//------------------------------// // Chapter 2 // Story: My Little Panty // by EverSoNitro //------------------------------// Spike was fast asleep in the library. He’d spent the better part of the day cleaning up after Twilight’s power study session. There were still a few odd books lying around, but he’d get to them later, Twilight would be out with her friends all day. Or, so he thought. Twilight came bursting in through the library door, and looked with a sense of urgency. Spike shot up as if he had been electrocuted. “Twilight, you’re back early!” The baby dragon said. “Uh, sorry about the library, I was just-“ “Spike, where do we keep the old newspapers?” Twilight interrupted. “Uh… over there, I think,” Spike replied as he pointed off into the corner of the library. He was secretly relieved that she wasn’t giving him the third degree for not finishing the cleaning. Twilight hurried to the corner and pulled out a large stack of newspapers, dating back as far as the first years of Ponyville. Of course, the one she was after was dated much more recently than that, about six months before her arrival. Once she located the paper, she read the headline aloud. “’ROYAL GUARDS BANISHED FROM CANTERLOT’.” “What’re you reading that old thing for Twi?” Spiked asked, wandering over to Twilight’s side. “Just listen, Spike,” Twilight said, before continuing with article. “’Citizens lined the streets of Canterlot yesterday afternoon to watch as Private Panty Anarchy and Private Stocking Anarchy were escorted by members of Princess Celestia’s Royal Guard to Canterlot’s border. They were met by her Royal Highness herself at the border, whereupon she officially decreed that they were not to enter the city limits from that day forward. These events were a shock to many citizens, as this had been the first time anypony had been banished from the city for nearly four hundred and thirty years (the pony banished then being the infamous Diane Rosabella Pie, who’s current surviving descendants, if any, remain unknown. “’The circumstances surrounding this scandal remain unknown to the press at this time, as both the Anarchy sisters and the Captain of the Royal Guard were unwilling to give comment. However, some ponies suspect that it may have something to do with a commotion at the castle that took place two nights before, when the sisters were said to have been on night guard duty.’” Twilight lowered the paper. “So that’s what happened!” She began looking through the papers following that, to see if there was anything else on the subject, but she came up with nothing. “Why are you suddenly so interested in that?” Spike asked. “I remember when that actually happened, you were holed up in the royal library, studying something like you always did.” “I actually met them today! Here in Ponyville!” Twilight said. “Who, the Anarchy sisters?” Spike said. “That’s right!” Twilight said. “Apparently, they’ve been living in Ponyville all this time! They still seem bitter about the whole banishment thing, though. They don’t seem to be on good terms with anypony in Ponyville…” Twilight seemed to be deep in thought. Suddenly, she was struck by inspiration. “Hey, what if I made friends with them?” Spike raised an eyebrow. “Why would you want to do that? And do you really think Princess Celestia would want you hanging out with the ponies she banished from Canterlot?” “I could show them it’s not all bad living in Ponyville!” Twilight said, ignoring her assistant. “I could get them to start being nicer to everypony! The princess will be so proud of me for reaching out to a couple of ponies like them and trying to help them!” Twilight seemed to be lost in fantasies of helping these down-and-out ponies and astonishing the Princess with her remarkable kindness and compassion. Spike, however, wasn’t so sure. “Twilight, I’m not so sure this is a good idea-“ Spike began, but he was interrupted by Twilight magically lifting him away from the door. “Look out Spike; I’ve got some friends to make!” Twilight said, rushing out the door. After a bit of asking around, Twilight finally determined where the Anarchy sisters lived. She stood outside the building that stood in a somewhat secluded area of Ponyville (which consisted of a large main building, with a tower behind it connected by some sort of bridge), and after admiring the structure for a moment, she rapped her hoof on the door. At the sound of the knocking, quite a bit of shouting came from within, two voices she recognised and Panty and Stocking’s, though the third, a deep, masculine voice, she didn’t. Finally, someone came to the door. It was a statuesque colt with a dark brown coat, with its mane done up in a ridiculously large afro. He definitely wasn’t a pegasus, though whether he was a unicorn or an earth pony, the afro made it unclear. He looked down sternly at Twilight, and she felt as though she was back in Magic Kindergarten, with the teacher looking down at her. “Can I help you?” the colt asked, with its deep, rumbling voice. Twilight nervously cleared her throat. “*Ahem*, uhm, hi, my name is Twilight Sparkle,” she said. “I was wondering if Panty and Stocking were in.” The colt groaned. “Ugh, what did they do this time? I suppose Panty was sneaking around the Apple property again?” “No, no no no!” Twilight said, hastily. “…Well, actually, yes, but that’s not why I’m-“ Twilight was cut off by shouting from within the house. “Oy! Garter! Who’s at the door?!” The pony turned around to shout back inside, giving Twilight a glimpse of his Cutie Mark. It appeared to be a piece of lingerie, though the colt turned back around before she could get a better look. “Sorry for that. My name is Garterbelt.” The pony introduced himself. “So, what was it you wanted with Panty and Stocking, Miss Sparkle?” “Well, I just thought-“ Twilight began. However, she was cut off again as the aforementioned pegasi flew out of a pair of windows and landed on either side of Twilight. “Aren’t you the one we saw earlier? At that picnic?” Stocking asked. “Hanging out with that Pie mare?” “And Applejack…” Panty added, a hint of bitterness in her voice. “So why’re you here, did you come to start something?” “I’m trying to explain,” Twilight said, starting to get frustrated. “But every time I try, I get interrup-“ “Chuck.” Twilight gave a frustrated groan and looked around for the one responsible for the latest interruption. It was then that she spotted a lumpy green baby dragon sprawled on the stoop of the front door, a large puddle of drool forming underneath it. “Uh… is he gonna be…” Twilight began. “Nevermind Chuck,” Garterbelt said, kicking the dragon back inside. “You were saying?” Twilight hesitated to begin, expecting another interruption. When none made itself apparent, she hurriedly said her piece. “IwaswonderingifPantyandStockingwouldliketospendthedaywithmetomorowsoIcouldshowthemaroundPonyville!” Twilight gasped and collapsed onto the ground. Panty and Stocking merely stared at her. “Why?” Panty said plainly. “We’ve been here longer than you have,” Stocking added. “We already know the town.” “That may be true,” Twilight said, catching her breath and standing. “But I get the feeling you don’t really know the ponies that live her like I do.” “Yeah… we’re gonna pass on that-“ Panty began, but she was cut off by Garterbelt. “I think it’s a great idea,” Garter said. “You two slackers spend too much time lazing around anyway, you need to get out and socialize.” “Hey, I socialize plenty!” Panty said. “That isn’t socializing,” Garter said. “You two are going tomorrow, and that’s final!” Both the Anarchy sisters groaned, and Twilight smiled nervously at their reaction. “Uh, that’s great! I’ll meet you both in front of the library at 9:30, okay?” Panty and Stocking said nothing, simply looking sour. Garter answered in their stead. “They’ll be there.” “Great! I’ll see you tomorrow then!” Twilight said. She departed as Panty and Stocking re-entered their abode. Twilight felt proud of herself for getting them to agree to join her tomorrow (sort of). She hurried home to go prepare for the next day.