Chapter 3
Diamond Tiara was not happy.
To be fair, she hadn’t really been happy for the past two years.
But still, she was not happy.
After Silver Spoon had betrayed her things had gone downhill. Her little empire of fear had been totally undermined, and nopony gave her the respect she deserved...
She glanced at her blank, pink flank.
Alright...so maybe she was getting the respect she deserved. Namely none. But that didn’t mean she had to be happy about it.
And so she wasn’t.
“Stupid Cutie Mark Crusaders...” she mumbled under her breath.
It was all their fault, really.
They got Silver Soon to attack her like that, and that led to all of this.
If Spoon were still by her side, she would be ruling this little playground. Instead, she was here on the single solitary tree swing while everypony around her gave her a three tails-length space.
Diamond Tiara was not happy.
And she was totally alone...
<<<|Ω|>>>
Alan sat at an outdoor table to his favorite Ponyville cafe, The Cup and Plate, enjoying a cream soda and apple tart.
Twilight was having a girls’ day out with her friends, and, though Alan’s own friends were busy today, he still took the opportunity to enjoy himself. A mana hand lifted the tart to his face, and he eagerly bit into it.
It was no Apple specialty, but it was a good tart.
As Alan munched away, his ears flickered as a familiar tune came to his ears.
“I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone.”
Alan quickly pulled out his iPod, and sure enough, it was playing by itself again.
“I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
When the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone”
Alan’s brow furrowed. That was odd. Why was it playing this one? It’s not like it applied to his situation right now. What was it trying to say?
And then, Alan looked up.
A pink filly with a violet and white mane walked down the street. Her head was hung low, and she stumbled forward with frown on her face.
“I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone up there will find me
'Til then I walk alone.”
As the song continued to play, Alan felt a stab of guilt into his heart.
This was quickly followed by his brain asking, “Why should I care? She’s a jerk.”
A voice from the past answered, as he remembered Faust’s words. “I have given all of my children a choice, Little One, and many times, they choose to do wrong...”
“Yeah, she chose to do wrong.”
“I have given all of my children a choice, Little One...”
“Yeah, but—”
“My children...”
“But—”
“She is my child, Alan, and I love her too...”
Alan frowned. “So why do I have to talk to her? Couldn’t you get somepony who likes her to talk to her? Why are you even talking to me now? I haven't heard from you since I died.”
Alan did not get a reply; however, he couldn’t deny that he felt a little guilty.
The iPod continued to play.
“I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone up there will find me
'til then I walk alone.”
Alan watched as the little filly trudged along the street, frowning as she went.
Alan watched her go.
<<<|Ω|>>>
It had been three days.
Three days with this annoying sense of guilt.
He could live with it, sure. Alan could totally live with this terrible, gut-wrenching feeling he got every time he watched the little filly go by. All he had to do was not look at her.
Of course, that didn’t change the fact that one particular Green Day song was now permanently stuck in his head.
Oddly enough, the guilt wasn’t so much about leaving the filly in the cold. No, Alan had managed to figure out that it came from a different source entirely.
It was because he was disappointing Faust.
It was like one of those moments when you were a kid, and your parents caught you doing the exact thing you were told not to do, and instead of a fierce scolding, you only received a severely disappointed look.
He could practically hear the goddess’ motherly voice saying, “I am so disappointed in you, Alan.”
And, of course, his mood suffered for it.
Alan sat on the balcony of the library, his eyes glancing over at the schoolhouse, where the filly was undoubtedly sitting in class.
She was there, probably making fun of any and all the little fillies and colts she could. Being a terrible little devil.
“Alan?” he heard the voice of his wife call. “Is something wrong?”
He turned to face her, and gave her a slight smile. “Yeah...yeah. I’m fine.”
Twilight hesitated for a second. “Alan...I know you better than that. Something’s been gnawing at you for the past few days. I know there is.”
Alan sighed, and turned back to the schoolhouse.
Twilight sat next to him.
“I...” he began. “I have a feeling like I should be doing something right now.”
“What?”
“There’s somepony I need to talk to,” Alan said.
“So what’s stopping you?”
“I don’t like her,” Alan grumbled.
