As it turned out, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle had no problems at all finding Apple Bloom. After wandering around Sweet Apple Acres for a while, they came across Applejack working away bucking apples like there was no tomorrow, and Apple Bloom was fervently trying to keep up at her side. It may have taken her two or three bucks to shake the apples down, rather than one, but she seemed, all in all, to be getting pretty good at it.
Applejack stopped bucking apples as they approached, and gently stopped Apple Bloom when she just kept going.
"We'd best call it a day, lil' sis," Applejack told her sister, as Apple Bloom wiped sweat off her brow. "Looks like your friends are here to play."
"Are you sure you don't need my help any more, Applejack?" Apple Bloom said, looking between her sister and her friends hopefully.
"Sure as sugar," Applejack told her. "I've been doing this since I was your age. A few hours alone won't hurt me none."
Apple Bloom looked back at her for a moment, then scampered over to where Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle were standing.
"Later, sis!" she called out, and joined them.
"Scootaloo! Sweetie Belle!" she said. "I didn't figure we'd be crusadin' today!"
"We were done at the library early and found this book and got this sweet idea for a crusade and we had to try it, so we thought we'd all try doing this together!"
"What were y'all doing at the library?" Apple Bloom glanced at Scootaloo. "You ain't exactly the library type, after all."
"Scoots has been holding out on us," Sweetie Belle informed her.
"I wasn't holding out on you!" Scootaloo said irritatedly. "It'd only been a few days, and I just hadn't gotten around to telling you about it yet. Besides, it's kinda personal."
"Well, let's head on down to the clubhouse, and we can talk about it there, then."
They all took a few minute walk down to their treehouse, and climbed up the ramp. Once they were securely inside and the door was closed, Apple Bloom turned back to Scootaloo.
"Ok, there ain't nopony here but us. What's got your hooves all out of line, Scoot?"
"Well, I saw a doctor a few days ago, because I still can't fly. They said I only have a twenty percent chance of ever being able to fly."
"Twenty percent? We can beat those odds," Apple Bloom said. "So what are we gonna do to get you flying? Maybe there's some special equipment you can use to get your wings stronger? Wing braces or something?"
"Twilight's already kinda on it," Scootaloo said. "She's coming up with this whole list of things for me to do. I'm starting to think her training's gonna take up my whole summer."
"There's gotta be something more we can do, though. What's Twilight got planned? Maybe we can help her."
"Well, what me and Sweetie Belle were doing today was some stuff to improve my magic, 'cause flying needs magic. Tomorrow she's gonna bring Rainbow Dash in for wing exercises and things, and then she's gonna ask Applejack about my endurance and stamina the next day."
"Bet she'll have ya buckin' apples with me, then," Apple Bloom give a big grin. "I could use some help, anyway."
Scootaloo groaned at the thought of spending all day apple-bucking, with Apple Bloom or not. She was probably right, too.
"That's not what we're gonna try today, though," she said, hoping to get away from the subject of apple-bucking till her muscles ached. "We found this book on sigil magic, and Twilight said we could try practicing it, so we thought maybe we could get sigil magic cutie marks!"
"Wait. Sweetie Belle's the only one of us that can do magic, ain't she? How could we all possibly get cutie marks in it? How could you work on magic with Twilight, even?"
"Twilight turned Scootaloo into a unicorn!" Sweetie Belle blurted out.
Apple Bloom turned and stared at Scootaloo.
"I got better," Scootaloo offered. Apple Bloom just kept staring at her. Scootaloo decided to change the subject.
"Look, according to Twilight, sigil magic can be done by anypony anyways. We found a book suggesting I use it in my training, and Twilight looked it over and said it'd be fine." Then a thought occurred to her. "Shoot, we grabbed the magic book, but not the other one, didn't we? Reggae Filly Basilum or whatever it was?"
"Wait a sec." Sweetie Belle started rooting through her saddlebags, then pulled out a worn volume and waved it triumphantly. "Got it! I pulled it back out of the stack, 'cause I was curious, and stuck it back in my bag without even thinking about it."
