Doors
THE NIGHTMARE AFTER NIGHTMARE NIGHT
By Saddlesoap Opera
PART ONE - Doors
“…and even if my Star Swirl the Bearded costume didn’t go over, this still turned out to be the best Nightmare Night ever!”
Twilight Sparkle smiled proudly…and then turned at the sound of an electrical crack and a hoarse shriek from above and behind her. The bells on her arcane robes jingled softly.
Rainbow Dash was streaking away through the sky, followed by a rainbow contrail and puffs of smoke from her lightning-struck rump.
A moment later Princess Luna hovered down on a dark storm cloud, wearing a mischievous smile. She winked.
The two Ponies and Spike broke into a fit of giggles.
“We thank thee for thy sage advice, Twilight Sparkle,” said Luna once she’d gotten her laughter under control. “It has pleased Us greatly to meet thee and thy five friends under more... positive… circumstances.” The Princess paused, her brow furrowing. “But hold; the strawpony, the fowl, the trickster, and gentle Fluttershy...” Luna frowned. “…Where is the last of thy companions?”
“Oh, you mean Rarity?” Twilight Sparkle put a pensive hoof to her beard-clad chin. “Now that you mention it, I haven’t seen her all night!”
A look of worry passed over Luna’s features. “Perhaps Our earlier displays frightened her into hiding?”
“No way!” said Spike adamantly. “Rarity would never pass up a night when everypony shows off their costumes just ‘cause of the return of Nightmare Moon!” Twilight shot Spike a withering glance. He chuckled nervously. “…Uh, I mean, Princess Luna. She’s way too professional for that.” He sighed adoringly. “And also talented. Beautiful. Graceful…” Spike tugged at the collar of his Dragon costume, letting out a small whistle of steam.
Luna raised an eyebrow at the baby Dragon before turning back to face Twilight. “Well, if she intended to be present at tonight’s festivities, some unwelcome vicissitudes may have befallen her. We should peruse this debacle forthwith!”
“I concur!” agreed Twilight firmly.
“Whuh…?” Spike scratched the side of his head with a claw.
“We’re going to go and find Rarity to make sure she’s okay,” replied Twilight.
“Ohhhh. Gotcha.”
•••••••••••••••••••
Rarity cautiously crept down the winding dirt path into the Everfree Forest, following the urgings of her glowing horn. She wore a few jeweled accessories, but she’d left the bulk of her oh-so-very-nearly-complete costume back at the Boutique.
“Of all the nights to run out of black opals…” she muttered under her breath. “Come on, magic…Mummy needs a new pair of gem-studded shoes!”
All at once, the glow around Rarity’s horn intensified. She almost stumbled as her gem-detection spell pulled her forward with renewed force.
“Wahh-ha-haaaa!” she cried out in surprise as the spell propelled her through a barrier of thorny vines, over a puddle and down a low hill.
She groaned dizzily and spat out a few leaves and twigs. She had come to rest on her belly, with her front hooves pressed up against a wide, flat rock. No…not a rock…
Rarity gasped.
Sitting before her, half-buried in the soft earth, was an absolutely massive opal; the round, flat gem was easily as wide as she was tall. It was a deep midnight blue, marked with a flashy streak of golden yellow.
“….Oh. My. GOODNESS!” she exclaimed. “Pack your bags, you magnificent mineral marvel – you’re coming home with me!”
Rarity stood up, fixed her stance and ignited her horn. The pale blue glow of her magic spread to the opal, but instead of lifting into the air the stone simply began to hum. The low, thrumming vibration grew until Rarity could feel it through her hooves.
“Come on…” she grunted through clenched teeth. “Up you get…!” Sweat beaded on her forehead.
Rarity poured more magic into the stone, but it still wouldn’t budge. However, the brighter light illuminated the ring of trees surrounding the opal; Rarity stopped trying to lift the gem and stared.
