My Little Pony: Frost Falls

(1) Two or three things happened when Frostfall first came to Ponyville.

Frostfall was a living idiot when she first came to Ponyville, but she disguised herself so well that no one could tell that she was an antique pony that had been sleeping for a thousand years.

However, today Shuangsheng faced a major exposed crisis.

The cause is this:

Twilight has something to do and takes Spike back to Canterlot to meet the Princess of the Universe. So today Shuangshang will have to be responsible for his own food for the day - who knows? She has never touched a cooking pot or fire, so this is just a matter of time!

Pinkie Pie hears that she's home alone, and warmly invites Frostbite to spend the whole day at the Sugarloaf House.

So now Shuangshang is eye-to-eye with the flour baking pan in front of him, confused and at a loss. Pinkie held a pastry guide and studied it hard: "Hmm...a cup of flour!"

Flour...flour? White, powdery—Shuang Sheng hurriedly filled a cup of something that looked like flour and poured it into a bowl.

"Add chocolate chips, and malt!"

"Oh okay!...What is malt?" Shuangjiang looked confused.

"And three teaspoons of baking soda."

Pinkie Pie gave instructions, Frostbite added randomly, and the two ponies finally looked at the black and gray mess in the bowl and remained silent.

Shuangjiang asked sincerely: "This...should be edible, right?"

For once, Pinkie Qi felt unconfident: "Then - try baking it?"

……

That night, Ziyue finally came back. Shuangsheng was particularly excited. He hugged Ziyue for a long time and said, "Take me with you wherever you go from now on!"

(2) Frost's room

For the first time, Shuangjiang slept with Twilight.

Frostbite is actually two years younger than Twilight Sparkle.

Even though she seems normal during the day, and even looks a little aloof at times, she is actually a clingy little girl at night. When she falls asleep every night, she will curl up next to Twilight and sleep.

Sometimes she wouldn't sleep well and would pull Twilight tightly.

After Twilight was woken up by Frostbite beside her for the nth time, she felt that if she didn't take some measures, she would die suddenly sooner or later.

The next day, Spike saw Twilight's fresh dark circles and couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh out loud: "Ha, Twilight, are you calling this a sweet burden?"

Twilight glared at Spike and made a decision on the spot: buy a new bed for Frostbite and decorate a separate room.

Shuangjiang protested in a low voice: "This is too expensive. I just want Twilight to sleep with you, really."

"No, I want to buy it for you!"

Twilight was so efficient that she moved Shuangjiang into the newly opened room on the third floor of the library with tears in her eyes that afternoon.

She put a lot of effort into choosing the softest bed in the furniture store. Considering the age of Frost, the color scheme of the entire room was also biased toward the dreamy pink color that little girls like.

Frostfall: No need.

At night, Zi Yue lay on the restored and spacious love bed. She was so comfortable that she rubbed her hands against the quilt and couldn't help but sigh: "This is so ridiculous!"

"Are you sure?" Sui Long lifted the quilt and nestled in his little nest, "You two have been sleeping together for so long, don't be uncomfortable with insomnia in the middle of the night."

It's not that she suffered from insomnia, but there was a familiar feeling of restraint around her waist in the middle of the night. Twilight opened her eyes, half helplessly and half sleepily, and patted the pony behind her, finally lulling her to sleep.

After coaxing and coaxing, a question popped up in Ziyue's mind: Why do I look like a nanny who coaxes children?

(3) Cutie mark

Speaking of cutie marks, the ponies of Ponyville have their fair share of stories to tell.

Take Granny Smith, for example. Her cutie mark is a big apple pie.

It is said that when Granny Smith was still young, she began to learn from her mother to cook the traditional delicacies of the Apple family, and she made them very delicious.

"I think I was still a little pony. Although I could make a lot of pastries, I didn't realize that it was my special talent." Granny Smith was sitting in the rocking chair. Although she was older, her eyes were still clear and clear. , a vague glimpse of the grace of youth.

At this time, the mother-in-law squinted her beautiful eyes and recalled her past. There is also a circle of ponies surrounding Grandma. None of them have their own cutie marks yet, so they are very interested in the story of cutie marks.

