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 Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 7:20 pm
Noel and Spica, a seperate end of a string of bright lights clutched in the mouths strung them outlining the back of the second story of Noel's posh residence. Morning Glory trotted around, stacks of cups, plates, and napkins following in her wake lifted by her signature golden unicorn magic. Noel tacks down the end of light string and sighs. "Ah zis eez too mush vork for moi! Reely moi shood 'ave juzt hired ze carterz un decoratorz.." She surveys the decorations and nods, satified. "Bu even moi muzt be to admittinz zat zere iz zomezing nize abot dozing vous own workingz" Morning Glory directs the trail of flat ware down onto one of the long buffet tables, while the distinct silver magic of Spica's unicorn powers unboxes cakes, pies, and other food and sets them up neatly on the table. "It was awfully nice of you to hold this massive baby shower Noel." Glory said, scooting lit, floating candles into the pool. "Even for the other Phony who already had babies.." "Bu ov couze!" Noel flipped a strand of hair out of her face. " Juzt becauze moi iz zinking of zis idea does non mean zat moi cannot share ze célébration wiz ze oztherz!"Spica comes up to Noel, one end of the banner that was made for the party in her mouth. "Ah iz eet bezing time to hang zat?" Spica nodded and Noel blew out a tired sigh. "Ze party iz non already hazing to start un moi iz already zo tired!" But the pegusus picks up the end offered to her by the alicorn and they two of them fly up, tying the banner across the back of the outdoor dining room. As it unfurls, it reads: CONGRATULATIONS!
Noel & Negative, Nina & Pucker, Sugar Skull & Sunshine Sparkle, Scent Puff & TACO, Gear Heart & Feathered Fury, & Tangles & Yawn! Though all the names under are all done in much smaller print as so many names had to be crammed on the banner. "Surely Bon Bon was wondering why you ordered so many goods when you've already put in the order for your wedding.." Glory observed, waving Snowball away from a lavishly decorated cake. "Un 'Oney vonderink pourquoi moi ordered zo many fleurs.." Noel said with a grin. "Moi 'az to been mazing sure zat non phony but vous waz to be knowzing!" She looks at the decorations and the food and takes on a uncharacteristic anxious look. "Moi iz 'oping zat zey vill be liking it.."Morning Glory patted the pegusus on the shoulder. "Don't worry Noel, they'll all love it. Now go fix your hair and freshen up..you'll feel better.."Noel smiled at her stable mate. "Oui......Merci beaucoup." She trotted back into her home, calling for her new cat, who jumped off a pile of gifts and dashed after her phony owner.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 9:14 pm
The dainty cart rolled without a hitch over the Phonyland streets, the phony pulling it humming happily, head held high and striding along with a sense of accomplishment. The cart was nothing more than a platform, two axels, wheels and a harness. Atop the platform was a large domed object, hidden by a length of fabric, the ends tucked underneath.
Starlight considered Noel her oldest friend, which put the poor phony in a rather sad state, considering how rarely she actually spoke to her- or any phony, for that matter. Today, however, would be different. Noel was getting married and having babbens, and Starlight was determined not to let this go by without acting like a proper friend.
A blue aura surrounded the harness as she lifted it off; leaving the cart pulled up to Noel’s home and knocking gently on the door.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 9:29 pm
Morning Glory peeked her head out and smiled at the other twinkle eye'd phony. "Starlight hello! Oh! You brought something..." She looks at the cart behind the pastel phony. "Here, I'll show you the side gate so you can bring that in the back..NOEL!" She shouts up the stairs. "Noel, Starlight is here! Hurry down soon!"
Glory points with her hoof towards the side of the house. "This way!"
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 9:42 pm
Starlight smiles and nods at the other twinkle-eye, turning around and re-hitching herself. Her eyes flick over the modern house before confiding her little worry with Morning Glory, wheeling the decorated cart to the back yard.
“Noel enjoys all fancy attributes? Not just modern, bows and lace and such and so-fourth?” Even if she did not, she could still hope that Negative would enjoy it… as unlikely as that seemed. At any rate, Morning Glory would be her surest bet on finding out Noel’s reaction before the phony in question actually saw her gift.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 9:51 pm
Morning Glory laughed. "I wouldn't worry too much, this is mostly for show." She waves a hoof at the house. "She barely lives here, mostly just keeps it for parties and stuff. I've seen some of her things and they're cute and lacy and ribbony, especially things she's been hording for a girl.." Glory pauses. "Or..a very effeminate boy..."
The blue unicorn leads them to the back of the house. "I'll go get Noel.."
She didn't really need to bother, the pegusus launched herself at Starlight. "Mon Ami! Moi haz been mizzing vous! Vouz are moi'z bridlemaid and moi waz afraid zat vous would not to be wantingz to be! Ah ah! 'Ave fun oui!? Ve havinz sveet zings un all kinds of..." Noel paused, finally noticing her friend was...attached to something. "Ahhh..Starlight...vat iz zis zing?" She pokes a curious hoof at the cart.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:02 pm
Starlight was still giggling quietly to herself at Morning Glory’s reassurance when the charismatic whirlwind that is Noel happened. The quiet phony managed a few ‘of course’s and an ‘I would be delighted’ before the pegasus derailed herself. Starlight lifted the harness from herself again, stepping beside Noel to look at the covered object.
