Celestia read over the morning news quietly, The Canterlot Gazette was delivered earlier than usual. She skimmed over the front page, and then noticed the date. It was September 27th 1002 C.R.
Hmm, I feel like there’s something important about this date, thought Celestia as she tried to remember.
She soon shrugged it off and continued reading. It seemed Hoity Toity had given Rarity’s new line of dresses a spectacular review, as well as Pinkie Pie’s pastries. Celestia licked her lips, pastries sounded good right about now. Luna was asleep after lowering the moon, so Celestia concluded that sneaking some morning cakes would be a cinch.
Hello, Celestia, did you miss me? said a mellifluous voice.
Celestia jumped, looking around wildly. The voice was so ominously familiar, yet so unrecognizable.
“Who’s there?” she called out.
Silence ensued, she reluctantly shook it off. No sooner had she done this, the voice returned.
Celestia, you really don’t remember me? How rude, I thought you would remember me of all ponies, the voice came much clearer than before.
“WHO ARE YOU? SHOW YOURSELF!” Celestia used the Royal Canterlot Voice, something she hadn’t done in a long time. She knew this wasn’t Discord, the voice was off, but it sounded familiar nonetheless. A sense of fear crept up, but she couldn’t explain why.
Temper, temper, Celestia, you claim to have brought harmony to the land, but you are easily irritable, the voice gave a smooth chuckle, not too much, yet not too little.
“Guards, GAURDS!!” Celestia screamed.
They cannot hear you, my dear… it is only you and I, you see, I was hoping for some alone time to discuss some… important matters, the voice felt so soothing, but Celestia wouldn’t just give in.
Celestia stayed silent for a moment, she was testing her suspicion of the voice.
Oh, so you are finally figuring it out… good. I see what you did there, attempting to prolong your answer to your superior… that lacks respect, and harmony, said the voice, you seem to have grown wise in your years.
Celestia put her hoof down, “Why are you here?”
Here? I’m not truly here… my consciousness reaches over all of Equestria, and beyond that, the voice gave yet another perfect chuckle… too perfect, which confirmed Celestia’s suspicions.
Her eyes widened, “No, but… that means-,”
I’m baaaaaack, sang the voice with perfect tone, Actually, 51.483539619474653047382946738367473829119328% back.
Celestia only remembered one being with such a compulsive urge for perfection like that. Her fear grew exponentially, but she had enough power to say his name.
“Ac-… Accord?” Celestia stuttered.
Brilliant, you remember… on to business-,
“Get out.” Celestia eye’s and horn glowed with power.
How rude… and using the power I gave you to get rid of me? How cliché, Accord would have rolled his eyes if he had them.
“My sister and I earned this power! How dare you-,”
Tsk, tsk, tsk, it is true you earned the power, but your sister did not… you did it for her, Accord voice became darker and sinister… perfectly dark and sinister.
“Wha- I… but you-,” Celestia was dumbstruck.
I do hate interrupting somepony, but you owe me an overdue debt… far overdue, about 1052 years overdue on this very date, Accord got very technical. Celestia had her full realization, today was important after all.
“Overdue for what, Accord?” she called out.
You cheated me, Celestia, the only reason I let it go was because I saw the bigger picture… If the both of you became alicorns, my brother would be usurped much faster than I had hoped. His removal would have freed me, but what I did not know is that we are connected, the voice monolouged, Celestia needed popcorn, but that wasn’t an option, Harmony cannot exist without a pinch of Disharmony, so when you sealed him in stone, my return was halted.
Celestia was confused, “Then why now? And how?”
Recent events have led to this, including Discord’s breakout, which reestablished our connection, I slowly regained my strength, which was halted yet again by his re-imprisonment. But I had already gained enough strength to spread my consciousness, Accord had finished his monologue.
“But what does this have to do with me and Luna?” Celestia asked.
‘Luna and I’, thank you very much… But to answer your grammatically incorrect question, this only has to do with your sister… she must go through the trials once again, without you, Accord said with perfect… you get the point.
“We didn’t even want to help you, you forced us into the trials, and Luna was just a little filly!” Celestia exclaimed loudly.
It is true you didn’t agree with my views on harmony, but I really wanted my brother out of the picture, which you wanted as well, he answered, and the part of Luna being a filly, I don’t see problem with that.
Celestia’s mouth gaped open, “What kind of sick, twisted being are you?! I still have nightmares of the trials! Why would I put Luna through that?!”
Accord would have shrugged, it could have helped her build character, it may even have kept her from giving into jealousy and becoming Nightmare Moon, Accord hit Celestia’s nerve.
