Thread 33: Stories 61-75

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>Idris
"Gwen"
'Rekulk'
-Vekir-
~Grehm~

"I cannot believe you."

>Hey, I found a race of ponies that eat meat, give away gems like they're candies, and think we're just about the greatest thing ever, I think I'm quite the cock of the walk right now.

"Yeah, quite a cock. But how do we explain them to the other gryphons that will be milling about in there?"

>They are ambassadors from a new race eager to open trade, if the gryphons persist, I'll simply lambast them for questioning their king.

"Yes, they are quite a group of Ambassadors what with their loud armor, strange speech, and-the little one is gibbering to itself."

~Herself, she is sister.~

'Do not worry of her, honored gryphon friend, it is merely a song pups sing in one of their little games.'

"Oh? Could she sing a little louder? It might drown out this infernal polka music they keep playing over the speakers."

-The cat-bird wishes me to sing?-

>Gryphon, and it can't be worse than this maddening nonsense.

-Eeeee! Okey the dokey, I shall sing for the gryphons!-

The little armored creature clears her thought.

-Forward backward backward forward!
Dance, my brother, dance!
Forward backward side to side
Catch it in a trance!-

As she sings, Vekir bounces along on the cobblestones in a pattern only she can discern.

-The grub so blind
It has no mind
So wait now for your chance!
Forward backward backward-CHOMP!
Quickly quickly, on its mouth you stomp!
If its evil jaw you trap
Then you take a victory lap!
If its your legs its teeth have kissed
Then poor brother, you will be missed!-

>...

"..."

'Wonderful, sister!'

>Uh...iiiis that it?

'Oh no, there's five more verses, continue sis-'

"No! No it's fine, I think we'll stick to the park music."

'Of course, gryphon friend!'

>I may have made a mistake.

