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No matter what excuse you tried to think up, your better judgment had you back to thinking about your bike and the need to get your motorcycle license on the first try.
Heck, you wouldn't need to choose between errands for the day if you had it already. Getting to the mall and back wouldn't take an entire afternoon if you could just ride your bike instead of the trains.
"...Momma's right." You finally admit, hearing what sounds like a muffled 'of course' coming from the kitchen. Ignoring that, you focus on Pony. "Better make sure I have everythin' down pat, can't risk runnin' over mah own boot or some other silly error in front of the examiner ya know."
>"So, like drills?" Pony makes it clear she finds the idea far from interesting by punctuating her question with a click of her tongue. "I was kinda, sorta… hoping not to do the studyings for a bit? You know, actually have fun and unwind."
"Oh c'mon, it can be fun! We can… You know… " You tilt your head and let your gaze drift to the ceiling as you try to think of a way to do so. "We could build a mini-track atop the roof and spend the day tryin’ different circuits and maneuvers!..."
Crossing her arms over her chest and raising an eyebrow, your friend doesn't look very impressed by the suggestion.
"...with a couple old Hot Wheels sets from the closet?" You propose, pointing over your shoulder in the vague direction of said storage.
That does it, Pony’s eyes lighting up the moment she hears assembling toys is involved.
"Ah knew you'd like to build something cool, you don't build as good a fort as this if you didn’t." You continue, like a liar. "Ah'll help you try to ride too if ya want,... just don't go fallin’ off the roof."
>"Can't promise any a thing. Not sure I'm even legally allowed to drive a factory standard bike." She says, gesturing at her hooves. "Besides, I'd rather watch you go through the track loops!"
>"Loops?" You hear Angus ask as he scuttles by dragging a laundry basket behind him. He then stops and asks again. "...What are hot tracks?"
>"<My mixtape!>" Pony immediately answers with a huge grin, as if by instinct alone. It quickly washes away from her face with a realization. "Wait, you don't know about Hot Wheels? First the fort, now this. I thoughted be the cultural differences, but now? What are they even doing with your childhood?"
>"Uh," is all your cousin manages to answer before Pony picks him up again.
>"I guess I'll just have to keep catching you up on building stuff and other creativity things!" She says, patting him between the horns. "Race tracks, pillow forts and model kits are the cornerstones of a good childhood."
"What about treehouses?" You pose, mostly agreeing.
