//------------------------------// // The Harmony of Fluttershy: The Dubious Logic // Story: Fluttershy's Dark Sky // by Misty Shadow //------------------------------// Part 3 (Part 2 of 2): The Dubious Logic “Twilight, you’re alive!” Rarity shouted in relief as Twilight flew towards her ominously. “Oh I’m awake and alive alright,” Twilight said as passionate as a burning pan in hot water as she landed just a few inches away from the cloud. “Now that I’ve seen death with my own eyes, I know what I believe inside!” “You...seem...different than from when I last saw you, Twilight,” Rarity said noticing Twilight’s unorthodox appearance and speech. “What happened to your nose?” “I got rid of it with a magic spell,” said Twilight as she finished her cupcake, “the ability to smell these incredible cupcakes that Fluttershy gave me was getting in the way of my studies. Speaking of which, where is that fragrant fragile foal?” “All tied up and locked in the basement,” Rarity said proudly. “You probably came here to rescue me from that despicable and pitiful Fluttershy’s clutches, but I’m sorry to say that your services are no longer needed. I took care of her myself before she could continue to hurt me more than she already had.” “You don’t say,” Twilight said as she gave a villainous grin looking down at Rarity’s thighs, “I had expected a little more from our fair fluttered friend. I was hoping she would’ve killed you and revived you by now, but I guess cleaning you up with that magic cleansing fluid I let her borrow is good enough for the time being.” “Umm...hope?” Rarity replied nervously. “V-very funny Twilight. Hope. I know you’d never hope for my discomfort or inconvenience.” “I beg to differ,” said Twilight in a tone indifferent from her previous one, “if your inconvenience known as being dead for a few seconds plays a part in my quest to change the world, then I would most definitely hope for it.” “Oh Celestia no, a total relapse!” Rarity yelled as she backed up against the door. “It’s nothing personal, Rarity,” Twilight said as she walked towards the cowering unicorn, “I was just expecting Fluttershy to have done what she was supposed to do by now, but she has failed. I will congratulate you though on being the only pony in this town besides Celestia and Luna that I haven’t killed and resurrected at least once.” “Excuse me, good ma’am, but I did just so happen to mishear that last bit?” Rarity asked. “Ha ha ha, do you think that the words of the God of Equestria can be misinterpreted or misconstrued?” the dogmatic Twilight barked like a stoic blue jay in a tree. “With my divine powers, I was able to terminate every pony civilian in Equestria excluding you in an instant and then bring them back to life as if nothing happened! Once I had done that, I announced my sovereign rule over Equestria as an omnipotent deity!” “What?!” Rarity shouted in incredulity. “You mean that...you’re a God now?!” “No, really?” Twilight said sarcastically. “Of course I am! I’m the Light Lord! The one whom uses the dark powers of the limpid night sky to conquer the powers of the heavenly light! That’s how I got my name, Twi-LIGHT Sparkle, I’m the darkness that sparkles in the light and purifies the black hearts of ponies!” “Wait,” Rarity said to the dark ruler, “I thought Celestia was the courier of all light in Equestria. Is she really okay with you taking over her spot as the goddess of the nation? ”Do you really think I would do something this drastic without confirming it with my mentor first, Rarity?” Twilight said as she took out a piece of paper using magic. “Since I died and became an immortal after my encounter with Fluttershy, things changed for me. After that experience, my thought process was drastically altered, and my magical powers became far more potent, potent enough to change the world as I knew it.” “Th-that’s the same type of document that Fluttershy had!” Rarity said in response, having recognized the paper from earlier. “So she told you,” Twilight replied with a smirk. “Then I’m sure you already know that this document permits me to do whatever I please as long as I’m present in this mortal world. Being Celestia’s prodigy, it wasn’t too hard to get a certificate of my own, and I was able to become part of her autocratic gang. As part of the gang, I became Celestia as well, and showed her my plans for bringing a new kind of justice to the world and purifying it of all its disgusting filth! To do that, I killed every pony in this Celestia-forsaken town with my magic, and restored them all to life instantaneously. And because I am technically Celestia, Celestia can not argue with me, because she would be arguing with herself.” “Hold on, Twilight,” the sweet-heart Rarity rebutted, “isn’t that kind of...mean?” “Mean?!” Twilight yelled in a spicy tone. “It’s not being mean, it’s being nice! I used my powers over nature to forever change the thought process of every pony in this town! They are all loyal subjects of me, and they now view me as an all-loving deity for killing