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The ride had been a quiet one the way since leaving the castle. None of the kids were sure why Ocellus had run off or why Becky had taken off with her separately, or where they had gone. In fact, they were rather worried about her. Not that any of them could speak a word of it, not while Shining was riding with them.
Sure, he seemed like he was being friendlier than before, but Flurry was still acting up and wouldn’t stop shouting.
“BIG DOLLY!”
Much to Shining’s confusion, he was trying to figure out why his daughter wanted to play with someone who was nowhere remotely close to them geographically. That, or she was getting confused.
“Flurry, settle down. Becky isn’t here right now.”
Now more frustrated, Flurry wound back and smacked Shining in the nose.
Slap!
“Ow!” Not expecting to be hit that hard, Shining let go of Flurry, allowing her to flutter around the small cabin, only to find no exit and randomly choose Silverstream to drop down in front of to plead her woes.
“Big Dolly? Judin play. Want Big Dolly.”
While she was a bit apprehensive, though still more compassionate than concerned for her own well-being, Silverstream picked Flurry up and brought the young foal to her lap.
“Sorry, sweetie. Justin isn’t here, but we can play with you when we get to the farm.”
There was only one trick left, and Sandbar had thought enough ahead to bring it along. At the very least, he hoped it would work now that she had calmed down since the last time they tried.
“Hey, Flurry. Do you want your Whammy?”
From his saddle bag, he pulled out a plushie of a green snail. It seemed to get Flurry’s attention, and she sadly reached out for it.
“Want Big Dolly,” she whined again, taking the plushie and cradling it as she lay in Silverstream’s lap to pout.
Yes, in this picture, Silverstream is a pony form. Due to reasons within the story, she has to hide her true form.
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