Apple Bloom looked at the book title curiously. "The training of a princess? Where did that come from?"
"Princess Luna sent Twilight some books to help me out, and this was one of them," Scootaloo said.
"So this was a book she used to train, then? What sort of training is it for, anyways? How to act like a princess?"
Scootaloo glanced at it thoughtfully. "I dunno, really. I just figured Luna thought it was important."
Sweetie Belle flipped open the book. "Trouble is that it's written in some other language. Some of it's got translations next to it, but I still can't read half of it."
Being written more than a thousand years ago in the High Unicorn tongue, it wasn't particularly strange that she couldn't read the text. Luna, and Celestia would have had no trouble with it, as would Starswirl the Bearded, and Twilight could read it slowly with the occasional use of a reference guide.
For three school fillies with only Equestrian Common and a smattering of Fancy between them, it was nigh impenetrable, though. Fortunately, the hoof-written translations covered most of the important parts.
"Besides eddy, er, etiquette, a proper princess needs to train in three fields. She needs to understand and be one with the magic within her, have the strength and endurance to face any task ahead of her, and have the ability to fly around all obstacles that challenge her. When practicing in these three areas, the use of custom sigils for each area is recommended to make the most of her training."
"Well, you know," Apple Bloom said, stroking her chin with one hoof, "that sounds a mite like the training Twilight's planning for you."
"Huh. It does, doesn't it? Maybe Luna figured the training a princess gets would work for me as well, or something."
"Listen to this." Sweetie had moved on to another section of the book. "...for every filly can be a princess, or has the potential to be one, and every colt a prince."
Apple Bloom snorted. "You wouldn't catch me being a princess. All those frou-frou outfits, holding court, and hanging out with all those snooty nobles. Fine for some, I suppose, but I'd rather be out on Sweet Apple Acres doing real work."
"Well, it's not like every girl wants to be a princess, anyways," Scootaloo said. "That'd be silly."
"Um, I don't think the princesses usually wear clothes," Sweetie Belle said softly. "Besides, I think it's just saying everypony can be better than they are."
"As long as that leads to me flying better than I am. Or at all, really."
"I suppose we should take a look-see at that sigil book, then," Apple Bloom said. "See if we can figure out how to do custom ones."
Scootaloo pulled the sigil book out and gave it to Apple Bloom, who started going through the pages.
"Lets see what we got here. Some beginning exercises to do, with stuff about clearing your mind and memory exercises."
"Got the first down," Scootaloo said, and Sweetie Belle nodded absently, attention on her own book.
"Really? Okay. We've gotta bunch of stuff on creating your own custom sigils here, which seems to be the main theme of this book, then some talk about symbol-based magic. Says it isn't true sigil magic, but gets lumped with it, and is from the same school, whatever that means."
"I'd think the part about custom sigils is what we want," Scootaloo remarked.
"Wait, it's got a bit on summoning things here," Apple Bloom said, turning a few pages. "Summoning a Cutie Mark?! Let's do the custom sigil stuff later. We gotta try this!"
Scootaloo peered at the page Apple Bloom was looking at, but all she could make out was "Cu-", a smudge, and then "rk". It could say "Cutie Mark", she supposed.
"Are you sure that's what it says?" she asked.
"I think so," Apple Bloom said abstractly. "Here, draw this squiggly thing over on the floor on the other side of the clubhouse."
"If it's summoning a cutie mark, shouldn't we draw it on our flanks?" Scootaloo asked.
"Nah, it says you need a large open area," Apple Bloom said, not looking up. "Once you've done that, Sweetie Belle, you can clear your mind and channel energy through the drawing, since I'm not sure how that works, and I'll say these weird words in foreign it has here."
So Scootaloo started sketching out the weird squiggly diagram out in broad strokes with chalk, then added all the little details it showed afterwards. Finally, she drew a big circle around it and stood back, comparing it to the page. "That look good?"
