Sweetie Belle looked to where Philomena’s cage had been, and sighed. Closing her eyes, she took a few moments to mourn the loss of her pet. Opening her eyes, Sweetie walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Approaching a calendar hanging on the wall, Sweetie counted the days, watching as she passed months by, and eventually landed on a day she would normally look forward to.
“It’s Hearth's Warming Eve. But I don’t know how to celebrate by myself.” Sweetie glanced toward Rarity, who was looking at her in confusion. Sweetie pulled out Rarity’s looping note, and waited. Weathering the reaction, Sweetie pointed to the calendar.
“Rarity, please help me celebrate Hearth's Warming Eve.” Sweetie waited patiently as Rarity bit her lip, and sighed, nodding once before dissolving into a smile. Sweetie grinned, and turned to head for the door.
“Great! I’ll go get Twilight and everypony else.” Sweetie made a quick note to invite Mr. Turner and Ditzy as well. Giggling, she trotted quickly to Twilight's, and quickly informed Twilight of the news.
“Hearth's Warming Eve? Well I guess we can organise something. It’ll have to be small though. Need a hoof telling everypony?” Twilight tilted her head, and Sweetie nodded, holding up the two letters she wanted sent. One for each Princess. Twilight sent them off, and soon enough Sweetie was ready to leave.
Next up was Applejack, who was at the farm. Shortly after, Sweetie found Rainbow Dash, and had her tell Fluttershy. Walking toward Sugarcube Corner, Sweetie also informed Pinkie Pie. Naturally, once Pinkie knew, there was no turning back.
Sweetie managed to find Time Turner easily enough while delivering Ditzy’s job advert. After handing him the 'I am a looper' note, Sweetie waited a moment, and then spoke.
“Hearth's Warming Eve? Oh, do you mind if I come as a Changeling? No, maybe a pear. Yes, I can sense the irony right there.” Time Turner smirked, and Sweetie tilted her head, but they were interrupted by Nurse Redheart, and Time Turner dashed away. Sweetie turned toward Ditzy, and breathed in, walking toward the hopeful mare as she gazed over the advert.
“Miss Ditzy, Pinkie Pie is hosting a private party tonight at Twilight’s, and I’d be grateful if you brought Dinky along.” Sweetie smiled warmly, and Ditzy nodded. After all, it would be a free meal for both of them.
“Oh sure, just let me do something first. I just lost my job and I have a feeling this might just be the one for me. Call it fate.” Ditzy laughed, scratching the back of her head as she took to the air, and flew away. Sweetie turned, and made her way back to Twilight’s.
“So are we ready?” Sweetie looked to the group of ponies as they shared a glance, and gave a toothy grin. Sweetie beamed a smile, and looked around, seeing a seat for herself. Sweetie knew there would be a party later tonight, but before that, there was a time honored tradition to keep.
“Fillies and Gentlecolts, I present to you: Farts Warming EVE!” Rainbow Dash smirked, and Sweetie blinked, sensing instantly this was going to be a very strange telling. Rainbow Dash coughed, and began her tale as the others moved into position.
“Once upon a time, the three pony races lived apart, and none farted, for it was very rude to do so.” As Dash spoke, Twilight, Pinkie Pie, and Fluttershy made a show of trying to hold something in, while looking at their flanks.
“So eventually, someone did it.” As if to make a point, Dash smirked, and let off a large poof of gas. Everyone else cringed away, Twilight diving for the window, forgetting about her magic.
“Eventually, everypony realised the one who did it had the right idea, and so everypony let it go. And thus, they decided to found a new nation, one where everypony farts, and they called it Fartlestia.” Dash bowed, and Celestia appeared on stage, wearing a mask depicting a pony farting.
“Pfff-bwuhahhaha.” Sweetie fell off the chair, rolling with laughter, the others bowed, sharing a quiet smirk. Pinkie Pie moved around them, setting up for the party just in time for the other’s arrival. Sweetie smiled, looking to everypony and beaming a smile. This was so much fun!
“Time for presents.” Sweetie dove for the first one, and opened it to reveal a cupcake. Her second one was a muffin. Sweetie realised the third one was a snowflake pattern scarf, and threw it around her neck. Twilight naturally gave her a book. Rainbow Dash made an excuse about her being present enough. Fluttershy had a basket of flowers, which Sweetie could enjoy later. Applejack gave a basket of apples. Time Turner gave her a list of Changeling spells, such as detect emotions.
“Thank you, this is great!” Sweetie beamed a smile, and all smiled warmly in response. Pinkie Pie turned, and layed a random polka-dot pattern on the floor.
“Enough presents, it’s time for Twister!” Pinkie giggled and everyone took a place beside the pattern. Sweetie bounced up and down excitedly, this was going to be fun.
Sadly, it turned out Sweetie was not good at Twister. Apparently being a child with smaller arms was a handicap. No matter, Sweetie still enjoyed it, feeling worn out as Rarity carried her home. Closing her eyes, smile plastered on her face, Sweetie knew that Hearth's Warming Eve had been done right.
Being slipped into the bed, Sweetie stifled a yawn and blinked her eyes open, noticing a curious present on her vanity table. Standing up, she sluggishly walked over, and opened it. Instantly alert, her eyes widened. Sweetie had been expecting a surprise present from Rarity, but this was not something Rarity would ever get her.
It was a clock that told the date and time. Not only that, it had the correct day. Sweetie instantly knew that this clock would even work with time looping, keeping an accurate count of the days as the loops began to count up. Sweetie strapped it around her wrist, and sat down on the bed.
“Happy Hearth's Warming Eve, and thank you for the present.” Sweetie spoke to the room, knowing whomever had given the present was likely to be listening. Laying back down, Sweetie gave a yawn and decided to try beating the Crusaders at a snowball fight again. After all, she was getting better at remembering their movements.
With that thought fading from her mind, Sweetie drifted into sleep.