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Foundation

Chapter Six: Infestation

Jace woke up with a jolt. That didn’t get him far though because of the vines that were pinning him to the ground. He struggled a bit as they tightened their grip around him. He looked around him to see exactly where these plants took him. He seemed to be in inside the castle, but in an underground portion of it. The room was nothing but rubble and vines covering the walls and floor. He looked up and saw a decent sized hole in the ceiling that was the only source of light in the room. The hole led outside and Jace assumed so because he saw dirt and a tad bit of grass around the edge of it. That was how he got into the room he assumed again. Suddenly a wave of heat washed over Jace as he saw the vines that extended themselves into the outside world from the hole in the ceiling squirm in discomfort. The vines soon shot back into the room the tips of them on fire and slowly burning the rest of the plants in the room. The grip the vines had around Jace’s body suddenly disappeared as the recoiled and seemed to slither into the corner of the room, the only part were the dark was not purged by the light of the sun. Jace wasted no time getting up and locating the exits to the room through the smoke that slowly started to appear from the burning plants as they thrashed around the room. He saw another hole in the wall that led to another room as he jumped to avoid a hit by frenzied vine. The smoke started to get think as Jace had no second thoughts about entering the other room as he ran toward the broken wall that once held a door.

It’s super effective! Jace thought as he coughed from the smoke after he escaped the room. He took in his surroundings in this new room and noticed two other doors that led to an unknown destination one was a long sinister looking hallway while the other was a large metal door of the sort.

And if you look on your left we have a hallway leading to what appears to be impending doom. Behind us, you may have noticed, is what we like to call, Your Own Universal Redefined Elaborate… Fuck… Um… Consistent? “Kacke,” Jace swore quietly. Eh, Damnit, he finished.

“Also known as Y.O.U.R.E. F.U.C.K.E.D. or Plant Hell, if you can’t remember that acronym for some reason,” Jace said chuckling at his own joke, even though no one was around to hear that piece of gold he just created.

“And on your right,” Jace said once again turning his attention to the giant metal door that seemed to have no way of opening it, “We have this gian- Holy shit! I’m on fire! Fire, fire, fire, GAHHH,” he screamed rolling around on the ground.

No matter much or how long Jace rolled around like an idiot the fire wouldn’t go out. What confused him even more was that by that time, the fire in the other room seemed to be going away as it finished up its job with the killer vines. So, Jace thought as he stood up trying to wipe the fire off of him, like he spilled rats milk on himself. There’s no way the fire could have spread and lit me up like a fucking torch…

“AND GOD DAMNIT WHY WON’T THIS FIRE GET THE FUCK OFF ME,” Jace half screamed and half wined, “And why isn’t it burning me,” Jace mumbled and suddenly stopping, freezing in place, which was ironic because he was on fire.

Jace closed his eyes and thought for a moment, the only sound being the crackling coming from the flames themselves. Fire… fire... dire situation that ends in fire. What do I require… knowing Jacob wasn’t a liar… hehe, I do admire all this rhyming that just transpired. Jace’s fun was cut short though when he heard something on the other side of the metal door. His eyes snapped opened as he fixed his glaze on the door, wondering what could be behind it. To say the voice sounded muffled was an understatement.

“Mphmh mmph meh mmph!”

( ʘ3ʘ)

“This doesn't make any sense,” Twilight said agitated with her discoveries, “This plant has a field of magical energy around it that and I can't explain how or why it is there.”

“Of course Harold doesn't make any cents silly,” Pinkie said bouncing around the room and landing in front of Twilight, “He's just a plant. Why would he have a job?”

“Um, Pinkie,” Applejack stated, “We use bits not cents.”

Rainbow Dash opened her mouth to say something but was cut off by Pinkie Pie.

“Of course we use sense, everypony needs sense if they don't want to be crazy, duh!”

“Pinkie dear, I do believe you are mixing up your words,” Rarity said paying more attention to keeping her shield spell up while trying to eat a daisy sandwich she packed for everyone to eat.

“Since when do I mix my cents with my sense,” Pinkie said narrowing her eyes and giving Rarity almost a confused like look.

“Who the HOOF is Harold,” Rainbow Dash yelled out, annoyed that she was being cut off.

“Dashie, you silly filly. Harold is the plant Twilight is having problems understanding. Hey Harold have you heard from Larry recently,” Pinkie said bouncing in front of the plant. It just snapped at her, trying to get a free meal.

"He says he doesn't want to talk swirly about it," Pinkie said sadly, her mane slightly deflating.

