Pausing at the foot of the entrance, she collected herself not wanting to seem a tad too excited to be getting out of doing chores. So she took a deep breath in and she landed on the ground before opening the door.
“Hellooo~…ho?” She asked in a sing-song voice as the door opened, only to be greeted by a gust of clean crisp wind.
Looking from side to side she didn’t see any pony there, leaving her to think maybe she was hearing things. Maybe cleaning dishes was bad for one’s own mental health or it could have been that she was just that eager to get out of dishes.
“Hiya Mrs. Rainbow Dash’s mom!”
A high-pitched tomboyish voice called out, surprising the mare since the sound had come from below her peripheral vision. Looking down, she was greeted with the sight of a tangerine pegasus filly with a pair of short wings sticking out of her back. The girl had a white-striped purple helmet strapped on her head and beside her laid a rudimentary blue wooden scooter, which had left wheel marks all over the front cloud yard. Thankfully, the small extreme skater had avoided the bright pink daisies that Windy had finished planting that day. Though replanting them could have given her another task to do that day before returning to the mountain of dishes begging to be done.
“Hiya, Scootaloo!” Windy replied, her eyes sparkling with excitement at seeing her daughter’s number one fan. Well…one of her top three number-one fans, as Windy and her husband definitely couldn’t give up that title easily. But the married couple was more than delighted to share the title with the filly. For as long as she could remember, Scootaloo had always admired her daughter as her role model/hero and even had created the first official fan club in Ponyville.
“I didn’t know you were planning on coming over today! And it seems that you took the time to practice some neat tricks in my front yard.”