Chapter 5 – A foal's spell
Violet and Sparky's silent trot into town has started to reach it's end as they begin to file into the social gathering that stems around Ponyville’s town hall.
However Violet's eyes turn to the few ponies on the stage of the town hall building as she continues her trot. The stallion beside her stops as he speaks up, "I'll just stay around here." A faint laugh comes from him as he looks around the area starting to fill with more and more ponies, "I don't really want to push through everypony."
A nod comes up Violet as she continues her trot through the crowds, as the young mare's trot brings her further and further into the thicket of ponies Sparky starts to drift his eyes around the happy chatting crowds.
"Ah...Machtlos, I see you're here."
The deep voice turns the light pegasus's head as he looks over a familiar short grey coated and black maned unicorn stallion with a satchel around himself. However Sparky's greeting is a little bit faulty as he speaks up, "Um, what does machtlos mean?"
His comment cocks the shorter stallion's head as he speaks up, "No hello Stony?" The grey stallion shakes his head as he continues to speak up, "Why is it that young ponies don't have any manners?"
"Well I-..."
"No no, don't try and redeem yourself now." Stony waves hoof to the words as he continues to poke his hoof and deep voice to the younger pegasus, "So what bring you out? Shouldn't you be fluffing clouds or something? Your dad says you wanted to be a cloud shaper after all." Stony raises his hoof as he speaks up, "OH, yes that reminds me I saw your dad on the way over here. I think he wants your help with putting up the snow clouds."
Before Sparky can speak up a young filly like voice has broken the stallion's annoyance as the pegasus watches a deep orangey coated filly with dark blond mane happy galloping up towards Stony, "Dad, dad! I found a snail over there can I keep it?" A child like glee comes up as the green eyed pony stares up to the slightly taller stallion.
Stony turns his head to the filly as he speak up, his usually deep toned and slightly sarcastic voice has changed a little to the young fill, "No, snails are weird."
"Ahhhh, that ain't fair...You put that bug in a jar."
The words cock Stony's eyebrow as he speaks up, "Ain't is not a word."
The filly holds her head up high as she quickly rejects the comment, "Ya huh, ma said it was."
"Hm..." Stony holds his gaze to the little pony for a moment before he shrugs, "Well that was no bug it was a parasprite..." He quickly turns his head back to the orange pegasus as he continues, "Which I would not have to go and get if somepony would have just brought it back."
Sparky's ears flop down a little as he speaks up, "I-I thought Bell brought it back."
"Aww look Gala, Sparky didn't know." The words don't take the filly's attention as she instead just tries to repeat the stallion's previous comment, "Why is a pear-e-site so special?"
Despite the filly's slight stumble on the word Stony still turns his head, "Because."
The answer doesn't really answer the question but the filly doesn't ask again as she turns her head towards the clouds above, "Were is the snow?"
Stony follows the filly's stare as he nods his head, "Yes...They should have start-..."
"Ladies and Gentlecolts."
The voice that just rang over the shattered chatter turns everypony's heads as they stare to the grey maned and pale caramel coated mare that stands in front of the microphone on the stage.
However Sparky's ability to hear the next few lines is cut short as the young voice next to him starts up, "I can't see..."
Stony turns his head down to the filly as he gives a little smile, "And you think I can?" A faint laugh comes from the gray stallion as his horn sparks up, his magic warps to the little filly as it floats her to his back.
As her hooves plant themselves to his coat she moves her front hooves to rest on his head as she looks over the ponies that stand in front of her, Stony's horn holds a low chime as his magic keeps the filly from falling.
Sparky turns his head back towards the stage as the well spoken mare continues to roll through her pre planned speech, "...So to start today's festivities and the first snow of the winter season please welcome Violet Sparkle."
A cheer comes up to the ponies around the town hall as the light purple mare takes her first steps to the center of the stage.
Performing a spell in front of a large audience is still something that's not familiar to the young mare, but not being able to talk has given the young mare the drive to let her actions speak for themselves. Without a moment of hesitation the young mare closes her eyes as her horn takes on the blue glow to the spell that has become nothing more than a simple task.
Sparky's eyes hold to the spell as he watches the sight unfolding like it has the other few times he's seen it.
The low chime to Violet's horn begins to build as the spell starts to reach it's end, in the blink of an eye Violet jerks her head up a little as she sends a bolt of cracking magic to the thickly pegasus packed cloud layer above her.
A slight hushing mixture of whoa and a faint bit of suspicion comes around the crowds as they wait to see if the young mare's spell actually worked.
Violet holds no doubt as her slightly smiling face watches the first few little specks of white begin to fall, quickly being followed by a stream of snow.
To the now light falling snow the grey maned pony comes back to the microphone as she speaks up, "Thank you Violet for that lovely spell." Violet nods her head as she starts to drift towards the back of the stage.
