“MOOOOOAGOOOA!”
Twilight lost her concentration, causing a few dozen books to fall from where they had been levitating. A few bonked her on the head. “What in the world?”
“MOOOOOAGOOOA!”
The sound was getting louder and louder, which meant—
“MOOOOOAGOOOA!” Pinkie Pie flung the library door open.
Twilight quickly clapped her hooves over her ears. “Pinkie!” she yelled. “What are you doing?!” She didn’t know whether or not Pinkie had heard her, because the pink mare had already moved on.
“MOOOOOAGOOOA!”
Twilight sighed in relief, beginning to levitate the books again.
“MOOOOOAGOOOA!”
The purple unicorn dropped the books again, and glared at Pinkie, who was in the doorway.
“What?”
Call of the Meese
by Pump It Up
Pinkie Pie trotted around the outskirts of town, calling, “MOOOOOAGOOOA!” The citizens glared at her for a few seconds whenever she startled them, but then went back to whatever they were doing. Nopony could stay mad at Pinkie Pie for long.
The only place she didn’t call really loud was by Fluttershy’s cottage and the meadow, mainly because last time Pinkie did something loud, the animals didn’t really appreciate it. As in, not at all.
“Here you go,” Fluttershy said as she spread an assortment of nuts in front of the squirrels and chipmunks. “And be sure to share!”
“MOOOOOAGOOOA!”
“Hello, Pinkie Pie.”
“MOOOOOAGOO— Oh, hiya Fluttershy!”
“Pinkie, what are you doing?” the pale yellow pegasus asked.
“I’m just calling for some meese.”
Fluttershy was puzzled. “A what?”
“Meese! That’s plural for moose!”
“And what is a moose?”
“It’s a talking creature with hooves and elongated snouts, and antlers! Biiiig antlers!”
“Okay.” While Fluttershy was still slightly confused, she decided to let it slide; after all, it was probably just Pinkie Pie being Pinkie Pie. “Have fun.”
“You don’t need to tell me twice! MOOOOOAGOOOA!”
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Twilight was heading to the center of town when she encountered Pinkie again. This time, however, the party pony wasn’t calling anything out.
“Hi Pinkie,” she said, “what were you doing earlier?”
“I was calling for meese!”
Twilight stared back with a blank expression on her face.
“Come on! Does nopony know about them?!”
“Pinkie, what are meese?”
“Well, one meese is a moose, and they’re talking creatures with hooves and elongated snouts and antlers! Biiiig antlers!” Pinkie went up on her hind legs and spread her hooves out to show how big the antlers were.
“And why were you calling them exactly?”
“I figured that they lived around here, because everypony loves Ponyville!”
Images of Twilight’s first day flashed through her head. “Everypony?”
“Eventually,” Pinkie said matter-of-factly. She looked at the watch that had somehow materialized on her hoof. “Wow! It’s been that long already? I have to go around again! MOOOOOAGOOOA!”
Twilight shook her head at the party pony’s silliness, but something was nagging her in the back of her mind. Deciding to abandon whatever it was she was originally going to do, she headed back home.
Moose, moose… I’ve heard of them before. Or most likely read about them, but still.
She absent-mindedly opened the door when she walked in, heading to the section of the library with books on sentient creatures. The purple mare pulled down the appropriate books and looked through them.
“Now I know where I’ve heard of them!” She said after a few minutes. She left the books on the floor and trotted out to find Pinkie Pie.
It didn’t take her very long; she found Pinkie at the Sugarcube Corner, putting decorations up. A banner reading "We're Happy You're Out of the Hospital, Hard Knocks!" was already present.
“Hiya!” Pinkie said, standing on a ladder and stretching over the top of it to put up the decorations.
“Hi Pinkie.” Twilight wasted no time, saying, “You know how you were calling moose before?
“You mean meese?”
“No, moose. The singular is moose.”
“Whatever!” Pinkie said happily.
Twilight sighed. “Anyways. Pinkie, moose don’t exist.”
The pink party pony gasped. “What?! They do exist, you’re wrong!” She let go of the streamers she was holding to cross her forelegs.
Twilight blew at the streamers before they fell on her face. “Pinkie, I have proof.” She was about to levitate a book out of her saddlebags, her horn igniting, but then she remembered she left the books at the library. “It’s at the library,” she said.
“Let me see!”
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“Oh,” Pinkie Pie said, saddened. “They are mythical.”
“I’m sorry,” Twilight said as she closed the book. “I know you really wanted to see one.”
“It’s okay.” Pinkie remained silent as the lavender mare put the book away, along with the ones that had been abandoned. “Hey Twilight!” Pinkie Pie said suddenly, causing Twilight to drop the books she was levitating. “Maybe we could make a moose!”
“Wait, what?”
“I’ll build one out of… I don’t know what exactly I’ll use, but I’ll build one, and then you can use your magic to bring it to life!” She grinned expectantly.
“Pinkie, creation and life-giving spells like you’re asking for are difficult and restricted, and in the case of the former, nearly impossible,” Twilight lectured.
“Oh.”
Twilight put the last of the books on the shelf. “Would you like me to help you finish setting up for the party you were setting up?” she offered, to make up for the disappointment.
“Sure!” Pinkie Pie bounced out of the library with Twilight behind her. “You know, even though you said meese—“
“Moose.”
“—don’t exist, I sure hope they do so that I can meet them!”
“Oh Pinkie,” Twilight sighed as they trotted past a space between two houses. It was a particularly nondescript space, except for one thing.
A moose poked its head out from behind one of the houses and lifted a hoof to its mouth, silently snickering. It quietly called out, “Moooooagoooa!” before going back behind the house.
