<

RainbowDoubleDash

Joined January 2012
1,005 followers

I keep staring at that "Block RainbowDoubleDash" button, and I can't help but wonder what would happen if I clicked it...

Stories (18)

  • Family Matters
    Dinky Doo has the best mother in the world, and the best mother deserves the best birthday present.

    24,828 words · 6,040 views · 440 likes · 6 dislikes
  • "Daleks Have No Concept of Friendship!"
    A dalek appears in Equestria - not just any dalek, but the one that had been corrupted by Rose Tyler's DNA. It has a choice of life as a pony, or dying, and finds that it cannot bear to die a second time. Thus begins a strange adventure...
    4,944 words · 6,035 views · 888 likes · 19 dislikes
  • An Awkward Day
    Apparently Princess Cadenza's homeland is about to be invaded by Princess Luna. This is...awkward.
    7,787 words · 6,423 views · 678 likes · 16 dislikes
  • Longest Night, Longest Day
    After a thousand years, Corona is free!
    73,186 words · 11,736 views · 840 likes · 23 dislikes
  • Crisis on Two Equestrias
    83,162 words · 7,903 views · 1,079 likes · 35 dislikes
  • Helping...Hands?
    40,928 words · 4,945 views · 378 likes · 10 dislikes
  • Countdown to Crisis
    8,246 words · 2,828 views · 294 likes · 7 dislikes
  • Tales of Ponyville
    47,285 words · 3,679 views · 301 likes · 8 dislikes
  • The Life and Times of Nightmare Moon
    4,197 words · 1,791 views · 120 likes · 2 dislikes
  • I'll See You Soon
    13,985 words · 1,237 views · 139 likes · 3 dislikes

Blog Posts (103)

x

“Lulamoon – ” Lyra began.

The blue unicorn glared at Lyra Heartstrings. “Trixie,” she ordered in a tone one normally reserved for informing ponies that their loved ones had met horrible ends, and that one enjoyed relating this fact immensely.

Lyra blinked a few times at the intensity. “I’m…sorry,” the mint-green unicorn apologized. “It’s just that Princess Luna said that ‘Trixie’ was a nickname, and I didn’t think I knew you well enough.”

The other unicorn stared across the wagon cabin at Lyra for a few moments, before sighing. “My given name is Trixie Lulamoon. I’m from Neigh Orleans, and the tradition there is to use a pony’s second name if they have one. But I hate, I hate, Lulamoon. So call me Trixie.”

Lyra raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong with Lulamoon?”

“I hate it.”

“I gathered. But I mean, what’s actually wrong with it?”

The blue unicorn turned her head down, staring at the large cabin’s floor. The two had left Canterlot an half an hour ago, but the train ride still had about another hour and a half before it reached their destination of Ponyville. So far, the cabin had been just about the only enjoyable part of the train ride – it had been first-class, so the two unicorns had as much space as they wanted to themselves. The cabin was, in fact, almost as large as the apartment that Lyra had been staying in for the past several years while living in Canterlot and attending Luna’s school of magic.

Lyra realized after several minutes of waiting that Trixie wasn’t going to respond to her question. The unicorn let out a sigh as she looked out the train’s window, as the train sped by Equestria. The entire landscape was blanketed in glistening white snow, the aftermath of a nation-wide storm that the weather ponies had insisted was necessary. It gave the land a serene, inspiring appearance, and as long as Lyra sat in the heated train car she could appreciate the winter wonderland thoroughly. It was enough to make her forget about the grumpy pony sitting across from her and hum out a nice tune…

Trixie’s head shot up at the melody. “What are you doing?” she demanded.

Lyra glanced at Trixie. “Humming,” she answered.

“No, that tune,” Trixie clarified, one eye narrowing as she leaned forward. “That was ‘Skip to My Lou’ you were humming.”

“No it wasn’t,” Lyra responded, then considered the absent-minded song. “Was it? I don’t know, I wasn’t thinking…” Now, however, she was, and quite suddenly a full-toothed grin split her features when enlightenment struck. “Oh, stars above, that’s why you hate Lulamoon,” the mint green unicorn realized.

“No it isn’t!” Trixie insisted, though her widening eyes suggested the opposite.

