When the door opened, Princess Flurry Heart lifted her head to watch and wait, as did her companions. Moondancer could be seen for a brief moment, and she was holding a yowling, spitting, sputtering, screeching furball in her magic. She unceremoniously dumped Megara into the room, let out a sniff, and then slammed the door shut as she departed to deal with the crisis.
Right away, Megara began to beat on the door.
“It’s not fair,” Flurry Heart muttered to her companions. “A crisis comes, and rather than let us help, they lock us up in prison.” The little princess lifted her head and struck a noble pose, something she borrowed from her father. “Meg, save your strength. They’ve learned from our previous escape attempts. The room is ray shielded, warded, the lock cannot be picked, we’re trapped.”
Hearing this, Megara let out a feline yowl of displeasure, it sounded like two violas screeching during a romantic stringy interlude to create a little violin, but she ceased beating her paws against the door. The manticore spawn turned about, paused for a moment, and then waved at her accomplice, Boomer. “Hiya, Boom Boom. How’s things?”
“Boring, ya know,” Boomer replied.
“Professor Egghead, do you have a plan to get us out yet?” Flurry Heart asked as she turned her head to look at Sumac. One eyebrow arched and for a moment, Flurry was a duplicate of her mother.
“Actually, yes.” Sumac lifted a hoof and gestured at Boomer. “My dragon assistant is the key to our escape.”
“Professor Egghead, may I remind you, the locks are protected against both magical and mundane means of manipulation.” Flurry Heart gave Sumac a sour, disappointed look. “Her lock picking skills have been rendered moot. It’s not right that they do this to us.”
A somewhat crazy grin spread across Sumac’s muzzle, the sort of grin that made his companions all shiver. “Yeah, but they are not warded against high yield explosives.”
Lips puckering into a somewhat fearful moue, Flurry Heart took a moment to consider Professor Egghead’s words. She also took a moment to think about what her nanny, Sleet, and her tutor, Sunburst, might do to her if she continued in her course of action. Her mother had warned her that Lady Lulamoon’s son was just a teensy, weensy bit on the crazy side, and she was seeing the undeniable evidence that her mother was right.
“Professor Egghead, might I ask, what is going to keep us from being blown to smithereens?”
“I think you can shield us,” Sumac replied.
The little princess took a moment to consider her subject’s words. He was confident in her abilities, and who was she to disappoint him? She probably could shield them from the explosive blast in the tight confines of their prison. Flurry wondered if Sumac was using his slick grifting magic on her, and was curious if she would succeed through her own power, or because she had been conned into believing that she could. Sunburst had spent a great deal of time trying to explain to her how Sumac’s magic worked, and Flurry found it a source of fascination.
Sumac could make ponies do things they normally couldn’t do, simply because he made them believe that they could. It was a subtle, clever power, and little Princess Flurry Heart considered it one of her most valuable assets. Professor Egghead was hers, the other princesses just didn’t know it yet.
“Boomer, we need some explosives,” Flurry Heart announced.
“I can’t poop with everypony watching,” Boomer replied as she clutched her claws together and somehow managed to look very shy. “Let’s see you take a poop with somepony watching.”
Frowning, Flurry didn’t like being told no. It was right up there with being told it was bedtime or that she had to eat her alfalfa sprouts. Blech! “Meg, give Boomer a motivational speech to help her achieve her potential, if you please.”
The much larger manticore spawn advanced upon the much smaller tree dragon, and Boomer backed away. Meg smiled, revealing her horrendous teeth and her lion’s tail swished from side to side. Her claws tapped upon the floor of their miraculous prison, making clicking sounds. With a smooth, fluid motion, Meg pounced, and she captured Boomer in a fierce hug.
“GIVE ME YOUR POOPS!” Megara roared, drenching Boomer’s face in manticore spawn slobber.
There was a faint whiff of something that smelled like rotten eggs and charcoal, then there were three distinct plops as something hard fell to the tiles. It sounded like three marbles being dropped to bounce upon the floor. After a delay, a fourth plink-clink could be heard as something else that was also hard hit the tile, and Boomer let out a tiny grunt of embarrassment. Then, there was a squeaky sound like a balloon deflating, and an eye watering sulfurous stench filled the room.
“Splendid!” Flurry Heart shouted, sounding very much like her mother in her moment of triumph. “Soon, we shall be free from this prison and we’ll be able to save Ponyville from the mud monsters. Professor Egghead, blow the door, if you please.” Flurry stomped her hoof to show that she meant business and that she was in charge.
“I’m sorry, Boom Boom,” Megara said, apologising to her friend.
