Rainbow Dash flopped back onto her bed, a pillow over her face. Her voice muffled under the cotton. “I’m sorry, Scoots…”
She laid there for a minute, before listlessly pushing the pillow off her face. Curling up, pulling her tangled blanket over her sloppily, Rainbow Dash closed her eyes. A couple of tears slip down her face, to her shame, but she couldn't bring herself to wipe them from her cheeks.
For a few hours, she just laid there… and finally, due to sheer exhaustion, she slowly started to drift asleep...
I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie woorrrllddd
Rainbow Dash's eyes jolted and she looked down at her phone with a derranged face, while most of the actors and crew off-screen chuckled.
"Okay, really funny guys. Who changed my alarm?" Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes.
"Alright, let's try again!"
*Blep*
For a few hours, she just laid there… and finally, due to sheer exhaustion, she slowly started to drift asleep...
"WE'RE ON TOP OF THE WORLD!" Sunset Shimmer yelled, jumping out of nowhere.
"AHHH!" Rainbow Dash squealed, feeling her heart racing. "Okay, what the heck, Sunset!?"
Sunset laughed. "I'm sorry, it was too easy!"
"Okay, very funny Sunset, but could you please get off the set? We kinda need to shoot this scene," The director yelled off-screen.
"Oh, right, sorry!" Sunset giggled before walking away.
"Ugggghhhh..." Rainbow slammed her face into the pillow.
*Blep*
She slowly started to drift asleep... until a giant splash of icy cold water hit her body, making her jolt right out of bed.
"AGH! Okay, what was that for!?"
The crew just laughed out loud, leaving Rainbow Dash annoyed yet again.
"Okay, call me when you guys can do this seriously, I'm taking a hot shower," Rainbow Dash groaned, walking off set.
“Dragons? Monsters? Demons? It all seems impossible, but the footage has been studied and so far declared to be undoctored. So does this mean that the events here really did happen? That magic is real after all? We’ll have more on this story as it develops…”
The teenage girl who observed the footage frowned, irritated by the lack of concrete information. Her eyes were a hard shade of violet; piercing and intense in their gaze. Her light purple fingers flew over the keyboard as she did some quick searches on the internet…
“Twilight?”
She was too focused on the screen to even pay attention to the male voice calling for her.
"Twilight!"
She still didn't move.
"... Twilight, that's your cue, come on!"
Still nothing.
Shining Armor opened up her bedroom door and walked in, making Twilight yelp and spin around, trying desperately to cover the screen.
"Oh, Shining, hi! Um..." Twilight blushed.
Shining folded his arms with a smirk. "Were you looking at your email again?"
"N-No, I wasn't!"
Shining raised an eyebrow, looking right at the computer monitor. "Twilight, what are you looking at?"
"Nothing, it's nothing!"
"I hope it's nothing," Shining said suggestively.
"What!? You think I'm looking at... that!?"
Shining chuckled. "Twilight, look, if you want to look at that in your free time, fine, but we're shooting a movie right now, can we at least focus?"
"Ohhhh... okay," Twilight pouted.
Shining walked away, still chuckling. "Every time, I swear..."
Trixie walked outside her house, her mother then locking the door behind her. Turning ahead, she saw a car sitting there waiting for her. And she could figure out instantly who's car it was, from the music bleeding through.
Amethyst threw her head back and forth, listening to the high rock and roll, imitating playing a guitar in the process. Eventually the sound of a knock on the window got her attention and turned down the music. She opened up the door, and Trixie got in the shotgun seat.
Be the true, true, true original
Dare to be what you are meant to be
Working hard, that's our thing
All this way, we're perfect, perfectly true
"WHOOO!!!!!!!!!!!" Amethyst shouted at the top of her lungs.
"ROCK ON!!!" Trixie yelled, holding her fingers up in a punk sign, sticking her tongue out.
"Good morning, CHS!" Flash Sentry waved. "I am your host, Flash Sentry."
