Raindrops opened her eyes groggily, staring up at the pale blue ceiling of her bedroom. Almost instantly, she closed her eyes again. The eyes of the pegasus snapped open 5 seconds later. Raindrops desperately looked at the digital clock on her bedside table.
"Nine o'clock!" The yellow pegasus heaved her head off her pillow as quickly as she could. "I'm gonna be late!"
But still, Raindrops's body didn't move. She looked at the calendar that hung from her bedroom's door. It was Saturday. A sigh of relief came from the pegasus's mouth.
"Oh," Raindrops felt stupid. "It's my day off."
Most of Raindrop's day offs were spent sleeping. But for some reason, today she wanted to get up, perhaps it was because she had already opened her eyes.
She pulled herself out of bed with a single leap, and was soon heading down the staircase, towards her kitchen. Her kitchen was surprisingly immaculate, not to mention stylish. Rarity would give her precious sowing machine in exchange for Raindrops's house. The walls were a light shade of yellow, the curtains were a brilliant orange, and the cupboards were a deep brown. Inside the highest kitchen cabinet were sets of expensive teacups and cutlery, and directly below were the many food that Raindrops bought every week from The Three Horse-Shoes. Raindrops flew up to the closet with the cutlery in, carefully inspecting each of the dishes, before selecting a spotless white plate with purple flowers rimming the dish, with matching cutlery. She placed the items on her kitchen table.
'My hard work clearing the clouds certainly shows.'
Raindrops smiled as she put her two pancakes on her purple plate. She stared at the food for a few seconds, half of her not wanting to eat the pancakes; they looked too delicious to be eaten, but her appetite took over. The jasmine coloured pegasus tucked into her breakfast. Her taste and style may be good, but her eating manners certainly were not. Gobble gobble, crunch crunch. The pancakes were gone.
Raindrops flew lazily out of her house, eyes closed happily. There were a selection of fluffy white clouds in the blue sky. To Raindrops's surprise, all of the clouds were deserted. Not even Rainbow Dash, the laziest pony in Equestria, was on a cloud.
'Never mind,' Raindrops settled on a comfortable looking cloud. 'Maybe there's a problem in Everfree Forest and all the pegasi have gone to see.'
Even though Raindrops felt that she ought to help out, she was relaxed on the cloud. Rainbow would be able to sort it out. Raindrops sighed contentedly. Everything was certainly fine - for now, anyway.
Raindrops yawned and stood on her legs, poking one deliberately hard into the middle of the cloud. Unsurprisingly, she had slept. For how many hours? Raindrops had no clue. The pegasus withdrew her wet hoof. A small 'rain-pond' now replaced the former fluffy white cloud. Raindrops pushed a different cloud to the water filled one and lay on it. She dipped her snout into the cold water and lapped it up. Sighing, Raindrops tilted her head up to the sky, wanting to see the time. The sun was shining brightly: it was noon. Food time.
Stretching her wings to the limit, Raindrops jumped off the cloud, facing Ponyville. Ponyville was not as massive as Canterlot, but to Raindrops and the other citizens, the town was their life. Celestia's golden sun bathed Raindrops in warm light and a light breeze rippled through the pegasus's feathers. Raindrops relaxed her wings and landed gently on the road. The pegasus lifted her head, expecting to see the beautifully made houses that the unicorns, earth ponies, and some pegasi lived in.
Raindrops didn't see that.
She saw something entirely different.
The whole town was filthy. Raindrops had never known that. How come?
'Stupid work...I've been so caught up with my job in the sky that I never bothered to look at Ponyville.' Raindrops stamped her hooves in fustration.
Raindrops had the right to be fustrated, since the town certainly was dirty. Mud enveloped the majority of the houses, especially the town hall, but the ponies in Ponyville just trotted by, ignoring the fact that Ponyville was in ruins. Some of them did turn up and wrinkle their noses at the awful stench that came from the houses, but that was all they did. Nothing was going to be done.
Something needs to be done about that.' Raindrops thought, a plan coming into mind. An unusual smile appeared on her face. A small, sly smile; a smile that's mysterious, a smile you can never trust.
Raindrops wrote some figures down on a sheet of paper. She wasn't good at maths, but what could go wrong? She had a ruler, a pencil, a rubber, a calculator, and a book that Princess Celestia had written herself: The Royal Guide To Perfection: Mathematics. And how did Raindrops get hold of that, you say? She went to Twilight Sparkle, obviously.
"Perfect," Raindrops muttered to herself, standing back and admiring her work. "Pinkie Pie will probably put the water in and I can get some myself if she doesn't. My Rain Cannon will definitely clean up Ponyville. Everything will be nice and fresh!"
She grabbed the paper by her teeth and flew down to Ponyville to order her cannon. She didn't know if Pinkie Pie even took requests for cannons, but she probably would. Raindrops had seen Pinkie's party cannon and was convinced that her machine would be just as good and succesful as the bouncy pink earth pony's one, even if it did knock down quite a large chunk of her bits. She could always do chores for Rarity, after all. It didn't matter what Raindrops did...
"Raindrops, Raindrops!" the hectic crowd chanted.
Snap! Snap! The cameras took photos of the proud, jasmine coloured pegasus. In every single newspaper, Raindrop's name was mentioned.
Raindrops came out of her happy day dream as she felt a wing bang into her own. Looking sharply to the side, she saw Ditzy flying around in circles, cross-eyed. The pegasus immediately took to the grubby town below her, heading to Sugarcube Corner.