Lou, lou, skip to my lou,” Lyra sang, leaning forward. “Lou, lou, skip to my lou, fly’s in the buttermilk, shoo fly shoo –

“I’ll turn you into a newt,” Trixie threatened, pointing a hoof at Lyra, even as the unicorn continued to sing. “Every school day when I was a filly I had to hear ponies singing that song whenever my name was mentioned and seriously I will turn you into a newt if you don’t stop!

Lyra did stop, but only because her laughter was interrupting the song too much. “Every time?” she asked between giggles.

“Every time,” Trixie insisted. “I don’t know, somepony thought it was funny and maybe it was funny, but it got old real fast.” Her gaze turned to a golden object sitting next to Lyra. “Why not put that thing to use?”

Lyra’s horn glowed, and a glowing aura of magic wrapped around her lyre as it levitated over to in front of her. The unicorn shifted sitting positions on the train’s seat, into one that most ponies thought looked incredibly uncomfortable, but which Lyra never minded herself – back resting against the cushioned wall, hind legs hanging over the seat’s edge.

One of Trixie’s eyebrows rose sharply at the sight, and managed to ascend even further as Lyra placed her hooves on either side of her lyre. “You’re…going to play with your hooves?” Trixie asked.

“I’m better with my hooves than with magic,” Lyra responded matter-of-factly.

Trixie blinked a few times at the statement, finding it exceedingly difficult to believe. After a moment, however, she settled down onto her stomach on the seat. “Fine,” the blue unicorn decided, waving a hoof imperiously. “Play on, maestro.”

---

My little pony, My little pony

Ahh ahh ahh ahhh...

My little pony

Friendship never meant that much to me

My little pony

But you're all here and now I can see

Stormy weather; Lots to share

A musical bond; With love and care

Teaching laughter; It's an easy feat,

And magic makes it all complete!

You have my little ponies

How'd I ever make so many true friends?

---

“And here we are,” Lyra proclaimed as the two stepped from the train and into the cool, crisp morning air, Trixie grateful for the enchantment woven into her cape that would keep her warm despite the thin material it was made from. “Ponyville.”

Trixie pulled back her hat’s brim, giving what she could see of the town a once-over. Unlike Canterlot, Manehattan, or most of the great cities of Equestria, Ponyville didn’t appear to have a single building over five stories tall. What the settlement lacked in vertical height, however, it made up for with horizontal spread; in terms of land area, Ponyville was one of the largest communities in the realm, though its population kept it firmly in the ‘large town’ category and out of the ‘small city’ one.

Trixie broke from her reverie long enough to see to it that her luggage and Lyra’s own were delivered to their respective destinations by a quartet of earth pony porters that had accompanied them from Canterlot. She took the time to pass them each a couple of silver bits apiece as a gratuity and to ensure that the best of care was given to their belongings. She quickly afterwards plunged back into her own thoughts, however, as she considered the tasks that lay before her, the responsibility that she had, through a combination of reasoning, pleading, whining, and maybe a little blackmail, finally been able to wrest from Princess Luna. No, Ponyville was not a large city like Manehattan, Stalliongrad, or her hometown of Neigh Orleans, but that was what made it ideal for her to finally put everything she was learning from Luna to practical use.

“So,” Lyra interrupted after growing uncomfortable with Trixie’s silence, “where to first? The Apples? The weather team? Introducing yourself to the mayor?”

Trixie glanced at her mint-colored companion, currently wearing a warm-looking, wool winter cloak and a gray Gatsby cap, somehow fitting the latter snugly over her horn without making the style look uncomfortable. “You’re eager,” she observed.

“No offense, but I want to get this whole ‘escort’ job over and done with,” Lyra responded.

Trixie grimaced at Lyra’s subtle, but clear, reminder that the two were not friends, merely acquaintances. “How much is Princess Luna paying you?” she asked.

Lyra named a large, round figure. Trixie’s eyes widened, causing Lyra to smirk. “Yeah, that was my reaction,” she said as she pulled the brim of her Gatsby cap over her eyes in a sign of mock embarrassment. Trixie looked away at that, her thoughts turning inwards to what the conversation must have been like, or at least how she saw it in her mind’s eye:

“You,” Princess Luna, tall and regal-looking as ever, said as she pointed to Lyra. “We are investing in our student a measure of responsibility for a change, and making her Our representative to Ponyville! And you are from Ponyville! So We ask that you serve as her escort for a few days while she settles. It’s not like you’ll have anything else to do since you’re a musician and so don’t have a real job.”

