STORY #7
What's In A Name?
Running.
That's all you ever seem to do these days, is run from crowds of delirious ponies. If you were a pegasus you could probably give Rainbow Dash a run for her money, you've become that fast.
"There he is!" a mare's piercing yell cuts through the air, "Get him!"
Buck your life, you were so caught up in your thoughts you forgot to hide. And so, you start running again. The mare is soon joined by a few others. Not that you're counting them, of course.
You dive over trash cans and slide under carts in your mad bid to escape. Unfortunately this only serves to attract even more unwanted attention as the pony who owned the cart you just leapt over joins the pursuit.
You think back to when this all started. At first you were happy with the attention. In fact, you revelled in it. But it soon became annoying, with too many ponies accosting you in the street and screaming in your face.
You make out your home in the distance. If you can get there, you'll be safe. Unleashing all your extra energy you begin sprinting to the door.
Three hundred hooves.
Two hundred hooves.
One hundred ho—
A rope is suddenly wrapped around your midsection and you fall to the ground. You struggle against it, only to find an orange Earth pony mare standing over you with a triumphant grin on her face.
"Ah got 'im girls!" she yells. She glances down at you and adds, "Mah friends an' I want ta see fer ourselves what all the fuss is."
You gulp.
"Excellent work, Applejack!" another mare says, "I thought for sure we wouldn't get him on time."
Applejack tips her hat.
"Thank ya kindly, Twilight," she replies, "but y'all know that Ah can do so much more than simply buck apples."
A lavender unicorn enters your field of vision. But she's not alone. As well as these two you can make out two pegasi, another Earth pony and another unicorn.
"Ooh!" the other Earth pony squeals, "Let's take him back to the basement in Sugarcube Corner! Nopony will disturb us there!"
"Sounds good ta me, Pinkie." Applejack replies, "Come on girls, help me git 'im up."
Pinkie Pie? Applejack? Twilight?
Suddenly it dawns on you. The Elements of Harmony themselves have captured you. You know where this is going, and as the mares drag you away your face changes from a frown to a mile-wide grin.
You are Harlem Shake.
And everypony wants to do you.