Happy Holidays all around, and within Equestria, warmth is abound. Music, laughs, and love.
Happy Holidays all around, and all around Equestria, warmth is abound. From Canterlot, to Trottingham, hearths are ablaze, done by the smallest of fillies and -yes- even the young lamb. As hearts and homes are warmed by the fire, we've brought in two reindeers with a story, for hire. Calm your mind and dream as a kid, as we hear a few stories from Tinsel and his partner Cupid.
NOT RHYMED: Short little one-shots lining as many pairings as I can think of. Each chapter starting with a rhyme by our two Reindeer hosts, Tinsel and Cupid.
Musical numbers in each chapter... Hopefully.
Happy Holidays to all, Merry Christmas, so on and so on.
Songs: Feliz Del Coraz�³n. Deck the Clouds. Little Drummer Colt 12 Days of Hearth Warming Walking in a Winter Ponyville Spikey-Wikey All I want for Hearth's Warm... Oh Warming Tree. Tinsel the one Branch Reindeer. Hark! The Alicorns do sing.
Pairings: Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash Pipsqueak and Silver Spoon Pipsqueak and Discord Twilight Sparkle and Spike Applejack and Rarity Rarity and Spike Cutie Mark Crusaders Luna and Celestia Octavia and Vinyl Scratch
The sky was a-twinkle with stars and light, reflecting off the snow so very white. Families and friends nestled in bed, cheerfully awaiting the days ahead. The streets were built decoratively with tinsel and wreath, kept as neat and tidy as a culinary sheath. But though the night sky had but begun to dim, to two passing fliers, they still had time to skim.
The two had no wings to keep them afloat; no magic, no voodoo, nothing to note. Yet somehow they stayed drifting in air, together looking like a peculiar pair.
First there was Tinsel; a male reindeer with a missing antler. Yet he flew divinely, better than any pony's canter. His coat was red and his eyes sparkled brown; among the common pony, he could've blended in town. Around his heft neck, he jingled small bells; not one dinging and remaining as silent as shells.
Beside him flew the adorable Cupid; her charm and sweetness unable to be disputed. Green was her coat and white was her belly, and her frame so petite it makes the colts go 'whoa nelly"! Fastened around her little green waist was a jingling set of bells, not one snapped in with haste.
And so there they were above, high in the Canterlot sky, when Tinsel looked to Cupid, speaking ever so shy. "Cupid, my friend."
"What is it Tinsel? My ear I shall lend."
"The Hearth's Warming Eve is drawing ever so too near..."
"Are you scared, my friend? There is nothing to fear."
Cupid tugged close against her red coated friend, making his worries sink and twist for a warming end. Tinsel had lost what it was he planned to say... So he cantered beside Cupid, as if trudging a sleigh.
To most, Heath's Warming Eve is a time for drinks and presents; to curl up by the fire and watching the pheasants. But to these two tiny deer, it meant so much more. Love, cherishing, and warmth galore! It was so excited to see each and every year; how ponies showed love, it could truly bring a tear. So -though they knew they should not- they snuck out together every year and hoped they wouldn't be caught.
Not a year went by that they hadn't seen something to mark, and this year promised even more of a spark. With all the trouble, chaos, and darkness that had run-amuck; families and friends and grown more bonded, more stuck. Elements of Harmony, the power of love; these promised good things, not a single one to be shoved.
But above all, what the two enjoyed most, was the chance to hear music sung by the ponies, taken over by the holiday ghost.
"In Equestria we say..." Twilight Sparkle gave the troop of fillies, colts, and one lone dragon to repeat the lesson she taught them.
"Happy Hearth's Warming!" They all chimed in rather happily.
"Good! And in South Equestria, they say..." Once more Twilight Sparkle led the group to answer what she taught them.
"Feliz Navidad!" Not one child missed a beat, making the older mare smile proudly.
"And Feliz Navidad means...?"
"Merry Christmas!"
"And how do we say 'Hearth's Warming' roughly in their language?"
"Calentamiento del corazón," that time around, each filly and colt stammered with their words, not used to the way of saying things.
"Right... Do you all remember the song I taught you?" she was answered by enthusiastic nods, "Good. Let's hear it." Twilight's horn twinkled with a spark of magic and began a record player off to the side to play the start of the song.
Note by note, the little ponies -and Spike- took a standing position and readied themselves. When that final break came, they all opened their mouths.
Feliz Del Corazón By: Twilight Sparkle Performed: Cutie Mark Crusaders, Spike, and Elementary School Ponies.
Faliz Navidad, Happy Hearth's W'rming, Feliz del corazón, Happy New Year and all the rest.
Faliz Navidad, Happy Hearth's W'rming, Feliz del corazón, Happy New Year and all the rest.
We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas, And a happy Hearth's Warm, We wanna bid you good year, In your hearths, and in your hearts!
We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas, And a happy Hearth's Warm, We wanna bid you good year, In your hearths, and in your hearts!
Faliz Navidad, Happy Hearth's W'rming, Feliz del corazón, Happy New Year and all the rest.
Faliz Navidad, Happy Hearth's W'rming, Feliz del corazón, Happy New Year and all the rest.
We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas, And a happy Hearth's Warm, We wanna bid you good year, In your hearths, and in your hearts!
We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas, And a happy Hearth's Warm, We wanna bid you good year, In your hearths, and in your hearts!
As Twilight cut the music, she gave the group a clap of her hooves in praise. "Well done everyone! That was fantastic! I'll see you all tomorrow for your next history lesson." A few of the kids groaned, but all seemed relatively excited and thankful for the lessons and musical after-praise.
With the class ended, colts and fillies ventured into the snow ridden night and back to their homes; each beyond excited for Hearth's Warming Eve that was just around the corner.
Out from the window that overlooked the safety of the library tree, our two little reindeer looked within, brimming with glee.
"Faliz Navidad, what a charming sort of words!"
"Though the song bothers me Tinsel, they did not sing for thirds."
"No, they didn't Cupid, old friend."
"I worry not, the holiday is far from an end!"
Laughing together, they took to the night; looking for anything more worthy of sight. Though the many were tucked away, ready for bed; the two knew that for some ponies, that couldn't be said. Eager as they were, they did not risk to be spotted; to do so would have their holiday terribly knotted. As it was code, set by their leader; "Not one of you is to bee seen, less I take you from your feeder".
