//------------------------------// // Cann-end // Story: This is enough... // by Mist Twister //------------------------------// Suddenly, a clamorous uproar came from the rest of the castle, disturbing the silence. Celestia violently jerked out of her slumber, accidentally flinging the mare in her arms across the room. Celestia exchanged a groggy, disoriented, and apologetic glace with her now shaken and roughed up pupil, doing her best to hold back her laughter. The two both giggled a bit, but quickly snapped back to reality and immediately made their way for the main hall of the castle. “What in the name of Celestia is going on?!” Twilight shouted in dismay. “I haven’t the faintest!” Celestia panted out at first, and then let out a slight laugh at irony of Twilight’s utterance, causing the pony to turn red yet again. The two bust down the door to the ballroom to stumble upon the chaos. A massive, priceless statue of Princess Celestia, along with its accompanying marble pillars, lay in ruins and several guests were covered in apple cake, many seemingly focused on four ponies in particular. “Oh no, it couldn’t be…” Twilight thought to herself. The horrified expression on Princess Celestia’s face made her own face cringe, completely shutting her eyes. She prayed to the alicorn standing next to her that her suspicions were wrong. As she opened them, she confirmed her dismal notions. Four of her friends stared back at her with equally dejected expressions. “Well, it can’t get any worse…” At that very same moment, the doors leading to the royal garden burst open and several animals rushed in, causing chaos and panic among the party ponies. Behind them, a bruised and batter Fluttershy, Twilight’s fifth friend from Ponyville who had been attending the Gala with her, stomped into the ball room. “You’re going to LOVE ME!!!” Fluttershy screamed at who she intended to be all the garden’s animals, causing the guests to panic even further. The ballroom broke had broken out into utter chaos. There was rubble and cake everywhere, and ponies and critters fled in all directions, hoping to escape. The Gala had been ruined, all thanks to Twilight’s friends. She turned to Celestia, horrified and embarrassed. “Uh… umm… errr… guh… ehhhh… huuuu” Twilight fought to get any sensible words out, failing utterly. As Celestia leaned in closer to her, she expected to receive the scolding of a lifetime. Instead, the princess only uttered one word to her. “…run.”