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- >Your name is Anonymous, you’ve been living in Equestria for a little over a year now.
- >So far as you know you are the only human to have ever lived here, but the ponies have been welcoming nonetheless.
- >They’d even grown to like you, considering all you’ve done for them since your arrival.
- >Since you were taken in by the ponies, you decided to repay their hospitality to the fullest extent you could with the use of your powers.
- >For you are not some ordinary human. No.
- >You are a Beard Wizard.
- >Your beard possesses powers the likes of which no being could comprehend. It confounded even Princess Celestia’s vast intellect.
- >As you stroll through Ponyville’s market returning the friendly waves of ponies, you bump into a good friend of yours, Spike.
- “Morning Spike, how are you this fine day?”
- >He looks at you glumly.
- >”Rarity just turned me down again. No matter what I do it’s always the same.”
- >You stroke your beard thoughtfully as you ponder Spike’s problem.
- >Aha! Spike’s problem is that he doesn’t possess any facial hair! He’d never get a girl with a baby face like that!
- >After a moment of concentration your beard begins to write, the power contained within it activating at your thoughts.
- >A small part of your considerable beard breaks away and drifts through the air over to spike, taking root around his mouth.
- >When the process is finished Spike is left standing with the suavest goatee ever to be sported by any male through history.
- >Spike gasps and holds up a small diamond he’d been carrying, admiring his reflection in its facets.
- >”Anon! This is like the coolest beard I’ve ever seen! Well, besides yours I mean. This is so great, thanks!” he says, practically hopping on the spot.
- “Well why don’t you go give Rarity another shot now?” you suggest. “Take that bad boy on a test drive?”
- >His eyes grow wide. “Oh man, there’s no way she’ll say no now!”
- >You give him a thumb up.
- “Go get ‘er, tiger.”
- >Spike whirls around and begins sprinting down the street back to Carousel Boutique.
- “Hey Spike!” you holler, just before he’s out of earshot.
- >Spike stops and turns around, curious.
- “Remember, with great beard comes great responsibility. Use your beard wisely.”
- >”I promise I’ll only use it for good, Anon!” he yells back.
- >You nod approvingly at him and he sets back off on his quest.
- >Spike’s a great kid, he’ll do well with that beard.
- >The sound of frantic flapping catches your attention.
- >You turn around to see Rainbow Dash speed up to you
- >”Anon, we need your help! There’s a colossal storm front coming out of the Everfree and we don’t have enough pegasi to contain it!”
- “We don’t have any time to waste then! Show me the way!”
- >”It’s this way, follow me!” she says, darting off.
- >Your beard takes on the form of a helicopter and you follow after.
- >You arrive at the wild storm front with Rainbow Dash relatively quickly.
- >You show up to a scene of total chaos where the weather team fight a losing battle against the storm.
- >”Is there anything you can do, Anon? If we don’t stop this thing soon it’ll hit Ponyville and who knows what kind of damage it could do!”
- >You stare grimly at the scene before you, taking in the scene and trying to formulate a plan.
- >You have a sudden flash of inspiration and realize what you have to do.
- “Rainbow Dash, get your pegasi out of there. I’m going to try something.”
- >Rainbow Dash wastes no time signaling all her pegasi to back off.
- >”Anything else?”
- “Yes, I need to ride on your back for this. I’m going to need my entire beard for this one so I can’t fly while I do it.”
- >”Not a problem, hop on!”
- >You nod your thanks and your beard returns to its normal shape while you hop on the pegasus’ back.
- “Alright, hold on! This is gonna get bumpy!”
- >Rainbow nods and braces herself.
- >You concentrate and once more your beard begins to shape itself. It takes the form of a giant propeller facing the cloud.
- >The beard blades begin to spin, cutting through the air and casting a great gust of wind at the incoming storm.
- >When the propeller reaches a sufficient speed, your beard emits a high powered magical turbolaser that utterly obliterates the storm, effectively saving the day.
- >The ponies cheer and Pinkie throws a party for your victory.
- >Just another day.
- >”Um, Anon? Are bearded mares your fetish?”
- “No, Fluttershy, that is not my fetish.”
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