Part 15 Pinkamena Vs. Dan*: Chapter 145 Gibson & Amber Vs. Trixie
The Wheel and the Butterfly
A Dan X Pinkie Pie saga
Part 15 Pinkamena Vs. Dan*
Chapter 145 Gibson & Amber Vs. Trixie
-ooooooo-
Elise Sr. gritted her teeth as she tapped the side of her helmet, her visor cycling through a number of different views. Infrared, motion, and perhaps the most dramatic of all, normal view, all failed to pierce either the unnatural interference going on with her sensors, or detect her target which had seemingly gone invisible amongst the light poles and warehouses of the docks.
“Just… just show yourself and fight like an assassin you little so-and-so!” Elise Sr. cried.
Through the garbled mess of her sensors, Elise Sr.’s suit suddenly flashed a warning. She attempted to shift her position, but it was too late.
‘SCHOOOORCH!’
“AAAAH!”
An arc of electricity caught her, sending waves of painful burning and numbness through her body as she fell to her hands and knees. Her suit’s systems beeped and buzzed in protest.
“I am fighting like an assassin,” Fairy Girl’s voice called. “It’s you who’s stumbling ‘round like a drunk with a broken bottle tryin’ to pick a fight…“
Elise Sr. suddenly looked up and raised an arm. A barrel suddenly popped out from above her wrist and a stream of bullets fired out.
‘RATATATATATATATATATATATAT!’
“Not even close,” Fairy Girl’s voice called out from a different direction this time. “Though, it’s not like that mess o’ mechanical rubbish you have strapped to ye body will make a lick of difference.”
Elise Sr. suddenly shifted and began firing off towards the direction of the voice.
‘RATATATATATATATATATATATAT!’
‘SCHOOOORCH!’
“GHAH!”
Elise Sr. felt the waves of burning again as she began to lose feeling in her extremities.
Fairy Girl’s laugh echoed from all directions. “HAHAHAHAHAHA! Shall I tell you if you’re getting warmer or colder?”
Elise Sr. got up to a crouching position and tapped the armor around her thigh. A compartment slid open revealing two small missiles. She quickly picked one and brought it up to her left forearm where another compartment slid up. She loaded the missile into her arm and pointed it out into the empty docks. He arm shook as her suit continued to bombard her with messages of imminent system failures and she struggled to keep conscious through all the pain.
“Cold… cold… warmer…” Fairy Girl’s voice rang out in a mocking tone as Elise Sr. slowly moved her shaking arm across the seemingly empty docks.
“…warmer… hot… hot…”
Elise Sr.’s suit warned her of yet another electricity build up.
“You’re on fir—”
Elise Sr. suddenly lifted her arm straight up and fired. The warnings of her suit suddenly subsided as the missile exploded a few dozen yards above her.
Fairy Girl chuckled. “Now that was a waste. Don’t tell me you’re throwing in the towel?”
Dark reddish brown specs of dust glittered in the light of the full moon as they drifted downward from the explosion. She touched the side of her helmet a few times and an arrow suddenly appeared on her readout, pointing off towards her left.
Elise Sr. grinned as she quickly pivoted and pointed her arm towards a feminine outline in the rust colored powder. “No… not by a longshot.”
‘RATATATATATATATATATATATAT!’
>-ooo-<
‘BOOM!’
Elise tensed slightly and paused, turning back to look at an explosion in the sky far behind her on the docks.
Chris and Jean stopped walking as they looked at the explosion, then at Elise.
Pinkie stopped and slumped her shoulders, shooting an irritated look off into the distance.
Mr. Mumbles rubbed her face against Pinkie and purred, though Pinkie did not react to the cat’s affection.
“I’m sure she’s alright…” Chris said.
Jean nodded in agreement. “She did seemed armed to the nines!”
“I know…” Elise said. “But Fairy Girl has definitely made a name for herself in the world of assassins… I know my mom is highly skilled, but—”
Pinkie suddenly wheeled around and glared at Elise as the sounds of gunfire sounded off in the distance. “What’s even your deal?!” she snapped. “I thought you hated your mom! I know I do…”
Elise sighed. “I know, but…”
“Hate your mom, that is,” Pinkie clarified.
Elise rolled her eyes. “I figured that out, Pinkie. Thanks…”
Pinkie continued, “MY mom isn’t a horrible, judgmental bit—”
“I GET it, Pinkie!” Elise cried. “Look… Mom and I are just trying to work out some things…alright?”
