sure...okay!" Cloud said with a sharp nod.

"Radical, come on little dude and dudette, we can now have four on each team hahah. Little dude, you can be on my team hahah." The older teen colt chuckled and cantered over to his friends. A few seemed to be confused by this teen's decision to have these little ones come join them.

Orzel

2013-01-28, 02:00 AM

Grills goes for a bluff. "Do you guys really what to do this? I know some powerful ponies in this town and they will be quite upset to see my friend here all dirty." He took steps ahead off the rest.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-28, 04:49 PM

(Sorry for the delay: I've been super busy)

[Stadium]

Silverpine moved to protect Sandy... at least frontally from any unexpected surprise pastry attack. "I think he looks just fine now. Lay off the snacks and we can go our own merry way." He grinned a little. "I may not be anypony special, but together we're not as easy to take down as you think we are. Do you really want to be humiliated on your own home ground?"

"I dunno; do you want to be wandering lost in these tunnels for the rest of that night? 'Cause let me tell you, that's all you'll be doing if we don't give your friend there his just desserts." The white unicorn grinned wickedly.

"What type of pies are they?" Snickers casually asks with a polite smile.

"Apple and cinnamon baked in a thin crispy crust with caramelized brown sugar around the base," the dirty green filly answered without missing a beat.

The ringleader worked his jaw a moment before nodding along. "Yeah, yeah, what she said. Apples and stuff."

Huh. That was...oddly specific and rather over-elaborate.

Grills goes for a bluff. "Do you guys really what to do this? I know some powerful ponies in this town and they will be quite upset to see my friend here all dirty." He took steps ahead off the rest.

Their guide glanced nervously from side to side; unlike the filly or ringleader, he couldn't see any of his comrades from his point down the T-hallway. Sandy jumped on it without a second thought. "That's right; this here's a famous pony ya'll are messin' with. I wouldn't want t'be in your shoes come tomorrow if'n you get him steamed. So why don't we all just hop along down t'the autograph signin', an' pretend this never happened?"

But the ringleader merely snorted derisively. "Huh; a likely story. Any true Fillydelphian wouldn't be caught dead with the likes of you. So tell us, who're these 'great and powerful' ponies you think you know?" His voice dripped with sarcasm.

Sandy looked back to Grills expectantly; he surely hoped a former famous chef such as himself knew a few names to drop.

[Beach]

As they trotted to their respective positions, Garion looked to Cloud with a mix of concern and confusion. "Wait, how can we be on different teams? The royal jester can't play against the queen, that's tree reason! I don't wanna go to prison because of a beachball game."

Lycan 01

2013-01-28, 07:58 PM

Benson

2013-01-29, 01:15 AM

[Beach]

As they trotted to their respective positions, Garion looked to Cloud with a mix of concern and confusion. "Wait, how can we be on different teams? The royal jester can't play against the queen, that's tree reason! I don't wanna go to prison because of a beachball game."

"Well, we can't really have two foals on one team...that's quite..likely to cause butt hurt complaints from others." The older teen commented.

"hey!"

"Well its true."

Cloud thought about this for a moment, it made sense to her little brain. She looked at Garion. "Its okay Court Jester Garion, I'll allow it this time." She said as royally as she could.

Mystic Muse

2013-01-29, 01:24 AM

"I knew there had to be more!" Spark shouted enthusiatically and wagged his tail. "Couple weeks ago I found me an old looking gold piece Bit....I think it might have been pirate treasure."

"Could be. Could be a lot of things. You'd basically have to search every inch of the lake to know for sure, which we can't practically do." Beautiful Nightmare says. The bit is certainly old, but it's silver, not gold. She passes one to Garion. "Here, we'll both keep one so that we remember this day." she says.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-29, 02:11 PM

"Well, we can't really have two foals on one team...that's quite..likely to cause butt hurt complaints from others." The older teen commented.

"hey!"

"Well its true."

Cloud thought about this for a moment, it made sense to her little brain. She looked at Garion. "Its okay Court Jester Garion, I'll allow it this time." She said as royally as she could.

"Thank you very much, my Queen," Garion responded subserviently, bowing his muzzle to the sand. With that, the colt took his place alongside the older ponies. He skipped and wiggled with anticipation; new game, new ponies, what wasn't there to love? Even though he was against his Queen, he'd make her work for a win.

Orzel

2013-01-29, 05:19 PM

Stadium

Grills really hoped he could pull off the bluff without dropping names. And he wished Sandy did not try to help him. Because he knew names to drop. The exact names that would spook a native Fillidephian. Unfortunately he wanted to not be involved with those kind of bullies anymore. "If I was late getting home, Big Bucks and Bullygoat would not appreciate the delay on their food orders from the multitime winner of the Fillidelphian Chef competition. Still reigning by the way."

Benson

2013-01-30, 01:30 AM

"Could be. Could be a lot of things. You'd basically have to search every inch of the lake to know for sure, which we can't practically do." Beautiful Nightmare says. The bit is certainly old, but it's silver, not gold. She passes one to Spark. "Here, we'll both keep one so that we remember this day." she says.

"The best day at the beach," Spark's cheeks flushed at the sentimentalness of this moment and then suddenly stood up on his tippy hooves and gave BN a little peck on her lips before quickly going back down. "I will treasure it Smoothie."

"Thank you very much, my Queen," Garion responded subserviently, bowing his muzzle to the sand. With that, the colt took his place alongside the older ponies. He skipped and wiggled with anticipation; new game, new ponies, what wasn't there to love? Even though he was against his Queen, he'd make her work for a win.

As for Cloud and blindness in one eye, playing beachball was a lots of harder. It was harder for her to follow things flying right at her that she missed her headbutts by several feet. A few of the older teens on her team groaned in frustration but the teen colt who had invited the two told them to chill, that it was just a game. But then they countered that he was only saying that because he was on the other team.

Cloud only sputtered and nickered, wanting to get better and at least not look foolish in front of her friend Garion.

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-30, 10:31 AM

As for Cloud and blindness in one eye, playing beachball was a lots of harder. It was harder for her to follow things flying right at her that she missed her headbutts by several feet. A few of the older teens on her team groaned in frustration but the teen colt who had invited the two told them to chill, that it was just a game. But then they countered that he was only saying that because he was on the other team.

Cloud only sputtered and nickered, wanting to get better and at least not look foolish in front of her friend Garion.

Garion had a free pass on tree reason, but these older ponies? Didn't they know they were in the presence of royalty? The colt felt...something stirring in him. A bit like what he'd felt when he saw the hydra going after Miss Gwyn and that other pony, only now it was sharper, more bitter, less controlled. With mighty headbutts, he focused his efforts on the loudest complainers, his natural athleticism serving him well. And when he couldn't get it towards them, gentle arcs over towards Cloud.