them and annihilating their mortality!” “You can’t possibly mean...” Rarity responded. “Yes, Rarity!” Twilight yelled as her eyes lit up in a foreboding manner. “Every pony except for you was given their very own phoenix feather, and made part of Celestia’s oligarchic autocracy! Now everyone is Celestia! And Celestia shall never die, for every pony is now immortal!” “So...I’m the only mortal pony in this entire universe now?” Rarity replied, feeling left out. “I’ve never felt like such a minority in my entire life...” “That’s why I came here,” Twilight explained, “to catch you up on what you missed, and then to take care of you myself. I can’t afford to have my flawless plan fail because of a simple mistake. Sorry Rarity, but you will have to die.” Twilight used her magic to pull a black handgun out from her garb. “What is that thing?!” Rarity said as Twilight grabbed her by the neck and pointed the gun at her head. “Nyah hah hah, the future is bulletproof, Rarity!” Twilight taunted like a cat trapped in a fish bowl. “Unfortunately, I can’t say the same for you right now or any of the noise-making killjoys who may have problems with how Celestia runs the government. Mortality may be a thing of the past, but death shall live on this world as a solitary reminder of what a joke life is!” “Twilight, no!” Rarity pleaded. “I’ll give in to your madness or whatever it is you want me to give in to, but you don’t have to kill me over this insanity!” “Sorry Rarity,” an unphased Twilight replied, “but in order for the new world to prosper, mortality must become obsolete! You are still a mortal, but once you have experienced death, you will have no choice to submit to Celestia!” “NNNNNOOOOO!!!” Rarity shrieked, knowing that a terrible fate of submitting to Celestia awaited her. “So long and good night!” Twilight bellowed as she pulled the trigger in a homicidal manner. The sound of the gunshot deafened Rarity’s ears, but when she opened her eyes, nothing had happened to her. “Just kidding,” Twilight said with a smile as she had only shot Fluttershy’s door. “That ought to fluster that fluttering fool.” “Wait-w-what?” Rarity said in confusion. “You’re not going to kill me?” “I have no need to,” Twilight said as confident as Rainbow Dash honking her horn on a boat set on a course for the moon, “because you’re going to die soon anyways.” “How?” Rarity asked in a timorous voice. “I took care of Fluttershy...” “HA HA HA!” Twilight cackled. “Have you not realized that we’re not the only thing impeding your quest for freedom? You’re the only mortal pony on this entire planet now! Do you honestly think you’ll survive in the immortal realm I’ve created? Death is no longer a threat to the ponies of this universe, and everypony ascends the law! Sooner or later, you’re bound to be ripped to shreds and become another cog in their anarchic lives!” “I never imagined a world without death to be so uncivilized...” Rarity remarked. “Because there’s no need to be!” Twilight proclaimed. “Think about it, without the shadow of death looming over the world, there’s no need for fear, no need for hardship and struggle, no need for order! I can finally drag the ponies out of the legendary mud they love to roll around in, and revolutionize their culture! I will change the way they see food, sex, and music for the rest of time!” “Food, sex, and music?” a puzzled Rarity said. “What about fashion?” “Who cares about fashion?” Twilight said, tossing Rarity’s question into the fray. “Angels of neon and leather bring me no joy! I only care about food, sex, and music, the three greatest comforts of immortal life! Instead of baked goods made from sugar, we will eat baked goods made from our own flesh and blood! Instead of other ponies, we will make sweet love to rocks and stone statues! Instead of-” “HOLD IT!” Rarity interrupted. “Did you just say-eating flesh?! MAKING LOVE TO STONE STATUES?!” “Of course!” Twilight responded energetically. “Pony flesh is one tantalizing treat, especially when you have a professional baker like Pinkie Pie make it into her cupcakes, and an adept apple cider maker like Applejack make blood into her tasty apple beverages! Don’t you think it’s lovely?” “NO IT IS NOT!” Rarity objected. “Why would you cannibalize off your fellow peers flesh and blood? That is so barbaric and unhealthy! And how can you “make love” to a ROCK of all things?!” “Don’t speak before you know all the facts, Rarity,” Twilight replied in a smug tone. “Substituting pony flesh for sugar in recipes has drastically reduced the rate of diabetes. Also, it has been proven by my mystical science that having sex with rocks and other stone-related objects is much safer than having sex with ponies, because the rate of STDs has also gone down since the new revolution.” “BUT WHY WOULD YOU HAVE SEX WITH STONES?!” the critical Rarity shouted like a kitten with a sense of nostalgia. “IT MAKES NO SENSE! I’m trying, I honestly am trying to understand what’s going on here, but you JUST DON’T ADD UP!” “I don’t have to,” Twilight said as she stuck her tongue out, “as the all-powerful and majestic magistrate that I am, I don’t need to have the universe founded on logic! I will do whatever I can to surpass the great wizard Star-Swirl the Bearded and the preceding rulers of Equestria, even if it means abusing my powers to defy the laws of the nature! In short, you don’t understand it because you’re not supposed to!” “No...” Rarity said as she fell to her knees. “You-you’re insane Twilight...” “OF COURSE!” Twilight yelled with a crazy look in her eyes as she opened up her robe and bats flew out of it. “Ask her what it means! Ask her what it means!” the bats taunted as they flew around the confused unicorn’s head. “If you can’t live in my nonsensical world Rarity, there’s always another option!” Twilight said as the bats disappeared. “Is there any other option aside from death?” Rarity said sorrowfully. “Hmm, not really,” Twilight replied apathetic of Rarity’s suffering, “but there is a particular course of action involving death that may intrigue you.” Twilight pulled out another gun from her robe, this one being golden yellow and having a rainbow colored heart on the handle. “You didn’t think I wouldn’t have a way to kill an immortal in my irrational world devoid of death, would you?” the adorkable Twilight said, basking in her irrational reasoning. “This gun isn’t like the one I used in our little act. Instead of shooting bullets, it fires a rainbow that instantly turns its designated target’s body to stone, and banishes its spirit to the sun. However, it is also a holy weapon that I crafted from the Elements of Harmony, so it will not harm anypony who is pure of heart. I think you know where I’m going with this.” “You mean...there’s another way out of this?” Rarity replied as her eyes lit up and she got up on her feet. “No, I made it pretty obvious earlier that you’re rather stuck,” Twilight mocked. “I’m just giving you a chance to go out in a blaze of glory. If you want to die like the “venerable gentlemare” you are, your only hope would be to kill Fluttershy and then kill yourself.” “But I don’t know if I can do that...” Rarity said as sweat trickled down her face. “Die and live in an eternal world plagued with death, cannibalism and awkward love interests, or die with a former friend and go to the sun? This is the hardest decision I’ve had to make since I had to choose between being sweet or elite!” “Heh heh heh...” Twilight snickered. “From seeing how shocked you were when I told you about the kind of sexual pleasure we immortals indulge in, I can assume you interrupted Fluttershy’s so-called “torture” midway didn’t you? And you also interrupted me before I could explain what kind of contemporary music we immortals love to listen to. If you have the valor to go back in Fluttershy’s house and survive the rest of her unorthodox torture methods, I can guarantee that you will have more than enough information to make up your mind.” “Wait, why can’t you just tell me?” a frantic Rarity asked. “I don’t want to go back in that house! What if she makes me eat more pizza?” “Some things in life just have to be experienced to be believed, Rarity,” Twilight said as she handed Rarity the gun. “True,” Rarity agreed as an idea was formulated in her mind, “there’s just one thing you’re forgetting Twilight. What the Discord is that?!” “What? Discord’s here, where?” the intelligent deity said as she looked behind her. “Ha ha ha, you fell for it you naive nitwit!” Rarity said in a demeaning tone as she pointed the gun at Twilight and fired it. A rainbow passed over Twilight, but to her shock, Twilight was not turned to stone. “What are you babbling about Rarity, Discord isn’t here!” the undeterred Twilight said as she turned back around. “Put that gun away for now! Celestia says you should always keep your glock in your front pocket as a surprise, it’s more subtle that way!” “You’re still standing...” said the disbelieving Rarity. “So you’re...pure of heart?!” “Uh, yeah,” Twilight replied, “I’m the ruler of all the chaos and entropy in Equestria, and the one who surpassed the corrupt overlords, Nightmare Moon and Discord in terms of nefariousness! Hello.” “You pure, pure-hearted scumbag.” Rarity remarked. “Thank you,” Twilight said in a facetious tone. “I think it’s about time I left. Have fun Rarity, because you’re going to be meeting my father soon. Don’t forget that there’s always another way out though. This way.” Twilight expanded the deadly lightning-producing cloud in the air and used it to surround the entire house as she got on her broomstick. “Wait!” Rarity cried out. “Twilight, wh-what’s happened to you and the others? You’re not acting like yourselves at all! Why are you doing all this?” “There’s no real reason, it’s just a thing we like to do,” Twilight said as she gave Rarity yet another discomforting smirk. “What is a pony, Rarity? A miserable little pile of flesh and secrets with a conscience! We are all just meat, meat that even in death, loves to kill itself with the weapons I’ve