//------------------------------// // Chapter 2: An Urgent Calling // Story: Party Animals // by Infini-Pony //------------------------------// Chapter 2: An Urgent Calling [Scene Transitions to the skies of Ponyville.] The clouds are beginning to clear the skies as the morning sun progresses in its daily climb up to the top of the Equestrian sky. “Well, looks like the sun is going to be doing my job today,” says Rainbow Dash as she closes her cloud-house’s door behind her. She yawns, stretching her front legs in the air and doing a couple of back twists before she commences with the morning chores. “Let the fun begin!” announces Rainbow Dash as she charges up her wings before launching into a complete nose dive into the air. “YEAH!” exclaims the female blue Pegasus as she rapidly descends through the air down toward the ground. “Nothing like adrenaline to get the day started,” thinks Rainbow Dash as she pulls up inches away from the ground, barely touching the blades of grass as the morning dew-drops lift off of the grass in a trail behind her as she pulls up off into the air again. “Alright,” says Rainbow Dash as she looks around the sky, seeking out any stray clouds wandering around in her designated sector (some Pegasus ponies were assigned specific sectors of the sky to take care of on normal days… Rainbow Dash was assigned the largest sector.) “Gotcha,” says Rainbow Dash as her eyes lock onto a group of clouds sneaking around in her sector. *SWOOSH!* A streak of rainbow follows Rainbow Dash as she speeds through the open air, her mane flowing as the wind brushes through and all around her body. She closes her eyes as she banks to the right and commences into a free dive through the sky. “There’s nothing better than a morning flight,” Rainbow Dash says as she turns around on her back during free fall. “Rainbow Dash!” The blue Pegasus turns to look over her shoulder to see who called her. “Hey Rainbow Dash!” Rainbow Dash stops in mid flight, only this time to look all around her for an all too familiar voice. “Boo!” Rainbow Dash jumps, turning to the origin of the voice right next to her only to see a pink pony with few dozen brightly colored balloons tied around her waist staring at her only a few inches away from her own face. “Pinkie Pie! Don’t do that!” shouts Rainbow Dash startled by the pink ponies blue eyes starting at her from a few inches from Rainbow Dashes muzzle. “Did I scare you?” teases Pinkie Pie as she gices Rainbow Dash a nudge in the arm with her hoof. “No. No you did not scare me one bit at all,” replies Rainbow Dash in the best attempt to convince Pinkie Pie as she turns away from the pink pony and folded her arms. “What in Equestria are you doing here? Can’t you see that I am busy?” “Oh, well Twilight- I mean Princess Twilight requested that I gather up you, Applejack, Rarity, and Fluttershy and get you guys to the Library ASAP,” explains Pinkie Pie as she looks up at the balloons holding her up several hundred feet in the air. “What for?” asks Rainbow Dash. “I don’t know, but all she told me, well what Spike told me was to get you guys so that she can tell you guys something, but if not all of you are there she can’t tell you, and if she can’t tell you guys we won’t know what she wanted to say, and if we don’t know what she wanted to say- “Pinkie,” says Rainbow Dash as calmly as she can. “-then we are all going to-” “PINKIE PIE!” shouts Rainbow Dash as she hovers in the air while her voice echoes all throughout the open sky. “Yes?” innocently whispers Pinkie Pie shrinking back away from Rainbow Dash into the balloons. “Did you find the others?” asks Rainbow Dash. “Nope, you are the first one I found,” replies the pink pony. “Okay then, let’s go and get the others,” says Rainbow Dash as she turns closing her wings and snapping her arms to her side with her legs shut tight, then suddenly drops straight down out of the sky towards the ground. Free falling then became 20% cooler. “Wait! Rainbow Dash!!” yells Pinkie Pie as the blue Pegasus grew smaller and smaller as she nears the ground. “RAINBOW DASH!!” shouts Pinkie Pie as she’s moving her legs as fast as she can, but is inevitably going nowhere. “Chocolate cotton ninny-muggins!!” exclaims Pinkie Pie as she starts nibbling at the balloon strings around her waist while she’s several hundred feet in the air. [Scene transitions to the Apple Families barn] *WHUMP!* Several apples drop from the apple tree as Applejack prepares for another trick. *WHUMP!