What This Year's Hearth's Warming Serial Should Have Been

Rainbow smirked, satisfied with her work. She had picked a good time as well - tomorrow was the day Manehattan Telecommunications Tower ran its tour of the facilities. Her plan was simple, really - give her expertly-crafted piece of literature to the CEO, and he'd be sure to have it dubbed and broadcast. Dare she say her story was up there with the works of John Saddleback and J. R. R. Coltien? Yes she would.

She yawned, and flopped onto her bed. Tomorrow was to be a big day.

"Blah blah blah and this is where blah blah blah signal intercepts blah blah blah..."

Rainbow Dash was not paying attention in the slightest to the tour guide's words. She was just here to hand her paper to the CEO, a stout, well-dressed stallion, currently standing next to the tour guide, and see what he thought of it. If all went according to plan, he would say her work was the best thing the station had received and subsequently have it put on the air. Only time would tell.

"And that, fillies and gentlecolts, is the end of our tour. If you have any ques-"

"Pick me! I have a question!" yelled Rainbow, her hoof shooting up in the air. Without waiting for an answer, she ran over to the CEO and showed her papers to him. "Check this out! I can turn you into a bajillionaire, buddy!"

The CEO, Chief Assets raised an eyebrow and took the papers. He stood there and read them through.

A few minutes later...

"Miss Bash," Assets said with an exasperated expression.

"Dash."

"Miss Dash," Assets corrected himself. "I apologize, but we simply cannot broadcast this."

"Whaaat?! Why?" protested Rainbow.

"Because it is a poorly-constructed story that lacks any of the spirit which ponies want to see at this time of year. Furthermore, you just handed this to me with no preparation expecting it to be broadcast immediately. Have you any idea how long the process takes to get a radio show up and running?"

Rainbow smiled innocently. "A few days?" She squee'd nervously.

Assets shook his head and gave the papers back. "Everypony, Miss Teller will lead you to the exit."

"PLEASE! I love your radio channel!" said Rainbow desperately. "It has really awesome shows! The one with the detective who leads a double life as a sailor was the best idea yet!"

"Sorry miss, my decision is final," affirmed Assets.

"Oh yeah?! Fine! Whatever! I hate your station!" shouted Rainbow. "I'll tell everypony never to tune in! Your channel blows! I mean, a detective who leads a double life as a sailor? What in Tartarus ARE you thinking?!"

Rainbow Dash was still there on yet another mindless angry rant for fifteen minutes after all the other ponies on the tour had left. She would have been there for a very long time were it not for two security guards dragging her downstairs and outside, promptly tossing her onto the ground and slamming the doors shut.

"...and MERRY BUCKING HEARTH'S WARMING!" Rainbow breathed in and out heavily, having finished her rambling.

She groaned dejectedly, and started to take her leave. "This city really is big and cold," she muttered.

After a bit of walking, she noticed a very large pine tree in an open area of the city, decorated with all kinds of festive holiday essentials. Tinsel, and baubles, and even a heavenly angel pony perched at the top.

A mare and a stallion were with a colt and filly, listening intently. "Now, Bigpip, Sully, this is the place we walked through on our way home all those years back... it really was special."

"Want to hear all about this particular type of tree?" asked the mare. "And how it was chosen as the symbol we know today? Here's the story..."

Rainbow smirked and walked over to them, holding up her papers. "Want me to be in charge of that?"