Chris raised an eyebrow. “Like a history of trying to have me killed or shipped off somewhere?”
Elise nodded. “Yes, that did come up…”
Jean shook his head. “Ahhh… Family… Can’t live with them, can’t inject them with experimental chemicals because you’ll never know what they’ll do if they’re given dangerous, offensive abilities, am I right?”
The group collectively turned and stared at Jean for a moment.
“My, my… I hope I’m not interrupting,” a deep, menacing voice purred.
Pinkie sighed. “Oh for the love of Celestia…”
The group turned and stared at a well-built man in white-and-purple tights, a purple cape, black gloves and boots, and a white helmet.
Chris gasped. “Dr. Pullum.”
Dr. Pullum opened his mouth wide, smiling as he showed off his unnaturally perfect teeth. “I see my reputation precedes me…” he trailed off as his eyes narrowed, focusing on someone specific out of the group. “YOU!” he cried.
“… Me?” Chris said pointing at himself.
“No, not you! You dopey looking ninny!”
“Hey!” Chris protested.
“The man grinning like an idiot standing next to you.”
Jean locked eyes with Dr. Pullum as he continued to grin. “Hello Jackie…”
“DON’T CALL ME JACKIE!” Dr. Pullum snapped.
Jean shook his head. “Still playing second fiddle to someone else, I see.”
Dr. Pullum leveled an index finger at Jean. “I’ll have you know I came very close to taking over the world some time back!”
Chris smiled. “Dan and I stopped him!”
“Shut up!” Dr. Pullum snapped.
“ALL OF YOU SHUT UP!” Pinkie shrieked. She looked at Jean then towards Dr. Pullum. “How do you two even know each other?”
Jean chuckled. “We went to Villain University together.”
“… There’s a university for villains?” Chris said.
Elise cocked an eye at Chris. “This really surprises you given everything we’ve seen… today?”
Chris’s features wilted slightly. “Good point…”
Jean motioned out to Dr. Pullum. “I always got higher marks than Jackie here.”
Dr. Pullum folded his arms. “Even though my villain concept was way more original!”
“An evil dentist, Jackie!” Jean cried. “A dentist!”
“Everyone is scared of the dentist!” Dr. Pullum shot back.
“Yeah, because they’re no fun to visit! Not because they’re actually afraid the dentist is going to take control of their minds!”
“Well, I was trying to change all that!”
Jean rolled his eyes, “What… by making a bunch of lame, dental-based robots and copying Magneto’s style?”
“THAT’S IT!” Dr. Pullum roared. “LET’S FINISH THIS, SPLICER! RIGHT HERE. RIGHT NOW! Dent-o-bots! Come forth.”
Dozens of chrome robots with wide, triangular-shaped chests held up on a single wheel rolled out of the surrounding warehouses. Each one had a pair of long, thin hooks form arms and stared out with a single red eye set in the middle of an oval head.
Jean chuckled. “Wow… They look just as ridiculous now as they did when you first built them!”
Dr. Pullum gritted his oddly perfect teeth. He balled his gloved hands into fists, threw his arms into the air, and shouted at the heavens.
“JEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAN SPLIIIIIIIIIIIIICEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!”
Dr. Pullum
Vs.
Jean Splicer
Pinkie stared up into the sky and sneered letting out a frustrated “GRRRRRRRRRRR!”
“What are you looking at?” Chris asked as he too glanced up.
Pinkie groaned in frustration before answering, “Uhhhggg… nothing… It’s just… does every stupid person here just happen to have a vendetta against some other stupid person involved in all this?!” she cried.
Elise cocked an eyebrow at Pinkie. “You’re one to talk. This whole thing started specifically because Dan’s look-alike is after you and Dan.”
Pinkie sighed. “Fine! Whatever! These two can have their stupid supervillain war to hash out their equally dumb school stuff! I’ve got a silvered chainsaw to plunge guard-deep in a werewolf’s sternum!” With that, Pinkie began walking again, cat still on her shoulders. Elise and Chris followed as the group simply shifted and weaved past dental bots.
As the red glow from the dental bots illuminated Jean, he reached into his white lab coat and grinned wickedly.
-ooooooo-
Amber squinted and stared at Trixie through the dim light of the warehouse. “Well… She at least looks a bit easier to deal with than a bunch of greasy-looking men in robes.”
