The sound of fabric rubbing together momentarily blocked out the sound of ticking as Dan picked at something on one of his gloves. He’d long since escaped his thermos, and Clockwork had let him stay at the clock tower so long as he didn’t destroy it or go messing around with time. Considering both that Dan liked being free and his existence was now tied to the timeless citadel, he begrudgingly avoided doing so.
Today, it was just Dan and Clockwork in the clock tower since Danny wasn’t visiting. Clockwork wasn’t the most talkative person by himself, and Dan wasn’t a conversationalist. Which meant that it was quiet. Dan was fine with that. Lounging in the top of the relatively stationary gears of the clock tower picking at his gloves was fine by him.
“Dan, I’m going to visit Danny,” cut through the silence. He looked down at Clockwork, who was floating in front of one of his screens. Pictures of Danny, his friends, and Clockwork over the years adorned the console below it. A few even included Dan. “Would you like to come with me?”
For this contest we’re going to do something a little different!
The following contest is a design contest! Ever heard of “crackship babies”? It’s something like that!
Create a baby that looks like it’s from our princess, Pandora and this lovely Mystery Stallion!
Pandora X This stallion =
I want a male pony.
You may draw him as a teenager or adult but not a baby/foal please.
You may only create 1 pony for entry.
You must be following
I would prefer a full body picture
Any kind of art + design YOU CREATED is wonderful and greatly appreciated, no matter skill level or art medium, including ms paint or traditional. I’m looking for skill in design. Please no pony creator and if I find out you ripped off a design or someones art to enter I will report you, block you, and notify the original creator of your thievery.
This will be their sister (design and art by @ethmoiids)
I’m including her in the post to give you sort of an idea of what I’m looking for. I obviously don’t want him to look exactly like her, but a good mix of the parents is preferred.
Now to discuss the prize!
There is only 1 winner of this contest! The lucky individual will win a spot in a story arc of Pandora’s as either a family member or a monster for her to hunt; the winners choice!
Summary: Your seventeenth birthday is what dreams are made of-breakfast in bed, tons of balloons, and a big party that everyone you care about showed up to-Everyone except your boyfriend, Zach, that is.
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It was finally here, the day you’d been waiting on for 364 whole days: your seventeenth birthday. Unlike most, your family had their own tradition of making a big deal out of seventeenth birthdays rather than the big 1-8.
You’d been up for a few hours just lounging in bed with your phone and answering texts and birthday shout outs on various social media apps when you heard a light knock on your door.
“Who is it?” you asked innocently but you knew what was coming next. Without answering, your family members began to pool in singing happy birthday and your mother set a tray in your lap containing all of your favorite breakfast foods.
“Happy birthday dear (Y/N). HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!” they finished, screaming the last part at the top of their lungs. “We love you honey.” your dad said softly and you could tell he was trying his best to restrain his tears.
After receiving a hug from each of them they left to give you time to get ready for your party a couple hours from now. Your mother promised something simple and you told her you would be ready to head out soon.
After your hair and makeup were finished you turned to your closet to find the perfect outfit. You had so many clothes and living in L.A. didn’t exactly help your increasing shopping obsession either.
You tried on a few outfits before settling on a lacy white dress with spaghetti straps and a pair of strappy sandals. As a finishing touch, you put on your favorite jewelry as well before heading downstairs.
“SURPRISE!” You were caught off guard by all of your family and friends in your living room. “What?! Oh my gosh!” you couldn’t help but turn red with happiness at seeing everyone you loved all together to celebrate your birthday.
For some reason, though, Zach wasn’t among them but you brushed it aside and assumed he would swing by later. Walking through the house, you greeted everyone with hugs and thank you’s, placing all of the gifts on the kitchen table.
As you walked around a little bit more, secretly looking for Zach, you admired all of the decorations your family had put up around the house. There were balloons everywhere, streamers, and pictures of you from each year.
Everything was perfect except for the absence of Zach. You hadn’t been dating for long, only three months, but it still hurt that he hadn’t even texted you on your special day.