Twilight blinked at that. She didn’t really know anypony in Ponyville that Alan didn’t like. In fact, eveypony she knew had been exceedingly nice to the human once he had moved in, and only remained so once his transformation happened.
“But...” Alan said, “if I don’t talk to her, I feel like I’m letting somepony else down.”
Twilight looked over at her husband.
“It’s...it’s not nice being between the two.”
Twilight nodded. “Do you know what I would do?”
Alan turned to her. “Couldn’t hurt.”
“I would go talk to her. Not for her though, but for the one I would be letting down. She’s your friend, isn’t she?”
“You can say that,” Alan said with a slight smirk.
“Then you have to be willing to make sacrifices for your friendship. If she is important to you, then she’s probably worth a little discomfort. After all, if friendship is worth fighting for, then its definitely worth a little talk.”
Alan smiled. “I knew there was a reason I married you. Besides the obvious, of course.”
<<<|Ω|>>>
Diamond Tiara decided to take the long way home.
She just felt like it.
Her thoughts turned to her classmates. How she loathed them. For the past week now, Applebloom had been showing off her Cutie Mark. The whole class had given her congratulations, and Cheerilee had even taken time out of class to ask how she had figured it out.
She hated her for it.
Everypony was happy for her. Everypony was happy for the “last” one to get her Cutie Mark, as she thought she had been five years ago. How convenient was it that none of them remembered her? Nopony remembered Diamond Tiara. It was all the Cutie Mark Crusaders this, the Cutie Mark Crusaders that.
She doubted anyone would make so much as a sound if she got her Cutie Mark.
Cutie Mark Crusaders.
Pah!
What kind of an idiot celebrates being a blank flank?
You weren’t even a proper pony if you didn’t have a Cutie Mark. Everypony knew that.
That’s why she hid hers...
The filly trudged up a hill, ignoring the laughs of her peers.
She looked down at her empty flank.
...her betters.
When she got to the top of the hill, she stopped, unable to continue for the tears in her eyes.
That’s where Alan found her.
<<<|Ω|>>>
There she is. Alan thought to himself.
I hope you know I’m doing this for you, Faust.
No answer.
Alan sighed.
Here goes nothing.
<<<|Ω|>>>
Diamond Tiara heard the sound of crushing grass.
She turned, and was surprised to see a stallion sitting next to her.
He didn’t look happy.
She turned towards the playground, hoping to hide her tears.
There was a long silence between them.
“What brings you up here?” Alan asked finally.
“Nothing,” Tiara answered.
“Nothing, huh?”
“Nothing.”
More silence.
Alan looked down at her. “What’s wrong?” he asked, an annoyed tone in his voice.
“Why do you care?”
Alan had trouble answering that one.
Silence.
“Well?” Tiara asked.
Alan didn’t answer.
“That’s what I thought. Nopony cares about a blank flank like me.”
Alan spoke up. “Answer me a question, Tiara. Why did you make fun of Applebloom and the Crusaders if you were a blank flank yourself?”
Tiara was silent.
That was the million-bit question, wasn’t it?
She felt compelled to answer. “I...I don’t know...”
Both ponies merely stared out at the horizon.
“Diamond Tiara,” Alan said, “I’m going to tell you a secret. Something I’ve only told ten or so ponies, two of whom were the Princesses themselves.”
Tiara’s eyes went wide.
“You remember I’m human, don’t you?”
“Y-yes...” she said. Everypony in Ponyville knew Mister Goldenhoof was human.
“Well, in my world, all of this is a story. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, it was called. It was a good story, focusing on Twilight and her friends, but every now and then it would focus on Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo.”
Alan looked down at her. “When we first were introduced to them, we also met you, and the first thing we saw you do, was make fun of Applebloom for being a blank flank.”
Alan stared into her eyes. “In my world, nobody likes you.”
Tiara whimpered. The simple statement ripped into her.
“There are other stories, written by fans, that are nothing more than you dying a terrible death for saying such things.”
Tiara began to cry.
She looked away from the stallion, wanting nothing more than to curl up into a ball and die. There were people in another world that didn’t like her, either! Nopony liked her. She was just a blight on all of Equestria.
