Inside her house, Sweetie Belle sat on the couch with tears in her eyes. She heard a knock on her door. Sweetie saw that her friends, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo came over.
“What are you two doing here?” Sweetie Belle wondered.
“We got sent home too.” Scootaloo answered.
“It’s so not fair!” Apple Bloom protested. “We were all set for a beach party! Rumble gets to go. But, the three of us got sent back home!”
“Yeah! I can’t believe that Coach Iron Will showed up, and sent us away.” Scootaloo added.
Sweetie Belle wiped the tears from her eyes, and calmed down a little. “Rarity said that she heard about what happened at the beach. She asked somebody to help out.”
“Really?” Said Apple Bloom. “Who?”
There was a sudden knock at the door. When Sweetie Belle answered there’s nobody there. Instead, there was a piece of paper on the ground.
Scootaloo got curios. “Is that a letter?”
“Maybe.” Sweetie Belle said as she reads the letter out loud. “Dear Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo. Put on your swimsuits and come to the backyard.”
The three girls were a bit confused about this request. Minutes later, they changed into their swimsuits, and made their way to the backyard. Applebloom wore a basic red one piece swimsuit. Sweetie Belle has on a pink top and lavender bottom, to match her hair. And Scootaloo has on a blue long sleeve rash guard, and teal board shorts.
When they entered the backyard, they were shocked. There were inflatable palm trees decorating the backyard. The deck chairs and table near the swimming pool were decorated with flowers and Hawaiian printed towels. And, they saw a huge sandbox in the yard.
“Hoo-Wee.” Apple Bloom shouted. “What's with your backyard, Sweetie Belle?” Apple Bloom asked.
“I don’t know.” Sweetie Belle replied. “But, I like it.”
Suddenly, they heard a deep female voice call to them. “Aloha!”
The voice belonged to a large woman with wavy black hair wearing a tropical yellow top and a red wrap around skirt.
“Wow!” Scootaloo blurted. “It’s Mountain Fiji!”
“Mountain Fiji?” Apple Bloom added. “The gentle giant from Samoa?”
“That’s me.” Fiji said. “Welcome to my Tropical Beach Party.”
“Huh?” All three girls said with confusion.
“Miss Rarity told me about your problem.” Fiji explained. “I figured that if you can’t go to the beach, the beach can come to you.”
“Is that why the backyard is decorated like this?” Scootaloo wondered.
“That’s correct, Scootaloo. I even arranged to have a sandbox brought here. To make this atmosphere complete.”
The girls were approached by a young lady wearing a red bikini top and a red wrap around skirt. She brought some leis with her. “Greetings, my friends.”
“You must be Mountain Fiji’s sister, Little Fiji.” Sweetie Belle figured.
“That’s right.” Little Fiji replied as she places the leis around their necks. “Now, your tropical beach look is complete.”
The girls like the flowery accessories. Soon, tropical music is playing. And Little Fiji is guiding Scootaloo to do some hula dancing.
“Follow my lead, Scootaloo.” Little Fiji suggested. “You’ll do fine.”
“I’m not usually into stuff like this.” Scootaloo said. “But, this isn’t bad.”
Little Fiji smiled, knowing Scootaloo is adjusting fine. Sweetie Belle is having fun in the sandbox, carving out a sea shell. Apple Bloom stands near the pool.
“Cannonball!” Apple Bloom yelled as she jumped into the pool with a big splash.
“Impressive cannonball, Apple Bloom.” Mountain Fiji said, watching the action.
The young farm girl gave the Samoan gentle giant a thumbs up. Later, the party still goes on as the sun goes down. Tiki torches are lit as Applejack manned a barbecue grill.
“How are those ribs coming along, Miss Applejack?” Mountain Fiji asked.
“Just about done, Mt. Fiji.” Applejack replied. “This mango glaze you whipped up is a good idea.” She gave a good sniff. “Mmmm. Sweet scent.”
Meanwhile, the three friends were munching on snacks supplied by Rarity as Little Fiji brought out some glasses. “Fresh tropical punch?”
“Thank you kindly.” Rarity replied.
They receive their glasses. Scootaloo took a sip, and is very happy.
“This is great!” Scootaloo praised. “Are the fruits used to make this punch fresh?”
“Yes, they are.” Little Fiji replied. “Freshly grown food makes things really good. Even your farmer friend, Apple Bloom, knows that.”
“I sure enough do.” Apple Bloom replied.
Sweetie Belle made an announcement. “Here’s to the Fiji sisters, for making all of this possible.”
Everyone raised their glasses. Mountain Fiji and Little Fiji felt very honored.