Celestia screamed as her mane began to burn with the power of the sun, “GET OUUUTTT!!”
Hmm, looks like I’ve caught you at a bad time, you seem moody… but I’ll give you a final warning, you have until the 1st of November to tell her, otherwise I will, it was good to see you again, Accord’s voice began fading.
“OUT! NOW!” screamed Celestia, again turning to the R.C.V.
But Accord was long gone; she brought her power under control. After she had done this, a set of guards ran in.
“Your Highness, we heard you call, is something wrong?” the Pegasus guard asked.
Celestia was shocked. Had Accord stopped time during their conversation? Had he already gained enough strength for that kind of magic? This troubled her greatly.
“No,” she responded, “Nothing at all, but can you check up on Luna for me?”
The guards bowed, “Yes, Princess.”
The guards left, leaving Celestia alone with her thoughts. She thought of the date again, September 27th; she had until the 1st of November. 34 days, that was enough time, right? She didn’t know much about Accord, except for when she had stumbled into his prison along with filly Luna. The trials scared her, she shouldn’t have been, but she was.
The Trials of an Alicorn were not to be trifled with.
A/N: Hello Everybrony… and pegasister… and pegasisters who prefer to be called a brony. Yes, I rewrote the fanfic, I got huge amounts of dislikes and I was depressed for a while. But I got my act together, so here you go. Enjoy it…
Edit one: I fixed the whole timeline thing, 1052 years ago thing is basically giving time for the two sisters to rule together but also seal away all the baddies... you'll see my logic (hopefully) because the reason Discord's sealing was broken was the CMC caused a ruckus, I'm not blaming them. Also the disappearance of the Crystal Empire was possibly only some time before Luna became Nightmare Moon. And the reason she broke out after a thousand years was because "the stars aided in her escape".
The dark purple unicorn woke up groaning. He rolled over on his back, where a small rock lodged its way in. He yelled out on pain.
“AAAHHH, MY BACK!!” he screamed.
His eyes shot right open as he quickly rolled off the rock. He looked around, finding himself in a dark forest. Foliage grew all around; multiple colorful plants were spread like a canvas. He looked at the rock that had cracked his back.
“Dumb rock.” He flicked it away.
The unicorn froze. He looked back to where his hoof was. His irises shrunk to about the size of a pebble. A combo of horror, surprise, and utter confusion showed on his face.
“WHERE THE HECK IS MY HAND?!” his voice echoed through the entire forest, scaring some critters in the process.
Meanwhile…
A small Pegasus colt lied snoring on the ground. His glasses had slipped off his face sometime during sleep. A twig snapped in the forest surrounding him, his reaction to this was an inaudible grumble. A small ray of sunlight had made it through the canopy to his face, where he squinted and blocked his face. He realized he didn’t have his glasses on, so he reached for them. When he had reached them, he attempted to grab them, with complete failure. His eyes opened slowly, revealing his deep brown eyes, and he looked to his glasses, then to his hoof.
Words could not express the fear in his eyes. He quickly threw himself away, in an attempt to escape this nightmare. He landed near a small pond. He got up slowly, dragging himself toward it. When he looked into the pond, complete and total rage overtook him.
“AARON!! YOUR BEHIND THIS, AREN’T YOU?!” the colt yelled with a feral look on his face.
Also meanwhile…
Two ponies slept next to each other. One was a dark blue Pegasus, and the other a bright red unicorn. When the angry scream ripped through the forest around them, the unicorn began to mumble.
“Check on the boys, Matt…” she said.
“They’re 16 and 13, they don’t need me there to break up the fight, said the Pegasus, but he thought for a moment, “On second thought, I’ll go.”
The Pegasus lifted himself up, and when he turned to see his wife, he hopped away.
“AAHH! Sarah, is that you?” the Pegasus yelled.
The unicorn became alarmed by her husband’s reaction, “Matthew, it’s me, what are you-,” she looked at her hooves. Her reaction was just as bad.
Her high pitched scream ripped through the forest, which could be heard by the young unicorn stallion and pegasus colt. They recognized their mother’s scream and wobbled toward it. The unicorn got a better hang of moving on all fours, but the small colt had one too many encounters of his face with the ground. When they saw the small clearing, they dashed ahead.
When the two broke into the clearing, the red unicorn gave another deafening scream. All three males gripped their ears. The purple unicorn raised his own voice.
“QUIEEEETTTT!!”
The red unicorn stopped, with her mouth gaping, “Aaron?”
