Missing 3/5 of a Flower

Chapters

In Which, Yoshi Goes Batshit Crazy
In Which, Yoshi Commits an Act of Vandalism and Thievery
In Which, Yoshi Drops the Bomb....Metaphorically
In Which, Yoshi Creates his Greatest! Plan! EVA!!!!!
In Which, Yoshi Does Stuff
In Which, Yoshi Does Even MORE Stuff! Yay!

In Which, Yoshi Goes Batshit Crazy

It was another beautiful day on Yoshi’s Island. So beautiful in fact, that it’s great for exploring. That is what this particular green Yoshi is out doing; exploring the jungle area of the island. Yoshi was his name, plain and simple of course. Even though that’s what his species are called, it’s more on the line of family traditions to name the green color reptilians of the native tribe “Yoshi”.

…or to put it bluntly, complete laziness of originality. But he never really thought on that subject that much. In fact, it wasn’t even important. What really matters now is the absolute wonderful day today is and the fun Yoshi is having with his traveling.

The lushes’ grassy earth, dawn in bluish-green and leafy lines of trees cover the whole vicinity of the forest. The sun looms in the middle of the sky bathing the whole island in its warm glory. Although it wasn’t easy to tell half the time, with the trees themselves acting like a canopy almost blocking out the suns ray, only leaving enough to illuminate the whole entire forest of trees, vines, and giant patches of flowers; which are mostly mean looking Piranha Plants…best to avoid those. Whenever there aren’t any grass on the ground, slopes of mud took its place covering some parts of the jungle area and sparkling river banks and large lakes of water. Some of these lakes swarm with delicious looking fishes, occasionally jumping out of the water. With a keen eye, if you look close enough, you might be able to spot the ominous glare of a Nep-Enut. ….it’s smart to stay away from it. The forest itself, as if it hasn’t been clear already, isn’t actually safe. Aside from man-eating plants and lake monsters, it is filled with wild life. Mischievous little Uuki’s, monkey animals, roam in various parts of the area, and the tribe of Spear Guys made absolute territory in only certain other areas. Not a problem for Yoshi and his kind. After all, this place wasn’t called “Yoshi’s Island” for nothing. They are the alpha clan, dominate species of the island. Although, there are certain places only brave (crazy) Yoshis will venture off to….

Anyway, as stated previously, it was a lovely day and Yoshi was having a fun and great exploration in the detailed fore-mention jungle. As he continue his advances the green reptile check his inventory of held items of collectables…from somewhere on his body. He wasn’t carrying a bag or anything.

…Yoshi never questioned it.

It was some sort of black chalkboard that every Yoshi has with them for some reason. These chalkboards auto-updates on the stuff that Yoshi has with him and collected, like his coin count for explain. Surprisingly, it also comes with free Wi-Fi. He doesn’t know how that was possible, but he never complained. Free internet is free internet.

STARS - 30/30

Although Yoshi really didn’t need these, they do, however, make one heck of a necklace. If only they’ll stop jumping around...

COINS - 20/20

These Red Coins were well hidden. But Yoshi is master at hide and seek. *wink and thumbs up*

FLOWERS - 2/5

Yoshi was confident that he’s going to win that roulette once he reaches the end point. Sure, he wasn’t the best at Bingo or with the slot machines at the-- …..wait…

Yoshi shot a quick check on the Flowers.

FLOWERS - 2/5

Yoshi blinked. He checked a second time.

FLOWERS - 2/5

No. No that can’t be right. That can-

FLOWERS - 2/5

Yoshi patted the side of his head hard enough to get the distorting shock out of his brain to function correctly. Reasoning with himself that he was merely seeing things, he checked again--

FLOWERS - 2/5

Okay, this is NOT funny! Okay? Alright? So, can you please cut the crap and stop messing--

(T_T)LOOK, BRO-DOG…YOU’RE MISSING THREE F-ING FLOWERS, ALRIGHT? GET. OVER. IT.

Eyes bulge and mouth gaping wide, the green reptile stares at the now physical inventory as if he just lost a friend. Yoshi couldn’t believe it. He’s missing three Flowers… he’s missing three Flowers! HE’S MISSING! THREE! FLOWERS!!!

Yoshi now felt sick. Everything around him started to spin in circles, blurring together in a weird void of some sort of delusion. As if it wasn’t real. As if everything wasn’t real.

…it was all a lie. His whole life was a lie. It was all a lie. Lies. Lies! LIES! LIES!! LIES!!! IT WAS ALL LIES! Yoshi now has a strong urge to summon the Kusanagi and use its power to destroy this world that has been plague with its LIES!!!!!!!!!!!!

Then suddenly, everything went black.

When he awoken, Yoshi jolted in a sitting position cover in cold sweat and breathing heavily. With wide eyes he glances around his surroundings, trying to piece together what happen to him. He’s practically ransacking his brain to seek answers to why he fell unconscious but couldn’t find any. Man, Yoshi hasn’t felt like this since that time he and his friends got super high from fuzzy huffin’ a week ago. Oh well. Feeling somewhat calm, the green reptile jump back up to his feet and decided to go through his inventory. He didn’t know how long he blacked out for, probably been hours (it was actually a few minutes) so the best course of action to do is to check your current updates.

STARS - 30/30

Yeah, okay, whatev’.

COINS - 20/20

Piece of cake to find.

FLOWERS - 2/5

…………………

Yoshi’s brain exploded.

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Backtracking. That is what Yoshi is doing right now; Backtracking. It’s a tedious task to do, wastes of valuable time, a completed burden of a chore; all in all, it sucks!

But if Yoshi wanted a decent chance at winning that roulette, he’ll have no choice but to do some backtracking. Sure, it may seem like just some stupid mini game that’ll earn you a shot at winning items and extra 1-Ups. But to Yoshi, it was more than that! It was….it was….Pride! Yes, pride. Honor. A Reputation. He was making a name for himself. It was the principle of the matter.

….he just really, really, REALLY wanted to win that Bonus Challenge for once! Just once! Is that too much to ask?! It was this reason, and that alone, why Yoshi is desperately trying to find all of those Flowers. Looking around the seemingly endless fields of trees, Yoshi let out a little sigh of frustration. Well, it shouldn’t be too hard. It’s only three of them. Maybe he didn’t pay as much of an attention and overlooked them. Just three Flowers. How hard can it be?

SIX HOURS LATER…

Yoshi screamed from the top of his lungs at the heavens in complete anguish and aggravation to which he pretty much broke open a dimensional rift. Kind of like in the same manner of a certain pink blob monster that eats people and steal their powers.

No, not Kirby…

He searched everywhere. Everywhere! Under every rock, in every tree, under his left boot, under his right boot, at the bottom of every lake, his left boot again; everywhere! In fact, the irritated reptile remembers every nook and cranny in great detail of the jungle’s layouts. Not that it’ll be much use to him now, since he literally leveled the entire forest.

Now Yoshi’s Island doesn’t have a jungle.

The green reptile dragged his orange booted feet and plop himself on a big rock that miraculously isn’t reduce to rubble. With his elbows on his knees and his hands holding his head in place, he pointlessly glances around the vicinity. Yep, rising smoke stacks and craters. Lots and lots of craters….and something on fire. Yoshi is having a strong feeling that he’s now responsible for the extinction of the forest creatures. The Spear Guy tribes are going to pay a little visit to his native village. That’s not something he’s looking forward to.

He let out a depressing groan. What is Yoshi going to do now? The remaining Flowers are nowhere in sight and he lead a bad explain for children everywhere. Which seems strange, he was always known to be a good role model and inspiration towards the kids across the Mushroom Kingdom (That’s not true actually. It was the OTHER Green Yoshi, the one that always hangs out with Mario and his friends. He’s the real role model. Second to Mario….and this ‘green guy’ that follows him around.).

There’s no denying it. It must be fate. Yoshi will never be able to win a Bonus Challenge. Resigning to his defeat, the green reptile slide off the rock and slump himself to walk away back home…

…that is until, he spotted a red switch with a white“!” mark.

Yoshi facepalm so hard his ancestors felt it. Of Course! It was so obvious! If the remaining three Flowers aren’t above the surface…than they have to be underground! Yoshi felt silly, embarrass even. It’s always the last place you’ll think to look. A hidden secret passage is very common on island’s that are mostly inhabited by the Yoshi clan. More so than any other place on Mushroom World (Again, that’s false. It was technically proven that the Mushroom Kingdom has more hidden secrets than any other known place on the planet. This Yoshi doesn’t know that because he never left the island.). Hope was not lost yet. Very soon, he’ll win that roulette at the end point…considering that it still exists.

Without a moment to lose the green reptile activated the switch by jumping on it. Constant clicking and ticking sounds made it apparent that whatever is hidden is now open, but only for a short period of time. Yoshi easily found the source of the hidden passage, which just so happens to be the very rock he was sitting on. How did Yoshi know this? Well, it may have something to do with the red downward arrow that keeps blinking in and out of existence. A quick hop on the object, Yoshi manages to warp himself down through a solid rock, because that’s just how things work here on Yoshi’s Island.

After the millisecond of warping, Yoshi found himself in a hidden underground cavern. The place was rather small, but spacious. The walls and ceiling were adorning with different types of symbols of…well….things. Literally random things, like, carrots, butterflies, music notes, stars, hourglasses, a rainbow lightning bolt…there was too many to identify. But that’s not what getting the green reptile’s attention. Yoshi was in complete awe when he saw a glowing whitish portal on the other end of the small underground cavern. It seems to be the only thing that’s giving the area a source of light. This place doesn’t seem like the usual hidden passages he’ll come across during his adventuring. It was kind of weird. But then again, this IS the Mushroom Universe, so pretty much everything is weird. Plus, Yoshi has a strong hunch that those remaining Flowers are somewhere in that portal. Before throwing himself into an unknown territory, he’ll do a quick reminiscing of his old family motto, past down from generations to generations that’ll always give him the moral and courage boost needed. Words to the wise, which goes a little something like this;

‘….yoshi!’

Full of confidents and self-moral, Yoshi, with unwavering nerves dove into the portal, feeling his body tumble around like a tumble weed. Flashing swirls of tranquility of colors zoom past the green reptile, along with transparent images of the making of “Man” and everything, accompany the harmony warp space in a strange type of montage. He was traveling not only through space and time, but galaxies after galaxies, dimensions after dimensions, and universe after universe! However, last but not least and not limited to, passing through parallel dimensional universes after parallel dimensional universes, and to infinity and beyond! These feelings of peace and the incredible warp experience before him was something that Yoshi wish had happen to him. Instead, when Yoshi jump head first into the portal, he immediately came to the other side, fell down a cliff and bashed his head against a rock and past out the second time that day…

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Cheerilee, or mainly known as “Miss Cheerilee”, master degree specialist in foal teaching, currently number one in Equestria’s top ten greatest teachers’, personally hoofshake by Princesses Celestia and Luna themselves, entitled hottest teacher in teen monthly magazines, several award winnings in just about everything teaching related…Cheerilee, No. 1 Teacher in Ponyville….is slowly banging her head against her desk in a paced rhythm.

Why? Well…it’s that week again. This particular week is very vital to her career. It pushes her special talent as a teacher far past its usual limitations, and also puts her reputation on the line. It’s her greatest challenge yet. Cheerilee never like putting her students on the front line of danger with this type of knowledge she’ll be giving them lessons about, mainly for her sake. There are times she tries to postpone it as long as possible, but alias, such a fate can’t be avoided. She’ll be mark as a failure if she keeps avoiding this subject or failed in passing down this knowledge to her students with satisfying grade reports.

Miss Cheerilee…greatest foal teacher of all ponykind…must teach her students…Mathematics!

….and maaaaann, her students are dumb as all Tartarus.

With a few split ends of her pink mane and tail popping out and slight darker shades of bags under her eyes, the macaroon color earth pony eventually cease her abuse on her frustration before she ends up with another concussion. Yes, it is true; Cheerilee had had a few brain injuries in the past, mostly gain from this type of lecture. She was given a special medication to solve that dilemma.

She was a regular at the Ponyville hospital.

Lifting her head, Cheerilee looked at her precious students. All of them are waiting patiently for their favorite teacher to…well, start teaching. It’s been almost an hour since school startled and they haven’t even gotten the usual cheerful greetings from their knowledge giver. Once they had gotten seated, they all watched her constantly bang her head against her smooth wooden desk made out of pure mahogany. Mmmm…..mahogany…

Cheerilee sighed softly to herself before addressing to the audience of colts and fillies before her. “I’m sorry everypony. This week is going to be…how I shall say-- quite a challenge for all of us here. I’m merely going through some heavy stress issues over this ordeal and-- Pip, please stop doing that.”

Pip, the foreign exchange earth pony colt, abruptly stops bashing his head on his desk, much like the same manner his teacher was doing. Only, except, she doesn’t have lumps of bruises on her face…and not bleeding.

“Oh, is this not the new lesson then, Miss Cheerilee?” Pip innocently asked. He was dazzle, swaying slightly as if he’s due to pass out soon.

“…no…” Cheerilee replied in a soft tone of voice, wincing a little from the results of her student’s action. The teacher pony has been with these students for a very long time now. As her career sake, she taught them everything they needed to know, and as a result, she understood all of their weaknesses and strong points on every subject she has given them over the past year or so. However, they all remarkably have one thing in common as a whole…

They’re absolutely TERRIBLE at math! All of them! It’s like they are incapable of processing a simple math equation. None of them score higher than a D.

….all except for Twist. She got a C-.

“Pip, perhaps its best for you to check into the infirmary…” Cheerilee requested. “You’re not looking to well…at all.”

As of recently, the teacher pony have installed a new nursing room for her students. There have been a few shenanigans and rough play during recess. It was natural, seeing as they are all starting to grow a little. Cheerilee couldn’t handle all of the minor injuries, so she requested (begged) Mayor Mare to dabble in some tax money for her students.

“Ah. Very well then, Miss Cheerilee. If you insist.” Pip hops out off his seat and trot towards the door of the class room. At least, that where he thought he was headed for since he’s starting to get double vision for eyesight. As a result, he bumped face first into the wall near the door and fell back on his hunches.

Some of the fillies and colts try to suppress their giggles. Keyword; “Some”. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon we’re laughing their flanks off.

Cheerilee let out a disapproving sigh well placing a hoof on her forehead. “Applebloom. Please be a dear and escort Pip to the nurse’s office.”

“Sure thang, Miss Cheerilee!” Applebloom replied cheerfully, as she went over to the fallen colt and offer a helping hoof to stand. “C’mon, Pip. Let’s get ya to ‘dat nurse’s so ya’ll be fellin’ right as rain!”

“Why thank you Applebloom. I could of sworn the door shuffle out of the way, if I say so myself.” The young colt took her hoof and was hauled to proper standing level. They both headed out of the classroom and down the hallway. “By golly! Applebloom, you’ve never told me you have a twin sister.”

With them gone momentarily, Cheerilee, gaining as much enthusiasm and composer as possible (which isn’t very much at all), continue onward with today’s subject for the rest of the week. Perhaps there’s a silver lining in this. Perhaps her students will finally do better. Perhaps they’ll all earn a decent approving grade. Perhaps she’ll earn another reward for her accomplishment! Having those positive thoughts in mind, the teacher pony allows a small smile to grace her face as she turns towards her chalkboard, baring a chalk in hoof.

“Now class, today we’re going to do basic Mathematics.” she instructed while simultaneously writing down an equation on the board. It was stupidly easy; 1 + 2 =? “Let’s start with Addition. For over the last year I have come to realize that everypony here were having trouble solving big equations. So, well start with small problems for a bit. Is there anypony here who wants to solve the problem?” Immediately after she finished, a hoof shot up eagerly. Cheerilee noticed it right away. “Yes, Snips?”

“Miss Cheerilee, what is that weird crossing stick thing in the middle of those numbers?” Snips confusingly asked.

“That is called a “Plus Sign”, Snips. It is use to add the following equation together into higher numbers.” Cheerilee answered professionally. Another hoof rose after that. “Yes, Scootaloo?”

“Why are there two straight lines at the end?” The Pegasus filly was bewildered by such a thing.

Cheerilee’s left eye twitch slightly. “…it-it’s use for showing the answer to a completed mathematic problem…” A third student waved for attention. “Featherweight…?”

“What’s a number?”

“……” The macaroon pony stared with a distance stare in relatively long silence.

Perhaps she’ll need some hardcore cider by the end of the day…

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Waking up in the middle of a forest without a clue as to where you are is, surprisingly, something Yoshi has become custom to. Let’s just say Yoshi and his friends had their own type of ‘Mario Parties’ here on the island. It involves lots of fruit, fuzzy huffin’, and a mod of very angry Spear Guys.

…Yoshi never like his friends idea of parties.

Gently rubbing his head to ease the headache, the green reptilian dino-dragon…whatever Yoshi is, observe his surroundings. Darkness cover all around the far distance within the sea of trees and…well, that’s all he can see; just trees. Well, Yoshi isn’t one to lament to himself.

Time to explore.

Yoshi began to stroll his way through this dark, dingy, dirty, dung infested, dorky, dump of a forest. Those hidden remaining Flowers have got to be around here somewhere. He can fell it. Nay, he can foresee it! His uniquely gifted PSI abilities tells him so (Correction, Yoshi has no such abilities, he just likes to think he do, because…well…he’s an idiot). During his traveling, Yoshi encounter these weird looking creatures that tried to eat, mangle, steal his soul, and turn him into stone, and or otherwise, that he never seen before.

He easily kicked the crap out of them.

Other than the lion-scorpion beast thing (it’s now an egg), he was legitimately surprised to met this friendly looking, lavender sea serpent, with a mix-color mustache, who offer him a ride across the river.

Now that Yoshi is thinking about it, this hidden secret area is…kind of big.

Maybe too big…huge even.

Usually, the hidden passages on the island are lengthy at best, but never a mass landscape. Plus he’s real certain that someone would of mention about something like this, especially about the inhabitants in this forest. Unless…no one haven’t yet discover it? This is going to make an interesting story when he gets back to the village. Provided that he doesn’t get into serious trouble for destroying the jungle…

Eventually, Yoshi made his way out the creepy forest. Looking back at it reminded the green reptile of the time he heard stories about other creepy, dark forests that have all these weird supernatural paranormal influences with monsters in them. Like the “Forever Forest”, “Boo Woods”, and this recently new place called “Evershade Valley”.

…Yoshi hated ghost stories…

Out in the open was a complete contrast to the eerie dark place behind him. A clear blue sky with the sun shining bright, bathing its warmth of comfort all over everything it touches, and the field of rolling hills out in the open plains was not a bad touch either. He even saw birds flocking about in the distances.

This made Yoshi a little confuse. This ‘hidden secret area’ was a lot bigger than the whole of Yoshi’s Island itself. Honestly, he was expecting to see a Warp Pipe back to the surface. Or another one of those portals.

The distraught green reptile was now in deep thought, thinking about everything that happened over an hour ago;

The portal.

The weird looking creatures.

The genuinely nice sea serpent.

The genuinely nice sea serpent’s mustache.

The genuinely nice sea serpent’s mustache being blue and brown.

Mario’s mustache.

Imaging self with mustache.

…why Green Yoshi no born with mustache?

Yellow Yoshi being douchbag, always cock-blocking.

Traditional for Green Yoshi’s, leaders in native tribes, where is respect?

Running low on fuzzies, see dealer later.

Hidden secret area.

The portal.

Yoshi was merely standing in place. He was having a huge mental debate with himself that seems to last for long concentrated hours, (technically, it was a mere minute or two. Yoshi’s a drama queen with time keeping) until finally he was finalizing it down to a conclusion. Maybe….just maybe….this place isn’t really a hidden se--.

