Concert (65)
Concert
"I regret everything!" I lay on the floor of Sugercube Corner clutching my stomach. I've never been one to overeat, and always have the utmost restrain when it comes to sugary foods but..... well..... Sugarcube Corner cake isn't just cake. After having a single bite, it became abundantly clear why Pinkie Pie inhales it nonstop, and after picking Shimmer up from the library and heading to the iconic bakery with her and the four foals, the six of us proceeded to stuff our guts with as many of the most delicious, frosting covered, diabetes inducing confectioneries as we could. At this point, we all spent a great deal of time rethinking our life choices that lead up to this moment. Shimmer didn't have much fun at the library, which I now kind of regret just dumping her off there. When I asked her why, her only reasoning was that Spike is a 'dweeb'. It's not really his fault, since he's been stifled his whole life, but he kind of is.
"Eeeeerggggg, *Hurk*" Shimmer forced herself to not vomit, as it would have been an insult to the desserts we had eaten with such gusto. The crusaders were in no better condition and so, after about ten minutes of us BEGGING, Nadene gave us some remedies she had with her to deal with our sore stomachs. Now, normally, she would have given them to us right away, but she was laying on the floor right next to us, and for quite some time, contemplated hogging the precious liquid all to herself. She may have Pinkie's energy, but she doesn't have her stomach. Maria had eaten, as in all things she does, with moderation, and Pinkie actually went to the point of insulting us, calling us lightweights as she ate an entire cake in a single bite.
The Cakes were happy though, since we didn't wreck the place. Not often that they had such a small group of customers buy such a large supply of baked goods. Well, other than Pinkie. After we were finally able to detach ourselves from the floor, Applebloom, Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, Pip, Nadene, Maria, and I, all left the shop and headed to Rarity's to collect Gilda, at an extremely sluggish pace mind you, not wanting to upset our stomachs any further.
We arrived at Cariousel Boutique just in time to see Gilda flying out of it like a bat out of hell, laughing like a maniac.
"Catch me if you can, Dash." She taunted before flying full tilt back towards the ship. And then we saw it, the most horrifying, beautiful, hilarious thing I have ever had the lucky misfortune of laying my eyes on. Rainbow Dash, with her mane in a bun on the top of her head with chopsticks through it, not scruffy like normal but silken, some red blush put on her cheeks from a makeup kit, wearing a red, leaf pattern kimono, and a black waist strap which, coincidentally,(actually, it was probably intended this way) wrapped around her body in such a way that it held her wings down. Now, to say that she looked pretty was an understatement, but the fact that she simply didn't have the grace to pull it off made it hilarious, and the face of pure and utter rage and frustration she wore due to the fact that not only was she dolled up, but that she couldn't get the damn thing off and give chase to the one that put her in that position made it even funnier, as well as a bit terrifying.
"Gilda! I'm gonna.... .errg..... get you...... for.... erg..... this!" She screamed as she struggled. Okay, so, Gilda pulled off her prank, time for my part. I gave a very loud whistle, you know, like when you see a something, or someone, pretty. You know, this one, made even easier by the fact that I'm part bird. Now she's looking at me. Good. I've got her attention. Time to do my thing.
"What's cookin good lookin? I don't think I've seen you before."
"Very funny Griffin, now, help me get this stupid thing off!" She replied angrily.
"You know me? Why, I am humbled that one as beautiful as yourself would take notice." Sweetie Belle, Applebloom, Shimmer and Nadene were giggling madly, while Maira, Pip, and Scootaloo were gagging.
"Uh, duh, it's me, Rainbow Dash, now quit playing around and get this thing of of me."
"Rainbow Dash? Nope, you can't be her. You're definitely not her. She'd never wear makeup, or a kimono, or her style her mane. Rainbow Dash never dresses in style. Are you related to her? Nah, you're way to pretty to be related to her." Her face went red, although only part of it was with anger.
"Oh alright, alright, I've had my fun. Come here." She walked over to me and turned so I could get my claw on the strap holding her wings down.
"We barely know each other, and you're already letting me undress you, isn't that a bit forward Rainbow?" My comment was met with a quick buck to the head, making me fall over. Now EVERYONE was laughing. Rarity had come out of her store and was hyperventilating. She had tears in her eyes and was clutching her sides. Even though I had just been bucked in the head, I was still laughing.
"Feisty, I like that. Okay, but seriously now, no more jokes. Let's get you out of that. You look too good in it. If we don't get you back to your scraggly self, stallions might start falling for you." Her eyes shot wide open, then she turned to look at me questioningly.
