Lil’ Cheese reached for the gift ribbons and pulled on them, laughing as the ribbons rolled in waves around him. He turned in circles and was soon all wrapped in it. Pinkie hid her giggle behind her hoof, as she watched her colt turn himself over on the ground.
But the more rapid his movements were, the more worried she got. Then he tried to bite on the ribbon. This only made it worse, and his movements became a wave of rapid shaking to get free.
Pinkie’s heart raced. She jumped up from her seat and ran towards him.
She could only exhale in relief when she removed the ribbon from him.
"No gift ribbons!" she declared and put them up on a shelf.
“The horror! The horror!” Daisy exclaimed, falling to the ground.
“It’s just a darn fogged window!” Apple Bloom rolled her eyes. “Do you always have to be so dramatic?”
The flower ponies remained laying on the ground as Apple Bloom left them alone.
“It’s getting annoying,” Rose muttered.
“I agree,” Daisy sighed. “How many times are remaining?”
“I think about five,” Lily replied. “Let’s do ten just to be safe.”
“Alright, then let’s go around and be in fear!”
As they walked through the town, they came across Pinkie, who had offered them free samples of her new cookie recipe.
It was the best cookies they had ever tasted, so much so that they forgot the time and praised them non stop.
They realised their mistake when the whole town was shaking and the ground was ripped apart in two, releasing a being they wished to have never seen again.
Sunset Shimmer read through the instructions one more time, adjusting and calibrating the last parameters on the biggest machine complex she has ever seen in her life.
Getting to this place—which she found out through an automated radio message—had been a several months long trip, but it was the only option, the only solution.
Starting it, she heard it humming and clatter, but the screen was giving comforting green lights. It finally worked.
She sighed, as she now had to wait for five days for the warm-up to finish. For the last weeks, she had at least been busy restoring the machine, but now, she had nothing to do than to consume the media stored in here.
Nonetheless, she was excited and, for the first time after her colossal mistake, had any hope for a second chance for humanity.
For the first time, she wouldn’t be the only human anymore.
“Listen, once Trixie saw that big, shiny diamond lying there, alone, inside a glass showcase, she thought of all the criminal ponies who would want to steal it. Trixie is a one-pony showmare, but even she has a heart and imagined how awful the owner would feel once his precious possession would be lost forever. Feeling pity, she decided to break the glass and ste—save it from the dangerous place and hide it somewhere safe—from criminals of course. Sure, it wasn’t a good idea to brag about being now the richest mare in Equestria, and putting it on top of my wagon to showcase it was probably a bad hiding place, but Trixie wouldn’t have ever thought that it would get stolen from her own secure hooves!
“Please, give me a second chance, Princess Twilight! Just this one time! Trixie can’t return to the prison; their outfits are too small!”
On an autumn evening, three sisters were walking down the streets of Canterlot City. Despite the cold temperatures, they didn’t have warm clothes, so they jumped and rubbed their hands to somewhat combat the freezing.
They’ve had everything: unlimited food, servants, a huge mansion. It was easy to mind control the Rich family into taking them in, or more specifically Spoiled Rich. Following her around, always being in hearing range so the woman would hear their singing, and finally they got accepted as “lost family members of a love drama between her sister”.
But now, it’s all gone.
“I’m cold!” Sonata cried.
“Don’t you think we all are?” Aria gritted her teeth.
“I want to go back!”
“We can’t because of you!” Aria’s fierceful eyes were aimed at Adagio.
However, Sonata thought it was meant for her, so she replied: “I didn’t know that ‘buttering her up’ wasn’t meant literally!”
Trixie sighed and let her head fall onto the bar in front of her. She couldn't help but feel exhausted with her life, especially as a pony who still hadn't discovered her special talent. She had tried everything, but nothing seemed to click.
The sudden eruption of cries from the crowd behind her caught her attention. Curious, she turned to see a stallion.
"Pick a card" he said, gesturing towards the deck of cards he held.
Trixie blinked in surprise, realising he was referring to her. She hesitantly picked one and watched as he placed it back in the deck and shuffled the cards.
"Choose a number." He laid card by card out on the bar.
"Um, seven.”
The stallion paused at the seventh card, and with a dramatic flourish, he revealed it. Her jaw dropped in amazement as she saw that it was the very card she had selected.
Entering the lift, Trixie sees a young boy with her mother. She grins and pulls out two red sponge balls. She puts both in her right hand and closes it, but after she opens it just one ball remains. With her free hand, she reaches behind the boy’s ear and pulls out another ball. She places it in his hands and closes them. Leaving the lift, Trixie smiles as she hears the boy’s excitement upon seeing multiple sponge balls in his hands.
Arrive at home.
Prepare dinner.
Watch TV.
“Hello Ms. Lulamoon, my son really loved your act. Are you available for a birthday party?”
I saw you running away, only minutes remaining. I didn’t catch up until it was too late.
Now, only the memories of me terrorising the school are left.
I can’t return the memories of my friends or the school anymore. I have lost years of progress in becoming a better person for them.
You took everything from me.
Wouldn’t you have won, I would’ve forgiven you. I would’ve understood you, but now, all I feel is hatred for your pathetic life.
I’ll use the Memory Stone daily. No one will remember anything but the awkward girl messing up everything. No one will remember that you did something good for someone, nor any of the smiles or support you’ve given.
There won’t be any good memories of you anymore. What a funny, twisted fate, isn’t it? Exactly what you were afraid of before, becoming a reality.
“Girls, we need to focus on coming up with a plan!” Sunset said.
“What’s the point?” Rainbow complained. “None of our previous plans worked out.”
“My plans were perfect!” Twilight retorted, pounding the table with her fists. “I took each of our superpowers and our strengths and weaknesses into account.”
“And yet we’re still here—without the magical artefacts the thieves stole!” Rainbow replied.
“That’s because someone didn’t stick to our plan!” Applejack groaned.
Rarity scoffed. “I did what I had to do. Besides, it was your job to stay at the entry door in case the thieves ran away!”
“Again, I was saving Pinkie Pie!”
The argument stopped in an instant when Fluttershy sat down and put the missing artefacts on the table.
“But… how?” Twilight asked, as perplexed as anyone else.
“I used my power,” Fluttershy answered, grinning widely. “There is nothing one can do against thousands of insects.”
“It’s ours,” a Crystal Pony ambassador declared, standing before a mountain-sized emerald. “Long ago, our ancestors foretold of a stone that shall bring us a new era of prosperity.”
“That’s what you think,” Grampa Gruff replied, flying over the emerald in circles. “It has been foretold by King Guto that the loss of the Idol of Boreas shall be replaced by something even more precious, bringing back the Griffon’s glorious era.”
“Actually,” Thorax intervened, “the prophecy of this emerald was amongst the Changelings for centuries and promised for us a new and better hive.”
Princess Twilight sighed. What should she do? Every creature claimed that this emerald that fell from the sky belonged to them!
Suddenly, it cracked and split into small pieces, one of which fell before Twilight. Examining it, she realised that it was…
“Candy?”
Watching through a portal, Discord fell from his couch and couldn’t stop laughing.
