Opening Theme:
As you and Big Mac stare awkwardly at the mare before you with the two fillies frozen in fright you can't help but be mesmerized by the nose.
The term stuck up isn't supposed to be literal. It looks like it's trying to curve 180 degrees and enter her skull. Did she walk into a wall? Was it plastic surgery gone bad? Is it a birth defect? What? WHAT?!!!
The Rutherford's Comment
Ignore that for now! Concentrate on the real matter at hoof. Save that for a later time.
I don't know, I would have to agree with the idiot, that does not look natural, Sombra mutters in awe. She looks like one of the Who-Ponies from that zebra foal-book writer. The one who wrote 'Green Eggs and Yams'.
You continue to stare at her for a few microseconds as she continues to talk to her daughter ignoring you.
I don't know how you know about those nostalgic books, but you're right Subaru. But Selly's more right, I need to focus. So everyling be quiet and don't even mention this awe inspiring train wreck, otherwise I might not be able to look away!
And you really can't. It's just so prominent...
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Just_another_guy's Comment
Your hoof subconsciously reaches for your own nose, to make sure her affliction isn't contagious somehow. Big Mac notices this and gets a worried look on his face. He grabs your head and pulls you into a huddle before he whispers,
"Whatever you do, DON'T mention her-" he points at his muzzle before continuing , "or you'll feel the wrath of a thousand fruit bats" he says with a new level of seriousness and... fear?
Oh come on, THIS stallion is afraid of that ugly schnoz? Selena huffs in irritation.
I know, If it's enough to get Red talking normally, It's very VERY serious, you shudder making her sigh.
With that said you both get out of the huddle and you clear your throat. This catches the attention of the mare in front of you, who looks over to you and gains a...some sort of look that you feel is insulting before she says,
"Oh...and who are you?" Growling a little bit at the way she said that you say,
"I'm Baker Sylvester Tennant and this is Big Mac. We're the ones who brought your daug-"
Before you can finish the mare rudely interrupts you as she says snobbishly,
"Yes yes I understand. I'm Spoiled Rich, but of course you already knew that."
Her voice just drips snootiness...and that nose just sort of bounces...
Gorgeous Freeman's Comment
"Well it's nice to nose you-MEET YOU!" you shout realizing your mistake as she squints her eye at you. "Nice to get to nose you!"
Big Mac elbows you.
"Right, right, don't say nose," you whisper.
"Quit it!" he shushes.
"I said nose..."
"Stop!"
She keeps giving you the stink eye, before sniffing with that pointing thing loudly.
"Rrrriiiigggghhhtttt...Well Come on in then so we can talk more, the night air is bad for my fur," she says as she walks back through the door.
As she walks with Diamond and Silver you hear her start berating her daughter.
"What's the meaning of walking around with low life nobody's like them Tiara? Were you hanging around that filthy farm again?!"
You and Red clench your teeth together as she makes no effort to hide her insults, but you both roll your eyes and follow her inside. As you do walk in you can't help but think,
Yep, this lady is a grade A B!^%$. She's not even asking why Silver Spoon's glasses are broken, or if her daughter actually got hurt. *sigh* Hopefully this won't take too long.
A FEW MOMENTS LATER
I just had to think that, didn't I?
You've been in here trying to talk to the now named Spoiled Rich, said name making you think even her parents knew she'd turn out like this, with no progress. The reason being....
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Kersey's Comment
For whatever reason, Spoiled Rich seems to be continuously surrounded by a group of well-groomed, tuxedoed stallions. You find this rather unusual, given that she's married.
"Hey, uh, I don't mean to be rude, but what's with the entourage?" you ask, interrupting whatever condescending thing she was saying to her daughter.
"Them? Oh, don't mind them. They follow me around wherever I go, that's their job," Spoiled Rich replies.
"They just... follow you around? What are they? Bodyguards? Eye candy?"
"Better," she grins. All the stallions suddenly whip out legal pads and ballpoint pens. "Lawyers!"
"...Oh," you mutter.
"I advise you consider your next words very carefully, if you intend to get to nose me,"
Both You and Red gulp at this.
