Working out the kinks
"Okay then." Mathews said as he sat down on his couch while contemplating a list of things in his hand which was now trembling a bit. "I've got a list of things to do. First things first. I'm going to the store for food, then I'm going to get books to help you talk, as, obviously, you seem a bit too smart to be a normal, earthly creature. That, and your freaky yet intriguing astral tricks." he smiled nervously.
Crescent rolled her eyes and stared blankly at the now dressed-up giant. He was a bit too flashy for her tastes.
"I know it's irresponsible to leave a baby alone, but I've hidden all the sharp objects, so you can't reach them. I also hid that giant turquoise armor, so you won't find that either."
Fore stopped as he saw Crescent lower her head and grind her teeth in a fit of fury. He cocked his eyebrow and smiled, then lowered himself and pat the tiny thing on the head.
"It's too big for you anyways. Now be nice and don't do anything stupid. I've left the remote on the table for you, in-case you want to watch some shows while you wait. See you later." the man said as he shut the door behind him.
Crescent was all alone now. She had the house all to herself. With a look around this space that was now quite empty. She rubbed her front hooves together maniacally and set off to cause destruction. She was going to do something so sinister, so vile. She was going to steal the CANDIES! With the sounds of tiny hooves hitting the ground, the little furry ball finally reached the kitchen and looked around. She didn't recall things being this huge before, and her wings weren't big enough to let her fly properly. The small pony frowned and looked around a bit. There! Mathews had left a flour bag out in the open. If she could get it to fall down, then she could use it as a platform to get atop the counters and steal from that ugly giant. It was not much, but you always have to start small when you've reduced to the size of a baby foal.
The black ball tried her best to reach the bag, but every jump fell just short of it. Then she remembered. If she could use her magic to levitate the bag as a platform, then she could certainly levitate it down to her regal hooves. Crescent cleared her throat and stood "tall" as she concentrated magic through her horn. It was working! The bag was moving, slowly, but it was still moving. The little filly's head was starting to hurt, and her body was urging her to stop, yet, she refused. She wasn't an alicorn for nothing. One more tug, and she would be able to gently lower it to her hooves.
Unfortunately, as the bag left the counter, Crescent looked up with a smile, only for it to disappear as she saw the sack plummeting towards her. The filly's ears flopped down as she hunched herself.
*flop*
The bag somehow exploded over Crescent, causing her to topple backwards in a majestic explosion of white. As she finally came to a stop, she opened her eyes a bit to see the disaster. Everything had not gone as planned. She was sitting on her flank, covered in white flour, and the bag had exploded everywhere. For some reason, the filly's eyes watered up, and she gave out a loud 'snirf'. Was she really reduced to such a state? A tiny filly, without any of her previous powers, stuck as an adopted child of some weird pink monkey thing, and covered in flour as she lay upon the cold ground? Apparently so. As she got up to wipe her eyes, she noticed, within the reflection of the dish-washer's door, that she was now completely white, save for the ethereal mane and tail. The little furball observed her new, dusty appearance and thought that she started to look like a wretched pony that she hated with the utmost fervor. Perhaps she could make fun of said character here? She'd need the proper colors. Come to think of it, that giant had only a few clothes in his closet, but there were enough for a pastel mane and tail. She was sure her actions would make him furious, so the filly went forth with her plan.
Crescent didn't pay attention to it, but she had covered a bit more of the kitchen in white than she thought, and the flour on her coat was falling on the floor and leaving little specks of the baking ingredient on the floor. She was finally in the bedroom, and more specifically, in front of the closet. A grin on her face was followed by her being able to easily slide the door open. It wasn't too difficult, seeing as it wasn't too heavy or anything, but the little filly still struggled a bit. With a final creak, the closet was open. As she remembered, there weren't many shirts, but there were three that were perfect for what she wanted to do. The foal climbed into the closet and, with a jump, grabbed the shirts one by one and pulled them down, breaking their hangers in the process. They were perfect for what she had in mind, so she grabbed them and held them down with her forelegs, and ripped the shirts to pieces with strong bites.
