On Wizard Kadmeion’s airship, the forward sitting room has the best views and conversation. Lita invites Gentle Reader to join the chitchat with the characters in her upcoming story, Glitter Ponies.
Lady Luck’s precocious nine-year-old daughter skips in. She smooths the tails of her new riding jacket, and settles on the peach velvet settee.
Her astounding blond prettiness masks Miss Probability’s already fierce talent with numbers. The recent trip to Wuddlekins Island to see the unicorns also awakened her sorcery.
Lita Burke: Hail, fellow sorceress well met, Probability Lady Luck to Be.
Probability: Greetings to you, Madam Lita. Bright said you wanted to talk to me about my vacation. I visited the unicorns. What kinds do you have in your world?
LB: We don’t have unicorns here.
P: You aren’t missing much. They are stuck up.
LB: Little girls usually love unicorns. Why don’t you?
P: Glitter ponies are what I thought unicorns would be. The unicorns were rude to Kadmeion because he is a wizard. And they tried to run him through with their alicorns.
LB: I could barely scribe that part of the story. I was cringing, and had my eyes closed. Good thing I don’t have to look at my fingers to type.
[Lita’s Note: Probability asks Lita to describe what “typing” is. Lita explains. We return to discussing her vacation.]
Glitter Pony vs. Unicorn
LB: My Gentle Reader friends would like to know the differences between a unicorn and a glitter pony.
P: Unicorns are, well, unicorns. They have that pointy alicorn on their foreheads. They come in black, red, or white.
LB: What is their magic?
P: They whip their heads, and the air rushes through their alicorn. It whistles, just like elf-kind magic.
LB: What about glitter ponies?
P: There are two kinds. The big kind has a unicorn and a horse for parents. The wee kind is a small animal like a bird or rat that eats a shed alicorn husk. Glitter ponies don’t have an alicorn, just a red carbuncle gem on their foreheads.
LB: Tell us how your trip awakened your sorcery.
P: Mother said that since my father doesn’t live with us, I should spend time near a wizard. That way, my sorcery can sense his human magic, and wake up.
LB: Is that why she gave Kadmeion and Bright permission to take you on vacation to Wuddlekins Island?
P: Yes. And the best part was that my brother Chance and Kadmeion’s familiar, Furgo, stayed at home with mother. I was glad to be away from my brother for a while. Boys are such silly things, with their heads full of matters about what frogs think and how wonderful it would be to play stickball endlessly.
LB: Are all boys are silly?
P: Kadmeion and Bright are not silly. They are really smart, but thick sometimes because they are boys.
LB: You are well on your way to becoming a fine sorceress, with that kind of ~twisty~ thinking.
P: You said that word like a sorceress, with the squiggly things on both ends.
LB: Even in my world, the magic creeps in.
[Lita’s Note: Probability asks to be excused. She has little girl matters to attend to before Kadmeion’s airship docks at Lady Luck’s home on floating Fluke Island.]