Literary Appeal
By Sam Cole
Chapter One: Storming Oz!
“To Twilight!” Pinkie sang happily, smiling ear to ear. She had set up a master party in the library, to celebrate, for today, Twilight had done the impossible and got her carriage license. It was an incredibly small feat actually, but Twilight was a horrible puller, as her last Winter Wrap Up had shown.
“Thanks,” Twilight weakly smiled as she and Rainbow Dash refilled their cups. “I never thought I would say this, but I’m happy to be out of that class.”
“Tehehe, well if it was easy, Applejack would get her’s!” Pinkie smiled.
“Darn it Pinkie! Ah told ya not to tell anypony! Ah don’t like them darn written tests!” Applejack yelled throwing her hat, but all in good fun, as friends will do. So their little party got underway, with the ponies dancing, and singing karaoke, and getting just a little tipsy. But it was controlled, after all, Spike was there, somepony had to set a good example for him.
But like all great parties, eventually, it came to an end. Pinkie passed out on Twilight’s sleeper sofa, while Twilight saw the others out.
“Thank you for the -hic- good night, Twilight,” Fluttershy managed. Twilight would have a word later with Rainbow, who was well aware of Fluttershy’s low alcohol tolerance. But the old friends still took to having a drink together.
“Ah’ll be seein ya in tha mornin Twi,” Applejack called happily, “Thanks fer promisin to help me!”
“No problem AJ,” Twilight called, “I think it’ll be fun to plot your family tree.”
“Plot? Nah, Ah said plant.”
“... We’re literally going to plant a tree, aren't we?”
“Eeyup.”
“Great. Yeah, see you tomorrow AJ,” Twilight chuckled. She saw off her ambulatory friends, and made her way to her own bed, stopping only briefly to tuck Spike in, and kiss his forehead while he gently snoozed. She then climbed into bed, to begin her nightly ritual that had persisted since she had first made friends, wishing Rarity was lesbian too.
“Why do you have to be straight?” Twilight groaned, looking out her window to the Carousel Boutique down the road. Twilight had loved Rarity almost as long as Spike. She fell for Rarity during the race to get the Elements though, when she really learned who the mare was. The generous, smart, brave, caring mare. Beauty as a concept was lost on Twilight though, she loved Rarity for the mare, and couldn’t give two road apples about how she looked. “Well, we’ll always be together in my dreams,” The lavender mare sighed as she drifted off to sleep.
That night, unknown to anypony, a storm drifted silently over the town. A very peculiar storm. It made no wind, no thunder, no rain. No, this was a forgotten part of the world, one that no pony, including the Princesses themselves, and ever personally seen. This was a storm of raw magic. And as raw magic happened to do, it made a complete mess of everything.
“Mmm, Twilight?” Spike asked, sitting up as the light of morning flitted through the window. He was not expecting to be up this early, or feel this weightless. Weightless?
With a look out the window, Spike yelled, as his fate became clear. “Twilight! We’re falling!” But the mare was not there, her bed unmade.
“Spike!” Pinkie yelled, hoping into the bedroom. “My tail’s a twitchin. Something's gonna fall!”
“Pinkie! It’s us!” Spike said grabbing Pinkie’s head and shifting her gaze out the window.
“Oh. Hehe, silly me.”
“Pinkie!” Spike yelled as the Tree made it’s landing. Books were scattered everywhere, all the windows shattered, but the inhabitants, oddly enough, were just peachy.
“Huh...” They said together.
“Let’s see where we are,” Spike said, leading the way out the door.
Setting hoof on the doorstep though, Pinkie gasped, looking down in horror. “Oh my gosh Spike! We landed on somepony!” Pinkie cried looking at the trapped pony, kicking comically. Her light blue fur and silvery mane poked out from beneath the house, but her name slipped everypony’s memory. “Quick, find some help! Ohh, nice horseshoes!” Pinke said gazing at the pony's hoof wear, a pair of ruby horseshoes.
With a great clatter, sever foals surrounded the tree house, all happily smiling and cheering. “Hurray! You crushed the evil witch!” The all sang out. Spike stepped in front of his friend, fearing the worst.
“Witch?” Pinkie recoiled, “That explains how these shoes magically appeared on my hooves!”
“No, you stole them! We saw you!” Sweetie Belle yelled. “Wait, Pinkie?”
“Sweetie!” The pair of pony and dragon said, realizing they were not alone. Spike and Pinkie together rushed the filly and her friends, hugging them. Right now, it was nice to see a familiar face.
“What’s going on?” Sweetie cried, looking around. “Where are we?”
“I dunno,” Pinkie shrugged.