Grif

2013-01-30, 11:48 AM

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-30, 04:10 PM

Snickers' eyes light up, and he grins excitedly at the little filly. "Oh cool, are you a baker too?" he asks cheerfully. His current plan to turn the pies into culinary monsters is put on hold for a moment - talking to fellow pastry chefs is always fun! "I'm surprised somepony as young as you is so knowledgeable and enthusiastic about the culinary arts."

The filly was rather at a loss for words. It wasn't every day that a target spoke back kindly. "Wha-no, no. I mean, I wouldn't call myself a bak..."

"Can it, Dust Cloud! We didn't come here to chat it up with these losers. Keep those drinks ready!"

The filly gulped and put on her fiercest scowl. "Yeah! You shut your mouth...hole, lousy Mane fan! Or I'll...make sure it's not open!

"...closed. I'll make sure that it's closed."

Stadium

Grills really hoped he could pull off the bluff without dropping names. And he wished Sandy did not try to help him. Because he knew names to drop. The exact names that would spook a native Fillidephian. Unfortunately he wanted to not be involved with those kind of bullies anymore. "If I was late getting home, Big Bucks and Bullygoat would not appreciate the delay on their food orders from the multitime winner of the Fillidelphian Chef competition. Still reigning by the way."

(Orange for your original guide)

Their 'guide' uttered a few choice words that a pony his age shouldn't know. "White Out, you didn't say these guys knew Big Bucks!"

"Shut up, stupid! That's 'cause they don't!" The unicorn - now known as White Out - snapped defensively. Dust Cloud winced at the backlash, glowering sullenly at their leader without saying a word. "It's just another stupid bluff! They ain't got a lick of proof!"

As he ranted, it was worth noting that he'd stopped advancing on the group. And that he'd taken his attention off of Dust Cloud. So many lackeys to yell at, so little time.

Lycan 01

2013-01-30, 06:15 PM

Orzel

2013-01-30, 09:52 PM

(Orange for your original guide)

Their 'guide' uttered a few choice words that a pony his age shouldn't know. "White Out, you didn't say these guys knew Big Bucks!"

"Shut up, stupid! That's 'cause they don't!" The unicorn - now known as White Out - snapped defensively. Dust Cloud winced at the backlash, glowering sullenly at their leader without saying a word. "It's just another stupid bluff! They ain't got a lick of proof!"

As he ranted, it was worth noting that he'd stopped advancing on the group. And that he'd taken his attention off of Dust Cloud. So many lackeys to yell at, so little time.

All that internal anguish over revealing his past with a bunch of pony bullies and they don't believe him. "Huh. You'd think the four time Fillidelphian Master Chef would be recognized. I catered the Mayor's inauguration banquet and three royal visits. Maybe I should have done that calender shoot. I am deliciously handsome afterall." Grills sat on his haunches and pondered the wasted potential.

Snickers turns to smile pleasantly at Silverpine. "Talking is better than open conflict," he quietly says to his friend, before turning his attention back towards the filly. "Besides, it's not every day that I meet somepony with as much enthusiasm for baking as me. You also seem to really know your stuff. Have you thought about Pastry School?" he asks curiously. "Talent like yours shouldn't go to waste on petty hooliganism. I'm actually the owner of the Bridle Shores Bakery, so I could probably put in a good word for you at some of the more prominent culinary schools." Another pleasant smile, to show he's not being facetious or deceptive.

"Oh Whay didn't I do that photo shoot. I could have been Mr July in the two Hot Chefs calenders. July! That's Equestrian Hot Dog Month!" interrupted Grills with his dramatic shouts. Hooves milking the sky. Pulling the aerial cow.
"WWWWWHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!!!"

Suddenly a flash of calm washed over the master chef. He poofed up a "raw" veggie dog with an effortless gesture and twinkle from his horn. Snickerdoodle, do you have any croissants? A brioche, beignet, or any viennoiserie would do?

Grif

2013-01-31, 12:42 PM

TheAmishPirate

2013-01-31, 10:35 PM

Snickers turns to smile pleasantly at Silverpine. "Talking is better than open conflict," he quietly says to his friend, before turning his attention back towards the filly. "Besides, it's not every day that I meet somepony with as much enthusiasm for baking as me. You also seem to really know your stuff. Have you thought about Pastry School?" he asks curiously. "Talent like yours shouldn't go to waste on petty hooliganism. I'm actually the owner of the Bridle Shores Bakery, so I could probably put in a good word for you at some of the more prominent culinary schools." Another pleasant smile, to show he's not being facetious or deceptive.

The poor filly nearly dropped her tray of drinks on herself she was so shocked. "I-I-I, what?! You'd...I...what're you playing at?" She hovered lower and glared furtively at Snickerdoodle. "I already said I'm no baker, you're barking up the wrong tree, Mister."

"Then who're the fancy pies for?" Sandy piped up, studying her intently. "Nopony puts that much effort into a pie they're just gonna throw away."

Dust Cloud opened and closed her mouth, the rebuttal never daring to leave the tip of her tongue. "I-It's Soarin's favorite-"

"Hey! You guys better quit confusing her or else you're all getting it!"

She shook her head furiously and backed off, though not as far as she had been previously. "Gah! You...you Manes fans and your, your fancy mindgames; c'mon, White! Can't I just dump this mess on them?"

(For sake of consistency, seeing how Snickers is a 'Bolt fan and a baker, he'd be able to verify that yes, this pie is among the many Soarin lists as his 'favorite.')

All that internal anguish over revealing his past with a bunch of pony bullies and they don't believe him. "Huh. You'd think the four time Fillidelphian Master Chef would be recognized. I catered the Mayor's inauguration banquet and three royal visits. Maybe I should have done that calender shoot. I am deliciously handsome afterall." Grills sat on his haunches and pondered the wasted potential.

It was a very subtle thing, but Dust Cloud's eyes briefly widened, before she put on an indifferent mask and awaited her orders.

"Oh Whay didn't I do that photo shoot. I could have been Mr July in the two Hot Chefs calenders. July! That's Equestrian Hot Dog Month!" interrupted Grills with his dramatic shouts. Hooves milking the sky. Pulling the aerial cow.
"WWWWWHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!!!"

Suddenly a flash of calm washed over the master chef. He poofed up a "raw" veggie dog with an effortless gesture and twinkle from his horn. Snickerdoodle, do you have any croissants? A brioche, beignet, or any viennoiserie would do?

Unfortunately for Dust Cloud and Cotton, those orders wouldn't be coming. White Out was stuck between a rock and a hard place. On the one hoof, no way was a bunch of slimy, no-good Maneure fans escaping from his clutches. On the other hoof, attacking the reigning chef and personal caterer to the Mayor? That was almost as bad as thinking of maybe someday possibly cheering for a team that wasn't the Fillies. The bully gritted his teeth and raised his pies high. "This here better be good, or I'll loose Cotton on your flanks." he snarled.

