In Celebration of a Hundred.

by Karrakaz

95. Fans

Dash couldn’t believe she had fallen for it.

When Pinkie had told her that her fanclub was waiting for her, she had zipped off, determined to show them how a great flier handled things.

When she arrived at the field however it had been empty. Save for a big collection of automatic wind movers, also known as fans. They were designed to keep a cloudhouse pristine, by preventing them from merging with other clouds. Right now however, they seemed to be mocking her silently.

Dash idly poked one of the metal contraptions with a hoof. “Well played, Pinks... well played”

Comments

[Skeeter The Lurker]

Nicely done, Pinkie, indeed!

~Skeeter The Lurker