“Oh no,” Lyra responded. “You want me to deal with Trixie Lou-lou-skip-to-my-Lulamoon? Nopony likes her! I’ve never met her personally, and I would like to continue that lucky streak!”

“You’re right!” Luna exclaimed. “Especially after the ice palace incident, nopony likes Trixie. But We shall pay you an exorbitant amount of bits to do so!” And then the princess named a number.

Lyra considered. “Maybe if you throw in some land,” she suggested. “And a title. Vicereine Lyra has a nice ring to it…”

“Trixie,” Lyra interrupted her fellow unicorn. Trixie blinked a few times, and saw that she had nearly walked face-first into a lamp post and had been stopped only by Lyra’s outstretched hoof.

The blue unicorn shook her head to clear it. “Sorry,” she apologized. “I was just thinking about…stuff.”

“Stuff?” Lyra asked.

“Stuff,” Trixie confirmed. “And junk.”

Lyra was silent for several moments at the painfully obvious evasion to her concern, before letting out a sigh. “Whatever,” she said. “So where to first?”

Trixie considered, looking up to the sky as she did so. From the position of the sun, it looked to be about eleven o’clock – wherever they went, they’d have to hurry if they wanted to avoid being caught outside during midday. A rumbling stomach quickly decided Trixie’s first destination. “The Apple Trust,” she decided with a nod.

Lyra nodded, turning towards a street and beginning to trot off, her charge in tow. As they walked, Trixie considered the ponies around her. Some gave her an odd look at her choice of clothing – a purple, star-studded cape and wizard’s hat – but mostly she received only a few polite nods or the occasional greeting. It was a welcome change from the reputation she had managed to build for herself in Canterlot over the past few years, where the best she could usually hope for was an indifferent stare – and those she hadn’t received at all over the past few weeks, ever since the ice palace –

No, Trixie insisted, forcing herself to forget about that night, the ice-turned-water getting everywhere and the absolutely livid look in Princess Luna’s eyes. No, you’re not going to think like that. Fresh start, Trixie. Fresh start.

---

“Lyra, I’m going to ask you something, and I want you to be honest,” Trixie stated.

“Yeah?”

“Are you lost?”

Lyra’s silence to Trixie’s inquiry was answer enough. The blue unicorn let out a long sigh as her companion stopped at a fork in the road, considering as she rubbed the back of her head with one hoof. “I thought you grew up in Ponyville,” Trixie accused.

“I did, but I never really went out to the Apples,” Lyra responded as she looked around. Ponyville was to the east of them, still visible over the rolling, snow-covered hills, but the site of the Apple Trust’s first and largest farm was somehow evading them. “They came into town. No need to go to the farm.”

“So you’re lost,” Trixie surmised.

Lyra glared at her charge a moment. “No,” she said firmly, pointing a hoof down the right path. “It’s that way.” She began trotting off, a determined spring to her steps.

With a sigh, Trixie followed, glancing nervously at the sky as she did. “It’s just about midday,” she noted.

“I know,” Lyra responded gruffly, glancing over her shoulder a moment before returning her attention to the road ahead. “It’s just a stupid superstition. It’s not like Corona is going to fly on down and immolate us just for being outside.”

Trixie shivered slightly nevertheless, and not from the cold, as the two trotted next to a white fence that separated the road from an empty farmer’s field, a field notably lacking apples of any kind. Despite Lyra’s words, she picked up the pace just as much as Trixie did, and each cast nervous glances to the sky as the sun continued its inexorable climb overhead. At a guess, they had maybe ten minutes, at most, before the sun reached its zenith.

“Should have gone to my new home first,” Trixie muttered to herself. “I knew it was too close to midday to head out.” She glared at Lyra. “Or would you have gotten lost on the way there as well?”

“I’m not lost,” Lyra insisted.

“So where’s Sweet Apple Acres, then?”