"Twilight...?"
"Yes, Spike? What's wrong?"
Spike pointed to one of the windows looking out into the snowy night. "Did you see those reindeer?"
"Reindeer?" Twilight scoffed a small laugh before returning to work and leaving Spike to curiously look out at where he swore he saw two laughing deer.
From cloud to cloud, the two did dash; being careful not to be seen, never to be that rash. Cupid took point with Tinsel close in toe; embarrassment high in young Tinsel, as his sight remained low. Together they galloped their hooves against the clouds, not a step made to fail; as their eyes did set on the site of Cloudsdale.
"Cloudsdale, huh? The pegasi land?"
"Yes, dear Tinsel; isn't it grand?"
Between the two, they shared a nod, singling both to land by a little house's broad. The home was colourful, and so very unique. Small rainbow ponds formed outside, and tricking like a babbling creek. Tinsel moved in after a gesture from Cupid, a gesture that anyone would know means "move it". Move in he did, looking through a cloud crafted so tenuous, only to see inside a pair of pegasus'.
Inside Rainbow Dash's home, she and Fluttershy moved with varying graces as they decorated the living room. Each had their back to the other as Fluttershy hummed peacefully, tucking a decoration into the soft wall of the inner house. Rainbow Dash took a small look back as she held a box of ordainment in her legs, starting to smile herself as she recalled the tune.
Deck the Clouds By: Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy Performed: Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy
Deck the clouds with loads unmeasured, Fa la la la la, la la la la. It's the time we all so treasured, Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Fluttershy have a little snicker before hearing Rainbow Dash humming the next bar herself.
Gift you now a wondrous time, Fa la la, la la la, la la la. Sing we now with harmony's chime, Fa la la la la, la la la la.
See us darting through the sky, Fa la la la la, la la la la. A perfect duo, Dash and Shy, Fal la la la la, la la la la.
Celebrate with closest of friends, Fa la la, la la la, la la la. Let your fear drop and heart to cleanse, Fa la la la la, la la la la.
"Heh, still as good a singer as always, eh Fluttershy?" Rainbow Dash playfully pointed out as she finished placing a holiday banner to the wall.
Fluttershy at first didn't answer as she lived to her namesake by tucking her head down and sheepishly blushing. "The animals really enjoy singing..."
"That's nothing special. Everypony enjoys your music. It's -like- a universal law, or something."
Taking her head back up, Fluttershy let out a little laugh and nodded. "You have a good singing voice too."
"Me?" Rainbow Dash shot back, but didn't get an answer from Fluttershy as she once again went back to humming the last few bars of the song.
Sing a song for all the ages, Fa la la la la, la la la la. Even though it has no pages, Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Sing together, pegasi, Fa la la, la la la, la la la End this song with relief's sigh, Fa la la la la, la la la la
The two gave one another a pat on the back, sinking against the couch in the corner of the room, both chuckling over the random moment they had just shared. However, Rainbow Dash broke from it with a curious though. "Wait... Who was humming the last bar?"
Pipsqueak and Silver Spoon: Little Drummer Colt V.1
"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.
"That's right Cupid, it is a relationship none can sever."
Speaking with hushed tones, the two departed across the snow as white as bones. Few house lights still flickered life, but one house's lights cut to them like a knife. It had been the second time that library tree had caught their eye; for now there was a mare before it, one Pinkie Pie.
Shuffling down the winding steps of her inner-most house, Twilight went to her front door as she heard a knock at it. "At this late hour?" she thought as she sparked a little magic to open the front door.
As the door opened, Twilight was greeted by an overjoyed expression and a sudden burst of music.
I wish you a happy Hearth's Warm, I wish you a happy Hearth's Warm, I wish you a happy Hearth's Warm and super cool Eve, Great timing I have, for waking you up, Great timing for Hearth's Warm and a repeat of Eve.
"Pinkie, what are you--"
"Uh-uh-uh! Song's still going!" Twilight sighed and rested her head against the door frame with a tired smile.
Now, smile for me lil' Twilie, Now, smile for me lil' Twilie, Now, smile for me lil' Twilie or I'll raise up the song.
"Pinkie..."
"Not a big enough smile yet! Time for the next verse!"
"But--"
I won't go until you do it, I won't go until you do it, I won't go until you do it, you opened the door.
"Almost wish I didn't now..." Twilight chuckled softly, forming a nice smile for Pinkie.
"ALRIGHT! Now I'm gonna go get Applejack before she goes to bed!" Pinkie started to dart off, repeating her first verse as she faded into the cold night.
I wish you a happy Hearth's Warm, I wish you a happy Hearth's Warm, I wish you a happy Hearth's Warm and super cool Eve, Great timing I have, for waking you up, Great timing for Hearth's Warm and a repeat of Eve.
"Because it is late, and the fun cannot last. So let us both take to the sky and search for more charm."
"If that is what you wish Cupid, it can do us no harm."
Side to side, they checked for clearing; but what they saw was snow fall, leaves in the air, nothing for fearing. Their trip through the air didn't go for long, as they noticed a light from a barn glowing ever-so strong. With an exchange of glances the two made for the ground, being sure that as close as the came, they did not make a sound.
Inside Sweet Apple Acres' prized barn, both Rarity and Applejack were checking over a few blueprints outstretched on a table. "Really appreciate all the help yer' doin' fer' me, Rarity," Applejack stated with a tip of her hat as she continued to study the papers.
"Oh parish the thought," Rarity chuckled, "I am always happy to help set up the barn for your Hearth's Warming soiree."
"Soir-ay?" Applejack repeated that word once, scratching at her head with one of her hooves.
"Shindig," Rarity found herself correcting her wording with a little laugh.
The cowpony nodded her understanding and went back to looking over the blueprints, mentally mapping out what needed to go where. In the midst of their planning, Rarity lifted her head up and looked around a bit. "Seems a bit too quiet, don't you think?"
Applejack followed suit and looked around as well with a smile. "Heh, yeah. Mindin' if I put on some music?" After getting the go ahead from Rarity, Applejack went and picked up an old radio laying lazily against a bundle of hey.
