TOGETHER FOR HEARTH'S WARMING
By Movie Reel
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In the town of Ponyville, snow was abound. The white stuff covered the skies as much as the ground. Everypony was excited, but why do I say? 'Cause Hearth's Warming is here the next day. The colts and fillies were happy as can be, even the adults like DJ Pon-3. The town glistened with lights that shimmered and shone. The fireplaces burned strong, warming their homes. They gave gifts and spread good cheer throughout the day. All in the name of friendship, which was more than okay.
But this is about the house of Doo. Where Ditzy Doo lives, Dinky too. Hearth's Warming was these ponies favorite time of year, but their house was not ready for the holiday of cheer.The tree was put up, but it hadn't been dressed. The season was busy for both of them, no I don't jest.The pegasus carried letters and packages across towns. While Dinky just played............um............aw jeez. I don't know.
I'm sorry. I know these kind of stories are always told in rhyme with a particular cadence to them. But, do you know how hard it is to rhyme off the top of your head? It's not easy I'll tell you that. Oh man, I feel so bad. Now people will point at me and say "There goes the narrator who couldn't write a single holiday story in rhyme." Oh, the shame of it!
"Well why don't you just not-rhyme?" Ditzy Doo asked me.
I looked at her, perplexed. "Not-rhyme?"
"Yeah." Dinky chimed in. "Just rhyme as best you can."
Oh. Well..... okay then. Thank you.
Now where was I?
Oh yes!
Our favorite Doos were munching on dinner muffins before putting up the rest of the decor. This was there back up meal when they were feeling really bored. Today was when Ditzy finally got a day off from work. She worked really hard all the time because her boss was kind of a jerk. He was big, gruff, and gave her a hard time. He was the type of pony to force somebody to rhyme. Jerk
So they were done with their treat when the door pounded loud. It opened to a pony covered in snow from head to the ground. With a shake and a shudder the snow ball did drop, to reveal the visitor: Raindrops.
Ditzy gasped as Raindrops tracked in snow and mud. "Raindrops? What's with all the hubbub?"
"Delivering a message." She mumbled through a worn envelope.
"Ooh ooh! Can I give it to you mommy?" Dinky asked, eyes full of hope.
When her mother nodded, Dinky's face scrunched up to think. The letter shook through the air in a magic of pink. Her mother smiled at her daughters great feat, then read the letter and sighed in defeat. That one counts right?
"Is everyone else busy?" The mare asked her shivering friend.
"The entire service, at least till the storm ends."
Momma Doo dropped her head with a sigh. She kneeled to her child to look in her eye.
"Dinky, Mommy has a delivery to make."
"But why?" She asked, worried for her mother's sake.
"Mr. Post got an emergency delivery and everyone else is too busy."
"But mommy, you can't go! We are supposed to make the house look pretty." Dinky pleaded for her mother to stay and Ditzy was at a loss of what to say.
"Dinky, do you like getting gifts for Hearth's Warming?" Ditzy asked knowing the response.
"I do, but you always say it's about friendship. Not about the cost."
"I know, I know. But how do we show that?" Asked the filly's mother.
"..... By sharing our.... gifts with each other?"
"Yes, but our gifts can be caring for someone else. It's a time about others, not about yourself. And I'm helping a family by doing my job. And it's a job that I'll do, yesiree bob!" Hey, I'm getting good at this.
The mailmare saluted with pride as Raindrops prepared for the freezing outside.
"Will you be alright on your own?"
"Yeah." Dinky said with a moan.
Ditzy kissed her filly's horn which gave her a giggle, then with a wave goodbye she flew off to settle this pickle.
With a pouch full to burst Ditzy trotted on, with a heart full of duty and a head full of song. She walked over hills and slid down the snowy banks, eager to meet the family that would give her thanks. The wind picked up and boy it was cold, it almost swept away the presents of purple and gold.
"I better be more careful." Ditzy thought and she tied her bag until it was good and taut. She trudged through the snow that was piling up and Ditzy said to herself. "Boy does this suck!" I liked that one. I can do this.
Back at home, Dinky finished off the last muffin. She was thinking about what would be good stocking stuffings. Would it be her necklace that she made at school? How about a scarf? Now that would be cool. Something nice for mom, and nothing too tough. If only she could be good at this decorating stuff.