“Twilight Sparkle, ma’am," The captain of the night guards said standing up and moving towards Twilight. "It would be best if we somehow made contact with the princesses about this, these plants seem to be very dangerous and if this is what the magical crisis you were talking about can do, then by Luna’s rubber ducky, imagine what else it could cause." Pinkie put her hoof over her mouth and just started to giggle.

“Yes, I’ve thought about that, but without Spike being able to send letters to her, I don’t see how we could get in contact with her, all of this magic that is everywhere is messing with all of my advanced spells so we can’t teleport, plus I don’t think I would be able to teleport such a large group that far of a distance… Wait, did you just say Luna’s rubber ducky?” Twilight asked, stopping pacing back and forth and being snapped back to reality by that awkward comment. “How do you even know Luna has a rubber duck that she uses while cleaning herself?”

“I – Er… um…” The captain started to stutter and back away. A few of his officers started to snicker, mainly because if the awkwardness the situation had caused because Twilight didn’t get the Night Guards ‘inside joke,’

“I’ll do it,” One of the rookies said, stepping next to the captain. “I can fly away into the forest where the dragon can’t get me, if it's distracted long enough; that way I can hide in the trees and return to Luna and Celestia with all of the… info… we have gathered.”

The captain of the Night Guards, for the love of Luna’s rubber ducky, couldn’t remember the rookie’s name, but he would personally see that he was promoted for getting him out of that… predicament.

The group of 11 froze when they heard the dragon again. They rushed to the door, except for Pinkie Pie, who was too busy laughing. The dragon eclipsed the sun from view as it flew overhead them and towards the center of the hedge maze. There was a scream that made all of the ponies, even Pinkie’s blood run cold. The dragon touched down on the ground soon after and started to set everything ablaze.

The Rookie, knowing he would never get another chance flew off into the open air with speeds that would almost make Rainbow Dash jealous, almost… The Rookie was soon in the forest and out of sight, it seemed far easier than anypony expected, the dragon didn’t even seem to care if it noticed him. Everypony was still fazed when Pinkie Pie started to laugh again.

“Pinkie, why are you laughing, we have a serious magical crisis on our hooves here,” Twilight questioned the giggling mare.

“That’s just it, you silly filly, there is no magical crisis,” Pinkie Pie said bouncing in front of the lavender unicorn. “It’s just what the plot is using to advance the story line and keep it somewhat interesting at the same time”

“Plot… story… wha- Pinkie what are you talking about, this is no time for jokes,” Twilight said.

“You know, this story, Forgotten. I’m tracking it so I know when it updates and you want to know what the most super-duper awesomest part of it is? Pinkie Pie is in this story, she’s my favorite character! Oh oh oh and also the author lets us send him ideas about what we want in the story so I sent him a message to see if there could be a super awesome PARTY, and he said YES! There’s going to be cake and games and punch and pie and balloons and music and party hats,” Pinkie pie practically squealed.

“Pinkie… I have no idea what you are talking about…” Twilight said slowly, staring at the energetic pink party pony bouncing up and down. All form of logic that Twilight had was thrown out the door, eaten by one of those plant things, digested, and then burned to crisp by that dragon, soon the ashes being blown away in the wind. Basically, Twilight’s logic became FUBAR; or in laymen’s terms, Pinkie Pie was being Pinkie Pie.

Twilight simply dismissed whatever Pinkie Pie had said as Pinkie being Pinkie and started to plan out a way to explore the castle safely and contact the princess in case the Rookie didn’t make it. None of them wanted to think about that though. Everypony was resting and eating sandwiches that were packed for lunch when Pinkie suddenly stood up, eyes wide open, and jumped into the air while her body made spasmic movements.

“Floppy ear, twitchy eye, achy knee, queasy stomach, itchy side.” The party pony shouted before landing on the ground. The room fell silent as Everypony stared at Pinkie, waiting for her to tell them what her involuntary body jerks meant. Rarity was the first to speak.

“Pinkie, dear… what did that combo mean? I’ve never seen or heard about it before.”

Pinkie Pie stared at the group for a couple seconds, not moving a muscle, before she spoke. “That meant that the author of this story is going to reference Blackwing’s story, Griffin the Griffin, in his story; despite the fact that Blackwing didn’t give him permission to do so… although the author really doesn’t care one way or another if he needs Blackwing’s permission.”

The group was silent before Twilight pulled out a notebook and quill with her magic and started to scribble madly on the paper, “That sure was a lot of things that your pinkie sense told you,” she said not looking up from her note book. Pinkie didn’t say anything back, she was lost deep in her own thoughts.

