Big Boy Bellows
"Have you guys bought the new toys of us yet? They?re very accurate to how we look," began Mocha.
"Really? How so?" asked Marie.
"Look at my toy. It even has fat like we do," explained Mocha.
"I sure hope I get a toy that accurate," giggled Truffle.
"You do, Truffle. I?ve seen several of us as toys at the Tubby Toy Store in town," agreed Mocha.
"HELLO? CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?" called a voice.
"Who?s there?" asked Marie.
"MY NAME IS BONGO BELLE. I WAS HOPING TO JOIN THIS TOWN!" answered Bongo Belle loudly.
"Can you stop shouting then please?" requested Mocha.
"OKAY!" shouted Bongo Belle.
"Thanks so much. Come on in," replied Mocha.
"I hope he stays that way," added Jasmine.
"I?m sorry for my yelling. I was just so accustomed to having to yell to speak to anyone as it was so noisy where I previously lived," explained Bongo Belle.
"Oh, I see. So that?s why you were yelling. Not that we?d thought you were trying to be noisy," concluded Jasmine.
"That?s right. I also tend to have a lot of pent up energy and love to sing," added Bongo Belle.
"Well it?s much quieter here so it shouldn?t be too hard for you to avoid yelling," assured Ms. Sheila.
"Where am I going to stay?" asked Bongo Belle.
"I?ll take you home. I don?t have anyone to be with anyway," stated Marie.
"YOU?RE SO NICE! I mean you?re so nice," replied Bongo Belle.
"She plays nice music," continued Mocha.
"You?ll get to see that when I teach too," nodded Marie.
"Glad that?s settled," sighed Ms. Sheila.
"So are we," replied Jasmine. [That night, at Marie?s house....]
"Goodnight, Bongo Belle. Hope tomorrow goes smoother for you," stated Marie before leaving the room. [An hour later...]
"I AM A MALE SO BIG AND PLUMP. I WALK ALL DAY JIGGLING MY RUMP!" sang Bongo Belle loudly.
"Shhh, called Marie quietly. We?re all trying to sleep.
"Sorry, I can?t help it. I have too much energy built up," replied Bongo Belle quietly.
"Well try and find a way to release it without loud noise," stated Marie before leaving the room. [An hour later...] *Bongo Belle starts dreaming*
"YES, I LOVE TO SING. YOU WANT ME TO SING FOR YOU?" asked Bongo Belle.
"Bongo Belle, I told you to stay quiet," scolded Marie.
"Hmm, what?" questioned Bongo Belle waking up.
"I said to stay quiet. Now go to sleep," repeated Marie before walking out of the room more sternly. [The next day...]
"WHAT A LOVELY DAY!" yelled Bongo Belle waking up.
"Bongo Belle, not everyone is awake. You can?t just yell when you speak. We?re going to have to find a way to keep you more calm because you?re going to wake up the entire town at this rate," protested Marie.
"I know, I know and I?m really sorry. I just cannot fight the urge to yell or sing loudly," said Bongo Belle sadly.
"Perhaps a punishment is in order. Maybe putting a mask over your face whenever you yell or sing loudly would work?" suggested Marie.
"I guess it?s worth a try," shrugged Bongo Belle.
"Then again, maybe it?s worthwhile to do as a whole so that you can yell but it won?t be as loud to everyone else," realized Marie.
"That sounds great. It?s like the best of both worlds," said Bongo Belle.
"Then we just need a mask for your mouth. Of course, you?ll need to be able to eat so I figure the mask can be formatted to handle that too," added Marie.
"She may be exactly my type of pony," thought Bongo Belle.