//------------------------------// // Today! // Story: We're Not Dead! // by Dr Atlas //------------------------------// “So...how did it go again?” Chrysalis giggled. “How did what go again?” She asked, pretending to not have a clue what he was talking about. Sombra nudged her and smiled. “You know...” “It was just something I came up with in the moment Sombra, and I was surprised no one heard me.” Sombra sighed. “If only I was there to hear such a beautiful voice.” “I was Cadenza at that time.” “Well I’m...uh, sure that it was still good no matter who you were.” Chrysalis rolled her eyes and continued walking on the trail. “So you want to hear me talk like her?” “No,” Sombra wrapped his ghostly body around her neck and looked at her. “I want to hear you talk evil to me.” Chrysie smiled and looked away to think about it.“I may need some help with it.” Sombra lifted himself in the air and held his head high. “It would be a pleasure to aid my queen in such a task.” He swooped back down and held her face. “I need some help with it as well though.” Chrysalis laughed. “You say the corniest of things, and for that...” She kissed him on the nose. “I’ll start.” She pushed him and walked straight ahead. Then she turned her head around and said, “Ahem. This day is going to be perfect The kind of day of which I've dreamed since I was small Everypony will gather round Say I look lovely in my gown What they don't know is that I have fooled them all. Now you try.” Sombra fidgeted. “Well, uh….Ahem...um, lets see. This day is going to be perfect The kind of day of which I’ve dreamed since I was small All those crystal loving gapes Say I look great in my royal cape What they don't know is that I have...have. Wait…” “What is it?” Chrysalis sat down while sombra scratched his chin. “Don’t tell me you forgot the-” “No, not that.” Sombra said. “We’re singing it like we hate weddings.” Chrysie tilted her head. “I only hated that wedding, not our ‘soon to be’ wedding,” She reassured him. “and you just made it so it was like you were there. You need to be more imaginative Sombra.” Sombra looked up and raised an eyebrow. “How about this. This day is going to be perfect The kind of day of which we've dreamed since we was small Everypony shall tremble from the bottom of our temple When they realize that we have fooled them all...Hows that?” Chrysalis shrugged. “Not bad, but it’s a castle we’re ruling in.” Sombra put his hooves to his hip. “It can be a temple, now you try. Sing it like I did.” Chrysalis grinned. “You mean steal the lyrics and make slight changes so it can be a duet between the two of us?” Sombra nodded. “Okay...Now lets see…How to start. Who cares about what they think For they won't partake in any cake The vows will be beautiful when I say They think through any kind of weather that we cannot be together The truth is that I love him above all O’ I do so love the groom In my heart he has the room and I still want him to be all mine. Your turn.” “Really?” Sombra chuckled “You still kept weather?” “Well, what else rhymes with together?” “I’m just saying that you need to really change it up...Like this...ahem. We must hurry, now think quickly Find a way to rule this day I cannot do this alone, okay. I just hope I do not lose you to one who will abuse you and never care and cherish you each day. For I do so love my bride In my heart she does reside. Oh my glorious queen I’ll never leave your side.” Chrysalis crossed her hooves. “Really? You really think someone will love me and take me?” Sombra shook his head. “I meant that if they actually captured you and locked you away forever, torturing you to no end and all. I would never let something like that happen.” “And telling me to think of a plan?” Sombra shrugged again. “What else rhymes with day?” Chrysalis rested her hooves on his shoulder. “Look, songs don’t have to rhyme Sombra.” He grabbed her hooves and held them to his chest. “But that makes them better. You did it too.” Chrysie retracted from him and walked away, pulling him along. “How about you help me with the next part?” “How?” “I say it first, then you finish it.” Sombra grumbled a bit before saying, “Very well.” Chrysalis pulled his tail so he was next to her. “But first, imagine that we’re walking up the aisle-” “Really Chrysie?” “Come on Sombra.” Sombra put his hooves up in defence. “Alright, so we’re walking and…” “And my children will be to the left-” “Your left, or my left?” Sombra asked with a smile. Chrysalis groaned. “It doesn’t matter. Just imagine us walking...with music playing…” They started seeing it, the dirt path was more of a beautiful carpet, the trees replaced with rows of chairs, with Chrysalis’ changelings to the left, and Sombra’s slaves, who are chained, to the right, and a priest quivering in fear as two of the most powerful beings in Equestria walked toward him. And as the king and queen stood on the altar, they look down to see the unluckiest of ponies who were forced to be here, and the highest ranking changelings flying above, and as the rulers looked to their sides, they see the princesses chained to the marrow in cuffs from their horn’s to their hooves. The soon to be couple smile and look up to the ceiling to see an even more beautiful sight. It was her, the very pony, and her friends, who tried to defeat them, were wrapped in cocoons. The rulers could almost see a tear in Twilight’s eye. A small laugh between the two of them came out as Chrysalis held Sombra so he was under her and continued singing. “Finally the moment has come.” “For us to rule this kingdom.” “Oh this wedding will be perfect.” “There’s no way that they can stop it.” “Soon Equestria will be” “Our’s. All our’s. NEYHAHAHAHAHA!” ... “‘It’ rhymes with ‘perfect’...right?” Sombra asked, making Chrysalis drop him and walk over his body. Sombra flew back up and shook his ghost form. “It was just a question.” Chrysalis faced him again. “Do you know how close we are?” She asked. Sombra closed his eyes, making his horn on Chrysie’s neck start to glow. “It feels like it’s close...feels like-” His ear twitched, making his eyes go wide. “I heard it too.” Chrysalis turned around to where they heard the noise. “Sounded like some...explosion.” “Even better.” Sombra said as he started floating towards the sound. “I can feel that magic coming from it.” He smiled. “Come on!” “Sombra, wai-” But it was too late. He flew off, tugging Chrysalis along the way. She gagged and started using her wings. “I’m not a ghost, you know.” She said while trying to catch up to him. “Sorry babe, but I can’t lose this, I can be whole again.” He slowly turned his head and looked at her with burning eyes. “And then we can-” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “PARTY!” The entire cave cheered as Shift and Lift started making there way to the DJ table. “So,” Lift whispered as the crowd waited for them to start. “Ya got the WTifier?” Shift reached into his fedora and pulled out a small microphone. “Right here.” He smiled and held it to his throat. “Check Cheeeaaak oooaaaaooonee two. We all live in a Technicolor Facility.” They both snickered. “You sound just like him, Shift.” “Do you got the EBifier on ya?” “PFF, Like I need it. I’ve been practicing my vocals man, unlike you who uses stuff like that.” He pushed past him and made his way to the turn table. Shift pushed him back. “You try soundin’ like a robot.” “Maybe I will.” Lift cracked his neck and put his hooves on the table, making the crowd of brothers and sisters cheer. Lift leaned on his brother and whispered in his ear. Shift smiled. “Good idea.” He whispered back. “Let’s start somethin’ slow.” Shift tilted his fedora and flicked a switch on the table, making it come to life. “Alrightie then.” Lift tapped the table and looked at the crowed. “Lets get this partay-” Shift put his microphone to his throat turned up the music. “STARTED!”