Larfleeze visits Equestria

by KingDogbertXIV

Chapter 9

“Cooking is so fun! Cooking is so fun! Now it's time to take a break and see what we have done!" sang a bright pink mare with a moderate pink mane mane and tail, light blue eyes, and flank markings of three balloons, two blue on either side of a yellow one as she peeked inside the oven. Seeing that the contents of the oven were finished baking, she then chirped, “Yay! It’s ready!” The mare then slid on a pair of red oven mitts, opened the oven, extracted a golden-brown pie, carefully made her way to a nearby table, and set the pie down.

“What did you make, Pinkie?” Dash asked as Rarity used her magic to close the oven door and turn the oven off.

Making a showy motion, Pinkie said in an admiring manner, “I present to you, The Ultimate Caramel Apple Pie, Sweetie Belle’s birthday pie.”

“It looks great, darling,” Rarity said in awe.

“So does the cake,” Dash added, eyeing a white 8x8-inch cake with pink and light purple borders and text reading “Happy Birthday, Sweetie” written in cursive letters.

“Thank you,” Pinkie nodded. “It’s a carrot cake with cream cheese frosting and Sweetie Belle-colored decorations.”

“How fancy,” Rarity cooed. “I’m sure she’ll love it.”

“I know I will,” said another admiring voice as the voice’s owner trotted into the room from the farmhouse’s front room. All eyes fell upon the voice’s owner: a moderate, dark orange filly pegasus with stubby wings, a fuchsia, feather-shaped mane and tail, and greyish purple eyes.

“Hey, Scootaloo,” Pinkie greeted. “How are things outside?”

“Sweetie Belle and her parents just showed up. Apple Bloom and Big McIntosh haven’t returned yet, though,” Scootaloo reported before hopping up onto a chair near the table that had the cake on it. “Neat cake,” she added, admiring the cake.

“Thanks,” Pinkie grinned. “Now, we need to haul this food outside to the party.”

“Can I help carry anything?” Scootaloo asked as she jumped back down and trotted up to Pinkie.

“Sure,” Pinkie said as she set a tray on top of Scootaloo’s head. “You can carry the utensils and the candles,” she added as she dumped a number of plastic knives, forks, and spoons as well as a pack of birthday candles onto the tray. “We’ll carry the food and napkins.”

“When should we wake up Applejack and Twilight? The party’s getting close to starting,” Dash asked, picking up the pie.

“Whenever weird things start happening,” Pinkie answered, lifting the cake onto her head.

“How do we know if an event can qualify for being ‘weird’?” Rarity asked as she used her magic to pick up a pile of napkins.

“You’ll know it when you see it,” Pinkie said as she trotted to the farmhouse’s front room and towards the front door.

“Well, that was cryptic,” Dash scoffed as Rarity used her magic to open the front door for the group.

“And, sorry to say, not very helpful,” Rarity added as Scootaloo and Pinkie headed out the door.

“Oh, look,” Pinkie said, glancing towards the farm’s edge. “There’s Apple Bloom, Big McIntosh, and a horrific monster wearing orange armor. That might count as ‘weird,’ but is it weird enough to wake up Twilight and Applejack?”

“What in the world is that thing?” Scootaloo asked, wrinkling her face in disgust.

“I overheard Apple Bloom telling her family and Twilight about an alien named ‘Larfleeze.’ I assume that the repulsive thing near them is Larfleeze,” Rarity answered, trotting outside. Squinting to get a closer look, Rarity said, “It reminds me of the newly-empowered Flim-Flam Brothers.”

“Do you think there’s a connection?” Dash asked.

Dash only received a gasp from Rarity as Larfleeze whipped his gaze around to face the group, grinned, and started sprinting towards them. In an instant, Larfleeze, ignoring Apple Bloom’s scream of “Larfleeze, no,” was in front of Pinkie, drooling hungrily.

“Hi,” Pinkie chirped just before Larfleeze snatched the cake from atop of Pinkie’s head, dunked his face into it, and proceeded to sloppily devour the cake.

Running up the group with a livid expression on her face and Big McIntosh in tow, Apple Bloom said coldly, “You ate my friend’s cake even before the party started. You broke your word, Larfleeze. Now, either get in the barn or get out of my sight.”

“But I was hungry, small pony,” Larfleeze protested, looking up with sad eyes.

“What you just did was inexcusable,” Apple Bloom spat, raising a hoof towards the barn. “I’d get you to go apologize to poor Sweetie Belle, but I’m afraid you’d eat her as well. Now, again, either get in the barn and away from my friend’s party, or get out of here.”