“It is a gift- well, for you and Negative, and, well, the additions to the family, technically, too, but it was made with you in mind.” Starlight gently un-tucked a corner of the fabric for Noel before stepping back, smiling at her friend. “Please, do open it; I shall not wait a moment more before overflowing.”
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:27 pm
Noel gasps! Even Morning Glory and Spica express amazement at the beautiful cradle that Starlight had pulled in. Noel's purple eyes well with tears and she bursts into tears.
"Elle est si belle! I love it! Vous êtes trop gentil avec moi! Mon cher ami, je ne pouvais pas demander une plus belle aujourd'hui!"
Morning Glory pats Noel on the shoulder, looking a little sheepish. "Now now, take a deep breath and try to calm down a little! We can't understand fancy talk remember..?"
"J'ai les meilleurs amis! Les meilleurs amis toujours!" Noel continues to weep happily and talk in "fancy", hugging Starlight.
Spica paws at the ground shyly and says in a voice almost inaudible over Noel's crying; "She..uh...she says...she loves it and..uh..she's got the best friends..ever..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:37 pm
Starlight nodded thankfully at Spica, gently patting Noel’s back as to not muss her coat or mane. She understood the general direction of Noel’s words, but the clarification was always appreciated. The unicorn smiled, blushing horribly but very pleased at the reaction. Morning Glory’s reassurances seemed to be spot-on.
“I am ever so pleased you like it.” Starlight squeezed in between her friend’s frantic fancy-talk. She was indeed pleased, it was impossible not to puff her chest out a little, hugging Noel close. First gift-giving attempt: overwhelming success.
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 6:54 am
TACO strutted up to Noel's house. A baby shower meant there would be lots of ladies. Desperate ladies looking to hook up.
Of course, the party was also to celebrate his babies, one of which was in tow behind him. Taquita had her nose in a book, and wasn't really paying attention to where she was going. That was okay though, because TACO had her tied up with one of those child leashes that people who visited Phonyland theme park frequently used.
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 7:16 am
Meanwhile, in a shady corner somewhere in the back yard, Negative was muttering to himself and gesturing vaguely with one hoof. The news was, though perhaps inevitable, quite shocking. When he and Noel finally had a sit-down the day prior, and she told him, he was all pride and happiness. But now, he remembered hearing how much work went into raising kids, how confused he had been when he was young, and that how they turned out as a person heavily depended on how well he raised them...
Well. It was a lot of pressure to put on a guy a week before the delivery date.
So here he sat, wrapped up in a scarf and coat, drinking tea and muttering to himself about how, exactly, one went about raising children. He imagined there would be some playing of games, and probably some scolding, and he would have to hunt even more for them as well as himself and Noel. Of the first, he was ready and willing to learn; the second, he dreaded; the third, he thought he might want to get a head start on, start curing some meat ahead of time. He'd read about that in a book. He'd have to get it from the library again soon.
He had walked around the side of the house to tell Noel about his plans - Spica, Morning Glory and his beloved seemed to be busy with Starlight, so he felt obligated to greet their guests for a bit. Fortunate, then, that the next guests to arrive would be his friend TACO and his daughter, Taquita! With a big, goofy, slightly scary grin, he bounded forward to greet them, shouting "Hallo TACO! Taquita! Welcome!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 7:50 am
The first thing TACO noticed about his bro, Nega, was that his scarf and coat were not very stylish. But they were very Nega. He gave his friend one of those manly half-hug-handshakes to return the greeting. "Hey there, dad to be!"
Taquita kept walking until she bumped into TACO's leg. She gave a nasty scowl as she bend over to pick up her book. When she looked up, Nega's toothy grin beamed down on her. "Ahh! I mean, hello, Mr. Negative. It's a pleasure to see you, as always." She was startled, but polite. Nega was one of the few phonies she tolerated; he was really nice, and his only fatal flaw was his friendship with her father. How anyone could like TACO, she wasn't sure.
"Dad, can you let me out of this thing?" Taquita said while trying to squirm a leg out of the harness.
TACO reached down and flipped the latch, and the child leash fell to the ground in a heap as Taquita freed herself from it. "You should really invest in one of these things, man. Kids are wild. They'll run away from you when you're not looking."
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 6:03 pm
Morning Glory, seeing Taquita and her uh..father..arrive..she went to greet her student. "Err.." she looks at the thing the filly just squirmed out of and lifts it to her face to give it a once over. "What in the world...is..." She trusts the thing in TACO's face. "Is this a leash for a child?!"
Noel practically grabs her Neggy and drags him over to Starlight and the present she brought. "Amour, amour!! look! Zee wha Stahlight iz givingz to uz! Iz eet non parfaite??" The pegusus practically bounces around the crib like a spring, giggling.
Spica shyly comes to Taquita and drops a small, brightly patterned bag sealed with a golden sticker and says very quietly. "Happy..uhm...being born..but..but late.."