After a little fiddling with the channel, the radio began to play a static filled song that both mares recognized. "Love this song..." Applejack said.
"As do I, it's such a classic..."
Winter Ponyville By: Applejack and Rarity Performed: Applejack and Rarity
Apples lay, in the snowfall, Tunin' out, winter's work call, Sure to be rare, Caught in the snare, Workin' in a winter Ponyville.
"Thought of those lyrics yourself?"
"Thinkin' you can do better?" Rarity smirked a bit at the challenge and cleared her throat.
Here we stay, mares together, Friends of kind, of a feather, Ignoring the storm, Keeping us warm, Staying in a winter Ponyville.
"'Ignorin' the storm'?"
Rarity have a shrug and a little red blush behind her cheeks. "I had thought of my second to last line, so I needed a word to rhyme it with."
"Well it sounded jus' right if ya' ask me," Applejack gave the unicorn a light nudge as they both laughed and continued to listen to the etching music.
For once the two did not say a word, but they did chuckle for the song that they heard. With this land now checked from their list, they took back to the sky, all sounds to be dismissed. Tinsel took point, trailing ahead of the verdant doe, leading the two to a castle with a glow.
"Canterlot Castle is your aim?"
"Yes Cupid, it is of the highest fame."
It was true that Cupid had not once seen the castle so close; and now the prospect of doing so -her curiosity arose. Circling around the ivory towers were many guards of ebony wings, obviously alert to intruders, thieves, or any such things. Cupid and Tinsel remained above, remaining close together, like a hoof to its glove. After some time they came upon a sight, though it was hard to make out with so very little light. But there was no mistaking even if their eyes at to wrinkle, there was clearly something below giving a twinkle.
Late into the night, Princess Luna was overlooking her city upon her balcony. She was careful to not make too much noise as in the room behind her, her older sister was nestling into a peaceful sleep. With a little glance back, she made a small, warm smile across her dark face. "Rest well, mine dear sister... As thee used to wish thy own restful slumber..." she whispered partly to herself.
Silent night, all of this night, Darkness entwine, tucked in tight, Sweet an' gentle kin of mine, For you the stars all align, Slumber in your lasting peace, slumber in your lasting peace.
Silent night, all of your nights, Dream ye' now, light of lights, My love for you outstretches this land, Lords and Ladies will praise thy name, Lun', the princess is born, Celestia, my cherished one.
Slowly, Luna crept over to her resting sister and gently tapped her lips against her cheek. "Joyous Hearth's Warming... Sister of mine..."
"Though Tinsel, I admit the night begins to wane me..."
"Bare with, Cupid, let us look for one more thing to see..."
Tinsel guided Cupid a bit away from the tower hoping that his partner would join in a scour. After a moment Cupid agreed, taking course behind Tinsel in his charging lead. From the summit of Canterlot the two descended below; an odd looking match, a deer missing an antler and a green doe. Nearing the village of Ponyville they found something quite silly. Down bellow, around a single tree of pine was a collection filly.
"Y'all ready?" Applebloom looked between her 'galpals' for a second.
Sweetie Belle nodded, bopping the well knitted hat she wore in the process. Scootaloo followed in, her scarf flapping in the cold wind. "A'right! Let's go!"
"Cutie Mark Crusader Tree Handlers!"
O Warming Tree By: Cutie Mark Crusaders Performed: Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, and Applebloom
First, Applebloom stepped forward with an axe clenched between her teeth, staggering a bit at each step as she made way to the tree. Mustering her strength, she sliced the axe into the hip of the tree and left it there as she turned herself around. Bit by bit, she began to buck the head of the axe into the tree, trying to inch it through.
O Warmin' Tree! O Warmin' Tree! Yer' bark will concede; O Warmin' Tree! O Warmin' Tree! Yer' bark will concede; Really hard to cut you down, But this here won't make me frown. O Warmin' Tree! O Warmin' Tree! Yer' bark will concede!
With a final grunt and push of her hind legs, the axe slipped out of the tree and sent the tree toppling over to one side. "WOHO! It worked! Scootaloo, yer' up!"
Scootaloo circled around the tree for a second, eyeing it up before hooking her scarf around the trunk of it and started to pull it off down the hill.
O Warming Tree! O Warming Tree! You sure are real heavy; O Warming Tree! O Warming Tree! You sure are real heavy; No matter how heavy it is, I'll pull it true and get to bus'. O Warming Tree! O Warming Tree! You sure are real heavy!
Scootaloo continued to pull the rather small tree with some strain, but managed to get it down far enough to where Sweetie Belle had been waiting. "Alright... Your turn Sweetie..." Scootaloo panted, unhooking her scarf from the tree and falling down into the surprisingly soft snow.
Sweetie Belle did a quick look over the tree as she mapped out where she was going to put the ordainment, tinsel, and alike she 'borrowed' from her sister.
O Warming Tree! O Warming Tree! I'll make you look so pretty; O Warming Tree! O Warming Tree! I'll make you look so pretty; From trunk to tip' glisten, lights, Why did I bring these tights? O Warming Tree! O Warming Tree! I'll make you look so pretty!
"A common result from rummaging through the provincial."
"Tonight we've seen so many wonders..."
"But the time had to come where anyone slumbers."
"Before I drift off to sleep and all of it's glory--"
"I assume, Cupid, that you want a holiday bedtime story?"
Cupid did so nod, and Tinsel led her down. There was no chance he would send cute Cupid to bed with a frown...
"Believe this for truth or folly--"
"I do not care, just make it to be jolly."
Flurry The Snowmare By: Bookworm24 Editing: Overlord-Flinx Performed: Tinsel
Flurry the snowmare was a happy smiling soul, With a mane of yarn and a mop-end tail, And two eyes made out o' coal!
Flurry the snowmare was a fairy tale they say, She was made of snow but the foals all know how she came to life that day, There must have been some magic in that old silk scarf they found, For when they placed it 'round her neck she began to prance around!
