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  1. Title: A Hearth's Warming Tail Air Date: May 14, 2016 Written by: Mike Vogel Synopsis: It's Hearth's Warming Eve and everypony is excited. Everypony except for Starlight Glimmer. Twilight decides that to cure Starlight of her holiday blues, she will read her one of her favorite Hearth's Warming Eve stories, "A Hearth's Warming Tale." Of course remember to join us at the CMC Clubhouse on Equestria.tv! Source: http://roger334.deviantart.com/art/One-Special-Gift-577135640
  2. Sparklefan1234

    Hearth's Warming Eve

    Do you consider the season 2 episode Hearth's Warming Eve to be a "Christmas" episode? I know it takes place during Equestria's Christmas equivalent but I don't think they mention Hearth's Warming except for when the ponies are talking about the pageant. I was just thinking about this & I wanted to know your thoughts.
  3. Note: Some content from Season 8 was leaked near the end of last year. While much of it is officially revealed, much isn't. So, please keep leaked content under the tag and don't post or link leaked assets. Zap2It first announced the episode's title and date, and Hasbro released their August lineup on July 20. Title: The Hearth's Warming Club Airtimes: Boomerang/AU: August 3, 6:25pm EST Disc. Fam./U.S.: August 4, 12 noon EST Writer: Brian Hohlfeld Synopsis: A prank gone wrong ruins Hearth's Warming Eve preparations; while Twilight tries to figure out which of her students is behind it, the students bond over shared memories of home. Episode Link: http://sendvid.com/vsbyo4u8
  4. Sparklefan1234

    The overuse of Hearths Warming Eve

    I love Christmas episodes but don't you think the ponies celebrate Hearths Warming *way* too often? Most shows barely make one Winter holiday episode & FiM has FOUR of them. Hearths Warming Eve (Season 2) Hearth Breakers (Season 5) A Hearths Warming Tail (Season 6) Hearths Warming Club (Season 8)
  5. We've only seen characters from the present representing these ponies. I want to know what Snowfall Frost, Commander Hurricane, Princess Platinum, etc. really look like. I know Snowfall Frost muct have a white theme due to her name.
  6. It was a Warm and Cozy Night... “Ten bits. ‘Twas was all, dearest, just 10 bits.” Rarity said to the two little fillies as she climbed up on the bed. She sat down, sinking into the thick down quilt that was its top layer. It billowed up around them like a cloud and settled gently as a sigh. The mug of warm cider with a cinnamon stirring stick, held between the hooves of each of her charges gently suggested a sweet spicy fragrance that completed the coziness of the snowy winter’s night. Picking up the Mother of Pearl handled brush that lay beside her in it’s own deep dimple, she gently led it twice or three times more through the mane of the little lavender earth pony who sat in front of her. “Misty Dawn,” Rarity said by way of presentation, “It is my opinion that you are the definition of the word elegant. I believe enough so that presenting yourself to both of our princesses would not be out of the question.” “You talkin about Aunt Celie and Lulu? Cause don’t forget, Mommy’s a princess too.” Misty reminded her. “And so is Aunt Cadence.” Honey Crisp chimed in. Misty Dawn stood and trotted, knees to the opposite edge of the bed, making sure to carry herself with poise as her Aunt Rarity had taught her. She watched herself in the mirror and smiled. “Of course they all are. But we could present either of you to your Mommy and were you covered in mud she would see you as though dressed in the finest of gowns. She loves you both so.” “My turn, my turn!” Honey Crisp exclaimed, bouncing on her haunches. Anticipating her excitement, Rarity enveloped the little earth pony’s cider mug in a field of shimmering energy and in a single deft motion lifted it clear of her hooves. “Careful darling, we mustn't spill our cider and stain the quilt.” “Ooops sorry. Thank you Aunt Rarity.” said Honey Crisp, scooting into the getting-her-hair-done position recently vacated by her sister. “My pleasure sweetie.” Rarity said as she set the mug down on the night side table. The little blonde unicorn sat expectantly, her shoulders shifting in the suppressed excitement found in those still young enough and wise enough to truly enjoy something so simple as being fussed over by a favorite aunt. When more than a moment or two passed without the anticipated feel of the brush on her mane, Honey turned around to see her Aunt lost in a sad thought, her eyes suddenly wet. “Oh no! What’s the matter Aunt Rarity?” There was a touch of pain and worry there. “Oh it’s nothing, it’s just that, well, I was thinking back on when she was little, no younger than you two I would comb Sweetie Belle’s hair hair like this all the time. Now she’s grown older and has her cutie mark and is always off with the crusaders...” Her smile was uneven as her chin trembled. “I guess I miss those days more than I’d realized.” her voice barely a whisper. In less than a moment the two little ponies had her in a warm hug. “Don’t be sad Aunt Rarity. We love you and you can come over and comb and brush our hair, anytime - not just when you’re foalsitting us. We can even come to your shop. Please don’t cry.” Rarity pulled them close. “And I love you both more each day. Your hearts are so true and pure.” The three remained in the embrace to ensure that Rarity felt better. It wasn’t long before they were back as they had been, Honey Crisp sitting with her back to Rarity as the latter pulled a brush through the blonde locks of the young unicorn. “Are you sure you want to hear this? There are some very very sad parts.” “eYUP!” The two said in unison. “Okay, but remember I warned you. Now,where was I again?” “You were saying she had only ten bits.” “That’s right, thank you. Your Mama had only ten bits. You see, the harvest that year had been poor what with all the… well I won’t go into it, you’ll have to get your parents to tell you about that one year. Let us just say that Sweet Apple Acres needed every cent it could squeeze out of each and every apple. So, after spending all night and all the next day and far into the midnight hour of the next night balancing the books of the farm, your Mama discovered that all the debts they owed were paid, all the money owed them had been collected. They would survive the winter without a great deal of difficulty, but there wouldn't be any cash flow, at least until the following spring.” “Any what now?” Honey Crisp asked, her green eyes full of puzzlement. “Oh, forgive me. it’s a business term. It means that you have money coming in and money going out. It’s the sign of a healthy business. As the bits flow in some of them go to supplies, others go to salaries others go to rent. It’s a firm rule that what money the farm makes, only the farm spends, so when your Mama married your Mommy and moved to the castle to live with her, she refused to take money from the farm.” Rarity gave her cider a stir and after blowing across the top of the mug took a small sip. She closed her eyes and smiled. “I must say, this year’s crop is quite something. Your Moms certainly make quite the team.” “I know,” smiled Misty, “They’re the best. So what happened next?” “Well your poor Mama had put just enough of her money aside for for her Granny, her brother and her little sister and had brought them all presents earlier in the year. All that was left lay on the little table next to her. It was but a small cloth bag and it contained within only those ten bits. Over many birthdays and Hearth’s Warming