Snowflame Gets Invited to the Grand Galloping Gala
Snowflame Gets Invited to the Grand Galloping Gala
One afternoon Lyra stepped out to get her mail. Once back inside she sorted it out between her and her marefriend, Bon Bon. However, one piece of mail, addressed to her, caught her attention more than the others. It was a scroll tied with a red ribbon that held the royal seal of a golden horseshoe. Lyra didn’t hesitate to open it up.
Dear Miss Heartstrings,
We have received word of your musical talents and have decided to hire you to perform at this year’s Grand Galloping Gala.
Here are two tickets for you and a guest of your choice.
We hope to see you there.
Lyra gasped in surprise, “T-T-T-The... Grand Galloping Gala! I get to perform at the Grand Galloping Gala! OH MY GOSH! OH MY GOSH! OH MY GOSH!”
She then took out the three tickets and...
‘Wait, three?’ Lyra thought ‘Didn’t the letter say two?’
Then she noticed that there was more to the letter.
P.S.
I have been informed by my former student, Princess Twilight Sparkle, that a creature not native to Equestria is in your care, I would personally like to met this creature known as a human. So here’s an extra ticket.
Your’s Truly,
Princess Celestia
“Princess Celestia wants to met Snowflame? Huh.” Lyra said to herself.
Later than night, Lyra sat at the dinner table with a cream colored, earth pony mare and a certain superpowered human dressed in red.
At the end of the meal Lyra tapped a fork against her glass to get the others attention.
“So, guess what happened to me today,” she said to them.
“You’ve accepted cocaine as your personal lord and savior?” Snowflame asked her.
“What?” Lyra said, confused. “No, I got these babies.” She then placed the three tickets on the table for them to see.
“What are those?” Bon Bon asked.
“Oh, nothing, just three tickets to the Grand Galloping Gala,” Lyra said, smirking. “I’ve been asked to play at it this year.”
Bon Bon’s mouth dropped, but it slowly turned into a smile. Snowflame on the other hand, seemed to have no reaction to this.
“That’s wonderful!” Bon Bon exclaimed as she pulled Lyra into an enormous hug.
“Thanks Bonny, though I can’t help but wonder how they’ve even heard of me. I mean I’ll admit that I’m not that well know as a musician.”
“Maybe they got some outside info.” Bon Bon replied, smirking.
“Wait, did you?”
Bon Bon nodded.
“How?”
“A Princess lives in this town you know, you just need to ask.”
“Oh, well I’ll need to remember to thank Twilight later, as for you Bonny, I’ll thank you later tonight.”
Bon Bon blushed as Lyra turned her attention to Snowflame, “So you’ve been invited too Snowflame. You don’t seem that excited.”
“Snowflame has seen this show remember,” the human said, which would normal weird out some ponies when he said that, but in the months he’d been living with them, they got used to it.. “In season 1 episode 26, ‘The Best Night Ever’, Princess Celestia said ‘The Gala is always awful’, but of course Snowflame will be there to see you play.”
Lyra couldn’t help but smile and said, “Thanks.”
“Well,” Bon Bon chimed in. “Anyways we’ll all need to get something to wear, I’ll ask Rarity if she can do it. Hopefully she’s over the whole Cutie Mark Crusaders Supervillains incident.”
Snowflame rubbed the back of his head and said, “It seemed like a good idea to Snowflame at the time.”
The two mares the giggled a bit.
About 2 weeks later, the two ponies and human were at the Carousel Boutique trying on their new dresses and suit that Ponyville’s local fashionista designed for them.
Lyra stepped out of the changing booth in her dress. It was a dark blue with a golden trim along the end of the dress, there also was image of a golden lyre that was not that different from her cutie mark near the trim on the left side.
The second she was out of the booth, she saw Bon Bon in her dress.
Her’s was a light pink with a dark blue trim that had the image of Bon Bon’s cutie mark, three wrapped candies, on the right side near the trim.
Both mares just stared at each other in awe of each other before simultaneously saying, “You look amazing!” They both started blushing instantly the second they realized this.
Right after that little moment of awkwardness, one of the closed booths was violently kicked open, and Snowflame walked right out of it. He was dressed in a red suit that had a white flame design on the ends of the sleeves. The collar shirt under the jacket was also red with a white tie. One thing that seemed kind of strange to the two mares was that he tied his long, white hair into a ponytail. Yet, he still had his face paint on, which if he didn’t it would have seemed a little too weird to them, considering that they’ve never seen him without it.
“So, how does Snowflame look?” He asked them.
“I’ll say that Rarity did a good job working with your measurements.” Lyra siad.
“It wasn’t easy darling, but it was interesting.” An almost regal sounding voice said from the entrance.