“This is all so... familiar...” Spike said looking around, but he couldn’t quite put his claw on it. Just as well, because a large, shimmering orb was closing quickly, flying in it’s oddly deliberate yet carefree path. Touching down, the orb opened, and from within the bubble, a beauty of a mare stepped out, smiling radiantly.
“Hello, my little- Sweetie Belle!” Rarity cried, rushing to hug her sister. “Oh Sweetie Belle, I’m so glad you’re okay.”
“Sis, need air!” Sweetie managed, wriggling free.
“Rarity,” Spike sighed, “You look- amazing.”
“Oh, why thank you, and I do say you look rather cute as well, with your little doggie collar,” Rarity smiled.
“Dog collar? Ruby horseshoes? Glowing enchantress?” Spike questioned. “... Still got nothing.”
Everypony just stood around, unsure how this was supposed to go, til another pony made the scene. This time with a lot of smoke and laughter.
“Muahahaha!” The mare cackled, stepping out of her smoke screen. Rarity almost fainted, looking at the poor mare in the hideous long black dress.
“No no no no! I will not allow this affront to fabulosity to go unpunished!” Rarity cried, taking the unrecognizable pony by the hem and towing them inside the fallen library, much to their dismay.
“... What was that about?” Everypony asked, looking around, rather lost now.
“Ugh, Rarity!” Twilight protested, as Rarity magically altered the horrid dress.
“Twilight!” Rarity proclaimed, “I’m sorry, I saw this dress, and I had to fix this. I hadn't even glanced at who was in it,” Rarity blushed.
“No no, it’s- it’s all good Rares,” Twilight sighed. Now she knew where this dream was going. About damn time.
“Please, hold still darling, I need to fix this,” Rarity chided as she walked around Twilight’s flank.
“Mmm, yes. Please do,” Twilight moaned. Goddess, this is so new. Mixing in a story like this, it’s heaven.
As Rarity fixed the hem, turning Twilight’s horrible little dress into a rather well fitting and flirty witch costume, something became clear to her. Namely, her friends eagerness to be touched as she purposely brushed against the white mare whenever possible. “Twilight darling, are you, alright?”
“Mmm, not really,” Twilight sighed, “I’m afraid.”
“Afraid?” Rarity asked, full of concern as she finished her work expertly. “Of what?”
“That I've been naughty,” Twilight giggled, brushing Rarity’s nose with her tail. “ I've been such a dirty little filly,” Twilight spoke in the most velvety and seductive tone Rarity had ever happened upon.
What in the world is going on? I must- I must be dreaming! Surely Twilight would never- Why am I dreaming of Twilight flirting with me? What is wrong with me?! She’s my friend! Rarity anguished mentally. Twilight rounded on her, and pressed her against the wall.
“I’ve been soooo bad,” Twilight whispered into Rarity’s ear. “I think I need to be taught my place. And who better to stop me, the Kinky Witch of the West, than the Sultry Witch of the North?” Twilight asked, moaning as the filthy words escaped her. “What says you? Will you work your magic on me, or do I need to work mine on you?”
“T-Twi-Light?” Rarity managed, shaking. Oh goddess, she’s really into this! I- I must be harboring something! How can I ever face her again, after this?
Drawing her hoof along Rarity’s jawline, Twilight brought the white mare’s chin up, and softly kissed her lips, once, twice, three times, slowly, deliberately. Twilight kissed the white lips playfully, yet with a conviction not lost on the white mare, as she let her lips dance to the song conducted by her lavender friend. It was wrong, so wrong, but damn it Celestia, did it ever feel good. Rarity had a bit of practice kissing, and this was a damn good one. Surely this must be a dream! Twilight would never know how to kiss like this. She’s a bookworm. But why am I dreaming this?!
With a small bite, holding her partner’s lip with her teeth, Twilight slowly pulled back, and let Rarity’s lip make the cutest little smack as she let it go. “Mmm, goddess, that was good. I think it was so good,” Twilight said as her breath tickled Rarity’s quivering lips, “That it deserves an encore.”
“Twi-” Rarity began, but the lips against hers stopped her, as only a tear escaped the mare. She was lost right now, confused. This kiss, even for a dream, was the best she had ever had. Part of Rarity wanted it to end, so she would not have to face Twilight with this memory haunting her, but every other part of her screamed one word: More.
Unnoticed by Twilight, a small amount of metal, a two ounce nail really, broke off and landed on her head. It was not much, but the mare’s eyes shot open, her actions into the kiss stopping completely. This isn't a dream. Her face drained of color, and she began to wonder how long she could maintain the illusion right now. Should she be honest, or have a bit more fun?
Rarity made the choice for her, as she pulled back, gasping for air. “Twilight, please! I’m so confused! What is going on?!”