"Do I really look that good in it?" Her face held a massive blush, and this time it wasn't just the makeup.
"Well yeah. I mean, it needs alterations so there's spots for your wings...... but other than that, it looks fantastic. You've outdone yourself Rarity. I think you should have her wear this for the Gala. You'd definitely draw everyone's attention. Too bad I'm going to have to cut you out of it." Suddenly, Rarity looked horrified, and Dash jumped backwards defensively.
"No. I'm not having you ruin my Gala dress." She sneered. "I think I'll just have Rarity take it off so she can make the..... alterations?"
"Suit yourself. Alright kiddos, let's get to practicing. We need to be ready for tonight."
"Practicing? Whatever for?" Rarity asked.
"Weeeelllllll, we're having a concert here in Ponyville, before we head out east to the colony, and finally to Canterlot for the Grand Galloping Gala, where we'll have our final show, pick up any who wanna come with, then head north to start doing our thing again. Speaking of the Gala, Rarity, do you have a tux in my size? Maybe a top hat to go with it? No, forget the top hat, I need a monocle."
"Or, you could always go in your armor? You know, the incredibly stylish thing you always wear?" She deadpanned. I gave a sigh.
"Right, shiny and prismatic goes with everything, at least this season anyway. I suppose I could use the Gala to show off my duds. Right. In the mean time, gotta go teach these kids the lyrics. See ya around."
"So, you said you're recruiting ponies to be part of your pirate crew......"
"Pip, no. Seriously. No."
"But you're so much fun!" He and Sweetie Belle defended their reasoning.
"Yeah, because I'm somewhere that doesn't need me. I can relax here. Out there, I've seen and done things that would give foals nightmares. Only reason I don't cry myself to sleep at night is because, let's just face it, I'm crazy. I am under no circumstances taking a bunch of kids with me to be pirates. Equestria is great, but the rest of the world is a scary place. It's like one great big Everfree forest. It's no place for fillies and colts who don't even know where foals come from. Besides, if I took any of you with me, your families would hunt me down, and I don't want to know what an angry Applejack looks like. I'm even less inclined to find out what an angry Big Mac looks like. So.... no. Just no. Now, you all head home, I gotta go get ready to put on a show." They begrudgingly accepted, then headed home to tell everyone about the concert, while my group met up at the stage, then headed back to the Possibility, which was now at the edge of town.
"Okay, you all know the plan. Ready to put on a show?" The fact that I had actually designed having them operate as a team to bring this together was not lost on them. They needed practice working as a group, and setting up for a concert was the perfect way to run through team maneuvers, like setting up a perimeter and stuff like that. They were all happy to do it. The cats and griffins all looked like bouncers, wearing their armor, and of course, each had a pair of sunglasses. It just isn't the same without the shades. My crew all donned our full weapons and armor. Of course, Steelhorn and the Freuds stayed on board, something about not liking crowds, and that they'd be able to hear the music perfectly fine from on board, antisocial much? Etch and Growl claimed the same, just wanting a relaxing evening. Apparently, they had both begun to drink herbal tea. Now I've got mental images of those two dogs doing things 'like a sir', that I'll never be able to get out of my head.
The ship took it's position directly above the stage, the griffins and their riders diving off the edge in a coordinated manner, very different from that first training session, a testament to their improvement. They landed and took up guard positions around the stage, giving a good five meter span between their backs and the stage edge. The rest of the cats, those without mounts, descended on ropes which were thrown over the edge of the ship, landing and replacing the griffins in their ground positions, who then set a perimeter in the sky to prevent pegasi from getting through. Ponies of all types had already began gathering around. Gilda, Trixie, Nadene, Maria, Shimmer and I flew down off the ship, all the while in the spotlight manned by Tiras. The entire crowd 'ooh'd and 'aaah'd as the light bounced off our armor, effectively cascading the stage in rainbow light. Man, we always get the coolest special effects. I spotted the mane six in the crowd, Rainbow back to normal, glaring at us with her 'equally-as-good-as-griffin' pegasus vision, or, more specifically, glaring at Gilda. I wonder why? And I saw no duplicates in the crowd either. I guess that really was just animator shortcuts and not 'changelings everywhere'. Well, that's a bit of a relief.
We landed on the stage and looked out across the crowd, several of the smaller ponies on the backs of their parents. The Cake twins, no longer foals, rather looking to be about school age, on the backs of their mom and dad. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon specifically, at the front of the crowd, also on their parent's backs, pretty much a huge middle finger to anyone standing behind them, which just so happened to be the crusaders. They looked back at them every once in a while and smiled. Wow. Dick move. They seemed pretty smug about it. Well, they wouldn't be so smug when those four got on stage and sang their hearts out.
