"Go ahead," Cozy mumbles petulantly. "Waste your time, because I'm not going to play ball like some stupid foal. Not in a hundred years." Resolve set, Cozy trains her eyes forward and continues to stare at the trees. That is, until a kickball suddenly bounces off her head and rolls into the yard. "Hey!" yells the pink filly, sitting up and bringing her hooves to her mane to fix her ribbon. "What's the big idea?!"