Marshmallow Auction

>Ever hear of the calm before the storm,
>you are twilight sparkle,
>and for while now anonymous has been asking some very strange questions
>and asking about some very hard to find materials,
>checking out weird books that you just can't understand how they all relate to each other
>one book is about magic
>the next book is about anti-magic
>another book is how to shield stuff from other ponies vision
>and the next would be how to penetrate those
>anonymous has been asking for such weird shit lately that you had the actually investigate.
>And for the life of your you could not find anything
>I mean seriously we're twilight fucking sparkle
>you think anything he did slipped past us
>fuck no
>but that was several months ago
>it's kind of hard to imagine exactly what he had in plan for those
>but you left it off as simple curiosity,
>anonymous coming from a world that doesn't have magic
>surely he would be interested in it if it was rea
>and when you heard of his fiction in his world you understand where is coming from
>at least thats how you explained it to yourself
>that's the only use for those books
>and that's what you wrote it off as
>until rarity came screaming towards you

>”twilight thank goodness I found you, come on you have to come quick!”
>Fantastic
“rarity what is all this...”
> She cuts you off right there
>“no time to explain, this is important you must come now”
>Great if its rarity you know she's overreacting about next to nothing
>and you're getting dragged into this bullshit one more God damn time,
>the last time she did this shit you told her straight up that if she cries Wolf one more God damn time you're done helping her period,
>now you may think this is being harsh,
>but she pulled you out of your bed at fucking five in the morning because it was raining the day before and there was too much mud around her house
>to fully understand how pissed you were at that moment you have to think back to the three days you stayed up researching some magical bullshit for the Princess,
>you know your her student and that she's busy
>she can't research everything
>but seriously some of this crap just gets tedious,
>I mean if there is something only you could do, you would understand
>with figuring out why water turns green after a while without algae being involved gets tedious,
>this crap someone else could've researched
>it didn't have to be you
>but I digress from the point she pulled you out of bed after pulling three all nighters with two hours of sleep and made you help her clean up the mud around her house
>to say you are a little bit pissed back than would be an understatement.
>And now you're running off because she decides this can't be walking distance it has to be running

>You ran to Fluttershy's house and passed it without even stopping to say hello to her because rarity is running, which is forcing you to run
>and you really don't understand why rarity is running
>you can't really talk to her right now because you're panting
>your a homebody
>you don't exercise this God damn much
>you are surprise you haven't collapsed already,
>but you keep running because that's what rarities doing.
>then you begin to see something off in the distance,
> it appears to be a big tent
>this tent doesn't throw you off right from the get-go
>but as you get closer you start to understand a bit more why this tent is weird
>you start thinking of those books that anonymous had checked out,
>the tent looked like a big house tent
>but as you get closer to it you start feeling weaker
>not physically
>and it's hard to put your whoves on it
>then it hits you like a ton of bricks
>you try using magic
>you are barely capable of doing what a filly can
>this being worry some in his of itself doesn't compare when you see all the ponies lining up around the tent
>all of them are male
>something you didn't see too much around Ponyville
> right then it catches your eye
>the sign for this tent actually says “the elements auctions”