Lycan 01

2013-02-01, 04:05 AM

Snickers grins at the filly. "Impressiiiiiive," he croons, genuinely intrigued by her ability to so perfectly make one of the star Wonderbolt's favorite treats. That, or she'd gone through tons of trouble to find somepony else who could make them, which still showed a keen eye for culinary detail. He no longer cared about whether or not there was going to be a food fight; this filly and her potential career in his beloved occupation was much more important to him now. "Though," he smirks, "If you're not a baker, what are you then? I mean, you've obviously a fan of Soarin', but most fans wouldn't have paid that much attention to detail. Most ponies think a pie is just a pie, but you-" And then Grills requests food. "Oh, wait, hold that thought," he tells the filly with a pleasant smile.

Snickers then looks over at Grills, sits on his haunches, and gives a crooked grin. "You want a croissant with a hot dog? Huh. I would personally use a-" He raises his right hoof, and gives a quick flick of his wrist. A regular hot dog bun appears in his hoof, "-enriched white bread hot dog bun, since it creates an even distribution of bread and veggie dog with each bite, and I personally enjoy the texture and flavor combination. Alternatively, I would-" he raises his left hoof, and gives it a flick as well. A hoagie bun materializes. "A classic 'po'boy' hoagie bun, preferably of the whole wheat variety, since it maintains that flavor distribution while providing more room for toppings."

Snickers then gives an aloof shrug. "But hey, you're the master chef here. I'm just a baker. Different culinary schools, after all. So, if you want a croissant..." He flicks both his hooves again, and the two buns disappear in a crackle of eerie green energy. He then flicks his right hoof again, and a freshly baked croissant, with steam still rising from it, materializes in his grasp. "Here you go," he grins, before tossing it to Grills. "Bon appetit, mon ami."

Grif

2013-02-01, 08:19 AM

Nothing much for Silverpine to do, except watch how Grills would salvage them from this position.

Orzel

2013-02-01, 01:50 PM

Grills stood in amazement of Snickerdoodle's pastry display. As much as the hoagie and hot dog bun looked wonderful, they were too hard for what he plan. "Merci." he said as he took the light bread.

Then he went into his carrot case. There happened to be a veggie dog within. Grills pulled it out and examined it. He could see its temperature and moisture, cold and slightly wet. He then blew on the dog with a small orange jet of a flame from his puckered lips. The scent began to fill the air with delicious tantalization. Even Grills was getting hungry. "A croissant dog is not the classiest but I know ways to even fill the stuffiest stallion with ravenous hunger while remaining proper in action."

TheAmishPirate

2013-02-01, 06:17 PM

[Stadium]

"What are you then?"

A dangerous question to ask a young pony, for sad is the soul that finds their own answers wanting.

Such was it with Dust Cloud, who looked at her reflection in the drinks she held and found the answers coming to mind lackluster at best. A bully who couldn't even chuck soda on some rival fans without her boss telling her to. "...I'm no baker," she muttered darkly, casting a glance at Snickers and his still-smoking hooves. "I'm no chef or cooker or any-"

"That'd be thing that y'aren't," Sandy chimed in, stepping up next to Snickers. "Nopony's only made up of things they ain't. You've at least got a Talent, don't ya?"

He was treated to her dirtiest glare, but the Cookie wouldn't let him back down so easily. Their staring contest continued as Grills cooked his veggie dog to perfection. But soon enough, the younger filly relented, looking away in utter disgust with the whole situation. "It's cleaning. I use wind to dust things. There, that's something. You happy now?!" she spat back at them.

Cotton, for his part, was entirely mesmerized by the display in front of him, and was unable to hear the quiet conversation with Dust Cloud. This was no ordinary group of suckers from Manehatten. Even if this was a trick, this had to be the best-smelling trick he'd ever seen.

White-Out was of the same opinion, much to his continued dismay. "C'mon; we don't got all day," he urged, trying to hide the fact that the aroma had him salivating.

(Note: Dust Cloud didn't actually spit, it's merely a figure of speech. :smallwink:)

Lycan 01

2013-02-01, 09:15 PM

Snickers leans forward slightly, and locks eyes with the filly. His smile is very subdued, and his gaze soft. He's not trying to give her a dismissive or rude look, but rather a comforting one of understanding. "Do you have any idea," he quietly speaks in an even, measured tone, "How difficult it is to clean a bakery? Flour gets all over everything. Sugar is particularly hard to wipe and sweep up, particularly the powdered variety. Do you have any idea," his smile grows slightly, and develops a bit of crookedness to it, "How useful a talent like yours would be?"

He leans back slightly, and tilts his head to the side. "And who says you can't still be a baker or chef, simply because you happen to be really good at cleaning? You can be good at other things. My friend Foxglove, for instance, helps out a lot at my bakery. She has a real knack for working with cookies and icing. Such intricate designs... However! Her special talent involves animals and nature. Her cutie mark is a flower - a Foxglove - and a butterfly. She's 'good at' working with wildlife. But that doesn't stop her from being my top assistant."

He leans forward again, and gives the filly a warm smile. "Now. Maybe I've misunderstood enthusiasm for impressing Soarin' as enthusiasm for baking. If that's the case, my apologies. But just to be clear... Regardless of whether you're 'good at it' or not... Do you like baking, cooking, and the culinary arts?" he politely inquires.

Grif

2013-02-01, 09:26 PM

Veggie dog. So tantalising. Silverpine had to shake himself out of the mesmerising (and delicious) display, and shove his sudden appetite back into the dank basement of his mind where it howled at the door.

"Well, was there something else you expected?" he asked White Out, smiling as if this had been all been pre-planned.

Benson

2013-02-01, 10:44 PM

Stadium

That really was a tasty looking veggie dog. Fox stared at it in awe that he lost himself and suddenly choked swallowed the soda in his mouth. He violently coughed, but otherwise he was fine, just loud.

"G-guys....cough...t-time...cough...is slipping away...with all...this chatting...cough...cooooooooough..."

Garion had a free pass on tree reason, but these older ponies? Didn't they know they were in the presence of royalty? The colt felt...something stirring in him. A bit like what he'd felt when he saw the hydra going after Miss Gwyn and that other pony, only now it was sharper, more bitter, less controlled. With mighty headbutts, he focused his efforts on the loudest complainers, his natural athleticism serving him well. And when he couldn't get it towards them, gentle arcs over towards Cloud.

The louder complainers were sorta impressed with the little colt's athleticism, and didn't really connect his harsher headbutts of the ball towards them to be related with their griping.

Cloud on the other hoof was rather appreciative of Garion's gentle arcs even if she still missed some of her headbutts.

Orzel

2013-02-02, 04:34 AM

"Well, If we get to the autograp hsigning I will gladly make your friends here a few more of my delicious dogs." New scheme revealed.

