Twilight Sparkle were busy decorating her house for the upcoming Nightmare Night. Her assistant Spike was helping Rarity with something. She could not remember with what, but she was certain it had something to do with gems.
“Just a little more spiderweb and a few more plastic bats.” She murmured to herself as she decorated. “I should ask Fluttershy for some real bats. That would be a really creepy!” She walked in front of her house to get a good look at it. She was happy with her creation, but she wanted to hear some second opinions.
“HEY RAINBOW DASH!”
“Zzzzzz. *Hick* Huh? *YAWN!* What is is Twilight?” Rainbow mumbled.
“Can you look at the decorations I have hanged up in order to spook up the library for Nightmare Night. It will just take a moment and I want some feedback!”
Rainbow lazily peeked over her cloud and down at the library. “It looks awesome.” She fluffed up the cloud and put her head to rest.”
“Rainbow! You didn't even look!” Twilight said with a hint of annoyance in her tone.
*Grumble* Rainbow poked her head through her favorite napping cloud and pretended to look at the library. “Yeah, yeah. It looks awesome.” She pulled her head back and plugged the hole she had created. “Zzzzzzzz!”
“You forgot to open your eyes genius!” Twilight decided to take matter into her own hooves. She focused her magic onto Rainbow’s cloud and slowly pulled it down to the ground. Just as she was about to wake her friend. A mischievous idea came to mind. “Hehehe.” Twilight pulled the cloud and the sleeping Dash inside.
Twilight got a bowl from her kitchen cabinet and filled it with warm water. “I have always wanted to know if this works.”
She put Rainbow’s hoof into the bowl and took a seat across the room.
She teleported a teacup from the kitchen and with the flick of her hoof she filled it. “I’m so happy Zecora taught me that!” Twilight grabbed a notepad. “Now we play the waiting game. Note to self I’m doing this in the name of science and not for fun. Well maybe a little bit for the fun, but mostly science!”
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Meanwhile over at Fluttershy’s cottage.
“Sit still, Discord! You want to look scary for Nightmare Night right?” Fluttershy said enthusiastically.
“No!” Said a very bored Discord.
“Don’t be like that! Rarity and I worked hard on this costume, so the least you can do is wear it.” She said as harshly as she could. Meaning that she sounded a little tiny bit annoyed.
“I don’t see the point of this. I can shape-shift into whatever I want. So what is the point of making me wear this ridiculous…...ehhh, whatever you call it costume.”
“You know it’s a manticore costume and you look great in it.”
“A manticore? Wow……..and here I was thinking that you had dressed me up to look like the author of this story, but then again it’s too good looking to be that guy!” Out of nowhere a brick materialized and hit Discord in the head.
Discord nonchalantly moved a few inches to the left. “Missed me! I can read the text too, you know!” Discord shouted.
Fluttershy had gotten used to that Discord from time to time would mentioned this Author guy. So she ignored him as she tried to fasten the wings onto his back properly.
“OWW! Careful back there! I’m supposed to be a manticore not a pincushion!” Discord said.
*Sigh* “Well if you’d stop moving around so much! Then this would be a lot easier!” Fluttershy was getting increasingly annoyed with the way was Discord was acting. “Here play with this!” She handed him a table tennis racket with an already attached ball.
*Bop* “This *Bop* is *Bop* not *Bop* fun *Bop* at *Bop* all!” *Bop,bop,bop*
“Discord can you please act your age for once?”
Discord ears perked up and a wicked grin spread across his face. “Do you honestly want me to act my age?”
“Yes I believe it would be a nice change of pace around here. After all you spent a thousand years in stone, so you should have quite the patience.”
Discord stroked his beard menacingly. “Well, Fluttershy. I’m kind of immortal and I got no clue how old I will get, but I do know that my current age is just a drip in the ocean. So I’ll ask you one more time. Do you really want me to act my age?”
“Yes!” Fluttershy said without thinking, but she quickly realized what he had said. “No Wai-” She was cut of by a bright light and a massive smoke bomb. Discord’s costume sank into itself and Fluttershy could hear the sound of light step skittering across the floor.
“Discord! What are you doin-” *Splat!* Fluttershy was cut of by a cream pie hitting her face. She wiped the cream off her face and saw a very smug little Discord sitting on the armrest of her sofa.
“Hahahaha! That was hilarious!” His new high pitch voice was sharp enough to cut glass. “So Flutter-” Discord Stop dead in his sentence and pulled a rubber duck out of his mouth. He then cleared his throat
“Ahem! La la la la laaaaaaa! There we go. I might be enjoying my new size and all, but I’m not going to sound like a chipmunk.” His voice was back to normal. “Well, Fluttershy. I hav-” He interrupted himself as he saw Fluttershy towering over him.
