Love In Fame

by Rabbitude101

Love At First...Bump

This story happened after Green Isn't Your Color.
As told from the view of Photo Finish.

I slowly zrotted out ov zhat lizzle building vhere Fluttershy had made me very convused. Vhy did she suddenly act zhis vay? She vas so nice, and gentle, and easy zo convince, so easy zo push, but zhen suddenly she said she vould not be coming zo any more modeling and everyzhing, I vondered. All of a sudden. Vhy?

“OUCH!” I gasped. “Zhe mud von zhi khe…!”

I let out a long string of German gibberish. Vhile pondering upon vhy Fluttershy had zhis sudden change in personality, I had not vatched vhere I vas valking, and no doubt I had bumped inzo zhis…

“Oh vunderbar,” I said vith zhe slightest hint ov sarcasm in my sweet voice.

Zhis, sissy stallion, vith curly mane and purple sunglasses, vas standing right bevore me.

“Well, what a disgrace! You might want to apologize for bumping so rudely into me…?” I could zell by his tone he vas very annoyed. Vell I’ll give HIM a piece ov my mind! He, vho did not vatch vhere he vas valking and demanded ME to apologize! I zhought.

“You! You demand ME zo say I am sorry vhen YOU are zhe one vho valked vight inzo me! I demand an apology from YOU! Vho exactly are you, you sissy, girly idiot!?”

“Sissy!? GIRLY!? IDIOT!!!??? Well then, you owe me an apology for THAT, if not for bumping into the one and only, Hoity Toity!”

“Vhat is vrong vith calling you sissy or girly vhen you ARE sissy or girly!? I am speaking zhe zruth! And for zhat, you must clean zhe lens ov my cameras, and give me an apology!” I vas probably screaming vight now.

“Well! If you know me now, then it’s only fair if I know YOU! You! What is your name?” He yelled. Everypony vas literally staring at both ov us vight now.

“I, Photo Finish, am zhe one and only…” But bevore I could vinish my sentence zhis rude, shades-vearing stallion inzerrupzed.

“Yes, yes, I know you are “the one and only” Photo Finish. I am not stupid; anypony could recognize YOU from a mile away. I am asking, what authority do you have over me that you could so much as order me to apologize and call me a sissy, girly idiot?” He barked. I decided I cannot be vasting my zime like zhis.

“I have ozher zhings zo do. I cannot vaste my zime like zhis! Good day! And I go!” I zurned and valked avay… or zried to valk avay. Zhat stallion vas gripping my sleeve vith his zeeth. Zhis stupid “Hoity Toity” still vanted somezhing!? Vell I’d give him something! I menzally challenged him. I zurned around and did vhat my precious mozher had alvays zaught me zo do vhen a stallion vould not leave me alone... hoov-punch, vight in zhe vace.

“YEE-HEOW!” Good, I smiled. A good lesson vor a stupid pony. But zhen vhy did he vant zo keep me vaiting, pulling at my sleeve? I decided he had vallen in love vith my manners and delicacy. Yes, he looked quite dreamy now, closing his eyes, no, vait, more like crossing his eyes…

“Humppphhhh!!!” I gasped as he heavily vell inzo my hooves. I’d made zhe zerrible mistake ov knocking him out cold. I remember punching ozher stallions before. Zhey never fainted like zhis! Ah, I’d forgotten. Zhis stallion is vashionista-stallion. Sissy, veak! Knocked out cold. I could have run avay, vhy didn’t I run avay! Now I’ve got zhis mess! I can’t leave him here, I despaired. I must bring him back zo my mansion, no mazzer how much I despised zhis “Hoity Toity”. Now how do I get him home? Ooh, I vorgot zhere are ponies all avound me, most ov zhem probably vatching me! I groaned in embarrassment. Everypony had seen vat I had done zo zhis poor stallion! I squeezed my eyes shut, and zurned my head. Get veady vor zhe vorse moment ov your live, Photo Finish! I had given so many vashion-shows, been recognized on zhe street so many zimes, and yet, yet, now I felt so ashamed getting recognized in public. They probably alveady recognized me! Shiny-white short hair, fancy dress, zhose shades on my eyes, the cyan color ov my coat… I opened my eyes and hung my head. Vhen I heard no laughing, no snickering, no giggling, I looked up. Nopony vas even looking at me! Every pony coming along zhis road just trotted or galloped by.

“OOH!” I squealed a lizzle as a salty drop of sweat ran inzo my eye. I vas zhat nervous? I chuckled a lizzle at myself, how voolish I had been, how voolish I still vas. But zhen, iv nopony vas staring at me, looking at zhe least, I could get zhis stupid stallion zo my mansion. “It’s all your vault!” I harshly vhispered inzo his ear. He vas probably still unconscious, so I doubt zhat he heard me. I suddenly vound myself gazing fondly upon his vace…

VAT!? No! I hate zhis pony, I zozally despise him! I just like a challenge, zhat's all. I’ll just get him home. It velt hopeless zo zry and get myself over zhis zhing. To get zhis stallion and myself home at both zhe same zime, I needed a unicorn vho could zeleport zhings ozher zhan herself. Zwilight Sparkle? Princess Celestia’s most prized student? Yes, Zwilight Sparkle vas zhe answer. Ah, and here she came, coming out ov zhat same lizzle building. I cleared my zhroat.

“Your name? Zwilight Sparkle?”

“Uh, yes?” She seemed quite surprised zhat I, Photo Finish vould ask for her presence. Most inzeresting. She defeated Equestria’s most zerrible enemies, and yet, she is afraid ov normal ponies? Anyvay, I continued.

“Zhis, er, poor stallion has vainted. I need zo bring him back zo my house, vor vhat you Ponyville ponies call, er, TLC.”

And suddenly zhis, orange filly vith purple hair, so young zhat she did not have a cutie mark, came up closer along vith two ozher fillies-one white one vith light purple and pink hair, and anozher vith yellow coat and red hair, vith a very vashionable red bow-and very rudely retorted, “TLC as in “tender loving care” or “totally lost cause”?” and zhe zhree fillies zrotted avay.

I vas shocked by zhis filly I did not know and her rude vays, and I opened my mouth zo give her a piece of my mind, but zhen Zwilight quickly said, “Yes Photo Finish? I really need to get back to my library, so if you don’t mind, you could make this a little faster?”

“Yes,” I replied. “I need you zo zeleport me and zhis stallion zo my house.”

“Isn’t that Hoity Toi-“

“Yes!” I quickly said. I didn’t want her zo vonder vhat happened zo him. “You said you vere in a hurry…?”

“Huh? Oh, uh, yes, yes, um, I’ll uh, get on with it then…” Her horn started zo glow faint purple and suddenly Hoity Toity and I vere levitated by her pink magic… POOF! Ve disappeared.

Comments

[Rabbitude101]

Zhis is my virst story so iv zhere is anyzhing vrong vith it, please zell me.

[Jet]

German accent makes it hard to read. Story is a little confusing. Not enough action. Punch me all you want...

[storiesatrandom]

good to see i am not the only one who sees these two togather.

[Joy Stick]

This is actually a good story. I had no trouble reading Photo Finish's accent (probably 'cause I'm 52% German). You got yourself a fave.

[Rabbitude101]

1408591 Thanks! And cool, I got myself 52% German commenter!

[Rabbitude101]

Okay guys, I edited this one a bit, so please check it out again! You don't really have to though, just italic thoughts, a bit more sense-ical (not nonsensical, mind you) stuff, so I think it's better now.

[Xerzes]

I'm about as German as the previous commenter and the accent here is still a stumbling block. Not impossible to read, but it's tough. Largely ruins the flow.