The snow outside Fluttershy’s cottage lay untouched, a soft blanket of white that sparkled under the pale winter sun. Hearth’s Warming decorations adorned the nearby trees—simple garlands of cranberries and pinecones hung for the animals to enjoy. The fire crackled gently in the hearth inside the cozy cottage, casting a warm glow across the room. Fluttershy sat near the window, wrapped in a quilt, sipping a steaming cup of peppermint tea as Angel Bunny snoozed beside her. It was the perfect peaceful morning, just the way she liked it.
But peace in Ponyville rarely lasted long.
A rapid knock on the door startled Fluttershy, followed immediately by the unmistakable voice of Pinkie Pie. “Fluttershy! Oh, Fluttershy, open up! It’s the most Hearth’s-Warming-y day of the year!”
Before Fluttershy could even respond, the door burst open (thankfully not locked), and in bounced Pinkie Pie, bundled up in a bright red scarf and a Hearth’s Warming sweater adorned with tiny jingle bells. Snowflakes clung to her curly mane, and she was dragging a small sled piled high with boxes, bags, and what appeared to be a giant candy cane.
“Surprise!” Pinkie cheered, her grin stretching from ear to ear. “It’s Cozy Hearth’s Warming Friend Day! And you, Fluttershy, are the special guest of honor!”
“Oh my,” Fluttershy said softly, setting her teacup down. “That’s... Um... Lovely, Pinkie. But I didn’t know today was a special day.”
“Every day with friends is special, silly!” Pinkie declared, bouncing in place and scattering bits of snow onto the rug. “But today is extra-special because it’s Hearth’s Warming Eve, and I thought, who better to spend it with than my sweet, kind, animal-loving bestie Fluttershy?”
Fluttershy blushed, a small smile creeping onto her face despite her initial surprise. “That’s very thoughtful of you, Pinkie. But, um… what exactly does Cozy Hearth’s Warming Friend Day involve for you? I usually spend it with Angel”
Pinkie gasped, placing a hoof over her chest as if the question was preposterous. “What doesn’t it involve?!” She launched into a rapid-fire list. “Cookies! Oh and cocoa! Don’t forget Crafts! Of course, there’s cuddling animals! Making gifts! We couldn’t forget building snowponies! And, most importantly, spending the coziest, warmest, happiest day ever with my best friend!”
“Oh, that all sounds nice,” Fluttershy admitted, though the whirlwind of ideas made her wings twitch nervously. “But maybe... We could keep it quiet and simple?”
Pinkie immediately stopped bouncing, her expression softening. “Of course, Fluttershy! Quiet and simple, Pinkie Promise!” She did the accompanying motions: “Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!”
Fluttershy giggled softly, her nerves settling. “Okay, Pinkie. That sounds like a fun plan. I will follow your lead.”
“Yippee!” Pinkie cheered, pulling Fluttershy into a quick but enthusiastic hug. “This is gonna be the best Hearth’s Warming ever!”
As Pinkie began unpacking her sled, Fluttershy couldn’t help but feel her heart warm. Pinkie’s excitement was infectious, and for all her high energy, she always had a way of making Fluttershy feel special.
This was going to be a Hearth’s Warming to remember.
Fluttershy watched as Pinkie Pie zipped around her living room, unloading an assortment of colorful boxes, craft supplies, and a surprising number of baked goods from her sled. The room quickly transformed into a whirlwind of Hearth’s Warming cheer—ribbons and wrapping paper here, a plate of gingerbread ponies there, and somewhere in the mix, a jar of glitter that Angel Bunny quickly decided was suspicious.
“Oh, this is going to be so much fun, Fluttershy!” Pinkie chirped as she perched precariously on a pile of crafting supplies, holding up a glitter-covered list. “I’ve got the perfect plan to make this the coziest Hearth’s Warming Friend Day ever! First, we bake cookies! Then we decorate ornaments! Then we—"
“Um, Pinkie?” Fluttershy interjected gently.
“Then we sing carols to the animals, make snowponies outside, come back for cocoa, and—"
“Pinkie,” Fluttershy said a little louder this time, her voice still soft but steady enough to catch Pinkie’s attention.