“Oh my…” came the sudden voice nearby.

And just like that, Yoshi’s train of thought took a turn for the worst, ending up running off its rails, crashed into a mountain with enough force to cause giant boulders to fall and smashed into the train and its carts of held of passengers. Said passengers either died horribly from the crushing blow or the resulting explosion erupted from the train. It was a complete and utter massacre that left no trace of any potential survivors. They are all gone and will be missed.

Yoshi turned to the source of the soft voice that ‘killed’ his thoughts. It was another creature that he never seen or heard of before (in fact, Yoshi barely knows about anything outside of his island home. His cousin, the OTHER Green Yoshi that hangs around with Mario and Co, usually visits and tells him some adventuress stories. Yoshi was never a very good listener). A four legged mammal that almost stood as tall as himself with yellow fur and pink hair that cover some parts of its face, and its tail is also pink. It also has wings. It was gawking at the green reptile like he was some sort of alien. Yoshi would have done the same thing if he hasn’t already encountered a bunch of weird shit in the forest.

Whatever it was, it slowly approaches towards him in a cautious and curious manner.

…maybe a bit too curious. Its big bright cyan color eyes travel ever inch of his body, taking in all of the details. This was making Yoshi somewhat uncomfortable. He feels like he’s getting eye raped.

“Oh my…wow. I…never seen anything like you before...” it spoke in a low tone that was barely audible. It turns out it’s a ‘she’, judging by its feminine voice. She was now practically making circles around him, throwing caution to the wind and getting in a much better view of his being. Gradually a small smile form on her face. It was giving Yoshi the heevy-jeevies. “Gosh, you’re such an adorable looking…thing. What are you…suppose to be-- if you don’t mind me asking…”

Yoshi blinked. He wasn’t all that good in the English language, (he never even bother learning it, true be told) so to make up for such ‘procrastination’, his response was simple and clear;

“…Yoshi.”

The-- whatever she is-- eyes grew twice as big with her mouth gaping. She suddenly burst into total gleefulness as her wings flapped, allowing the yellow thing to fly from different angles around the green reptile.

“Oh gosh! Your voice! It’s so cute!” The ‘she whatever creature’ was gushing it up over just one word from Yoshi. She suddenly stops, and instantly got close to his face. Real close. At least 0.00001 inches apart….if that was possible. Yoshi was slightly sweating. He can easily see the twinkles in her huge eyes. She has a grin that cover 80% of her face.

What in the name of the Super Happy Tree did Yoshi get himself into?

“I’ve never seen another animal that looks so cute and SOUNDS even cuter all in one!” she continues. “What is your name little fella'? Do you have a name? Where are you from? How old are you? What kind of food do you eat? Any types of diet?--” The…’thing’… asked over 50 million questions (actually it was only a few. Yoshi was freakin’ out so bad he couldn’t focus). Yoshi begin to slowly backpedal, something that ‘crazy yellow whatever’ picked up on right away. “Oh no! Please, don’t run away! I’m not going to hurt you! Please don’t run!” she hastily begged, pleading even.

It didn’t make Yoshi feel any better.

“I’m kind and can be very gentle.”, ‘crazy yellow whatever’ explained.

Yoshi was certain she was.

Right then and there, she came up with a solution. “I know just the thing that’ll make you feel better. A hug!”, ‘crazy yellow whatever’ proposed. She hovered in the air and approached the paranoid green reptile with her two front legs open for embrace. She successfully made contact and locked her legs in an iron grip. She sighed deeply in content. “See? Feeling better now? Hmmm~…”

For the most part, Yoshi didn’t see anything wrong with this. It was just a nice, comforting hug. In fact, he returned the hug and started to relax a little.

…then it came to him. Yoshi’s eyes nearly bulge out of his eye sockets. He knew what she was. Yoshi heard stories of Succubus! They act all kind and gentle so they can get close to you, hold you in their soothing hugs and cuddles. Then they’ll seduce you into doing lewd acts of pleasure, and before you know it, it’s too late; they already have you in their clutches. They’ll drain ever ounce of your life energy, turning you into their slaves, and your empty shell of a body will be use for their own pleasure until they get bored and toss it aside along with the all the other previous victims.

There was never a good ending.

With this realization upon him, Yoshi, using all of his strength manages to shove the yellow ‘succubus’ off him. She squeals in surprise from the unexpected motion. They always do…from what he heard (he really didn’t. Remember? Barely listens?). Yoshi didn’t stop there, for his next move was the end of this monster! Before she can even lift her head at him, the green reptile shot out his long sticky tongue, easily capturing the yellow she-devil. Before she can blink, Yoshi not only ate her whole, but laid an egg a second afterwards.

The deed was done. Justice once again has prevailed. The wrong has been set to the right and evil was purge from this world.

Yoshi looked back at the green spotted white egg. It was slightly larger than him and it faintly wiggled. Obviously she was still alive, but he didn’t care. He’s a man-- err, reptilian on a mission; a mission to locate and retrieve those missing three Flowers. It’s a tough job, but it needs to be done no matter how bizarrely big this hidden secret area is. He’s not going to let four legged, wide eyed succubus’s stop him.

Yoshi throw his attention towards the sun in the sky, nearly halfway across the atmosphere. It’s almost midday. Yoshi sighed. It’s going to be a long day. He made his way down the open fields of lush greenery, disappearing from sight and leaving his captive unattended.

If Yoshi would have stayed a bit longer, he would have notice a very pinkish pink color creature that have some resemblance to the yellow being, minus the wings, bounced enthusiastically towards the same spot he was recently. It stopped in mid-bounced when it saw a large egg near the dark forest. It threw a smile that shot around the world.

“Oooooooooo! What is this?!”

To Be Continue…

In Which, Yoshi Commits an Act of Vandalism and Thievery

During the last course of an hour of class time, the little colts and fillies were hard at work writing down answers on their sheets full of mathematical equations. There were plenty of trials and errors, but ‘super teacher’ Miss Cheerilee was finally seeing some results.

…the results of her upcoming concussion kicking back in.

She was grateful that she kept extra prescription pills in her desks draws; because, apparently, getting a serious migraine can significantly have the same effects as to slamming your head.

For every math problem she tried to explain and for every paper she looked over to grade, Cheerilee was met with nothing but failure on every one of them. And this was just simple mathematics for the past few hours; Addition and Subtraction. They haven’t even dwelled in the region of Multiplication and Division….yet. Cheerilee prayed to the Royal Sisters to give her strength when the time comes.

It’s going to be a long day…

Soon enough, the little dumbassess were giving their recess. Cheerilee has even given them an extra hour of free time. The whole class didn’t waste a single second and immediately ran out, leaving their teacher alone to recuperate herself.

“Celestia knows I’m going to need every second of it…”Cheerilee muttered aloud in the now vacant classroom.

While she rested her throbbing head on her desk, the colts and fillies are left with their own agenda of a nice long session of play time. After all, it’s such a beautiful day out in the afternoon, especially when it’s the season of spring. Most of the little colts played with the ball in the open field, being careful not to be too far from school grounds, while other colts were occupied with different activities. The fillies either hang around the small jungle gym set to stretch and play, or stood to the side to talk with one another.

Pip was out and about as normally….with the exception of some minor differences. He has some band-aids on certain places of his face, as well as a makeshift icepack wrapped around his head. All in all, the nurse did a half-ass job on bandaging up the young earth pony colt. He can barely see with the ridiculously large icepack obscuring his vision, thus causing him to wonder around aimlessly and constantly bumping into anything and everypony in the way.

It was mildly entertaining and somewhat sad.

“Poor Pipsqueak.” sympathies Sweetie Belle. She watched the little colt alongside with her two best friends, Applebloom and Scootaloo. “Something bad always happens to him.”

“Oh, he’ll be fine.” Scootaloo reassured with a nonchalant shook of her hoof. “Pip has been through worst. Remember that time he brought in a Diamond Puppy for show and tell a few months ago?”

“…yeah.” Applebloom answered, although she wasn’t exactly enthusiastic about it as her Pegasus friend was. “’Da little pup was cute, but ‘da horde of ‘dem Diamond Dogs lookin’ fo’ ‘dere youngan’ were scary. ‘Dey captured everypony in ‘da school and force us to dig fo’ gems. It was horrible.”

“Yeah, but Rainbow Dash swooped in and kicked all their butts! It was awesome!”

“’Dey still took away Pip fo’ slavery.” the red bow wearing farm pony deadpanned.

“Twilight and the others rescued him, didn’t they?”

“Three days later.”

“Details, details. But anyways, have you guys notice how strange Miss Cheerilee was acting today?” the purple mane Pegasus asked, effectively changing the topic from the well beings of her classmate into something else far more concerning and interesting. And like fish to a bait of worms, her two friends were immediately hooked.

“Oh yeah, she was banging her head.” Sweetie Belle pitched in, remembering the initial sequences her teacher did. “Quite a lot, actually. Then she ate some oddly shaped candy. I wonder why Miss Cheerilee didn’t share any of her candy with us.”

“Ah reckon those aren’t really candy, Sweetie…” Applebloom stated, while she looked through a window to the classroom. She witnessed her teacher gobble down a small container full of ‘candy’, some of them spilling on her face and on the floor. The farm filly looked back over to her companions. “If ah could take a wild guess, ah’ll say ‘dem be pills Miss Cheerilee is taken. Miss Cheerilee must be feelin’ down in ‘da dumps ‘bout somethin’.”

Scootaloo rubbed her hoof on her chin in thought. “That’s unusual. Normally, Miss Cheerilee is always happy, never sad or depress.” This was true. Every day during school, Cheerilee barely shows any signs of misery. She was always cheerful. It’s, like, literally in her name. “What could have caused her to be so depressed?”

“Maybe she’s so miserable about our grade point averages in this week’s lesson being so low that all of her efforts into helping us to do better are all going in vain.” Sweetie Belle interjected in a very well collaborate and perfectly profound manner. Scootaloo and Applebloom both stare at their white unicorn friend for a good 5 seconds.

“….Sweetie…that’s the stupidest thing I have ever heard!” Scootaloo retorted.

“Yeah!” Applebloom added. “Ah have ya know ‘dat we are good with our methma-- Mathific-- Mathatha-- with ‘dem fancy numbers!”

“Oh…” Sweetie glanced down, scrapping a hoof on the dirt ground feeling a little more than just embarrassment. “I…I guess that was a stupid assumption.”

“Don’ worry ‘bout it, Sweetie. It happens to ‘da best of us.” The yellow earth pony reassured, rubbing a confronting hoof on her friend’s shoulder. While she did that an idea struck into her head, making her beam in excitement. “Oh, ah know! Why don’ we do somethin’ to help make Miss Cheerilee feel better?! We may even earn our Cutie Marks from it!”

Sweetie Belle perked up on the mentioning attempts for a Cutie Mark. “Yeah, that sounds like a great idea!”

“Bring it in girls!” As Scootaloo said this the three of them place their hooves on one another’s for the usual cheering salute.

“Cutie Mark Crusaders--….um, Cutie Mark…Crusaders…”

They each have confused facial expressions.

“What are we trying to earn for a Cutie Mark exactly?” the orange Pegasus asked.

“…um…well…” Applebloom thought for a moment. “…uhhh, Miss Cheerilee’s a teacher…and she is upset….and we’re tryin’ to help her…ah don’ know, ’Happy Teacher Helper’?”

Not comprehending how stupid that sounded, the two fillies agree to this and restarted in their position. “Cutie Mark Crusaders Happy Teacher Helper! Cutie Mark Crusaders Happy Teacher Helper! Yay!” With a positive shout on the salute they began coming up with suggestions that may come in handy.

Sufficed to say, they were horrible ideas.

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Meanwhile, elsewhere in Ponyville…

“Please?”

“No.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Pretty please?”

“No.”

“Pretty please with a cherry on top?”

“No.”

“Pretty please with a cherry on top with colorful sprinkles?”

“No!”

“Pretty please with a cherry on top with colorful sprinkles and whip cream along with a bits of strawberries--“

“Pinkie.”

“--and coated in chocolate syrup with even more colorful sprinkles and an extra cherry and--“

“Pinkie!”

“--with a 2/3 cup of powder sugar although there’s plenty enough sugar on it but you can never have too much sugar and a tiny dab of honey for flavor along with--“

“Pinkie!”

The kitchen of Sugarcube Corner fell silent from Carrot Cake’s, or formally known as Mr. Cake, the orange pony stallion owner of the bakery, yelled from the top of his lungs. He took this time of opportunity to gain back his composer with steady deep breathing. For nearly the last hour or so, Pinkie Pie, upon her recent return from doing…..’Pinkie stuff’, has begged, pleaded, and, surprisingly, annoyed him to no end. Why? You’ll find out right after this next paragraph.

When she first returned back to the bakery, Pinkie Pie immediately confronted Mr. Cake and began her tale from the beginning then up to this point. Quite literally; from when she woke up with a smile, said good morning to her pet alligator Gummy, her toys and imaginary friends, to the sun, and everypony within the household. Then she ate breakfast, oats’meal with toast, apple juice, and cupcakes. She gave small vivid details on the taste, concluding her morning meal tasted ‘Yummzie Mummzie’. Then she went around Ponyville singing at least 20 different songs and manages to start a musical with half of them. The remaining 10 were copyrighted and she didn’t want to get in trouble with the authorities’. The rest of her story was just her basically bouncing around town , making other ponies happy, seeing her friends, breaking logic; the usual every day ‘Pinkie stuff’. The orange earth pony stallion was force to listen to every detail. Finally, Pinkie got to the point of what really matters. She went out for a quick stroll outside of town. Then she came upon this big green spotted egg right next to the Everfree Forest. She was fascinated and complex to why the egg was all alone out in the open. The egg, for some reason, reminded Pinkie of her timid friend Fluttershy. So she thought, ‘what will Fluttershy do?’

And that’s when Pinkie stepped aside revealing the large egg to Mr. Cake, despite the fact said egg was twice as big and massive than the pink pony and she somehow kept it hidden behind her.

Carrot Cake learned to never question these things a long time ago. However, he held his ground firmly on one simple fact; that egg is not staying in his house, whatever it is!

“Pinkie…please, don’t make this anymore difficult.” The baker pony requested in a calm tone.

Pinkie glanced up to her boss/father-figured/friend/love interest/co. party host/boss again/backup dancer/landlord with a gloomy expression. Her sparkling blue eyes shone with pleading hope that he’ll change his mind. “But…but why not? It’ll be super fun and I’ll have a new friend!”

Carrot Cake sighed while rubbing his head. Sometimes, Pinkie can be pretty imprudent. “It’s just….well, c’mon, Pinkie. Just look at it. It’s a giant egg!”

“I know! Isn’t it super-duper cool!” the pink party pony stated cheerfully while lightly bouncing in-place, suddenly out of her gloomy faze.

Carrot Cake sighed again and shook his head in disapproval. “No, Pinkie, no. That’s not it at all. You brought along an unknown wild creature in Ponyville, let only into my shop.”

“Yep!” She answered almost immediately, still bouncing on the spot.

“Which you found near the Everfree Forest.”

“Uh huh!”

“A dangerous place where dangerous animals and monsters live.”

“Mmhmm!”

“One of those creatures is the parent of their missing egg, which means they may be searching for it.”

“Yep, yep, yep!” Mr. Cake stares at Pinkie with a knowing stare and a not amuse expression. She picked up on it right away and ceased her bouncing. “Oh. Heh, heh…I see now…”

Mr. Cake sighed for the umpteenth time that day. Ever since that day when Pinkie graced his and his wife, Cup Cake, lives with her presence they treated her like family. She helped out with the bakery shops sales pitch more than enough times. They made absolute exceptions for her, especially the constant, almost near nonstop parties and other shenanigans. Even when the twins, Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake were born, they still made exceptions.

…however, there was only one thing, only one exception that Mr. Cake gravely regretted. It was allowing Pinkie to keep that freak of nature, toothless alligator named Gummy as her pet. It was the creepiest thing, among all others, that the orange pony stallion has to with live in his own home. If it wasn’t for Caramel for tricking him into playing that goddess awful Slenderpony game, he would of saw Gummy under a different light. Man that game was so damn scary. It didn’t help that Gummy, in some ways, acts just like that evil pony. Whenever you look the other way, there’s Gummy, out of nowhere within your eyesight…staring at you…like he’s plotting something. And when you look away and turn back, he’s gone! All is Gummy missing is that creepy ‘bong’ noise whenever he appears.

Carrot Cake visibly shudders at the thought of that happening.

He threw his attention back on the young mare before him. “I hope you understand, Pinkie, and don’t be sad. But please, for the sake of all Ponyville-- and my sanity,” he muttered that last part under his breath, “return this poor, homesick, family missing creature back to the forest. You don’t want its angry mommy and daddy rampaging through our fair town, do you?”

Pinkie audibly gasped with wild eyes. “E’ GASP! YOU’RE RIGHT! HOW CAN I BE SO FOOLISH?!” With all haste, she began to roll the large egg out of the kitchen, through the front door, and outside of the gingerbread house bakery. “I better get you back to your family! They must be really worried about you!” She stated while rolling the egg through town, ignoring all of the odd stares from the nearby pony citizens.

The pony baker chuckled to himself for a job well done and for dodging a bullet. Continuing where he left off with his baking, Mr. Cake turned to get some needed ingredients from the refrigerator. He jump backwards and yelped, nearly getting a heart attack. Gummy was staring at him from on top of the refrigerator. Mr. Cake closed his eyes and tried to steady his racing heart beats.

“G-gummy! You-- you nearly scared the Tartarus out--“ When he looked up, Gummy was gone. Mr. Cake whimpered to himself while silently continuing his work.

As fast as her four legs can go-- which in this case is the speed of light-- Pinkie Pie rolled the egg out of Ponyville, heading straight for the same exact spot where she first discovered it. In fact, she was so completely focus on her destination, the green weird looking, bi-pedal creature thing went unnoticed even when she bypasses it.

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EARLIER…

Walking straight through a field of luxurious green grass and flowers took some stress off of Yoshi’s mind. After defeating the vile yellow devil (no reference intended)a while ago, the green reptile has been pretty moody as of late. Understandable. He’s been wondering around for the past few hours in a place that seemingly resembles the Underwhere itself, only a little nicer.

…okay, Yoshi never been to the Underwhere before. He doesn’t even know where it’s located. In fact, he never heard of the place. But if that’s the case, then how did he know what that term means…?

…anyways, the green reptile pressed onward. His main concern is finding those three missing Flowers. It still mind boggles him that special items like those just disappeared. Unless some other Yoshi got a hold of them. But if that was true then his chalkboard would have told him so. Every Yoshi’s chalkboard messages the other Yoshi on the updated items that have been collected if they are in that same area of the island. It just works that way.

Yoshi never questioned it…

His line of thought was broken when he looked forward and saw a very strange sight. His egg. The egg containing that ‘succubus’ was being rolled around by another one of those four legged creatures, only pink all over. Yoshi only saw them briefly pass by when he blinked in confusion.

“Don’t worry; you’ll be reunited with your mommy and daddy!” Announced the pink creature while rolling Yoshi’s egg across the ground. The pair quickly disappeared from sight.

The heck was that about? Yoshi looked so puzzled. He shrugged, not caring anymore. He merely just continued onward without much knowledge to where he was or to go. That’s one of the many treats about Yoshi; he never stops to ask for directions, only relying on his instincts like a real man-- uhh, male reptilian! Eventually, Yoshi saw buildings a few feet away from him. On closer inspection it was a whole town. To Yoshi’s surprise there was a whole civilization of those four legged creatures, only each one is colorful than the next. Are they all Succubuses’? Where in the world did Yoshi stumble into? If he paid attention, he’ll notice a sign right next to him that reads, ’Welcome to Ponyville, where all *Ponies** are welcome to our small Pony community full of PONIES…and a dragon’*.

