Twilight Gets a Puppy
Season 2
By TDR
Kittypox,
Prologue
[Ponyville, three weeks after Discord's defeat]
“How'bout......tha three strikes!” Applebloom exclaimed.
“That makes us sound like we struck out.” Scootaloo points out, not really liking the name any way.
“Errrrrr..... The pin twins!” Applebloom suggested as another name for the group.
“There's more than two of us.”Sweetiebelle corrected with a frown. ”Also none of us even look remotely alike.”
“Ummm, well how bout , tha Bowling Dolls?” Applebloom offered.
“Yeah I'm gonna have to protest that one.” Spike chimed up. “I'm not into the old noir detective books enough to be comfortable with being called 'doll'.”
“But you thought the others were fine?” Scootaloo asked raising an eyebrow at Spike.
“No, not really, but you guys seemed to have it covered.” Spike shrugged shifting his bowling ball to his other claw.”Anyway, lets get your cutie marks, THEN decide on a new name for the group.”
“Right.. well then, lets bowl them over!” Applebloom offered getting flat looks and groans from the other three at the pun.
The fillies picked up their borrowed bowling balls and went inside the building.
[ One hour later]
Spike sat back in on the bench with a sigh holding the mug of coco he was given. A blanket had been draped over his shoulders and a group of Guards were looking at the remains of the bowling ally.
He was sticky, cold, and slightly sore, but the coco was good.
The Cutie mark Crusaders were all bundled under another blanket with their own mugs of coco looking rather ragged, stuck together, and soaked to the bone as they were all being questioned by the local Guards.
It had only been an hour. They hadn't even finished one full game and Spike might never get his ball back from that extra dimensional vortex.
“So let me get this straight.” Comet Trail sighed rubbing his temples with his hooves. He knew this post was going to be bad news and days like this proved it. The only thing that made the headache worth it was the plethora of mares in this town and the lack of other Nox-cal eating all the durains before him. Though with luck the newcomers to town would build something to give this place a more active nightlife. “You four came here to get cutie marks in bowling?”
“They did. I came along to practice for league night.” Spike offered. “ Twilight thinks we can take home the trophy for the Ponyville Librarians this season.”
Comet Trail raised a brow before he shrugged. “Yeah good luck with that Spike the Ponyville Brewers have taken it the last three years. And you'd also have to beat The Guards. We're the only real competition to the Brewers.”
“We beat you guys last year.” Spike smirked as another crash sounded from behind them as something collapsed inside the battered bowling ally.
“On a technicality, Shield Wall's hoof slipped over the line.”
“Rules are rules.” Spike grinned.
“Sir I don't mean to interrupt......” Another guard with the Major interrupted gesturing the the half flooded building that was some how still on fire.
“Right right.... well. I can understand the sprinklers coming on from a lobbed ball smashing one open.” Comet Trail glared at Scootaloo, who had the decency to look at least a little ashamed. “It's the rest of this I don't get. I mean seriously where did the sea otters come from?”
“Probably their mothers. “ Spike snarked getting a glare from the Major.” Kinda surprised you didn't ask about the tree sap, or the lost civilization in the pin retrieval area of lane five. Then there was said war started with the lost civilization in the pin retrieval area of lane five. Of course there was also the fire. And the snack bar running out of oat crisps. I'll take the blame for that last one.”
“He might want to know about the the bowling ball that wound up knocking down a tower in Canterlot.” Sweetiebelle added. “ I mean it knocked down stuff in town too, but that was a really big tower......”
“I thought he was gonna ask why all them ponies is purple.” Applebloom added.”Though we ain't had anything tah do with that.”
“I was certain he was going to ask about where the giant bowling ball filled with bees came from.” Scootaloo offered.” Because I kinda wanna know that myself.”
Comet Trail sighed as he looked at the small group, then back up at the remainder of the bowling ally with a sigh.
“Private Gum Shoe. Just fill out the incident report notes with, 'Cutiemark Crusade'. The insurance companies will take care of the rest.” Comet Trail rubbed his face.
“Umm sir shouldn't we get a little more information?” the white maned guard in full armor next to him asked. “ I didn't get an explanation for any of this except the oat crisp thing.”
“You're new here so I'll tell you this. If something happens involving the CMC or Pinkie Pie... you just don't ask. It's much better for your sanity.” the thestral grumbled, turning to walk away from the four. “And you lot go home, no more crusading today.”