"Yeah, perfect."
Scootaloo stepped back, and Sweetie Belle walked over to the diagram. She looked over Apple Bloom's shoulder at the page involving channeling power through the symbol, and her horn started glowing green.
A minute later, the whole thing started glowing. Scootaloo could see that a small section of the circle had smudged, and wasn't glowing, but it was tiny, so she figured it wouldn't be a big deal.
"Lucky thing they wrote out how to say this," Apple Bloom muttered. "What's with all these y's and w's?"
Then she began chanting, her words somehow echoing in all three of their minds as she said them.
"Dewch i lawr i ni, Culhwch Marik,
Dewch i lawr gyda ni, oh un mawr,
Dewch i lawr, Culhwch Marik, a gwledd yn ein plith.
Dewch i lawr, oh un mawr,
Ac yn ei alw yma nawr!"
The diagram suddenly flared, and it's glow became almost painful to look at. Started by the flare, the glow around Sweetie Belle's horn vanished, but the light from the diagram remained, growing even brighter, so that the clubhouse seemed almost dim and grey in comparison.
Then Scootaloo felt an almost overpowering presence nearby. Frightened, she backed up to the other end of the clubhouse, closely followed by the others. A smell of smoke and rotting eggs came drifting over where they were hiding, causing Sweetie Belle to cough.
As the glow began to dim, Scootaloo could make out a figure standing, for lack of a better word, in the center of the diagram. She looked on in wonder, her mind trying desperately to process what she was seeing.
Sitting on the diagram was a thing.
She hadn't seen many things in her day, but if anything qualified as a thing, this did. It wasn't the tentacles, the suckers covering them, the excess of eyes and mouths on stalks, the green slime oozing, or the other details individually that convinced her, or even the alien buzzing and chittering sounds it was making, but the sum total all in one place.
It was a thing that should not be. She couldn't recall where she had heard the phrase, but it fit. Oh Celestia, it fit. She wanted Twilight here, or Luna, or somepony that could protect her right now.
An eyestalk swiveled around the thing in a full circle, then stopped at one point. Then the creature started moving forward with a squelching sound, leaving a trail of slime behind it, going right through the smudge in the chalk.
The three of them cowered against one wall as it approached, buzzing, clicking, and whirring in what Scootaloo assumed was a menacing manner. It moved towards them until they were trapped in one corner, shivering. A strange smell, like cardamom, cinnamon, and cleaning fluid mixed together emanated from its direction.
Well, this is it, Scootaloo thought. I'm sorry to have let you down Vinyl, Octy, Luna, Twilight. Guess I'll be seeing you sooner than I thought, mom, dad. I wish I could have at least flown once in my life.
Then the creature stopped, and a few eyestalks swivelled over to an empty spot on the wall. It chittered in a questioning tone, mandibles clicking together in confusion.
Looking at the same spot, Scootaloo saw a chalk line had appeared down at the bottom of the wall. As she watched, it formed into a chalk outline of a rectangle, and then a circle was drawn on one side, making it for all the world look like a crude picture of a door.
A knock came from the other side, and then another.
"It's open! Come on in!" Apple Bloom called out, a sort of crazed hysterical tone in her voice, as if she wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry.
The circle seemed to shimmer and turn into a full, three-dimensional doorknob, and turned on its own. The door thickened, and became real, and one claw opened it from the other side. Standing on the other side was another strange creature, but this one, at least, was one they recognised. Discord.
The draconequus strolled in, teacup in one hand, and surveyed the situation. He glanced over the three crusaders, where they stood shivering, then he saw the thing in front of them, and his eyes lit up.
"Culhwch!" he exclaimed happily. "I thought that was your signature I felt! It's been forever! How has the Nithon underworld been treating you?"
A few clicks, whistles and buzzes came from the creature, which Discord somehow seemed to follow with ease.
"Oh, shame, shame," he said. "But you're still here, still oozing, still eldritch as ever. Things will pick up, eventually. So, what brings you here?"