"And I am Octavia, filling in for Drama Letter. She'll be back today... wait, no she won't, I'm sorry," Octavia stammered.
She could hear some crew talking off set calling for a retake.
"Sorry, I'm not on my best today," Octavia apologized again.
*Blep*
"I am Octavia, filling in for Drama Letter. She'll be back tomorrow, don't any of you worry. Now Flash, what's on the agenda for today?"
"Well, it's certainly a handful, Octavia," Flash said, looking down at the papers in front of him. "Five years ago, half the population here on Earth just suddenly vanished and have been deceased, until about eight months ago when they--OKAY, hold up!" Flash stopped. He looked off-screen with a deadpan expression. "I haven't read much into the script, but I KNOW this didn't happen!"
And the only one giving any response was the joker who pranked Rainbow Dash on the first scene, cackling like a hyena.
"Sunset?"
"I'm sorry! I just wanted to see if you would notice!" Sunset laughed.
"Why are you even here, you're not even in this movie!" Flash questioned.
"I'm still a part of this world's story, aren't I? Besides, I wanted to see how this story would go," Sunset said.
"Ugh," Flash rolled his eyes. "Cut!"
"Hey guys, I'm gonna head down to lunch soon. Oh, do you have any cold beverages of Sup?"
"Hmm, I thought I did, they're all way in the back, hold on," Sunny Flare said as she walked right into her locker and closed the door behind her like it was a door.
Neon Lights just blanked and looked back at the camera with a confused expression. And just around the corner was Indigo Zap.
"Is she--"
"--Getting the Sup!"
"Oh, oh these take a long time, hold on," Indigo said before opening up the locker and walking right inside before closing it behind her.
Neon Lights was still left confused, until a few seconds later, Indigo came right out with a soda can.
"Okay, I found it! Cold ones were waaay in the back!"
Sunny Flare emerged as well. "How long has that jello been in there?
"A long time, I think we need to toss it," Indigo nodded.
After putting all her belongings away, Sunny Flare pulled out her phone, flipping it around. She pressed the record button and focused the lenses so she was in the center.
"Dear Crazy Future Sunny Flare." She flipped the phone to face her locker. "This is your locker. This is where, what?" She stopped for a second. "Oh, I'm not supposed to, ohhh. My bad! Let me try again."
*Blep*
"Dear Future Sunny Flare." She flipped the phone to face her locker. "This is your locker." Then back to her face. "It's where you used to keep your belongings when you were in class. If anyone tried to break into it, it would probably be either a friend who left something of hers to you..."
And it was that moment that a student walking by decided to stop and make silly expressions as she was recording.
"... Neon, I can see you right there," Sunny said, failing to suppress a grin. "Ugh, let me try again."
*Blep*
Sunny Flare stared blankly into the camera. She was trying really hard not to smile, but her lips kept curling and uncurling, trying desperately not to snicker or giggle. Just thinking about the screwup earlier was making it hard.
"... can I just have a break please, I can't do this," Sunny shook her head.
"... and here's the cafeteria, this is where you and a majority of our students like to eat. Of course, the option to eat off of school grounds is permitted if you..." Principal Luna continued. She stopped as soon as she turned her head to the right. Vinyl, Bon Bon, and Flash were huddled close, quaking in fear. But with the positions they were standing in, it was like they were surfing together.
Still maintaining a straight face, she kept talking. "And here I like to introduce our picnic table surfing team. Wait? That's not my line? ... Oh my bad, let's try again!"
Vinyl quivered. "We happen to be up here because there's a snek! ... Wait, snek? What?" Vinyl snickered. "Sorry, don't know where that came from. Let me try again!"
"Okay, and three, two, one... action!"
"We happen to be up here because there's a snek-snake! Snake! Snake dang it!"
Bon Bon and Flash chuckled, shaking their heads.
"Come on, let's do this again! And three, two, one... action!"
"We happen to be up here because there's a snake--" Vinyl finally said, until Bon Bon and Flash started laughing. "Oh come on!"