Each tree had been fitted with a different strangely-shaped door. One looked like a fish with the upper body of some sort of hairless ape. Another was shaped like a clownish rabbit’s smiling face. Another displayed a repulsive giant insect with a red bull’s-eye painted over it. There were dozens of trees and dozens of doors, all facing the blue and yellow stone.
“What is this…?” Rarity whispered under her breath.
No sooner had she spoken than she heard a soft creak behind her. She turned, and saw that a door shaped like a pumpkin with an evil smiling face was now ajar. The sliver of shadowy abyss visible beyond the orange-stained wood suggested far greater depth than the tree could accommodate.
Rarity backed away from the open door, suddenly filled with an eerie chill. A rear hoof touched the opal’s smooth surface. Rarity bit her lower lip; was she really willing to part with a gem the size of a dining table just because of a little creepy feeling? In answer to the unspoken question she turned to face the opal and reignited her horn.
As she resumed pouring magic into the massive gem a chill wind escaped from the pumpkin door, bringing with it a few dead leaves and the scents of damp earth, wood smoke and sugary spice. Rarity pointedly ignored it.
A few moments and a great deal of magic later, the wind had grown strong enough to whistle between the trees and stir the white Unicorn’s coiling purple locks. Rarity continued to focus on the task at hand.
With mere seconds left before the huge stone would pull free – or so she was fairly certain – Rarity felt her hooves leave the ground as the wind swirled fiercely around her and lifted her upward.
She yelped in fright and galloped in midair. “EEEK! All right! I get it!” she pleaded. “You can keep the opal! Just put me doo-ooo-www-www-wwwn!” Before Rarity could finish her entreaty the wind sucked back into the now-wide-open door, and hurled her down into the darkness inside. Her cry echoed hollowly as she fell.
A final inward gust pulled the pumpkin-door shut with a soft click, leaving the woods dim, still and silent.
•••••••••••••••••••
The full moon hung in the bleak black sky like the back of a vast skull caressed by spidery fingers of ominous grey cloud. A chill wind played across the fields of sickly, monochromatic grass, whistled between the rusty bars of black iron gates and fences, and stirred up bone dust from the yawning mouths of open graves. In the distance a lone werewolf howled.
In other words, it was quite nice out.
Jack Skellington strode down the winding packed-earth path leading out of Halloween Town with his bony hands clasped behind his back and a pensive expression on his skull.
As the Pumpkin King of Halloween Town, the burden of leading the planning of each year’s Halloween festivities fell squarely on Jack’s shoulder-bones. A great many good things had come into his unlife of late – not the least of which, the love of a certain caring and pretty rag doll and the demise of a particularly noxious and unpleasant foe – and Jack felt like expressing his resurgent Joie de Mourir with a phantasmagorical extravaganza for Halloween this coming year.
And so he walked, taking in the delightfully creepy atmosphere of Halloween Town by night and waiting for inspiration to strike.
He walked for a long time, mulling over decorations, tricks, treats and costumes, too lost in thought to even sing about it. When he finally took stock of his surroundings, he realized two things: it was nearly morning, and he had no idea where he was.
He had wandered into the Hinterlands once again, and into an old-growth wood not unlike the one which held the mysterious trees bearing the doorways leading to the other Holiday Towns. But he had deliberately walked out of town in the opposite direction from that strange place this time.
He walked between the leafless, rough-barked trees, searching for a landmark or a sign of something familiar. Soon enough he did indeed come across a landmark – and a familiar-seeming one at that – but it was also new.
A ring of mighty trees towered around an ancient pale grey stone disc sunk into the rich dark soil, their roots reaching toward it like spokes around the hub of a giant wheel. Each tree bore a stylized door, but Jack didn’t recognize their shapes.
He approached, seized by the same curiosity that had once led him to visit Christmas Town. I could take a quick look, he mused. No holiday misappropriation this time, of course – I’ve learned my lesson! But surely a tiny peek through just one door couldn’t hurt?