"HEEEEEELLO PONYVILLE! Let's get the speech out of the way so we can get to rocking!"
I Wanna Rock and Roll All Night, Everlong, Carry On My Wayward Son, and many many more songs were sung, until it was time for the finale.
"Now, we're gonna do something a little different tonight. I'm gonna call some members of the audience to come up here on stage and sing with us. Hmm, let's see...... You!" I pointed right at the rich fillies.
"Us?" They screamed excitedly.
"What? No! Not you, behind you. Yeah, you four, you with the red bow, you and your three friends. Get on up here." Ha ha. Spoiled brats. They moved out of the way to let the crusaders on stage. Time for some fun.
"Now, this is a song for all you blank flanks out there, and anyone else who's sick and tired of someone telling you who you're supposed to be. This song is special to me, and reminds me of a time when I was just a little Griffin, struggling to find my place when suddenly, I realized something. Do you know what that something is?"
"What?" The crowd asked, and in my best impression of Pewdiepie, I shouted.
"I DON'T CARE! HIT IT!"
The opening riff had us bobbing our heads in time, and as the time for the lyrics started, I just about screamed into the mike, in the angriest, most spiteful, rebellious voice I could.
Tell us where you're from,
what you want to become.
And we'll say if you're OK.
Where did you go to school?
Right answer and you're cool.
Yeah, you're the kid the whole day.
You get a sticker in your face.
Information about the case,
so you know your potential.
Don't you think you can extend.
Don't you think you can extend, just comprehend.
But I don't wanna hear it,
no, it's more than I accept.
At this point, The crusaders joined in, and sang the rest of the song with us, using the most frustration their little bodies could muster. It was actually kind of cute, seeing the little kids all pissed off. This song was basically my great big 'fuck you' to everyone who had ever made fun of me, and the crusaders to everyone who judged them.
I don't care where I belong no more.
What we share or not I will ignore.
I will ignore!
We will shut you out.
We'll put you in doubt.
If you think that you're special.
We'll tell you who you are.
Tell you that you're close but no cigar.
But I don't wanna hear it,
no, it's more than I accept.
'Cause I don't care where I belong no more.
What we share or not I will ignore.
And I won't waste my time fitting in.
'Cause I don't think contrast is a sin.
What they say is...
Go back, where you came from.
They'll tell you that, but I don't wanna hear.
No I don't wanna hear. No I don't wanna hear it.
No, it's more than I accept.
'Cause I don't care where I belong no more.
What we share or not I will ignore.
And I won't waste my time fitting in.
'Cause I don't think contrast is a sin.
No, it's not a sin.
The crusaders performed wonderfully. We would all put our heads together in front of the mike during the chorus and bob our heads with the rhythm. So well, that I was quite surprised when Sweetie Belle didn't get her cutie mark. She was all super excited, saying it was so much fun that she wanted to do it again, but, when the four of them checked their flanks, still blank. With that, the concert ended, and I brought them backstage. They seemed a little down.
"Hey, don't feel too bad. I gotta say, you four did fantastic. Especially you Sweetie Belle. I think you might have a future in music. Just keep at it. *Burp* Oh! Hold on, gotta read this."
Dear Griffin Pirates,
Our deepest condolences for the loss of your eldest member, it is a sad day when the wise among us pass on.
I don't wear socks, never have, never will, but Luna happens to like her hoofed leg warmers.
At least you actually asked to come instead of just crashing it. Here's a group pass to the Gala. Given that you kept your performances tasteful on your tour, I'm quite glad you'll be showing up. Perhaps you can liven it up as my student and her friends did at the previous one. I believe the human phrase is, 'Trololo?'
Sincerely, Princess Celestia.
A golden ticket floated down from the scroll, saying 'Admit All'. Pfft, like I need a ticket to get into the Gala. Hmm. Idea!
"So you four. How'd you like the concert?" A jumble of responses, incomprehensible, but all quite excited.
"That's good, because there's going to be another one in Canterlot."
"But, we can't go. How are we supposed ta get there? Mah sister ain't just gonna let me go to watch a concert."
"What if you had tickets to the Grand Galloping Gala, which is happening right about the same time? Would they let you go then?" The four of them gasped.
"No way! You're GIVING us tickets? But...... don't you need them?" Scootaloo asked. I just let out a hearty laugh.
"Nope. I don't even need tickets, I can just show up and they'll let me in."
"Why?" Sweetie Belle asked.
"Well, it maaaaay have something to do with the fact that I'm pen pals with the princesses, and saved Luna during the changeling attack."