"Come on girls! That's the third take!"
"Pinkie Pie may have an idea. You see, I've taken a look at the roster for those trying out for the games, only seven students have made it in. The rules require twelve students for each team. And seeing as how you five aren't doing anything else with your time..."
"Aw, come on, really? If we enter the games, the crowds are going to throw arrows at us!" Rainbow complained.
"Or pies," Rarity quivered.
"Or demand that we kiss!" Pinkie said.
Everyone went silent for a moment.
"... What have you been smokin'?" Applejack deadpanned.
"Um..."
"This is just the foyer, the rest of this house doesn't look like royalty. And that's perfectly fine with me," Amethyst hummed."Hey Dad! I'm home!"
"Hey sweetheart, be there in a second!" Her father shouted from the other room.
A clattering thud echoed from the other room, accompanied by a grunt. Amethyst cringed at the sound.
"Dad? You okay?"
"Yep, just fine! Igor, let go of my leg!"
Trixie and Amethyst's faces scrunched up.
"What?"
*Blep*
"Dad, you okay?"
"Heeeyyy! You two should kiss!"
Trixie couldn't help but snicker.
*Blep*
"Dad, you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm great, now that I know the writers can't find a way to bring us into a script without giving us pain!"
"Twilight Sparkle, please come to the principal's office, Twilight Sparkle, please come to the principal's office, thank you," was said over the PA system. "And whoever took the L from the Motor Pool sign, ha, ha, we are all soo amused. And where are my pants?"
Everyone just looked up at the PA system with confused faces.
"Also I like to say bravo to Cloudsdale, I applaud them for their stupidity!" The announcer said, clapping her hands. "Seriously, though have a good day."
And the PA shut off.
"But actually, one more thing--"
Actually no, it never did.
"Why don't I get a part in this movie? This is my only role? No character development? No backstory!? This is what I've been reduced to!?"
Everyone was now covering their ears.
"Oh I'm speaking to the director about this. Oh one last note; Let's do the time warp!"
“You competed in the games did you—“ The woman stopped. She looked up, seeing the only source of light shine down on her. “Oh good heavens, I’m sorry, Shining could you please turn on the light switch, I keep forgetting to turn them all on.”
Shining flipped the switch, but the light didn't flip on. He kept switching it up and down, but still nothing. Twilight just giggled.
"Come on guys, you really need to make sure the power works on everything, come on!" Shining said, still trying to flip the switch.
Still nothing.
"Come on!!!"
Nothing.
"Guess I am going to have to file a complaint later."
Rarity, reluctant, stepped over to the soccer balls from before, lined up again facing the goal. Tentatively, she gave a kick to the first one... way too softly, rolling it only a few feet down the pitch.
Awkward silence blanked on the field.
"You gotta be kidding me." Fluttershy said, unamused.
Rarity, embarrassed, kicked the next one. She did deliver more force, kicking it much farther, but was too far off the goalpost.
"Keep trying, Rarity!"
Now scowling, Rarity kicked the next one - hard. It flew through the air... and bounced off the side of the goal, spinning away.
"Ooh! So close!"
Rarity, by now puffing and fuming with barely-suppressed rage, rounded on the very last ball in the lineup.
She snarled, before shouting in full rage mode. "WRETCHED INFERNAL BALL!! TAKE THIS!!"
WHAM!
The soccer ball was hit hard... and it shattered some glass off set that made Rarity cup her mouth.
"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry!" Rarity gasped. "Are you all alright!?"
*blep*
"WRETCHED INFERNAL BALL!! TAKE THIS!!"
WHAM!
"AGH!"
And the camera man fell off from where he stood onto the ground, dropping the camera with him.
"Sorry!"
*blep*
"WRETCHED INFERNAL BALL!! TAKE THIS!!"
WHAM!
She kicked the ball again and it went bouncing all over the place until it went back and smacked her in the face, knocking her down, making her yell.
