The 25 Days Of Hearth's Warming
Day 14: It Burns, It Burns
Sparkle Productions
The stars glistened in the night behind the clouds. The large moon hung overhead, lighting up the sky. A large gathering of ponies hung around around the fire in Town Square. Today's activity was roasting marshmallows. Joyous laughter filled the air as ponies - young and old - talked in the night.
Pinkie threw a hooful of marshmallows in her mouth, swallowing all of them in one loud audible gulp. "Mmm, those're delicious!" She smiled and bounced around the fire, seemingly at all places at once. Pinkie kept constant chatter the whole way through.
Scootaloo came out of the bushes with sticks in her mouth. "Here're tha sticks ya asked me for, Pinkie," she said, mouth full.
Pinkie grabbed them and hoofed one around to each pony. A large container of marshmallows sat to the left of the fire. Each pony put three or four marshmallows on their stick.
Ponies squeezed through the crowds to roast their marshmallows. Pinkie roasted the sweet treats until they were black from burnt and were on fire. She stuffed the - on fire - marshmallows in her mouth. Everypony looked in Pinkie's direction, hoping she was okay; the roasting went silent. A good three seconds passed with no sound. A loud shriek from Pinkie emerged from the silence, "Aah! It burns! It burns! Get some water! Get some water!"
Rainbow watched at the back of the crowd, wondering what Pinkie was thinking. She quickly brought back a bottle of water. Hoofing it to her she asked, "Pinkie, are you alright?"
After that one sentence a large array of questions were yelled at Pinkie. "What were you thinking?", "Be careful, okay?", "Do you need a medic?" were only a few questions from the crowd. Pinkie watched, happy so many ponies cared about her. "Everypony, don't you worry. Your Auntie Pinkie is fine."
"You're not my aunt," Dash said, in remark to her statement.
"Says the pony who's always changing her middle name," Scootaloo teased.
"Whatever."
"You know what will make this marshmallow roasting even greater?" Pinkie asked. In response everypony asked, "what?". "Smores!" Pinkie pulled gram crackers and chocolate out of her mane. Ponies rushed to get their share of the marshmallows, gram crackers, and chocolate.
Ponies had already started munching on their smores. "Is anypony gonna question how safe it is to eat those out of Pinkie's mane?" Twilight asked.
"Don't worry you silly filly, Twilight. I change the sweets in my mane periodicly. That way, nothing's ever old," Pinkie smiled.
"That still doesn't explain how you're keeping sweets in your mane in the first place," Twilight said.
"Just continue enjoying the marshmallow roasting for the sake of this chapter."
"What chapter?"
"Oh, nothing, Twilight."
They continued having fun until the sunrise began and their stomachs hurt from one too many sweets. Except Pinkie, who was perfectly fine afterwards. But it really was fun. The group just couldn't wait to see what tommarow's activity had in store for them. Thankfully, they wouldn't have to wait long. Not long at all.