He wasn’t going to take the risk. The green reptile swiftly hid himself behind one those small buildings made of wood and the roofing material were sticks of straws. Using his awesome sneaking skills (Pffbah Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha! Really?!), the green reptile manages to not make nearly enough noise to attract attention to himself. He unnecessarily did a bunch of maneuvers such as rolling, sidestepping, ducking, and throwing himself from various hiding places and alleyways. This process was repeated until he made his way across town. If there’s one thing he learned about his numerous escapades on Yoshi’s Island, it’s usually the dangerous places that held what you need. Yoshi was positive the Flowers were here in this very town.

At least, he hopes so…

Along the way of his ‘sneaking’, Yoshi just so happens upon a farm-like setting with very few buildings, a shed, and some crops field. It even smelled like a farm…implying if he knew what a farm smells like. Its landscape of orchards was filled with trees full of apples. At least, it was once filled with trees full of apples.

Yoshi was really hungry…

After having his ‘snack’, the green reptile continues his search elsewhere, feeling absolute guilt for having the munchies on someone else’s hard work on plantation (he really didn’t give a shit. After all, food is food, and that’s his story and he’s sticking with it). He burped loudly, satisfied that his stomach is happily full for the next ten seconds. Those were some damn good apples. He should have saved some for later. Once he finds those Flowers, perhaps he’ll come back and horde a few for the Spear Guy tribes. That will make a nice apology gift for his actions back in the jungle.

Better than giving them his head.

As the totally not thieving and not property violating reptilian made his way through town unseen, he got a good look at the lifestyle of these decisive and life sucking monsters. He notices that they kind of live the same way his native people do. To their credit, they have a lot more going for them, and the setup display of their home is pretty good. They have a nice flowing river connected to a big lake. There’s this big constructed building in the middle of the open town, mostly where he’ll see more of them thrive around. There’s also a statue of one of them in a fountain, balancing on a stone ball. Yoshi guess it’s their leader or someone of legend, since his village has several stone statues of legendary Yoshi’s of lore. He hope to get a stone statue of his own one day, preferably detailing his great leadership skills and his many, many achievements (Yoshi is a horrible leader and he hasn’t accomplished a damn thing in his life).

While the green reptile kept himself hidden underneath a fruit stand, miraculously not being spotted by anyone, his eyes widen at the sight of the most beautiful thing ever. It was a building made entirely out of sugar coated pastries. His mouth watered. He can smell the delicious flavors of cakes, cookies, and the likes from it. With enough speed to finish a marathon within a second, Yoshi was already there.

He could literally eat this master piece of craftsmanship build by the gods themselves with a flick of his tongue. The only thing keeping him from doing it was the trailing aroma leading him towards the window in the back. He peeked inside, seeing another succubus with yellow coat and a darker shade of hair color. He saw it was attending to a three layer red velvet cake with white icings and cherries. Yoshi smack his saliva covered lips with hypnotic eyes.

He must have that cake!

The creature seems to be putting on the final touches, too distracted to notice the sweets craving reptilian quietly open the backdoor and slither along the ground like snake. He hid himself somewhere in the kitchen, unintentionally knocking over a broom stick which hit the flooring with a slight clatter.

The yellow creature immediately shifted all of its attention towards the sweeping tool down on the floor. “G-gummy? Was that you again?” It, now confirming as a he-- Yoshi wondered for a brief moment what are male succubus called. Man-bus? Whatever. --held up a wooden spoon in one of his legs in defense, shifting his eyes from left to right. The ‘manbus’ failed to acknowledge the long pink tongue wrapped around his cake and being snagged away a second later. “…I swear, if that lizard wasn’t so helpful with the twins I would of kicked him out a long ti--“ The yellow ‘manbus’ had never completed that sentence when he turned back to see no cake. It was gone. He felled to the floor and threw both of his front legs in the air. “GUUUMMMMMMMMMMMY!!!!”

Yoshi was long gone by the time the creature screamed. He licked the rest of the frosting off of his big, round, green nose along with the donuts and muffins he manages to snag in the mini-frig. That was a damn good cake. These four legged monsters sure know how to bake. Perhaps he’ll consider capturing one or two of them and give them away as a peace offering to the Spear Guy tribes.

Again, better than his head.

A little while later, the green reptile happens upon what appears to be a clock tower sitting on top of a hill near town. It reminded him of the many fortresses and castles he may take the time to explore, only smaller. Curious, Yoshi walked inside, and a brief second later he promptly walked out leaving the scene. The whole tower fell apart in rubble.

Many nearby ponies rushed over to see what happened. When the dust settles, the head of Ditzy ‘Derpy’ Doo pops out from the broken pile. She notices the annoyed expressions on the faces of the fellow town ponies.

“….I know what you’re thinking,” she began, her hooves up in defense.

While Yoshi continues with his search he was also doing some observations. He (surprisingly) understood that there are different variations of these succubus creatures. There are types with wings that can fly around, much like the yellow and pink hair winged one he encounter before, and for the other two types that don’t have wings and mainly walk on the ground. One of the wingless creatures has a single horn on its head, while the other one doesn’t have any distinguishing features, but instead look normal. Yoshi also realized one other important aspect; they all each have their own symbol on their….butts? For what propose, Yoshi doesn’t know, but for the most part he doesn’t care.

Much like anything else that doesn’t involve with the missing Flowers. His Flowers. The ones he need. Right now!

For over an hour, Yoshi search all over the place and kept himself hidden to the best of his abilities. He wasn’t making any good progress, sadly. But he won’t give up! Every now and then, he’ll break an entry into some of these creatures’ homes and/or shops to feast on their food and take whatever looks shiny; somehow, without getting caught. It’s all in the natural natures and instincts of a Yoshi. He and his fellow brethren do this all the time.

…plus, Yoshi really likes shiny things…

After awhile of sneaking around town, Yoshi stumble upon a red building with a bell on top of its roof. There was also a flagpole with red flag on the front lawn. If Yoshi remembers correctly on anything he learned about flags and their colors (surprisingly on the fact he actually learned anything), the color of a flag represents a meaning to a culture and a place of nations. Yoshi deduced with the flag being all red that he’s up against a population that bath in their enemies’ blood and harvest their organs. He’s starting to wonder if this hidden secret area is meant to stay hidden and a secret. The place looks sketchy; however, it’s the only area Yoshi haven’t investigated yet. As the green reptile got closer he heard some voices within the area, directly coming from the other side of the building.

Being tactical of the situation, he rushes over to a nearby bush and ripped the roots out of the ground with his bare four fingered hand. Yes, Yoshi is boss like that (i…I don’t have a combat for this...). The leafy bush itself was fairly large enough to conceal his whole body, even when he’s standing up straight. Moving at an evenly slow and quick pace, the bush disguise reptilian made his way around back. He came upon a playground setup area with these little young looking creatures running around, playing and talking to one another. This was an interesting discovery for Yoshi. Childlike versions of the older succubus’s he encounter thus far. What are they called? Kid-bus? Young-bus? Yoshi will work on the names later…

For a quick moment he lured his attention on the big red building. What was this place anyways, some sort of school-like nursery to raise and teach the little creatures to become great demon kings and queens or something? Was this really happening underneath somewhere on Yoshi’s Island? His island? His home?

Yoshi wished there was some fuzzies nearby…

Being as careful as he can, Yoshi maneuver his way towards one of the windows on the building, staying away from the active younglings as much as possible. By the time he got to the window, the green reptile cautiously took a look through. He saw, unsurprisingly, another one of those succubuses’s. This one was normal, sporting a red-violet coat and its hair and tail was pink with a streak of lighter pink down the middle. ‘It’ seems to be female and she has her head rested on a desk….sleeping, maybe? The colors and style wasn’t new to Yoshi at the slightest. The real kicker was when his eyes travel further down; he nearly choked on his own tongue when he saw her symbol. The green reptile’s eyes double in size. His long search has come to an end.

There it was.

What he’s been looking for.

What he’s been fighting for.

The three missing Flowers!

His Flowers!

Right there…on her butt…

…okaaaay?

Well….problem and mystery solved. Stage 1 was completed and now it’s time for Stage 2. He found the Flowers. Yoshi mentally imagine an audience applauding towards him for a job well done. Who would have thought they’ll be in the company of these four legged creatures. But now a new problem arises.

…how will he retrieve them…?

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Right on the very edge of the Everfree Forest, Pinkie Pie was giving her last farewell to the large egg she discovered. She hugged the hard shell fondly and as necessarily long as she can, as if the pink party pony is about to say goodbye to a friend. In a since she is…unknown to her knowledge.

“I’m going to miss you Eggy! We could have had so much fun together, but I know your missing you mommy and daddy even more!” announced Pinkie, trying her best to not shed a tear in a drama-induce climactic moment.

She must remain a strong mare, for the both of them.

The egg slightly wiggled in response.

“What’s that, Eggy? You’re going to miss me to?” She asked.

‘Eggy’ wiggled again.

“Oh, Eggy…I hope we’ll be the bestest of best friends when we finally meet again someday when you hatch!” Pinkie gave the green spotted egg a final onceover with the hug. She’s really going to miss ‘Eggy’. Pinkie tried her best to forced the aching sadness away and bring up a small smile. She wished Fluttershy was here with her. That yellow Pegasus really knows how to handle these situations a lot better than herself. “Now that I’m thinking about it, I haven’t seen Fluttershy all day. She wasn’t in her cottage taking care of her animals like she usually do. …but…I can’t shake away the feeling that she was always with me this whole time. As if, Fluttershy is by my side, precisely right next to me…in spirit!”

With that considered factual Pinkie proceed to say goodbye to her egg friend…

…by shoving the egg into a small river bank. The egg bobbles around in the flowing water traveling into the dark forest, despite the fact that the rivers current is moving away from the forest, the egg is somehow moving deep inside.

Logic is not safe around Pinkamena Diane Pie.

“Goodbye Eggy! I hope you’ll find your parents! Make sure to write! Come visit Sugarcube Corner sometime, okay?! You might scare the town folks but I’ll be sure to vouch for you!” Pinkie waved goodbye ecstatically until the very speck of the egg disappeared from view. She steadily sighed in weird mixture of content and depression. She knew what the symptoms are and knew what she has to do for the cure…

“PARTY TIME!!!” Pinkie screamed excitedly as she bounced away with god-like agility that’ll make Rainbow Dash herself ripped her wings off in a grudging gruesome jealously.

Deep in the Everfree Forest, the egg containing the timid Pegasus gently flow across the musky water, being stalked upon by the many wild inhabitations within the forests. Their piercing glazes follow the egg carelessly moving along the river bank.

Fluttershy couldn’t be any more grateful she’s trapped inside the confines of her prison.

To Be Continue…

In Which, Yoshi Drops the Bomb....Metaphorically

During the nice warm evening of the day, the young colts and fillies attending school are out playing to their hearts content. Their innocent laughter’s of joy and their delighted freedom to wonder around the school grounds is what every young foal craves to cherish as much as possible.

…all except for the well known cults, masterminds, tech specialist, and Ponyville’s one and only infamous Cutie Mark Crusaders. When an ideal cutie mark comes to mind, they don’t play, they work. When somepony mentions a special talent, they don’t rest, they invest. When a pony gets all in their business and tells them, ‘you can’t do that’, they break their Celestia-damn legs and tell them to buck off!

Okay, okay…maybe that last part was a bit hostile and unlikely, but the point is they are very determined and will not let anything or anypony get in their way.

Yes, Cutie Mark Crusading is serious business.

That is why instead of basking in the glory of recess, the three members of their crusading group, Applebloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle are hard at work to obtain their latest and greatest cutie mark discovery.

Making teachers happy…or something…whatever…

It’s starting to become painfully obvious how downhill the results are after coming up with 20 or 30 ideas that aren’t agreeable.

But hey, who’s counting?

At the moment, the three fillies are in a group huddle sharing their suggestions once more.

“Alright girls,” began Applebloom with a sigh, “whudda’ we ‘ave so far?”

“I got a Pogo Stick.” Said Scootaloo. She pulled out the toy contraption to show to her friends. “I figure maybe I can do some awesome stunts and tricks. You know, like, jump over stuff. That’ll get Miss Cheerilee hyped up to be in high spirits!”

“Ah brought along some of ar’ families good ‘ol fashion sack of apples.” The little farm filly declared, revealing a bag with some still fresh red apples. “Just one bite from an Apple Families apple will bring ah smile tah anypony!”

“Giving a teacher an apple.” voiced the orange Pegasus filly.

“Whut? Whut’s wrong with dat?”

“Sounds kinda like a teacher’s pet approach.”

Applebloom rolled her eyes in annoyance. “Well if it ain’t broke. B’sides, dis is ‘bout getting Miss Cheerilee smilin’ again. Ah don’t see how doin’ some fancy tricks on dat bounin’ stick o’ yours will help any. Whuda’ya goin’ do, leap ova’ ah pit of Timberwolves? We’re tryin’ tah help Miss Cheerilee, not give her ah heart attack.”

“Still better than just mere apples…” Scootaloo grumble under her breath.

Then they both turned their attention to Sweetie Belle. “So, whut ya’ll bring tah contribute, Sweetie?” the farm filly asked.

“Well…I do have something…” Sweetie Belle began sheepishly, holding both of her hooves behind her back. “Normally I don’t share this with anypony, but I figure for Miss Cheerilee’s sake its well worth it!”

She then pulled out a small wooden case that was colored lavender and has stylish designs along the curves. Both the Earth pony and Pegasus fillies stare at the container with high levels of curiosity.

“Wow, what’s in the box, Sweetie?” asked Scootaloo.

“Only the most interesting and coolest thing that lighten up my day whenever I’m feeling down. ” The white Unicorn filly explained, being especially sure to dramatize the anticipation before the big reveal. Her two best friends leaned in closer after every few seconds of waiting, their eyes locked on the case. “I had kept this awesome and awe striking object for a long while now. Whenever I look at it I feel all warm and fuzzy inside, as if all of my problems and worries just disappear. As if I can’t be bother anymore as long as I have…this!”

Sweetie slowly, but surely, lifted the lid of the small case. Both Applebloom and Scootaloo eyes shone in excitement with wide grins, only for it to die instantly from what they saw in the box.

“…….it’s a piece of string…” Scootaloo spoke distantly, eyes still on the little thread.

“It’s not just ANY piece of string,” defended Sweetie Belle. “It’s made from aluminum alloy, strongest cotton fabric in all of Equestria, and very rare material. At least, that’s what Rarity told me.” She then looked at the countries strongest string and sighed in content. “Doesn’t it make you feel fluttery and happy inside?”

Applebloom and Scootaloo just stood there and stare at their Unicorn friend for a whole 5 seconds.

Applebloom then spoke up, “Suddenly, Ah ‘ave gone and lost confidence in mah idea…” she stated while tossing the sack of apples away.

“Same here.” Scootaloo agreed, following the yellow farm pony’s example. “That was an absolute buzz kill.”

“Don’t listen to them my special string.” Sweetie Belle whispered into the case, fondly rubbing the sides. “They’re just jealous. They don’t understand. They never understand! To me, you’re my…my…precious…”

“Gosh darn it, we ain’t gettin’ nowhere at dis rate.” Applebloom exclaimed with a stomp with her hoof for emphasis. She plops down on her hunches and tried to think of another solution. “None of our special belongin’ jus’ ain’t gonn’a cut it.”

“Well…what if we try making something instead?” Scootaloo suggested. “The most charitable gift of all is when somepony builds something instead of buying it. My parents always say that to me…before they got divorce.”

“But what will we make for Miss Cheerilee?” their white Unicorn friend inquire.

Applebloom took the time to look at all of their discarded items and objects they somehow manage to bring with them to share opinions. “Uhhh…oh! Ah know!” she finally exclaimed, “Ah say we combine our stuff tah’gether and make da greatest Happy Teacher gift eva’!”

“But what will we make?” Sweetie Belle asked again.

“…ehhh… we jus’ gonn’a ‘ave tah wing it ah suppose.”

“But, Scootaloo is the only one of us here with wings.” She pointed out.

Applebloom and Scootaloo both facehoofed from hearing that response. “Jus’ get da tools, Sweetie…”

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Meanwhile…

Hidden from sight within the conveniently tall bush, Yoshi mused over his course of actions that he’ll need to do in order to get those three Flowers. It would have seem that the whole of the vicinity of the areas building is lurking with these child-like monsters, so simply entering through a window will not be a wise choice. Nor will going through the front door is either, seeing as he has no idea what or how many of these creatures are inside. If these little succubus’s are like anything similar to a Nipper-- an infant stage of a Piranha Plant-- on his island, then they definitely try and eat him alive at first glance without a second thought. Then again, he and his Yoshi brethren always do that…even when they’re babies.

Thank the Super Happy Tree that the fruits on Yoshi’s Island can reproduce at an alarming rate.

It’s still baffles Yoshi on how one of these creatures manages to steal some of the island’s Flowers and seal them away on their bodies. This must be the work of some weird alchemy sciencey type of thing…provided if he knew what alchemy is. And what the heck this is ‘science’? Where is he getting these vocabularies from?!

Anyways, he found the Flowers, they are right their deep in enemy territory and all he has to do is get them. But how? For some unreasonable explanation, his thoughts automatically switch over to the yellow succubus he encounters a few hours ago. Yoshi remembered seeing his egg incasing the creature and being rolled away by a pink one. He briefly wondered what fate has set upon that yellow she-devil…

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Elsewhere…

Fluttershy, trapped inside of the hard shelled egg was toss through and fro in the unforgiving currents of the raging rivers deep within the Everfree Forest. The green spotted white egg eventually was thrown out of the waters built-up waves of momentum and rolled for a few moments on the dirty ridged grounds. The egg finally came to halt near some giant varies shaped boulders that are piled on top of each other, forming a tall cliff and as well formed to be some sort of dead-end.

The sealed yellow Pegasus tried in vain to break free from her imprisonment, only succeeding in making slight wiggles on the spot. As she continues her impossible release, a silhouetted figure appeared on the edge of the ridged cliff, follow by another, and more. Each of these four legged beast eyes glow ominously as they looked down at the struggling large egg below them. There were at least six or seven of them in a pack.

They were Timberwolves.

The living wood-like wolves licked their wooden sharp teeth and muzzles as they descended by leaping on boulders after boulders with ease. Once they reached level ground they slowly approached the wiggling egg, surrounding it, readying themselves on a nice find to feast on…

…but then, some howling and growling was heard nearby. The pack quickly threw their glances behind them, seeing another pack of Timberwolves just like them. Only difference is this pack outnumbered the first by one or two members, and their wooden coats were lighter tone and has more shriveling dead leaves around their necks and hindlegs. Clearly the original Timberwolves crossed through claim territory.

The obvious happened. They snarl with feral intend at one another, and then they fought. They clawed, pounced, and bit with razor sharp claws and teeth, one pack versus the other. Fighting for dominance, fighting for territorial rights, fighting to be the best…

Fighting to eat that egg!

One of the Timberwolves, from the first pack, saw an opportunity to rush over to the large egg and roll it away. Unfortunately, two of the lighter tone wolves saw what the wooden mammal tried to do and dashed over to it. They rammed into the slick wolf with enough force to knock their intruding foe over and it pinned to the ground. However, they also hit the egg which flew over the river bank and rolled down a deep slope, going unnoticed for the time being by the imposing beasts as they continue to brawl.

