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Pen Stroke


A fan-fiction author and game programmer that lives in Glendale, CA.

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Limestone Pie is having her first Hearth's Warming away from home, meeting the parents of her marefriend, Spitfire. Still, with both mares known for their fearsome bellows and commanding personalities, chances of a quiet holiday are rather slim.

Written for Short-tale for Jinglemas 2022

Chapters (1)
Comments ( 7 )

Wow, this pairing! Interesting idea! Nice title!

“Besides, Cheese Sandwich is coming here this year, but don’t you think next year he’d want you to go see his family?”

Pinkie’s hug tightened to the point of being almost suffocating.

:rainbowlaugh: - Great rejoiner, but could've timed it better!

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Limestone glanced over her shoulder a moment, just to ensure Pinkie wasn’t hurt

:heart:
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I know what goes on in that cotton candy-fueled brain of yours.

:twilightoops:
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Limestone blushed furiously at the affection, but she didn’t protest or resist at all

Aww!

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Typo:

two sister’s > two sisters
pa to crazy. > pa too crazy.

This is a really wonderful story!

Thank you Pen Stroke :pinkiehappy:

For Stormy, Limestone had followed Spitfire’s recommendation and gotten him a puzzle. It looked like a nice puzzle to her. A rocky riverbed beneath flowing water. Still, Limestone could read faces well enough to know that he had been initially excited, but then seemed less thrilled once he realized what the puzzle was about. At least Stormy’s gift went over better. Some new earrings: polished gemstones from the rock farm.

I think the first for Stormy is supposed to be for Autumn. Other than that you got these two. They are both hard and strong enough to handle each other. Both would probably railroad anypony else. Great Job! I have write another one of these now!:pinkiehappy:

Thanks for writing it. Very inspiring! Happy Hearth’s Warming

I quite enjoyed this one thd most out of the ones published so far

Aw, Limey's being real understanding!

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Limestone turned and looked at Autumn, who had a very tense-looking smile. “Uh… these are the snow flurry glasses.”

“THE SNOW FLURRY ONES!” Limestone repeated.

:rainbowlaugh:

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Limestone was starting to believe more and more that the enjoyment of Rock Soup was either a family thing or an acquired taste.

Mmm.
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Limestone had to wonder how many of their family traditions had been… Pinkie-ified over the years.

:pinkiecrazy: - All parties will be one.
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Limestone had hoof-carved a gemstone into a training whistle, one that was going to be shriller and louder than any you could buy off the shelf. Spitfire had been keen to try it as soon as she opened it, and yeah, that whistle was an ear-splitter.

Just like all of their interactions! :rainbowdetermined2:
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Aww! Such a good sweater!
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Awesome end paragraph! :yay:

Kind of want to see them get into polyamory and include Bulk Biceps. No one’s eardrums would survive.

I love this fic <3

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