A Hop, Skip, and a Leap of Faith
By Tai Wilson
A small bell rang out as Twilight Sparkle stepped through the front door of Sugarcube Corner. Her nose almost instinctively took in a large whiff of the air, searching for the smell of whatever it was Pinkie Pie would be baking that day.
Twilight inhaled gleefully, expecting to smell cakes or gingersnaps or some of Pinkie's decadent Double Chocolate Brownies which accounted for Twilight's tight-fitting saddlebags lately. Instead, Twilight found herself suddenly coughing and hacking, choking on some horrid stench coming from the direction of the kitchen.
It smelt like old, burning greens. Like the time an unfortunate hiccup from Spike had accidentally caught Applejack's compost pile on fire. The winds had carried the smell into the center of town, stinking up the whole of Ponyville for the rest of the day. Eventually, in a final act of desperation, Rainbow Dash's Weather Team had been called in for an emergency application of rain clouds to