Bathtime for Ponies Part 2

by Starry Eyed

Blinkie, Inkie, and Pinkie Pie

You have been cursed by the scorn of Everfree: the poison joke
you did not realize until this morning when you awoke.
You’d have just gone for the cure to this most accursed flora
but you haven’t had time to visit your old friend Zecora.
Like the wise zebra, your curse makes your thoughts and words rhyme.
“You can’t heal my curse but you let me travel through time?”
Over the phone your boss once more explains
that despite wishing to aleve you of your pains
that the only real cure is a bath in medicinal herbs,
so with magic the boss can’t fix this thing which disturbs.

You hang up the phone with a consigned sigh
returning your full attention to young Pinkie Pie.
Her tail and mane are both straight and she has no cutie mark
forgotten birthdays yet to come at first made you suspect she’d seem dark,
but as you watched over her, anyone would clearly see:
she was just sad; her life was not yet full of glee.
Not wanting to see such a sad little sight
you gently pet her soft head saying, “It’ll all be alright.”

She smiles; you’re her favorite person other than her granny
she did seem depressed, but at least not uncanny.
You scoop her up in your arms, provoking a laugh
which is instantly stifled, “It’s time for your bath.”
She struggles to escape with the force of ten twisters
“Oh come on relax, now let’s go find your sisters.”

You quickly find the next sister of Pinkie,
a young second sister, by the name of Blinkie.
Her coat’s a soft purple, her mane the color of limestone
you say, “It’s time for your bath”. She just lets out a groan.

Now that you have the next sister in tow
you look for the last, “Only one more to go.”
You search over and under and all around,
but the last sister is nowhere to be found
then at last you find the last sister, her coat a soft gray
her mane like black marble, once the dirt’s washed away

You pick her up before telling her, in a manner so sly
she does not want a bath! No not Inkie Pie!
But by now it’s too late, no more sisters to go
you head for the tub, young Blinkie in tow.

Once there you watch patiently, as Blinkie crosses the floor,
and once she’s safely inside with a foot you close the door.
You set the other two down, both complaining a lot
and take a seat while testing to see if the waters too hot
you get the sisters to join you, so they can also see
then into the tub they go, one, two, and three.
This will be the first time you’ve washed three ponies at once
and you really hope Pinkie won’t try any of her Pinkie Pie stunts.
With one hand you prepare ‘homemade pie’ scented shampoo
and proceed to form lather from the sweet smelling goo

You decide to start with the oldest, who has given you so little trouble
and so scrub Blinkie Pie’s mane with the soap until it starts to bubble.
You realize how dirty they get on the rock farm they trample,
but Blinkie loves the tickly scrubbing, which sets a good example.
The next sister giggles at this sight, with a babyish warble.
You decide to move on to the foal with a mane of marble.

Inkie likewise enjoys the scrub that she thought she’d despise,
you see their levels of happiness are now on the rise.
You didn’t realize her mane of marble had a real marble-like shine,
you scrub and you scrub, once rinsed it will be so divine.
You finish lathering the mane the color of ink
and turn you attention to the sister of pink.

Even back then, Pinkie’s joy was seeing others smile
though she’d not get her cutie mark for a fair while.
Seeing them happy like that makes her want her mane soapy too
you scrub and scrub, how you love what you get paid to do.
With all three sisters now donning bubbles of white
you all three burst into giggles at the adorable sight

You rinse young Blinkie so that her mane will finally be clean
and behold the softest gray color that you’ve ever seen.
The next sister hates rinsing, and awaits with a mad but cute little frown
her washed mane looks to you like a well of ink ‘round her head pouring down.
At last you move on to an anxious Pinkie, and the last set of bubbles
and wash them away, along with her worries and troubles.

With all the manes cleaned, and the sisters finally at ease
it’s now time to move on, “Sit up won’t you please?”
Blinkie lifts up her tail, doing what you asked for
you start with her, it worked so well before.
You finish scrubbing her tail at record setting rate,
it’s really easy with the hair being so straight.
You now wash Inkie Pie’s tail with the very same ease,
she still hates this part, but she readily agrees.
Pinkie stands up, knowing her turn is drawing near
you at last wash the pony, which brings up the rear.