She then looks back towards Diamond.
"Now then, Diamond, do you realize how much that Tiara cost? What have I told you about walking around the dirtier parts of this town?"
"I...I know mom," she says downcast.
"How exactly did you break it?"
"Well you see..." you start to say, before you notice the dozen lawyers starting to scribble on their notepads.
"My daughter can speak for herself, thank you very much," she says pointedly.
"I...I..." Diamond mutters, and you see Spoiled roll her eyes.
"Let me guess, you'd rather tell your father?"
Diamond nods and Spoiled curls her lip (and Nose) and shakes her head.
"Fine, go on then, he's in his study," she says as she gives a shooing gesture. Diamond and Silver then look back at you and Red before trotting off down the hallway as the butler Randolph follows them.
"Oh no, you can't possibly tell me anything, I'm only your mother after all," she mutters in what you think sounds like a smidgen of hurt...but with all the snootiness in her voice it's hard to tell.
She then shakes her head and says, "I'm getting a drink, keep these lowlifes company and make sure they don't steal anything," she says to the lawyers and walks into another room.
"Ummm..." you say putting your hoof out trying to get her attention, but you again see the lawyers start scribbling in their notebooks.
Oh Gorramit!
Lawyers... Sombra growls
They had these leeches around in your day? you mentally ask.
Indeed. One of my first acts was to have all these parasites stripped of their possessions and thrown in the deepest, darkest parts of my ice dungeons right next to the mimes.
I guess that's one good deed on your resume. But I can't have a proper conversation with this lady with these vultures ready to sue me for any mista- *ding*
"Look, a distraction!" you declare and point causing everypony to look away. You quickly take out the Power Glove and whisper, "WouldYouKindlyBuzzOff?"
This causes a small swarm of bees to come out of your hoof before you quickly put it away and dramatically dive to the side into Big Red yelling, "Look out, bees!"
When everypony looks back, the bees converge on the lawyers. They take this as well as expected;
"My suit!"
"Why did I help sue my Epi-Pen company into bankruptcy?!"
"I'll sue you little bugs out of hive and honey!" (Un/surprisingly the bees understood what this one was saying and stung him even harder)
Soon all the lawyers rush out of the front door screaming as the swarm follows them.
Big Red looks confused as heck at what just happened, but you chuckle. With them gone you think that you'll finally be able to hold a conversation with the mare. Speaking of which...
"What in the world? Where are my lawyers?"
"They just randomly started yelling and mocking your nose and they ran out before they had to look at you again," you lie and Red gives you a worried look, because her eyes do appear to catch fire.
"OH THEY DID DID THEY? Well I guess Hodges and Haybelle have lost a very powerful client!" she declares as she takes a drink of whatever she's got in her glass. "What other good news can come my way?!" she shouts.
"Well...you see Mrs. Rich, we brought the girls back because they were getting bullied and..."
"BULLIED?! My Diamond?! She's not that weak SIR! My Diamond is strong! Nopony would be stupid enough to bully her! Those Schoolhouse Weaklings know their superior when they see her!"
She then begins to go on a tirade, and you can't help but feel that isn't the first glass of booze she's had tonight. Even still,
Kichi's Comment
A lot of the things she keeps ranting about, and at you, has made you want to slap her in that thing she calls a nose.
"My daughter comes in here with a broken crown with that defeated look! That's NOT the face of a Winner Diamond! You're lucky I'm even letting your four eyed friend stay here!" she then takes another drink and starts pacing, "Stupid lawyers, stupid hired help. Stupid Town!" she then glares down her nose at you two. "And then there's THESE Flankholes! I have to deal with some backwards dirty hick that my Filthy won't just get rid of, and some stupidly dressed moron with orange eyes won't stop staring at me! I'm married MISTER!"
You didn't even realize your eyes were glowing, but this mare (tipsy though she maybe) is just awful to listen to, and you glare is fixed solely on her. Red doesn't seem to notice your eyes though, but out of your peripheral, you notice that his jaw is clenched and he appears redder than normal.