“There should be signs. I mean, there were signs all over the place back before I went to Canterlot. I don’t know what happened to them.” Lyra glared at Trixie. “But I’m not lost.” She glanced ahead. “A ha. And I can prove it.”

Ahead, Trixie and Lyra spotted a gold-coated, orange-maned earth pony trotting with nearly as much speed as the two unicorns were. She was wearing a wide-brimmed sunhat and saddlebags laden with groceries, and was just beginning to open a gate in the white fence they had been trotting beside when she spotted them.

“Oh my,” she exclaimed on seeing the two unicorns. An odd look of hopefulness came over her features. “What are you two fillies doing out at this time of day?”

“Getting increasingly lost,” Trixie answered, glancing once more at the sun. At this point, it was close enough to midday that no one would argue the point. Trixie tried to remember the last time she had been outside when the sun was at its zenith, but couldn’t for the life of her remember. Nopony stayed outside during midday without an extremely good reason.

“We’re not lost,” Lyra insisted. She pointed down the dirt path. “It’s that way to Sweet Apple Acres, right?”

The earth pony’s hopefulness faded away at Lyra’s question, replaced by a sort of resignation. “Um, yes,” she responded. “Just keep going straight down that way about two miles. You can’t miss it.”

Ha!” Lyra exclaimed, turning to Trixie and sticking out her tongue.

Trixie ignored her as she tipped her wizard’s cap. “Thank-you,” she responded, consciously doing nothing to hide her nervousness. She turned to Lyra. “Come on. At a full gallop we can probably be there in a few minutes…”

The orange earth pony bit her lip at Trixie’s obvious distress, and didn’t seem to miss Lyra’s own despite the mint-green unicorn working to hide it. “Hold on,” she insisted. “Is it really that important that you get where you’re going quickly?”

Trixie pointed a hoof straight up. “It is if we don’t want to be outside in this,” she responded.

“Is that all?” she asked. At a confirming nod from Trixie, she pointed down the path that lead to her house. “You can come inside if you like. I was just about to make myself lunch.”

“Oh, no. We wouldn’t want to impose,” Trixie lied, for herself at least.

“No. I insist,” the earth pony said, trotting behind Trixie and Lyra and shooing them towards her house, a rustic cottage about a hundred feet from the fence. Trixie put up only a small show of resisting before the three of them crossed the distance from the fence to the earth pony’s front door and made their way inside. Trixie did not hide her very real sigh of relief as she got out from under the sun’s rays and was, instead, safely enclosed by four walls and a sturdy roof. The house inside was simple and plainly decorated, looking like it contained little more than a living room, kitchen, and a few bedrooms, without so much as a second story.

“Thank-you,” Trixie said as she turned to the earth pony who had taken the two unicorns in. Yes, Trixie had subtly influenced her towards that decision with a few well-chosen words said in the right tone of voice, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t be grateful about it.

Her new acquaintance shook her orange tresses. “No need,” she responded as she slipped her saddlebags off of her, taking them in her mouth and bringing them to her kitchen. With her bags no longer in the way, Trixie could see her cutie mark – a trio of healthy-looking, green-stalked carrots. After setting them down, she turned back to Trixie and Lyra. “My name is Carrot Top, incidentally.”

“Lyra Heartstrings,” the mint unicorn said as she used her magic to slide off her Gatsby cap and wool cloak. She used the levitated cap to point to Trixie. “And this is Trixie Lul – ”

Just Trixie,” the other unicorn interrupted with an angry glare towards her companion, before turning back to Carrot Top. “I’m Ponyville’s new representative from the Night Court of Luna.”

Trixie tried to keep the pride from her voice at that statement. She tried. She did not succeed, but she didn’t feel particularly bad about that, either. Carrot Top’s eyes widened a little at the proclamation. “Oh my!” she exclaimed, trotting up to Trixie and giving a slight bow. “Um…so would that be Lady Trixie, or Countess, or Vicereine, or…?”

Trixie shook her head, trying to hide her enjoyment at the bow. “Just Trixie. Or Representative Trixie, I suppose. I’m not a noble.”