O! Flurry the snowmare was alive as she could be, And the foals all say she could laugh and play just the same as you and me, Trottety trot trot, Trottety trot trot, Look at Flurry go; Trottety trot trot, Trottety trot trot, Over the hills of snow;
Flurry the snowmare knew the sun was hot that day, So she said "Let's run, And we'll have some fun, Now before I melt away", Down to the village with the foals all at her side, Trotting here and there, All around the square, Saying "Hop on for a ride"; She ran on down the streets of town right to the corner shop, And they only paused a moment when the owner hollered "Stop!";
For Flurry the snowmare had to hurry on her way, But she waved goodbye saying "Don't you cry I'll come back again some day";
Hearth's Warming Eve was just upon them all; ponies, griffons, short and tall. As snow descended from sky, it brought the young ones to spry. And now freshly awakened in the new day's activity, both Cupid and Tinsel watched Ponyville closely in their holiday festivity. For in this time await for so long, it was not uncommon to hear all of Equestria join in song.
On the first day of Hearth Warm, My mare pal gave to me a star to top off the tree!
On the second day of Hearth Warm, My teacher gave to me Two books of spells! And a star to top off the tree!
On the third day of Hearth Warm, My Spikey gave gave to me Three flawless gems! Two books of spells! And a star to top off the tree!
On the fourth day of Hearth Warm, My big sister gave to me Four Crusader capes! Three flawless gems! Two books of spells! And a star looking kinda crooked!
On the fifth day of Hearth Warm, my great friends have to me five gallons of 'nog! Mmmm... 'Noggy! Four Crusader capes! Three flawless gems! Two books of spells! And a--Yeah... Yeah it's definitely crooked...
On the sixth day of Hearth Warm, my sister gifted upon me Six robes a' splendour, Five gallons of 'nog! Still 'noggy! Four Crusader capes! Three flawless gems! This one's on Divinatory! And a star that's gonna fall!
On the seventh day of Hearth Warm, my princess gave ta' me Seven bags of gold! Six robes a' splendour! Five gallons of 'nog! Plenty to share! Four Crusader capes! Amethyst, ruby-- Two books of spells! And a tree that needs some tying down!
On the eighth day of Hearth Warm, My youngin's gave to me Eight work-less days! Seven bags of gold! Six robes a' splendour! Five gallons of 'nog! Now it's just four! Four Crusader capes! Did you just cut me--? Two books of spells! And a tree with no balance at all!
On the ninth day of Hearth Warm, Mi Amora gave to me Nine new forms of love! Eight---zzzz... What do I do with a bag o'gold? Well made as well! Four gallons of 'nog!HICK! I wonder how the tree's doing. That's simply ru--! Two books of spells! Fluttershy, that star is threatening the structure!
On the tenth day of Hearth Warm, My room-mate gave to me Ten pages of music! Not enough hours in the night! Zzzz... What's the exchange rate? Six robes a' splendour! T-Three gallons of 'nug~~! Gotta send one to Babs still. Three flawless gems! This one's on Talismanic! And a--Derpy, get away from that tree!
On the eleventh day of Hearth Warm, my students gave to me Eleven apples shined! Ten pages of music! Nine new forms of love! W-Wha? We're still singin'? Seven bags of gold! Six robes a' splendour! Twoooo bottles of milk on the wall~~! Four Crusader capes! Three flawless gems! Two books of spells! Derpy! Derpy no! Not towards town hall!
On the twelfth day of Hearth Warm, My subjects gave to me Twelve months, all perfect! Eleven apples shined! Ten pages of music! Nine new forms of love! Eight work-less days! Seven bags of gold! Six robes a' splendour! Hey! Who stole my 'nog!? Berry Punch? Four Crusader capes! Three flawless gems! Two books of spells! And a star placed atop the hall!
"I would Cupid, but I am indeed sorry for their tree."
The Hearth Warming day had just begun, signalled for true by the risen sun. Together Cupid and Tinsel remained perched atop a roof; still trying their best to remain unseen and aloof. But as they remained there, something caught Tinsel's eye. It was only for a second, but he swore he saw something red go whizzing by.
Bits of snow whipped up into the air as the massive stallion pulled the red sleigh behind him, the joyful laughter of a little filly coursing him along. "Faster Mac!" Apple Bloom's bow flapped wildly in the wind as Big Mac continued to plow through the falling snow and the already set mounds.
Trotting Hooves By: Apple Bloom Performed: Apple Bloom (Big Mac)
Dashin' through the snow In a sleigh pulled by my bro Through the town we go Cheerin' 'im all the way (Eeeeyup) Passin' fillies here Wavin' at critters there Seein' all the ponies disappear On a --err...
Oh, trotting hooves, trotting hooves Trotting with no miss There can't be much better Then pullin' long my sis (Aw) Trotting hooves, trotting hooves Oh, shoutin' lots'a joy We're nearin' home but that's ok Waitin' on your brand new toy. (Eeeyup!)
Spike and Twilight Sparkle: Winter Wonderland v. 2.
"Do not be too hasty, Tinsel, what of the love between mother and son?"
Tinsel followed Cupid's watchful gaze, abundantly sure that if Cupid saw it, it was worth an appraise. To the male's mild surprise, he saw a pair of purple creatures with his eyes.
Spike followed close behind Twilight, being careful as to not drop the satchel of books he was charged with into the wet snow. "Hearth Warming Day; it's even more amazing outside of Canterlot, don't you think?" Twilight looked to Spike for an answer.
She received her answer with a small grunt followed by a nod as Spike shivered at each snow covered step he took. This was hint enough as well as reason enough for Twilight to use her magic to pick Spike up and set him down onto her back. "I'll take care of the walking, Spike. Just be careful with the books," they both gave small laughs before Twilight continued their travel across the snow covered way.
Winter Ponyville By: Spike and Twilight Performed: Spike and Twilight
In the snow my claws get a' frozen, Probably gonna curl up by the fire,
"You know Spike, lyrics don't always have to rhyme."
"They don't? Prove it."
Lyrics without rhyme are okay, Music teachers may so 'now way', But you can do it If you really try,
"Doesn't 'okay' rhyme with 'way'?"
Twilight pondered for a moment before groaning and shaking her head. "I'll think of an example later... I can't think of this on the fly."