"Ahhhh! My nose! Somebody!!! I need a mediiiiiiiicc!!!!"
Twilight glanced down at the tracker, watching it continue to beep, creating more noise than ever.
"Hey!"
She hunched up and quickly looked back. The Rainbooms had spotted her.
"What are you doing?"
Without any other plan, she instantly started to run for it.
"Hey, stop!"
Twilight was about to run but unfortunately tripped and fell on the ground. "Oof!"
"Oh my gosh, are you okay?"
Twilight giggled and rolled over, giving the Rainbooms a thumbs up. "I'm okay!"
"Oh, Trixie, have you heard back from Adagio or her sisters yet?"
"Mmm? Oh yes, I did. Though it was a little odd," Trixie said with some worry.
"Why's that?" Amethyst asked. "... her job doesn't require doing something illegal, does it?"
Trixie's face expressed massive disturbance. "Nooo... what do you think she's doing?"
"I dunno. Playing violent criminals in the streets like Road Rage 5," Amethyst shrugged.
"... you have a lot of free time on your hands, I swear."
*blep*
"Oh, Trixie, have you heard back from Adagio or her sisters yet?"
"Mmm? Oh yes, I did. Though it was a little odd," Trixie said with some worry.
"Why's that?" Amethyst asked. "... her job doesn't require doing something illegal, does it?"
Trixie's face expressed massive disturbance. "Nooo... what do you think she's doing?"
"Well apparently the studio she and her sisters are interning for, apparently there have been a lot of weird things going on set. Mostly seems like accidents," Trixie nodded.
"Accidents?"
"I'm just repeating what she told me. Stuff like scaffoldings' collapsing, prop malfunctions, people streaking around the studio sets, falling asleep, screwing up their lines... wearing toast in their pants..." Trixie explained, bouncing around from thought to thought.
"Look, it's hard to explain, please, just get over here, now!" Trixie cried.
"Trixie, come on, what's so wrong? What is the problem?"
Trixie paused for a long period of time. "Promise you won't laugh?"
"I promise."
Trixie waited a moment or two, until she finally spoke.
"There is an alligator in my bedroom. I successfully crushed it with a chair."
"... Well where did it come from?"
"I don't know. But regardless, it has been crushed. Now I need to bury the body. Get me some trash bags, a shovel, and lots of soap, made quite a mess."
Lemon Zest rocked her head as she listened to the sounds of heavy metal, grinning and raising her fingers up like a punk.
"Rock on! WHOO!!!" Lemon cheered. She lifted an earphone up with a happy grin on her face. "Twilight, dude! You gotta hear this!"
Without warning, Twilight's ears were filled with... nothing.
"Um, Lemon you forgot to turn on the headset," Twilight sheepishly said.
"Oh, shoot. My bad," Lemon shouted above her head. "My fault guys!"
"Cut! Alright Twilight, let's try that again."
Twilight giggled as she stood back up, ready to try again.
"So, um... h-how are you? You enjoying the party?" Rainbow asked awkwardly.
"I was. Until you two showed up," Cherry snarked.
Nervous silence. Rainbow and Rarity exchange a very quick glance between them - the former wanting to just go. But Rarity, recalling her earlier speech about trying, still tried to give it her all.
"I'm... sorry to hear that, dear." She swallowed, searching for the words. "Cherry, please, I know that we've had - our share of problems - and that you don't want anything to do with us--"
"Yeah. I don't," Cherry deadpanned, glancing flatly down at the cup in her hand.
Rarity winced, but tried to press on. "But, please, please know that I am sorry. For whatever I, or the others, may have done to you. I don't want to be that person anymore. I want to change, I really do." She sighs, and smiles tentatively. "So please, darling, whatever might have been in the past, can we start over again?"
There was a pause. Until--
"Hold!"
Too late. Cherry had doused her cup into Rarity's face and the two of them were in awkward silence.
"... he said hold, didn't he?"
