Standing Stones - Christmas

Hope was slightly paranoid about what that the next ghost would look like. It was way too long before she got her answer. The curtains on the windows were blown away by the wind as the next ghost appeared. But something was off, this ghost looked like Pez!

"I like this one." Hope said. It was pretty obvious why.

"Ok, let's get down to business." said The Present Ghost.

Well, he sure doesn't act a lot like Pez...

"So, why do you look like Pez?" Hope asked the specter.

"I don't really know, I guess because it's someone in the present you really care about, I guess." The Present Ghost replied. Hope gave him a look of confusion.

"Don't ask me how this works!" The Present Ghost replied.  "I'm just doing my job!"

"Well, let's get this over with."

"Good idea." Hope grabbed his hoof and they, once again, couldn't be seen or heard. They started headed to Pez's house. Everyone there seemed happy, but Pez seemed to have started a food fight.

"Pez! What did I tell yo- oh, yeah! He can't see or hear me..." Hope said.

"See that?" said The Present Ghost. "They're happy, they're enjoying Christmas and... they're all throwing food at each other."

"Is that normal on Christmas?" Hope asked.

"No, most ponies don't throw food." The Ghost replied. Hope started to seemed a bit convinced, but she still wasn't ready to give up yet.

"I don't get it." Hope said.

"To be fair, me neither." The present ghost started to vanish. "Well, my time is up, see you in the future!"