TheAmishPirate

2013-02-02, 05:59 PM

[Stadium]

Snickers leans forward slightly, and locks eyes with the filly. His smile is very subdued, and his gaze soft. He's not trying to give her a dismissive or rude look, but rather a comforting one of understanding. "Do you have any idea," he quietly speaks in an even, measured tone, "How difficult it is to clean a bakery? Flour gets all over everything. Sugar is particularly hard to wipe and sweep up, particularly the powdered variety. Do you have any idea," his smile grows slightly, and develops a bit of crookedness to it, "How useful a talent like yours would be?"

He leans back slightly, and tilts his head to the side. "And who says you can't still be a baker or chef, simply because you happen to be really good at cleaning? You can be good at other things. My friend Foxglove, for instance, helps out a lot at my bakery. She has a real knack for working with cookies and icing. Such intricate designs... However! Her special talent involves animals and nature. Her cutie mark is a flower - a Foxglove - and a butterfly. She's 'good at' working with wildlife. But that doesn't stop her from being my top assistant."

He leans forward again, and gives the filly a warm smile. "Now. Maybe I've misunderstood enthusiasm for impressing Soarin' as enthusiasm for baking. If that's the case, my apologies. But just to be clear... Regardless of whether you're 'good at it' or not... Do you like baking, cooking, and the culinary arts?" he politely inquires.

Dust Cloud was no longer flying high above them, but rather, hovering just inches above the ground, her tray scraping on the floor. "It felt good when I finally got the pie right?" she offered, more a question than a statement. "Tell you what though; cleaning a bakery would be miles better than cleaning some stuffed-shirt's mansion. Does that count?"

Sandy, meanwhile, had re-joined the negoatiations with White Out. Snickers had a handle on things here.

Veggie dog. So tantalising. Silverpine had to shake himself out of the mesmerising (and delicious) display, and shove his sudden appetite back into the dank basement of his mind where it howled at the door.

"Well, was there something else you expected?" he asked White Out, smiling as if this had been all been pre-planned.

The unicorn swallowed back his growing appetite, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't force himself to look away from that sizzling, beautiful veggie dog. "Yeah, some sorta badge or trophy or something. Anypony can make a good veggie dog, that don't prove nothing."

"Well, If we get to the autograp hsigning I will gladly make your friends here a few more of my delicious dogs." New scheme revealed.

"Ha, see!" White Out grinned triumphantly. "It's all just a trick! You lousy Manure fans think you can just barge in here and buy us off-"

"So, you're saying you don't want a Manes fan to work hoof and nail to cook you and your Fillies pals a bunch of gourmet veggie dogs, free of charge?" Sandy raised an eyebrow.

"..."

"...Cotton! You take these Manure fellows on to the autograph signing. And then..." the bully licked his lips eagerly, setting down his pies. "I think it's supper for all of us."

Cotton nodded emphatically, eyeing the veggie dog hungrily. "Right this way, folks. It'll just be a few minutes, follow close, now." He put away his bottle of ketchup and continued off down the passageway, bringing them closer and closer to their destination.

Sandy nudged Silverpine and Fox Trot as they walked. "Ya'll didn't have t'do that; standin' up for me an' bein' ready t'brawl for my sake. Still...glad I got friends like you two." He offered them both a warm smile.

White Out galloped to keep pace with the chef. "So, I'm thinking that first veggie dog should go to one of the brokers of this here arrangement. Y'know, the one who's showing you all so much mercy?" He waggled his eyebrows knowingly, as if Grills needed a hint as to whom he was talking about.

Dust Cloud dropped her tray and zipped over to the pie cart, wheeling it behind the group. In spite of the Snickerdoodle's stupid, confusing advice and his stupid, confusing kindness, she'd keep pace with the baker as they walked.

(Encounter completed! Giving Snickers a bit of time to finish things up with Dust Cloud, as well as ya'll can ask them stuff if you wish. Will arrive at the autograph signing soon.

Will handle Garion later, just need to get the DM-type posts out there >.<)

Lycan 01

2013-02-02, 06:38 PM

Snickers grins, beaming at the filly. "So you did make these yourself? Very impressive! I notice you say 'finally,' though. How long did it take you to get them right? Do you do any other baking or cooking?"

He then raises a curious eyebrow. "You mentioned cleaning a mansion. So you currently work housekeeping? You seem a bit young for a maid. Any plans beyond that, like college or something?"

Grif

2013-02-03, 12:44 AM

Sandy nudged Silverpine and Fox Trot as they walked. "Ya'll didn't have t'do that; standin' up for me an' bein' ready t'brawl for my sake. Still...glad I got friends like you two." He offered them both a warm smile.

Silverpine just flashed a grin back at Sandy. "Pssh. This was nothing, Sandy. Stalliongrad had far worse brawls than this, and they had the gall to call it a 'friendly' brawl." He left it at that. Stalliongrad had a weird culture as far as he could tell.

He turned his attention towards Cotton. "Say... Cotton, was it? You work here or something? You seem to know the place very well."

Orzel

2013-02-03, 01:26 AM

Grills rolled his eyes and gave his dog one final roasting. Then he hoofed it over to White Out. Work on the next dog immediately began with pride. His cooking was key in saving the day. "Snickerdoodle, have anymore of your delicious breads?"

Lycan 01

2013-02-03, 12:54 PM

Without even looking in Grills direction, Snickers raises his right hoof and gives a flick of his wrist. Another crackle of ethereal trans-dimensional energy, and another freshly baked crescent roll. He tosses it over to the chef, then goes right back to his conversation without breaking pace.

TheAmishPirate

2013-02-03, 04:50 PM

[Stadium]

(Splitting up to make it a bit easier to read)

Snickers grins, beaming at the filly. "So you did make these yourself? Very impressive! I notice you say 'finally,' though. How long did it take you to get them right? Do you do any other baking or cooking?"

He then raises a curious eyebrow. "You mentioned cleaning a mansion. So you currently work housekeeping? You seem a bit young for a maid. Any plans beyond that, like college or something?"

Dust Cloud started, having zoned out staring...straight ahead. Yep. Just straight ahead. The fact that Cotton's flank happened to be straight ahead was mere coincidence. "Plans? Wha?" She shook her head. "I got a job that keeps food on the table, and I don't want to lose it if that's what you're asking. Age doesn't matter so much if you've got the Mark for it." She shrugged dismissively. "As for the pies...two weeks? Yeah, two weeks and nearly a full paycheck. Baking isn't exactly cheap if you mess up a lot."

Silverpine just flashed a grin back at Sandy. "Pssh. This was nothing, Sandy. Stalliongrad had far worse brawls than this, and they had the gall to call it a 'friendly' brawl." He left it at that. Stalliongrad had a weird culture as far as he could tell.

He turned his attention towards Cotton. "Say... Cotton, was it? You work here or something? You seem to know the place very well."

Sandy nodded slowly. "...remind me never t'go t'Stalliongrad."

Their guided nodded, waving to a passing cotton candy vendor. "Sometimes. It's my dad, see? He's a concession manager. And working part-time means I can take anypony I like back here and nopony raises a fuss."

