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Bridle Bound
“Get him!” Apple Bloom hollered, digging her rear hooves into Applejack’s flank. Applejack reared up and charged forward.
“Yeah! Giddy up!” Sweetie Belle yelled, doing the same with Rarity. Rarity turned back and gave her sister a silent glare. Her bridle and bit looked a lot more stylish than her counterpart mounts. “Please,” Sweetie Belle added, and Rarity took off in a trot.
“To the sky!” Spike hollered. He tugged at the reins, and Twilight gave a soft groan. Lifting her wings, she took to the air, hovering just a few heads above the assault. He turned on his assailants and spewed a short breath of dragon fire.
“No phair,” Pinkie said, flapping her tongue against the bit in her mouth. Gummy bounced along happily gumming her mane.
“Pegasus attaaaaack!” Scootaloo screamed, barely holding on as Rainbow Dash went into a dive. The bit caught when Scootaloo pulled back to try and steady herself on the descent.
Rainbow Dash flared her wings and came to an abrupt halt. In a fit of coughing, she flailed at her mouth trying to dislodge the object from her throat. Scootaloo attached herself to the rainbow mane and hung on tight as the entire bridle came loose and fell away.
“That’s it. I’ve had enough.” Rainbow Dash waved her hooves in front of her. “Sorry, Scoots.” She flapped down to the ground and let her passenger hop off.
Rarity waltzed up beside them. With her magic, she removed the bridle from her head, adding a little drama as she spat the bit from her mouth. “I second that thought.” In a second wave of her levitation magic, she hoisted Sweetie Belle from her back and deposited her next to Scootaloo.
“Ahh, come on girls,” Applejack said, riding up alongside the little ones. “It’s all for fun. Get yer head in the game and play along.” The brass bit in her mouth didn’t seem to affect her speech at all. Apple Bloom yelped as her ride galloped off after their quarry.
“Whose idea was this anyway?” Rainbow Dash asked Rarity.
“I believe it was Spike’s, dear,” Rarity replied, smacking her lips and rubbing at her jaw.
“He wanted to play Dragons and Ponies for his birthday,” Scootaloo said.
“Yeah, and you all promised you’d help,” Sweetie Belle added, kicking a hoof in the dirt.
“Fine,” Rainbow Dash answered. Plodding over to the harness she’d tossed on the ground, she picked up only the bridle. “But I’m not wearing that bit again.”
“Alright then,” Rarity said. “I’ll do the same, but no kicking my flanks either.” She gave another glare to her sister who swiftly nodded her head.
In a moment, the pair of riders and mounts were back on the hunt for the elusive dragon. They had barely rejoined the chase when a terrifying roar had them all stop dead in their tracks.
Twilight circled back to the group. Down from the clouds, a giant shadow descended on them all. A giant red dragon belched a stream of flame. Twilight barely had time to conjure a shield to protect them.
Quickly checking to make sure everypony was alright, she yelled up at the new arrival. “What are you doing, Fluttershy?”
The quiet mare poked her head around the side of the dragon’s maw. “I thought I was supposed to bring a friend?”
“Why didn’t you bring Angel, or Discord even?” Twilight answered. The back and forth questions kept the rest of the group bouncing glances between Twilight and the dragon mounted Fluttershy.
“Wasn't I was supposed to bring a dragon?” Fluttershy mumbled. “We are supposed to be playing Dragons and Ponies, right?”
Twilight slammed a hoof to her forehead. “That’s it! Birthday’s over!” She tore off her bridle in her magic pull and quickly wrapped it around the dragon’s snout. “Take that dragon back to where he belongs. Hurry, and I’ll try and save you some cake.”
“Aww,” Spike moaned, his reaction shared by the fillies, “but we were just getting to the good part.”
“Um, Twilight,” Fluttershy said, “can I get some cake for Leroy too. I promised he could have some if he behaved.” The dragon raised back and bounced his head, begging like a common house pet. If his mouth wasn’t tied up, his tongue would have been lolling as well.
“Whatever.” Twilight shook her head. “Next year, Spike, Pinkie’s in charge of the party.”