“You’re buying me a milkshake for this,” Boomer growled as she gave her friend and fellow accomplice the stinkeye. “A big one. A chocolate and celery milkshake from Sugarcube Corner.”
Humming to himself, Sumac collected the four hard, flinty dragonstones, the highly explosive droppings of dragons. He had done this for so long that it didn’t bother him in the slightest. Lifting them, Sumac cast a sticky spell and then began attaching them around the door latch. Princess Flurry Heart admired his courage, as the colt showed no signs of concern that he was handling high yield explosives. There could be no doubt, he was the son of Lady Lulamoon, noted explosives expert and maker of the exquisite fireworks loved by the Crystal Empire.
“Yeah, this door is gonna go,” Sumac said as he squinted at what he had done. “I think four will do it.”
The colt retreated from the door and Flurry Heart pulled her companions into the corner with her. With her tongue sticking out of the side of her mouth, she cast a shield spell, something she had learned from her daddy. After a moment’s thought, she also cast a sound muffling spell, as this was going to get loud, no doubt. For some reason, all the adventures she had with her friends got loud, and her mother liked to lay the blame on the crazy Lulamoon colt.
Which was fine, because Flurry, like her mother, knew that she was innocent.
In fact, Sumac was about to make a big noise right now, because she saw his horn sparking. He was going to ignite the dragon dookie dynamite and blow the door. It was going to be loud and the door was going to go away. Hopefully, she and her friends would not share the door’s fate, and Flurry doubled down on her efforts to hold her shield up.
The room was filled with a thick, choking smoke. The door and most of the wall were gone and Flurry’s ears were ringing. She had muffled most of the sound, but the force of the explosion striking her shields had done a number on her head. Again, she wondered if she could have shielded them on her own, or if Sumac had somehow influenced her ability with his suggestion, a confidence trick done by her treasured con artist.
Megara the Lioness, her loyal and most trusted henchcreature took the lead. Boomer fell in behind Meg and Flurry shoved Professor Egghead into place in front of her. Any adults that came along would have to be dealt with, as Flurry wasn’t in the mood for play. Ponyville was in trouble, and it was up to Flurry Heart to save them.
Megara’s enormous batlike wings fanned away the smoke and dust from them, clearing the way. Sumac’s horn was glowing, an indicator that he was at the ready, and Boomer was using her keen senses to detect any incoming threat as the group made their way down the crystalline hallway of Twilight Sparkle’s castle.
“You scared the poop outta me, Meg!”
“I said I was sorry,” Meg replied.
“One day I scare the poop outta you, mammal!”
Flurry listened as Sumac began laughing with Megara and Boomer. Morale was good, she felt. She had learned about the importance of morale amongst her own troops from her father and her mother, both experts. Already, she was planning her next moves, her next steps. She needed something to give her sorcerer some zing and they needed to get out of Twilight’s castle.
Also, some sort of emergency plan had to be thought up quick, just in case they ran into Twinkleshine. Her nanny Sleet, could be dealt with, her tutor, Sunburst, he could be reasoned with, his logic could be appealed to, but Twinkleshine was death incarnate, the end of all things. Of Sumac’s three mothers, Twinkleshine was the fierce one, the protector, and Flurry had listened to her mother’s lectures about maternal love and fury. Twinkleshine could not be appeased, she could only be stopped by returning Sumac unharmed so she could fawn over him.
A very rude sound made Flurry halt, and so did the others. As the four companions watched, one of the mud monsters came waltzing into view. It was a short, squat, bipedal creature made of mud and a cloud of dust swirled around it. Everywhere it went, it left behind a trail of filth. In front of the companions, it paused, turned about, and presented its disgusting butt crack, wiggling it at the young ones.
Reaching back, it slapped its butt cheeks with hands made of mud, making gross squelches, and then it farted, spewing out cloud of dust with a few muddy squirts. The hand slapping continued, making a staccato rhythm. It farted again and a muddle puddle formed in the hallway.
“Gross! It farted at me!” Princess Flurry Heart cried in a disgusted voice. “Meg! Kill it!”
“I dunno if I wanna—”
“Meg! Kill!” Flurry demanded in a way that only an alicorn princess could.
It was Boomer who reacted, she inflated, causing her spines and frills to stand out. Like a furious chuckwalla, Boomer appeared to grow three sizes, and then she countered the disgusting mud monster’s flatulence with a belch. A gross, gurgling, horrendous belch issued forth, it rattled the walls and Boomer’s companions, and then Boomer’s blastastic burp ignited. Green flames spewed forth and curled around the super-grody mud monster.
Princess Flurry Heart suffered a bad, bad reaction. She sat down, her pale pink posteriour hitting the floor, and she pounded her barrel with her dainty front hoof. She too, burped, she burped in a way that only an alicorn princess raised around soldiers could. The mud monster in front of Boomer vanished in wisps of smoke, and reappeared a moment later when Flurry Heart belched it out.