Pinkie stopped mid-bounce, blinking at Fluttershy. “What’s wrong? Don’t you like singing carols to animals? Because if they don’t like carols, I also know a great juggling act—"
Fluttershy smiled and shook her head. “It’s not that, Pinkie. Everything you’ve planned sounds wonderful. It’s just… I’m not sure I can do so many things in one day.”
“Ohhh,” Pinkie said, her voice dropping into an exaggerated whisper as she landed softly on the rug. “Too much hustle, not enough cozy?”
Fluttershy nodded, her wings folding neatly at her sides. “I think I’d enjoy something a little quieter. Maybe… just a few simple activities? Something relaxing?”
Pinkie’s face lit up. “Why didn’t you say so earlier, Fluttershy? I can do cozy! I’m like, the princess of cozy!” She struck a silly pose, wrapping herself dramatically in a fluffy scarf.
Fluttershy giggled. “You really are thoughtful, Pinkie.”
Pinkie popped over to the pile of supplies and began digging through them with purpose. “Okay, let’s streamline this! No caroling. No snowpony contests. No juggling—though that one’s still on the table if we’re feeling spontaneous. Instead, how about: baking cookies, crafting gifts, and spending time with your critter friends?”
Fluttershy’s eyes brightened. “That sounds lovely, Pinkie. And maybe we could just enjoy some quiet time by the fire, too?”
“Done and done!” Pinkie said, tossing the glittery list over her shoulder. “This is officially a Fluttershy-approved Hearth’s Warming plan!”
As they finalized the schedule, Angel Bunny hopped over to inspect Pinkie’s pile of decorations. He tugged at a loose strand of tinsel, his nose twitching skeptically.
“Oh, don’t worry, Angel Bunny!” Pinkie said, leaning down to his level. “This day is going to be the coziest, warmest, happiest Hearth’s Warming ever—and you’re invited, too!”
Angel blinked, seemingly unimpressed, but when Fluttershy giggled and scratched his ears, he relaxed, hopping back to his usual spot by the fire.
With a plan in place, Pinkie and Fluttershy got to work. The day was already shaping up to be as warm and bright as the Hearth’s Warming lights twinkling outside.
The scent of sugar and vanilla filled the kitchen as Pinkie and Fluttershy worked side by side, preparing cookie dough for their first activity of the day. The cozy little kitchen had become a hub of holiday cheer, with bowls of colorful ingredients spread across the counter and flour dusting nearly every surface—including Pinkie’s nose.
“Okay, Fluttershy, what do you think? Too much glitter?” Pinkie held up a cookie cutter shaped like a snowflake, its edges already coated with edible sparkles.
“Oh no, Pinkie,” Fluttershy said, carefully rolling out the dough with a steady hoof. “I think it’s just the right amount of sparkle. It looks very festive.”
“Phew!” Pinkie said with exaggerated relief. “I didn’t want the cookies to feel underdressed for Hearth’s Warming.”
Fluttershy giggled softly, using an animal-shaped cutter to press out a bunny-shaped cookie. “I’m sure they’ll be the best-dressed cookies in Ponyville.”
As they worked, Pinkie sprinkled colorful sugar crystals over the snowflakes she’d shaped, humming a cheerful Hearth’s Warming tune. Fluttershy, on the other hoof, delicately piped soft pastel icing onto her animal-shaped cookies, each one a tiny masterpiece.
The pair became so engrossed in their baking that neither noticed Angel Bunny stealthily hopping onto the counter. The little rascal grabbed a freshly frosted cookie and darted away, crumbs trailing behind him.
“Angel!” Fluttershy exclaimed, though her gentle tone was more amused than scolding.
Pinkie gasped dramatically. “A cookie thief! Quick, Fluttershy, we need to launch a full-scale investigation!” She whipped out a magnifying glass from seemingly nowhere and pretended to examine the crumbs.
Fluttershy laughed, shaking her head. “I think we’ve already found the culprit.” She pointed to Angel, who was now lounging in his favorite spot with a suspiciously satisfied look on his face.