While Tinsel and Cupid remained under the town's spell, they did not notice a little young colt darting to where a good friend dwell. Across the fields, over some hills, and over a few hedge; young Pip continued to race through Canterlot, eager to keep to his pledge. His eyes could not help but set to Canterlot castle and bring to him thoughts of his idol; one such mare with an exceptional title. But to see her would be his final reward. For at this moment, he was late to seeing Discord.
Check left... Check right... Scurry, scurry, scurry! Pipsqueak hugged close against the blistering cold ground as he continued to sneak through the Canterlot Garden. Many saw this sneaking colt garbed in a thick green scarf, but didn't say anything of it. He seemed to be in the belief that he was being sly as he made large dents in the snow-bed. Over some time of turning around corners and checking his corners, he finally made it. Before him was a stunned statue with a shocked expression. Pipsqueak smiled warmly and placed a radio down onto the snowy ground and adjusted his scarf. "Happy Hearth Warmin', Cap'n!"
The statue -obviously- didn't make a sound. "...Won't hold ya for more than a smidge. Just wanted ta wish ya a happy one and run my newest lyrics by me cap'n! Ready? Here we go..."
"Verse two, alright..." Pipsqueak made an effort to cough into his hoof before starting.
Colts an' fillies, Hut tut ta ta ta,
Alone, we are not, Hut tut ta ta ta,
What is a king with no crown? Hut tut ta ta ta,
The same a queen with no gown, Hut tut ta ta ta, Tut ta ta ta, Tut ta ta ta,
Quickly, Pipsqueak slid his scarf off and staggered up Discord's stone body. Able to reach his head with a crane of his own neck, he wrapped the green scarf around Discord's head with a smile. The little colt gave the statue a little nuzzle on the cheek before finishing.
So I craft you one, Hut tut ta ta.
Hopping back down, Pipsqueak took the radio's handle back into his mouth and went back to sneaking, neglecting to turn the music off as he wormed around the winding hedge.
Once more as Cupid and company wondered the white tops of roofs, with them small little taps against the wood with their hooves; they did not look into a boutique that had just turned to close. One would ask why? And most would know that at this time of the day, work there slows. Even more-so than usual for one who works with such severity; but today, only one thing swam through the mind of pretty Rarity.
A charmed broom swept around the already cleaned floor of the shop and Rarity looked out the nearest window with a longing stare. Her bright eyes remained glued as if entranced to the one known library in all of Ponyville. As she looked, she noticed Twilight heading through the snow covered roads towards her house; Spike clinging tightly to her back and holding a bag. Rarity couldn't help but sigh, fogging up her window as her expression softened.
Spikey-Wikey, just spend a little Warming here, with me, You've been a dreadful good drake, Spikey-Wikey, So hurry to the boutique today,
Spikey-Wikey, don't mean to be so greedy here, it's true, I can wait my turn darlin', Spikey-Wikey, just please don't leave me waiting today,
I think of all the times we've shared, I think of all the times we have been paired, This year you've been so very sweet, Don't you think I really cared?
DING!
The front door of the store opened to the surprise of Rarity who cut her tone and cleared her throat before turning to meet the guest. "I'm sorry, but we're closed for the holiday. Could you--" her words stopped as she recognized the small dragon standing in the doorway, "Spike! Come in, come in!"
"Huh? Are you sure? You said--"
"Closed for the holidays be perished! You are very well family along with Twilight. I'm always open to invite you, Spikey."
Finally the two reindeer watchers picked back to their game; eagerly returning to searches for holiday flame. Ponyville with spry with life and motion; ever so clear of everypony's holiday devotion. But as they scanned through what the town brought, they're attentions were drawn to the road with a beckoning trot.
One of Canterlot's chariots pulled by two of the royal guards was led through the road leading to Ponyville. Both Princess Celestia and Princess Luna were settled calmly in the clutch of the chariot, a throw-blanket cloaking over them in contrast to the cold air. Luna looked drained, her face drooping and her eyes straining to remain open as she rested her head against her older sister's side. "My sister... Why must we be out and about?" Luna's groggy tone still held a bit of regality; fading none the less.
"It's Hearth Warming Day, Luna. It's a wonderful day to be all around town and see how everypony is spending their time with friends, family--"
Luna abruptly cut in on Celestia's words, shaking her head a bit to ward off slumber a bit more. "I understand -your- purpose, sister... But why must -I- be about when I would find the comforting of slumber more alluring...?"
At first, Celestia didn't answer, her eyes looking about before twinkling a bit as she spotted something. "Hold here for a minute, guards," the guards pulling her around didn't hesitate a moment as she stomped to a halt.
"Sister?"
Celestia once more didn't answer right away. Instead, she moved out from the cover of her chariot and blanket in exchange of a small store that had a pianist sitting before a piano. Luna curiously followed her sister, noticing the two gaining very awestruck looks as they ventured into the small store. Celestia gave the pianist a little nod and smiled very warmly as Luna continued to look at her sister curiously. "My good stallion, would you mind playing me a little song on your piano?"
The pianist pony couldn't muster any words, just a nod to the tall princess. Celestia gave a lean down and whispered something in his ear, prompting him to spark his horn and start the keys of the piano to click and play.
Hark the alicorns so sing, "Gifted from our flawless king, No longer shall we distress, For now we have our princess" Blessed now, a filly cries, Hallowed moon is soon to rise, All Equestria sing thy name: "O' our Luna, young and tame".
Crowns and gowns we do adorn, Small of wings and little horn, Gather 'round, all who hear, This proclaimed by no seer, Wrapped in clothes and bathed in light, She arises with the night, Yonder princess has a grin, Honored now, a young kin. Hark! My sister I do degree, Please end now, thou embarrass me.
Vinyl Scratch and Octavia: All I want for Christmas...
"Agreed Cupid, it's not something that can be kept down."
"But a revelation comes to me, Tinsel my boy."
"A revelation, Cupid? This I will enjoy."
"We've been through Canterlot, Ponyville, and all between..."
"Yes indeed, and so much has been seen."
"Perhaps so Tinsel, but I am not so sure."
"Then perhaps we should continue our tour."
Tinsel gestured the green Cupid to follow behind. Cupid did so follow, with a kick of her hind. She felt it amiss, that something was wrong; that was when her eyes were drawn to a throng...
