//------------------------------// // Chapter 3: Bananas // Story: Pinkie Teaches Physics and Stuff Happens // by Yuki Harima //------------------------------// //----------------------------- // Story: Pinkie Pie teaches physics and stuff happens // Chapter 3: Bananas //----------------------------- Last time on PPTP&SH: They could now see that, in fact, the thing Scootaloo ran into was the stairs of the school... Which were now floating in midair along with it. “OH COME ON!” Sweetie Belle shouts, “How is that even possible?” “Uh…guys...” Applebloom pokes Scootaloo, “Y’all might wanna check this out.” “It can’t get any worse than a flying scho…” Scootaloo stops speaking as the words are torn from her mouth, slackening her jaw. Sweetie Belle turns around as well and inadvertently performs Scootaloo’s gesture. They can see before them that the entire town is floating. Buildings are no longer attached to the ground, the carts at the market district are floating as well, and there is some food that was once at rest, floating through the air. Close by, there's a pony walking on the school, another one walking upside down into the school... On. The. Sky. Sweetie Belle exclaims, “Oh look at that pony over there on the wall! He’s giving the upside-down-floaty one a brohoof! Hehehe..." Her voice cracks as her eye twitches. As the Cutie Mark Crusaders stare at the scene in front of them, their minds slowly begin to break due to the sheer amount of illogical data they were receiving visually. Apparently Pinkie Pie was telling the truth yesterday. “Hey there girls, why the long faces?” Pinkie Pie giggles. They get shaken out of their daze at the sound of Pinkie's voice; they look in the direction of the sound and see her. Walking towards them with a big grin plastered on her face. *snap* There was something off about that mare today and it just sent chills through the spines of the little fillies: was it that malicious grin? Maybe her pose? Or the fact that she was walking SIDEWAYS! Nopony knows, but one thing’s for certain, it was down right terrifying. Their young frail minds can’t handle it, can’t take it anymore. So they break, and go bananas. Screaming and running as fast as their little hooves could get them, they try to find a safe place that adheres to commonly accepted laws, a place that still looks normal and, more importantly, was far, far away from that damn mare. High in the sky, a certain blue pegasus recognizes some fillies on the ground, screaming hysterically and running wildly, flailing everywhere. “Hey…what’s with all the screaming and yelling?” Rainbow Dash asks. At the sound of Rainbow’s voice, Scootaloo slides to a stop and turns around to see her idol swimming through the air right in front of them. The other two fillies stop as well and head to where their friend is standing. “Oh boy am I glad to see you!” Scootaloo says cheerfully; however she notices something weird with the way Rainbow Dash is flying. “umm…Rainbow Dash, why are you swimming in the air instead of flying?” “Swimming?” Rainbow Dash says, confused by the statement, “I’m not swimming. I’m cleaning the air.” “Huh?” All three of them said in unison. “Yea. Pegasus wings are great at maid work.” Rainbow Dash proudly states, “We use our wings to clean the air and to cool down other ponies...why else would Celestia and Luna have pegasi guards around them” “NOOOOOO!” Scootaloo exclaims at the world shattering news she just received. “Oh sweet Celestia, whyy?” Rainbow Dash ignores her and continues, “And I want to be a part of the Wonderbolts because they are the super maids of Equestria…” “It’s all ruined! RUINED I TELL YOU, everything’s just.. why me, why her, why them” are Scootaloo’s last words before taking the fetal position, her voice now reduced to incomprehesive mumblings. Scootaloo couldn’t believe what she was hearing. The mighty Rainbow Dash. The great Rainbow Dash. Her idol wants to be a super maid; something that isn’t really cool, at all. She’s disappointed by the notion that her wings are just over sized brooms, meant for sweeping clean the air. “…And Soarin’ is the best out of all of them! I just want to be like him!” The other two fillies are laughing at their friend’s expense, at Rainbow Dash’s continued explanation about ‘what pegasi are good for.’ Scootaloo gets out of her dazed stupor and ask her idol. “Well then…how can Pegasus fly, if our wings or used for…cleaning?” Scootaloo spat out that last word like it was disease. “Oh that is easy. We swim like this.” Rainbow Dash starts to do swimming techniques in the air like the breaststroke, freestyle, and even the backstroke. Scootaloo still can’t believe what she is seeing. “Well how do you float like that since I can’t even get off the ground?” Scootaloo flails her hooves in the air since her idol isn’t making any sense. “What do ya mean you can’t float? You can float. In fact, you’re all floating right now as we speak.” Rainbow Dash points out. “What!?” they all shout in unison. They look under them and see that they’re all hovering a couple of inches off the ground. At this horriffic sight, there is only one option left to them: to go bananas for the second time in a day. Rainbow Dash just shrugs it off and decides to take a nap right there, just cause she’s cool like that.