Since Princess Twilight Sparkle had elevated herself to the status of an immortal alicorn, she has come to realize that there would be one part of her friend's lives that they may never get the chance of having - her funeral. To make up for this, she decides to host a mock funeral so they can have the opportunity to experience it. However, word about the preparation for said funeral accidently gets out and as a result, Equestria believes that Twilight has died.
This story was inspired by the suggestion of a friend who wishes to remain anonymous.
Proofread by Titanium Dragon.
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THIS. IS. GENIUS!!!
Holy fuck this was hilarious, great fic. Have a like and a fav.
This is gold. I have written a story called Falling Tears featuring another princess faking her death, if anyone wants to check it out.
i remember there having been another story with exactly this premise a few weeks ago . .
Edit:
Found it:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/378387/let-it-rip
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Huh, I didn't know it existed until now.
It was at this exact point that my inner Beatlemaniac burst into hysterics. (Where's Strawberry Fields when you need him? [Wait, never mind, he's probably dead too.])
...Yeah, this whole thing was really funny. Thumbs up!
:)
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There's also The Random Royal Funeral by DarthLink22. And naturalbornderpy's The First Death Of Twilight Sparkle. And possibly a couple other fics I don't know about, too.
Huh. Is it just me, or does this fandom really like preemptively shoving Twilight into caskets?
Why would Flurry be so nonchalant about her aunt dying?
Now I see. Even at a young age, Flurry secretly lusts for power, and is willing to knock off her own aunt to get it.
That baby's colder than ice.
As of today, she is currently recovering in her palace in Canterlot. When asked about what happened, she answers: “I don’t remember dying. All I knew was that I went to bed and fell asleep. Everything after that I thought I was dreaming.” From there, she starts to describe an afterlife where everyone had their own kite and a companion plant named Phillis. A warm place where the sun bursts out a firework display every second. And a place where she ran a village where everypony was equal. “I didn’t realize what had happened until I ‘woke up.’ It wasn’t until my friends used those magical artifacts to bring me back that I apparently died a few days ago.”
Alicorn immortality? Twilight ruling Equestria?
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And that neither are the main focus? I know, strange and yet clichéd, right?
For a cover is quite nice to make assumptions from. But the cover never is the book.
This got a good laugh out of me, id love to see a follow up to this awesomely hilarious story
Starlight: “Funeral please.”
Alt. Ending.
Princess Celestia was having tea when she found out that Princess Twilight Sparkle had returned. Her identity and aliveness was fairly easy to determine, since the flaming alicorn descended from the sky in a blaze of glory and landed on her balcony, after all. Eyes like pits of molten gold and engulfed in arcane violet fire, she advanced one step at a time in the direction of her former mentor, breathing in short, fierce bursts of smoke.
"So good of you to return, Twilight." Celestia took another sip of tea and floated out an empty teacup that was embossed in gold with 'Best Student' along the side. "Would you like to take a cup and sit for a while?"
"I didn't want cremated!" she shouted, although Twilight cringed back at the discouraging look she received from Celestia. "I mean I told my friends I didn't want cremated," she added in a much calmer and controlled voice, more suited for the area.
"My sister and I were overcome with grief," said Celestia. "Rather than see your coffin go into the grave and think of you decaying there, eaten by worms and mold in the cold ground, we flung you into my sun so everpony would be able to see your final resting place." She held out a plate. "Biscuit, Twilight?"
"Why would you throw me into the sun!" snapped Twilight, although she removed a biscuit from the plate. She always got a little peckish when low on sugar, after all.
"My sister and I flipped a bit. I won," added Celestia with a far-off look. "Starlight told me about your situation later, but it was too late. Too late for several things, in fact, but I believe things will work out for the best. That is once you get a few more years of experience and we can try passing you the responsibility for all of Equestria and not worry about you taking another drastic action such as this without considering the consequences."
"What consequences?" asked Twilight, the half-eaten cookie dribbling crumbs. "And what do you mean too late for several things?"
