Ficlet Challenge 10 - Beach

Beach (373 words)

"Come on guys, hurry up!" shouted the pale blue Pegasus colt as he glided towards the water. Behind him were three other Pegasi; a cyan mare, a light blue stallion, and an even darker filly.

"Wait for me, Sunrise!" cried the filly, galloping harder to catch up with the energetic colt. But, she was brought to an abrupt stop by her mother's teeth pulling on her tail.

"Hold on there, Cloud Puff," said Rainbow Dash, "you need to help Dad set up the umbrella."

Cloud Puff huffed and pouted; "But mom, I wanna get in the water."

The stallion chuckled at his daughter's behavior. "Don't worry, honey," said Soarin', comforting Cloud Puff, "we'll be done faster that you can say 'Apple Pie'. Then you can go swimming."

The filly's disposition immediately changed; her frown automatically turning into a bright smile. She grabbed the small beach umbrella that Dash had been carrying in her back and galloped along the sand, looking for the perfect spot.

"Well she's certainly excited," commented Rainbow Dash, "she must have got it from me."

Soarin' nodded in agreement; still, he had to admit, she wasn't as energetic as Brisk. "How's the other one?" he asked, gesturing to the mare's large, round, belly.

"Pretty calm," answered Rainbow Dash, lightly rubbing the mound with her hoof, "it was kicking a bit before."

Soarin' chuckled once again; "I'm guessing he's gonna be as tough as you."

She quickly shot him a glare that immediately wiped his grin off his face.  "What makes you think it's  a boy?" she questioned, "for all we know, it could probably be a girl."
The stallion began to laugh nervously, trying to find a way to defuse the tense situation he found himself in. "Um, uh well… hey look, Cloud Puff's got the umbrella set up," he said, pointing towards the dark blue pony waving at them from across the beach. She quickly gave him a look that said that they were going to have a talk when they get back home and made her way to the spot.  He let out a breath, relieved that the situation had been defused, if for at least a little while.

Me and my big mouth, he thought to himself.