And then, she felt a soft, soothing...thing rest on her shoulder.
She looked, and saw it was a hand, made from magick, resting on her withers and giving them a slight, relaxing hug.
“But there are other ones. Stories that have you mellowing with age. Stories where you finally figure out what it means to be nice, kind, and generous.”
She looked up at him, sniffing.
“There are stories about you becoming friends with the Cutie Mark Crusaders, much like Silver Spoon did. And do you want to know something?”
She nodded.
“I like those versions of you.”
“But...but I don’t have my Cutie Mark!” Tiara said, as though the world depended on it.
“So?” Alan asked.
So? So!
“Tiara. It’s your personalities and talents that make your Cutie Mark, not the other way around. You are who you are, and the color of the fur on your flank won’t change that. Now, before we continue, I have a question for you.”
“What?” she asked.
“Are you sorry?”
Tiara continued to cry.
She missed Silver Spoon. She missed their little outings. She missed having somepony to talk to.
“Yes! Yes, I’m sorry! I want my friend back!”
Alan gave a soft sigh. “I believe you,” he said, “I believe there is a good pony in there somewhere. Unfortunately, it’s going to take a lot of convinving to get others to believe you.”
“So what can I do, Mister Goldenhoof?” she asked, staring up at him with her azure eyes. “What can I do to say I’m sorry?”
Alan smiled. “Well, it’s not going to be easy. But I do have one idea.”
<<<|Ω|>>>
Dawn Flame walked quietly next to Daisy Chain.
He was off today, and as such, he had decided that now would be the best time to ask.
The widow and widower had grown fairly close during the war. To be fair though, he had been assigned to protect her household until the war was over.
It also helped that her son and his daughter were good friends.
He was secretly thankful that Pipsqueak and Scootaloo got together so well, it really made this easier.
The two walked through the market, Daisy comparing prices and produce, while Dawn followed close behind.
Dawn had taken her out to dinner a few times, neither one of them daring to mention the word date, lest their children begin calling each other brother and sister. No point getting their hopes up.
Of course, the way things were going, they may not have needed to worry about it.
“Alright,” Daisy said, floating a head of lettuce into her saddle bags before paying the stall owner. “I think I’m done shopping for the day.”
Dawn nodded. “Did you remember to get Pip more toothpaste?”
“Yes, yes I did,” Daisy said, already heading to her home.
“What about the pasta for dinner?”
“Yes.”
“The carrots?”
“Yes.”
“The peas?”
“Yes.”
“What about the new kitchen knives?”
“Yes!” Daisy Chain said, annoyed.
“Well then,” Dawn said, before he held out a small bracelet, “what about this?”
“What about wha— Oh...”
Dawn smiled. “I know we’ve both been through this, Daisy, but I think it’s about time we tried it together.”
<<<|Ω|>>>
Diamond Tiara paced.
Oh, this was never going to work.
Never, never, never.
They would throw her out and mock her.
She would feel every second of the pain she had given them.
Why had she let him talk her into this?
“Ah. Oh. Eeh...maybe I should just move to Aus-tail-lia...I hear it’s nice there.”
She continued to pace around the apple tree, the orchard around her filling her nose with the smell of...well...apples...
How could the Apple family get around here? All these trees looked the same! Was there even a difference between that one and the next?
At the very least, she knew this one tree was different. This one tree that she had circled five, wait for it...six times now, and even after those six times the only difference she could really spot was the large house hanging in its branches.
As she paced under the window again, she heard the voices of her judges, jury, and executioners.
“And you want us to trust her?” That was Scootaloo.
“After all she did to us?” Applebloom.
“After all the mean things she said about us?” Sweetie Belle.
“After what she said about the soldiers?” Pipsqueak asked.
Admittedly, that wasn’t her proudest moment.
“No, no,” Alan said, her lawyer in this case. “You don’t have to trust her, just give her one more chance. She’ll have to earn your trust, but she can’t earn it if you guys don’t give her a chance.”
The conversation faded as she moved away from the window, chewing on her bottom lip as she went.
She wasn’t sure if that fact that she hadn’t heard a peep from Silver Spoon was a good thing or not.
This could only end badly...