Five guesses as to how he came to work here with such a lax attitude, and the first four don't count.

Grills rolled his eyes and gave his dog one final roasting. Then he hoofed it over to White Out. Work on the next dog immediately began with pride. His cooking was key in saving the day. "Snickerdoodle, have anymore of your delicious breads?"

White Out wasted no time in taking a bit bite of the hearty fare. The effect was immediate and dramatic. The unicorn's eyes rolled back and his chewing slowed to a crawl, clearly savoring every second of the wondrous taste. Any snark died on arrival; only thoughts about the deliciousness in his mouth were allowed.

Finally, he swallowed, took a deep breath, and wiped at his lips. "...n-not bad." Sweat poured from his brow, and the corners of his mouth twitched with the effort to hold back complimenting a no-good Manes fan.

Lycan 01

2013-02-03, 05:17 PM

Snickers shakes his head, a wistful smile on his face. "Learning to cook through trial and error is indeed rather costly. Especially if self-taught, since it's harder to know where you went wrong without anypony to guide you. Still, the fact that you kept at it and didn't just give up is good. It shows you have tenacity. It may have taken you a couple of weeks, but your finished product looks like something you'd have to pay a professional baker pretty good bits for. That level of progress, all things considered, is something you should be proud of. It may not be your special talent, but baking still seems to be something you've got some talented with. Given the right motivation and guidance, I'm sure you could make a fine sous-chef or assistant baker, perhaps even better."

He raises an eyebrow. "I've got a few friends in Fillydelphia, actually, who own or work at bakeries. I'm sure they'd appreciate a new assistant, whose talents - special or otherwise - could prove useful. I can get in touch with them, if you'd like, and mention your name. Beats cleaning furniture, yes?" he asks with a wry smirk.

"Alternatively," he shrugs, "If you ever find yourself in Bridle Shores, I could always use a new assistant, or offer some lessons. There's a new cafe that just opened up, too, owned by this griffin fella. I'm sure he could use a new assistant, too."

Snickers really doesn't want to see a good potential baker go to waste.

Orzel

2013-02-03, 11:07 PM

White Out wasted no time in taking a bit bite of the hearty fare. The effect was immediate and dramatic. The unicorn's eyes rolled back and his chewing slowed to a crawl, clearly savoring every second of the wondrous taste. Any snark died on arrival; only thoughts about the deliciousness in his mouth were allowed.

Finally, he swallowed, took a deep breath, and wiped at his lips. "...n-not bad." Sweat poured from his brow, and the corners of his mouth twitched with the effort to hold back complimenting a no-good Manes fan.

Grills caught the second croissant and carefully roasted another hot dog. This one was cooked faster and thus it silenced him.

Grif

2013-02-04, 03:56 PM

Sandy nodded slowly. "...remind me never t'go t'Stalliongrad."

Their guided nodded, waving to a passing cotton candy vendor. "Sometimes. It's my dad, see? He's a concession manager. And working part-time means I can take anypony I like back here and nopony raises a fuss."

Five guesses as to how he came to work here with such a lax attitude, and the first four don't count.

Silverpine shot Sandy a wink. "It's a nice place to visit. Just... stay out of the bars." Then he turned back to Cotton. "I... see. You still studying? Working part-time and all."

Benson

2013-02-04, 06:34 PM

Stadium

Fox Trot kept quiet during all this, he didn't think it was wise for him to start contributing to the conversation, time was escaping them and if they wanted to meet those Wonderbolts, whelp.
=============

The Beach

And the game was eventually over, there weren't really any rules so no one was sure if there actually any winners.

Cloud laid down on the sand all pooped out. "That was fun...even if I sucked...hahah...heh..." She toothily grinned as she lay there.

"You were pretty good little guy," The teen who invited them from before said to Garion as he walked up to him.

TheAmishPirate

2013-02-04, 08:17 PM

The Beach

And the game was eventually over, there weren't really any rules so no one was sure if there actually any winners.

Cloud laid down on the sand all pooped out. "That was fun...even if I sucked...hahah...heh..." She toothily grinned as she lay there.

"You were pretty good little guy," The teen who invited them from before said to Garion as he walked up to him.

Garion nodded, also laid flat out on the sand. "Thank you... sir...*oof*..." All that extra effort on his part had really helped burn off his anger towards Cloud's teammates, but in the end it left the colt hollowed-out and exhausted. Laying on the sand a bit more sounded like a good time right about now.

[Stadium]

Snickers shakes his head, a wistful smile on his face. "Learning to cook through trial and error is indeed rather costly. Especially if self-taught, since it's harder to know where you went wrong without anypony to guide you. Still, the fact that you kept at it and didn't just give up is good. It shows you have tenacity. It may have taken you a couple of weeks, but your finished product looks like something you'd have to pay a professional baker pretty good bits for. That level of progress, all things considered, is something you should be proud of. It may not be your special talent, but baking still seems to be something you've got some talented with. Given the right motivation and guidance, I'm sure you could make a fine sous-chef or assistant baker, perhaps even better."

He raises an eyebrow. "I've got a few friends in Fillydelphia, actually, who own or work at bakeries. I'm sure they'd appreciate a new assistant, whose talents - special or otherwise - could prove useful. I can get in touch with them, if you'd like, and mention your name. Beats cleaning furniture, yes?" he asks with a wry smirk.

"Alternatively," he shrugs, "If you ever find yourself in Bridle Shores, I could always use a new assistant, or offer some lessons. There's a new cafe that just opened up, too, owned by this griffin fella. I'm sure he could use a new assistant, too."

Snickers really doesn't want to see a good potential baker go to waste.

Though she didn't explicitly remark on Snickers' praise, her wings briefly flapped out of sync and she had to quickly correct herself from a crash course with the ground. Fortunately, she had enough presence of mind to hear the rest of what he had to say. "If I didn't have to see another sofa again, it can't be all bad..." she mused. "I mean, it sounds like furniture and bakeries both get dirty pretty quick, but at least a cake isn't solely destined for some rich flank to muss up."

She fell silent, wings beating as she pondered his offer. "I wouldn't be working for peanuts, right? And..." her eyes briefly darted to Cotton. "I wouldn't have to move, would I?"

Silverpine shot Sandy a wink. "It's a nice place to visit. Just... stay out of the bars." Then he turned back to Cotton. "I... see. You still studying? Working part-time and all."

Sandy chuckled at that and rolled his eyes. "Trust me; I think I learned my lesson with alcohol. It'd take somethin' out of this world t'get me into one of them places."

As for Cotton, he nodded with a resigned shrug. "Yeah, I guess so. For a few more years, anyhow, then they let me free. Probably'll go full time here then."

Grills caught the second croissant and carefully roasted another hot dog. This one was cooked faster and thus it silenced him.

Cotton looked back expectantly. Leading fans down secret tunnels and into not-ambushes took a lot out of a pony.