The trapped timid Bearer of Kindness made muffled screams as she rolled down the hill, bashing into large rocks, rotten logs, and trees which throw her into different directions. After a while of rolling down an unclear destination the egg started to finally slow down. Fluttershy’s egg prison then bummed into the rear end of a larger beast.

It was an Ursa Minor!

The large bear-like creature turned to whoever dares to interrupt its peaceful lurking. The beast saw the egg and curiously gave it a few sniffs around it. The green spotted egg wiggled in response, somewhat suspiring the Ursa. It decided to take hold of the egg in its huge paws, intended to bring it back home with it.

It would have done so if it wasn’t for another Ursa Minor appearing out of nowhere and giving the first Ursa a playful full-on body tackle, shoving it and itself on the ground. They both roll around for a bit knocking down trees, crushing smaller animals that were dumb enough to get in the way, and causing mass destruction all around the pair.

Ursa Minor’s tend to play rough.

Fortunately or unfortunately for Fluttershy, the Ursa has thrown her during its surprise assault, thus she went flying, disappearing in the tick trees of the dark forests.

Where she’ll end of next, she’ll never know…

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Yoshi vigorously shook his head. He needs to focus. There’s no time to worry about unimportant things. He simply dismiss the thought of the yellow succubus managed to break free and went back to her habits of seducing another poor victim and arm wrestling bears. He heard that’s their favorite activity and they are quite strong (no he didn’t). It was obviously Yoshi’s quick wits and sharp strategic mind that he outsmarted such a powerful monster (keep dreaming). There’s no doubt about it once he returns to his village and share what happened he’ll be a legend, and his brethren will pass down this adventurous discovery for a thousand life times (they really wouldn’t give a rat-ass).

It was now or never. Clearing his mind, the green reptile began thinking. After a moment, a light bulb flashed above his head-- quite literally-- as a plan formed together. A plan that can’t possibility fail.

Yoshi smiled devilishly. He’s totally gonn’a get those Flowers.

Attempt #1

The plan was nothing more than a stroke of genius. All Yoshi has to do was climb all the way to the top of the red building and enter through a window. Since most of the little younglings are playing around in the back area, there’s minimum chances of him getting seen. He’s pretty certain no one will notice an open break-in on the top floor while he’s sneaking his way through the place.

And obtaining those Flowers on the creature’s rear end? Well…he’ll figure it out once he crosses that bridge.

During that moment, all three crusading members were putting the pieces together on their cutie mark attempt project. It has some designs that resemble a Catapult. It had a similar attachments and wood frame as a Catapult.

….it’s a Catapult.

Applebloom and Scootaloo were making sure all of the necessary equipment we’re in place, while Sweetie Belle was observing the measurements, diagrams of drawings, and other calculations on the dirt ground….which is, apparently, their makeshift ‘blue print’. With all her attention eyeing the ground, she failed to notice a little bouncing ball bump her on the noggin. With a surprise jolt, Sweetie Belle threw her head up and notices the ball and a few colts in the short distance looking at her.

“Uh, hey, Sweetie!” Called out Rumble, a grey coat and black mane Pegasus. “Mind tossing it back here?!”

Sweetie grew a smile on her face. “Okay! Here it comes!” She didn’t want to just simply toss them the ball. Instead, the filly took a few steps backwards, her tongue ticking out in concentration, rush over to the ball, and kicked it!

…in the opposite direction…where the catapult is…which is behind her…

The colts have their eyes on the ball as it roughly landed directly on the launcher’s end, making the Catapult launch the ball over the schoolhouse while at the same time falling apart, causing the two fillies working on it to stare in shocking disbelief. The rubber ball flew over towards the flag pole in front of the school, bounced off of it and projected itself at an active beehive, which was conveniently hanging next to a window that Yoshi was about to make his springing leap for.

As the green reptile jumped the ball hit the beehive. It fell and fitted perfectly around his head. The amount of torturous pain and suffering will be left to your imagination while Yoshi ran away screaming in the distance.

Attempt #2

It will seem that Yoshi has underestimated the defense mechanism of the succubus’s younglings’ storage facility. It should have been obvious that something that was so obviously easy to take advantage of will most likely be booby trapped.

Heh…’booby’…

However, this was nothing but a minor setback for as Yoshi has another plan hatched. He got off the small egg he laid and a piece of paper sprung out of it with a list of ideas for him to try.

Please don’t ask...

The three infamous fillies took another jab at building something special for their teacher. With the limited amount of resources and materials they have, it comes to no surprise that they were still able to make unique things.

“Ah say, dis maybe our best idea yet!” joyfully exclaimed Applebloom.

“Yeah! We’ll definitely get Miss Cheerilee smiling with these!” declared Scootaloo.

“And to think, we’ve made these easily within a few minutes!” indicated Sweetie Belle, clapping her hooves together.

The Cutie Mark Crusaders have, somehow, crafted a few Fireworks by simply using scraps of wood bark, wads of paper, silly strings, staplers, and squeeze apple juice for fuel. It also helps they have used an instructional book entitle; ‘How to Make Fireworks from Varies Household Items and Junk for Dummies’.

“Okay,” the orange Pegasus filly began, “all we have to do now is get our gloomy teacher to see the awesome display.”

“Alright, ah’ll jus’ go on an--“

The red bow wearing Earth pony was interrupted when the sound of the familiar musical chiming halted and caught the attention of every colt and filly outside. Each of them gasped with large open smiles on their faces.

“ICE CREAM!!!” they all shouted in union and rushed over like a rampaging herd to the other side of the schoolhouse.

The adult Unicorn pony stallion running the ice cream cart was awoken from his apparent unconsciousness by the howling sounds of little foals surrounding him.

“Huh?! Wha-- how did I…” The ice cream stallion was gravely confused. The last thing he remembered was selling ice cream to the ponies in the marketplace, then he felt immense pain on his head and everything went black.

With the coast clear, Yoshi dashed his away from the bushes he was hiding in and went over to the back of the building. The plan worked perfectly. If the ‘succulings’-- he’s still working on the names-- were anything like little kids, they are all complete suckers for treats; especially ice cream. Yoshi sure was. He did eat maybe 1 or 2 or 20 when he put his plan into motion.

With them out of the way the green reptile easily strolled into the back area without worry of getting caught. He planned on sneaking into the room through a window that held the sleeping four legged creature that’s in possession of his Flowers. He’ll turn her into an egg, carry the egg out of this hell hole, and figure out what to do later.

The plan was-- ding ding ding-- GENIUS!

Due to Yoshi’s complete lack to pay attention to his surroundings, one particular creature was utterly unregistered within the hasty reptiles field of vision when he was about to lift the window to access.

…that is, until it spoke.

“I say, what a strange looking dog…”

Yoshi froze entirely on the spot. His pupils shrunk to tiny digits as he slowly glances behind him. He saw a cream color and light-brown mane ‘young-bus’ with few spots on its body and his right eye that are the same color as its hair. ‘It’ sounded like a boy and he has a British accent….implying if Yoshi knew what British are. He was also dressed in a pirate getup…implying if Yoshi knew what that is. But that’s not important right now because Yoshi has BEEN CAUGHT! The ‘kid-bus’ is STARING AT HIM!

“Or, maybe some type of dinosaur dog than?” the little monstrosity wondered aloud in an adorable gesture. Obviously it’s trying to get Yoshi to drop his guard. It’s not going to happen. “Perhaps Miss Cheerilee will know--“

What’s a ‘Miss Cheerilee’? Is that like their Overlord Empress? Oh hell no!

Yoshi did what he always does best in a situation like this.

He ran.

Unfortunately, the panicking reptile tripped on some scattered objects and landed on the pile of homemade fireworks with a heavy thump. Because of the poorly constructed materials used to make the products, the fireworks were incredibly unstable and as such, when Yoshi landed on them he caused a small explosion, sending him soaring into the horizon.

His shriek of agony disappeared in colorful burst of sparks.

Pipsqueak stood idly by and watched this whole scenario take place. He merely blinked in confusion. Right on time his classmates returned, all of them sporting ice cream cones in hoof. Sweetie Belle and her friends came trotting in his direction.

“Hey, Pip.” She pleasantly greeted. “You missed out on the free ice cream. Why didn’t you get one?”

“Why, my dear Sweetie Belle, it’s because I’m Lactose Intolerant.”

“Oh…” the white Unicorn then thought for a moment. “…what’s 'lack-toast an-tolerant'?”

Attempt #3

Clearly the little devils have shown significant levels of intelligence. They purposely had hidden one of their kind to continue patrolling while the rest investigate the bait. Yoshi deduce these ‘kid-bus’s’ have telepathic brainwaves that are linked together and are capable of alerting others. He will give them a point for that, but his next plan is flawless.

Many of the numerous colts and fillies are playing around while the gradually moving cardboard box slides across the ground going unnoticed. The large box came to halt from its trek and stayed in place.

A second later, two Unicorn colts, Snips and Snails, walked towards and spotted the large brown box.

“Hey, Snails” spoke the chubby and short Unicorn Snips, eying the object in front of him, “I find it really suspicious that there’s a randomly placed cardboard box here.”

“What do you think, there’s something unusual under that box?” inquired Snails, the skinny and tallest of the two.

“Uh huh.”

“And there might be somepony or some type of animal sneaking around the school?”

“Uh huh.”

“And as such we should lift the box up, revealing whoever or whatever is under there, exposing it to everypony around us?”

“Uh huh.”

Snails maul over the decision for a whole entire second. “Alright.” Without a second thought he heaves the box over his head discovering…a hole in the ground.

Both Unicorns blinked at the display.

“Well…that was a hole lot of nothing.” Said Snips. Both him and Snails trotted away as they stupidly laughed aloud at the apparent clever pun.

Unknown to their knowledge, a green mechanical creature burrowed deep underground, effortlessly making its way underneath the schoolhouse. It was Yoshi’s Mole Form. He used the power of the transforming machinery held in a bubble that he conveniently had with him. Normally, these machine forms can’t be removed from their located spots on the island. But then again, this Yoshi is known to be notorious for breaking the rules.

It was so freaking simple. Yoshi will dig his way into the room from underground, catcher the creature holding his Flowers, retreat back into the hole and make his getaway.

The plan was…

With the grace and velocity of a jackhammer, the Mole Yoshi machine burst its way through the wooden flooring, right on time as the transformation phase has run out. The green reptile returned to normal as he dusted himself off. He looked ahead and spotted his target only a few feet away. Yoshi was hesitant at first now that he’s getting a much better close-up view on the monstrous demon. She was definitely asleep making faint snoring sounds. Her head lay sideways facing towards him with it resting across the two front legs on the desk while sitting on a chair. Her chest gently inflates and deflates as she breathes every few seconds. Yoshi couldn’t help but notice the perfect angle of the evening suns ray shining through the window and cover the fuchsia color creature with a radiating glow that absorb and spread around her body and pink tone hair. It was a dazzling sight of beauty and adorableness that’ll make any cold hearted being ‘dawww’ in admiration of affection.

It made Yoshi sick to his stomach.

Now it’s time to finally get his prize. Taking a full single step forward the green reptile felt gravity taking an unexpected plunge on his weight and he suddenly found himself free falling through a large hole that the floorboard couldn’t handle the extra pressure above it.

“Ah, Wha, Wha, Wha, Wha, Wha, Wha, Wha….” Was Yoshi’s shriek of surprise as he continued his plummet into the abyss.

Cheerilee jolted her head up, half asleep as her eyelids are halfway open. “Ah mmerf uh, uhm-- the 80’s were better….the 90’s are…..stupid. …zzZZZzzzz…” The teacher pony’s head then fell back down and she continues her slumber.

Climbing out of a rather large hole of their own, the Cutie Mark Crusaders, dawn in origami paper helmets and carrying pickaxes and shovels crafted from sticks and stones, deeply sighed in another time wasting failed idea.

Scootaloo toss her equipment aside. “Why we thought discovering the existence of Crabponies hidden hundreds of hooves below our school will make Miss Cheerilee happy again, I’ll never know.”

Her two friends nodded in agreement.

Attempt #4

Fending your way through a hoard of giant mutant crab monsters and escaping back from several stories below the surface was not an easy task, but our green dino-dragon hero manages to do the impossible.

It also helps that they’re dimwitted and have an elevator shaft.

Never the less, Yoshi is through playing games with these little pest. He will go easy on them no more! He’s now going to unleash his full reptilian might! Yes, Yoshi was merely testing them, seeing what he’s truly up against (BULLSHIT).

No more messing around. It is time to bring out the big guns.

Down the dirt road nearby the schoolhouse, a slight rumbling, not enough to actually alarm any witnesses, occurred as a light-green small tank drove its way towards the building. Yoshi’s head was the only visible part of him that perch on top of the war-machine and seemingly unanimated. Yoshi was told a few times by his cousin, the other Green Yoshi, have attended annual parties hosted by Mario and his friends. This tank was one of them from the past celebration used for competitive mini-games. Why they used destructive machineries for their party games was beyond our hero’s understanding, but whatever.

Yoshi managed to snag one for his own in a complete ludicrous short amount of time because why not. With the safety switches off and the front main cannon live and loaded, this baby was about to blow their minds.

And their bodies.

Everywhere.

….what? You think this is some sort of joke? You think, ‘Oh, Yoshi has a tank now, what a gag! Ha, Ha, Ha!’ No. No, this is real. This is about to happen. Yoshi is done screwing around. He’s going to kill them! He want his damn Flowers!

Meanwhile, the three crusading fillies were busying themselves with more impossibly crafted objects made from random scraps and junk. How are they not earning their cutie marks from doing this was a complete unknown fact in life.

Applebloom stopped what she was doing and looked up towards the sun in the sky. “Well ah’ll be, its ‘bout half’ah ways past evenin’. We usually get ready tah go on home at dis point.”

“Wow.” Scootaloo was astonished from how long their recess time lasted and still going. “I thought something was up. We’ve been hard at work for a few hours now.”

Before either of them can speak more, an unwelcoming voice beat them to it.

“Well, well, if it isn’t the little Blank Flank’s.” called out a pink Earth pony filly with a delicate tiara on her head. Obviously it was Bitchy Tiara, accompany by her flank kisser of a friend, Silver Slut.

…okay, that was low and uncalled for. But the point is they are mean, plain and simple. They approach the three fillies before them with complete stride and posture that says, ’We have money and therefore better than you’.

Oh, and also, this is their theme music playing.

“Hmmm, Silver Spoon, be a dear and refresh my memory.” Sarcastically requested Diamond Tiara. “I’m not quite good at remembering the names of talentless ponies.”

“Well, I do believe they are called,” she began by pointing at each individual, “Applefool, Scootalame, annnd….Stupid.”

“Hey!” the white Unicorn filled exclaimed. “You take that back!”

“Very well, you’re unintelligent not stupid.”

“That’s much better.”

“Ah--“ the yellow farm filly was cut off by her orange Pegasus friend.

“Give her a second.”

“……..Hey!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed again after 10 whole seconds of realization. Diamond Tiara should know. She was holding a stop watch.

“It’s a new record!” the pink filly stated aloud and then erupted in hysterical laughter, Silver Spoon joined along. The previous record was 6 seconds.

“Whut ya’ll want dis time? Don’t ya’ll ‘ave anythin’ bett’a tah do?” Applebloom exasperated. Clearly they were bored and decided to, once again, enlighten themselves by mocking her and her friends despite the excessive amount of recess time.

“We were bored and wanted to amuse ourselves by your lack of a cutie mark.” nonchalantly explained Silver Spoon.

Point one for Applebloom.

“What are you losers doing anyway?” the tiara wearing filly asked while looking down at the object they were recently building. She snagged it away to expect it closer before the three fillies can make any protest. It was some sort of helmet made out of cardboard; two light bulbs attach on each side, wires dangling all around it, some sort of plastic screen on the middle, and a variety of colorful markings drawn with crayons. In short terms of words, Diamond Tiara was holding a bundle of garbage. “What is this stupid junk suppose to be, a holder to carry your brains in? Oh wait!” The two wealthy fillies laughed again at the apparent burn that was laid upon them.

Scootaloo stomped her hoof, aggravated by their bully’s being snobbish. “For your information, this is something we created to help Miss Cheerilee!”

“Yeah!” Applebloom joined in. “With dis device place on Miss Cheerilee’s head, it will help her be smilin’ again. All we ‘ave tah do was set da coordinates on da helmet, and after ah few brain alternating doses of shockwaves later she’ll be happy as ah clam and worried free! We’ll definitely earn our Happy Teacher Helper cutie marks!”

“….what?” was all Silver Spoon could respond with.

“We call it the ‘Super Duper Joyful Bringer Frown Destroyer Fixer Upper 5000’!” proudly concluded Sweetie Belle.

Both high rolling fillies looked at one another before turning their heads back at them. Diamond Tiara sighed with her eyes momentarily closed. “You know, it comes to no surprise that you three idiots will come up with something so idiotic.”

“No its not!” Scootaloo defended. “We put all of our hearts and souls into making this! No give it back!”

“Why don’t you make us?” taunted Diamond Tiara with a smirk on her face.

Then the game of ‘Keep Away’ began. After a few tosses between the two bulling fillies, Silver Spoon threw the helmet thing a little too hard and it sailed over the schoolhouse. All five of them watched as it disappeared on the other side of the building.

“Hmph. Guess I didn’t know my own strength.” The light-grey Earth pony muttered.

At this point, the demented Yoshi’s death machine A.K.A a small tank with his motionless head on top, settle itself in front of the school. The heavily armored mobile has its lengthy cannon aim a bit upward in position as it began to charge its ammo to fire.

Finally, vengeance is his and he will come out victories.

Just when the tank was about to near its peak to fully charged, a strange looking headgear landed right on top of the green reptiles head. Before he can make heads or tails of what just occurred, 100,000 volts of electricity flow through his body. The amount of pain he felt was immeasurable. Since his head is a direct nerve system connected to the tank, a rising level of self-endangerment went through the armed vehicle, causing it to implode.

Many colts and fillies from the back of the school heard and saw the explosion of rising smoke clouds, wowing them in awe.

Applebloom, enraged, threw her attention on her two adversaries. “Now look what ya ‘ave gone and did! Our hard on work ‘ave gone up and blown tah bits!”

Before any further arguments and be displayed, an alarming looking Cheerilee rushed out the back doors where her students at located.

“Is everypony okay?!” she frantically asked. “What just happened?! I heard a loud explosion when I was-- definitely not sleeping and…and-- oh dear…” Cheerilee looked towards the position of the sun, noticing it’s been an hour past dismissal. She then saw the surrounding foals starting right at her. She coughed into her hoof, trying to gain back some composure. “O-okay! Class dismissed! Tomorrow we’ll be focusing again on…*sigh*…mathematics…” She concluded bitterly as her young students left the school grounds.

Falling back down to earth, Yoshi landed in a tree somewhere in the clearing away from town. The shocking induce explosion may have been an unexpected flunk, but at least the rough landing wasn’t so bad this time.

Then a beehive snapped from the branch it was clinging to and fell on Yoshi’s head.

Now it was bad.

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It was late evening and the fuchsia Earth pony teacher have gotten done grading her paper work, straighten the classroom, and called in a repairpony to come by early tomorrow morning to fix the floorboard that has, for some reason, two gaping holes in them.

As Cheerilee locked up the schoolhouse’s doors, her thoughts began to wonder if there was any hope for her students to accomplish such a simple task as calculating numbers. As ridicules as that seems, it has been a growing concern ever since she first presented the lecture towards them over a year ago. It was an absolute nightmare to see the results. It was like a plague, a curse even, that was place on such an innocent generation. Ever seen then, Cheerilee felt it was her duty to cure this problem. Sadly, no positive breakthrough was shown.