Evers it was what was left of the money that she’d gotten and saved and spent over the years. The poor dear just sat there, her head in her hooves and wept. Every time she thought about it it broke her heart.” “But why?” Misty’s voice was tiny and sad. “Because that’s all she had to give to the pony that she loved more than anypony.” “Mommy?” they asked. “Yes sweetie, your mommy.” “But Auntie Rarity, Mommy wouldn’t a’ cared. She loves Mama! Besides, Mommy is a Alicorn, she could get anything she wants!” The little unicorn’s voice was pained at the thought of her Mama crying like that. “Yes, I know Honey Crisp, -oh,and it’s an Alicorn.” Rarity corrected her as she continued to brush out the little filly's golden blonde mane. “But your Mama wanted their first Hearth’s Warming Eve together as a little family, to be very special. She wanted to give your Mommy something that would show her just how much she loved her. Yet here she was with only ten bits very early in the morning of Hearth’s Warming Eve..” “Oh poor Mama…If I were there I would give her my toys to give Mommy. “ “Or books! Mommy loves books!” exclaimed Misty Dawn. “OH YEAH! She could have all my books too!” offered the little unicorn happily. “That's so sweet and generous of you both. Well, in any event she knew she had to get back to their castle, it was just after midnight and she wanted to be next to your Mommy when she woke up. So she got up and on that cold frosty dark morning, made her way through the silent streets of Ponyville and into the castle. She found your Mommy asleep in bed and climbed in next to her. Your Mommy smiled and sleepily rolled over and put her arms around your Mama and pulled her close and hugged her tight.” “Were you there?” asked Misty Dawn. “Well no sweetie, but I know them both so well. One doesn’t share what we have and not develop a true understanding. In any case the two of them fell into a deep sleep. The kind of sleep you sleep when you know those you love most are near you and are safe.” “Awwwww…” the two sisters sighed. “The next morning when they woke up it was very cold and the wind blew around the castle making all sorts of chilly sounds. They snuggled together to stay warm, for although the castle is quite magnificent, it does lack a certain, homey warmth. Personally however, should I be fortunate enough to live is such grandiose luxury I could somehow adapt...” “Uh-huh,” Misty Dawn offered “what about Mama?” “Oh yes, of course. Well your Mama was still quite upset and tired from the night before. She commented on how cold the castle was and asked why they couldn't move to Sweet Apple Acres to live permanently. Your Mommy said that they had agreed to live part of the year at the farm and part in the castle. This just upset your Mama even more and before you could say diamond encrusted tiara they had a huge fight. The both left the castle in tears, heading off in opposite directions.” “Mommy and Mama had a fight?!” Honey Crisp interrupted, very upset that they’d ever had a fight that serious. She felt the comforting touch of her sisters hoof as it took hold of hers. She looked over at her only to see the same fright in her sibling's eyes. Rarity sensed this immediately. “Calm down my darlings, They got back together, right?” The two fillies looked thoroughly relieved. “Your Mama ended up out near the edge of the Everfree Forest. She hadn’t really been paying attention to where she was and before she realized it she found herself in the forest!” Rarity added a good deal of dramatic expression as she spoke the second sentence in order to emphasize the danger. Neither of the girls responded. “Don’t you understand? Your Mama was alone in the Everfree Forest darlings, that’s a very dangerous place.” The two fillies looked at each other then at Rarity. “Not for our Mama.” they informed her. Rarity, after a thoughtful pause, mused “No I suppose you’re right. In any event she soon found herself at the cottage of Zecora.” “Auntie Zecora!!!” the fillies squealed at the mention of the zebra’s name. They gleefully recited in accents similar to the zebra’s” ”I love to find I’m in their midst, Miss Misty Dawn and Miss Honey Crisp!” It was a favorite phrase of Zecora’s, uttered upon seeing the twins. “Except, Auntie Zecora wasn’t there.” Rarity said. “Awwwww” the girls said dejectedly. “You see until recently it was her custom to return to her homeland during the winter months, so your Mama was both puzzled and concerned at the sight of smoke curling from the chimney top. Somepony had broken in!!” “ohmygosh” Misty Dawn whispered desperately, as though the intruder might hear her. “What did she do?”. “Well,” Rarity took the cue and speaking in the hushed tones of a fellow conspirator continued, “She snuck up to the window and peered in. A shadowy figure loomed there before the fire. There was a large cauldron bubbling. The potion was multi-colored and almost seemed to glow orange, purple, blue.... Your Mama watched as strange little clouds in the shapes of all manner of smoke creatures leapt forth from within the never ending succession of large bursting bubbles at the surface of the pot.” “Oooooo” the sisters said. “In the dim light she could see he was a unicorn. She looked around in the snow for a weapon. Her intent was to rush in and with the advantage of surprise on her side and subdue the trespasser if necessary, then find out just what he thought he was doing there. Lying nearby in the snow she spotted a good stout branch and picking it up, returned to the window to see if he had moved. He had not. As she started to step toward the door he spoke!” The two sisters gasped. So much pain from a heart that is so loved. I do not understand. Why so much pain? “Your Mama looked around for somepony else who might be in the room but could see none.” Do not look for another, there is nopony else here, just you and I. Please enter my friend. “Your Mama recalled how she’d made an unfair judgment about another friend in this very home. She watched as this fellow went to the door and opened it.” Please come in. I trust we have a mutual friend in Zecora. She invited me to stay here while she was away. It is safe enough for a pony as strong as thyself “Did Mama go in?!” Honey Crisp whispered frantically. “Shhhh, Honey! Let her tell the story!” “Oh shhh yourself! She could be in danger!” “Yes, she went in. The unicorn threw back his hood. He was very old but had the sweetest smile your Mama had ever seen.” “Except for Mommy’s” corrected Honey Crisp. “That’s right,” confirmed Rarity, quite touched by the all love the two fillies felt for their parents, “except for your Mommy’s” What troubles you my dear? And what brings you out here? “Without knowing exactly why, your Mama sat down and began to tell him. Before she knew it she had told him everything.” I wish I could offer you something, but I have nothing. From what you tell me, your beautiful eyes, and smile are all that she desires. Why do you feel she needs more? “It ain’t that she needs more and I reckon it’s gonna sound silly but, well, I want to give her more.” your Mama explained to him. Such is the nature of true love. Tell me, do you carry something of hers? Or a memento of something close to her? “‘What do ya mean? Is this some kind of a riddle or something?’ your Mama asked him”. No, I ask plainly. Do you carry a small a small memento of hers? “Your Mama thought for a moment or two then told him, “Well just a piece of wood,’ she said and took off her hat. Reaching inside she pulled something that was tucked in the hatband - a small chip of wood, not much bigger than a bit and not much thicker. “It’s from a special place. It’s from the old library, or what was left of it. I told you about it. It’s where Twilight and I discovered that we were more than best friends, that we were, well, you know, in love.”’ May I see it? “Your Mama took a good long look at him. No other pony even knew this little piece existed and that she carried it around with her. It had a very odd grain to it which surrounded a knot in the wood. The shape of the knot resembled a heart. After several moments she gave it to him. He held it in his hoof and closed his eyes. He touched it to his horn, he put it to his muzzle and inhaled. He held it to his cheek, he held it to his ear. Finally he pressed it to his chest, over his heart.” It has a great significance to you, it carries within it something very very special. It carries that which your heart wants above all else to give to your love. “Your Mama couldn't believe it. She peered closely at it and then proceeded to repeat all that the unicorn had done. After she’d finished, she looked up at him. “I don’t understand, but please, I’ll do whatever you tell me, I just gotta get her something real special for our first Heart’s Warming Eve together. It’s more important to me than anything. And I got nothing.’ she hung her head sadly.” “The old unicorn went to her and lifted her chin with his hoof.” It is not this piece of which I speak. This piece but holds a mystery. It is a heart token. It knows that which you want to give to her more than anything else. “Your Mama held it in her hoof, looking at it and turning it When she looked back at him he could see she had begun to cry "What can I do? I don’t know anything about magic.’ She fought back the tears. “Maybe it knows, but I don’t,’ she said, ’Is there any way for me to find out? And how much does it cost?’ Then she hung her head and said with a great deal of shame, “ I only got ten bits...’” There is but one way. You see after I mastered magic, I began to study the nature of alchemy. “‘The nature of what now?’ your Mama asked hopefully.” Alchemy. It is the science of gold. Gold has many amazing powers that cross between the magical world and the scientific world. To unlock the secrets of that piece you carry you must lay it upon the surface of a small cauldron of pure molten gold. It will lead you to that which your heart truly wants to give to your love. “‘But I ain’t got any gold! All I got is the ten bits. I reckon they got some gold in ‘em but they ain't pure. I don’t reckon they got enough.’” “The old unicorn said nothing, he only looked at her and smiled sadly. She turned and walked to the door. It was getting to be late afternoon and the sky was gray. A light snow had begun to fall and flakes whirled in as she opened it. As she walked through the woods back toward the castle, the flakes became larger.” The two little fillies could only sit there, in silence as they looking up at Rarity, with tear soaked cheeks. Rarity swallowed, trying to ease the pain in her throat that rose at the sight of those two little faces. “Upon her return to the castle, she called out, but got no answer except for the sound of her own voice, echoing through the halls. In spite of this she began going from room to room. She was unsure of what she’d say, but she just wanted to see your Mommy again. It was to be their first Hearth’s Warming Eve and they had had a fight, something they never did..” “When she finally found the library she could see that your Mommy wasn’t there, but something did catch her eye. Something gold and it was shiny. Hanging from simple nails driven into the wall there were her ribbons and medals, all that she had won in her rodeo competitions. Some were bronze, some silver and some were gold. The gold ones were the awards for first place. Beneath them, on a small shelf, was a gold trophy. It was the only trophy she ever won. It was her pride and joy, as you can imagine.” “I sure can. I gotta ask her to show ‘em too me when I get up tomorrow morning.” Misty Dawn said. Rarity looked at the excitement of the faces of the two fillies. Her heart ached to see it. “Well, you have to understand…” “No! Aunt Rarity, please don’t tell me that,” Misty Dawn’s voice broke and she began to cry, “I want to see them, I want to see all of Mama’s medals and her trophy. Please!” She sobbed. Her sister put her arms around her and hugged her, though she was on the verge of crying as well. “Do you want me to go on sweetie? I don’t have to. We can go play a game or something. Misty Dawn looked up with red puffy eyes, “D-does she get her medals back?” She asked hopefully. “You’ll have to wait and see. Should I go on?” The two sisters looked at each other, then at Rarity and slowly nodded. Rarity continued, “So she gathered all the medals and trophies she thought might have any gold in them, placed them in her saddlebag and galloped as fast as she could out into the snow. She headed into the Everfree Forest and down the path to Zecora’s cottage. The old unicorn was still there.” “‘Here,’ she said, ‘here’s all the gold I got. You can have it all to melt down like you talked about.”’ I see that there are a good many other metals in here as well, but this is often the case. I can separate the gold from them. “He proceeded to take a small black cauldron. It held no more than a pint of liquid. He arranged the coals in the fireplace and hung the cauldron directly over the coals. In very little time the iron began to glow. As this progressed he cut the ribbons off of the medals and using tongs, laid the medals into the pot. Gradually they melted. Finally he lowered the little trophy in. Your Mama just sat there, tears rolling down her cheeks, watching all the medals she'd spent her life earning melt away and wondering just what she had done and if she had made the right decision.” The two little ones sat there, sniffing and wiping the tears from their eyes and trying to be brave. “The old unicorn slowly stirred the molten metal then let it settle. Gradually all the lighter metals came to the surface. The gold being heaviest, sank to the bottom. Next he used a ladle to lift off the top layer very carefully. He lowered it into the liquid until the lip was just even with the surface and then pushed it ever so slowly a tiny bit more so that the liquid spilled over the lip of the cup and into it. He lifted it out and poured it into a little vat on the side. Finally there was only the gold. Your Mama, holding that small piece of wood to her chest looked at him. He looked at her and nodded, not saying a word.” “Slowly she took her hooves away from her chest where she had been cupping the little piece and held it out for him to take. He shook his head wordlessly and nodded to the cauldron, indicating that she should put it there herself. He gave her the tongs. She very gingerly lifted the tiny bit of wood and trying hard to keep the tongs from shaking, placed it on the surface of the molten gold. To her surprise it didn’t burst into flames, but rather sank into the hot glowing liquid.” “She exhaled with a big sigh. “‘Now what do we do?’” Now we let what will be,be. “‘Well that don’t make a lick a’ sense! You take all my medals and my trophy and, and...now I- I gotta just …” she started to say but yawned. The air was suddenly full of a thick scent, something that was hard to breath and she found herself overcome by a rich sleepiness. She couldn’t keep her eyes open. It was all so hazy and…” “What happened?!!” The fillies demanded “Did she go to sleep?” “Yes, “ Rarity said sadly “she had no choice.” “Did