“HEY!” a masculine voice protested in the darkness.
Trixie grinned wickedly. “Oh, I don’t know about that…” she purred as she held her wand straight up. An arch of electricity fired off into the ceiling, briefly illuminating the area around Trixie as it crackled upwards.
Amber sighed and shook her head. “Great, she can shoot lightning out of her wand… that’s all we need.” She turned towards Gibson. “You better just shoot her.”
“What?!” Gibson exclaimed.
“WHAT?!” Trixie cried. “You have a gun on you?!”
Gibson turned to Trixie. “Well… I mean a friend of mine was kidnapped! And I sort of got a gun just a bit ago, so I mean… It seemed like a good idea to bring it...”
Trixie looked off into the shadows. “HE HAD A GUN AND YOU IDIOTS DIDN’T TAKE IT OFF OF HIM?!”
“We just wanted sacrifices! We got the drop on them and tied them up! How were we supposed to know he’d be armed?!”
Trixie gritted her teeth. “You search them when you capture them! That’s how! You don’t just capture people and tie them up and assume they don’t have guns!” Trixie motioned out to Amber and Gibson. “Especially if they’re dressed in suits! I mean… then you just assume they’re armed! This is capturing people one-o-one!”
“Look, Steve really dropped the ball on this one—”
“Hey!” Steve protested.
“—But, you can just zap them, right?”
“I don’t want to fight them now!” Trixie cried. “I might get shot!”
“Gibson!” Amber cried. “Shoot her before she changes her mind!”
Gibson cocked an eyebrow at Amber. “Seriously! Why do you want me to shoot people now?”
“Because they’re trying to kill us!”
Trixie winced and gave Gibson a nervous expression. “Erm… Trixie wasn’t going to kill you… She was maybe just going to zap you a few times…” Trixie waved her wand and suddenly the lights came on in the warehouse exposing a group of about a dozen and a half men in ashen cloaks standing about a dozen yards away from Trixie. The men all jumped slightly as the lights came on.
Trixie pointed at them. “If you’re going to shoot anyone, shoot them!”
“What the heck?!” one of the men protested.
“Start with Steve,” the cult leader said as he motioned towards Steve with his sword.
“UNCOOL, DUDE! What about balloonists’ solidarity?!”
“Well, we’re usually not in danger of being shot!” the lead cultist replied.
“It’s a trick!” Amber cried. “You waste your bullets on those idiots and then that hussy lightnings us when you’re out of ammo!”
“Hussy!?” Trixie cried.
“You’re not even wearing pants!” Amber exclaimed as she pointed towards Trixie’s fishnet-covered legs.
“I’m a female magician!” Trixie replied. “Pants are very much optional!”
Gibson flung his hands to his sides. “Look! I can’t shoot the Great and Powerful Trixie!”
Amber rolled her eyes. “Let me guess… because she’s hot, right?”
Gibson nodded. “Well that and she’s like the best magician, ever!”
Trixie stared at Gibson for a second. “You… you know who I am…?” Her face lit up. “You think I’m hot?”
Gibson smiled and began walking towards Trixie. “Heck yes I know who you are! I’ve seen all your MeTube videos! I even sat through a Magnifico the Magnificent show just to watch you! I have your poster on the ceiling over my bed and everything!”
“…Ew!” Amber exclaimed.
Trixie giddily jumped from foot to foot as Gibson approached. “You’ve seen all of my videos… and you have a poster of me?!”
Gibson nodded and smile. “I’m like your biggest fan! Meeting you is a dream come true!”
Amber sighed. “She wants to kill us one second and now is just happy because a teenager happens to know who she is… Figures…”
“Oh, this is so exciting!” Trixie cried. “Tell me, what’s your favorite trick of mine?”
Gibson blushed slightly and grinned sheepishly. “Er… You know… when you pull a card out from between your er… bosom… s.”
Trixie smirked and reached towards her exposed cleavage. With a flick of her wrist she produced a picture of herself posing in her magician’s outfit and handed it to Gibson.
Gibson’s eyes went wide as he took the photograph in his hand. “It’s… it’s signed and everything… You even wrote ‘To my number one fan, Gibson!’ That’s amazing!” Gibson said as he looked up from the photo. “I didn’t even see you do that! How’d you know my name?”
Trixie blushed slightly. “Well… That was less magic and more that middle-aged woman shouting it a bunch of times.”
“MIDDLE-AGED?!” Amber cried. She began to grit her teeth.
