//------------------------------// // Chapter 19 // Story: The Sun of My Heart // by BlueSun52 //------------------------------// Another Average Day at the Party Committee….Which is Not that Average When You Read About It Soul let out a yawn. He was walking down the trail towards the entrance at Canterlot High. He smiled and waved at the other students. Walking by him, he saw Tyrone and Light as they held hands together. “Good morning,” Soul greeted. “Hey man, what’s up?” Tyrone asked. “How’s having two girlfriends going for you?” Soul let out a groan. “I don’t have two girlfriends, I only have one,” he replied. “Is it Sonata?” Light asked. “I always knew it was going to be her.” “No, it’s Sunset,” Soul corrected. “Oh….Well, good luck with that,” Light said. Soul rolled his eyes and continued down the path until he met up with some other familiar faces. “Hey man, how’s it going?” Thunderlane asked. “Yeah, how was your weekend?” Flash asked. “Went great, went on a date with Sunset,” Soul replied. “Wait, I thought you were going out with Sonata?” Thunderlane asked confusedly. “No, he going out with both of them,” Flash pointed out. “I’m not exactly that type of guy, but I have to say that I am impressed.” Soul pinched the bridge of his nose. “I am not dating two, I’m just dating one,” he said. “At a time?” Thunderlane asked. Soul groaned again and walked away from the guys as he headed towards the entrance. “Hey there, Writer,” a girl with blue hair with white stripes in it said to Soul. “How are you doing?” “Getting slightly annoyed but it’s still good, Minuette,” Soul replied. “How can you get annoyed?” Minuette asked. “You have like two girlfriends.” Soul’s eyes twitched. He slowly gritted his teeth as the frustration was building up in him. “You know, gritting your teeth like that isn’t good for you,” Minuette pointed out. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!” Soul yelled out to the heavens which startled everyone that was near him. “I DO NOT HAVE TWO GIRLFRIENDS! WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK THAT!? I. DO. NOT. HAVE. TWO. GIRLFRIENDS!” Everyone stood around Soul silent as he panted to catch his breath. It stayed that way until someone spoke. “Is it Sonata then?” “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!” “Is that a no?” ********* Walking a few moments before Soul’s outburst, Clyde held Rarity’s hand as they were walking towards the school. On the way, they heard a few familiar voices calling out to them. “Hey you two, what’s up?” Rainbow Dash greeted as she walked along with Rivet. “Heya, everybody!” Pinkie said as she walked along with Swift. “Hey, guys,” Swift said. “Howdy y’all,” Applejack said as she walked by. “Good morning, everyone,” Fluttershy said while she held hands with Night. “Hey guys, what’s up?” Night asked. “Good morning, everyone,” Rarity said. “It’s so good to see you all. How was your weekend?” “Meh, it wasn’t that bad,” Rivet replied. “Fluttershy and I went to a movie and it was hilarious,” Rainbow Dash responded. “And Sunset and Soul were there too.” “Oh, they must have been there for their date,” Rarity said. “I hope you two didn’t bother them or anything.” “Why would they be bothered?” Rainbow Dash asked. “Soul offered us to sit with them.” “Although, now that I think about it, he did look a little bothered by it,” Fluttershy said. “And it seemed like he was about to add something to his words but you kinda interrupted him, Dash.” “Well, he should have said something,” Rainbow Dash retorted. “Rainbow Dash, really? You shouldn’t have even bothered them,” Rarity said. “It was their first ever date.” “Wait, it was?” Rainbow Dash asked as she was surprised. “I thought they already had been on a lot of dates by now. Great, I somewhat feel guilty about this now.” “Wait, so it was their first date?” Pinkie asked. “We saw them at the restaurant Swift and I went to. They went there for their date.” “Sunset did offer for us to sit,” Swift pointed out. “But I guess she didn’t want to be rude about it and Soul and I are best buds.” “Did….Did we all just ruin their date?” Fluttershy asked. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!” Everyone in the group winced when they heard a familiar voice shouting out near a large crowd of students. “I’m going to go with a yes,” Rivet commented. “No, that’s not what Soul is yelling about,” Swift said. “It’s probably because everyone here still thinks he's going out with both Sunset or Sonata...or just Sonata. What does everyone have against Sunset?” “I know that this seems out of the blue, but there is something that has been on my mind for a while,” Rarity said before she looked over to Applejack with a raised brow. “When are you going to have a boyfriend?” Applejack let out an irritated sigh. “Hey, I heard you, Pinkie and Soul were supposed to attend a meeting with the Party Committee today,” Rivet said. “Got any ideas what’s that about?” “I’m not sure, but from what Pinkie can tell, it’s going to be something big,” Swift replied. It was the usual club meeting with all the members of the Party Planning Committee as they all gathered around in a single room. Pinkie was the president of the club and Mr. Cheese Sandwich was the club’s advisor while its active members were Vinyl Scratch, Bon Bon, Carmel, Swift, Soul and a few other students from the school. Everyone was chatting with one another as they were waiting until Pinkie Pie grabbed a gavle and started striking it at the handle to get everyone’s attention. Also, she wanted an excuse to use it. “Alright everyone, Mr. Cheese wants to tell you all something awesome!” Pinkie announced. “That’s right, Miss. Pie,” Cheese Sandwich said. “I have just got back with Principal Celestia and she wants us to get a head start on getting everything ready for Christmas.” Everyone started cheering for this exciting announcement. “Now we can’t start putting up decorations just yet, but we are going to start painting some of the rooms with some colors to match for the holidays,” Cheese explained. “And we’re all going to start with the gymnasium since that is the largest part of the building.” “What about the janitor's closet?” Swift asked. “True, but that never needed a new paint job,” Cheese replied. An old looking man with a white mustache and brown hat looked a bit mad and left the room as he muttered something under his breath. “So, everyone grab a brush and we’ll head over there right now.” ********* In the gymnasium, everyone had either a large brush or a rolling paintbrush and standed in front of Vice Principal Luna and Mr. Cheese with eager faces on them. “Alright everyone, as you already know, we need the Party Committee to get everything ready for the holidays,” Vice Principal Luna said. “So, you’ll be using these new paints that we’ve received and would only ask that you reserve as much as you can. Paint only on the walls for today and make sure everything is off of them before getting started. Have fun and do your best.” Luna took her leave and left the room. “I need to take care of a couple things real quick, so I’ll let you all get started and be back soon,” Cheese Sandwich said before leaving the room as well. “Pinkie, you’re in charge, so make sure everything goes well.” He poked his head out for a moment before leaving the room for good. “You got it!” Pinkie replied back to Cheese Sandwich and turned to the others. “Alright everyone, tarp ahoy!” Pinkie had a large tarp in her hands and spread it high in the air while, from out of nowhere, a dramatic music sound could be heard in the background before the tarp landed. The group looked at the tarp to see only covered a very, very small segment of the large room with it only being at the center. They all looked over to Pinkie with a raised brow. “I think we’re going to need more coverage,” Pinkie commented. A few seconds later, the floor was covered with dozens of tarps spread around the room. Pinkie smiled at the handy work her and the members did and brought out the paint cans. “Alright, we need to get the paint cans open without any of it spilling on the floor,” Pinkie commented. “I got a screwdriver we could use,” Vinyl said as she pulled said tool out of her pocket. “Why do you have a screwdriver in your pocket?” Camel asked. “Meh, stuff,” Vinyl replied. Vinyl kneeled down and started to loosen the top of the can with her screwdriver. “Careful, Vinyl. Careful, Vinyl,” Pinkie started to repeat. “Careful, Vinyl. Careful, Vinyl! Careful, Vinyl! CAREFUL, VINYL!” “Um, the led was off about five careful, Vinyls ago,” Vinyl commented as she raised up both her screwdriver and the top. “Oh, okay,” Pinkie said. “Now it’s my turn.” Pinkie reached into her puffy hair