Thirty-Minute Pony Stories

by Silvernis

311: Cry "Havoc!" and Let Slip the Awkward Questions

311: CRY “HAVOC!” AND LET SLIP THE AWKWARD QUESTIONS

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“CUTIE MARK CRUSADER SPRING CLEANING CLEANERS!”

Twilight’s smile strained a bit, but she held it in place as three filly-shaped whirlwinds of chaos raced past her desk and began churning through the library.

“Uh, Twilight?” said Spike, scratching at the spines on his head.

“Yes, Spike?”

“I know we need to clean the library, and I know you’re trying to be a good friend by watching them while Rarity and Applejack are out, but are you sure it’s a good idea to let them loose in here? I thought we were tying to clean the place, not destroy it.”

Twilight chuckled. “Don’t worry, Spike. I locked the lab, so they can’t get into too much mischief.”

“Even upstairs?”

“Yes, even upstairs. I already put the telescopes away.”

“What about, um . . . ”

“What about what, Spike?”

“Your . . . you know. Under your bed.”

Twilight reddened. “O-of course. I put that—” She froze, suddenly remembering that she hadn’t put it anywhere. Rainbow had lingered late this morning, and Twilight had been thoroughly—albeit pleasurably—distracted, and she had thoroughly forgotten to move it someplace where prying fillies couldn’t find it.

Spike sighed. “You didn’t, did you?”

“No,” squeaked Twilight.

“You know they’re gonna look under there, right?”

“GIRLS, WAIT!” Twilight howled. Her horn flared, and a burst of tingling magenta magic whisked her up to her bedroom. “WAIT!” she begged again.

But she was too late.

“Oh, hey, Twilight,” said Applebloom. “Why do you have a toy box under your bed?”

“These don’t look like toys,” said Sweetie Belle, peering suspiciously at the contents of the very open chest.

“Yeah,” said Scootaloo. “You can’t play guards and robbers with hoofcuffs like this! They’re all weird and fuzzy. And why do you have a dog collar with Rainbow Dash’s cutie mark on it?”

Twilight sank to her haunches and tried to plaster a smile across her face. Rarity was generous, right? Maybe she could convince Applejack to kill Twilight quickly and mostly painlessly.

Author's Note:

Back to the gutter go I! I pooped this out at the last minute, but I still kinda had fun with it.