Pinkie giggled, setting down the magnifying glass. “You’re lucky you’re so cute, Angel Bunny! Otherwise, I’d have to set up a cookie alarm system.”
Angel gave a smug little flick of his ears, and Fluttershy scratched his head affectionately before returning to the baking.
After the cookies were baked and cooling on the counter, Fluttershy led Pinkie into the living room. “I thought this would be a nice time to check on the critters,” she said. “I always like to make sure they’re warm and comfortable, especially on chilly days like this.”
“Ooh, critter care time!” Pinkie cheered, bouncing after her friend. “Lead the way, Fluttershy!”
The pair stepped outside into the snow-dusted garden behind the cottage, where a variety of small burrows and cozy nests had been set up for the woodland animals. Fluttershy carried a basket filled with tiny blankets, while Pinkie balanced a tray of treats—little acorn-shaped snacks she’d whipped up earlier.
“Happy Hearth’s Warming, little ones,” Fluttershy said softly as she approached the first burrow. A pair of squirrels peeked out, their eyes bright with curiosity. Fluttershy gently draped a miniature blanket over their nest, and Pinkie set down a treat beside them with a cheerful grin.
“Now you two stay warm and snug, okay?” Pinkie said, her voice full of bubbly warmth.
As they continued their rounds, Pinkie started singing a silly Hearth’s Warming carol she’d made up on the spot:
🎵 “Oh, the snow is falling down, and it’s cozy all around,
With critters snug and happy, that’s the best Hearth’s Warming sound!” 🎵
The birds chirped along, the squirrels chattered happily, and even the mice peeked out of their burrows to listen. Fluttershy couldn’t help but giggle as Pinkie added an impromptu dance move, twirling in the snow and scattering flakes into the air.
“Your songs always make every creature smile, Pinkie,” Fluttershy said, her voice warm with gratitude.
“Well, music is like sprinkles,” Pinkie replied, tossing a hoofful of snow into the air for effect. “Everything’s just a little sweeter with it!”
By the time they finished, the critters were all tucked in, their nests cozy and warm. Fluttershy and Pinkie returned to the cottage, their hooves crunching softly through the snow. The fire inside welcomed them back with its gentle glow, and Angel Bunny was already curled up near the hearth, looking as content as ever.
“That was wonderful, Pinkie,” Fluttershy said as they settled back into the cozy living room. “The animals really loved your singing.”
“Aww, thanks, Fluttershy! But the real star was you—you make every creature feel so loved.” Pinkie gave her a playful nudge, her grin as bright as the twinkling Hearth’s Warming lights.
Fluttershy’s cheeks flushed pink as she smiled back. “That’s kind of you to say. But it wouldn’t have been the same without you.”
The day wasn’t over yet, but as they shared a tray of freshly baked cookies, it already felt like the perfect Hearth’s Warming.
The afternoon sun filtered through the frost-lined windows as Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie dove into their next project: making gifts for their closest friends. The table in Fluttershy’s living room was now covered with an array of crafting supplies. Spools of yarn sat alongside glitter, colorful paper, and tiny bells that jingled whenever Pinkie so much as looked at them.
“Alright, Fluttershy,” Pinkie announced, donning a red-and-green crafting apron adorned with a big, glittery bow. “Time to make some super-duper, extra-cozy, heartfelt gifts! Let’s start with scarves!”
“Scarves are a lovely idea,” Fluttershy agreed, carefully selecting a soft pastel blue yarn. “I think Rarity would appreciate something elegant and warm.”
“And I’m making Rainbow Dash a scarf that’s as bold as her Sonic Rainboom!” Pinkie declared, holding up a ball of bright pink yarn speckled with glittering rainbow flecks.
As they settled in, the room was filled with the quiet clinking of knitting needles and the occasional jingle of Pinkie’s apron bells. Fluttershy’s hooves worked carefully, each stitch neat and even, creating a flowing pattern that mimicked the shape of snowflakes. Meanwhile, Pinkie’s hooves flew at lightning speed, the scarf growing longer and wobblier with each pass.
