It was several days following the invasion of the fogponies, and all thing had seemingly worked out for the better. The mule inhabited town of Donkey Quote near Ponyville had been cleansed of the purple haze, as had Ponyville, and of course Canterlot itself. Of all the hundreds of citizens who had become infected with the transformation into mindless zombies, very few of them actually remembered it, and those that did chalked it up to a strange bout of sleepwalking. Fluttershy and Twilight Sparkle were the only ones who, in fact, remembered it with perfect clarity, and both had agreed not to tell Rarity. Especially considering the unicorn was in a seasonal phase where she absolutely loathed the color purple, it might be for the best.
Fluttershy and Twilight had returned to Ponyville, and had slowly begun to resume the spiritually-draining task of taking down decorations, as Hearth's Warming had ended two weeks ago. Everypony hated taking down decorations, it was a universal thing. They would have liked to leave them up, but the longer they did so, the longer they tempted facing the wrath of Rarity and being dramatically outed as 'tacky'. Decorations HAD been in the process of being taken down already, but the whole 'fogpony' thing had put a temporary stop to that fairly quickly.
Rainbow Dash was still staying at Applejack's, and the two were pretty much doing their own thing. Applejack had plenty of chores to do even in the winter season, mostly involving snow removal, and Rainbow had undoubtedly been coaxed into helping with the promise of all the warm cider she could drink afterwards. Besides, it was monumentally advantageous to have a pegasus around for chores that required clearing snow off the dormant apple trees.
Pinkie... was... well, being Pinkie, and completely unpredictable.
All in all, things were back to normal.
Mostly.
Back in Canterlot, the apothecary at which the final battle had taken place had been labeled as contaminated by Princess Luna, and several ponies in full Hazmat suits had been assigned clean-up duty over the last few days. The majority of cleanup work revolved around the giant cauldron which still sat in the back room, which had overflowed with purple smoke that had since hardened into a seemingly immortal concrete tar. Everything from magical horn blasts to jackhammers to cannon blasts had been arranged, and the hardened purple gunk just would absolutely not come up. The clean up crew had eventually given up, labeled the entire building as 'CONDEMNED - UNSAFE' and left.
As such, nopony was around late at night to see the faint purple light dancing around the back of the building in the middle of the night. Nopony was around to hear the evil, excited laughter upon realizing freedom after untold, unknown eons of containment. Nopony was around to see the hardened purple mortar suddenly shatter on its own into thousands of pieces, releasing dark shadows that swirled around the room in a malevolent fury before disappearing up into the sky.
When the clean up crew arrived the next day to attempt removal of the mess one final time, they found what resembled fragments of small, violet shards. There was initial confusion, before eventual agreement that they must have weakened it at last, before sweeping it all up into trash bins and hauling it away.
There was little conversation amongst the clean up crew, except for the occasional jab when one of them would find an extra gas mask in the equipment locker.
"Hey. Hey, Firestrike. Are you my mummy?"
"Shut up, Starshine."
The apothecary itself was left abandoned and forgotten until such time that it would be demolished outright, and the space used later on for something else.
The dark shadows which had been released, meanwhile, had swirled violently into the sky, and made a direct path for Ponyville. The reasons behind the destination were as of yet unknown and would be for quite some time, but it may be said for now that Ponyville simply had an aura about it, an unseen force that attracted trouble like insects to flickering lights.
Finally, Fluttershy herself had calmed herself down from the previous adventure, and was simply glad that everything had turned out alright, and all of her friends were unhurt. She rather missed Courage, however, having taken a fancy to him. It was not every day that she stumbled upon an animal who reflected her own daily sense of fear and paranoia, and the two had gotten on together very well. She missed him, but knew that he was back home where he belonged, presumably with a family that cared for him, and that was alright.
Little did she know she'd be seeing him again by the end of that very day. It had been only a few days since he'd been returned to his own realm, and she didn't expect to see him again. Why would she? He belonged with his family, just as she belonged here with her animals. In any case, it was nearly feeding time, and Angel was already giving her impatient glares. She began the laborious process of salad making, and Courage the Cowardly Dog was temporarily forgotten.