Gagging, Flurry Heart almost spewed, because this taste was never coming out of her mouth. The mud monster gave Flurry a crepitatious goodbye, squirting mud and filth in Flurry’s face. It fell to the floor with a splat, picked itself up, and then ran away, squirting slimy, sticky, bubbling mud and farting with each step of its stubby, disgusting legs.
“Sorry!” Boomer cried as she clapped her claws over her mouth. “I can’t control that just yet!”
“Your princess demands a toothbrush and some toothpaste!” Flurry Heart stomped her hoof upon the floor, gagged, and then tried spitting her own tongue out of her mouth.
“Serves you right for having Megara scare the poop out of Boomer.”
Turning her head around, Flurry faced Professor Egghead and gave him a frosty, domineering, Storm Princess Glare from beneath her mud mask. He didn’t seem impressed though, not at all, and Flurry knew that her Storm Princess Glare needed work. She gagged again and wondered if this taste would ever come out of her mouth.
In the distance, screams could be heard along with squishy, trumpeting blasts.
“Ponyville needs us!” Megara cried, spreading her wings and revealing a glimpse of the manticore spawn that she would one day become. A grotesque wet splattering could be heard nearby, and Megara turned her head in the general direction of it.
“Wipe-Outs! Assemble!” Flurry Heart commanded, still trying to recover her princessly composure after spewing out a mud monster dragon mailed to her by Boomer. “Prepare to be heroes! Prepare for glory! Prepare to be majestic!”
“Prepare to be grounded forever,” Boomer added with a smokey huff.
“Yeah, maybe that too, but that’s the price of a good deed!” Flurry Heart, still sputtering a bit, struck a regal alicorn pose, spreading her enormous wings that she still needed to grow into, wings only rivaled by Megara’s for sheer, ridiculous size. “I’m gonna show my fellow princesses that I gots what it takes and all of you are my special princess helpers!”
“Twilight usually spends less time chatting and more time splatting,” Megara remarked, her deadpan sounding very much like her mother’s.
“Quiet, you big hairy mug, or I’ll murderise ya!” Flurry cried, sounding very much like her uncle. Reaching out with one wing, she gave Megara a hearty swat to the side of the head, which Megara ignored. It was nice having friends who were as nigh-invulnerable as she was. “Come, friends, let’s go save Ponyville!”
She grew up so fast.
XDXDXD
Teenage Flurry Heart.
Imagine the wingspan. Jeez.
OMG this is gonna be awesome.
I'm glad that they didn't grow up at the same time as the Crusaders; Ponyville would never be able to take it.
Pebble is not gonna like that.
This is the new generation of heroes for Equestria?
I'm very ok with this. Let the explosions continue!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8g_GeQR8fJo
I think Candance is wearing blinders about a few things then again most parents do. Flurry might of spent a little too much time around Prince Gosling scandalizing her mother.
I tend to wonder about their adventures if the first response is to lock Sumac, Flurry, Boomer and Megera up. The cell makes sense since Sumac has been getting around Twilights wards for a number of years
Wait...
Where's Pebble?
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I don't know. Where is Pebble?
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I've got a feeling we'll find out in a few chapters.
7999302 She's probably spending some time with her auntie Vinyl.
Those two really love to rock out.
This is going to be a hoot. *makes popcorn*
"Professor Egghead was hers, the other princesses just didn’t know it yet."
Playing the game already.
Already looking forward to more of this immensely.
Also lovely to see Megara here too
Poor Boomer though, poo-shy when you have utility excrement has gotta be tough.
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My best guess is far away from those 4 because they probably cause Chaos great enough for Discord to consider retiring.
Dear Celestia, the world is not ready.
*Obtains popcorn.*
So Flurry and the mud monster, does that count as verbal diarrhea?
Boomer lost her marbles?
... Since when does Spike talk like that? Or have I missed a weed trick?
Why doesn't she just have it materialise outside her body, like the other dragon mail recipients? And it could have been worse, it could have been baked hard on route.
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Prince Gosling.
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Sneaky, editing in a second question.
The answer to that is, lack of practice. Flurry and Boomer formed a very special bond. Neither one of them know how to control it quite yet. Celestia has learned how to silently belch out through her nostrils and allow the incoming transmissions to escape, but little Flurry isn't that graceful.
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Well-behaved and not in time-out, probably.
Well, the mud monsters don't seem particularly threatening at least. Mainly annoyances from the single instance we have seen. Some weird thing gone wrong from Tarnish?
7999354 oh my pun.....
