//------------------------------// // Wednesday // Story: Ponyville Random Events. // by ChromeRegios //------------------------------// Wednesday. (Ponyville.) Pinkie Pie, normally the energetic one, sits alone in her room, reading a book. The air from the late afternoon brought a brisk sense of comfort throughout her room. As she flip pages off the book, she looks up and said to herself… “What am I reading?” 6:00 P.M That evening, three young fillies hang out at their tree house and starts discussing on what they’ll do tomorrow. Since they’re no longer black flanks, they’re figuring out on what sort of activities that’ll suit their needs without doing them altogether. In that time, their ideas were blank… Until there’s only one thing went to their minds at the moment… humor. “So here’s what I think.” Scootaloo started. “Why are parasprites even alive?” “That’s pretty mean.” Sweetie Belle laughed. “Did something happen?” Apple Bloom asked curiously. Scootaloo taps the floorboards and replies. “They’re aren’t even fun to watch, right?” She looks outside the window and sighs. “If anything, they’re just depressing. Despite their cuteness and destructive attributes.” “Well, we’re ponies, so I don’t really get it, but I think they try just to live peacefully without getting disturbed.” Sweetie Belle said to her pegasi friend. “Yeah, that’s true.” Apple Bloom agreed. “They spend all day eating anything in their path, if they’re in a mood for it or if they just don’t like something, I guess.” “You say it like it’s not your problem. What if they return to town and start that incident again? Back then, they literally nearly ate everything in town!” Scootaloo looks at the two. “And worst, I think they’re nesting near the club house!” “Let’s go and check it out!” Apple Bloom suggested with a grin on her face. And before the other two can even stop her, Apple Bloom already ran outside and yells. “PARASPRITE!!!” and searches at the side of the club house. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo franticly stops Apple Bloom from disturbing the alleged parasprite living near their tree house and create another chaotic event in town. “Aw come on, what would a small parasprite do? There’s three of us one of it! We can handle this if it’s here.” Apple Bloom reasoned. Knowing her, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo just went along with Apple Bloom instead of stopping her. They searched and searched for almost half an hour until they found a small burrow. “It must be here.” Scootaloo guessed as she hunched over it. Scootaloo peeks inside but it’s too dark to see anything. “Hey, bug!” She shouted inside. “Come out of there!” “Yeah, bug! Get outta there, we wanna play with ya!” Apple Bloom yelled as well, calling out the insect from inside. “Shoot, I think it’s not home.” “Wait, let me reach in there!” Scootaloo shoves her hoof inside the hole. “Uhh, I don’t think that’s a good idea, Scoots…” Sweetie Belle warns, but Scootaloo didn’t listen. Instead, she kept on shoving it in deeper until something grabs her. “Yeouch!” Scootaloo jerks her hoof out in surprise. “W-what, what’s wrong? What happened?!” Apple Bloom asked in a worried tone. “Something grabbed me!” Scootaloo looks at the two shivering. She then got her bearings again and looked back at the hole. “Why you sneaky little runt. C’mere!” Scootaloo jams her hoof again inside and grabs whatever it is and attempts to pull it out. “Nngggh!!! Darn, you’re a feisty one!” Scootaloo tries harder to pull. “You two could jump in, if you feel… like… it!” She said to the two spectators behind her, as they quickly joined to pull the creature inside the hole. They heaved with all their strength until the hole starts to bulge and crack as a huge thing emerges out slowly from the ground. With their eyes closed from pulling it out, they didn’t see right away the monstrous parasprite that popped out of the ground. At last they felt the thing got out as they opened their eyes to behold the thing they’ve uncovered… Towering over them was an enormous shadow of a creature they didn’t expect. Is a large… … Bigger than life… Parasprite. Their jaws dropped wide. They are both astounded, and terrified at the same time. Before it flew away into town. “Weeeeee’re dead.” Sweetie Belle remarked with an odd smile drawn across her face, and sweat pouring like waterfall. “Yuuup…” Apple Bloom replied, also with the same facial expression and watery sweat falls on her forehead. “Let’s say we didn’t saw it… and say we’re not here…” Scootaloo suggested, immediately got a reply from the two fillies beside her, as they ran and hid. From that day… all flowers are eaten, and houses have been chomped. No ponies were harmed during that day the King Parasprite got loose… and there were no substitution and clones of the beast were ever reported… as for the fillies? They got away, scot-free…. That day was utter nonsense… even for them.