“I don’t get it,” Sonata shook her head in disbelief as she stared at the cold, grey cell wall. “All I wanted to do was get some tacos. Why did it end up like this?”
“Well,” Pinkie said, gently rubbing the side of her neck, “I’m still a little fuzzy on what happened between getting chased out of MacMaren’s and the fire, but I think it all started when…
~~8 hours and 59 minutes ago~~
“So how’re we gonna get downtown?” Sonata asked. In response, Pinkie pulled her phone out of her pocket and twirled it on the end of her finger as if she were a Globetrotter spinning a basketball.
“Liiiiike this!” She said as she hit a speed dial option and held it up to her ear.
At first she just ignored it.
She didn’t give her number out to very many people, so whoever was on the other end of the ringing cell phone on her nightstand probably knew full well that she was an ‘early to bed, early to rise’ type of person. After a few more rings, the device went silent as the caller was sent to voicemail. She sighed with relief, turning over to get comfortable, and had just settled in when the phone started ringing again.
With a huff of irritation, her arm snapped out, knocking a small lamp from the nightstand and onto the carpeted floor with a ‘thunk’ before she managed to close her fingers around the phone and draw it under the covers with her.
“Hello?” she said with a profound yawn. “Pinkie? What’re you doin’ callin’ me at… wait, slow down, what?”
There was a brief pause as she listened, but a moment later Applejack sat straight up in her bed, covers falling away to reveal a messy tussle of long blonde hair and a face that was suddenly wide awake.
“You’re goin’ where with who?”
“See?” Pinkie grinned to Sonata as Applejack’s aging red pickup truck pulled up about fifteen minutes later. “Toldja she’d come!”
“Well what else was I s’posed to do?” Applejack asked as she stepped out of the truck and shut the door. “You call me up in the middle of the night askin’ fer a ride, and then tell me you’re in the worst part of town hangin’ out with… one of them.” Sonata inched behind Pinkie Pie as Applejack fixed her with a withering stare, but Pinkie herself waved it off.
“Nah, that was the old Sonata; she’s totally different now.”
“It’s only been two hours!” Applejack protested, holding up the clock on her phone for emphasis.
“Duh,” Pinkie rolled her eyes. “Two hours since we blasted her and the other Sirens with the Magic of Friendship the same way we did to Sunset Shimmer, who instantly went from being a mean meanie-pants to a nice nicey-pants, remember?”
Applejack opened her mouth to protest, but stopped short. “Ok, fine, you got a point… but I still don’t trust her. How do we know it ain’t all just an act?”
Pinkie looked over her shoulder at the still-hiding Sonata. “Sonni, tell us the truth: are you evil?”
The former Siren shook her head. “No, not all the time.”
“Good enough for me!” Pinkie grinned.
Applejack raised an eyebrow. “Fine, but I won’t believe it until I see it. You said somethin’ ‘bout needin’ a ride?”
“Yup! Sonata’s on a taco run to try and cheer up her friends, and I’m going with her! Can you give us a lift?”
“That’s it? Why didn’t y’all just take the bus?”
“I couldn’t get on ‘cause I don’t have any money,” Sonata admitted.
“And Pinkie couldn’t just spot you a buck?”
Pinkie and Sonata’s eyes widened and mouths dropped open as they turned to look at one another, each raising a finger in realization.
“Ugh, nevermind. C’mon, let’s go,” Applejack massaged her temple and turned back to her truck. “I’m already here so I might as well help.”
“YAY!!” Pinkie and Sonata shouted in tandem as they high-fived one another. Applejack shook her head.
“Besides, somebody’s gotta babysit these two,” she muttered under her breath. “Who knows what kinda trouble they’d cause if they just went off on their own?”
Sitting in a CCPD squad car somewhere in downtown Canterlot, Shining Armor yawned for what felt like the fifth time in as many minutes, listening to his police scanner drone on with the usual scattered, inconsequential chatter. It was turning out to be another quiet night, just like always, until his radio spat a burst of static at him, the frequencies distorting into unrecognizable noise. He started playing with the dials, trying to clear up the signal, when it suddenly quieted on its own and a familiar voice came through loud and clear.
“Bookworm to Badge… Badge, come in!”
Shining rolled his eyes and picked up the handset. “Twily, we talked about this, you can’t just go around intercepting police frequencies; it’s against the law and we could both get in big trouble.”
“That’s why we’re supposed to be using codenames, Badge!” the voice shot back. “Besides, I’m not intercepting anything, I’m merely piggybacking the existing signal.”
“Twily…” he warned. A sigh could be heard through the radio.
“Fine, I’m sorry and I promise I won’t do it again unless it’s an emergency,"
“Twily!”
“All right! I won’t do it again, ever! I just really needed to talk to you and your phone is off.”
“That’s because I’m not supposed to take personal calls while on duty, you know that,” he sighed. “What’s wrong?”
“Maybe nothing… maybe everything,” She suddenly sounded very distant and unsure. “Have there been any strange reports tonight? Lights in the sky, unusual sounds, things like that?”
Shining thought for a moment. “No, I don’t think so... there was a noise complaint earlier. Something about some concert getting out of hand, but by the time the nearby officers responded things had apparently calmed down on their own.”
“Where was that?”
“Why? What is this all about?”
“Ugh, will you please just answer the question, Shining?”
“It was from the Starswirl Amphitheater in Canterlot Park.”
The sound of someone typing on a keyboard followed by the shuffling of papers crackled through the radio. “Just as I thought… that’s precisely where the finals of CHS’ Battle of the Bands were being held tonight.”
“A loud rock concert, huh? Never would’ve expected that,” he deadpanned.