Carrot Top seemed to be simultaneously surprised that the Princess would appoint a commoner to the position of Ponyville representative, and comforted by the thought that Ponyville’s new representative would be a mare of the people. From what Trixie understood, the previous holder – Blueblood something, or something Blueblood, Trixie hadn’t bothered to remember – had kept his noble person distant from the ponies of Ponyville prior to his retirement from office just a few weeks ago.

“Anyway,” Lyra interrupted, “we don’t want to impose. We’ll just wait out midday here and be on our way.”

“To the Apples,” Carrot Top added, her voice once more losing a bit of joy. She looked to Trixie. “So this is probably about the Longest Night festival, isn’t it?”

Trixie nodded at the mention of the celebration of the winter solstice, coming up in just two days. “Yes,” she confirmed. “I’ve been appointed as the official overseer of the festival. The Apples are overseeing the food stalls, I’m given to understand.” She looked out a window, at the empty, snow-covered fields surrounding the house. “So, you’re a carrot farmer, I take it?” Given the pony’s name and cutie mark, it was hardly a surprise when she nodded in affirmation. “What have you got planned?”

The farmer blinked a few times at Trixie’s question. “I’m sorry?” she asked.

“For the festival,” Trixie continued. “Or is it some kind of surprise?”

The golden earth pony’s eyes continued to flutter in confusion for a few moments. “I…well, I don’t have any plans,” she said, as though the answer should have been obvious. “The Apples are overseeing the food stalls.”

Now it was Trixie’s turn to be confused. “Well, yes, because the Trust is experienced with coordinating large numbers of ponies,” she said. “But you don’t want to miss a sales opportunity like the Longest Night, do you?”

“Uh, Trixie?” Lyra asked, stepping next to the blue unicorn. “That’s not how it works in Ponyville. At least not with the big-time festivals in fall and winter and spring. The Apples run all the food stalls.”

“Why?”

“That’s just how it is, Representative,” Carrot Top said, shrugging a little. “It might have something to do with the Apples being the founding family of Ponyville. There are other farms, and we get to set up stalls during any of the minor celebrations, but not during the Longest Night, the Eventime, or the Ingathering.”

Trixie considered that. More specifically, she considered the thought of having only apples to eat in two days’ time. Apple fritters, apple pies, apple juice, caramel apple, candied apple, apple cider…

“That’s stupid and that’s not what’s happening this year,” Trixie proclaimed.

Comments ( 40 )

#1 · 110w, 2d ago · · ·

Sweet!!! Boast Busted was pretty badass.  Then there's this.

#2 · 110w, 2d ago · · ·

Keep writing these, i love this universe! =D

#3 · 110w, 2d ago · · ·

Oh, yeah! ***Kool-Aid Man Crashes through my wall***

(Stop doing that!)

Ahem. You teased this before but you kept your word on expanding this universe! I'm really glad to see it. I love Trixie's sarcasm and deadpan wit!

I also like how this Trixie has problems with friendship but not because she's a recluse like Twilight. She just has that way of getting on ponies' nerves.

Heh, I also got a good chuckle out of why Trixie hates her surname. Never thought of that reason.

If you're using the names given through the blind bags, how about Carrot Top's? Golden Harvest, I think it was.

Interesting take on how the Apples have a monopoly on the local economy and other ponies have to work around them. It's very close to another company that's taking over the technology world lately...

Really looking forward to more!

#4 · 110w, 2d ago · · ·

Aw buck yeah. I've been waiting for this since I finshed reading the other one AND HERE IT IS. THANK YOU.

GRRR, WE NEED MORE EMOTIPONIES FOR THE NEW MANE 6.

AND TRIXIE IS NOW ONE OF MY FAVOURITES. AGAIN, HOW THE BUCK DID YOU DO THAT?! :trixieshiftleft:

Also, will Corona have certain... elements... of Trollestia? :trollestia:

Instant Track and Like.

#5 · 110w, 2d ago · · ·

Two-hour train ride from Canterlot to Ponyville?  Hmmm...   But you can see Canterlot from Ponyville.  So figure maybe 12-15 miles or thereabouts, as the pegasus flies?  I guess the track has to spiral down the mountain...  I just dunno.  Seems rather slow going to me.

#6 · 110w, 2d ago · · ·

>>303951

It'd be ten kinds of epic if we could actually get them, but I doubt it. Mostly I just want a Tom emote and a Trixie emote where she isn't scowling.

