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@kindergartenstar
“It’s spring, and yet it’s still cold outside. What’s that all about?”
“I have to wonder: can we really call season by such a name? Perhaps we’d ought to make up a name for that odd transitional period between winter and spring. …Wring? No, no, that doesn’t work.”
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. “Heh heh. ‘Wring.’”
“Hey, how about... Sprinter?” Never mind that it was a word already.
[ @kindergartenstar and i were talking about that hilarious eiffel tower touch photoshop meme and then well…we started making these ]
“I will fight for the world I was made in, the Earth is everything I’ve ever known!”
@pearlfectionate
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. “Yo, P. Do you know where we keep the mayo? I was gonna see about making an egg sandwhaaaa--”
“...”
Well, that explained all the ‘goo’s and ‘gaa’s she heard coming from the living room, but still, an appearance by Baby Steven this was the last thing she expected to see today. Wasn’t it just yesterday he was having a birthday and she told him not to take his shapeshifting too far? But now look at him, all slobbery and smelly... and straight out of that egg she was planning to eat.
Pearl wasn’t having a good time, either. (Understatement of the year.)
As soon as she snapped out of her stupefied staring, Amethyst tramped over the golden eggshells and scooped the little guy into her arms. She might not have been an expert on raising humans, but at least she knew enough to pick him up.
“So, uh... think we should hire a sitter?” That was what human parents did, wasn’t it?
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. DAMN AMETHYST! (Damnethyst) back at it again with the white booties
— [ ♡ ] — ❝Whoopie! Ehehehe– that tickles!❞
The question is honestly expected, and met with a hoof brushing away a few loose, pink strands from Amethyst’s hair. A quiet hum, nearly thoughtful in nature comes from Pinkie before she just shrugs. A nonchalant thing accompanied by a bounce of curls, Pinkie just doesn’t know.
❝Honestly, gal, I couldn’t tell you! Earth ponies have their own kind of magic, but all the others I know don’t have all this goin’ on!❞
To accentuate her meaning, the pony shakes her mane and rustles its inhabitants.
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. “Earth pony?” But weren’t all ponies from Earth? “I’ve never met a pony like you before...” Slightly puzzled, she thought it over for a moment or two before coming to her own conclusion.
“I guess that makes you special -- like me! Hey, you’re pretty cool -- what’s your name, Fancypants?” Regardless of her name actually was, ‘Fancypants’ would probably stick. It just seemed right.
( ★ くコ:彡 ) ❝Whipping a dumpster?❞ Though she could question the sanitary aspect of this, she was more interested if it was doable. ❝Can you split it in half?❞
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. “You know it! Ahahah... ah-- I mean, like-- I could. I can’t do it with the lame whip they gave me, you know?”
“Inking stuff up, though... now that I got handled. Wanna go grab some spray cans and paint up the town?”
“Ghhh…A-me-thyst!” Cue a counter-protest, accompanied by skillful dodges of every swipe Amethyst made with those grabbing paws of hers. If not for her agility, Pearl would be getting her toes stepped on.
“You don’t…know what you’re –…please! Behave! We can ask Rose about it…euh!” It’s completely fruitless, Pearl thinks – raising her arms above her head and away from her teammate’s reach – because she knows Amethyst and Amethyst is stubborn and silly and young, and boy does she seem dedicated about this whole ‘makeover’ thing.
If it’s five minutes of her time in exchange for Amethyst relenting and being happy and obedient for at least a day…
“Ugh! Fine, Amethyst. Just…don’t – whatever this…’purdy’ means, don’t get carried away, okay?”
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. Pearl’s protests seemed to have little effect on the ever-eager Amethyst, and once she relented, however reluctantly, she knew that bugging her had finally paid off, expressing that joy through a gleeful grin.
“Okey dokey, Pearliscopey! Hold your mouth real tight, alright? And try not to move around too much.” Funny how she was giving directions for once, but Vidalia assured her there was a method to this.
She patted the ground to tell Pearl to sit down (or maybe she would just lean over, whichever), and once she got her lipstick back, it was time to start the makeover. She slowly dragged the lipstick around Pearl’s mouth, leaving a heart-shaped mark on her face, and after throwing in a few streaks on her cheeks for good measure -- gotta be fast, otherwise she might have caught her -- she took a step back to admire her work.
