A Very Special Canterlot High Holiday.

Mr. Cranky Doodle took the piece of chalk and began adding dates to the blackboard, today's topic was The War of 1812. "So even though the war had been called of for weeks, Andrew Jackson and hos troops lead the battle of New Orleans, see back in those days they didn't have any social media and mass communication between everyone. It took months for word of the British surrender to get to him all the way in Louisiana." He was interrupted by the Classroom door opening, and a light blue girl with icy blue and snow white hair stepping into the room.

"Hello, is his U.S history with Mr Doodle?" Snowdrop said as she held a note out for him to take, Mr. Cranky read the note and cleared his throat.

"Why yes it is Ms. Snowdrop, you can just take a seat and get settled in and I'm sure one of my students will help you get caught up, do you need any help getting to a seat?" He asked as she took her cane out and began to feel around with it.

"No thank you Mr. Doodle, but I can manage. I do appreciate the offer though." She said smiling at him warmly as she tapped a vacant desk seat with her cane. Snowdrop sat down at her desk and proceed to take out her books, and a large tape recorder. The bulky kind with a mic and stand built in and yes it did use old cassette tapes to record with. He sat only a few seats away, but Norman was fascinated by how Snowdrop was able to fit the tape in the right way and work the buttons. They where the raised embossed type that had the symbols raised to feel which one's you're pressing.

Mr.Cranky's lecture went on as Snow sat patiently listening to every word, her head following him by sound and her attention as undivided as anyone interested in what he had to say. when the bell finally rang dismissing everyone for lunch, Norman noticed how she sat at her desk a pair of headphones in her ears as she rewound and played back her tape of the lesson, listening to it lost in her thought. Norman noticed Mr. Cranky was no doubt in the lounge on a coffee break, leaving him and Snowdrop all alone. He approached her desk slowly and sat next to her. He gently tapped her hand, making her jump a bit.

"Snow it's me Norman." He said patting the back of her hand gently. She calmed herself and took her headphones off, she looked a bit cross at him.

"Etiquette with the blind 101 Mr. Announce yourself." She said slightly peeved that he startled her like that. As her brows narrowed at him with a grimace.

"I'm sorry Snow, It's just with the phones on I didn't think you'd be able to hear me." He said turning one of the desks around to face her's and sat just opposite her. Her expression softened up a bit as he took his seat and pressed stop on the tape recorder. "What's with this relic? I think my dad used a gizmo like this when HE was a reporter for the C.H.S paper." He said puffing into the mic of the player.

"I don't know, I guess I just really admire the retro-activity of using a non digital one like this, besides in spite of what everyone says, magnetic cassette tape is actually quite reliable and long lasting." She said as she hit record on the tape after rewinding it all the way through. "Taped Mr. Cranky History lesson, the war of 1812." She said into the mic and packed the tape into a plastic case.

"So Snow?" Norman asked as she packed her things up.

"Yeah?" She replied as she stood up, prompting him to do the same and follow her.

"What made you want to come to Canterlot High?" He asked as they left the classroom, the halls of the school quite...Decked. The most well decorated of room door's was Ms. Cheerilee's the whole thing had been covered in present wrapping paper, a tree made from chain rolled green and red paper made to look like a tree. Norman wished that if even for just a moment, Snow drop could see all the hard work the students had put into this time of the year.

"I used to go to a special school for the blind, my parents didn't want me in public schools worried I'd be bullied for my...condition. I begged them for years to let me be in school with others, to show them that I'm no different than anyone else. Well they finally gave in and let me come here." She said running her hand over the numbers on the lockers, finally stopping at 367. The lock was locked with a padlock as opposed to a dial lock.

"I think it's awesome to have you here Snowdrop, and trust me when I say that, a few sour grapes aside, everyone here at Canterlot High is very nice." Snowdrop opened her locker, and inside were several snowflakes. They were made from uncolored model magic and triangular bits of white board to give them an angular edge design. they hung from her locker on delicate and nearly invisible strings. "Snow...did..you make these?" Norman asked as he gently reached and touched on of them.

"I used them to decorate my old locker, I never know exactly what they look like, but I just want someone to take one look at them and like them as much as I do, In the way I can't for me." She said holding one up to her face and letting the soft pseudo clay touch her bare skin.

"I think they're..." He said gently brushing a few locks of her silvery snow white and icy cool blue hair feom her face, his eyes locked with her's, as he took her hand gently. Snowdrop neither flinched nor recoiled. her sense became over loaded.

"They're what? What do you think of them Norman?" She said smiling as her face inched slowly to his, the foam snowflakes twirled and spun on their hair thin strings as they grew closer and closer.

"They're beautiful, just like their maker." He said as he slowly and gently placed his lips on Snowdrop's, they kissed. It was a mostly restrained one, just lips to lips, without any suction on them. Just pressing them together and frenching each other tenderly. It felt like hours had passed by the time she reluctantly pulled away from his lips with a soft squeak.

"Did...did we just?" She asked still holding him close to her lovingly.

"Was I your first?" He asked her as he stroked her hair and began to lead her away.

"Yes...most people...believed I'd never be with anyone...let alone someone that can...Isn't like myself." She said blushing as she clung to his arm and let him guide her not caring were he would lead her, he could have taken her away from the school early and she wouldn't have cared. Not that, that's what he was intending to do.

"Who said a girl like you could never be loved by someone just because your different? You may be different snow, but that doesn't make you any less of a person, your're a beautiful girl Snow, don't ever let anyone ever say anything else, got it?" He said stopping only to bieflt rub his nose with her's in a gentle eskimo kiss.

"Yes, I got it Norman, and I promise that I won't ever let anyone get to me anymore." She hugged him again and walked arm in arm with each other to the lunch room. Just before they opened the door, Norman turned to her one last time, and stroked her hair.

"I love you Snowdrop." He said as he held her under her chin and kissed her cheek softly making her blush hard.

"I love you too." She replied and kissed the corner of his mouth and purred in his ear as they went to lunch, a sign on the closing door read.

ENJOY YOUR VACATION CANTERLOT HIGH! BE HERE FOR THE WINTER SHOWCASE THE TWENTY THIRD!!!