“Just wait ta’ minute.” Apple Jack said, speaking up. “What if that there reference WAS the reference the Mr. so-called author was going to put in.”

“What do you mean, AJ,” Rainbow Dash asked, not understanding anything at all of what Apple Jack said.

“What ah’ mean is that I’ve been ‘round long enough to trust Pinkie’s sense. So what I’m sayin’ is that by sayin’ you are gonna reference something in a story, that there could be ta’ reference you talkin’ about.” Apple Jack said, trying to explain.

“I think I understand what she’s trying to say,” Rarity spoke up over Apple Jack while putting her hoof on her chest. “I think she means is that a reference is mentioning something whether it is in dialogue or context. So if I’m reading a story and this story says that ‘I will reference another story.’ Just by simply saying that that other story is going to be referenced is actually referencing that story right as I said that. At least I think that is was Apple Jack was trying to say, isn’t that right dear.” Apple Jack nodded her head.

“That… actually makes a lot of sense,” Twilight said, slightly shocked. "If we were in a story," she mumbled.

“Woah… dude, that’s sort of deep if you think about it, because like... we're in a story... and like... well... I give up.” Spike said, speaking for the first time in the past couple of hours, mainly because he was half shocked, half scared, half amazed, and half surprised at all the things that were going on around him. (That’s right bitches, Spike is 200% Spike. Why? Because fuck you, that’s why).

Pinkie Pie, suddenly out of her trance started to bounce in Twilight’s face again. “I thought we went over this, how can an idea have a job to get cents when we don’t even use cents in Equestria in the first place. I mean that doesn’t even make sense… hehe.” Twilight simply sighed and continued planning while Pinkie kept talking about sense, cents, and since. She had long ago made a spell that let her hear everything except Pinkie pie.

( ×~×)

Jace finally managed to pry the metal door open. The fire on his hands quickly extinguished whenever he quit thinking about them and focused on the door. He didn’t want to think about how that even worked, because it would probably drive him insane… if he wasn’t already.

He swung open the door and it slammed against the wall with a loud *BAMF*. When he looked inside the room he expected to see another person but the room was empty. It was a small room, maybe about the size of a walk-in closet. There was a work bench against the far wall with dozens of stone angels about three inches tall resting on it; along with a few other figures he didn’t understand what were supposed to be.

Jace felt the stillness in the air. Everything was quiet. He walked over to the work bench and saw a notebook resting on it. It was a leather bound notebook that just said Diary, Book Two on the front in ink. Jace slowly leaned closer to it and opened it even slower to the first page. When nothing tried to kill him he began to read the first page.

Entry 115...

A/N: E'YO FUCKERS, READ THIS SHIT.

Ok so I have made a FUCK system where I give out FUCKS or also know as Free Universal Complementary Key. These keys, or FUCKs will be given away when i deem one worthy of having one, I will also raffle away one FUCK every chapter. How do these FUCKs work you ask. Well these FUCKs are a get out of jail free card. Basically you send me a PRIVATE MESSAGE saying you want to use your FUCK to add an idea to the story. now youre probably thinking 'hey, you said you will add our ideas to the story for free' and that is true. what FUCKs allow you to do is send me exactly what you want and when you want it I will have to put it in there. you can write what you want to happen, and I will use that (almost) word for word in the story, a FUCK can let you type up to one chapter. no more, if you do not send me a private message saying that you know you got your FUCK before the next chapter comes out i will take it away and raffle 2 out next chapter, if you feel you do not want your FUCK, you may send me a message saying so and i will wipe you from my list and give the FUCK to someone else. you can store FUCKs and use them whenever, but if you win the raffle you MUST tell me that you know you got your FUCK, if not than you are on vacation or something and you are taking a chance for me to give other people FUCKs. AGAIN you may suggest things and i will add them to the best of my ability, but with FUCKs, you get exactly what you want exactly when you want. I have a list of all people Favorited and how many FUCKs each person has. I will now list the people who own FUCKs. Hope that makes sense

Baadoo: for being a good friend and support (sort of, we troll each other)
Blackwing: for being awesome (i should honestly give him like 5)
EliteSniper229: for having a nice detailed conversation about magic
Literature: for being a very active member with my story
MylittleBurger: for actually being active on my blawg post about ideas and stuff

Bomarck: raffled for chapter 1
Canman123: raffled for chapter 2
Chaosblade22: raffled for chapter 3
Clappie: Raffled for chapter 4
Emv7: Raffled for chapter 5
OddOneOut: Raffled for chapter 6