“I tried every possible solution.” She said aloud to herself as she trots home. “I place myself in the minds-eye of a foal’s prospective on an equation. I even checkout some books from the library. I tried big things, and I tried small things. I even went back to big and then go small. But that didn’t work, so I stayed with big for a bit and then go to small.” The teacher pony stopped in her trek in revelation. “Wait…what if I go big and then small, stay with small and go big, but immediately fall back to small and then hit big while keeping small in play and go straight into medium-- AUGH! WHAT AM I THINKING?!”

Cheerilee rubbed her head after her outburst, trying to ignore the bypassing pony residents who are staring at her. So…is this it? Is this how it’s going to end? There’s no hope for these foals? No afterthought kicking in? Not a glimmer of positive outlook?

…not even a speck?

The fuchsia coated mare shook her head trying to knock all of the negative thoughts out. “No. No, there is hope. I can still help them! Educate them! I know I can do it, I just know-- oh who am I kidding.” She instantly dropped her head and gave up. “….I need a drink.”

No sooner when she stated that, Cheerilee round a corner and headed straight for a bar. The building was located at the edge of the marketplace. It was the size of an average cottage house, only made out of concert bricks and the roofing was made from special water proof wood instead of thick straws. The exterior was colored indigo and the only front entrances were a few short steps below the surface that leads to a door.

Even at this hour of the late evening the place was open and was fairly packed. Not too many ponies come here during this time, but mostly at night when it gets real busy. Cheerilee took her rightful place on the front counter of the barstool, still looking somewhat downcast as she planted her head on the wooden smooth surface. A typical bartender stallion with a charcoal coat and brown mane and tail, polished a glass while approaching the seated mare.

“Miss Cheerilee.” The stallion greeted in his gruff monotone voice. She has been here on a number of occasions…mostly from mathematic related occasions. “The usual?”

“Add some Fizzily Cider drops and Everfree Fever.” She requested.

“On the rocks?”

“Yes.”

The bartender pony went to make her order. During the meantime, Cheerilee had only enough time to sigh before getting a surprise ursa hug. She squeaked loudly before turning around and meeting face to face with Berry Punch, who has a huge grin spreading across her head.

“Look who’s hitting the bar early today huh?” the grape color mare playfully taunted while taking a seat next to the disgruntled teacher.

Cheerilee wanted to scold at her longtime friend for doing that, but she couldn’t draw in the energy to do so. She could only muster a, “Hey Berry.”

Berry Punch could tell right away that something was wrong. So she put away her ‘I totally got you’ expression and wore her ‘talk to me’ face. “Wann’a talk about it?”

Cheerilee was able to explain in small details of the troubling matter with her students and how hard she’s trying to help them succeed. By the time she was finished, Berry Punch caught the aroma of the drink being made by the bartender. As an expert in her long life of drinking alcoholic beverages, the mare easily put two-and-two together and understood the seriousness of the situation. The dark coat stallion places her tall glass in front of the fuchsia mare and didn’t say a word and went back to attend his business.

The grape coated mare gave a short whistle as she eyed the bubbly, green tinted, tall beverage before her friend. “That’s a…that’s one heck of a drink you got there.” She commented. She took one small whiff from the drink. “Your usual, a Tequila Poniatta, with about four droplets of Fizzily Cider and a quarter pint of Everfree Fever….on the rocks. Hm.” The Earth pony mare shifted her eyes towards the teacher pony next to her and saw her staring at her with a dispassionate expression. “Eh…it was a…mild guess.” She shrugged with a nervous smile.

Berry Punch knows her alcoholic beverages like the amount of bottle caps she kept in her backyard.

…okay that didn’t make any sense, but anyways, she’s well known for her knowledge of drinking. So well, in fact, she ended up winning international cider binges all across Equestria. She has a long winning streak during those years; 21 and still counting. It also helps that Berry Punch has a cutie mark for those events.

Thank the Royal Sisters that there are no rules against special talents.

Cheerilee then reach out for her strong drink. “Wait, wait!” the grape color mare placed her hoof in the way before she can take hold of it. “Now listen…I understand you’re in this rough situation for the longest time now, but…um…” Coming up with the right words to say wasn’t her strong suit. “…err, just, c’mon Cheerilee. You can’t give up!”

Cheerilee merely snorted in response.

“Hey, I’m being serious.”

Serious? Really? Yeah, because a pony who gets real shitfaced on a daily bases and stumbles around town at night yelling incoherently, knocking over trash cans, and going uninvited into other pony’s houses should be taken seriously. Yes, Berry Punch does this all the time. Cheerilee is usually the only pony who has to bail her out of the town’s jail hold. Yes, Ponyville have finally constructed a holding place for criminals, but it’s mostly use to hold drunkards, like Berry Punch, from causing anymore trouble until they are level headed.

However, her currently sober friend words held a form of understanding. But still…

“I know, I just…” Cheerilee let out a depressing sigh, her ears folded down. “I just don’t have the will to keep doing this…”

She then reached for her drink again, but she never got it. Berry Punch snatched it away at the last second, not spilling a single drop. The purple mare glared at her disheartened friend in disappointment.

“I can’t believe what I’m hearing.” She stated, shaking her head slightly. “This isn’t the Cheerilee I know. The Cheerilee I know doesn’t give up on her students! She doesn’t know the meaning of giving up! Did our Mayor give up when Pinkie Pie practically scandalized her about her mane being unnaturally colored? No! Did Twilight Sparkle give up when she use her magic on those swarm of Parasprites, causing them to eat everything in Ponyville? No! Did she give up when one of your students got kidnapped by those Diamond Dogs for three days? No! Did those group of Changelings gave up when they were illegally transporting cases of love across the border of Equestria while wearing fake mustaches, carrying fake ID’s, and one of them had an Brookmane accent? No! Did Princess Celestia gave up during that recent Pony and Griffin War, even though it was Prince Blueblood’s fault to begin with when he insulted them during a public announcement about their dietary habits and how their feather’s stenches? No! Did he give up when he dropped the bomb?! …well, actually…he did, but that’s, that’s not the point and--“

“I get it, Berry.” Cheerilee gently interrupted. She was able to produce a small smile. “I get it.”

“All I’m saying is that you should try to find a different approach. You’re a foal teacher, the best. What else is your cutie mark suppose to mean?”

“You’re right.” the teacher pony agreed, having her spirits lift. “…thank you.”

“That’s what friends are for.” Berry Punch then leaned over and hugged Cheerilee. After a few long moments, she eyed the still bubbly beverage and grew a grinned on her face. “Well, we can’t let this go to waste after all that now can we?” Without any permission the Earth pony mare took hold of the glass and down it within mere seconds. After a slight burp, her whole body spazzed and shook, and just like that, Berry Punch’s alcohol level skyrocketed to the point of no return for the next few hours. In other words, she’s drunk. “Woooooweh! You’ll dunk knows wat you are is messin’ out gurl!” She slurred in her drunken hazed, making snorted laugher and her body shifted from side to side.

Cheerilee couldn’t help but giggle from her friends’ usual antics. But that all suddenly changed when she felt a pair of hooves wrapped around her belly and something cradling her neck. It was Berry Punch. Her friend somehow moved unnoticed behind her and is now fondling her in ways that are uncomfortable and flashing all of the wrong signals. Her hot breath tingle her neck, making Cheerilee skin crawled. Yeah, that wasn’t making things better.

“Mmmmmmmm…you’s fur so soft…” The drunken mare cooed.

The mare teacher was beginning to sweat in discomfort. “…B-Berry, I--“

“Shuuuuussssssh. Just let it happen…” Berry Punch whispered affectionately.

All the alarms in Cheerilee’s head went off and she threw a pleading glance at the bartender, who was on standby. He gave a dispassionate nod in understanding and craned his neck down to pull out the most horrible thing in the world to ever be presented to an alcoholic pony. What came from underneath the counter in his teeth was an advertised AAA Rehab Class for the alcoholics. Just as soon as the paper was placed in open view, Berry Punch instinctively had her eyes widen and the pupils turned into slit iris. She glared at the parchment with intense hatred, growling like a feral animal. Her grape color fur stood on ends as she got off of Cheerilee and slowly backpedal away. She wasn’t the only one, as many proud drinkers in the bar also glared from their seated spots and slightly snarled at such an unholy thing.

Cheerilee decided to take this opportunity to make her way out. The charcoaled coat stallion put away his handy weaponry before the whole scenario of ‘bumbling drunken ponies’ changes into ‘rioting genocidal psychopaths’. His insurance wouldn’t cover it….again.

As the Earth pony mare made her way towards home she thought about Berry’s friendly advice. She was many things when it comes to alcohol, but when it comes to helping a friend in need she’s there for support.

“She’s right; I can’t give up on them.” Cheerilee stated softly to herself. “I couldn’t, not on my students. I just have to find another way to approach them on the subject at hoof. Only…what haven’t I tried?”

She pounder on this matter a bit as she neared closer to her house. This has to be the toughest and challenging situation in all her long career. But she’ll prevail; she’s Miss Cheerilee, greatest foal teacher in all of Ponyville! Maybe, just maybe, a miracle will happen. A blessing, perhaps, will be set upon her, as if a great being will arrive at some point to save her of this ridiculous curse of burden.

Cheerilee was about to enter through her door when somepony called out to her attention. It was a little Earth pony filly scout. She appears to be a few years older than the foals that attend her school.

“Hello Ms! Would you like to buy our special brand of cookies?” the little filly asked politely. “We are also having a very special sale on our products!”

Cheerilee was intrigue by this offer…plus the young filly was adorable in that uniform. How could she say no? “Oh, why, what sort of deal are you having?”

The filly scout beamed. “That’s good to hear, Ms! This is a limited time offer that we honorary scouts guarantee will save you valuable amounts of bits.” She then began to explain. “1 box of scouts cookies are 10 bits, but now you can buy 3 boxes for the mere price of 45 bits. The value of the regular price was cut by 80%, meaning you’ll be saving 15 bits, especially from market store brand products. This sale pitch deal was professionally calculated by me as well as the other honorary filly scouts, with our Scout Mistress approval. This is an offer that you can’t possibly pass up! So, what do you say?”

Cheerilee stared for a long period of time.

And before she even realized it, Cheerilee found herself taking large gulps after gulps of her strongest cider in her kitchen’s cabinet….along with several boxes of cookies.

Too Be Continue…

Author’s Note:

I originally had another segment with Yoshi after the Cheerilee part, but I felt that this chapter was long enough as it is. So I moved it for the next one.

Anyways, I hope you all like the story so far. Kind of gone a bit deep with Cheerilee, but it’s all in good intention for humor’s sake.

There’s only about 2 or 3 chapters to the story to go, so I’ll do my best to make them great!

In Which, Yoshi Creates his Greatest! Plan! EVA!!!!!

After another long significant time has pass, Celestia’s mighty flaming star of life began to settle itself down, bring the end of its shinning rays of warmth to a close until the next sunrise. In its place the Princess of the Night raise her glories bright giant orb along with many twinkling stars that filled the blank dark sky. The stars themselves made many beautiful alignments and celestial patterns of images for ponies and many other creatures alike to view for their amazement, even for those who take particular interest and studies of Luna’s gifted craftsmareship. They made especially sure to praise such breath taking beauty.

They don’t want another Nightmare Moon incident anytime soon….or ever.

As many pony civilians turned in for the night, one particular non-pony creature-- and no, not the donkeys-- took this time of opportunity to use the darken shadows for covers and maneuvered his way out of town. Quickly, as fast as he could, heading straight to where it all began in his search, Yoshi made his way back to the Everfree Forest.

Not that he had much of a choice in that matter. His target that held his missing Flowers has long departed from the red building by the time he returned. How unfortunate. Ever since he managed to rid away those pesky bees, the green reptile was prepared for his next attempt that will certainly win in his favor.

A real shame, Yoshi’s Chicken Launcher Cannon will have to wait another time…

Seeing that the fuchsia color ‘succubus’ is nowhere to be found, the time of day has shifted to the time of night, and his brilliant plans has backfired multiple times, Yoshi has no choice but to make a tactical retreat (he ran and cried like a little bitch) back into the dark forest. It is here that he’ll need to, not only rest, but also think of another solution to the problem at hand. Normally, a Yoshi wouldn’t consider venturing into a sinister, shady, creepy place like this to find refuge. But seeing how there is a whole entire town full of ‘blood thirsty demons’, to Yoshi, this was the next best thing.

After awhile of his second trek through the ominous looking woods, Yoshi wasn’t remotely scared of this place anymore. Quite the opposite, as the forest inhabitants we’re afraid of him instead. Which why for this reason Yoshi sat on top a pile of bodies that resembles monsters, fiendish foes, and freaks alike that live in these parts. Yes, within a single night the green reptile has become the dominate species of the Everfree Forest. He’s now the official alpha male, the big honcho, the godfather, the wiz man--…whatever you want to call it. Hell, the Timberwolves were so pissed scared they tried to offer him their woman, which he turned down for considerably good reasons.

Anyways, as Yoshi sat on his makeshift throne of beaten broken bodies while contemplating to himself, he dully munches on the fruits that his small group of ‘servants’, who we’re conscious and/or alive, have gather upon his request. The fruits here are nice and refreshing….as they can get in this crap-hole of a forest. Yoshi now regrets eating all of those apples. He should have saved some!

Going back to his thoughts, the green reptile continues to mull over about all of the events that happened today. What collected database information he has stored in the memorization part of his brain (which was empty to begin with), Yoshi has gather that this ‘hidden secret area’-- that he and he only discovered-- is bigger than an average hidden secret area and it is inhabited by these four legged creatures he have learned they are ‘Succubus demons’ that prey on innocent souls-- like himself-- evident by his first encounter from the yellow and pink one. He had also discovered that these vile creatures have a whole town-like civilization that almost resembles the lifestyle of Yoshi’s own home village only slightly better…plus their foods are delicious. They even have a infirmary, a big red building that is very well armed with traps and defensives, which held their ‘youngbus/kidbus’ children to nurture and train them to become stronger demons to expand their community. These little ‘hell spawns’ are highly intelligent and are very capable with strategies and communication.

Thinking deeper into that last subject, Yoshi remembers his first encounter with a cream color and brown hair ‘youngbus/kidbus’ that tried to ambush and, might possibly, ate him if he didn’t escape. The ‘four legged demon’ mentioned about a ‘Miss Cheerilee’. This ‘Miss Cheerilee’ must be their Queen or something. Queen succubuses are the most powerful among their race and can spawn dozen of those ‘little demons’. Yoshi’s eyes widen after a realization. Could it be that one ‘succubus’ holding his Flowers is their Queen Overlord, this ‘Miss Cheerilee’? It would make sense with all of those ‘younger demons’ roaming about at that building. And there is a stone statue in the middle of their village that kind of looks like her. No wings, no horn; fits the description.

…wow…Yoshi hasn’t realized until now what he’s been facing up against. A Demon Queen! Of all the creatures to steal his Flowers, steal his chance of winning the Bonus Challenge, it has to be powerful Demon Queen.

Greeaaaaaat…

Yoshi slump back uneasily on his throne of bodies and let out a disapproving moan. Well that sucks. Now he has to fight the ‘succubus’s’ Queen. But what really puzzles him the most is how their Queen manages to snag away the Flowers from the jungle area of Yoshi’s Island. Surely she didn’t just travel through a portal and--

Suddenly, the dino-dragon reptile shot himself straight up with a tense expression.

No…it can’t be but-- maybe…..-- perhaps…….yes….Yes. It makes sense now. It’s the only explanation. All of the pieces of the shattered puzzle have finally been reassembled back into place. Yoshi didn’t want to believe it at first, but the evidence was clear as day:

The missing Flowers.

The ‘Hidden Secret Area’.

The Portal.

These ‘succubus’s’.

Their community and lifestyle.

Their little demon offspring’s.

The Queen Overlord.

Yoshi hopped off his ‘throne’ and walked away, ignoring the forest creatures bowed in respect or backed away in fear. He was too consumed in his thoughts to care and kept thinking about the horrible revelation on his discovery. Two simple words that now plague him…

Mass Invasion!!!!! (Please take note that our reptilian hero is not only stupid but also f-ing crazy.)

Yes. An invasion scheme is being deployed…or rather has already begun. Apparently, this Queen ‘Miss Cheerilee’ has opened a portal from underneath the island and stolen the Flowers. She merges them into her body and probably became even more powerful. Yoshi snapped his fingers in understanding. He did saw the entire village having symbols of…’stuff’ on their rear ends, some that he recognized. Those ‘succubus’s’ must have stolen random things all over Yoshi’s Island to make themselves stronger…somehow. Even the little ‘youngbus’s’ that he saw have random symbols on them! It’s the only logical sense!

The green reptile has to take steady slow breaths to calm his nerves. His self appointed mission to recover the missing three Flowers has led him to a discovery of a full scale onslaught that will soon happen. It was much bigger than winning that Bonus Challenge. Now the whole island and his Yoshi brethren’s lives are at stake. Hell, maybe all of Mushroom World! The Queen, this ‘Miss Cheerilee’ Overlord, plans and her army needs to be foiled and stopped, defeated even. He has to be the one to stop them…but how…? All of his ideas to retrieve the Flowers have failed to mere ‘succubus children’…with high levels of intellect.

…no…

Yoshi then smack his balled fist against his open palm. A burning fiery of determination shone in his eyes. No. Yoshi refuses to give up! But how will he stop these ‘monsters’? He can’t out strength a whole entire society and their defensives seems to be made specifically to out match a Yoshi. If only-- …wait…yes… Yes. Of course! At that instant Yoshi has devised a new plan. He knew what he had to do, but first he needs materials. And he knew where to get them.

A Few Minutes Later….

Yoshi found himself back in this hellhole of a town filled with ‘deceitful monsters’. Said ‘monsters’ have seemed to turn in for the night, as most of their house windows are lit. The green reptile didn’t bother sneaking around since the open nightfall provided him plenty of dark and shadowy covers. The moon hung in the middle of the sky, seemingly the only light source along with millions of twinkling stars.

Yoshi stomped his way towards a fancy looking tall building. Fist clenched tight he then punched the side of the building, killing it instantly as he watches the wall crumbles and fell apart. He has to move fast. Gathering what he needed the green reptile bolted out of there.

Rarity, her face covered in lime-green substance, her mane secured in place by curly pins, and wearing a fluffy blue bedroom robe hurriedly came downstairs soon afterwards. “What was that noise? Sweetie, you’re down here jumping on the furniture again are you? I told you to not be--” The fashionista Unicorn mare stopped dead in her tracks and let out un-ladylike screamed once she saw the newly large opening in her home. She frantically flailed her hooves around for a good minute before quickly going over to her sofa and, unnecessarily, fell dramatically on it.

Sweetie Belle soon came downstairs as well, yawning tiredly from awakening from her peaceful dream that was disturbed. Eyes focus for the time being, the little filly glances over at her older sister wailing on the furniture. “…Rarity….what’s going on…?” she steadily asked before letting out another yawn. “Why are you….crying…?”

Rarity quickly lifted her head once she heard the familiar voice of her little sister. Just as soon as she saw the young Unicorn filly she choked and huffed on her sobbing. With tears still freefalling down her painted face, Rarity got off the sofa and waltz over to Sweetie Belle with outstretch hooves in such a drama queen display. Seeing this and knowing full well what’s about to happen, the little white Unicorn deadpanned and rolled her eyes before getting snatch into a caressing hug and weeping tears of disaster. The only thing the older sibling mare said that was understandable through her blubbering was repeating her little sister’s name, saying ‘of goddesses why’ multiple times, and something about the Gala last month.

