When Professor Propane creates liquid happiness (Liquid H) all does not go as planned...
Professor Hubert Propane is your average scientist, but when he creates liquid happiness (Liquid H) things go topsy turvy as the fate of Equestria lies in the hoofs of the Prof, Twilight, Pinkie Pie and Spike!
Prof. Propane looked up at the night sky, he wondered how the world moved, in fact, the Prof wondered a lot of things. Like how ponies came into existence, for example. Another is the fact at how the pony works, like how it walks and talks and thinks. But that’s just usual Prof. Propane, always wondering without a care in the world. He turned around back to his strange instruments on the table,
“Maybe if I mix this… yes, yes… and... yeah that’ll do.” He mumbled to himself. He proceeded to mix the two elements in question, fun and joy, and there was an explosion! Not your normal ‘black smoke’ explosion. It was a rainbow explosion, with all the colors of the rainbow! The Prof had created liquid happiness! This was a great achievement among over ponies. The Prof poured the liquid happiness; you know, let’s call it Liquid H, into a small beaker, which he then put carefully into his bag.
“Time to show this to Ponyville!” He proclaimed, with joy, probably the effects of Liquid H. The Prof trotted down the meadow, into the town, and set up a small stand. Being a unicorn, it was no sweat.
“Come one, come all! Come see what marvel I have created!” The Prof shouted over the heads of the ponies.
“Who on earth is that?” Twilight asked herself. Twilight peered over the heads of the ponies to see Prof. Propane holding Liquid H above his horn with pride.
“Oh, it’s only the Professor!” Twilight replied to her own question. “What have you invented now Professor?”
“Hm? Oh Twilight!” The Prof replied, leaping down from his stand, “How divine to see you again! And in answer to your question, I have created liquid happiness! Or as I like to call it ‘Liquid H’! Pretty neat, huh?”
“It makes anyone around it happy!” Exclaimed the Prof.
“Really? Does it work?” Twilight asked.
“Course it does! Come, let’s go to your house and I’ll show you how it works!” The Prof exclaimed.
“Okay then Professor!” Replied Twilight. While they were walking, they talked about the different things Twilight had learned throughout the years and what the Prof had invented. A few minutes had passed once they had reached the library. Twilight and the Prof took a seat and started discussing Liquid H.
“So, how did you create the substance?” Inquired Twilight.
“Well, I was just in my lab, mixing different elements, and then I came up with this! I call it, Liquid H!” The Prof exclaimed with pride.
“What did you use?” Twilight asked, as giddy as a school filly.
“Luna gave me some fun and… um … I think it was friendship… anyway, and I mixed them together to create Liquid H!” The Prof proclaimed. At this moment in time you can probably now tell that the Prof had taken full effects of Liquid H, as he is not normally this gleeful. So Twilight thought,
“Better make the most of it.”
“Well, I better be off, I need to make an appearance at the local school, don’t want to be late! See you around!” The Prof said.
“Okay, bye professor!” Twilight replied. Twilight soon followed suit and left, looking for Spike, she was sure he fell of at some point. But, they had left Liquid H behind, and when Liquid H is left unattended, bad stuff happens. Very soon, Liquid H turned slightly black.
Twilight had been out for 2 hours now, and still no sign of Spike.
“Spike! Oh Spike!!” Shouted Twilight, “Oh Spike, where have you got to?” Twilight spent another few minutes looking for Spike, then, speak of the devil, Spike popped up behind her.
“Looking for me?” Asked Spike.
“Oh Spike, you have to stop hiding like this.” Twilight said, “I get really worried about you.”
“Okay, Twilight.” Spike looked at his feet.
“…And that, kids is why you never mix cola with a mento, any questions?” Asked the Prof. The Prof looked at the small foals and fillies; their manes were all wet from the cola explosion.
“No? Okay then, I shall be off teacher, I believe I have left something at my dear students’ house, good day!” The Prof said.
"Haha, okay then, by Professor!" Exclaimed Miss Cheerilee,"Have a wonderful day!" He trotted down to the library to find an eerie glow by the windows.
“Oh dear…” The Prof muttered, “Oh very dear, this is very, very bad!” The Prof galloped into the library to find the floor filled with black smoke, he immediately galloped back out again.
“I must warn every-pony!” The Prof exclaimed. The Prof ran into the town square and shouted,
“Every-pony! Run for your life! A terrible thing is about to happen! Possible including explosions, and really sweat action sequences! But in any case, run!” All the foals and fillies and mares and stallions ran around trying to get out to the country side, screaming and hollering like there was no tomorrow, well there wouldn't be is the Prof didn't do anything. After about 10 minutes, Pinkie Pie, Twilight and Spike ran into the square.
“What’s happening? Is it a party?! I love Parties!!!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed.
“No, something far worse, it is just as I feared…” The Prof muttered.
“What is it, Professor?” Twilight asked.
