It's taken me four years, but at last I've succumbed to the lure of a thread of my very own. Actually, I've resisted doing so for a long time for one reason and another, but recently someone asked me why I didn't have a thread like this and I couldn't really think of a sensible answer. So here it is. Anyway, at the moment I have three ponyfics on the go. One of them, which quite frankly I'm only writing because it's ludicrous, will see Rarity attempting to persuade the others of the merits of cricket. Here's the "cold open", if you will. Spoiler: Ponies Play Cricket (very much a working title!) “But wouldn't they be just a little bit small? We really don't want to squash any of them.” Rarity frowned. “Come again?” “Well, they are pretty itty-bitty creatures. So maybe a pony like Fluttershy could deal with something like that, but I'm really not sure that I could.” “Pinkie Pie, what in Equestria are you on about?” “Well, duh!” said Pinkie. “You just said that you wanted Ponyville to play crickets, and somehow I don't think you meant in a show. Which is really a shame, because I just finished my new cricket costume!” She lowered her voice to a stage whisper and added breathily, “It's a bit big around the antennae.” Realisation dawning, Rarity facehoofed thumpily. “Ow,” she said as the edge of her hoof scratched along the side of her horn. Then, with a brittle laugh, “Cricket, darling, not crickets.” “Wow, Rarity, you mean there's only going to be one of them? Is this some kind of super-duper magical cricket, because otherwise it doesn't seem all that fair for all of us to be playing against it. I mean, how's it even going to manage to throw the ball?” “Bowl.” “It has to throw a bowl?” “No, Pinkie Pie. It's bowling, not throwing.” “We're going bowling with a cricket? How's it even going to manage to move the ball?” Rarity left her to it.