One door was a sharp-angled, crested face in red; it seemed stern yet just, but also somehow… mechanical? I’ve had my fill of toys for now. Jack moved on.
Another was a giant, rounded paw-print, as though a vast puppy had playfully pounded an ink-covered paw into the tree. Intriguing, but... Jack shrugged and kept browsing.
Yet another was a red-and-white-striped shield, set with an off-centre silver star and covered by crossed assault rifles. Jack shuddered at the memory of anti-aircraft fire blasting his reindeer-skeleton-drawn sleigh. Definitely not.
Something colourful caught Jack’s attention out of the corner of his eye socket; he turned around and gasped.
The tree was more vivid and lively than its fellows – the few leaves it bore were even still green – and its door was a thin, bright pink arc, not unlike the “Ω” often carved onto headstones. A festively-coloured memento mori? Perfect!
Jack grinned and moved to reach for the door’s knob, but as he did so the door snapped open by itself and disgorged a shrieking blur of purple and white.
Jack managed to say “Wha–” before he took the full brunt of the impact squarely in his ribcage.
•••••••••••••••••••
Rarity stirred into consciousness and dazedly got to her hooves.
A quick glance suggested that she was probably still in the Everfree Forest – the ominous trees, foreboding grey skies and bone-strewn soil told her that much – but she didn’t recognize a single landmark. Even worse, the sun was in the sky, which meant that she’d missed the entire Nightmare Night. And worst of all, somepony had abandoned a perfectly fine tuxedo on the filthy forest floor!
“Well, even if I missed the festival, the least I can do is stop anypony else from committing a crime against fashion!”
She sighed in dismay and magicked up the pinstriped black tailcoat and trousers. She dusted off the formalwear and slung it over her back for safekeeping.
“Now…where in Celestia’s name am I?” While Rarity pondered the question, the bleached bones on the ground began to twitch, then shift, then slowly roll toward her.
“I don’t see Canterlot anywhere in the distance,” she mused. “Maybe I’m on the far side of the Forest..?” Still lost in thought, Rarity failed to notice the bones silently converging behind her and slithering up into the empty clothing.
It wasn’t until an elongated black-clad arm reached past her head and picked up a smooth round skull from the ground in front of her that Rarity came to the paralyzing realization that she was not alone in the clearing: a tall, spidery, skeletal creature in funerary finery was now crouching over and behind her like a bone gargoyle.
“Hell-oo-ooo…” said the skeleton as he popped his skull back into place on top of his neck-bones. “I’m Jack Skellington – Pumpkin King of Halloween Town. And you are…?”
Rarity slowly turned and backed away for a few paces with an even and dignified gait. And then she firmly planted her hooves, filled her lungs as deeply as she could, and unleashed a piercing scream loud enough to scare the crows out of the trees.
“ –Wait,” she said after several seconds, cutting of the tail end of her shriek, “…did you say King?”
•••••••••••••••••••
Twilight Sparkle, Princess Luna and Spike stopped at the edge of the path into the Everfree Forest. The bells on Twilight’s costume jingled softly as she halted.
“Spike, are you sure this is where Rarity went?” asked Twilight. “She isn't exactly fond of this place.”
“No doubt about it!” Spike replied. “I’d know those hoofprints anywhere!” He idly cradled his tail between his claws; underneath the fabric of his costume, the tip of his tail still bore a faint imprint from repeated stomping.
Twilight swallowed. “Well, okay then…let’s go.” Twilight and Luna kept pace with Spike as he resumed tracking the Unicorn he so adored.
