Responsible adulting and the journey to the dim side · 3:10pm Apr 23rd, 2017
“Oh look, they didn’t even make it till dinner,” Tarnish said in a low, soft whisper while he gestured over at the little fuzzy (and one scaly) bodies piled on the couch. “We should do something to mess with them.” Turning his head, he began checking for approval amongst the various ponies present in the living room.
“Oh no,” Lemon Hearts moaned, shaking her head. “I would be wrong to violate their trust. We shouldn’t mess with them.”
It was too late though, Tarnish seemed determined on his course of action and with Maud at his side, looking up at him, pranking seemed inevitable. Trixie remained neutral, while Twinkleshine showed some mild interest. Lemon, soft hearted, focused her attention on Maud, and then began to plead with her, trying to appeal to her maternal side.
“Maud, how could you?” Lemon whispered.
“It’s easy,” Maud deadpanned. “I squirted that out from my loins”—she gestured at Pebble—“and now it is complicated to have satisfying coitus with my husband without her interfering somehow. She must pay. Megara will also be guilty of this crime, no doubt, so I consider this a preemptive strike.”
Hearing this made Lemon’s mouth drop open into a round ‘O’ of horror.
Sleeping the sleep of the innocent, Sumac’s ear twitched, which made Tarnish as well as Maud go both silent and still. Octavia now stood beside Maud, and the two mares exchanged a knowing look with one another, then looked down at the sleeping form of Megara. Vinyl sealed their fate by placing a soundproofing spell over the couch, and the albino mare gave Tarnish what could only be described as a soul chilling wicked grin.
“We could learn something here,” Trixie said to Twinkleshine.
Nodding, Twinkleshine replied, “Indeed.”
“So, what is the plan?” Octavia seemed rather giddy and was bouncing in place.
“Balloons,” Tarnish replied with a nod. “Balloons.”
With an explosion of confetti, Pinkie Pie appeared, and nopony did so much as batted their eyelids. She smooched Tarnish on the cheek once, because she appeared somehow in the shadow he cast, then she greeted her sister Maud with a kiss, and offered Octavia a gentle rub on her side. With a crazy look in her blue eyes, Pinkie looked down at the sleeping foals.
“Did somepony say ‘balloons?’” Pinkie bounced in place, flexing her knees, and her voice became an excited squeal. “Did I miss dinner? Sorry I’m late, I was helping Twilight cheer up Adventus. He has the holiday sads.”
“We were just about to have a little before-dinner entertainment.” Octavia pulled Pinkie Pie into a tight, warm hug, which Pinkie returned. “Poor Adventus. Perhaps tomorrow Lemon Hearts and I will go and visit him. A little music along with some tea and sympathy might set him straight.”
With her hind leg, Pinkie Pie scratched behind her ear—after a few strokes, a whole mess of balloons fell out of her mane and down to the floor. Tarnish snatched one up, used a little magic, inflated it, and tied it off. Grinning in the worst way possible, he began rubbing the balloon up and down his chocolate-brown hide, generating static. Once he had sufficient static, he let out what could only be described as an evil chortle, then held the balloon over Pebble’s head.
When he relaxed his magic, the balloon shot down to Pebble and clung to her head with the crackle of static electricity. Pinkie was busy with her own balloon magic, inflating balloons and tying them off with a multitude of squeaks. When she had one finished, she passed it to her sister Maud, who began rubbing it up and down her neck. This made Maud’s mane began to stand up and little arcs of lightning could be seen around her ears.
While her husband continued his evil chuckle, Maud stuck the balloon to Sumac’s side, which rose and feel with each breath he took. Trixie was laughing now, and so was Twinkleshine. The pair of them crept closer to the couch with the intent to join the mayhem. Trixie picked up a blue balloon, and Twinkleshine found a pink one on the floor.
“Join us,” Tarnish said to Lemon Hearts, “join us and begin your journey to the dim side.” He finished up a balloon and stuck it to Megara, who had Boomer curled up in her forelegs.
“I don’t know if I should.” Lemon Hearts shook her head. “I suppose a little innocent prank couldn’t hurt anything, right?”
“Be one of us, Lemon.” Octavia’s voice was pure silk and she made an inviting come-hither gesture at the lemony yellow mare. “This is unbelievably fun. It’s the reason why Vinyl and I wanted one of our own, so we could have the opportunity to mess with it every chance we had.”
“Oooh.” Lemon let out a squeal and shook her head as she took her first step towards the dim side. “I can’t believe I’m about to help the Dark Lord Flornicator carry out his nefarious plans. What I have I become—”
“Dark Lord Flornicator?” Tarnish’s ears splayed out sideways. “Did you just call me a floral fornicator?”
Pausing, Lemon nodded and looked apprehensive.
Tarnish handed Lemon an inflated balloon and let out an evil laugh. “Now join us, little Lemon… join us or die! Mwahahahahahahah!”
Celestia needs to be made aware of this evil at once, so it can be purged with holy fire and sunlight! 
You're kidding right? Celestia would just join in.
I like a good non-malicious prank. There's a special sort of satisfaction in seeing someone walk into a room or wake up and be for the briefest of moments consumed by total bewilderment.
Thank god my parents don't do this to me. I was good kid, when noises are heard in bedroom, just play video games and forget about it.
His plans are too inflated.
4507165
Join in? I'll bet she started the tradition! Well, she and Luna both....
You wrote "dim" and my cock stiffened.
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Yeah, wrong story. This is a teen rated story, so that really doesn't apply.
4507448 I'd love to at least have Dim's character meet Tarnish or Sumac at some point, or even Flicker. Oh man, Dim and Flicker going head-to-head would be a lovely scene. I believe that Dim's character would be strengthened by juxtaposing him with one of your more Neutral-Good characters. Cheers!