“Shining, this is serious business! I recorded a major thaumaturgical disturbance earlier this eve-”
“Oh, Twily, c’mon, not again,” Shining cringed. “We’ve been over this, there’s no such thing as magic! You’re a super-genius prodigy with an IQ higher than the number of donuts my department goes through in a year; how do you still believe in stuff like this?”
“It has nothing to do with belief, it has to do with empirical evidence and research,” she replied with practiced calm. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do. Good night, Officer Armor.”
Before Shining could reply his radio emitted another burst of high-pitched static that hurt his ears a little, something he was sure had been done intentionally. He sighed as he tossed the handset into the passenger seat.
“Great. Now I have a pissed off little sister to look forward to when I get home. This night is getting really sh-!!”
Shining jumped as a rusted red pickup truck came from behind and flew past just inches from his door, smashing his side mirror clean off and barreling down the street. He looked on in partial shock as the truck swerved, its wheels squealing as the driver narrowly avoided a pedestrian crossing the road before its course evened out and it sped away.
Shining Armor stared at the departing vehicle’s tail lights for a long moment, his heart pounding in his chest. He shook his head and quickly started the car, flipping on his lights and siren in the process.
“So much for a quiet night...”
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lol nice. It was a good movie though. And yeah it would be good to make it original.
Somehow I'm just picturing Pinkie Pie doing that "Squee! Grin" at the end of that rant.
Poor, poor Shining he knows NOT what he is getting in to...
I am guessing the bad driving is not Applejack's fault
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You would guess correctly,
Twilight believes in aliens? Also, poor Shining Armor.
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Why must you rustle me in this way? Why must you incorporate the very moment in Equestria Girls history besides FUCKING TRIXIE WHO HAD TO RUIN EVERYTHING FOR ALL FLASHLIGHT FANS IN THE FUCKING WORLD that not only pissed me off for some reason, but made my brain explode?
You fucking troll.
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So.. Sonata is basically Pinkie's spiritual twin?
Sonata Pie does have a ring to it..
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... thank you?
Oh god... The pink one and the teal one hijacked Applejack's truck, didn't they?
Why do I have the feeling that's the least of my worries in this story?
Why don't I care? Right! Because it's going to be a glorious trainwreck! Oh, wait, that's not until Chapter 9: Friend in TRAINing,
5125535 I can understand your reaction. If you want me to explain without it sounding like the last comment, just ask me to PM you. I don't want to COMPLETELY spoil Rainbow Rocks for the few left that haven't watched it.
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It's cool; folks have lots of different opinions about that scene and EQG in general. I thought it was awesome but not everybody agrees with me,
Oh, Shining. If Applejack's in over her head, you are going to be positively drowning. And depending on how crazy the night gets, literally drowning may not be out of the question, either...
Also, interesting development, using Human!Twi. I can only imagine how she'll react to the upcoming events...
Another funny, solidly written chapter!
Oh dear, this won't end well.....
*Chuckles Evilly* This is gonna be good...
Oh, Applejack... you should have never taken that call...
I think this story is wonderful! And after a long day of driving and being responsible, I needed the laugh!
This is gonna be insane. Whether or not even more so than my favorite fic has yet to be seen, and I'm certainly looking forward to finding out.
I want to give this story more thumbs ups, but it will only let me give it one.
All of my YES.
Can't wait for Chapter 4!!
...LOL!!! DOUNUTS! IT HAD TO BE DOUNUTS!!!
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This is amazing.
5/5 mustaches.
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This is a GREAT story, but I caught one little plot hole type mistake in this chapter. You said Applejack wasn't an early-to-bed, early-to-rise type person. But if she's a farm girl, that's exactly what she is.
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Er... I said she was an early to bed, early to rise type of person... didn't I?
(/checkstory )
Yeah, what Applejack said I meant to say is what I meant... to say,
5140880 I apologize for sloppy reading on my part.
Keep up the good work!
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Nah, don't apologize; that's just the kind of dumb mistake I'd be likely to make,
Glad you're enjoying the story so far!
Excellent RR avatar by the way,
5141545 Thanks. Foxy's my girl!
John Bunnell: Up next on Canterlot's Wildest Police Videos ...
*que Blues Brothers car chase scene*
Man, I had forgotten about Shining Armor, how could I? That was brilliant, having his job fitting his talent, and still having to babysit Twilight to an extent. The pre-elements Twilight sure had no time for others, but even the coldest person needs someone to be close to. For Twilight, all she has (and all she thinks she needs) is Shining and Spike. We can agree that this Twilight likely never met Principal Celestia, and never had a mentor to look up to and to guide her in the social arts. Therefore, she hacks police frequencies to chat with her brother. XD
Applejack, would you kindly explain how Pinkie Pie got behind the wheel? Before a Big Daddy comes erupting out a sewer pipe?
Hacking police radios to talk paranormal with her cop brother?
...Yep, I can see a human Twilight doing that.
My first guess for Human Twilight was that she would be a no-nonsense cardboard cliche that regarded pretty much everything the show is about as utterly absurd, but I'm not sure such a person would care for a pet. This interpretation is adorable.
And, part of me suspects Shining is going to end up in a cell not too far from Pinkie and Sonata. Along with quite a few other people who didn't do what they're in there for. Or not. Will see.
I suppose you're right.
Shining,listen.DO NOT PULL THEM OVER.THEY ARE DANGEROUS AND HAVE THE EQUIVALENT OF TWO NUCLEAR WEAPONS.
...Between this line and the one about them only terrorising the school for a couple of days, there's a lot of truth in this story. A lot of truth overlooked by many of the stories that have been written since.
I'd love it if Pinkie really did take that attitude in-show, and hung out with villains on their off-days. The pranks she and Chrysalis could pull together...!
Also, yeah, I'm just reading this for the first time today, two years after it came out, so there might be a few comment-resurrection notifications awaiting you - sorry bout it!