Fluttershy’s jaw was wide open and her eyes were sparkling. She slowly begun to close her mouth and it formed into a big smile. “Ehhh, Flutters. You okay?” Discord snapped his tiny talon in front of her face a few times. “Great.” Discord rolled his eyes. “I broke her.”
Fluttershy captured him in a big hug. “YOU ARE SO CUTE!” She started kissing him all over his face.
“Ahhh! Cootes! Stop it, Fluttershy!” Discord squirmed like a worm that was about to be put on a hook. He managed to break loose, he jumped into her closet and shut the door.
Fluttershy snapped out of her trance. “Discord! You get out here right now!” She stomped her hoof in the ground.
“Oh I’m so scared. What are you going to do? Spank me? Hahahahaha!” Despite the fact that Discord was inside the closet and his voice should be muffled by the door. Somehow it wasn’t.
Fluttershy could feel her annoyance shift into anger. “I just might!” She tore open the door and jumped into the closet. She searched frantically after Discord, but she was unable to find him. Meanwhile Discord was sitting on the sofa enjoying the view.
He held a tiny pair of binoculars in front of his eyes. “That plot.” He put the binocular down and pulled out a camera. “Fluttershy could you lift your tail a little?!”
Fluttershy did as she was told and continued her search. Then she heard a noise similar to that of a camera. Her face turned pink as she realized what he just had done.
She turned around and saw Discord holding a picture in front of his face. “Oh, Fluttershy. It’s good to see your face again. I must admit your booty is a real beauty. Do you mind if I share this picture with everyone in town?”
“DISCORD! GIVE ME THAT PICTURE!” She threw herself at the couch and crashed into it, but Discord was nowhere to be seen. She looked all over and saw him sitting inside of a painting. “Discord. If you don’t destroy that picture I’ll-”
“You’ll what? Turn me back into stone? Pshhhh, you wouldn't do that. My dear Fluttershy you have nothing to threaten me with. Hahahaha!” He laughed evilly.
“Discord if you don't give me that picture. I won’t let you taste the chocolate mousse I made for todays afternoon snack.”
“That is so unfair! You know I love your homemade snacks!” Discord blew a raspberry “Sigh. Fine you win.” Discord snapped his fingers and appeared in front of Fluttershy in big puff of smoke. “Here you go, darling, but I don’t understand why you want it so bad. I mean your booty is amazing!”
Fluttershy quickly snatched the photo from him and looked at it. Surprisingly the picture was not of her butt, but instead it was a picture of her dressed up as a pirate and next to her stood a big treasure chest. “Oh, that kind of booty.” She said sheepishly.
“Well of course what did you expect? A picture of your butt or something?”
Fluttershy lowered her head and fidgeted with her hooves. “How about we eat some chocolate mousse?”
“Lead the way, my little buttercup!” Discord jumped up onto her back and made himself comfortable. In his little paw he held a picture of a certain yellow mare’s butt. His eyes glowing menacingly.
They walked over to the kitchen and the smell of chocolate mousse soon flooded the little cottage.
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Meanwhile inside a certain bakery.
Pinkie was running all over said bakery. She was looking for her past Nightmare Night costumes. She walked up from the basement with a very rare sad smile on her face.
She walked into the kitchen. “Mrs, Cake have you seen my chicken costume!?”
Mrs, Cake turned around to face her. “Sorry, Pinkie I have no idea. Have you checked the attic?”
“Yes.” Pinkies sad smile reached a new low point.
“The basement?”
“Yes.” Pinkies ears fell flat against her head. It looked like she was about to cry.
“Pinkie dear. Don’t you want a new costume this year?”
“Yes I do, but that’s the problem! I wanted to use the head of my chicken costume and make a cockatrice costume. And now I can’t find it! Nightmare Night is ruined!” Pinkie broke out in tears.”
Mrs, Cake ran up to Pinkie and hugged her. “Pinkie, Nightmare night is not ruined. I’ll help you look for the costume. Even if we don’t find it I’m sure you can come up with an even better idea. That’s what makes you special. Your creativity is so amazing that it would bring even Discord to his knees.
Pinkie slipped out of Mrs, Cake’s grasp and with the speed of lightning she was gone. “Pinkie!” Mrs, Cake walked out of the kitchen and started looking for her.
Mr, Cake was reading a story to the twins, in the living room. “And then the big bad timberwolf said. “That is just so I can eat you BETTER!” He growled. The twins clapped their hooves, laughing at the silly voices their daddy was making.
Mrs, Cake walked into the living room. “Dear have seen Pinkie?”
“Last time I saw her she went down into the basement. It is a bit strange thought, Pinkie loves story time and she would never miss it on purpose.”
“I’m a little worried, she is upset that she can’t find her chicken costume. She just ran off when I was comforting her.”
