Undertales of Friendship

by ngrey651


Prisons and Ponies

Another loud crack of thunder outside shook the castle, as Chara stared dejectedly out the window. He understood that the Pegasi controlled the weather, but he hated when there was a slip up now and then resulting in a massive storm. Worse still, Toriel and Asgore were in Canterlot, going over events which had occurred recently.

That meant he, Asriel, and Frisk needed a sitter, and they were not the only ones. The Cutie Mark Crusaders were also needing a watchful eye given that the Mane Six also had to be in the summit. That meant the person watching the six of them had to be someone else.

In this case, that someone else just happened to be Princess Luna, who sighed sadly as she too was hoping to have some fun outside. Despite being one of the royal sisters, she was often outside the castle affairs and more in the public eye. In some ways she was more in connection with the ponies than Celestia as a result. Today she had happened to be in Ponyville to do some research on unusual dreams Muffet kept having, but wound up stuck due to the rain.

Still, she did not mind being called on as a result. Normally it was a lot of fun for the filly's to play with Luna, who had command over dreams and the night. But today...

"Ugh, so bored." Chara said, sharing the view of everyone in the library. "Why is it that we are heroes, yet we are stuck here in the castle? It makes NO sense!"

Frisk sighed as he set aside the book Toriel gave him on snail facts. "I won't argue that one Chara. No offense... but it is tough being stuck in this castle. We can't even go exploring thanks to the spell Twilight put on most of the rooms."

Asriel sighed, playing chess with Luna. "And while playing you in chess is fun your highness.... truth be told it feels like we are leaving everyone out."

Luna nodded. "I cannot help but agree my little friends." She looked over to Starlight Glimmer, who also had stayed behind, but her duty was to work at researching friendship. "Starlight... have you any ideas?"

Starlight thought for a moment, then blinked. "I might have one. It was something Twilight and I came across a few weeks ago while re re reorganizing the library." Starlight hmmed as she headed for a shelf labeled "Games and Recreation", and pulled three books from it. She blew off the dust, and brought them over to a central table, the others coming over to see. Scootaloo, who had been trotting in place before, was first to speak.

"What is it?" She asked. Apple Bloom looked at the title.

"It says... 'Prisons and Ponies'? What is it?"

Starlight looked. "According to Twilight, this was a new thing called an RPG, or role playing game. I guess it was based on ancient legends and myths in Equestria."

Luna looked at the books. "I have heard of it, but I never thought I would see it in person."

Asriel blinked. "What's a roleplaying game?"

Chara chuckled. "That I can answer. You make your character and work together to tell stories. Before I went nutso back in the old days, I did do one with other kids. Was kind of an evil guy, but it was still fun."

Starlight nodded. "One of us plays as a storyteller or PM in this case. They act as referees and chief storytellers."

Sweetie Belle nodded. "Well I'm game. Let's try it!"

The other s agreed, as Starlight took the books. She handed the player guide to The others, and read the Prison Manual.

Sweetie Belle smiled as they looked at the possible characters. "Well I don't know about you, but I am going to be a magic warrior, like Twilight or my sister!"

Asriel smiled. "Well I think I wanna be a Paladin."

Chara chuckled. "Barbarian for me!"

Frisk joined in. "I'll be a healer, and keep everyone healthy."

Scootaloo chuckled. "Well I will be a Star mage, and use powers of the night, like Luna!"

Luna blushed. "I am honed little pony. As for me... I may play as a summoner."

Starlight smiled and was about to read the adventure... when all of a sudden the books began to glow. "What the?!" She managed to get out, as all of a sudden the ponies, humans, and monsters were swallowed up by bagic. As the books landed back on the table, there was a stamp indicating where the books came from.

Magical Cards and Comics.

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Frisk moaned as he slowly got up. He had no idea how long he was out, or why everything felt so... weird. But as he stood up, he saw something was VERY different about himself. For one thing, he was clothed in a shirt with a holy symbol on it, and had a clerical hat on his head.

For another.... he was a pony. But... HOW?!

"Frisk!" He heard Chara call, and was shocked as suddenly there came a pony wearing armor of yellow and green stripes, and having horseshoes tipped with spikes, as well as a horned helmet. Chara alone however would have those red eyes, and Frisk recognized him instantly.

"Chara? You're a.... a....."

"Yeah I know, you two! But... where is Luna, the Cutie Mark Crusaders, ASRIEL?!"

"I am over here." Asriel said, the others turning and going wide eyed as they saw a shining pony in heavy armor decorated with holy symbols, a lance attached to his saddle, a mace ready to grab on his hoof. "Not a bad look huh?"

Chara smiled. "Now THAT is pretty cool." Then... he put two and two together. "Wait.... A Paladin.... a Healer.... a Berserker.... I have a hunch we have been sucked into the game!"

