Nightmare Night Party
By: Anonymule
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The chilly autumn wind blew softly as it shook red and orange leaves off the trees, creating piles upon piles of leaves for the foals to play in. The townsponies were out and about, enjoying the pleasant scenery around them. Nightmare Night decorations lined the houses on Manestreet in preparation for the annual Nightmare Night Party. Only one house was not covered in decorations for the upcoming event. The Carousel Boutique, home to Ponyville’s biggest diva, was bare, neither a ghost nor a foam tombstone could be found anywhere.
Rarity stepped out of the bare boutique, shivering slightly as a she was hit by the icy October wind. She stepped out into the cold, donning her Istalion made saddlebags, as she trotted carefully to her destination. Traveling across town to get to the library ran by her friend, she skillfully avoided the lingering puddles brought about by last night’s storm. She approached the library and let herself in, the bell above the door letting the library’s occupants know of her arrival. She walked into the foyer and stared around the room, noticing a lack of a certain purple unicorn and dragon.
“They must still be asleep.” Rarity murmured to herself, knowing very well how late the duo would sleep in after an all night study binge. She contemplated waking them up but decided against it, she would simply leave a note informing them of her returned book, and a warning about leaving their door unlocked while their sleeping . She placed her book down on the counter as she began to look for some parchment and a quill. Rarity perked her ears as she heard a soft rustling sound from behind her, she turned to see a pony with a shaggy grey mane and tattered clothing made out of burlap on her friend’s couch. Seeing the pony was asleep, she quietly tipped hoofed past them and walked into the kitchen.
‘This is exactly why I was going to warn them’. Rarity thought to herself as she got her weapon of choice, a rather fierce looking broom. She quietly sneaked back to the couch, the broom levitating beside her as she eyed the intruder. Lining up her swing, Rarity took aim at her sleeping opponent. The broom came down with a solid *THWACK* on the pony’s midsection, immediately waking the pony as it tried to defended itself.
“GET OUT!!! THIS IS NOT THE PLACE FOR YOU!!!” Rarity screeched at the top of her lungs as she got in a few good whacks in.
“Rarity? OW! Rarity STOP!” The bum on the coach hollered in a familiar voice.
“Twilight?” realizing that she was attacking her friend instead of a bum; she dropped the broom and smiled sheepishly at her friend.
“Honestly Rarity, what the hay was that for!” Twilight said as she rubbed her stinging side, that was no doubt bruised now.
Sitting down on her haunches, and rubbing one foreleg with the other. “I’m sorry darling. I thought you were a bum.”
“Why would there be a bum in my home?” Twilight looked incredulously at her friend/attacker.
“I came to return my book, and saw you dressed like a bum, and took the necessary precautions.”
“I’m not a bum! I’m the third Episcopal, a former member of the knights templar.” Twilight stated the obvious fact.
“Dear, if you dress like that to the party, everypony will assume you’re homeless.”
“Oh Yeah? Then what are you going as, a fashion model?” Twilight retorted angrily with her brows furrowed.
“I’m not going to the party dear.” Rarity flipped her mane with a hoof.
“You’re not?”
“No, Fluttershy and I are going to the Salt Lick on Clydesdale Street tonight.”
“You’re taking Fluttershy to a bar!” The purple mare’s hooves shot into air as she looked at her friend skeptically.
“Yes, you know she doesn’t do well with large crowds.” Rarity said as she got up on her hooves to leave.
“I know that, but how did you manage to get Fluttershy to agree to go with you to a bar?” The lilac mare shook her head.
“I know, I’ve been trying to get her to join me for years.However, last Nightmare Night’s surprise visit from Princess Luna finally convinced her.” Rarity replied with an airy laugh, as she headed to the door.
Twilight was contemplating what she had just been told. Rarity was taking arguably, the most shy, soft-spoken mare to a place with enough booze to give the Royal Sisters a hangover. She wished she could be a fly on the wall to see that, however she had a party to attend; a party that she would have to correct ponies constantly all night on her costume, just like last year. She would probably wake up with a headache, just like last year. It also didn’t help that her costume was incredibly itchy. Perhaps she should go with Rarity and Fluttershy to the bar, at least there she could enjoy getting a headache. Quickly throwing the costume on the couch, she ran after her friend.
“Rarity wait! I wanna go too!” Twilight called out to her friend in the middle of the street. ‘Spike will probably be fine by himself for a few hours.’ She thought to herself as she closed the distance between her and her friend.
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