Twilight Sparkle Vs. Paintball

by Alleria Windrunner

Prologue

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          It was a seemingly average night. Luna raised the moon, Celestia lowered the sun, Twilight used some of her magic to give the stars some extra sparkle, and everypony in Canterlot snuggled their snooty plots into their plush beds. Except for Queen Chrysalis, Discord, King Sombra, Nightmare Moon, Princess Cadence, Princess Luna, Princess Celestia, and Princess Twilight.

          In front of them was a giant television set with every manner of gaming equipment hooked up. But their attention was on Twilight as the lavender alicorn masterfully shaped raw magic into a cocoon around King Sombra, who yelped, "Crystals!" as his muzzle shrank, making his voice lighten in tone, almost becoming squeaky.

          A flash of magenta light encompassed the dark king, and he shrank fully, becoming the size of the average unicorn colt, albeit with a bit more muscles than most unicorn colts had to flaunt.

         "Oooh! Oooh! Do us! Do us!" Luna nearly yelled, luckily (for both the city of Canterlot and the occupants of the room she was in) managing to keep her shout below the level of The Royal Canterlot Voice. Twilight wiped her brow and began, drawing magic from her pretty much boundless mana pool and shaping it around Luna in the same way she'd done to King Sombra, who was now attempting to look levelly and see something other than the knees of the ponies around him.

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        Six pop sounds later, the group was all filly-or-colt-sized, as Celestia and Luna led them along a dusty passageway. It looked like it hadn't seen hooves or, for that matter, dusters in centuries. Twilight voiced this thought aloud, her hooves leaving marks in the inches-deep dust.

       Luna's left ear swiveled to the side as she replied to Twilight's statement. "Yes indeed, the royal paintball equipment has not been touched in close to one thousand four hundred and twenty years. And yes, we kept count while we were on the moon." No further questions or statements of fact came until the group walked in to a large chamber the size of Celestia's bedchambers times three, merged together.

      The sheer amount of colors of ammunition and custom-made paintball guns lining the wall, even paintball pistols and paintball grenades, caused jaws to drop and prompted many variations of: "Woah."

      The royal sisters led their awe-struck fellows over to a rack, on which sat freshly-dusted vests with pouches for ammunition, holsters for paintball pistols and normal-size paintball machine guns or assault paintball guns or-- you get the idea.

     With grins and vests, the six ponies, plus a changeling and a draconequus, rushed around and geared up, loaded down with ammunition and weapons. Eight spiral stairwells came down from the ceiling, touching the floor and stopping. Celestia hopped on the first stair of one, beckoning for the others to follow her on the other staircases.

     "I had these installed while Cadence was a filly, they all lead to a random place in the Canterlot Castle library or the Castle Archives. Even i don't know where they go." When Luna looked at her quizzically, she shrugged. "What? All I did was enchant the room, not summon the stairwells. The enchantment also applies to a ball of magic around the staircase, which you can shape into a customized fortress."

      She got another quizzical look. "What? I was bored. Having your favorite paintball target imprisoned in the moon stinks."

     Luna gave her a narrow glare, not unlike looking at a particularly angry beam of moonlight. "Oh it. Is. On." The lunar princess declared as she galloped the rest of the way up the stairs, jumping through her portal to attempt a head start, most likely.

     The solar princess grinned and followed suit, but not before pausing and making a note. "Chrysalis, no changeling magic. Captives are to be returned to this room where they have to wait for the timer on their vest to go off." Then she was gone.

    Moments later the room was devoid of life, except for some video screens flickering to life as they tracked the players through the massive, sixty-seven level library filled with books enchanted with elemental and arcane shields. Just in case.

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