Welcome, Spring-Sproing Springtime
It was a perfect day in Ponyville. The clouds finally cleared from the sky and gentle rays of sunshine illuminated every cottage, garden, and cobblestone path. Ponies all around town emerged from their homes, blinking the sleepy winter out of their eyes. It had been almost a week since they'd finished their annual Winter Wrap-Up. The ponies had spent an entire day working hard to clear the paths of snow and ice, welcoming back the critters, and plowing the fields to ready them for crops of fresh fruits and veggies. Now every morning was like opening a present! The ponies loved being greeted by flowers and butterflies, rather than snowflakes and chilly breezes.
This morning, one pony in particular was feeling an extra spring in her step.
"Waaaaaaaaake up, citizens of Ponyville!" Pinkie Pie hollered, throwing open her bedroom window on the tippity-top floor of Sugarcube Corner. She was oblivious to the early hour. Even though nopony was awake enough yet to listen, she called out, "It's going to be an awesome day!"
The candy-striped curtains rustled as a sweet, fresh breeze floated inside. Pinkie closed her eyes, inhaled deeply, and smiled from ear to ear. "Don't you just love spring, Gummy?" Pinkie bounced around her pet alligator with glee, her curly fuchsia mane puffing up. "It's all sunshine and good smells and playing outside!"
Gummy blinked his large eyes in response, but his face remained expressionless. "Here! Smell this! It'll make you feel all flowery-powery!" Pinkie plucked a purple posy from her newly installed window box and bounded back over to Gummy. The tiny gator opened his mouth, clamped down on the posy, and swallowed.
"Ooooh, what a fun way to welcome spring, Gummy! Maybe I'll try it, too."
Pinkie plucked another bloom and popped it into her mouth. Her face twisted into a sour look. It did not taste like a sugary delight. "Yuck! Actually, maybe I'll just stick to cupcakes for now."
Pinkie trotted across the brightly colored room. Everything in sight was patterned with hearts or balloons. "So, what's on the PPP for today, Gummy?" She looked over her Pinkie Party Planner on the wall. It had been a gift from Twilight Sparkle and was where she kept track of all the exciting parties happening around Ponyville. The majority of them were events she'd planned herself, but it still pleased her to see how much fun everypony was having. Ever since she accidentally multiplied herself in the Mirror Pool in an attempt not to miss out on anything, she thought it was best to keep track of fun another way.
She scanned the list. "Let's see ... Ice-Cream Sundae Sunday party at Sweetcream Scoops's house? No, that's tomorrow. Silly me! Today is Saturday." She looked at Saturday—but what Pinkie saw there horrified her. There weren't any parties on today's schedule. Not one! Pinkie's jaw dropped, and she sunk to the floor like a wilted flower. How could this be? A whole day with no fun activities to attend? What was she going to do with her time? The sweet sound of birds chirping outside taunted her. Even the birds sounded like they had a party planned for today!
Pinkie stood up straight with a determined look in her eye. "There's no way we can waste such a prettiful sunshiny day doing nothing, Gummy!" She leaped over to a mountainous stack of colored boxes in the corner—her party supplies—and started to riffle through them rapidly. Neon streamers flew through the air. Glitter confetti sprinkled down. Pointed party hats, noisemakers, and birthday candles rolled across the floor. It looked like Pinkie's party cannon had exploded! She was making a big mess, but she didn't care. Pinkie Pie needed inspiration.
"Aha! This could be superiffic...." Pinkie squealed, pulling out a shiny magenta cape edged in blue and yellow ribbons. She threw it over her shoulders and popped on a matching mask. "A superpony party, perhaps?"
Gummy blinked, unconvinced. Pinkie's shoulders sagged. He was right. The cape wasn't quite doing it. Pinkie tossed it onto the pile of rejected items and sighed. "I know! I know!" she said, brightening up again. "How about a Capture the Flag tournament? Those are fantilly-astically fun!"
Pinkie grunted as she struggled to push a massive gold box labeled PARTY FLAGS! (1 OF 3) to the center of the room. She placed a small ladder on the side and dived headfirst into the box, causing several flags to spill out and land on the already cluttered floor.
Pinkie wasn't just looking for any old flag. She wanted a special flag that would be absolutely perfect for the game, and she knew just the one. It was a keepsake from the time she'd been in charge of the flügelhorn booth at the Crystal Faire. It had a sparkly pink flügelhorn on it. Sparkles were very popular in Equestria lately—ever since the Crystal Empire had returned.
