//------------------------------// // Marshmallow World // Story: Stories told on the Hearth // by Alchemystudent //------------------------------// It's a marshmallow world in the winter When the snow comes to cover the ground It's time for play, it's a whipped cream day I wait for it the whole year round. “Pinkie, this prank of yours has got to be one of the most-” Rainbow Dash commented, only to be interrupted by a quick giggle from Pinkie Pie. “It’s not a prank, Dashie,” Pinkie said, winking to her friend, while holding a giant bag of marshmellow fluff behind her. “It’s going to be a treat.” Dash shrugged and looked at some of the passing by pegasus guards, “Ok, but how are we gonna get by them? They don’t excatly want me back in since the last time I raided the factory.” “Well,” Pinkie said, smiling, “That is why you are going to distract them.” Rainbow Dash looked at the guards, and then back to Pinkie. Then she looked back at the guards one more time and said, “Ok, I’m in...” (The next morning) Those are marshmallow clouds being friendly In the arms of the evergreen trees And the sun is red like a pumpkin head It's shining so your nose won't freeze. “Twilight!” Shouted Spike as he ran up the stairs into the reading room, opening it up and panting, “We have a big problem, BIG!!!” “What is it Spike?” Twilight asked, getting to her hooves and walking to her faithful assitant. “Look outside!” Spike said, running away. Her eyebrow arched, she looked out the window and saw all of the snow on the ground. With a mild, “Oh,” she walked to her room and put on her warm clothes, “I guess Spike just wanted me to look at his snowman or something.”  Twilight said with a smile as she walked down the stairs and out into the white snow. As she stepped out, she prepared to hear the tale tail cruch of white power, but was instead greeted with a squish. Twilight raised her eyebrow at this and said to herself, “Squish?” lifting up her hoof, she looked at the white fluff and said, “This isn’t snow...it’s-” she gave the white goo a lick, “Marshmallow?!” A white marshmallow shaped pony walked up to Twilight, her sapphire eyes blinking before narrowing in anger, “Twilight, somthing must be done!” “Um, do I know you?” Twilihgt asked the marshmallow pony. “Do you know-Twilight, it’s me,” the white pony then looked at the goop as it covered her body. Frowning, she used  her magic to get rid of the fluff, “Rarity!” “Oh, but how did you get covered in this...this...this-” “GOOP!?” Rarity asked, shoutig, “I was walking out of my boutique when suddently a ton of Marshmallow fluff just fell on top of me!” “Well, it doesn’t look like it messed you up too badly, Rarity,” Twilight said, using her own magic to push away the marshmallow. She then looked up at some of the tree branches, noting that there was some whipped cream as well. “But I will get to the bottom of this.” “I hope so,” Rarity said, looking away, “I have had at least three different ponies lick me because they thought I was part of the ground!” Twilight couldn’t help but cock an eyebrow in curiosity at this and shook her head. Then she added, “Look, go back to the shop and I will get to the bottom of this.” “Oh, thank you Twil-EEEEEP!” Rarity squeaked, before turning to look at Sweetie Belle, “Sweetie Belle!” “I’m sorry, you looked delicious,” Sweetie Belle said with a frown as she looked down at the gorund and lightly kicked the fluff. As the two sisters ran off, Twilight began to walk through the town looking for any signs of the culprits. In her head, she began to run through the possible crooks, “Discord? No, he’s busy. The pony of Shadows, no still in limbo. Chrysalis? No, busy with other plans. Then again,” She couldn’t help but notice the happiness of the other ponies. Some were making fluffenutters, while others were using it on their ice cream, and some were even adding it to their cakes. The idea that it seemed like this made a lot of ponies happy, was interesting to her. That was when the realization hit her, “Oh, of course!” Running towards Sugar Cube Corner, she caught sight of her two culprits, “Pinkie! Rainbow Dash!” “Nom!” chomped Pinkie, “Hi Twilight!” “What in Equestria are you doing?” she asked, her voice slightly raised. Marshmellow in hoof, Rainbow Dash remarked, “Making it snow marshmallow, what does it look like?” “I can see that!” Twilight said, watching as Pound and Pumpkin played with the fluff happily. “I want to know why.” “Well, I heard on the radio this really sweet song about a marshmellow world and I figured,” Pinkie said, sliding down on the fluff with a smile, “Why make it just a song and have an entire snowstorm of Marshmallow!” “Because it just,” Twilight looked back, seeing the ponies eat, “Because it would ruin,” she looked up at the sky, quickly remembering that she was in a world where ponies could control the weather, and thus easily clean it up, “Because it’s just isn’t,” she looked behind her back at the other ponies. Tqaking a deep breath, Twilight sighed and shook her head and smiled, “You know what? NEver mind, just let me have some of of that marshmallow.”