Ghost in The Phone

>Be Twilight Sparkle.
>God your wings are pretty.
>Are you a pretty princess too?
>No, stop it. Concentrate.
>The creature Anonymous has brought a piece of technology from his homeland to you, in an effort to "recharge" it.
>It apparently uses electrical charge in order to function.
>Nothing too difficult, you ARE the element of magic, after all.
>Using a conductive spell that draws it's current from the earth into a grounded object, you filter electricity into the device.
>After a few moments of this, it blinks. Success!
>Anonymous will be so-
VBBBBVBBBRRR
>What was that.
>The device just moved.
>And did it just make some kind of chiming noise at you?
>I-is this thing alive!?
Hello?
>Stepping closer, you give it an inquisitive poke with a hoof.
CAN YOU UNDERSTAND ME?
>Nothing.
>Looking down at it, you notice some text printed across the glass.
>"Ur a faget"
W-what!?
>You scrunch your snout up against the glass in an attempt to intimidate it.
>Boring into it with a glare that could put Fluttershy to shame, it makes no reaction.
>That's what you thought.
>Just as you begin to back away satisfied, it chimes again and inches it's way across the floor in a disturbing shuddering fashion.

>Be Anon.
>You left your cellphone with Twilight a few hours ago, in hopes that she could get it charged.
>God you miss pong.
>Suddenly, you hear an explosion as a shockwave originating from the library radiates across the town.
What the fuck...
>With the thought that this could possibly be your fault, you make your way there.
>Arriving, you look on in total shock.
>Meeting your eyes is a crater that simply shouldn't be there.
>Twilight's head pops out of the wreckage of her once intact tree-brary, and she begins to crawl in your direction while mumbling incoherently.
>Behind her, you notice your phone laying on the ground.
>A few scuffs and char marks, but none the worse for wear.
>Walking past Twilight as she holds a hoof out to you pleadingly, you pick up the phone to see that you received some new texts from one of your bros back on earth.
>How the hell did that happen?
>You look at the most recent one.
>"Hey faglord, pls respond."
>Giving a chuckle, you start tak'in away at the keypad before you feel a hoof brush against your shoe.
>Looking down, you see Twilight staring up at you in fear.
>Pocketing the phone, you crouch down closer to her and lean in.
>"W-what... Kind of demon..."
Yeah sure, hey Twi, I just wanted to thank you again for this. I really didn't think it would still have service.
>Giving her mane a loving tussle, you swagger on down the road whistling a chipper tune.
>Behind you, Twilight simply stares on in terror.

>Be Pinkie Pie, the next day.
Hmmm hmmmmmm~
>Smiling, you can't help but hum to yourself. It's a great day after all!
>Your bestest best human friend Anon came by earlier for breakfast.
>He seemed to be in such a good mood, which is really weird for him.
Haha, he's usually such a grumpy Mc. Grumpface!
>After sending him off with a full tummy, and smile on his face, you noticed he left some weird block thing with some glass on it at his table.
>Oh well, you can just hold onto it for him.
>There's nopony in the store, so it's time to do some cleaning!
>You get to work scrubbing away at those yucky stains on the counter that keep showing up overnight.
>They kind of smell like Mr. and Mrs. Cakes room after they've had a bit too much to drink.
>But before you can get rid of them completely, you hear an odd sound.
>It reminds you of the sound you hear from Mr. and Mrs. Cakes room when Mr. Cake goes out for the night and leaves Mrs. Cake by herself with some super scented candles and wine!
>Flicking your ears in every which direction, you don't see anypony there.
>Wonder if there's a ghost?
Spoooooky~
>While you're thinking about if you need to go get your ghostbusting pack, your best friend Twilight comes in!
>Her mane is really frazzled, it reminds you of Mrs. Cak-
PINKIE, WHY IS THAT THING HERE

>Breaking out of your thoughts, you see her pointing a shaking hoof at Anons little block thing.
I dunno, Nonny left it here! Do you know what it is? I think there's a ghost in it!
>Her eyes go wider than you've ever seen them before.
PffftHaha, you look so silly!
>Your laughter is cut short as the blocky thing buzzes across the table, and makes that weird noise you heard earlier.
>"AAAAAAAAAH!"
>Twilight knocks over chairs and tables in an attempt to get behind the counter with you.
>Peaking her head over the counter, she gives a nervous glance at the now unmoving device as you look on in confusion.
>"P-pinkie, it heard ustalkingabouit!
Hahaha, who, the ghost?
>The device rumbles again, moving across the table once more.
>Huh, it looks like it's getting closer.
>Hearing a loud smack, you turn around to find Twilight sprawled across the floor after banging her head into the wall.
Snrrk...
>It wouldn't be very nice to laugh at your friend getting hurt.
>Looks like there's no choice, only one way to handle this.

>Be Anon. Fucking stuffed with cupcakes.
>Cupcakes, for breakfast?
>Shut the fuck up, Reeces Puffs suck.
>Unfortunately it seems that you forgot your phone when you stopped by Sugarcube Corner this morning.
>You've been having a blast getting caught up with your friends and family.
>They were pretty happy to hear you weren't dead on the side of the road somewhere, or locked up in some rape dungeon.
>Did you know that, Anon? That people would miss you if you weren't there?
>Of course you did, you're one cool motherfucker loved by all.
>As you walk through the bakery door, you are broken from your reverie by stumbling on an overturned chair.
>This place looks like a tornado hit.
Pinkie, I think you guys got robbed. I saw a zebra on the way over here, it must have been her.
>Not hearing any response, you proceed into the kitchen. There you find Ponka, with Twilights unconscious body slung over her shoulder and a legit jumpsuit and backpack straight out of ghostbusters on her back.
Don't worry Nononoymous, I've got this handled! No ghost gets the best of Pinkie! Danana nuh nuh nuh! Duhnuhnuhnuhnuhnuhnuhnuh!
>She has your phone in a corner and is glaring at it menacingly.
Yeah...
>Walking back out of the shop, you contemplate how interdimensional copyrighting works. You'll come back for your phone later.
>Wouldn't want to spoil there fun.
>Plus, you have some business to take care of.
>Cracking your knuckles, you begin walking off in the direction you saw that Zebra going.
Shoulda never gave them ziggers money...