“Um...” Twilight said, avoiding the sapphire eyes. “I-I think I owe you an apology Rarity...”
“Why?” Rarity cried, her confusion boiling over. First I don’t want this, then I do, and now I don’t? Make yourself up, Mind!
“Ummmm... I thought I was... dreaming...” Twilight offered. Rarity blinked, then felt the light come on. Her eyes narrowed, her body still shook, but now with rage.
With one blow to her stomach, Rarity dropped Twilight. “How Bucking Dare You?!? What the Buck is wrong with you!?”
“Rarity?” Pinkie asked, poking her head in and recognising the lavender mare lying crumpled on the floor. “Twilight?! What happened?” Pinkie asked, scooping up Twilight.
“It was my bad,” Twilight wheezed.
“‘My bad?’ You Bucking Kissed Me!”
“I thought I was dreaming. Please!” Twilight begged.
“You kissed Rarity?” Pinkie asked, lost as ever.
“I thought this was just a dream. Please, Rarity, I never meant to hurt you or your feelings,” Twilight cried.
“Well, you did,” Rarity huffed, but a glare from Pinkie calmed her down further. “But I guess I can’t hold you entirely responsible. I thought it was a dream too, actually.”
“Really?” Twilight asked, a sliver of hope shining through.
“Yes. I was wondering why I would dream about my friend kissing me though. Goddess, I’m sorry, but I hope that never happens again,” Rarity said, thoroughly dashing all of Twilight’s hopes and dreams. “Pinkie, would you please keep this between us?”
Pinkie made a bunch of motions, signifying the she was locking the secret away, burying the key, building a house atop the key, then moving into the house over the key.
“Wonderful. Twilight, I’m sure you just felt a little frisky in that dress I made, and you mistook it as one of those kind of dreams. I don’t think this bears mention again.”
“A-”Twilight wanted to correct her, but Rarity was on a roll.
“Excellent. So then, let’s get going. Twilight, you seem to know what’s going on?”
“Yeah- yeah I do. We were somehow transported into a story, the ‘Wizard of Oz,’” Twilight informed, though her gaze never left the floor. “If I had to guess, I would say the others are lost somewhere in the story, as the other characters. Though why us, I can't say.”
“Hmm, well then, I think we need to go see the wizard, no?”
“Yeah,” Twilight said, barely above a whisper.
“Then let us go find them,” Rarity smiled, stepping off. When Twilight didn’t move, the mare stopped, and turned to her. “Come along, Twilight, we need to get home now.”
“Wait, I can’t join you,” Twilight said shaking her head. “I’m the villian!”
“Oh just forget the damn story, we know where we need to go, so let’s just get there!”
“I-”
“Twilight,” Rarity glared. Somehow, the mare Twilight loved could also fill every ounce of her with uncontrolled fear.
“Coming...”
With a few supplies, the small gang prepared to head out. As they set hoof on the brick road though, a cry went out.
“STOP!!!!” A pink filly cried. “If you’re going out, we have to do this right!”
“What?” Everypony, including the other foals with her, asked.
“Come on! Fol-” Diamond Tiara began til Spike cut her off.
“Is this a song?”
“Ugh, Yes!”
“Forget it,” The gang said, stepping off.
“But- but I wrote it for you sis...” Sweetie Belle sniffed, unheard by the departing group.
“So Twilight, who do you think we’ll encounter first?” Pinkie sang as they trotted along.
“Well, the first character Dorothy meets in the Scarecrow. So I would guess Applejack,” Twilight mussed. They were finding that they could only get Twilight to talk as long as it was about the story, she was being pretty reserved otherwise.
“Applejack! Alright!... Where is she?” Pinkie asked, looking around.
“Hmm, well, it says Dorothy walked alone for days it seemed, but then the movie just jumps straight to it... So we should be close,” Twilight offered. Rarity sighed, and looked to her pink compatriot and the dragon ward she had, thanks to Twilight insisting or some story details be met.
“I’ll be right back,” She said to them, falling back to Twilight and out of earshot. “Hey.”
Twilight blushed, and looked down to her hooves. “Hey.”
“Are you alright?”
Twilight looked at the mare, and for the first time, Rarity could see the pain in those big violet irises. “No.”
“Is this about what happened back in Fillyland?” Rarity asked.
“Mmhmm.”
“You’re pretty shook up about it, aren’t you?”
“Mmhmm.”
“I’m sorry. I should have stopped you. But I was just so shocked, thinking I was dreaming that,” Rarity said, looking a little ashamed.
Twilight was silent, and continued on her solom path.