Mr, Cake scratched his chin. “Hmmm. I pretty sure that I put the chicken costume in the laundry. Pound cake had a little accident on it.” He glanced over at his son, who was smiling innocently.
“Oh, that’s good. I’ll tell Pinkie when I find her. I hope she is okay. You know how she gets when she get sad.”
“Do I ever. I’ll take the twins to the park! Just in case.”
Mrs, Cake walked upstairs. She found Pinkie sitting in the her room. The lights were off and her mane had gone flat and covered part of her face. She was staring at a picture of Scottalo. “If I can’t find my old one. I’ll just make a new one.” Pinkie whispered to herself. Unaware of the fact that Mrs, Cake was standing behind her.
A knife appeared in her hoof and a wicked grin spread across her face. “I wonder If Rainbow Dash would like to help me make some cupcakes. Heheheheheh!” Her voice lacked emotion and she sounded like a vengeful ghost.
*Gulp* `I need to be careful here.´ Mrs, Cake slowly reached over with her hoof and laid it on Pinkie’s shoulder. “Pinkie, sweetie. My husband put your chicken costume in the washing machine. There is no need to do anything mean to everypony. O- o- okay?”
Pinkie slammed Mrs, Cake onto her back and held her against the floor. Her eyes were screaming bloody murder. Pinkie pushed her up against the wall and slowly raised her hooves.
“Pi-PINKIE! SNAP OUT OF IT!”
Pinkie’s hair poofed back to normal and a big happy smile spread across her lips. She put her hooves around Mrs, Cake neck and hugged her. “Yay! You found my costume” Thank you, thank you, thank you!”
Mrs, Cake drew a breath of relief and stroked Pinkies’ mane. “Are you feeling better now, Pinkie?”
“Yep! Now if you excuse me I got a chicken to decapitate!” With that Pinkie picked up a meat cleaver and happily bounced out of her room and disappeared
Mrs, Cake rose to her hooves and sighed. “Pinkie you will be the end of me, but you are the daughter of my heart and I will always love you and nothing will ever change that.”
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Meanwhile over at Sweet Apple acres.
“Big Mac have you seen your sister today? I need to talk to her.”
“Nope.”
“Well If you see her. Tell her that I want to talk to her.”
“Eeyup!”
Granny Smith patted her grandson on the shoulder and walked back inside. Big Mac shifted the strand of hay he had in his mouth from left to right. `I have not seen Applejack all day. I hope nothing bad has happened. I should try to find her.´
Big mac started walking across the acres. He came across his sister Applebloom and her little friends. They were playing around with a bunch of different costumes. Obviously very excited for the upcoming Nightmare Night.
He walked up to them.
“Hi Mac!” Scottalo said.
“Hi Big brother! Did you need me for something?” Applebloom asked.
“Have you seen your sister today? Granny wants to talk to her.”
“I’m sorry, Mac I have not seen her all day.”
“But, Applebloom. We saw her walking towards the northern acres just moments ago!” Sweetie Bell Squeaked.
Applebloom glanced over at Sweetie. “Sweetie! We were not supposed to say anything!”
Sweetie Bell made herself as tiny as she could. “I’m sorry.” Big mac walked up and laid a hoof on her shoulder.
“Thanks, Sweetie.” He shot his sister a disappointed look. He then proceeded to walk towards the northern acres. `That is odd Applebloom knows better than to lie to me. I’ll have to talk to her later.´
Big max trekked onwards. It did not take long for him to reach the northern acres. He spat out his strand of hay and replaced it with a new one. He was wondering why Applejack would be here at the northern acres.
`Why is my sister out here anyway? If memory serves me right she dislikes the northern acres. I hope that she’s okay.´
He continued walking down the muddy path. A few minutes later he saw Applejack's hat caught on a branch. “Hmm, this is unusual. Jack never leaves her hat…….. Something must have happened to her!” He grabbed the hat and broke out in gallop. “Oh, please be alright little sis.”
Applejack got hit hard in the face and skidded across the ground. Luckily the mud dampened her fall and she quickly climbed to her hooves. Before her stood a zombie wearing the armor of the royal guard.
“Arghhh!” The zombie roared. It swung its hooves at her. Applejack ducked just in the nick of time. The zombie’s hooves slammed into a big appletree. The tree broke in half and one of the zombie’s hooves broke off.
Applejack was breathing heavily. “I don’t…..know…..where…you...came…...from, but I’m going to put you back into whatever grave you rose from! Nopony destroys these apple trees!” She rose onto her front hooves and kicked the zombie with all her strength. “AHHHH!” She roared as her hooves came in contact with it.
A sickening snapping noise was heard. The zombies head had dislocated and was dangling by its spine. “Ehhhh!” it moaned.