"I taught Diamond Tiara everything she knows! But I guess it isn't enough! As a Rich pony, you must always think of your social standing. My daughter associating with confused, insignificant lowlifes? Socializing with your kind is not how you move up in Equestria! Especially with that sister, or daughter or whatever the heck she is with the bow. Little parasite should know her place." You feel particularly fed up with this mare and are about to say something, when Red beats you to it.
"I've had enough of your smart-mouthing Spoiled! You don't talk about Applebloom like that!" he booms in his voice as he walks towards her intimidatingly with a scowl.
She immediately recoils in dramatic fashion and yells,
"Don't you dare strike me! You! Low life! Do you know who I am?" she yells, even though Red just stands their glaring at her, not even raising his hoof.
"Um, we're not attacking you lady, you're just," you try to interject.
"I'll have you brought up on charges as soon as I've found a new law firm. I'll see you thrown in jail! I'll-"
"THAT IS ENOUGH!" she is interrupted by Filthy Rich himself as he walks into the room. She stops her tirade and trots over to him. "Now, what is happening here?"
"Oh Filthy! These low life ruffians, they just barged in here with Diamond and then they hit me!" she says dramatically.
"What? No! We..." you try to defend, but Filthy Rich cuts you off with a glare.
"Oh really? You Two, in my study now!"
"You're study? But Filthy," she whines.
"I'll Handle this Spoiled!" he declares shutting her up. "In the meantime, sit down and relax, have another drink if you need one. Just keep quiet, Diamond and Silver have already been sent up to bed."
"Ugh! Fine!" she declares as she angrily trots off to a sitting couch, glaring at you and Red.
"Alright. Inside you get! Come on! Or would you like me to have Randolph get the guards?" he declares.
You don't really like the sound of that, and though you'd rather just get out of this mansion, you see Big Red visibly lighten up and follow Rich's orders without objection. You decide not to leave your bro hanging and follow, the glare of that horn nosed harpy watching you the whole way.
As you both enter through some double doors, and he closes them behind you, you see Filthy Rich's face drop the pretense of anger as he gives both of you a sympathetic look.
"So...Did my wife run her mouth again?" he asks.
"Uhhh..." you stutter a bit confused, but luckily Big Red saves you from looking too stupid as he sighs and says his usual,
"Eyup."
Shaking his head and sighing, Filthy points to two plush looking chairs and says,
"Please, have a seat gentleman," he then walks over to his mini bar and starts pulling some bottles out.
"So... What did she say this time?" he asks as you and Red take a seat.
"Well..."
You then give him the rundown of the things she said to and about you guys, which causes him to shake his head.
"Gol'Darnit Spoiled," looking over his shoulder at you two he asks,
BrownDog's Comment
“Would you all care for a drink? Something Soft or something Strong?”
“No thank you.”
“Enope,” you both say. He shrugs and pours himself a drink from his bar.
“I apologize for my wife, she can be…grating when she’s cranky.”
“When is she not cranky?” you ask, causing a subdued chuckle for him.
“Oh you may not believe me, but she has her days,” he says almost wistfully before sighing and taking a drink of the liquid in his cup. You think it’s something strong.
“But even still, even she should know better than to get angry at a friend like Big Mac,” he adds.
“It’s OK Rich. It ain’t new,” he says in understanding.
"No Mac, it's not OK. The Riches and the Apples have been business partners, and I'd like to thing friends for a hundred years. It's like she can't figure that out..." he says almost sadly.
"Really Rich, It's fine. You and I are good. I probably shouldn't have lost it like that, but I can't stand anypony badmouthing my baby sister," he explains.
Really, as bad as this whole situation is, you're hearing Red speak a lot more than you've ever heard before.
Rich nods then sighs again as looks at you, “And you Mr. Tennant, you and your little girl just came back from the grave not three days ago, she shouldn’t be giving you any guff,” he says sincerely.
You don’t know why, but you find Filthy Rich to be a very laid back and reasonable guy, so you say,
“Hey it’s alright, if I’ve learned anything about myself, I never stop getting guff.”