“I’m sorry my dress making provoked you into thinking it was some sort of sexy dream. You must be so confused,” Rarity asked, her concern real. As was the damage she was doing to her friend.
Twilight shook her head. “Can I tell you a secret?”
“Of course.”
“I have dreams like that, a lot,” Twilight said. Rarity’s face stretched with dread, and it broke Twilight’s heart. In a moment of weakness, she lied. “About mares, I mean.”
“Oh Twilight... I-”
“Yeah, I’m a lesbian,” Twilight sighed.
“Oh Twilight, I never knew,” Rarity fussed. “Do you often dream... of- of me?”
“Rarity, I-” I want to tell you the truth, tell you how much I love you, how badly I want you. How I want nothing more than to make you happy, to hold you on bad days. How the very thought of you standing a foot away from me is driving me crazy. “I just- went with it. It was kinky, alright?”
“I understand. A taboo, no?”
“Something like that,” Twilight lied.
“Oh darling, I’m sorry. I was just so scared. I’ve never seen you so... assertive.”
“Yeah,” Twilight laughed. If you could see the rest of my dreams, you wouldn’t say that.
“Was- was that... your first kiss?” Rarity managed, trying not to remember the offending act.
“Real kiss, yeah,” Twilight nodded. “Was it, was it good?”
“I’m not comfortable talking about-”
“Oh I understand,” Twilight interrupted, not wanting to scare Rarity off again.
Rarity could see her anguish though, and decided it was not her place to scar her friend emotionally like this. After all, she had not meant it, right? “Yes.”
“Huh?”
“Mmhmm,” Rarity said, very slow and controlled, “Yes, that was a, a very good kiss.”
“Really?” Twilight asked, her ears perking up a bit, her tail riding an inch higher.
“Really,” Rarity said with a sigh and a forced smiled. Twilight could tell the white mare was not comfortable with this, but she was also being honest. Really, this was better that Twilight had initially hoped for. “Now, let’s find us a Scarecrow.”
“Yeah,” Twilight smiled, happy to be on speaking terms with her friends at least now.
“Stupid Birds!” Rainbow Dash yelled at the crows. “Leave my bucking corn alone!”
“Rainbow?” Three ponies and a dragon behind her asked.
Turning around, a large smile graced the flyers lips. “Heya! Come help me get rid of these damn birds!”
“Where’s Applejack?” Twilight asked, looking around.
“I dunno. I just had a gut feeling that I should watch this corn. It’s been so. Freaking. Boring.”
“Well, I guess if anypony in town needed a brain,” Rarity whispered to Twilight, making the poor mare snort with contained laughter.
“What’s so funny?” Rainbow asked.
“It’s nothing. Yeah,” Twilight dismissed. “Hey, Pinkie’s going to see the wizard, why don’t you join her?”
“Why?” Rainbow asked. “What are you four doing?”
“Just join her,” Twilight deadpanned.
“No. Who is this wizard?” Rainbow demanded.
“Rainbow, we’re going home, now come with us and see the wizard.”
“Gimme one good reason,” Rainbow said, putting her nose an inch away from Twilight’s.
“Because...” Twilight thought. She had nothing, really. But Rainbow did love one thing, “Because I will find out how this spell trapped us all in the story, and let you live out a Daring Doo Novel that way.”
Rainbow knew nothing of the spell, or that she was in a story right now in the first place, but that sounded sweet. “You’re on! Which way is the wizard pony?”
“Fol-” Rarity began before Rainbow just turned around.
“Lets try this way!” Rainbow declared, flying over the corn field.
“... Do we really need her?” Rarity asked, to a polite chuckle from the others.
“So we were all, like, falling and junk. And Spike was all like ‘No, I don’t wanna die!’ And I was all like ‘Weee! Do it again!’ And ….” Pinkie rambled on with Rainbow Dash.
“And all I got to do was watch corn grow,” Rainbow growled. “Bucking fantastic.”
“Well, Twilight got a cute witch costume made by Rarity,” Pinkie said, oblivious to her friends anger.
“Yeah, what’s up with those two?” Rainbow asked with her eyebrow raised.
“Nothing,” Pinkie lied.
Rainbow looked to the slumbering dragon on Pinkie’s back, and nodded. “You made a Pinkie promise, didn’t you?”
“Please, no,” Pinkie begged. “I’ve never broken a Pinkie promise. Don’t make me do it.”
“Grr, fine. But I can still ask them,” Rainbow smiled, then dashed backwards to the unicorn pair. They were keeping a small distance, mainly because they were not supposed to be there right now in the first place. “Sup?”
“Did Pinkie blab?” Rarity asked.
“Oh yeah, totally,” Rainbow lied.