>It's at this point that rarity finally slows down and talks to you
>you can't understand her through your panting,
>you decide to go up to the nearest stall and get something to drink
>that's where we see three little fillies
>the cutie Mark Crusaders
>apparently they set up a stand this selling marshmallows and are also selling water
>the marshmallows are on kind of in the shape of them
> it's cute and creative
>you barely managed to levitate a bottle of water towards
>you and take a drink when sweetie Belle with that crack in her voice tells you “that'll be 10 bits”
>you spit take that rarity,
>no you didn't accidentally spit take at rarity
>see during the 10 bits for the bottle of water that made you spit take
> you remember rarity wore your ass out to the point that you had to get bottled water
>running past Fluttershy's house
>a place you could of gotten something to drink for free
>to this tent
>and all the while, wouldn't tell you why you're here
>that
>that right there is why you spit take it rarity,
>the look of horror on her face when that happened, marvelous
>you got your revenge
>you put up with her bullshit another day
but you have asked the Crusaders “why the hell does it cost 10 bits bottled water should only cost one”
> you're tired, your worn-out, rarities dragging you along, your neck you watch your language
>they look at you
>smile
>and they tell you exactly why “anonymous said that supply and demand dictates that the water cost a lot, ponies can't exactly magic it up, there isn't a stream around for good mile, and most of them can't get here by carriage so they had to either walk or run, which means this is the only water for a great distance, meaning that if there's demand, someone will buy it”
>Scootaloo really can remember things when they want to easily,
>”we get a 10% cut of everything we sell” chimed in sweetie Belle with that crack in her voice
>you look there a little stunned that anonymous would come up with something like this
>but you remember what he told you of his world
>the materialistic value it held
>sure Equestria had money
>but it was use more as a yes you did some work here's a bit it's a voucher you get something for
>I believe he equated it to something along the lines of food stamps that could be used for anything
>you're not quite sure what he meant by that
>but you kind of scene what kind of a world he lived in would gouge the price like this
you asked the fillies another question “what's with the marshmallows”
>this time AppleBloom chimed in “apparently when anonymous was trying to make the masterpieces he did a lot of experiments and a few of them were with molds of smaller ponies. he decided that the best use for them would be making fillies by size treats...”
>masterpieces, what the hell are those
>“...it was also his idea that sweet stuff tends to taste even better if salted”
>you take a closer look at the marshmallows and noticed that there kind of shiny
>it's salt
>anonymous salted the marshmallows
>the wheels in your head spin for little bit
>why would anyone want to salt the marshmallows
>you ask them how much those marshmallows cost and they say two bits for three
>you pay them two bits
>you're curious now and you eat one of them
>it's good
>so it really does enhance it
>but now you're a little thirsty
>then it hits you it hits you hard
>anonymous wants to sell these marshmallows as a treat
>then sell them water
>one marshmallows will make you a bit thirsty
>but not 10 bits thirsty
>but three of the mother fucker's
>yeah you're going to be thirsty
>you squint your eyes a bit at down and the fillies give you that angellic smile
>that tells you they know God damn well what they're doing is wrong
>you let out a sigh in decide to let it go
>it's not the fillies fault it's anonymouses

