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// Rumble's Punishment 
// Story: The Secret of Sheldon Clopper. 
// by theanonymousbrony 
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Later that night, I was sitting at the dinner table, telling my parents all that had happened--excluding the whole picture of Button's Mom incident.  (In fact, when my mom asked me about my nose, I simply told her that I was slammed by a door).  But enough with that bloody business, let's get on to the rest of the conversation.

"You see Sheldon, I told you there was no reason for you to be afraid of Princess Twilight."  My dad said.

"What was she like?" my mom asked.

While I was eating my peas, I made my chalk and board float around and wrote down, "She seems nice."

"She must be if she's the princess of friendship."  My mom declared.

My dad then added, "Yes, but remember Sheldon.  As long as you don't use your powers in public, then she'll have no reason to report to Celestia."  And that's when the door began to knock.  "Sheldon, put your board and chalk down."  After I'd placed them back on the table, my dad went to open the door and saw that it was Pecan and Button Mash.  "Hello boys, what's with the sleeping bags?"

"Rumble's havin' a sleepover."  Said Pecan.

"Can Sheldon come?" asked Button.

After comprehending this small request, my dad had then passed down his judgement.  "Well...I suppose he could."  And with that said, I took a sleeping bag and head on to Rumble's place with Pecan and Button.



A couple of seconds later, we were standing upon the doorstep of Rumble's house.  As Pecan knocked on the door, I turned to Button and noticed that he didn't have his little gizmo with him.  "Where's your gizmo?"

"My JoyBoy?" said Button.  "I didn't feel like bringing it tonight."

When my nose had finally healed, my mom had helped removed the balls of cotton from my nostrils.  But the second I took a quick whiff, I seemed to have sensed a strange odor coming from Button.  "Are you wearing cologne?"

"Oh yeah, this is my dad's; I always wear it for these special occasions."

"And how is a sleepover worthy of cologne, exactly?"

Before he could give me his reasons, the door had finally opened and there stood Thunderlane.  "Hey there little dudes, here for the sleepover?"

"You betcha."  Said Pecan.

"Hey Rumble, your friends are here!"

As soon as we entered, we saw Rumble sitting upon a couch with a moody expression.  When we all sat beside him, he said very glumly, "Hey guys."

"Hey Rumble," said Pecan.  "I take it that yer brother didn't go easy on ya?"

"Nope, he wanted to make sure that I'd never go sneaking into his room again."

"And this sleepover's your punishment?"

"Oh no, I've actually been looking forward to this; it's just that Thunderlane decided to ruin it."

That's when we heard the door knocking.  "Right on time." I heard Thunderlane's inner voice say.  As he went to the door, I wrote on my board, "So what's your punishment?"

And Rumble said, "It should begin right about..." that's when he was swept in the air by two pegasus mares.  One had spiky light blue hair, while the other had long light greenish hair with a pink bow on top.  But something told me that they must be twins (seeing as how they each seem to share the same coat of pale blue fur).

Anyway, while Rumble was lifted into the air, the spiky haired one said in a cutesy tone while nuzzling her face next to his, "Here's our little Rumby!"

And the one with the bow said in the same tone while she squeezed his cheeks, "And how's our favorite wittle colt been today?!"

"Nopony's been messing with your cute spiky mane, have they?!"

"I just hope that nopony's been smacking their lips on these chubby wittle cheeks!" as they were both giving Rumble playful kisses on his cheeks, I could hear his inner voice say, "It's gonna be a long night."  But the one with the bow turned her attention towards us when she heard us snickering--even though I technically couldn't make a sound.  "Ooh, Cloud Chaser, it's Rumby's wittle friends!"

The one with the spiky hair--who I assume is Cloud Chaser--swooped Pecan up and started to rub noses.  "Oh, aren't you just the most precious wittle colt!"

The one with the bow lifted up Button Mash and said, "Ooh, this one smells like strawberries.  And I bet you're just as sweet as one; oh I just wanna eat you up."  As she was playfully nibbling the side of his face, Button's inner voice was saying, "You can nibble me all you like."  It then occurred to me that he might have some kind of crush towards her; I mean the cologne, and the fact he didn't bring his gizmo, he clearly was trying to impress this pegasus.  No wonder he considered this to be a special occasion.

But my train of thought was soon broken when I found myself being lifted by the pegasi twins.  "And who's this wittle cutie?" the one with the bow asked.

"That's Sheldon," Thunderlane explained.  "He and his folks just moved here."

"Really?" the one called Cloud Chaser asked.  "If I had known that, then I would've given him my special welcome hug."  As she was hugging me tightly, that's when she had took my board from around my neck.  "Oh look at this Flitter, he's got a wittle chalk board."