before pulling out a large battle axe and was about to take a whack at the paint can just before Vinyle stepped in the way. “Um, maybe I should do this one too, prez,” Vinyl said in a nervous tone before getting the screwdriver in the corners of the lid. Just as Vinyl took the led off, a dip of paint fell out of it and dropped on top of the tarp before bouncing off and heading towards a random direction. Everyone panicked as they saw the paint bounce off the next tarp to another; fearing that it would fall to the non-covered floor. The dip of paint bounced off of the last tarp before flying through the air and landing back inside the paint can. Everyone let out a sigh of relieve except for Pinkie as she had a disappointed expression. “Well, that was boring,” she commented. “Anyways, what’s next?” “We’re supposed to move all the stuff off of the walls,” Swift said before looking back at the walls and his eyes widen and he pursed his lips. Almost covering every bit of the walls were various paintings, plaques and many other decorative things on that made the committee question a few things. “How come we never noticed this much stuff on the walls?” Bon Bon asked. “And why is there a large painting of Coach Iron Will sitting on a chair near a fireplace….while he’s wearing only a bathrobe?” Carmel asked. “Well, no time to question it now, might as well move all this stuff,” Soul said. “No way, Soul,” Pinkie interjected. “We’re not getting paid to move all this stuff.” “Pinkie, we’re not getting paid at all,” Soul pointed out. “Well that’s what I said!” Pinkie countered. “We’re not getting paid and that’s final.” Soul rolled his eyes. “Okay, then well just have to paint around it all,” he said. “Good. Just don’t pay me.” “I got the brushes,” Swift said as he pulled out a large brush but looked at it for a moment and beads of sweat came down from his forehead. “Maybe we should start with a smaller brush.” Swift threw the brush behind him, which accidently hit Carmel in the forehead, and pulled out a very small pin before sticking it into his nose and used it to pull out a small bit of his nose hair. “Okay, I’m both impressed and disturbed by that,” Soul commented. Swift dapped the brush in the paint and walked over to the wall with his hands under the brush while beads of sweat came back to him. “Alright, here goes,” he said. -One Hour Later- “Okay, any second now.” -Two Hours Later- “Almost there.” -Three Hours Later- “Would you move along, I’m running out of time card gags here,” Pinkie said as she moved the time card out of the way and looked worried. “Alright, I’m doing it now,” Swift said before using the brush on the exposed wall and slowly stroke the paint against it until the paint was off of it. Swift smiled at his accomplishment as he saw the stroke of paint stay…. until it started to fall down towards one of the various things on the wall. Swift panicked and blew the paint towards another direction; which in turn headed straight towards another object on the wall. He blew at it in a different angle again and again as the paint kept on going down in several directions. As all things seemed hopeless, Swift pulled out a dry blower from out of nowhere and stopped the paint from falling down. While he smiled and had his eyes closed, the small strain of pain started to bubble up and turned itself into a large blob of bubble paint as it flew away into the air. The others watched with horror as their eyes shrunk and beads of sweat poured down from their foreheads. Swift stopped the blow drier and blew into it. “Yeah~” He said in a smooth tone before Soul tapped on his shoulder and pointed at the large bubble of paint floating in the air. “GHAAA! What could be worse than a giant paint bubble!?” “Oh, I know!” Pinkie said before pulling a bubble wand out of her hair and stuck in one of the paint cans. She pulled it out and and blew into it as it made another large bubble of paint. “Two paint bubbles!” “DDAAAAAOOOOO!” Everyone in the room screamed. “You had to ask!?” Soul said to Swift. The giant paint bubbles soon joined together into even a larger painter bubble than before. Everyone started to back up from the bubble as fear swept among the group as they believe it was going to blow. “Guys, I don’t think it’s going to hold,” Bon Bon commented. “Nonsense,” Pinkie said as she had already plugged in an air pump into it and started pumping it at a dramatic speed. “PINKIE PIE, NO!” *POP!