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// The best laid plans 
// Story: Revenge 
// by LeonardRodriquez 
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I heard some mumbling and felt a sharp pressure in my side pressing into me multiple times as I started waking the following morning.

The voice I was hearing was becoming clearer and clearer with every jab in the side it gave me. 

“Hey, Discovery, wake up, it’s time for breakfast.” It was odd how the voice sounded kind of masculine. Wasn’t I supposed to be in Twilight’s library?

I tried to shake the last vestiges of sleep from my head. I then rubbed my eyes awake, opening them to reveal a purple and green scaly creature.

“Gah! Where the buck did you come from?!” I shrieked at the creature.

“From the kitchen” the creature stated. Holy Chrysalis on a cracker, that thing just talked.

I stared in awe at the weird creature in front me. He gave me an odd look and looked like he was going to say something else when we heard hoof steps coming rapidly up the stairs.

“What’s wrong? I heard screaming!” Twilight looked frantically around the room completely missing the purple and green scaly thing right in front of me.

“He scared me!” I pointed a hoof directly in the creatures face so that even her natural obliviousness couldn’t overlook the elephant in the room.

“Spike? How did Spike scare you?” She asked before looking at Spike questioningly. He gave a shrug and she looked back at me for an answer.

“I-I, uh well, I wasn’t expecting to be woken up by this… uh… Spike.” I finished lamely.

“I’m a dragon.” Spike told me, not the least bit amused.

It took me a second to process this new information. “Well that actually makes you infinitely less scary.”

The small dragon stormed off down the steps, mumbling something I couldn’t quite hear. The unicorn on the other hand sighed at his behaviour, before turning back to me with a contemplative look.

“What did you think Spike was? You didn’t know he was a baby dragon?” She asked me.

I looked away from her, feeling my cheeks blush in embarrassment. “Uh, well I thought he was a giant talking lizard. Knowing he’s a tiny dragon though, makes me feel a lot better.” I took a second to think about what I just said, “Which is kind of odd when I think about it.”

Twilight looks at me funny before shaking her head, “All right, breakfast is downstairs when you’re ready.” She informed me before trotting down the stairs after Spike.

I didn’t feel particularly hungry, considering I received two surprise injections of love in one day. However I figured that I should eat to keep up appearances. I walked down the steps and into the kitchen where Twilight was eating a small stack of pancakes. Next to her, Spike was scarfing back what looked to be a ruby.

I see that there is a third plate and make my way over to it. It also has a small tack of pancakes, covered in syrup. This was going to do wonders for my arteries. I sat down and ate about half of my pancakes in relative silence as Spike and Twilight talked about the things they needed to do today. I politely thanked them for the food. (It’s not like it tasted bad, it’s just now I feel like crap)

I trotted out into the mid-morning sun. I guess I slept in a little. Now, I needed to find Carousel Boutique to enact my brilliant plan. I walked down the pathway of the town, trying to find a sign that had anything to do with carousels or boutiques, yet there were surprisingly no signs that mentioned either.

I had to ask for help from a grey earth pony with a black mane and a treble clef cutie mark. She seemed cordial enough. Hopefully she didn’t get in the way of any of my plans. I think I saw her at the party actually… I forget her name though, oh well. I headed over to where I was told to find a building that looked similar to a gigantic stationary carousel. I facehoofed. 

After a bout of self- loathing I looked around the area for a good place to hide. If my plan was to succeed I was going to need to find a hiding place first and foremost. I glanced around the area, but the closest hiding place was a bunch of bushes about thirty meters from the path. They would have to do.


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After an hour or so of work, my trap has been completed. So I heard that this particular pony does not like to get her mane or coat dirty at all, so I based my trap all around making her squirm. 

First, there is a small tripwire that when broken, drops a metal ball. This ball, rolls down the incline of the makeshift ramp I made. Then it comes to an abrupt halt, knocking over a domino, which proceeds to knock over about twenty more dominos until it gets to the next stage of the trap. The last domino will fall, hitting the switch, which will start the mechanized pulley. 

The rope being pulled by the pulley is attached to the door to a birdcage. These particular birds were positioned so that they were in full view of the blueberry muffin placed on a plate that is placed on a small seesaw. The weight of the birds will raise the other end enough to bump into another ball on a ramp. This time, the ball will hit a button on a fan. The fan is attached to a toy boat on wheels, and the wind from the fan will blow the toy boat across the street behind the unsuspecting pony, to hit a stick that is balanced on two wooden blocks. 

Then, the stick will bump into a broomstick, causing it to topple over and hit horizontal lever which will control the scissors. The scissors will then cut the rope launching the pie with the miniature catapult, and landing right where I expect the pony will journey by the time she trips the first wire.

It’s perfect! Nothing could go wrong. All I have to do is wait patiently for her to come out.

Any minute now… She’s about to come out, I can feel it. It’s going to be a while isn’t it?

“Hiya Covey!” a high pitched voice came from right behind me. I turned around, startled by the sudden noise. There I see Pinkamena, looking as bubbly and cheerful as ever. “Whatcha doing there?” she asked, pointing a hoof at a part of my contraption that was close to us.

