“Twi. Don’t make any sudden moves now, sugar cube.”
“P- please Twilight, let’s just calm down and have a nice treat. I mean we shouldn’t have to fight like this– ”
“No! I won’t calm down!” Twilight bellowed at the top of her lungs. “I can’t believe you all would betray me like this.”
“Betray you? Now when in the heavens did you get that idea?” Rarity questioned.
“You were about to drink this foul piece of crap, that’s when,” she hissed, holding the platter of chocolate milk high above her with magic.
Things had pretty much escalated very quickly for the gang as Twilight suddenly snapped, grabbing the platter away from Mrs. Cake and jumped onto the table like she owned it. Her posture was tense and sharp like that of a vicious alley cat, an animal that had knew about the cruel horrors of the dark corners of reality, and survives in it. There was a red look in Twilight’s eyes as she glared at them all like an angry mother.
The audience of the room carefully watched Twilight as she separated a glass from its kin, floating it down next to her. She made sure to keep it as far away from her as possible while keeping their attention focused on her so she could tell them the dark secret of how chocolate milk ruined her beloved relative’s life.
“You see this drink? You see thing bucking filth? This thing is bad, and I can’t believe you guys would bother brewing this garbage puddle of liquid.”
“But Twilight, chocolate milk tastes really great! Why do you hate it so much?” Pinkie cried out in utter confusion, slightly more distressed than the others because she was about to grab for that certain glass of delight before Twilight swiped it away from her reach.
“I hate it because it ruined the great Creamy Milk’s career!”
“Wait a darn minute, but who is Creamy Milk?” Applejack interrupted.
“My grandaunt,” Twilight bluntly explained, her face quite devoid of any sort of expression before turning serious once more.
“O-o-o-o-oh. Well why didn’t you tell us about her before?” Pinkie Pie asked.
“Same thing with Shining: because you guys never even asked me!”
All of them gave Twilight a few blinks before starting to whisper amongst each other.
“What do we do? There’s a bunch of drinks at stake here!” Pinkie Pie asked in a hushed voice.
“I think we should be more concerned about her mental health, y’all,” Applejack pointed out. “Twilight is not being right in the head today, and she needs medical attention.”
“I say that you let me handle this. I can swoop up and grab the platter away from her before she could say ‘Wazza,’” Rainbow bragged, confident that her plan would work.
“I dunno if that’ll work, Dash. We know she can lift a freakin’ two ton Ursa Minor. How do we know if her magical grip isn’t like iron?” Applejack mentioned, referring to the time a Celestial Titan had terrorized their quaint town.
“Well it’s worth a try,” Rainbow shrugged.
“I say we should go for a diplomatic approach,” Fluttershy quietly suggested. “We’re her friends. She should at least hear what we have to say without any more trouble.”
“I agree with you, darling. We must remain in a calm and collected manner,” Rarity said, supporting Fluttershy’s statement.
“Or I can just grab our drinks right now, and worry about Twilight later. I’m really thirsty!”
“Dash, that is just reckless!” Applejack harshly muttered.
“I still say it’s worth a shot! Pinkie would agree with me, right Pinks?” Rainbow Dash asked, looking for the party pony.
She wasn’t among their conversation any more. She was, in fact, up on the table trying to retrieve the drinks all on her own.
“Give it back, Twilight! Please! Momma Pinkie needs her babies!” Pinkie babbled as she struggled with Twilight, trying to reach for the lone drink that was just levitating out of her reach due to Twilight’s resistance.
“G- get off me, Pinkie! You shouldn’t drink it! It’s not even good for your body! You consume too much sugar anyway!”
“But Pinkie can’t live without chocolate milk. Pinkie needs to have it at least five times a day!” Pinkie Pie jabbered out in third person.
A silent agreement was passed among the only sane ponies left in the room: they need to calm Twilight down. The chase started quick and fast and Dash was the first to respond, darting towards her bookworm of a friend with her wings spread far and wide. Seeing Rainbow bulleting her way towards her, Twilight quickly teleported herself out of harm’s way, and dashed out the door with the chocolate drinks in tow.
“After that mare!” Applejack shouted, now chasing Twilight with the others.
The pursuit was on as the five Elements of Harmony, Mrs. Cake, and Spike ran after the Ponyville librarian, threading their way through the market crowd as Twilight flawlessly teleported distance by distance past the townsfolk with that same amount of grace she always had with her magic. The ponies that were caught off by surprise mumbled in shock while others just looked upon the strange event with interest.
