//------------------------------// // CMC catastrophe // Story: The Psychopath // by The Psychopath //------------------------------// The new prankster group went to Ponyville. Psycho stopped them and peeked around the corner of a house , his tongue sticking out.He was looking for something. "Ummm, mister , what's yer name?" asked Applebloom. She still wasn't sure if this was a good idea. "I never said it. It be Psycho me bonnie lass." "Well mine's Applebloom." Psycho pulled his head back. He had a concerened look , but started to chuckle again. "Say , your sister wouldn't be Applejack , would it?" "Yeah! How did you....why're ya smilin' like that? Wait...yer the one who...?" Psycho nodded slowly. "So THAT'S why she looked like Rarity!" "What are you talking about?" asked Sweetie Belle. "Well, ya remember yesterday?" "Yeah." "When ah went back home, Granny Smith was tryin' some old family stuff on Applejack. She had apple cream and juice ALL OVER her. And the best part , she looked like Rarity." "What's so bad about that?" Sweetie Belle seemed slightly annoyed that her sister could be considered a bad thing. "Nothin'! It's just that she doesn't like lookin' all fancy is all." "Oh yeah, I forgot." Sweetie Belle turned towards Psycho , who had returned prowling around the corner of the building. "Well , mine's Sweetie Belle." "Rarity's sister?" "You know her?" "Where do ya think I got this?*sobbing* It was hard to stand STILL!*rage*" "And I'm Scootaloo. Rainbow Dash's number one fan!" "Rainbow Dash? I didn't prank her properly yet. OOOO! Let's start with her." "With who?" asked Applebloom. Psycho was pointing at a tiny marketing stall. A brownish pony with a curled, orange mane was selling medicinal plants. Quite a few ponies had bought her wares. "Meddy?" "Meddy? Sounds.....electric.Mmmmm. I GOT IT! Now watch how the most classic of pranks is upped a notch. Why not stay here and observe meh?" Psycho went to the stall as the three fillies stood around the corner. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo were standing on Apple Bloom.As Psycho went towards the lady , he adorned a very serious look on his face. He approached the stall and took a gander at the plants and other concoctions. "Well m'am, I must say, your stock is quite over expectations. They look better then normal plants." "Why thank you." "Let's shake our hooves on a job well done!" "Shake?" "It'll help destress you." "Hmmm." Meddy was weirded out by the stallion's eyes, but decided to "shake" on it. Psycho's smile returned evilly a second before the hooves met. Thunder was heard and Meddy was in awkward shape. She was smoking , her mane was sticking upright, and she was cross-eyed now.She shook her head and gave a short chuckle. "Haha! That's a classic. Using a shock-button on your hoof." Psycho looked confused and tilted his head. "Shock-button? I was directing the lightning bolts at you." Psycho reached out and touched Meddy again, another lightning bolt hit her directly. "What's wrong with you?!" "TOUCH!" *boom* "AAAAHHH!" "MAHAHAHA!" Psycho started chasing Meddy and was popping up nearly everywhere. He quickly dissappeared , considering this boring already. He reappeared right behind the three fillies. "And that's a classic upgrade." "That looked dangerous, even for me." Scootaloo was worried. "Well , if you can't take that , we could do some simpler things. Let's go to the bakery." "What're we gonna do there?" "I don't know. This will be your turn to prank." As Psycho walked towards the bakery, everypony ran away from him. His creep smile was scaring everypony. They went inside the bakery. Strangely , there was nopony there. Perfect. thought Psycho. They all went in the kitchen. "So? What now?" asked Sweetie Belle. "What do you mean "what now?" Psycho jumped on the ceiling. "There are plenty of things to make pranks in here, try it yourself. Psycho was now sitting on the roof while the three fillies started rummaging around. They obviously didn't think of the consequences that could arise. "Hey, what if ah switch the salt with the sugar?" proposed Applebloom, proud of her idea. Psycho rejected the idea. "Nononononono. Too overused and boring. At most , it'll just bother them slightly." "What if I replace the cherry and strawberry juices with hot sauce?" proposed Sweetie Belle this time. "That's a good start." Scootaloo had the best idea of the group. "What if I put baking powder in the flour bags?" "Baking powder?!" yelled Psycho , before crashing into the floor. "PEFECT! Fill ALL the flour bags with baking powder!" he reached into his hat and pulled out several vials and small boxes with the powder. They all got to work , filling the bags with the powder and mixing them up. Something white in the essential ingrediants would be sure to hop the next baking project to the moon. They all ran back out,giggling. "Now what happens?" asked Applebloom , who was eagerly awaiting the result. "Now we perform other pranks and wait until this one happens." "Whaddya mean?" "Certain pranks must be planned in advance. For example , look at that greeny green pony there. HEY! Watch out for that string there!" The pony looked down and avoided it , but barely avoided an obvious hole right in front of it. She motioned a "nice try" with her hooves before being sandwiched by what looked like giant sponges covered in white powder.Once they went down , the Mare wobbled around and fell into the hole. She bounced out yelling , she was on fire. "HAHAHA!" "Oh no , we have to help her!" yelled Sweetie Belle, but the CMC were stopped by Psycho's head. He had tipped it over to the ground. "It's called psyche dust. It takes on the form of any element it touches , but never harms anything around , because it's just an appearance. Hmmmhahaha!" "Wow. You're really good!" said Scooaloo. "I say, shall we now partake in this illustrious day by performing a bit of old dandies here and there?" "What?" asked the three fillies. Psycho sighed. "Let's have fun by pranking ponies today." "Oh. Okay." "GREAT!" And so the catastrophe started. Several "harmless pranks began , but as time went by , Ponyville started to feel the full extent of Psycho's potential and that of the three fillies following him. They started to tire as Psycho was placing a trap spring underneath a bunch of garbage. It would splatter the passer-bys. "Psycho , we're tired. Can we go home? I don't think this'll give us our cutie marks." whined Scootaloo. "I never said you were forced to stay with me." A Unicorn in golden armor appeared over ponyville. He was being pulled by two pegasi. It was Bullseye. He came for the party he was invited to by Pinkie Pie precisely on his resting day. After getting off the platform, he saluted the pegasi , who saluted him back. They flew away soon after. "Oh hey! It's Bullseye!" yelled Applebloom. "Who?" "He's a pony that was friends with...uhhh...Applejack." Psycho raised an eyebrow. That little filly was hiding something. As he set the final calibrations to the trap. The thing immediately set off , catching even Psycho by surprise. Three ponies were covered in filth. "Already? I'm better than I think. Durr." "Well , I'm gonna go say hi. You comin' girls?" "Of course!" the other two yelled. A party? Then that means they'll be making cake. Hmmhaha! Let's go watch! Psycho started hopping in his typical way towards the bakery. Pinkie had the party organized there. There were lot's of ponies participating and Bullseye liked it. Thankfully, Applejack managed to remove the make-up prank that Psycho performed on her, and didn't have to hide her face. As Pinkie and the cakes prepared the dough necessary for the diverse desserts they were making , Psycho sat in a tree and was looking through binoculars. This'll be swelling my jokes to blasting proportions.He thought.Then the real fun begins.