Ponies collected around this gathering mass, drawn in by the infectious music coming from the center. Those to the back couldn't see, but it was hard to mistake the music of that song. In the very center, Vinyl Scratch bobbed her head slowly to the rhythm coming from her boom-box. Her smile was as broad as ever as puffs if child breath escaped between her teeth. "Alright, this one goes out to the bow tie wearing mare that's shielding her face in the crowd!" when Vinyl said that, Octavia lowered her head even more so, using one hoof to cover her tie.
There's not a lot I want for Hearth's Warm, My list is pretty cleaned, That's because I beat the shopping swarm, Yeah, I'm a total shopping fiend, But toys and gifts aside, She's looking at me like I'm snide, You all know just who, All I want for Hearth's Warm is...
With a magical pull from the crowd, Octavia found herself plopped next to Vinyl.
You!
"Vinyl..." Octavia started to growl.
"Take it away Tavi!"
Octavia was about to leave, but saw everyponies eyes set on her. With a sigh, she cleared her throat.
I don't want a lot for Hearth's Warm,(WOO!) But there is one thing I need,(What's that?) It is not material in any form,(No?) Just one simple easy deed,(A house?) It's not too hard to ask for, Each and every year, Only one mare can get it, And that mare sadly isn't me, Though she annoys me to no end, Time between is what I like to spend, Hard to say but true, All I want for Hearth's Warm...
Though it wasn't with magic, Vinyl Scratch started to twirl at the tug of Octavia before being caught into a dip and looking up at Octavia holding her.
Around Rarity's shop, Rarity herself was frantically but with poise fixed up little messes while Spike sat off to the side watching. "Rarity... If you're busy..."
"Busy? No, silly," Rarity hurriedly assured her guest while her horn's magic guided clusters of fabrics away into neat piles. "I'm just... sprucing up a bit. Ghastly mess, am I wrong?"
Spike showed a sign that his uncertainty had left with that comment and he nodded. "I guess... But it's an organized mess. Like Twilight and her books."
"Yes, Twilight..." a few more fabrics fell into place as Rarity glanced back at Spike curiously. "How is she? I saw the two of you coming home from -shopping was it?"
"It wasn't really shopping, just a pick up of some books about how to make a proper tree..." Spike fell silent for a moment, pondering a bit before speaking up after noticing something. "Rarity?"
"Yes Spike?"
"Do you hear that music?"
Sure enough, when Rarity offered a careful ear she could hear a faint jingle she remembered far too well. "Oh! I love this song! Do you mind if I sing a little?" Spike shook his head without a second's wait.
Though the story carries on with tale after tale, perhaps it would serve best if we tell a little of the story's male. Tinsel the Reindeer, a very unremarkable one; but while all reindeer have two antlers, his right side has none. For an elk, a deer, or even a moose, this is hardly an issue; but for a reindeer, there is no excuse.
Earth ponies are gifted with strength, pegasi with weather control and flight, and unicorn with magical delights. But reindeer are a peculiar sort. Because when it came to natural gifts, they came up a bit short. Their antlers produce flakes of magic that flows through their bones. As the flakes drop from their velvet, they can produce flight of their own. How do the females fly? A tale for another time.
So let me tell you this story now. A story of Tinsel, and his life long vow.
You know Dasher, the brazen youth of the clan.
Prancer, a jovial jokester like him is hard to find.
Vixen, a fair contender for most alluring of her kind.
You know Dancer, a reindeer who is strangely obsessed with her tan.
You know Comet, the star and most elite of the lot.
You know Cupid, the most beautiful and perhaps hot.
Donner, a strict hard case that demands order.
Blitzen, the oldest and most modest - and fan of the recorder.
That leaves but one deer left if I am not wrong... Why not tell him in the form of a song?
Tinsel, the one branch reindeer, Had a very tottered head. And if you ever saw it, You'd think it was filled with lead.
All of his reindeer partners, Tried to find a cure. They couldn't help poor Tinsel, His antler was gone for sure.
It all came that Hearth's Warm Eve, When Blitzen had to ask: "Tinsel with your rack locked in cup, Why did you have to saw it up?"
Now all the other reindeer, Work on ways to help him fly, Tinsel the one branch reindeer, I have to ask why.
If Tinsel had only waited a moment more, we could have prevented his gore. But no, Tinsel felt it was his only way... Sawing off his own antler, what can I say?
Trixie and Twilight: God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen Prt. 1
Looking to that youthful kind face, Tinsel was unable to remain angry in this case. So he smiled a bit and offered a hoof. Cupid took hold and they went to the roof. Upon an overlook of the mass, there was no possible way a story would pass. But should they have acted sooner, they would have caught sight of a mare with a hat a' lunar.
With purpose each labored step Trixie took towards the library was delayed but timely. She snarled a bit as she allowed her rage to keep her mind away from the blistering cold. Her hooves found some relief once they touched a more shallow mound of snow due to the cover of the tree branches above. With a fix of her hat and cloak, Trixie proceeded to knock on Twilight Sparkle's door. Timely as Twilight was, she opened her door with a glisten of her magic to be greeted by her guest. "Trixie? I thought you went back to Las Pegasus?" Twilight remarked with a usual polite tone of voice.
"I did, Twilight Sparkle! I did... But I have now returned with a desired challenge for you!"
"A challenge? What kind...?"
In answer to her question, a music box appeared beside Trixie with a blue-ish burst of magic and started to play a thundering piece of music.
Harmony ye Gentlecolts
By: Trixie
Performed: Trixie
Harmony, ye Gentlecolts, I wont burst out a spell, Unlike last I came, New manner for our quell. To use my voice with all my wile, Twilight's tune is to knell, O kneeling to your own fall, To your own fall, O kneeling to your own fall.
The music suddenly clicked off and Trixie made the box disappear. "You have been challenged. I will return in two hours for your response..."
Chrysalis: It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas V.1.
Hearth Warming warms the deepest reaches of any living heart. But to some, the cheer takes some time to start. For a wicked heart that is as cold as ice, the joy of the holiday perhaps must come twice. A perfect example in this vast land so adored, is none other than the queen of the changeling horde.
