Fanta, what do you have in your mouth?

The mud covering your pants and the rain covering your entire self do not help your mood, but you can't help but chuckle when the orange little demon gives another buck of mischief and canters to the other end of his pen. You, once again, change directions and attempt to slowly approach him again. The jingling noise following wherever he goes makes it a little easier in the darkness of the rainstorm, at least.

Finally, you manage to get close to him. He's definitely aware of what you're about to do, but this time he doesn't mind. At least, it doesn't seem like he does, which doesn't mean all that much when it comes to horses. He's really enjoying this little game you're both playing, you guess.

When you approach his head, he gives you one big blue side-eye, whinnies and... of course the little bugger would try to raise his head so you couldn't reach him. Thankfully for you, he's a pony. You give the bell ribbon a gentle tug... and of course he drops it. Of course it slips from your hand. Of course the bell ribbon is covered in mud now.

You laugh at the sheer comedic essence of it all. Fanta gives you a little nudge with his nose. As if he's telling you, "come on! I didn't drop it for nothing!". You buck down and pick it up. Mud now covering your hands as well.

"Okay, you win this time", you tell the soda colored rascal. Giving him a quick pat on the nose before you, finally, finally, head back to warmth and shelter. And hot chocolate. Oh, you're definitely in the mood for an entire mug of hot chocolate.