Shuangjiang was lying among such a group of ponies, and he didn't feel out of place at all.

"What happened next? How did you get your cutie mark?" Apple Bloom raised her face, curiosity almost overflowing from her eyes, as did the other ponies.

"Don't worry, this story is a bit long, let's take your time." Granny Smith looked at the ponies kindly, took out a photo album from behind, turned to a page and pointed to the photo above, " It's one of our Apple family traditions - the food contest. It's where I got my cutie mark."

The photo pointed by her mother-in-law is a long shot, with many tables in the background filled with delicacies made from apples. The young Smith is standing on the podium, holding a chef who is bigger than her with both hooves. Trophy.

Little Smith's fresh cutie mark shines in the sun.

It turns out that the Apple family is really a super big family. According to my mother-in-law’s account, when she was a child, the Apple family would hold such a grand event every year. The ponies would bring their own specialties, and there would be special judges to judge them, and then they would compete to win the prize of that year. The new culinary star will be honored.

Adults rarely participate in this event, and most of them let their family's foals participate.

The young Smith loved this competition very much. He was young and arrogant, and he vowed to make a bet with his friends: "This year's new culinary star must be me!"

"Just brag, Smith!" His friends booed.

But little Smith was so confident that he started researching new dishes when he got home.

When the mother-in-law said this, she couldn't help but smile. But she did have an unexplainable bravery and confidence back then.

Who would have thought that when she was a child, apple pie was not a popular delicacy, and it was also so unpalatable that any pony who ate it would have their tongues become numb and their mouths would be full of astringent taste.

Little Smith felt that since he wanted to participate in the competition, he had to come up with some different skills. So she decided to compete with apple pie.

She tried for a long time, changed hundreds of ingredients, and made various flavors of apple pie, but the taste was unsatisfactory.

Until the eve of the competition, she accidentally mixed a jar containing applesauce with other jars and dropped it into the remixed batter. The apple pie she baked this time was surprisingly delicious.

Little Smith was so surprised that he turned the jars over again and looked at them. Only then did I understand that to make a delicious apple pie, you must use fresh, just-ripe apples, peel and core them to make applesauce before you can make the pie, and the crust must also be squeezed from the peels of those apples. Mix the juice.

I can't tell why. Maybe this is magic.

Little Smith took this plate of apple pie to the competition, and as expected, she won first place.

"And when I touched the trophy, the cutie mark appeared."

"Yeah, the cutie mark is the ultimate reward!"

Granny Smith spoke earnestly to the ponies present: "Every pony has its own special talent. No matter what the future holds, the cutie mark is always worth waiting for. The important thing is to be patient."

The foals nodded in confusion. Some pony's sharp eyes saw the cutie mark under Frost's Wings: "Sister Frost's Fall, where did your cutie mark come from?"

Why did the topic suddenly change?

Shuangsheng half-opened his wings, revealing his cutie mark. The silver-white ice crystals were very conspicuous, and each branch was made up of several smaller versions of crystal hearts.

Frost tried hard to recall everything about this cute mark, but his memory was blank. Looking back at the expectant eyes of the foals, Shuangsheng had no choice but to laugh: "Haha, my cutie mark...it's been so long that I can't seem to remember it all——"

Just at this time, Twilight Joy came to call her home for dinner, and Shuangsheng ran away smoothly, leaving only a spot where the foals looked at each other, with the same question marks in their big eyes.

"Why is she gone?"

"do not know."

Shuangjiang pulls Ziyue to fly all the way, she flies, and Ziyue runs. After finally returning to the library, Twilight fell down on the ground tiredly, almost like Frost, leaning against the door and gasping for air.

"Why are you running for your life? Huh-" Twilight Yue calmed down her breathing and stood up before noticing this question, "Is Granny Smith's story so scary?"

Shuangsheng sighed: "No, it's my own problem."

"Let's go and eat first."

Shuang Jiang responded and took one more look at his cutie mark before leaving. He wanted to say something but swallowed it in the end.