Unforeseen Consequences - Cherrywood's big adventure (pt. 3)

>”*My childreeeeeen! Wheeeeere are yoooouuu my loved ones!*” Oh dude, OH MAN! I could see her! There she was! Coming out from the dark forest was a very, very, VEEEEERY thin mare that was glowing with a blue-ish light…
>And wow! Grandma Umbra was right, she IS wearing a white dress… or I think she is, that mare is too glowy to tell what color the dress is, but even when my night vision may be horrible, I can see that the mare’s dress was in super bad shape…
>And… and… DUDE THAT’S AWESOME! Since those rags are filled with holes, I could see some parts of the weeping mare’s skeleton, and… well… what do I do now?
“Grandma Umbra?”
>”Yes, my dear Cherrywood. The spirit that you see right now is the weeping mare. I know that you have a lot of questions in your mind, but I actually want you to do something for your old grandmother…”
“Y-Yeah, sure, no problem Grandma”
>”*My childreeeeeen! Wheeeeere are yoooouuu my loved ones!*” Hnng… that spirit surely knew how to screech…
> I don’t know why, but grandma gave me this warm smile ”Very well, I want you to close your eyes and focus on the spirit, and then you shall tell me if you can sense any emotions emanating from the weeping mare as well as what they are…” “Hmmm, that sounds… weird, but okay!”
>Close your eyes Cherrywood and focus… keep your mind free of any thought like you do at school… just focus on the weeping mare and avoid thinking about how cool she looks with skeleton parts popping out… and AAAAAAH! SHUT UP MIND! I’M TRYING TO FOCUS!
>”*My childreeeeeen! Wheeeeere are yoooouuu my loved ones!*” Grrrr! This would be easier if that mare could shut up for a minute!
>But ‘kay… as Sister Eris always says, whatever…. because I-I’m actually feeling something! Yay! Now let’s focus even more! hnng…. Hnnng!
“Aaaaaah!”
>”Cherrywood! What’s wrong my dear child!”
“T-That mare, I-I mean that ugly spirit is pure hate, like, she feels nothing but hate towards everypony! A-And isn’t she supposed to be looking for her lost foals?! I-I don’t understand! I thought that she would be feeling something like, I dunno, sadness or loneliness… but she’s filled with hate, hate and what’s that feeling when you are like “meh” about everything?…”
>”*My childreeeeeen! Wheeeeere are yoooouuu my loved ones!*” And that cry is starting to get old… and annoying, like REAAAALLY ANNOYING!
>”Indifference, my dear child…” Well… at least Grandma Umbra is as confused as me “Err… Pardon me for not congratulating you on reading that spirit. That is an ability that only a few members of our family can do, it’s just that… I got the same reading, I-I would be lying if I expected this”
>Yeah, me neither, still that dummy colt back home would get really flustered if I had just said “Oh, the weeping mare is a jerk, I guess that we can go home now and have some pancakes”
>”*My childreeeeeen! Tell meee where they aaaare*” Ugh, at least she said something new this time
>Nope! He would have thought things and somehow deduced why she’s like “I hate everypony but I also don’t care about anything dude” and if he can somehow deduce a lot of stuff, I can too! Well… at least I have to try, right?
“W-Well, Anon always tells me to analyze things and… it makes sense if you think about it… I-I mean, the story said that she hated everypony and everything that crossed her path, so the hate part I understand… but the indifference… well… it kinda makes sense when you reaaaally think about it”
>”I don’t know about that, my dear Cherrywood. While your argument about her hatred is reasonable” Awwww! Grandma Umbra thinks that I’m a dummy! Well, I’m going to show her! I’m going to show her that… that… well, I dunno… but I feel like there’s more to this than what the story says
>”One would think that the weeping mare is a spirit who has an overwhelming sorrow and endless sadness inside of her, not- CHERRYWOOD! WHAT IN EQUESTRIA DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!” Duh! I’m walking out of this magical barrier-thingy! Well… I just have to say it in a way that won’t make Grandma Umbra turn me into tiny pony bits…
“Don’t worry Grandma Umbra! I just want to see something!”
>”A-Are you out of your mind?! This circle is the only thing that protects us from that spirit! Come back here in this instant!” I know that Grandma, but I’m sorry…. I-I dunno how can I put it… my cutie mark senses are tingling or something? Eeeeh…
“In a moment…. It’s just that… I’m not so sure that she’s as dangerous as your story makes her out to be”
>”*My childreeeeeen! Wheeeeere are yoooouuu my loved ones! Tell meee where they aaaare*” Shut up, Shut up, Shut up, Shut up, Shut up, Shut up! SHUT UP!