"For that, you are going to have to ask Starlight Glimmer. Now if you'll excuse me," said Celestia, rising from her seat with a last sip of tea, "I must attend court and calm the citizens again. Don't let me detain you from going to Ponyville and getting your answers."
Twilight's arrival at her school was accomplished with less drama, although she tripped over a new hoof-scraper at the entrance marked 'I Told You I Was Ill' and caused several students to scream in terror and flee through the building. By the time she reached the Headmare office, she had gotten most of her initial rage stomped out, and had stopped leaving sizzling craters in the crystal floor, so she counted to a hundred by prime numbers, took a deep breath, and opened Starlight's door.
"Just a minute," said Starlight from behind a huge stack of papers on her desk. "I dropped my quill."
"You dropped the ball on my funeral too," growled Twilight. "I want to know what happened, why I wound up in the sun, and what in Equestria have you done to your desk? You normally don't even have a notepad there."
"There were some.... changes since your funeral," admitted Starlight from behind the papers. "I knew you were coming back, so I made you a report--" a short stack of papers emerged from the mess and floated over to Twilight "--and developed the movie film, although I didn't get a chance to have it narrated or a soundtrack because I knew... Well. There are some changes you just have to see for yourself."
Starlight Glimmer came slowly out from behind her desk, and spread her wings.
HOLD UP.
Very funny. There are many good bits to call out, but others have been doing that already so let me just say.
Celestia taking the opportunity to drop burns on Sunset like that? Ice cold man, seriously not cool :p
(Oxymoron accidental but welcome)
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hell to the fuck NO!
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Calm down, I'm not going to change the story.
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My thoughts exactly.
...Pretty sure I've already read a fic that had exactly that same premise.
And if not, heck, I'm sure that's how the likes of Grandpa Gruff's funeral will go.
This is morbidly adorable. I didn't even know that could be a thing until now.
And probably some sleeping on the couch.
Wait...her middle name is Lenin?!
Fun fic. It actually reminds me of a loosely similar fic me and another had considered collaborating on but ultimately didn't...makes me all the more tempted to just go ahead and write it anyway...but for now, this fic can have it's well-earned spotlight.
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yea ‘old up now, WAT,
I love how Rainbow’s somepony who pointed out how stupid it was, but then elects NOT to clarify things to the coffin ponies.
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OMG, I didn’t notice that, that is hilarious!!
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WUUUUUUUUT
Its good
9/10
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Saw this and I recognized the prompt, too. I'm going to go and guess CrackedInkWell's anonymous friend and my anonymous commissionner are just the same person, and they approached two people with the same story idea.
Story looks different enough from mine to have little else in common, though, so eh, who cares? The more the merrier.
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it is not that uncommon especially considering that the anonymous friend note also implies he wrote this without cost. A kind gesture to say the least.
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There’s two things I need to make perfectly clear:
The one who suggested this story, had asked me not to name specifically who it is simply because they didn’t want to get any more attention than they already have. And therefore be overwhelmed by said attention. So I respected that wish to leave who I credit as anonymous because I don’t feel right of taking a story idea that’s not mine.
Also, the thing with me is that I never, ever take commissions or money from anyone. Even if I’m in need of it. I only take suggestions though. In other words, people have to convince me first to write it. Since none of these stories are written off commissions or out of a patron, that means everything I write is because I wanted to.
Are you ever going to make a story elaborating on that part?
Flurry can ask for what she wants... Why does an infant want Assassins?
Also Starlight's middle name is Lenin :)
Starlight's middle name is Lenin?!
If I saw that newspaper article, I'll be like: 'Has she lost the plot.'
If my enemy, Oscura Galaxia saw it: 'Good riddance.'
Did you mean Pinkie-esque?
Also, Twilight is the pony version of Jesus?
...... Yeah, I can see it.
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Fixed and thanks.
Starlight felt a migraine was coming on. “Celestia help us,” she muttered under her breath, “the ruler of Equestria is a freaking weirdo
I feel Starlight Glimmer at this point🤣
Twily has gone cray-cray!
Loved the story it was great.
Awesome story!