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You spin me right round-baby-right round-like a rec-
It was a fine day, the sun was high in the glorious half-lightly-clouded-middle-of-the-day-sky.
Sunny was enjoying the process of learning how to make sugar cookies for a late night treat for later, and maybe one for the road, before she left to go get groceries.
"And then you just flip the timer, ~aaaaaaaand!" Izzy flipped said timer, closed the oven, and then stared at it. "Aaaaaaaaand~" She continued to lean forwards, looking into the oven at the cookies inside. "Juuust a little longer~"
The timer was set for twelve minutes.
Sunny let off a short laugh and shook her head at the antics and made to start cleaning up some of the mess. Bowls, mixed icing, waiting for cookies still laid strew about over the counter. As soon as Izzy got Sunny smiling, she stopped, and joined Sunny in the cleanup process. Magic was starting to make short work of the tools, most of them getting pilled up near the sink.
Then Sunny heard something. Sounded like a yell, at a distance, or a laugh. Like somepony was on a roller coaster.
"Hey Izzy, do you hear that?" She asked, pausing with a rolling pin held out in her hoof.
"Hmm?" She tilted her head, "Hear what?"
Now that all the movement and the tinkling from Izzy's magic cut out, Sunny easily hear the noise and confirm it was yelling. "It sounds like, yelling?" She said, and Izzy's eyes slowly moved in different directions as she thought before her posture shifted dramatically and she stood up straight.
"Dang it." Izzy spun, and went for the door. "Not again!"
"Wait! What's happening!" Sunny gave chase. Both of them exited one after the other, Izzy fiddling with the door for a moment before remembering she had access to telekinesis. Sunny was greeted by the sight of Hitch and Zipp just off the trail, staring up into the sky; and the sound of Pipp's voice oscillating along 'whoah-whoah-whoah!'
Sunny followed their gazes to see Pipp, attached by her front right hoof, desperately clinging onto a lengthy bird feeder as it spun around. Both were spinning, and Pipp was apparently holding on for dear life.
"Pipp!" Izzy shouted in mock annoyance, the smile on her face betrayed her amusement.
Hitch spoke up, not taking his eyes off of Pipp. "Hey Sunny."
Sunny, equally, did not look away from the spectacle. "Happy midday Hitch. What's..."
"She was trying to get at the seeds." Hitch answered.
Zipp snickered, clearly trying to restrain herself from bursting into incommunicable guffaws. "She's been up there for like, five minutes."
Pipp was, on each loop, trying to swing her other hoof around to get a better grip on the bird feeder. The momentum was only exacerbating the problem, leading her to spin faster, kick her hooves to stay stable, and continue spinning herself. Her wings were flapping without magic, apparently instinctually flapping to try and keep the pink pegasus stable.
"This is the third time this week Pipp!" Izzy shouted up.
Pipp shouted back, her voice cutting for each word until she was rotated in the right direction. "You keep putting in fresh seeds!"
Izzy tossed her mane, "Uh-Yeah! For the birds!"
"I am a bird!" Came the strained reply. Sunny realized that Pipp wasn't trying to get a better grip on the bird feeder, she was trying to stick her hoof into the bird feeder.
Hitch responded with a raised eyebrow and a clearly unimpressed tone. "I'm not sure that's the same thing..."
Sunny was concerned. "Pipp! Get down, you're going to hurt yourself!"
"Or break my bird feeder!" Izzy yelled back up. "Again." She added on with more mock annoyance.
Everypony knew Izzy liked crafts, breaking a bird feeder would have just been an excuse to make another one.
"I can't get down." Pipp said, almost too quietly to hear over the rotating pegasus wooshing noises.
Hitch, also growing concerned called up, "What do you mean you can't get down?"
A beat passed.
"I can't stop spinning."
Izzy shouted up, "Just let go! I'll catch you."
More spinning. More choked laughter from Zipp.
Sunny watched on with a mixture of befuddled amusement, and moderate concern as the quiet situation drew itself into a near minute of the group watching Pipp spinning around this bird feeder.
Izzy called up, equally unimpressed. "You still haven't let go."
"...I still haven't got my seeds..."
Hitch sending a hoof into his forehead was what broke the horse's back, Zipp burst out into laughter and fell over onto her side.
"Pipp..." Sunny let out, trying to restrain a smile for what could be a serious injury if not handled correctly. That being said, the circumstance was genuinely hilarious, so her restraint for smiling really only lasted the few seconds required to see Pipp try and heft herself up to steal bird seeds out of the feeder again. "Can't you just fly?"
"She already tried that." Hitch responded, "That's how she started spinning."
"Oh." Was all Sunny could say to that.
Zipp pulled out her phone, "Don't worry, I've got this." She held it up, pointing the camera towards Pipp.
"Hey! What are you doing!"
"~Nothing!~"
Hitch rolled his eyes. "If you don't get down, Zipp's gonna clip you and send it out for everypony to see."
Pipp's eyes filled with fear, something Sunny could only see on occasion. The spinning and all. "Wait! No!" Pipp spun around a few more times, trying for the bird feeder again before continuing. "It's the middle of the day! The lighting is all wrong!"
Hitch chuckled, tossing up his hoof and shaking his head, totally at a loss. Sunny was just trapped as an observer, trying to figure out what, if anything, she should do, if it even could be done.
Izzy perked up, letting out a tiny gasp. "I've got the perfect title!" She leaned in conspiratorially, stabbing her hoof into the air with each word. "Bird Feeder Baffles Brighthouse Buffoon."
Pipp let out a strained gasp of terror, "No! Alliteration is the cornerstone of viral posts!"
"I'm gonna do it!" Zipp verbally poked.
"No!"
"I am!"
"Don't!"
Izzy interrupted the back and fourth, "Then just let go Pipp!"
"I don't want to fall!" Was her response.
"You mean you want to get the seeds first." Hitch monotoned.
Sunny found the words to reassure Pipp. "You've got wings Pipp, and we'll catch you when you let go!"
Hitch smoothly took a slow step and trotted past Sunny. "I'll go get a ladder." He disappeared inside the Dreamhouse.
"~I'm taking the video!~" Zipp continued to antagonize Pipp.
"No! Stop! My makeup is all wrong!"
There was a creak, and the sound of wood snapping.
Sunny heard Pipp's measurable response as the inevitable happened. "Uh-oh."
Pipp came to a comedic stop to her angular momentum just as the bird feeder cord snapped. Zipp had already tossed the phone to the grass and was in the air on an intercept trajectory. Sunny held her breath for the second it all happened.
Zipp caught Pipp. Pipp caught the bird feeder, and all three lowered to the ground to safety without any fanfare. Izzy sent a sideways mean look at the pink pegasus, currently enjoying a hoof full of bird seeds as her sister lowered her to the grass. Pipp had the decency to stop eating the seeds and look sheepish as Izzy's magic yanked the bird feeder from her hooves.
"Awww." Pipp deflated. Zipp laughed.
Hitch opened the door again and poked his head out; the smell of smoke greeted Sunny's sinuses. "Hey, were you guys cooking something in here?"
Izzy shouted and scrambled to the door, "My cookies!"
Pipp made to catch the bird feeder that fell from Izzy's aura as she ran off. Bird seeds were acquired, Zipp continued to laugh.
Sunny blinked three times in rapid succession. "Welp. That just happened." She spared a glance towards Pipp enjoying her seeds before blinking again and doing a silent heel turn towards the door.
Hopefully she'd be able to help Izzy salvage the cookies.