“Hey!” the lead cultist called out from the shadows. “Aren’t we supposed to be enemies with these people?”
“TRIXIE IS TALKING TO A FAN RIGHT NOW!” Trixie snapped.
The lead cultist held his hands up in front of him. “Alright… Just… I mean… he was going to be our sacrifice.”
“TRIXIE DOESN’T CARE ABOUT THAT AT ALL! NOW LEAVE US ALONE! WE HAVE BETTER THINGS TO TALK ABOUT, LIKE HOW GREAT I AM!”
Gibson nodded. “She is very great… and powerful…”
Trixie tittered to herself. “Oh you charmer, you…”
“Maybe we can sacrifice the other one…” Steve suggested.
Amber tensed slightly.
The cult leader rolled his eyes. “Oh, like a woman that old is a virgin!”
Amber’s eyes widened. “OLD?!”
“It couldn’t hurt to ask!”
“It’s a long shot, but…” The lead cultist turned to Amber. “Are you a virgin by chance?”
Amber’s face contorted as if all the muscles on her face were trying to pull it towards a single point just under and a bit to the side of her left eye.
“RHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!”
The lead cultist just stared at Amber. “Is that a ‘no’?”
Amber began sprinting straight for the lead cultist, anger chiseled across her face and rage in her eyes.
The lead cultist held his sword straight out in front of him as panic gripped his features. “STAY BACK! I HAVE A SWORD!”
In a flash, Amber was alongside the sword and holding the lead cultist’s wrist with her left hand as she drove her right fist into his face.
‘CRACK!’
The lead cultist fell to the ground and dropped the sword. It clattered on the concrete floor as the cultist cupped his face in his hand. “My nose! I think she broke it!”
“Well, it could only improve your look…”
“SHUT UP, STEVE! Someone grab her.”
Amber bent down and picked up the sword, glaring at the cultist angrily as she continued to grind her teeth.
“She has the sword!” one of them cried.
Amber suddenly swung her arm upward, flinging the sword straight into the air.
‘THWAaAaAaAaAaAaAaNG!’
The sword’s point stabbed into the ceiling and the sword vibrated from side to side as it remained lodged high above anyone who could possibly use it.
One of the cultists pointed at Amber. “She lost the sword… Get he—”
Amber suddenly reached out for the extended hand and yanked the cultist close to her as she raised her knee and placed it into their abdomen.
“OOOFF!”
The cultist crumpled to the ground in a heap.
“We should just rush her!” Another cultist cried. “She can’t take us all—”
Amber suddenly sprung forward again, cutting off the cultist by thrusting her elbow into the side of his face.
‘CRUNCH!’
She followed this up with a kick to another cultist’s knee.
‘THWACK!’
Both cultists recoiled from her attack and placed their hands over their fresh injuries.
“Ow! She apparently can take us all on!”
“Hey! Let’s give her Steve!” one cultist cried.
“What?! Uncool dudes!” Steve exclaimed. “Uncool!”
“Hey, yeah!” Another cultist agreed. “He was the one who suggested we sacrifice her…”
“DUDES! BALLOONIST SOLIDARITY!” Steve cried.
The uninjured cultists suddenly grabbed Steve and pushed him closer to Amber as the injured cultists scrambled away from her.
“Oh mighty, Amber,” one cultist said. “Will you forgive our trespasses if we offer you this sacrifice of a man with unpleasant body odor?”
“Holy crud, dude!” Steve exclaimed. “That was just mean!”
Amber’s angry expression suddenly shifted as her lips began to curl upward, still absorbing the malice written across her face as they formed a devilish smile. She reached out and snatched Steve’s robes, drawing him close to her. “Nope… but he’s a good start.”
“AAAAAHHHH!” the cultists cried as Amber began to contort Steve’s body into unnatural-looking shapes. The cultists scattered about the warehouse.
“I WAS WRONG!” Steve cried as there was a hard tug on one of his arms.
‘CLICK!’
“IT DID HURT TO ASK IF SHE WAS A VIRGIN!”
‘THUD!’
“IT HURTS BAD!”
‘CRACK!’
“AAAAAAHHHH!”
Having turned Steve into something resembling a pretzel in a robe, Amber discarded her victim and ran off in pursuit of her next. She caught and pummeled cultists as Gibson and Trixie continued to talk about everything from Trixie’s magic, to how she dresses.