>”I said come here! That is an order young lady!” Well… Grandma was hyper angry… and I know that this might be a dumb move, but… but dunno, I just feel like I MUST ask the weeping mare something
>So, I’m soooo going to get grounded for this, but… eehhhh… let’s just do this…
“Nope!”
>Aaaand… awww that was lame! I wanted to see a magical barrier shattering, or an explosion, or something cool happening when I stepped out of the circle… but nothing happened! Laaaame!
>Eeeeh… maybe I did something wrong, maybe I had to yell like one of those dummies that you see in comics “YOU CAN’T STOP ME GRANDMOTHER!” or something like that… hmmm, what if I… try…
>”*My childreeeeeen! Wheeeeere are yoooouuu my loved ones! Teeeell me wheeeere they aaaare! Teeeeell me or I will claaaim your soooooouuuul!*” oh… right, the weeping mare was still here…
“H-Hi…”
>”Cherrywood Bellemare! Get back he- Don’t do anything reckless! I will cast an incantation so that spirit can’t hurt you! Don’t you worry my dear child! Everything is going to fine, I swear!” I probably should hop back to the magical circle of awesomeness, but…
“Yo! Check this out, Grandma! The weeping mare has no eyes! It’s just a pair of glowing orbs! And her breathe smells like Mr. Discord’s! Kekeke~! This is awesome! She’s even uglier when you get close!”
>”W-What did you say about me, you insolent brat?!” W-Wait… what did the weeping mare say?
“What did you say?”
>”You heard me! Do you think that is easy to look young and pretty after 1,200 years, hmmm?! Well, lemme tell you something, it isn’t!”  I… I knew that there was more to what this spirit let out but… I didn’t see this one coming, no sir… “Pfff! And why do you talk garbage about me when you have that walking mummy behind you?!”
>Oh she didn’t! I don’t care how powerful, or evil or ancient that spirit may be, but nopony, NOPONY insults Grandma Umbra like that!
>”Cherrywood! Do not listen to the spirit’s words! She is just trying to confuse you so she can-“ Nope! I’m sorry grandma, but we’re doing this!
”What did you call my grandma, you stinky, ugly, dummy jerk?!”
>”A mummy! And even that is being generous; I have seen walking corpses who look better than that collection of wrinkles over there! And c’mon! Look at that dress! Just look at it! Even a rodeo clown wouldn’t wear something like that!”
“Hey! That dress is a family heirloom, you big jerk!”
>”Pfffff! Then I guess that you come from a family of loonies!” Grrrr! How dare she to laugh at my family’s tradition with that nasal laughter! If she wasn’t a spirit, I would beat her ugly flank!
“Oh yeah?! Says the mare whose dress is filled with holes and mud! And you reek like wet garbage! I bet that’s why nopony ever wanted to be near you!”
>”Yes! Thank you! I am very proud of my smell…” That nasal laughter… I so want to kick this mare in this face “I have been using this tactic for hundreds of years to keep squeaky brats like you away! But I guess that you are too much of a creepy weirdo for that!”
“*HISSS* AT LEAST I HAVE EYES YOU BOOTLEG GHOST! YOU AIN’T SCARY! YOU ARE JUST DUMB AND LAME!”
>”What did you say?! I am the scariest ghost in the entire region! Ponies tremble when they look at me! Foals have nightmare about me! I am the most terrifying thing in-“ Shut up, shut up!
“You wouldn’t scare a newborn foal even if you tried! The only thing that is scary about you is that ugly dress and those grass blades that you call mane! Even a frickin’ changeling has a better mane than you, and they are all bald!”
>”What could a brat like you even know about fashion?! Nothing I say!” Ewwww! She tried to groom her mane and like a thousand flies come off of it! Like, is her mane made off of rotten noodles or something?! Sheesh! “Now go away and play with your dumb toys and that zombie in the weird dress!”
“Maybe I will! And you know why? Because even my rubber duck is spookier than you! And, and you call Grandma a zombie?! HAH! I BET THAT YOU WOULD LOVE TO BE A ZOMBIE! AT LEAST YOU WOULD SCARE A COUPLE OF DUMB TEENS THAT WAY!”
>”You don’t know anything about what makes something scary! That’s why I hate kids nowadays! They don’t know anything about anything! They’re all just a bunch of squeaky brats!”
>”*HISSSS* My special talent is about scary stuff you worm brain! I know more about being spooky and scary than you ever will!”
>”My dear child! Stop with this nonsense and come back to the circle immediately! This is not worth it” O-Oh, yeah Grandma was here… maybe I should listen to her…
>”Yeah! Listen to the mummy, its way past your bedtime!” OR MAYBE NOT! I AM SO GOING TO GRIND THIS SPIRIT TO DUST! NO! LESS THAN DUST! NOT EVEN ANON’S WEIRD MACHINES WILL BE ABLE TO PIECE THE WEEPING MARE TOGETHER AFTER I’M DONE WITH HER!