Up ahead, they'd spot a sign reading "Events Staging Area B". Still a short ways to go, but their destination was in sight.

Lycan 01

2013-02-04, 08:42 PM

Orzel

2013-02-05, 01:31 PM

Pop. Another dog done. That brief time between cooking allowed Grills an opportunity to witness the sign. "Almost time Sandy. Woohoo!"

Grif

2013-02-05, 01:36 PM

[Stadium]
Sandy chuckled at that and rolled his eyes. "Trust me; I think I learned my lesson with alcohol. It'd take somethin' out of this world t'get me into one of them places."

As for Cotton, he nodded with a resigned shrug. "Yeah, I guess so. For a few more years, anyhow, then they let me free. Probably'll go full time here then."

Cotton looked back expectantly. Leading fans down secret tunnels and into not-ambushes took a lot out of a pony.

Up ahead, they'd spot a sign reading "Events Staging Area B". Still a short ways to go, but their destination was in sight.

"Let you free? You don't sound like you like school very much." As Snicker's passion was with baking, Silverpine's was with teaching. The thought of somepony like Cotton coasting through school without proper guidance was anathema to a teacher like him.

Unfortunately, the pegasus probably ran out of time right there with them approaching the end of their journey. He flashed Sandy a smile. "Chins up, Romeo. It's almost show time."

TheAmishPirate

2013-02-05, 09:35 PM

Snickers smiles excitedly. "Oh, a cake is only temporary, but the beauty and art made with it create memories that last forever. There's actually a technique in baking that you may like - it's called 'dusting.' Sprinkling powdered sugar over things like french toast, pancakes, beignets, so on and so forth. It's both aesthetically pleasing, and contributes to the flavor and deliciousness. Your talents could prove quite useful for things like that, I wager."

In regards to pay and moving... "Well, the pay varies from place to place, but it's nothing to sneeze at. Ponies always need sweets and snacks, so regardless of your position in the bakery, you'll be able to live comfortably. Of course, if you've got a shop in some place like Ponyville or Bridle Shores, and you're the only baker in town, then everypony will be coming to you for their pastry needs. In which case, you'll be able to live very comfortably."

"As for moving..." he arches an eyebrow, "Well, that just depends on where you currently live, and where you want to go. If you live here in Filly, and you want a job here in Filly, then I see no reason why you'd need to move. Bridle Shores is a train ride away, but if setting aside a chunk of your day for the to-and-from trips doesn't bother you, then I suppose you can avoid having to move there."

He smiles cheerfully, clearly happy to be of service. "Any other questions?"

Dust Cloud shook her head, already deep in thought. For the remainder of their short walk, the filly was quiet, alternating staring intently at the steaming pies on her trolly and casting wistful glances Cotton's way - not that the colt ever noticed her. It was an awful lot to think about, changing your life. Even when young, and not having much to lose, what stands to be lost could be all the good you'd ever known.

Finally, as they approached the end of their little walk, a little smile graced Dust Cloud's face. "I'll look into it, give it some more thought. If I can really get a job like that, and not have to move away from Co...I mean, home, then that sounds pretty good." For a moment, she looked ready to hug the baker, but her reputation just wouldn't let her. Instead, she settled for a simple nod of thanks. "For a Manes fan, you're alright."

Pop. Another dog done. That brief time between cooking allowed Grills an opportunity to witness the sign. "Almost time Sandy. Woohoo!"

"Let you free? You don't sound like you like school very much." As Snicker's passion was with baking, Silverpine's was with teaching. The thought of somepony like Cotton coasting through school without proper guidance was anathema to a teacher like him.

Unfortunately, the pegasus probably ran out of time right there with them approaching the end of their journey.

Indeed, they would need a good bit more time to get through Cotton's thick skull. Especially when said skull was occupied with consuming a mouth-wateringly delicious veggie dog. Still, he managed a nod and an over-exaggerated eye-roll, as if to say, "Do you even need to ask?"

"Almost time Sandy. Woohoo!"

He flashed Sandy a smile. "Chins up, Romeo. It's almost show time."

Sandy took a deep, bracing breath, feeling the power of the Cookie lending him strength. Indeed, he looked a new stallion altogether; poised, confident, a good handful of friends at his back, nothing like the awkward, clumsy, apologetic Sandy who moved to town a few months ago. "Alright fellas; let's do this."

But then, just before they reached the door, Sandy suddenly stopped the group. "Hold up! One last thing I forgot; I know ya'll have been a big help in gettin' me this far, an' I'm mighty appreciative of all ya'll have done. But now...I'd like t'do this part alone." He bowed his head apologetically, before turning to look each of them in the eye. "When I go t'meet Snow, can ya'll do me a favor an' hang back? Let me talk t'her in private?"

Lycan 01

2013-02-05, 10:49 PM

Snickers grins at Cloud. "Alrighty, I'll get in touch with some of my friends around Filly, and give them a heads up that you might be interested in a job or apprenticeship."

At her remark about him being a Manes friend, he grins goofily. "Heh, funny thing. I don't even like hoofball. I just tagged along to hang out with my friends."

Whoops! Looks like they were going to attack a guy who didn't even do anything wrong! Good thing everything worked out alright, huh?

When Sandy makes his request, Snickers gives him a crooked smirk. "That wasn't the plan already? It'd be kinda odd if we tagged along when you went to talk to her. I don't see why us hanging back should be a problem. Go do your thing, my friend. Be yourself; be awesome."

Grif

2013-02-06, 07:16 AM

But then, just before they reached the door, Sandy suddenly stopped the group. "Hold up! One last thing I forgot; I know ya'll have been a big help in gettin' me this far, an' I'm mighty appreciative of all ya'll have done. But now...I'd like t'do this part alone." He bowed his head apologetically, before turning to look each of them in the eye. "When I go t'meet Snow, can ya'll do me a favor an' hang back? Let me talk t'her in private?"

"Of course Sandy. What kind friends we would be if we became the third wheel?" Silverpine said with a grin.

Benson

2013-02-06, 02:53 PM

Stadium

"The only time I'd like to be a third wheel is if it was for a wheel barrel." Fox said with a goofy smile as he patted his friend's back.

The Beach

Garion nodded, also laid flat out on the sand. "Thank you... sir...*oof*..." All that extra effort on his part had really helped burn off his anger towards Cloud's teammates, but in the end it left the colt hollowed-out and exhausted. Laying on the sand a bit more sounded like a good time right about now.

"Hey, no need to be all formal with me hah heh." The older teen told Garion. He then glanced around and bobbed his head randomly. "So, you two siblings or something?"

Mystic Muse

2013-02-06, 07:07 PM

"The best day at the beach," Spark's cheeks flushed at the sentimentalness of this moment and then suddenly stood up on his tippy hooves and gave BN a little peck on her lips before quickly going back down. "I will treasure it Smoothie."

