Pinkie was cleaning her confetti cannon for a Fourth of July celebration coming up. After polishing it up nicely, she looks at it with happiness.
“Hey, Pinkie. My party hearty sister!” Limestone Pie called out. “How’s that confetti cannon coming along?”
“It’s just about ready, sis.” Pinkie replied. “This will really spice up the Fourth of July!”
“Ma and Pa will be proud of you for this. You probably feel a little better after meeting Petya Pig.”
“A little.” Pinkie soon gets a little worried. “I guess I’m still not used to these Everwilde characters visiting our town.”
Limestone gives her a devious smile. “Maybe this visitor will help you cheer up.” She then calls from around the corner of the house. “Come on out, Mayla!”
Out steps a girl with gray skin, pink hair, mouse ears, whiskers, and a long tail. Pinkie soon gets surprised. “Wowee! Mayla Mouse!”
“Hi, Pinkie Pie!” Mayla cheered as she gives Pinkie a hug.
I think I’ll leave these two alone. Limestone thought. I’m sure Mayla can help Pinkie feel better.
Limestone goes back into the house. Meanwhile, Mayla looks at Pinkie’s confetti cannon.
“I love this confetti cannon!” Mayla praised. “You must be very proud of this gadget.”
“You bet, Mayla.” Pinkie responded. “If you haven’t heard, I love making parties happen no matter what the occasion.”
“So, I’ve heard. Maybe you can come over to Everwilde some day. There are plenty of celebrations going on there.”
Pinkie’s eyes widened. “Really? Wow!”
Pretty soon, a little mouse can scurrying up to Mayla. She picked it up and cuddled it. “I wondered where you went to.”
Pinkie looked at the mouse, and giggled. “Is that Fondue?”
“It sure is. How did you guess?”
“Well, me and my friends heard stories about Everwilde. So, even before summer came, we studied about the lands and citizens of that place. But, I never knew we’d be meeting the citizens of Everwilde.”
Mayla gave Pinkie a big smile. “I’m sure you didn’t.”
Soon, Pinkie’s young sister, Marble, comes out. “Pinkie. Did you see a cute little mouse run around here?”
“Fondue?” Pinkie figured. “Yeah. That bestie went back to Mayla here.”
Marble saw Mayla, and realized what Pinkie is talking about.
“I think your little friend is so cute.” Marble cooed. “I always did like mice.”
“I’m guessing as long as they don’t cause trouble around farms like this.” Mayla said.
“That’s true.” Marble replied as she heads back to the house. “Nice meeting you, Mayla.”
Pinkie and Mayla looked at each other, and shared a laugh.