Fears

by Short Stories


Mental Breakdown (of cheese)

"It's just a simulation...it's just a simulation..." Twilight repeated to herself over and over to try and calm her frazzled nerves. It wasn't working too well.

Whatever magic Nightmare Moon had, it was obviously powerful enough to make this frightening, cheesy simulation look, smell, feel and--if she even dare say it--possible taste all to real!

"No. No. It's just a hologram." She tried to convince herself, "just a very realistic, very disturbing hologram. This is a...a...a test! Yes! That's it! Once I pass this--" she shuddered in spite of herself. "Disgusting test, it'll be over with and I won't have to see another one of these evil cheese slices again!" She pried herself from the wall that she was hanging onto and took a tiny step towards the quesadillas.

Some cheese dripped down, inches away from her furry, purple hooves.

She screamed and ran back towards the door.


A pale pink aura surrounded the nervous unicorn as she slowly but steadily started walking further into the quesadilla death trap. She noticed there was another door on the other end of the room; one where she had to walk across her fear just to get to it. So, after some thought, she decided to place herself in a bubble of protection.

After two minutes of slow walking and nervous head-turns, Twilight was starting to feel comfortable with the cheesy scenery, as long as nothing got on her hooves or any part of her body. She was well into the middle of the room when a sudden voice made her jump.

"No spells." It said, taking away her bubble of protection along with her horn.

Twilight immediately started to freak out and tried to run back to the door she had been clinging too before hand. Unfortunately, she realized that there was no possible way she could ever reach her 'safety zone' without getting the food all over her. Plus, the cheesy triangles seemed like they were slowly crawling towards her, leaving the small circle of cleanliness that she stood in to shrink more, if that was even possible.

A large glob of cheese fell where her horn used to be, quickly followed by the triangular tortilla shell, standing upright so it looked like Twilight's new horn.

She fell to the ground in her small circle, slowly rocking herself back and forth while quietly murmuring: "this isn't happening. Only a simulation. This isn't happening. Only a simulation..."