* A dozen more apples fall from the tree as Applejack turns around to pick up the batch of apples from the ground. “Phew,” exhales the orange pony as she wipes the sweat off from her face looking around at all the wood buckets filled to the brim with delicious red apples. “An afternoon’s day’s work is almost finished,” sighs Applejack as she picks up an apple and tosses it into the bucket. “Twelve more apples to go,” thinks Applejack as she looks at the apples laying on the floor. “A-jay,” calls a deep voice from afar. Applejack looks around for the voice. “Big Mac?” calls out Applejack as she looks past all the trees surrounding her, “are you there?” asks Applejack. “Ee-yup, I’m right over here,” says the big red stallion as he walks up toward Applejack. “Oh there you are, what brings you up here?” asks Applejack as she wipes the sweat dripping down her face. “Go on down to the barn and take a rest, you’ve been working for quite a long time now,” says Big Mac as he chews on a stalk of wheat. “Well I’m almost done here,” says Applejack as she bends over to pick up some more apples. A sudden muscle pulls in her back leg along her thigh, sending look of pain across the orange pony’s face. “I thinks it’s best that you-” says Big Mac as Applejack looks at him with a tired face. “Oh alright, you win,” sighs Applejack as she slowly walks past her brother. As Applejack approaches the barn door she spots the mail pony with the daily delivery of mail approaching the Apple family’s property. “Might as well get that well I’m at it,” says a rather, tired Applejack as she limps up to the red mail box. Applejack winced as the muscle pulled in her thigh again, she then took a deep breath and sucked up the pain. “Might have pulled her somehow last night at the party,” thought the orange pony as she curved her hips and rest her lower back weight on her strong leg. The mail pony arrived a few minutes after Applejack arrived at the mail box. “Nothing much I reckon?” asked Applejack as the mail pony opened his saddle bag with his mouth. The mail pony was a rather slim, young looking stallion. Not much muscular, or much suiting to Applejacks standards of a good looking stallion should look like. “Just a sec,” replied the mail pony as he searched through the sorted mail inside his saddle bag, “ah, you do have some mail actually.” “For whom?” asked Applejack as she winced in agony as a sharp pain surged through her thigh up to her lower right flank muscle. “Let’s see, umm… there’s Granny Smith, Apple Bloom and Big Mac,” replied the mail pony. “Big Mac?” asked Applejack suddenly forgetting about the strained hind leg. “Yes,” answered the mail pony as he looked into the green eyes of the tired hard working mare. “Lemme see that,” muttered Applejack as she grabbed the mail from the mail pony’s saddle bag. “To Big Mac aka: Smoochie Poo,” read Applejack as her eyes moved from right to left as she read the writing on the front of the mail envelope. “From Mrs. Cheerilee aka: Pumpkin Pie,” A wry smile over comes Applejacks face as she sets off towards the Apple family barn. “Applajack!!” Applejack turns around to see Rainbow Dash speeding towards her over the ground at a daring altitude of 4ft. “Whoa nelly, what’s ridden your saddle?” asks Applejack as Rainbow Dash breaks several feet from her, sending dust from the dirt path into Applejacks’ face. “Sorry A-j,” says Rainbow Dash as Applejack coughs up some dust. “Twilight needs all of us at the library ASAP,” says Rainbow Dash as she stretches her wings. “What’s the matter? Why so sudden?” asks Applejack as she takes off her hat to dust it off. “I don’t know, Pinkie Pie just told me the same thing when she interrupted me when I was about to show a stray cloud who was boss,” replies Rainbow Dash as she gestures toward the sky. “Pinkie was flying?” says Applejack as she places her hat on her head. “She was tied to balloons,” states Rainbow Dash. “Anyway, come on or we’re going to be late!” “Where is Pinkie Pie now?” asks Applejack with a concerned tone to her question as she looks up into the sky. “I don’t know, she’s somewhere being Pinkie Pie I guess,” replies Rainbow Dash as she lifts off in the air hovering. “Okay, as long as she’s okay,” says Applejack as she walks out towards the front fence of the Apple family barn. “Why are you limping?” asks Rainbow Dash as she prods Applejacks back leg. “I must have strained it doing something last night at that party,” replies Applejack wincing in pain as she pulls her strained leg away from Rainbow Dashes prodding. “It doesn’t do this at this normal amount of daily work,” explains Applejack as she heads down the road towards Ponyville. A look of triumph overcomes Rainbow Dashes face as she realizes her athletic competition is now injured and now she no longer has any real competition. Noticing the boost of confidence in Rainbow Dash Applejack speaks, “Simmer down Sally, just cause I have a pulled muscle does not mean you can take advantage of the situation thinking that you are better and more athletic than me,” scolds Applejack. Rainbow Dash sniggers at the attempt to scold her. “Just you try and do what I was doing at the