With little to no emotions on her features, the poor Unicorn filly lazily glimpses around the room over the shoulder of her weeping sister. She really didn’t see anything out of the ordinary…expect for the huge hole in the wall. Sweetie Belle carelessly yawned again. It has been a long day for her. First she and her friends latest cutie mark discovery met a lot of flaws, then they we’re bullied at school again as perusal, and then her friends pretty much bailed out on her; Applebloom because something urgent happening at the farm, and Scootaloo because Rainbow Dash flew by and she wanted to hang out with her idol. Later afterwards she was splashed with water and got a boot to the head. Now what does she get after all that? Awoken by her sister with senseless drama-induce weeping and crying….and its 1 am in the morning. This was clearly too much for a filly her age to handle. So as such, she proceeded to do what anypony will do in a situation like this. She broke free from her sister’s embrace, trotted upstairs towards her bedroom, and went back to sleep.

Oblivious of this, Rarity continues to do her real special talent.

As fast as lightning Yoshi checked off the list of every building that he targeted. He broke into a Costume Shop, he ballet his way into a Jewelry Store, he roundhouse kicked down the Hardware Store’s front entrance, and he knocked over a Soap Stand…for some reason…

Everything was going smoothly as the green reptile gathered the necessary supplies. However, there was just one more thing he needed to ensure his plan is flawless…

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Thunderlane is the luckiest stallion alive. He has many dreams and wishes that he hopes to fulfill someday. Said dreams and wishes filled with him living the life of gaining honors, rewards, recommendations, fame, and all that good stuff. Dreams and wishes that are momentarily forgotten as he is too busy living his greatest fantasies that he was very fortunate enough to have happen to him.

The Royal Sisters have finally bestowed a blessing upon him.

During the last hour or so ago, somehow, the Pegasus pony has managed to hookup with-- not one-- but TWO smokin’ hot mares! And not just any smokin’ hot mares, but they were Ponyville’s very own spa ponies, Lotus Blossom and Aloe.

The best part? They we’re TWINS! One under each wing! *brohoof*

Thunderlane can’t recall the details on how such a remarkable blessing of this encounter happened, but he digresses. Why should he question the gambling odds and evens of the possibilities of such privileges to be hoofed over to him for no real logical reason? Clearly the Universe is working in his favor. That’s his story and he’s sticking with it.

Side by side clench to his being as they trotted down the empty night streets, Lotus Blossom, an Earth pony mare with baby blue coat and a light-pink mane and tail, nuzzling the stallion on his left, while her twin sister Aloe, palette-swap in similar colors, lean comfortably on the right side. All three ponies where heading straight towards a row of houses, one of them belonging to the sisters. Normally its customary for a stallion to invite their ‘lady friends’ over to their place of residents. But neither of the twin siblings aren’t looking forward to falling several stories through non-solidified clouds. Suffice to say, this was the best decision. There were no complaints.

Puffing out his dark magentaish grey color chest to showcase the tone muscle features, head held high with the gentle cool breeze flowing through his cyan grayish and lighter streak mohawk of a mane, Thunderlane’s toothy grin can’t possibly get anymore larger. His gold color eyes shone with absolute pride and stallionliness.

As they finally reach the spa sister’s house and before either sister can open the door, the Pegasus stallion suddenly had an idea. “Hey” He began by getting their attention. “How about…instead of going indoors, we’ll just have our…’fun time’ out here?” The dark grey Pegasus suggested boldly while slightly nodding.

Both spa twins looked at each other for a second before throwing their cobalt color eyes back at him questionably.

“Ehhh…but Meesta’ Thunderlane” Lotus Blossom started in her somewhat unique Eastern accent. “Vhy not enjoy da rest of da night inside, ja?”

“Ja. Vould it be cozier and warmer than da outdoors?” Aloe added in a similar accent.

Thunderlane responded by shaking his head sideways, still holding on to that ‘SWAG’ mug of a smirk. He’s about to have ‘fun’ with the finest twins in Ponyville, so he wanted to do something big, something wild that’ll be a memento for him to remember.

Plus he’ll have something to brag about later to his homies back at Cloudsdale.

“Oh no, no, ladies.” He said smoothly, draping a wing over each mare to guide them over to the alley between the houses. “Trust me, there’s nothing to worry about. You’ll be fine with a pony stud like me around.”

The spa twins we’re nervous, skeptical even, but they never put up any resistance as they we’re directed by the Pegasus stallion’s whim. As unusual it seems, but at the same time it was tempting, both pony mares managed to calm their nerves.

Then it began. They started off with slow physical nuzzling on the necks, and soon they preceded to face-suck each other with kisses. It was, like, hot and stuff. It was sooooo hot. There was, like, tongue, and face-sucking, and drooling, and more face-sucking. The narrow alleyway was filled with their soft groaning under the starry night sky as they continue to face-suck one another. This was some really hot stuff. I mean, if you’ve happened to walk by and saw this you’ll be like, ‘Wow, that’s really hot’. So yeah…it was good.

Thunderlane rear his head back, licking his lips as he flashed a toothy grin, eager to take things further.

….then they heard a noise.

All three ponies instantly turned their heads to the source of the sound around the corner of the buildings. Then they heard another noise, which sounded like somepony was making squawking yelps. Lotus Blossom and Aloe we’re slightly quivering and slowly backed away. They didn’t want to say anything earlier, but they we’re scared of something out there. During the last few hours before Luna’s moon has risen, there have been growing complaints about the town’s populace discovering missing foods and possessions from their homes and place of businesses. Eventually, the ponies have been sending reports, which have now been a growing concern all over Ponyville. Some of those collected reports have claim that very few ponies have seen a glimpse of something running around town, but they never got a good visual and some pass it up as their imagination. That’s what has been startling the spa twins, somepony or something is lurking in their home town.

“Hm. Must of been a stray cat or something.” Thunderlane shrugged nonchalantly. He turned his head to face the twin siblings. “Now, where were we--“ He abruptly stop when he saw the spa sisters briskly trotting to their front door. “H-hey! Where are you two going?”

“It iz not safe out at this time.” Aloe nervously declared. “Ve go in now. Joo can join us if joo wish.”

“Ja. Something is out there, something that iz causing problems all over Ponyville.” Lotus simply stated, equally scared as her sister.

The dark magentaish grey stallion rolled his eyes. “Oh come on, there is nothing to fear, Thunderlane is here.” He bravely declared, puffing his chest to seal the promising deal. All he got in return was the echoing sound of their door closed shut. His chest deflated as he sags in disappointment, but kept his hopes high. The mohawk Pegasus then spoke loud at the twins building next to him. “Ladies, please, there is nothing to worry about. Whatever it is, I’ll give it a nice planted buck with these bad boys!” He then flexed the muscles on his hindlegs.

Thunderlane flinch out of his ‘somewhat but not really impressive enough’ muscular pose when another squawk-like yelp sounded off, but now officially closer. Trying to keep his cool, the Pegasus pony slowly paced himself over to the direction of the noise, his head slightly held up. Whoever it was that was bothering his lady friends, they are going to be one sorry pony.

“Alright! Whoever you are, the game is over! Come out right now!” Thunderlane half demanded and half pleaded. Despite his appearance, the dark grey Pegasus was shaking from the inside. “…Or leave and don’t come back! I prefer if you choose the latter.”

Before he can even register what happened next, Thunderlane felt as if he was rammed by a carriage and was pinned down. His sight was blurry for a few seconds before he finally came to his senses. He nearly wished he didn’t. The pony stallion, pinned down on his back by…something gasped audibly from seeing the crazed expression presented in the eyes of his aggressor. It was hard to describe what it was in the shadows of the seemingly dark alley, but the pony stallion and can either guessed it was a dinosaur…or some type of dog. Dino-dog? He can smell the scented puff breathes exhaling from the creature’s mouth hitting his face, coated with…fruits?

Thunderlane was far beyond terrified, he could barely summon the strength to move, let alone scream. Whatever this thing is, it shifted slightly, moving one of its appendage-like arms behind its form as if to reach for something. The Pegasus pony eyes widen ever larger upon seeing the object in the ‘dino-dog creature thing’s’ grip; a two-piece sharp slender object with small ovals for holding.

“No… No! Please no!” Thunderlane pleaded, thrashing in vain as he tries to escape as the creature lower the device closer. “No! NO! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!”

A moment later, both Lotus Blossom and Aloe slowly peered out of their door. They heard some loud screaming nearby their house, and as much as they wanted to curl up next to each other in their beds within the safety confines of their home, they worried more about the nice gentlestallion. Bravely they carefully trotted pass the front door and check right beside their house. The light source from the moon shined perfectly in time at the small alleyway to reveal a shocking discovery. The spa sisters gasped in fright, placing a hoof to cover their mouths after seeing the sorry state of the dark magentaish grey pony.

Thunderlane, stallionliness pony this night, has been found quivering and crying like a foal on the ground as he ineffectively tried to cover his cut mohwak mane and missing tail.

“D-d-don’t look at m-meee…” The poor Pegasus tried to say through choking sobs and tears. “D-don’t l-look at me-meee….”

The spa twins slowly glance at one another, not sure what to do. Thoroughly humiliated and stallion pride broken, Thunderlane does know one thing for certain…

He’s not so lucky and definitely won’t get to have any ‘fun’ tonight.

LATER AFTERWARDS…

Stitching.

Measurements.

Hammering.

More Stitching.

Draping.

Super Glue.

Duck Tape.

Even MORE Stitching.

Cutting.

Coloring.

Welding.

Stitching Again.

And finally…Completion.

It took many long hours and dedicated hard work, but even so Yoshi has finally accomplished the task at hand. Swiping the running sweat from alongside his head, the green reptile observes the fruit of his labor. Hands on his hips he nodded to himself. Yoshi even surprises himself sometimes on how he’s capable to perform such a feat (if not anything at all), especially creating something like this. Using this, not only he’ll outsmart those ‘four legged demons’, this will also be their downfall. He’ll put a stop to their evil invasion plans to take over his island home by using this.

Obviously it was Yoshi’s fate, his destiny to discovery this ‘underworld monster paradise’ and put an end to them. This has to be some sort of prophecy. Yes, a prophecy to that foretold a lone brave Yoshi who defeated ‘demons’ who tried to dominate a peaceful island. Yes, that sounds just about right. This reminded our dino-dragon hero of the spoken lore of his Yoshi ancestors, a ‘Green’ Yoshi to be specific, who have encounter a being who fell from the sky and change the lives of the Yoshi Clan forever. This fallen being was forever known by his fellow brethrens as, ‘The Red Crying Thing’. The ‘Green’ Yoshi from many moons past brought the ‘The Red Crying Thing’ back to the village of the Yoshi’s. ‘The Red Crying Thing’ has somehow communicated with the ‘Green’ leader of lore and instructed the whole village to take it all over the island to locate another being who was known as ‘Green Thing That’s Cries Even Louder’.

Oh, and they fought Koopas.

This story alone had a huge impact on the culture of the Yoshi Clan’s. Many of them far and wide throughout Mushroom World were inspired by such a historical tale, every ‘Green’ color Yoshi from then on has been appointed automatically as the leader of their village. As such lead to traditions.

There was follow-up on that legendary lore. The Green Yoshi has once again encounter ‘The Red Crying Thing’, however, there was more fallen beings in different shapes and size, who cried just as equally loud.

…but that’s another story for another time.

Anyways, the jest of it all, seeing himself born ‘Green’ color from the many bloodlines of his ancestors past, Yoshi believes that he is destined to stop a growing community of ‘demons’ and bring forth a new chapter in the lore of the Yoshi’s. Yes, as appointed leader through birthrights, he’ll be legendary, his name will be forever known, and most importantly, he’ll rub it in the face of that douchbag of a bastard, Yellow Yoshi. Ohhh, how much Yoshi despises Yellow Yoshi, always humiliating him, disrespecting him, and purposely stepping on his boots and stealing his share of the fuzzies to huff! Yes, Yoshi loathes his yellow color brethren entirely.

The green reptile stretches his arms and let out a big yawn. For the first time since he started working, he took in his surroundings. He now realized that he’s been constructing his master plan within the confines of a wooden cottage connected to a large tree. He, also, now realizes that there are a ridiculous amount of animals that litter the place. Some of them he recognizes and others he has no freaking clue about. The animals here were really smart. Just as soon as they caught sight of the demented-looking Yoshi barged through the frontdoor, they either hid or ran away. Yoshi could have sworn there was an annoying white rabbit that repeatedly kicked his ankle. Whatever happened to it?

Yoshi shrugged and yawn once more. It was getting really late and sunrise is due soon, judging by the position of the moon outside one of the windows. Our hero made his way up to the second floor of the cottage, completely oblivious to the small green-spotted white egg nearby a wall that wiggle faintly. He stumbles upon the first room he saw and was thankful that it contains a nice comfy bed. Yoshi briefly wonders who once lived here with a bunch of animals. Another drowsing yawn escapes from his mouth. He stretched his arms wide, involuntarily knocking over a picture frame of a yellow Pegasus with a pink mane off the nightstand. It went unnoticed.

Oh well, not his problem. As if he’ll pass up a free opportunity to sleep comfortably indoors. Way better than the dense icky forest. Besides, it’s not like a timid, forever alone, animal loving creature lives here, right? ….Right!

With his thoughts and worries at ease and fatigued taking over, Yoshi laid snuggly under the sheets and instantly fell asleep. First thing at sunrise he’ll get his master plan ready and set into motion. Yoshi is seemingly the only capable force that can put a stop to their terrorism invasion.

…oh, and get his three Flowers. That’s important to.

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Elsewhere, Deep Within the Everfree Forest…

No matter how loud she’ll scream or how hard she’ll struggle, Fluttershy couldn’t break free from her eggshell prison. But then again with the dwelling monsters that lurk after her entrapped being, maybe it was for the best. While the trapped Pegasus mare continues to roll along the dirt ground many of the inhabitants of the dense forest gave chase, solely enraptured in getting that egg. There was just something about that egg the creatures of the forest couldn’t get their minds off. All they can think about is just the egg.

The sealed timid Pegasus eventually came to a rolling stop. The egg still continues to pointlessly wiggled in-place. Just within seconds, many inhabitants surrounded the green-spotted white egg. It was almost if the whole forest was there to get their claws, paws, maws, and any other indication of the phrase to have that runaway egg. Ranging from rock embodied Cragdailes, the furious Manticores, the bird-like reptilian Cockatrices, and, surprisingly, Iron Will was there to along with many others, gradually approach the egg hoping to fulfill their ideal intentions to do whatever with it…

Suddenly, all of the monsters went still. They can feel an ungodly presence. As if their instincts were guiding them, each and every one of the surrounding forest dwellers looked towards the sky at the source. As the canopy of the trees departed themselves from the will of a powerful entity to reveal itself, said entity hovered downwards in a slow ominous manner while the night sky began to change into a deadly red mixture to signify it’s welcoming. Its own appearance spells out unimaginable horror. Numerous strands of tendril-like limbs dangle blow its form, while many of them carelessly floated in the air. Compact together like a bumpily sphere that actually makeup its entire body are giant meaty balls that are attached with endless strands of its limbs. The creature has two eye balls that hover in-place above its revolting body from some of the long tendrils that makeup its eye socket. They glow with a reflection of its dominance, its intrepidity to any being, and its absolute judgment on life and death as if the omnipotent entity resembles a god. The Everfree inhibitors, and Iron Will who let out a ‘manly’ scream, all ran away from its very presents.

It was the Giant Spaghetti Monster!

Eyeing the egg, the Giant Spaghetti Monster lowers one of its noodle appendages to grab hold of the sealed Pegasus mare. The pasta deity, having a firm gripped, gaze at the seemingly indestructible shell with its eyes of judgment. There are over millions of possibilities that can happen to the poor timid pony. Whether they are unjust or justified, the neutral Italian god will do what it sees fit.

But then, out of nowhere another powerful entity made its presence. The Giant Spaghetti Monster slowly rotated its eyes to view the monstrous being coming from behind. Unlike the god-like spaghetti’s formal leisure and portentous approach, this other creature was far more rash and destructive with its welcoming. Leaving a trail of its devastation that always seems unnoticeable until the last minute was a giant creature with burning red eyes filled with hate for mankind and its deep unforgiving rage. It easily towered above the forest from its lower belly. Its body was covered in scales that can crack diamonds with ease, and it has many sharp teeth and powerful claws that have destroyed numerous cities, homes, and countries for many decades.

It was…Godzilla!!!

The entitled ‘King of All Monsters’ let out a deafening roar that tremble the foundation of surrounding trees and cleared the sky of its clouds. Godzilla was not please seeing another powerful entity. The Giant Spaghetti Monster was no different. Tossing away the now forgotten egg, the pasta deity set its sights on the opposing adversary that has challenged its might. The Giant Spaghetti Monster didn’t howl out a battle cry; it didn’t have to even if it could.

Action speaks louder than words.

The two omnipotent beasts then charge at one another. Godzilla running-stomps rattle the ground as if a sudden earthquake were to begin. The massive lizard threw a few devastating punches at the opponents fleshy body as they collided. The strikes were painful, but not enough to simply best a mere god. The Giant Spaghetti Monster returned the favor by slashing its many limp appendages like a whip all around the King of Monsters, leaving deep scorch marks from each strike on his hard scales. Godzilla felt each sting from the attack and grunted from each strike. The minor pain all around his face and parts of his upper-body annoyed him for each stung he felt. Godzilla wasn’t going to sit back and take it, so he quickly reaches out and grab hold of a few noodle tentacles and yanked as hard as he could. Loud squishy wet noise echoes as a few strands of the spaghetti god’s appendages’ were ripped from its body by its opponent. Godzilla tossed the bundle of amputated limbs aside and roared in pleasing gratitude. However, the Giant Spaghetti Monster remained stoic and simply spawned new appendages to replace the ones that were forcefully ripped from it.

Seeing this new development, the giant reptilian wasn’t please. He retaliated by spewing a stream of his infamous fiery Atomic Breath attack, coating the giant pasta deity with whitish-blue flames and burning its meaty flesh body. Using its mighty telekinetic powers, the Giant Spaghetti Monster lifted a piece of earth from behind the 50 stories tall reptile and flung it against the back of his head. The collision was strong enough to knock him forward on the ground and ceasing his fire assault. Godzilla let out a painful shriek as he fell, shaking the surrounding remains of the dense forest with another quake. It didn’t stop there, as the monstrous pasta god wrapped the giant lizard with its many tendril-like appendages and delivered megawatts upon megawatts of electricity through his body, making him shriek louder. With all his strength, Godzilla manages to stand back up and free one of his arms. He slashed with his claw and crunched his powerful mouth on the floating pasta deity, shredding many bits and pieces of its body and noodle tentacles everywhere.

If Godzilla never tasted Italian pasta before, he has now.

Still being ripped to shreds and practically being eaten alive, the Giant Spaghetti Monster sought out a new method of counterattack or an advantage to best this powerful entity of a reptile. Wrapping more tentacle noodles around the lizards form the giant pasta god easily lifted him off the ground. Godzilla didn’t even letup on his onslaught even when he’s still being electrocuted. The Giant Spaghetti Monster, still gripping the ‘King of all Monsters’, then began to levitate itself higher in the sky. Higher and higher the monstrous Italian deity continues, bypassing the clouds until they became a speck in the sky. Easily passing through the hemisphere and exiting the orbit of the planet, the Giant Spaghetti Monster, keeping vigilant of its captive’s joyride, plummet through an asteroid belt, ramming into many giant space rocks of all shapes and sizes on the expose massive lizard. Godzilla, enduring his ordeal, held strong through the pain as his tough body suffers from being bashed on nearly every floating boulder. Electrocution, restraints, no oxygen, and constantly pelted by rocks; his opponent has far greater strategy then him. This may be the end for the King of all--… From the corner of his eyes, Godzilla saw something that’ll give him the winning edge.

