Twilight lay motionless on the grassy ground. Every function in her body began to kick up again. Her heart beat roughly and uneven, she choked on the fast, large breaths she struggled to hold, the very blood in her veins struggled to kickstart, everything was cold. The pain was worse. Anything that wasn't numb stabbed and bit, as though she had been torn apart and hastily stitched back together. The world around her was black.
The air smelled of nature and cigar smoke, making the princess sick to her groaning stomach.
"Say pal, you don't look so good." The voice was masculine, and it had a cold nip to it. Swirling in the air was a sense of corruption, similar to what she'd felt around King Sombra. "Didn't expect to see your kind lurking about here. Nonetheless, night's coming. You'd better find something to eat before it sets in." The figure leaned in. "Perhaps a word of advice, from king to princess. Stay dapper, this world isn't like yours."
The sound of running followed his voice. "Chöke upön my spear, demön king!" This voice was feminine, and held the overemphasis of someone acting in a bad movie.
The male voice grumbled. "My cue to leave." There was a loud noise, and Twilight no longer felt his presence. What she didn't expect was a loud THUNK!, and a dribble of frosty blood trickling down her ear.
A light gasp sounded, and the steps came closer, until they were right around her. "Congratulations, valkyrie, you succeeded in almost tearing this girl a new one." Her voice was different, sarcastic.
"If he had remained where he stööd a secönd lönger, I wöuld've stricken him döwn!" The "valkyrie" grumbled.
"I think its been made pretty clear that we can't kill Maxwell."
The girls bickered back and forth. However, Twilight felt they were here to help, and she wouldn't turn that down. She was hungry, hurt, probably dying. She coughed, it was the only noise she could make. The girls broke their anger away from each other.
Warm hands rubbed her frozen limbs, and circulation begun flowing. It felt as though heated screws were being driven into her , and a stream of tears fell from here eye. "Well, this warriör is quite the öddity, is she nöt?"
"If you think she's weird, you haven't met with the other campers enough."
The origin of that voice brushed away the tears. "She's so cold. Like death. Let's get her back to camp, somewhere near a fire."
"I shall carry this new player, if yöu carry the supplies."
A blackness engulfed Twilight, pulling her into slumber as the two females hoisted her up.
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Pinkie Pie skipped down the dirt path, a basket of baking and party supplies in her mouth.
It was such a warm, sunny day. Birds sung their songs with felicity. The air was fragrant, filled with the smells of nature and cooling pastries, set to air out on the windowsill. A grassy meadow lay before her, filled to the brim with daisies.
Those were Twi's favorite flowers, Pinkie knew that. It was good she knew that, because her first ever Alicorn Anniversary party was coming up! And the element of laughter wanted nothing but her friend's favorite things in the celebration.
Of course, Twilight never said she wanted a party for it, but that made it better 'cause then it would be a surprise! And every pony knew that surprise parties were the best parties!
Pinkie had so many festivities planned, but there was one thing missing, the very guest of honor! Twilight had been missing for TWO DAYS now! That was unnatural even for her. What was so important that she was isolating herself?
The bright pink mare set her groceries onto the grass, speeding here n' there n' everywhere, picking just about a third of the glorious white flowers within a couple tiny minutes. And then, a sudden bout of her pinkie sense flared up!
Her back just suddenly got REALLY itchy, no matter how hard she scratched it, the itch didn't go away. When the prickly feeling (at last) went away, her knees buckled and squealed with pain. Pinkie yipped, sitting onto the soft grass until that pain faded away.
The mare stood right back up, with her signature grin gracing the world. Itchy back, pinch knees, something surprising was coming up!
She turned, instantly noticing a perfect patch of the white flowers that brushed up against the tree-line. Pinkie completely blanked out, forgetting her combo and the event she knew would. She had to focus on her party-planning!
As Pinkie plucked each delicate blossom, she heard the tiniest whimper just beyond a berry-bush. She froze, what -or who- made the noise? Pinkie lifted her ear towards its origin, listening for any other noise like it. Sure enough, there it was again. A quiet cry.
A kitten-like curiosity overwhelmed her. Pinkie set her basket down and crept over to the bush, pushing its foliage down just enough to see where the fearful noises were coming from. She gasped, Pinkie Sense had come true once again. Behind the foliage of the bush was a pegasus filly. Splayed out just beyond her, was a unicorn stallion.
The filly had a yellow mane, with two enormous pigtails held in place by pink flowers. Her coat was white like a ghost. She wore a tulip shirt with tattered sleeves, and a long, mauve skirt that reached close to the ground. However, a piece was cut-away to free her jagged tail, revealing her cutiemark; a mauve flower. Dark circles surrounded her eyes, which painfully fluttered open, revealing a crystal-blue color filled with immense pain.
The stallion had pointy, black hair that Pinkie Pie personally found a little silly-looking, and his coat-color mirrored his daughter's. He had a red vest with black stripes over a white-longsleeve, which had been folded into cuffs. His mark was a beaker filled with a green chemical. A science talent, Twilight would've liked him, if she was here.
Pinkie jabbed the stallion's head, his skin was gelid, and he did not stir like his filly did beside him. A little worm of fear bit into her heart like it was an apple. "Say pal, you don't look so good." She sighed, something was wrong. A twinge of Sombra-like corruption swirled in the air. "Let's get you two somewhere nice and toasty before night comes!"
She couldn't carry them both, but the boutique was a few blocks away. Pinkie sped off in its direction. "RARITYYYYY!"