CMC: The Next Generation

by DisneyFanatic23


April Foals

Gemstone was walking down the path towards the Cutie Mark Crusaders Clubhouse. At least, she thought she was going that way. She stopped at a fork in the road and frowned.

"Was the Clubhouse left or right?" she asked herself. "And which way's left again?"

"Pssst."

She glanced around, trying to find the source of the voice.

"Gem!"

A rainbow head popped out of the bush beside her. The pony's blue hoof beckoned her close.

"Over here!" she whispered.

"Prism?" Gemstone responded. "What are you doing in there?"

The unicorn filly let out a cry as the pegasus dragged her into the bush.

"Stay down!" Prism whispered harshly. "And keep quiet!"

"What's going on?" Gemstone inquired.

Prism tucked some of the branches aside so she could get a view of the crossroad. "I'm waiting for the Tri-Pies."

"But why are we hiding?"

"Because I'm gonna prank them so hard, they'll shame their grandchildren! All nine of them!"

"Nine?"

"Their mom had triplets. They're sure to have them too."

"But why would you want to prank them?"

"Because every April Foals' Day, they get every pony, including me, with an elaborate prank and are named the Supreme April Foals! Well, not this year! This year, I'm getting the ultimate prankster title!"

Gemstone blinked. "April Foals' Day?"

Prism rolled her eyes. "Come on, Gem! Don't tell me you haven't heard of April Foals' Day?!"

"Oh, I've heard of it. I just forgot it was today. That would explain that piece of paper that was stuck to my tail this morning. By the way, what does Kach Ne mean?"

"For once, Gem, be glad you can't read."

"Oh, I never liked April Foals' Day. The colts and fillies back in Canterlot would always play mean tricks on me. Last year, they glued the teacher's Bunk Cap to my head."

"The what cap?"

"The Bunk Cap. It was this tall cone hat the teacher put on our heads whenever we were misbehaving and then sent us to the corner..."

"Dunce, Gem! Dunce!"

The unicorn gasped. "I'm not a dunce! How dare you?!"

"No, I didn't..." Prism put her hoof to her head. "Never mind. Anyway, I've been thinking about how I was going to get back at the Tri-Pies ever since last April Foals' Day, and after careful planning, I think I've finally got it!"

"What?"

Prism smiled as she pulled out an airhorn. "Once they come, I'm going to jump out in front of them and blow this airhorn in their faces!"

The pegasus waited eagerly for her friend's response, but she only raised an eyebrow at her.

"You've been planning this all year," the unicorn said flatly, "and that was the best you could come up with?"

Prism bit her lip. "Actually, this was my mom's idea."

Gemstone shook her head.

"So I'm not an ingenious prankster! Sue me! It's better than a 'Kick Me' sign."

The unicorn gasped. "No wonder every pony kept kicking me in the flank!"

"Shush! I see them!"

The two fillies ducked as the Tri-Pies came up the road.

"This is gonna be great!" Prism snickered. "Imagine, my name will go down in history as the filly who pranked the Tri-Pies!"

"My name too, right?" Gemstone asked.

"Yeah," Prism replied, patting her on the back. "Sure."

The unicorn eyed her skeptically. "How will I know my name will really be there when I can't even read it?"

"Just trust me. Okay, Gem?"

"How do I know you're telling the truth? Are you April Foaling me? I suppose there's an alligator behind me too?"

"I'm not April Foaling you! Now shut up or you'll blow our cover!"

"Why should you blow the horn? Why can't I?"

"You'll drop it."

"I won't!" Gemstone grabbed the airhorn. "Give it to me!"

"Gem!" Prism cried, trying to wrench it out of her hooves. "Now you'll break it!"

"Let me blow it!"

"No!"

"Let me!"

"No!

"LET ME!"

Prism next "No!" was blocked out by the loud sound of the airhorn. They both covered their ears, dropping the object in the process. But it was not that horn that had blown, it was three color-coded ones sticking into the bush: one red, one pink, one blue. Three heads of each color then appeared.

"APRIL FOALS!" they shouted.