* The paint started to splatter all over the expose walls and amazingly missing all of the various objects on there including the students who were prepared for the worst as they posed in different ways of covering themselves until they opened their eyes and notice they were untouched by the paint. Everyone walked around to see every expose wall painted pure white and shining like the walls themselves looked brand new. “Wow,” Vinyl said. “I guess we got lucky.” “Forget lucky, this is unbelievable,” Bon Bon said. “Yep, we covered the whole wall with the paint it needed and we didn’t spill one single-HOLY MOTHER OF CHEESE WIZ, WHAT’S THAT!? Pinkie frantically shouted as her eyes laid on the most horrible thing ever. On a painting of Principal Celestia, a single dab of paint was on the shoulder part of her which only could be seen with highly trained eyes. Pinkie felt dizzy and fell on her back. Everyone huddled around her as they worried for their president. When she came to in a second, Pinkie got back up and pointed at the painting. “Guys, don’t you know what that is!?” she asked frantically. “It’s a painting of Principal Celestia?” Soul guessed in a confused manner. “No, it’s the very first painting of her when she became principal! And we got paint on it!” Pinkie explained. The others looked at the painting carefully before rolling their eyes and looking back at Pinkie. “Um, there’s nothing on there, prez,” Vinyl said. “Yeah, you should probably get some rest,” Carmel suggested. “I’ll get some rest after I get this paint off,” Pinkie said before getting up and grabbing the picture. “I’ll just rub the paint right off.” Pinkie grabbed a piece of her shirt and rubbed it against the picture. However her attempt to remove it only seemed to make the stain bigger. As she tried to rub it more and more, the paint stain only got bigger until she stopped and looked at with shrunken pupils as she saw the entire picture covered in it. “GGGHHHHAAAAAAAA!” “Should have taken that rest when you had the change,” Carmel commented. “Okay, nobody panic,” Pinkie said in a calm tone. “I SAID NOBODY PANIC!” “Pinkie, we’re staying calm,” Soul said. “The only one who’s panicking is you.” “Nobody likes a smart mouth,” Pinkie commented. “What? How could I-” Pinkie walked away from the group and faced towards a spitting image of her at a nearby mirror. “Don’t panic Pinkie, fear is the enemy. You are strong and can overcome anything,” she said to the mirror. “Um, I think I see Mr. Cheese and Miss Luna coming this way,” one of the students said. “You’re on your own,” the image of Pinkie on the mirror said before walking away from out of sight. “AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! WE GOT TO GET THIS PAINT OFF!” “Someone needs to distract the two!” “I’m on it!” Vinyl said before she dashed off. “Does anyone have an idea?” Bon Bon asked. “Wait, I think I do,” Soul said. “But we need to be outside for this.” ********* “Are you ready, Swift?” Soul asked as he held a powerful water hose in his hands while it was plugged into a fire hydrant. “Why do I have to hold it?” Swift asked from a distance. “Because you’re the one with the longest track record of getting in painful situations more than anyone else here in the entire school,” Soul explained. “Well, that’s true,” Swift admitted. “I even have a medal for it.” “Alright, here goes nothing,” Soul said before firing the water hose and send a powerful stream of water at Swift. The stream hit both the picture and Swift and pushed them towards the wall of the school as the water was crushing them. Soul frantically turned off the water hose and looked to see Swift with a pain filled expression as he was stuck against the wall before sliding down to the ground. Everyone walked over to him and looked down at him. “Um, did it work?” Soul asked. Swift looked at the picture before turning towards the others. “Nope.” ********* The students gathered around a laundry machine as they waited for it to finish cleaning. When a ding sound went off, Soul lifted the top of it and poking her head out was Pinkie. “Did it work?” Soul asked. “Nope,” Pinkie replied. “Why did you go into the laundry machine again?” Bon Bon asked. “I always wanted to know what it would be like in there,” Pinkie