"Isn't that adorable," said the one called Flitter.  "He must like playing tic-tac-toe."

"Actually Flitter, he uses that for more important matters."  Thunderlane explained.

"Like what?" that's when I took my chalk board back, and as I was grasping the chalk within my mouth, I wrote down, "I'm mute."

The one called Cloud Chaser then said, "Oh we're sorry sweetie, we didn't know you couldn't talk.  Can you forgive us?" that's when she moved my lips around and had me say, "Of course I forgive ya; I could never hate somepony as pretty as you."  She then let go of my lips.  "Well aren't you a sweetheart."  And then she planted a kiss right on my forehead.

Before Thunderlane left, he said to the twins.  "Now remember, make sure Rumble get's in bed on time and make sure he stays out of my room."

"Relax Thunder," said Flitter, "we can handle Rumble; we've been foalsitting him since he was a baby."

"You just go have fun with some of your Wonderbolt friends while we look after our little Rumby."  Said Cloud Chaser.  After giving her a big kiss to the lips, Thunderlane turned and walked out the door.

As soon as the door was closed, Rumble's stomach started to growl.  This caused Flitter to say, "Did ya hear that, Cloud Chaser?"

"I sure did," said Cloud Chaser, "it sounds like our little Rumby's having a rumbly in his tumbly."

"Then I guess we better go make our big, strong colt something to eat."

While they were in the kitchen, I took my chalk and written something for Rumble.  "Who are those two?"

"That's Cloud Chaser and Flitter," said Rumble.  "They're my foalsitters."

"Ah yes," said Pecan, "nothin' says 'stay away from my magazines' like havin' yer foalsitters smother ya with affection."

"Are they always like that?"

"Only when they're around foals," explained Rumble.  "Especially if they've known one since he was a baby--and let me tell you, they're like those older sisters who force their little brothers to play dress up.  I wouldn't mind it that much, except for the fact that my brother is dating one of them." I guess that explains why he kissed her.  "And as we all know, dating leads to marriage.  And if that day ever comes, I'm gonna end up dealing with all this sappy, cutesy affection until I die."

"I don't know, Rumble," said Button, "I'd say that you're one lucky colt."

"You're only saying that because you have the hots for Flitter."

"Wait, I thought you and Sweetie Belle are together."

"We are," explained Button, "but I just find Flitter so tempting!  I mean, there's just something so enchanting about her..." he started to trail away at that moment as he turned and watched Flitter from the couch.  As he was gazing upon her, he started to slowly blush and was beginning to fall under some kind of trance.  He was soon knocked out of said trance when Rumble bumped him on the head and it caused him to blurt out, "Sweetie Belle!  You love Sweetie Belle!"

"That's right Button, wouldn't want your girlfriend to find out that you got feelings for another."  Said Rumble.

"So what if she finds out that he has a crush on Flitter?"

"Well Sheldon, Sweetie may seem like an angel," Button explained, "but let's just say that you don't want to see her when she's angry."

"Dinner's ready!" seeing as how we were getting hungry, we decided to put our conversation on hold and prepare ourselves for dinner.



The second we'd entered the kitchen, we saw Rumble being swooped up and placed on a chair by his foalsitters.  While Cloud Chaser tied a bib with a picture of a pink heart on it, Flitter scooped up a spoonful of soup and said, "Here comes the Wonderbolt!" and then she commenced to shoving the spoon in his mouth.

This caused Rumble to make a hissy fit, "You don't have to feed me; I'm not a baby anymore!"

"Oh, but you'll always be our sweet little Rumby to us."  Cloud Chaser said in that cutesy tone from before.

"Now open wide," while Flitter was continuing to feed Rumble, me, Pecan, and Button, were each trying our best to contain our laughter (although the way I laugh would most likely appear as me hanging my mouth open).  Flitter must've noticed our snickering, because she suddenly told us, "Well aren't you boys gonna eat, or do I have to feed you all as well?" not wanting to suffer the same fate as Rumble, we stopped our snickering and quickly ate our meals.



After we finished our meals, we all decided to just hang around in Rumble's room--seeing as how that's the only place for him to be safe from his foalsitters' tenderness.  As we were just lying around, Pecan said to Rumble, "So what should we do now?"

"What're you asking me for?" Rumble replied.  "It's not like I have more pictures of Button's Mom."

"Can it, Rumble!" cried Button.

This in turn gave reason for Pecan to ask, "Say Button, did ya ever did find out why yer mom was in that magazine?"

