The scents of cinnamon, pumpkin, ginger, and other delicious spices wafted about Elly's stable, Pumpkin Fields. Whether it was the fact they were pegasi rather than horses, or whether it was The Witch's magic at work, or simply the fact that there were a few pumpkinheads congregated there at any given time, it was much nicer than the stench of pegasi manure, which is probably what one might expect at a pegasus stable.
Clad in their uniforms (a purple outfit littered with silver sparkles and tassles), as was The Witch's orders, the jockeys were busy at work. Mace was giving Peggy a pedicure, PoPo was combing and brushing and braiding Butter Cream's tail and mane. Oh. Can't forget the ribbons he was braiding in there too. Couldn't have her look plain for the races, no no. The Witch would have simply been mortified. L'il Starlet was resting, and Orange Rum was being warmed up by Rumpel and Stiltzkin.
Watching over everything and making sure it was running smoothly was Ickybod. The Manager. The Pumpkin. The Grand Poobah. At least, he would like to think so... He wasn't dressed nearly as ridi- er- flamboyantly as the jockeys. Instead, he was far more understated. A tiny trench for his size, a fedora, and a cigar, which he wasn't actually smoking. Just carrying around to match the ensemble really.
"Icky~" A singsong shrill from The Witch announced her arrival at the stables. "You look so noir~ How cute~!"
The Pumpkin beamed to The Witch's compliment as he turned towards her. "Bababoo~!"
Grinning and giggling, she nodded as she skipped over towards him, clad in a more traditional jockey's uniform, though it was still rather bright and purple. "Thank you~ I thought so too!" She twirled once, long crimson braid swinging about with her as she showed off the outfit. "How's everything going~?" Her spin came to a stop, and she leaned forward to peer at The Pumpkin.
He tapped off some ash from his cigar.. at least he would have if it were lit, so it was a meaningless gesture at best. "Bababa~! Ba! Booboobaba~!" Hallowed eyes seemed concerned somehow.
"You really think so~?"
He nodded.
"Hm~" Straightening, she tapped a finger thoughtfully to her lip. "You're right, this Faye Windsong is a big liability. And Irish Rose too~! They won two races~!" Cheeks puffed out faintly. "I can't let that keep happening~"
"Baba~?"
"That's a great idea~!" A happy shriek, coupled with an enthusiastic nod was the response from The Witch. "You know who else you wanna send those cookies too?"
"Baboo~"
"RUDE's Leader~? Yeah, he seems troublesome too~ Better make it a double for him~!"
"Bababa~?"
At that, Mace paused in mid-filing of Peggy's hoof, and turned towards The Pumpkin with a scowl. "BA~!" Frown!
With a gasp, The Witch pointed to Mace frantically, then mirrored his scowl as she turned it on The Pumpkin. "He's right~! You can't go and give Amthy those laxative cookies~! She's my friend~!" Huff. "You should send some to Charna though~"
"Bababa~!" He shook his head.
"What do you mean she's too hot~! She is not~!" Huffhuffhuff! "I'm prettier and hotter than her~!"
The Pumpkin paused, then shook his head.
Moments later across the stable, a splash of orange goo decorated the wall. A cigar, fedora, and mini-trench littered the ground haphazardly...
Turning towards the newly awakened L'il Starlet, a grin spread across The Witch's face as she meandered over to her, wanting to trot about the grounds with her for a while. "Wanna go out for a bit girl~?" The pegasus seemed all too eager and moved close to The Witch, nuzzling snout against her. "Aw, so sweet~!" With a giggle, The Witch lunged over L'il Starlet, hanging off the side, legs flailing. "Help~"
With that, Stiltzkin hurried over, and hopped up, trying to help pull her on the pegasus properly. It took about 10 minutes, and the combined efforts of Rumpel too, but they finally got her up there.
"Thanks~!" L'il Starlet started a proud, jaunty little strot on towards the exit then. "Oh~! Be sure to tell Ickybod to send some cookies to Mister Martingale and Vinnie too~! ...not the laxative cookies though, the chocolate~! Don't get them mixed up~!" Seeing as how they looked identical though...
And out she went, leaving the Pumpkin Fields stable to resume it's normal routine.