"Yes, he did," Rarity nodded.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry," Cherry cupped her mouth, making Rainbow Dash chuckle a bit. "Can we get some towelettes please? Anyone?"
Principal Cinch stepped off stage, allowing Principal Luna to come back and speak. "Thank you, Principal Cinch. And our first musician to start us off is an old face who has returned back to our school. She's well known around here for her dancing..." The microphone stopped working. Luna tapped it a few times, but it wouldn't work. She adjusted the switch to turn it on and off and it still didn't work."It don't work! I'm waggling the waggle stick and it don't work!"
Aria only scowled some more. "Oh you laugh now, but that's not funny." She stomped towards the phone and picked it up, bringing her face uncomfortably close with rage. "When you're the person who has to listen to this, it's not funny."
Rarity even giggled. "Yes, that is bad... but, maybe if we can, can we get back to what we were--"
"Oh, and look at this!" Aria flipped the camera around towards the table, and the next thing that came on screen made all of the Rainbooms shiver and cringe.
"What in the world is that!?" Rainbow cringed, cupping her mouth.
"Is that mold!?" Pinkie shrieked.
"Oh, it, oh gosh... I am never going to get a hotel room now," Fluttershy said, her face turning a soft shade of green.
"Oh well how about this!?"
Aria flipped the camera down on the floor which was in disgusting shades of color that didn't look natural at all. And then she showed the bathroom interior, and the ceiling above the shower... had no ceiling tiles.
"Oh my god..."
"Okay, hotels, you shouldn't let a customer go into a hotel if you don't have a ceiling!" Rarity snapped.
"Oh that's not the worst of it... I started looking around, because Sonata said... look over here," She flipped the phone around to the desk. And even though it was small, they could distinguish tiny little bugs scittering on the table. "And they're in the fridge. ... with dead roaches."
All of the Rainbooms were now cringing in horror, until Aria showed something else on the floor...
"... And with that image, I am not having lunch. Thank you so much!"
"Sooo... what do you girls do?" Applejack asked. "I-In yer freetime, I mean."
Sugarcoat blinked before speaking. "I help work on the school's newspaper. I'm in charge of the writing committee and making sure whatever information we say is the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. ... Also as long as we're telling the truth and all, I should really just learn my lines."
A few of the background staff chuckled a bit.
"I suppose so," Applejack nodded. "Good try, though!"
"Rara?"
Rara smiled. "Hi! I've been looking all over for you!" The former pop star came up by her, smiling, a little out-of-breath.
"How did ya..."
Rara held a hand up. "I... I think... oh no, I forgot my line, lemme try again."
*blep*
"How did ya..."
"I remembered one of your old letters. Back road by the creek. You liked the flowers in the winter, wait, what? No, not winter, spring, spring, dang it!
*blep*
"I remembered one of your old letters. Back road by the creek .You liked the flowers on the trees in spring, thought I'd check there," Rara answered, panting heavily. She held a hand up. "I... I'm really out of shape here, just give me a second."
AJ and some of the crew off-set snickered.
"You okay?"
"No, no, I'm okay, I think we can still keep going," Rara answered.
“Something got you down?” Amethyst asked. She moved herself over and sat herself down next to her friend.
“Not really. Apparently Adagio called me last night.”
“Really? What for?”
“Well…”
Trixie’s finger tapped the message button, playing back what she had heard.
First New Message.
“Trickstaaaa!” Hollered a slurring Adagio. “It’s your old buddy, Admiral Dazzlepants! Why didn’t you pick up the phone, it’s only 3 AM! Oh! Right! My bad."
Trixie looked up at Amethyst with a deadpan expression. “Trust me, it only gets worse.” She pressed another button and set her phone down, allowing all the messages to play.
Next Message.
"Hey, hey, heeeeeyy.... Trixie you may not know this, buuuuut... I think that lobster across the street wants to take me on a date!"
Next Message.
"Sooo um, funny story... there's a dead body in this motel room... okay, so it's not really funny. But, it's a story!"
Next Message.
