Pinkie Pie was standing there, stairs right behind her, wearing her trademark innocent smile.
Twilight Sparkle lay on top of a giant changeling, one that was whipping its tail and wings frantically. Her eyes were focused on the colt.
Chip didn’t feel the weight of the mare on his stomach. All he cared about was the intruder. A pony that was glaring at him with two blue eyes. She saw his true form. She saw a changeling. Nopony was supposed to ever see one, save for those whose mouths were sealed and identities concealed, courtesy of Princess Celestia.
The implications were quite simple for Chip. He could not manipulate the mind to unsee things. The next thing he could do was seal the lips that could tell the tale. Then, disable the hooves that could write the story. Finally, make sure the body cannot undo the secret. The result? Extermination. Quick. On the spot. Preferably not messy, for Twilight’s sake.
“Intruder,” hissed the colt, curling up his lips, displaying jagged teeth attached to red gums. “Catch her!”
Casting Twilight aside, Chip leaped, twisting his body mid-air and stretching his hooves forward to tackle the pink pony.
“Oh!” exclaimed Pinkie, “Oh! Oh! You’re it!”
Chip did not anticipate that. The mare turned on a dime and dashed down the stairs, giggling life a filly, leaving behind empty space. The changeling couldn’t catch that, so naturally he collided with the very first thing behind his target – namely, a wall. If it wasn’t for the hooves, his muzzle would probably be more reminiscent of a pancake than an equine snout. A burst of electricity went down his legs, the impact causing his joints to crackle dangerously.
The changeling didn’t care for the damage, shaking his hooves back into a working condition. He needed to neutralize this giggling threat to his mission. Celestia would want that. He dared not disappoint her – not out of fear, but out of love and respect.
Twilight was shouting something at him, but he was already at the bottom of the staircase, drawing a bead on the pink pony who was bouncing around the library happily. As soon as she saw the changeling, she stopped and leaned forward slightly, as if preparing to jump.
“Come on! Catch me, catch me! Weee!”
The pink menace jumped at the same time Chip did. His purpose was to inflict harm, preferably the mortal variant. Pinkie’s purpose was to jump over Chip, using his frame like she would in a game of leapfrog.
Chip’s jaw slid across the floor with an ear wrenching sound, followed by his heavy body. The pink mare gracefully landed near the bookshelf with the letter G.
“That was fun! Let’s do it again, again! Wanna switch?”
She was taunting Chip, he could tell that much. His jaw slightly winded, the colt gathered himself from the floor and slowly turned around. He could not beat her in agility. So he would do so in magic.
A green glow enveloped Pinkie Pie as Twilight appeared in the staircase, looking in horror at the expression Chip wore on his face.
“Chip! Put Pinkie down!” she yelled, pointing her horn at the colt.
Everypony froze in place (Pinkie mainly because she couldn’t move a muscle).
“Remember what we just talked about? Trust?” Twilight slowly took a few steps towards the changeling. His eyes were darting between her and the pink intruder, whose life was probably hanging by a thread. “I want to trust that you won’t hurt Pinkie now. Put her down, nice and easy….”
“But she saw me,” hissed the bewildered colt, “she must be silenced. You know it must be done.”
“No, Chip, it doesn’t.” Her voice was strangely calm, considering Twilight’s guts were shaking with worry. She didn’t know what spell he was casting; it might have been just simple telekinesis for all she knew. There was no way to determine how to disarm that. Their research would come in handy now…if only it was completed.
“Listen carefully. Look at me. Pinkie is my friend. You can’t hurt her. Let’s talk to her first, and then get all hot-headed later, okay? Can you hear me? Answer me, Chip.”
She kept talking and coming closer. The changeling’s blue eyes were so cold, she was terrified. And to think just a few moments back she was confused? Well, this stare, this face, it left no doubts. Changelings were different. They were not ponies. Twilight wouldn’t even think about hurting anyone who’d spy on her. She would catch him, talk to him, maybe turn him in to her superior, such as Princess Celestia…but never would she take matters into her hooves like this.
“Chip, please. Let Pinkie go. Can you do that?” How would he react to a sedative spell? Just how much did she have to use? Would that hurt him? She was very close now, almost in range of the spell. She had to cast it immediately, so that he wouldn’t know what hit him.
Without much warning, Pinkie’s body fell to the floor. The sound chilled Twilight to the very core. The green glow faded from Chip’s horn. The colt straightened himself, allowing a few joints to get back into their proper sockets.
