And here's a small preview of the gift you'll receive on Sunday!

My Unexpected Gift - Chapter Nineteen
Curse of the Bickering In-Laws

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One week.

"Oh baby, I'm so proud of you two!"

One week since Bisque arrived to help plan the wedding.

"Oh Soarin', Applejack, I can't wait to cater your wedding!"

One week since his mom said she was catering the reception.

"Not so fast, Bisque! Who says you're gonna be caterin'!"

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For several years, I've been begging like a dog for private voice lessons as to help me with my future career in the performing arts. I've been coaching myself for even longer, not only in vocals, but also stage acting, improvisation and dance (mainly ballet and modern jazz with slight influences of Irish step and american tap). It didn't work out as well as the other two, though. Gotta run! No ponies here till summer, but occasional posts shall still happen on said basis.

That's me except with balls in the face. It doesn't happen very often, this was the first time this school year actually. This however was the first one to actually injure me. Nothing bad, just a tiny cut. I mean, yeah, there was blood, but it wasn't serious. I'm one of the captains for my class (totally fit nerd) and everyone started freaking while I just checked my glasses (for obvious reasons) and laughed hysterically. The girl who kicked the ball, a good friend of mine and one of the

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I'm in one of those moods where I need to write! Chapter 19, and possibly an interlude, will be up tonight. I'm already over 500 words in!

You know what you're supposed to do on snow days? Not think about school. You know what they do at my school? Assign homework through the school email system. Damn it, School! I could of spent the last two days catching up on my pony and writing, but you decided it would be a good day to have our teachers give us more schoolwork! Season four? I've only seen three episodes of it! Heck, I haven't even gotten to finish watching the other seasons! That's why, against all better judgement,

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Have you ever had something hit you hard and leave you feeling no emotion? Like you were empty and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't fill the void? You keep on trying to smile, to cry, to not feel broken, and you can't. You don't want to burden anyone with your troubles, but you know cliches well enough to know that's the only way you'll feel better.

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"I can explain!" a exhausted blond headed girl cried out, two drops of tears forming in her eyes.

"So!" returned the black silhouette, an overbearing irritation controlling it's many harmonious voices, something the young pegasister was far too familiar with, "Explain it!"

The girl tried to speak, but as fear took over, her words died in her throat, getting weaker and weaker until all she could do was quietly stumbling the words "I'm sorry" in a continuous loop.

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Since my first story published here, Somewhere Over The Rainbow, my base of operations has been my iPhone, though with the occasional change of iPhone as my clumsiness continually ruled over me. Today, however, I post from a different devise. The old era has come to an end and a new one rises in it's ashes. Today, I post from an iPad mini!

May your life be nothing but MERRY and BRIGHT!

This chapter shall focus on Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash.