Luna and the Dovakiin (Poem)

by Okhlahoma Beat-Down

Pinkie Pie and Cicero

Pinkie was laughing even more,
as she watched the Jester do his odd dance once more.
He'd done it many a time,
even after his arrest for a murderous crime.

"Hee hee!" Laughed Pinkie, giggling like mad.
"If I didn't meet you, the world would be sad."
The strangely dressed man bounced with glee,
demonstrating that he still had a perfectly good knee.

"Ho ho, little pony, you jest with Cicero,
do you like parties? For one we must throw!"
Pinkie's eyes widened with joy,
did she like parties? YES, MY BOY!

And off they skipped, gathering party gear,
all over Equestria they spread their cheer.
They passed the Dovakiin, sharpening his sword,
there's adventures to be had, no parties for this nord!

They attracted whole crowds, clapping and laughing,
Twilight was still hungover, she was barfing.
Bards were hired, except with no pay
who wants money for making a pony's day?

Troublemakers from the Brotherhood arrived,
and tried to cut down Cicero with Daedric-grade knives.
He didn't care, he was essential,
the most they could hurt him with was bullying and insults.

Suddenly though, his mind snapped,
insulting the Night Mother deserves a whap!
He went to Astrid, pulled out his blade,
a wound like a valley he made.

Everybody cheered, they knew who she was,
A few ponies came over and covered her corpse in moss.
The festivities continued into very early hours,
nopony was tired, no need for cold showers!

"This was good fun!" The court Jester smiled.
"Maybe next year it'll be even more wild!"
"I really agree," Pinkie replied.
"Next time, we could do it for Shining Armor's bride!"

Comments

[Ravenmane]

Geez, and I just did that quest last night...

[Okhlahoma Beat-Down]

Oh dear, did Ohkly beat ya to it?