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Courage himself was back to his usual habits, although this meant he was frequently rather bored. It was the usual routine of listening to Eustace demand things from Muriel, why she put up with him was one of those mysteries he didn't think he'd ever figure out. He spent his days wandering around the small house and laying in Muriel's lap, receiving pettings. The old couple had absolutely no idea he'd been transported to another dimension, much less saved it. He had no intention of telling them, either. They just assumed he'd gone out wandering somewhere, and would return in his own time. He always did.
When Courage felt that he was safely secluded and neither of them were looking, he reached underneath an old floorboard where he'd stashed the golden medal of bravery that the starry blue horse had given him. It was shiny and he liked shiny things, and he was consequently slightly mesmerized by it.
"Courage..."
The voice was faded, distant. But unmistakably belonging to the starry night horse.
Courage blinked several times, but any further discovery was interrupted by Eustace, who had come up behind him and snatched the medal from his paws.
"What's eh?" His eyes widened. "Look at that! I'm rich!" He cackled. "I'm rich! I'm rich!" He held the medal possessively, but Courage absolutely wasn't having this.
It was the only thing Courage had from his equine friends, and he wasted no time in kicking Eustace in the shin. The farmer grasped his leg, and cried out with pain, dropping the medal.
"Ow! Stupid dog!"
Courage grabbed the medal, and made a run for it, Eustace hobbling for a few seconds before chasing after him. Courage slid underneath the table and around the corner, evading the farmer as he ran upstairs to the attic. Slamming the door closed and locking it, Courage looped the medal around his neck as he sat in the chair in front of the computer.
"Oh," the computer said, unimpressed. "It's you."
"Courage!" The farmer yelled, pounding on the door. "Give me back me medal!"
Courage still wasn't having it, and typed furiously on the keyboard.
"A world filled with horses, huh?" The computer sighed. "Sounds like a dreadfully boring place. Why would you ever want to go back there?"
More typing.
"You miss Fluttershy? That's cute." The computer sighed. "Well I can't help you. Have you tried rubbing it? If you really want to go back there that badly, that might work."
Courage shrugged, and rubbed at the medal around his neck. He gave a yelp as the pendant gave off a sudden flurry of stars, and a miniature version of Princess Luna stood on the computer desk.
"Courage!" Luna exclaimed. "If you're seeing this, then we're going to be in need of you again very shortly. Are you alright with coming back?" Luna asked. "You were such help last time, we'd love to have you again."
"Yes!" Courage yipped. "But how do you know you need me again?"
"I have a good sense for these things. Last time things ended a bit too... easily." She sighed. "I could be wrong, of course, but that usually means trouble is brewing again. Will you help us?"
Eustace was cackling wildly on the other side of the door, this time giving the door violent kicks. The entire frame was shaking, giving off showers of dust and wood fragments.
"Yes! Yes! I'll go!" Courage exclaimed.
"How good for you," the computer said sarcastically, and went into screensaver mode.
Eustace slammed through the door a moment later, still laughing. "Now gimme my... what's eh?" He gazed into the room, which was now completely empty. He frowned. "Stupid dog..." He turned and stepped through the hole he'd just made, going back downstairs, yelling for Muriel to start his tea.
Sometimes there are things that you don't do crossovers with. This, this is one of them.
Zoinks, Scoob, This fic blows!
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I'm so confused right now, the first one was praised and everyone loved it
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*exactly what the maker of the Paranormal Activity franchise said
5645920 You guys realise it has nothing to do with with Paranormal Activity outside of the title right?
Im realizing where the confusion is.
I didn't understand why everyone was hating on this and realized you were all expecting a Paranormal Activity crossover. IT'S NOT.
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It was an quip
Is the Déjà vu in the description on purpose?