A frown was slowly forming on Button's face as he said, "Yeah, when she asked me and Gibson to talk to her privately, she told me everything."  We then made ourselves comfortable as he told us this story.  "It turns out that my family wasn't too good when it came to money; we were able to afford a house, but we were lucky enough to even pay the rent on time.  I was just a baby when my family was like this.  My dad was trying his best to earn a raise, my brother had to drop out of school so he could work at some factory, but it was my mom who was having to do most of the work.  She had to go in between jobs and looking after me--seeing as how she couldn't afford to hire a foalsitter at the time.  One day, my first birthday was coming up, and my mom wanted to make sure that it was the best I ever had.  My family was able to afford a cake and a clown, but they didn't really have enough to buy me cartloads of gifts.  You'd think that I would end up getting something cheap like a toy train for my birthday, but my mom was determined to get me the best birthday gift anypony could wish for.  Which is why she reluctantly went up to this Hugh Hoofner fellow and asked him to appear in one of his magazines; and after she did that, she was able to get me the best birthday gift ever."

"What did she get you?"

A tear slowly slid down his face as he told us, "My JoyBoy."

"You mean the reason you carry that gizmo around is because it was the first gift your mom gave you?"

"No.  In fact, I never knew that was the reason why I'd like to play on that thing until my mom said so herself.  And after she did told me, I realized at that point how lucky I am to have somepony like her for a mom."  He started to quietly cry to himself after that.

"What a momma's boy."  Rumble's inner voice said.  When Pecan went to some closet to look for some tissues to give to Button, Rumble suddenly cried out, "Wait, don't open that!" and when Pecan did open it, that's when we all gazed at the pictures of Ms. Cheerilee!

"What the hay!" cried Pecan.  "Is that Ms. Cheerilee?!"

Button's tears started to dry up as he said, "Why would you have pictures of her in your closet?"

"I'll tell ya why," said Pecan, "it's because our dear Rumby is in love with her!" we then saw him holding a piece of paper.  "He better not read that!" Rumble's inner voice was shouting.  But to his dismay, Pecan started to read his love poem out loud:


My sweet Cheerilee,  my love for you I shall decree.



Although I maybe too young for you, a kiss from you is all I need.



From your lovely voice that sends my heart a flutter, to your warm smile that fills me with glee.



For these feelings that I have for you, is much stronger than that of a dragon's greed.



Everyday you give me the privilege to learn, and everyday I have the honor of having you for a teacher.



And although I may lie about Diamond Dogs eating my homework, the words I say to you are pure and true.



No matter how older you and I shall get, I will always be your admirer and you will always remain a beautiful creature.



Now that I've told you I hope you won't give me an "F", for all I want is for you to love me too.


If you thought he was embarrassed when his foalsitters were treating him like a baby, then it's nothing compared to the giant, red blush that was upon his face at the end of that poem.  After the poem had been recited, I took my chalk and wrote for Rumble, "Never thought you'd be the poetic type."

Pecan then said to him, "So let me get this straight: it's wrong fer me, Sheldon, and Button ta have feelings fer mares, but it's completely OK fer you?"

"I just think she's hot, OK!" so just a reminder: Pecan's in love with a dentist, I have a guilty pleasure towards Button's Mom, Button is having temptations towards one of Rumble's foalsitters, and Rumble has the hots for our school teacher.  Do every colt in Equestria just prefer older ponies?  But before I could actually ask that question, Pecan said, "Wait 'til Scootaloo hears about this."

This caused Rumble to grovel before him and say, "Please don't tell her!  She'd kill me if she found out about my feelings for Ms. Cheerilee!"

"She can't be as worse as Sweetie Belle."  Button commented.

"Oh yes she is!"

"Oh Rumby!" cried the foalsitter twins.

Before they came in, Rumble quickly snatched the love poem, stuffed it back in the closet, and went back to his bed.  When they did come in, Cloud Chaser said, "Time for bed, boys."

Everypony--except me--let out a groan at that announcement.  Rumble said, "Can't we stay up just a little longer?"

"Uh-uh Rumby," said Cloud Chaser, "you'll need all the sleep you can get if you want to be a big, strong Wonderbolt like your brother."  After tucking him in his bed, she gave him a soft kiss on the forehead.  "Goodnight, Rumby."

As me, Pecan, and Button were getting ourselves settled in our sleeping bags, Flitter asked us, "Anypony need a goodnight kiss?"

Me and Pecan remained silent, while Button took off his propeller cap and said, "I could use one."  Then after receiving that goodnight kiss upon his forehead, they both left the room as we all went to sleep.


...


"Wake up, Sheldon."  I slowly lifted my eyelids as I found myself in somepony's room.  I was lying upon a big, comfy bed, and I could feel somepony's hoof wrapped around me.  When I turned to see who it was, I was in for a real surprise.

"Mrs. Mash!" you heard right, I was in bed with Button's Mom--who just happens to be wearing the same outfit from the magazine.

