//------------------------------// // Part 8 // Story: Prince Marshall // by Mocha Jon //------------------------------// In the castle, Marshall and Mocha Jon were setting up for the redecoration, getting rid of all the girly flowers and replacing them with more masculine decorations such as wrestling posters and filling the book shelves with horror novels instead of spell books. Celestia and Luna have been stored away in the dungeons in separate rooms to avoid talk of a conspiracy and or revenge. Mocha Jon was also moving into the castle as well, Marshall was making him his full time right hand man. Upon entering one of the rooms set aside for Jon, Marshall was shocked and disturbed to see the entire room was filled with stuffed animals. "Really? You told me you only had a couple!" He yelled out in surprise. "Yeah, I had to give most of them away to Big Macintosh before I moved in here," Jon responded. Marshall was looking around at all the plushies, Jon had a surprisingly large variety, he noticed a cowboy ferret, a viking goat, a gangsta squirrel, the list goes on. "Alright if you're gonna be my right hoof man you're gonna need to learn to let these things go at some point if you ever want to be successful." "Last time I checked Celestia and Cadence both had a pretty youthful streak and it got them at very good... oh wait... okay I see your point... but I ain't loosing these guys." Jon responded, cuddling a skunk plushie dressed like a knight with his pet badger playing with him. Marshall walked over and noticed something that instantly caught his attention, a brown bunny rabbit plushie dressed like a pirate. Without warning, Marshall picked that doll up and ripped its head off and tore off all the limbs of the plushie in a pretty angry manner, causing Mocha Jon to rush over in panic. "Hey! Captain Fluffytail was two moons away from retirement! What up with the attack?" He angrily asked, his mild bronx accent becoming a bit more pronounced. Marshall got a hold of himself and sighed in response, "Ugh i apologize... my hermana had one just like it..." "Who?" "My sister Teresa... She brought this doll everywhere and I don't like thinking about her!" He said in a little bit of anger. "Okay pause! This sounds interesting, tell me everything that evil mare did to you! I wanna know more about some evil mares!" Jon was eager to hear more about how bad a girl could be, courtesy of Marshall's hypnosis spell. "Okay I clearly need to tone down your mare hatred half and tone up your good slave half of the spell later. Anyway, it all started like this...:" The scene shifted to a flashback of Marshall as a colt, he had his wings but no horn. He was walking in and was eager to show his parents (Pegasus father and donkey mother) his report card to where he had received all A-'s. "Mama, Papa, my first straight A's in school! I finally learned how to fly through that hoop and..." He began until his sister, also a winged hinny, interrupted him by rushing right before him, revealing straight A+'s. "Mama, my teacher says I was the best in the class and that maybe soon I could be able to join the racing team in just a few moons!" She yelled out in a high Latin accent similar to Marshall's. Their parents got off the couch and went over to congratulate Teresa on this accomplishment. "Wow honey! That's great news! You know, Marshall's been having trouble with his flying, maybe you could give him a hand sometime?" Their father mentioned without any accent in his voice, making Marshall look a bit upset and try to show his report card again, but before he could, he got cut off by the mother. "Felicitaciones Teresa! I knew you would do so well so I called some of your friends and am taking you all out tonight to celebrate, it will be a fun fiesta for such a talented mare!" The donkey mother said, being the one who has the Spanish accent. "Marshall, go fetch your hermana's favorite toy before we take her out." Marshall walked off grumbling faintly and crumbled up his paper, thinking it would be a lost cause now... In a narrative background, Marshall stated, "She was always the favorite of everypony, of our parents, of our teachers, of friends! Our time in boarding school was the worst..." Flashing forward, we can see Marshall was sitting alone at a lunch table looking angrily at Teresa who was sitting at the popular girls' table. "So do you have any sisters?" One of the unicorn mares asked Teresa. "Well I do have one brother, but trust me I would much rather have a sister, Marshall is gross, silly, half the time he smells like a bunch of deodorant and the other half like he needs deodorant, and don't get me started on how clumsy he is!" She stated with all the girls laughing out loud afterwards. Marshall over heard that comment and noticed all the girls including his sister laughing at him and he legitimately looked depressed. He even picked a flower from the