Thirty Minute Pony Stories

Cheerilee turned from her blackboard and  spat out her chalk smilingly, the taste having long since grown on her. “And that’s how Unicorns express their innate magical abilities. They lack the special physical skills of Pegasi and or the toughness and connection to the land of Earth Ponies, but they are able to focus their magic more directly and effectively than other ponies, with amazing results. Speaking of Earth Ponies, let’s explore their own magical skills. And they do indeed have them!” The turned to the blackboard once more and, chalk in hoof, began scratching out copious notes for her rapt classroom audience.

Apple Bloom was perhaps the least rapt of the fillies and colts present at the moment, having recently come into the juciest bit of schoolyard gossip. She clenched a pencil in her smiling muzzle and began to set on paper this most wonderful of revelations.

                Scootaloo and Rumble, sittin’ on a cloud, smoochin’ and huggin, now ain’t they proud?

Cheerilee continued, her attention focused on her lecture. “This explains why Earth Ponies can grow crops in adverse conditions when no other pony could. It’s as if the land itself wants to obey them, and we can thank their Earth-magic talents for most of the delicious food we enjoy year-round. Now, about Pegasi, we’ll see that…”

Not for the first time that day, Scootaloo’s notes diverged from those of her classmates.

                Scootaloo: Orange + pinkish purple.  Rumble: Grey + dark blue.  Scootababies = Orange-ish Grey + blueish-purple? Orange + dark blue? Grey + pinkish purple?  SO CUTE!

“Like the bumblebee, Pegasi are much too large-bodied to be able to fly on such relatively small wings. While the bee has special adaptations that allow it to fly, a Pegasus can only do so thanks to the magic focused in its wings. Further…”

The yellow Earth Pony from Sweet Apple Acres yet again found her pencil drifting away from the magenta mare’s lessons.

                On the good ship, Scootalumble!  RumbaLoo? Scootable? RumbleScoot? ScootaRum? RumbaScoo? RumLoo?

“It’s the same magical focus that allows them to walk or sleep on clouds, and even to shape clouds into homes and buildings.” She turned back to the class with sudden perkiness. Well, class, that’s today’s lesson. I hope you took good notes! Now, close your books. Before class ends, I want each of you to write a paragraph explaining how the innate magic of ponies works. Yes, Dinky, you choose to write about Unicorn magic if you like.”

Apple Bloom tore another sheet of paper out of her notebook and hastily scribbled a few sentences about apple farming, then returned to the writing which had held far higher priority for her lately.

                CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS: WEDDING PLANNERS!

The scratching of lead against paper filled the classroom for the last few minutes of the dwindling schoolday. Cheerilee sat happily behind her desk and glanced at the clock. “Okay, everypony, pencils down. Please pass your paragraphs to the pony behind you, and we’ll read them to the class. Diamond Tiara, you can go first.”

The silver-crowned earth pony stood up with a wicked grin and began reciting gleefully, “Scootaloo and Rumble sittin’ on a cloud…”

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Comments by Kyronea:

Hah! Scoots and Rumble were caught and now the whole class knows. Poor foals. Of course they’re going to be horribly embarrassed, will probably deny it…meanwhile Apple Bloom is hilarious…CMC wedding planners? You’re getting ahead of yourself big time, AB. But that’s kids for you. Kids can’t understand how to evaluate the future properly. Here’s hoping Scoots and Rumble enjoy their time together and weather the inevitable breakup with grace and humility.