You instruct the first sister by having her sit down
you gently take her forehooves and spin her around.
Her tail swirls in the water, till the last sud is gone.
She’s sad when it’s over; she wishes it had gone on.
The others rush over, who's next, they wait to learn.
You go out of order, making dear Pinkie turn
Inkie’s not even jealous; she takes hold and holds fast
and once you have spun her they are all clean at last.

You ready the toys, which you give to the three
giving only one each, so they’re given fairly.
You lean back to watch, as the three sisters play
it’s a wonderful end to a wonderful day.
You pull the plug, the bath is finally done.
Three foals pout, it was so very fun.

You take the three out, placing each on the mat
you dry their little heads, giving each one a pat.
You move on to the tails, and tummies, and side to side,
and at long last the three little sisters are dried.

You stare in melancholy, as the three sisters still play,
knowing they will live apart on a not-so-distant day.
You decide to break rules, in a manner most grand
and give them advice they will not understand.

“Girls” you say softly, and each one turns a head
“I want to say something before you all go to bed.”
You look to the sisters, both Inkie and Blinkie
knowing that soon they’ll be apart from dear Pinkie
“When you three are together, I’ve seen the way you feel
the bond between sisters so precious and real.
And even, let’s say, if you were to soon roam
it’s not where you are that comprises your home.
Your home doesn’t change, though you may grow apart
that place is where bonds are, right here, in your heart.
It’s made of the stuff that makes the day seem so bright,
and it’s made of the stuff that keeps your heart warm at night,
yes it’s more than any sort of feeling, or anything thereof
the most powerful thing, a great magic called: Love.

So even though I’m sure you won't remember what I have just spoken
know that the bonds in your hearts can never be broken.”

You stand up now, a stand silent a minute
your eye is bright, but a tear stands in it.
Part of you wishes you just hadn’t spoke,
what a sappy thing to stay. Stupid Poison Joke.
You remember to make sure to turn on the nightlight
and tuck them all in, telling each one goodnight.
You read them, “Goodnight Luna”, give them a kiss on the head
and you exit the room, as they snuggle into bed.

You get in the time machine, ready to get your rhymes cured
and you receive a call, it’s your boss you’re assured.
You apologize in advance, for saying something you shouldn’t
“You just gave them advice. I never said that you couldn’t.”
Your boss has already scheduled a cure for your Rhyme
It’s waiting for you. You love messing with time!

At the baths down in Ponyville you finally arrive.
Another day of this rhyming? You’ll never survive!
You talk with Lotus; who has already prepared your aid
“It’s not only scheduled, it’s already paid.”
You’re sure to that detail your boss wouldn’t see
so who paid your bill? Who could it be?
You turn to see the ones who your cure did buy:
Inkie, Blinkie, and Pinkie, the sisters of Pie.

“We heard about your cure” said the sister of party
“So we decided we’d chip in don’t you see?”
“We all wanted to help, it was the least we could do”
The sisters had done this as their thanks to you.
This seems like a lot; you were paid to foalsit.
They all give you a hug, “We did not forget.”

Author's Note:

Looks like I was completely wrong when I said this chapter was coming soon,
I mean for goodness sakes! It’s already been a full moon!
I have been dealing with a real curse: one called, “Real life”
It’s had me bogged down and filled up with strife.
I wanted this sooner, but had too much to do,
But I would have hated to disappoint you.
The next chapter won’t be out till at least the 17th
But it will be out then (if I have the strength).
Oh English, why do you hate me so?
You're my native language, why do you not flow?
In any other I could have done this with ease
Next time help me, you know, if you please.
You’re free to complain, since I’ve been gone such a long time
But complaints must be “G” rated, and submitted in rhyme.

Comments

[TheMessenger]

Since this isn't a complaint do I still have to rhyme? Honestly, I have enough trouble writing Zecora in the fic that is mine. This chapter, I dare say, has been the best yet. All the effort put was worth it I bet. The rhyming flowed perfectly, giving the fic a picture book feel. And it made d'awws I had all the more real. The ending, oh God, so heartwarming I have to say. It would be amazing if you always wrote this way.

Alas, that's cannot be. And now to release the Grammar Nazi in me: 'your' in your author notation below is not the right 'your'. You mean to say 'you are my native language' and thus should say 'you're'.

Yeah, I rhymed 'your' with 'you're', can't stop me now. But in conclusion, I hope you continue to wow...