He nods at this, and then as he sits down, he asks,
“Yeah…but anyway, now that Spoiled’s not ranting and raving, might I ask what happened to my daughter and her little friend?"
"They didn't tell you?" you ask surprised.
"Well, they were trying to. They mentioned some trouble down at the farm, and they spoke of you two, but by the time I was able to calm them down and start asking questions, my wife starting shouting, so I just sent them to their room."
You and Red then look at each other before looking back and you tell them the events that happened this afternoon. You don’t know how many times you’ve apologized, but it still doesn’t seem like enough.
As the story concludes, he just sighs again, and takes a bigger swig of his drink.
I guess in one regard, he is like his wife then.
“Well, I can’t exactly say I’m surprised this happened,” he mutters confusing you. “It was only a matter of time before Diamond said the wrong thing at the wrong time to the wrong pony.”
“What?” you ask.
He sighs again and pours himself another drink. “I’ve known about my daughter and her friend teasing others from Ms. Cheerilee, and even from Randolph. I thought it was just a phase that she’d grow out of and be friends with everypony eventually,” he sighs again, “But I’m always so busy with work, and I thought my wife would handle the situation better.” He then takes another swig. “Plus, I don’t think my therapist’s advice of drinking to forget is particularly healthy,” he adds.
Yeesh, what kind of Quack is this guy’s therapist?
Elsewhere in a Bar in The Middle of The Desert,
Dr. Quacksalver suddenly sneezes Johnny Trotter out of his nose.
Back with you
“Guess now it’s all come to a head,” he surmises.
“H-hey man, don’t put yourself down so much, Nightshade and Babs are the ones who-”
“Yes yes, they certainly went a little overboard I’d say. But kids will tend to do that,” he says really calmly. After all the emotions you’ve went through today, it’s kind of surprising to see how he’s taking it in stride.
“But even still, maybe there is a lesson in this for Diamond and Silver.”
“Well, even so, what they did was horrible to those two fillies,” you say and he nods.
“Yeah, I know that. But I have faith that you two will give whatever punishment to them that you see fit, so I don’t have to worry about that. But from what you’ve said, it has made my Diamond see the light so to speak. Was she really getting along well with your sister and her friends Big Mac?”
“Eyup,” Red answers as usual. Filthy gives a small smile to that.
“B-but what about,” you try to say.
“Mr. Tennant, do not worry about my wife’s threats or myself being angry. A tiara can be replaced, and I’ve certainly got enough cash to fix poor Silver Spoon’s glasses. Nothing lasting has been damaged. In fact, I suspect that this whole mess has actually been beneficial for everypony involved. You’re not the only one who has to become more involved in his daughter’s life Mr. Tennant,” he says rationally.
You can’t believe this guy. Aren’t all rich guys supposed to be stuck up jerks like his wife?
“Mac, Mr. Tennant, I thank you for letting me know everything. I’ll handle things from here, and I’ll even let Silver’s parents know when they get back…though I don’t think they need to know EVERYTHING. Especially if her glasses will be fixed by then,” he gives you both a wink.
Dear Luna. How is this guy married to that Rhino? I know they say love can make you blind, but love is making this guy blind, deaf, and dumb.
He then looks to Red and says, “So the Cutie Mark Crusaders offered to let them build a new float for the Harvest Festival with them?”
“Eyup.” He smiles again at that. “Well, I’m sure I can work something out so those five can do just that.” He then sets his drink down and looks to you two.
"Well everything seems to be settled now. I'll have a talk with that wife of mine and see if I can't calm her down. After that I'll be taking a break from work and spend Diamond's first day of being grounded giving her time and understanding she needs."
You and Big Mac nod your heads at this and you make a comment about how Diamond doesn't know what her Talent is and he nods understanding that's another thing for them to talk about.
With all said and done the three of you stand up as Filthy says,
"Now gentlemen I hate to do this but I must escort you out in a rather...loud manner. Need to keep that wife of mine calm for now and seeing my chatting with the pony who 'hit' her won't do that any good. When she sobers up she should be more reasonable."