It made a few more noises, gnashed its mandibles, and waved a few tentacles in their direction.
"A snack?" Discord exclaimed, and looked over the fillies. "Oh dear, no, Fluttershy would have a fit. I believe she's rather fond of them. And I'd hate to damp down such promising chaos magicians right at their start. Besides, I believe I owe them a favor or two."
A muted whirring sound came from the creature, and it backed off a bit.
"Yes, I'm sure you're hungry, after a summoning like that. I've got just the thing for just this sort of occasion."
He placed down his teacup on a table that appeared out of nowhere, snapped his fingers, and a milkshake appeared. It looked like it was strawberry, but it seemed entirely the wrong shade of red. He handed it to one outstretched tentacle, and the creature began sucking it down greedily through a straw.
He walked over to the crusaders, who seemed on the verge of gibbering.
"An excellent bit of summoning, if I do say so. Bra-vo. Job well done, girls. I can see you'll be wonderful chaos magicians - if you survive, that is."
Apple Bloom was the first to recover enough to speak. "H-How did you-"
"How did I know to come here? Why, you left a chaos magic signature that could be detected for miles. Hardly a difficult feat when you are as attuned to chaos as I am, now. Good thing I did, too. Culhwch Marik and I haven't had a chance to catch up in simply ages."
"You're friends?" Apple Bloom asked. "But it was going to eat us!"
"Shame, shame. It's not like he has any control over what he lives on. Besides, he wasn't going to eat you."
"He wasn't?" Sweetie Belle asked.
"No, no, he was simply going to suck out all your creativity, imagination, and inspiration. You would have recovered in a few years. It would have been such a waste, though."
"Wait, is that what was in that milkshake you gave him?" Scootaloo asked. "Imagination?"
"Creativity and imagination. Oh, and a touch of raspberries."
"Did you just feed him another ponies creativity?" Apple Bloom said, frowning.
"Don't worry, it's not like they were actually using it, anyways. Whereas you girls, well, do you know how much chaos you've stirred up in Ponyville? It's extraordinary."
"We've just been tryin' to find our cutie marks. We haven't been tryin' to stir up any trouble."
"Not trouble, my dears, chaos. And trying to find your 'cutie marks'?" Discord rolled his eyes. "Ponies. Classifying everything in neat little boxes. You'd like to find your 'one special talent' and then spend the rest of your humdrum little pony life breaking apples or something, I suppose."
"That's apple-buckin' and that'd suit me just fine," Apple Bloom said indignantly. "It's what my family's always done."
"Oh, and that makes it what you should do, too, then, hmm? Pity, you three show real potential. This the book you're using?"
Discord reached out and snagged the book from Apple Bloom's unresisting hooves, and started thumbing through it.
"Looks pretty straightforward. A bit dull, but you should be safe enough working with this. Oh, what's this here? Summons: This section is provided for informational purposes only and should not be attempted unless an experienced chaos magician. These spells may result in accidental death, dismemberment, or loss of one's limbs. And you were were casting from here? I'm impressed."
"It said what?" Sweetie Belle shrieked.
"Oh, you didn't notice that? Well, it's still impressive you cast it flawlessly first time. I suppose I'd better ensure you survive as chaos magicians, though."
He grabbed the problematic section and pulled. Rather than ripping, the pages came seamlessly came out. The book then reformed itself to become smaller, and the separated pages became a separate pamphlet.
"I'll just keep this part safe for you, I think. Once you start to get the rest of the book down, come see me, and perhaps you can try some summons with a bit of guidance."
He handed the book back, and tucked the pamphlet into the air, where it vanished.
"Well, I'd best be on my way. Ta ta for now, girls! Don't be strangers!"
He waved, and gestured to the thing waiting patiently for him through the door, then went through himself, after picking back up his teacup. As he closed the door, it vanished behind him, leaving three stunned fillies standing alone in a treehouse.