party last night,” challenges Applejack as she tosses her mane to the right side of her neck. “And just what were you doing at the party?” asks Rainbow Dash as she hovers over her rival. A sudden series of answers flows through Applejacks mind as she tries to think of a satisfying answer in attempt to put Rainbow Dash in her place. She then remembers the early morning when she woke up with Spike in bed. “I slept with some pony,” says Applejack looking up in the upper right corner of her eyes biting her lips. Rainbow Dash hovering over head did not see the obvious give away to Applejacks “half-lie” and ultimately fell for it. “With who?” asks Rainbow Dash with a tone of sudden interest in her voice landing on the floor in front of Applejack, stopping her in her path to look each other muzzle to muzzle. “I ain’t telling you nothing,” says Applejack as she walks around Rainbow Dash, pleased that she now has a hold on her over confident rival. Applejack is ahead Rainbow Dash several feet when Rainbow Dash searches for a way to stay at least even with her rival. “I could sleep with some pony too you know,” says Rainbow Dash in attempt to keep in step with her rival. Applejack stops and turns around with a sly smile on her face, squinting. “Prove it,” challenges Applejack with a sly smile on her face. “Anytime, anywhere,” replies Rainbow Dash as she spits on her right front hoof and sticks it out towards Applejack. “Deal,” answers Applejack while spitting on her right front hoof and meets Rainbow Dashes resulting in a no-matter-what agreement between the two best friends/competitors. In the back of Rainbow Dashes mind there was a little voice screaming at the top of it’s lungs- “WHAT HAVE YOU GOTTEN YOURSELF INTO?!” But she just shrugged it off further into the depths of her subconscious- inevitably bound to haunt her at least once again in the unforeseeable future. A pony’s word is a pony’s word, especially the pony with the element of loyalty. [Scene transitions to the streets of Ponyville.] The morning is beginning to mature as it progresses through the day, and eventually once again will be nighttime. The sun makes its’ long journey across the sky, shining brighter and stronger as each minute passes by. There are birds chirping, butterflies flying, bees buzzing, humming birds humming and all the sort of peaceful happenings happening in Ponyville as the citizens of the happy Pony town go about their business. At this time in the morning there are usually no ponies around the library, but since the recent news of Twilight becoming a princess, there have been a number of ponies gathered around the great library tree hoping for a chance to see her. Among all the hustle and bustle, there is already gossip about the wild party that was held at Sugar Cube Corner, but the few that did not attend do not know has happened because either the ones that did attend are either sleeping, hung over at their house, or at the local jail. In the awaking streets of Ponyville, Spike wandered around the streets moving about the Ponies going about their daily business and gossip, looking for Fluttershy high and low, deep and wide, close and far and any other possibility of strategic searching. “I better find Fluttershy fast,” thinks Spike as he searches through a bush on the side of the walkway. “Where would I be if I were Fluttershy?” asks Spike aloud while stroking his imaginary moustache. Spike could only come up with three solutions to where Fluttershy can be at this time of day; either she is at A: at the spa, B: at her cottage, or C: in the wild somewhere taming animals and caring for animals. Spike groans to himself as he thinks of all the walking that is ahead of him. “If I only had wings,” thinks Spike rubbing his back where there would be wings. “What kind of dragon am I?” Spike asks himself as he takes a detour down toward the Ponyville spa. [Scene transitions to the front of the Ponyville Spa building.] “O… pen,” sighs Spike reading the sign in the window of the building as he strains to reach the door lever. Bingo. Spike successfully pulls down the lever and the door gives a quick jerk and then swings softly open. Doing so, there was a strong fragrance of sweet feminine perfume and a relaxing atmospheric sensation that escaped into the outside air. Spike sighs as his tensed muscles begin to relax as he lazily walks into the open door like a moth to a flame. “Good morning and welcome to the Ponyville Spa!” greets a mare with a sky blue coat and a soft pink mane and tail. Her mane is held back at the top of her brow by a white bandanna. “Today we are having a special on messages,” adds a mare with a soft pink coat and a sky blue mane and tail who also had her mane held back at the top of her brow by a white bandanna. Both of the mares have a white band around their