“*HISSSS* NEVER! I WON’T LET MS. SPAGHETTI MANE TO WIN! AND I THINK I’M STARTING TO ENJOY MY ANGER! *HISSSSS*”
>”CHERRYWOOD BELLEMARE! You shall come back into the magical barrier in this instant or you will face serious consequences! Is that clear young lady?!” G-Grandma’s face was red and she was shaking harder than a wet dog… O-Oh dear…
“B-But she called you-“
>”I don’t care what a third rate apparition called me! You shall not lower yourself to that mare standard! So come back here, NOW! *HIIIISSSS*” AAAAAAAH! Grandma’s hissing was scarier than mom’s!! It didn’t even sound like bat pony, more like a dragon or something like that! Awesome! But I probably should listen to her…
“O-Okay, Grandma! S-Sheesh, you didn’t have to get so angry”
>”When we get back home, we are going to have a serious conversation about your lack of manners” Eeeep! I’m so going to get grounded now! “But for now, let’s take care of this poor imitation of a spirit!”
>”Awww! The poor little baby has to go back home?” Grrrr! Yeah, let’s get rid of this bootleg spirit and her nasal laughter! “AHAHAHA! Serves you right for… for… DID THAT DUSTY OLD SKELETON JUST CALLED ME A THIRD RATE SPIRIT?! Do you even know who you’re talking to?!”
>”Yes, you are the weeping mare, a spirit that has supposedly haunted the Manehattan forests for centuries. How disappointing is to see that the protagonist of such a sad tale turned out to be nothing but a spoiled kid” Grandma’s eyes… her face, her posture, she doesn’t look old, at least not right now… she looks like… like mom when she’s about to face the bad guys…
>”A kid you say?! Hey old hag! If you haven’t noticed it, I’m waaaaaay older than you! So get off of your high saddle, will ya?” H-Hey, why is the weeping mare walking this way? “In fact, lemme help with you with tha-aaaaah!” Yo! The weird magical circle worked! It zapped the spirit… even though I couldn’t see any barrier popping out…
“KeKeKe~! Take that you noodles for mane!”
>And that bootleg ghost didn’t look so happy that she got her flank zapped by Grandma’s ELECTRICAL ANTI-LAME GHOSTS SHIELD! ”WHAT THEY HAY IS YOUR PROBLEM?! Casting a barrier shield?! Hmph! No respect for hard working spirits these days!”
>”A barrier shield you say? Not only you are disgusting, but you also lack brain power. Do you think that we are unicorns? Is your vision so poor that you can’t see the bat wings that we have?” Grandma was now giggling, but… it didn’t feel like she was having fun, more like, she was toying with the weeping mare “Hmmm, I don’t know why that surprised me, after all, you have already proven to be a disappointment. One can’t expect that somepony as pitiful as you could know that this is just a simple purifying incantation…”
>”That’s still cheating! You are nothing more than a couple of cheaters! You guys aren’t worth my time! I mean, c’mooooon! A senile old mare and her squeaky little pet monkey!? Puh-lease!” Egh… this dummy is starting to give me a headache…
>But still… something here doesn’t fit. Like yeah, it is super lame that the weeping mare turned out to be the biggest scam this side the Manehattan region, but there was some holes in here, I dunno if Grandma could see ‘em, but I definitely could…
“Hey, worms for brains! Before I kick your flank so hard that my hooves become your new cutie mark, I have a question for ya!”
>”Eeeeeeeh? The squeaky monkey has a question for my scary self? Well ain’t that the peaches?! HAHAHAHA! I’m sure that you realized how terrifying I am and now you want to ask for your mommy! Well, guess what?! There will be no mercy for squeaky brats like you! AHAHAHAHAH!” Sheesh, this gal is dumb, like reaaaallly dumb…
“Eeeh… no… I was actually wondering two things. Like, your story says that you have been looking for your long lost foals for like, a veeery long time now, you even screeched that a lot before you became a full jerk, so what’s up with that? Aren’t you worried about them anymore? Oh! And before I forget… I thought that you were a super old spirit, as in, you lived before Princess Luna got banished to the moon, so why do you speak like a dumb teen then?”