How do I make Trixie likeable? I dunno. I just write her the way I think she acts on a normal day, not when she's trying to do...whatever, like in the episode.

(What was Trixie's plan, even, in Boast Busters? Phase I: Show up in town and insult everypony. Phase II: ??? Phase III: Profit!)

As for Corona and Celestia and Trollestia, I dunno. Well, that's a lie, I do know, but you'll just have to wait...

>>303959

Um...Ponyville...isn't in quite...the same location...? There are stops on the way? I don't know, for some reason having it be less time seems wrong to me.

#7 · 110w, 2d ago · · ·

"She took the time to pass them each a handful of gold bits apiece as a gratuity..."

Handful?  :rainbowhuh:

I assumed bits are minted from brass, not gold.  That's partly because the "brass bit" is a common low-value coin in D&D and some other fantasy game settings (and FiM draws some things from D&D lore, such as the various monsters).  The other thing is, if a "bit" is a gold coin, then gold must be an unbelievably common and low-value metal in Equestria.  Which I guess is possible, because look how they treat gems after all...  but still, it doesn't seem right to me.  Something needs to be valuable in their world!

#8 · 110w, 2d ago · · ·

>>303969 So Trixie is the Equestrian equivalent of Underpants Gnomes? :D

I really want to see where this goes, and to help you feature it, I'm favouriting it now.

And for future Ditzy, I say now Dærp!

#9 · 110w, 1d ago · · ·

>>304035

I've never heard of the brass bit being used in D&D. I thought it went copper < silver < gold, with 10 cp equalling 1 sp, and 10 sp equalling 1 gp. That's how it worked in D&D 3rd Edition, anyway, which is the only version I've really played. I know there was a brief stint where there was electrum between silver and gold (I think there was 5 ep to each gp) back in AD&D days, and platinum's fairly common in most editions too (with 10 gp to each pp in all editions).

Anyway, the point being that I've never heard of brass being used as a currency, and the Equestrian coins definitely look like they're made of gold. Given how common gemstones seem to be, it wouldn't surprise me if gold was ludicrously common.

Mmn, still, I see the point. I think I'll change things to be a few silver bits and use the D&D 3rd Edition assumption that silver is the common denomination, i.e., 1 sp is basically 1 dollar.

#10 · 110w, 1d ago · · ·

I knew Applejack was lying about how the Apple family needed the money they could prolly fix Granny Smith's hip, fix the farm and still have enough left over to fix Town Hall even w/o the cider sales for shame AJ for shame :ajsleepy:. (closest emote I could find)

#11 · 110w, 1d ago · · ·

>>304933

Not lying, per se. I think she honestly believes that the Apples are a struggling farm, or at least that the success they have could disappear in an instant. But given their monopoly on zap apples, their cider being good enough to get ponies to line up for hours to taste, and the fact that Sweet Apple Acres is but one holding of what appears to be a very large family franchise...I don't think Applejack's beliefs match up to the shown reality very well.

But again, though, I don't think she's lying.

#12 · 110w, 1d ago · · ·

I think your headcanon for Applejack is completely silly, but let's roll with it for now. My favorite part was your cut from Trixie being sarcastic and bitchy straight into the themesong about friendship and magic. :trixieshiftright:

Looking forward to seeing the hulking and violent Raindrops again, and the rest of the bunch, as well as how the other four of the canon six are doing. It seems impossible that Trixie (as a new pony in town) could avoid Pinkie Pie for long :pinkiegasp:, and Rarity will instantly gravitate toward anypony in a giant hat ... :raritystarry:

#13 · 110w, 1d ago · · ·

>>304956

Watch her and Trixie become enemies because she points out the stranglehold that her family has on the local economy.

#14 · 110w, 1d ago · · ·

>>304956

So somepony prolly Granny Smith or Bic Mac tells her that and she believes them.  BTW I know that there's a new Mane 6 and the original Mane 6 won't really be see except in passing but Pinkie wouldn't let Trixie come to town w/o throwing her a "Welcome to Ponyville" party so you might want to throw that in even if just for the lulz :rainbowwild:.

