First day on the job…
“Hello, I’m here!” Fizzy declared enthusiastically, trotting in through the door of the still-deserted malt shop. “I’m ready to start my first day here, Scoops!”
“I’m sorry, Miss Scoops got called away on business.” An entirely pink mare with a faded mane replied, looking up from the ice cream cooler. “Oh, you must be Fizzy! My name’s Lickety Split, an’ you’ll be working with me today!”
“Sure is awesome to meet you, Miss Split!” The earth pony with the ice-cream cone cutie mark extended her hoof, which the ditzy blue unicorn with the fizzy soda cutie mark shook energetically. “Don’t worry, I’ll make a whole bunch of those yummy sodas that’ll make all of our customers happy!”
“Okay… that’s good, I guess.” Lickety replied uncertainly, watching this overly hyper mare skip over to the soda fountain. “I’ll serve the customers ice cream, while you get them their malts and sodas. Okay?”
“You got it!” Fizzy exclaimed levitating a glass up to the fountain. “I am so totally ready! Bring on the customers!”
It was only a short time later, that Lickety unlocked the doors, and a stampede of customers came galloping into the Satin Slipper. Ponies of every shape, size, color, and cutie mark rushed to the counter, firing off order after order at the two mares.
“I want a hot fudge sundae!” One stallion called out.
“Comin’ right up!” Lickety replied, dishing up a scoops of chocolate ice cream out of thew cooler with her hooves.
“Give me a cherry root beer float!” A mare ordered.
“You got it!” Fizzy called back, pulling down on the fountain lever with her magic, then floating the bubbly carbonated beverage out to the customer.
As the mugs of soda and dishes of ice cream flowed freely, Lickety was amazed at how well the new mare handled herself. She had just written the Twinkle-eyed pony off as an incompetent simpleton, but it really seemed the goofball knew what she was doing behind a soda fountain. “Maybe she really will work out, after all.” The earth mare thought to herself. It was then however, that the mare’s first true challenge came trotting through the door .
“Pahdon me, mah good soda poneh.” A white earth mare declared, walking in and sitting down at one of the counter stalls tall and proudly. “But ah am heyah fo mah usual.”
“Okay, coming right up!” Fizzy smiled, walking over to the soda machine, before stopping and looking back. “Excuse me, but what exactly is ‘mah usual?”
“Why, you little ingrate! Ah ya’ll mockin me?” The mare stood up indignantly, rubbing her hair with her hoof. “Don’t ya’ll know who I am? Does not the sight of mah ravishin beauty give y’all a clue tah who ah ahm?”
“Nope, sorry miss.” The blue unicorn replied, now getting annoyed that the customers were getting backed up. “Now if you could please tell me what you want, I’ll get your order as fast as I can!”
“Why, haow dare y’all sass me, you bubble-brained bimbo!” Truly snapped back. “Ah’ll have you know ah’ve haid stallions stumbling over themselves just at caitch a sight of this gorgeous bod!”” She looked Fizzy over “And from the looks of y‘all, ah wouldn’t be surprised if ya made all the fellas flee.”
“Well, after being around you, all the guys probably need to be de-flead.“ The twinkle-eyed pony snorted, looking the other mare over. “Well, you’re no pretty picture either, ya southern hillbilly!“
“Well, ah never!” Truly barked in anger.
“I just bet you haven’t!” Fizzy retorted, cocking an eyebrow.
“Hey, what’s going on over there?” Lickety yelled, looking up from her work at on of the ice cream coolers. “Fizzy, are you causing trouble with the customers?”
“Excuse me, mah good Lickety!“ The now-annoyed mare snorted, turning to the other pony behind the counter. “But ah’m heyah for mah daily root beer float!:”
“Oh, Miss Truly!” Lickety declared nervously, turning to the new employee. “Fizzy, would you be a dear, and help me get Miss Truly her order”
“Sure!” The bubble-brained mare agreed. “I’d be happy to help!”
One of the most influential mares in Dream Castle, Truly was a southern belle and dressmaker of the highest caliber and quality. She was well-liked and respected in the pony community, and it was even believed she would be elected to the royal privy council this year. Lickety and Scoops had managed to keep this uppity mare happy so far, but it would remain to be seen if their new bubble brain could keep it up.
“Here we go, Lickety!” Fizzy declared, pulling down on the lever until the mug foamed with fizz. “This root beer is all ready to- ah!” Looking into the mug as the fizz went down, a few of the bubbles went up her nose.
“Ah-ahhhhh- ACHOO!” The mare sneezed, sending the levitated glass flying through the air, promptly landing upside-down on the surprised Lickety Split’s head.
“Ahhhhh!” The shocked mare wailed, running around with the foaming root beer running down in her face. “Help me! I can’t see!”
While she was running about the room, the ice cream scoop she had been carrying in her hoof was sent flying, landing on top of Truly’s head with a loud SPLAT!
“Aieeeee! Mah mane!” The mare wailed, now running about the soda shop herself. “Y’all ruined mah new mane do!” The mare looked over at Fizzzy, scowling. “Ohhhhh, you’ll pay fo this, ya no good scallywag! Ah’ll have yo hide for this mistake , ya stupid varmints!”
“No, Miss Truly, wait… please come back!” Lickety Split pleaded. “Oh no, Fizzy! There goes one of your best customers!”
“Awww, don’t worry about it, Lickety.” the scatterbrained mare replied, levitating a glass up to fill for the next customer. “She was a grouchy old meanie anyway, who cares if she runs away? We have so many much nicer customers here who want ice cream!” The mare smiled, handing a baby cone to a little colt near the counter.
“Oh Fizzy…” The mare replied with a sigh, wiping the ice cream off of her face. “You just don’t get it…”