Today was a [adjective] day

by Phil Ken Sebben

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Day Manhattan Project in Equestria. You're in Twilight's basement/science lab. In just a few short hours of research and development, you're nearly done. The door opens, and Twilight walks down the stairs.

"Anon, what are you doing? And furthermore, why are you in my house?"

You forgot you didn't ask for permission to be here.

"Twilight, I stand on the verge of greatness!"

"Wha?"

"Behold!" You say, holding up your beautiful creation.

"Ok... what is it?"

"This, my dear Twilight, is a miniature nuclear bomb! Powerful enough to destroy evil, but small enough to rule out collateral damage."

"Destroy evil? What are you talking about?"

Grabbing the bomb, you run up the stairs as Twilight follows.

I've found a den of evil in Ponyville!" you shout. "Maybe changlings, maybe Discord, or maybe that mexican dude, I don't know."

You point at the abomination.

"Anon? That's Rarity's hou"

"EVIL!"

You throw the bomb at the boutique.

"Anon, it's Rarities house!"

You forgot to build a detonator, so you pile some dead leaves over the bomb and set them on fire. You run as fast as you can. he nuke explodes in a fantastic, if small, mushroom cloud, killing all inside.

Suddenly Celestia appears.

"Anonymous the human, your reckless actions have been totally fucking cool! I hereby rule you as king of the world!"

You get all the bits and bitches. Rarity is dead. Twilight went insane and spends her days chanting "So much ill logic" over and over.

Today was a good day.

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