“You have to do another video in your medieval wizardress getup!” Gibson said excitedly. “You just have to!”
“SOMEONE GRAB HER!” a cultist shouted as Amber continued to run amok in the warehouse.
Trixie placed an index finger against her chin and stared up at the ceiling briefly.
‘THWACK!’
“WHY DON’T YOU GRAB HER?!”
Trixie smiled and narrowed her eyelids slightly. “Ah … the one that was basically me in a swimsuit, elbow-length gloves, boots, and a cape?”
‘POW!’
Gibson nodded his head up and down enthusiastically.
“SHE JUST KICKED KYLE IN THE FACE! I’M NOT GETTING NEAR HER!”
Trixie giggled to herself. “Well, maybe just for you…” she cooed as she tickled Gibson’s chin lightly with an index finger.
“OH GOD! SHE’S ACTUALLY PICKING UP STAN!”
Gibson seemed to quiver with delight at Trixie’s light touch. “Best day ever…” he whispered.
‘WOMP!’
“You know,” Trixie said, “I can use someone to tell me how great and impressive I am.”
“Really?!” Gibson said. “That’s like… wow! I think I was put on this planet just to do that!”
Trixie smiled and with a flick of a wrist produced her phone. “Here, let me give you my number… just tell me yours.”
“OH GOD! IT DOESN’T BEND THAT WAY!”
Gibson looked at Trixie in disbelief. “You want my number?!”
‘CRACK!’
Trixie smiled at Gibson. “Well, I can’t give you my number if you don’t give me yours!”
“AAAAAAH! IT DOESN’T BEND THAT WAY, EITHER!”
Gibson quickly rattled off some digits.
Trixie quickly imputed them into her phone.
“Uh… hey…” Gibson said as she sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. “Could I… maybe… buy you a coffee? A grande vanilla café latte with skim milk, a cinnamon stick, and a touch of blueberry syrup all topped with whipped cream?”
Trixie’s eyes widened in surprise. “Oh my,” she said. “You really are Trixie’s biggest fan!”
“Well I’m a big fan of your body—OF WORK!” Gibson corrected hastily. “I meant to say ‘body of boobs’—I MEAN ‘OF WORK’!” Gibson sighed and hung his head. “… You don’t ever want to speak to me again, don’t you…” he muttered while staring down at his feet.
Trixie just smiled and lowered her head to get a better look at Gibson. “The Grrrreeeaaaat and Powerful Trixie would love a coffee…” She brought his head back up and held out the crook of her arm. “Especially if it’s from such a handsome and well-dressed man as yourself.”
Gibson looked up with a giant smile on his face. He looped his arm through Trixie’s as she pointed off into the warehouse, leading the pair away.
‘THUD!’
“WHHHHYYYY?!”
‘CRASH!’
“WHY IS THE EXIT SO HARD TO FIND?!”
‘THUMP!’
“WHAAAAAAA!”
I have some of the next chapter (or possibly chapters) written already and hope to speed things along. This arc is approaching its conclusion and I may be able to get the next installments out a bit quicker than I have been lately.
This depends on how my schedule pans out and there’s also a big holiday right around the corner, so I’m not positive things will arrive sooner than they have been, but I will certainly try.
Thanks to Tired Old Man for his diligent correcting of most everything I do here and also Purple Smart for going back and doing some corrections on my earlier chapters (most of which I still need to go back and correct 
)
And thank you for reading!
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Was that iron dust Elise Sr.? Chris should really stop being so surprised by this stuff. Yeah, Dr. Pullum could have done better on the supervillain theme. The cloaked guys didn't even try and search them? So, Gibson's a Trixie fan. Amber SMASH! You know, Gibson and Trixie are actually kind of adorable together, and it's kinda nice to see him get a break for once.
Gibson, you lucky SOB you.
...
I am pleased with this outcome.
Here's a typo I thought you'd want to know about:
I'm pretty sure you meant to write "Jean" there, based on the context of the conversation.
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Yep! Thanks for catching that!
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You're welcome. It's what I do.
TRIXSON FOREVER!
Gibson deserves somebody, and I have to admit that Trixie has a great body... Of work.
I'm with Amber on this one. Don't really need to know what Gibson jacks off to. Or who. Or where.
Well...that's...the most creative way to "defeat" an opponent ever...gush over her, then become her new boy-toy...
Can't deny it was effective.
