Seventh Smile | [Video]

[brokethefourthwall]

[Hello Luceti. Are you good with videos at awkward angles? Because this camera is pointed straight up in the air. Not only that, there seems to be something dangling from the tree. Something very... pink. It may take a moment, but you should eventually be able to make out the familiar pink form of Pinkie Pie, stuck up high in an apple tree. A garden hose is wrapped around her leg, keeping her in place. Her head also seems to be stuck.

...in a watering can.

Huh.

Well, anyway, the little pony is just going to swing there, squirming every now and then. Maybe you can be a good Samaritan and help her out? Or maybe she'll make a good pinata with how much candy is inside her.]

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[toujoursfluer]

[She sees the video and it takes her a while to find the trapped pony. But find she does]

Hello, Pinkie-chan. I'm going to try to take that watering can off now.

[and hands sprout from the trunk of the tree, not that you can see it, and gently try to tug the watering can off your fairly large head]

This is why you don't have multiple journals have the same icon names.

[brokethefourthwall]

[Pinkie grunts, using her front hooves to help the hands pull the watering can free. With a pop, her large curly mane springs free into the open air. She celebrates with a large gasp of air.]

Oh, hiya, Robin! Water you doing here, now that I can see you~?

[toujoursfluer]

Oh, just hanging around.

[she smiles and the hands disappear into a swirl of petals]

I didn't want anyone to use you as a pinata. That could get messy.

[brokethefourthwall]

I don't think the candy they'd get would be very tasty, either.

[toujoursfluer]

Especially not covered in blood and gore.

[more hands sprout from the upper branch to pull Pinkie Pie up and unwrap the hose from her hoof]

Doing a little gardening?

[brokethefourthwall]

[She nods.]

Yep! My friend Applejack used to take care of these trees. I thought somepony should keep an eye on them.

[toujoursfluer]

[It reminds her faintly of Nami's mikan grove. Someone to take care of it indeed. She rests her hand on the trunk and looks up through the branches.]

I'm better with growing flowers and vegetables. [though her garden has been barely attended of late. It's still early Spring so it's mostly barren anyway but...]

Still I would like to help. I'm assuming you're rather new at this.

[brokethefourthwall]

My parents are rock farmers. I haven't been doing this long, but I can tell it's a little different than farming apples.

[toujoursfluer]

Rock farmer? [She blinks at the odd term] Was it more like a quarry or were these rocks edible?

[brokethefourthwall]

[She shakes her head.] Not unless you want to give yourself one doozy of a tummy ache. We mostly gathered, sorted and broke down rocks into more useful things. My family is really good at it, but I don't think it's really my thing.

[toujoursfluer]

[So more like a quarry then]

I wouldn't think so. You don't seem so set in stone.

[brokethefourthwall]

I dunno, I think I'd look nice as a statue. As long as I got to pick the pose, I mean~.

[toujoursfluer]

Yes a statue must have an interesting pose. [she nods solemnly] Show me your best.

[brokethefourthwall]

Hm... [She taps her chin with a hoof for a moment, before standing on one of her front hooves in a sort of one-handed handstand. Once properly balanced, she sticks her tongue out, grinning happily.]

Ta-daaa~!

[toujoursfluer]

Very good. Now hold that pose. [and Robin will make a little wreath laurel and drop it around her neck]

Forever. [And she rests a tiny apple on a poof of Pinkie's mane.]

[brokethefourthwall]

[She giggles, barely feeling the apple in her cooshy mane.]

I may need somepony to bring me milkshakes if I'm staying here. The life of a statue is a rough one~.

[toujoursfluer]

I'll make sure to bring you some whenever you need. [have a laurel for three of your hooves and she'll step back to admire her handiwork]

Anyway, a life of a statue is much preferable to that of a pinata.

[brokethefourthwall]

I should probably thank you then, for saving me from that life.

[toujoursfluer]

Anytime, Pinkie-chan. I think I'll call you, Small Party Pony Frozen Forever. How does that strike you?

[brokethefourthwall]

Hm. Yes. Quite apt, I must say.

[She nods sagely, tacking on a fake British accent for good measure.]

[toujoursfluer]

Quite. [She'll mimic the accent] Would you care to make a statue of me? [Turnabout is fair play, after all]

[brokethefourthwall]

That depends. Do you have a good pose in mind?

[toujoursfluer]

Yes, as a matter of fact. Care to see?

[brokethefourthwall]

I'd love to!

[toujoursfluer]

Very well.

[She crosses her arms over her chest and closes her eyes. Another Robin steps out from behind her so they are standing back to back and then arms shoot out from the ground, some adding onto one another and lengthening until it looks like she's standing between stylized wings. There is silence for a moment and then in an instant eyes screw open all over her body, all fixated on the small still pony]