>”Who? Oooooh, you mean those pesky little brats?” Why… why did she shrug? Why was she talking about them with so much hate in her ghostly heart? “They never got lost, that’s a story that I made up to get some attention, the true story is that they decided to live with that goody two shows of their father instead of me… and after they left, I had to make a living off of something, you know? Charity can give you tooooons of good stuff, especially when the Princesses gets involved… but eh, I guess that ponies stop caring after a while…buncha jerks”
“You… YOU! You are the worst pony I have ever met! You are horrible! You are dumb, and a jerk and your mane looks like cat barf! You don’t even deserve that I kick your flank from here to eternity, you don’t deserve anything!”
>Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?! So the story was a sham too?!
>”Meh, I had my fun in fooling those ponies, and after I became a spirit, I had soooo much fun scaring ponies and taking some souls for me to mess with… I guess that could answer your other question. I love, and I mean loooove scaring young brats who are so stupid as to come to the forest to have a romantic evening or whatever, I suppose that their lingo just stuck with me”
>”Pathetic, you are utterly pathetic…” Grandma Umbra… she was angry, but not like when she gets with me… this time she looked… threatening “I can’t believe that scum like yourself could even exist. You are not worth of even the disgusting rags that you are wearing; I’m sure that even the worms that feast on your brain feel ashamed of themselves”
>”… Okay… that’s it… I’m going to take your souls and play hoofball with ‘em” Don’t get me wrong, getting my soul taken away do stinks… but it was hilarious that this jerk didn’t have a comeback this time.
>”Fine by me, better spirits than you have tried and failed to do the same” Wooooow! The weird jewels were now spinning in mid-air and glowing super hard! And Grandma…
“H-Hey Grandma Umbra! What is going on? Why is everything lighting up? And why is the wind blowing so frickinglish hard? Oh wait! I know! This is an incantation or something like that, right?!”
>”You are correct my dear Cherrywood!” Coool! Now Grandma Umbra’s voice had an echo! “I am done with wasting my time with this thousand year old imbecile!”
>”Ooooh?! So you looked at a mirror or something, old hag?!” Dude, the weeping mare was glowing too! Well… more than before “AHAHAHAHA! You made a terrible mistake! But don’t worry; you will have an eternity to regret your stupidity once your souls are mine!”
>”You shall not do such thing! Oh spirit whose soul has been wandering the land of the living aimlessly, hear my call. I am Umbra Elegance and the moon is my guide…” W-Wait… something is happening, everything is still glowy and weird… but something else was happening, I can juuuust feel it “Your time in the plain has run out, the land of the dead claims for your soul, it is time for you to finally rest, may the moon guide in you en every step…”
>And… And… Holy crackers! The weeping mare was starting to disappear! ”AHAHAHAHAHA! Are you so terrified of me that now you are reciting lame poems?! Now this is rich! Enjoy having your souls remo- huh? W-Wait! W-What is going on?!” Oh, c’mon! Did you seriously notice that you were becoming ghost smoke just now?! How dense can this mare get?!
>”Even with all your years of “experience”, you still don’t know what an exorcism is? As I said, you are utterly pathetic, but worry not, because you can continue being pathetic in the land of the dead…”
>”WHAT?! No! NONONONONONO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
>”May you find peace in your new journey…” And with that… the weeping mare turned into gold dust…
“So long, jerk!”
>”Cherrywood Bellemare!” Eeeep! Now what did I do wrong?! “That mare might have been a despicable pony in both life and death, but even she deserves some respect. We don’t know why the weeping mare turned out to be this way, why her heart became so filled with hatred… but the least we could do, is to offer a pray so she repents from her past mistakes”
“But… Awwww… you’re right Grandma… sheesh, to be honest with ya, before meeting Anonny and Mr. Discord and Sister Eris, I… I was so lonely that I was starting to hate everypony and I felt like maybe I wasn’t supposed to be happy, like maybe I was too much of a weirdo to be liked by anypony”
>Why… Why did I feel like crying all of the sudden? T-that part of me was long gone, so why-?
>”There, there my dear child…” Grandma’s hug… I… I couldn’t say that I didn’t want this… I think that I needed something like this… “I can sense the sadness and fear that lingers in your heart. Worry not my dear Cherrywood, you will never end up like the weeping mare, you have a family who loves you and for what it seems, you now have wonderful friends. You have nothing to fear my child”
“I… I suppose… mmmm… I think… I think that I want to go back to your spooky house now…”
>”Very well, then let’s offer a pray for that mare so we can return home. And tomorrow, I could teach you some incantations, would you like that?”
“Y-Yeah! I would love that!”
>And so, me and grandma gave a little pray so the weeping mare could stop being a jerk and for her children and husband to forgive her. And after that, me and Grandma Umbra returned home… I do hope that everypony back in Canterlot is doing fine…
>Still, now that I think about it… What was that deal between my dumb uncle and the dumb Blueblood all about? Meh… as if those two could cause any trouble…