The pink mare giggled.
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“Well, that was fun,” admitted Pinkie, hopping to all fours in one fluid motion. “So I’m it then or what? I never played by unicorn rules. Twi, am I it or what? Cause if I am then…tag!” She poked Twilight’s flank and ran for the kitchen, closing the door behind her.
The librarian let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you,” she murmured, hesitantly taking the last few steps towards the unmoving colt. He was very intently eying the hideout Pinkie found for herself.
“If she flees through a window, I’m blaming this on you. And sending a letter urgently to the Princess right away. And-”
“I get it,” cut Twilight, resting her head against Chip’s side. It was cold and hard. Very unlike a pony. “There won’t be any need for that. We’ll talk to Pinkie Pie. She can keep a secret, trust me. And I think it would be wise to finally…disguise yourself. Because I would have to write to the Princess about that as well.”
The daunting frame of Chip shrunk and humbled as he quickly masqueraded himself.
“Um. Heh. Heh. Well-”
“I get it,” Twilight cut in again. “I just wish this day would end. Come on.”
They both made their way to the kitchen. As Twilight predicted, it was empty, and Chip was just about to open his mouth when the mare flared up her horn. The fridge doors swung open, revealing a pink pony, her teeth chattering.
“A-a-awww. T-T-Twi, I t-t-toally f-forgot-t-t you kn-n-n-ew this h-h-h-hideout!” Pinkie managed, popping out of the top shelf and shaking herself wildly. How she managed to squeeze in there was a mystery even larger than Pinkie Sense. “So, I’m it again?”
“Pinkie, stop, please. There is something important we must talk to you about. Sit please.”
The pink mare knew a serious tone when she saw one. She immediately took on a blank expression, fixing her eyes on Twilight, and sitting behind the table.
“Okay, so here’s the deal. You already know Wub, right?”
“Yeah, she’s fun! But I think you still cheated in that game of tag. I’m pretty sure the official rules don’t allow unicorn or pegasi magic or flying. That would be unfair to earth ponies, you know!”
“What, Pinkie? You know that Wub is…” The librarian just sighed. Yet again, the power of Pinkie Sense was underestimated. It was obvious the filly knew about Chip right when she entered the library. Why wouldn’t she be able to tell he was a changeling as well?
“So, you know that Wub isn’t exactly a…pony,” said Twilight, glancing at Chip who didn’t seem to want to talk. Or move any facial muscle for that matter, wearing a deadpan. “You need to understand that what I am going to tell you now will require the most solemn of Pinkie Promises you have ever made. Do you think you can keep a secret that is really sensitive? Not not-tell-your-friend-you-hate-fashion sensitive, but Equestria-will-be-in-trouble-if-you-breathe-a-word sensitive?”
Pinkie Pie considered those words for a moment before putting her hooves together and nodding. “Yes, Twilight. There is that one special Pinkie Promise. It’s very special. Not cherry-and-apple-pie-with-whipped-cream-sprinkled-with-chocolate-chips special, but hot-apple-pie-with-vanilla-and-toffee-ice-cream-with-whipped-cream-and-hot-sauce-topped-with-white-chocolate-chips special.”
“Is that even edible?”
“Mmmmm, it’s the best stuff you ever tasted Twi! I’ll make you some once you come round to Sugarcube Corner,” smiled Pinkie, immediately putting on her serious face afterwards.
“Whatever. The gist of it is, you must promise you won’t tell anypony about what you saw here. That you saw Wub in that…other form. And that I didn’t call Wub by her name. Can you do that?”
“Oh, was that supposed to be a secret? Huh?” The mare glanced at her friends that were obviously scared by something she said. “Not that I talked with anypony about it.” They looked a lot better after sighing with relief. “I just thought everypony knew. I mean, Wub is an actress, and she has to wear all sorts of costumes. It’s pretty clever to be dressed as a pony. Maybe I should dress as a cupcake sometime!” The thought immediately excited Pinkie, whose leg begun to twitch with anticipation.
“Pinkie? Swear, please. For your own good,” added Twilight, unable to read what the colt was thinking.
“Okay, okay. Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye,” said the mare, placing a hoof on her eye. She then lowered her face and, somehow, managed to look…scary. “And if I lie to Pinkie Pie, I can kiss my flank goodbye.” The last word hung in the air like a threat, echoing in a way that was not physically possible.