As I was reading the part where Gibson was getting it on with Trixie I just knew where it was going and I was laughing on the inside so much! Well played!
5305290 Technically, nobody said that's why he has it. .... I'm probably just hoping irrationally, but considering this story, who the Buck knows?!
Anyway, Trixie and Gibson do make a cute couple! Amber really got to break some cultist spine.. And my sides! The fact that a cultist didn't scream some variant of "SHE PUNCHED OUT MY BLOOD!" Is probably the only complaint I have about this chapter.
I KNEW IT!
You know, I'm glad that Gibson finally got himself a girlfriend and that Trixie got herself an adoring fan and a happy ending. Amber beating up that balloon cult had me laughing on the floor.
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5305262
Ship it like fedex.
Trixie hookup I think YES<3
Go Gibson!
So Jean's a villain? This capter was just filled with awesome!
Gibson and Trixie? YES~ One less villain and Gibson actually got lucky with a girl and Amber beat up the cultists! A win-win-win there.
I don't know if someone else already said this, but you need to replace shot with shoot twice in this chapter.
....Okay this ark is kinda taking a long time, can you start going somewhere because I am starting to get bored.
i'm going to be very disappointed if Gibson doesn't end up with Trixie now.
Amber gets to release some of her anger and frustration that's been building up, Gibson gets a date, and the Great And Powerful Trixie found someone who can feed her ego...everybody wins(except balloon cultists, they're pretty much screwed)!
Is that a Sword of the Stars reference I spy?
Loved the Gibson + Trixie interaction and shiptease here.
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Elise mum took her time, but finally used the second oldest trick in the book for bringing out a hidden opponant. The oldest trick being a bag of flour, and a flaming arrow air blast. Far easier to find your opponant when they are embedded in the wall and on fire.
Pinkie getting more and more annoyed with the villains slowly peeling off the rest of the group. At this rate she aint going to need that chainsaw when next she meets Dan*, she will be showing him just what reality distortion really means by putting him in various scenes from the previous chapters, all at the same time.
Man, I hate to say it, but this is getting seriously hard to follow. I'm really confused about everything that's happening, which wasn't a problem in, say, part 11, where while there was silly randomness, it was at least fairly easy to keep track of what was going on. I feel especially like Pinkie is acting especially out of character and has basically transformed into a female Dan, which would be okay if you were going for less of the show's Pinkie Pie and more of the Pinkie from Cupcakes. And this whole battle where everybody is holding a grudge on everybody else, well, it just doesn't feel like Dan Vs. anymore, or like MLP. It just feels like it's launched into a surreal Joss Whedon fantasy.
Bottom line, I'm really sorry, but this is bizarre anarchy, even more bizarre than Pinkie or Dan levels. All I can say is, this had better be building up to something epic.
-Kirb, possibly on drugs.
Actually, y'know what, lemme amend that last comment and add that the antics between Trixie, Gibson, Amber and that cult definitely saved this chapter for me. I give you applause on that. fc05.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/366/8/8/clapping_pony_icon___trixie_by_taritoons-d5pw36r.gif
-Kirb, possibly on drugs.
5305596
Got these! Thanks!
Poor poor Steve, pFFFTttt hahahahahah. NOT. Amber was just a ticking time bomb just imagine if she got this mad when she got into the wrestling match with Sunset Shimmer.
5306181 No problem.
Dr Pullum? What next? Master Darun?
Holy crow. It's been a while since you've had a chapter this hilarious.
Finally! I've been waiting for this all week.
I got to say, it was worth it. I honestly didn't see this coming. Gibson finally gets a girl(And it's Trixie, which is even better.(Face it tiger, you hit the jackpot.
)) I hope this means that we'll be seeing more of Trixie from now on. I wonder if Amber is going to get a little jealous now that Gibson has tossed her aside like yesterday's news?(She really needs to get laid. But who would be the right man for her?
)
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“We went to Villain University together.
and copping Magnetos style
Both cultists recoiled from her attack and placed their hands over their fresh injuries.”
1. Your closing quotation mark migrated.
2. Magneto's.
3. Here is where it migrated.
Women, age and... Well, just age questions are a bad way to go. Poor cultists but can't say they didn't deserve it.
I'd probably just ask if she had her menopause. *gets shot, rammed, trampled, mutilated and other stuff done to my oh so not ready body*
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Jean isn't a villain. He just graduated top marks from the University for Villains.
He's more Chaotic Neutral than anything.