he help her? Did he wake her up?” “And what happened? Did she wake up? What was there? Did she find a beautiful present for Mommy?” “No dears. When she woke up she was all alone. There was nothing. Everything was gone. All evidence of the unicorn, her gold, even the little cauldron, vanished, except for a tiny charred piece of wood - what was left of the wood chip..” “No no” the little ponies burst into tears, and hugged their aunt, crying, barely able to speak, and when they could get the words out all they could say was That’s not right! Why did he do that to our Mama! She never hurt anypony, why did that happen?” As Rarity remembered the story and recalled even remotely, what her dear friend must have felt, her voice became tight with emotion and her eyes stung with tears. The two little ones made tiny awful sounds of grief as they cried. Rarity drew in a shaky breath and continued. “Shh, shhh little ones, there is more to tell. Your poor Mama picked up the little blackened piece and stared at it. She felt her heart break inside. She thought of how much she loved your Mommy and how fine a pony she was and how she deserved far far better than some dusty earth pony. She just stood there crying so much that it hurt and holding the charred little piece of wood. But you know your Mama, she tucked the little piece of wood into the inside hat band and began to walk back to the castle.” “By now it was nighttime and there was a full moon. When she got near the castle she saw that I was standing just outside the front door talking to your Mommy who stood just inside the doorway. Your Mommy sounded so happy. She was thanking me for helping her with the gift she had gotten for your Mama and how it had been worth parting with the wood from the library.” “What?” Misty Dawn asked, her voice strained and thick with emotion. Rarity wiped the red face and nose of the little filly. Her sister just cried into Rarity’s coat, as her Aunt gently stroked her mane.. “You see your Mommy had found a wonderful gift for your Mama, but it came at a dear price. She had gone to a master carver and commissioned, that means she had asked, that he make something special. The carver knew of the pieces from the library your Mama had lived in and were now in the castle. He believed them to possess magical properties due to their having once housed an alicorn. They would be his payment, he would accept nothing else. Though it hurt her terribly to part with them, your Mommy took it all down, the last physical remembrance of her beloved first home in Ponyville and gave them to him. In turn he employed his finest skills and out of an enormous single trunk, carved the gift she would give to your Mama.” Honey Crisp looked up at Rarity, her eyes red and puffy, her face soaked with tears, “What was it?” “Now hang on sweetie - you see just then Aunt Derpy, on her way to a party, spotted your Mama in the shadows where she had been standing listening to the conversation your Mommy and I had been having, so she called out,” “‘Hi Applejack! Happy Hearth’s Warming Eve!’” “I knew the two of them wanted a private night together and so I departed with a quick wave to your Mama and accompanied Derpy to the party.” “Your Mama stepped out from the shadows and your Mommy ran to her. She threw her arms around her, apologizing over and over for their argument earlier in the day. Your Mommy could see at once that your Mama was terribly upset and so led her into the castle. As they passed through the main hallway your Mama stopped and looked up at the emptiness left where there had once been the branches and roots from the library. ‘Oh I suppose you’re wondering what happened to the roots. Don’t. They were a small price to pay,” your Mommy said, as though it didn’t matter. She went on and acted as though everything was fine.” “As they continued on their way to the living room your Mommy said ‘I know your family custom was to open their Hearth’s Warming Gifts on Hearth’s Warming Day and Spike and I always opened ours on Hearth’s Warming Eve, but I really want you to open my gift to you tonight. I know it will cheer you right up! Please?”’ “Your Mommy was so excited. Despite all the pain in her heart, your Mama couldn’t disappoint her, so she played along. It was very large and very elegantly wrapped. That’s why I had been there, your Mommy’s attempts at wrapping it had taken her through a dozen or so rolls of wrapping paper and the result had resembled, well, imagine something the size of your aunt Rainbow Dash made of paper and that paper exploding and then a blind pony trying to put all the colorful paper back together using several miles of tape. Let’s just say I helped her with it.” “Your Mama smiled and said nothing. She knew if she tried to speak, her broken heart would have her say things that would ruin your Mommy’s happiness and so she let herself silently be led by a joyful, hopeful pony who loved her more than she felt she ever deserved, to this large gift.” “‘Read the card, read the card!!’” Your Mommy insisted, but your Mama knew if she did the loving words would certainly be too much to bear so she just smiled a shaky smile and put the card aside for the moment. Your Mommy was confused and began to get worried at her silence and how much she seemed to be hurting. Slowly your Mama unwrapped the gift. - It was a beautifully carved case designed to hold her medals and ribbons, with a special center shelf for her trophy. It was magnificent.” “Please Aunt Rarity, don’t tell me anymore,” sobbed Honey Crisp, “It hurts so much to hear about. I don’t want anything else bad to happen. Please tell me nothing bad happens any more.” “I’m sorry sweetie, but you’ll have to listen. Maybe you’re too young for this. We can wait for another day.” “It has to get better,” said Misty, sniffing and wiping her eyes with the backs of her hooves., “Mama and Mommy are so happy now! Please let her tell more Honey.” Honey Crisp had buried her face into Rarity’s chest but she nodded. Rarity put her arm around her and comforted her, then went on. “It was all your poor Mama could stand. She looked at your Mommy with such pain that your Mommy got very afraid for her. She had never seen her like this. Your Mama started crying so very very hard she could barely speak. She shook her head and couldn't stop apologizing for ruining everything. For taking away the last thing that made the drafty old castle a home. It was the very last thing she wanted to do. Your Mommy was terribly upset now, and started to cry as well. She didn’t understand and didn’t care, she only wanted your Mama to know that she loved her and that nothing mattered as long as they were together, Your poor Mama backed away from her shamefully and ran from the room, your Mommy could hear her cries echoing off the cold walls of the castle, as your Mama ran out into the night. Your Mommy ran after her, but your Mama wouldn't stop. Clouds had rolled in covering the moon so it had started to get very dark and the wind was blowing hard. The snow had gotten heavier and made it difficult to see. Your Mommy took off and flew up into the air, but the wind was so strong that she couldn’t control her flight. She managed to land but hurt her forehoof as she did so. She spotted your Mama’s hoofprints in the snow and tracked them. They led out of the village and toward Sweet Apple Acres. This really frightened your Mommy. The poor dear thought that maybe your Mama was having second thoughts and didn’t want to be married to her anymore. Her heart ached at the thought and so she pushed it away and ran all that much harder