• Published 10th Sep 2014
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Whose Line: MLP - Harbinger Of Mist



An adaptation of "Whose Line Is It Anyway?" taking place in the MLP universe. Now taking suggestions from the readers. (Please pay attention to A/N)

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Christmas Special Part 3: Narrate [2]

Hello again. Let us keep things rolling along with a game called "Narrate". This is for Voice and Silver. They are going to act out a scene in a typical film-noir setting. The atmosphere is quiet and foreboding, and they will occasionally step forward on the stage and provide their own narrations out loud to the audience, such as their inner thoughts. What I need from the audience is an everyday place where ponies might meet, especially during the holidays...

Airport! Park! Mall!

Mall! Let's go with the mall.

Get in the car, loser. We're going to Hot Topic.

So, you guys will be acting out a film-noir scene set in the mall. When you hear the music, take it away.


Voice was browsing around the main hall of the local shopping centre. He soon found himself crossing paths with an old acquaintance.

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I thought I could do my Christmas shopping in peace. It is a Tuesday in September, after all.

But why, of all ponies, did I have to come across him again?

I can't hide forever, though. It's now or never...

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Voice walked up to Silver Quill, who was patiently admiring the fountain, and abruptly announced his presence. "Fiddlestick? It's me..."

Silver turned around to face him. "Oh hey! It's you!" He looked on all puzzled. "You..."

"Don't act like you don't remember me." Voice voiced his disdain with force in his voice. "I know it's been eight years since we last saw each other. But you don't forget ponies like me!"

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It all started to come back.

Now that I heard "eight years", I recall my old co-worker saying that the next we'd see each other, he'd be a new pony.

I never expected it to mean that he'd go through with that sex change.

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Silver's eyes shot wide open. "Cherry Pit?!"

"It's 'Blossom' now," Voice corrected.

"I thought you were kidding! Everyone thought you were kidding."

Voice took offense. "Oh! You all thought my sexuality was a joke?!"

"No! Not that!" Silver waved his claw in defense. "We just thought you would never afford it. We were all working at a factory, after all."

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I overreacted. I've only had this body for 4 months; I'm not used to the mood swings.

But at any rate, wait until he hears that I'm a model for a voyeuristic art class.

...

I should probably also look up what that word means.

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Voice calmed himself. "Well, my old friend, I'll have you know that I simply took out a loan. I am now using my new body to pay it off."

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Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhh...

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Silver stared with a blank expression. "Uuuuuhhh..."

"For Famine's sake! I'm a model!"

Silver snapped back to reality. "Oh! C-congratulations." He smiles nervously. "For what?"

Voice begins to speak but halts himself and leaves his jaw to hang open for a brief moment. "...I'm a model."

Silver rears his head back. "Ooooohhh... I think I know--"

Voice cuts him off. "No! I have finally been gifted with the body that I was always meant to have. I am enjoying it so much, that I need everyone else to enjoy it with me..."

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I know you want to as well.

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"Uuuuuuuuuuhhhh--" Silver continued, staring into the void.

"Okay. Let me put it this way," Voice explained. "How would you like to take up an art class?"

"--Less awkward." Silver states abruptly. "I suppose."

"Just think about it." He starts to elaborate. "We both have gone through our own trials and tribulations since we've parted ways at the restaurant--"

"Factory."

"Factory... that this would be an excellent way to catch up," Voice excitedly waves his front hoof around in appropriate accompanying gestures, "as well as get to know the new me and show how open-minded I'm sure you are."

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He-- She has gotten me backed into a corner. I never knew becoming a mare would make hi-- her so feisty.

Sweet War and Pestilence!... This could only mean one thing. Fortunately, I am a cunning linguist.

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"I think I left my refrigerator running." Silver hastily excused himself.

"Don't walk away from me!" Voice grabs him and forces him to stay. "Listen, I'm not good at keeping secrets, so I'm not much of a mare yet. But I think you know very well what it is." He narrows his eyes and begins to stare Silver down.

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I can't help myself. Physically, I've only been a mare for a few months. But this mare has been trapped in the body of a stallion for 30 years.

When I met bird-boy at the factory, I knew I had to do something one day. And that day had to come soon...

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"I NEED you, Fiddle!" Voice wraps his front legs around Silver's shoulders and looks him dead in the eye. "I know you may not feel the same way, but I needed to let this out."

Silver stared back for a moment dumbfounded. After feeling a couple of hard breaths on the base of his neck, he took the spur of the moment to quickly nestle the front curve of his beak just below Voice's nose.

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I wasn't thinking. I figured I would just humour her and just get on with my day.

But she was the closest I had to a friend at that factory. I've known her for so long, it may be weird at first.

But then again... Dat magically augmented, childbearing flank...

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You ship us, I'll shiv you.

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*Bzzzzzzzzztt!*


*Audience cheering*

I did not expect either of you to go that far. I say that's worth 5000 points each.

*More cheering*

I originally meant to ease into something about a toy that was out of stock. I didn't expect Silver to make that joke. It's not exactly something you could ignore.

Great job regardless.

I am serious, though. Don't ship us.

Ever heard of something called reverse psychology?

Ehh, you know what? I can get away with it. This fic isn't that popular anyway.

Voice...

Oh, right.

Even if... I still did my part to protect you in the last game.

Ah, right! Thanks again.

What are friends for?

For those of you keeping track, we will return real soon with more Whose Line!

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