"Amethyst! Amethyst!"
The violet coated unicorn pricked her ears at the sound of that voice. It would normally be a pleasant voice to hear, but not to the weary hearing of one who has just awoke. Amethyst Star didn't want to open her heavy eyelids. She didn't want to move an inch from her oh-so-comfortable position. She lay on her side, in that way that supported you just enough. Her head was deep in her soft pillow, her head still reminiscing dream land. She ignored the excited call and let her whole self relax in an attempt to return to slumber...
"Wake up wake up!"
Dinky must have been right by her bed. The voice was louder now, loud enough to make the sleeping pony halfheartedly lift her eyelids.
"Go away Dinky. It's Saturday... I need some more rest." The younger unicorn filly screwed her face into a pout, which Amethyst's eyes were just open enough to see.
"Mommy said to get you." The drowsy mare heaved a great sigh and admitted defeat, knowing that her sister would get her up no matter what she did.
"Why exactly?" At this question, Dinky practically glowed with anticipation.
"We're decorating the tree!!!"
Now this made Amethyst smirk a little. She remembered how excited she had always been about the tree when she was younger. Even now, she thought it was still pretty cool. The mare extracted her hoof from under her back, realizing it must have been there a while from the way it was asleep. She placed her hooves under her, relaxing in the warmth of her covers for a final moment before attempting to lift herself up. She sat awkardly, half on her side and half on her hooves for a moment before thrusting herself up and sitting upright, feeling the cold air of her bedroom cloud around her. She shivered, thrusting her legs to the side of her bed and sliding off it, landing on all four hooves.
"OK, OK. I'm coming, don't get your hooves in a bundle." Dinky bounced into the air, smiling a sparkly white smile of pure excitement. She collided with the carpet ground rather ungracefully, landing with a thump, an oof, and some little strands of pink feather flying free into the air with great momentary glory. Amethyst smiled and raised an eyebrow. "And don't hurt yourself. Mom would kill me."
"And then we wouldn't get to decorate the tree?"
"No."
Dinky leaped onto her big sister's bed, causing the sheets to bounce into the air in fury.
"I'll stay right here while you get ready!"
"Good." Amethyst drenched a blue hairbrush in her purple magic, raising it and running the dulled bristles through her smooth mane. She felt the tips tickling her hair, and smiled at the smoothness of her locks. She discovered a tangle that she yanked for a moment before giving up. She didn't want to keep Dinky waiting. and putting the brush back on the counter.
"Lets go Dinky!" Dinky rocketed from the bed, soaring through the chilly air and almost colliding with the heavy wood door. "Just don't break your nose before we get down." Dinky nodded and raised a hoof to her head, saluting as if she was a part of the royal guard. The older mare only giggled and illuminated the doorknob in purple, thrusting it open and letting Dinky skip out of the room in the manner of a squirrel with a fresh stock of nuts. Amethyst walked out after her, feeling wood on her hooves, and breathed in the smell of hot coco wafting up from downstairs.
Derpy would always make hot coco today. They'd drink it as they decorated the tree. If there was one thing Derpy knew how to brew well, it was that delicious, warm drink. It gave the euphoric feeling of being near a fire, just out of reach of its grasp.
"Dinky? Did you get Amethyst?" The sound of hoofsteps approaching and a kindred, sweet voice signified their mother, Derpy. Dinky nodded in harsh excitement.
"I did! I did!" Dinky's breath was short with the pure anticipation. Derpy laughed a little as she appeared in the kitchen doorway.
"Well then I suppose we can start on the tree!"
"That we can." This voice came from the door, which was peeked open in a manner that let a bit of snowy light shed through. "But can you let me in?" Amethyst smirked at the voice and the doorknob was encased in purple, the door jarring open to reveal a flurry of snow drifting in the door- followed by a figure with a plain brown box tied to its back.
"Here dad. Let me help you with those." Amethyst encircled the knot that tied the box to the pony with purple, untying it quickly and easily and grabbing the box in lilac before it clattered to the ground.
"Gee, thank you Amethyst. Cold out there, sure." Doctor Whooves mumbled, turning and nudging the door closed with a click. He then turned to Dinky, who looked at him in wonder.
"How much snow is out there?" She asked. The Doctor only laughed and ruffled Dinky's messy golden hair.
"Enough to be thankful that we're safely tucked away in here." Dinky giggled at the answer. Amethyst trotted to the left, entering the living room where the tree stood.
Now, if you think about it, a Hearths warming tree really was a jewel. It stood, tall and proud as a tower, keeping its wild and natural aspect while adorning the shining, sparkling, welcoming lights of the tree. It bore the hanging of many adornments in the form of silver bells and snowponies, with a variety of others. The lilac mare smiled at the thought of a completed tree.
She tenderly set the box down, hearing the response in the form of a rattle from the various ornaments inside. Her purple eyes grazed the half opened wonder, and she moved the cardboard flap that still concealed the contents out of the way. The mare whose name resembled that of a gem gasped a little. The sigh always filled her with wonder. The polished, sparkling decorations each housing a lovely story to each his own. The colors mingling, dancing and glittering.
This gaze of wonder was interrupted by Dinky bouncing into the room with cheer in her step and a smile in her eye. The overexcited filly was followed by Derpy, whom held a blue tray in one hoof. This tray held four mugs of steaming hot coco, and each delivered an entrancing smell.
"Mmmmm." Amethyst nodded as she turned to the smell's direction with a small swing of her head.
"Well, this tree won't decorate itself!" The Doctor's voice declared as he entered the room and nodded at Dinky.
Dinky practically glowed as Amethyst levitated a golden object into her small hooves, Derpy gave her a warm smile and her dad swept her lovingly into his hooves, raising her to the top of the tree where she cautiously placed the shining, golden star upon the tree.
It was going to be a good day. Heck, it was going to be a good Christmas.