and faster. Suddenly the tracks went off to the left, up toward a high hill and she followed them” “They led to a hill above Sweet Apple Acres. It was thick with beastly brambles and hard packed earth beneath the snow. Hidden there were roots of long dead trees running criss-cross just beneath the surface it like so many hardened veins. Your Mommy could hear hoofbeats ahead, despite their sound being muffled by the falling snow. This should show you how strong her love of your Mama is, for getting through that required no small amount of fortitude, which means strength - she had to brave thickets of prickers, which, together with the roots which seemed so precisely laid out one would think it was designed to trip up even the most agile of ponies. One might even wonder if the two were working together to send a pony foolish enough to try running the gauntlet, crashing into the waiting arms of a thousand needles. Finally your Mommy broke through it and into a clearing.” "It was magnificent. Beneath her hooves, and you know how sensitive your Mommy’s underhooves are, she could feel the hard pack gave way to thick lush sweetgrass. She looked around. The view was utterly breathtaking. Even in the snow it gave a commanding view of the little village below. She could see the lights coming on in those little homes of Ponyville and off in the distance an incredible view of Canterlot, lit up and shining like a jewel on this special night. And there stood Applejack, your Mama, panting hard in the middle of the clearing. Despite being careful, your Mommy had quite a number of scrapes and cuts on her, but your Mama was terribly cut, her coat almost shredded in parts. Her face was cut and bleeding It was as though she had deliberately tried to punish herself. Your Mommy ran to her and seeing her state, took her in her arms and cried out, trying to be heard above the wind, ‘What is wrong? Applejack, please don’t leave me! Whatever I did, I’m sorry and whatever you did, I don’t care! Please come back!’. “The wind was whipping their mane’s madly. Your Mommy pulled her closer and kissed her. As she did the wind pulled your Mama’s hat off and sent it rolling across the clearing. Your Mama pulled away and stepped back. She was crying hard and yelling above the wind. “I am so sorry Twilight. I ruined everything. I was so stupid. I-I wanted to give you something so special for our first Hearth’s Warming Eve! Something that would show you just how much I love you, but I couldn't find anything. See I ain’t got any money and I didn't know what to do. I found this old unicorn who told me that if I brought him gold he would melt it down and if I put something special that was close to my heart in it I would find out just what my heart want’s to give you most of all. So I took down all my medals and gave them to him. I gave him my trophy too and he melted it all down. I found a little piece of wood from the library after it was destroyed and I kept it in my hat band to... I don’t know, to be near the place where we discovered how we truly felt about each other. I put that little piece into the melted gold.’” “‘I don’t care!’ Your Mommy yelled back, Don’t you understand, I just want you!’” “Your Mama looked up at her with red, puffy eyes ‘You don’t understand Twilight, I must a fell asleep because I woke up later and, well,’ her chin trembled and she told her “everything was gone.’ She started to cry again, and your Mommy held her close and told her it was okay, and said how sorry she was and that it didn’t matter.” “‘Why did you come here?’ Your Mommy asked her over the sound of the howling wind.” The two walked over to where the hat was and your Mama picked it up. “‘This is where I come when everything is real bad. When I miss my folks and I hurt more than I can stand, I come here to just…’” “‘...cry alone. Oh Applejack, please don’t ever come here again. I am here and I’ll always be here. There will always be a place for you to come and cry and that will be in my arms. I will do anything to make you happy,’ Your Mommy made a soft silk handkerchief appear and gently wiped your Mama’s nose. ” “‘But I can’t do anything for you. I can’t even get you a nice present!’ She cried ‘You know what I got to show for all my medals and my trophy? The special gift that is supposed to be what my heart truly wants to give you? A little bit of nothing.What’s left of that little piece of the library, and even that is almost just an ash. That’s all I got for you!’ She reached into her hat fumbling for the piece. She looked and felt and began to grow frantic. ’It-it must a fallen out when my hat blew off my head.’ She said slowly. Now she couldn't even look at your Mommy. She just fell to her knees in the snow and hung her head and cried. Your Mommy went down on her knees and pulled her close, but your Mama had given up. She let your Mommy hug her but she didn’t hug back.” “‘I’m so sorry Twilight.’ She sobbed ‘I made a mess of everything. I tried but now I ain’t even got anything to put in that beautiful beautiful shelf. And you end up without anything to remind you of home. You used those pieces to the library that were so special to you...I don’t think we... You deserve somepony who can take care of you and give you all the sweet things they can find all the fun and, and...’ her voice was strained and she shook her head ‘I can’t,’ she said her voice shaking so much ‘I can’t, I tried to g-give you my heart…’ but she couldn’t speak any more only lay limp in your Mommy’s arms and her body wracking with sobs.” “Then she felt something, she looked up at your Mommy, but your Mommy didn’t look back at her, she looked past her, her face frozen without expression. ‘I-I don’t blame you.’ She sniffed and wiped her nose, then hung her head. I don’t reckon I’ll come back to the castle tonight. I’ll just go back to the farm.’” “But your Mommy’s face had changed. Her eyes were getting wider and tears had begun to fall as she stared past your Mama. Your Mama suddenly started sobbing, she tried to say something but couldn't. The wind had died away a little and the moon had come out but there was a strange light that had appeared from somewhere behind your Mama.” Rarity’s eyes glistened with tears as she spoke and one fell to her cheek. “Finally your Mommy was able to speak…” “‘A home,’ she whispered ‘you wanted to give me a h-’ but she couldn’t go on She couldn’t stop sobbing. Your Mama turned around, and there before her, thunderingly tremendous and towering above them full of leaves and warm lights with mighty branches reaching out, leaded glass windows with diamond patterns in the places where they’d always been, and built into the trunk with a painted burning candle on the red front door was…” “OUR HOME!!” Squealed the fillies, and hugged their aunt with joy. “That little piece of wood grew into our big oak tree home!! They jumped around the bed and hugged their aunt and the three of them shedding tears of joy. The two little fillies jumped off the bed and ran to one of the walls, throwing their arms open wide and hugging it they cried out “We love you tree, we love you home!! We love you SO much!!” . “Well hey there!!” Called a joyful voice from what had once been the main reading room but was now living room. “Don’t you tell me you little dumplings are still up!!” The sound of hoofsteps coming up the stairway to the family room could be heard.. “If y’all tied up your Aunt Rarity again, I’ll, well, I’ll…” “You’ll what?” Asked Twilight playfully, coming up behind her. “I’ll give’em the extra dessert we brought home for ‘em!” The two ponies