They all turned their attention to the marshmallow unicorn mare standing nearby.
“Thanks for doing this for Snowflame, diamond butt stallion.” Snowflame said to Rarity.
Her eye twitched for a second before she replied, “You’re welcome.”
“Every girl’s crazy ‘bout a sharp dressed Snowflame!”
“Are you going to go to the Gala this year too Rarity?” Bon Bon asked.
“Oh no, I’m not. My time there wasn’t the greatest.” Rarity said looking at the ground.
So after paying for the clothes, the trio left to their home where the next day they would have to go get a rented chariot that was going to be pulled by two strapping earth pony stallions.
A few hours later...
The two mares and human stepped off of the chariot, that just stopped at Canterlot Castle.
They marveled at the castle that shined in the moonlight, with it’s snow white walls and rooftops that were a mix of a regal purple and lustrous gold. There was a crystal clear river that came down the mountain Canterlot rested on, under the castle’s drawbridge, and down the other side of the mountain.
Their attention was taken away from the castle for a moment by a dark blue, pegasus stallion with a light purple mane dressed in royal guard armor. “Excuse me, I was sent by the princess to escort a Miss Heartstrings to the stage.”
“Oh, thats me.” Lyra said, stepping forward.
The stallion smiled at her and said, “Well now, I wasn’t told that you were so attractive.”
Lyra just rolled her eyes and responded, “Thanks for the compliment, but cool your jets hot trot. I’m a lesbian. In fact, my marefriend is right there.” She said as she pointed at Bon Bon.
The stallion looked at the couple before lowering his head and muttering, “Damnit,” to himself. “Well, anyways follow me to where you’d be playing, your marefriend can come too if she wants.”
At that, Lyra turned to Bon Bon and asked, “Depends, do you want to come with me?”
“Of course,” Bon Bon replied, “Unless you don’t trust Snowflame by himself.”
Snowflame got a look of offence and said, “Snowflame is fully able to take care of himself! Snowflame is hurt that you would even think that.”
“Oh no, I didn’t mean it like that,” Lyra responded nervously. “I was more wondering if Bon Bon just wanted to watch me practice, it really has nothing to do with you Snowflame.”
“Snowflame knows that. Snowflame was just messing with you.” Snowflame said while smiling wickedly.
“Kay, we’ll see you later then.” Lyra said as the two mares and royal guard walked off.
Snowflame then placed his hands in his pockets and walked into the castle while singing to himself.
“At the gala, with the cocaine, Snowflame will snort it all.”
“You see before you, a man on fire.”
“A man that craves any excuse to burn brighter.”
Inside the castle, the supervillain walked around just looking at the architecture of the castle and the high class ponies.
Said ponies gave him some strange looks in return, but Snowflame was used to it at this point. Being the only human on the whole planet of Equis, let alone the country of Equestria, he naturally got stared at quite a bit.
At some point later on, Snowflame stopped paying attention to where he was going and ended up bumping into somepony.
“Well, how rude of you, you strange beast!” the regal yet not so regal pony shouted.
“Snowflame isn’t a beast! Snowflame is the ice cream man!” Snowflame responded screaming. After screaming, he got a good look at the pony he had bumped into, he was a white unicorn stallion with blond mane and what looked like some kind of 8-pointed, gold and blue compass for a cutie mark. Snowflame quickly realized who it was. “Wait, you’re Prince Blueblood!”
The Prince grew a cocky smile upon his face and said, “The one and only, yet not surprising that you’d know of me. I’m quite famous.”
“Well, more like infamous.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Where Snowflame comes from, people mostly know you for how you treated Rarity at the other Grand Galloping Gala 2 years back, and you’re really one of the most hated, if not THE most hated pony ever.”
“WHAT?! That can’t be true!” The Prince exclaimed.
“It kind of is, sure, each person probably has a least favorite pony, but you probably make the cut for a lot of people. Or if not you then it’s Twist, but at least she didn’t do anything wrong.”
Blueblood let out a nervous cough and said, “Well... I-I don’t care what a bunch of ape monsters think, I’m Prince Motherbucking Blueblood!”
“Sounds like you’re trying to tell that to yourself more than to Snowflame.” Snowflame said smirking.
“W-Whatever! I’ll just go and do some royal stuff because I’m so important.”
The guard from before walked by and quietly said, “That’s a lie. He has no political power at all.”
Blueblood quickly turned around and glared at the guard, then at Snowflame before walking off in a huff.
Snowflame was about to continue on himself, but was stopped when he came face to face with a certain white alicorn princess with a quad-colored mane of blue, green, purple and pink. A golden sun was imprinted on her flank.
Snowflame immediately knew who he was in front of and bowed in respect. “Greetings Princess, I am Snowflame.”