All the shreds were gathered, and only the good ones were taken. The "mane" was attached to Crescent's horn, while the tail was wrapped around her rear with magic. Thanks to the mirror on one of the closet doors, the little filly got to see that she looked a lot like that irritating mare, and started to prance about like an idiot while looking cross-eyed and so forth. Anything that passed her mind to mock that character in the mirror was used as openly as possible. From sticking her tongue out while she tossed everything to the floor, to dancing on the shelf full of books, everything was done, and more flour was flying everywhere. Crescent started to hop about the house, destroying everything she could get her hooves on, all while mocking her hated enemy.
At one moment, however, Crescent found herself inside of the living room couch. She had torn the leather and found herself in the fluffy interior. She had poked her head out, showing nothing but her muzzle, and her big watery eyes underneath the foam, only to dive again and start "swimming" in the yellow sea. This "swimming" looked like a tiny, moving lump that burst out of the leather again, just to land on the floor shortly after. As the yellow foam slowly fell on the ground, Crescent gestured the look of raising something as she spread out her tiny wings that looked more like feathery stubs than anything else. She was having quite a lot of fun, something she never seemed to know before. Then, she became truly pale as most of the flour had fallen off, revealing her black-furred face and horrified expression. There were voices coming from outside. Suddenly, they became louder as the door unlocked and was opened. Mathews looked very angry and was looking at someone outside. Their conversation oozed with intelligence and thought:
"All hail the messiah! NOD will follow him everywhere!"
"I'll rip off your legs and beat you to the sound of Irish river-dancing!"
"Whahahat. Whatever, Kane."
"STOP CALLING ME KANE!"
The door was slammed violently, and Mathews stayed in front of it, breathing in and out as he tried to calm himself.
"Well, it's good to be back in the safety of my home, where no one mocks me. I'll have to go back outside and get the food and toys. Ugh." Fore face-palmed and dragged his hand across his face. "Well, at least I still have you, Crescent. The cutest, tiniest, most adorable-" Mathews stopped as he turned around to see the carnage.
Tables were flipped, shelves had fallen down, spreading their contents a bit everywhere, and there was some white powder everywhere for some reason, especially in the kitchen. Mathews' eye began to twitch as there was nothing but a blank expression on his face as he slowly levitated his stare downwards to see the little filly huddled into a ball and looking at him with a frightened and very sad face. Her ears had literally glued themselves to her head. They wouldn't move, and neither could she. Fore seemed to have had another tick as it was his entire head and mouth that twitched with a 'click'. The giant calmly walked towards Crescent, and picked her up, gently. He then said, with the most calm and 'zen' of expressions:
"I'm sorry Crescent, but I'm going to have to spank you."
The filly realized what he said and gasped at the word. She started to try and wriggle out of her grasp as she was taken to Mathews' bedroom.
"No. I have to teach you that what you did was wrong. And after this, you're going to help me clean things up."
Crescent started to cry wildly and began to try and hit her captor on the arm with her hooves. It even sounded like she was screaming "No!", despite her inability to do speak properly. She was going to be punished again, and she knew it. There was no way to escape.
"Are those shreds my shirts?!" Mathews yelled before entering his room.
Indeed. Crescent was going to have a very bad time.
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well she did kinda ask for it
. cant help feeling sorry for her though...that and wanting to hug a tiny little ball of fur
1033007 Is this better? Is the pacing calmer?
Ooooooooh dear. Shes gon get it.
oh this should be painful to read
oh damn poor Crescent....
Oh this, this is truly amusing.
again... this is soo damn cute
Keep up the good work!
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more touble than its worth huh KANE? lol, just kidding. it would be so worth it.
This right here. It's just...
"Well, it's good to be back in the safety of my hoe"
Worlds worst fuckup.
But I see where this is going
Goddamit why cant I figure out how to post a pic!
Just a spanking?
With all that she did...
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1036696 I have problems with pics for few days too. They just don't want to show up!