neck with the spa logo on it. “Ah, the Spa sisters- Lotus and Aloe,” thinks Spike to himself as Lotus smiles at him from behind the front desk and as Aloe walks up to the stricken dragon, slightly smiling and battering her eye lids. Spikes’ eyes widen as they taken in the beautiful sight of the rather gorgeous Aloe walking up to him. “Beautiful, kind, curvy…” Spike’s sentence trails off as his eyes follows Aloe’s lower back thigh up to her flank. Some blood from Spikes right nostril trickles out and stops on the outward curve of his upper lip. Spike realizing that his nose was bleeding gives a quick deep sniff while covering his nose with his right hand. “How may we assist you?” asks one of the sisters. Snapping out his aroused induced trance, Spike remembers what he came here for. “Yeah, uh… I was wondering if Fluttershy is here because I am looking for her to tell her an urgent message,” answers Spike as he gazes into the sisters’ blue eyes. “Yes, she is here this morning,” replies Aloe as she approaches the little dragon. “She is?” asks Spike excitedly, glad that his searching is over. Another wave of relaxing air gracefully flowed through the building, and a sense of security, relaxation and ease overcomes Spikes’ body and subconscious, relaxation and ease flows through Spikes’ mind and muscles. “She is,” answers Lotus as she looks at another pony customer that had just walked through the front door. [Lotus can be heard in the background greeting the customer from behind the reception desk] “Fluttershy is currently in the hot bath,” adds Aloe. “Okay then, thanks,” says Spike as he walks through the arch way supported by two large pillars- each elegantly decorated differently. One of the pillars has light purple stripes twisted around the pillar similar to that of a candy cane, and the other has light colored floral decorations around the pillar. At the top of both pillars is a golden colored bar wrapped around the top of the pillars before the rest branches off into an elegant arch connecting the pillars together. Spike pauses for a few seconds as he takes in the relaxing architectural interior structure along with the complementary decorations; plants, vases, a couple lamps hanging down in between each pillar along the interior perimeter of the building as well as a giant elegant chandelier decorated with graceful, clear crystals… so clear and magnificent that even the slightest hint of light that would hit the crystals will result in a magnificent array of colors produced from the reflecting particles of light streaming through the many, expensive crystals dangling on the chandelier. As Spike continues to admire the interior of the spa building, a cool breeze fills the giant, main circular spa room with several light, fruity fragrances that trickles up the dragons’ nostrils. “Fluttershy,” says Spike remembering why he was at the spa building as he walks into the middle of the circular room. To the right of Spike- along the walls are the mud baths; next are the individual soaking baths (each provided with a large, transportable/deployable yellow colored rectangular sheet of thin material with golden trim along the horizontal edges- a shield used for privacy for those ponies that do have standards), then last but not least is the hot bath. This hot bath is a rather giant solid, furnished and polished wooden circular tub resting on the marble floor of the spa building. There are some steps along the right side of the hot bath that bring the ponies (or whatever creatures’) feet level with the lip of the wooden tub so that entering the hot bath would be less strenuous than one trying to climb over the lip of the tub. On the left side of the tub there are no steps at all, just a plant in a vase near the edge of the elevated floor. The elevated floor nearly wraps around the whole perimeter of the hot tub, only leaving several feet of bare tub to be seen from the center of the spa building. Around the edge of the elevated floor are seven purple and white striped pillars (not much taller than that of a grown mare) - each with a lightly colored purple foggy glass barrier in between each of the pillars. To the left of the hot tub on the marble floor are six reclined light purple chairs (similar to that of beach chairs, only with pillows, cushion and lace) encircling the large tub. On each of the reclined chairs’ seats are white towels with royal purple trim and bath robes all folded neatly and elegantly arranged. In the background of the spa building there are cubbies here and there that are stocked with soaps, robes, towels, slippers, sponges, mirrors, etc. They are even supplied with the latest local and international juicy gossip magazines. “Spike?” The little dragon opens his eyes and looks at the lip of the giant wooden tub, and there is Fluttershy with