bush he was sitting by to pull stems off of until he started sneezing really loudly from it, making all the popular mares turn around and see him look all nazily and stuffed up, making them all say 'Ew" and then laugh at him more. In further narration, "Those mares always hated me, I was always an outcast because everypony cared about their opinions and never wanted to spend any time with the allergy ridden male hinny! So I had a plan..." Suddenly the intercom for the school comes on and announces that there are going to be an election for student council Princess: "Attention students! It is time for our annual student council election! Our last Princess graduated last year and now it's time to indite a new girl for the job! It takes a lot of responsibility but it is the biggest honor you can achieve at this school. Sign ups will be held this afternoon in the gym, if you're interested in being Princess of the Student Council and have a chance to feel like Princess Celestia, come on down!" Marshall rubbed his chin with an interested look on his face and suddenly he started grinning, until he ha to sneeze one more time... In the gym, Marshall was seen at the table and was about to sign up. He was up next but before he was able to get up close, three girls instantly cut him in line and the front girl signed up. They turned around and were revealed to be Teresa and two of the popular girls. They looked confused and a little angry and even a little amused at seeing Marshall there. "What are you doing here hinny boy?" The unicorn asked. "Signing up for student council? I have my note from the principle saying I can do it." He answered confusedly. "You can't!!" The other girl exclaimed with a smug look on her face. "It's 'Princess' of student council, because only us mature mares can handle the responsibility!" Teresa said as she finished writing her name down. "Yeah, when has there ever been a famous Prince? Celestia is a girl, her niece recently became a Princess, and I heard her sister used to be a Princess, but no Prince!" The unicorn added as she chuckled maliciously. "That shouldn't matter! I can do this because I..." Marshall began to add until he got cut off. "Besides, why would anypony want a Prince? Stallions are just gross and immature anyway, go ahead and sign up, you won't be able to beat me anyway!" Teresa said as she and the girls tarted to walk off laughing at him. Marshall watched them walk off and got a bit of a tear in his eye but he shook it off and signed his name on the sheet. Again in narration, "From that moment I knew I had to do something, but it didn't end there... Her campaign was largely aimed with one specific practice..." A brief montage shows Teresa and her mare friends handing out buttons that say 'Why vote for the guy?' over a picture of Marshall sneezing again, handing out candy bars saying 'nerdy boy vs. pretty girl', and the two doing their campaign interviews/speeches, to which the girls drop a bunch of flowers over Marshall, making his allergies burst out on stage and prevent him from answering the questions, while Teresa just laughed. As the students left the auditorium, they all clearly didn't like any of Teresa's strategies. "Man, how can he teachers just let those girls bully that guy like that?" One guy sympathetically asked his friend. "Tell me about it, for a private school, they're surprisingly lax on their zero tolerance policies. Poor Marshall..." She responded. Teresa's friends over heard that and they went to tell Teresa that her plans aren't working and she begins to panic until they have an idea... The screen changes to what looks like a classroom that is not very well lit. The three girls take out a box from the desk and can see that Marshall has most of the votes, and they begin to swap all the ballots with ones that say Teresa... "I will not loose to a colt!" She quietly exclaimed. To the surprise of the girls, the door suddenly opened and Marshall with a teacher came into the room and turned on the light, "You know I really appreciate you helping me clean out the black board erasers Marsh..." He began until they looked over at the fillies stuffing the ballot box... "It's not what it looks like!" They all said in unison. The teacher was no fool though, he could see the ballot papers. "You know what girls..." He gets a bit of an angry look on his face... "We need to go to the principle's office... but first you all need to say hello to the new Prince of the school!" He said pointing to Marshall who looked ecstatic and hugged the teacher. The flashback finally ends, Marshall looking depressed and angry, "I hate that mare and never want to see her again!" He cartoonishly yelled out in anger as he threw a dinosaur plushie at Jon, who started a comedic cry then, "Wow, was the story that sad?" "No..." Jon started rubbing his forehead, "That dinosaur plushie had a battery cartridge in it..."