Chapter 9: Pipsqueak
Just a Quick Breakfast
“So Mum,” I ask as I eat breakfast, “What did I miss last night? I fell asleep around the beginning of ‘Nightmare's Dream.’”
“Ah, too bad you missed it, darling. Ms. Melody turned into a werepony!”
“What!!!! I MISSED THAT?!?!” I shout out loud.
“Hush, dear, no need to shout,” Mum says.
“But...but...but...Aaaaarg!” I say, feeling quite depressed. “Well, how was it? I'm sure it was some sort of lousy special effects, like totally fake, right?”
I know that the chances of that are next to nothing cuz all throughout last night's show, there was nothing but top-notch...everything. Even the special effects. Gryphons singing like they have built-in autotuning voices, the orchestra, Master Illusionist Trixie, Princesses and Royal Guards singing...how could I have fallen asleep?!?!
“Oh no Pip. It was...how should I describe it? 'Natural'.”
“Eh? Natural?”
“Yes, like if a pony really did transform into a werepony, then that is how she would transform.”
I look at Mum as I try my best to imagine what “transforming into a werepony 'naturally'” looks like.
“Anyway dear, it wasn't just her turning into a werepony. Her acting was really convincing.”
I listen intently as I take spoonfuls of cereal.
“See, the moonlight slowly crept towards her, and she was playing her music passionately – eyes closed. The moonlight reached her hooves, then slowly crept to her arms. She opened her eyes and...”
Yes Mum, continue by all means!
“...the way she was surprised to see the moon shining on her. It finally covered her completely! And she tried to shield herself from it, dropping her cello and bow. A cello falling to the floor makes quite a grotesque sound my dear, and it was startling! But by then...”
Yes? YES?!?!
“...she was a werepony. She stood there, all tense and all, shielding her face with her front hooves, frozen with fear, like she didn't want anypony to see her, but of course everypony, and gryphon, can!”
Oh...my...
“Everypony in the audience was gripped at the sight of a realistic werepony on stage, who happened to be none other than the lead cellist herself!”
Wow.
“You could hear her crying,” Mum continues, “Shaking like a leaf, she was! She sounded miserable, pitiful. You could really feel it. And you could see her tears twinkling down as they fell onto the stage.”
I nod. By this time, I'm not eating anymore.
“Then she turned and ran stage left, behind the curtain. And as if that wasn't enough, Ms. Scratch, the DJ, went after her like she was concerned for her. 'Octavia! Tavi, wait up!' That added a touch more realism to the whole thing.”
How...could...I...have...missed this?
“And then what happened, Mum?”
“Everypony was quiet. Was it real? Or was it just a show? Then everypony cheered. What a presentation for the upcoming Nightmare Night celebration!”
“OH MUMMY HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED IT?!?! I FELL ASLEEP!?!?!”
“Now now, son, don't be too hard on yourself. Just do your best to imagine it. Besides, Ms. Trixie was there. I'm sure she can make a magical illusion presentation of it. You may still be able to see it.”
“Sure Mum. Ms. Trixie, who travels all over Equestria. Wonder when she'll come around Ponyville again, considering the two fiascoes that have happened between her and Twilight...who happens to be a Princess now.”
“Awww,” Mum says as she gives me a hug trying to comfort me. “Maybe Princess Twilight can do the illusion for you?”
“Hey...you're right Mum!”
Yes, you're absolutely right! Maybe I can have my own Twilight Time. I'll have to ask the Cutie Mark Crusaders about it.