stepped out of the doorway at the top of the stairs and entered what they now called the family room. “MAMA, MOMMY! MAMA MOMMY!!” They yelled as they came bounding down the stairs from the bed loft. Rarity came trotting down behind them. “Well it looks like everypony has had themselves a good cry,” said Twilight, scooping up Honey Crisp. “I take it your Aunt told you all about the second best gift I have ever received.” “She sure did! Why didn’t you guys tell us?” Asked Misty Dawn. “Because, sugarcube,” said Applejack picking up the little lavender filly and giving her a kiss on the bridge of her nose, “every time the two of us even talked about tellin you, we’d start crying. I’m getting a little emotional just thinking about it.” ”Is the shelf that you gave to Mama the one over the mantle?” Asked Honey Crisp. “It sure is sweetie” said Twilight, nuzzling her blonde mane. “With all the pictures of our friends and the one of all of us in front of our home, Golden Oaks, right where Mama’s trophy was going to go.” “Is our home exactly like the old library Mommy?” “Almost. When Mama and I entered that first night we were laughing and crying and dancing and kissing.” Applejack smiled at the memory. “And you know what I did then?” Asked Twilight “Oh Twi! Do you have to?” Applejack asked, rolling her eyes that were suddenly full of tears. “Of course I do! So, I got down on my knees and I took your Mama’s hoof in mine and I said to her ‘Applejack, if this is how you go about ruining everything, then would you do me a favor?’ And your Mama said ‘What?” And I said “Promise me you’ll utterly destroy my life’ Twilight could barely speak the last words. After a few eye dabs with tissues and nose blowings, Twilight explained,. “Everything your Mama wanted for me was here. All the things she wanted for us, things that would make it a home for me, the home and family she wanted to give me. It was all furnished and smelled like hot cider. So we ran up the stairs to see what my old living room, what we call the family room now, looked like. It looks pretty much as it does now, except for all the toys,” she said in a mock scoldig manner. But there was this other door there that hadn’t been there before!” Applejack was now a deep shade of crimson and had to look away. Rarity’s eyes were bugging out as she stared at Twilight. “What was in there?!” The fillies asked. “Well your Mama and I went over and opened the door. And you know what we saw?” “WHAT?!” The two fillies asked excitedly “An empty room.” “Awwww” they moaned. “Except…” “Yesss?” The fillies asked “On the wall…” “Yeeeessss???” The two little fillies asked a little louder. “RIght over there…” “YEESSSSSSS??!!!!” The two little filles AND their Aunt Rarity demanded “Above where each of your beds are now…” “OH FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE TWILIGHT WILL YOU JUST TELL US?!!” Yelled Rarity “YEAH TWILIGHT - TELL US ALREADY!!” Shouted Honey Crisp, who immediately clapped her front hooves over her mouth as everypony laughed, especially her sister who squealed and laughed uncontrollably. “Were those two little pink bows…”. “Cool!!” The sisters yelled. “You never told me that!” Rarity said scoldingly to the still blushing earth pony. Applejack raised an eyebrow, looked at her and asked dryly. “And what would you have said?” Rarity opened her mouth to answer, then paused and shut it. “Point taken.” she replied. “Speaking of which, and I don't mean to pry darlings but I know that after Twilight and Luna spent a moon and a half studying something called D&A and chromo-whatsis or other, you two got married, went for your 6 moon long honeymoon which ended in Canterlot and 12 moon's later Twilight gave birth to Honey Crisp and Applejack you had Misty Dawn, but you never did tell me about how the two of you, you know…” she said, pointing to one filly and then the other. “And I don’t know that we ever will” said Twilight. “Hmmm,” Rarity thought out loud, “I think we need to have another Zap Apple Wine tasting night Applejack, what do you say?” “Ohhhh no!” Said Twilight. "Tell her about what?" the little fillies wanted to know. "About just how one ends up with the two most adorable fillies to ever grace Equestria!" "Oh, is that all!" said Misty Dawn. "We know all about that!" said Honey Crisp. The room went silent. "Oh really?" asked Twilight tentatively "What exactly do you know and how did you find out?" asked Applejack slowly. "Uncle Spike told us!! He said if anyone asks about us having two Mom's we should say 'It's all about gooooood lovin!!" The color returned to Applejack and Twilight's faces as they let out a huge sigh before catching up with Rarity who was laughing hysterically. “Mama?” Asked Honey Crisp, “What ever happened to the little burned piece of the first library?” “Funny you should ask. Fillies?” asked Applejack, picking up Honey Crisp and nuzzling her before kissing her little horn and making her giggle. “This is the last part of the first part of our story. Come on down to the main room.” And so they all paraded down the stairs to the living room. “Now y’all look up. Rarity? Twi” You ready?” “eYup” The two horned ponies said and the five of them began to glow and levitate up to the ceiling. In the very center of the ceiling, slightly larger than a bit, set so deeply that it was part of the wood was a gold heart surrounded by charcoal black wood. ___________________________________ The young princess tried to suppress her smile with a scowl... "Wait a minute...if all your medals and your trophy were melted down and somehow mixed into that tiny seed of wood and from that grew our Golden Oak home, that makes it kind of like a giant, you know...trophy, right?" Twilight whispered and giggled. "Mmhm" Applejack answered nuzzling the lavender neck as they snuggled in bed. "So... *giggle* logically, doesn't that make me, you know, a trophy mare?" [pause] Ow! Oww! Gimme that hat!!"
  7. SUBMISSIONS ARE NOW CLOSED! Thank you for entering. Check out this post for more details Image by Brian Blackberry Attention music artists! Get your music making skills ready because Pony.fm is launching a special contest for the Christmas season! Do you think you can produce the best Christmas/Hearth's Warming song? We’re holding a song contest to find the best Hearth’s Warming songs this season. They can be original songs or remixes of some of the show’s songs from the Hearth’s Warming episodes. To submit, just upload a track to Pony.fm between now and the 18th of December and make sure to check "Submit to Hearth's Warming Contest" in the track editor. The best three songs made by you will be featured on the homepage of Pony.fm on the week of Christmas and you’ll be receiving an Amazon gift voucher ($50 for 1st place, $25 for 2nd and $10 for 3rd). Songs that are not featured in the homepage will be put into a Hearth's Warming playlist for all to enjoy. Submissions are open right now! We’ll close the submissions on the 18th 20th of December and the winners will be announced a few days before Christmas. Please be sure to read the official contest rules. If you want to collab with other composers, feel free. So, what are you waiting for! Get out there and start making some great tunes! EDIT: We've extended the closing date to the 20th! FAQs: Contest Rules and Terms (Also available at https://pony.fm/hwc2016-rules)
  8. NomadSpellbrush

    Diabetes in Your Stocking

    http://spellboundcanvas.deviantart.com/art/Diabetes-in-your-Stocking-651720821#comments Since you've been such a super good Filly/Colt this year, you get a flurry heart in your stocking.
