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The Poetic Frost makes mistakes so that you don't have to. "Dance, Sode no Shirayuki!"

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Aug
27th
2012

Love is... Blooming Madly? · 7:18am Aug 27th, 2012

And now it’s time for my latest random Bleach/MLP thought.

Literary Guide to Soul Reaper Ponies: Golden (Harvest)

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This mini-episode takes place along one of the bright and high-class streets of Canterlot. Most of the local citizens are dressed up in the finest outfits. Today, however, one is not so much drawn in to the clothes so much as they are to the various strings of words passed between arguing couples.

“I refuse to do such a thing!”

“You are going to do this thing!”

…or…

“It is not a waste of money!”

“It is so!”

Happening to have the day off their usual duties, the recently wedded Princess Cadance and her husband Shining Armor are walking down this street. They can’t help but notice all of the arguing going on around them.

“One moment, honey,” breaks off Cadance as she leaves Shining Armor’s side momentarily. A few squirts of magic later, valentines fly from her horn around to several of the tables. The love between ponies is rekindled almost instantly and the arguments cease. Cadance returns to walk alongside her beloved and they smile at each other.

Meanwhile, observing from what he considers a safe distance, Prince Blueblood the 52nd stalks… er, ‘follows’ his cousins.

“If Mi Amore can spread love wherever she goes,” he mutters to himself, “Why can’t I?”

He trots over to the end of another street where it seems even more couples are arguing.

“You’re going to like it!”

“I will not!”

…and…

“That is absurd!”

“No, it makes perfect sense!”

Without a second thought, Blueblood calls forth a blade from the spiritual realm. He grasps it in one hoof horizontally in front of himself.

“Bloom madly!” he calls as pink flowers seem to pop out of the sides and tip of his sword, “Benishidare!”

Something that resembles pink mist pours out of the flowers on his blade. It spreads around the street that Blueblood is on. The arguments seem to silence as more pink flowers start growing out of random places on the ponies and the tables that they are seated at.

The view returns to Shining Armor and Cadance who are currently standing contently on a bridge. An off-white blur passes behind them. They look up surprise and turn in the direction to which the blur has gone. A large crowd of ponies gallops behind the two as well. The couple finds themselves watching a mob chase a panicking single pony. The mob is covered in pink flowers and some of them sneeze as they run.

“How was I supposed to know that they had a pollen allergy?!” shouts Prince Blueblood as he continues running away.

“I can’t believe I’m related to him,” groans Cadance smacking a hoof over her face.

“I feel your pain, pumpkin,” sympathizes Shining Armor placing a hoof around to hug his beloved wife.
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The next chapter has a lot happening in it.
I can't guarantee that it'll come out before September.
And I can't rightly apologize for a delay that will probably happen again.

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