All My Little Pony Song Novels & Stories

“Paid? What do you mean, paid?” Jude, who was already halfway into his room, poked his head out. “Paid for what?” Ethan, ever the clown, threw his arms wide dramatically. “For her! For our dear, precious Orlanda! We are millionaires! Millionaires, Mama!” Enoch jumped beside him, grabbed the phone and hugged it like a baby goat. “Do you know what this means? We can buy that new game console —” “—And new shoes! —” “—And a new bike! —”

He didn't get the rest of the words out before I pushed the needle into the middle finger. Another painful cry. "I bet you'll be more amused when you listen to her choice of song," I continued, my voice unhurried while staring down at the finger like it was a mere tool I was working on. Done pushing over half of the needle into the finger, I retrieved my phone from my back pocket, tapped the screen several times and held it up to him as Cinnamon girl by Lana Del Ray started playing.

the Nanny eyes turned teary as she walks up to Juniors bad, her left hand on his forehead as she caressed his eyebrows slowly and the right hand holding his hands as she sang his favorite song. 🎶 when I was just a little boy 🎶I asked my Nanny, what will I be e 🎶Will I be handsome, will I be rich 🎶 Here's what she said to me.. 🎶Dear Junior Junior, what ever will be will be 🎶The future is ours to seek 🎶Dear Junior Baby As the Nanny ended the song, tears roll down her eyes.. the Nun came patting her at the back as a sign on comfort. Suddenly Juniors flipped his fingers while the Nanny's hands were still holding his as the sensation was passed, feeling his fingers flipped as she screamed

Hearing someone call her, Little Lemon babbled, "Are you looking for Mommy? Mommy is taking a bath. Wait. She will sing Twinkle, Twinkle later." Blair immediately understood what was happening. He softened his tone and asked, "Does Little Lemon want to hear Twinkle, Twinkle?" "Yes, want to hear Twinkle, Twinkle." Little Lemon loved that song the most before bedtime. Blair continued, "Daddy will sing Twinkle, Twinkle for Little Lemon." Although he had never sung nursery rhymes before, he remembered Mable singing this song to Nicki to put her to sleep. Little Lemon tilted her head and said, "Daddy. Twinkle, Twinkle."

I rubbed her back and started humming the song we made up when we were kids. Whenever things got hard, and mom was sleeping in the basement again because dad got too angry, Red and I would sing, The Happy Bunny. The song was about a bunny who was caught in a trap for seven days, a bunny who thought she would die, but then she was rescued by a magical fairy. She was granted several wishes and allowed to be free and hop again. She was the happy bunny, and nothing could harm her anymore. It was slow; we made the lyrics and settled on what we liked for each line. We sang it for every bad thing. We sang it until we felt like we could be happy. Even when we weren’t.

"Thank Ms. Ellison for her kindness on my behalf, but my life isn't meant to clean up after her." I hung up and looked out at the busy traffic below. The collapse of that project had come even faster than I expected. A faint smile spread across my lips.

They were even surprised to see me. I tried to smile. "C-Can I sing for atleast one song?" I asked. I saw them looked shock but they were able to nod. "My Happy Ending by Avril Lavigne. You take care of it, okay?" I said. "A-All right" they said in unison. I took the microphone. "Mic test, mic test" Everyone looked at me, so did Dwyne and his friends. I tried to smile at them. The people inside began to murmur.

"-Nonsense, you're my little brother. You know, I understand if it's...you know...a little awkward considering..." "It is not awkward. I'm just very busy." He replied coldly. "Well, alright then. Hey, Leslie you know what song made me think of you?" "What song would that be, handsome?" I said happily. "That one song by Landon Pigg, the coffee shop one?" I clapped excitedly "Oh, I love that one! You should sing it to me!" "Well, if you say so. Let's see, it goes like... I think that possibly, maybe I'm falling for you-"

"I'm sorry, honey. You shouldn't have to do this. I'm the one who should be working, not you." "It's okay, I'm happy to help mom. That way I can ease your burden at least for my school fees later." Emily was touched to hear it, she was proud to have a daughter like Sophia. "Emily, your daughter is really lucky. She's only been working for two days, and she's already been appointed as a personal maid. I think Mr. Oliver likes her." Elina whispered to Emily. As for Sophia, the girl was now busy playing with the clown fish in Elina's small aquarium. Apparently Elina had a small pet in her room that she had just bought yesterday and Sophia called the fish Nemo.

Scarlett smiled in victory, she had known her husband would listen to her, she turned her back and walked back to the dining room feeling proud of herself, she was clueless that once she was out of the sight, he went back to his daughter and said in a very low voice that almost sounded like a whisper. "Don't worry princess, daddy will buy you some chocolate ice cream later, okay?" In an instant, her frown turned into a bright smile, she showed her array of tiny teeth, letting out a giggle before hugging him tightly, her body was tiny in comparison to his, which made the whole situation even more adorable. She thanked him and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before running inside the house