Whose Line: MLP

by Harbinger Of Mist

Improbable Mission

Let's move onto a game called Improbable Mission! This is for Dull Edge and Blunt Force. Now what is going to happen is Dull and Blunt are going to act out a scene as secret agents performing an everyday activity. The instructions will be provided by Star Tooth. Now what I need is an example of a mundane, everyday activity... Laundry! Cooking! Gardening! Vacuuming! Gardening! I heard gardening. Thank you. So, an Improbable gardening Mission... Take it away, Dull and Blunt.

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Blunt was in the kitchen making toast. Each pair of slices immediately popped out of the toaster perfectly browned after being pressed down. "I can't get over how much I love this toaster." He said with a straight, yet blissful expression.

Dull came down the stairs and took in the satisfying aroma. "Ahh... Don't forget to put grape jelly on mine."

Blunt turned and stared with playful disdain. "What? You thought I was going to use marmalade?"

They were both taken by surprise when a loud thump noise came from the front door. Then another thump. Then a thestral crashed through the adjacent window carrying a parchment.

Blunt gasped. "A message from the boss!"

The thestral, Star Tooth, unfurled the message and recited its words. "Dear Diary, today I saw my sister harassing one of her guards. Oddly enough, he didn't seem to mind." Dull used his magic to flip the letter around. "Morning, agents."

"It's half past noon." Blunt responded.

"Then why are you making toast?"

They paused for a moment before Dull replied. "Why are you not making toast?"

"That's not important. What is important is that Celestia's royal gardeners have all come down with horrible tooth aches. It has been two days since the royal garden has been tended to, and it is up to you to... to--" Star stutters in confusion. He leans his head to the side to look at the agents from behind the parchment. "I can't read it, it's smudged."

Blunt walks up and inspects. "Ummm... restore."

"Thank you." He continues once Blunt returned to beside his partner. "...to restore it to its regular glory until the gardeners return from the dentists' the next morning."

Dull and Blunt nod in affirmation. "Uh-huh."

"If it is not cared for soon, it will become so unkempt that the gardeners will quit. Which means I will have to do it, and you two will be fired."

They reared back at the frightening information. Blunt exclaiming, "egads!"

"Get it done quickly and properly! This message will self-destruct in--" He was cut off by Dull ripping the letter from out of his hooves, crumpling it up and tossing it out the shattered window.

"We're not falling for that again." Dull muttered to no one in particular. He then faced Star. "You're dismissed." Dull turned to Blunt as Star flew out the window. "Now--" There was a small explosion and a girly scream from outside. They paid no attention to it. "...Are you ready for what could be our most dangerous mission yet?!"

Blunt responded, "of course it's dangerous! Our jobs are on the line!"

"Then let's get going!"

"Right!" They shook hooves.

"Alright, do you know where to go to get to the garden?!" Dull asked, all riled up.

Blunt pondered for a moment. "Oh! Follow me!" He led his partner to the patio door. "Here!" He slides it open.

"My word!" Dull exclaimed as they ran toward the front gate. "I never knew our quarters were so close!"

"Well, I did!" Blunt said. "You just never go outside!"

"Forget about that! Look at these hedges!"

"Sweet Celestia! How are we supposed to trim them?!"

Dull looked around for clippers, but he had a different idea. "Wait!" He fans out one of Blunt's wings and plucks out a feather, to which he expressed his discomfort. Dull holds the feather at the base and sticks it in his mouth. He then slowly pulled it out through his flatly closed lips. "This should work!" He tosses the feather along the edge of the hedge in a way that made it spin. "Wow, look at it go!"

Blunt was amazed that the somehow sharpened feather was turning in all the right spots and leaving such a clean trim. "It's... cutting so neatly!"

Dull beckoned his partner to follow him. "Come! Let the magic do its thing! We have other things to trim and groom!" They trotted into the center of the garden and saw a very decorated circular enclosure. "Look! Azalea's prized celestias!"

"What?!"

"Celestia's prized azaleas!" Dull brought out a magnifying glass and inspected the flowers in a haste. "Sweet mercy!" He exclaimed in exaggerated horror. "They're all covered in aphids!"

Blunt picked up a nearby spray bottle. "Don't worry! I got it!"

"No!" Dull slapped the bottle out of Blunt's hoof.

"Whatcha do that for?!"

"That thing could be booby-trapped!" Dull picked up the spray bottle with his magic. He unscrewed and removed the nozzle-cap, causing half a dozen boobies to burst out the opening and fly away. Both Dull and Blunt were amazed at the display. Dull looked inside the bottle. "Drat! Empty! Just typical!" He tossed the bottle on the ground in frustration.

Blunt inquired. "What are we going to do now?!"

Dull put on his thinking cap and rubbed his chin for a moment. "I got it!" He stepped up close to his partner. "Did you comb your mane this morning?!"

"Yes!" One awkward silence later... "No."

"Good!" Dull magically conjures a comb. "Bend your head over the azaleas!" Blunt followed suit as Dull combed his mane thoroughly and flicking it in the direction of the flower bed after each pass. Shortly after, Dull inspects the azaleas again. "It's working! The lice are eating the aphids!"

"Well then how are we going to get rid of the lice?!"

"Don't worry!" Dull assured. "The bees will take care of them! I saw a documentary!"

They then ran to the south-east corner of the garden. Upon arriving, they were terrified. "Sweet... moonlit... daisies!" Dull exclaimed. "These topiaries look like something straight out of a nightmare!"

"What topiaries?!" Blunt called out from behind him, carrying a hose. He stepped up and let loose a full stream of water. "This is where Celestia keeps all the statues! They're covered in moss!"

After all the statues were quickly sprayed down. Dull took out a cloth and spit-shined a final nook of the chimera. "Done!"

"Is there anything left?!" Blunt asked. "Did we miss anything?!"

Dull trotted to just outside the statue enclosure and peered to his left. He gasped. "Nooooo!"

"What is it?!" Blunt caught up with him.

Dull pointed and responded with disgust. "A weed! A weed is growing through the cracks between the cobblestone slabs!"

Blunt shifted nervously in place. "What are we supposed to do?"

All of the sudden, the magic razor-feather swooped down from out of their sight and cut the weed clean down to its roots. Dull shrugged. "Well, that was easy." The feather then flew inches above his head, buzzing his mane down and narrowly avoiding his ears.

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTT!!!

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Don't go anywhere folks we have more Whose Line coming your way!

Author's Note:

My only regret is that I couldn't find the theme that played in the background to add as a link.

Comments

[Europa]

Oh my god.

Yes.

Yes, more.

Mark this as incomplete and do more, you capture them so well.

Scenes from a Hat.

Hoedown.

Irish Drinking Song.

Props.

Do it you monster!

[BloodyBubblegum]

"You just never go outside!"

Someone's been watching me...!

[BloodyBubblegum]

EGADS, FRIEND... You know how you can improve this fic?

Write. Moar.

[Harbinger Of Mist]

4981733 Irish drinking song and hoedown are possible. i can add them as bonus chapters.

I should also be able to do "world's worst". As much as i love scenes from a hat, that one may be difficult, same with props.

[charliebrown921]

BRILLIANT My god man!

[Randablitz]

This is the funniest story I've read so far I suggest a "song styles" game in a future chapter.