The Princess just smiled the same gentle smile she normally did, “You don’t have to bow to me, and I’ve heard some...” She paused for a second to find the right word. “Interesting stories about you from my dear student Twilight Sparkle. Like how you used fire during Winter Wrap Up, and almost burned down Rainbow Dash’s house.”
“Oh, yes the purple princess is still trying to figure out how Snowflame even did that. It is a good question. How does one burn down a cloud?” Snowflame pondered this for a few seconds before saying, “Well it doesn’t matter. How has the Gala been for you Princess?”
Celestia sighed and said, “As boring as it is most years.”
“Somehow Snowflame knew it would be, but Snowflame thinks that Snowflame’s friend Lyra’s performance should be starting soon.”
“We can talk on the way there.” Princess Celestia suggested.
Five minutes later...
“And that is how Snowflame escaped the New Guardians by faking Snowflame’s own death. Snowflame would say how stupid they were, but it’s not like the old Guardians were that bright either. Seriously who would give a ring with that much power to someone named Sinestro? The word sinister is in his name.”
“Well, I trusted a pony named Discord, do you think I’m not bright?” Celestia asked.
“Stupid, no. Kinda lazy, maybe.”
Celestia’s mouth hung open, slightly agape, but it soon turned into a smile, “I think you would like Discord, pity he’s not here right now. Really I have no clue what he’s off doing half the time.”
-Meanwhile-
Twilight Sparkle sat alone in her library with a book in front of her face, as she was wont to do. It was how she spent most of her nights these days, nothing too out of the ordinary. Sure tonight was the night of the Grand Galloping Gala, but given her previous experience with it, she was pretty sure that Princess Celestia would understand if she decided to decline her invitation, even if she herself was a new princess. No, tonight was a quiet night of reading... and peace.... and mariachi music.
As if a literal brick had been thrown at her head, the peace and tranquility of the moment had been shattered by the sudden sound of what could only be described as mariachi music. The instant the brick that was the music hit her ears, Twilight put her book down to see that three ponies dressed in identical mariachi suits and obscenely large sombreros were standing in front of the wall directly across from her. Two had guitars, and the last one had a violin, and standing in front of all of them, Discord was dancing around the room in his own mariachi suit and sombrero with a silver trumpet in his mouth. He was also sporting a comically large mustache for some reason.
To say that Twilight was.... confused... would have been an understatement so large that the sun would have been jealous. A few moments after Discord felt her eyes on him, he lowered the trumpet and fixed his own unfocused eyes on her.
“Buenas tardes Twilight Sparkle, it’s SO good to see you,” he said to her before he brought the trumpet back to his mouth and resumed playing it, and it was at that moment that all of Twilight’s confusion was suddenly replaced with frustration and contempt. So with that, she closed her book, put it down on the table next to the couch she had been sitting on, hopped off of the couch, and then walked over to discord with a less than stellar look on her face.
“What are you doing here Discord?” Twilight asked him in a manner that suggested that he has just broken her favorite vase.
“Life’s been good to me,” Discord said as he brought the trumpet away from his mouth again, which somehow kept playing itself even though he wasn’t blowing into it. “Chaos is in the air, the world is crazier than ever and I had absolutely nothing to do with it. And it is GLORIOUS!!!”
“Uh huh,” was all Twilight said to him in response.
“Oh don’t fret Twilight Sparkle,” Discord said to her before he let the trumpet go, only for it to start floating in the air and continue playing itself. “My good fortune is your good fortune tonight.” With that Discord snapped his fingers, and suddenly two very pretty, very attractive, and very lovely young mares appeared on both sides of her and started feeling her up. Twilight just looked at both of them, who both didn’t seem to care that she wasn’t looking any happier. “Oh I’m sorry, is this better?” Discord asked before he snapped his fingers again, and suddenly, the two mares at her sides were, with a flash of light, replaced by identical looking stallions.
Two very large, very muscular, very attractive, stallions. Two stallions who were feeling her up in just the same way the two mares from before were.
“I don’t need your fantasy stallions,” Twilight deadpanned.
“Oh Twilight you’re so stolid,” Discord said to her. “You weren’t like that before the wings.”
“Twilight, what’s going on down-,” Spike began to say as he appeared from the top of the stairs, but stopped himself when he saw the situation down below and found himself at a loss of words.
“Very well,” Discord said before he snapped his fingers again. The moment the sound of his finger snap echoed throughout the room, the two fantasy stallions disappeared from Twilight’s sides, only for the two fantasy mares from before to appear at Spike’s sides in the same instant.