"You think?"
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>DT
"SS"
'77'
~~~~~

>YESSSSSS! WHEEEEEEEE!

"You know, once upon a time, it would have been me up there on that roller coaster with her."

>THIS IS AMAZING!

'I'm starting to worry about her mental state.'

"The fact it is just now becoming apparent to you really does speak volume of your mental state."

'The fact you think I would know how a little filly is supposed to act is actually pretty worrying.'

>WHOOOOOO! HOLD ON TBDRLIATU, HERE COMES THE BIIIIIG DIP!

'Do you think if I have children, they're going to come out like her?'

"Depends, is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

'Well, on the one hoof, she's intelligent, driven, unafraid of most things and is capable of baboozling even the smartest of ponies. On the other...'

>OH YEEEEAAAAH!... Was it good for you too, baby?

'Yeah...'

"...You could do worse, I guess."

'Could do worse.'

>I feel like I need a smooth drink now...

'...Maybe.'
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>JS
“???”
‘???’
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>…What in the frosted caps of Deadhoof’s settlement is going on…? Why… why can I hear her? How is she even calling me- eeeeEEEEEEE!

The way he was suddenly snatched out from his hiding spot within the tree’s foliage and sent tumbling helplessly to the ground below not only confused Jetset but also the onlookers who jumped at his presence.

He ignored them, solely focused on what felt like a leash around his neck yet when he examined the area with a hoof, he found nothing.

>I… Is this Discord’s doing? No, I still hear her, calling me… What is thi- iiiiIIIIISSS!

Almost as if that invisible leash had been tugged, Jetset gagged when he was yanked down the lane, bewildered and choking slightly as he struggled to figure out and dispel whatever had him by the throat.

>STOP! STOP I SAY! UNHOOF ME!

Unsurprisingly, his garbled protests went unheeded and despite best efforts at teleporting and, when that failed, digging his hooves in, he was forcibly dragged down this lane, and across this field, and through that ride… all the while passerby only offered him a single look of confusion before going about their business.

Eventually, Jetset gave up the fight, reluctantly falling limp and allowing himself to be dragged neck-first. Resistance was futile it seemed. Whatever had him, had him good and wasn’t letting go.

In case he met his demise at the end of this magical tether, he sent up a mental apology to his Queen for allowing himself to get complacent.

But as he skipped over the surface of a pond like a chucked pebble, a pair of recognizable voices met his perked ears.

‘-won’t work, darling. It’s been six minutes, he usually appears at Celestia’s side in less than five seconds.’

Less than two, Jetset thought.

“Give it a sec’, give it a sec’… Ah swear it felt like Ah lassoed somethin’….”

‘He seems pretty dedicated to his ‘queen’, dear. A little too dedicated, me thinks, but nevertheless, I don’t think he’ll answer to just anyone calling him.’

“He will if he’s pledged to ‘em.”

‘Come again- OH! Jetset! You actually ca-… why do you look like you were dragged through the mud…?’

Skidding to a halt on his front just before the princess of apples, Jetset snorted a wad of dirt and slowly climbed to his hooves, not even bothering to fix his crooked shades.

>That’s exactly what I’d like to know. Which of you would like to explain what just happened before I flip this entire theme park upside-down?

“Cool yer’ cubes, sugar. It was me, Ah called ya.”

>Ah, so you’re the culprit. Excellent. Tell me, princess of apples, in what way would you like to be dealt punishme-

An orange hoof caught Jetset over the face. In no way was it painful, more a playful tap than anything, but the sheer abruptness of it caused him to fall silent, blinking.

“Hush wit’ all that yammerin’, Jet, we need yer’ help.”

‘Um, yes! We’re looking for-’

Jet lifted a hoof to the diamond alicorn, his gaze narrowing at Applejack.

>First, I only take orders from a select one, and you’re not it. Second, how did you summon like that? Only my Queen is capable of-

“When y’all were brought on to be Celly’s personal guard, ya signed a bindin’ contract t’ serve the ruler o’ Equestria. Well, currently, that job’s bein’ shared. Wit’ me.”

>…

‘…Oh. Oh wow, that’s right.’

>…No.

“Yes. An’ as such, Ah can call on ya as well, though apparently not as easily as Celly can.”

>YOU SHOULDN’T BE ABLE TO CALL ON ME AT ALL! YOU AREN’T MY QUEEN!”

While Rarity balked somewhat at the density of Jetset’s yell, Applejack met it with a slow nod of understanding.

“Yer’ right… Ah’m not, an’ Ah don’t wanna be. Ah’m yer’ friend, an’ Ah’m askin’ fer’ yer’ help, Jet….”

He looked away, resolutely silent.

“Look, Ah’m not tryin’ to steal ya away from Celly or anythin’ like that. Trust me, she needs ya more’n Ah do… but sometimes Ah’m gonna need ya to help me help her. As much as Ah hate t’ say it… Ah can only do so much on mah own. S-so will you do me that favor?”

>…

There was something definitive about the way Jetset straightened his shades and turned back to the mare before him.

>You will never be my Queen.

“Ah know….”

>But I will take you as my princess.

And he knelt down before her with his head bowed, not nearly as low as how he might honor Celestia, but low enough.

“…Thank ya, Jet.”

>Your favor, princess?

‘We’re looking for-’

>Not you, seamstress.

‘…WHY YOU RUDE LITTLE-’

“Arana, Jet. Have ya’ seen her? We’ve been searchin’ all through the night an’ still can’t find-”

>Of course. Follow me. You look tired so I’ll trot slow. …Princess.
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NON-CANON addition
>Applejack
"Jetset"
~~~~

>So, wait, does that work with everyone who works fer' her? Can she do that fer' a guard?

"Hm? Oh no, just me."

>Why you?

"I did it willingly, to serve her better of course!"

>And she was... okay with this?

"Of course! I mean, alright, she said "What the hell are you doing!?" when I put it on, and then seemed strangely insistant that I stop, and then even pretended to beg me to stop, and then hit me trying to make me stop, and the finally asked me to take it off but I said I couldn't and she just kind of stared for a bit, but on the whole she was onboard with the idea."

>...

"...What?"
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>29
"MM"
'Trixie'
[Zecora]
{???}
~???~
(???)
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>ARE THEY GONE YET!?

"Still no."

'The ANNOYED and IRRITATED Trixie is... no, that about sums it up, actually.'

[Why do you hide inside of that trash bin? Against them, have you done some mortal sin?]

>It's not me! It's her! SHE'S EVIL! EEEVVIIIILLLLL!

{I WON A LITTLE DUCKIE!}

~Is this cheating?~

(You'd think someone would call cheating on her using four legs, but he's rolling with it.)

"...Her. The one in the trench coat."

>IT IS A DISGUISE TO COVER HER EEEEVIIIILLLL!

'The one who has literally been as excited as a toddler just to play the throw the ball game.'

>A DISTRACTION OF EEEEEVIIILLLL!

[The one whom hugs her companions so tight, the blood cuts off from their heads and they start to turn white?]