((OOC Note: People are more than welcome to play into some of these things too! Like, if she said she wanted to send someone 'special' cookies? Feel free to play into that. ;) ))
Clad in their uniforms (a purple outfit littered with silver sparkles and tassles), as was The Witch's orders, the jockeys were busy at work. Mace was giving Peggy a pedicure, PoPo was combing and brushing and braiding Butter Cream's tail and mane. Oh. Can't forget the ribbons he was braiding in there too. Couldn't have her look plain for the races, no no. The Witch would have simply been mortified. L'il Starlet was resting, and Orange Rum was being warmed up by Rumpel and Stiltzkin.
Watching over everything and making sure it was running smoothly was Ickybod. The Manager. The Pumpkin. The Grand Poobah. At least, he would like to think so... He wasn't dressed nearly as ridi- er- flamboyantly as the jockeys. Instead, he was far more understated. A tiny trench for his size, a fedora, and a cigar, which he wasn't actually smoking. Just carrying around to match the ensemble really.
"Icky~" A singsong shrill from The Witch announced her arrival at the stables. "You look so noir~ How cute~!"
The Pumpkin beamed to The Witch's compliment as he turned towards her. "Bababoo~!"
Grinning and giggling, she nodded as she skipped over towards him, clad in a more traditional jockey's uniform, though it was still rather bright and purple. "Thank you~ I thought so too!" She twirled once, long crimson braid swinging about with her as she showed off the outfit. "How's everything going~?" Her spin came to a stop, and she leaned forward to peer at The Pumpkin.
He tapped off some ash from his cigar.. at least he would have if it were lit, so it was a meaningless gesture at best. "Bababa~! Ba! Booboobaba~!" Hallowed eyes seemed concerned somehow.
"You really think so~?"
He nodded.
"Hm~" Straightening, she tapped a finger thoughtfully to her lip. "You're right, this Faye Windsong is a big liability. And Irish Rose too~! They won two races~!" Cheeks puffed out faintly. "I can't let that keep happening~"
"Baba~?"
"That's a great idea~!" A happy shriek, coupled with an enthusiastic nod was the response from The Witch. "You know who else you wanna send those cookies too?"
"Baboo~"
"RUDE's Leader~? Yeah, he seems troublesome too~ Better make it a double for him~!"
"Bababa~?"
At that, Mace paused in mid-filing of Peggy's hoof, and turned towards The Pumpkin with a scowl. "BA~!" Frown!
With a gasp, The Witch pointed to Mace frantically, then mirrored his scowl as she turned it on The Pumpkin. "He's right~! You can't go and give Amthy those laxative cookies~! She's my friend~!" Huff. "You should send some to Charna though~"
"Bababa~!" He shook his head.
"What do you mean she's too hot~! She is not~!" Huffhuffhuff! "I'm prettier and hotter than her~!"
The Pumpkin paused, then shook his head.
Moments later across the stable, a splash of orange goo decorated the wall. A cigar, fedora, and mini-trench littered the ground haphazardly...
Turning towards the newly awakened L'il Starlet, a grin spread across The Witch's face as she meandered over to her, wanting to trot about the grounds with her for a while. "Wanna go out for a bit girl~?" The pegasus seemed all too eager and moved close to The Witch, nuzzling snout against her. "Aw, so sweet~!" With a giggle, The Witch lunged over L'il Starlet, hanging off the side, legs flailing. "Help~"
With that, Stiltzkin hurried over, and hopped up, trying to help pull her on the pegasus properly. It took about 10 minutes, and the combined efforts of Rumpel too, but they finally got her up there.
"Thanks~!" L'il Starlet started a proud, jaunty little strot on towards the exit then. "Oh~! Be sure to tell Ickybod to send some cookies to Mister Martingale and Vinnie too~! ...not the laxative cookies though, the chocolate~! Don't get them mixed up~!" Seeing as how they looked identical though...
And out she went, leaving the Pumpkin Fields stable to resume it's normal routine.
((OOC Note: People are more than welcome to play into some of these things too! Like, if she said she wanted to send someone 'special' cookies? Feel free to play into that. ;) ))