Shock overtook each one of them, “Mom?”
They looked to the blue pegasus, “Matthew?”
He nodded slowly, and turned to the small colt, “Ike?”
The bewildered colt gave a nod. The 4 ponies sat staring at each other for what seemed like hours. Ike was the first to speak up.
“This is your fault, Aaron!” he pointed his hoof to the purple unicorn.
Aaron gave a resentful look, “How the heck is this my fault?!”
“We’re ponies… and you like ponies!” Ike responded, “What other reason is there?”
“Is that your only answer?” Aaron yelled back, “that’s the stupidest excuse I’ve ever heard.”
The two continued to bicker until their mother couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Enough!” she screamed.
The two stopped, but not without giving each other hateful looks. Sarahi gave them a stern look, which forced them to surrender. By her sat a very confused Matthew.
“Aaron, I told you that you didn’t like ponies anymore!” she looked at the purple unicorn.
“Yeah, but you never gave it a chance,” Aaron tried to defend him, “you saw one photo and you said it brainwashed me-,”
“Shut your mouth, don’t talk to me like that!” said Sarahi, “Now fix this!”
“I don’t know how, and I didn’t even do it in the first place,” Aaron attempted to reason with his paranoid mother.
“Everyone SHUT UP!” the shout came from Matt, who had kept quiet during the argument.
“Now, Aaron, explain to me what this is all about.” He said looking toward his son.
“Now wait a minute, I’ll tell-,” started Sarahi.
“Sarah, stay quiet, I asked Aaron,” he put his hoof to his wife’s mouth.
Aaron let out a sigh and gave the dreaded Brony Confession. He explained the fandom, and why he personally liked ponies. Matthew listened intently, nodding throughout the confession. He had to continuously silence Ike and Sarahi. Aaron explained how his mother had seen the “You will join the herd” meme with Pinkie Pie giving swirly eyes, and concluded he was brainwashed.
When it was all over and done, Matt took a moment to contemplate. He came to a small conclusion.
“Ok,” he said as he shrugged.
The three other ponies stood dumbfounded. Matt was panicking, but was doing his best to stay calm.
“Aaron, do you or do you not know why we are ponies?” he asked.
“No,” Aaron responded flatly, “and I’m definitely not brainwashed.”
“Your still gay-,”
BAM! Aaron smacked his brother in the face with a monotone expression.
“Ike!” yelled Sarah.
“He deserved it,” said Aaron.
Ike lifted himself from the ground, rubbing his face, still freaked out by the fact that he no longer had any fingers. His anger quickly changed to fear as a roar ripped through the forest.
All 4 ponies fell silent. They all turned their heads toward the darker part of the forest. The leaves rustled, and large footsteps echoed. Then an ominous silence took hold.
Aaron chuckled sheepishly, “I guess it was a false-,” he spoke too soon.
Out of the trees leaped a creature with the body of a lion, tail of a scorpion, and bat wings.
“MANTICORE!” Aaron screamed in his falsetto.
The manticore gave a loud roar and slammed the ground. It looked toward the 4 ponies and raised its claws.
“RUN!” commanded Aaron as he shot back into the forest with the others in tow.
The manticore gave a confused look as the 4 ponies darted away. Behind him approached a yellow and pink Pegasus holding a large thorn.
“Now Fuzzy, I did tell you it would sting a little,” said the soft voiced pegasus pony, “you really should watch where you sit in the future.”
Fuzzy the Manticore gave a sheepish smile, and looked back toward the direction where the ponies had run. The pegasus noticed this and looked over to where the manticore had directed his attention, she saw some hoof prints in the dirt.
“Aw, Fuzzy, did you scare off some ponies?” she felt guilty for whatever trouble Fuzzy may have caused.
Fuzzy whimpered, and slouched. The pegasus flew up to him and began petting his mane.
“Don’t worry, Fuzzy, Mama Fluttershy will cook you up some noodle soup,” Fluttershy directed the manticore back into the forest.
Meanwhile once again…
Aaron and his family had been running through the woods for who knew how long. When they had finally reached the edge, the sunlight momentarily blinded them. As Aaron rubbed his eyes, he heard his mother gasp, when he finally opened his eyes, before him was a landscape so beautiful, an artist would have had a heart-attack.
He came to a shocking realization as a smile crept onto his face.
“I… I’m in…,” the name couldn’t leave his lips, but it soon came out, “Equestria.”
His parents and brother stared at him with gaping mouths.
“What was that?” asked Ike in a still very much shaken voice.