#15 · 110w, 1d ago · · ·

Great to see a new installment of The World That Hates The Sun! You've introduced the cultural more of caution around noon really well, I think - I got the shivers from it. I'm very keen to see how the new version of the Apple family looks!

#16 · 110w, 1d ago · · ·

I just read boast busted, and then this!  all of my :heart::heart::heart:

#17 · 110w, 1d ago · · ·

Yay, more of The Involuntarily Antagonizing and Only Slightly Remorseful Trixie.

Doesn't really roll off your tongue, does it? :twilightsheepish:

#18 · 110w, 1d ago · · ·

I really enjoyed Boast Busted and I was looking forward to reading more of this Alternate Universe. And I was not disappointed, far from it, I really enjoyed this first chapter. I wonder what other surprises you have in store for us? The Apples aren't a struggling farm, which again doesn't make sense, even in the show's canon given they have exclusive rights to Zap apple Jam and seem to be the sole provider of Apple Cider in Ponyville.

I can imagine when you reveal Sweet Apple Acre's the farm will actually be very modern. Rows upon rows of Apple trees, Applejack being a bit more like a tycoon and employing loads of extra help. Also wouldn't it be a nice twist if the Orange's were the one's struggling? Or they were the unsophisticated cousins?

Also it's hard to imagine Pinkie being anything but the party pony, but what if she ran a firm that organized party's along with her two un-named sisters? Or keep Pinkie as she is, perhaps she's a universal constant :pinkiehappy:.

I look forward to seeing how Trixie met Raindrops, Derpy & Cherilee. Also Trixie's confrontation with the Apple's is a must see for me :heart:. So yeah excellent chapter, looking forward to the next one :heart:

#19 · 110w, 1d ago · · ·

Very good, here. I like the differences, like trains, the unease at midday and such. And yeah, I don't even like apples. Variety is the spice of life!

As for Trixie, very nice here. She's one of my favorites from the show.

#20 · 110w, 21h ago · · ·

YEAH. Carrot Top for win, because Apples are monopoly and need to be overthrown! Trixie strikes again =3 Loves Boast Busted, so definetly tracking this one. Awesome so far.

#21 · 109w, 5d ago · · ·

i just want to say that the use of silver as their currency makes me happy.

the bits shown in the show always looked gold to me. which, considering the immortal sun goddess, made perfect sense. gold has constantly been used to represent the sun throughout our own history, why should it be any different in equestria? not to mention sunlight is often referred to as 'golden rays'.

this, however, is a world that fears the sun and reveres the moon. i see no reason the ponies here would want to be reminded of the sun every time they thought about or did anything with money, especially when there's so vivid a memento every day (the noontime respite). besides which, moonlight has a silvery sheen. so, with an immortal moon goddess running the show, silver is just more appropriate.

so i repeat: i appreciate the use of silver.

#22 · 106w, 5d ago · · ·

I've got no problem with Applejack being something of a local tycoon here; this is an alt-universe story, after all. Changing things in interesting ways is the whole point, there!

#23 · 98w, 1h ago · · ·

Glad you added the opening.

#24 · 95w, 6d ago · · ·

>>304956

I just figure that they aren't consolidated.  Meaning that Applejack owns the Ponyville farm, and all the others own their own farms.  In fact in a world where ponies are less inclined to trust, why put their wellbeing in the hooves of distant ponies.  In the show it seems that Sweet Apple Acres would not be harmed by Braeburn's start up farm failing because of buffalo raids.  In the Lunaverse they would be.

#25 · 92w, 4d ago · · ·

I like this. an interesting premise that requires me to read the rest of the Lunaverse:pinkiehappy:, but did you have to make the song so bright?:pinkiesick:  My eyes started watering while I was trying to read it, and my screen isn't even at a quarter of the max.  All those colors just thrown in really knocked me out of the story.

#26 · 90w, 5d ago · · ·

“That’s stupid and that’s not what’s happening this year,”

Oh god I lost it with that line!

#27 · 90w, 1d ago · 1 · ·

>>303928

The one that has a coincidentally perfect name for that comparison to be made?

