Chapter 16: Too Loud For Pinkie
The town is now bustling with energy once everypony in town as the event draws closer. It also seems that the guest list is slowly growing with every hour. To Twilight’s horror her home had become ground zero for the performance. Spike is slowly hurling more and more magical scrolls and letters out from his dragon flame, causing much anguish for the little dragon. Twilight is now reading all the letters and scrolls while ponies are walking into the library to tell Twilight that they had brought even more friends to watch the show.
“Twilight….I can’t take this anymore. My tummy hurts…..” Spike could only say his displeasure with a hoarse voice. Pinkie sure knows how to make things even more troublesome than it truly is. All that Twilight needs now is to make it casual but yet classy enough for everyone to be happy about it. Meanwhile the rest are now discussing how they should go about this unexpected event.
“So shall we just play a few classic tune, or should we just play some of our own tunes?” Octavia is now asking everyone else. Spike and Applejack are deep in thought as they try to brainstorm about their impromptu performance. On the table in front of them are several list of songs and some song sheets to help them in this endeavor.
“I think we should have a mix between the two, that way it will not be truly boring I guess. ” Spike reasoned.
“Fair enuff. Anyhow Ah guess we could just pick some easy ones, so that we could wing it if things do come down to that and stall for time. Pinkie sure know how to make us rush like them cow stampedes.” Applejack then points to some of the song lists, which are relatively simple for everyone to play on their first try. Octavia nods as she understood the concept of making things simpler would help in improvising a song. It was then that Granny Smith came back with some apple fritters and some apple tea for the trio. As they were clearing some of the music sheets and list for Granny Smith to put their stuff, it is now time for Granny Smith to ask them something.
“Speaking about making party arrangements….where is Pinkie?” Immediately, everypony begins looking around the room to find the cause of this whole series of event. Octavia could only wonder what she had let out from the can, and wonder if Pinkie knew anything about this as well.
Twilight was also wondering about the pink pony when she heard a loud burp. When will he ever learn some manners, Twilight shakes her head as she laments in her mind. As she trots towards the kitchen, she noticed that Spike is just sitting on the dining chair with a rather perplexed look on his face. It was then that she noticed that Spike is holding a a particular scroll in his claws. Twilight immediately used her magic to levitate the note towards her and she noticed that the scroll has the royal seal on it. Wondering what is going on, she opens the scroll and read it.
Dear Twilight Sparkle,
I have heard about Pinkie’s jazz band, and I would like to come to Ponyville with the dignitaries for the upcoming Grand Summit of Nations. By the way, Cadence and Shining Armor will be coming with the summit member
s.
Yours Truly,
Princess Celestia.
When Twilight finished reading the letter, her mind was literally blown out of the water letter resulted in Twilight mumbling and stuttering. Spike could only see Twilight’s eyes are swirling in disbelief before Spike throws a pillow down on the floor. Immediately, Twilight faints and drops her head on the floor unconscious, with Spike’s pillow landing right where Twilight’s head would fall. Once Twilight is knocked out, Spike decides to gather those that are in this jazz thing together and break the news of their royal surprise. And oh my, what a surprise it is.
“Say what?” Octavia said goofily when she heard that Princess Celestia had asked them to perform as the entertainment for the Grand Summit of Nations party. Octavia had always wanted a big break for her musical career, but when her break came in such a sudden manner she could not help but to feel…..stunned. Mr. Coltrane whistles a sound of respect, while Granny is now looking at Applejack to see her response. Applejack’s flabbergasted expression is all that everyone need in the room to realize that their show had went from a little gig to a real performance, and a really classy one at that.
“How…HOW IN THE HAY DID CELESTIA HEARD ABOUT US ANYWAY?” Applejack’s exclamation is indeed a very logical train of thought, but then Princess Celestia is as mysterious she is frightening.
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Pinkie is now in her room, looking at her pet alligator. It has been a while since she had spent time with her pet, and she felt bad about it. Even though the alligator did not show it, but it does feel a little lonely without the cheerful pony paying a lot of attention to it let alone spending enough time in their dwelling.
“So what shall we do Gummy?” The only response that the alligator could give her is his usual vacant expression. Of course Pinkie has been with the alligator all his life, and could understand when he feels excited. He is literally very excited right now, but how she knows this is anyone’s guess. Heck, even the author would pay a fortune to know which expression is which. It was then that something odd happened.
The stealthy appearance of a butterfly was not noticed by the pink pony and her pet, and it fluttered in silence into the room. As it landed upon a red button on a square object, a large bout of smoke came out from the box. Pinkie wondered why there is so much smoke inside the room, and then she realized something. She had forgotten to return the Basscannon to Vinyl and it has been sitting around in her room for a while now. She turned around and she could see a bright blue glow.
“Oh.” That was Pinkie’s last response before the light envelops her.
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“Hey y’all hear that?” Applejack asked. Soon enough everyone in the room could hear that unmistakable sound. Mr. Coltrane is now looking at everyone, confused over their rather pale expressions. Octavia, the pony that knows that unnatural sound the most voiced out her fears.