“The Liquid H is starting to go sour, as you say. If it is not exterminated in the next 24 hours, all of Equestria will be doomed…” The Prof said darkly. Pinkie Pies and Spikes jaws and hit the ground.
“What?! No Equestria?! That means… NO PARTIES!! WE MUST STOP THIS!!!” Pinkie Pie shouted.
“Good, now that you’ve got your, ehem, priorities right, we must act now!” The Prof exclaimed, “Come now, we must acquire the right tools to destroy it!”
“What has it become now, Professor?” Twilight asked.
“I believe it has now become… liquid spite…” The Prof replied grimly.
“But, why?” Twilight asked even further.
“Because, if happiness is left unused, it will become spiteful, jealous...”
“I suppose.” Twilight huffed.
“Now, let’s save Equestria, once again!” Pinkie Pie shouted, doing a back-flip.
“Okay, first, we’ll have to collect stuff from my shed, Twilight, you go to my shed and get a Pneumatic drill, some nails, my apron and books on magic by J.R.R. Foalkien, Pinkie Pie, as you’re the fastest, you go around town telling people to leave the premises.” The Prof said, “Clear? Okay go, we only have 23 hours left.”
“Hey, what about me?” Spike tugged at the Prof.
“Hm? Oh you’ll be coming with me, come!” The Prof replied. Spike jumped on the Prof and the Prof galloped straight towards the library, once they were there, Spike dismounted and looked inside the dark filled library.
“Is it dangerous in there?” Spike asked, sounding weary. The Prof pondered about saying, ‘As dangerous as a dragon’, but thought that this might be offensive.
“As dangerous as a swarm of angry bees.” The Prof decided on saying. Spike looked inside, seeing a lot of shadows, hopefully when they proceed with this plan, all of this smoke will go, and he has enough nightmares as it is.
Pinkie Pie was running around town like there was no tomorrow, well, there wouldn’t be if the Profs’ plan didn’t work. So Pinkie ran around town warning anyone that hadn’t heard of the news.
“Quickly! Out of town all you’ll all be destroyed! And if you all get destroyed there will be no more parties!” Pinkie Pie shouted at everyone that remained. Pinkie rushed around at speed that would make Rainbow Dash jealous.
Twilight galloped towards the Professors’ house, she entered the small wooden shed and looked around the house.
“Okay, let’s see, pneumatic drill… check, nails, check and the book…. Where’s the book? Oh no, oh no oh no! The books gone!” Twilight exclaimed. Twilight looked high and low, behind everything, though she still couldn’t find the book.
But is it important though? Will the Professor really need it? Twilight thought to herself. She left the shed and entered his small house. She looked on his bookshelves and on the desk. She finally found it in his bedroom, though she had no idea how long she had looked, who knows how much longer she has. Twilight put all the equipment in her bag and galloped back into the town square.
She met up with the Prof in the town square and gave him the bag.
“Very good Twilight, now I shall get to work.” Said the Prof, he then proceeded to get to work.
“But, Professor, you’ve only got a few things, what are you going to do?” Twilight asked.
“Well, I shall use a spell from this book and secure the area, and then I shall proceed to go in there myself.” The Prof explained.
“But, Professor, won’t you die?” Twilight seemed scared now.
“Quite the asker, aren’t you? Now, no more questions.” The Prof said. The Prof began to put together everything, and ended up with something that shouldn’t work, but, it did, as the Prof ignored logic a lot.
“Now, this contraption will only work if I enchant it, and that will take at least an hour. We have 18 hours left so I assume we’ll be alright.” The Prof explained.
More than a “few hours” passed, it was almost night time, and that meant there was less then 14 hours left.
“Professor! What’s taking so long??” Exclaimed Twilight.
“The enchantment is taking longer than expected. It will only take a few minutes… maybe.” The Prof had discomfort in his voice. After a few more minutes, he shouted,
“I’ve done it! Now, time to get in the library.”
“No Professor! Don’t do it! You’ll die!” Twilight said.
“Sorry Twilight, my Death is already knocking at my door, and it is time for me to go, it is, after all, my destiny.” The Prof said. Twilight held back her cry, but she knew it would come sooner or later.
“Okay Professor.” The Professor slowly trotted towards the house, but tripped a bit, thus destroying the mood. The Prof put on a gas mask and entered the library. It seemed colder in here, as unhappiness was. He proceeded slowly, as he couldn’t see very well. He eventually found the Liquid H and drunk the liquid, which had a nasty, sour taste to it. He then put the machine on the floor. The machines purpose was to suck in air and exile it as oxygen, much like a plant. The Prof’s vision started to go blurry, he then fell to the floor and, even though the oxygen was pumping, he stopped breathing. He body disintegrated into ashes, and that was that. Twilight entered the room to find the pile of ashes and the oxygen contraption, also known as ‘Oxygeni Generans’, which is ‘Oxygen Generator’ in Latin.