......why do I see this ending with all of them somehow working at the bakery?
I'd shake Gibson's hand if I could. Congrats dude.
Dan's gonna be mad when he finds out that everyone's stealing his thing.
5306056 I would say that this is the section of the story where having seen the entirety of Dan Vs is a necessity. Basically, If DanVs had continued, this is where it would hit. With every single Villain or enemy Dan ruined would come back to attack him in force, Dan would have to gather his allies and fight back. I'd also say this is a fairly accurate prediction of how season 4 of DanVs would've ended. (Minus the crossovers and Pinkie and such)
Now I'm torn. Should I continue pushing GibsonxAmber? But GibsonxTrixie is so.... I can't really come up with an adequate adjective. BUT IT'S DEFINITELY LOOKING BETTER THAN THE FIRST ONE!
5307358 I suppose that could work for a season or series finale, but that would imply that Justice is ending this, and he wouldn't go and do a thing like that, right?
...Right?
-Kirb, possibly on drugs.
Huh. Any ideaa on the age gap her between Gibson and Trixie? I mean most of the pony girls are about early to mid - 20's in human age, and Dan Vs. world doesn't mess with their ages. Sunset came off kind off kind of immature but about the same.
I'm only asking because Love Tap is going to go Ballistic when she sees a grown woman legitimately dating her teenage son. Lets face it, when he was failing it was tolerable, but this is not going to stand. As much as I feel for the guy (and his impossible confidence), but his mother at least is never going to shut this down (quite possibly violently).
Too bad. Dating a built 20- something who wears fetishy outfits is pretty much every teenage boys dream (regardless of their sexual orientation). He almost outright won at being a teenager. And I can actually see them working as a couple. Yet again you have twisted canon to your whim and made the impossible seem like a really good idea. Still, this will be fun to see play out.
5308622
Trust me, all of this is not lost on me.
It's probably more likely to be addressed once catch up on and possible finish some of my other ongoing and find time to blow the dust off 'Take a Slice out of Life'. I have more early days Dan & Pinkie stuff to write there, still, but I do want to explore things with Gibson, Trixie, and even Amber a bit more.
5308622 Hmm... someone in this story going ballistic because a family member is dating someone she feels is inappropriate?
Nah... that'd never happen in such a straitlaced parable of the dangers of 2nd hoof smoke (I totally figured out the moral of this story just now!)
Can we please please PLEASE have some Bloody Visceral stuff? I mean, our needs need to be sated.
I'm glad Gibson finally found someone.
Even if she's a borderline insane magician with a superiority complex.
5312473 That is not science, and Scientology states that tomatoes can scream so... no logic. Thanks for playing.
5306868 You know, Trixie actually liking Gibson, and his devotion might be what filled Amber with so much rage.
Trixie gets to act on the love that Amber can only secretly dream of...since Gibson's, what, 16?...
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This story is about a man falling in love with a talking horse from another dimension, your argument is invalid.
While I agree that Trixie and Gibson hooking up did cause Amber to go ballistic, I think it's for a different reason. I think it's because she's jealous that Gibson found somebody. Amber has had anger issues when it comes to relationships, it really frustrates her because she doesn't have a boyfriend. Seeing everyone around her hooking up pisses her off wondering why she cant find one for herself. While she wasn't going to hook up with Gibson, she probably at least appreciated the attention. But now that Gibson of all people, the person she didn't think would ever get a girlfriend because of his personality now has a girlfriend she gets angry. Everyone is hooking up but her and it pisses her off to which she lets out her rage on whoever is around. As I said, she needs to get laid. Once she finds someone her anger levels will go away as she burns of that energy on....other things.
5313673 My argument is still completely valid...just means that guy is really weird is all...
*stares at the screen with frazzled hair and a twitching eye*
F-finally... catched up... *giggles uncontrolled* so much glorious, glorious maddnesssss... Imma gonna die for a bit now, nighty-nighty.
*passes out in front of the PC, constantly switching between whimpering and giggling*
5314747 In my head Pinkie was saying all of it to me while I was typing it....
5138562 Retracted. I take my words, salt them, ketchup them, put the dislikes as a side dish, tie a towel over my chest and eat it like the gentleman I am. I was honestly expecting Dan to be forced in that kind of a relationship. Mostly because the future titles stated that they'd go to couple's counseling, then Pinkamena would be out to slice Dan*'s throat. Little did I know that there was another Dan.