//------------------------------// // 100 Follower Special! // Story: A Displaced Dragon // by Prince_Zodiac //------------------------------// 100 Follower Special! {Third POV} “Soooooo… what are we doing again?” Gale was walking up a path with Lisa. “Marx said that Zodiac has just reached one hundred followers so we’re going to celebrate.” “And he is?” “We’re allowed to break the fourth wall in a bonus chapter you know.” “Oh… right. Well then I hope he’s been doing well. I also must question him on why he hasn’t written about us in a while.” “Babe he has his reasons. Besides, even if it was a ridiculous one we can’t do crap.” “Why’s that?” “He writes our fate.” “Oh… right.” Gale and Lisa continued down the path. Meanwhile, Alduin flew towards his destination, the Twins and Twilight on his back. “I can’t wait to get there!” “I know this’ll be so much fun!” “Calm down you two we’re almost there.” “Yay!” Twilight smiled at their excitement as Alduin sped up, determined to get to the ongoing party. While everyone else was on their way, Marx and Zodiac were just finishing setting up. “And….. done.” The whole living area was decorated nicely, with congrats banners and food and cake. There were even some consoles and party games set up, such as an Xbox One, PS4, Cards Against Humanity, Catch Phrase, and other things. “I think we did good. How about you Zodiac?” The Black-Mage pony persona nodded in agreement with his creation. “I agree, we have done very nicely.” “So what shenanigans do you have planned for us, oh mighty creator? It is your party after all.” “I don’t know, I prefer to just let things happen.” “Very well.” There was the sudden “DING DONG!” of the door bell, signifying that the guests had arrived. “I’ll get it!” Flying to the door, Marx opened it up and let everyone inside. There was Alduin and the gang, some of Marx’s old displaced, and some displaced yet to come. Marx wasn’t quite sure how they got here, but were allowed in none the less. With everyone in, the party began. People started playing games, drinking cider, and having fun. Gale rarely gets drunk, and even when he does it’s very little. That plan was thrown out the window when someone bet him a hundred fifty bits that he couldn’t jug an entire keg of beer. Not wanting to back down from a challenge, he took the displaced on, and managed to do it easily. However, his victory was short lived when he almost immediately passed out and Lisa had to put him in the upstairs bedroom. Alduin was having a grand time, and being there with his favorite pony in the world and his two children made everything even better. He danced around with Twilight and made some new friends. He then watched with hilarity as the Twins became Epidemic so they could take place in a Mortal Kombat Tournament. Epidemic won of course, and got a giant golden belt as a victory medal, which he promptly threw in someone’s face and caused a fist fight between him and five others which, again, he beat senseless. Lisa was enjoying herself as well. She had fun talking with her creator Zodiac and hanging around with some of the other cool displaced girls. She especially enjoyed the tale of her turning out to be the most popular displaced Zodiac ever had in her first tale, warranting over 150 favorites within hours and holding a spot on the featured list for two whole days! That definitely built up her ego and she shoved it in the face of anyone that thought they were better than her. Then this other hotshot girl said that she wasn’t that special, which in turn unleashed Lisa Mad Mode Three. Gale had woken up and came back to the party only to calm her down before she killed someone. They spent the rest of the night together. Plague and Amnesia were having a blast! The party was awesome, and they made a lot of new friends. Epidemic though, made quite a few enemies, especially the ones from the fist fight, who were being sent back home and to a hospital. Otherwise they were having fun. They thought it was pretty funny when they had gotten challenged to and armwrestling contest, and they became Psychotic to win it. He drained his opponents power before the fight even began, and won ten matches in a row. The Twins returned to normal before he could go on an energy high and drain everyone. They then spent the rest of the party with their Dad and Twilight. Marx was having a blast! The party was going great. He played some games, ate some cake, and reconnected with some old displaced of his, who were now void dwellers. He even did his trademark, “Free otherworldly candy for everyone!” opening a portal and filling the room with candy from separate dimensions. Yes, this was certainly the most fun he’s had in centries! Zodiac was enjoying his party to the fullest. He meet displaced that he felt bad for because he would never write about them, and some other interesting displacers that he would make in the future! He was questioned by Gale as to why he and Lisa weren’t written about as much, which he answered with by blasting him with magic sending him flying into a wall. With that done he walked to the front of the room, grabbed a mic, and tapped it three times. Everyone quieted down as to let their maker speak. “Good evening everyone. I thank you all for coming to my party. I want to thank some specific characters that exist in my stories now, and for their contribution to the beginning of my writing. I want to thank Alduin for being the first displaced I’ve ever had, and for being the start of a very interesting storyline. I want to thank Gale, for being a part of that beginning, and for restoring Alduin’s memories of his human life. I want to thank Lisa for being one of my most popular displaced yet, and allowing me to see that people do like what I write. I want to thank Marx, for being one of the funnest characters I’ve ever made, and for adding an insane element to my stories. And I want to thank the Twins for being some of the most interesting characters I’ve ever made, and for being the gateway into such an amazing tale.” Everyone cheered at the end of the appreciation speech. But, Zodiac was not yet finished. “Finally, I want to thank any and all who read my stories, and even more so those that follow me. One hundred followers, is the first of what I hope to be many milestones. I hope I can continue to write stories that everyone enjoys and finds interesting. Thank you, everyone, and goodnight.”