“Fine, yes we tried to kill each other because we’re the witches. And I swore to kill you all if I was to live,” Twilight sighed. They had been planning this little speech for the last ten minutes actually.
“What?!” Rainbow screamed, and Rarity laughed.
“No, no. That was just a joke, darling.”
“You- Gah. Good one,” Rainbow finally laughed as she pieced it together.
“So I guess you want to know what really happened?” Twilight asked. Was it just Rainbow, or was Twilight acting really depressed, despite the joke?
“Twilight and I had a mix up about this being a dream or reality,” Rarity explained.
“So you either kissed each other, or Twilight said something really bad about us all,” Rainbow guessed.
“The former,” Twilight moaned.
“Ha! Wait, you girls kissed?! And I missed it?!” Rainbow yelled.
“Keep it down. We don’t want Spike to know,” Twilight said. “It would break his heart.”
“Missed it?” Rarity asked as the light came on again. “Are you perchance, a fillyfooler?”
“Not that it's any of your business, but yeah, I am,” Rainbow said confidently. “Why?”
“I just found out Twilight is too,” Rarity smiled. If this was revenge or matchmaking, was unknown.
“Really now?” Rainbow hummed, and Twilight blushed.
“Rarity, please,” Twilight groaned.
“Oh now darling, I’m just being helpful,” Rarity smiled. The white mare looked to Rainbow, and nodded and winked toward Twilight. Rainbow got the message.
“Hey Twi, if you want, I’d be willing to give it a try,” Rainbow offered.
“Rainbow, I-”
“She’d love to,” Rarity filled in. “Twilight, you should consider dating. Rainbow Dash is a great friend, loyal to a fault.”
“Yeah. I’d be down for finding out if we would work well together. What do you say, Twilight?”
“I-” Twilight looked up, her eyes begging for a way out. But there was no reprieve among these two. “Sure,” Twilight sighed, “Let’s go on a date, Rainbow. Whenever we get back to Ponyville.”
“Awesome!” Rainbow pumped her hoof, “I gotta tell Pinkie Pie!”
“No!” Rarity and Twilight cired.
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t want to let Spike find out like this,” Twilight groaned.
“And I don’t think a ‘happy TwiDash party’ is all that fitting right now,” Rarity added.
“Spoilsports,” Rainbow said rolling her eyes. “So Rarity, is Twilight a good kisser?”
The resounding slap was loud enough to wake Spike and make Pinkie Pie turn around.
“Man, Rarity didn’t have to slap me,” Rainbow fussed as she walked with Pinkie and Spike.
“Why did she slap you?” They both asked.
“Cause.... I was a tiny bit of a jerk...”
“Serves you right,” Spike smiled.
“Eh, Rarity is kinda over dramatic...” Pinkie giggled.
“I can hear you,” Rarity called forward.
“Why’s Twilight look so... glum?” Spike asked looking back.
“She’s just told us something really personal. I think it’s still weighing heavy on her,” Rainbow said.
“Did she finally come out?” Spike asked, making Pinkie jerk to a halt.
“Spike, you knew?” Four ponies cried.
“Well yeah, I live with her. Twilight tends to talk in her sleep,” Spike informed.
“I do?” Twilight asked.
“Yeah. I hear a whole lot of ‘We’re both mares, lets have some fun.’” Spike filled in.
“Um...” Three ponies said, looking to Twilight slowly.
“Do I- do I say any names?” Twilight nervously asked.
“Not really, I think you're dreaming about Roseluck, Daisy, Tulip, etc. You keep talking about de-flowering and junk,” Spike shrugged, the true meaning going over his head. Thankfully for Twilight, flower based names were very popular among ponies.
“Wow...” The three said again.
“I’m gonna have some fun,” Rainbow squealed, then deadpanned as she realized she had said that, not thought. Pinkie started to gasp, as a smile started to form.
“Not now Pinkie,” Twilight said. To her credit, Pinkie nodded, with the fullest intent to live it up as soon as they were home.
“Now please, lets go find-” Rarity began before a southern drawl cut her off.
“Ah can’t do it!” Applejack yelled, clear as a bell.
“Applejack!” The gang yelled, charging to her.
“Girls,” Applejack cried as they came near, “Ah can’t do it! Ah just can’t!”
“What is it?” They all asked.
“Ah can’t cut ‘Em down!” Applejack cried. The gang was confused, then looked to the axe beside the work pony, and the oddly familiar apple tree in front of her. They all swore right then that if they were able to tell apple trees apart, they were spending too much time at Sweet Apple Acres.
“Is that...?” Rainbow began.
“Yes. It’s Bloomberg! Oh, my poor baby!” Applejack cried.
“Um... Applejack, we’re all going to see the wizard, you should too,” Rainbow offered.
