Call of the Smoothie

[twilightpony]

I can hear the Spring grass calling me. Soft, tasty Spring grass. Leave me be, grass! See here, I'm eating second cut hay from last summer. Ha! I am safe in this Tree built rock horse-house, high above your siren song, here in my fortress, my island of serenity. I am an island in the sea of green. You can not touch me. I'm not listening.

I wonder if Fluttershy saw anything interesting in the Everfree the other day? Not that she could take a manticore cub home. It would probably eat her nestlings.

I think there's a pony at the bazaar who specializes in grass smoothies... a Spring grass smoothie must be really, really good.

Comments

[algernon97]

To get a smoothie or not to get a smoothie.

That is the question.

[twilightpony]

Whether 'tis Nobler in the mind to suffer
The aches and pains of outrageous brain freeze,
Or to take Arms against the call of weakness,
And by opposing go smoothie-less.
There's the rub.

[flareblitzfury]

It sounds like one of those would be good!

[twilightpony]

It was! While it lasted.

[flareblitzfury]

Like a lot of good things, but it's good it happened!