Disclaimer: thanks to Bonnie Bryant we have great characters to work with and i own none of them
Stevies Show
"Lisa, I really need your help!" Stevie shouted from across the corridor I have a lesson with Max in quarter of an hour and Comanche isn't even tacked up yet!"
"Calm down Stev," Lisa said to no avail. Stevie always managed to get herself all wound up and in a fluster. And with the Willow Creek Annual One day event in a month's time, Stevie was feeling the pressure of being selected to represent Pine Hollow. "Let me just finish feeding Pepper. I'll be over in a sec. Go and get the gear". Stevie turned on her heel and sped off quickly in the direction of the tack room. Lisa returned her focus to Pepper's grain bin and took a large scoop of fresh feed. Carefully she the sweet smelling grain into Pepper's feed bowl. Pepper nickered thankfully and began scoffing her feed. Lisa giggled to herself and headed over to Comanche's stall.
As she turned the corner she let out a cry of surprise and laugher. In Stevie's haste she had forgotten to bolt Comanche's stall door shut. Clever Comanche had realised the fun content of this situation and was now playing 'catch me if you can' with a distraught Stevie up and down the stalls corridor.
"Comanche! Stop! Someone! Help! LISA!" Stevie panted as she chased after Comanche helplessly.
With much effort Lisa stifled her laughter and stood in the middle of the corridor, arms spread wide, blocking the oncoming horse's way.
"COMANCHE, STOP!" Lisa ordered.
And to her surprise, along with everyone else in the corridor, it actually worked. But not just on Comanche but on Stevie as well. After a few seconds the whole stable was echoing with laughter. Stevie turned bright red with embarrassment and retreated to Comanche's stall with him following behind like a sheep.
"I must remember how you did that" Stevie exclaimed while leaning against the stall door puffing, "I don't believe that that actually worked…"
"Neither can I," Lisa said, "but Stev you better hurry, your lesson starts in…"
"5 MINUTES!" Stevie screamed clapping her hands to her face. Lisa just laughed, picked up the saddle and placed it lightly onto Comanche's back and started doing up the girth.
Stevie was obviously in no luck today as Comanche was playing up again, tossing his head wildly refusing the bridle. Lisa pondered for a moment, then giggled and shouted,
"COMANCHE OPEN!"
Again the order did the trick for both parties, with Comanche with a bit in his mouth and Stevie with her mouth wide open in awe, looking like an oversized fish.
"Try it sometime Stev," Lisa suggested, fastening the last buckle and turning to face the trouble maker and victim.
"He'll be doing back flips for you soon Lisa…" said Stevie sounding defeated
"Show him who's boss, Stev, and Comanche stay out of trouble for her would ya?"
Comanche gave Lisa a friendly nudge, then snorted right into Stevie's face. She just sighed.
"Max is waiting for you Stev. He's pointing to the cross country course" Lisa stated as she held Comanche still so that Stevie could mount.
"Pepper and I will join you after for a hack. Oh, and Carole might come too. She said she was tied up with Diablo at the moment. She's getting him ready for the blacksmith. I'm going to go now to see if she needs help. Have fun!"
"I'll try, but don't expect any miracles" said Stevie
"You'll be fine Stev; you're just having a bad day. Things can only get better," Lisa reassured her.
"I wouldn't be too sure. Look who's joining my ride…"
It was none other than the infamous veronica, the richest snob of the whole Pine Hollow Stables. Her attire was completely impractical for cross country and you could tell she was just showing off. She was wearing a completely new outfit including a state-of-the-art velvet helmet, a black Windsor show jacket, shiny cream breeches and highly polished Chevalier boots. Stevie glanced down at her muddy jodhpurs, old boots and chaps, a tatty body protector and a plain polo shirt. Although she was completely shown up she knew she was far safer. She held her head as high as she could and urged Comanche on. She plodded out of the stables on her scruffy pony behind Veronicas gorgeous palomino Barq. Stevie brushed the lucky horseshoe on the way out, Veronica did not. She'll end up regretting that Stevie thought to herself, but put it out of her mind. As she got closer to Max she noticed something different. There was a new rider sitting on her favourite pony. Can it get any worse? Stevie thought.
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