I apologize I'm out at my birthday dinner right now and desperately trying to make changes on my phone and I'm making it worse
I made a bad judgement call with the original title and changed it to Dog Days, I'll make final changes when I get home I can't right now
this, this story is just plain retarted
5646266 Thank you for your honesty, at least?
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I'm reworking the description and a couple of things, I hope you guys will be willing to give it a chance. If not, I understand. I can take criticism, and I'm sorry I wasted your time.
5646290 your quite welcome, the first story of this you wrote is pure shit, so is this one. my honesty is honestly honest
I just read the first story in one sitting. I liked it a lot. It was like a good Courage the Cowardly Dog episode that happened to involve ponies. I'm gonna wait a few chapters before starting this story though since they're so short. Tracking for now.
I'm really sorry you guys don't like this. I suppose not everything I write can be fantastic, and if you really don't like it I won't bother continuing it. Thank you for for your honesty, at least.
5646299 What kind of things do you like in the stories you read? At the very least, IF this continues, it might still be a turd, but it could at least be a turd that looks nice.
5646318 it don't even look nice, it is one of those shits that someone left sitting in the toilet until it turned the water brown
my honesty is brutal, I know
Your L/D ratio is improving.
5646353 That's because I changed the title. It at first appeared to be a PA crossover and that was a fatal mistake
5646326 I can take criticism.
5646417 I can tell, because you have not deleted these comments yet, my advice is that you just end this crap of a story, cancel it
5646420 I don't delete comments, comments help me see where I need improvement. Deleting them is also a huge dick move and will result in a huge loss of respect
5646451 that's what I want for you, you are not a good writer
5646454 Okay, NOW I'm definitely starting to feel trolled
"Xote."
You only need one of these.
I do not see anything wrong with this story-wise. Then again, I will like just about anything as long as the grammar and spelling is not completely atrocious. And even if it is, if I read and catch it, I just point it out. So I have no idea why this story would have such an abnormal up vote to down vote ratio.
I could see how this could be discouraging, but if you decide to continue to write this, I will happily continue reading it.
~KBO.
Yes, what thunder lightning is doing is trolling. Seeing as he also admits to multiple accounts on his blog wanna bet half those downvotes are from him?
5646566 That's a shame. I do not claim to be a good writer, I only try to write things that I hope people will enjoy reading.
Aside a few spelling and grammar errors, this is starting out to be a good story. Don't understand why a lot of people are disliking this story, the last story was pretty great, and this one is starting out well. Something weird's going on here
I think I'm going to like this, just like the last one! Also, I saw a Doctor Who reference!
5646635 Dude just ignore all the "constructive criticism" comments and keep on writing, I personally loved the last story and am positive this ones going to be good as well.
5646459 because you are
5648180 Then at least please stop disliking the story just for the sake of disliking it. I worked really hard on it and it's not fair. If you don't like it, that's fine, you don't have to read it.
5648595 then say that I won and that you got troll'd
Wow, so much hatred, and frankly no Idea why, this fic seems rather promising, and the last one was great. Oh and do yourself a favour and just stop talking to Thunder Lighting, he's being a dick for the sake of being a dick, and people like that don't deserve to be acknowledged.
5648785 You did troll me pretty hard I'll give you that, but as for winning, when trolling is involved, nobody ever really wins. It's just not a nice thing to do.
5649053 i trolled you hard
5648932 am i trolling for the fun of it?
also, its Lightning, not lighting
5649059 If you're trolling to make me upset, you're not doing a very good job of it. In fact I'm actually rather proud that my writing has gotten popular enough to make me worthy of trolling in the first place.
SENPAI FINALLY NOTICED ME5649104 well then... if it ain't making you mad, then i kept this on when i done failed at making you mad
I liked it.
5646635 How long will this be on hiatus?
5701439 I'm going to try to get at least one chapter out this weekend, I'm dealing with a lot of IRL struggles right now and don't have the commitment necessary for a big story atm
5701797 Oh, sorry to hear, hope they clear soon though.
But...but her mane is purple....
not to mention one of her best friends who is all purple...
and her sisters mane has some purple....
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