"You know Princess Luna? That's so cool!" Pip had a fanboy moment right then and there. The famous pirate is friends with his favorite princess.
"Whelp. I better get back to the ship. We're staying the night, got a bit of business in the morning, and then we're headed off. I don't wanna hear anything about stowaways though, you got that? You four head home." Then hung their heads and went back to their respective families, who took them home. All of us got back on the ship, and headed to bed for some rest. We'd have a busy day tomorrow, and needed a good night's sleep.
"Mehahaha. They don't suspect a thing."
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hahahaa suck it Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, ya dicks
We don't suspect what now?
I sang all the listed songs.
AND I HAVE NO REGRETS!!
Also, "I don't care" is basically my entire outlook on life at the moment.
I sense something bad is gonna happen...
Just by that last sentence...
Megusta.
dat last line speaker-subject ambiguity
YES! YES!
.........I sense...EVIIIIIIILLLLLLLLL!
LOL It's kinda funny to go to the links a find brony related comments. Keep it up
hmmm...
Question for BlackWing... do you listen to songs from Pillar?
If so... do you take song suggestions?
That was great man, Grif is gonna party crash. fun times ahead
My money's on that voice being Lyra
728885 i concur.
TAKE THAT DIOMOND BITCH AND SILVER PRICK
look at my User photo
So close to the Gala with Griffin and Knightmare. I can't wait for it to occur.
How come I feel we already know who made that last statement?
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mwahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!
If I can make a suggestion for a song, can you use the song Welcome to the Masquerade by Thousand Foot Krutch or Boom Boom Pow by The Black Eyed Peas? Or maybe Rick Roll them.......e.deviantart.net/emoticons/t/trollface.png
When I read "Carry On My Wayward Son" I thought it was incorrect and I was going to make a comment about sons running away, until I realized that it was correct and "Carry On My Wayward Sun" was not.
I had a dream in which this story ended.
It was the scariest dream I've had in a long while.
728847
EEEEVIIIIIIIIIL
So awesome!
Plans! plans!!! muaa haa haa haa!!!!
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Yep, and then Ember will be there, going to have to wait maybe a week, and then I'm going to start trying to post in overtime in order to make up for lost time.
I hope Gorath and Skientail are there. If Aybaerya was there, he would scare everypony shitless. Also, Echo and Aoi and Knightmare? BUCK YES! Also, song suggestion; Monster by Skillet.
this was more obvious then the set up for the next batman
That PewDiePie reference made me unfavorite so I could re-favorite.
But dad, that doesn't make any sense-
I DON'T CARE!!!
Too much Skyrim? You liar!!! You cheat!! There is NO SUCH THING AS TOO MUCH SKYRIM XD
/) Brohoof from a Skyrim fangirl pegasister? :D
Oh, and definately faving the story :D
728963 ....If only you could add voices to pictures.
I'd definitely add my "Demonic Laugh" in.
Yes, Demonic.
If you knew what my voice sounded like you'd know.
This chapter.
I enjoyed it.
Crashing the Gala with style and shades
YYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I bets it Lyra hiding aboard the ship.
729471 Not a bad plan.
You realize now that you have to somehow fit in "trololo" into the concert now, right? It's required after that comment from Celestia.
I cant wait for the Gala.
Plus BUCK! i am in the middle of writing about my own wolf character in equestria but noooooooo somepony had to upload one first.
Uberbuck.
A shame that Sweetie Belle didn't get her cutie mark
i'm still looking forward to Lyra's reaction(s) at the various surprises in store.
"Mehahaha. They don't suspect a thing." Was that an insult to the readers?
-Glassed
Curious... where the hell do they get all their sunglasses? IT CONFUSES ME
Lyra is in for it.
oh celestia
730320They must have bought them in Las Pegasus probably have a store room with only sunglasses
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EVERY THING IS BETTER IN SUNGLASSES
Why do I feel like your setting something up with the cmc because each time you mention them they want to go with griffin on his adventures
How do birds even whistle?! I know this will be bugging me for the rest of the week now...
729565 Nobody loves Carl
I was really hoping you would pick "I don't care" by fallout boy
Heh, that last line. The crusaders are totally stowing on board :D
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No...
IT WAS LYRA!
IT'S ALWAYS
LYRA.
731443 My god... Lyra you magnificent bastard, I've read your BOOK!
-Glassed
I regret everything! PERFECT WAY TO START A CHAPTER
I find it rather sad that one of your average chapters is as long as my entire story. Basically, a single one of your chapters is about 3 of mine.
I'm sensing for one of the next songs... Ballroom Blitz.