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Appledashery - Just Essay



Rainbow Dash lives an exciting life and is swiftly becoming the most daring, awesome pegasus in all of Equestria. She would gladly give it all up, though, just to confess her love to Applejack.

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Be Sure to Bring Your Dance Certificate

Minutes into the first wave of sonic noise, the tempo shifted, descending into a deep, thudding bass beat. Rainbow could see Vinyl Scratch grasping a microphone inside her booth. The lights settled in a neon halo around her as she spoke smoothly, broadcasting her voice across the writhing dance hall.

"This one goes out to all the cavorting corpses out there," she melodiously hissed. "Jump and jive... live it up while you still can. Because once you're six feet under... well... guess you'll be living it down. But I bet the acoustics rock." She blinked from beyond her shades. " Here's a preview, ya sexy sacks of sad."

"Hmmmmm..." A mare covered in silk and cobwebs cooed. "She knows us so well."

"Hey, that remix," a stallion in a top hat droned. "I think it's Neigh Inch Nails. You recognize it?"

"No."

"Nope."

"Me neither."

"Good. In that case, it's awesome." And the group closest to the bar began shuffling to the beat in a lurching, swaying motion.

Lyra blinked, leaning against the bar. "...wow, these guys suck."

"Heehee..." Caramel giggled. "I think they're silly... y'know... in a silly-pony-covered-in-blood way."

"So long as no biting's allowed," Bon Bon muttered beneath the noise.

"What is this, Saddle Life?!" Lyra rasped.

"How... h-how could they call that dancing?!" Bon Bon wheezed. "Look at them! It's like they're riding the metro without holding the overhead straps!"

"It's their way," Lyra droned. "It's lame and boring and stiff, but it's them. So let them have lame, boring, stiff fun."

"But... doesn't DJ-P0N3 deserve better?!" Caramel stammered as the lights flashed and flickered. "Vinyl's worked so hard for this evening!"

"Eh... she knew what to expect." Lyra stifled a yawn, blinking limply across the crowd. "Sure wish I did."

Bon Bon looked all around the sluggish crowd. Finally, with a frown, she blurted: "Buck that!"

"B-Squared!" Lyra grinned aside. "The stones on you, girl!" A peach hoof suddenly grasped hers. "Uh... what are you doing?"

"Correction, we," Bon Bon insisted, yanking Lyra off her stool. "And the answer is: dancing!"

"Uh uh. No ma'am." Lyra shook her head. "I'm a music teacher. You think I actually love to dance? Whoah!" The unicorn suddenly gasped as she was dragged into the dance floor.

"You're not talking yourself out of this one, Lyra!" Bon Bon pulled the unicorn into the center of the hall. "We're going to show these shuffling zombie ponies how it's really done! One way or another, DJ-P0N3's show is gonna go out with a bang! And it's up to us!"

"Bon Bon, for Celestia's sake—"

"Come on, Minty-Mouth!" Bon Bon slapped her flank repeatedly into Lyra's, bumping her and forcing her to gyrate with the beat. "Shake what your Momma gave ya!"

"My 'Momma' did time for stealing wagon wheels, ya melon fudge!"

"So? Heehee! I bet she had plenty of time to groove in the showers!"

"Oh, that's it! You wanna cut a rug!" Lyra smirked devilishly, spinning and twirling with drunken abandon. "Lemme teach you a thing or two about carpet shredding, girl!"

"Woohoo!" Bon Bon grinned, hopping from one set of legs to the other. "That's it! That's it! Go Heartstrings, go!"

"My middle name is 'Hoppin'!' Come, check it!" Lyra dropped to the floor and hopped back up like a spring. "Ow! Jump back, buck myself! Woot!"

"Heehee! Hey! Wait for me!" Caramel galloped out with a dumb grin. "I wanna discover my middle name too!"

"Yes! Do it, filly! For Vinyl!"

"For Vinyl!"

"Woohooo!"

Despite all odds, it actually worked. Excitement blossomed across the dance floor like a flower, issuing from the center where two mares and a stallion wildly twirled and shimmied. Soon enough, the entire floor shook and swayed with frenetic passion.

From behind her booth, Vinyl Scratch lowered her shades. She blinked... smirked... and ramped the beat into overdrive. Lights flashed the full spectrum of colors and the crowd went wild for the industrial remix.

Meanwhile...

Rainbow Dash sat at the bar. Her ruby eyes were glued to Lyra and Bon Bon... to the carefree smiles plastered to their muzzles as they twirled around one another and bumped rumps. All was sweat and laughter.

The mare sighed out her nostrils. She stared at her empty drink, twitched her ears, then motioned to the bartender for more cider.

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