“We’re in Equestria,” Aaron was holding back an upcoming fangirl scream.
His family looked across the landscape, overtaken with its sheer beauty. All around them were hills of almost indescribable green, mountains that reached to the sky, plants that looked as healthy as anything, the sky bluer than anything they had seen before.
Aaron was jumping around taking in everything he could, from the smell, to the fresh air, to even the taste of the grass (which wasn’t half bad). His mom and his brother were the most dumbfounded of the four.
“How in the- but that means-,” started Aaron’s mother.
“It’s REAL, ‘just a cartoon’ is no longer an excuse!” He happily responded.
In the distance, sat a little village, Aaron looked closely, and when he figured out what it was, he went absolutely brain-dead. It took a moment to reboot, and when he did, he sat back on his flank and clapped his hooves together with a giddy smile.
“Umm, so what just happened, how did we get here, and how do we get back?” said an ignorant Ike.
Aaron stopped and turned toward his family, he’d always wanted to do this. He cleared his throat, and gave a big smile.
“We are in Equestria, I don’t know how we got here, but I suspect some form of inter-dimensional travel device, and why would you want to go back?”
“Because we have lives back home, we’re not supposed be here,” said Matt.
Aaron’s expression dropped, he had believed his dad was on his side. But he knew his dad was right.
“Well, I don’t know what to tell you, I don’t know enough about inter-dimensional travel to come up with a conclusion,” Aaron shrugged.
His brother became enraged, “How do you not know about inter-dimensional trave!? You know all these crazy time-space theories, but you can’t even narrow it down to one?”
“Well, I could think a lot more clearly if a certain hater wasn’t screaming in my ear every 5 minutes, and furthermore, even if I figured it out, how in the world would I be able to send us back?” Aaron always felt that all the intellectual jobs were given to him.
Aaron was struck with an idea, it was so good it was hard not to smile, “Maybe we could go down to that village and ask for help.”
They weren’t buying it, but Aaron expected this.
“Look, in Equestria, magic is theoretically dominant to science, if we bide our time, I could figure out something, but right now I’m just overtaken by this,” He spread his arms, directing them to Equestria.
His dad sighed, “All right, lead the way,”
“Matthew, you can’t be serious-,”
“Honey, Aaron seems to know what he’s talking about… besides, I trust my own son, whether we’re ponies or not,” he gave Aaron a nod.
Aaron didn’t know what to say, his dad really was on his side. Sarah and Ike gave each other worried looks.
“Thank you, dad, your common sense is but one your many talents… second to sarcasm,” Aaron gave a smile.
“I wasn’t being sarcas-,”
“I know, dad,” Aaron facehoofed, his jokes weren’t the best, “I know.”
They began trotting down the hill; they were headed to what Aaron called “Ponyville”. Ike rolled his eyes as Aaron explained the known history of Equestria, the fact that certain physics didn’t apply at all times, and the 4 species of pony. Occasionally, one of them would interject for a question.
“This seriously all happened 1000 years ago?”
“So science and magic work together here?”
“How do we go to the bathroom?”
Ike and Matt perked up when Aaron mentioned they were capable of flight. His mom seemed quite intrigued when he mentioned all the things that magic could do. Aaron stopped talking to examine himself and the others.
His mother, Sarahi, was a bright red unicorn. She had a long brown mane and tail with pale red streaks. But what really threw him off were her eyes, previously brown, they were now a bright, light purple-blue.
His brother was like a shrunken version of his mother with the difference of gender. His mane was pushed back like he’d been through a wind tunnel, and his eyes were still deep brown. Despite just turning 13, he seemed rather tiny. His glasses also seemed to have joined them on the trip.
His father was deep blue… just blue. His eyes were blue, his coat, his mane was black with clue streaks running through. His glasses were also here.
When Aaron looked at himself, he felt rather satisfied, a nice dark purple coat, his mane was a dark navy blue, along with the ends being dark blue. He crossed his eyes together as he saw his horn. He tapped it, which made him feel weird.
“One more question,” Ike spoke up, “I remember all the little toys having little designs on their butts.”
Aaron facehoofed at the comment, but then realized Ike was right. He looked at his own flank… blank, how he missed that, he didn’t know. He then noticed the others; their flanks were blank as well.
“Oh no, this changes everything,” Aaron began pacing nervously.
“How does this change everything?” asked Matt.
“Do you not understand… no, wait, you don’t,” Aaron looked irritated.
“What is the problem? Spit it out!” Sarahi demanded.
