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As Roddy joined RC and Spirit Tracks, he heard someone approaching.  The breeze brought the scent of fresh baking and that touch of something else that defined Bon Appetit.  He smiled happily and the children turned toward the door as Bon greeted them all.
"Good day, Bon.  It's a pleasure to see you always.  And we certainly wouldn't object to some of your wonderful food," he strode over to take the basket.

"Bonjour, Miss Bon Appetit," Tracks said practicing the French, but mixing in the polite address for an adult lady he usually used.  As an aspiring tour guide it was important to learn at least some basics in a variety of languages.
"Hello Miss Bon!" RC shouted, drowning out anything further Tracks might say.  "Come look at my new racer!  Dad just finished painting the flames!"

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[imgleft]https://mylittlephony.citycyb.org/phony/ticktocktack.png[/imgleft]  Tick Tock Tack, the phony known as Tia or Miss Tia to her friends and family, locked the door of her shop on her way to visit with a friend when she caught the scent of roses.  She peered around wondering if someone had passed by with a fresh bouquet, but there was no one nearby and no roses other than the usual plantings on the street. Now she was curious and decided to follow her nose, completely forgetting her planned meeting.  When she found herself entering the rose garden that was clearly decorated for an event she was ready to apologize and excuse herself when she noticed Fruit Punch inviting her over.  As the event was explained she thought it sounded like fun and certainly a bit more interesting than her plans for the afternoon.  "Oh dear, I was going to be meeting a friend!" She turned around to discover that her friend had also found her way to the garden.










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[imgleft]https://mylittlephony.citycyb.org/phony/seasonschange.png[/imgleft]  Seasons Change had turned down the street heading toward Tick Tock Tack's shop in time to see her friend wandering away.  She was about to call out wondering what was going when she too caught the scent of roses.  Knowing her friend's love of flowers the first part of the mystery was solved.  Rather than distracting Tia with a shout, Seasons followed along.  She hung back as they approached the garden, "Where did...." she started to ask before shaking her head.  It was Phonyland "magic" just sort of happened sometimes.  This was certainly not the most random thing to occur around here.  She was just within hearing distance as Fruit Punch explained to Tia  and was pleased when the other phony exclaimed her forgetfulness and turned . . .
"I'm glad the spell of the roses has broken enough for you to remember," she laughed. "So is this how we're going to spend our day now?" She walked up to center and turned her smile to Fruit Punch.  She was signing up before Tia even had a chance to reply. 




"Well doesn't look like you're going to give me a choice now," Tia replied moving to sign up herself as Seasons grabbed her fortune cookie.  Once they each had their cookie the two wandered admiring the decorations and grinning at other arrivals as they waited for the matches to be made and the fun to begin.

[imgleft]https://mylittlephony.citycyb.org/phony/hotrod.png[/imgleft]The big door of the garage beneath Hot Rod's home was wide open.  It was a lovely day in Phonyland but the door wasn't open just to enjoy the sun and breezes.  As usual when the door was open the phony also know as Roddy was working on a project.  In fact he'd actually just finished and the scent of fresh paint was the other reason the door was open.  Fans kept the scents circulating away from the game room side of the garage where a pair of young phonies played some racing game on the huge tv.   The celebratory music marked the end of the most recent race which was accompanied by a surprised whoop from the fragile looking flutter phoal and a grumbled curse from the pegasus philly. Roddy shook his head disappointed but didn't comment on his daughter's exclamation.

Looking for distraction from her loss, Rocket Cat peered over the back of the couch.  "Oh did you finish the new paint job dad?" she asked jumping over the couch and gliding over to the work space.
"Hey! You can't leave just because you lost a round!" Spirit Tracks objected but he fluttered over to join them.

Roddy barely looked up from where he was putting his airbrush and paint away.  "Yes, it's finished.  Don't touch!" he warned as the youngsters approached the go cart.  It was the newest model of RC's go cart and now sported a paint job with a silver base and flames in yellow, red, and purple that matched her hair.  Once upon a time Hot Rod could had been found tinkering around with a classic Firebird, a gorgeous vehicle that he couldn't drive without modifications.  After years of debate the car now had a permanent home with his best friend and brother Jasper the hyte.  There was another large project under cover where the car used to live, but mostly Roddy now focused on his new passion, airbrush art, and tinkering with RC's go cart.

Finished with cleanup he turned to join the children as they circled the go cart.

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