It is early morning in the park, Sweetie putting her make up and clothing on, afixing her beret to her head and lays back on the bench. Enjoying the feel of the sun on her, the soft breeze carressing her form. so peace fu-"OOGA BOOGA BOOGA!!!!"
"...............!" Sweetie screams silently, jumping in fright
Behind the bench is a giant green mask with a long bruise-colored nose and mis-matched eyes "My ears must be going because I didn't hear anything" the mask says, when Lyra walks out from behind it
Sweetie writes on a note pad and hoofs it to Lyra
What the buck was that for?!
"Sorry Sweets, I wanted to try something I saw once. Of course you aren't a little purple dog..." Lyra blushes and chuckles to herself
Sweetie trots over to the mare and motions with her hoof to get to the point
"Well, aren't we eager to learn?" Lyra opens the bag which holds the braces when Sweetie hoofs another note
I don't need them, I can stand on two legs by myself
Lyra smirks "Okay then, prove yourself young ponywan"
Sweetie just shrugs off her mentor's strange comment as one-of those-things-about-her-she-will-never-understand and kicks off the ground, standing a hight of about 6 feet (Being four foot eight on all fours)
"Wow, and I see that your pants are longer. Couldn't bear the draft?" Lyra smiles knowingly as Sweetie blushes
"Now, I brought someone who is a professional mime" Lyra nods to somepony behind the mask
Out trots Ditzy Doo, in similar attire but with lipstick. She stands on two legs and pulls herself over to them by some unseen rope
What is she doing?
"Pantomiming. And now she's-URK!" Ditzy moves as if lassoing Lyra with the rope, the unicorn's arms and chest seeming to actually be pressed by the imaginary rope "Put me down!" Lyra yells as Ditzy takes off, pulling lyra up
Once they reach the clouds, Ditzy starts to spin Lyra over her head "STOP-SPIN-NING-ME! I'M- GET-TING-SICK!" Lyra yells, turning greener
Ditzy throws the spinning mare towards the middle of town, smiling and wiping her hooves clean of dust as she decends
Sweetie holds up her notepad with a giant question mark as Lyra lands, a small cloud of dust kicked up by her impact with the ground
The pegasus mare lands with grace, motioning for Sweetie to come closer
Sweetie nods and trots towards the mare
When her face bumps into an invisible wall
Ditzy puts a hoof up and turns it in the air, the sound of a lock clicking and she trots through the space, kicking an invisible door closed
Sweetie holds up her question mark note
The mare silently chuckles and shrugs, holding up a sign
Simple, I made a door. I thought you wanted to learn caulro-jutsu; the art of the battle clown
Sweetie cocks her head and Ditzy turns her sign around
The ancient art of the battle clown. Famous examples: SHINOBIMON, Crown clown, and Charlie chaplain
Sweetie shrugs and the sign is turned once more*
Basically, I can teach you to be a battle mime with the ability to create invisible objects so long as you don't question my methods
The mail mare seems to look a bit bored and leans against an invisible wall
Sweetie nods slowly, mostly out of curiosity
Ditzy claps her hooves and motions for her to stand
Sweetie throws her head back and stands up, her head only just reaching the older mare's shoulders
Ditzy motions for Sweetie to mimic her every move
She raises one hoof and makes a turning motion, the sound of a knob turning echoing through the empty park
Sweetie does the same but with no sound
You need to visualize the door in front of you
Sweetie focuses and feels a knob appear in her hoof. Opening one eye, she sees a small door like the one that leads to the hot water heater and sweetie's hiding place for food, games, Playcolt magazines (Removed from Rarity's bed), Playmare magazines (Also from said bed), candy, fanfiction drafts, complete Oxenford dictionary set bought from yardsales, electric generator that runs on adorable, AC unit, lava lamp, fuzzy chair, blankets, comic books, camera and film (including black room) radio, mini-fridge, doodles, pet giant moth named Fluffy the bringer of darkness, several jars of bits, and other necessities
She figured out how to make something smaller on the outside
She pushes the door open and the sound of a door opening meets her efforts
The mare next to her taps the stunned filly back to reality
Next, rope gags
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After several hours of pantomiming, the mare motions "End of the day, I need to go check on my muffins and the crazy colt" and flies off
Lyra looks at the filly above (or below) her "Are you going to let me down or am I going to hang upside-down all night?"
The filly motions with invisible scissors and cuts the mare loose "OW! Right on my ho- ERGH! I'm stuck..." she wimpers when sweetie ties another rope around her waist and pulls the mare free
"Thanks... Being a unicorn sucks most of the time" she leads the filly home, wondering how she is supposed to explain all the bumps, bruises, and rope marks she had gained