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It was weird, but hey, they had the entire town only for them! Ponyville was usually a very noisy place, filled with ponies. Something normal, giving the fact that the town’s name was, well, “Ponyville” (a wonderful name that uses the words “pony” and “ville”. The one who named the town was a GENIUS. Oh, wait, Twilight Sparkle is saying that you were the one who thought wbout the name, Princes. Well... I'm gonna be honest: it wasn't one of your better ideas. But, hey, the whole “raising the sun every morning” thing is pretty clever, I have to admit that). Usually, the Cutie Mark Crusaders weren’t able to play at the center of the town, but that day, they were alone. It was hot, yes, but nopony had told them that that day was the hottest day of summer. So, for them, it was just another day. They weren’t even sweating.

(Twilight Sparkle is talking again. Sigh. Your protégé doesn't like silence. What a sad thing for a librarian. It seems like your highness -now I can't refer to you by your name, it seems -has been ages since she cared about a foal. Twilight Sparkle was the last one, right? Well, children are amazing in at least one thing: they don't know anything, so you need to teach them about the world. That's bad, yeah, but on the other hoof, they are able to do impossible things because they don't know it's impossible!

Something that sounds great, but in the end it's just another way to say “they're pretty stupid”, really.)

The town wasn't silent, though. A lot of birds were flying and making “caw caw” noises, and something like the sound a tree does when it bends and then gets straight again. But ignoring that, the town was silent.

Applebloom hit the ball with her head and passed it to Sweetie Belle, who did the same and tossed it to Scootaloo. Giggling, the Pegasus passed it to Applebloom, and everything started again (wow, what an AMAZING game. And we bunnies are considerated stupids? Come on). They were laughing all the time, of course. It’s another widely known fact: little fillies always laugh when they are playing. It doesn’t matter what game they are playing. They may be even bored, but their “hihihi” will never stop.

-This is the best ball I’ve ever seen! –Said Applebloom after hitting the thing one more time (They only stop laughing when they talk, as you sure know) –Scootaloo, it’s great!

-Thanks! –said the Pegasus filly. -It’s from Cloudstale, you know! Twilight bought it!

-Twilight? –Sweetie Belle kicked the ball and raised an eyebrow (I find amazing the fact that ponies never have eyebrows except when they need them to make silly faces). –How did Twilight buy it?

-I guess she took some bits, and pay for it?

-Not that! I mean… What about the clouds? –Sweetie Belle pointed at the sky with one hoof. It was almost completely clear: there were only three little clouds. Oddly enough, they were exactly in the same point: one under another, like some kind of staircase. –Twilight is not a pegasus! Unicorns can’t…

Plof!

-Ouch!

-You shouldn’t look at the sky when we’re playing with the ball –said Scootaloo. –Are you okay?

Sweetie Belle frowned. –Dumb ball. –She tossed it again and looked at her orange friend. –Unicorns can’t go to Cloudstale! How did Twilight buy you a ball?

-I don’t know. –Scootaloo shrugged. –She said she was sorry about breaking my last ball that day. You know, when the Smarty Pants thing…

-That doll? –Applebloom hit the ball. –The one Big Mac has?

-The one with the… likable mane?

And then, a sound like glass breaking came from the town. It was followed by somepony screaming, and the voices sounded like Big Mac's and Rarity's. They didn't sound like something bad had happened, just... their voices came out of nowhere.

-What was that?

-I don't know. It sounded like Rarity! And your broth...!

Plof!

-Auch!

Scootaloo giggled. –Really, you should look at the ball.

Applebloom tried not to laugh, but amazingly, raising a hoof and covering your mouth with it does nothing to stop the giggles, so the earth filly failed at her attempt. –Hah! Hahahahahah! S-Sweetie Belle, are you okay?

-I’m okay, I’m okay! –She frowned. –Dumbd, dumb ball –she kicked it. –Then, she was sorry for breaking your last ball, and then she went to Cloudstale and bought you this?

-I guess so?

-Are you sure it’s from Cloudstale? –asked Applebloom. –Maybe she just bought it in Canterlot…

-No, no. It’s written in the ball –Scootaloo smiled after passing the thing to Applebloom. –“Made in Cloudstale”. It’s a pegasus toy!  

-That’s cool! But then, how did Twilight…?

-Maybe she asked Rainbow Dash? –Sweetie Belle looked at the clouds again. If you were looking very closely, you could see a very colorful tail hanging from the cloud in the center of the staircase. –I guess she could…

Plof!

-Are you sure you know how to play at this, Sweetie Belle?

-Pffffft... Teeeeh-heh-heh…

-Argh! Dumb, dumb, DUMB BALL! –screamed Sweetie Belle. With an angry frown, the filly turned around and bucked the ball with all her strength. Plam!

-Woah! –Applebloom opened her mouth after seeing that. That strength was only reserved to the biggest mares and stallions of Equestria. The white filly was defying the laws of physics with that kick. –Wow, Sweetie Belle, you really are strong…

And then, out of nowhere, somepony screamed. The voice came from some place near Carousel Boutique, but before any of the fillies could do something, a weird, white and red and fluffy object came flying at a very very high speed, making a fiuuuuuuuu sound. Then, something like a PLAM!. The fillies weren’t able to see it very well (really, it was, like, Rainbow-Dash-like fast) before it disappeared in Twilight’s library direction.

-WOAH! –said Applebloom again. –What was that?!

-I don’t know! –Scootaloo approached the earth filly. –Could you see it?

-Nah, it was too fast. You, Sweetie Belle?

-I think it was something with fur –said the unicorn. –But I’m not very sure. And I heard a scream!

-Maybe it was that thing! –The earth filly frowned. –Although I believe I know that voice…

-We should go and investigate!

-Yeah! –the pegasus nodded. –I’m on it! Let’s go!

-Okay! But… where is the ball? –asked Applebloom.

-Huh? Hey, you’re right! I can’t see it!

-I think the white and furry thing hit it. –Sweetie Belle approached the other two Crusaders. –But I don’t know where it is…

Scootaloo frowned. Another widely known fact, that everypony who likes sports knows (especially if he used to play as a colt) is that a ball, when hit, always lands in the worst possible place. It’s like if the ball had intelligence and chose its own trajectory, always trying to annoy ponies.

Luckily for them, in the center of Ponyville there was no lakes, or forests. But of course, a ball always finds the worst possible place. Scootaloo looked at the sky. The worst possible place…

There were three little clouds in the sky, one above the other, like some kind of staircase. If you looked hard, you could see a rainbow tail hanging from the one in the middle.

And in the lowest one, there was a ball.

-OH, COME ON! ON THE CLOUD?! THE ENTIRE SKY IS COMPLETELY CLEARED, AND THE BALL HAD TO LAND ON THE CLOUD?!

-Well, at least now we know that ball is from Cloudstale.

-Hey, did you hear that? It sounded like Pinkie Pie screaming!

Next Chapter: Fourth - The fourth page of the letter, in which nothing really happens. In fact, this page is entirelly useless in my opinion, but Dash wanted to appear in the story and I said "sure, why not". She's kinda dictating me this part. Estimated time remaining: 11 Minutes