>A METHOD OF KILLING FOR EEEEVIIILLLL!

"...I think you're just being a bit-"

{CHEWY STOMACH NEXT! CHEWY STOMACH NEXT!}

~It's just a ball, Arana. Made of rubber. Not flesh.~

{You mean it won't even taste like metal and bug guts!? THIS IS THE GREATEST THING EVER!}

"..."
'...'
[...]

>...Do I really have to say it?

{Wait, you mean it's NOT filled with blood!? They already drained it!? YAYYYYYY!}

"Ah, no. I think we got the point."

*SQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAK!*

'My... those fangs are rather... big...'

{ISH JUSH LIKE SHA SKUSHH MAMA USH TA MAKE!}

[...On ten, bolt? Leave the dolt?]

>Wait, hold up, am I the dolt in this?

"One... two..."

>Speak to me here.

'TEN! BOOK IT!'

>DON'T LEAVE ME! I'M STUCK!

{HEY! MISTER 29! HEEYYYY! YOU WANNA HUG? I GOT TICKLES!}

>COME BACK!
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>42
"Brain"
~~~~

She would question why the door was open, really, but she had official business first!

>Shining Armor! My Queen wishes to know what is taking you so long- oh, I see, you're not in the room. Oh well... Two! Would you come out here please? I need to watch you!... Come on, we'll play Candyland!...

Nothing but silence answered her.

>Oh, I see, they must have taken her with them. Unwise, as Cadence is likely in the stockade or something, but I suppose she was going to learn how to fill out bail sooner or later. Though, I was pretty sure it was going to be from bailing out my... wait, does she have diplomatic immunity? She should, shouldn't she? Or does that not apply because of her lack of original country?... Brain, got anything on this one?

"You're over-thinking this?"

>You know, the only ones who say that know they are dumb and didn't think their things through. Someone telling me 'don't think about it' just means they fucked up. I'm supposed to think about it, that's the joy of being a sentient creature. If you want something that will just nod and not think, go get a dog, you know?

"..."

>...OH! There they are! See, at least distract me with something inter... est...

"...I don't see Two with them..."

>...Brain, analyze.

"Okay, part one. It is most likely they would not want Two with them when they found Cadence, due to the fact Cadence will likely be in an unfavorable position."

>Understandable so far.

"Part Two, due to the fact your Queen was wondering where Shining Armor was, she was gone too early to be offered a chance to babysit."

>Probably would have turned it down anyway.

"And three... the door was open BEFORE we entered the room, which is something Shining Armor would not do, but someone else we know might."

>...And thus...

"You don't need me to think for you, you've got it."

>Ah....FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

"We gonna get on that before he gets back and loses his mind?"

>UUUUUU

"...I'll give you a minute."

>UUUUUU
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Out of nowhere! Non-canon!
>Applejack
"Celestia"
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>Hey, Princess-

"Fuck you, I'm on vacation!"

>So am Ah, an' Ah'm still doin' paperwork. Ah jus' wanna ask a question.

"Yeah, sorry, that was douchey of me. But it's kind of reflexive these days."

>'s all forgiven', sugarcube. Ah jus' wanna know... Should we... Ya know, talk ta Pinkie 'bout tha potential hazards o' this floatin' continent above Equestria? Ah mean Ah ain' Twiligh', but Ah think even if this thing crash o'er empty land we'd still have a problem.

"... Oh, you can talk to her, but I'm not."

>What? Why do Ah have to be the badguy?

"Should have thought of that before becoming the element of dream crushing. I am not going to wipe that smile off of Pinkie's face."

>... Dammit. Ah cain' bring mahself either.

"... I have an idea though!"

>What'cha got?

"Just like old times, we make Twilight do my dirty work!"

>Ahh... Ah'm gettin' all nostalgic now.

"Then for full effect, we make her write a friendship report!"

>Ya know, Ah remember now why yer top princess.

"And don't forget it."
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>AJ
"Pinkie"
'Cheese'
-Twi-
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>Pinks, Chesy, we're all havin' fun, but we gotta talk 'bout this whole 'floating theme park' thing ya got.

"Sure, what'cha need to know?"

-Well... There are concerns, safety concerns.-

'Oh, that? We have that covered!'

"Yeah, we found these weird ginger twins who were going on about quantum mechanics. So we kidnapped them, beat them up, took a wrench to their brains a few times until they spilled their secrets."

