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// Pipsqueak and Silver Spoon: Little Drummer Colt V.1 
// Story: Hearts Warming Eve 
// by overlord-flinx 
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	"Did you need to hum that bar, Tinsel you clod?"

"I had to Cupid, or the song would've been flawed."

Cupid could not disagree, but continued down still; hoping to maker that the pegasi were lost in their thrill. Nearly the two had just been noticed, so for now they would have to hide in Ponyville, the village most closest. As they ducked down in alleyways and decorated streets they could not help but remark the sound of music, and its hypnotic beats.

"Do you hear what I hear, Cupid my chum?"

"I do indeed Tinsel, it sounds like a drum."

Together their heads poked to look around the bend, trying to see who or what had the music ascend.




It may have been dark that night, and rather cold, but to the two young ponies -at least one of them- it didn't bother them much. Pipsqueak's smile was as broad as ever as he looked to Silver Spoon, who had been very much clad in a heavy scarf, saddle, and hoof warmers. "Happy Hearth's Warmin' Eve, Spoon!"

"Is that what you dragged me out of bed for? To say that?" Silver Spoon looked less than impressed or even happy to see the colt before her.

"No' at all! Brought ya' out ta' sing you a song," his words were clear and sincere, to the point that Silver Spoon felt a light burn stretch across her cheeks.

"A... Song? For me?" she desperately tried to keep her uppity air, but found that it wouldn't hold very well.

"It's only one verse though, so--"

Silver Spoon hurriedly pushed a muffling hoof over Pip's mouth as she took a dry gulp. "Just... Just do it before I change my mind."

Pip needed no more invitation. The young colt took a few steps back and clicked a button on the small box he brought along with him. Second by second, the music picked up with a small but steady beat behind it.


Little Drummer Colt
By: Pipsqueak
Performed: Pipsqueak



Across the sea,
Hut tut ta ta ta,

Adventures for we,
Hut tut ta ta ta,

Lads and lasses ta' meet,
Hut tut ta ta ta,

There is no great'ah' treat,
Hut tut ta ta ta,
Tut ta ta ta,
Tut ta ta ta,

For this we win,
Hut tut ta ta ta,

So I do grin.


Pip quickly cut the recording of music with -well- a grin as he inched up to Silver Spoon. "So? How was it?"

Blushing under her thick scarf, Silver Spoon attempted to say something. "Uh... It uh... Sounded too unfinished."

"Just the firs' verse, just the firs'. When it's all done, do you want--"

"Yes," She snapped quickly.

"...Crackers!"