In conclusion, the hypothesis is true to the result of why ponies procrastinate. Tasks can be quite a bore and ponies can place those chores aside to do other things, and sometimes coming back to said task at the last minute. And when ponies procrastinate, the effort can be a lot less than what was expected, leading to unfortunate punishments, such as more chores for my poor brother. As for why some ponies continue to procrastinate, despite knowing the consequences, that is for another science project.
Minuette tapped the quill tip with a harsh tap and grinned, glancing at the hourglass. It was half way through with pouring its sand to the bottom, indicating that the time was at least 7pm. Turning around, her science project board was now propped up, now decorated with more color, and various pictures of her brother here and there. Minuette giggled a little, thinking about how the school will react to how she used Blue Moon as a test subject for a project that was literally based on her own action of procrastination.
Standing up, the filly walked over to her board and began applying the conclusion to it, along with pasting a picture of Blue Moon being scolded by Bright Light. Almost after every minute that passed, Minuette glanced at the hourglass, making sure she is finished by 7:30pm. Bed time is normally at 9:30pm, so that would give her plenty of time to enjoy herself before she needed her rest.
Finally, the time had arrived; Minuette was finally finished! With all of the excitement in her body, the filly ran downstairs to gather her family. Her mom and dad were more than eager to see their daughter’s work; however, Blue Moon was not happy that he was about to show Minuette’s school how much of an example he was in his experiences with procrastination. Once all of her family members were there, the parents smiled at how good Minuette’s project looked; Blue Moon kept mumbling to himself and blushed with embarrassment, his eyes firmly on the conclusion’s picture.
“I will say, Minuette,” her father complimented, “you did quite the amount of work with little time you had; with thanks to your brother of course.” Blue Moon mumbled and looked away, his ears retreating with his gaze.
Bright Light walked over to Minuette’s desk and looked over the to-do list for her daughter’s science project. “Everything on this list is on the board,” the mother beamed.
“And now, I don’t have to worry about anything; except for dinner of course.” Minuette was about to make for the door, but was stopped by Bright Light’s hoof.
“I don’t think so.” Bright Light levitated the to-do list in front of Minuette. “You may have finished your board, but now you need to work on your portfolio.”
The filly’s jaw almost hit the hard floor. “But I did everything on that paper!” Minuette exclaimed, tapping on the paper before her. “Look, there is nothing on this paper that says I need something else!”
Suddenly, the paper flipped over, revealing more instructions; the science portfolio portion. “I beg to differ, Minuette. Looks you got more to do before you are done.”
The light-blue smile looked at her mother with innocent eyes, “Can’t you at least help me with the portfolio?”
Bright Light gave her daughter a smug grin, “Who’s fault is it that procrastinated nearly the entire year to do this?” Both Blue Moon and her father let out a chortle, humored by how Minuette’s science project is similar to her own situation. However, Bright Light softened her expression and brushed at her daughter's hair. “I will say that I am impressed with how much work you have gotten done within just five hours of your project. If it took you that long to obtain data, I am sure it will take you no time at all.”
Minuette could only grumble with irritation, now upset she won’t have any time for herself.
***
Thus, procrastination is a poor lifestyle that should not be embraced, even if the task at hoof may be boring.
Minuette rolled her eyes as she finished her sentence.
Whenever you are considering doing something else than what is needed out of you, you may end up in a situation similar to my brother… or worse.
Glancing up at the hourglass before her, it was more than half empty; for once, something half empty was a much more positive analogy for Minuette. She looked over her shoulder, and read her alarm clock. “9:16pm…” Minuette muttered aloud, and let out an exaggerated sigh of relief. “I can’t believe I just did this in seven and a half hours!” After realizing how much work was put in the last several hours, Minuette suddenly felt exhaustion crash upon her. Fanning through her science portfolio, everything seemed to be in order. The filly hopped from her chair and levitated the portfolio along with her, then went downstairs. Bright Light was sitting beside her son, lecturing him once more about his lack of doing chores the moment he gets home. Wishing she can just go to bed, Minuette interrupted, “I have my project finished.”
Both mother and brother turned their attention to the filly and smiled at her. “Do you now?” Bright Light hummed, taking her daughter’s portfolio with her own magic.
“Your welcome for my poor habit,” Blue Moon joked. He and Minuette let out a laugh, remembering their positions.
Bright Light took little time to look over Minuette’s work, and quickly returned the filly’s work to her. “I am quite impressed, Minuette. You managed to quickly come up with a cleaver idea in such little time. I don’t think anypony would have been able to do what you did if they were in your shoes.”
Minuette shrugged casually, “I just came up with an idea and used my time given to me wisely. That old hourglass I had on my desk was very helpful with keeping me on track.” A yawn escaped the filly, and her eyes almost closed on her. “Anyways… I am off to bed.” Slowly, Minuette made for the staircase. “Goodnight.” But she did not receive a replying “goodnight” from her family members. Turning back to Bright Light and Blue Moon, Minuette repeated, “Goodnight.”
To her confusion, they both kept staring at her with surprise in their eyes. “Minuette,” Bright Light spoke softly, a grin slowly growing, “Do you mind if we add something to your science project?”
In protest, Minuette grumbled, “Why? I have everything I need for tomorrow.” She was too tired to yell.
Blue Moon straightened up and replied, “Well, I think it would be a nice addition to your science project to tell everypony how you got your cutie mark.”
Any exhaustion that was weighing down Minuette’s eyes was suddenly gone. Quickly, the filly turned her attention to her flank. And there it was; her cutie mark! It closely resembled the simple hourglass that sat on her desk, which made it even more special to Minuette. “Oh my gosh! My cutie mark! I got my cutie mark!” The sound of her voice summoned her father.
“My word,” he muttered, smiling wide for his daughter, “you got your cutie mark!” At once, he picked up Minuette, hugging his daughter, proud of her accomplishment. Before Minuette knew it, her mother and brother quickly joined in.
“Congratulations, Minuette,” Blue Moon spoke, “your special talent is procrastination.”
“No,” Minuette argued, “my special talent is quickly finding a solution to a problem and using my time properly with efficiency.”