“We don’t have our Cutie Marks!” Aaron said in a panic.
Ike cocked an eyebrow, “And this is bad… how?”
Aaron growled in frustration, but calmed down and explained Cutie Marks, their symbolism in the pony society, and whatever else he could think of.
“I still don’t see the problem,” Sarah shrugged, “we’ll just say we never got them.”
Aaron had just explained the concept, so he was ticked, “We can’t do that… okay, maybe Ike can, but we’re fully grown.”
“We can just say we never found our special talent,” Aaron’s dad concluded.
Aaron was tired of facehoofing, it was becoming an unhealthy habit. He fell onto his back and gave up on reasoning with his family.
When they entered town, he made a final effort with them.
“If you see a completely pink pony, do not, I repeat, do noOOF!” Aaron had slammed into some kind of immovable object.
“HIYA!” an optimistic sounding voice said.
When Aaron looked up, he felt an incredible amount of joy rise, and then incredible horror. This is because before him, stood little Miss Pinkamena Diane Pie.
Another Meanwhile at Canterlot Castle…
Celestia paced her personal quarters, reading scroll after scroll, book after book, trying to figure a way out of her dilemma. A whole day had almost gone by since Accord’s little visit, and she hadn’t stopped reading. She also was plagued constantly by recurring memories of the Trials. She had only been 12 at the time, and little Luna was only 3 1/2. Luna didn’t remember anything, she believed her whole life that she’d been an alicorn. Little did she know that she was born a unicorn, as well as Celestia. Celestia, gripped her hear, trying to shake it off.
“Luna is big pony now,” Celestia said attempting remain calm, “She can handle the Trials…”
A knock came at the door, Celestia gave a small shriek. A voice came in through the door.
“Sister… is everything all right?” It was Luna, which did not help Celestia’s jumpiness.
“Oh, uh, yes… come in, Luna,” she called out.
Luna entered, her mane flowing with the power of night. She walked up to Celestia. She levitated a small platter toward her.
“Sister, I felt so good today that I went ahead and brought you some sweets,” she revealed an assortment of cupcakes on the platter.
Celestia was speechless, “Oh my, um, thank you, Luna… come here a moment, sit with me.”
Luna happily placed the cupcakes on the table, and approached her sister. When she had nuzzled closely to her, Celestia put her wing around Luna.
“You know that I love you, right?” Celestia asked.
Luna looked confused, “Of course, why would I not know?”
“No reason.”
Celestia held Luna close, constantly repeating through her head, nothing will go wrong nothing will go wrong nothing will go wrong nothing will go wrong-
“Tia?”
Celestia snapped back to reality.
“You’re holding me quite tightly, and I need to continue making preparations for my appearance at Nightmare Night next month,” Luna said.
Celestia felt sheepish, “So sorry, don’t worry about a thing.”
“Don’t worry?” Luna gave Celestia more confused looks.
“Nothing,” Celestia made a close save.
Luna left, leaving Celestia alone. Celestia didn’t like alone, not after a thousand years. She looked out on her balcony toward Ponyville, having the strangest feeling she had ever felt, like something was happening that would mess with her plans. She brushed off the feeling. It wasn’t like aliens had entered Equestria.
A/N: … well that was absolute chaos to write. Sorry if the first part was a little crazy, but I have yet to see a fanfic where the Brony’s family is ponified so I had almost no foundation to write on. I based them off of me and my family, with the names changed of course. And just to take initiative, Aaron does not become an alicorn… don’t ask. Once they have their pony names they will be referred to them as such. Favorite, like, or follow if you’d like. Till next update, Onwards and Upwards!
Have you ever had one of those days? You know the kind where you find yourself in Equestria and your family decided to tag along for the ride. You run into a manticore, and run for your life. Oh, and then you’re a blank flank along with them, and then your warning them about avoid a certain pony named Pinkie Pie, and then by some cruel… cruel fate, you are the one who runs into her.
Well… Aaron was having one of those days. And now he stood looking down toward Pinkie Pie. Under normal circumstances, Aaron would’ve joined Pinkie in a storm of craziness, but with the situation at hand, all energy had been depleted.
“Hi Mister, are you new here well of course you are because I’ve never seen you before what’s your name what's your favorite color who are the ponies with you what’s your favorite ice cream flavor?” She asked while hopping.
Aaron was shocked at being called “mister”, “Um, I’m only 16,”
“OH, I’m so sorry, it’s just that you’re so tall, anyway,” she looked at Aaron with big blue eyes awaiting the answers to her other questions.
