"Hey, Lighty! How ya doin' today!?" Pinkie greeted.
"I'm so conflicted right now, thank you! How's your day?" Light responded. Fluttershy was standing a bit closer to Light than usual. Pinkie ignored this for now.
"Still as great as ever!" Came the reply. About 5 seconds later... "And conflicted how?"
"I've been to Las Pegasus before. And a guy there is now asking me to turn over 42,000,000,000,000 bits in two weeks. Can we get our party going really soon? As in, earlier than planned?"
"Sure, we can definitely do that! But we should understand the thugs first, soooo.... informate me, please!"
The correct word is 'inform,' but meh.
"One's the strong silent type, a really big one. And likes to crack his neck. The other guys a creepy guy, acting all cold, and slimy, and gooey, and liquidized, and weird, like that movie where there were cannibal goblins who turned ponies into vegetables so they could eat them, despite the fact we're all vegetarians." Ah yes. That movie. Some sequel. THERE WEREN'T EVEN ANY TROLLS.
"You just gave me an idea!" Pinkie exclaimed.
...Is it me, or did she wait until -after- I finished thinking to say that? Now I don't know whether it was my description of the thugs or my mind reference to that Celestiawful film.
"Both." What? "Anyway, here's the idea... they want you to give them 42,000,000,000,000 bits, right?"
"Yyeeeaaaaah?"
"And you don't have that much?"
"Nnnoooooooo?"
"So... convince them!"
"Whaaaaaaa?"
"Come on, you're a party pony, you know how to me spontaneous! They seem like the unpleasant types, you need to get them to lighten up, and the only way we can do that is with a party, like you suggested, but! It'll be hard, unless we get them psyched up for it, so go hang around with them, make 'em laugh, and then they'll be so happy at the end of the party that they'll think you're okay, and you don't need to pay up!"
Ah huh... that's a good idea, actually... but we don't know how it'll work. I need a guarantee. How do I know you can deliver?
"It's seems fine... but how can I guarantee victory here?"
"Oh, it's quite simple, Lighty-Wighty..." Pinkie appeared next to him, and whispered in his ear, "Hold nothing back, and unleash your inner party pony." Did that give me chills? Never mind. LET'S PREPARE.
"So let it be said... so let it be done." He catchphrased. "I will begin preparations. By the way, what are you going as in the costume party?"
"It's a surprise." She simply said. Oh, yay.
"Ah huh. Well, we'll be going then. See ya, Pinks." Light and Fluttershy begin to walk off.
Suddenly, Briefcase-Pinkie Pie.
"IT'S DANGEROUS TO GO ALONE." She energetically reminded, holding a highly and somewhat irregularly decorated briefcase. "Take this with you." She offers it to Light.
"Err... what's in it?"
"Everything you need to put a smile on those thugs' faces!"
Light took the briefcase. He read some lettering on it, which was coloured deep red. "Why so serious? Sounds pleas-"
"Whoops!" Pinkie snatched the briefcase. Light couldn't really tell, but she seemed almost frantic. "Wrong one. Be right back!"
Light and Fluttershy stood there as she disappeared.
"U-um... what just happened?" Fluttershy asked.
"Not s-" Suddenly, Pinkie Pie.
"Here it is!" She offers him a briefcase nearly identical, only the lettering, now in rainbow lettering, read 'Make 'Em Laugh.'
"Thanks." Light said, taking the briefcase. "We'll be going now. Bye, Pinks."
"See ya, Lighty-Wighty!" My toleration for that name keeps increasing. Why?
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Light and Fluttershy arrive at the cottage. Light places the briefcase on the couch, next to his bag, and opens it. There was a bunch of costumes, accessories, and props in it. PERFECT.
With these weapons of mass laughter, I can begin a trolling spree on Rufus' thugs. Since Pinkie obviously meant stuff like that. I do need to be entertaining to them... but I can laugh at them at the same time.
However, when he looked over to Fluttershy, she was going up the stairs. Half-way, she stopped, though, to look back at Light with a sultry look in her eyes... Oh. Cuddling. Yay.
I still have to do one or the other... and I should think fast...
What do I do now... be trollerific, or get Flutter-cuddles?
I think you know the answer, ducks. Since you're obviously reading my thoughts.
FLUTTER-CUDDLES.
Light closed the briefcase, and went upstairs with Fluttershy to begin Flutter-cuddles(TM).
When they reached the bed, she hopped gracefully onto the bed, with a beckoning look to Light. He was just about to join her when...
*CLANG*
Light's eyes widened with surprise, and Fluttershy jumped out of the bed in fright. It sounded like it came outside. They both looked out the window, and at the ground, they saw the large thug standing at the ground, and the skinny thug half-way up a ladder they'd placed on the wall. They're watching me like THAT? I'm really creeped out, now. The thugs noticed they were spotted, and, after Skinny quickly descended from the ladder, both ran off, leaving the ladder.
So... I can't get Flutter-cuddles until I get rid of them? FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
"Of course you realise, this means WAR." Light growled, then ran downstairs, and opened the briefcase. He looked for the best revenge method. He found it in a matter of seconds.
"I'll be back in half an hour, Flutters!" He called.
"Be safe, Light." She managed to audibly call out.
Light smiled to himself at the innocence of Fluttershy, then walked out to begin his thug-trolling spree, dressed as the degenerate himself, Pony Wiseau. Lulz.
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Presumably short one today. This seemed like a good cliffhanger, and I needed to think up ideas for awkwardness, and being that creepy guy in the subway who looks at you funny, only in pony form.
Before I go, I'll just warn you to never to something I did on October 7th (The day this was updated).
Never listen to ChaoticMonki (A.K.A, Cry, the guy with the awesome voice) reading creepypastas and nosleeps. I did it during the day, and I'm still a bit freaked. The scariest one by far was when he read 'My Immortal.' Lulz.
Okay. Bye.
P.S: Yes, I referenced Troll 2. 'Nuff said.