“Basscannon.” Octavia muttered. Immediately all the ponies are rushing out from the library, trying to trace the sonic disturbance of Ponyville. Unfortunately for Spike, he is rendered immobile from the letters that are still coming through his dragonflame. As soon as they stepped out from the library, they could see that the topmost floor of the Sugarcube Corner is no more. A whistling sound is soon heard, and for some reason everypony is now diving for cover. A loud impact confirmed their need for cover and a cloud of dust soon covered everypony.
As the cloud clears, they could see a very frazzled and confused Pinkie now lying down in the crater. In her arms, a rather unfazed and very much alert Gummy is now staring at them. Applejack is the first pony to slide down into the crater and soon enough Twilight also came down to aid the cowpony. Soon enough, Applejack is now climbing her way out from the crater, with the pink pony in tow. Everypony is now looking at Applejack, expecting something from her, and she did not disappoint.
“Let’s bring her inside.” Applejack answered.
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“WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN’T PLAY TONIGHT?!?!?!” Pinkie protested when the others are telling her that she should not play tonight, and indirectly telling her that they should cancel the show tonight. Of course, due to the effects of the basscannon, she is now shouting at them as her hearing is now impaired. It amazes all of them that she is even conscious at all. Nonetheless as a result of the sonic assault, she can only register the most extreme of audio sensations which is a handicap while playing in a band.
“Well, if you can’t even listen to us playing how could you even keep up?” Octavia asked the pink pony. Of course to Pinkie, it sounded like a very muffled mumble.
“SAY WHAT? SPEAK UP OCTY I CAN’T HEAR YA!!!!!!!!”
“I SAID, IF YOU CAN’T EVEN HEAR US PLAY TONIGHT HOW YOU COULD EVEN KEEP UP!”
“I DO NOT WANT TO DISSAPOINT EVERYPONY NOW ESPECIALLY WHEN THERE IS A SHOW TONIGHT!” It was then that Octavia snapped and she stomps her hooves.
“WELL, WE ARE SUPPOSED TO MAKE THIS A JAMMING SESSION NOT A TRUE PERFORMANCE PINKIE! SERIOUSLY PINKIE WE COULD JUST LET IT GO FOR TODAY AND DO IT SOME OTHER TIME! BESIDES WE ARE SUPPOSED TO BRING OUR CLOSE FRIENDS, NOT EVERYPONY IN TOWN!”
“BUT!”
“NO BUTS PINKIE, WE ARE CANCELLING THIS THING!” Octavia’s face is now red from all the shouting, while Pinkie’s is a far redder pink than usual. In between these two, the others are now cringing from this shouting contest of sorts. It was then that both of the mares felt a hoof on their shoulders. They turned around to see Mr. Coltrane now looking at them sternly, and his fiery red eyes silenced the two mares to the relief of everypony else.
“There, there now you two….settle down for a second there. We can’t cry over spilled milk now. Now all we had to do is just make things a little more comfortable. Pinkie will not play tonight, but the show goes on y’dig?” The zebra’ss sudden lack of lingo caught everyone a little off-guard. Soon enough, Twilight intervenes and started to talk.
“So….now what Mr. Coltrane?”
“Well, did everyone RSVP?” Mr. Coltrane asked. Twilight nods her head and points towards the poor little dragon that finally stopped spitting out letters from his dragonfire. The old zebra paused for a moment, letting Spike moan before he says his final verdict.
“You play, it is that simple. Besides, it would hurt Spike a lot if we send all the letters back to everypony. And who wants to be sent to the moon or even worse the sun?” Mr.Coltrane’s reply is cool and relaxed, and his voice is aged with that of experience in this sort of matters. Soon enough, the old zebra clops his hooves together and started to bring the two mare under his arm.
“So you cool cats dig this?” But then Pinkie shouted at him, surprising the old zebra.
“WHAT DID YOU SAY? I CAN’T HEAR YOU!” Mr. Coltrane could only facehoof at Pinkie’s response. They really need to fix this or else Pinkie might end up accidentally offending each and every dignitary with her unintentional shouting.
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With a deaf and rather loud pink pony beside them, they decided to go to the hospital to see what they could do about the situation. As they wall waited outside the doctor’s examination area, they could only wonder if she had turned permanently deaf. That would be the worst possible scenario as not only will they have to content with a party pony, but one that will not listen to reason both metaphorically and literally. It was then that the doctor came out from the examination room with a notepad on one hoof.
“So doctor how is she?” Granny Smith asked.
“Well, she is alright but I will have to give her some hearing aid. It is amazing what kind of sonic exposure would require a pony to actually wear a hearing aid while recuperating. We will give it some enforcing spells so that she will be able to hear. I must ask, what is it that put Pinkie in this state?” The doctor is genuinely curious.
“Basscannon.” Octavia deadpanned answer made the doctor nod in understanding. Immediately Pinkie is now walking out from the doctor’s examination room with a smile on her face. She will be able to play after all. But then she noticed everyone except the doctor is now looking at her funny, and soon enough Spike was the first one that started to burst hysterically in laughter before everypony else laughed to their heart’s content. Pinkie is definitely confused until the doctor handed her a mirror. She looked at herself in the mirror and she noticed the atrocious things that are on her ears.
The hearing aids are rather large and round, with the dark grey disk surrounding her hear made her look like a mouse. Pinkie would want to laugh at herself, but then she realized that she would have to wear this for the time being until her hearing is back. She could only facehoof as she realized all of these things in a split second.