A/N: Welcome back to the uh…. Um…..
Spain: Hearth's Warming Eve?
A/N: I KNEW THAT GOSH.
Spain: : I why do I even care?!
A/N: Because I wuv you? –huggle-
Spain: -sigh- -_-

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Spain sighed and stepped out onto the stage as the lights in the theater dimmed and the 6 girls took their places.

Music started and all talking in the theater ceased.

"Once upon a time, long before the peaceful rule of the princess, and before the people discovered our land where we are today, people didn't know harmony. It was a strange and dark time. A time where people were torn apart by, hatred!"

The audience gasps and Spain whispers to them.

"I know. Can you believe it?" He clears his throat and continues, "During this frightful age, each of the three tribes – the Pegasi, the unicorns, and the Earth countries – cared not for what befell the other tribes, but only for their own welfare. In those troubled times, as now, the Pegasi were the stewards of the weather. But they demanded something in return. Food that could only be grown by the Earth countries."

The audience begins to whisper to each other again until the 6 girls appear onstage.

Up in the air was Prussia and Canada portraying the Pegasi, on a ledge was France and England as the unicorns and on the earth was America and Italy as the Earth countries.

Spain gestured to all 6. "The unicorns demanded the same, in return for magically bringing forth day and night. And so, mistrust between the tribes festered, until one fateful day, it came to a boil. And what prompted the ponies to clash? 'Twas a mysterious blizzard that overtook the land, and toppled the tribes' precarious peace."

France, Italy and Prussia argued over who was hogging the food as the wind around them grew bigger and fiercer and colder.

"The normally industrious Earth ponies were unable to farm their land." America plucked an ear of corn and smiled happily until it dissipated in her hands, forcing her to weep loudly and the wind blow it out of her open palms.

"The Earth ponies were freezing. The home of the Pegasi fared no better. The Pegasi were hungry. And the unicorns were freezing and hungry. Even the unicorns' magic was powerless against the storm. Each tribe blamed the others for their suffering, and the angrier everybody grew, the worse the blizzard became. And so it was decided that a grand summit would be held to figure out a way to cope with the blizzard."

"Each tribe sent their leaders." France stepped out with a purple silk dress on and a platinum crown upon her perfectly styled hair. A fanfare from her tribe began.

"Daughter of the unicorn king, Princess Platinum."

Another fanfare as Prussia flew out with a gladiator helmet and armor on.
"Ruler of the Pegasi, Commander Hurricane. And lastly..."

A fanfare of kazoos began as well as Italy pranced out with a hat with faux pudding on it.
"...leader of the Earth ponies, Chancellor Puddinghead."

All 3 leaders took of their hats (or helmets/crowns ) and placed both hands on either side of them.
"Perhaps the three tribes could finally settle their differences, and agree on a way to get through this disaster."

Well, Spain's prediction was wrong. All that happened was the three of them arguing.

"All I wanna know is why the Earth ponies are hogging all the food!" Prussia began followed by fellow pegasi agreeing with her statement.

"Us?! We're not hogging all the food, you are! Oh, wait. You're right. It's us. Well, it's only 'cause you mean old Pegasusususes are making it snow like crazy!" Italy argued back with her tribe agreeing also.

"For the hundredth time, it's not us! We're not making it snow! It must be the unicorns! They're doing it with their freaky magic!" Prussia retorted accusing France now who was checking her make-up in a portable mirror before snapping it shut and gasping dramatically upon hearing the accusation.

"How dare you! Unlike you Pegasi ruffians, we unicorns would never stoop to such a thing! H-m-ph!" France replied with her nose in the air followed by the unicorns from her tribe 'hmph'ing as well.

Italy placed her head in her palms and toyed with her ponytail. "Well, if you non-Earths aren't gonna stop using your weirdo powers to freeze us all, then I'm just plum out of ideas."

Prussia glared at her angrily and rolled her eyes, "What a shocker. An Earth country with no ideas."

"Commander Hurricane, please cease with the insults!" France begged.

"You're not the boss of me, your royal snootiness!" That was the LAST straw for her.

"I beg your pardon?! I am a princess! I won't be spoken to that way!" France replied heading towards the door and followed by the two other flustered nations.

"Well, I'm leaving first!" Prussia stated.
"No, I'm first!" Italy retorted back.
They all three began arguing again.

"And the blizzard raged on." Spain said as ghost-like horses circled the skies in a gust of frozen winds.

A/N: Shorter than the last but ah well.