The Wonderbolts:Christmas Special

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.

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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!

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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

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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