[prince big mcintosh93]

Too much rhyme

[Starry Eyed]

3312399

Ryhming, "Your" with "You're" is perfectly fine.
I almost did something similar in this chapter of mine.
Instead of: "The others rush over, who's next, they wait to learn
You go out of order, letting dear Pinkie turn"
I considered, "The others agree that they want to turn
They await rinsing eagerly, awaiting their turn"
But I decided to put this idea back on the shelf,
I do not want to rhyme a word with itself.
Also I appreciate you being a Grammar Nazi
It is something I personally strive to be.
And only complaining must be submitted in rhyme,
But I'm glad you helped out, thanks for your time.

[Changeling-Drone]

To me it sounded JUST like dr Seuss

[Dan]

You didn’t realize her mane of marble had a real marble like shine,

Needs a hyphen. "Marble-like"

[Riz]

3312515

Will you do Button Mash next please ?

[SuperPinkBrony12]

Didn't we already bathe Pinkie Pie all the way back in the first chapter of Part 1?

[Starry Eyed]

3312941

It was really more based on Zecora’s speech
and I know that I’m not one to preach…
but rather than Seuss, I think of old Santa Claus movies
a childhood to me more precious than diamonds or rubies.

3313300

Fixed. Though you didn’t rhyme, I’ll forgive you this once,
because you have my thanks, now I don’t sound like a dunce.

3313781

I assure you I will, but not here you see,
for Button Mash is what’s called an OC.
In, “bathtime for OCs” Button Mash will be cleaned
so head over there, where the OCs are screened.

3314062

I actually only started writing it this last weekend.
I got through the rhyming with the help of a friend.

3317281

Indeed we did, DerpsandDinks404 washed dear Pinkie,
but this chapter was devoted to Inkie and Blinkie.
Into the sisters’ relationship this chapter was meant to delve,
but I thank you for asking SuperPinkBrony12

[Riz]

3319269
How so ? We see Button Mash in the series, though for a moment, how is he an OC ?

[Cryogenical]

I skipped this chapter.
Don't use rhyme to write a novel.

[Starry Eyed]

3321465

(gargles cure for poison joke)

Uh, that's better, not rhyming anymore. Now, I apologize. I haven't actually ever seen anything on Button Mash except a short clip a friend sent me, and I completely missed him being in the series. Let this be a warning to all you readers not only not to write a chapter before doing research, but also not to even talk about it. The truth of the matter is I know extremely little about Button Mash and haven't taken the time to look it up. However, since a friend showed me the clip, I've been under the assumption he was an OC, since I completely missed him being Cannon. I can admit when I'm wrong.

3323822

That's kind of... sad, actually
Novel? What novel?

Novel Noun
"A fictitious prose narrative of book length, typically representing character and action with some degree of realism."

This isn't novel by any part of the definition. It's a lighthearted series of comedic shorts filled with feels. The whole point is that they are supposed to be lighthearted, mildly funny (not full blown comedy), and sweet. Yeah you don't rhyme in novel stories, but this isn't supposed to be that serious. I encourage you to try it before you knock it, and then if it's not your thing, that's fine to. You'll never know the joy of discovering something new if you don't even give them a chance, and if you do and it's not your thing, at least you know.

Sorry, my personality in real life is a mix of Twilight, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, In that order. The Twilight in me just thinks you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover.

[Cryogenical]

3324466
It's not the best course of action to just throw in an ENTIRE chapter written in poetry form, when the basis of your previous chapters were all in regular prose.

Poetry's not what made me come to like this story, much less favorite it. If you really wanted to write in poetry it would've been better as just a side story, and you probably could've expanded it later on if you felt the want to write in rhyme again.

[Starry Eyed]

3328842

I'll respect your opinion, but I still wish you would just give it a try.

Also, I feel like you're taking this far too seriously. It's cute and mildly funny, that was the only goal I had to start with, and it still is. I didn't "Really want to write poetry" I believe it was the best possible way to write this chapter. I would agree with you if this was a drama, or even if it had a serious plot, but it doesn't and isn't supposed to. I'm not going to start writing all the chapters in rhyme or anything. It's clear you don't approve, but please, try to at least appreciate why it was done even if it's not your style.

Now please, let's not take this farther, opinions are a dumb thing to get worked up on

[Cryogenical]

3332172

if I recall correctly you were the one calling me out in the first place, I was previously just stating my opinion and thoughts on said chapter.