“Here ya go, Tempest!” Party Favor exclaimed, levitating a bright balloon animal towards the purple unicorn. “A welcome-back-to-the-good-side gift! It’s pink, just like your pretty hair!” The light blue stallion was beaming.
 
“I-I…uh, thank you,” Tempest Shadow responded, a mild flush of red jumping into her cheeks. She took the present into her hoof and admired its sheen, a small smile gracing her lips.
 
“His name is Rick!” Party Favor added, smiling. “Take extra good care of him, alright? He was one of my favorites.”
 
Tempest simply chuckled at the request. “Of course,” she responded, an amused grin slowly spreading across her face.
 

 
A crackship that I’ve really grown attached to! I imagine that Party would always try to make Tempest laugh with dumb jokes, and she would be fiercely protective of her fluffy dork.