Ice Drop was a shy pony. She was barely a filly, so she still had a lot to learn. She had friends, but she preffered to be left alone. Ice Drop was a bit taller than ponies in her class, and she was embarassed about that. Ice Drop liked the snow, and she also liked being outside until midnight. Today was a snow storm, and the students were kept in class. "Coffee Creme! Do not make fun of Cotton Swirls' drawing!" The teacher said. Coffee Creme glared at Cotton Swirls. "I was just being a critique." She said. Cotton Swirls snorted. It was a drawing of Coffee Creme, but she made her look like one of Picasso's cubism paintings. Ice Drop let out a small giggle. She was in the back table, just drawing. She drew a small snow flake. When she finished it, she put it in her arm bag. She checked the time. It was almost 2:40, the time they left School. Only ten minutes remained. She read a chapter of a book, and then the teacher a dit aloud, "OK, Class. Pack up your belongings and write down your homework in your jour planner. Be careful on your way home, for those of toi who walk. Have a nice day." Everyone cheered. They all had their boots and scarves on. Ice Drop was the last one to go out. She was in the snow, her boots making noise as he stepped on the snow. Ponies went on the bus and Coffee Creme called out, "Ice Drop, aren't toi coming on the bus?" Ice Drop smiled and shook her head. "I'll be walking accueil this time, it's not so bad." She said. Cotton Swirls laughed, "Really? Not so bad?" Ice Drop smiled. She made her way through the path.

Ice Drop knew how to clear snow very good. She was kicking the snow that was in the way of ponies' houses. She went through a deep forest, walking around. She cleared the snow of animals' shelter. Ice Drop got out a glass jar from her bag, and held it out. She flew up to the sky so it can have a better chance to catch snowflakes. She caught about 10. She closed it and ran to her house.

"Hello, Ice Drop, how was your day?" Her mom asked. "It was nice, we got to stay in class." She responded. She went upstairs and went inside her room. Inside of her room, she has a small freezer to put snow flakes. She got the ones she caught out and set them on the table. She started to carve hearts and shapes. Her telephone rang, and her mom answered it. "Hello?" She said. Ice Drop tip-toed on the stair case. "Yes, of course. Okay, we'll be there. Bye!" Ice Drop heard her mom's hoof-steps and she stumbled upon to her room. She continued making snow flakes. "Ice Drop, I was called to go to a parent-teacher conference." Her mom said. Ice Drop's eyes widened. Her mom laughed. "Don't worry. You're not in trouble." She said. Ice Drop smiled. "Come on, let's go." Her mom said. Ice Drop got her backpack and went outside.