You and Big Mac nod your heads in understanding as Filthy begins to drag you both out. While you are surprised by how strong he is to be able to do this, you also spot Spoiled smiling cockily from the other room. So you decide to do what you do best...make a scene!
You begin to thrash about a bit as you yell in a poor accent of some kind,
"I DID NOT HIT HER IT'S NOT TRUE! IT'S BULLSPIT! I DID NOT HIT HER! I DID NO-oh hi Mac."
Big Mac proceeds to look at you in confusion while you hear a tiny, nearly silent laugh from Filthy. The look on Spoiled's face is also a thing of glory. However that very confused look on her face is ruined by the unavoidable nose. Still making a scene, you decide to do something incredibly stupid...
Gorgeous Freeman's Comment
Amethyst Blade's Comment
"NOSE! Bloody nose! We're not supposed to talk about the bloody nose, but there is a bloody nose winking me in the face!" you shout causing her to gasp in shock before anger comes to her eyes.
"Kill it! Kill it with fire! DOWN WITH THE MONSTER OF A NOSE!!"
You then throw what you presume to be one of the unlit Molotov, but in your ranting your hoof slips. Instead of landing above her head, the bottle strikes her straight in her snooter, shattering over her face.
Filthy stops pretending to drag you, and you three stare in shock by what you just did.
I think I just ruined any chances of Diamond having a good childhood.... you think ruefully.
She then looks up and begins glaring at you.
"Why you no good stupid...huh?" she trails off as she and in turn the rest of you notice that her nose...is no longer upturned and sharp. Instead, it's normal and rounded. It actually improves her looks and you can understand why Filthy would have married her. She's actually pretty good looking when her face isn't jacked up.
As she touches her now normal nose in awe, Filthy whispers in your ear.
"Thank you...I've missed her old muzzle," he says in such gratitude with sparkling eyes.
"Um...You're welcome?"
But how did I... you trail off as you see the red liquid all over the floor next to the bits of broken glass. Your eyes widen.
Oh Son of a B$@!^, I just wasted one of my health potions!
*6 Health Potions Remaining
Spoiled Rich then stops touching her muzzle, which has a subdued smile on it. She just gives you and Red a tiny scowl, before she says haughtily,
"And that useless so-called doctor Quack said it was incurable! Hmmph!" she then walks out of the room without so much as a thank you.
Before you or Mac can comment at this miracle you are both "thrown out." With one last nod from Filthy, the door slams behind you.
You look at Red and he looks at you before you both shrug.
"So...that happened. Went a lot better than I thought."
"Eyup."
You and him then begin walking back to the farm.
"Well, I guess it's time for us to take care of Babs and Nightshade huh?"
He nods and sighs.
"Well, good luck with that big guy. I've got something in store for her..." you then trail off as something comes to mind. "Say Mac, do you happen to have any Hard Cider back at the house?"
He raises an eyebrow at you.
"Eyup."
"Cool, think I can have six pack? I know I don't normally drink, but I need something to...calm my mind for tonight."
Wait What?
Later At The Shack
You stand with 6 empty bottles in your hoof. Not even a hint of being buzzed as Nightshade sleeps on the cot. You and Red had told Applejack the situation, and the two siblings went on up to the house to deal with Babs, leaving you to take care of Nightshade.
So Selly, did my idea work?
Listen for yourself,
*Hic* Crystals... the drunken king slurs in your head.
Nice. So until we get more tranqs, I can just booze it up whenever the need arises.
True, though alcohol is different than the drugs. I may be able to siphon the toxins, but you are still filling your belly with swill. Be sure to eat something so you won't get sick, she explains.
Well that won't be hard, you think as you pick up an apple and bite into it.
But now onto brass tacks. With Sombra in the drunk tank, how do you want to handle this?
Simply lay down and slumber. I will allow you to observe, but that will be all you'll be able to do as you are not a walker like us. I must weave this story before I speak to her at the end.
You nod, but then ask, But what about Princess Luna? Didn't you tell me she was always on the look out for Nightmares?
Do not worry about her, she will not find us. I know how to shield our activities from her eyes, she says in spite.
Alright then. Just...don't overdue it alright?