Apple Bloom gave the book on sigil magic back to Scootaloo. "You know, I reckon that's enough chaos magic for one day, you think?"
Scootaloo couldn't help but agree.
Omake:
Back at Fluttershy's cottage, a table was laid out with tea at four places. On one side of the table, Discord sat sipping a cup of tea, as Angel sat with his arms crossed.On the other side sat the thing, chittering with irritation. Around each of its eyestalks, a ribbon had been tied in a bow. It whirred and squealed, waving an eyestalk with a pink ribbon tied to it.
"Oh, I quite agree," Fluttershy said next to it. "That won't do at all. Here, let me get that."
She gently untied the ribbon from the eyestalk, rubbing the tentacle.
"Pink is entirely the wrong color for you. Here, how about this?"
She pulled out a light blue ribbon and tied it on the eyestalk in the pink ones place. The creature emitted a low purring noise. Discord sighed.
This... I'm at a loss for words zt this point. I don't even know where to start. Let's see...
"Twilight turned Scootaloo into a unicorn!" Sweetie Belle blurted out.
Apple Bloom turned and stared at Scootaloo.
"I got better," Scootaloo offered. Apple Bloom just kept staring at her. Scootaloo decided to change the subject.
Probably should have seen that one coming.
"Well, it's not like every girl wants to be a princess, anyways," Scootaloo said. "That'd be silly."
Oh, poor Meghan, you will never live this down. Ever .
Looking at the same spot, Scootaloo saw a chalk line had appeared down at the bottom of the wall. As she watched, it formed into a chalk outline of a rectangle, and then a circle was drawn on one side, making it for all the world look like a crude picture of a door.
Oh, if that's a reference, then it's a clever one, sir, a very clever one. I was half expecting it to be the doorway to the underworld and that thing's mother being on the other side, or just go the extra mile and say it's Beetlejuice on the other end.
All in all, a great chapter. Apple Bloom's future involvement should be interesting, and Discord was awesomely in character. I like the fact that Luna gave them an excess of books and they're mainly working with the excessive stuff as is, too.
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Well, I think part of what happened with this one was at the end of the last Cubic Zirconia chapter, I was still in the mood to write Cubic Zirconia. So I did. And I didn't start this chapter until I was in the right mood, and a lot of the blocks had sorted themselves out in the back of my head for it. So it all ended up flowing well.
(Whereas what I wrote for the next chapter Cubic Zirconia had to be rearranged, rethought, so on a few times. I'm getting somewhere, but it's slow. Oddly, I think the chapter or two after that one will flow a lot easier. I've run through what happens in them often enough mentally.)
So, let's see. The Monty Python reference. I almost cut that once or twice for being too blatant a reference, and possibly breaking immersion. But it was too good.
I loved writing the princess lines. I laughed writing that Scootaloo line. Sometimes children can see things much better than adults. Also, for some reason when I wrote this, I felt like the dialogue was feeling more childlike, to a point where I almost felt like I should do a sweep of the other chapters to get them to match. Not happening, though.
The door outline thing just came to me in a mental image of how he entered, but I loved Beetlejuice, and it could easily have been a subconscious reference. Writing the thing was interesting, too, since I was actually trying to be careful not to give a full description of it.
Also, I was thinking of spending all this time coming up with a fake Lovecraftianish chanting for the incantation, then an idea occurred to me, and it worked beautifully. Eldritch creatures from beyond are apparently summoned in Welsh.
Glad you liked the chapter. Discord was so in character that I'm afraid to write him again, because it'll pale in comparison. Of course Discord hates cutie marks as a symbol of order. But no one writes him that way. If the conversation hadn't derailed where it did, it could have gone some interesting places. Places that deserve their own fics.
Apple Bloom was actually the part I was most nervous about, to be honest, because I haven't written her nearly as much as Scootaloo or Sweetie Belle.
And the chapter was supposed to have a custom sigil done by Scootaloo in it, but I decided Scoots didn't feel like doing any more magic today.
