Five minutes. Five minutes were all I had spent searching for Sugarcube Corner. It was a wasted effort as I came to realize I hadn’t even the slightest idea what the place looked like.
It was a demoralizing hit too as my time to find the place was more than likely up. I looked around at the passing ponies as more and more of them disappeared off the streets. Then the chill hit me like a freight train.
The feeling ice being all around me peaked as a pegasus mare hit the wall I was right beside. She had a light pink coat, long flowing red mane, and I was close enough to see her cutie mark was a pile of gold and jewels with a large ruby in front of it.
That’s all I got to see as she began to pick herself up off the ground. From the look in her eyes she really wanted to kill something. She was breathing hard and her lip was curled back to show she was pissed off.
All of this was being focused right at me. My fear took over and I shot into the nearby alley.
“Hey Red, you all right?” a voice asked from above me. With a cautious look around the corner, I got a full view of the pink pegasus taking a deep breath. As she released the breath she no longer looked angry.
Despite the sudden uplift in attitude I wanted to get away from this mare as soon as possible. I could almost feel my insides turning to ice from the chill factor she was giving off.
“I’m just fine Rainbow.” Red called back up to the sky, “That last turn was tough though.”
While the pink pegasus had been talking, another blue pegasus caught my eye in the sky. With a mane to match her name she yelled down, “As your coach, I will not stop till you have my obstacle course beat in ten seconds flat.”
Red looked up to the pegasus as I heard her mutter under her breath, “Then stop changing the course every five minutes you-” the rest of what she said was lost as she was interrupted.
“Now we could break for the day, but-”
“Yes!” Red said quickly, “I-I mean-”
“It’s alright. Not just anypony can keep up with the fastest flyer in Equestria.” Rainbow said while I kept my eyes on the chilling form of Red, “Same time and place tomorrow?”
“Yeah sure...” the pink pegasus replied, her left eye twitching a little bit. Rainbow took off into the distance. As soon as she was out of sight Red's scowl returned, “If I don’t wring your neck first you insufferable mare...”
I shook my head and was about to get away from the mare before I felt another chilling presence, ‘This is getting ridiculous!’
Down the street from the silently cursing Red was the stallion that had dated Rarity. He just walked down the street in our general direction, not making it look like he was going towards me or Red.
The beige stallion walked past, “Control yourself, you’re making a scene.” he began to walk away again. None of the few ponies that had been watching the mare seemed to notice him say anything to the pink pegasus.
Red huffed in anger before she took off into the sky. Meanwhile I was trying not to freak out about two of the ponies that set off my instincts thing knowing each other. Whenever this happened it usual led to some stupid conspiracy or evil plan.
‘One I'll probably have to stop I'm sure.’ I thought as I looked to where the stallion had walked off to only to no longer be able to see him, ‘I hate being helpless. My cuteness will only get me so far...’
Bad memory doesn't make me forget everything. I remember that I would usually have either some powers, some magic, or at least a good team of fighters to help me when evil popped up.
These ponies aren’t exactly the first I would pick for a fight to stop an evil plan. I’ve been proven wrong before though. Plenty of times it’s the team you think won’t be able to stop evil that actually does it.
I’ve ran into my fair share of evil plans throughout all of my lives, can even remember coming up with a few too. For some reason I couldn’t remember a single one of the reasons for making them or the results though...
My head shook as I cleared the questions out of my head and started down the road in the opposite direction of the beige stallion. Questions like those only ever led to bad things anyway.
Focusing on my current reality seemed to take my mind off of the thoughts. The multicolored houses seemed to help with that and... ‘Is that an actual gingerbread house?’
As the gears in my head began to turn I couldn’t help but notice I had to of passed the same building at least three times, ‘Sugarcube Corner maybe?’
The place looked even more ridiculous than anywhere else I had seen in a long time. It may of been the appearance that I noticed the absurd place, but it was the unicorn standing out front that really caught my attention.
Rarity stood in the doorway to the sugary home with a worried look on her face as she looked out into the crowd. My memory may not of been the best, but I remembered she was apart of the group going to the castle.
She looked back over her shoulder and said something to whoever was in the building before turning and walking back in. I put the questions of why they were still here out of my head and took off towards the building.
After nearly getting crushed a few more times by random ponies, the entrance to the frosted building was proudly in front of me. If I had nine lives like a cat, eight of them were used to get to where I was at.
“-does not give you the right to accuse him of being evil!” Rarity’s voice was unmistakable, but never had I thought I would hear her mad. It was scary.
“But he’s just like Sleek! Everytime I see him I get a cold chill an-” Spike’s voice was cut off.
“Now Spike,” a mature southern voice started, “Ya know I’m more honest than most, but outright sayin ta sompony that ya think they’re evil, that’s a bit much.” my mind reasoned this was Apple Bloom’s sister.
“If ya ain't got nothin nice to say, don’t say anythin at all.” Apple Bloom’s voice spoke next, “Though he does sort a give ya da creeps if ya look ‘em in da eye.”
“Apple Bloom!” the elder voice scolded.
“What?" she answered back innocently.
Then Scoots voice spoke up, “Come on! If we don’t leave soon then we won’t get to the castle till Celestia lowers the sun.” I heard the sound of hooves on the floor just before Scoots galloped out the door.
“Hey Scootaloo! Wait for us!” Sweetie shouted as she too ran out the door behind Scoots...
‘Her full name is Scootaloo?’ I thought as I heard Rarity sigh from inside.
“Spike I will be talking to Twilight about this.” the unicorn walked out the door with her nose held high.