I will only show her what she must see. But do not fret, it won't be nearly as bad as what that swine's door showed you. I only wish to teach her a lesson, not torment her.
Nodding, you lie down and think, OK. I'll meet you in the usual spot. You then tussle Nightshade's mane. Honey, this is for your own good...You then nod off.
POV Change: Nightshade
You sit on a swing set on an empty playground as you stare at your hanging hooves. You're not quite sure how you got here, but you feel down.
"Maybe Diamond and Silver didn't deserve what I did but...I still don't get it. Am I really a bully?" you muse. You are still confused by what your dad has told you today. Your whole way of thinking has been called into question.
You shake your head,
"No, I can't be. I apologized. Sure maybe I went overboard. I know that now. But if I stand up in my own way, is it really that bad?"
You then hear whispers from all around you. You look up and see your friends. The CMC, Spike, and even a few other schoolyard friends.
You light up, "Guys! Hey!" you call out to them...but they all stop talking and give you a funny look.
"Guys?" you ask as you get off the swing set, and they all wince. Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, Spike and the rest start taking steps back.
"Wh-what's wrong?" you ask. "What are all you guys scared of?" you ask as they stare at you in fear.
"Guys?"
WHAT DO YOU DO?
Outro:
Would inception count or would nightmare on whatever street(can't remember)
"You're going to be my friends!"
How about Bugze and Selena get the opposite of what they expected? Nightshade doesn't cry over her friends leaving/staying away from her, but instead can't accept it and tries to force it.
One thing that recurred frequently in my nightmares was running away from something but it felt like I was running through honey. Think of Terminator 2 when Sarah Connor sees Arny in the psyche ward and runs but everything's slowed down. While that's not really a nightmare it was a nightmare scenario for Sarah.
Question answer:
Terminator 2: Nuclear explosion at playground.
§
Pyramid Head (disguised Selene) appears! Nightshade should know what he is/represents from the games she played as well as Sunnytown. Eventually, Luna shows up (in getting more modern, she updated her nightmare detection protocols), and just before Selene can cut the connection, Luna sees... Drunk Sombra!
Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, Spike, Nightshade
"P-please just stay away from us."
"Yeah just stay over there."
Takes a step closer and sees small cuts and bruises on them. "What happened to you guys?!"
"You don't remember.
"YOU did this. So stay away and leave us alone."
I really don't have any great experience with dreams or nightmares in general so no suggestion this time sorry ^_^;.
Anyways, for the question I'm going to have to say the one where Donald Trump was elected president, That was scary.
... Wait, he WAS elected president.
...
....
......
God help us all.
You plead desperately with your friends.
“Everyling just calm down, everything’s going to be alright, I promise.”
You say as you try to trot towards them, but the groups all huddle together and whimper.
“Please, just leave us alone!” Scootaloo yells.
“Don’t hurt us anymore,” Applebloom whimpers.
“But I didn’t…”
“Just because you hate Diamond and Silver doesn’t mean you have to hurt us too,” Sweetie pleads.
“What?” you ask flabbergasted. You look to the group of fillies and colts and see Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon in the middle of the CMC with Spike.
“They’re our friends now! Don’t hurt them anymore!” Spike yells.
“I…Ok, that’s fine, they’re your friends, I wasn’t gonna,”
“MS. Cheerilee! Help!”
“What are you calling her for?! I haven’t done anything!” you growl frustrated by them not answering any of your questions as you stomp towards them, they cower before you.
“Why are you all beat up? Why does everyling think I’ve been hurting them?!”
“Ms. Cheerilee!” the group yells.
“Come on, this isn’t funny! You don’t have any reason to be afraid of me!” you shout as your eyes glow white.
“She’s getting mad again!” Sweetie Belle squeels and runs away, causing the group to run off.
“NO WAIT!” you yell and growl in frustration.
7823940 THIS
You run after your fleeing friends, yelling for them to stop, but they won’t, the landscape begins to get white and fuzzy, and you feel that you can’t run anymore.
“Wh-what?” you say as you try to move. From the mists walks the CMC with sad downtrodden looks.
“Girls! WHAT IS GOING ON?!”