“Why? And leave poor Bloomy here all alone? Never!”
“Applejack, come with us or I turn Bloomberg into a bonsai tree,” Twilight glared.
“You wouldn’t.”
“Watch me,” Twilight snorted.
“Only Rarity knows that spell,” Applejack growled.
“Heh, maybe Rarity told it to Twilight when she was getting tongue raped by her!” Rainbow laughed.
“Oh just tell everyone, why don’t you?!” Twilight cried, though hers was more real cry than outrage.
“What!? The buck did I miss?!” Applejack recoiled.
“Twilight here,” Rainbow motioned to the now blushing and nervously smiling student who was doing a champion job of holding back tears, “Is one hard core ‘fooler.”
“... Promise you won’t kiss me and you got yerself a deal,” Applejack offered. “Todays been weird enough it sound like, and Ah don’t need to go addin nuthin to it.”
“I Pinkie Promise then AJ. I’ll keep my wild lesbian self under control,” Twilight nodded with a grin.
“Alright. Now, somepony help me get Bloomberg outta here.”
“So up next is Fluttershy, right,” Applejack nodded as she was brought up to speed.
“Yep. She’s the obvious choice for the cowardly lion,” Pinkie sang.
“You know the story?” Twilight asked excitedly, hopping up and down.
“Spike’s been filling me in,” Pinkie said. “I'm gonna watch the movie with him later,” She smiled, and Spike... Blushed? Well well, Twilight giggled. “What is it?” Pinkie asked.
“That sounds wonderful,” Twilight played it off. Everypony was happy she was feeling better, as Rainbow elaborated the story to Applejack. The others let her, even though she had only heard it second hoof herself, her version had a few more explosions and tongue action. Like a Michael Barn film.
“And Twilight and I are gonna go on a date when we get back,” Rainbow smiled.
“Wow... Don’t uh,” Applejack started, but stalled, “Well, after that story, Ah dunno which of y’all had better do the watchin out.”
“Pu-lease. Her, by a long shot. I know she’s into the kinky stuff now,” Rainbow joked.
“Role play is perfectly healthy!” Twilight yelled back as the bush next to her yelped in pain. Twilight froze, then blushed as she realized she had stepped on some pony's tail. “Sorry.”
“Twilight? Is that you?” A small voice from the bushes asked hesitantly, where a long soft pink tail was sticking out. The gang jumped, not knowing they were practically on top of Fluttershy. She crawled out and six jaws hit the floor. She was wearing a very cute, if not rather sexy, kitty costume. She... really pulled it off, to say politely.
“Damn,” Rainbow whistled, making Fluttershy blush.
“I’m- wow...” Twilight said with a chuckle. “You look amazing.”
“Oh, I feel so silly. This suit is so tight, it feels like I’m wearing nothing at all,” Fluttershy said to the ground.
“Darling, you look divine. Could I borrow that suit sometime, to model a new lingerie line from?” Rarity asked.
“Okay,” Fluttershy whispered.
“Can I get a few pictures first?” Rainbow asked. “Yours rocks, Shy. I tore off my stupid costume as soon as I came to.”
“Me too,” Applejack nodded. “It was nowhere near that darn... flattering.”
“Oh, you all are just too kind,” Fluttershy smiled. “Wait, I can take it off?”
“No! We never said that,” Rainbow deadpanned.
“Do what you feel comfortable with, Shy,” Applejack kindly said.
“Well, I’d like to keep it, you all seem to enjoy it,” Fluttershy smiled.
“We need to hang out more,” Rainbow said very earnestly.
“Rainbow,” 5 voices shot her down.
“I mean really, am I invisible?” Twilight growled walking with Rarity again. “My costume is cute too...”
“Mhmm. It’s just Fluttershy’s charm, darling,” Rarity said in comfort.
“And Rainbow just asked me out,” Twilight huffed. She didn’t care to go out with Rainbow, true, but it still hurt that she was flipping out like this over Fluttershy.
“We’ll sort this out darling. I’m glad you’re feeling better,” Rarity smiled. And Twilight felt the knife in her heart twist again. At this rate, she was going to need duct tape to just live to the end of the book.
“So Applejack,” Fluttershy asked, looking back to the odd pair, “Why do we have the witches with us? Isn’t that against the plot line?”
“Eh, buck it,” Applejack shrugged. “We’ve done enough damage already ah recon.”
“ Shouldn't we stop?” Fluttershy asked, worry rising.
“Probably. Are we? Nope.”
“No, I mean we’re all walking right into the poppy... fields...” Fluttershy said as she stumbled forward and asleep, followed closely by her friends, all except for Spike.