The Everfree Forest by Nightmare Night was even more forbidding and ominous than usual. Every shadow seemed to hold a pair of watching eyes, and every sound suggested pursuit by some nameless horror. Spike stayed focused on following Rarity’s trail, but Twilight was free to enjoy the carnival of dread her imagination was apparently more than eager to unleash. A sudden pronouncement from the Princess behind her did not help:
“BE NOT AFEARED, TWILIGHT SPARKLE!” Luna boomed. “THOU HAST OUR COUNTENANCE THIS NIGHT, AND NO CREATURE OF DARKNESS WOULD DARE INSULT US BY SEEKING TO HARM THEE!” She focused her blazing white eyes on the robed Unicorn before her as the echoes of her declaration – and the crash of thunder that had accompanied it – faded. “…ART THOU NOT RELIEVED?”
“Oh, y-yes, Luna…!” Twilight managed between gasping breaths. “I f-feel s-so much better n-now!” She forced a smile.
“SPLENDID. HIE WE HENCE!”
The trio proceeded silently for some time until they came to a gentle grade. At the bottom of the hill, a huge blue and yellow gemstone in the middle of a copse of trees shone in the moonlight.
“Ah. Now I get it,” said Twilight dryly.
A careful trip down the hill later, the Alicorn, Unicorn and Dragon began searching around the massive gem for any sign of their missing friend. They eyed the various door-fitted trees warily.
“Hey! Look!” Spike was straining to reach a necklace dangling from a pumpkin-shaped tree-door. “This is Rarity’s – I know it!”
“Rarity’s inside that tree?” asked Twilight doubtfully. “Okay, let’s take a look.” She approached the tree and ignited her horn.
“BEWARE, TWILIGHT – DO NOT DRAW NEAR! THOSE TREES ARE MORE THAN THEY APPEAR!”
Twilight yelped in fright and turned to face Zecora, who was trotting into the strange grove from the far side. “Why is everypony shouting at me tonight?”
The Zebra brushed a lock of spider-decorated mane out of her eyes and bowed apologetically. “I did not mean to startle you – only stop you from going through.”
Twilight raised an eyebrow. “Going through…?”
“Yes, Twilight – as I said before…there is more than tree behind that door. Each one’s a bridge through time and space, connecting to a far-off place.”
“Thy friend has travelled to another world? Calamitous!” Luna exclaimed. “We must follow her at once, and bring her back to Equestria!”
“TOTALLY!” said a voice from behind Zecora. “Another world? This sounds like a blast!” Rainbow Dash hovered into view. She was still wearing her crudely-stitched Shadowbolt uniform.
“I dunno ‘bout that,” added Applejack as she trotted up to join her Pegasus friend, “but if Rarity’s got herself in a bind, I’ll do mah best to help her!”
A barely-audible squeak and a hint of pink mane peeking out from the side of one of the trees gave away Fluttershy’s presence. “M-Maybe if we wait for her, she’ll come back on her own…?”
Twilight Sparkle’s face scrunched in confusion. “What are you all doing in the middle of the Everfree Forest?”
“I landed here after Luna zapped me,” said Rainbow Dash. “Good one, Princess!” She chuckled and held out a hoof for Luna to high-shoe; the Princess smiled cheerfully and left Rainbow hanging. After a long awkward moment Spike ambled over and slapped the Pegasus’ hoof himself. Dash nodded approvingly.
Fluttershy peered out from her hiding place. “Um…Zecora said I could hide in her hut until the celebration was over.” The Pegasus pointed a hoof back the way Rainbow Dash had come. Zecora’s rustic home was just visible in the shadowy depths of the Forest.
Applejack dusted off her scarecrow outfit with a front hoof. “I came to bring Fluttershy a candy apple, doncha know.”
“The reasons matter little now,” noted Luna. “You are here, and you are all welcome to accompany Us on this journey. Adventures such as this call for a full party of–”
“*B-KAW!* Did somepony say PARTY?”
Twilight Sparkle nearly jumped out of her robes as Pinkie Pie – still in her full chicken costume – leaped out from behind one of the trees. “P-Pinkie? Whah…?”