“Uh, setting a trap.” I mumble still stunned by the mare’s sudden appearance. Wait did I just accidentally tell her the truth again? Damn I hate this mare!

“Oh really?! That sounds like fun!” she exclaimed, “Can I watch too?”

I stare at the pink pony for a moment, trying to read her features, trying to figure out what her game is. Finding nothing either then a giant grin on her face I sighed.

“I guess you can, but be quiet!” I assert as I shuffle over a few inches to let her in the hiding place beside me better.
“Yay!” I feel pinkie’s body getting uncomfortably close to mine. This was going to be torture.

“Hey, Covey.” I heard a whisper in my ear.

“Pinkie what did I say about being quiet?”

“That I should be it… but-“

“But what?! What can be so important that you can’t be quiet? This is a stakeout!” I growl at the pink pony.

“Cause Derpy got your muffin!” She said in a singsong voice. 

At first I was confused, was she talking about—no, she couldn’t be. So why would Derpy… I look towards the middle of my trap to see that a grey mare with a yellow mane with a bubbles cutie mark, who I only met the day before at Pinkamena’s party, was chewing on the remains of the blueberry muffin with a huge grin plastered on her face. She opened her eyes and looked in our direction with a wall-eyed stare and waved at us excitedly before turning around and flying off. 

Well so much for that perfect plan. Ruined by the derped one. Note to self, don’t include muffins in future plans.

“Well Pinkamena, it looks like my trap failed so--” I was interrupted by a pie being splattered onto my face, knocking me into the party pony. I quickly get off her and search around for what hit me with the pie, before I notice that the catapult had fired. I stared at the catapult and tried to judge the path which the pie would fly through the air once more. I mentally facehoof, While it is true that the catapult was right on target, because of where I was hiding I was now in the catapult’s direct line of fire. Note to self number two, double check to make sure you aren’t hiding in the line of fire of any projectiles.

I noticed that there was giggling right beside me, and looked to see that Pinkamena was indeed laughing her flank off. I rolled my eyes at the mare. I wasn’t in the mood for her shenanigans.

“Hey, you’ve got some pie on your face still, here.” Pinkamena stated before giving the side of my face covered in pie one huge lick.

“Ewww…” I couldn’t help but groan as the tongue rubbed against my fur. It felt so weird. I don’t know how ponies can stand being so furry.

Pinkamena giggled once more at my outburst before she looked over my shoulder and gasped.

“Hey, it’s Rarity! I’m gonna go say hi, it was nice pranking with you Covey!” She said to me so fast it took me a moment to register, it took me even longer to register the following hug and affection that came with it. I once again found myself awkwardly standing there trying to process why this pony was giving me so much affection. I was broken out of my thoughts however by Pinkie’s voice.

“So Rarity, where are you off to?” She asked as she hopped alongside the white unicorn. 

“I’m just going to pick up some extra bolts of cloth dear, it really isn’t a big thing.” She replied, flipping her hair and seeming to ignore the constant bouncing the pony beside her was doing.

“Oh, can I come anyway? I just remembered that I needed to wish Cottony a happy early anniversary.” The pink pony asked in excitement.

“Of course dear, I’d love the company.” Rarity said.

At which point she tread over the tripwire, snapping it in two. I watched as the trap starts to take place ending with the cage opening and the birds flying out and fading into the blue sky.

I couldn’t restrain the frustration I was feeling. “Oh come on!” I screamed. Luckily Rarity and Pinkie seemed to already be too far away to hear my outburst. I sighed and finally came out of my hiding place. It was time to return to the drawing board. 

I slowly walk back towards the library. I had just caught sight of the entrance when I heard a scratchy voice from up above.

“Hey Discovery!” I looked up to see Rainbow was peeking over a cloud. “What are ya up to?”

I look back at the library, and then back up at Rainbow, “Uh… going back to the library?”

“Wow, you must really be an egghead.” She rolled her eyes at me before hopping off the cloud and slowly flying down towards me. She landed right in front of me.

I pointed at her with my hoof. “What’s that supposed to mean? My head looks nothing like an egg!” It shouldn’t anyway… I’ll have to double check to see if I got my proportions correct.

Rainbow let out a laugh. I frowned, not seeing what was so funny.

“I meant that you seem to like books a lot, like Twi.” She was still chuckling at my mistake. I give myself another mental facehoof.

“So, Rainbow, did you need something?” I asked her.

“Nah,” she waved a hoof in the air, “I just was wondering if you wanted to hang out or something.” 

I thought about it for a moment. You know, this might just be an opportunity to find out what her weakness is… I’ll get back to Rarity later.

“Sure, I guess I can.” I try to say nonchalantly. 

“Awesome,” She replied before lifting off into the air, only to turn around when I wasn’t following and adding, “Come on.”

I took off after the blue and rainbow coloured pony, and her leading me through the sky towards her place. I had to fly faster just to keep up with the mare. Even at a leisurely pace she was faster than me. Or maybe I was just out of shape.

When we finally got to her house, she opened the door to let me in. I landed on the clouds and walked into her home.