Dank and dreary as ever, the Changeling palace hall had a gathered selection of the queen's subjects. Their thick, blue eyes watched obediently to their mighty queen as she fluttered before them in her true form. Not one spoke, not one dared to do anything so foolish before their queen spoke. Soon, their ears rose at the sound of their queen's clacking voice. "As queen of the changeling horde... I have come to a decision over our participation in this year's Hearth Warming celebration in Equestria..." her subjects said and did nothing in response, "On this holiday, Celestia outstretches every year the olive branch of peace... If only for the one day. I've decided we will accept this year; if for nothing else but to draws an easy meal from the ponies..." the horde fluttered their wings and gave little cackles of their mandibles.
"However... We are not creatures that will come to a celebration with empty hooves. Let us strike a blow against Canterlot in the form of a gift they will never forget..." it was at that that the select collection of changelings figured out why they were there, and acted on it.
Each one presented a musical instrument and looked at their queen. "Start at the beginning, we're to go for one verse to prepare..."
It's Beginning To Look Like Hearth's Warm By: The Changelings Performed: Chrysalis
It's beginning to look like Hearth's Warm, No matter where I go; Listen to all the ponies chant, to tune it out I simply can't, With their carols and songs on an endless flow.
It's beginning to look like Hearth's Warm, Gifts given around; Contrary to what you think, my plan is without a chink, Not a lie to be found.
Chrysalis signed for them to stop as she began to smirk devilishly. "It's the perfect plan..."
Spike remained ridged and still. Not an ounce of him threatening to move in this very fortunate but surreal moment. Rarity though just looked at the dragon for a moment with fluttering eyes from time to time in the middle of the silence. "Do you... Have anything to say, Spike?"
"I..." Spike scratched his scaled neck, "I don't know how to... put it into words."
"Really?" Rarity's horn twinkled and flipped her radio back on while offering Spike a smile. "Why not sing it then?"
It may be easier to put it into song Spike thought as he slid off from his sitting and listened for the beat before starting.
Spikey-Wikey By: Rarity and Spike Performed: Rarity and Spike
I don't know how to take all this, With my gut doing a crazy flip, I really want to believe it's true, Tell me I have a realistic grip.
Heh heh hm heh.
Spikey-Wikey, no need to worry over a thing, sweetie, Just take the day as it is, Spikey-Wikey, so let's celebrate this Warming tonight,
Let's celebrate this Warming tonight?
Let's celebrate this Warming tonight.
"Will you, Spike?" Rarity asked with a deep hope coming out between each word.
Spike only nodded and gave Rarity a warm hug around her neck. "Happy Hearth's Warming, Rarity..."
"Happy Hearth's Warming, Spikey-Wikey..."
"...Rarity?"
"Yes, Spike?"
"What's that green stuff above us?"
"Cupid, why?!"
"The tension was to make me die!"
Apple Bloom and Diamond Tiara: Santa Claus is Coming Prt. 1.
"Cupid, old friend. Your heart is in the right place..."
"Yet I must give all ponies space..."
"Do not sound so dreary..."
"Tinsel, I'm sorry. "
"What we need is a timely chuckle."
"I see something now... Set your belt to buckle." Cupid for a change led Tinsel down to the snow coated ground. They curved around the corner quietly, looking for fun to be found.
Diamond Tiara cleaned the sleep from her eyes with a grumble. The pounding at her door would not give rest, even as she stumbled down the stairs with her ratty morning mane. "This had better be important...!" She swore when she opened the door to her house.
What waited for her in the cold winter morning was Apple Bloom standing on her front porch. Right when they looked at one another, Apple Bloom took in a long, overdrawn breath.
Santa Hooves By: Cutie Mark Crusaders Performed: Apple Bloom
You'd better not--
SLAM!
"Aww. Come on Diamond!" Apple Bloom knocked on her door once more.
None of the three moved. Cupid and Tinsel looked as if they were caught in headlights while Apple Bloom just looked up at the two of them. Apple Bloom looked at them with a tilted expression, looking into their shocked faces. "Were you two followin' me?" She asked.
"What do we do Cupid? We have been found out!" Tinsel whispered to his partner.
"It is but one filly, Tinsel. No one will believe this sprout." Cupid tried to reason the two of them down.
"Apple Bloom? Who're these two?" From around the corner, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle rounded out the group and joined Apple Bloom in looking at the reindeer.
"Don' know... Thinkin' their reindeer, maybe?" Apple Bloom thought aloud.
As the three fillies went into theories and thoughts about the two strangers they were looking at, the reindeer looked at one another fearfully. "Cupid... We are in trouble..."
"Trouble? Donner will have us ground into rubble!"
Around the chime of Hearth's final pass, we hark our voices for the songs of last. They hold no purpose, rhyme, or reason; but what better time to do it then this holiday season? We ask you now to sit and settle, and to tune your ears to this holiday's last level.
By: Tinsel and Cupid. Performed: Tinsel and Cupid.
See our story is real lengthy, But without the season seems so empty, That's why we tell you and show, So you know! So you know! So you know!
Every year there's so much love, Snug and warm like a glove, So why not give it a chance to grow? So they know! So they know! So they know!
There are lots of ponies still out an' about, It's the cause of this most treasured season. That's why there can be no doubt, Can you really have a better reason?
We'll take you along for our ride, So stick close at our side, We need to keep real low, Now you know! Now you know! Now you know!
Sweetie Belle and Silver Spoon: Santa Claus is Coming Prt. 2
In the still wee hours of the morning, Silver Spoon stirred in her bed. She heard a light but sleep disturbing knock at her door, but was reluctant to even bother with it. It was bad enough she stayed out later listening to Pipsqueak's song, but she was not in the mood to wake up for whoever was knocking. But, it was a knocking that refused to go away. Fuming, but without the strength to really get into the anger, Silver Spoon slipped out of bed and moved through her quiet home to the front door. "It had better not be one of those door-to-door donation collectors..." She mumbled to herself.
The knocking kept coming and coming as Silver Spoon reached the door. She slowly worked the knob of the front door and moved it open, ready to see whoever was bothering her this morning. When she did open it, the sight of Sweetie Belle dressed in thick coating and earmuffs welcomed her.
Santa Hooves By: Cutie Mark Crusaders Performed: Apple Bloom
You'd better not--
SLAM!
"Silver Spoon!" Silver Spoon heard Sweetie Belle whine from behind the slammed door.