The pink Earth Pony grinned. “Oh, I was just in the neighbourhood. Y’know – pecking at things, scratching at the dirt. …And not trying to figure out how to safely gather Poison Joke for an awesome prank. At all.” Her eyes darted to and fro. Her smile was brimming with faux innocence.
Twilight straightened her hat and beard. “…Ooohh-kay. Princess Luna is still right. With a larger group we should be able to find Rarity sooner. We’ll be back in no time!” Twilight turned to face the pumpkin door, but Zecora galloped over and stood in the way. The Zebra held up a warding hoof.
“Usifanye hivyo! You mustn’t go, for you may lack a way of safely coming back!”
“What do you mean?”
Zecora gestured widely at the strange trees. “The ways beyond are mostly sealed – the right conditions make them yield.” She nodded at the pumpkin door. “Only on eerie Nightmare Night can one open this door of fright.”
Spike’s eyes widened. “But the night’s almost over! We don’t have much time!” The little Dragon scampered past Zecora and tried to hop high enough to reach the door’s triangular handle.
“NOT SO!” Luna bellowed in the Royal Canterlot Voice. “DOST THOU FORGET WHO WE ARE? THE NIGHT DOES NOT END UNTIL WE PERMIT IT!” The Alicorn spread her wings and cast her gaze skyward. Her horn glowed, and the moon jerked from the horizon back into the middle of the night sky. Luna smiled proudly. “There! Sally forth, brave Ponies! We shall venture to Ponyville in the meantime, and ensure that Nightmare Night continues until your return.”
Twilight looked up at the re-risen moon dubiously. “Umm…Princess…are you sure this is a good idea? After what happened before?”
A hint of sorrow crossed Luna’s features, but she pushed it down. “Thy concerns are valid, Twilight Sparkle, but surely thou canst see that this situation is different! We are not condemning Equestria to eternal night – We are helping a Pony in need! We are certain the townsponies will understand. And besides…” Luna hoofed at the ground sheepishly. “…We would also like a chance to have more fun.”
Twilight smiled. “All right, Princess. I understand. Now…everypony else – who’s ready to go rescue Rarity?” The assembled group let out a mighty cheer as well as a small, terrified squeak.
“OKAY! Let’s do this!” Twilight took a deep breath, ignited her horn, and magicked open the pumpkin door.
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Skellington. YOU NEED MORE APPEARANCES IN THESE THINGS
Luna's olde english speaking habits (and creepy habitr of saying we, and us when she's talking about herself)
I CONCUR
WE MUST HAVE MORE
I guess you could call the ring of trees...
*puts on sunglasses*
The Hub...
YYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
great now it's so dark I can't see! Stupid glasses!
Anyways, great, great idea for a cross over....now I need to go watch that movie again...bye!
AWESOME!! YOU HAVE TO CONTINUE!! also good reference to capt america.
The verse at the beginning of Nightmare Before Christmas actually starts "Twas a long time ago, longer now than it seems..." not "but not too long, you see?"
Sorry, it's just that it's one of my favorite movies and I wanted to clarify the issue.
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Yes...I was aware of that. It's one of my favourites, too.
But the rhyme was rewritten. ...Just like the rest of the poem.
One more thing I have to say is "Aww, you had this take place after the events of The Nightmare Before Christmas?" I was hoping it would be more like Kingdom Hearts, where they enter the other characters' world and have their own adventure that is similar to the one from the actual movie but is not exactly the same and leaves one to assume that in this interpretation the events of the actual movie had never actually happened as they had. I was looking forward to seeing how the ponies would react to and face-off against Oogie Boogie. I assume you do intend to introduce some new villain to fill in for Oogie, but it just doesn't seem like it'll be the same without him.
Yep, I'm definitely watching this 'un. Great read, as usual, Saddlesoap. I can't wait to see more!
Brilliant! Luna is amazing, Rarity is amazing, everything is amazing!
So much yes!
This is funny as hell! Keep this story up I can't wait for chapter 2!