Applejack was sure that it was just about done for, but then its head reattached itself onto its body and the hoof it lost moments ago came crawling back and reattached itself as well.
“This can’t be happening.” Applejack was in shock. She had never seen anything like this. She always thought that zombies were just an old tale. The zombie dislocated one of its hooves and sucker punched her right in the gut. Applejack fell to the ground with a grunt.
The zombie got closer.
It rose its hooves into the air above Applejacks head. It was ready to crack her skull open.
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Meanwhile in the outskirts of Ponyville. Spike and Rarity was collecting gems, but they had walked way further than they had planned. Or had they?
Spike did not like being this far away from Ponyville. “Um, Rarity. We are getting dangerously close to Griffin territory. Maybe we should turn around and go back home?”
“Nonsense, Spike! The gems In this area are marvelous.” Rarity said as she pushed on.
“But what If we get spotted by a Griffin?” Spike said Nervously.
“Calm down, Spike. I’ll protect us if one were to come. Besides they are not going to eat us.”
“I know that, but I’m still scared. Worried I mean I’m worried about your safety.” Spike said sheepishly.
Rarity turned to Spike and ruffled his spines. “Don’t worry, Spike. We will get out of here soon. I just need one more gemstone.”
“Phew. Well then it’s fine I guess. What kind are you looking for?”
“A neither crystal.”
“A what crystal?”
“A neither crystal, spike. They produce a very eerie glow and I need a tiny piece for my Nightmare Night costume. They are very hard to find, but I’m certain that we will be able to find one.”
The screech of a Griffin echoed through the valley. “Uh oh. Hold on, Spike!” Rarity grabbed Spike with her magic and placed him onto her back. She galloped towards the mountain wall.
She was hoping to find somewhere they could hide. A cave or something would be perfect.
Luck was on their side and she galloped into a small opening in the mountain wall. “Okay, Spike we will have to lay low for a while.”
Spike got off her back and sat down on the ground. “I thought you said that the Griffins were nothing to worry about.”
“Well……..they really are nothing to worry about, but I rather take subway rather than the highway when it comes to dealing with them. They might be on friendly terms diplomatically, but there are rumors floating around about Griffins devouring lost ponies.
Spike gulped. “Let’s go a bit deeper into the cave, shall we?”
Rarity casted an illumination spell and they proceeded to walk deeper into the cave. “I think we will be safe here, Spike. OHHHH!”
Spike quickly turned around. “What’s wrong!?”
“Oh, nothing, Spike. I just stepped in something slimy. Most unpleasant I must say.” Rarity brought out a handkerchief from her saddle bag. She was just about to wipe off whatever she had stepped in, but she stopped herself and took a good look at the goo.
“Spike be careful! I think I stepped in mercury.”
Spike however was not paying attention. “Umm, Rarity. What is this thing?” He held a tiny silver ball in his claws.
Rarity grabbed it with her magic and took a long gander at it. “I would say that it’s a silver sphere. A very beautiful one at that. Where did you find it? She brought it up to her face and gazed at her reflection.
Suddenly the sphere opened up and a bright red light shined into Rarity's eyes. This caused her to drop the sphere. It landed right on front of spike.
Spike kicked the sphere and ran up to his friend. “Rarity are you okay?”
Rarity rubbed her eyes. “Yes, spike I’ll be fine.” She opened her eyes and scanned the cave for the sphere. “Now where did that thing go?”
Suddenly the liquid on the ground started flowing across the cave floor. It reached the sphere and it started growing in size. Four long slender legs with razor sharp edges sprouted from it, six small holes opened up and a red light shined from each one.
The sphere was now roughly the same size as his head. The red light intensified and focus onto spike.
The sphere took a few steps forward and penetrated spike’s shoulders with its legs and forcefully made him turn around. It slowly brought him up to the level of its eyes.
“ARGH!” Spike yelled.
Rarity charged up her horn and fired an arcane beam at the spheres center. “Let him go you ruffian!” One of the sphere’s eyes turned to Rarity and scanned her body.
“I said LET GO OF HIM!” she screamed as she raised her hind legs and bucked the sphere with all her power.
A loud crack echoed through the cave and Rarity fell to the floor with great pain. “Rarity!” Spike ignored the pain he was in and took a deep breath.
He let loose the biggest dragon breath he ever managed to conjure. The sphere however did not pay him or his flames any mind.
“New species discovered. Further studies required.” A dark monotone voice said. Two silver tentacles emerged from deep within the cave. They grabbed a hold of both Rarity and Spike. They were being pulling into the darkness.
As they were being taken away Spike said. “Rarity are you okay? What happened?”
“I think I might have broken my legs. That thing was a lot more durable than I thought. I’m sorry, Spike, but I’m going to pass out now.” Her lifeless body dangled as the tentacles pulled them deeper into the darkness.