'Also kicked them in the nads a few times for letting Elizabeth and Booker die.'

-Uhhh... What?-

>That last part really sounds worryin'

'Look, we're just gonna explain like, a million things at once involving faux-Quantum Physics and it will make no sense at all, so you might as well skip ahead.'

Oh, thanks for warning us

We fast forward the scene and... Stop!

Pinkie seems to be trying to making out with AJ

>WHOA NELLY! ARE YA'LL COMIN' ONTO ME?!

"Anon, why'd you stop at this part?!"

Sorry! Sorry!

Skip ahead further!

'And so basically your terminal velocity is inverted as you fall from this place.'

-Fascinating.-

"Yep, actual flaw we had during tests was more that people found themselves stuck in the air for ten minutes while hovering five feet off the ground. Anyway though, you don't have to worry about a single thing, Cheesey and I thought of just about EVERY possible situation."

'Yeah, I mean there are things we can't cover. Yet. Like say if Discord decided to pull something crazy... Or if Chitania tried to smash this place to bits. But we got everything in reason covered.'

"And a lot of things out of reason too. We trained security for zombie drills."

-Well, this has been enlightening, thank you.-

>An' Ah'm sorry fer doubtin' you two Guess it's back ta enjyoin' tha park!

Twilight and Applejack leave

'... Pinkie?'

"Yes, Cheesy?"

'Did we remember to get those fire extinguishers BEFORE we lifted off?'

"... OH FU
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>Chitania
"Waitress"
'Manager'
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>...

"Miss? You've been staring at that menu for at least ten minutes now."

>...

"...Uh, I'm sorry to say, but we don't serve popcorn for breakfast."

>What?

"It's just, you've got that machine, and-"

>A fucking doy, you don't serve popcorn for breakfast. Do you think I'm dumb? It tastes amazing, but there's no nutritional value to it. Why would you serve this for, of all things, fucking breakfast?

"...Oh! Well, yes, I didn't mean to imply-"

>Well, you did, you implied it. No no, you outright stated that not only am I dumb enough to think that you would serve a fucking concession stand food in your diner for breakfast, I am also so stupid that my tiny little mind can't comprehend that it's not on this menu, and you have to explain it to me.

"...Uh... I uh..."

>All because I have a machine next to me. A machine which would imply, shockingly, that if I fucking wanted popcorn, I could MAKE IT. And yet I'm just too stupid to realize this, right?

"W-well, I uh..."

In a frenzy, her manager shoved her aside.

'HEY! GUESS WHAT TIME IT IS!?'

A ton of paper was not-so-subtly dropped in front of Her.

'FREE FOOD VOUCHER TIME!'

>Good. I'll wave you down when I can make up my mind.

'THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATRONAGE!'

Still forcing a grin like a loon, the stallion shoved her away as fast as he could.

>... You had many faults, mother...

Smirking, she relaxed back in her chair, and prepared to go nuts with her choices.

>...teaching me how to swindle idiots for free stuff wasn't one of them.

Idly, she tapped a hoof to her chin.

>I wonder if I'm actually going to have to pay for something by the end of this...
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>SA
"Celestia"
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>Okay, THINK! If I were a peppy pink Alicorn with a love of romance who may or may not have assaulted a theme park ride, where would I be!?

"..."

>...Well!?

"I'm sorry, I'm kind of stuck on the mental image of you as a peppy pink alicorn."

>...Huh.

"Hiya! I'm Shining Armor! I'm called that because my coat is just to diiiiiie for!"

>...'Oh mi goooosh! Have you seen my booty? MMMmmmMMm marefriend! I've got it going ON!'

"And you just gotta know I know how to shake it!"

>'Tee hee! My castle is so sparkly!'

"Oh no! I scuffed my hoof just a bit! Off to the manicures!"

>'Let's fly to the castle! Aren't my wings....' awww.

"Got a sad?"

>Have a sad.

"Moment gone?"

>It's dead.

"Right. She's probably hiding in a corner somewhere."

>Right! Off to the corner!... Hey, do you think-

"Yes, surprisingly, Pinkie does have a crying corner attraction."

>Brilliant! We'll have to thoroughly investigate that, if she were feeling ashamed that is where she would be!

"Line's pretty long, actually."

>...

"...Okay, let's get in line."

>Thank you.
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>2
"ImaginarySA"
'ImaginaryCelestia'
~~~~

Wow. The crowds looked much less intimidating when she was on Twilight's or Shiny's or 18's or Auntielestia's heads, now that she thought about it.