Chills ran down the spine of Twilight. Whatever the reason was, the promise sounded downright scary. She never heard her friend recite it, and she hoped never to do so again.
“Are you satisfied, Wub? She won’t tell a thing. That’s a…special Pinkie Promise.”
Chip pressed his lips together more tightly and nodded slowly.
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Despite Pinkie’s pleading to finish the fun they were having, she was shown out the door, the excuse being more stuff that the mare couldn’t see and would have to swear even harder not to tell about. Since the pink mare didn’t have any more powerful promises at hoof, she simply smiled and trotted off to Sugarcube Corner.
“We should follow her,” commented Wub.
“Don’t worry. She treats those silly promises really seriously. So seriously in fact, it’s a bit scary,” Twilight managed a faint smile. “So, do you think we can get back to our research? It’s late already. How about we grab some late lunch and get down to studying, hmm? No pasta this time,” giggled the mare.
“Yeah. No pasta,” said Chip, his face finally relaxing in smile emerged.
It was the smile of a pony. But deep inside, it was a maw full of jagged teeth, broken in a wide and deadly grin.
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Well, what I meant by that was that you always end it off in a way that it makes us eager to read the next one, that is all. Perhaps I used the wrong word? Just trying to say that you have a great style and all that. I'm in the middle of reading your next chapter, awaiting Pinkie's shenanigans.
Ah... looks like Twilight is starting to have second-thoughts about Chip. I really hope this doesn't put a hold on the bonding they had been developing until now. At the moment, she seems quite scared on the inside.
It was also interesting to see a bit of Chip's views on this. At least he attempted to kill Pinkie out of love, not for ulterior motives.
2 minor mistakes:
Chip’s jaw slid though the floor with an ear wrenching sound, followed by his heavy body.
"though" should be "through", although in this case, I think the word "across" is a better word. The current sentence kinda makes it sound like he unintentionally tore a chunk out of the floor with his lower jaw.
...but hot-apple-pie-with-vanilla-and-toffee-ice-cream-with-whipepd-cream-and-hot-sauce-topped-with-white-chocolate-chips special.”
You misspelled "whipped"
I suppose we'll be seeing Pinkie more from now on, but we shall see.
Yeah Twilight, he's exactly like you with that thing you both have for Celly.
Fuck Yarrrr! Next chapter, more awesomeness!
This extended Pinkie Promise was really something. I don't want to know, what will happened to somepony who breaks it. I've got a bad filling it would got something to do with The Cupcakes.
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I... I wasn't expecting a moustache so... so grand... *sniff*... thank you...
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These were quite the chapters... I'd write something very complementary, but I'd rather write a limerick
about the TwiChip ship...
Twilight and Chip have been having bad luck
And his awkward mistakes really do suck
But eventually,
He'll bend down one one knee
And the two will be free to
Well I'm glad that you pointed out that while Chip has pony qualities, he still has changeling instincts as well.
Otherwise good chapter
That promise scares me...
Aww, I wanted Chip to break Pinkie!... Tho that Pinkie Promise...
Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye, and if I lie to Pinkie Pie, I can kiss my flank goodbye.
Must have been cause of that one episode with AJ...
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>>>“Okay, okay. Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye,” said the mare, placing a hoof on her eye. She then lowered her face and, somehow, managed to look … scary. “And if I lie to Pinkie Pie, I can kiss my flank goodbye.”>>>
Soooo, if she breaks her own promise, that means she has to turn herself into cupcakes! I guess she'll have to throw herself into the automated cupcake machine at the commercial factory. But the cupcakes won't taste too good, because the machines just don't handle pony parts all that well. It takes a certain finesse.
As always, well done.
Excellent, as always!
I must ask, however: when are they going to ponyville proper?
That fact that I cant stand this Pinkie Pie means she is 100 % accurate. Love the Chapter by the way.
For some reason though, when I see pinky, I am reminded of the Joker...
Pinkie scares me...
Dat extended swear
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You used words that I perfectly understood. I just didn't leave much of a hook for the last chapter, is all
Thsi chapter developed quite unexpectedly. I just intended for Pinkie and Chip to run around, much to the amusement of the mare and irritation of the colt. But I guess the changeling got really serious. I note with interest, again, that the events don't exactly follow what I have planned.
Which kind of makes me fear if the ending will pull through the way I want it to.
Chip is pretty much a kid on the inside -- he does what he is told and by nature, his arsenal of 'solutions' is not health friendly. Changelings being easily replacable and all.