Twilight put the ashes into an antique jar and went to tell Pinkie Pie to break the good news and the bad news to every-pony. Pinkie Pie dashed of leaving Twilight, Spike and the remains of Professor Hubert Alfred Propane alone.
Everything was dark, not your usual nighttime dark that Luna brought, it was almost like.. The darkness that was at the beginning of the Universe. Propane's body floated through this Abyss, he wasn't sure were he was, he couldn't look, he couldn't move. He could only think. Where... Where am I..? Oh, that's right, I'm dead, I drank Liquid H, didn't I..? Well, this is boring. Nothing to read, nothing to even SEE, only my thoughts.. This is horrifying. What seemed like decades to Propane passed, Propane thought about a lot of things, like if he had left the oven on, or if he had the time to have a bath that very morning. Then, something blinded his eyes, it was a bright, heavenly light. Coming from a heavy Christian family, you must always trot towards the light. But Propane's father had told him that was the Devil trying to call him into Hell, by tricking you into thinking that was Heaven. But, as much as he tried, he couldn't move. $*%! thought Propane, has he got pulled into the light. He was blind for a while, all he could hear was a ringing, then as it faded, he heard an all too familiar voice, it was soft, but educated. Propane tried opening his eyes, but all he saw was a blinding light, he wondered what the bloody hell was going on. He heard the faint soft voice again, but more clearly now. "Professor! Propane! Wake up! Equestria needs you again!" The Professor's hearing fully returned now, and so did his sight, he saw Twilight, leaning over the table and into his face, there was also Spike and Pinkie Pie. "W.. why... What's going on..?" the Professor mumbled. "Oh thank God, you're awake! We thought we'd lost you again!" Twilight exclaimed, hugging the Professor. "YAYAYAYAYAY! THE PROFESSOR IS AWAKE! THIS CALLS FOR A SUPER-DUPER-EXCELLENT-FABULOUS-OFF THE WALL CELEBRATIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOON!!!!!!" shouted Pinkie, loud as ever. "Now now, Miss Pie, calm down." Said an unfamiliar voice. Propane looked to his left, and there she was, the benevolent, Princess Celestia, "M-M-Madam Celestia! W-what are you doing here?! More to the point... What am I doing here? I was turned to Ashes... I was dead..." stumbled Propane, lost for words. Princess Celestia chuckled, "Luna, Cadence, Twilight and I had used all of our magic to bring you back, for we needed your intelligence to fight of an evil foe once more. He goes by the name of.. Nosfoalratu... He is an Ancient Vampony that used to terrorize these land before Luna and I took him down. But, me and Luna are far to Old to fight him. We need you, Professor Hubert Alfred Propane to help us. We figured you would know all about Vamponies." The Professor was trying to take this all in, he had only just awoken from death and now he has to kill a vampony. This was heavy. "Right, okay then, I'll need a few more things then, Twilight, run down to my shed, grab some wood, a knife, and some tea, please. Spike, once again, you'll be coming with me! Princess Celestia, where is he attacking mainly." "He's been attacking Manehatten lately, you may want to check around there first off." Celestia answered. "Righty-ho then, off for another adventure!" Exclaimed Propane.
It was almost 11pm now, a few young mares were trotting down the street, chatting their usual business. "So, anyways, did you hear about Colgate?" whispered Sea Swirl, "She says she got attacked by some freak with pointy teeth, I think she must be lying, just like that time when she said a 3-Headed Dog attacked Ponyville, or when she said little round insects attacked the town, she just can't stop lying." "Well, ya never know, a lot of strange stuff does happen in Ponyville, ya mustn't forget." Replied Amethyst. "Wait, don't tell me YOU'RE vouching for Colgate now?" inquired Woodstock. "Nah.. I'm just saying... " Amethyst whimpered.
Two glaring red eyes followed the 3 mares, he dropped down from the roof-tops behind Sea Swirl. "Ffffreak, Huh?!" Hissed Nosfoalratu as he plunged his fangs into her neck, sucking the blood from her veins. Amethyst and Woodstock looked in horror, then galloped away with all their speed. Nosfoalratu looked at them, not bothering to chase after them. He drank some dark liquid, which had writing on the side, hard to read, but readable: LIQUID H ~Made by Professor HAP Nosfoalratu grew a bit, his blood-lust increased, as he stared at the moon, he got shot in the should by a sharp wooden pole. He growled in pain, and looked behind him. "You sunuva colt, drop. My. Creation." yelled Propane, "Or this time I won't miss." Nosfoalratu hissed at Propane, then leaped to the roof tops, out of sight. "Damn it! This is all my fault... If I hadn't of made that bloody Liquid H, none of this.. None of this would have happened..." "No, it's okay Professor, ya didn't know." Spike whispered. Professor Propane thought to himself. Except.. I did know...
