Pony Power Battles

A pony shaped figure approached the clearing. She swiped at it with her lightsaber, though it was blocked instantly by Moonlight’s blue blade.

“Gee, if you wanted to train, you could have just asked!” Moonlight said, jokingly.

Trixie was so happy to see him she dropped her saber, letting it go out. She had never been so pleased to see anypony in her life! Butterflies filled her stomach as she ran up to him, hugging him and giving him a small kiss on the mouth. She stared deeply into his blushing eyes before realizing what she’d done, a bright red hue covering both their cheeks. She recovered herself quickly, however and snapped back to the present, now ashamed at her unabashed show of affection.

“I’m sorry! I was just so scared!” Trixie apologized. “There were these jungle monsters and I ran back here! I lost Archie!” She started to cry at this last part, hoping Moon would know what to do. He always did before…

“Oh,” Moon said, snapping out of his trance from the kiss, “Oh, oh…OH! Archie’s gone? Hey, we have to go find him!”

Just then a rustling in the bushes on the other side of the campfire drove both Trixie and Moon into attack mode, readying their sabers. Then, a small ball of orange and scales rolled out of the jungle, lightsaber in-tact and covered in mud. He looked up at them both, dazed, and spitting out a leaf.

“Thanks, Trixie, I’m so glad you were going to stop and help me out of the mud I fell in,” Archie said, slight frustration in his voice.

“Oh!” Trixie gasped, resisting the urge to run over and hug him. “Well then,” she giggled at his dismay, “let me get you cleaned up!”

“No need, thanks anyway,” Archimedes said, hopping into the fire, and letting the mud harden. He then leaped out and shook off all the dried pieces, leaving a small coat of fine dirt in its wake. “I can live with this.”

Trixie giggled at the sight, cuddling up close to Moon and blushing slightly. She wanted to feel his warmth, at least a little longer. He didn’t seem to object, either, as that look came over his face and he stood there, almost dumbfounded.

“Where’ve YOU been, Moon?” Archie asked, digging sand out of his ear.

“Me? What? Oh!” Moon was obviously distracted, and started again, gaining composure, “Oh I was still looking for firewood, when I came across this neat cable in the jungle! Thought I’d follow it and see where it went. Turns out, there’s an old communications bunker near here that we can use as a base to scout the ruins.”

“SHELTER!?” Trixie said frantically. ”I mean, there’s shelter?” She would welcome the prospect of sleeping in an actual bed for once.

“Yes, and there’s these nice fluffy beds we can sleep in, too. The atmospheric conditioners there were built to last,” Moonlight finished.

“Wow, was not expecting that. Maybe I can even get a bath,” Archie said, revisiting old memories comfortingly.

“Oh yeah, at least I think there’s showering devices,” Moonlight explained further. “Still, I think it’s best we get some sleep here tonight. It’s a long way, and there’s only a couple hours of night left anyhow.”

Trixie couldn’t agree more as they all sat down on their respective bedding and went to sleep, Trixie falling into a deep slumber. Her dreams were pleasant, with Moon and her spending time on Coruscant, on the top of the Jedi temple as the sun set off on the horizon. It was a beautiful sight, far away from leaves and trees and terentateks.

Then everything shifted as the jungle seemed to start to overtake the city, growing up in places all around her favorite parts. A giant tree replaced the tower she and Moon were sharing and Moon fell, reaching out for her, calling her name. She found herself on the jungle floor, seeing him fall through the leaves and thrush into quicksand. She ran over to help him, but he just fell on through, into oblivion.

Before she could even cry out in terror or grief, she looked up at the most hideous monstrosity she’d ever seen, even uglier than a Gamorrean. Its sharp spines and twisted arms coiled around itself as its stocky, chitinous body sported the scars of a thousand lightsabers. Its blood red eyes swelled as seemed to be chewing on Moon and Archimedes. It showed her its breakfast with glee before swallowing the two broken forms.

“You’re next, sweet mane!” It roared, letting an arm of incredible size and length reach out and grab her, dragging her across the ground towards its impressive mouth, filled with razor-sharp teeth the size of a pony’s head! She couldn’t scream as the grip grew tighter and tighter, suffocating her and breaking every bone in her soft, furry body.

She gave up. It was worthless anyway, her life. She’d lived for nothing but herself all these years, might as well die that way, now. The terentatek lifted her off the ground, showing her its teeth and looking her in the eyes. It smiled viciously as she woke up to the light of a new dawn, looking around at the familiar jungle sights. It seemed perfectly peaceful.

She yawned and stretched, shrugging off the effects of the nightmare as she looked over for Moon and then Archimedes. Her mouth stood agape as she saw Moon’s headless body played out on the mat, blood everywhere. She screamed at the top of her lungs as she looked over to Archie to see the dragon hunched over something, the sounds of chewing and meat being ripped apart flittering along the cool jungle morning.

“A-A-Archie?” Trixie asked, hesitantly.

The dragon’s head twisted on a pivot, his eyes glowing red with Moon’s ear hanging out of his mouth. It smiled viciously.

“AAAAHHHHHH!” Trixie screamed, waking up on her mattress in a cold sweat. She looked over at Moon, who was rubbing his eyes at her.

“Trixie, what?” He asked groggily.

“Go back to sleep, crazy mare,” Archie said from the other side of the now deceased fire, turning over in his sleep.

Trixie wiped the sweat from her brow, composing herself, “It was nothing, Moonie, just a nightmare.” She shivered as she laid back down, reassuring herself as she nervously scanned the jungle.