“Wowie wow, don’t you look pretty! Pearl, you really gotta go check yourself out.” Maybe it was a little silly, but Amethyst thought she sure looked great. And the whiskers? Well, she sure loved her animals... Why wouldn’t she gussy her up like a face painting booth?
I suppose celebrating some sort of anniversary would suffice. But to count by years does feel so… confining. Then again, this is the longest I’ve been alive in so long.
How would you even celebrate it? When? How to mark the date? Do you make up for previous missed ‘birthdays’, or do you simply enjoy the moment?
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. Been alive in so long? Well, that was a little foreboding. That wasn’t quite the same thing as regenerating, now was it?
“I’m pretty sure if I had to ‘make up’ my birthdays, I’d have to like, rob every cake shop and then some.”
“Hey, neighbor -- can I trouble ya for a bite of your house?” Yep, that was Amethyst. Always kidding, what a kidder...
“W-…”
“Why would you ever dip a slice of pizza in mayonnaise?”
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. “Uh, you know. To, like... see how it tastes?”
“Trust me, B.D. I’ve eaten things way weirder than this.” Never say that she wouldn’t give it a shot.
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. Puts an entire pineapple on a pizza, smothers it in ketchup, and proceeds to chow down.
“I dunno, guys. Tastes the same to me.” Says the Gem who used motor oil as a condiment before.
“I find it rather amusing that a select few are so quick to discourage people’s fun of word play. As if they have nothing better to do.”
“Suppose you can say they are rather catty, no?”
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. “Pfff-ffff, yeah-uh. It’s pretty amewsing.” Just keep doing what what you do, Amethyst.
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. this is what you womp
this is how you womp it
any questions. are we cool now, guys
“Snogging? What, as in – affection?” A blink. “I just don’t understand… Shouldn’t humans focus more on fully showing their love for each other every day, especially with their short lifespans, rather than just once a year?”
The thin gem folds her arms, staring off into the distance in contemplation. …So, she doesn’t really understand, but that’s to be expected of her when it comes to human customs and holidays. The good news is that Pearl can’t see any harm in it, either, which is what’s most important to her – so, why not?
“Oh, you missed a rather large spot, actually…here, I’ll…” She pulls out a napkin from her gem and gets to work, completely oblivious. “Here and here and a little bit of…there! You’re all clean now. Taking care of your hygiene, I see.. Well done, Amethyst!”
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. “Ye-ee-ah! Uh-feck-shunnn.” She said it with all the nuance that the word should have implied, but apparently Pearl wasn’t getting her signals. So much for eliciting a funny reaction.
Before Amethyst could say anything to the contrary, Pearl was already taking out a napkin and wiping her off with particular care. She would’ve said something to get her to stop, but Pearl looked so happy and proud of herself that she figured it’d be easier to just go with it.
“Uh... Yeah. No problem, P. Guess that stuff you said must be paying off...” She rubbed a hand across her now-clean cheeks and tried her best to play it cool. That didn’t go the way she wanted it to go, but still, you couldn’t blame a Gem for trying.
“Eugh…you don’t – find it the least bit repulsive to eat all of that chocolate at once? A-along with the wrapper?!” Pearl’s stammering, disgusted, struggling to cough the words out from her dry mouth, roof stuck to her tongue; her lids are hooded, gaze seeping through their thin crack as if she’s trying to shield herself as much as she can from the…view.
“Is this holiday even about romantic relationships between humans?” The pale gem grabs one of the (wrapped) bars, holding it in her bony hands and observing. “It’s always seemed more like a method for chocolate companies to make extra finances…I wonder…”
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. “Hey, someone’s gotta eat it,” was the only reason she gave for having an appetite no human could beat. She swallowed the rest of the chocolate bars and licked (almost all) the leftovers off her face; the sooner she did it, the sooner Pearl would stop squinting, and that was mighty fine by her.
“They say it’s about couples snogging and stuff.” A pause, then she pointed to her slightly-chocolate-smeared smile. “Hey, Pearl. Did I get all the chocolate off?” Heheheheheheheh.
You’re telling me there are people who have birthdays every year? That just seems like it would get repetitive. It’s just too silly for me to believe.
.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. “I guess it’s fun for like, folks who age and all...”
“But what do you do when you don’t have a birthday?” She’s been around since before there were calendars, man. Don’t ask her about this kind of thing.
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