Long Cold Night

>day freezing in Equstria

>Holy balls its cold out

>Winter has come in p0nyville and you're spending a pleasant day indoors

>Hot chocolate and a book next to the fire

>Hours pass as you progress through your novel

>As the night grows late the weather seems to worsen.

>The muffled howling of the storm outside plays on the edge of your consciousness

>A faint noise pulls your attention from your book. At least you think you heard something.

>Shrugging you return to your book.

*KNOCK*

>Okay you defiantly heard that, and you're pretty sure that came from your front door

>You exit your cozy nest of blankets and go to your door

>Given the chance your door is swung wide open by the howling winds outside.

>Scrambling to regain control of your door you see the source of the noise

>A very blue and very cold looking Pinkie Pie is on your door step.

>"H..hhi..An..anon!" she chatters, ice literally hanging from her snout.

"Holy crap Pinkie what are you doing here! Are you okay?"

>"Neeeeded tt.t.tto visit yy..you...and.." she tries to stutter out but shes shivering so hard she's having trouble

You stop her "Okay get inside this instant, I'm not having you freeze to death on my door step.

>You bend down and scoop Pinkie up, kicking the door close with your foot you bring her inside.

>"Thh..thanks Anon.."

>You set her down next to fire and wrap a blanket around her. She's still shaking pretty bad though.

"Hold on a second Pinkie, this might help." you tell her as you put her in your lap and start rubbing her through the blanket.

>The added friction seems to be doing the trick as she stops shivering after a few minutes and her natural hue replaces the blue

>Pulling down the top of the blanket you had over her head Pinkies fluffy pink mane pops out.

"Feeling better?" you ask as you look down at her

>Tilting her head back she returns your gaze, "Oh I feel much better Anon! Thanks! I almost was a pinkie-cicle!". She snorts at her own dumb joke.

"Yeah lets keep ice sculpture off your list of talents shall we?" she nods her head vigorously at this remark.

"Now just what was so damn important Missy that you nearly froze yourself on my door step?"

>"Oh yeah! I knew I came here for something!" This mare... sometimes you wonder...

>"I wanted to tell you that due to the crazy storm the weather team had planned that you didn't need to come work at Sugercube Corner tomorrow."

>You're still getting use to the fact that these crazy little horses not only control, but plan out the weather.

"I appreciate that Pinkie but I also could of found that out when I came in tomorrow, you didn't have to risk coming over here like this.

>Pinkie must of noted the concern in your voice as her ears droop a bit, "I'm sorry Anon, I didn't mean make you worry."

You hug her a bit closer to your chest, *Sigh* "Its alright Pinkie, just next time plan ahead a bit and let me know these things BEFORE they happen."

>"Okie doki Anon." she says perking back up. "Well now that I told you what I needed to I guess its time for Pinkie to head home."

"I don't think so little lady, I think the storms actually getting worse and I am not letting you back out in it. You can stay here tonight."

>For a second Pinkie looks almost stunned. But then you see a small smile play across her snout, one that grows larger

>and larger

>and larger

>as the smile goes you notice she's starting shaking in your lap again, she can't be cold can...oh no!

>You know where this is going and you quickly shuffle out beneath the shaking grinning pony and dive behind your couch right as she..

>"SLUMBER PARRRRTTTYYYYYY!!!!!" Pinkie shouts at the top of her lungs as she rises into the air, confetti and streamers appearing from nowhere

>The last part you always found disturbing, you've thought about asking where she stores it but decided not to.

>Peaking out from behind the couch you remove the streamers draped across your head as you watch the pink party pony hop around your living room.

>"OOH! A slumber party! I haven't had one of those in 3 months, 2 weeks, and 3 days!!"

>"We can have hot chocolate, and tell ghost stories, and do make overs, and play games, and.."she prattles on and on as she continues to bounce around the room

>You just opened up a can of worms and you can already tell you're in for a long night.