"Now Sheldon, is that anyway to speak to your wife?" when she mentioned that bit of information, I looked around the room and I noticed a picture of the both of us getting married (she was wearing a typical wedding dress, while I had on a typical tuxedo and a fake mustache for some reason).

"When did you and I get married?"

"Why don't you remember, sweetie? my last husband was killed by a dragon; and my poor Button was in need of a father.  And then you came and fixed everything.  You're what kept this whole family from falling apart...in fact, why don't we make a little brother for Button?"

As she was positioning herself on top of me, I started to stutter in a frantic pace.  "M-M-Mrs. Mash, I d-d-don't think..."

"Shh...Sheldon, we're married now; you can call me Elaina."  As both our lips were about to be locked together, that's when the door slammed open and there stood Apple Bloom.

"Get yer hooves off of my boyfriend, ya old hag!"

"Oh go play with your dolls, you little twerp!"

"He's mine and you know it!"

"Oh please, you just want him for his body!"

"And you just want him fer his age!"

"Tramp!"

"Grandma!" they then started to fight each other over me; and that's when I finally woke up.


...


Most ponies who just sporadically wake up would cause the others around him to wake up as well; but I couldn't make so much as a squeak, so everypony was still dreaming.  Since I was awake, I thought I tried using my Mind Powers on some of my friends.  First, I started with Pecan; as I was focusing all my powers upon him, instead of witnessing some memory, I instead got to see his dream!


...


Minuette was performing a root canal on somepony, and that's when Pecan came in--wearing a fancy sailor outfit.  Minuette immediately stopped what she was doing and watched as he walked towards her.  After giving her a kiss, he then lifted her away as all the ponies were cheering for them while some kind of techno music was being played in the background. 

Somepony must've been watching too many romances with his mom.


...


I then went to Rumble's dream.  He was sitting upon some couch--wearing nothing but a tunic--while Scootaloo--also wearing nothing but a tunic--was sitting beside him, feeding him grapes.

"Oh Rumble, you're the most powerful emperor in all of Equestria."  Scootaloo fawned.

"I know, my sweet Scootaloo," said Rumble, "and together, we shall rule Equestria as king and queen."

As they were passionately kissing one another, Cheerilee--who of course was wearing nothing but a tunic--came to him and said, "Your Highness, I've finished your homework for you."

"All right, another 'A+'!" cried Rumble.  He then let out a yawn.  "I grow tired, what say you two carry me to my chambers so we can have some real fun?" they both giggled as they carried him away, and I wasn't about to stay and find out what they have planned.


...


OK, so all that's left is Button's dream.  His wouldn't be as weird as the last two, right?  Wrong.  His was actually much weirder than the others--and after the things I had to witness, that's saying a lot.  It begins with him and Flitter dancing on some cloud while salsa music was playing in the background.  Flitter was wearing a long, red dress, while holding a fan to her face, and Button had on a fake mustache and was wearing that puffy, pirate shirt from Seinfriesian.

As they were dancing, Flitter said to Button, "Oh Senor Stache, you dance with so much grace!"

"That is because The Stache is the greatest dancer in all of Equestria."  They were soon interrupted by a loud shriek that echoed everywhere.  "Princess Sweetie Belle's in trouble!" he then took off his fake mustache and somehow switched into a green medieval, adventurer outfit.  He then ripped off the dress Flitter had on--which revealed a saddle on her back.  And as he got on her back, he pulls out a sword and cries, "Onward, Flitter!" and then she flew off as some epic, adventure music started to play.



When they finally came to where the shrieking was happening, they saw Sweetie Belle--who was wearing a fancy pink dress--being held prisoner by a two-headed monster that had the faces of Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.  Hey, this must be their true form.  "Button, help me!" cried Sweetie Belle.

One of the monster's heads shouted, "BLANK!" while the other shouted, "FLANK!"

As Button gazed upon the two-headed she-beast, he said to Flitter, "Come on Flitter, I got a princess to save!" and what followed next was an epic fight.  While Flitter flew around the monster, it tried it's best to kill her.  It tried slashing her with its claws, swiping her with its two tails, and even trying to eat her.  And as this was going on, Button would try to hinder the beast with his sword--but to no avail.  As it was about to seem that nothing could stop this beast, both its heads had gotten themselves tangled when Flitter had performed a loop-de-loop.  And this gave Button an idea; as the beast tried to untangle its heads, Button had Flitter charge forward and with his sword, he slashed both of their long, snake-like necks!

After that, Button released Sweetie from her cage.  "Oh Button, you saved me!" and after she awarded him with a victory kiss, Button said, "Come my princess, let us return to Hayrule."  And so they both got on Flitter's back and headed off to their little kingdom.


...


After I was done watching their dreams, I thought to myself, they've got some messed up fantasies.  And so I decided to just stick with my own dreams from now on.