“Rainbow Dash is going to love this!” Pinkie said, holding up her creation. “It’s bold, colorful, and… uh… super unique!”
Fluttershy giggled softly. “It’s very charming, Pinkie. I think Rainbow Dash will treasure it, especially since you made it just for her.”
“And Rarity is totally going to swoon over yours!” Pinkie said, gesturing dramatically. “She’ll say something like, ‘Darling, this is simply divine!’”
The two shared a laugh as they finished their scarves, draping them over the back of the couch. Next, they moved on to crafting birdseed ornaments. Fluttershy demonstrated how to press the seed mixture into cookie cutters, her gentle hooves shaping stars and hearts with precision.
“These are perfect for the birds,” Fluttershy explained, holding up a star-shaped ornament. “They’ll have something to eat and something festive to decorate their nests with.”
“Ooooh, I’m gonna make a snowpony one!” Pinkie said, grabbing a snowpony-shaped cutter and sprinkling a bit of edible glitter on top. “Because even the birdies deserve a little sparkle!”
Angel Bunny hopped over to inspect their work, twitching his nose at the ornaments. He grabbed a stray sunflower seed and darted off, earning an amused shake of the head from Fluttershy.
As they cleaned up, Pinkie suddenly jumped up, her face lighting up with excitement. “Oh! I almost forgot! I have a surprise for you, Fluttershy!”
Fluttershy tilted her head in curiosity as Pinkie pulled a small, wrapped package from her sled. “Pinkie, you didn’t have to—”
“Of course I did!” Pinkie interrupted, pushing the package into Fluttershy’s hooves. “Now open it, open it, open it!”
With gentle care, Fluttershy unwrapped the package, revealing a beautifully decorated scrapbook. The cover was adorned with colorful ribbons, glittery stars, and Pinkie’s unmistakable hoofwriting that read, “Fluttershy & Pinkie: The Best Friendship Memories Ever!”
Inside, the pages were filled with photos, drawings, and little notes chronicling their adventures. There were snapshots of their tea parties, pictures of them at Sugarcube Corner, and even a photo of the time Pinkie had convinced Fluttershy to join in on a surprise party. Each page was lovingly decorated with doodles, stickers, and captions in Pinkie’s bubbly script.
“Oh, Pinkie…” Fluttershy’s voice trembled as her eyes filled with tears. “This is… it’s so beautiful. I don’t know what to say.”
Pinkie scooted closer, wrapping a hoof around Fluttershy. “Just say you like it! Or love it! Or think it’s the best thing since candy canes!”
Fluttershy laughed softly, wiping her eyes. “I love it. Thank you, Pinkie. This is the most thoughtful gift I’ve ever received.”
Pinkie beamed, pulling her into a tight hug. “You’re welcome, Fluttershy! I just wanted you to know how much you mean to me. You’re the kindest, sweetest, most animal-loving-est pony ever!”
Fluttershy hugged her back, her heart full of gratitude. “You’re such a wonderful friend, Pinkie. I’m so lucky to have you.”
As the evening settled in, the two friends snuggled up by the fire, mugs of hot cocoa in their hooves. The rich, chocolatey aroma filled the room, mingling with the scent of pine and gingerbread. Pinkie had topped their cocoa with whipped cream and a mountain of colorful sprinkles, and Fluttershy had added a cinnamon stick to hers for an extra touch of warmth.
“Alright, Fluttershy,” Pinkie said, leaning back against a pillow. “Time for Hearth’s Warming stories! I’ll go first!”
Pinkie launched into a tale about one of her most chaotic Hearth’s Warming celebrations. “So there I was, juggling three trays of cupcakes and a candy cane tower, when Gummy decided he wanted to wear the candy canes as a hat!” She waved her hooves animatedly. “The whole thing came crashing down, and I ended up covered in frosting. But the best part? The cupcakes still tasted amazing!”
Fluttershy giggled, imagining the scene. “That sounds like quite the adventure, Pinkie. My Hearth’s Warmings were always much quieter. My family liked to sit by the fire and read stories together. It was simple, but very comforting.”