For a moment, Silver Spoon held her breath, thinking about her next action. Beyond her own tired resolve, she reopened the door and gave Sweetie Belle a tired look. "...One verse..."
Sweetie Belle brightened up and cleared her throat, ready to continue her song.
You'd better wash up,
"I think it's watch..."
You'd better not fly,
"Good, because I can't..."
You'd better not drought,
"What?"
I'm telling you why,
"I couldn't if I tried..."
Santa Hooves is coming to town,
"Is he?"
Santa Hooves is coming to town,
"You said that..."
Santa Hooves is coming to town.
"I think I've heard that..." Sure enough, Sweetie Belle stopped singing and smiled at Silver Soon, "...Are you done?"
"Mhm!"
"Great..." SLAM!
"That seemed rather rude..."
"It's to be expected from ones who feud."
"But Cupid, it was a lovely song."
"It was Tinsel, though not so frightfully long."
"Maybe enemies can be friendly this time of year..."
"Perhaps so Tinsel, this I do not fear."
Sunset Shimmer and Twilight Sparkle: Carol of the Bells
"It may be a surprise, oh friend Tinsel. But Equestria is not the only one who rejoices."
"Is that true Cupid? What in the world are the other choices?"
"No-No, Tinsel. Not of 'the world'. Listen to the mirror, and you will hear."
"Hear through the mirror?" Tinsel was... Interested. The reindeer put his year to a nearby reflecting piece of ice, trying to listen.
"Not like that, Tinsel, silly old deer," Cupid took told of Tinsel and led him away, closer to a familiar library carved from a tree, "Listen, listen. You have to listen here."
Faintly, within the home of Twilight Sparkle, the unicorn swept through her collection of books laying strewn across the room. Amidst her work, she noticed a mirror hanging under her stairs. Looking at it, it reminded her of a special pony that lived beyond the mirror. She sighed and looked away from it, trying to forget the notion entirely. However, when she looked away, she started to hear a rather slow songs starting to reverberate through her house. It didn't take her long to trace the sound back to the mirror that was now jiggling about and projecting the sound itself.
Suddenly, from the mirror, the image of a yellow mare took form in the reflection, startling Twilight Sparkle. However, the reflection didn't say a word... Instead, the music started to pick up and the mare smiled. Hearing the song clearer now, Twilight also started to smile.
Magic Duet By: Twilight and Sunset. Performed: Twilight and Sunset.
Well! Hello Shim, And to you Twilight Spark,[/i] How long's the stay? A single day, Christmas is here, what's Christmas dear? A human day, Why didn't you say? Ho-ho-ho-ho, You dare call me ho! It's a saying, when caroling, Oh, I see now, sorry to yell, I'm sorry too, that's nothing new, Gah! I've gotta run, you've gotta run? I have to see someone really really soon,
Oh that's fine, let's just finish this line, If that must be done, let's have your fun, Happy, happy, happy, happy, happy Hearths Warm, Happy, happy, happy, happy, happy Hearths Warm.
"The years roll by, Tinsel, but it's always the same."
"The snow may fall and melt away, but it will never extinguish the flame."
"Never once, Tinsel, not this year or the next."
"As the years go by, Cupid, it never loses its effects!"
"Effects, Tinsel? What ever could be so strong?"
"You know too well Cupid. It's the ever present song."
"The song of hope? The song of love?"
"The song of joy. The song that dreams are made of."
"I hear it now, Tinsel. I hear it so true!"
"I hear it too, Cupid. To my heart, it's gone through."
The two reindeer looked out over the vast land of Equestria, the lights of the season brightening it even against the dark cold of the night. And even more-so, what made it shine more was of course the warm hearts that joined together in so many passing songs.
Prince Blueblood: I'm getting Nothing for Christmas. (By Bookworm24)
"Tinsel, my friend, did you know Hearth's Warm was a day to be feared?"
"A day to be feared? Cupid, how can you be so mis-steered?"
"I am not mis-steered, Tinsel. Look there!"
"Look there? I don't know where..."
"Upon the hill into the castle, where the royals are inside!"
"All the way in there? What a hassle..."
Together they flew, majestic and swift, to see what would make Cupid declare such a thing. Into the window and around the walls, inside Canterlot castle, they did find them all. Mares and stallions alike, all dressed in classy garbs, and three special ponies standing before the mass. One was Celestia, Princess of Day, the other was Luna, Ruler of Night. Yet between the two was a shamed young stallion, head hung low and eyes cast away.
"My nephew would like to say something to all of you, wouldn't you?" Celestia shot a deathly glare to her estranged nephew Blueblood, making him flinch.
The entire staff of Canterlot castle waited calmly for the 'dear prince' to say what it is his aunts were making him go through.
By: Prince Blueblood (coerced by: Celestia and Luna)
Performed by: Prince Blueblood
I fired my cook when my food was cold; Somepony snitched on me. I made a joke about Celestia being old; Somepony snitched on me.
I splashed a pretty mare with cake; I told a cleaner to jump in a lake; Told Fler De Lis her brooch looked fake; Somepony snitched on me.
Oh, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Hearth's Warming Tia and Luna are mad. I'm getting nuttin' for Hearth's Warming 'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.
I spilled some ink on a royal decree; Somepony snitched on me. I yelled at a mare when she brought the wrong tea; Somepony snitched on me.
I refused to pay for a brand new hat; I forgot to feed the cat; Asked if Princess Luna looked fat; Somepony snitched on me.
So, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Hearth's Warming Tia and Luna are mad. I'm gettin' nuttin' for Hearth's Warming 'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.
I won't be seeing Santa Hooves; Somepony snitched on me. Not until my attitude improves Somepony snitched on me. Next year I'll be going straight; Next year I'll be good, just wait I'd start now, but it's too late; Somepony snitched on me.
So you better be good whatever you do 'Cause if you're bad, I'm warning you, You'll get nuttin' for Hearth's Warming.
"Oh, indeed you were right, Cupid my friend. Hearth's Warming is scary."
"Would you ever tell on me, Tinsel? On this holiday so merry?"
"N-Never would I, Cupid! I swear on my soul."
"Heh-heh. I know you wouldn't, you silly little foal."