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 6:59 pm
Negative has all of three seconds to look confused and worried about TACO's advice before his dearest Noel gets him in a headlock and drags him over to Starlight's wagon. After shaking his mohawk back into place, he takes some time to survey the... babby cage. He sifts quickly through some of the many things he's learned recently about the Fancy language and about food, and says, "I unno if I'd call it a parfait, Noel - I don' see no yoghurt er fruit - but it's quite loverly, all them bows an' curtains an' fillergree," he says, trying to remember the right word for it. A cribbage? Crib, maybe. Possibly. Staring, maybe a little wide-eyed, after his beloved, he asks, "It's er, ter keep th' babbens in?" To keep them from running away? was his silent thought after.
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 7:28 pm
"ZAT madam ez ze edeot's idea of child reareng," the skunk striped mare spoke as she walked up with her son Draft. Scent had almost thrown away the invitation but her sister had demanded she help bring the baked goods she had been busily preparing. She glared at TACO, unhappy that he even showed up. She didn't care that he was the father. She leaned down and looked at her daughter, "Mon petit, are you alright?"
Draft, however, was exctied. A baby shower! That meant new friends would be arriving soon. And it was Ms. Noel's babies! He smiled at all the current phonies then walked over to his sister, "Hi sis. Whatcha reading?"
Not to long after came a large cart pulled by Honeysuckle. Walking next to him was Bon Appetit. "Bonjour mon amie!!" she smiled brightly, "I 'ave brought ze snacks!"
Of course she had made all sorts of delicious goodies, including a few meat pies for Negatie for everyone to eat. But she had done something special. With Honeysuckle's help she quickly unloaded a big birthday cake made for each group of children. The Taco Puffs had a black and pink cake with blue and white musical notes. The Angry Cogs had a brown and white cake with cream colored gears. The Sleepy Pickles had a green cake with black vines growing all over it. Finally came the baby shower cake, a very french style blue and yellow cake with lots of fondant animals put all over it. Another was styled after the Day of the Dead celebration. Lastly was a purple cake with green mistletoe all over it.
Honeysuckle had brough flowers more for the baby shower. Lots of blues, yellows, and whites with baby's breath all around. He had made a corsage for each mare based on their colors. With each corsage he had put a small paper which gave the meaning that each flower represented to their respective mare. For Noel he had a peach blossom, which meant long-life, generosity, and bridal hope. For Morning Glory he had a Plumeria which meant new beginnings. For Spica of course he had a Lily of the Valley which meant Sweetness, Humility, Returning Happiness, Trustworthy. For the lovely Starlight he made a bumblebee Orichid which stood for industry. Of coruse for Bon Bon he created a simple baby's breath corsage. His other sister Scent Puff got a burgundy rose which stood for unconcious beauty. Finally for his dear little neice, Taquita, he had made the perfect corsage of a green carnation; Oscar Wilde's secret symbol for his followers.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 1:44 pm
Noel giggles and nuzzles up to her Neggy, using the long, soft hair of her tail to tickle his ears and chin. "Non non amour, non parfait, est parfaite. Uh Uhh..ze bezt! Oui zis iz what moi iz meanzing...ze bezt!" Noel nodded firmly. She and Nega often literally spoke two languages, so while he was doing his best to understand her "fancy" talk, as other phony called it, she was working on speaking like the other phonies spoke so that she would be more easily understood by all. "Oui, eet iz to keep za bebbies in! Zee zis iz padded 'ere un zee up 'ere ve can put ah..ah...spinzing mobile zat vill give zem ze amuze!" Noel looks thoughtful. "Ah ah zome phony remindinz moi zat vent Gear'aert get here zat to azk eef zhe can be buildzing zomething like zat!"
Morning Glory scoffs, using her magic to cram the harness over TACO's hair and over his head, making it look like a very awkward bridal. "Learn to parent!" She trots by, using the tip of her tail to whip across his nose sharply, observing the cakes being offloaded by Bon and Honey and changing the subject. It wouldn't do any good for her students to see her get riled all the way up like that. "Bon! You work magic as always! Those look soooo good..."
She blushes a bit at the corsage that Honeysuckle presents her. "Oh how lovely! And you didn't go with just plain ole Morning Glory!" she laughs. "Not that I would have minded that of course! You really know your flowers!"
Finally she trots over to Scent with two glasses of pink champagne and offers one to the cranky looking mare. "Smile Scent! This is a party for you too you know..even if Congratulations isn't..exactly what one would say, you do have three beautiful kids.." She sips out of her glass. "And Noel went out of her way to throw this for everyone..try and have a little fun for her sake at least?"
Spica goes up to Darft and also gives him a bag full of treats and presents. "H..happy being born..but la..." She stops mid sentence and blushes from nose to tail so brightly those would didn't know her would swear she had pink coat. She slowly rises a hoof so Honeysuckle can slip the corsage onto it and blushes a even deeper crimson when his muzzle brushes over her hoof. "Thhhh...th...th...thank ...y...you..." She almost completely hides her whole self behind her long, draping hair.
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