>Now that you mention it where the hell is an anonymous
>that's when you see the line to get inside of this tent
>it's long
>it's really long
>but your twilight fucking sparkle
>you won't wait in line to get in this God damn tent when you know anonymous is somewhere inside
>he has questions answer
>skipping to  the front of line you see
>snowflakes his name right
>fuck it you just uses the name anonymous call him
>roid rage,
>he looks at the two of you a little pissed
>until he realizes who the two of you are
>surprisingly he says you two are on the list and let's you in.
>Now you have had a lot to be shocked about today
>but inside this tent...
>it was big on the outside
>but God dammit it looks even bigger on the inside,
>you remember one of the books that you lent anonymous,
>it had to deal with magic that actually expanded areas creating a small pocket dimensions
>he commissioned a pocket dimension inside of this tent,
>you have no idea how much this cost but it must've been a pretty penny.
>to Your surprise, inside this tent you also find the four girls that weren't with you
>naturally pinkie pie's excited
>Fluttershy is well living up to her God damn namesake
>but the other two look Pissed
>you don't really know why.
>Applejack tells “you do you remember the contracts that anon had a sign”
>Yes you do
>he decided to paint you and the other girls
>he wanted to get better painting
>being a little paranoid he wanted you sign the rights of your image to him just so if his paintings turn out good and somebody wanted them he could sell them.
>It's confusing at this point
>then rainbow chimes in saying “there were no limits on what he could do with them”
>no there were limits
>he couldn't mass-produced the images
>he couldn't take your image and put in a newspaper to sell it like that or anything of like
>you're still confused
>The four of them lead you around trying to get you through this crown of stallions
>seriously where the hell did they all come from
>trying to get to the front of whatever the hell this place is
>and you see it
>a platform
>a wooden platform
>on top that platform
>a podium
>behind the podium
>a glass case
> inside the case are exact replicas of you and your five friends
“he made statues of us you say”
>Pinkie decides to chime in and her bubbly personality “nopey dopey, they look really good to know they're not made stone or word or ore or modeler clay or...” rainbow hits her upside the head at that point making pinkie squint looking at rainbow with her looking back
ending with you saying “just get to the point”
> Pinkie explained “he made a soda marshmallows!”
>Anonymous tended to say it a lot
>about you that you all marshmallows,
>but he only said marshmallow as one ponys full-time nickname
>you look at rarity,
>you she's a bit pissed about that, “darling it's not about being made out of marshmallows, it's that he made us all anatomically correct out of marshmallows”
>your eyes go wide
>they're saucer plates
>you understand fully what she means by anatomically correct
>and being made out of a food you kind of understand why
>for the first time since you've been here you understand why it's primarily stallions.
>Only stallions want you
>and your goods to eat.
>Pinkie hands you a flyer at this point,
>they chime in saying that apparently it was passed around all of the major cities in hushed tones around men.
>Pinkie also hands you a second flyer
>apparently an hour after the auction a concert is to start
>this one you remember seeing around all the time
>but never really paid much mind to it because you weren't into the the rave concert sceen that's apparently going to happen here
> I guess anon wanted double dip if he is going to spend this much money on it why not get as much out of it as he can
>think of the asshole there he is
>you have so many things you want to ask him
>so many things that he has to explain
>but before you can even get a word off edgewise
>he goes into his explanation

>”First off contracts I had you sign were for full anatomically correct depictions. I never made them to be pornographic but a certain level of anatomical correctness is necessary for art to really be art?”
>You have to admit he has you there, you're not exactly proud of it but you've clopped to more than a few paintings of Celestia that have been made over the years,
>he goes on to explain, “these marshmallows are works of art, and their of the elements, something every pony knows about. you six are among the most beautiful mares and Equestria just coming in shy of Luna and Celestia and slightly ahead depending on your taste.”
>This makes for of you blush.
>“Now to get more technical with this, outside in the tent I have set up a bunch of magical devices that suppress magic with a wide area. Most of the devices are derived from the schematics and the books I had you get me. The fabric on this also is conductive of magic and I also have the whole floor line with the cloth so any magic inside in use is getting leached out at the same time. Basically I made it so anything shy of discord or Celestia probably couldn't do a God damn thing in here outside of barely able levitate a bottle of water. This was mostly to ensure no theft would happen.
>You're about ask where the hell all the money came from
> but the auction has just started

>Your jaw fucking drops to the ground
>seriously you're in a magic suppressed environment
>pinkie can't even break physics in here
>and your jaw is hitting the God damn ground so hard there's cracks,
> the prices the sculptures is selling for are insane
>rainbow sold for 500 bits to one of the very few mares who are in here,
>pinkie pie sold for 690 bits
>applejack sold for 820 bits,
>to some pony who is dressed in a trench coat,
>the only pony in here who is dressed in a trench coat,
>you know there are a lot of jokes going around
>anonymous is told you what hillbillies and rednecks are in his world,
>you really want to believe that it's not
>for Equestria
> but more preferably the betterment of your mind
>you try not to think that it might be a relative.
>Your marshmallow sculptures sold for 1200 bits
>rarity sold for 1800 bits
>but Fluttershy,
>God dammit Fluttershy,
>that's when the war started.
>The bidding started out at 2000 bits
>everyone else's started out at 100
>the base cost to make these,
>you thought no one was going to bid,
>but stallion in the back put up an extra 500
>a mare put up an extra hundred
>another stallion one 250
>the mare went up to 350 more
>and it went on and on
>until finally it ended up at 6945 bits
> what did the mare do for living to be able to afford that
>Anonymous came over this with at least 11,955 bits on those sculptures alone
>he has more than enough to live for at least five years without doing it God damn thing now.
> The shock and the six of you never really went away
> the only thing that really took you out of your state of shock was one you've heard the first wub