It was a gigantic wormhole.

This was his only chance. Summoning all of his embodied primal powers, Godzilla was granted the strength to not only tear himself free, but also snatch a claw full of the spaghetti god’s many appendages. The giant reptilian began to swing around in place, going faster and faster for each rotation. With enough velocity, he let go of his grip, sending the Italian monstrosity straight at the wormhole…along with himself. Apparently, the Giant Spaghetti Monster foresaw what his opposing reptilian opponent was trying to do, so as a last ditch effort, it managed to latch a long noodle tentacle around his tail before getting thrown. Godzilla let out a roar as he, along with the pasta deity, were sucked into the giant vortex. Even in the state they are in, the two powerful entities continue to fight, throwing punch after punch, and burning tentacle slap after slap.

Will either of them survive? If they did, where will they end up and who’ll win the outcome of the battle?

No one will know for certain…

Anyways, back on the ‘planet of the ponies’, Fluttershy’s entrapped eggshell flew across the Everfree Forest heading towards the mountainside. She was going at a fast rate of speed and was about to make contact with the ridged landscaping of rocks. From all of the rolling, tossed around, and getting knocked just about everywhere, surely this collision will free the poor mare from her imprisonment.

…unfortunately, fate has a sick sense of humor planned out for the timid pony and denied her request for freedom. A huge red Dragon just so happen to fly around that particularly area at this time. The red Dragon saw the freefalling egg heading for the mountains, and, for the first time in the last couple of hours in history, the fire breathing reptile has accomplished what all of the other fore-mention creatures hasn’t been able to do.

He caught the egg.

Without wasting any time, the red Dragon flew somewhere at the volcanic parts of the mountain and headed inside a cave, Fluttershy clench tight in his claws.

If Fluttershy planned on living a happy life, it’s over now.

To Be Continued…

In Which, Yoshi Does Stuff

Many hours has pass since Princess Luna’s giant glowing rock has finally settle itself down, while her sister proceeded to raise the enormous ball of fire in its place, signaling a new day has begun. Gone with the stars as they cleared away to leave nothing but a clear blue sky. Bland of the sort, nothing special or anything worthwhile to gaze upon other than the burning ball slowly maneuvering across the sky to specify every living creature that it’s day time. But what more could be provided? There’s only so little originality the Princess of the Sun can even offer with this display of a blue atmosphere.

Isn’t moving a nuclear furnace around the world good enough?

Anyways, it was another lovely mid-morning day in Ponyville. Everypony was out and going about their businesses as usual. Business shops, stands, and stores are open to the town public; ponies are buying what they need to restock on products or what they want in specific interest. Stallions and mares alike mingled with their friends, families, and others as the day rolls on. Store owners are pitching in special sales on their stocks in order to compete against rival businesses. Davenport, a stallion pony and owner of his ‘Quills & Sofa’ shop, wasn’t exactly happy with the newly constructed and now opened for business ‘Pens & Furniture’ building across the street.

All in all, nothing out of the ordinary in the ‘slice of life’ Ponyville!

…well, except, maybe there are a few growing complaints here….and there….

Ponyville’s civilians are on constant high alert.

Ever since yesterday the town has been going through a bit of a crisis with all of the weird ‘mumbo jumbo’ happening all around their home. Many of the pony inhabitants have to double check their surroundings and kept their ears high to detect any unnatural noises. Some of the mares carried around baseball bats and frying pans, just in case. Some of the stallions wore various hats and helmets that hid their whole mane and their tails are covered behind casual pants, because they heard what happen to a certain Pegasus last night and they are not going take the risk. A great number of the general public have a tendency to spread rumors. Rumors that will spread like a virus and get the attention of everypony in town, which will then turn into a full blown conspiracy if it connects with the problems at hoof.

There are a lot of problems in Ponyville right now…

And what better way to solve the problem? Why, the answer is simple; report it to somepony! But who exactly? Just who in the right order of position and power that the ponies can deliver their mutual complaints to? Well…Ponyville just so happens to be run by a mayor…

Mayor Mare the mare who is the Mayor of mare’s mareness-es whose the mare-st of a mare with mayor-y qualities-- (I can’t do this, there’s a joke in there somewhere).

Anyways, Mayor Mare sat behind her wide desk, which was hoofcrafted from the bark of orichalcum trees that were fused with mahogany materials. It was imported straight from the Crystal Empire. It cost the pony mare a flank load of bits, but it was worth every gold piece.

It made a certain teacher pony’s desk look like a piece of sh-

As previously stated, the mayor pony was seated behind her amazing workplace. Her pale, light grayish amber coated hoof worked overtime as she signed, scribbled, and wrote documents after documents of filed paper work from the ridiculously stack piles of the towns complaints. After another paper was signed off, Mayor Mare grabbed another from the stack that threatens to tumble over every now and then. She sweeps a patch of her bluish gray and lighter streak mane away from her vision as she skims through the lengthy and overly exasperated worded wall of text. She momentarily stopped reading and let out an aggravated groan. Being mayor of a whole town comes with many perks, but also its drawbacks. Nothing new to her. When she was first elected as Ponyville’s Mayor she knew what future line of work awaits her; she knew what she’ll have to deal with. She has, after all, been doing this for years, even got reelected…twice.

But this…all these sudden growing problems and reports all over her town…it’s like…really? Mayor Mare’s phthalo blue eyes resumes scanning every pointless word on the paper, not really reading anything as her mind drifted off to major topics of previously read reports while her eyes are on auto-pilot. The citizens of Ponyville are a complete nervous wreck. So far there have been countless reports on break-ins, stolen products, property invasion and destruction, anonymous threats, bombing, arson, attempt foalnapping, and-- this was the tip of the iceberg-- giant monster sightings. Just as soon as she read the part about a flying spaghetti, that’s when she finally lost it.

Mayor Mare slammed both of her hooves on her desk. The force was enough to make her stack of paperwork fall and cover the floor. “No.” She simply declared, staring straight ahead for a second before moving away from workplace. “No.” The grayish amber mare stated again. “No. Buck this. I’m on vacation.”

Mayor Mare grabbed both of her suitcases nearby that were conveniently packed, and she proceeds to leave the Town Hall building, hoping inside of a carriage that was conveniently parked in front of her home.

“Where would you like to go, ma’am?” the stallion driver asked.

“To Canterlot please, specifically the fanciest motel you can find.” She requested while getting herself comfortable.

“Can do.” The pony stated before pulling the carriage along, heading their way out of town.

As the carriage pony driver made his way through the streets of Ponyville, the carriage pass by the Bookshop. The doors open afterwards with a baby dragon carrying a few books and a pony mare walking out with a bundle of volumes gripped in her magic.

“Thanks again for the discount on the books!” said Twilight Sparkle at the cashier before the frontdoor fully closes. She and her number one assistant, Spike, walked down the block heading towards the Golden Oak Library. Twilight practically had a joyous spring in each step. “Oh whoa, I can’t believe the entire complete series of ‘Giga Griffon the Unjust: Theories of the Cosmic Havens’ volumes 1-9 were just sitting there in the back rows of the store’s shelves!” The lavender mare stated almost giddily.

“Oh yeah. That’s really somethin’.” Spike answered blandly.

Twilight didn’t catch the cynical tone in her little dragon assistant’s voice. “I know isn’t it great? A few centuries ago Giga is the very first Griffon in history to ever accomplish a feat to study the cosmetic forces of the celestial energies within the outer reaches of space! All without the use of magic! Isn’t that amazing?!”

“Meh, it’s so-so.”

“Within these pages are clawwritten details and statistics of Giga’s discovery! Hundreds of years of almost thought to be long lost information and to think I merely bought them at such a low price!” The lavender mare can barely contain herself as she clapped her hooves together with a bright smile paste on her face.

The baby dragon raised a speculating brow at his mentor/guardian/slave driver/adopted-mother/best friend. “…yeah. You know, it’s kinda funny how such ‘ancient’ and ‘long lost’ books were instantly 90% off by the cashier.”

“It was probably a customer appreciation day. Oh, maybe I’ve won some sort of reward for being the 1000th customer to be check-out!”

Spike narrowed his eyes with a playful small smirk appearing. “…or, perhaps it’s because-- oh I don’t know, because you’re really popular?”

Twilight slowed her pace to a completed stop, as did Spike, the second those words enter her head. “What? Wha-- popular?” She shook her head as if the statement alone was implausible. “Don’t be ridiculous, Spike, I’m just regular ‘ol Twilight.”

The little reptile countered by rolling his eyes before continuing onwards. “Sure, whatever you say your ‘M’.”

Twilight instinctively flex-- she an Alicorn by the way, if…if you didn’t know……so now you know…-- Twilight instinctively flexed her wings after getting even the slightest hint of her now current title. Yes, as an Alicorn Princess, Twilight Sparkle has been getting a lot of attention then she usually does. Getting discounts was just barely the scratch of the surface; sometimes the Ponyville citizens will just throw free stuff at her.

Quite literally…

Even the stallions have been a lot more communicative towards her than ‘regular Twilight’. You don’t get bonus points for playing as the hot librarian these days. Nopony think books are smexy! …well, Ponyville for all Twilight knows… Being a princess did give her some benefits.

…too many benefits.

The lavender Alicorn caught up with her dragon assistant, her books hovering by her side in her magical grasps. She threw him a challenging look, aware that his teasing at her self-proclaim statement of being ‘regularly normal’ was his effective fort to get under her fur. In truth, her excuse was a mask to cover up the fact that she really did love getting all of this attention that ‘old Twilight’ never got. “Oh really? Well, Spike, my most reliable subordinate, please pry tell of any evidence that will support your case.”

“Hmmm…weeell. Remember that one specific incident with Derpy?”

==FLASHBACK==

Twilight Sparkle was simply minding her own business while trotting down the afternoon streets of Ponyville. While the laven-- she’s now a Unicorn....in this flashback. …just…just making it clear…so yeah…

…anyways, the lavender Unicorn was walking when suddenly she was joined side-by-side with a light-gray Pegasus, Ditzy ‘Derpy’ Doo. Twilight acknowledged with a smile, but then after awhile she realized that wherever she goes the mail delivering Pegasus will follow suit. She stops to face the cross-eyed mare. “Um, Derpy…can I help you with anything?”

“No thanks, I’m fine.” Derpy replied with a smile.

“Ooookay…mind if I ask why you’re following me around?”

“The ‘Higher-ups’ told me to.” she simply answered.

Twilight raised an eyebrow. “Higher-ups?”

“Uh huh, I was told to fellow you around all day to make you look more noticeable in comparison.”

“What?!” the Unicorn pony was shock and insulted. “That’s ridiculous, I don’t nee-“

Filthy Rich interrupts her while walking by. “Why, good afternoon Ms. Sparkle. I must say, you’re looking quite lovely today.”

Twilight instantly pulled Derpy closer. She has a huge grin on her face. “Thank you!”

==PRESENT==

The young Alicorn mare shook her head in disagreement. “Spike, that was a long time ago. How does that even count with me right now?”

“Uhhh…” Spike simply answered her question by gesturing to a certain Pegasus mare tied on her back in rope, who, apparently, was entirely unnoticed until now. Twilight nervously skims her eyes everywhere else, not wanting to acknowledge the slight movement from the mailmare who was forcefully tied down against her will. Spike got a good look at the poor pony. Her fur and mane was unkempt as if she hasn’t been properly groomed in days. How long has Twilight kept her like this? It was nothing short of amazing that nopony else has said a word.

“…um, Princess?” Derpy finally spoke up. “I need to…use the little filly’s room…”

Twilight quickly shot her head towards the mailmare. “Your princess orders you to stay silent!”

“Yes ma’am!” The light-gray Pegasus squealed from fright and remains motionless.

The lavender mare turned back to Spike, who now bares a deadpanned expression while shaking his head slightly. The young Alicorn hanged her head and sighed, feeling somewhat embarrassed. Spike was right. Despite her best cautious to remain normal with her status, getting all of this attention got the best of her. For crying out loud, she’s using another pony to make herself appear more noticeable just because she was a lesser being. She’s already a PRINCESS, how much more attention does she need? Focusing her magic Twilight manipulated the bonding ropes around her and the mailmare, loosening them up so Derpy can fall on the ground and galloped away. Twilight made a mental note to apologies later…

”Oh boy…” She thought with a mental sigh. ”I sure hope the entire town doesn’t count a strike against my actions. Things already are bad enough as it is...”

With that topic in mind, Twilight has just remembered that she promised a specific farm pony with her aid at the orchards. With all of the reckless occurrences happening all around Ponyville, Twilight and her friends has taken upon themselves to try and solve the pileup issues. Harmony was starting to shatter in itself in this very town, their home. Who’s job is it to retain that peace is nopony else but the six Bearers of Harmony! …well, five-- scratch that-- four actually; Fluttershy’s sudden disappearance was a entirely new problem on its own, and Rainbow Dash, unfortunately for timing, was selected to join the Wonder Bolts on tour across Equestria and won’t be back until next week. Twilight is hoping that letter she wrote will reach her soon. All of Ponyville is going through some major problems and one of her best friends has gone missing.

What a pickle.

The purple scale dragon let out a small yelp when he was unexpectedly lifted in the air by some sort of force that bended his will against him. Once he was place down on something soft and furry, Spike came to understand that it was Twilight Sparkle who did that in her sudden decision to rush things along. Once again the lavender princess mare use her magic, this time grasping the two books in Spike’s possession, teleporting them along with the ones she still held in her magical field to the interior library.

Twilight looked back to her assistant with a sheepish grin. “Sorry, but we need to hurry. Applejack is waiting for us, and I don’t want to keep her on standby especially with all of this craziness happening in town.”

“Ponyville is going on a crisis and you found enough time to shop for books.” Spike stated as the young Alicorn princess trotted onwards. “Are you sure you’re alright in that giant mind of yours? You’ve seem more unfocused, which is unusual.”

Twilight, still moving, turned her head back at her passenger with a raise eyebrow. “Are you kidding me? I am, in fact, on top of the situation and can easily identify anypony or anything that seems unbefitting.” Right after she said that, the young Alicorn mare suddenly bumped into somepony, making that pony fall on the ground with a surprise squeak-like yelp. “Oops! I’m so sorry!” Twilight was quick to apologies and helped the pony back on its feet. “Sorry, should have looked where was I going.” Feeling embarrassed, and knowing her baby dragon assistant will use this as an arsenal in their next debate, Twilight quickly spread her wings and took flight, heading straight for Sweet Apple Acres.

If Twilight was more focus and wasn’t struggling with her newfound attention whoring, probably, maybe, perhaps she’ll notice how ’unbefitting’ the pony she rammed into was…

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EARILER

Out on the far side of Ponyville and near the boarders of the Everfree Forest, there lies a wooden cottage. Within the confines of the house was nothing but silent, only with the exception of faint snoring coming from the next floor up. The mid-morning golden sunlight pierce through the windows of the cottage, directing their rays on the figure that lay spread out in a lewd position on the comfy mattress. After a few loud exhale of breathing from the mouth, the sunrays that blanket his face, eventually, made Yoshi jolt awake from his peaceful slumber.

Yoshi stretch his arms wide with a yawn. After setting them down he then scratch the side of his stomach. The green reptile took notice that his long tongue, slightly dry, was hanging out of the side of his mouth, so he rolled it up and place it back in its rightful place.

Before he was awoken Yoshi was having the most pleasant dream he has ever gotten. Let’s just say it involves lots and lots of fruits. But then again, isn’t that what all Yoshis dream about?

Yoshi hops out of bed making his way towards the door of the room. He briefly wondered who is the owner of this house and if he/she/it may or may not have returned. Taking absolutely no notice of the breaking-snap sounds of the picture frame being stepped on from the floor, our reptilian hero made his way onto ground level and proceeded to do the number one thing that he always do when he wakes up in a strangers home in the morning.

He raided their food cabinets. No shame what-so-ever.

To his dismay there were barely much to his liking to eat besides a couple of salads, hays, carrots, and milk. Yoshi checked and double checked wherever that contains food. The refrigerator and even the pantries, nothing but weeks worth of food products you feed your pets with. Gag! This only left unsatisfied emptiness in Yoshi’s stomach. Emptiness that painfully reminded our green hero how incredibly delicious those apples he ate were…

Coping with the insatiate grumble of his tummy, Yoshi decides now was the time for him to put his plan into motion. If saving his island home meant starving for a while then it’ll be worth the trouble. The green reptile stepped into the living room where his ‘Ultimate Weapon’ awaits under a sheet for concealing. He grabbed and pulled the sheet off. Yoshi’s breath was taken away from the sheer beauty of his creation.

He almost shed a tear.

Yoshi looked out the window and read the position of the sun hovering across the sky. It’s almost close to noon. Each and every second counts and Yoshi mustn’t waste any of them. Who knows when these ‘demons’ will launch their attack and what exactly their Queen Overlord, this ‘Miss Cheerilee’, intentions are to do with his world. But Yoshi does know one thing; he must stop them, no matter what. No matter what.

…unless he…well, broke his leg or something like that, then Yoshi guess they won….yeah…

Anyways, getting back on track, our dino-dragon hero got his weapon up and ready.

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Yoshi’s Log Entry #1:

11 hundred 50 hours

Location - ‘Demon Village’

Status report - Hungry….but can bare for now. Slightly nervous….will get over it soon. Successfully infiltrated enemy territory. Newly devised plan now in motion. Mission Object; stop invasion, now in motion. Target Objective; Succubus Queen….unsighted.

Yoshi put away his handheld recorder that he was using to, obviously, record his progress while surveying his surroundings. He was indeed back in the bustling streets of the enemy community. However, unlike yesterday and during the late night, he wasn’t keeping himself hidden. He’s no longer playing stealth. He’s not diving under for cover and using cardboard boxes to move around unseen. No. Yoshi no longer requires such tedious tactics when his ‘greatest master plan’, his ‘ultimate weapon’ have been put to full use of its capability.

Many stallions, mares, colts, and fillies all stare for a brief moment at the freakiest looking…whatever it is, they have ever seen walked into town. The…’equine thing’ looked like he got hit by the ‘fugly ugly carriage’. If anything, he can rival Discords ugly mug of appearance. As a matter of fact, no, the new creature made the reformed Spirit of Chaos and Disharmony look handsome…and that’s saying a lot.

Covering the upperbody portion of his body was leather fabric with a bluish hue of fur glue together. The seals from the sew ups are hardly visible under the fur and glue. The head was structure wide with many patches of almost noticeable stitching all around. There are two large eye holes and a larger opening below Yoshi’s snout for a mouth. A pair of oddly shaped of what appears to be ears sandwich a messy mop of cyan grayish streaks of hair on top. There are also small lumps running along the back of the neck. The leather fabric of Yoshi’s arms, the left sewed on the shoulder while the other already connected, have larger and wider bulky ends with no fingers. The lower half was stitched together by the same leather material, only instead of the bluish color it’s now a lighter shade of yellow fur. Some lines of sewing were mostly visible along the back and down the right leg as if there was proof of recent surgery. The stub end for the tail was wider and longer with fluffy multi-colors strands of blue in different varieties. Underneath the tail was a buttoned up flap for…’business’ use. Yoshi even kept his orange shoes on. The green reptile continues his trek, walking on all fours to fit in with the crowd.

….encase you didn’t know, YES, Yoshi disguised himself as a Pony!

