//------------------------------// // The Coverup // Story: The Kenneighdy Assassination // by Sidral Mundet //------------------------------// “YAAH!” Twilight Sparkle said, waking from her dream. “Okay, no more Nolan. This is worse than the time I started to wear eye shadow and talk incomprehensibly.” Moving to her kitchen, Twilight got herself a glass of water when Pinkie Pie entered. “Hey, Twi! How you been?” she asked. “So-so. Just had a really weird Inception style nightmare.” “Inception? What’s that?” “You know, the dream within a dream movie with the BAWHAM sound effect.” “Never seen it.” “Well I got to show it to you, it’s BAWHAM.” “What was that Twilight?” “I was just BAWHAM you that BAWHAM was BAWHAM.” “You feeling alright Twi?” Pinkie was visibly concerned as she backed away from Twilight. “BAWHAM BAWHAM BAWHAM BAWHAM?” Twilight replied “WHAT’S GOING ON?” “BAWHAM!” “JESUS!” Pinkie Pie said, waking up. Noticing where she was, she let out a long sigh. “Great one of those dreams again.” “What type of dream, Pinkie?” Fluttershy said. Pinkie and the rest of her friends had decided to hold a sleepover, and her outburst appeared to have awoken Fluttershy. “It was one of those multi-layered stories where there’s always a fake out at the end just for a cheap ‘What it real?’ shock.” “What was yours about?” “Well it started off with you assassinating President Kenneighdy, then it turned into me telling everyone about you killing him, then Spike got cooked and I lost track after that.” “Oh my, you don’t think I could have done something that awful, do you Pinkie?” “Course not silly-billy.” Pinkie got up “Just a weird dream I had, that’s all.” “Oh, that’s good.” Fluttershy sighed. Turning to the kitchen, Pinkie asked “Want anything to eat, I’m getting me some fudge.” But turning around, she noticed Fluttershy was missing. “Huh? Must have gone to the little filly’s room.” Fluttershy removed the odd metal helmet from her head. Detaching the wires, she took off a similar looking device from Pinkie head. The pink party pony was sleeping peacefully. Returning both helmets to her briefcase, Fluttershy made her way to the door. “Works every time.” She said as she blended in with the normal hustle and bustle of Ponyville.