DID SOMEPONY ORDER A LARGE HAM?!
"'DID SOMEPONY ORDER A LARGE HAM?!'
"Trixie burst into the crowded diner like an up and coming artist would burst into the national spotlight. She was panting, clearly out of breath. The patrons stared at her in shock, waiting for some sort of explanation for this madness. Alas, the one they got was rather anticlimactic: 'Oh wait, 'tis the Great and Powerful Trixie herself the stallion must have wanted. Thus, I shall be going now. Cry not for my departure, for I shall return in due time.' With a flourish and a puff of smoke, she was gone, galloping away into the night.
"'Please don't come back,' a bar tender muttered."
Silence ruled the clubhouse. The three crusaders stared expectantly at the caped performer, waiting for a punchline that would never come, like a letter lost in the mail. Eventually, Apple Bloom spoke up. "Ummm, Ms. Lulamoon, that story was, uh, kind of boring. And well, pointless too.
"Yeah," Sweetie Belle chimed in, "a story should have plot, characters, conflict, theme and setting. That story had a setting and a rather weak and trivial plot, and I suppose one and a half characters, but no conflict or theme. What were we supposed to get out of the story? Where was the tension. It's a good start, but this story as it is now is fundamentally flawed. I'm afraid we cannot publish it in the Foal Free Press. That is to say, we have to reject it. This is your first strike.
Trixie looked at the fillies dejectedly. "Is it really that bad?" All three of them shook their heads up and down as one, as if automatons buildt to run in sync. Sweetie Belle, of course, was the only one of the three who actually was a robot though.
Scootaloo tried to cheer Trixie up. "Hey, cheer up ol' buddy o' pal. Your story has a nice start. But, like, it just doesn't go anywhere. Like, you're a race horse, all revved up, rearing to charge out of the gates, and then you trip and fall on the first step. That's fine--falls happen. But what isn't fine, is that you don't try to get back up. You just sit there, braying and whinnying, waiting for a doctor to come and shoot you (with a tranquilizer dart). That is all to say, it's a good start, but it needs more. You dig?"
"The humbled and somewhat inferior Trixie understands and regrets her submission of such a lackluster story. I, I mean Trixie should probably stick to doing magic shows and stay away from story writing, be it fictional or real. She just doesn't seem to have the knack for it."
"Woah, woah, woah, hold on a minute," said Apple Bloom. "You are just going to give up like that? That's not the Great and Powerful Trixie Lulamoon I know! I know a jerky braggart determined to show the world that she's the best, no matter the cost!"
Apple Bloom looked around awkwardly and realized she might have been a bit too frank, like a colt finally confessing his love for the filly of his dreams, babbling on and on without saying anything like a mountain stream in Spring, three weeks after Winter Wrap Up. "Ummm, ignore the first half of that sentence. Just pay attention to the motivational speech part at the end."
Sweetie chimed in. "Apple is right. Are you really going to give up that easily?"
Trixie began to cry, like Rarity does all the time because she can be a melodramatic prima donna, albeit a generous one. "Yes, yes I am going to give up that quickly, because the truth of the matter is, I'm not Trixie. I'm..."
"You're what?" questioned Scootaloo.
"I'm a changeling!"
There was a collective gasp heard throughout the two thousand one hundred and thirty seven square yards that were within earshot of the club house, as three fillies screamed at the sudden dramatic reveal. Fortunately for the changeling, nopony actually heard the gasp of the Cutie Mark Crusaders, because the clubhouse is in the middle of nowhere, relatively speaking. Inasmuch, the secret was safe with them.
Still, the spirit of the reveal was dampened somewhat, as the alleged Trixie-replicator did not actually cease to replicate Trixie. After a few seconds of grinning awkwardly, she declared, "Well, this is awkward, huh? I, uh, guess I'll just get going then. Thanks for your company girls!"
The changeling tried to walk out of the clubhouse, but Scootaloo stopped her. "Hey, wait a minute. How do we know you aren't just Trixie being a huge ham? You already admitted you are one earlier. Extraordinary claims require extraordinary proof, and considering that a changeling hasn't been seen in Ponyville in..."
"One hundred and six years"
"Thank you, Sweetiepædia. --one hundred and six years," Scootaloo continued, "I'd say the burden of proof that you are a changeling falls squarely on you, alleged changeling who hasn't even told us her name yet."
"Fine, fine," she replied. "Don't believe me?" A sickly green flame like the inbred, starving, and unbathed cousin of Dragonfire lit up the air surrounding the Not-Trixie, and after a few seconds, all that remained was a changeling, which I'm not going to describe the appearance of because you all know what changelings look like by now.
"There, you see, I'm a changeling. All I wanted to do was to tell stories, but as you can see, I'm apparently not cut out for it, not even as my favorite musician.magician"
Just then, the real Great and Powerful Trixie burst into the crusader's clubhouse. "CMC behold, Trixie has brought the story you desired to publish in for critique and evaluation."
"Awkward," the changeling muttered.
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Amazing, 10/10 Would read again just for that outta-nowhere twist! Worthy of M. Night Shamalan himself! Deserves an animated short!
It was pretty good, for what you were given.
But where did you get this prompt?
TvTropes, what have you done?
>if automatons build
built
>Sweetie Belle of course was
, of course,
>Like, your a
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>with tranquilizer dart
a
>Woah, woah, woah, hold on a minute," said Apple Bloom.
Woah, woah, woah, hold your horses," said Apple Bloom. <--MUST FIX IMMEDIATELY
>for you company
your
Overall, pretty fun for the two minutes it took, just like virgin sex.
3687858 I have not read it yet k
3687860
I am soiree, eh.
3687876 I am not exit
3687883
Ha
3687885 tee hatee hatee ho!
3687569 http://www.fimfiction.net/group/201217/promptaday
3687858 Thanks for pointing these out.
That was random, lol!
3688379 Yes, yes it was.
Not a half bad interpretation and use of the prompt itself. Rather than following through literally, you took it as an overall theme for the telling of the story.
We get enough of these, and I might have to blog a collection of 'em, heh. Good to see good work from the one that started it all.
A little too clever for its own good, methinks
3691004 This was the first time I've really tried speed writing a pony fic, and I quickly found that "too much" cleverness is a very cheap way to bump the word count when one is grasping for really ideas on the fly.
Loved it! So glad I decided to start reading some purely comic stories. I laughed sooooooo hard at the part that said
and
Honestly, do they know she's a robot??
3691142 Ahhh, that's the super secret prequel.
>>Super Trampoline Aha! I figured it out! I thought of something like that, but I thought of writing it myself. What do you think? Would it be good?
3691177 That depends vastly on the skills of the author. Good luck!
3691181 I don't know if I'm all that good. I used to publish my stuff on a different site, but I came here looking for a change of pace. I love it here! I'm hoping to just post stories that are here on here, and my stories that are on that other site on the other site. But I'm willing to give it a shot!
3691219 Also, you know that you can edit your comments rather than deleting them, right?
3691248 I know, I just forgot the number that was used for the reply thing after your username didn't work like it did before. It took a couple of tries
Wait a second...
It just changed it to your name on the last reply?
Well.
This is embarassing...
WHY DO I EVEN READ YOUR STORIES ANYMORE?!
Oh, nevermind.
4344710 because you
me. 
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6387243 Looking back, this is one of my tamer random stories. My latest, "Twilight Sparkle Drinks Tea" is toxic levels of WTF. actually since you love changelings, you should read my story with no title. It's one of my few good ones, and a lot of people liked it.
I can't believe that I never commented on this way back when.
Man. Seems so long ago . . . back when the Collab Cage was still a thing.