//------------------------------// // You cannot be mad at laughter. // Story: And I quote! // by Karrakaz //------------------------------// Author: Karrakaz Quotation: "You cannot be mad at somebody who makes you laugh – it's as simple as that." ~ Jay Leno Luna walked into the room. "Greetings sister, hello Twilight Sparkle." she nodded at both mares in turn as she walked over to the empty lounge bed that stood to the left of the ones the monarch of the sun and her student were occupying. Then just as she was about to lay down the lounge suddenly vanished, causing her to hit the floor with an audible * thump * instead. Luna looked around, bewildered. "What just happened?" she asked the other mares. Celestia looked as confused as she felt, but Twilight... Twilight could barely contain her laughter "I think it's Rarity!" she snickered, "She..." the unicorns face contorted "she...!" she was beginning to have trouble containing her mirth. "She.. sometimes..." Finally the dam burst and twilight rolled off of her chaise lounge and onto the spa floor in laughter, there was a lot more air coming out of the mare than there was going in, and for a moment luna wondered what color the purple unicorn would turn if she didn't get enough oxygen, the moment she had this thought she suddenly felt like laughing herself. "She sometimes summons a chaise lounge out of nowhere when she's upset!" the unicorn managed to squeeze out in between wheezes and cackles. "I guess... I guess this is where it comes from!" Unlike Luna's mundane thoughts, Celestia was wondering about affairs of a more arcane nature. She wondered if her student was using some hereto unknown magic to spread her mirth, as she found herself hard pressed to refrain from laughing, and even Luna who had been looking at the unicorn indignantly just moments before was now rolling on the floor, tears of laughter pouring out of her eyes. The sun goddess decided that maybe laughing wouldn't be such a bad thing and let go of her thousand years of practiced restraint, quickly dissolving in a puddle of glee herself. Nearby on the floor, Luna was now having serious trouble juggling breathing and laughing. She briefly wondered what color she would turn if she didn't get enough air, but the thought was fleeting, the joy of laughing like she hadn't done in over a thousand years washing away any attempt at thought, rational or otherwise. Meanwhile in another part of town a white unicorn mare had thrown herself onto a freshly summoned chaise lounge and wailed. "This is the. Worst. Possible. THING." she cried out, dramatically lifting a hoof to her face. A few feet away from her, an orange earth pony was doing the same, that is to say, she was busy acquainting her face with her left hoof. "For the last time Rarity, Ah don't want anything to do with all that frou-frou makeover nonsense!" The farmer told her friend hotly. The surprisingly real looking tears of the bawling unicorn lasted for a few more moments before she got up, dismissed the chaise lounge, sending it back to where it belonged and sighed. "Oh very well then." she said, her eyes suddenly very much dry. She clasped her hooves in front of her. "Ideaaaaaaa!" Applejack backed away from her dressmaker/drama queen friend. "Ah know Ah'm going to regret this but, what's your idea?" she inquired carefully, her left hoof already snaking its way upwards. "We'll go get you something to eat at sugarcube corner while I ask Pinkie Pie if she can model for me!" the designer exclaimed. The farmer's left hoof and her face had their first falling out, her face lighting up with an honest smile. "Ah have to say that's a great idea, Ah'm starvin'" The designer and the farmer made their way towards sugarcube corner, but before they came within spitting distance of the bakery they were bowled over by a pink missile. "Oh my gosh Rarity! Applejack! I'm so glad you're there!" the missile exclaimed managing to fit all her speech within a one second time frame. "You have to help me save Twilight! Somepony is torturing her!" Both mares looked at Pinkie Pie, the unicorn was thoroughly confused, and the orange pony looked at the pink one with a complete deadpan face, her left hoof and her face were exchanging apologies. "Pinkie dear? Twilight is with the princesses on a relaxing spa day, do you really think anypony is powerful enough to beat those three?" Rarity asked, attempting to reason with the party pony. Applejack just shook her head "Listen to yerself, ya don't even know she's bein' tortured Pinkie!" Pinkie Pie ignored both of them "Just listen!" she hissed. All three of them fell completely silent listening intently. And while it seemed incredibly unlikely, even from this distance they could hear chocked laughter coming from the direction of the spa. "That hardly sounds like torture Pinkie dear." Rarity told the pink mare who was still pinning her to the ground "Ah'll say, sounds to me like she's havin' the time of her life" Applejack said for once agreeing with her designer friend. "No! Don't you see? It's the worst kind of torture! They're tickling her with feathers!" Pinkie exclaimed naked fear apparent in her eyes as she shivered from head to tail. Applejack's left hoof and face were becoming fast friends by this point, as her right hoof wondered why it hadn't been invited. She couldn't get mad though, Pinkie's antics always made her smile.