Games Ponies Play
May. 15th, 2015 11:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
twilightponyThe whole gang was here. I set out alfalfa cubes, turnip sticks, apple chips and mint tea for us to snack on. Pinkie brought over a few jugs of her Spring punch too. Soon we were chatting and laughing over games of Bundle of Sticks and Ring Fling.
I was trying to pull equal numbers of each color from the stack, Rarity looked to be strategically removing just the right sticks to leave the stack in an attractive climbing spiral pattern, Fluttershy seemed focused on rescuing the low-value sticks, and Pinkie looked to be snatching out the first stick she saw as fast as she could. Meanwhile, Dash and Applejack were making those felt-cushioned rings streak down the hall, whacking the opposing rings so hard they were bouncing off the walls. Spike was waiting to challenge the victor, and while he waited, finding where the rings flew off to.
I brought up the picnic idea. "Say, it's been a while since we've had a picnic, we should have one soon." There was a blur of pink next to me as Pinkie snatched out another stick. Somehow the pile remained standing. She spat out her stick (lips only, no horns, wings, tails or tongues!). "Ooh! A picnic! Let's have one tomorrow!"
My turn. I studied the pile. I needed another yellow one to make a perfect set. Or I could try for prime numbers instead. So circled the pile looking for a green stick. "Not tomorrow. I have the three fillies coming over to continue their private instruction. I think it's going to rain tomorrow as well. Dash?"
Dash was in mid swing. Her throw missed Applejack's ring; it bounced off a wall and would have flown out the front door if we hadn't closed it. "Aw shucks! Yes, there's a little Spring shower planned for tomorrow. And another on Monday."
I found a likely looking green stick. Pinkie looked cross. "Two daytime showers? Why so often? Why can't it rain just at night?"
Applejack glided her third ring into a scoring position, slightly in front of her other ring in the bullseye. "Crops need waterin' That means small, frequent showers." Dash glared at Applejack's rings. "Yeah, and the pegasi mostly work during the day." She took careful aim.
I pulled out the green stick. The stack stood. I'm going to need 1 gold, 2 sapphire, 3 emerald, 5 ruby and 7 diamond for a perfect game. Rarity's turn.
Dash's ring slid noiselessly down the hall, hit both Applejack's rings with a hearty wooden 'crack', and all three rings went bouncing off the walls to the far end of the hall. The score was still zero-zero. Spike asked: "How about the day after tomorrow?" I'm going to let Spike in on the plan tomorrow.
While Rarity expertly extracted a white stick that was sticking out like a cowlick, Fluttershy replied. "Oh no, not then. That's bath day for the critters, I've scheduled the bear for a realignment for his back pain and there's the prenatal exam for the jackalope doe. I think they're finally going to have kits!"
Applejack took aim. Fluttershy studied the pile. Pinkie asked: "How about Tuesday? The Cakes have asked me to watch Pumpkin and Cup Cake in the morning, but I'm free all afternoon. We could make it a picnic lunch." (Victory!)
Applejack's ring stopped in the bullseye. Fluttershy delicately rescued a yellow stick with just a little lip tremor.
Picnic lunch next Tuesday was fine for everypony. I asked Pinkie if she had any rock candy. "Making rock candy necklaces next Tuesday in the sunshine would be fun". With at least three days for her to make rock candy, I think we're in for a lot of fun.
I was trying to pull equal numbers of each color from the stack, Rarity looked to be strategically removing just the right sticks to leave the stack in an attractive climbing spiral pattern, Fluttershy seemed focused on rescuing the low-value sticks, and Pinkie looked to be snatching out the first stick she saw as fast as she could. Meanwhile, Dash and Applejack were making those felt-cushioned rings streak down the hall, whacking the opposing rings so hard they were bouncing off the walls. Spike was waiting to challenge the victor, and while he waited, finding where the rings flew off to.
I brought up the picnic idea. "Say, it's been a while since we've had a picnic, we should have one soon." There was a blur of pink next to me as Pinkie snatched out another stick. Somehow the pile remained standing. She spat out her stick (lips only, no horns, wings, tails or tongues!). "Ooh! A picnic! Let's have one tomorrow!"
My turn. I studied the pile. I needed another yellow one to make a perfect set. Or I could try for prime numbers instead. So circled the pile looking for a green stick. "Not tomorrow. I have the three fillies coming over to continue their private instruction. I think it's going to rain tomorrow as well. Dash?"
Dash was in mid swing. Her throw missed Applejack's ring; it bounced off a wall and would have flown out the front door if we hadn't closed it. "Aw shucks! Yes, there's a little Spring shower planned for tomorrow. And another on Monday."
I found a likely looking green stick. Pinkie looked cross. "Two daytime showers? Why so often? Why can't it rain just at night?"
Applejack glided her third ring into a scoring position, slightly in front of her other ring in the bullseye. "Crops need waterin' That means small, frequent showers." Dash glared at Applejack's rings. "Yeah, and the pegasi mostly work during the day." She took careful aim.
I pulled out the green stick. The stack stood. I'm going to need 1 gold, 2 sapphire, 3 emerald, 5 ruby and 7 diamond for a perfect game. Rarity's turn.
Dash's ring slid noiselessly down the hall, hit both Applejack's rings with a hearty wooden 'crack', and all three rings went bouncing off the walls to the far end of the hall. The score was still zero-zero. Spike asked: "How about the day after tomorrow?" I'm going to let Spike in on the plan tomorrow.
While Rarity expertly extracted a white stick that was sticking out like a cowlick, Fluttershy replied. "Oh no, not then. That's bath day for the critters, I've scheduled the bear for a realignment for his back pain and there's the prenatal exam for the jackalope doe. I think they're finally going to have kits!"
Applejack took aim. Fluttershy studied the pile. Pinkie asked: "How about Tuesday? The Cakes have asked me to watch Pumpkin and Cup Cake in the morning, but I'm free all afternoon. We could make it a picnic lunch." (Victory!)
Applejack's ring stopped in the bullseye. Fluttershy delicately rescued a yellow stick with just a little lip tremor.
Picnic lunch next Tuesday was fine for everypony. I asked Pinkie if she had any rock candy. "Making rock candy necklaces next Tuesday in the sunshine would be fun". With at least three days for her to make rock candy, I think we're in for a lot of fun.
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Date: 2015-05-16 06:05 am (UTC)In our world, these creatures don't exist outside of taxidermy hoaxes designed to trick tourists and sell souvenirs.
The day of the Surprise Pie Party approaches...
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Date: 2015-05-16 09:49 pm (UTC)The surprise party _is_ close... Must take long, calming breaths.