Suck out all their creativity, imagination, and inspiration for a while, huh? So Culhwch Marik is basically the living embodiment of the United States public school system?
I feel like I really should have seen the "I got better" line coming. I'm not usually a big fan of references, but that one was pretty funny. I think the key to a good reference is to keep it brief and low-key, so it doesn't get distracting. That and fitting the context of the situation well on its own so it doesn't seem shoehorned in. And then I'm not sure the chalk door outline was meant as a specific reference to any one thing, but it kinda reminded me of Pan's Labyrinth.
It's strange, though, when Scootaloo was telling Apple Bloom about the training schedule Twilight's cooking up for her, it got me planning to make a joke about how maybe Scootaloo will discover that all it takes to become an alicorn is to master some specialties of each pony race, but that nopony ever bothers doing that, because once they get their own special talent, that's all they really care about doing well for the rest of their lives. Then I got to the part about the princess-training book, and thought, "Uhh... That was just a joke, wasn't it?" Are we gonna end up with Princess Scootaloo by the time she figures out how to fly well?
Hmm... I wonder who Discord tapped for that "milkshake". And I hope the CMC take up Discord's offer to eventually learn some summoning magic. Everyone needs a hobby, after all. Oh, and Discord's "breaking apples" remark was pretty funny too, and sounded exactly like something he'd say. I think you wrote everyone pretty well, and it doesn't surprise me at all that Fluttershy was perfectly comfortable with some creature that most would call a horrible abomination.
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There are a lot of things similar to Culhwch Marik, but the public school system is definitely one of them. He fits in well with mlp lore, too, since we have changelings eating love already. Eldritch monsters that eat you are overdone, anyways.
The fact that the "I got better" reference was basically gone by the time it hit probably did help. Glad I kept it in.
The chalk outline just popped into my head, but it's been done a few times. It could have been a Pan's Labyrinth reference, a Beatlejuice reference, and probably other things I'm not thinking of.
Princess Scootaloo? Well, that could be interesting...
Since I decided but never wrote it in, I'll give you this one. The milkshake contained Prince Blueblood's creativity and imagination.
I'd expect the CMC are a little hesitant at the moment to do more chaos magic, but it'd be fun if they did take him up on summoning. I almost wanted to expand Discords diatribe on cutie marks to its own fanfic, really. And I agree on the "breaking apples" remark. I enjoyed that, and was surprised at how easily Discord came to me. Too much Star Trek, I suppose.
Apple Bloom, I was worried about, so I'm glad everyone came out well. And, yeah, I just had to include the end scene, because Fluttershy would make friends with it...
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Between Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy, it's practically impossible for any living creature to visit Ponyville without getting befriended. Funny thing is, Fluttershy, the shy one, likely has more friends than any other pony anywhere, seeing how she can talk with her animals and all, so she probably doesn't consider them her pets.
And yeah, Blueblood was my first guess, but then I got thinking who else it might have been. Then I was going to make a joke about how if it was from Blueblood, it probably tasted disgusting. Then I fell back asleep, because I woke up too early this morning, so I just posted the comment as it was before passing out.
By the way, I take it you just made Culhwch Marik up? I Googled the name, and this seemed to be the only real result. I was curious to see if there was a picture of it somewhere, and the only two images it found were from here.
"Come down to us, Culhwch Tarik, Come down with us, oh great one, Come down, Culhwch Tarik, a feast among us. Come down, oh great one, And call it here now! "
Oh, Google Translate.
PS: You're welcome.
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The door reminded me of BeetleGuese.
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Ha, I didn't even read this comment before I posted about BeetleGuese.
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Yep, I juggled between the english version and the translated text, adjusting the english text to make sure the welsh looked impressive, while trying to make sure it wasn't really something someone in their right mind would actually be chanting as part of a ritual. Pro-tip: Don't chant rituals with phrases like "come feast among us".
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Well, as I said, things like the door have been done a bunch of times. It just felt right, though.
