//------------------------------// // El Atrevimiento // Story: Tales of Another Ponyville // by Paradise Oasis //------------------------------// ¡Hola, poni! ¿Cómo estás? ¡Muy bien, gracias! Me llamo Fiesta Flair, mi tengo— Oh, tú no hablas Maretonian, eh? ¡Qué pena¡ ¡Qué pena! Anyway, hi dere! My name's Fiesta Flair, an I'm de super cool party planner for all of Ponyville! No, Pinkie Pie is not de town's party planner, why does everybody tink dat?! It's me, de yellow mare with de red mane and maracas cutie mark! Anyway, mi famila came from Maretonia to Ponyville a long time ago, an' I still have de language. So I kinda sound mucho different from all of mi good friends here in Ponyville! Tomorrow is de big day, 'cause I am planning de quinceañera for de Scootaloo, 'cause it gonna be her fifteenth birthday, and dat a mucho big cause to celebrate! (No, not de cutie-ceañera, we ponies are born with de cutie marks nowadays.) So I gotta hurry up, an get everything ready just in time for de party! It not something I should be rushing, let me tell you! I gotta whole lotta stuff to organize, so it is mucho work. And oh boy, I kinda procrastinated so long, it gonna be real hard to catch up now! So dere I am, standing outside mi red-tiled roof hacienda, reading off all de things on mi party checklist as de delivery ponies bring dem in from de outside. Looking through all de boxes, I made sure I had everything dat was listed on mi clipboard. "Birthday cake ingredients-check! Pinata parts-check! plates and hats-check! Looks like everything is coming in!" I say aloud with a grin, going down de list an' checking tings off with de hoof pen as I go. "'Dis gonna be de best birthday ever!" When I was a little filly, I discovered dat mi talent was in putting together de Fiesta. I first learned dis, when mi mama was unable to put together a good birthday party for mi brother, and I had to jump in and save it from being a disaster. Mi madre was a wonderful baker- dat was her special talent, after all- but she couldn't plan a fiesta to save her life! So I been planning de parties ever since! I really good at it too, making any kind celebration mucho spectacular! "Oh, hi Fiesta! I see you're working on Scootaloo's birthday party already!" An annoying voice call out from behin' me. "Yes yes yes, good to see you're staying on the ball this time." "Oh, buneas noches to you, good Razaroo." I call back, trying to keep my attention on de list, and ignoring her usual childish taunts. "So,vas is new with you, señorita?" "Bonus nachos to you too, Fiesta." She growled at me, giving me de evil eye like I had just kicked her puppy or someting. "Just seeing if I could help the amateur party planner with her work. And yes yes yes, you do look like you could really really use my help!" Ohhhhh, dat Razz! She always start de fight over de hosting de birthday parties! Our special talents kina overlap on dat subject, though mine cover all kinds of parties. We are always competin' to host de birthday parties here in Ponyville, and usually we end up split right down de middle on who gets dem. She also still mad at me for taking her boyfriend Frisco away from her, an' marrying de stallion she loved on her very own birthday! "Pinatas, burritos, sombreros... huh, looks like it's you're standard Fiesta party here, yes yes yes." Dat little la diabla sneers at me, looking around at the boxes of delivered party supplies in disdain. "You know, Fiesta dear, ponies can get awfully tired of every party having the same cultural style over and over again. You really should try something new, don't you think?" "De Ponyville ponies, dey love mi fiestas!" I snap back, stamping mi hoof on de ground. "At least it mucho more fun dan dat stupid birthday book of yours, Razz!" "I've had just about enough of your mouth, you Maretonian taco slurper!" Dat old nag snorts, her nose flarin' up like de radiator in mi hacienda. "Want to put your money where your mouth is?! Yes yes yes, I bet you I can put together a better birthday party than you can!" "You're on, chica!" I shout without thinking, ready to pounce on dis snake on a mare. "We both put together de birthday party for señorita Scootaloo! And de one she likes best is de winner!" "And the loser has to give up birthday party planning in Ponyville altogether, yes yes yes! I have you running back to maretonia with your tail between your flank!" Razzaroo sneers, turning away as she trot back to her house. "Good luck señorita Fiesta, you're going to need it!" By the blessed virgin mare, that gringo make me so mad, I want to trample her into a pancake! My hooves are still shaking in rage when Frisco comes home. He stares at me in utter confusion, not knowing what had just happened. "Fiesta, is something wrong?" My good husband, he ask me. "You look like you're about ready to explode!" "Oh esa vieja bruja, ella me hace querer desgarrar mi pelo!" I roar, trotting by Frisco angrily. "Voy a vencer a su bien!" "Well, that was certainly weird." She say aloud, after he thought I was out of hearing range. "Okay, what did I miss here?" If it's a fight dat little blue hussy with de pink and white mane wants, it gonna be a fight she gonna get! I'm not gonna lose my position as Ponyville's mucha party planner!