“Hey Pearl! Check this out!” A filly exclaimed as she tossed a snowball into the air. On it’s way down, the filly extended her leathery wing and when the snowball was about to hit the ground, the filly smacked it with her wing and sent the snowball flying into a tree, hard.
Pearl watched as the ball exploded on impact, and smiled and turned to her grey coated, teal-maned batpony friend. “Wow. You’re wings are really strong Lucky!” She exclaimed.
The batpony named Lucky smiled. “Thanks Pearl. It’s gonna come in real handy for snowball fights.” She explained.
“Ooh. Better watch out. Because the Batapult is coming.” Pearl replied jokingly, sending both fillies into a giggle fit.
“The Batapult. I like that.” Lucky replied giggling.
At that moment, Lucky noticed something off her peripheral vision. She turned her head to see somepony that made her smile like a goofball. “Hey look! It’s Kicker and Spike!” She exclaimed, pointing her hoof in one direction.
Pearl turned her head to where Lucky was pointing and saw a pair of creatures that she grinned at. “Ooh! We could have a snowball fight with them!” She suggested.
“Let’s actually get their attention first.” Lucky suggested.
Some distance away, Kicker and Spike were deep in conversation. “So, basically you can send a message to anypony in Equestria with your firemail?” Kicker asked.
“Well, I’d have to KNOW the pony, and know what they look like. But yeah, that’s the basic gist of it.” Spike replied.
“Can you send anything other than a message?” Kicker asked.
“I have sent a few packages before.” Spike responded.
“Awesome! Ooh! We should send something to mom and mommy Twi!” Kicker suggested.
“A prank?” Spike asked, chuckling.
“What’s a prank?” Kicker asked, confused.
Spike’s jaw dropped, before he burst out grinning. “Oh. I have SO much to teach you!” He replied, smiling like a doofus.
“Hey Kicker! Spike!” Called out a familiar voice to the two of them.
Kicker turned his head to face the source and saw his two friends. Pearl, and Lucky Star, a bat pony he had met through Pearl the previous day at the concert at the School of Friendship. He smiled and waved at the two. “Pearl! Lucky!” He replied.
Lucky and Pearl trotted over to them, and Lucky gave Kicker a big toothy grin showing off her fangs. “Good timing. I’ve been vanting to suck some friendly blood.” She said in a vampony voice. She swiftly moved next to Kicker and hissed at him.
Pearl, Kicker, and Spike laughed. Seeing through Lucky’s antics. “You really should be a Vampony for Nightmare Night Lucky. You’d be a good one.” Pearl said.
“Maybe I will.” Lucky replied and glanced at Kicker. “And you could be my minion Kicker. You certainly have the looks for it handsome.” She added. Resting a wing on his back.
Kicker slowly stopped smiling as he took a few steps out from under Lucky’s wing and away from the filly, for some reason he didn’t feel all that comfortable with Lucky’s behavior. “So…what’s Nightmare Night?” He asked.
Lucky let out a dramatic gasp. “You don’t know about Nightmare Night?!” She exclaimed.
“No?” Kicker replied, nervous as to what was gonna come next.
“Oh do we have a lot of work to do to get you up to speed on being a foal!” Pearl replied. “Because clearly whoever you lived with before Sparkler didn’t teach you anything.”
“Y-Yeah.” Kicker responded.
“So. Where are your grandparents Kick?” Lucky asked.
“They and Flappy are trying to get Maddy back. Apparently she saw a squirrel and started chasing it.” Kicker replied.
“Why do dogs like to chase Squirrels?” Spike asked.
“Beats me. They hate cats, Squirrels, mailponies. Who knows with dogs.” Pearl replied. “But hey. We got more important things to worry about. Do you two want to have a snowball fight?” She asked.
“Sure!” Spike replied.
While Spike was excited, Kicker was confused. “What’s a Snowball fight?” He asked.
“We make a bunch of snowballs and throw them at each other.” Lucky explained. “We could also build forts and use them for cover. It’s all really fun.”
“Yeah! And don’t worry Kicker. You and I will make a great team!” Spike said.
Lucky chuckled. “Oh, I think you mean ME and Kicker will make a good team.” She said.
“Nuh uh.” Spike responded. “He and I are brothers. So that should automatically mean we’re on a team together.”
“Yeah well I’m his new friend. And you have him all day.” Lucky retorted.
While Lucky and Spike shot at each other with reasons why Kicker should be on their team, Kicker slowly backed away from them and stood next to Pearl. “Uh…what’s going on?” He asked.
“Classic game argument.” Pearl explained. “Who is on who’s team. It’s a very common argument for foals to have.”
“O-oh.” Kicker responded, his ears drooped as guilt took over when he connected the dots and realized that Spike and Lucky were arguing because of him. “And they’re arguing over who gets me on their team.”
Pearl gave him a reassuring smile and pat on the back. “Don’t worry Kick. I got this.” She turned back to the arguers and cleared her throat. “Hey! Both of you stop it!” She yelled at Spike and Lucky.
Spike and Lucky both shut up and looked at Pearl, who nodded. “Ok. So there’s three of us. And one Kicker. All of us would like him on our team. I think we can all agree on that.” She surmised.
Spike and Lucky nodded. Pearl continued. “Ok so here’s what we’ll do. The three of us will stand in a line and he’ll pick a teammate with his eyes closed.” She turned and looked at Kicker. “That sound good to you?” She asked him.
“That sounds fair…I think.” Kicker responded.
“Then close your eyes.” Pearl told him as she, Lucky, and Spike lined up in front of him.
Kicker nodded and closed his eyes. After a second, he raised his hoof and pointed in a random direction. He opened his eyes and saw that he had pointed to Lucky.
“Oh. Looks like Lucky and I are on a team.” He declared.
Lucky fluttered her wings in excitement. “Yes!“ She exclaimed.
As Lucky tackled Kicker in a hug, Spike rolled his eyes. Pearl noticed and playfully nudged him. “Come on Spike. Fair’s fair.”
“Yeah yeah.” Spike responded. “I call Kicker on my team next time though.” He said.
Pearl just rolled her eyes and dragged him to one spot while Lucky and Kicker went off to another spot. Each team started building their fort for the Snowball fight.
“Should I mention that this is my first snowball fight?” Kicker asked.
“Don’t worry Kick!” Lucky replied. “Just do what I do and we’ll have this in the bag!”
Kicker smiled and nodded. His excitement over his first ever snowball fight increasing with every second.
To be continued...