I've just been listening to Manson's cover of This is Halloween for the past day or so, so this is very well timed. Enough talk, LET'S DO THIS
Since this takes place after the movie, Is this based on the videogame?
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On topic, though, it was only a matter of time until somepony wrote this. I'm just glad it was somepony who actually knows what they're doing.
The only thing stopping me from giving this a full mark is because Rarity says “crime against fashion” instead of "crime against FABULOSITY".
But otherwise combining two of my favorite things ever makes me a happy fella.
It cracked me up how when Zecora entered the scene, my mind started reading the text in her voice as soon as I noticed the rhyme.
>Joie de mourir
>Accurate Early Modern English instead of just throwing a few thous in there and calling it a day
>Zecora speaking Swahili
>Interesting plot
>Everyone perfectly in character
Watching this one like a griffin.
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The royal "we" was extrememly common in usage by the nobility in any accurate fantasy setting et cetera.
Today, it is still used by the Queen of England, the Netherlands, and another handful of remaining European royals.
♫♥I look forward to reading what happens next in your story♥♪
This pony. All about Ponies. All about Nightmare Before Christmas. You, my good sir, have just gained a life long fan.
Or however long you want, I heed your beck and call.
One thing though: I got every door, with my own logic, but the insect with the bull's-eye. Mind explaining to a weaker mind?
I need to hurry up and watch that movie.
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Certainly. That one was Starship Troopers.
Okay - this is sufficiently awesome. I feel slightly bad, though, that I'm more looking forward to Celestia's reaction when they come back than to anything else. Especially with how Rarity is about to go all royalty obsessed (which aught to be good for a laugh).
Delightful! Also--"joie de mourir." Perfect.
It helps that I watched this movie three times today. (Had to try out the Spanish and French translations, don't you know!"
THIS IS GREAT btw speaking of NBC/MLPFIM heres a pic of jack and pinkie
http://diegotan.deviantart.com/art/Nightmare-before-Equestria-WP-262881385
This story.
My reaction:
Amazafying! 8D
I love it, please continue!
(or derpy-hooves will nom on your head *evil music*)
My Reaction to this Story:
ill try and come up with a proper reply after i scrape my mind off the wall for it has just been blown!
this is lookin like an amazing story and i cant wait to see what happens next
When is the next update? I really want to see what happens next
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Working on it! Want to be sure it's up to snuff, after the great reception this part received!
“OKAY! Let’s do this!” Twilight took a deep breath, ignited her horn, and magicked open the pumpkin door and ran in screaming "TWI-LIIIGGGHHTTTTTT mmSPARRRRKLE!"
Sorry bro.. couldn't resist. Story is great so far. can't wait for the next chapter.
I got all the doors on Skellington's side except the red shield. I couldn't think of what Hub show that is unles it's GI Joe, but I don't recognize that symbol.
Also, why Starship Troopers? And what are the manic rabbit, etc? I don't follow the theme on Rarity's side.
Never mind about Rarity's doors, I just got that the gem is the Touchstone logo and Splash, Roger Rabbit, and Starship Troopers were all touchstone productions.
But why is MLP a node in that particular ring...?
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There's (at least) two sets of doors - one in Equestria, one in Halloween Town.
MILD SPOILERS:
Well, the MLP door in Halloween Town is part of a circle of Hub shows - Pound Puppies, G.I. Joe, MLP and such.
And yes, the doors in Everfree are Touchstone-based, hence the Nightmare Before Christmas door. There may well
be other clearings linking up with other production companies, channels, holidays, or whatnot.
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If that's so I would stay for as long as I can finding the Hinterland Hub (That's what I call them) that leads to Lego Worlds, to be honest
Love the story, by the way. NMBC is my favorite movie, can't wait to see what happens next
Mares and colts of every age,
gonna leap out
)
wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Come with us and feel the fright
in our town of nightmare night.
this is nightmare night, this is nightmare night.
Apples scream in the dead of night.
