Zizzy X Pony Novels & Stories

Then I heard a door open then the sound of running tiny feet and giggling. “No running in the house!” Evelyn yelled. But the tiny feet didn’t stop instead it sounded like they sped up. She obviously had no authority, so because she was such a bitch I took mines and rubbed it in her face. “No running!” I yelled. The tiny feet immediately stopped and turned into quick walking, the giggling continued. Then two heads appeared peeking from around the corner. Zaria had her hair up in a high pony tail her light brown eyes had joy and happiness in them. Zyon was standing behind her just looking around and smelling the air. They were too adorable.

He was sitting just high enough to witness the rest of Jinx's magick. Three ethereal steeds that were a cross between a horse and a reindeer came to life, one black, one gray, and one white, all bigger and stronger than any animal Topside. The black was decorated in a purple gem-encrusted saddle and reins, the white in gleaming reds, and the gray in shimmering lemons. Hex power and demon essence and Orangelo aura.

"What do you think you're doing, little pony?" Zoey shrieked even before the bald man could get a hold of her. The bald man covered his ears and that little opportunity bought some time for Zoey to spot a waiter holding a tray with two buckets of cold bottles of beer on it. Without any hesitation or whatsoever, Zoey snatched the two bottles and smashed them both towards the bald man's head at the same time the blasting dance pop music played on the air again. "Argh!" ~~~~

I fed them some hay, watching their soft noses nuzzle against my hands in trust. “If only life were this simple,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the occasional snort from the ponies. For a fleeting moment, I allowed myself to escape—just an hour to breathe and think before facing the tangled web of emotions waiting outside. "You like it?" I murmured, brushing the pony’s soft fur gently. Its small ears twitched, and it leaned into my touch as if understanding my words. I let out a soft sigh, feeling a rare moment of calm in its presence. The baby pony, with its velvety coat and big, curious eyes, brought a fragile sense of peace to my chaotic thoughts.

“Don’t deny it. I’ve seen the way you look at him.” “Whatever,” she flushed. “Happy Birthday, Penelope Fairchild. My one and only bestie.” “Oh yas! Happy Thanksgiving, Niy. Don't make me cry,” Pony’s grin widened as she pulled her in for a tight snuggle. Niya couldn’t help the smile tugging at her lips as she dropped Pony off by the subway. Typical. Her best friend never wanted to drive even if she had a car that actually worked. Something was always wrong with it. A battery that refused to cooperate, brakes that squealed like a dying mice, or an engine that only started when it felt like it. Pony was a type of drama that came factory-installed, and Niya loved her more.

Zoey then gave the photo to me. As before, the photo showed two little girls hugging each other while smiling at the camera. One girl looked older than the other. The older girl had her hair tied in a ponytail, while the younger girl had her hair tied in a pigtail. They look so cute and sweet. "That's me in a ponytail," said Zoey. "Ugly, right?" "They have the same beautiful eyes," I praised, not answering her inferiority. "Thanks," Zoey replied shortly.

Becca hiccupped and giggled, dropping her empty glass once full of strawberry daiquiri that Luke had brought with him. After five hours of drinking orangeade, strawberry daiquiri, lemonade, punch and stories of maximum laughs and epic proportions, she was tired as fuck. If she heard one more funny one night stand story about Allison McKinney being daft as a brush, she would, literally, pass out of exhaustion. She was reeling at the idea of heading out to a friend's party that was ongoing.

" Sunny then told her brother James all about the pale white horse that she had seen in Verona. She explained that when you see the horse, you're in deep trouble, and then she went on about how she had seen the horse in Ocean City while riding a Ferris wheel. Sunny's voice trembled as she recounted the eerie details of her encounter with the horse, emphasizing its piercing red eyes and ghostly presence. James listened intently, his disbelief gradually turning into a sense of unease. He couldn't help but wonder if there was some truth to Sunny's unsettling experience.

And she officially found a place in Rihanna's heart. "Eek! You know everything! I like you, will you be my new friend too? I can show you my Monster High collection! Big Zee bought it all for me and Bunny Bunny bought my collection of Pony princesses! Wanna see?" Riha never shows people her collection, how did Risa make it there so fast? They got into a conversation, Jewels included.

She used to join her absolutely everywhere, being tied up as sisters are. Despite all, now the girls felt good, healthy, they spent time on the roof gazing at the mass of stars, competing in imagining interesting creatures up there. “Here's a pony”, said one of them. It was Dorothy pointing at a constellation. “It's more like a ... I think it's Capricorn's constellation,” Elizabeth replied. Suddenly there appeared a small pony, made of a little balloon taken out of a toy circle with unicorn shape. On top of that, it was also lit up, as if that constellation from heaven came down and took life in that pony just created.