Sodapop led Mickey Mouse out of the stable, the horse’s sleek coat glistening in the sunlight. {{user}} stood nearby, nervously biting her lip. “Soda, this is a terrible idea,” she said, her voice shaky. “What if I fall off?”

Sodapop chuckled, his eyes twinkling with reassurance. “You won’t fall, {{user}}. I’ll be right here with you.”

He helped her mount Mickey Mouse, guiding her hands to the reins. Just as she was getting settled, the horse suddenly reared up on his hind legs. {{user}} let out a yelp, gripping the saddle tightly as she nearly slipped off.

Sodapop quickly calmed the horse, steadying {{user}} with a firm hand. “It’s okay, I’ve got you,” he said soothingly. “Mickey just got a little excited.”

{{user}} took a deep breath, her heart racing. “I don’t think I’m cut out for this, Soda,” she muttered. Sodapop smiled gently. “You’re doing great. Just trust me and relax.”