Wonderful: FinalePart The Last: RipplesWonderful: Finale by earwig888
“We do have a few loose ends,” said Cookie.
“Some unfinished business,” said Pansy.
“And I suppose we can cover this, if for no better reason than to keep these two from twisting my foreleg.” Clover indicated her companions with her chin. “There’s no reason to leave you hanging and spoil your holiday, not over minor spoilers. A few day’s advance notice should cause too much damage.”
“On Hearth’s Warming Morn you will get a big basket delivered,” said Pansy. “It’s from Spike. He really wants you to know that he’s not mad, and there are no hard feelings. The basket is full of his Hearth’s Warming cookies, and they’re the way you like them, unfrosted.”
All three mares made faces at this.
“Oh, and Twilight Sparkle did not make him do it,” added Clover. “This is all Spike’s idea.”
Wonderful: Part 5Part Five: Private MarigoldWonderful: Part 5 by earwig888
Everypony in the train car looked at Pansy. She edged over close to the window, and tried to shrink into the corner between the bench seat and the wall.
“I suppose you all want me to take my turn now?” she wailed.
“Yes, please, Dearie,” said Cookie.
“You haven’t actually pick a life to show Quiz yet, have you?” asked Clover.
“Only because you won’t let me do the one I want! I want to do Miss Falling Star.”
“No, Pansy. We can’t show her the future,” said Clover. “Quiz and Star haven’t even met yet.”
“It would be a spoiler, Pansy,” said Cookie.
“But they’re so important to each other,” cried Pansy. “Star is Quiz’s first personal assistant.”
“Personal assistant?” asked Quiz. “Me?”
“Never mind, young filly,” said Clover, sternly. “Now sto
Wonderful: Part4Part Four: Weaver BirdWonderful: Part4 by earwig888
“There, there, Quiz,” soothed Pansy. “It didn’t happen. It was in another reality that never existed. Sunflower is fine.”
Quiz did not stir.
“Besides, you don’t believe in us,” Cookie pointed out. “It was an illusion created by illusions. That puts your friend two steps removed from real danger.”
“I don’t think that’s helping, Cookie,” said Pansy.
“Oh, surely Quizzical doesn’t actually believe the vision came from her subconscious,” said Clover. “You do trust your subconscious, don’t you, Quizzical?”
Quiz sat up and shoo
Wonderful: Part3WonderfulWonderful: Part3 by earwig888
Part Three: Sunflower
Quiz and Clover were in a corridor, watching a small green colt and a skinny, gray filly.
“You are forcing your spells,” said the filly. “Concentrate not on gathering magic to power the spell. Instead, focus on the result you desire. Your spell work will actually be better, with less effort.”
“Thank you, Miss,” said the grateful little colt being coached.
“Not ‘Miss.’ I am only a student, just like you. My name is Quiz.”
“My word,” said Quiz, as she watched herself. “I have not grown at all, have I?”
“Don’t worry about it, Quizzical,” said Clover. “Your slight frame is much sturdier than most ponies suspect. Now, do you recognize this place?”
The Puppy that Could FlyThe Puppy that Could Fly
One day I was walking in the street when a puppy ran up to me. The puppy barked and then rubbed against my legs. I smiled. "Hello puppy," I said, reaching down to pet its fluffy brown fur.
"You're cute." The puppy wagged its tail happily. "Arf!" he said. Then I asked the puppy if he had a home. He looked up at me sadly, and then I saw that he had no collar. So I scooped the
little creature up and carried him home.
Inside my house, I let the puppy down. He went, "Arf!" and then began to explore. He sniffed the floor and jumped up onto the couch and pawed the rug and inspected the lamp.
Then he leaped into the air and stayed.
My puppy could fly!
He flew all around the room and then he flew all around the room again, but the other way this time. Then he flew down into my arms and went, "Arf!" happily. I hugged him.
"You can fly!" He only smiled a doggy smile. And then I said, "How about I'll call you 'Fly'? How do you like that? It
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