But it was no use! Pinkie found checkered racing flags, some Summer Sun Celebration flags, and even flags with tiny flags painted on them. But no pink flügelhorn. Pinkie was pretty down on her luck today. "Oh well. Never mind that!" she exclaimed. "I'm sure there's something else around here...."
Meanwhile, Gummy climbed on top of one of Pinkie's homemade Super Spring Sneakers—a set of shoes with giant silver springs attached to the bottoms for maximum bounce-ability. He slowly sprang up and down on one of them, and the shoe made a small squeaky noise. It was hard to tell if he was having fun, since he couldn't smile, but he kept doing it, so that was a good indication.
"Gummy, you're brilliant!" Pinkie shouted. She did a celebratory twirl that rustled up some stray confetti like a party tornado. "Why didn't you say something sooner?!" Pinkie smiled extra wide and strapped on her sneakers. "We're going to have a Spring-Sproing-Spring Party to welcome the new season! We have so much to do!" And with that, Pinkie bounced out the door and into action. It was time to get this party started!
Pinkie's Party Ponies
Whenever Pinkie Pie went somewhere, it usually took her much less time than other ponies. She had a unique way of traveling. She preferred to hop, skip, or bounce rather than trot or walk. Today, with her spring-loaded sneaks strapped to her hooves, she was bouncing high into the sky. "Hellooo!" she chirped as she poked her head through a cloud, surprising a green Pegasus with a yellow mane who had been asleep.
Boing! B-b-ba-doing! Boing! B-b-ba-doing!
Within a few minutes, Pinkie accidentally found herself on the outskirts of Ponyville. "Whoopsy-doodles! I overshot my bounce range again!" She giggled before heading back to the spot where she had meant to land—right in the center of Ponyville. It was the absolute best spot to start telling every-pony about the Spring-Sproing-Spring Party. Then she would quickly go cottage to cottage, leaving plenty of time to set up for the party and have the best time ever the rest of the day.
Pinkie cleared her throat and looked out into the now-bustling marketplace. She began to sing and do a bubbly dance routine. "It's spring! It's spring! What a wonderful thing! It's time to laugh; it's time to sing! But most of all ... it's time to spriiiiiiiiing!" Pinkie Pie spread her hooves out wide and smiled at the crowd.
But nopony had stopped to listen. That didn't stop Pinkie. "You're all invited to my Spring-Sproing-Spring Party! This afternoon! By the lake! Be there if you like having a little fun, a lot of fun, or even just medium fun!"
Sea Swirl and Rose trotted past, giggling and shaking their heads. They were used to seeing Pinkie act silly, and seemed to be too busy to stop and hear what the party was all about. Pinkie shrugged and started her song again. "It's spring! It's spring! What a won—"
All of a sudden, a little voice interrupted her.
"A party? Can we come, Pinkie?" said Apple Bloom in her cowgirl accent, jumping up and down like a baby lamb. She was just a little filly—light yellow-green with a bold pink mane. She hadn't received her cutie mark yet. As usual, her two best friends, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle—also "blank flanks," were standing by her side.
"Of course!" Pinkie shouted, and sprang into the air. "Everypony's invited! Especially you three!"
"Yay!" the three ponies chorused, and erupted into a tizzy of excitement. Parties in Ponyville were a frequent occurrence, but they weren't usually called out as guests of honor.
"What sort of awesome stuff will there be at the party?" asked Scootaloo. "Will there be bouncing?"
"Will there be springing?" added Sweetie Belle.
"What about sproinging?" squealed Apple Bloom.
"All of the above!" shouted Pinkie, her smile growing wider by the second. "And also big huge trampolines, a bouncy barn, and bundles of bungees! All of the springiest things there are." Pinkie looked at them proudly.
"Well, count the Cutie Mark Crusaders in," said Apple Bloom. She turned to her two friends. "Maybe one of us will get our cutie mark while we're there!"
"Yeah!" Scootaloo chimed in. "My hidden talent could be ... jumping?"
"Let's find out!" Pinkie pulled three sets of mini spring-loaded shoes just like hers seemingly out of nowhere. It was almost like magic, but it wasn't—it was just Pinkie. She was prepared for a good time, and nopony could blame her for that!