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fandomhigh2011-07-13 02:21 pm
locointhecoco) wrote in fandomhigh2011-07-13 02:21 pm
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The Magic of a Good Time, Wednesday, Period 1
The classroom was set up the same way as last week, complete with table of snacks, streamers, and balloons. Pinkie Pie was nowhere in sight as the students filed in. Once everyone seemed to have arrived, the lights dimmed, and a spotlight lit up the center of the semi-circle of chairs.
Pinkie had arrived.
She stood tall on all four hooves in the center of the spotlight, grinning up at the ceiling, wearing a dress reminiscent of the late 19th century frontier. And fishnets. She posed dramatically for a moment, before launching into her singing telegram number.
This is your singing telegram, I hope it finds you well.
You're invited to a party cause we think you're really swell.
Gummy's turning one year old so help us celebrate.
The cake will be delicious, the festivities first-rate.
There will be games and dancing, Bob for apples, cut-a-rug.
And when the party's over we'll gather 'round for a group hug.
No need to bring a gift, being there will be enough.
Birthdays mean having fun with friends, not getting lots of stuff.
It won't be the same without you so we hope that you say yes.
So please, oh please, RSVP and come and be our guest!
She finished with a flourish and paused for applause.
"There's loads of ways to invite ponies to a party," she said, once she felt she'd paused for an appropriate amount of time. "Songs are always fun and really catch a pony's attention, but it can get real tiring real fast if you're inviting more than a few people. That's where paper invitations come in!" She pulled a basket from behind the teacher's desk, full of envelopes each sealed with real sealing wax. "If you deliver them yourself, you still get to see that look of joy when your guests find out they get to come to a super-fun party! What are some other ways to spread the party word? How do you make all of your guests feel special? Get together and talk about it, and while you're at it, you can make some invitations of your own!" She set the basket down in the middle of the floor, along with a stack of fancy parchment, some quills and ink jars, candles, and sealing wax.
Because nothing said party like hot wax.
[ooc: apologies for the lateness. OCD is a go! Party on.]
Pinkie had arrived.
She stood tall on all four hooves in the center of the spotlight, grinning up at the ceiling, wearing a dress reminiscent of the late 19th century frontier. And fishnets. She posed dramatically for a moment, before launching into her singing telegram number.
This is your singing telegram, I hope it finds you well.
You're invited to a party cause we think you're really swell.
Gummy's turning one year old so help us celebrate.
The cake will be delicious, the festivities first-rate.
There will be games and dancing, Bob for apples, cut-a-rug.
And when the party's over we'll gather 'round for a group hug.
No need to bring a gift, being there will be enough.
Birthdays mean having fun with friends, not getting lots of stuff.
It won't be the same without you so we hope that you say yes.
So please, oh please, RSVP and come and be our guest!
She finished with a flourish and paused for applause.
"There's loads of ways to invite ponies to a party," she said, once she felt she'd paused for an appropriate amount of time. "Songs are always fun and really catch a pony's attention, but it can get real tiring real fast if you're inviting more than a few people. That's where paper invitations come in!" She pulled a basket from behind the teacher's desk, full of envelopes each sealed with real sealing wax. "If you deliver them yourself, you still get to see that look of joy when your guests find out they get to come to a super-fun party! What are some other ways to spread the party word? How do you make all of your guests feel special? Get together and talk about it, and while you're at it, you can make some invitations of your own!" She set the basket down in the middle of the floor, along with a stack of fancy parchment, some quills and ink jars, candles, and sealing wax.
Because nothing said party like hot wax.
[ooc: apologies for the lateness. OCD is a go! Party on.]
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