"Good." she says and gives Spark a peck on the lips right back. "What would you like to do next?" she asks him.

Benson

2013-02-07, 03:17 PM

"Good." she says and gives Spark a peck on the lips right back. "What would you like to do next?" she asks him.

"I dunno...I mean...wanna go swimming? We can do whatever you want to do, ladies' choice after all," He said after collecting himself from the lip peck.

Orzel

2013-02-07, 07:22 PM

Stadium... of Victory

Grills cheered as well. "Go get her, champ. Wooooop!"

TheAmishPirate

2013-02-08, 11:51 AM

"Hey, no need to be all formal with me hah heh." The older teen told Garion. He then glanced around and bobbed his head randomly. "So, you two siblings or something?"

Garion blinked once or twice at the unfamiliar word. "...I'm her Royal Jester, if that's what you mean." he offered oh-so-helpfully.

[Stadium - Employee Corridors]

Sandy smiled warmly at his friends, while inwardly breathing a massive sigh of relief. The last thing he needed was for them to suddenly start getting nosy now, right before the end of this. "Thanks, ya'll. Y'don't know just how much this means t'me." And then, with a roguish grin, he reared up on his hind legs. "Yeeeehaw! Let's do this!"

[Stadium - Wonderbolts Autograph Signing]

The stallions and their ne'er-do-well guides emerged into a Wonderbolt paradise.

The open-air staging area was plastered with the blue and yellow of the Wonderbolts. Great banners were hung from the wall-to-wall, adorned with the faces of famous 'Bolts, past and present. Posters along the walls proudly displayed their most memorable shows and moments. Over there was when the very first Captain saved a wagon full of orphaned puppies from falling off Neighagra Falls. Over here was where Captain Spitfire had fired a blazing kick straight at a ferocious Frost Dragon's nose. Sparkling balloons, matching the ice-and-fire explosions from the show, floated merrily in the air. There was even a small brass band, dressed in blue-and-yellow suits, playing stirring renditions of the 'Bolt's traditional military numbers.

And all that was ignoring the celebrities themselves.

A horseshoe of tables were set up along the far end of the area, each one with a Wonderbolt, hoods down and everything, standing behind them. There was Spitfire, over there Soarin, and wayyyyyyy over there, at the far end of the arc, stood Snow Angel. From behind the stallions, Sandy sighed softly. Even though from this distance, where all one could see of her features was her arctic blue mane flowing down her back, she carried herself with the bearing of a rolling thunderstorm; powerful, beautiful, and utterly unshakeable.

The Wonderbolts were currently signing autographs and taking pictures with eager fans. Security ponies stood beside the athletes, while more were stationed at the entrance, letting in only a few fans at a time to keep a mob from forming. Thankfully, nopony noticed a few more sneaking in from the employee tunnels.

White Out polished off his veggie dog and licked the last bits of flavor from his hooves. "We'll be back for more of those veggie dogs of yours later; don't you run off on us now!" He wagged a cautioning hoof in Grills' face, though the venom by now had dried up from his tone. Delicious food was sometimes more potent than any spell. "Cotton! Dust! C'mon, let's get in line!" And with that, the trio of troublemakers wandered off to get in line for Soarin, Dust Cloud visibly shaking with excitement.

Those Manes players from earlier were likely around here, keeping an eye out for those fans they beaned in the head.

Lycan 01

2013-02-08, 10:36 PM

Snickers grins, his gaze drifting back and forth between the Wonderbolts and banners. "Woooow. This is so awesome..." He looks over at his friends, excitement glinting in his eyes. "Guess we better get in line, huh?"

Mystic Muse

2013-02-08, 10:38 PM

"I dunno...I mean...wanna go swimming? We can do whatever you want to do, ladies' choice after all," He said after collecting himself from the lip peck.

"Sure, we can go swimming." BN says to Spark. She doesn't look particularly fond of that idea, but hey, no big deal. Whatever works, right?

Grif

2013-02-09, 12:02 PM

[Manehattan]

"Better? If we dally any longer, we might not even have the time to reach halfway through." Silverpine began pushing through the crowd, hoping to at least reach the back of the already-long line. A stream of muffled curses and exclamations accompanied his efforts.

Orzel

2013-02-10, 03:27 AM

Benson

2013-02-10, 03:27 AM

Stadium

Fox Trot pushed himself along, following Silverpine. "Lines....blegh....I wish we could just short cut to the front without the whining of others."
===

The Beach

"Alrighty! Race ya to the water?" Spark playfully challenged knowing he was going to win anyway.
--

"I mean if she's your sister/you're her brother," The older teen did his best to elaborate.

Grif

2013-02-10, 12:34 PM

(Accursed snow)

The Manes, Elite, Liberty Lady, and Direct Jetter, were all set up in a booth taking pitures with some schoolfoals. The children must have won a contest or their must be of the Liberty Sister's charities.

"Hey isn't that the crazy guy who did flying hooves in the enemy stands. Hey! Guy Come Here." said the green mare.

Direct poked Spitfire "This is the big fan I told you about before." He doesn't bother Soarin. That pegasus seemed distracted by the scent of something.
(I heard about that in the news. Ouch.)

Silverpine caught the green mare's shouts. He nudged Fox, and waved at others. "Hey guys. There they are. Our tickets in." He began making his way through the crowd toward them. (read: shoving his way through. :smalltongue: )

Lycan 01

2013-02-10, 12:53 PM

TheAmishPirate

2013-02-11, 06:02 PM

[Stadium]

(Accursed snow)

The Manes, Elite, Liberty Lady, and Direct Jetter, were all set up in a booth taking pitures with some schoolfoals. The children must have won a contest or their must be of the Liberty Sister's charities.

"Hey isn't that the crazy guy who did flying hooves in the enemy stands. Hey! Guy Come Here." said the green mare.

Direct poked Spitfire "This is the big fan I told you about before." He doesn't bother Soarin. That pegasus seemed distracted by the scent of something.

Sandy didn't seem to notice the hushed conversation between Silverpine and Snickers. He'd just assumed his friends were following along with him, at least this far. Who would turn down a chance to meet up with some hoofball players, and potentially cut the 'Bolts line too?

Anyway, the short pegasus flitted through the crowd to where the Manes players and the Wonderbolt were waiting. The ever-laconic Spitfire gave a subdued smile to the superfan. "Flying behind enemy lines? You've sure got some guts Mr....?"

"Sandy Shores; but just Sandy'll do fine, Cap'n. T'be honest, I didn't realize they were enemy lines until they opened fire!" He chuckled good-naturedly and shook the Captain's hoof, before trotting over to shake - or high-hoof, if they offered - the Manes players. "Sorry I missed ya'll earlier; I hear you near plunked one of my pals? I knew ya'll had good aim, but that there's just showin' off."

