Fizzy woke up to the sound of birdsong, and pegsus wings outside her
window. Yawning, she stretched out to her fullest, then hopped off the bed.
She looked at the empty windowsill.
"Pinky?" she said. "Where are you?"
There was no answer.
"Pinky!" she said louder "Pinky!"
Still nothing. Fizzy was worried. What if he fell out the window? What if a hawk swooped down and grabbed him off the windowsill and ate him? Or an owl? or maybe a cat got in the room?
Fizzy had no idea how close she was to the truth as she raced to the windowsill and searched frantically for blood. She found none, and was mildly relieved. But still, where was Pinky?
She ran out of the door and looked frantically around. She saw Morning Glory struggling through the crowds of the hall, trying her best not to damage her delicate wings.
Fizzy yelled out her name, but she didn't seem to notice. Finally, Fizzy grabbed some of her mane and yanked. Morning Glory looked over, startled, but recognised Fizzy and followed her along as she led her through the swarming throng to the Breakfast Hall. (Also the Lunch and Dinner hall.)
They walked over to a quieter table in the back, occupied by Dancing Butterflies, Pina Colada, Chief, Wig Wam, Tex, Yum Yum, (flutter) and Hollywood.
"We'll talk after I get us some breakfast." said Fizzy, smiling down at the two flutters. "Don't let anybody take my seat."
"Thanks, Fizz," said Morning Glory, sitting down. Fizzy soon returned, levitating four plates of steaming toast, hash browns, and cheese omelettes above the crowd using four bubbles.
They landed in front of each flutter, and in front of Fizzy, who sat down beside Morning Glory.
"How do we... eat it?" asked Yum Yum, staring hungrily at the food in the bubble. Fizzy popped hers with a hoof. "Like that." she said, giggling. They popped each plate in turn.
"Ihhs hot!" said Yum Yum through a mouthful of hash browns, eyes popping. Fizzy nodded. "It usually is when I bring food by bubbles. If not, the wings from the pegasi cool it off before I get to a table."
Yum Yum began to gobble her food down at high speed. Hollywood ate slightly better, and Fizzy and Morning Glory ate with perfect manners.
To give you an idea of Yum Yum, Hollywood and Morning Glory, they were a lot like the Tales ponies. Yum Yum was pretty close to Bon Bon. Same voice, same love for food. Heck, even their names sound the same!
Hollywood could be described as Patch. Same voice as her almost, if Patch ever had an English accent. And she was just as adventurous and eccentric as Patch. Her idea were crazy and she was best friends with Yum Yum.
Morning Glory was mostly like Clover in attitude. Her voice was different, but she was still more quiet and shy than Yum Yum and Hollywood.
While they ate, they chatted.
"So, why are you guys here?"
"We we're escorting Rosedust to see Majesty. Or were, but she told us to go and get some breakfast, but to save some for her." Hollywood grinned.
"I thought so," said Fizzy "But Majesty isn't here."
"She isn't 'ere?" exclaimed Yum Yum, accidenly spraying Chief with eggs. He recoiled. "Oops. Forry, Chief.." mumbled Yum Yum.
"Yeah," said Fizzy "She's on vacation at her cottage."
"Really?" said Hollywood "Well that's too bad."
"Not really," drawled Tex, hearing their conversation. "She needed it."
"Why?"
"She was gettin', umm... just slightly stressed out." Said Tex, sounding guilty. Dancing Butterflies stared at him.
"Slightly?" said Chief, his eyebrows raising, conveying Dancing Butterflies' feelings exactly. "She was cackling to herself in the throne room."
Yum Yum snorted hash browns, this time getting them on Hollywood.
Hollywood shoved her off the bench.
Pina Colada gaped. "Doesn't that reck your wings or something?"
"Not since I came up with WF 200," said Hollywood proudly. Fizzy looked at her curiously. "What's that stand for?"
"Wing Fortifier. It's a solution that you paint on your wings that makes them stronger. It's not like my last batch, which was too heavy to fly with and too hard to take off. This stuff can be peeled off once it dries, and it's lightweight. But it still keeps wings from bending enough to snap."
"Cool!" said Morning Glory. "Why didn't you tell me about it?" She sounded indignant. She stared sorrowly at Hollywood.
"First off," said Hollywood "Don't say cool. Wanna be like Danny? secondly, it was because you never asked.
"And Yum Yum did?"
"Actually, yes. In fact, she screamed at me to tell her what the h--!"
Yum Yum broke her off in mid swear word. "You singed my donuts when the cauldron exploded!"
Pina Colada giggled. "Cauldron? Since when are you a witch, Hollywood?"