You made your way outside, saying hi to a few people on the patio before escaping to the backyard in search of some privacy. When you were alone, you dialed Zach’s number.
When he didn’t answer you tried again but got his voicemail again. “Hellooo.” he sang, “You’ve reached Zach. I’m kind of busy right now but please leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can. Bye.”
“Hey, Zach, it’s (Y/N). I was just wondering if you were gonna come over today since you know, it’s my birthday and all…My parents set up this whole party for me so feel free to stop by whenever. Hope to see you soon.”
You weren’t happy that he missed your calls but you smiled at the thought of seeing him later. It wasn’t long before your thoughts started to scare you. “What if he forgot?” you thought to yourself.
“Not possible. I’ve talked about it for months.” you mentally answered yourself. Sighing, you went back to your party and enjoyed yourself as much as you could without hearing from Zach.
You were doing a great job until the party began to wind down and guests started saying their goodbyes. Standing with your parents in the kitchen,you helped your mom clean up as your dad hauled some presents up to your room.
“Did you enjoy your party sweetie?” your mom asked with a smile and handed you a dish to dry. “I loved it. It was better than I could have imagined.” you told her, drying a plate and putting it away before reaching for another.
“Are you sure? You look a little sad.” she said, her tone switching instantly from cheerful to concerned. “Yeah, I just wish that Zach would have came. I haven’t heard from him all day and I’m kind of worried.” you admitted.
“I’m sorry (Y/N).” She hugged you and wiped away a tear threatening to roll down your cheek. “I’m sure you’ll hear from him soon. Maybe opening a few presents will make you feel better?” she suggested.
You looked at a couple of boxes, trying to guess what was inside of them before going to open anything. “Which one should I open first?” you asked her as you moved them around a bit.
“How about this one?” said a voice from outside of the kitchen…a voice that definitely did not belong to your mother. “Zach?!” you yelled, and looked at your mom. She flashed a grin and you instantly knew she was in on this.
You ran to the living room where Zach was standing by the door with a gift bag in his hands. “Whoa, Princess, I’m happy to see you too.” he said as you crashed into him, wrapping your arms around him tightly.
With that comment, the past few hours came back to you and pushed him away. “I would have been happier to see you two hours ago!” you frowned. “Where were you?” you asked and Zach grinned from ear to ear.
“So you think its funny to leave your girlfriend hanging on her seventeenth birthday?” you asked, your tone turning from sassy to harsh as you raised your eyebrows at him.
“No”, he laughed, “I was out getting you this and making plans for tonight.” he said as he held up your present. “All day? It’s like five o’clock. I was starting to think that you forgot or something.” you admitted, looking away from him.
“(Y/N), I would never forget about your birthday. I know how much it means to you.” he said and you knew he was telling the truth. “Okay so what’d you get me?” you asked excitedly, snagging the gift bag and skipping to the couch.
“Wait!” he yelled and ran after you, plopping down on the cushion next to you. “I’m really sorry if you don’t like it. I spent a lot of today deciding if I should give it to you or not. I’m so bad at gifts.” he said and you paused.
“Another excuse on why you were a no show at my party?” you half joked. “No, I wanted it to be perfect, just like what I have planned for tonight. His comment made your heart melt and you kissed his cheek before focusing on the gift.
You removed the tissue paper and pulled a little black box out of the the bag. “Ooh, jewelry.” you smiled and Zach shifted nervously on the couch. Attached to the soft velvet covered box was a hand written note.
“Now you’re officially my Princess. Love, Zach.” you read aloud before finally opening the box. “Oh my gosh.” you half whispered in awe of the Pandora Princess ring you were holding in your hands.
You stared at the ring for a moment and when you didn’t say anything Zach spoke up. “(Y/N)?” he said softly, but your attention remained on the ring you were holding. It was so beautiful and you wanted to cry.
This was possibly the best gift you’d ever received and it was definitely one of the most expensive of the day. “I-I didn’t know what to get you, I-” he started but you cut him off with a kiss.
“It’s perfect Zach, just like you.” you said, slipping the ring onto your finger. “Now what should I wear with this for our date tonight?”