I... I want to go die now.... That was bad.
8000061 It's good to know that my skill in humor hasn't eroded since college.
7999219 Eh, she grew up in a pseudo herd with Tarnish, her mother, Octavia and Vinyl. She also knows that Sumac has three mothers who are all in a mutual romantic relationship.
She's probably allow it as long as Flurry understands that Pebble is the alpha mare in the herd.
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It seems that everybody has misinterpreted this line, just as expected.
8000174 I think Candance, Luna, Celestia would argue with Flurry over Sumac (Professor Egghead) and if Sumac's belongs to any Princess that's probably Twilight much to the other's annoyance
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Flurry is a foal though, and has a distinct lack of adult understanding.
She also has alicorn perceptions and views, so how she experiences everything around her is quite different.
Oh, this is gonna be good.
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Wait till she gets to the Three Stooges routine. Nyuk nyuk nyuk.
Hmm. If Goose is Moe, does that make Celestia Curly and Luna Larry?
8000317 That doesn't mean they won't argue with her about which Princess, Sumac belongs to. After all is there any princess that hasn't tried to poach him from Twilight.
This has the feeling of a later adventure part of wonders what if anything happened when the 4 of them met for the first time. I assume Megera, Boomer and Sumac met at some point either at school or visiting Peeble's home.
1. Thank you kudz. We appreciate it.
2.
We still haven't exactly cleared up what was going on with her in PTSSFFF. We ever get answers to that?
3.
Im pretty sure Twilight claimed him as the other 3 where denied. But if Flurry steals him away to her cause(doubtful though), i can only imagine what she will do.
That or Pebs, Olive, and Silver have another one to worry about. Mostly Pebs though.
4. WHAT THE FUCK ARE THESE MONSTERS?!?
5.
Has Cadence killed him yet? If the watermelon was bad than this seems like something Cadence would kill him over.
8000350 AS to 5 as much as Candance would like to murdize Gosling she won't Luna and Celestia would object. Not to mention undoing all her work with the trio.
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Moondancer, the real one, will have some face time in Princess Twilight Sparkle's School for Fantastic Foals: Winter Break.
Flurry is a foal. She immediately assumes that anybody that is her friend is also her subject. Fealty and friendship is a very thin, very blurry line for Flurry, and she hasn't yet figured out the differences. This is her mother's fault, because Cadance said to treat all of the subjects of the Crystal Empire as she would her best friend, so she has. Make of this what you will.
These are mud monsters, as stated.
Cadance has a love-hate relationship with Gosling, even more so when Equine Weekly declared him the prettiest member of the Royal Family. Cadance never quite recovered from the blow.
8000358 metaphorically kill him of course. A punishment worth a death.
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That is indeed very interesting. Mostly just child mentality though.
First of all. HA! That would indeed hurt quite a bit
Second if all. The question was did she murder him? What on equestria did she do to him when she heard flurry speak like that?
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In a very foalish act of vengeance, Cadance told on Gosling to his mommy.
8000374 oh dear. We all know how sleet doesn't appreciate him talking like a hoodlem. How did that go?
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8000364 Its a newspaper that name almost sounds like tabloid why does she care what they say or believe them.
Secondly Cadance will be around long after Gosling is gone and she knows it. Then again by then maybe they will declare Flurry the Prettiest member of the Royal family
Yeah, they're all kind of immature, but what can I say? They learned from the biggest kids in Ponyville.
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oh no, everyone gets it, its just so obvious an implication that its not funny to point out, but very funny to purposefully misread.
Yes, we all know that it really means that Flurry's Alicorn-nature has already sensed that Sumac will swear fealty to her as his Princess, much like how Flicker swore fealty to Cadance. The vocabulary to describe that bond is poor at describing the unique relationship and magical qualities of that bond. It is also easy to musread, by accident or on purpose.
But posts like this one dont get replied to or upvoted because its not short or funny to read this styleof post, and posts like this one dont get written very often as an effect of that cause, so then all the readers who don't get the thing are reading funny comments and getting the wrong idea, and it takes humorless assholes like myself to muster the spite to state the obvious.
Yes, yes, I didn't realize how much I wanted this until you gave it to me, thank you oh so very much. This is gonna be fun.
I am very happy to see more Megara.
*glances at comments*
I feel like I need a LOT of context to fully understand the implications of this.
Tracking.
Aww yiss, moar Megara
8000704 yes.
It is Here
The rest of the context is throught the entire verse. Link in description.
8000872 Yeah, I was afraid of that. Can you say "archive panic"?
8000922 Archive Panic?
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Secret word of the day! You get to drink from the firehose!
8000924 TVTROPES LINK: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ArchivePanic