//------------------------------// // Pinkie Pie vs. Krookodile // Story: MLP VS... Pokemon // by FrostyDawn //------------------------------// The only sort of refuge in the desert Pinkie Pie could find was a decayed stone temple. Just a small hut stacked from orange stone bricks. It wasn't very big, but it kept the sun out. "Geez! It's like there's two suns out there!" Pinkie said, poking her head out into the sun. Heat waves danced across the dunes, and not a single plant grew in the arid wasteland. "I really need water... or maybe a double layer chocolate cake." Pinkie mused. "Oh, I wouldn't be so concerned with water if I were you." "Hiya, Discord!" Pinkie chirped. "Where are you? Did you break the fourth wall like I do?" She asked, looking around for the voice. "What? I don't even-" Discord stammered, then sighed. "Look. You just better be ready. I wouldn't want to waste time with every explanation." "Ready? For what? Are we playing a game?" Pinkie asked. "Uh... sure. Why not? It's fun for me, anyway." "Neat! So how do you play?" The pink earth pony asked. "Simple. I sit back and watch while you fight for your life." "Fight?" Pinkie said, her voice losing some of its optimism. "Yes, fight. And one other rule applies. Kill or be killed. Your choice." "I'm not sure about this, Discord..." "Well, I am." Discord said. The floor of the stone hut crumbled under Pinkie Pie's hooves, and she tumbled down into a dark chamber. Pinkie Pie sat up, scanning the area. It was some sort of tomb, the wide walls carved from orange stone and inscribed with cryptic languages and primitive paintings. The walls also held torches, which dimly illuminated the chamber. The floor was covered in sand. No, wait, it was sand. Just packed so tightly it gave the illusion of something solid underneath. There were only four walls. No doors, no openings except for the hole in the ceiling Pinkie fell through. "Alright, Pinkie. Time to play." Discord chuckled. The sand in front of Pinkie began to shift, and a large reptilian being erupted from the ground. Shaped like an alligator, the beast had rows of sleek, black points on it's back and along its tail. The creature had a white underbelly, but black and dark red stripes, along with a long snout filled with teeth. "Gummy?" Pinkie asked. "No, Pinkie. This isn't your pet. It's a Krookodile. It's much bigger, stronger and more violent than your little 'Gummy'. Now, start playing." Discord said. The Krookodile quickly lunged at Pinkie, its jaws wide open. The mare was able to sidestep quickly enough to avoid being hurt, but found herself hanging by her tail in the beast's teeth. Pinkie struggled to get herself up, but the Krookodile swung its head up, and flinging Pinkie into the air. It open its teeth filled mouth to try to catch Pinkie while she fell. No such luck. In mid-air, Pinkie summoned her trademark Party Cannon, firing it right into the Krookodile's waiting jaws. Stunned, the creature stumbled back and gagged as it's mouth was filled with confetti and streamers. "That's funny." Pinkie giggled. "My Party Cannon doesn't usually do that. It's probably because your mouth's real big." The Krookodile spat out as much confetti it could, and glared at Pinkie with dark, angry eyes. It slammed its front claws on the ground, and the entire temple shook, shaking Pinkie off her hooves and jiggling the Party Cannon out of her grip. When she looked up, the Krookodile was gone, and a large divot in the sand took its place. Panicked, Pinkie looked around, trying to find anything. She picked up the Party Cannon once more. She swiveled it around, aiming for some sort of target. The ground shook below her again and the sand underneath erupted. The Krookodile burst once more from the ground, jaws open. This time, Pinkie wasn't quick enough. The jaws nearly closed around her, but with her hind legs on the bottom jaw, and her front hooves on the top, she straightened her body as best she could, acting like a pole to keep the Krookodile from closing its mouth. She just had to be mindful of the teeth. The dozens of triangular, sharp teeth that nearly surrounded Pinkie. The two of them fought each other in a match of strength, and the earth pony was severely outmatched. Her limbs began to bend, and the gap was closing. Knowing her limits, Pinkie Pie sprang out of the Krookodile's mouth, which snapped shut. Pinkie looked down at her hooves, which were slightly lacerated from those teeth. The Krookodile began charging at Pinkie at break-neck speed, jaws ready. Pinkie winced as she tried to sidestep once more, but was stuck in the beast's path. Like a loose train, the Krookodile didn't stop, and it rammed itself into the temple wall, along with Pinkie. As the dust settled, the Krookodile had broken straight through the the temple wall, into a small sealed off tunnel. The tunnel was lined with stone pillars, which the Krookodile also rammed through. Pinkie lay on the back wall, broken and nearly out cold. The Krookodile loomed over her, and growled triumphantly. It was ready to achieve full victory, but an odd sound rang through the temple. The sound of stone crumbling. Pinkie Pie looked up in her weakened state, and saw dust seeping from the cracks that appeared in the stone. In a sudden burst of power, Pinkie head-butted the Krookodile, and made a made dash for the ceiling of the center room, where she first entered. The Krookodile attempted to run after Pinkie, but it stopped short. The beast fell face-first onto the floor as chucks of rock crumbled from the tomb's ceiling, pinning its leg down with tremendous weight. Pinkie didn't bother to look back, but heard the Krookodile's roar echo through the chamber. More stones fell from the ceiling, and the exit was so close. Pinkie hopped on some fallen rocks, and furiously climbed for a hole in the ceiling. She wormed through, and plopped herself into the stone hut, her breath shaky and fragile. She looked outside, and saw several craters in the ground, where the temple ceiling caved in. The desert was nearly silent. "Hmm.... not bad." Discord muttered. "Could've killed it a bit more directly, but I shouldn't be so picky. The beast is dead, and you're alive. I suppose that counts as a victory." "Discord..?" Pinkie asked. Her pink, fluffy mane began to straighten out and 'flatten', a tell-tale sign Pinkie was upset. "I don't want to play this game anymore." She whimpered. "So much for the Element of Laughter. Haven't you figured it out, little pony? This isn't a game. Not anymore. Time to kick things up a notch. Ready for another round?" Discord asked. "No... please don't." Pinkie said. "It hurts..." "Oh, don't be such a baby. You walked out of this one, didn't you? If you keep it up, you'll probably live longer." Discord said. Pinkie struggled to get up, and limped out into the sweltering heat with a bruised ego.