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Dashie23


I'm a brony, a gamer, a nerd and a Whovian.

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Holly Jingle, daughter of Carol and Chris Jingle and a new Cutie Mark Crusader, ends up with an injured and jobless father, an overworking mother, and an impossibility of even hoping to celebrate Hearth's Warming Eve. What can one filly do to fix her family's problems?

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Wonderful little fic, Dashie23, absolutely wonderful! :raritystarry: And now for some colorful commentary of my own. :rainbowwild:

Holly Jingle, a young unicorn, lived happily in a house with her father, Chris Jingle, and her mother Carol Jingle.

Everypony in town always thought that Chris was a weirdo since they couldn't for the life of them figure out what noun or adjective his name was supposed to be short for. :rainbowhuh:

The office was poorly insulated, so naturally, Chris was freezing cold. He shivered so much that he could barely write his calculations. He looked longingly at the furnace.

“Just long enough to finish this paper won’t hurt.” thought Chris, as he started the furnace.

Well, I'm sure that this will only end well and completely noneventfully. :twilightsmile:

However...

Oops. :rainbowderp:

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“Colts and fillies, there’s been an accident down at the Flim Flam Fun Factory! Come quickly!” Thunderlane said.

Come on kids, drop all your schoolwork and let's go see the fire way across town! :trollestia: I know Ponyville's a small town and all, but I just thought that was hilariously random (don't worry though, it worked out just fine story-wise).

I’m afraid your job is being terminated.

To your credit, you didn't exactly write the Flim Flam brothers as being unnecessarily jerky or anything. I mean, I'm pretty sure anyone would lose their job after burning down their place of business, accidental or otherwise.

Suddenly, as though Rudolph the Red- Nosed Zombie’s nose was glowing above her as a Hearth’s Warming themed lightbulb

Wait...

:rainbowderp:

:rainbowhuh:

:rainbowderp:

:rainbowhuh:

...what the buck? :rainbowhuh:

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Seriously, this needs to be a thing. I will pay good money for this to be a thing. :coolphoto:

“In fact, Mr. Jingle, I’m offering you the position of head financial advisor at my company, for almost ten times what Flim and Flam were paying you!” said Filthy Rich

Chris ended up burning down that business as well when he tried to adjust the air conditioning. From that point on, it was just assumed Chris was cursed, probably because of his name. :moustache:

Anyways, like I said, I really did enjoy this fic! It's a wonderful entry into the Poniverse contest and one of the best I've read so far. Thanks again for writing it, it most definitely warmed my heart. Have a Merry Christmas!!! :scootangel:

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