  9. sweetolebob18

    Hearth's Warming Survey

    Everyone seems to believe Hearth's Warming = Christmas. I cannot understand why. Go watch the S2 episode Hearth's Warming Eve. Now watch the Peanut's Christmas special A Charley Brown Christmas. The 2 are about as much alike as a banana and a diesel truck. Yes, the more recent episode catered to fans by making HWE more like Xmas, but the original episode was about settling a wilderness & coming together to form a new nation. That is Thanksgiving, not Xmas. OK, I can see that non USA residents probably don't know much about Thanksgiving but how a USA resident can make that mistake is beyond my comprehension I am resigned to the fact that most of the votes will be for Xmas but I'm an American & firmly believe that if reality doesn't suit me then reality is wrong (It's an American tradition! )
  10. ranul

    christmas in ponyville

    You are invited to celebrate Christmas but they can not decide where to hold it and ask you to pick a location .
  11. You guys gave over $250 to charity: water, and that means we have unwrapped our second stretch gift. The gift of a staff song! @DwhitetheGamer is going to sing for us the final and uber dramatic song from Hearth's Warming Tale: "Luna's Future." I have to say that DWhite has been incredibly energetic, earnest and dedicated to making MCM V happen and has been a strong part of the team behind the scenes (I'm just the pretty face that types words at you. This is a team effort). He also has been adamant about singing for you fine people of Poniverse, and recorded this days ago! Without further ado: Ponyville Live staffer: DWhiteTheGamer! https://pony.fm/tracks/23908-lunas-future-cover-by-dwhitethegamer Bravo, DWhite And to you Poniverse: Thank you once again for your generosity. At the time of this posting we're up to $322!
  12. LOL, I can't believe I forgot to share this here earlier when I made it. Welp, with Hearth's Warming Eve (a.k.a. the Holiday Season) coming along, I thought the timing to share this here would be good. SoundCloud: Pony.fm: https://pony.fm/tracks/23974-hearths-warming-eve-is-here-once-again-with-reprise-organ-cover YouTube:
  13. Remember the civilization from Hearth's Warming Eve that came before Equestria? What do you think happened to it?
  14. SunGlimpse

    Spoiler Luna's Future

    "They are very real..." Some fan art for the newest episode :3 Loving the Luna scenes and her song!! Is that her first solo song ever? This took like 5 hours without a break to finish XD (Sorry about the watermark, I don't want anyone to steal, I'm used)
  15. Welcome my fellow bronies, today I have watch the recent episode and in a few fast pictures in the opening song, I have discovered one particular little filly with an interesting second character. Could this mare be her mother? Or do I misintepret this?
  16. It is official guys, we knew that Rainbow Dash had father, but we were unsure if he was alive or not! But on this Hearths Warming Day he visited his daughter! So he is alive! YAAY! Twilight's parents did not come tho, and as we can see no trail from Apple Jack and Fluttershy's parents... Pinkie Pie's parents did not come too I guess? I did not see anyways! Rainbow Blaze is here tho! I hope you can see it! Thanks for the view!
  17. A Hearth's Warming Tail Starlight Glimmer has a case of the holiday blues, so Twilight tries to help cure her by reading one of her favorite Hearth Warming’s Eve stories, A Hearth’s Warming Tale. Airing May 14th, 2016 http://tvschedule.zap2it.com/tv/my-little-pony-friendship-is-magic/EP013304160136
  18. MERRY APRIL FOOLS DICK EVERYONE I AM MUCH EXISTED FOR THIS EPIDODE OF MAH LITTLE PONEH, FRIENDSHIT IS MAGIC! THIS IS A SOUPER SPOILERS REVIEW, SO IF YOU HAVENT SEE HARTS MORNING EVE, AHVE A CUPPA MULTIGRAIN CEREAL FRAPPE! - - - - - - - - - 0 - - - - - THIS EPISODE OPUNS OP WITH TWILIGHT TRYKING TO BY FOOD FROM THE PURPLE PONY STORE, ALLSO KNOWN AS "POPEYE'S". THATS WHEN PINKIE PIE SHOES UP AND SAYS "HEY, YOU BITCH! WE NEED TO GET TO THE PLAY BECAUSE WE'RE ACTORS OR SOME SHIT!" SO PINKIE PIE SHOOTS TWILIGHT WITH AN M68 AND SHE IS REBORNED AGAINS. THATS WHEN THE OTHER PONEES MEAT THEM THERE FOR THE PAY! SPIKE ENJOY THIS MUCH THATS WHEN SPIKE SAIDS TO SNAKE "HEY, WE SHOULD GET MARRIED AND HAVE CHILDS." SO THEY DID THE SEX THING AND OUT POPS EMMA! AND SO THE SPINOFF WAS SPAWNED. EMMA HAD MANY FRIENDS, INCLUDING MANNY, TOBY, LIBERTY, SEAN, AND J.T. BUT UNFORTUNATLEYS, BEFORE GRADUATIONS, J.T MUCH DIED AND EVERYONE WAS MUCH SAD. POOR LIBERTY, NOW WHO'S GOING TO clean her pipes when they're clogged up? MUCH BLOOD ON BACK MUCH SMALLER IMAGE MUCH SADS WITH LIBERTY NO LONGER HAVING BOY TO PLAY WITH, THEY HAD TO CLOSE DOWN THEIR COMPANY. BUT THAT SOKAY, BECAUSE CARTMAN STARTED A BRAND NEW COMPANY IN ITS PLACE, called the CBAA. CBAA STANDS FOR "CRACK BABY ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION", AND IT EXISTS TO HELP CRACK BABIES DO MORE CRACK. HOWEVER COMMA SCOTT TENORMAN LEFT CARTMAN OUT OF THA DEAL OR SOMETHING AND HE MADE HIM EAT HIS PARENTS IN CHILLI. I enjoy pain. THIS BECA-shit, hold on, sorry, THIS BECAME MY FAVORITE EPISODES AND I LIKE TO WATCH IT ALL TH ETIME> MEANWHILE I WADDA READING THIS BOOK CALLED "The fate Crash" by 00mariofan4eva00! IS MEGA OCMPLEX BOOK SUPER COOL AND IT GOES LIKE THIS. APELJAK WAS MAKING APEL BUCK THAT WAS THE TIME TO SELL THEM ON THE MARK IT AND MADE SIDDER AND PIE. SO GRIPPING, YOU CAN READ IT HERE! LOVELY MUSICS! YOU ARE BOOTEY FULL SINGER HARPLEJARKLE SPEAKING OF BEAUTIFUL MUSICS, FAVORITE BEATLES SONG IS "BATS" FROM THE EASON 4 EISODE "BATS!" LOVELY MUSiC I LIKE THE CORD PROGRESSING AND THE RHYTHMICS OF THE LEERIKS. MUCH MAKES BEATIFL MASICS AND I LOVE IT SO MUCH AND ITS PROBABLY MY FAVORITE EPISOD SONG EVR OF LL THE EPISOD SONGS EVR. HOWEVER SPIKE IZ JUST THERE AND THE SONG AND I DONT NO WHY SO I TOLD HIM "hey, would you mind please moving over to some location that is not particularly right here?" NAD HE TOLD ME TO DIE! SO I DIED HIM INSTEAD! AT LEAST THIS TIME HE HAS A BONER MEANHWILE MAY DAD INTERRUPTS ME TO ASK ME WHAT YEAR IT IS. I TULD HIM IT WAS 2012. MEANWHILE THE RIANBOW DISH IS STUPID. MEANWHILE THIS REVIEW WILL HAVE 0 BROHOOFS AND 0 CENTS. MEANWHILE BACK IN THE FIR ENATION, SEAON SIX IS AIRING, AND a NEW ABBY IS HERE! HER NAME IS PRENCEST FLIRRY CHART< AND SHE LIKE TO DANCE WATCH: IS ANYONE EL SE GETTING HARD? IN THE END, ALL THE POE KNEES LEANED THAT PEDOPHILIA WAS WRONG, AND THEY ALL SET OUT TO BURN CHERELIEE AT THE STAKE. HOWEVERS, IN THE END, ALL THE POE KNEES LEANED THAT BRUNIG PEOPLE IS WRONG and DECIDED "NEVERMIND". CHEERLIE WAS ALLOWED TO LIVE FOR ONE MORE YEAR WHICH MADER VERY PLEASANT! I KILLED MY SISTER AND THAT WAS MORE OR LESS "HEARTH'S WARMING EVE" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- SHIT EPISODE -0/10 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WELL POH KNEE PEE PULL, I HOPE YOU ALL A HAPPY NW YEAR. ITS 2013 NEXT YESTERDAY, AND I CAN HARD LEE WAIT. CAN YOU WAIT? I CAN HARD LEE WAIT. CAN YOU WAIT? I CAN HARD LEE WIAT. SO IF ALL GOES ACODING TO PLANING, I SHO(ULD HAVE COM BACK BI THE MDIDLE OF JUNE. SO HOPE I YOU ENJOED THIS RE-VIEW ONLY ON THE VIEW. HAV E A SEXY APRIL FOOLS DICK. ...This is what happens you when you let me do crack.