“That sounds super-duper cozy!” Pinkie said, snuggling deeper into her blanket. “Next year, we should do a Hearth’s Warming book club! You bring the stories, and I’ll bring the snacks!”
Fluttershy smiled warmly at the idea. “That sounds wonderful.”
The fire crackled softly as they continued sharing memories, their laughter and voices filling the room. Outside, snowflakes drifted down, blanketing the world in quiet magic.
It was a Hearth’s Warming neither of them would ever forget—a day filled with friendship, warmth, and love.
The fire burned low in the hearth, its warm glow casting long, flickering shadows across the room. Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie sat side by side on the couch, wrapped in soft blankets as the last of their cocoa mugs sat empty on the table. The events of the day had filled the cottage with a quiet, peaceful joy that lingered in the air like the scent of cinnamon and pine.
Fluttershy let out a contented sigh, her teal eyes reflecting the golden light of the fire. “Pinkie, today has been so wonderful. I didn’t know Hearth’s Warming could feel this… cozy. Thank you for everything you’ve done.”
Pinkie’s ears perked up, and she grinned, leaning forward. “Aww, you don’t have to thank me, Fluttershy! I had so much fun spending the day with you—and your critter friends, of course!” She gave a playful nod toward Angel Bunny, who was dozing by the fire with a tiny blanket Pinkie had draped over him earlier.
“But really,” Fluttershy continued, her voice soft but sincere, “I mean it. You always find a way to make everypony feel so special, Pinkie. Sometimes I worry that I can’t keep up with all the energy you bring, but… you always know just how to make things perfect.” She paused, her cheeks tinged pink. “I’m very lucky to have you as my friend.”
Pinkie’s grin softened into a warm smile, and her eyes sparkled like Hearth’s Warming lights. Without a word, she scooted closer and wrapped her hooves around Fluttershy in a big, comforting hug. The jingling of the bells on her sweater broke the silence, drawing a soft laugh from both of them.
“You’re the lucky one?” Pinkie asked, pulling back just enough to look Fluttershy in the eye. “No way, José! I’m the lucky one! I mean, you’re the nicest, sweetest, most caring pony in all of Equestria. You always know how to make everypony feel safe and loved—even me! Hearth’s Warming wouldn’t feel half as warm without you.”
Fluttershy blinked, her smile growing. “That’s very kind of you to say, Pinkie.”
“It’s true!” Pinkie declared, her usual bubbly energy returning. She leaped off the couch and twirled in a circle, the bells on her sweater jingling again. “Hearth’s Warming is best when shared with a friend! And this was the best Hearth’s Warming ever!”
Fluttershy giggled, hiding her mouth behind a hoof. “It really was.”
The two friends spent the next few minutes tidying up, though Pinkie’s idea of cleaning mostly involved tossing bits of tinsel into the air like confetti. By the time the fire was just embers, the living room was back in order, and the night outside had deepened into a starry silence.
As Pinkie prepared to head back to Sugarcube Corner, she turned to Fluttershy with a smile that was as bright as the morning snow. “Same time next year?”
Fluttershy nodded. “I’d love that.”
With one last hug and a cheerful wave, Pinkie bounded out into the snowy night, her scarf trailing behind her like a ribbon of holiday cheer. Fluttershy stood in the doorway for a moment, watching as her friend disappeared into the gentle glow of Ponyville’s Hearth’s Warming lights.
Finally, Fluttershy stepped back inside, closing the door against the chill. Glancing around her cozy, firelit cottage, her heart felt warmer than ever. Today had been everything she could have hoped for—quiet, joyful, and shared with a friend who brought sunshine wherever she went.
As she climbed into bed that night, Angel Bunny curling up beside her, Fluttershy thought about how lucky she was to have a friend like Pinkie Pie. Hearth’s Warming was a time for magic and celebration, but the true warmth came from the love and kindness shared between friends.
And with that thought, she drifted off to sleep, a peaceful smile on her face.
Author's Note
Merry Christmas Marmalado
