Author's Notes:

This chapter inspired by Nova Quill's own collection of Dazzling shorts Putting the Fun in Dysfunctional. Specifically, this chapter.

Illuminated only by the gentle streetlights outside and wearing a set of buttoned-up pink pajamas, Sonata stared out her window with a look of wonder as large clumps of fluffy white snowflakes gently drifted past and joined the generous layer of snow on the ground.

She had only gotten up because she had one juice box too many before going to sleep and that meant she had to make a trip to the little girl's room. Luckily her own room was kept lit by the blue canary in the socket by the lightswitch which watched over her. The hallway was pretty dark except for a similar light the marked the way to the bathroom. When she got back to her room she took a small glance at the window and that was enough, or enough and a half even for her to take notice of the weather outside.

While it was technically true it was past her bedtime and also probably too early to get up for the day, the unexpected sight of snow caught her eye, both of them, in fact. Its cottony composition beckoning her towards the window to take a gander of what was a perfectly pristine plane of pale white precipitation on the ground.

Sonata’s tiredness had been replaced by a feeling of giddy excitement like ground covered by so much snow. The desire to frolic in the feather-light frozen material was overwhelming and she almost rushed outside without a second thought. However, frolicking was only so much fun by herself. If she wanted to enjoy this moment to its fullest, she’d need to enlist the help of one or more people.

Thankfully one or more people just so happened to share a house with her. Her fuzzy pink bunny slippers scampering across her room’s carpet and hardwood floor of the hallway outside, Sonata raised a fist up to a closed wooden door and rapped her knuckles against it.

‘Knock, knock, knock!’

There was a short, silent pause followed by the sound of blankets rustling after a few tired and confused utterances. Stepped in groggy annoyance, Adagio Dazzle’s voice out. “I don’t know which one of you two that is, but given what time it is, the house better be on FIRE for your sake!”

Sonata’s face lit up just like a tree covered in LED lights. She immediately broke into song. “Do you want to build a snowman~?”

There was a long drawn out groan from the other side of the door. “Sonata, it’s five o’clock in the F@&%ING MORNING!”

“Come on let's go and play~!”

“That’s still some ungodly hour even with me waking up early enough to go to work most mornings!”

“I never see you anymore~”

“BULLS#!%, YOU SEE ME EVERY DAY OF MY UNFORTUNATE LIFE!”

“Come out the door~”

The sound of covers being thrown roughly to the floor could be heard followed by heavy stomps towards the door.

“It’s like you’ve gone~—”

The door suddenly flew open, revealing magenta eyes full of veins and promises of violence framed by curly orange hair, a brow that was so furrowed even the wrinkles on it looked angry, and a twisted and contorted pursed mouth.

Sonata’s eyes flew open in surprise and she immediately brought her arms up in front of her. “NOT IN THE FACE!”

“I’ll go outside and bring you some snow right now if you go knock on Aria’s door and start singing that same song.”

Sonata immediately dropped her arms and stared at Adagio in disbelief. “Wha… You’re going to bring snow for me to play with… inside?!”

“Believe me, you’re going to need it,” Adagio replied as she tied a white robe around her evening wear which clearly did very little to protect her from the cold. “Now get singing!”

With an excited “Eeeee!” Sonata rushed down the hall in front of another door as Adagio stomped off towards a set of stairs leading down.

Sonata wasted no time in knocking on the door.

“I heard everything!” Aria Blaze’s voice called out. “If I hear even one line from that song I’m going to stop playing this game long enough for a quick round of ‘Clam Kicker’.”

Sonata paused. She had no earthly or even Equestrialy clue what ‘Clam Kicker’ was, but if anything Aria’s words sounded less like a threat and more like a fun invitation. “Do you want to build a snowman~!”

The sounds of heavy footwear rushing across the floor was heard moments before Aria’s door flew open.

“Come on let's go and—~!”

Before Sonata could completely grasp the situation, a boot-clad foot flew up in between her legs before coming to an abrupt, agony inducing halt with a solid ‘thwack!’

“—plaAAAAHIEEEE!” Sonata shrieked as her hands flew for her crotch and she hit the ground doubled over. “Right in the mean bean machine!” she hollered.

With a glare, Aria slammed the door and the sounds of her stomping back into the room rang out.

“Ow… OUCHIES!” Sonata bellowed. “THIS IS THE WORST PAIN FOR REALSIES! I NEED AN ICE PACK OR SOMETHING!”

Adagio came marching up the stairs as she held a snow shovel piled high with snow. She wordlessly dumped the contents all over Sonata’s crumpled body, dropped the snow shovel, and then marched back into her room slamming the door behind her.

“… Thank you…” Sonata said meekly.