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A guy. A guy who writes stories. Stories about ponies. (And sometimes robots).

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Octavia figured a seasonal job at the mall would be easy. All she has to do is play cello, look fancy ... and save the world from a magical monster.

Shame that last part wasn't in the job description.


This was written for ajvasquezbrony28 as a part of Jinglemas 2020! For more information about Jinglemas, checkout our group!

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Comments ( 17 )

"Cozy Cashmere’s Novelty Sock Emporium" is right up there with Stinky Bottom's Discount Hat Emporium.

I'm going to assume Rutherford's is a department store. Possibly one that smashes the prices of their competitors.

That’s just, like, one less subwoofer on my car’s stereo.

And given that the car is a stereo, she can probably afford to do without.

No, the other magic demon horse girl from another dimension who tried to mind control the entire school.

See this? This is why I love Equestria Girls. It's not just modern fantasy, it's wonderfully absurd modern fantasy.

I'm going to need more details on the mission to save Santa.

Do you really think you can get your hands on a genuine magical manuscript within the next couple of hours?

"Depends. Did you see any creepy stores that weren't there yesterday?"
"No."
"Kiosks?"
"Vinyl."
"Fiiiine."

“But that’s okay! I can fix this with just one question!”
“You can?” Octavia blinked.
“Yep!” Sonata Dusk pulled something from behind her back. “Does this smell like chloroform to you?”

This is peak Sonata characterization.

Never summon anything bigger than your head, Sonata.

Brilliant work from start to finish. Thank you for a hilarious adventure, and merry Jinglemas.

Adorable. Needs the EQG tag though.

How long does cello chords last? Electric Guitar's do for about 20 hours of play, but I imagine non-metalic ones do for longer.

I admit, not what I was hoping for ^^’
But I seeing you had fun and at least meet the minimum criteria and at least had them become friends in the end and not something bad happen to Sonata this gets an A-okay 👍
If you have time, check out mine 😷 and happy holidays

I’m one of those who thinks that Sonata is actually the most dangerous of the Sirens. An evil goofball is still evil and nobody sees their schemes coming.

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Meh, can of off out whenever every other pInkie pie/sonata sentence ends with a !
But I did love her not thinking this plan through XD
Hope you enjoy mine when the time comes too ^^’

This story was really...

“NICE.

And what are thos ecreepy magic

Spaced the e into creepy, although etomes would be one hell of an idea.

“Uh. Looks like the Rainbooms aren’t gonna be able to handle this one.”

“And why is that?”

“They’re at the north pole.” Vinyl turned her phone around, showing Octavia a picture of the seven most magical (read: weirdest) girls at Canterlot High, clad in heavy hooded parkas and clustered together for a selfie.

“Why would they go to the north pole?”

“To, uh, save Santa, I think.”

“You’re kidding.” Octavia let the words hang in the air for a moment as she took in her friend’s serious expression. “You’re not kidding.”

I love that I believe this without a second thought. Like, yeah, that's a totally normal thing for the Rainbooms to be doing, all things considered.

Great job! :twilightsmile: I really liked your characterization of Octavia, Vinyl, and Sonata. I also really like how you work this story into the EqG world in such a way that it feels like this is just another day in a weird world of magical teenagers and horse-girls.

Reminds me of Manly Wade Wellman (Yes, that is his actual first name), who wrote a series of short stories and novels about a mountain man travelling musician, who also battled evil with the help of a silver-stringed guitar... Silver John - Wikipedia

A delightful bit of holiday silliness, and the characters are spot on. The Krampus is a perfect antagonist, too.

Happy Frieza Day!/Merry Christmas!

Hello, would you say this counts as friendshipping for Octavia and Sonata? I run a shipping group and am wondering if I should add this to it, on those terms.

“It’s Sonata Dusk!”
“Who?”
“Don’t you remember? She was one of those magic demon horse girls from another dimension who tried to mind control the entire school?”
“You mean Sunset Shimmer? I thought she was good now?”
“No, the other magic demon horse girl from another dimension who tried to mind control the entire school.” Vinyl Scratch rubbed at her chin. “Kinda weird that I have to qualify that. But that’s beside the point!”