“Girls?” Spike panicked. “Girls! Oh no, what to do? What to do? What to do?” Spike rushed around in horror. “Um, the good witch, no the bad witch... She um comes and, no this was a trap, and the Scarecrow and Tinmare pulled them out... But those two passed out too!”
Spike sat down and groaned. “I’m gonna have to pull them all out, aren’t I?... Buck it,” Spike said grabbing the first mare and pulling them to safety, one by one.
“Oh, what happened?” Rarity groaned as she woke up, long removed from the field.
“Poppy fields,” Spike grunted as he towed another mare out.
“Oh Spike, thank you for rescuing me! And first too,” Rarity sighed.
“Um...” Spike blushed. He hadn’t even realized actually, he just acted. Last night, she would have been first, but now...
“Actually, Rarity,” Pinkie said from behind, “I think I was first...”
“Pinkie? Really?” Rarity asked in polite shock. Is Spike... No, he would never forget about me... Would he? I mean I would love if he did, I could never return his love, and I hate leading him on. But still, it feels odd. Like a warm blanket has been taken away as to warm some colder pony...
“Oh, ow,” Twilight groaned, rubbing a knot on her head. “Way to find the big rocks, Twilly...”
“Mmph,” Pinkie snorted.
“What?” Twilight asked.
“There’s a hoof mark on your head. Some pony kicked you in your sleep,” Pinkie laughed.
“Really? Oh for the love of Luna...” Twilight growled. As Spike came back dragging Rainbow, Twilight stopped him for a word, asking who was next to her.
“Rainbow here. She’s jittery as hay. I got kicked twice,” Spike said as he slumped back into the field for another go at it.
“Rainbow,” Twilight said nudging the pony awake.
“No, Fluttershy’s falling. Catch her,” Rainbow moaned in her sleep. Everypony stopped, and let the information settle. Rainbow never talked about her guilt. That’s why she was so into Fluttershy earlier, she still feels she owes her for that accident as foals... “Rarity, no. Twilight.” Rainbow tossed and turned. Everypony she ever caught, she carried the weight of not in her dreams. “Opal... I’m gonna let you fall,” And like that, Rainbow began to smile.
“The hell you will! You will save my kitty!” Rarity ordered. Rainbow snapped awake at the command.
“Huh?” She asked.
“You were going to drop my cat!” Rarity huffed.
“No offence, but I would too,” Twilight said.
“Second,” From Pinkie Pie.
“Third,” Spike said as he dragged Fluttershy into the clearing, and instantly plunged back in.
“Ah- I- Grr,” Rarity snorted in fury. “Opal is a precious little kitty. She is perfect!”
“Perfectly nasty,” Twilight said under her breath.
“Why I never,” Rarity huffed as she sat down. Before her drama could continue, Spike came flying out of the field and slammed into the oak he was placing them all by.
“AJ’s a kicker too,” Spike groaned. Twilight lifted Applejack out magically as the others tended to Spike. Once she was out, Spike walked up to the dry flowers. “I’ve got some stress now, and I’m gonna enjoy this!” He said as he huffed a large ball of emerald flame at the fields, the fire rushing through them with extreme haste.
“Spike! The princess!” Twilight complained.
“Oh... oops?”
“Eh, she needs some sleep anyways,” Twilight sigh, giving up. “Come on, we’re almost there.”
With a great knock, the tiny hatch opened up to reveal an emerald colored pony with a great mustache. “No pony gets to see the wizard. Not no way, not no how!”
“She has the ruby slippers though,” Rarity pointed out nonchalant.
“Well, that’s a horse of a different color,” The pony said. “Seriously, you’re all different colors. It’s pretty neat, actually. You’re still not getting in though.”
“Oh for the- Spike, are you hungry?” Twilight asked as her enthusiasm waned under the stress of this journey.
“Terribly,” Spike said, salivating at the thought. A city, made of emeralds. It was heaven.
“Now wait a second,” The gatekeeper said as the locks began to slide.
“Go to town Spike,” Twilight ordered.
“The buck lady?! This is my home too!” The gatekeeper cried.
“What, I’m the villian,” Twilight smiled evilly. “I’m supposed to be bad.”
“That’s... strangely hot,” Rainbow smirked.
“What’s with the evil act Twilight?” Applejack asked.
“I’ve just always wanted to do that,” Twilight smiled.
“Come along now,” Rarity ordered as Spike made a large enough hole.
“Hold it!” A pony cried, another emerald one as they crossed the grand courtroom. “You can’t just barge in! You still have to go to the witches castle!”