They flinch, but then they look at you.
“We…we don’t want you in the Cutie Mark Crusaders anymore,” they admit to you, causing you to gasp in shock.
“Y-You…you’re kicking me out?” you ask in hurt.
They look down at that before they start speaking again.
“We thought you were nice…” Sweetie whimpers.
“We thought you were cool…” Scootaloo mumbles.
“We thought you were our friend…” Applebloom finishes.
“I…I AM! I’m all those things! Girls please! I would never hurt you!”
Suddenly your voice echoes across the landscape.
We All know what snitches get now don’t we…?
Your eyes widen at this.
Those backstabbing jerks! I go out of my way to take down their tormentors and this is how they repay me?
“I…I didn’t mean it!” you belt out, but they don’t look at you. “Girls please!”
You then hear crying from behind you and you turn your head. There sits Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, much more roughed up, bruised, and even cut than you thought they were. Spike stands defensively in front of them, glaring at you.
“No…” you gasp.
“I won’t let you hurt them anymore Nightshade!”
“Spike…I didn’t…” you try to defend as tears come to your eyes and you raise your hoof, but the two fillies huddle together and Spike puffs out some smoke, causing you to stop.
“We’re sorry Nightshade,” Silver Spoon cries.
“We won’t bother anypony again,” Diamond bawls.
“Please don’t hurt us anymore!”
“I won’t. I promise! I won’t…” you shout as tears start falling down your cheeks.
“And why should we trust you?” Spike says with a glare in his eyes. “You’re not anyone’s friend! You’re a jerk!”
“Spike…?” you whimper out but he turns around and leads the two fillies away, not even looking back at you.
From the mists you see other colts and fillies pass by you.
“I don’t want you to play videogames with me anymore. You keep breaking my stuff,” Button says as he passes.
“You keep hurting my big brother. Why should I be friends with you?” Rumble says before he vanishes.
Babs walks past. “I’ll never be forgiven for what I done…You dragged me into this…”
Others walk on by, but you can’t hardly see their features with the tears in your eyes.
“Please…I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry,” you plead to the mist. You turn back around and see Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo still standing there, staring at you sadly.
“I’m sorry! I’ll never be like that! I swear! I don’t want to be a bully! I want to be a hero!”
All three of them look up at you.
“How can you? You’re just like them,” they say simultaneously as they point to the side. Your eyes wander and you see a horrible scene.
There is a large group of young changelings huddled together, surrounding something and laughing.
“Yeah! Get that orange haired freak!”
*SMACK*
“Take this Gingy!”
*PUNCH*
“Hey! Cut that out!” you yell as you try to get to the group, but it’s as if you’re running in slow motion. “Stop it!” you yell, but they ignore you.
“Just because you hang around HER sometimes doesn’t mean you’re safe nerd!”
*SLAM*
“How’s it feel knowing your parents never loved you?!”
*PUSH*
“Yeah, they couldn’t stand the sight of Mr. Lucky the mutant freak, so they ran to get away from you!”
This is followed by several cruel laughs that take your breath away, and suddenly a yell.
“THAT’S NOT TRUE!!! You stupid motherbuckers! I’ll make you pay! I’ll-*CRACK*”
The voice is cut short and a thud is heard.
“You’ll what freak?” comes one of the taunts as several more blows are heard.
“You’ll What?!” the bully’s voice raises. “Are you going to talk back to us again? Huh?! Are you?!”
“Nooo…” the voice whimpers as the group starts laughing.
“LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!” you yell, even as your voice sounds like it’s coming from a far distance.
Suddenly one of them looks up as if hearing you and says,
“Come on, let’s get going before his Grandpa shows up.”
“Yeah, that senile old buck is actually intimidating, which is more than we can say for this loser.”
The group of young changelings then walk away as a group, revealing the victim who sits on the floor crying with his head between his legs.
As if this is the trigger, you get full control of your movements back and you rush up to him. He appears to be a changeling, just like the others, but there is something different about him, but you can’t quite put your hoof on why.