Cause rainbows won't light up the sky unless you let it rain
And candles just won't glow until they burnnnn!
No you can't give up your laughter cause you're scared of a little pain
It's a lesson that my village never learned!
Next Message.
"Hey! What did I tell you!? Yelling up to someone all the way up in their room only works if you're holding a boombox playing Peter Gabriel songs over your head!"
"This competition is one I'm sure you're all familiar with, the second-to-last event before the final event for the day. And so without further ado, let us begin the spelling bee!"
The entire crowd of students applauded. But suddenly, Bon Bon with a look of over the top rage, jumped on her feet and started yelling at them.
"SHUT UP! Shut your freaking mouth! You think this is an award's ceremony, you think you can holler and hoot whenever you want!? Baba-freaking-whooey! We respect our alalalaaa!" Bon Bon messed up, sitting back down. "Let's do it again!"
"It's payback time, Rarity," Cherry snarled, no longer looking happy.
"W-What are you doing? Unhand me, please!" Rarity said, trying to get herself free from Cherry's grasp.
"Ohohoho, no. You're not going anywhere. You['re not getting off the hook that easy." Months of torment and rage were seething through her breath as she held her down. "Do you honestly think I would just forgive you like that!?" Cherry said, holding her against the wall. "You and your so called 'friends' are nothing but the biggest bullies in this city. Oh, well now it's time you see how it feels when you're the one who suffers!"
Rarity gulped. "W-What do you mean..."
"I... aw crap, I'm sorry," Cherry laughed, shaking her head. "I forgot!"
Now Rarity was laughing. "Quite anti-climatic, isn't it?"
"Yes, very much so," Cherry chuckled.
"Cherry, tell us the truth. What did you actually do?" Flash asked, insistently.
Cherry's brows furled and she groaned louder than before. And without thinking, she blurted out the truth. "Okay, I shaved her head, and I am proud of it! I'm also the one who steals the Nutter Butters out of the vending machine, I'm the one who streaking in Crystal Prep Academy, and I like wearing men's clothing!"
"... What?" Teddy asked, while the rest of his friends were snickering.
"I improvised," Cherry giggled. "Can I try again?"
"I knew she wanted back but... I didn't think she would actually do it," Flash said, trying to process this new information.
A soft hand patted his shoulder. Looking up, Flash saw Sweet Leaf offering a small heart-warming smile.
"So... what do we do now?" Brawly asked. "It's not like we can just ignore this."
"I don't know. I... I don't know." Flash's head raised. "I want to tell the principals, but... I don't know. But I know what I can do."
Just as he was reaching for his phone, they could hear loud people talking in the background. With accompaniment of hammers being bashed against nails.
"Uh, guys? We're shooting a scene here! Can we just save that for later, someone take a break?" Flash asked. "Please?" No reply. "Geez, someone's not getting paid enough."
"Why didn't you show us this stuff sooner? This is awesome!" Lemon Zest grinned.
"... I only met you a few days ago?" Rarity asked.
"Ohhhhh... yeahhhh," Lemon remembered, thinking about it. "But still, I think this can work with a little idea I got in mind... wear this," she tossed the punk vest onto a dresser. "And this." Two studded bracelets followed. And a pair of studded boots.
"Lemon, I don't think--"
And soon a pair of clown shoes flew out of the closet which landed on the floor making a honk sound.
"Okay, I really don't--"
And out of nowhere, a rubber ducky came flying out and bounced on Rarity's nose, making a cute little squeak sound.
"Lemon, could you please--"
And a mermaid costume was tossed to the floor.
"Will you stop throwing things out of my closet!?"
"This is how I look for things, Rarity!" Lemon said, deep within the closet.
"Can't you--she's not going to stop, is she?" Rarity shook her head.
"No, no she's not," Sunny shook her head.
"We're going to be here all day, aren't we? Someone get my agent, I need better schedule management," Rarity scrunched her eyes.