The Tri-Pies laughed as Prism and Gemstone crawled angrily out of the bush.

"Great going, Gem!" Prism accused. "You blew it!"

"No, I didn't blow it!" Gemstone insisted. "You wouldn't let me, remember?"

"Actually," Cherry said, "we knew you were in there all along."

"What?" the unicorn and pegasus said in unison.

"Blueberry figured it out," Raspberry declared.

"All it took was a little deduction," Blueberry nodded. "The airhorn was sticking out of your saddle bag at school today."

"Darn it!" Prism exclaimed, stamping her hoof.

"Wow, you three sure are good at pranks," Gemstone said in awe.

"The best of the best," Cherry said, rubbing her hoof on her chest.

"You must be! If you got your cutie marks in it!"

"What?!" the Tri-Pies exclaimed. "Where?!"

They looked at their flanks, but they were bare. Gemstone giggled.

"Made you look! April Foals!"

The triplets were a little disappointed, but they laughed anyway.

"Good one, Gem!" Raspberry complimented.

"Gem!" Prism gasped. "You just pranked the Tri-Pies! You know what this means?"

The unicorn blinked. "What?"

She shrieked as a jester hat was placed on her head.

"You're the new Supreme April Foal!" Cherry declared.

"Congrats, Gem!" Prism said, flinging her hooves around her friend. "I would've never expected you to get the best of them!"

"Oh, really?" Gemstone said with a smirk. "Well, you know what else you didn't expect?"

"No," the pegasus said, pulling away from her. "What?"

The unicorn took off the hat and reached behind her head. "What you didn't expect is that I..."

She pulled down a zipper and her white suit fell to her sides.

"...am really you!"

The Tri-Pies gasped as another Prism stood where Gemstone had been. The first Prism only smiled.

"Well played. But if you're me, then by process of elimination..."

She reached behind her head and pulled down a zipper of her own, showing Gemstone in a Prism suit.

"I must be you!"

The Tri-Pies gasped again.

"Aha!" Prism exclaimed. "But I'm also," she pulled down another zipper, revealing herself to be Fancy Pants, "your father!"

Another gasp from the triplets.

"Ooh!" Raspberry exclaimed. "Plot twist!"

"Impressive," Gemstone nodded, "but what you didn't know is that I'm," another zipper and she was Fleur-de-lils, "your ex-girlfriend!"

"But I'm really Spike!"

"And I'm Gummy!"

"I'm Braeburn!"

"I'm Scootaloo!"

"I'm Pinkie Pie!"

"I'm Rainbow Dash!"

"Ooh! Hi, Dashie!"

Blueberry yawned. "Okay, this is getting silly."

"Ooh!" Cherry chimed, reaching over her head. "Who am I?" She pulled down a zipper. "Hey, what do ya know? I'm Derpy! And now I have a sudden craving for muffins!"

Blueberry tapped her chin. "Then I must be..." She too brought a zipper down from her head. "Discord! Oh, yeah!"

Every pony turned to Raspberry. She stared at them for a while and then sighed in defeat.

"Fine!"

She pulled down her zipper and out of the magenta filly suit came an orange pegasus mare with brown hair and a blue beret on her head. Every pony scrunched their noses in confusion.

"Who the heck are you?" Rainbow Dash hollered.

The orange pegasus shrugged. "Oh, no pony special, just the person who's in total control of your lives. Well, at least for the rest of the page."

"You?!" Discord huffed. "What can you do? I don't see a magic horn. If you had one, it would've poked through that beret of yours!"

"Your cutie mark says 'DF,'" Pinkie noted after examining the pony's behind. "What does that even mean?"

"I'm surprised you don't even know, Pinkie," the orange pegasus said. "What with you breaking the fourth wall and all."

"Hey, how did you know my name?! And how did you know about the fourth wall?!"

"Maybe I should demonstrate."

The mysterious pony pulled out a laptop and typed some words into it. When she clicked save, there was a flash and all the other ponies disappeared. DF smiled and winked at the screen.

"April Foals, every pony!"