Larfleeze then dropped the cake pan onto the ground, sighed sadly, and started towards the barn. Rarity’s gaze immediately honed in on Larfleeze’s visible shoulder which bore a white spot with a black circle with short lines marking every diagonal 90 degrees and a V-shape at the circle’s top inside the white spot. “That symbol,” she gasped. “That outfit,” she gasped again. “Both look very close, if not identical, to Flim and Flam’s new symbol and outfits.”

“Huh?” Larfleeze grunted, turning to face Rarity.

“Flim and Flam, these outlandish salesponies-turned-thieves, somehow acquired magic bracelets and orange and white costumes. They robbed the Apple Family’s southern apple orchards using their new bracelets,” Rarity explained as Dash set the pie down on a table near the farmhouse’s front exit. “Larfleeze, do you know anyone named ‘Ophidian’? The Flim-Flam Brothers said that they were going to consult ‘Ophidian’ on the matter of how their bracelets absorbed the levitation magic that my friend tried to use to remove them. They then fled towards the west.”

Without warning, Larfleeze dashed back towards Rarity, picked her up by the shoulders and demanded, “Where’s my shiny? I need my shiny!”

“Unhand me, you brute,” Rarity scolded, wiggling free. “I’ve told you everything that I know about the situation.”

“Larfleeze,” Apple Bloom started, causing all attention to shift to her. “Is there a possibility that the Flim-Flam Brothers found your battery and rings?”

“The fancy pony described my stuff. The apple thieves have my stuff. The apple thieves have my rings and my battery!” Larfleeze franticly shouted, fidgeting. “I need my stuff back!”

Sighing and burying her face in her hooves, Apple Bloom ordered, “Scootaloo, you go wake up Applejack and Twilight. Tell them that Larfleeze will need help getting his stuff back. Rarity, Pinkie, and Dash, you help Granny Smith and Sweetie’s folks move the party to inside the farmhouse and away from Larfleeze and his appetite. Larfleeze, you stay within me and my brother’s sight.”

“Okie dokie lokie,” Pinkie chirped as the crowd, minus Larfleeze, dispersed towards their assigned directions.

“This is taking years off my life,” Apple Bloom muttered tiredly.

Comments

[Fishberry]

I like how 'Bloom is large-and-in-charge.

[Sonatica]

This is beautiful! It's getting intense! Oh boy. Keep them coming!

[Fishberry]

Whatever happened to this story?

[KingDogbertXIV]

6829773 I put it behind me to follow my calling: writing guides for video games. Everyone around me has unanimously decided that guide-writing is better in every way.

Although there are times where I want to pick this story back up, I can't bring myself to do something so disappointing in my parents' eyes. I disappointed them enough during my miserable college years. I never want to disappoint them again.

Though, I AM intrigued by the fact that there's still an audience here.

[Fishberry]

7017855

When someone just stops in the middle of the plot it leaves me with the bluebrains.

[KingDogbertXIV]

7018288 I just now talked to Dad. Long story short, I'll try to gradually get back into writing fanfics. It turns out that my parents only want for me to be happy and helpful for others.

I was putting too much stress on myself worrying about disappointing my parents.

[Fishberry]

It's a matter of priority, really.

Personally, I worry first about not disappointing my beloved. Then it's my close friends, then Tommy Wiseau, then people on the internet, then my parents, and then everyone else.

[Royal7]

7018452 dear god your story is kinda sad try to take the love of the fandom and keep writing, it always helps me with stress.

[KingDogbertXIV]

Here's the reason why I put this story in cold storage: Last year, I discovered my real passion, writing guides for video games. Guide-writing is my calling. I discovered this calling after I sorted some info for the Wii U game "Pikmin 3." I somehow went from sorting info to consistently getting up early to work on my walkthrough. I finished it last October. This is it.

http://www.gamefaqs.com/wii-u/633263-pikmin-3/faqs/72517

I'm now working on guides for Paper Mario and inFamous 1. I actually feel...fulfilled when working on guides. I honestly can't recall a time where MLP fanfics gave me such fulfillment.

If you people truly want this story finished, then, in all likelihood, you'll have to wait a year or two. As selfish as this may sound, I won't shove aside my first real source of contentment just to please a handful of people.

Thank you for understanding.

[NotShadowLotus488]

7389878 At least it'll be worth the wait

[KingDogbertXIV]

Today, I opened the Microsoft Word files for this story and reread parts of it. I then went to the bottom of the page to where I left off. To summarize things, I can't write fanfictions anymore. I've discovered my calling (guide-writing) and have moved onwards.

At the same time, though, I don't want to just leave you hanging for all eternity. To this end, I'm offering to pass the duty of writing this to any interested parties. If you are interested, send me a message and I will send you every file I have on my planned fanfiction series. This includes several Microsoft Word files and one image.

I apologize for this, but I just don't have it in me anymore.