> Off in the far corner on another stage that was set up
> you don't understand how you didn't notice
>a light shows going off and vinyl scratch is there,
>the fucking top rave pony and Equestria
> according to pinkie
>is right over there playing a concert,
>you just don't understand how this is actually possible
>first an auction
>than a music festival of sorts
>there's fancy ponies
>there's rave ponies
> there are  ponies everywhere every walk of life is here
>hell you could probably see all the Ponyville inside here,
>your five friends have sense moved on
>you can see pinkie bouncing around in the crowd
>anonymous comes right up next to sits down and he tells you a simple thing
>he doubled his money he made it the auction right now.
>That was enough for you to snap out of it and focus on the only thing that could come out of your mouth at this point
“how”
>it turns out he invited almost all of Equestria to a music festival and he sold tickets
>if he didn't have to pay the musicians in all the set up for them he would've quadrupled his money
>but he also sold things like the glow sticks to the ponies who really wanted it,
>your jaws on the floor again and you just don't understand how he could of thought of all of this
>the most surprising thing that happens today is when Princess Celestia and Luna walked into the tent
>most the ponies are focused on the music
>but the few that aren't are not showing the usual respect that they usually do,
>they treating them like any other ponies right now
>anon got a flyer out of his back pocket because he saw your amazement and pointed right to where it mentioned Luna and Celestia may show up,
>to make a long paragraph short
>it just said they wanted to enjoy the festivities
>they didn't want to put on the royal bullshit that usually follows them wherever they go,
>anonymous then goes on to say “that auction I had was somewhat dubious and the way I got the princes to agree to over look it was the promise them a day where they won't be treated like princesses, and hey I think I delivered”
> you look in stunned and you can only ask one thing
“where did the money come from for all this”
> anon went on to say that he listened to pinkie stories of her childhood
>how she didn't have her physics bending abilities back then,
>or at least how they didn't appear yet,
>so he looked into it.
>Apparently Pinkie's parents on the rock farm sat on quite a large supply of the materials he needed,
>anon got in contact with them
> telling them exactly what materials were and how much it was worth
>they were not in the business of dealing with it
>anon didn't like being shitty the people.
>Apparently because of how anon handle the situation
>they let it go for a very small fraction of what it should of been worth
>with anon promising the princesses a good time
>they foot the bill for much of the materials he needed
>since they are going to be repurposed afterwords for things around the castle.
>Anonymous apparently went as far as to involve Celestia in the creation of the pocket dimensions that holds this area
> it had been made out of a special material that won't be affected by the magic suppressing effects of the other devices.
>Apparently the effects will last for a week
>but the music festivals only really planned for another three days

>You want to be pissed at anon
>you really do
>you understand the world he came from,
>you understand a lot more about him than you think even he realizes,
>but the reason why you can't get mad at him is for what he did was when you look at Celestia and Luna's faces
>that's not the usual smile she has on for royal duties
>that isn't the one she usually gives her subjects
>she's truly enjoying herself right now
>along with Luna who is still somewhat feared by the ponies
> they look like they're having the time to their lives
>for once you think you let it go for now.

>The next week anonymous came to you and asked you to do his accounting for him,
>with all the sales that happened at his party
>with everything that happened at that auction
>with all the pre-auctions selling of water and marshmallow fillies,
>anon came out with over 43,000 bits,
>and because he gave the princesses something they haven't had in a millennia,
>he got out of any form of tax on it.
>Fucking anonymous