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Nice story, good work.

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I mean, why not? Let the members of the group decide, if nothing else. :)

“Yep!” Sonata Dusk pulled something from behind her back. “Does this smell like chloroform to you?”

An oldie and a goodie.

“I would like you to know,” Octavia began, “that I have done … bad … things, recently.” She nodded. “For one, I recently downloaded the new PostCrush album from a torrent site. On school wi-fi, no less.”

The Krampus stared Octavia for a long, perplexed moment. “… NAUGHTY?”

They don't have the internet where the Krampus lives.

The hulking ogre pounced on a mannequin, lifting it up by one leg so he could stuff it into its sack-- only for the plastic figure to tumble to pieces in his grip. The Krampus stared down at the pile of stiff limbs, then sighed, shoulder slumping in disappointment. It kicked away the dismembered mannequin, then turned its beady eyes about, searching for new quarry.

Or department stores.

“I can join your gang instead!” Sonata declared, triumphantly. “Oh man, we were such a good team back there, too!”

If at first you don't succeed, defect and join the opposite team.

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Oh that’s nothing, you should see some of my other such sonata Octavia fic :p

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Indeed ^^ secretly was craving romance, but I’m more than happy with this as almost a SonTavia romance break :pinkiehappy:

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Something for me to look into for future SonTavia stories :pinkiegasp:

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Best part no doubt of it all!! :twilightsmile:
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Love when commenters give such detailed comments ❤️

“If Sonata Dusk is here, that means she’s up to something.” Vinyl Scratch said.

Judging by the fact she's dressed as an elf helping escort children to see a mall santa, I'm pretty sure she's in the clear. :applejackunsure:

“They’re at the north pole.” Vinyl turned her phone around, showing Octavia a picture of the seven most magical (read: weirdest) girls at Canterlot High, clad in heavy hooded parkas and clustered together for a selfie.

I find that hard to believe. :ajbemused:

“And how, pray tell, are we going to do that?” Octavia turned around again so she could make a quick survey of the holiday village. “Presuming, of course, that Miss Dusk is actually up to anything nefarious in the first place. Right now it looks like the only crime she’s guilty of is wearing too short a skirt than is seasonally appropriate.”

There's something Rarity would likely agree with. :ajsmug:

“So that’s what they’re called!Good eye!” Sonata Dusk beamed-- then paused. “Oh, shoot. You weren’t supposed to see that. But that’s okay! I can fix this with just one question!”

A space is needed after "they're called!"

“Yep!” Sonata Dusk pulled something from behind her back. “Does this smell like chloroform to you?”

Looks like Vinyl was right for once. :facehoof:

Octavia groaned, letting her head loll forward onto her knees. “Vinyl’s never going to let me hear the end of this.”

Yep... :fluttershysad:

“You take that back!” Sonata Dusk’s voice hitched as she pointed an accusatory finger at Octavia. “Just because Adagio and Aria aren’t here doesn’t mean I can’t still be evil and stuff! Once they see just how evil I am, they’ll have to let me back into the gang! I bet they’ll even put me in charge of the gang! Then they’ll be sorry! Then everyone will be sorry!”

I find that hard to believe it'll happen. :duck:

“That’s right! I’ve got the list right here!” Sonata Dusk pulled a wrinkled handful of papers out of her pocket and presented it to the Krampus with a flourish. “Names and addresses! Now you can go and stick them in your sack there and hit them with a stick or whatever, and the holiday will be ruined!”

Oh shit! :pinkiegasp:

The siren’s complaint trailed off into a plaintive whine as the Krampus grabbed her by the arm, yanked her effortlessly off of the ground, and stuffed her into its canvas bag. The bells at the toes of Sonata’s pointy-toed elf shoes jingled as she kicked her legs, struggling vainly against the Krampus’ supernatural strength. Muffled curses came from within the sack as the Krampus slung it over one couch-sized shoulder.

She had it coming. :coolphoto:

“I would like you to know,” Octavia began, “that I have done … bad … things, recently.” She nodded. “For one, I recently downloaded the new PostCrush album from a torrent site. On school wi-fi, no less.”

How is that naughty? :unsuresweetie:

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