“Oh, um, purple is my favorite, and I like chocolate chip, this is my family and my name is-,” Aaron stopped, he couldn’t say his real name, he’d mentioned it to his family but completely neglected to come up with pony names.
He began to sweat, but his mother’s voice came from behind him, “VIOLET!” she said quickly, “his name is Violet.”
Aaron gave a sigh of relief, and then had a realization. Violet was a GIRLS name!
Pinkie seemed somewhat oblivious to this fact, “OOOOHH, that’s an awesome name!”
Her face went completely blank, she slowly moved her head to the side, and got a sight of “Violet’s” flank. Then her eyes wandered to the rest of his family. She gasped.
“THIS IS TERRIBLE!” she disappeared in a flash of pink.
Aaron stared for a second, and then glanced at his family.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you-,” he was cut off by a cloak being thrown over him, “What the-,”
Pinkie had come back holding 3 cloaks that she threw over Aaron and his parents. This came to a great surprise to Aaron.
“I keep cloaks stored all over Ponyville, in case of adult blank flank emergencies,” she gave a smile.
Seriously, thought Aaron, ‘Pinkie Pie U R so randum’ is now an understatement.
Her smile faded, “So why are you all blank flanks?”
Aaron gave an annoyed sigh; he’d have to go with his parents’ plan, “We never earned them, never found our special talent, blah, blah, blah.”
His mom trotted up to Pinkie, “Excuse me, sweetie-,”
“No, I’m Pinkie,” she said with her normal goofiness.
“Pardon me?”
“Sweetie Belle is Rarity’s sister, and I’m not Rarity’s sister,” she shrugged like that was common knowledge, which it was.
Sarah stood there confused while Aaron chuckled; he saw what Pinkie had done there.
“I was just going to ask your name, but you seem to have answered my question,” she gave a sheepish smile.
“Well, I’m Pinkie Pie, what’s your name, huh? I have to say you look really pretty and young, ma’am. You’re all red
everywhere and your mane’s awesome!”
A spark lit Aaron’s mom’s eyes, “My name is Bella Roja (Bay-ya ROh-ha),”
Pinkie jumped up and down, “Are you from Mexicolt? Because that would be super-duper awesome!” Aaron saw the shocked look on his mom’s face, the puns were amusing.
“Por supuesto, hablas espanol, chica?” she asked.
“I have absolutely no idea,” Pinkie responded, “And what’s your name?”
She directed her attention to Matt.
It only took a second for him to come up with a fitting name, “True Blue,” he said.
“Well, of course it is you’re just so blue!” Pinkie seemed to have forgotten the fact that we were blank flanks.
“And what’s your name, wittle guy?” she was talking to Ike, who despite being 13, was exceptionally small. Aaron stifled a laugh.
He had been tapping a beat with his hooves, which he did when he was nervous… or happy… or bored… well, really any emotion. But when Pinkie treated him like a little kid, you could tell his anger levels grew.
Pinkie became mesmerized by the beat Ike was playing, “OH OH, that sounded awesome, your sooooo in rhythm!”
And then Ike had a flash of revelation!!!! Not really, just realization, “Pounding Beats, and thanks for the compliment.”
He glanced with a clever smile over to Aaron, who had a scowl on his face.
He’s mocking me… I know he is, Aaron thought as he narrowed his eyes. He would find a way out of the whole “Violet” thing.
Pinkie probably should’ve exploded form the excitement, but as usual, she did the 2nd most spontaneous thing. She hopped in the air and fireworks appeared around her as she cheered. Sarah, Matt, and Ike stood dumbfounded.
“That’s impossible…” mouthed Ike.
SCREW ALL THE LOGIC, SHE IS PINKIE PIE!, thought Aaron as he stood hypnotized by the fireworks. Then he remembered the next part of Pinkie’s welcome checklist, which made him become even giddier.
Pinkie landed with a bounce, took a deep breath. She was about to sing, but Aaron was overcome with a splitting headache and sudden weakness. He put his hooves to his head as he felt the world around him spin, and then he felt light-headed. He could hear his parent voices and even a gasp of shock from Pinkie, but it quickly faded out. The world had gone completely black, he passed out.
A/N: Oh dear merciful Luna... "Why did he pass out? That was a cheap way to end a chapter!!" Shut up sissies... You'll learn soon enough. And it will involve SCIENCE... and magic. And no, a machine was not used. I'll return every now and then to show Celestia's dilemma, but the stories will collide... and may the 3 alicorn princesses protect us when that happens.