The Mayor Mare's voice continues to roll through over the crowed as she starts down a list of activities, events and other winter season things. But Sparky's ears pick up to another pony's voice as he listens to the excited tone to the right of him.
"Whoa, Hey dad, can you make it snow??"
Stony's horn gets a little brighter as he laughs a little and begins to ease the little filly towards the ground, but the question again comes out of the excited pony as she ask again, "Can you?"
"No.." Before the filly's voice comes back up the gray stallion continues, "But I can create an army of undead bunnies."
The filly takes on a pout like face as she speaks up, "That's not snow."
Her response brings a low hum from Stony as he turns towards Sparky, "I would think an army of bunnies would be better than snow....Oh well." His horn sparks up as the strap to his satchel comes undone.
Sparky watches as an empty glass jar floats out of the bag and becomes uncapped, "What are you doing?"
Stony cocks his eyes to the pegasus as he gives a little laugh, "Isn't it obvious?"
His words just bring a litte more confusion to Sparky as the stallion just watches the uncapped jar filling up with snow, "You're collecting snow?"
"Ah, there is hope for you after all..." He turns his eyes back to him as he shrugs, "Not much, but some." A happy smile comes to the stallion's face as he watches Sparky sigh, "Ok, but why?"
Stony turns himself a little more towards Sparky as he holds the jar to him, "I heard this years snow was going to be magically induced...So I thought I would collect it. After all magic snow would be a lot better if i'm going to create a talking snow pony."
"Snow pony?" Sparky blinks to the words as he waits for a response.
However the answer doesn't come from Stony as the little filly next to him speaks up with a smile, "It's a pony made outta snow."
A smile comes to Stony's face as he looks to Sparky, "Questions?"
The sarcastic voice brings another sigh from Sparky but he nods his head as he speaks up, "Ya, is it like conjuring spells?"
"OH, you know of Conjuring hmm?" Stony holds an impressed stare as he nods his head, "Yes, it is a conjuring spell."
"Do you think you could-..." Sparky's words are cut off as the filly speaks up in an excited voice, "Oh it's the pony from the stage!"
To the words Violet pauses her trot forward as the little filly gallops over towards her, "How do you make it snow?"
Violet holds a confused but friendly smile to the unknown earth pony foal as Stony and Sparky trot over, "Ah, I should have known the betrunken's daughter was the pony on stage." He taps his hoof to his mouth for a moment as he floats the jar of snow towards the mare, "Now I do not have to rush home."
The jar that almost sits on Violet's snout brings even more of a confused stare as she just blinks to the gray stallion's request.
Stony nods his head as he takes the jar back from her, "Could you freeze this please, just the top not the snow."
Violet's horn sparks up as it wraps too the jar as she runs through a quick spell, the slight flash of magic has let a cap of ice to the top of the jar.
"Ah, thank you." Stony's eyes turn to the filly as he speaks up, "Gala, we should get home before this melts."
The filly gives a low whine as she turns her head from Violet, "Awww, but I want to know how to make it snow."
A faint laugh comes to Stony as he speaks up, "I'll tell you how, you pay a pegasus to do it."
"Wait." Sparky takes a hoof forward as he speaks up, "You said you know Conjuring stuff, do you think you could clone like ingredients or something?"
Violet brings her hooves up as her confusion to the conversation finally reaches it's head. It only takes a moment for Sparky to answer the question as he shifts his eyes between her and the gray stallion, "Stony knows about conjuring, I thought practicing your spell for Celestia might be a good thing."
But the words bring a slight smile to Violet's face as she quickly looks to Stony and absent mindedly brings her hooves up with her question.
However the mare's motions don't mean anything to him as he slowly eases the jar of snow into his bag, "Yes...I don't understand hoofing."
"She wants to know if there's a way to duplicate the ingredients." The gray stallion nods his head to the comment as he holds his head up high, "Oh let me guess, you were surprised to find that the items couldn't be copied with a simple spell right?" He cocks his eyes to Violet as he waits for a response.
Violet nods her head as Stony's voice starts back up, "Well that's because some ingredients have a different kind of magic to them." His words stop as he holds a smile, "Hmm I suppose I can see if cloning your ingredients could be cloned."
To the words Violet nods her head as she hooves out a simple thank you.
But before Sparky can speak up the gray stallion's voice rings back in, "I assume you still live with betrunken, so I will stop by tomorrow...Now if you excuse me I need to get home." The stallion turns his attention to the young filly as he waits for her to follow after him.
As the two ponies start to walk away Sparky begins to flex his wings out a little as he looks up to the clouds, "Well I should start helping with the cloud stuff...C-ya Violet."
Violet nods to the comment as she turns her head towards one of the side streets of the town hall and begins to push her way through the crowds as she starts her trip back home.
End of chapter 5