She paced around the tree, her hooves slowly wearing the grass around the roots away.
“Maybe not Aus-tail-ia...that may be too close. Maybe Zebrica...or Camelu...How is the climate in Cowrea? I hope it’s not cold...I can’t stand the cold...”
Under the window again.
“She’s been nothing but a liar at the best of times!”
“And a complete bully during the rest!”
That was true.
"Oh...why am I even here? They won’t take me, and I’ll be alone again...who am I kidding? No one likes me.”
I like those versions of you, he had said.
Somepony liked her.
An alternate universe version of her, but that still counted, right?
Under the window again.
“How do we know she isn’t just saying all this to get us when our backs are turned?”
“How do we know she won’t betray us?”
“How do we know she ain’t lyin’?”
“I can tell.”
Tiara froze at that voice.
That was the voice of her...well...her ex-friend.
“She never could lie to me. I will be able to tell.”
Tiara strained her ears to listen as the grey earth pony spoke for the first time.
“So what? Do you think she’s really sorry, for all of this?” Scootaloo asked.
“I think she’s lonely,” Silver Spoon said simply.
“Last Ah checked, lonely wasn’t a synonym of sorry.”
“How do you even know that word?” Pip asked.
“No,” Silver said, “but she could be lonely enough to become sorry.”
Tiara remained utterly silent.
“How does that work?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“I was sad and lonely enough to become sorry, and then you let me join,” Spoon pointed out. “What’s the difference between her and me?”
There was a long silence in the clubhouse above her.
“Well, she was...and you were...you...punched her?”
“So because I was bullied by her too, I was okay?”
“Yeah!” Pip said.
“And because she’s sick of bullying, she’s not?”
“Right! Wait...”
More silence.
Tiara smirked. She could picture it now. Silver was giving them her over-the-glasses stare, something she reserved for only the most stupid of comments.
“Do you want to try that again, Pip?”
“Alright...alright, I get it.”
“Look, let’s just...”
And that’s as far as Diamond Tiara heard before walking away.
Silver Spoon was still on her side! Well, actually, that wasn’t quite right. She wasn’t on her side, it was more she was willing to keep an open mind, give her a chance.
Just that thought made her smile.
“Diamond?” a voice called from the front, and the pink filly quickly ran to the ramp that went up the side of the tree and up to the door.
Alan and the five foals stood on the balcony.
Alan face was utterly impassive, and that alone nearly crushed the smile she had earlier. This was compounded by the fierce look on the faces of the rest of the Crusaders.
The only thing that was keeping that fleeting sense of hope alive was Silver Spoon’s eyes. Her gaze was not an angry glare, or an unapologetic stare. No, instead Tiara saw herself looking into the violet, gentle eyes of a kind, understanding, and, dare she hope, forgiving filly.
They stared at each for a few long seconds before Applebloom spoke up. “Well? Whatcha got to say fer yourself?”
Diamond Tiara blinked, before giving a long sigh. “I’m...sorry,” she said, before looking up at the Crusaders. “I’m sorry for making fun of you guys. I’m sorry for all the mean things I’ve said, and I’m sorry treating you badly when I was as ba...worse than you.”
There was a short pause.
“And I am really, really sorry about talking about the army the way I did.”
The foals all turned to Silver Spoon.
She nodded.
They turned back to Tiara.
Applebloom gave a frown. “Well...alright...apology accepted, Tiara.”
Her heart leapt at the words.
“But!”
And it was immediately shot dead.
Applebloom glared down at her, and Tiara’s hopes began to wither and die.
“We haven’t forgotten the kind of pony you were. But...” she paused, and looked over at Silver Spoon, who waved her hoof as though to say ‘get on with it.’ “But it would be wrong of us to not allow you the chance to change. With that in mind, we are willin’ to provide you with the rank of probationary member of the Cutie Mark Crusaders. Take it or leave it.”
Spoon sent the farmer a disapproving glance for the curt ending, but nonetheless smiled at the earth pony at the bottom of the ramp.
Diamond Tiara took a few, cautious steps up the ramp, her eyes on her...they...they were her friends, weren’t they? She...she had friends now...
When she finally made it to the top, there were already tears in her eyes.
