//------------------------------// // Enemies are Magic: Part 2 // Story: My Little Pony: Enemies are Magic (Season 1) // by Sunnysunny77 //------------------------------// Twilight watched as the smoke from Canterlot slowly faded away as the carriage began to fly towards what was known as Ponyville, and grumbled like a teenager being grounded from a certain thing they enjoy. The red, bright sky glowed down on her and Spike as they sat in silence. "So, um.. what are you gonna do when we arrive, Twi?" Asked Spike, trying to spark up a conversation the best he could. "Smoke a cigarette. Not like i give a shit about what Celestia wants me to do anyway." Answered Twilight, looking down upon Spike. "Errr, um, okay.. uh, Celestia-- she wants you to, um.. be a better pony, right? Maybe you should listen to her this time. I know you hate her guts and everything, but I do think she's doing her best to look after you." Said Spike, trying to force a smile. "Spike, I am not listening to an entitled bratty Princess who can't even stand up to her own kingdom. She's weak. If she really wants me to listen to her, then she'll have to stop being a pussy and act like an actual Princess." Replied Twilight, her voice growing slightly louder. "I.. okay." Spike immediately gave up on trying to convince her. He didn't want her to start freaking out on him like in that one time they decided to play Monopony together. So he just stared down at his lap and awaited for them to arrive. ♡♡♡♡♡♡ By the time they had arrived, Twilight threw Spike onto her back once more, and told the stallions flying them a sincere "Fuck you", before they flew off back to where they needed to be. Twilight looked around the town, and saw that.. well, it didn't look completely different from Canterlot. Red, blazing skies of blood were cast above the town, and black clouds occasionally passed by. The grass was dead, and hard to walk on without feeling some pain. I guess that was why every few seconds a pony grunted in pain. There were no dead creatures laying on different parts of the village, but that was because somepony was carrying them all in a cart. Prominent rancid smells of animal corpses fled towards Twilight in an attempt to grab her, but she rolled her eyes, and walked off while swishing it away with her tail. Sheesh, this place could be Shadow the Hedgehogs dream land and no one would know. Maybe that's why this story is so damn edgy. Spike spoke up; "Um.. Twi, where are we going?" "We're about to steal someponys house, what else would we be doing?" Twilight replied while still looking foward, she had a lot of experience with crime, so this would probably be easy. "Oh, right, uh.. maybe you should go talk to somepony, you know what happened last time you didn't follow Celestias orders." "Yeah, she threw a tantrum and gave several ponies within her radius fatal diseases. Does it look like I give a shit about anyponys well being though?" Twilight asked in response. "N.. No, it doesn't, sorry.." Spike apologized, looking away from her glowing eyes of deep red. "No need to apologize, the only time you'll need to be sorry is if you say I should stop gambling again." Said Twilight. ♡♡♡♡♡♡ It was around the time that they committed tax fraud that they had run into a certain pony. They walked peacefully, knowing full well what they just did. They had also robbed a random mare of her money and currently were trying to hide from her, but that's beside the point. Twilight stopped suddenly, raising an eyebrow tiredly at whatever was in front of her. Spike looked up, "Why-- why'd you stop, Twi--" "The pony walking towards us doesn't have any pupils." Spike, confused at her weird statement, looked to where she was looking. And surely enough, there was a pony without any pupils whatsoever walking toward them. It was a mare with darkish, light pink fur. Her hair was a hottish pink, and was about as dark as her coat was as well. She didn't seem to have any readable emotion on her face, but what was really noticeable was her eyes. They were a light blue, but her pupils were not there. It was actually really fucking creepy to witness in person-- well, pony. Spike legit hid behind Twilight upon looking at her eyes, while Twilight only stood and kept staring like a creep. The pony stopped, and stood with her mouth slightly parted. "Uhh.. hey, Pink Panther-- mind telling me why you don't have any pupils?" Asked Twilight. The pony only stood for a few seconds, not uttering a word, before going in the other direction and trotting off. Well damn, that was rude. Not like Twilight basically just insulted her eyes or some shit. Twilight watched as she left off and disappeared into elsewhere, and then said; "Well, I know who i'm ransacking later.." Spike then let out a blast of fire, contorting his head the other way so he wouldn't burn his literal pony mother to a crisp. When he finished, he grabbed the letter as Twilight sighed harshly in response to him clearing his throat. "Dear Twilight," "Alright, so now that I heard news of you committing 3 crimes in total already in the span of you being there for about like 20 minutes, I'm going to lay out some stuff for you to do! So first your going to go to this pear place or whatever called sour appl sweet app Sour Pear Acres and see if their shit is good or not like your Gordon Ramsay on Kitchen Nightmares." "And then your gonna see if this fucker with the vocabulary of a 15th century pony called Rainbow Dash is beating clouds senseless for no reason like I asked her to. Then you'll see that fucking thing this bitch called Rarity who will be praying on my downfall making the decorations or some shit." "Then you'll be seeing this other shit-fuck named Fluttershy who is so fucking annoying, I swear to god or any god above, I will fucking kill that bitch if she says she's awesome one more time. And then yeah, you can just do your own shit after cause I honestly don't care if you show up or not. And don't ransack anypony or your next on the chopping block. Anyway, la la la, your doing great, bye." "Your teacher and rightful god, Celestia." Twilight sighed once more, like a teenager dealing with their mom; "Alright, I guess we won't be ransacking anypony.."