Arrows buzzed overhead, confirming their plight. The three friends looked and saw green skinned pig-like monsters charging a group of smaller ponies. Closer examination revealed that one had huge wings and several crossbows on them, one was clothed like a wizard of the night, and one was clothed in light armor with her horn emitting several magical arrows.

"That has to be the girls!" Chara said. "Come on, they are in trouble!"

Frisk nodded and went to follow, but Asriel held him back. "No Frisk, you're a healer, you cannot fight well in a RPG as a result. Leave this to Chara and I."

Frisk nodded. "Right. I'll check and see if there is any spells we can use." He went to look as the two charged the green pigs, clearly Equestria's version of orks. Chara emitted a mighty battle cry as he lept at one, slamming it into the ground with his fee... er.... hooves, slamming it into the ground. As one came behind him, he made a mighty buck Applejack style, sending his foe flying.

Nearby, Scootaloo, clothed like an ariel archer, was able to get in on the act, firing arrows that pinned the orks down, her buddies using their spells to finally get an edge. When it was all over, the orks that remained turned and left, though one was held down by a lance. Asriel glared at the ork and snorted once.

"Alright, who are you and why did you attack us?" He said, the ork wriggling.

"Ork ork ork. ork ork ork ork ORK ork." Came the reply. The others shook their head as Frisk came over.

"Apparently he only speaks ork. But I may have a translation spell." He looked through his book and found one, waving his hand. Slowly he understood the words.

"He says that he was ordered to attack this town by the Matriarch of Monet, a powerful unicorn necromancer. In exchange for attacking us... she would resurrect their chieftain."

Chara sighed. "Greeeeat. Apparently this Orc does not realize that zombies only listen to their master?"

Everyone stared, recalling six very SPECIAL zombies.

"Oh.... never mind." He said blushing. Sweetie Belle hmmed.

"If he is being resurrected though odds are she will do it anyway to make a servant for herself. Diamond Tiara was like that before."

Asriel nodded. "Then we better go find her and stop her. For all we know this is the only way out of this game."

Frisk nodded. "I'll ask where she resides.................. of course. Apparently he says she resides in a large tower on the edge of the Bridlewood Bramble."

Chara nodded. "Then that is our next stop. And we better hurry. No offense girls... but I kinda rather have hands than hooves."

Everyone chuckled as they set off, the ork given a final blow to knock him out from Apple Bloom, the filly not noticing as the words Level Up appeared above her head...

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"Whoa." Chara said, looking at the tower before them.

"Now that... is awesome." Scootaloo said, the others nodding in confirmation. There in the center of a large dead forest was a tower made of pure obsidian, stretching up to the clouds. They swirled around it in a never-ending thunderstorm, the lightning striking the tip of the tower. But then everyone saw what was laying in the courtyard surrounding the tower. Assembled and wearing leather armor and sporting spiked helmets was a large group of...

"Skeletons." Chara said. "WHY did it have to be skeletons."

Asriel looked to Chara. "Bad memories of Sans I am assuming?"

"That..... and Papyrus' cooking skills. But I have a hunch these ones are NOT so animated."

Scootaloo hmmed. "Well, we have to get in there, but how?!"

"Maybe I can help." A voice said. The six little ponies turned and saw Luna, except she looked very different. She was now more like Nightmare Moon, right down to her armor and her jet black fur, draconic eyes staring down at the skeletons. Chara reacted first.

"WOW. I love the new look, your Majesty."

Luna looked to Chara. "I do not. It is a bad reminder of what I once was. It seemed we are trapped in this game until we win the adventure, but as a stronger character I can only offer assistance here."

Apple Bloom spoke up. "But... if you're here, then...."

"Yes... Starlight Glimmer is playing the role of the gamemaster, this Necromancer you must defeat. I imagine the game has made her more accustomed to the role."

Scootaloo sighed. "Then we will have to beat her, won't we?"

"Indeed."

Chara sighed at that, recalling a sunrise not too long ago. He sighed and steeled himself. After all... this was just a game, right?

"In any case, I will work on distracting the skeleton army. You all need to head to the tower peak and face the Necromancer."

Frisk nodded, looking to the others. "With us together there is no way we can lose. Let's go!"

As Luna watched them go, she took off to distract the skeletons. Even as she did, she managed a smile.

How much those six reminded her of another group of six. How much indeed...

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"Ok.... we got past the skeletons." Apple Bloom said, slowly backing up.

"But why did we think that was the worst of it?" Asriel eeped, looking up. Despite making it into the hallway, the group were now staring down a massive zombie dragon. Clearly the dark tower of a necromancer had a variety of defenses, and the dragonic horror that looked at the six ponies was one of them. Everyone lept for their lives as it began to shoot out acid at the group. Chara shouted as he charged afterward, slashing at the beast.

But the slash quickly disappeared.

"Of course he can regenerate." Chara said. "Hey.. .deja vu."

Then something struck Sweetie Belle... "Frisk! You're a healer! That means you have spells to deal with undead!"

Frisk was wide eyed. "Alright, I'll take a look, everyone give me a moment!"

