Fleetfoot and the Best Christmas Pagent
Fleetfoot was in the living room of the Wonderbolt dormitory.She was completely relaxed and reclined on the couch as she drank her warm hot cocoa.Her wings sat on her back,untended or frustrated.Then she heard her cell phone ring.She picked it up.
"Hello?"Fleetfoot said.
"Its me Helen."The other line of the phone said.
Helen was an old mare,who directed the Christmas pageant.Fleetfoot was surprised she had directed it for 27 years in a row!
"You see,I've broken my wing and I need you to direct the agent."The old mare blabbed.
Flatfoot tried to interrupt but the old mare blabbed on and on
"Bye!"Helen finally finished.
Helen then hanged up.
"How did that happen,apparently I'm directing the Christmas pageant this year!"The Wonderbolt said to herself.
***
Fleetfoot was in the Cloudsdale auditorium.This was the place where the Christmas pageant would be held.Fleetfoot looked at her checklist for a moment:Mary,Joseph,Angel of the Lord,Wise Ponies (3).The rest of the girl can be angel and the boys can be shepards.She brought out her pencil.
All of a sudden fillies galloped into the room.They loudly chatted to each other.Eventually they all found there seats.Fleetfoot noticed that all the fillies sat far away from 3 grubby colts.Fleetfoot recognized them.Scootaloo said they were the Herdponies, the worst kids ever.They lied,stole,smoked cigars,and took the Lord's name in vain.There names were Ralph,Imogene,Claude,Ollie,Leroy,and the littlest meanest Hardpony Gladys.
"Welcome to the Christmas pageant!"FleetFoot exclaimed cheerfully.
Imogene's hoof raised in the air.
A question already?
"Whats a pagent?"Imogene asked her.
"It is sort of like a play."Fleetfoot explained.
"Like on TV!"The filly exclaimed more excited.
"Its about Jesus."Fleetfoot informed her.
"Everything around here is about Jesus."The little pony sassed.
The room filled with gasps,even Fleetfoot was shocked that the filly said that.
"Ok."Fleetfoot said."Who wants to be Mary?"
"I do."Imogene said."And Ralph can be Joseph.
Even more gasps filled the room.
"Anyone else wanna be Mary?"Fleetfoot asked,turning her backs on the Herdponies.
The Herdponies gave the other fillies cold dirty looks and threatened them.Fleetfoot turned around to see the Herdponies sitting politley.
"Who wants to be Wise Ponies?"Fleetfoot questioned.
"We'll be Wise Ponies!"Ollie,Leoroy,and Claude said all giving each other bro hooves.
Fleetfoot sighed.
"HEY LADY!"Gladys yelled."What else you got there?"
"The Angel of the Lord."Fleetfoot croaked.
"Well sign me up,I'll be your angel.SHAZAM!"She screamed.
"Huh?"Everyone said.
"Well here comes the angel out of the black of night.SHAZAM!"The little pony exclaimed.
Fleetfoot was certain this would be the worst pageant ever!
***
Fleetfoot had invited the Herdponies to her house,The Wonderbolts Dormitory,to explain the Christmas story.After all the rehearsels they still didn't understand.The Herdponies sat on the carpet,paying close attention as Fleetfoot fluently read each page.Everything was perfect until she reached the part about Herod.
"They're gonna kill a baby?"Claude said."No!I say we get a gang of shapers and wipe out Herod.Imogene you take out the inn keeper.Ollie and Leroy can bomb the palace,and Gladys can zap anyone who gets in the way."
The Herdponies got up and started tackling,kicking.bombing,and knife throwing.They were pretending to attack Herod!Fleetfoot stood there in horror of the Herdponies.
"I got a name for this play!"Gladys hollered."REVENGE AT BETHLEHEM!!!"
The pageant would be awful
***
On the day of the play Fleetfoot was scared it would be awful.It actually was the best pageant ever.Gladys said SHAZAM and instead of bringing mhyrr,Ollie brought ham.Other than that it was perfect.Imogene cried.It all felt so real.The Herdponies realized the true Christmas story!
THE END
Spitfire's Christmas Shopping
Spitfire zoomed high in the air.Her bright wings flapped frantically,as she soared over Cloudsdale.Below was the bustling pegs citizens trying to Christmas shop.She soared above the town looking for the right shop.She had to get her friends Christmas presents.Her scarf almost fell off when she suddenly stopped at the sight of Macy's.
"Perfect."The mare said to herself."Loads of varieties of shops are down there."
The mare angled her body down to the ground and slowly landed.Her hooves shaked at the touch of the cold snowy clouds she had stepped on.
Her teeth chattered as she stepped to the door of Macy's.
Inside the mall were thousand of shops!She had so many options.
"Oh my!"She thought."Well lets do Fleetfoot first.What would she like?"
The mare gazed at each shop.Her eyes narrowed till she saw the perfect shop:Forever 21.
"Aha"!She said to herself as she stepped towards the shop.She gazed at the display window.Each outfit looked nice,but none seemed to suit her best friend.Maybe once she went inside,she would find something.Probualy some new work out clothes.
Spitfire entered to see vast land of clothes on racks,dresses on mannequins,and thousands of pictures of Fluttershy,who had recently quitted her modeling career.
"Well I think I should get something done by Rarity.Dashie said that her clothes are made with something spacial."She thought."I best ask an employee."
Spitfire trotted to a desk.A pony with the name tag titled:Raindrops was at the desk reading a gossip magazine.On the front it had a picture of Spitfire.The "Pegasi" magazines were crazy about SoarinFire.
"Umm excuse me."Spitfire said meekly.
The yellow pony looked up,after a second her eyes filled with astonishment.
"Are you THE Spifire?!?!?!"The pony stammered.
"Yes."Spitfire muttered."But,I need to ask you where is the sweatsuits?"
"Oh my gosh!Can I have your autograph ?!?!?"Raindrops asked.
"Yes."The Wonderbolt said annoyed."IF,you show me the sweatsuits".
"Why yes!"The fan yelled.
Spitfire signed her notebook.
"Now...."Spitfire was about to say until she was interrupted.
"Can I take a selfie with you???!?!?!"The pony exclaimed getting her phone out.
She rolled her eyes and realized this was pointless!
***
Eventually Spitfire was able to find a light gray sweatsuit for her bestie.Now she needed to get Soarin a gift.She thought she should buy him a cook book at the new cooking store.Probualy one about pies.
She entered the store and decided to ask a stallion where the cooking books on pies were.
"Hey,do you know where the cooking books on pies?"
He was about to ask for her autograph,when Sptifire realized most good presents come from the heart.
THE END
