A/N: Another one for Celia! I have a heard time writing things that are light hearted, as this snippet is sure to show.
"Do you think it sounds alright?" questions Winter Melody, her voice soft and gentle and barely heard over the storm that rages outside.
Sunny Amber nods, her golden mane flying every which way as she does. "It sounds great! Kind of like rain but also really happy...like summer. Hey! That's what we should call it! Summer Rain!"
Winter Melody shifts, moving a little further away from the piano. "Summer Rain...I like that. Do you think you can play it on your guitar?"
The bright orange mare gives a lopsided grin, waving one hoof through the air. "Of course I can! I just - I may need to hear it a few more times first. Just to be sure I have it all down!"
"Alright," agrees Winter Melody, once more moving to the anciant piano. She runs a hoof over the age-stained keys and gives that soft smile of hers, that one that makes her seem like there is more to everything she does, and then she hits the first key.
Moments pass, long and slow, before Sunny Amber joins in, albeit hesitantly, on her second hand guitar.