"I'm not a witch! I found it by the volcano."
They all stared.
Hollywood looked around.
"What?"
"Pinky?" she said. "Where are you?"
There was no answer.
"Pinky!" she said louder "Pinky!"
Still nothing. Fizzy was worried. What if he fell out the window? What if a hawk swooped down and grabbed him off the windowsill and ate him? Or an owl? or maybe a cat got in the room?
Fizzy had no idea how close she was to the truth as she raced to the windowsill and searched frantically for blood. She found none, and was mildly relieved. But still, where was Pinky?
She ran out of the door and looked frantically around. She saw Morning Glory struggling through the crowds of the hall, trying her best not to damage her delicate wings.
Fizzy yelled out her name, but she didn't seem to notice. Finally, Fizzy grabbed some of her mane and yanked. Morning Glory looked over, startled, but recognised Fizzy and followed her along as she led her through the swarming throng to the Breakfast Hall. (Also the Lunch and Dinner hall.)
They walked over to a quieter table in the back, occupied by Dancing Butterflies, Pina Colada, Chief, Wig Wam, Tex, Yum Yum, (flutter) and Hollywood.
"We'll talk after I get us some breakfast." said Fizzy, smiling down at the two flutters. "Don't let anybody take my seat."
"Thanks, Fizz," said Morning Glory, sitting down. Fizzy soon returned, levitating four plates of steaming toast, hash browns, and cheese omelettes above the crowd using four bubbles.
They landed in front of each flutter, and in front of Fizzy, who sat down beside Morning Glory.
"How do we... eat it?" asked Yum Yum, staring hungrily at the food in the bubble. Fizzy popped hers with a hoof. "Like that." she said, giggling. They popped each plate in turn.
"Ihhs hot!" said Yum Yum through a mouthful of hash browns, eyes popping. Fizzy nodded. "It usually is when I bring food by bubbles. If not, the wings from the pegasi cool it off before I get to a table."
Yum Yum began to gobble her food down at high speed. Hollywood ate slightly better, and Fizzy and Morning Glory ate with perfect manners.
To give you an idea of Yum Yum, Hollywood and Morning Glory, they were a lot like the Tales ponies. Yum Yum was pretty close to Bon Bon. Same voice, same love for food. Heck, even their names sound the same!
Hollywood could be described as Patch. Same voice as her almost, if Patch ever had an English accent. And she was just as adventurous and eccentric as Patch. Her idea were crazy and she was best friends with Yum Yum.
Morning Glory was mostly like Clover in attitude. Her voice was different, but she was still more quiet and shy than Yum Yum and Hollywood.
While they ate, they chatted.
"So, why are you guys here?"
"We we're escorting Rosedust to see Majesty. Or were, but she told us to go and get some breakfast, but to save some for her." Hollywood grinned.
"I thought so," said Fizzy "But Majesty isn't here."
"She isn't 'ere?" exclaimed Yum Yum, accidenly spraying Chief with eggs. He recoiled. "Oops. Forry, Chief.." mumbled Yum Yum.
"Yeah," said Fizzy "She's on vacation at her cottage."
"Really?" said Hollywood "Well that's too bad."
"Not really," drawled Tex, hearing their conversation. "She needed it."
"Why?"
"She was gettin', umm... just slightly stressed out." Said Tex, sounding guilty. Dancing Butterflies stared at him.
"Slightly?" said Chief, his eyebrows raising, conveying Dancing Butterflies' feelings exactly. "She was cackling to herself in the throne room."
Yum Yum snorted hash browns, this time getting them on Hollywood.
Hollywood shoved her off the bench.
Pina Colada gaped. "Doesn't that reck your wings or something?"
"Not since I came up with WF 200," said Hollywood proudly. Fizzy looked at her curiously. "What's that stand for?"
"Wing Fortifier. It's a solution that you paint on your wings that makes them stronger. It's not like my last batch, which was too heavy to fly with and too hard to take off. This stuff can be peeled off once it dries, and it's lightweight. But it still keeps wings from bending enough to snap."
"Cool!" said Morning Glory. "Why didn't you tell me about it?" She sounded indignant. She stared sorrowly at Hollywood.
"First off," said Hollywood "Don't say cool. Wanna be like Danny? secondly, it was because you never asked.
"And Yum Yum did?"
"Actually, yes. In fact, she screamed at me to tell her what the h--!"
Yum Yum broke her off in mid swear word. "You singed my donuts when the cauldron exploded!"
Pina Colada giggled. "Cauldron? Since when are you a witch, Hollywood?"
"I'm not a witch! I found it by the volcano."
They all stared.
Hollywood looked around.
"What?"