>Maybe I should'a stayed in the room like Shiny said...

Nervously, she tried her best to stay out of everyone's way, only sort of succeeding.

>I mean... wass that worst that can happen, really?
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞

"Boy, Auntielestia, it sure is dark out today while we are out here looking for Caddy and also buying all of these presents for Two, who so deserves them."

'That's right, Shiny! She so deserves this deluxe Titania figure, with the added crushing and smushing powers.'

"It would be cruel not to give them to her."

'Because she is the best.'

"Now, we just have to- OH NO! PONY SWORDSMEN OF THE POCKYLPSE!"

'AND THEY'RE RIDING DIFFERENT COLORED CHITANIAS WHILE WIELDING CHAINSAWS!'

"AND THE CHITANIAS HAVE ROBOT LASER GUNS FOR EYES!"

'AND THEY'RE ALSO FLYING WITH ROCKETS MADE OF FISTS!'

"AND THEY ALSO ARE CARRYING BRUSSELS SPROUTS!"

'OH NOOOOO!'

"IF ONLY TWO WERE HERE TO HUG THEM AWAY!"

'IT IS THEIR ONE WEAKNESS!'

"'NOOOOOOOOO!"'

∞∞∞∞∞∞∞

>NOT BRUSSELS SPROUTS! THOSE TASTE LIKE CRUNCHY AND SAD! I'M COMMIN' SHIIIINNNNNYYYYY!

And thus, she charged forward, knocking over every patron in her path as only a tiny, invincible child could.

Far, far back, a helmeted changeling perked up in the hopes she had just heard what she thought she heard.