Then she did something that surprised even her.
Diamond Tiara hugged Applebloom. “Thank you!” she said through happy tears. “Thank you, so much, Applebloom!”
The farmer filly, caught off guard by the sudden embrace, stared wide-eyed at the back of Tiara’s head. She blinked, and then, after a few more seconds, returned it.
Silver Spoon hugged her old friend, happy to have her company again, especially on the right side.
Sweetie Belle joined, hugging the three, and she quickly pulled Scootaloo into the hug.
“Hey! Get off of me!”
“Just be quiet and join the hug!” Sweetie said.
As she was pulled in, Scootaloo quickly grabbed Pipsqueak. “Hey!” he cried in shock.
“If I have to do this, you’re coming with me!” she whispered harshly.
Alan chuckled as he watched the group hug, some members more willing than others.
It was kinda cute.
“There, Alan. Was it really that bad?”
Alan rolled his eyes at the voice in his head.
Rub it in, why don’t ya?
Alan got the distinct impression that she laughed.
<<<|Ω|>>>
Scootaloo walked home that night, Pipsqueak next to her, still unsure about the whole deal. “I just don’t think it’s a good idea,” she explained.
“Yeah, but Mister Goldenhoof made a lot of good points, and so did Spoon.”
“Yeah...I know...I’m just waiting for this to bite us in the flank is all.”
They didn’t say anything else until they came up to the house on the outskirts of town.
“You sure your mom won’t mind me staying over tonight?” the pegasus asked.
“Please. You and your dad practically live here anyway. Your dad helped build the place. There’s no way she’ll mind,” he said, opening the door. “Mom, I’m home! I brought Scoots over!” he called.
“Oh? Good!” Daisy Chain said, poking her head out from the kitchen. “Both of you, come to the kitchen, we have some news for both of you.”
Scootaloo sent Pipsqueak an unsure glance.
Pipsqueak returned it, before walking into the kitchen. “Are...are we in trouble?”
“No! No!” Daisy said from the kitchen.
The two preteens walked into the kitchen, unsure of what to expect.
The first thing that really stood out was Dawn Flame. Now that he had removed his armor, and the enchantment in the chestplate, he now appeared to be a red pony with a bright yellow mane. Pipsqueak had only really seen him without his armor off maybe three times in the three years he’d known him.
The second thing that caught their attention was the unusually large smiles worn by both of them.
It was slightly unsettling...
“Kids, we have great news!” Dawn said.
“Yeah...” Scootaloo began.
“Well,” Daisy said, smiling, “we decided that since you guys like each other so much,”
“You wouldn’t mind being brother and sister,” Dawn finished.
The foals blinked.
They turned to each other.
Blinked again.
Turned back to their parents, and in unison yelled at the top of their lungs. “You’re getting married!?”
“That’s Awesome!” Scootaloo yelled.
“I have a sister!” Pipsqueak cried.
“I have a Mom!”
As the two began to excitedly yell at each other about shared awesomeness, the two older ponies watched, amused.
Daisy looked down at the engagement hoofband, and smiled. Pip was happy, and so was she.
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And Chapter Three is done and done!
“So what’s next?”
You’ll have to wait and see, Pinkie.
“Can I have a hint? Just one? Please-y Weasy?”
Alright, just one. Here are three words that relate to the next chapter. Twilight. Spell. Babysitting.
“Ooh! Sounds fun!”
It will be!
Until then, be sure to give this story a comment, a fave and a thumbs up if you haven’t. And I will see you next time.
Bye!
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Omake (or “Just Desserts for When Diamond Tiara Says Mean Things in Season 4”):
While Diamond Tiara may have been saved in this Equestria, there are others where she is not so disposed.
“I am Diamond Tiara!” she yelled, standing in the penthouse suite of Stock Industries. Next to her floated a magical staff, its power imbued in her. “I am your Queen!” she yelled down on the massive, hulking, orange mass that was once a pegasus. “I am—”
That was as far as she got.
A massive, orange hoof grabbed her by the leg, and in the blink of an eye she was thrown into the air, before slamming into the ground.
She was yanked up again, and again slammed into the tile floor by the super strength of the Gamma-mutated pony.
Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham!
The tile smashed with audible cracks as Diamond Tiara was thrown into the ground repeatedly.
And then for a moment, everything was still.
Scootaloo, the massive, muscle-bound beast, smirked. “Puny Queen.”
yaaaaay
And everypony was happy... Except Alt. Tiara.
OMG, that avengers reference with Tiara as Loki and Scoots as the Hulk!!!!
I lol'ed so hard at that. Bravo.
Scootahulk huh? I suddenly get the image of recolored Snowflake and hey! Even the wing size fits.
The d'awwws were strong in this one, talent for cute you have, yeeees. Trained you need not be, write more you must.
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And here we go! Another chapter. As much as I enjoyed the action chapters of the previous story, the slice of life ones still have a special place in my heart
Waiting for the Ipod to play Weird Al.
You know, I was wondering if you had something planned for Diamond Tiara (as I said in the comment for the previous chapter) but what I wasn't expecting was her being a blank flank the whole time. I'm really glad that she has a chance to redeem herself.
As for Daisy and Dawn's engagement... I'm still a little surprised it took them so long, though it's quite understable (Daisy was a quite fresh widow in the first part).
Now we'll be waiting for the moment Big Mac and Fluttershy officially hook up.
Why do I get an impression that Twilight will be trying an aging spell for high-level unicorns and gets only half of it right? Wonder who will be the victim...? The most probable targets are Alan and Spike with 70/30 ratio respectively (Spike still is Twi's assistant in some of her projects, is he not?), or maybe one/all of her friends will be targetted by the unfortunate spell?
>>>The tile smashed with audible cracks as Diamond Tiara was thrown into the ground repeatedly.
And then for a moment, everything was still.
Scootaloo, the massive, muscle-bound beast, smirked. “Puny Queen.">>>
Aaactually... save the beating for Chrysalis in this story. She needs to suffer. She's pure evil through and through. And that griffon ass too. He needs to be sent to a furry convention in bondge gear.
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Are you a sadist or something?
3011691 Dare to be Stupid!!!!
I can't stop reading this as "Alan, I am dissapoint."
3011871 I just know that some punishments are worse than death.
3011860 NO! I get first dibs at them!!
on a side note: I was listening to this... somewhat minor feels...SOMEHOW
Puny Queen...
Scoots SMASH!
nuff said.
1. The ending of this chapter was freaking amazing.
2. "Puny Queen."
I basically lost my shit xDDD
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Pinkie babysitting filly twilight while alan and spike scramble to come up with a counterspel?
3011733 Or the spell backfires and she winds up as the target as her own spell and Alan has to look after her until either the spell wears off or he finds a way to counter it himself.
3011733 i think like you are aprintly.... twilight casting the spell on alan or missing and hitting alan making him a foal and twilight taking care of him till she can fix the spell
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3013291 I am reminded of an episode of Star Trek: TNG, where Picard, Guinan, Ro and Keiko O'Brien revert in age.
Particularly the awkward scene with Keiko and her husband.
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BRUTALOO SMASH!!!
I knew it!, I knew it that the marriage thing with Dawn and Diasy would happen!
I hope to see more of this story!
I think the real villain is Alan's iPod, it's obviously plotting to take over Equestria via the power of music which is not too far-fetched considering how effective it is in that universe.
Dat avengers reference
Since there's a song i need to sing, so I'll sing
DE LA SIERRA MORENA
CIELITO LINDO
VIENen BAJANDO~
UN PAR DE OJITOS NEGROS
CIELITO LINDO
DE CONTRABANDO!
AAAYY AAAY AY-AAAY
CANTA Y NO LLORES!
PORQUE CANTANDO SE ALEGRAN
CIELITO LINDO
LOS CORAZONES!
3014275 Don't you remember Alan's 'Gala Theory'?
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Dude/dudette, i have no idea how things work out there, but where i'm living, teasing and mental scarring contests are the true signs you give a buck about your friends.
Avengers reference hehe.
It's KINDA ok, by comparison.