This is NIghtmare night, everypony hide in fright
Trick or treat til Fluttershy is gonna die of fright.
It's our town, everypony sight,
In our town of nightmare night
I am the one hiding under your bed,
Hooves ground sharp and eyes glowing red
I am the one hiding under your stairs,
tail like snakes and spiders everywhere
This is nightmare night, this is nightmare night,
nightmare night, nightmare night,
nightmare night, nightmare night
In this town, we call home,
everypony hail to the Apple song.
In this town, don't we love it now,
everypony's waiting for the next surprise.
Round that corner, then hiding by the bakersshop
somepony waiting
and you'll
Whinny!
This is nightmare night,
All ponies goona die from fright.
Aren't YOU scared?
Well, that's just fine.
see the signs and read a book,
take a chance and take a look,
face Nightmare Moon in eternal night.
Everypony scream, everypony scream,
parody for Halloween...
I am the colt with the tear-away-face,
flap of my wings and I#m gone without a trace,
I am the mare who is not quite sane
I am the wind blowing thrugh your mane,
" WE ARE THE SHADOW ON THE MOON TONIGHT!
FILLING YOU FOALS TO THE BRIM WITH FRIGHT!
This is nightmare night, this is nightmare night,
nightmare night, nightmare night, nightmare night,
nightmare night, nightmare night, nightmare night.
Frightened stallion, foal and mare,
Life's no fun without a good SCARE!
Soon this parody will end,
and we will be normal again.
In this town,
don't we love it now?
Everypony's waiting for the next surprise!
Ol' Applejack might
catch you out the back
and scream like a cockatrice, make you jump out of your
COAT!
This is nightmare night,
everypony scream!
(Won't you please make way for a very special mare?
Applejack here is queen of the
Apple field.
EVERYPONY HAIL TO THE APPLEQUEEN!
This is nightmare night, this is nightmare night,
nightmare night, nightmare night,
nightmare night, nightmare night!
In this town, we call home, everypony hail to the Apple song...
I am going to read because of Ness (I call him that because it makes me think of Earthbound) of the Brony Edition put it in his 'Top Ten FAVORITE fanfics' list
I am sorry it must be said "OH MY GOD, A GIANT ROCK."
Good story as far as I have read, though I am not a big fan of " The Nightmare Before Christmas."
20257 Luna says 'we' and 'us' when talking about herself because, in ye olden times, when major nobility(such as queens, kings, princes, and princesses) spoke, they spoke for their entire country. Therefore, the 'we' means, "My country and I."
AND YOU'RE A FAN OF NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS, MY ALL-TIME FAVORITE MOVIE EVER MADE?!?!?! CAN YOU GET ANY COOLER!!?? SERIOUSLY!!!!
Great crossover so far! Funnily enough, I've been working on my own... though yours is already much better. I noticed Rarity's absence from the Nightmare Night episode, too. Brilliant of you to use it as a catalyst. As always.
I love MLP. I love Nightmare Before Christmas. I especially love what an utter boss Jack Skellington is, in any of his incarnations.
Sir, you have my attention.
1481588 i love that movie, but the animation is kind of creepy. i think they call it clay-mation. anyway. creepy!
The Nightmare Before Christmas meets My Little Pony? Cool. Strange, but cool.
Actually, this could work very well. Frightful as Jack may be, he and Rarity both share that creative flair and attention to detail. Also, while the macabre may not be Rarity's first choice of design, I have no doubt that she will be able to come up with some ghoulishly glamorous costumes.
Although how the other members of the Mane Six will react could be less pleasant. I have no idea how Fluttershy is going to be able to get through this without fainting a couple dozen times, and Rainbow Dash has a habit of hitting first and asking questions later. (Although considering that there aren't many nice monsters in Equestria, she might have some excuse for this.)
And of course, Jack would be baffled by the one creature in existence who doesn't scream in fear at his frightening performances, but instead giggles at the ghosties.