“Are…are you ok? They’re gone now!” you say as you reach out a hoof, but suddenly it is slapped away, and the changeling looks up to you causing you to gasp.
“Get Away From Me!” the orange haired young changeling cries as he backs away from you, as though you’ll hurt him.
“Dad?!” you cry out in shock, confusion, and sadness.
“Please…No more…” he cries as he looks at you in fear. "No more..."
“No…NO…NOOOOOOO!!!!” you yell to the heavens as even your own dad thinks you’re a bully.
The tears flow freely from your eyes as you bawl at the awful truth.
All around you now is darkness, noling around to see you, noling around to hear your cries.
“I’ll change! I swear! Please! Girls! Spike! DADDY! EVERYLING! Please give me another chance…I don’t want to be a bully anymore! Please!...Please…”
As you look to the ground, suddenly the darkness fades away, and a soothing presence is felt as a familiar voice declares.
“That is enough. I believe you honey…” A black hoof lifts your chin up till you are staring into the blue draconic eyes of your mother.
“M-Mommy!” you declare as you leap to into her arms and hug her.
“Shh...It’s alright now my precious,” she says in a soothing voice
After a few moments of your mom comforting you and calming you down, a realization strikes you.
“Wait…this is a dream isn’t it?” Your mom nods confirming your suspicions.
“No wonder everything was so weird and wonky…but dang. I thought I had a handle on the whole dream walking thing.”
“You still have much to learn Nightshade. You’re still not nearly as skilled as I am.”
You nod at this, and then ask, “So…was this my punishment that Dad was talking about?”
She closes her eyes and nods. “I am sorry Nightshade, but we felt this would drive the point home the best. And though it stung my heart to watch you cry…it was…necessary.”
You look down at the ground. “Was it all fake then?”
“In some ways yes, in other ways no. I wielded the tapestry of fears and thoughts you already had deep within you. The events that transpired today, and your father’s words left an impact on you, but the emotions were scattered and confusing to you…I just put them into something resembling coherency.”
You nod as you stare at the ground.
“I don’t want to be a bully mommy. I don’t want my friends to look at me like a monster. I don’t want to hurt anyling unless I know for sure that they deserve it…I don't want to be the bad guy...”
She places a hoof on your shoulder. “I know child. I know you don’t. And I’m glad that you know that with so much resolve now too.”
You sniffle and look up at her. “I’m sorry mommy. I’m sorry for making you and daddy mad at me.”
She hugs you and says, “We weren’t mad so much as disappointed my darling. In a way, I think it’s more we don’t want you to go down the same paths we took.”
“What do you mean?” you ask as you hug her.
“Your father and I are considered monsters Nightshade. Our actions and misdeeds carry immense weight. You though…you are still young. You have a chance to be something greater than the two of us. Something better.”
You smile at that and hug her tighter.
She then breaks away from the hug and looks into your eyes. “Tonight, there were will be no more Nightmares. I shall stay with you, and if you wish, I can craft you any pleasant dream you want.”
You nod and smile. “Thanks mommy...” You trail off as something still bugs you.
“Nightshade?” she asks in worry.
“Mommy, there’s still one thing about the nightmare…did that really happen to daddy?”
Her eyes widen before she sighs and nods, causing you to feel sad again.“Yes sweet one. His memories are full of moments such as that one.”
You now understand more about why Daddy wouldn’t want you to walk this path. You’ll never be like them.
“If he had the chance, would Daddy hurt those jerks?” you ask.
Your mom sighs again and answers, “Truthfully, I believe he would. Though I think he would only dish out equal retribution to what was done to him. He…he knows what it’s like to go over the line when dealing with some of his past bullies. I don’t believe he wants to cross that line again.” Your mom has a faraway, almost sad look in her eyes as she says this.
Nodding once more in understanding, you give her another hug and say, “Just stay with me till I wake up. That’s the good dream I want for tonight.” This causes her to smile and ruffle your mane.
As you wish my child…As you wish…
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And my favorite nightmare sequences are from Pee-Wee's Big Adventure, when he's worrying about his bike getting destroyed by T-Rexes, Clowns, and the freaking devil. It's hilarious