Too Nice for Toys
“So whaddya think you’re gonna get from the Hearths’ Warmer, Dashie?”
“Nothing, Pinkie. The Hearths’ Warmer doesn’t exist.”
“Whaat?! He totally does!”
Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie were helping Fluttershy with the last-minute preparations for Hearths’ Warming; checking all the hibernating animals were nice and cosy, searching out any slippery leftover fallen leaves, making snowmares. Although she was grateful for the help, Fluttershy wasn’t a stupid pony; she knew her friends were there mainly to make sure of being on the Hearths’ Warmer’s nice list. Well, Pinkie anyway - she’d said as much herself. Dash, however, was in no way helping to please the Hearths’ Warmer, ‘cuz he did no way exist; Dash was helping ‘cuz she was such a great pony who helped out her friends all the time, right? Except when she was napping. Or pranking. Or practising new tricks. Or reading Daring Do.