As soon as they appeared they started feeling him up like they did Twilight, though with him being younger than she was, and male, and with the hots for a lovely marshmallow mare himself, he seemed slightly more uncomfortable with them around him. Twilight could see the look on his face. She knew he wasn’t happy, and with this, neither was she.
“DISCORD!” She screamed angrily as she turned back to face him.
“But I feel like celebrating,” Discord replied back to her as he grabbed the floating trumpet again.
“I don’t!” She shouted as if trying to make the anger in her voice even more obvious than it already was. With that, Discord just let out a very long, exasperated sigh.
“All right,” he said, and with another snap of his fingers, the two fantasy mares disappeared from Spike’s sides, though the mariachi band was still there, and they were still playing.
“All of it,” Twilight deadpanned again to him. At that, Discord just let out another groan like sound and snapped his fingers again, making the mariachi band disappear as well as the mariachi suit and sombrero he was wearing, though the comically large mustache remained.
“Can’t you torture Princess Celestia or some other pony right now?” Twilight asked without thinking.
“Please,” Discord replied as he ran his lion’s paw across his mustache. “If I wanted to torture Princess Celestia I’d simply leave her alone.” At that, the look on Twilight’s face changed from stoic and frustrated to just plain confused with a slight hint of worry. Seeing that, Discord continued. “Please, we both know that the Grand Galloping Gala is the single most boring thing in existence, so if I really wanted to torture Princess Celestia, then I’d simply let her endure it.” Twilight opened her mouth to protest, but then stopped herself when she thought about what he said.
“That...” she said before she ran through it again in her mind. “Actually makes a surprising degree of sense.”
“Feel free to applaud if it suits your fancy,” Discord said as he took a bow.
“Tell me,” Twilight then said to him. “How does a creature composed of pure chaos make any kind of rational sense like that?”
“If I were you,” Discord replied as he twirled the left side of his mustache with his griffon talon. “I’d be more concerned about the fact that you haven’t put your wings down since I had those fantasy stallions rubbing against you.”
(This section was written by RazortheAwesome)
-Back at the Gala-
Right as Celestia said that, they reached the stage where Lyra was standing ready to perform.
After Lyra finished her near perfect performance, she bowed and walked off the stage, where Bon Bon was there to greet the musical mare.
“You did great!” Bon Bon exclaimed as she wrapped her hooves around her in the biggest hug she’d ever given her. Well, at least the biggest hug she’d given her that night.
“You think so? I mean, when I played this situation out in my head I was hoping that some well known pony would come up to me and offer me some more work afterwards. You know, somepony like Tuning Fork, Octavia, or Praiser Pan.” Lyra said chuckling a little.
“I’m sure you’ll make it someday, but isn’t that last pony you mentioned an art critic?”
“Music can be counted as art, but I see your point.”
Snowflame suddenly snuck up on the two mares and said, “Not really Snowflame’s taste in music, but Snowflame will be supportive since it seems that’s what we’re doing right now.”
Lyra nearly jumped out of her dress when she heard him, but when she saw that it was only Snowflame, she grinned and said, “Thanks.”
“So the nights still young.” Bon Bon said, “So let’s enjoy the Gala.”
“At the gala, with the cocaine, Snowflame will snort it all.”
“You see before you, a man on fire.”
“A man that craves any excuse to burn brighter.”
Neither Lyra nor Bon Bon could stop staring at Snowflame as he sang that, and neither of them could decide if they should be worried or confused.
So for the rest of the night, the two mares spent it mostly together, whether by dancing with each other, eating some food, or socializing with other ponies.
“So, you’ll really consider me playing for you Mr. Fancy Pants?” Lyra asked, her heart almost beating out her chest.
“I’ll think about it and contact you once Fleur’s birthday comes along.” a well dressed, blue maned and mustached white unicorn said to the aqua mare.
“Thank you sir.” Lyra said bowing to him.
“That is not necessary, Miss Heartstrings.”
Lyra blushed and rubbed the back of her head, “Oh, uhh... sorry.”
Snowflame on the other hoof... Well, when Lyra and Bon Bon found him at the end of the night, he had somehow duct-taped Prince Blueblood to the ceiling, and it seemed that nopony was even attempting to in any way help the Prince. Though it wasn’t like he could call for help in any way since Snowflame had also taped his mouth shut.
Afterwards, when the Gala was over, the trio went back to their chariot, and then from there went back to their home in Ponyville.
“You know Snowflame, you seemed a little bit more well behaved tonight than we thought you’d be. No offence.” Bon Bon said.
“None taken. Yet, my taping of Blueblood to the ceiling was the only thing you saw Snowflame do.” Snowflame said with what only could be described as an evil grin.
Lyra and Bon Bon exchanged a look of worry, wondering just what in the name of Celestia and Luna did he do.