But alas... too late.
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>Cadence
"???"
'???'
~~~~~

>Okay, I just need to look inconspicuous! A ghost! BE INVISIBLE!

"Uh..."

>IGNORE ME!

"Okay working with you here, I'm trying to be helpful, but you're um... I don't want to like, imply something or anything, but you're uh, you're blocking the door to the bathroom."

>This is the only area where my pink coat blends in with the background!

"No, yeah, right, I get that, it's just... you're in the way, and also not exactly disguised. It looks like you did a good effort, though!"

>IGNOOORRRE ME!

"...M'kay. Alright then. Guess I can't really do anything about a princess being in the way, would be pretty rude considering what your husband did for me, not that I want to belittle your part in it! I'm just saying he's the one who... oh hey miss? You can't get in, there's somoneone..."

The garishly colored pony paid her no mind, brushing past and then walking right up to Cadence.

>...IGNORE ME-ACK!

*SMASH!*

With one swing, the other mare sent the princess through the wall, and continued on unabated.

"Are you okay!?"

>...

"...Right, stupid to ask, because ponies aren't okay when punched through walls, that's not a... not that I would know! I don't have, like, skin like you do, so I don't want to pretend I know what you're going through, I respect your differences to... to uh.."

>...You can stop now, little changeling.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

>AND YOU'RE A BITCH!

"I'M SORRY! SORRYSORRYSORRYSORRY!"

>Not you!

Even from inside, they could hear the snort of derision.

'Let's not make this a running gag, it loses it's punch after the third time... Heh...'

>...Jerk.

"...I'm sorry."

>NOT YOU!

"...I'm sorry..."

>Ugh...
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Canon Debatable

A Letter from Stalliongrad

Note: The Spoilers are for effect except for one...

"To my editor,

"It has been _ months since I departed Equestria for the _______ lands of Stalliongrad and I cannot say if much has changed. When I arrived here it was in the dying days of the ___________ Regime as they were overturned by the proud forces of the _________ Party. At the time, being entranced by their rhetoric and call to action, I fell in the rebels as they made their final march on the Stalliongrad's namesake capitol. Our readers of course already know these events as they transpired, so I'll spare the details, the sacking of ______, the brawling in the streets, the cruel execution of ______.

But I digress.

It has been such a long time and as the cruel Stalliongradian Winter begins to take hold, the turmoil in this nation appears only to grow. What regimes rise to power, do not stay in power for long, supplanted by one of many rebel groups that ______________. At the time of this writing I am huddled in the ________ of Moscolt, finding my reporting services highly in demand, I believe the rebel groups expect me to churn out ______ for their causes.

I hold out hope this conflict can end soon, hopefully with victory of a Pro-_______ force. As it stands, I and my bodyguard have fallen in with the _______ Movement. With hope we'll soon be reporting in the company of their Chief Lieutenant, a person they call "Antlers".

I wish you the best,

Trenderhoof.

P.S I apologize for the black bars, the ______ new regime set up a Ministry of _______. I'll see about bribing the customs officers, note: They like Chocolate.
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>Actarius
"JJ"
'Arana'
[???]
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>I'm telling you, I seriously saw her do it.

"Nu uh!"

>Totally happened.

'NU UHHHH!'

>Unhinged her jaw and shoved the whole thing right in.

"That's amazing! Maybe I can ask her to show me how she does that, could you imagine how much I could stuff in my mouth if I could do that?"

'It's not the jaw part that's got me confused, it's the whole 'cake' part. You're not supposed to eat cake whole, you're supposed to cut it up into tiny pieces and then eat it bit by bit, while dunking it in ice cream!'

>...Just ice cream?

'Yeah?'

"Not, like, ground up bone ice cream or something?"

'That doesn't sound like it would taste very good, and it would have lot'sa bone splinters. Just... you know, ice cream! With milk! Or cream... how do they make ice cream?'

"And Sciderella... ate this?"

'Oh yeah! She loved it! We didn't get to eat it all that often, but MMMM was it good when we did! She would do these little balls of cake and then inject the ice cream right inside, and then use her coagulate to keep it from melting. MMMmmmMMMMM!'

>...That does sound really good.

"Right? I want some, like, yesterday."

[BRRIIIIILLLLLLIANT!]

'ACK!'

>HEY!

Oblivious to the guard snapping into a fighting stance, the orangish blur happily spun the 'disguised' changeling around.

[LITTLE CAKE BALLS FILLED WITH ICE CREAM!? Why are we not selling this right now!? That's so brilliant!]

'Oh... uh, thank you, Mr?'

[Cheese Sandwich, owner of the park, and you little lady are brilliant!]

'Was Momma's idea, actually.'

[Oh? Well then, your mom is getting full credit! What's her name?]

'Sciderella.'

[Huh... could have sworn I heard that name before... but no matter! Sciderella's cakepoppers will be available before the end of the day, and you little lady get first taste!]

'R-really!?'

[Yep! Just keep this ticket and you get to the front of the line!]

'WOW!'

[Thank you again! AND I'M OFF!]

With a very odd *SQUEAK!* Arana was set on the ground, and the party pony was off.

>...

"...Okay, so... uh..."

>I mean, what are the odds your queen is going to hear about-

"High."

>Ah. And then she is going to-

"Yep."

>...Balls.

"Balls indeed, and I know balls."

'I got a golden ticket!'

>Sweetie, don't you think you should have mentioned the whole giant spider monster thing?

'What's that got to do with anything?'

>...Doomed?

"We're doomed."

'Can we go be doomed on the gutpuncher?'

>...

'...I'mma take that as a yes.'
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>Igneous Rock
"Cloudy Quartz"
~~~~~

>Wife, I worry.

"I noticed, your brow has been furrowed deeply all day."

>Has it been?

"I can almost see another slight crease."

>Hm. I will have to watch that, or Maud will notice.

"She is a good emotional reader."

>That she is. But I am worried for our daughter.

"Indeed, that Cheese Sandwich is not a good businesspony."

>I have seen him be happy and cheerful, but he has yet to put his hoof down in any situation.

"Very limp in the spine."

>I wish he was more like that other fellow.

"His high level of wealth, knowledge of financial, zoning and economic infrastructure would be better suited for her line of work, and his political influence would allow for more freedom of where she wants to go, expansion wise.

>She cannot stay here forever. Not to mention he has actual work ethic and a stern resolve.

"Any stallion who will punch out a potential mates father for insulting his daughter cannot be called weak, I will give you. I would do the same."

>Indeed, but unfortunately we must accept that our daughter will run her own path, regardless of which way we wish her to go.

"We have raised her as well as we could, and will always be there for her, but we cannot live her life for her."

>We cannot... still, I just do not like that fellow, his Jeet Kun Do is weak.

"Pathetic, really."

>Perhaps, in time, he will grow into... oh, dear? I do believe this is the last drop on the ride.

"So soon? A pity, this rollercoaster was most exhilarating."

>I was on the edge of my seat the whole ride. Oh well.... wheee.

"Wheee...."

>...This was enjoyable.

"We should do it again."
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