The hunt came to a sudden halt as Twilight found her path going towards the top of a small cliff. Twilight thought about teleporting down, but already the overuse of magic was starting to kick in. She could barely hold the platter of chocolate milk in her magical clutch right now. She turned around to find another way to escape, but found herself too late to do so as her pursuers had her surrounded.
“There’s no escaping, Twi! Just give up the chocolate milk, and let us drink in peace. You don’t even have to take a sip if you don’t wanna. Please? Can we just have a nice morning?” Applejack asked, almost pleading.
“Come on, Twilight. I didn’t even know you hated chocolate milk,” Spike said. “Let’s just go back and forget all about this.”
“I agree as well. I would like to get back to the store actually,” Mrs. Cake mentioned.
Twilight heavily breathed to gather the much-needed oxygen to her blood system, feeling as if she was almost choked to death. She definitely needed to have a run once in a while. Twilight felt definitely out of shape. But that didn’t mean she could still hold her hatred for chocolate milk. If not for herself, it was for her grandaunt Creamy Milk.
“I’m sorry, girls, Spike, but I’m not giving this up. I’m going to rid of this monstrosity if it is the last thing I do!”
“No Twilight! Don’t do it!” Pinkie sobbed out.
It was already too late, however, as Twilight tossed away the drinks off the side of the cliff, letting them fall to their inevitable end. Pinkie was about to dive for them, but Applejack pulled her back away from the cliff so she couldn’t hurt herself. Before another sound could be uttered, the sound of glass breaking was heard from below.
“No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!!” Pinkie wailed, breaking down into tears. “Life feels bad no-o-o-o-ow! Wa-a-ah!”
“Darn it. Well, it looks like I have to call the local guards now. You’ve gone completely loony,” Applejack muttered, turning away from Twilight to go down to the local guard station an—
Okay Rainbow, stop it right there.
“What is it, Twilight? Didn’t you like my story?” Rainbow asked, holding a manuscript that she was reading from.
Twilight stared at her for a little bit before reaching her hoof out for Rainbow’s story. Gingerly, the prismatic-maned mare passed it over to her.
“Well it was going good in the beginning for the most part,” Twilight explained. “Pacing was nice, and you’ve explained the characters’ relationship quite well and a bit subtly. But there is just a couple questions I have to ask. For one, why is this story about me and our friends?”
“Well I gotta start somewhere. What, can I not write about you guys?” Rainbow asked, looking slightly clueless about the process of writing a story.
“Well unless if you have permission to write an autobiography for them, or you’re on a team for a news report channel, I’m gonna have to say no. Original characters are needed for official, published works.”
“Oh… well what if I rename you guys into different characters? I can change their appearances and everything!”
“I… guess you can do that,” Twilight shrugged, “but I doubt you can make this into a fully fledged story without having the plot crashing down like a bridge of bricks that wasn’t cemented. No offense.”
“None taken, Twi.”
“Either way, I doubt anypony would accept this manuscript. Didn’t you say you were going to sell this as a play?”
“Yeah! I even got a promotional poster for it already!” Rainbow proudly declared, showing Twilight a picture of an angry Twilight in a crimson background, glaring down at a glass of chocolate milk.
“Hmm… that’s a good likeness of me, but like I said: I don’t believe anypony would want to produce it. It’s too… random.”
“Oh… guess I’ll just stick with my Daring Do fan fictions,” Rainbow mumbled.
“Hmm… well anyway, I believe my feedback alone won’t be enough though. Maybe you can publish this on a website for sharing stories,” Twilight suggested. “Just don’t use the same names. It’ll be kind of weird for my and our friends’ names to be on there. Can you promise me that?”
“Oh sure! You can count of me!” Rainbow promised.
Checking on everything, Rainbow submitted her story to the web and waited for a response. To her surprise, comments were popping up in the comment section underneath her story! Most of them mentioned how much of a laugh they had got from the story! With a victory clap, Rainbow shouted with joy.
“Awww yeah! I’m just rolling in attention now!”
Her joy was short-lived however as she scrolled down the webpage and read one of the comments. The user mentioned that she knew the characters in real life. With this surprise notification, Rainbow quickly double-checked the story.
“Oops!” Rainbow laughed out loud. “Forgot to change the names!”