replied. “As clothes anyway.” “We’re going to have to do something drastic,” Soul suggested. ********* Some of the students started beating down on the painting with various tools and weapons hoping that it would work. “NOTHING WORKING!” Pinkie yelled. “Wait! We’re not caveman,” Swift said. He walked all of them over to a nearby computer and placed the painting next to it. “We have technology.” Swift grabbed the computer and started banging down on the painting with it until the computer was too damaged to use anymore and the painting was unscratched. “Hmm, maybe we should have looked up the internet instead of doing that,” Swift commented. “And that is one hell of a tough painting.” “I hate to say this, but I think our plans are getting more and more stupid,” Bon Bon said. “Wait, I have one more idea!” Pinkie said. “Soul, you’re good at art, right?” “I wouldn’t say good but-” “Then how about you do an exact replica of the painting and we’ll hang that up there and hopefully no one would know the difference,” Pinkie suggested. “But Pinkie, this kind of art takes years to study and I only know how to do sketches,” Soul explained. “And even I did know how to do it, it’ll still take hours and-” “Shut up and get painting,” Pinkie said as she handed him a paint brush and placed a blank canvas in front of him. There was an assortment of various colors that he could use to paint and even mix them together to create other colors. Soul let out a sigh. “Fine, but it’ll be difficult without copying off the real deal,” he said. “Oh, then you can use this,” Pinkie said as she slipped the painting out of the frame with the painting itself untouched by the paint. Everyone’s eyes widen as they looked back and forth between the painting and the still white stained frame. They then glared at Pinkie with angry looks. “You mean to tell us that the actual painting is still okay!?” Soul asked in an angry tone. “Well, yeah. It was under some glass,” Pinkie replied. Everyone in the room simultaneously smacked themselves in the foreheads. “Quick, someone get another frame for it!” a student said. “Vinyl doesn't seem to keep them from coming anymore.” ********* “So, you’re telling me if I buy eight Caramello bars, you get to go to some camp?” Cheese Sandwich asked Vinyl. “Yep, that’s the lie I told you to keep you distracted,” Vinyl replied. “What?” Luna asked. “I mean, detained,” Vinyl corrected before she raised a brow. “Wait, that didn’t help.” Luna walked by Vinyl and made her way towards the gymnasium. “Wait, I didn’t explain what camp I was going to!” Vinyl said. “It’s a DJ camp!....Man, that would be an awesome place to go to.” Luna walked through the doors of the gymnasium with an angered expression. “Alright, what is everyone….Huh?” Luna’s mouth was wide open as she saw the entire gym repainted and was in awe on how fast it was quickly done. She then looked at the committee huddled up in a group with huge toothy smiles. “Amazing, you were all able to do this in such a short time?” Luna asked as she gawked around the room. “Of course, the Party Planning Committee always works at a fast pace,” Pinkie said. “I can see that,” Luna said. “Well, I can say that I am very impressed with all of your work. And as a reward for this, I’ll order some pizza for the entire committee.” Everyone cheered and highfived with one another at the news. “I just need to take care of one thing,” Luna said before walking over to the painting of Principal Celestia and plucked it from the wall. She looked at it for a moment before throwing it to the nearby trash can. Everyone eyes widen and all of their mouths hung open. “My sister always hated that painting,” Luna said. “She wanted it be gotten rid of, but the superintendent wanted it there because he knew she hated it. She was able to convince him to get rid of it, since he had his fun, and wanted it gone. I was going to tell you all but I forgot about it, so I’m for any trouble you had removing it from the wall and putting it back.” Luna left the room with students still having their mouths opened and some of them even twitched their eyes. Soul let out an irritated sigh. “Yep, something like this would happen to me,” he commented. “So, are you going out with Sonata?” a random student asked. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!” “I still don’t know if that’s a yes or a no.”