“Oh pony feathers, this IS the movie version. Damn it!,” Twilight snorted. “Girls, dragon, hang on!” With that, Twilight enclosed the group in a large field of magic, and Teleported them all to the Wicked Witch’s castle. An army of Changeling looked upon them with shock. Their boss was in the middle of a group of enemies after all.
Twilight grabbed a random hoof, and slapped herself with it, lightly. “Oh no, I’m defeated!”
“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry Twilight,” Fluttershy panicked. That’s whose hoof I have.
“It’s alright. Let’s go back now,” Twilight sang, whisking them away again.
“Um, what just happened?” One finally asked.
“I don’t wanna know.” Came the only reply.
“Who dares to interrupt the great Wizard of Oz!” The creature in the throne asked as the seven made their entrance in the ball of light pink magic.
“Discord!” They all shrieked, seeing the draconequus in the chair. “We should have known!”
“This grand joke? Muahahaha!” The villain laughed. “Yes, it is brilliant, but not my doing I’m afraid. I’m trapped here, just like you.”
“Why should we believe you?” Applejack yelled.
“My dear, have I ever lied to you?”
“Yes,” They all said together.
“Well, okay,” Discord smiled. “But only in good fun. This though, this storm of magic, it’s older than me even. So old, and so rare.”
“Get to the point!” They all cried.
“You all already know the end of the story. But I’m here to offer you a trade,” Discord laughed, rising to a table that had chocolate milk on it. “See my ladies, I can’t twist reality here, because this story is not real. I’m powerless.”
“I believe him,” Pinkie said. The others were more hesitant.
“Hmm, thank you Pinkie. So my trade, I offer me, reformed, or Twilight. Make your decision.”
“What does that mean? No more riddles!” Rainbow cried out.
“Hahaha, the longer we stay, the more of the character we replaced bleeds through. I’ll be completely good in a matter of hours, and Miss Twilight, evil.”
“So if we wait, Discord will never be a threat again, but Twilight will be evil...” Rarity said as she mulled the thoughts about. “Never! I will never abandon Twilight!”
“Really? And after she harbors such a strong love for you?” Discord laughed.
“You saw that kiss,” Rarity deflated a little. “It was an honest mistake-”
“Yes, in that she thought she was dreaming.” Discord said. “Leave now, and no amount of the story will bleed through. It takes the full effect to remain changed. But maybe you would like to hear about Twilight’s best kept secret...”
“There’s no pla-” Pinkie started, but Rarity stopped her.
“What are you getting at, Discord?”
“Rarity, let’s just leave,” Twilight begged.
“Oh, Twilight is a fillyfooler, no doubt. But she’s only ever had eyes for one mare. You,” Discord smiled.
“You’re lying,” Rarity said. “Twilight, he is lying, no?”
“Rarity, I never wanted to hurt you... I... I love you!” Twilight cried, tears rolling freely.
“Twilight...” Rarity gasped, and began to cry. “I- I- Do it Pinkie!” As Pinkie Pie said the magic phrase, Discord laughed again.
“Muahahahaha! Either way my little ponies, I win. And chaos will spread.”
“Oh Rarity, thank you. Soon, my love Prince Fancypants of Troy and I will be wed,” Fluttershy sighed as the pair sailed away gently, leaving the isle of Spurta well behind... Wait, that’s not right...
“Fluttershy? Are we still in a book?” Rarity asked. Fluttershy panicked, and hugged her around the chest.
“I guess. What book is this?” Fluttershy asked, letting go of Rarity once she saw they were safe.
“I haven’t the slightest idea.”
On shore, two mares were having an entirely different conversation. “So Achilles Dash, will you fight with me. Not for Spurta, but for all of Greece?” Twilight asked.
“You will have my sword, Patroclus Sparkle. All you need do is ask, old friend,” Rainbow smiled, then deadpanned. “Wait, this is all wrong. Twilight, we’re still stuck...”
“...Buck...”
“Thar he blows!” Sweetie Belle cried as Scootaloo readied the sail, Apple Bloom primed the harpoons, and the giant Sea Serpent reared back.
“No! Not my mustache!” He cried. He was in for a rough story.
“Um Sweets, what are we doing...” Scootaloo asked.
“Ah was just wonderin that,” Apple Bloom added, very confused.
“I don’t know...” Sweetie realized. “Oh well. Fire harpoons!”
“Pinkie,” Applejack cried as she hugged her friend.
“Applejack!” Pinkie cried back. “I’m so ready for this!”
“That’s what scares me!” Applejack cried, looking to their invader with fear renewed.
“I really liking this hat,” Spike smiled as he saw their reactions. “‘The Cat in the Hat’ rules! Come on Pinkie, let’s have some fun!”
“Yeah,” Pinkie cried to Applejack’s unending fear, “It’s time to Par-tay!”