Real Life My Little Ponies Novels & Stories

Roscoe said pulling them back to reality. Chuckling between the two men, Evie only observed, “They hate the Ranch.” “Yes, but every room and stall are booked all weekend.” He shook his head. “I don’t get it. But you were right, it’s popular as hell.” “People like to come to Texas for their pony play.” Evie said happily between her men. “Pony play?” Ink asked. “Yeah. Act like a damned horse.” Roscoe said pulling Evie out from between them. “Who are you riding with?”

“What’s the point, Polly? I am tied to a chain. I won’t be able to reach them. They will just laugh at me. Besides, They’ve become my friends also. Like that huge one that just passed by, that’s Mickey.” “Mickey Mouse?” “Haha, yes! You don’t need to go to Disneyland to see him!… Come to think of it, you and Mickey are just about the same size!” Polly turned his head away and pretended to be hurt. “I’m just kidding, Polly. I’m sorry!” Polly turned to Pilita smiling. “I was just kidding, too. I knew you are just teasing me!” “Right!”

The kids area was out of the way of the adults section to keep them occupied without disrupting the wedding. The miniature fences were painted white, hay bales arranged like seating, tiny picnic tables with stripped umbrellas. Someone had even tied little white ribbons around the necks of the goats My father had brought over a pony from his ranch. She is called Buttercup and is the world’s gentlest pony giving kids rides at my parents’ place for years—was definitely going to be the star of the show. Two handlers brushed her mane whlw she looks smug and beautiful, painfully aware that she was the prettiest girl at the wedding.

“Birds aren’t the smartest these days.” She nodded like that was the most reasonable thing she'd ever heard. Hale sat across from me and waited for a gap in the conversation that wasn't coming anytime soon. “And their poop stinks.” She scrunched her nose. “All poop stinks.” I replied, “Unless you’re a princess, of course.” She gasped, “Can I be a princess?!” “You can be anything you want,” I told her, swinging the other tiny girl on my arm till she giggled, “Your mommy just has to marry a King. Or your daddy can marry a Queen.”

Jordan asked unsurely if he's wrong or correct with those creatures that are in the show. Come to think of it, I also watched that show, it's true that they're horses with wings. "And what do children get from that show?" Jordan added. "Dude, it's a horse show, they will probably teach the young ones about good manners, friendships and some other nice shits, remember, every horse show is full of friendship," This time it is i who said that. "Guys, they're not horse, they're unicorns and pegasus and ponies—" Rhea didn't finished what she was about to say because i cut her off.

"Hey, pumpkin. How would you like to learn to ride a horse today?" Mia's eyebrows went up, her eyes opened extra wide, and her mouth dropped open comically. "Really?" I smiled and scooped Mia up, holding her under the armpits until she was at my eye level. "I hear they have a white horse that resembles a unicorn." Mia started squirming. "That's the one I want! Put me down! I want to go now! Unicorns!" I put my daughter down, and it hit me. My daughter was growing older. She would always be my special pumpkin, but she was no longer that tiny kindergartener on her way to her first day at school.

“We pretty much do. We have everything that you have. Schools, TV shows, colleges, and stores. You name it. We have it.” “Movie theaters?” “Yep.” “Video arcades?” “Yep.” “Bands?” “Yep.” She huffed. “Flying pigs.” I laughed. “No pigs, but we do have horses.” She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, right.” “Fine, don’t believe me,” I stated, turning my attention back to the show. I knew she was still watching me. “Do you really?” “I’m sure with a spell, some witch or sorcerer could.”

I slap two pieces of wholemeal bread together with jam and peanut butter in between and start eating as I slip out of my trainers and into my riding boots. “Let’s do it. Say, we’ll need to get one of those tiny horses for when my girl needs one. I’m thinking to keep the ranch on when we move, it’ll be a nice get away for us to come to Dallas for a break every now and then. I kinda like the Lake house and it’s beautiful for kids to grow up in and fill it up but this place, it’s kinda special.” “You mean a Shetland pony?” “I think so.” I pull my mobile out of my back pocket and enter Shetland pony into the search engine and wait for it to spew out pictures. “Exactly one of those, I want her to

Hunter says and I gave him a glare. "I don't know what that word means," I lied. "How about we all get some coffee? And get to talking?" Logan asks, I love the coffee, I know it's mostly milk but it tastes good. "Okay," I say with a giant pout on my face. We took a seat in the living room, and they made me sit facing them, I looked at them with the same pouting face. "As William has explained being a little means being a lot younger than what you are now, it's a new way to live your childhood all over again, and it's a good chance to have a better life," Hunter starts.

My little prince, once so untouchable, now carried the evidence of my claim hidden under his expensive suit. I switched feeds and watched him climb into a cab, then followed him through the city until he reached Vane Capital. He walked into my building like he belonged there. He kept his head high and his back straight, but I saw the slight hitch in his gait. The way he favored one side. Perfect.