She struggled with wrapping the tinsel that shined, it shouldn't be this hard with this small of a pine. She reached as far as she could and gave up right there, she could reach higher if she'd float through the air. She left the tree to to gather her gifts, one for her mother and one for her sis. For mamma, a scarf that she made on her own. Great, now she missed her and wished she was home. Now Sparky's was special tricky to find. I won't say what but it will blow her mind.
Ditzy struggled to walk down the snow beaten road, passing the pond with an ice cold toad. That rhyme was forced, yes I know. Long sentence short; Ditzy's walking through snow.
She fought against freezing snow and a howling gale, she had a package to give and she would not fail. She had to finish quick and be done soon. She had a filly at home, waiting in gloom. "What was she doing to pass the time?" The Doo had to wonder. She hoped her child was having more fun than her blunder.
Dinky was laying on her butt on the floor. She stared at the ceiling, feeling quite bored. All her presents were wrapped and tucked under the tree. Now she was waiting for Mom and sister Sparky. "Come on!" She groaned with a moan. She didn't want to spend Hearth's Warming alone.
She looked at the tree, still missing it's star. Then out the window to the lights out on far. She went to her room to play with her toys and ran through the house making some kind of noise.
That was when Ditzy arrived at the door, her body was tired and her hooves were sore. With a turn of the knob it opened quite wide, revealing to Ditzy what was inside. A party was on, a real festive jubilee. The sight alone was worth the delivery. She took out the gifts and passed them around, good will and kindness being the only sounds. The party continued with grandeur and fun, it's host ever gracious then gave her a hug.
"Oh thank you!" She thanked. "You're a life saver you know."
Ditzy thanked her right back and flew into the snow.
Dinky was waiting at home, if you could guess. She did more decorating and needed a rest. She didn't want to wait to put on the star. "Mommy, come home! It can't be that far!"
And just like a blessing did Ditzy walk in, a silly snow beard covered her chin. Our Doo's shared a hug as the two reunited, Mom looked at the room and was quite delighted.
"Did you do all this?" Asked Ditzy amazed.
"Yeah." Dinky said, her cheeks all ablaze.
With a dip in the quick warm bath, Ditzy was ready for one final task. They wrapped up the tree right to the top, Dinky's smiling face was ready to pop. The mom picked up the child of glee so she finally put the star on the tree. Hmm. Those sounded a bit wonky. And a touch forced. Maybe I ran out of clever rhymes to-
"Mr. Narrator." Ditzy said as a warning.
Okay, okay.
The fire was warm and outside was still storming, but our Doo's were home together for Hearth's Warming. They lay on the carpet with a good book, Ditzy told the tale of a lovable crook. They cuddled in blanket made of Rarity's fine silk, and snacked on fresh cookies and milk. Dinky squeezed her plush at the climactic duel, she liked when the villain got slapped and fell in the pool.
"Mommy when is Sparky coming back?"
Ditzy thought that too and paused the hero's attack.
"She should be back soon." She spoke with some hope. "Think she'll come when your sleeping?"
"Nope!"
Two stories later, Dinky nodded off. Ditzy saw this and decided to stop. She picked up her filly and carried her to bed. She thought she was sleeping until Dinky had said-
"Mommy... I hope Sparky comes home soon." Ditzy smiled and tucked in her little Doo. She gave her her toy and snuck out the door and went to her room, then faceplanted the floor.
"Whoa!"
Sorry. Needed a rhyme.
She got back up and searched through her chest, taking out the gifts she knew would be best. She put them under the tree and was about to put out the light when she heard a light tinking coming from her right. She looked out the window expecting a prank that's subpar, but she saw her other daughter Amethyst Star.
"Sparkler!" She quietly squeaked, making sure Dinky wouldn't sneak a peek. "Did you make it back okay?"
"Well first off my train was delayed. Course it had to keep snowing all through the week. ~YAWN~ Man am I tired." She said needing some sleep.
Taking her overstuffed saddle pouch, Ditzy let Sparkler collapse on the couch. Smiling at her adopted daughter on her makeshift bed, Ditzy couldn't resist putting a bow on her head.
Ditzy went to her own room to rest, this kind of Hearth's Warming was always the best. When everyone's home and presents were shared, and only happiness was felt in the air. When fillies wake up with morning's kiss, to find a gift or sleeping big sis. I think that's a good place to leave you. Just know it's gonna be a great day for our favorite Doos.
THE END
Author's Note
Yes! I did it! I almost did the entire story in rhyme! I am approximately decent at poetry. Sort of.
Yeah it's a little late for Christmas but hey, it's the day after and I'm still in the holiday mood.
Happy Holidays to all.