“What? But I didn’t do anything!” Spike argued as he followed the unicorn out the door.
A few seconds later a regular, orange pony followed him shaking her head. She seemed to stop for a second before starting to turn around.
“Got ya covered!” a bubbly voice sounded just before a pink mare poked her head out of the doorway and put a pair of bags on the orange pony’s flanks, “Can’t forget the equipment. That would of been bad.”
“Thank ya Pinkie. See ya tomorrow.” the sound of the arguing crusaders reached our ears despite the distance they would of put between us by now, “An wish me luck.” she took off down the street.
Pinkie took out a mega phone, “Good luck Applejack!” me and everypony near by was stunned by the sheer volume of the goodbye.
‘If she could focus in one direction it would give Sindel a run for her money, and her scream is the main reason I remember her.’ I thought as I tried to stop the ringing in my ears.
The pink pony put down the mega phone and looked at me, “Good luck to you too.” she then walked right back into the store and shut the door.
For a few seconds I just stared at the door in confusion, ‘That's some awareness of her surroundings... For some reason that reminds me I need to think of a zombie plan... later though.’
After a questioning glance to the door to see if the pink pony would pop out again I took off down the street after Applejack.
DUN DUN DUN!
THE PLOT THICKENS!
Great story so far, really like the short attention span. I was a cat once, so you are darn close to perfect with the kitten ADHD.
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It better not, I don't like the idea of a fat Pinkie Pie
Step One: Evil ponies ingrate themselves into the lives of the Mane 6.
Step Two: Kill Spike discretely and hide the body where nopony will find it.
Step Three: Enact Evil Plan Of Evilness.
Step Five: Profit!
There just seems to be something missing from this evilness I co- hold up, my lawyer's telling me something...
...
Okay, I have listened to my lawyer, and apparently I am not supposed to espouse silly plots with so many holes you could call it divine cheese. However, I am supposed to laugh, guffaw, and applaud for another well-written chapter!
Spikey I'm so sorry Forgive me. . .I didn't think . . .
Spike , She's asking be nice Spike.
Ok, I'll be nice, Rarity, , ,You ,,,Me Basket Now!
Spike ! Wut ?
He's being real nice Ha Ha Ha
This is some good stuff !
They must be evil OCs from HiEs who want to kill the Mane 6 and take over their roles so they can have all the popularity!
Either that or they're cherngelerngs... too soon to be sure!
Oooooh
Oh... hey Spike gets the chills too?
Until then I sorta assumed it was Scruffy making things out to be worse than they really are... But maybe it still is?
Calling it now
changelings
5718977 MR. POWDERED TOAST MAN!
I NEVER!
You know, it's possible that the changelings aren't doing anything more malicious than love harvesting and information gathering. They don't need a plan in the works to have spies in the bureaucracy, that's just good common sense for a race of infiltrators. So long as their operations are turning a sustainable profit in love-gain, this state of affairs seems like it could continue indefinitely, with nopony the wiser.
*looks at adventure tag*
Okay, yeah, they're probably up to something.
That picture is so cute!
Impressive tale so far, and bound to get even better.
5719314 Or maybe Super-lings?
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DUN DUN DUN DUN!
5719903 Or maybe it's an invasion of pod-ponies. From Space!
it could even be a new race or something that has nothing to do with anything we have seen in the show.
Yeah it's the bugs.
*puts on tinfoil hat* CONSPIRACY!
Unlike many theorists in the world we inhabit, this conspiracy actually is going to do... something.
And Scruffy, don't worry about Pinkie. It's just Pinkie being Pinkie.
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Thank you.
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Is the hidden enemy really needed? *sigh* Oh well, let's see where this goes. Even though I have a good idea who or "what" they are.
Oh, and, some friends they are! When the shit hits the fan, and after its done, they better give, Spike, an apology!
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*pssh this is your cue*
USE YOUR FUCKING CONTRACTIONS. Could've, would've, should've instead of these asinine 'could of', 'would of' and 'should of's. The latter isn't even right in the first place, since the contraction is of the word and HAVE.
Rarity is such a bucking idiot, Spike is ten times the stallion those banana brained, shit for face bum pigeons could ever hope to be and yet she goes after 'mister right' which always ends in heartbreak and then repeates it hoping to get a different result. Imma going to go universe jumping and beat the shit out of the dumbo raritys.
Wake me up in six billion years when a story that dosen't have rarity spanking her flanks for a rich bitch comes out
Meow, meow, meow, meow. (that's a good story)
Kitten will need something to save the day.
Comment comment, COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT!
(What that string of words really means: )
I think, THAT ALL OF THOSE BACKGROUND CHARACTERS ARE CHANGLINGS!
5722205 Beat me to it... although you were angrier about it than I'm going to be.
Some help, author? http://www.fortheloveofediting.com/2011/07/grammar-tip-of-vs-have.html
Calling it now. The chilling ponies are changelings. They seek to overthrow the government and create potions to enhance their powers. They will use these powers to make everyone think they are kittens and collect the D'awws fueled by weapons grade cuteness. The D'awws will then be converted into liquid form and baked into cupcakes that will be distributed to the populace to further cement their hold on the ponies. The animal uprising will be quelled through the use of various toys and food. Mostly tuna.
Step one: Turn into a kitten
Step two: Weaponize cuteness
Step three: Bite the hell out of that squeaky mouse to assert your dominance.
Okay, so the changeling theory seems a bit more likely now, though I'm nto sure about the legal thing mentioned last chapter