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I never read anything in a foriegn language out loud unless I know what it means. But its mostly being scared of offending anyone.
Although I would take full advantage of it if I spoke english and moved to another country by insulting them, but saying it in a nice tone.
But I better hope they don't speak english too.
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But Pinkie Pie is friends with everyone in ponyville!
And either way, most ponies already have a good connection between animals since they do act more human like sometimes.
And Pinkie would befriend them too!
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Well, I hadn't looked at that tumbler before, but I can see both involve sigils, which would make for some similarity. Of course, I'm drawing sigil magic from real world books about magic, so we're probably just coming from similar sources...
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Oh yes. I was very happy with how Spike came out. He shouldn't be completely missing, or just appear when Twilight needs something. He also is not incompetent, but he's not exactly an adult, either. Twilight does need him to be the voice of sanity and keep him in check...
I was very tempted to ship Spike x Scootaloo, in fact, but I didn't particularly plan on romance.
And while Spike doesn't show up as much next time Scootaloo goes to the library, he's still busy, and what he's doing is important, It's just mostly not on-screen...
--arcum42
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With all the feathers involved, somehow I'm not sure how well this would work for wings. That and it might distort their shape, making flying even less feasible. Besides, even if anypony thinks about that idea, I don't think they'll mention it to Scootaloo...
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Yes, indeed he is. I'm pretty happy with my depiction of Spike. It's better than the way he's portrayed in some episodes, unfortunately...
--arcum42
Lollercoaster.
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I've been wanting to see friendship between Scootaloo and Luna ever since Sleepless In Ponyville. I'd like to see "Luna adopts Scootaloo", too, but that obviously isn't happening here...
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I thought I got Scoots reaction to the events of the wedding pretty spot on. ^_^
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Well, at this point, with him thinking of them as potentially promising chaos magicians, he's more likely to hold it out for a reward if Scootaloo does well in her training, or tell her that if she learns enough chaos magic, she'll learn how to do it herself.
Besides, with Scootaloo not able to channel enough magic into her wings from her magic core, it might be a bit tricky even for Discord. Vanishing wings, or giving temporary flying abilities is one thing, but permanent might be something else...
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I couldn't resist the Monty Python moment, though I thought about pulling it during revision. It was too much fun, though.
--arcum42
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Oh, I do too, and I like to think that Luna would be rather protective of ponies that she's helped out repeatedly in that past that trust her. A lot of fillies and colts whose dreams she enters probably run away from her.
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Scootaloo's opinion and reality may not always match. And, here, two out of three ponies in this picture clearly consider her huggable. ^_^
iambrony.steeph.tp-radio.de/mlp/gif/115474__UNOPT__safe_animated_scootaloo_apple-bloom_sweetie-belle_hug_cutie-mark-chronicles.gif
--arcum42
Discord's bit was AWESOME.
"Transmit on all frequencies in all known languages -- including Welsh." -- Arnold Rimmer
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Yep. What other language would you summon an eldritch being in?
Of course, I had a Red Dwarf reference my first chapter...
Esperanto, maybe?
"Twilight turned Scootaloo into a unicorn!" Sweetie Belle blurted out.
Apple Bloom turned and stared at Scootaloo.
"I got better," Scootaloo offered. Apple Bloom just kept staring at her. Scootaloo decided to change the subject.
Reminds me of monty python and the holy grail
"She turned me into a salamander!"
awkward silence.
"i got Better"
My take on this chapter:
My Little Voodoo
My Little Voodoo
Ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhh, ahhhhhhh, ahhhhhh
My Little Voodoo
I used to wonder what witchcraft could be
My Little Voodoo
Untill discord shared its secrets with me
Demon summoning
Tons of Blood
A Griffons Heart
Still Beating
Creating chaos
Its an Easy Feat
and Witchcraft makes it all complete
My Little Voodoo
Did you know your all going to die in
Fiiii-iiii-iiiire
P.S. i love anyone who would actually sing this!!!
4638205 *she turned me into a newt.
get it right