3013598 I GOT A JAR OF DIRT!
Haha, Hulk at the end xD
OMFG AVENGERS REFERENCE! YOU SIR, ARE A BEAST!
wow amazing Chapter DungeonMiner cant wait for the next one it sounds like it's going to be a fun ride and i have to say thank you your story has giveing me a lot to think one in term's of my own story that i want to try and get on this site and i bow to the master of story telling i just hope i can be at lest 1/4 as good as you are
Dammit, now all I can think about is a Pony parody version of Be Prepared.
Listen to that song and tell me it doesn't Sum up the villain's plans perfectly, right down to the "never go hungry again" line!!!! It wrights itself. But as I'm musically deficient, someone else please make this happen.
Hey dungeon miner I have something to say to you pinkie and a lot of authors out there.
EEEEEEEEEGGGGGGGGGGGGGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS AAAAAAARRRRRRREEEEEEEE MMMMMMEEEEEEEAAAAAATTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It is getting habit annoying. By the way I love the story.
3019899 you are right it does fit.
Ok... predictions.... So Twilight is trying to use a spell that will fix a saddlebag but backfires and hits Alan. Fluttershy is tasked to take care of him, and she starts to think of him as her son, she can't give him up, so she and AJ run to a town where they start new lives under the names Posey and Midnight Bud, hoping that nobody finds them, which works untill Ditzy, who is in town, recognizes her ex-boyfriend and.... wait.... ok now i'm just quoting a chapter from another fic.
3012070 So in other words : probably. Not that, that is a bad thing I know some ways to make other beg for death as well ~C.Spirit
O Alan... He just has a solution for everything doesn't he? Well done though, Next we will see him compelling those dragons who were mean to spike to do community service.
Loki walks out of the corner and points at the scene. "Man, that's fu**ed up."
I was totally expecting pinkie pie to come out of no where and say:
I have a cupcake!
True story~
3030695 That song is like Guile's Song for villains... name any villain and it would fit them. A PMV of it starring Chrysalis and... Ironclaw, was it? Only problems with that are that 1) I don't know how to make YouTube videos and 2) there have been no "armored Griffon" pictures in canon. Someone else will need to do it.
Twilight. Spell. Babysitting.
To quote your previous work:
Oh Buck!
3020647 Eggs are not meat. Meat is defined as the flesh of any animal as food, especially mammals. Eggs are not the flesh of an animal, they are merely by products of said animals, thus the reason why eggs are categorized as a dairy product, and not a form of actual meat. The only part of an egg that might be considered "the flesh of an animal" is the egg whites, but even then, the egg whites are technically nothing more than a protective barrier to the yolk and embryo within. And since the eggs we eat are not fertilized, its not like we're eating a baby chick before its born. Now, if we did eat fertilized eggs, it would be considered us eating a meat product...
I apologize by suddenly commenting on this weeks old comment, but it has always irked me when people say eggs are meat. They are not. They are not even really a dairy product. If anything, eggs should have their own category classification. The only reason people classify eggs as dairy is because the are a by product of dairy, like milk and milk-made products are. Eggs are eggs, and meat is meat. Just because eggs are part of a food group that has meat in it (Proteins) does not make them meat.
So Allen is a prophet of Faust now?:
So the part of the last story that I had hoped would just be glazed over in this one is now a major plot device, a god like entity able to know the future wants the hero to succeed, and can talk to the hero, there is no drama remaining and no problem she couldn't solve with ease without bullshit plot devices, this was what I was worried would happen in this story and was the reason I waited so long before starting this one.
The first story was in my top ten until the final chapter, and this one hold no interest for me by committing the single fastest way to make me stop caring about your story, an all knowing character with investment into the events of the story.
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There was no reason for that... But it made me laugh so I'll overlook it.
OK CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS FOR A MOMENT?!? I WAS READING THE DAMN CHAPTER, FEELING THE FEELS, AND MY COMPUTER RANDOMLY STARTS PLAYING MUSIC FROM MY LIBRARY. BUT NOT JUST ANY MUSIC. NO, AS I READ THAT THE SONG STARTS PLAYING, BOULEVARD OF BROKEN DREAMS BEGINS. WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!?
I'm crying from the feels of this statement. But they are manly tears
5542716 You're a wizard Harry.