  19. MAIKUN

    Ponified Holidays

    We all know Hearths Warming Eve is the Ponified answer to Christmas, Nightmare Night on Halloween and Hearts and Hooves Day aka the Ponified answer to Valentine's Day, but...can anypony come up with an Ponified name for an Holiday, maybe like St. Patrick's Day or April Fools perchance?
  20. Good evening everypony! It's time to announce the winners of our latest fanfiction contest!!! First, I want to apologize for taking so long to announce the results. Just haven't been able to make time for it lately, what with grad school being super busy this semester and all. Anyways, onto the results! We had some great fics submitted to this contest, and I want to thank everyone who took the time to write and submit an entry for it. They were a lot of fun to read through and I'm sure many members of our community have enjoyed reading them as well. Without further ado, here are the winners of the Poniverse Fimfiction Hearth's Warming Eve Contest 2.0!!! Winners First Place: Facing the Cold by TooShyShy Our first place winner most thoroughly captured this contest's theme of charity during Hearth's Warming Eve out of any of our entries. This lovely little one-shot by TooShyShy features Scootaloo pretty down in the dumps on Hearth's Warming Eve, and for good reason, mind you. However, when she meets an unexpected visitor, some even more unexpected holiday bonding occurs, and both she and this stranger learn a little something special. What made this fic stand out is how it so thoroughly captured how giving one's company to another alone during the holiday season can be charitable in and of itself, as can the smallest acts of kindness, even if in the grand scheme of things they don't change that much. Beautiful in its simplicity, this fic is without a doubt the best one we had this time around. Congratulations TooShyShy, and thank you for writing such a lovely fic! Second Place: A History of Giving by Silver Letter The newest addition to Poniverse Mascot canon, A History of Giving follows Pixel Wavelength's youngest daughter, Prism Wavelength, from her own POV. It's a very quiet story largely consisting of Prism's internal monologue, which made it actually very unique in its own right. But what made it truly special is how this fic tackled charity too. In this case, the reader gets to see how one who's come from a privileged background is able to develop a charitable spirit, even if things aren't going so well for them. Once again, as in our first place winning fic, charity is more than simply giving material goods; it's an aspect of one's character and behavior, and while a bit melancholy at times, overall this fic makes for a very pleasant and relaxing read. Third Place: The Gift of Music by Paradox Pon3 Our third place fic probably tackles charity the most traditionally of any of our winning fics. The Gift of Music is basically your run-of-the-mill, standard holiday romance story, though that's not to say that just because it covers some tried and true tropes that it isn't a delightful read, it very much is. Paradox Pon3 handles both Octavia and Vinyl Scratch here splendidly as they work through a rough patch in their relationship in the midst of the holiday season, and while some problems are possibly resolved a bit too easily, overall, this fic is well worth taking a look at and very fun all around. A very, very solid read indeed. Honorable Mentions While we didn't have too many other entries this time around, there is one which I would like to call attention to. Our final entry of the contest, The Merry Mystery by SilverStream2 is her first Fimfiction fic ever, as well as the longest entry we received. While it's a bit rough around the edges, it's clearly a story that the author put a lot of heart and passion into, and that alone actually makes it an enjoyable read. The story itself is pretty basic, though ambitiously combines both Poniverse mascots with many, many canon characters, including the Mane 6, and it's hard not to enjoy a story when it's clear the author cared about writing and telling it so much. If you have the time, I'd definitely say it's worth taking a look at. Well, that's about it for this contest everypony! Once again, a very big thank you to everyone who participated, and to anyone looking for a good read, I'd highly recommend you check some of these stories out! Till next time everypony, this is Batbrony signing off. I'm off! *cue dramatic exit*
  21. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gYpAh4pABKg&feature=youtu.be In Hearth's Warming Eve, the leaders of the three pony tribes travel to a distant land, each settling a different area as their new home. But where exactly was this place? Are the original settlements still around today? Watch the video to find out!
  22. Does your family traditionally drink one of these over the others? Do you prefer something different? What are you sipping by the fireplace? If other, please specify
  23. Merry Christmas everybody! Have some ponies kissing, because why not. Everybody loves that, I think... Link to DeviantArt Page. Blame ~SadisticFluttershy~ for the recommendation. I hope you all have a splendid day! P.S Can you spot the three 'lil spies behind the bushes? 2nd P.S This is alright to post, right?
  24. I want more pony merch for my collection.
  25. Which ones were better? I like some of the Hearth's Warming dresses, but I think the Gala dresses are better. What do you guys think?