The Christmas Pony
It's that time of year again, the time when I go all over Ponyland, spreading holiday cheer to all of the equines of the confederacy, and taking sheer joy in giving of toys to all the good little colts and fillies. The goodwill and hope this season brings, warms my heart and soul in the coldest and bitterest of winter nights! It's my job to make sure that all ponies have a gift on this most wondrous of nights, and My preparations for my magical journey on Christmas eve consume most of my free time the entire rest of the year. I fly across the sky at the speed of thought, making my way from home to home as I leave a special gift for all the equines who look forward to my annual visit.
Oh? Did you think I was the jolly elf in the red suit? Oh no, I'm not Santa, he sees to all the humanoids in Ponyland. No, my name is Felicdades, and I am the magical earth pony who is responsible for the Christmas cheer for all the horsemasterist ponies in the world. If you have have been awake late at night on Christmas eve, perhaps you have caught the glimpse of a white mare with a red and blue mane out of the corner of your eye. I move at a different pace than other ponies do when I am at my task, so I'm not seen much. Still, the little ponies are always very grateful for the gifts I leave them under the tree, and usually show their appreciation by leaving a glass of milk and horseshoe-shaped cookies out for me before going to bed at night. Oh boy, do I have a tummy ache when I get home in the morning!
Originally, I was just a simple pony from Maretonia, a sweet little filly who just loved giving gifts to others. But when I discovered my green bow with crossed candy cane cutie mark, I knew it was my destiny to become the Christmas pony! After training under the last holiday mare, I now live here in the Christmas grotto, a town filled with the little pixies and breezies who make toys for all the children of the races of Ponyland. But our home does not stay in one place, oh no! for this town is picked up and carried about on the back of the mighty Christmas giant, who takes us from place to place around the world. That way, those who wish harm upon Christmas can never find where our toy factories are. You would not believe how many villains are out to destroy the most happy holiday for all of Ponydom!
It might seem like a thankless job, but I love the happiness my gifts bring to all the ponies of Ponyland. Through some unknown power, my toymaker Yewi mystically knows what every pony in the land wants. He's the one who can figure out that that pink Pegasus from Dream Valley wants a stallion pin up calendar in her stocking, or that the white pony with balloons on her butt wants a new bag of whoopee cushions, rubber chickens, and other pranks under the tree. Every stallion and foal has a different thing they want for the holidays, and my main man is the one who knows what's on the Christmas wish list. He gets the pixies and breezies to make what every pony wants, and then gives them to me to deliver them. The fairies who build the toys are wonderful, too... their craftsmanship is unmatched by even the greatest Ponyland toy makers. My yearly journey would be far less special.
In the same fashion, I'm the one who inherently knows which ponies are naughty or nice. It's my place to tell which ponies deserve the gift they want, and who gets coal in their hoof stockings. It's something that I really can't explain- I don't even know what a lot of these ponies have done! But it just instinctively comes to me which ponies have been good and which foals have been naughty. Just like a lot of the Christmas magic, even I really don't know how it works! But I also can't explain how an earth pony like myself can fly across the land, let alone how I deliver a toy to every pony in the confederacy in one night. But perhaps it is better that way, the mysteries of Christmas remaining a magical mystery. The holiday would be a little less magical if everything was laid out and understood for how they work. It's one of the many things I enjoy about this holiday, that is so incredibly tied to my special talent.
But as great as my connection to this holiday is, there are parts of Christmas that even I don't care for. For me, all these holiday parties and get-togethers are something I have to watch from the outside... remember, I spend all of my time running around seeing to other pony's Christmas wishes, my wishes aren't really part of the equation. All the family and friendship and happiness and spirit of the season is something I really don't have the time for. How I wish someone would invite me to take part in decorating a Christmas tree, or give me a present, or even just wish me a Merry Christmas. I mean, sure, I love the appreciation ponies have for my hard work in bringing Christmas to them. But once in awhile, I wish I was more than just the messenger of Christmas cheer to Ponyland.
Oh well, the time of my annual sojourn is nearly here, and I must go and prepare for the time ahead. I must go and load up my magical saddlebag, so that I can make every other pony's dreams come true for this year. You know, I wonder if other ponies, who so love things like Christmas trees and bright colors and ornaments during this holiday, realize how common place they are for those of us who live with Christmas day in and day out? I live in a town devoted to the most wonderful time of the year, so I don't see it as special as the rest of you do. It would be nice to have, just once, something to make Christmas wondrous for me again. Oh well, have a happy holiday, everyone! And be sure to look under the tree for my handiwork tomorrow morning! Farewell!