Asriel smiled. "You got it." He reared up, slamming the ground and making plumes of fire shoot up. "Scoots! Show this guy what iyt means to fly!"

Scootaloo took flight, using the arrow shooters on his wings. The dragon was easily distracted, more so as Apple Bloom and Chara charged in with their weapons, warrior and berserker making the zombie dragon have to focus on regeneration. That gave Frisk his chance.

"Ok.... here goes!" He said, "Spirits of light, purify this cursed body and return him to the dust from whence he came!"

In an instant, the dragon slowly dematerialized into dust, which gave Frisk some very bad memories.

"Oh man.... I hate doing that kind of stuff..." He managed to whimper out, but Chara came up to him.

"Frisk, this is just a game. But remember he was already deads, and was being used by the necromancer. All you did was return him to his rest, freeing him."

Frisk shivered. "Yeah.... but it still..."

Chara nodded, as did Asriel. But the group had no time to focus as high pitched laughter echoed in the halls. Everyone looked at the far staircase and watched as A figure clothed in bone barding descended, using magic to levitate a staff of dragon bone. On her head was the skull of a large pony, glowing with ethereal light. It was the Necromancer.

And the necromancer was Starlight!

"So, you fools have decided to interfere with my will. Well you are far too late. Soon I will be resurrecting the power of the Ork Lord! And when I do, you will not have a chance against me! HAAAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!"

Chara grimaced. "Ok, I know she was evil and all, but that voice is definitely NOT Starlight!"

Everyone turned to him, Apple Bloom speaking up. "Whatcha mean?"

"Look, her armor is glowing, and when she was speaking it glowed even brighter. What if she was being controlled somehow?"

The Necromancer looked to Chara. "Very CLEVER, barbarian. Indeed, I am Zephyr Whirlwind, master Necromancer! However, without enough dark soul energy I cannot assume physical form, and must act through a vessel who dares to wear my armor! But soon, I will have power enough to abandon this weakling, and lay waste to all!"

Asriel stepped forward, levitating his mace, which shone like a star. "That's not going to happen, we will stop you!"

The Necromancer was suddenly engulfed by a powerful aura, Starlight eep[ing as the armor pulled free, leaving her a heap, the armor assembling into a frightening skeleton of a pony. "You will try." With those words he charged, breathing dark energy. The group tried to dodge but were caught in the blast. Pain shot through them all as they collapsed.

"Some heroes. What a joke. When all is said and done you cannot even save yourselves. Perhaps I should just resurrect you for my army."

Frisk grimaced as he stood up. "No... chance...." He looked to his friends. "Healing Salve!"

As the wounds on the group healed, the ponies stood once more. But it was clear a direct fight would not work.

"We need a plan. Sweetie Belle, you and I can use magic to bless our weapons. If we do so for the others we may have a chance against dark power!"

Sweetie Belle nodded, casting her spell, making the weapons glow with holy light. Even Chara could feel the power, and...

"This light... it's... exhilarating!" He said. "Is this why you try to help so many Frisk? It feels like I could do anything now, if I have my friends with me... I like this feeling!"

Frisk smiled and had an idea. "Then Let's do just that! Scootaloo, strike from the sky! Chara, Apple Bloom, from the ground! Asriel, keep that bonehead busy with your holy power!"

The fiend watched as the heroes charged, but was wide eyed at their combined power.

"No..... how...?" He tried to unleash his dark energy but the combined power of the holy weapons made it useless. He had no way to stop the assault as the four slammed him with all they had!!!

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"With the foe defeated, the armor crumbles to dust, the souls of the dark ones disappearing into the mists. The heroes go to the one that the Necromancer was using, and for now took her to a medical house. The heroes would long be remembered for saving their village from orks and the greatest threat ever, but their journey has only just begun."

Starlight closed the book, looking to her friends, human, monster, and pony, now back from the game.

"Hard to believe that game really sucked us in for an adventure. It was pretty scary, but kinda fun!" Asriel said.

"Not for me. No offense, but I don't think I want to be a pony again." Frisk said. Chara however was silent, smiling as he looked to his friends. That power he felt in the game... in many ways it was not just fake. He really could feel the light and help of his friends, even now.

"Seems everyday you are getting happier, Chara." Luna said, sitting beside the boy. Chara smiled and, abruptly, hugged the princess of the night. She was stunned, but returned the hug with a smile.

"I guess friendship really IS magic, a powerful one." Chara said. "Though.... it does sound kinda corny saying it like that huh?"

"Not at all. Who knows? Maybe someday there will be stories about friendships for others to see."

Chara looked through the fourth wall and winked. "You have no idea Luna. No idea."

With a smile, the group prepared to go for the next adventure, ready to be sucked in again, this time knowing what it would be like. In a flash they were facing shadow ponies and saving townsfolk as a new team of brave adventurers.

And not once did they leave the library until the storm was over.

THE END