given it. All your lives are belongings of Celestia. And whatever you do can’t change the fact that you are on the way to destruction, so you better get ready to die!” The speechless Rarity fell to her knees again. “MAH MAH NYAH NYAH NYAH NYAH NYAH!” the crazy Twilight taunted like a mutated crow in a dark castle as she flew away on her broom through the opening in the sky above Rarity. “Don’t ever try to run from your fate, Rarity! You have no chance to survive, so make the most of what’s left of your time! And if you can’t face your fears, then you may as well just let your world explode!” “What to do, what to do?” Rarity thought to herself. “Let Fluttershy kill me and become an immortal being living in Twilight’s messed up world of nonsense, or kill Fluttershy and just end it all? I...I need to know...I need to get that deranged incarnation of diffidence to tell me more about the pop culture of this new world. She’s pure evil, if she won’t talk, then I should be able to use this to make her talk...” Rarity levitated the gun with her horn, opened the door behind her, and walked back into Fluttershy’s house. She immediately began to feel an unnerving tickle down her fashionable spine as she heard some unsettling moaning. “That gunshot must’ve woken her up,” Rarity said as she carefully descended into the basement, “but as long as she’s tied up, she shouldn’t have been able to...” Rarity paused and quivered in fear when she saw that Fluttershy wasn’t there, and the ropes that she had used to constrict her were now severed and lying on the floor. “What?! How did she escape?!” Rarity screamed. “My knot tying was simply immaculate!” “WHERE ARE YOU?!” Rarity shouted as she ran back up the stairs in terror and distress. “Duh huh huh,” said a familiar voice, “so you’re back Rarity...I’m right here in the bedroom...” Rarity raced to Fluttershy’s second floor bedroom as her heart raced. She barged into the room and gasped at the atrocious atrocities being committed in that room. For... Fluttershy was in there having sex with Discord! ...Or at least caressing his stone body with her thighs while wearing her gray sweatpants on her bed. “Fluttershy, NNNNNOOOOO!!!” Rarity cried as she wept. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!” “Oh hello, Rarity,” Fluttershy said as she put her solid snake on Discord’s lower plane, “Excuse me, but can you please leave me alone for a few minutes. This ritual is preferably done in private.” “You ludicrous snoop!” Rarity berated. “Get your zig off that stoner’s base this instant!” “But I can’t,” said Fluttershy, apparently still experiencing head trauma from Rarity’s blow, “it’s a sacred ritual. And besides, there’s only two rituals left after this!” “Fluttershy, you know what you’re doing is wrong!” Rarity bellowed as Fluttershy continued to ace Discord’s great justice. “Take your zig off of his base now!” “But Celestia gave this statue to me as a gift package because she had too much junk in her limousine trunk, his base technically belongs to me,” Fluttershy informed. “The last time it was ever rumored to have been used was by a celestial being seventeen years ago at the dawn of a twilight’s evening.” “You...don’t even remember who that stoner is?!” Rarity said in bewilderment. “He was the hippy who tried to conquer Equestria with his new-age ideals and dance moves! He’s no better than Tom!” “Really?” Fluttershy replied in a daze. “He’s pretty quiet around me.” “The symmetry...has died...” Rarity said as she fainted from the inability to handle this most bizarre and illogical scenario and collapsed on the floor once again. “What’s wrong this time, Rarity?” Fluttershy asked as she had finished using her pen to fill out Discord’s tax forms. Fluttershy grabbed Rarity’s hind legs and dragged her downstairs to the living room, unaware that there was too much wrong with Rarity’s world now. Chapter End Notes: A Few Enigmatic Words from the Dragon of the Cloudy Mist Concerning This Chapter For all of you who have been reading all of the chapters up to this point, let me tell you congratulations for lasting this far in this story of a dark sky. You are only midway through this tale, yet you have already experienced an unbelievable amount of weirdness and antilogic. No one would fault you if you are feeling confused at the moment, so to avert your feelings of obfuscation, I will give you a clue about how the characters in this story have lost sight of themselves. If you want to learn, you must think cupcakes. Right now, the dark sky is trying to muddle the situation with cupcakes, and you are a doomed soul unless you’ve learned this... CUPCAKES WILL NEVER HURT YOU. The cupcakes are a trap, and an illusion devised by the Dark Sky! Do not fear what will happen to you, for even death and the most grotesque and gruesome of torture will not compare to what the Dark Sky has prepared for the weak of spirit. Now go ahead dauntlessly, and may your progress be rapid! And remember... DO NOT FEAR WHAT IS DISTORTED, FEAR WHAT WILL DISTORT YOU.