Like talking to an old friends, Sandy didn't miss a beat. The Cookie was indeed strong with this one. :smallwink:

[The Beach]

"I mean if she's your sister/you're her brother," The older teen did his best to elaborate.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh." The colt nodded knowingly, then promptly shook his head. "No, she's just my Queen. I'm the Royal Jester!" He puffed out his little chest with pride at his lofty position.

Grif

2013-02-11, 11:30 PM

"Silverpine!" Snickers hisses, trying to give chase. "They're supposed to be helping Sandy, not us! We just said we wouldn't intrude on Sandy's meeting, remember?" he asks, looking rather worried about the consequences of them trying to interject themselves into the conversation between the celebrities and their friend.

"Relax! We're just meeting the Manes player. Sandy'll have Snow Angel all to himself," Silverpine whispered back.

[Stadium]
Sandy didn't seem to notice the hushed conversation between Silverpine and Snickers. He'd just assumed his friends were following along with him, at least this far. Who would turn down a chance to meet up with some hoofball players, and potentially cut the 'Bolts line too?

Anyway, the short pegasus flitted through the crowd to where the Manes players and the Wonderbolt were waiting. The ever-laconic Spitfire gave a subdued smile to the superfan. "Flying behind enemy lines? You've sure got some guts Mr....?"

"Sandy Shores; but just Sandy'll do fine, Cap'n. T'be honest, I didn't realize they were enemy lines until they opened fire!" He chuckled good-naturedly and shook the Captain's hoof, before trotting over to shake - or high-hoof, if they offered - the Manes players. "Sorry I missed ya'll earlier; I hear you near plunked one of my pals? I knew ya'll had good aim, but that there's just showin' off."

Like talking to an old friends, Sandy didn't miss a beat. The Cookie was indeed strong with this one. :smallwink:

Silverpine would shake any proferred hooves if offered, and exchanged greetings, but otherwise content to let Sandy do the talking.

Lycan 01

2013-02-11, 11:42 PM

Snickers shrugs, and follows along after Silverpine. He keeps to himself, trying to avoid stepping on or bumping into anypony as they navigate the crowd. When Silverpine, Sandy, and the others start talking to the Manes, Snickers slinks back a bit, letting Sandy and the others do the talking. He's not a hoofball fan, and he's feeling rather overwhelmed by the crowds.

Plus, he can't help but get distracted by the Wonderbolts. While Snickers is quite the flyboy, and very proud of his flying skills, he knows he's nowhere near their level, and never will be. They're paragons of the pegasi race, and the apex of their species. He can't help but glance back and forth between them in impressed awe.

Benson

2013-02-12, 08:59 AM

Stadium

There was just this really dorky smile on Fox's face as he took the opportunity to shake hooves with these popular entertainers. "I can't wait to tell my dad about this hahah teeheehee."

[The Beach]

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh." The colt nodded knowingly, then promptly shook his head. "No, she's just my Queen. I'm the Royal Jester!" He puffed out his little chest with pride at his lofty position.

Cloud smiled and nodded confirmation.

"Oh how fancy, royalty, pardon my manners," The teenage colt bowed with a flourish.

"Hey! Are you gonna keep playing with some little kids or are ya going to help us get the bonfire going already?" One of his friends yelled from the distance.

The teenage colt smiled and playfully rolled his eyes before hollering back at them. "Yea, just give me a moment!"

He looked back at Garion and Cloud. "Well, this is where I take my leave, your majesty and royal court jester. Stay groovy." And with that he headed over to his friends.

Orzel

2013-02-12, 08:02 PM

[Stadium]

Sandy didn't seem to notice the hushed conversation between Silverpine and Snickers. He'd just assumed his friends were following along with him, at least this far. Who would turn down a chance to meet up with some hoofball players, and potentially cut the 'Bolts line too?

Anyway, the short pegasus flitted through the crowd to where the Manes players and the Wonderbolt were waiting. The ever-laconic Spitfire gave a subdued smile to the superfan. "Flying behind enemy lines? You've sure got some guts Mr....?"

"Sandy Shores; but just Sandy'll do fine, Cap'n. T'be honest, I didn't realize they were enemy lines until they opened fire!" He chuckled good-naturedly and shook the Captain's hoof, before trotting over to shake - or high-hoof, if they offered - the Manes players. "Sorry I missed ya'll earlier; I hear you near plunked one of my pals? I knew ya'll had good aim, but that there's just showin' off."

Like talking to an old friends, Sandy didn't miss a beat. The Cookie was indeed strong with this one. :smallwink:

Liberty rubbed the bak of her head. "Sorry about that."

"Somepony is trying for MVP these season." Elite said with a light jab to his fellow hoofball player.

"Relax! We're just meeting the Manes player. Sandy'll have Snow Angel all to himself," Silverpine whispered back.

Silverpine would shake any proferred hooves if offered, and exchanged greetings, but otherwise content to let Sandy do the talking.

Grills followed behind Silverpine. He was stricken with some much awe, he could not speak a word. To be standing in front of such great players froze the fire chef's hooves still.

Snickers shrugs, and follows along after Silverpine. He keeps to himself, trying to avoid stepping on or bumping into anypony as they navigate the crowd. When Silverpine, Sandy, and the others start talking to the Manes, Snickers slinks back a bit, letting Sandy and the others do the talking. He's not a hoofball fan, and he's feeling rather overwhelmed by the crowds.

Plus, he can't help but get distracted by the Wonderbolts. While Snickers is quite the flyboy, and very proud of his flying skills, he knows he's nowhere near their level, and never will be. They're paragons of the pegasi race, and the apex of their species. He can't help but glance back and forth between them in impressed awe.

So there were two pony popsicles.

Stadium

There was just this really dorky smile on Fox's face as he took the opportunity to shake hooves with these popular entertainers. "I can't wait to tell my dad about this hahah teeheehee."

Direct starts scribbling on a photo. "Why don't you show him this as well? What's your name?"

TheAmishPirate

2013-02-13, 11:12 AM

[Stadium]

Sandy clapped a hoof to his forehead. "Where are my manners today? These here," he gestured to the quartet of stallions following him, "are my good pals. We all came up from Bridle Shores for th' game today. This here's Silverpine, Grills, Fox Trot, and Snickerdoodle." As he walked down the line to introduce them, he very subtly nudged Grills forward to the Manes players and Snickerdoodle towards Spitfire.

Speaking of the Captain, she'd been to far too many autograph signings to not recognize the sight of a star-struck fan. When Snickers came forward, she'd be putting the last signatures on a series of photos, before hoofing over the autographs to the stunned baker; one made out to each stallion. "Snickerdoodle, right? You enjoy the show?"

[Beach]

"Bye, Mister Groovy!" Garion waved to the older colt, then trotted over to were his Queen lay on the sand. He gently nudged her side with his muzzle. "C'mon, Queen Cloud, we still gotta go find fancy pretty rocks for the castle." That intense game of Beachball had only momentarily slowed him down, and he was already raring to go again.