#28 · 74w, 5d ago · · ·

I've noticed something of a continuity error in this story.(it's a small one, but it's somethingI noticed). In the next chapters, yra is seen calling Trixie 'Skip to tthe Lou-moon' or something. But at the start, it's clear that Lyra doesn't know why Trixie hates her name.

#29 · 74w, 5d ago · · ·

>>1606480

“No, that tune,” Trixie clarified, one eye narrowing as she leaned forward. “That was ‘Skip to My Lou’ you were humming.”

“No it wasn’t,” Lyra responded, then considered the absent-minded song. “Was it? I don’t know, I wasn’t thinking…” Now, however, she was, and quite suddenly a full-toothed grin split her features when enlightenment struck. “Oh, stars above, that’s why you hate Lulamoon,” the mint green unicorn realized.

“No it isn’t!” Trixie insisted, though her widening eyes suggested the opposite.

(Lyra was just humming a random tune, but it happened to be "Skip to my Lou," which sets of Trixie here)

Later in the chapter, the "conversation" between Lyra and Luna, is actually just a fantasy spot on Trixie's part. It didn't really happen.

#30 · 70w, 3d ago · 3 · ·

Lyra knows how magical the word 'anyway' is. example:

in a conversation with sombody you dont like but like to humor them (like rainbow dash and everybody else:rainbowlaugh:) they`re constantly talking and your waiting for a gap to talk. you think theres no gap... this assholes not even breating! {finds small gap to talk} "anyway... i better get going" (sprints off")

#31 · 60w, 1d ago · · ·

>>1786925 Lyra knows you said that. :trixieshiftright:

#32 · 60w, 1d ago · · ·

I love this story!! Luna beats celestia any day, btw. And you even made an intro song. :D

#33 · 56w, 5d ago · · ·

  Well this has been a rather interesting and funny first chapter, i think my favorite part was when  Trixie was imagining how Luna talked Lyra into being Trixie's escort to Ponyville, the rest of the comedy was great, and i also would like to say that the bits of foreshadowing that has been put into this was also really well done.

I am very glad that i have decide to re-read and also review these stories, especially since i didn't have a chance before, since i didn't have a account to this site when i first read them.:twilightsheepish:

#34 · 56w, 4d ago · · ·

:) take that Apple family. Your monopoly is not going to be canon in this story. (i assume). I wonder how they will take it.

I always hated that any one who sold stuff that wasn't the mane six or goods friends with the mane six were evil. celery to self-help, if the elements weren't involved they would be jerks at best, villains of the week at worst. :unsuresweetie:

#35 · 53w, 5d ago · 1 · ·

carrot top: Well, other ponies can't sell anything.

AWKWARD SILENCE FOR A FEW MOMENTS

Trixie: That's stupid so we're not going to do that.

This is such an awesome story. Cannot wait until I finish the end!

#36 · 29w, 5d ago · · ·

Vicereine Lyra has a nice ring to it…

Would that make Bon Bon a viceroy, per definition #1 of vicereine? :ajsmug: :trollestia:

#37 · 19w, 3d ago · · ·

And so it starts.  I've heard a great deal about this series (being perhaps the largest of the fan-made universes), and I'm looking forward to reading it:pinkiehappy:  Also, its interesting though, that since Luna is the one to have been around for the past 1000 years, and not Celestia, it seems she still speaks "ye olde equestrian", but maybe thats only because of the small amount of lines from her I've seen thus far:unsuresweetie:

#38 · 13w, 4d ago · · ·

I find it funny that reading about this inspired an idea that I then sat on for a year or so before actually starting to do real work on it---which is exactly as long as it took me to start reading the thing that inspired me, give or take a few days. It's interesting to see this sort of "Bizarro Universe", so to speak, where everything is predicated upon a reversal of the main canon and things build from that.

Comment posted by dmgtitan deleted at 7:44am on the 22nd of March, 2014
#40 · 4w, 20h ago · · ·

>>1607580

I know this story has been out for forever, and it is one of my top 10, but i just found and error:

"Ahead, Trixie and Lyra spotted a gold-coated, orange-maned earth pony trotting with nearly as much speed as the two unicorns were."

...

"The orange earth pony bit her lip at Trixie’s obvious distress"

I think you mean gold earth pony or orange maned earth pony

0 44674
Login or register to comment