Vinyl stood outside in the school's courtyard, preparing for her scene. A few green-screen pieces were set up around her, as well as a few lights as well. She stood all gussied up in her classy penguin suit, and moved around a bit, stretching as well.
"Okay, we got this..."
"RAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!!" Vinyl yelled at the top of her lungs as if her entire body was engulfed in lightning. "RAAAAHHHH!!!!! ... CANADA!!!!!!"
Looking at a random piece of equipment for practice, she curled up her face into the most over the top and evil expression she could muster.
"No, no, no, nooooo YOU WILL DIE!" And just for fun, she threw her arms out into the air as if she was throwing lightning bolts at whatever it is she was shooting. "UNLIMITED POWERRRR!!!!"
And she immediately stopped when she heard someone off-set cracking up.
"Oh, oh! Uhhh..." Vinyl blushed harshly, rubbing the back of her head. "Um... how long have you been standing there?"
"Oh for a while, great practice by the way!" A producer called. "Really getting into it!"
Vinyl giggled. "Sorry. Waiting for everyone else cause, well... I'm already ready."
"Professional!"
"Yes indeed, I am a professional," Vinyl said, straightforwardly, adjusting her suit.
For Queen Aquadon's very small cameo, they had an actor slowly walk in a rubber suit onto some miniature models prepped on set for the scene. Though they didn't account for it being really hot inside the suit and hard to see out of. And the actor one step forward, and sadly tripped straight down on the model of the Triathlon tournament.
"Hold!" The director yelled. "Someone give Roy a hand!"
"Oh my god, all of those students are dead!" Trixie yelled dramatically off-set. "The Queen cannot handle the power and has collapsed on all those students in the bleachers! We're doomed!!!"
"It has two different spoons--never mind, start over please," Indigo stopped. "There's, there's no spoons."
*Blep*
"It has two cork-screws, a toothpick, four blades, four gun sites--gun sites?" Indigo realized.
Rainbow Dash snickered.
*Blep*
"It has two cork-screws, a toothpick, one tiny scissors, 4 blades... this pocket-knife could scare an intruder and give him a pedicure," Indigo said with a straight face.
Rainbow Dash was trying her hardest not to grin or snicker, but she was failing badly. A soft snicker escaped before she started flat out laughing.
"Dang it, Rainbow!" Indigo laughed. "You're supposed to be professional!"
"I'm sorry," Rainbow chuckled, leaning on the counter. "Ohhh, I'm so sorry..."
"Can we take a break, I need a soda," Indigo said, spinning in a circle.
Lyra squinted her eyes as she got ready for the jump across the building. She backed up her feet, getting ready to make that dash. One foot up after the other, and she began to run... and then tripped and fell on her body.
"OOF!"
"Alright, let's go again!"
*Blep*
Lyra began to run again, and she jumped into the air, screaming like a maniac. This was it, this was her jump... except she was only halfway across the ledge when she made the jump and went straight down.
"Alright, come on, let's try this again, we're losing atmosphere here!" The director yelled.
*blep*
Lyra jumped again, still screaming like before. This time she was actually much closer to the building... and her body slammed right against the wall of the three-story building, and fell down.
"Alright, come on, someone get the medic."
"Owww..." Lyra whimpered.
"You know... I don't think you know what's real Twilight," Trixie sneered. She snapped her fingers--
"I bless the rains down in Affffricaaaaaa!" Amethyst screamed off-set.
Twilight and Trixie turned their heads at the camera with some deranged faces, but some snickers escaped.
"What?" Trixie asked.
"What was that?" Twilight giggled.
"I... I don't even know," Trixie shook her head, failing to supress a smile. "Let's, let's try again."
"Cut!"
As the crew were preparing Midnight Sparkle's equipment to be hanging in the air, Twilight had her entire body sprawled in a position to act as if she was floating in the cold void of space. She made over the top faces as they moved her from the harness and equipment and continued to make more silly faces as she did so.
"Okay, we just need to move her over there..."
"Oh that's funny," one of the crew members said, seeing Twilight acting silly.