“Thee, I to’d you guize,” Pinkie said, still sputtering around the bit. “Pa’ty p’anning ith therioth bithnethh.”
“Yeah! Giddy up!” Sweetie Belle yelled, doing the same with Rarity. Rarity turned back and gave her sister a silent glare. Her bridle and bit looked a lot more stylish than her counterpart mounts. “Please,” Sweetie Belle added, and Rarity took off in a trot.
“To the sky!” Spike hollered. He tugged at the reins, and Twilight gave a soft groan. Lifting her wings, she took to the air, hovering just a few heads above the assault. He turned on his assailants and spewed a short breath of dragon fire.
“No phair,” Pinkie said, flapping her tongue against the bit in her mouth. Gummy bounced along happily gumming her mane.
“Pegasus attaaaaack!” Scootaloo screamed, barely holding on as Rainbow Dash went into a dive. The bit caught when Scootaloo pulled back to try and steady herself on the descent.
Rainbow Dash flared her wings and came to an abrupt halt. In a fit of coughing, she flailed at her mouth trying to dislodge the object from her throat. Scootaloo attached herself to the rainbow mane and hung on tight as the entire bridle came loose and fell away.
“That’s it. I’ve had enough.” Rainbow Dash waved her hooves in front of her. “Sorry, Scoots.” She flapped down to the ground and let her passenger hop off.
Rarity waltzed up beside them. With her magic, she removed the bridle from her head, adding a little drama as she spat the bit from her mouth. “I second that thought.” In a second wave of her levitation magic, she hoisted Sweetie Belle from her back and deposited her next to Scootaloo.
“Ahh, come on girls,” Applejack said, riding up alongside the little ones. “It’s all for fun. Get yer head in the game and play along.” The brass bit in her mouth didn’t seem to affect her speech at all. Apple Bloom yelped as her ride galloped off after their quarry.
“Whose idea was this anyway?” Rainbow Dash asked Rarity.
“I believe it was Spike’s, dear,” Rarity replied, smacking her lips and rubbing at her jaw.
“He wanted to play Dragons and Ponies for his birthday,” Scootaloo said.
“Yeah, and you all promised you’d help,” Sweetie Belle added, kicking a hoof in the dirt.
“Fine,” Rainbow Dash answered. Plodding over to the harness she’d tossed on the ground, she picked up only the bridle. “But I’m not wearing that bit again.”
“Alright then,” Rarity said. “I’ll do the same, but no kicking my flanks either.” She gave another glare to her sister who swiftly nodded her head.
In a moment, the pair of riders and mounts were back on the hunt for the elusive dragon. They had barely rejoined the chase when a terrifying roar had them all stop dead in their tracks.
Twilight circled back to the group. Down from the clouds, a giant shadow descended on them all. A giant red dragon belched a stream of flame. Twilight barely had time to conjure a shield to protect them.
Quickly checking to make sure everypony was alright, she yelled up at the new arrival. “What are you doing, Fluttershy?”
The quiet mare poked her head around the side of the dragon’s maw. “I thought I was supposed to bring a friend?”
“Why didn’t you bring Angel, or Discord even?” Twilight answered. The back and forth questions kept the rest of the group bouncing glances between Twilight and the dragon mounted Fluttershy.
“Wasn't I was supposed to bring a dragon?” Fluttershy mumbled. “We are supposed to be playing Dragons and Ponies, right?”
Twilight slammed a hoof to her forehead. “That’s it! Birthday’s over!” She tore off her bridle in her magic pull and quickly wrapped it around the dragon’s snout. “Take that dragon back to where he belongs. Hurry, and I’ll try and save you some cake.”
“Aww,” Spike moaned, his reaction shared by the fillies, “but we were just getting to the good part.”
“Um, Twilight,” Fluttershy said, “can I get some cake for Leroy too. I promised he could have some if he behaved.” The dragon raised back and bounced his head, begging like a common house pet. If his mouth wasn’t tied up, his tongue would have been lolling as well.
“Whatever.” Twilight shook her head. “Next year, Spike, Pinkie’s in charge of the party.”
“Thee, I to’d you guize,” Pinkie said, still sputtering around the bit. “Pa’ty p’anning ith therioth bithnethh.”