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But Twi wouldn't want to squeeze Pinkie out like a tube of toothpaste!
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Nopony knows, nopony ever managed to break it and tell the story.
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Oh please, you know as well as I do that if she was in the same situation she'd do the same for anyone that wasn't Pinkie, because only Pinkie can respect the Pinkie Promise well enough on that level.
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I'm too innocent or clueless to find the word you are trying to use
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Thanks!
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Had to make up for the time I lost when I was sick. Plus, I'm not sure if I'm not behind on one chapter anyway. Oh well. Maybe double update today too. Depends on how much fun I'll have in Space Marine.
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I'd play as heavy all day long. And all night long too
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I know. I'll be honest and give credit here, I found it on a YT comments somewhere while browsing pony related stuff.
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I can write an alternative just for you! Complete with a teary scene of Twi crying over a dead body, a duel between her and Chip, and then a sad double funeral. One word and it's all yours!
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It never said anything about cupcakes. Who knows what kind of twisted machinery she would use on herself. Maybe she'd ask Rainbow to take her to her Factory.
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I was considering taking Chip on a leash and walk him outside. But they already wasted a lot of time. Maybe after they are finished, things could finally become a bit more casual.
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Oy! You're totally right! The joker from the Dark Knight movie is by far the best joker. Pinkie reminds me of the animated series one -- goofy, usually harmless, but crazy nontheless.
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More than Chip?
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I'd like to think ponies are above physical violence unless there isn't any other way. Even the zealous Twilight wouldn't want to hurt another, if only to keep her conscience clean.
Chip? Changelings don't have morals innately. So only his spark kind of tells him what is right or wrong. Still, it is an alien construct that can fail or 'get the wrong idea'. Like it did just now.
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She wouldn't want to. But in the end, she would. Because Celestia's orders.
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If Celestia EXPLICITLY told her to destroy intruders, as in eradicate, wipe clean off the face of Equestria, and feel good about it. Then yes.
But such orders were not given
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Yes but orders were to not let anyone know about Chip. And, while Twilight would be hesitant and torn regarding it, I'd say she'd snap and do as Chip would have done, in the end, if it wasn't Pinkie Pie.
Although I think I've read a few too many darkerish fics...
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Twilight is a mare of reason. Which is more reasonable?
Capture, send to Celestia for her to deal with it as she pleases?
Act of own accord, slay spy, fail at hiding body, get caught by police, banished by Celestia and then silently assassinated by her most loyal subjects as a liability?
Remember that paranoia can go two ways
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Heh, I'll stop here, I know when I'm outmatched...
and when I'm not functioning at maximum capacity...
Guess which?
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So tommorow's your birthday!? Oh my gosh!
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Me and Chip will scavenge around for a gift!
(also, don't take anything from him. He'll just take the first thing that seems amusing to him and wrap it up in paper, hopefully not toilet paper. Forgive him, he is still learning. He means well, really. Now, excuse me, I got to stop him from prying open my locker with stuff I keep for sentiment's sake.)
1050232 Does it have to be just me? What about all the other readers? They deserve to see such a master piece too!
1050232 But if Rainbow takes her to the factory, then Pinkie will become a pink rainbow! Not a cupcake!
I'm sorry, but your story has TOTALLY fallen apart with this striking inconsistency! A MASSIVE plot-hole that must be filled by something very large and solid!
(Alondro giggles feverishly over his own post, rolling all over the floor)
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NO! No! No.
You see, in the factory, Pinkie gets turned into Spectra. Then, you ship that to sugarcube corner, mix with icing...and what do you get? Yeah, that's right. A Rainbow Pinkie Cupcake Special -- Taste The Cloudsdale Rainbow!
Feel stupid now?
Yes, Pinkie Pie scares me especially more than Chip.
When I told my friend that entire promise phrase, he started laughing so hard. This, he pulled a "NOPE" face at. I agree, Pinkie can be Slenderman-scary at anytime she wants.
apple-pie-with-vanilla-and-toffee-ice-cream-with-whipped-cream-and-hot-sauce-topped-with-white-chocolate-chips special.”<---- am i the only 1 who tried that?
well if anyone should unexplainably happen to get transported to equestria they should say this after the pinkie promis "And if I lie to Pinkie Pie, I can kiss my flank goodbye."
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How was it?
Pinkie hiding in the refrigerator?!
Such a distracted day.