About story... i can't unseen our Crescent looking exactly like lil Nightmare Moon from "Moonstuck" tumblr.
Just how he said he was going to spank her. I imagined it in my head and the way it played through I just couldn't breath.
I'm officially hooked.
Can't wait 'til she starts talking and her powers start coming back in more strength.
dis gonna good
You reference Command & Conquer... This story just got about 90000% percent cooler
anyway besides the reference to one of my favorite games, it was a really nice chapter
YES!!!
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All hail Kane!
1036451 now that you mention the pacing, it is better in this chapter. I love it none-the-less. And.....Ze Shpankings, I guess after hes done, she will not have a black, but a 'blue moon' instead.
I would recommend reading over the chapter aloud or something one final time, to catch the several times you forgot a letter. Also, love the Kane needling.
this is mutch better
I could see the events of the entire chapter happening in my minds eye the moment I realized he was leaving her alone in the house. That said, it was still worth it just to see how badly she ruined the place, and his reaction at seeing so much destruction in such little time, done by such a cute little thing. It's almost like having a chihuahua, except this pony is actually smart.
1036832
Yeah probably jus the adminz stay working on the site. I stay geefing all deez errah messagez
Wen take me 10 miutez to geef to dis page wit all deez 502 messages.
I jus wait to tomrrow
i love imagining little filly Nightmare Moon trying to be evil:
"i, Pwincess Nightware Woon, shall cwush you all!"
So far had laughs here and there.
1036832
Did you mean http://woonastuck.tumblr.com/ ?
1036696
Pics are posted using tag img. Tags are in [].
Like this: [i*mg]link-to-awesome-pic.jpg without star.
You're definitely improving your writing skills. I liked the other chapters but I loved this one. Keep it up, and keep improving
P.S. I can't believe you've never read "My Little Dashie"! It's one of the greatest stories of all time.
1038562
Ho Thanks brah I wen try um an da buggah finalle wen work
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I'de say the pacing is MUCH improved in this chapter over the last few.
1038562 Yeah tumblr with Woona, hillarious and cute thing :D I really love facial expressions in this tumblr.
1036451 My opinion? Very much so, actually.
1036696 and 1036832 When posting pics, I recommend:
1. Find the pic you want online
2. Right-click the image.
3. Click "Copy Image Location".
4. Back on FiMFiction.net, click the "Insert Image" button for the comments area.
5. Paste in copied image location.
6. Click the "OK" button.
7. Click the "Add Comment" button.
And "Voila!" you just posted an image.
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Great chapter and she's going to get it, poor Crescent. I saw what was coming with the flour a mile away. It was still funny though. It makes sense that the first thing that a young, flour-covered Nightmare Moon would think to do would be to mock her older sister. Couch swimming sounds fun, I mean really really fun. We need a picture of Crescent's adorable head poking out from the ruins of a leather couch. Artists, please get on that.
1040076 Hmm.... I don't know how i missed this freakin button to do this :D
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Edit: Agwabwabwa! This is same thing i just typed! But...button works.Yay.
1040323 Yay indeed.
buthurt incomming...... litteraly
1040076 shoots, thanks brah
1041355 You're welcome. I'm glad that I could help.
Well this isn't going to end well for Crescent in the slightest.
I continue to enjoy this story. The pacing in this chapter is good, although I didn't really mind the pace of the other chapters.
this story gave me heart cancer with all the dawwwwww and hngghnghn and also 7 heart trancplants
damage list: ruptured cardiovascular muscle, brain overloaded with endorphin of daww, and an overheated computer.
Spanking? With the amount of damage she has done, it's time for a good ol' fashion ass whuppin'
This is so cute
The undead want moar!!!
If you do not deliver, their WILL be a zombie apocalypse...
Good job so far though.
1050097 Zombies? The Psychopath once went to a zombie universe. It didn't go too well for the zombies.
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The city will look like gears of war 3.
1052192 You're lucky I have all three Gears of War, so I understand what you mean.
My dentist snows about gears of war!