And just for fun she straightened her body and did a superman pose, shooting one arm into the air.
"Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No! It's.. Techno-Queen!" Twilight joked.
Later
"Okay, Twilight, so right now, you've become Midnight Sparkle. Before we shoot the next scene, we just need to see if you're able to move around in the costume," the director called.
Twilight tried shuffling her arms and legs around, but she had varying degrees of little success.
"This, this costume's a bit tight guys... I don't think you got my measurements," Twilight grunted, trying to move her shoulder around.
"Ugh, sorry, the costume designer was sick, we had the intern take over," the director replied.
And it didn't help that Twilight was dangling in the air thanks to some cranes and pully equipment.
"Yeah, I don't think this--" Twilight heard a cable snap. "... Oh no."
And Twilight dropped right to the floor with the cables snapping off her body. Luckily she was not hurt and had a mat to safely fall on.
"Ow."
"Ugh, come on! We gotta fix this! Let's take five guys."
"I'm okay!" Twilight raised a thumbs up.
Midnight stared down her brother with a pained but also evil look of terror.
"You... should have gone... for the heeeaaaadd..." Twilight slurred, sounding like she was about to just die on the spot while raising a hand up to snap her fingers. Shining couldn't keep it up, and he shook his head, snickering. "Oh come on, really?"
"You know that's not in the script, right?" Shining chuckled.
"I know, but I thought it called for it," Twilight pouted.
In another small model of miniatures, they showed a private jet model flying straight down on the island that had been written in the flashback sequence. But the ones controlling the model lost all control and the model went completely off-course.
"Control tower to Seeker 84, you are clear for landing, annnnndd.... you just crashed right into a hospital, good!" Adagio said.
“Ari… you know you wanted her back,” Sonata sing-songed.
“Don’t. Start. With me.”
“Come on…”
“… Dang it, I’m not cold,” she gave up and joined in the family group hug, finally welcoming her back home. “But the next time you get a STUPID IDEA LIKE THIS... I’mma slap you up the side of your head, you understand me, cowboy!?!?!”
Adagio looked at her for a second, and she was trying her hardest not to smile, but she was failing badly, and made Aria laugh.
"Dang it, Adagio, come on!"
"I'm sorry, you turned into a cowgirl right there," Adagio giggled.
In one of the last scenes being shot for the movie, the three Dazzlings sat on a bench, watching the sun rise up in the distance. But the crew was still prepping for filming, so that meant they have a bit of time to kill.
"So... let me understand this correctly," Aria asked. "Just looking at the script for the next movie, the director wants us to meet the original versions of our characters?"
"Apparently. I must admit, I think execution will be tricky, but... I think it could be fun," Adagio shrugged, nodding. "Some interesting ideas, maybe some fun action here and there, plenty of character development could grow from this... This could be fun."
"I hope so, Dagi! This sounds really fun!" Sonata squeaked.
"But what about this other detail here, I... I don't know, I'm not sure that's a good idea," Aria asked, pointing at a small spot in the script.
"Well, it's a tricky one for sure, but I'm sure they'll find a way to make it work and not screw it up. I mean they haven't screwed so bad here, have they?"
"That's up for critics to decide, Adagio," Aria said, looking away, rolling her eyes.
"Look, let's just wait and see," Adagio replied. Turning her back around, her eyes widened. "Oh! Um, someone left the camera on."
Aria and Sonata turned their heads back at the camera which was showing the recording light.
"Well... what do we say?" Aria asked.
"Oh I know!" Sonata raised her hand. "First off, hi everyone! We're finally back, I know, it's been a while. But we're back in the main story again, we'll have to show you guys what happened on our journey when this story happened. Don't know when that will be, but we're gonna show you guys! And yeah, we got a new story idea! We've got a new movie coming! Whoo-hoo! So uh... yeah! Thanks for watching everyone, we'll see you in the next story!"
Awkward silence followed.
"Someone please turn off the camera."
End Tape