her front two legs curved over the lip of the tub as she looks down at Spike from the tub. “There you are,” says Spike as he rubs the back of his head. “Is um… something wrong?” asks the timid Pegasus as she watches Spike walk up the steps on the side of the tub. “That’s a question a do not know,” replies the purple dragon as he places his hands on his knees, looking down at Fluttershy wadding through the warm water towards Spike. A look of worry overcomes Fluttershys’ face as she see’s Spike taking a breath in preparation a message to be said. “Twilight sent me on a quest to look for you because she is requesting you, Pinkie Pie, Applaejack, Rainbow Dash, and Rarity to come to the Library ASAP. Twilight received a rather important letter from Celestia, and she wants to tell you guys something. I do not know what she wants to say, or what the letter said… she didn’t even tell me what was in the letter.” Finishes Spike as he catches his breathe. “Oh my goodness… does it have to do with the party?” whispers Fluttershy as she gets colder to the lip of the tub. “I do not know,” answers Spike. “Is somepony in trouble with the law?” whimpers the yellow Pegasus as she sinks into the water. “I don’t know, and for Celestias’ sake let’s go to the library… everypony’s probably waiting for you,” says Spike as he splashes a couple drops of water on Fluttershys’ face, causing her to whimper and sneeze. “O-okay then,” says Fluttershy as she steps out of the wooden tub onto the elevated floor next to the lip of the tub. Fluttershy grasps a white towel in her mouth that was hung neatly on a hook and flings it over her back . “Um, Spike…” whispers Fluttershy. Spike is already halfway down the steps leading to the main floor when he stops and turns around to answer the yellow, timid Pegasus. “What’s the matter?” asks Spike as he walks back up to Fluttershy. “Um, can you dry my back and lower end for me? T-that is if you don’t mind.” Whispers Fluttershy as she looks down at the floor. “I slept wrong last night and my neck feels weird.” “Okay, I’ll do it,” answers Spike as he walks up to Fluttershy. Spike then places his hands (claws, paws, whatever they are called) on the towel and starts rubbing Fluttershys’ back. “Harder please… that is if you don’t mind,” whispers the yellow Pegasus as shesquints her right eye in delight of her back being rubbed. Spike readjusts his grip on the ponys’ back through the towel and begins to thoroughly rub Fluttershys’ back harder, faster, back and forth, side to side up and down. “L-lower,” gasps Fluttershy closing both her eyes and bighting her lower lip. Spike moves the towel down to her lower back nearing her hips. As he does so, Fluttershy gives a quiet moan and raises her hips. Spike hears the slight moan and feels the yellow Pegasus trembling in delight as he moves his hands lower down to her hips. He continues to rub her back hard and fast. “Faster.” Moans Fluttershy as she lifts her head up toward the ceiling, gasping for air. Spikes eyes widen as he sees Fluttershys’ blushing face turning to the side as she bights her lower lip. He quickens his pace in attempt to satisfy the yellow Pegasus’ pleasure. Spikes heart drops as he realizes that his hands are now on Fluttershys’ lower flank, near her inner thighs right next to her… Fluttershys’ tail rises as she whimpers from pleasure, unintentionally lifting the pure white towel, exposing all for Spike to see. A thick stream of red blood steadily flows from out of Spikes left nostril down to the top of his lip, down the side of his mouth and down his chin. “Spike, can you dry my back legs for me? That is if you don’t mind,” whispers Fluttershy with a complete innocent sounding voice as she spreads her back legs and her hips and tail. Upon seeing this, Spikes’ eyes roll upwards and his body sways forward, then back, forward again and then all the way backwards- his back landing on the floor causing a semi-loud thud. Spike lets out a sigh as he blinks a couple of times; a sloppy smile then overcomes his face as he stares lazily up into the ceiling of the Ponyville spa. “This is my most favorite place in Ponyville,” lazily thinks Spike to himself as another drip of blood leaks out his right nostril. [The surrounding noises become dimmer and more faint as Spike shuts his eyes. Fluttershys’ voice can be heard with a tone of concern in it,] “Spike? Spike? Oh my goodness,” [The surrounding noises then become indistinguishable as Spike tries to open his heavy eyelids as if fighting a heavy tranquilizer serum,] “Awe man, I totally forgot about Twilight and the others… pony feathers,” thinks Spike to himself as he gives in to his drowsiness. After a sigh of satisfaction, Spikes’ heavy eyelids then close shut as his body goes limp- relaxing from the tension stored in his little muscles. Then silence.