Yoshi kept calm and mousy on, fully aware of the staring eyes of these ‘monstrous devils’. His heart dares to burst out of his chest as it beats faster every second. However, he kept his cool in appearance. Slowly, ever-so painfully slow his heart rate descended to a more satisfying level of tempo pulsing so the green reptile can concentrate more thoroughly. Their questionable stares and gawking glances were brief as they continued with their daily routines and chitchat with one another. Thankfully, none of them approach Yoshi, which meant only one thing…

Yoshi’s ’greatest plan ever’, Operation: ‘Disguise self as a ‘demon’ to easily slip pass their defenses and blend in among their brethren people to find and locate their queen’, was a HUGE success! His hard on work disguise was flawless! He looks just like them! The added bonus was walking on all fours. Normally, Yoshis leans more towards the bipedal standers of their evolution, but his body can easily adjust for the time being. This makes his plan all the more perfect. As a matter of fact, Yoshi’s plan was SO great he’ll have to make up a new word for how incredibly perfect it was! It was genius, brilliant! No, brilliant, genius!

’Brilnius’! Yes, Yoshi’s plan was ’Brilnius’!!!

Yoshi’s Log Entry #2:

11 hundred 55 hours

Location - ‘Demon Village’

Status Report - Disguise was a ‘Brilnius’ success! Succubus populace believes Yoshi to be one of them. Defensive are useless, can easily breach without problems. Continue with Mission Objective; stop invasion. Target Objective; Succubus Queen…still undetected. Continuing with search.

Our clever reptilian hero proceeded his way through town, now with nerves of steel since his perfect disguise was ‘Brilnius’. He ‘trotted’ in an awkward fashion as he tries to mimic the walking style of these creatures. To him, he was doing a marvelous job to blend in. To them, those that are paying attention, the ‘weird looking pony’ either has cramps or really in need to the nearest restroom.

Probably both.

Surveying some more, Yoshi has come to understand that his time to stop this massacre of an invasion has come short. He noticed that some of the ‘succubus’s’ are now wielding weapons and most of the others, mainly the ‘manbus’, have dawn themselves in protected armor wear. It’s only a matter of time before the Queen ‘Miss Cheerilee’ unleashed her armed forces.

Yoshi’s Log Entry #3:

11 hundred 57 hours

Location - ‘This demon place’

Status report - Just discovered demons are preparing for their takeover. Need to hurry and sabotage their invasion before it’s too late. Mission Objective is still a go. Target Objective is somewhere; need to revisit the Big Red Building pronto.

Note to self; still hungry…may revisit that farm to hopefully stock on remaining apples. Reminder, need to speak with Fuzzy Dealer once returned to Yoshi’s Island; running low on that also.

……..bow chika bow wow chika chika bow wow chika-- ACK!

Barely keeping watch to where he was ‘trotting’ towards, Yoshi bumped into something that knocked him over like a bowling ball to bowling pins…only he was the pin and it wasn’t fun.

Yoshi never went Bowling…he doesn’t know what ‘Bowling’ is…

Before he can completely register what happen, all he heard was a gasped from someone and being lifted back on his feet and hands. “Oops! I’m so sorry!” announced the feminine voice. Yoshi froze when he realized he made direct contact with the enemy! She was a purplish ‘succubus’ with many highlights of darker shade of purple hair. What was most shocking was that she had wings and a horn. A super bred perhaps? “Sorry, should have looked where I was going.” Quickly as she came the ‘demon’ spread her wings and took off flying somewhere.

Yoshi momentarily stood there absorbing all of this new found information. A wing AND horn ‘succubus’. What does this mean? And…and did he saw a small reptile riding it?

Yoshi’s Log Entry #4:

11 hundred 57 and ¾ of an hour

Location - ‘Still traveling this hell hole’

Status report - New discovery! Elite Succubus! Have wings for flight and a horn. Possible creation from their Queen to mass produce stronger demons. Living proof the Succubus Queen is gaining power!

Also, for some reason, Elite Succubus’s has a symbiotic connection with purple lizards to ride their backs….further details may be required.

The green reptile put away his recorder as he watched the ‘Elite Succubus’ fly far in the distance. He didn’t get to take a single step forward when his vision was suddenly obscured by a mass of pink. Said ‘mass of pink’ has eyes and two stretchy rows of teeth. To describe Yoshi with words like ‘surprised’ or ‘frighten’ were greatly insulting.

He was just glad that certain body fluids weren’t leaking through his disguise.

“Hi!” greeted the pinkies ‘demon’ Yoshi has ever seen, in all of her bubbly demeanor. He couldn’t help but think he saw this one before… “I’m Pinkie Pie! What’s your name?”

Yoshi recomposed himself to the best of his ability (and he’s doing a terrible job) to keep his mind focus. Here he is now, fully disguised as one of them in order to end them. Yoshi is very rusty with English, but it’s now demanding to put it to use. This is second contact, mistakes are unacceptable.

Before our reptilian hero can utter even a breath, the ‘Pinkie Pie’ beat him to it. “I’ve never seen somepony like you around here before. Are you new in town?” She interrupted, slightly titling her head sideways.

…’somepon--‘ what? Is that some type of codeword? Yoshi wasn’t prepared for this! All of a sudden, the pink ‘succubus’ gasped really loud with widen eyes set dead on him and her mouth dropped open. Yoshi’s own eyes pupils shrunk into digits as she closed the distance with her face on his.

“Oh…..my…..gosh. I know what you are!!”

This is it.

It’s over for Yoshi.

He failed.

He was caught.

He’s surrounded.

They’re going to eat him.

IT’S GAME OVER!!!

“You’re obviously a transfer student from a faraway country who just so happens to walked into town and is also running late to join Miss Cheerilee’s school for foals and you obviously got lost in the process since you’re new here! Welcome to Ponyville!!!” Colorful streamers and confetti fell out of nowhere as the ‘Pinkie Pie’ threw her front legs in the air when she finally concluded.

Yoshi fell anime-style on his back.

Several Minutes Later…

Yoshi’s Log Entry #5:

12 hundred 05 hours

Location - ‘Big Red Building’

Status report - Made successful second contact with a succubus known as the ‘Pinkie Pie’. The ‘Pinkie Pie’, fooled by Yoshi’s disguise, kept referring Yoshi as the ‘Pony’. The term, ‘Pony’, is what these demons like to call themselves for some insufficient reason. Note to self, further research about ‘Pony’ in near future.

The ‘Pinkie Pie’ led Yoshi to the Big Red Building, a.k.a Queen Miss Cheerilee’s School for Foals’. Mission Objective on green. Target Objective…soon.

Once again, Yoshi found himself staring at the number one place that gave him so much trouble in the past 24 hours. However, this time….this time, it’ll be different. He looked over to his left, the pink ‘four legged demon’, known as the ‘Pinkie Pie’, have been rattling on and on ever since their first encounter…and still is. At first, Yoshi thought she was trying to pull a fast one on him, but it was quite interesting how little minded the ‘succubus’ was. She kept on trying to be his friend, to say the least. All she talked about was him being this new ‘Pony’-- whatever that is-- in their society and how she never seen a ‘Pony’ like him before.

Yoshi just shrugged as he skillfully tunes out her voice. Why was he being so dubious about this development? The ‘Brilnius’ of his masterful concealing outfit fooled all of the others without any slight hint of suspicion.

What is there to worry about?

“Oh!” The ‘Pinkie Pie’ sudden extraordinary loud gasp caused Yoshi to almost jump out of his disguise. “Here I am just rambling on while you’re still out here missing out on class! Heh, heh, sorry about that. We better hurry up so you won’t miss out! Can’t be playing hooky on your first day!” The ‘Pinkie Pie’ then suddenly switched to a pondering position. “Hmmm, can you really call it ‘playing hooky’ when you’re a transfer student from another country on your first day in town?”

Yoshi doesn’t understand the meaning as to being a ‘transfer student’, but whatever; he has a mission to accomplish and a Queen to slay. Without wasting any more time he proceeded to the front door of the building, the pink ‘succubus/pony/whatever’ creature following behind.

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The time was a little over past noon. Many colts and fillies sat in their respectful desks, chatting with one another over the last three or so hours. That’s been pretty much what the whole class has been doing, instead of schoolwork. What assignments can they do when there is none presented to them? How can they learn when there’s nothing to learn? Surely the students can simply perform an act of self-independence and study for themselves. But that’s just silly. Why would they do something so straightforward when there’s a specific pony to herd them like mere sheep to do so?

…that is to say, if the ‘foremention pony’ was even there to begin with.

Miss Cheerilee is late. Yes, quite shocking indeed. Normally she’ll already be here in the morning, either waiting by the frontdoor or sitting in this very classroom. The young foals figure their teacher was waiting inside since the schoolhouse was already unlocked. That, however, turned out to be the school nurse’s doing who was giving a spare key by Cheerilee herself. The nurse pony sometimes arrives earlier than Cheerilee to get the infirmary setup and ready, which was a good thing since the repairpony came by to fix the classroom floors. So, pretty much the only adult company the whole class has for now is the repairpony doing his job. Over the sounds of hammers, tools buzzing, and the occasional floorboards toppling over, the students pretty much just sat around and talked.

Rumble was in deep thought as he sat in his assign seat. His mind kept mauling over the dreadful news about his big brother, Thunderlane, being a victim of the mysterious creature that was lurking around in Ponyville. Just as soon as the story reached his ears the grey color colt quickly bolted to the hospital, only managing to see a glimpse of his tearstained cover face and shaved headed big, bold, and strong bro. in a fetal position surrounded by a few doctors and professional psychiatrists. Ever since this morning, Rumble has been feeling nothing but distress.

Featherweight came by and sat in an empty seat next to his Pegasus classmate. “Um….hey, Rumble. I, ah, heard what happen….and I wanted to see if you’re doing okay.”

“Yeah…” he sighed in response. “What if….I just…if only I was there, you know…? I wish I was there.”

The white Pegasus placed a comforting hoof on the young colts shoulder. He can tell how miserable Rumble was over the disclosure of a family member, an older brother to look up to as a role model, out of all ponies to be a victim and might have lost a life. “Your brother is a cool and strong guy. He’s going to be fine.”

“I know its…its just…man, if only I had taken those pictures I’ll be cool with it!” he lament.

“…what?”

“Darn it, I should have followed my gut feeling to spy on my brother that night. I knew something good was going to happen! I overheard some news about those spa twins and my brother. That was absolutely perfect blackmail material, now it’s gone! And then he was attacked by an unknown creature that same night! Do you know how many bits I could have made from those photos of my brother beaten-up by a monster if I was there? All of those opportunities, gone!”

Featherweight just sat there staring at the young grey Pegasus as if he was crazy.

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon sat in the near back row of desks as they chat with one another.

“So, wait, you’re getting that 128 carat gold diamond chain necklace this weekend?” Silver Spoon rephrase her best and only friend’s previous statement.

“Um hm.” Diamond Tiara replied as she put a small piece of paper in her mouth. “I’m getting it way early then waiting for my birthday. Just as soon as I saw it on the Canterlot jewelry store magazine I knew I had to have it.” The Earth filly said as she soaks the paper in her mouth. “I even got it preorder.”

“But didn’t your father buy you that collector’s edition of jewelries last week?” The silvery grey filly pony asked. “That cost some serious amount of bits. It was even imported from that zebra country outside of Equestria.”

“What can I say?” Diamond Tiara shrugged as she places a straw in her mouth. “I’m my father’s little princess after all.”

She then blew into the straw, firing a spitwad of paper at the back of Sweetie Belle’s head. While the two Earth pony laughed Sweetie Belle barely flinch. She has numerous amounts of sticky paper wads stuck in her mane. She looked as if she was due to pass out any given moment. The poor Unicorn filly didn’t get enough sleep last night, mainly due to a certain diva of an older sister’s endless outcry of bloody murder. Her sister’s friends were called by that late morning to ease her panicking, which took over a good hour. Sweetie Belle got only 1 minute of blissful embrace to dream world when Rarity woke her up to get ready for school. Eyes nearly bloodshot and her mane, not only covered in spitwads but also barely tame with split ends, Sweetie Belle sat among her two crusading friends using every ounce of willpower to stay awake as she stares in the distance.

She was failing massively.

Applebloom was probably far off worse than her white Unicorn friend. She, along with her family, we’re devastated by the discovery of their whole entire orchard of apples were-- in every sense of the word-- eaten. Like, literally eaten. The tree’s themselves were ripped out of the ground, most by the roots. The orchard was almost an exact replica of a wasteland. Applebloom wasn’t too young to understand that her Apple Family is in serious trouble. It’s no longer about Granny Smith unable to make her famous apple pies; it’s far deeper than that. No apples means no bits. No bits means can’t keep up with fiancés. No fiancés taken care of means get put out of home. Get put out of home means losing the orchard. Losing the orchard means no apples. No apples means no bits. No bits mean-- and the cycle continues. What sick, heartless, sadistic creature with no soul will do something so immoral? So…evil? The act alone made Queen Chrysalis’s invasion in Canterlot looked so justified.

You have to be on that level to screw up that badly.

During their darkest hour of the family meeting, they have deduced that it must have been the work of the unknown figure creeping around Ponyville. Applebloom swore on the honor of the Apple Family name that upon first sight whoever this mysterious creature is, she’s going to kick its butt.

Oh yeah…shit just got real.

Scootaloo, on the other hand, hasn’t suffered any sufficient mental or physical problems what-so-ever. Her time afterschool yesterday was a blast. She hung out with Rainbow Dash for a good while, seeing her fly around and creating sonic rainbooms across the sky. She was even the first witness of the sky-blue Pegasus’s newly created stunt, the ‘Triple Helix Boom-rider Storm GX’.

Suffice to say, it was definitely 20% cooler.

But that’s not all for the young Pegasus filly. No, her day was just getting started. Suddenly, the Wonder Bolts showed up. They offered the rainbow mane pony to join the World Tour with them. Spitfire-- yes, the Spitfire-- team captain gave Scootaloo an autograph and she ruffled her mane. She touched her mane! Scootaloo would have passed out right then and there, but she had to keep her cool….barely. Rainbow Dash promised to tell her all about the tour across Equestria when she returns. Scootaloo’s day couldn’t possibility get any better than that!

On the way home, the orange filly managed to actually fly….a foot from the ground for 5 whole seconds. 5 whole seconds!

It was by far the best day ever for Scootaloo.

“You should have seen me! I was, like, this high in the air, looking down below!” Scootaloo stretch one of her forehoofs upward to overly exaggerate for indication. “So I was like, ‘I’m doing it, I’m doing it, I’m flying’! And then--……are you guys even listening to me?”

For the first time since she started prattling on, the orange Pegasus filly notice how indifferent her two companions are. Sweetie Belle; slightly drooling and constantly bobbing her head with a long island stare, Applebloom; in deep concentrated thought.

“Hello? Anypony in there?” Scootaloo waved in front of the two fillies.

Applebloom broke from her thoughts to acknowledge her friend. “Huh? Whut’s up Scoots?” she asked.

Sweetie Belle mumbled something unintelligent.

“Uhhh, gee, I don’t know.” The young crusading Pegasus remarked and crossed her hooves, more than just annoyed when her friends didn’t listen to a word she said. “Maybe I was talking about the awesome of all awesome times I had yesterday evening? I’m not sure, but whatever, I guess its means nothing to you guys.”

“Whutta’ya’ sayin’ Scoots? Of course it means somethin’ tah us”. Applebloom stated. “It just dat a lot ‘ave been goin’ on, ah can’t even focus right now. Mah family is goin’ through some hard times with da apple orchards bein’ dispose of and all.”

This was news to her. Scootaloo was shock to hear such a tragedy would happen to her Earth pony friend. She threw her attention towards the white Unicorn filly. “Did you know about this Sweetie?”

Sweetie Belle lazily bobbed her head in an awkward manner that made the gesture seems like a ‘yes’.

“Wow. Oh man, Applebloom, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know, I--“ She cut off her feverish apologies when the yellow filly raised a single hoof.

“Its fine, Scoots. Don’t go an’ worry ‘bout it so much.”

Before anymore could be said the door to the classroom open. Everypony within the room, minus the near drowsy Unicorn, all stare in silent as Pinkie Pie bounce in the room…along with somepony else. Nothing prepared the colts and fillies as they lay eyes on the most hideous pony they have ever seen walked into the room. They we’re too shock to even utter a wor-- oh who am I kidding, they laughed their little flanks off. The pink party pony laughed along with them for no reason other than the fact she can.

Once she got her bearings together, Pinkie Pie addresses to the foals of the school. “Hello little colts fillies! Guess who got themselves a super fun, new in town, transfer pony as a classmate? All of you do! Say hello to your new friend--“ She hesitated for a moment while gesturing to the ‘new transfer pony’. She lean in and whispered into his ‘ears’. “What’s your name again?”

One glare and a brief second of pause later, the ‘pony’ responded. “…Yoshi.”

“Yoshi!” Pinkie chirped before she pulled out her party cannon from…somewhere and fired colorful streams of glitter and smiley faces covering the ‘pony’ named Yoshi head to toe. While the students snickered and giggled from the scenario, the pink mare became really thoughtful over his name. “That’s an interesting name. ‘Yoshi’. Just thinking about it reminds me of a specific green alien from another planet that can lay eggs from the mouth and shoot beam cannons from the fingertips.”

Yoshi gave Pinkie Pie a hard look.

“Well anyways” Before Yoshi even realized it he was already seated in an empty desk in the front row, courtesy of Pinkie Pie. “Why don’t you take a seat next to all of your soon to be friends and have fun with all of the super-duper fun lessons and assignments that Cheerilee will provide you! Hey there Applebloom!” The pink mare immediately switched her attention at the young Earth filly. “How are you doing? Sorry, wish I can talk more, but I promised your big sister Applejack that, I, along with Twilight and Rarity will help solve the incident that happen at Sweet Apple Acres! Oh boy, there are sure are a lot of occurrences going here in Ponyville. Oh well, I know we’ll solve them all soon enough! See you all later!”

And just like that, Pinkie Pie bounced away.

The room fell silent….with the exception of the gurgling noises from Sweetie Belle’s saliva filled mouth with her head held back as she nodded off. The remainder of active ponies in the classroom has their eyes set on Yoshi, the ‘pony’ who is a transfer student and new in town. Yoshi himself can practically feel their judgmental stares all over his body. Even the repairpony was giving him some weird looks. By comparision, our undercover hero may be a tad bigger and larger than a foal. This was getting awkwardly uncomfortable…

As if on cue a very familiar pony mare has finally arrived, easing the tension away for the foals. Finally, Miss Cheerilee is here! She stumbled into the classroom, drunk off her flank and stench of heavy cider. Practically falling on her ‘second rate desk’, Cheerilee was looking anything but the perfect imagery of a foal teacher’s appearances. She clumsily slumps on her wooden desk, drunk, tired….drunk.

“Good evening, Miss Cheerilee!” the whole class of foals greeted in union…minus Sweetie Belle.

Snips spoke up afterwards. “Miss Cheerilee, Miss Cheerilee! Check out the new pony!”

Snails snickered. “Yeah, he’s all weird looking and stuff!”

Cheerilee shifted her gaze towards the bluish and shady yellow half color ‘pony’ with streaks of cyanish gray mane sitting in the front row. She almost snorted. “Awwwhh, great, ah’noter moor’on ta’ add with da’ rest ov’ da’ pack ov’ moor’ons…” Cheerilee was far too buzzed to properly process identifications. On the way here she apologies to several knocked over ponies.

Said ponies were trashcans.

Yoshi locked eyes to eyes on the fuchsia color mare. His muscles flexed, the tiny stream of sweat leak inside of his disguise, and his stomach growled with ambition…to eat…it’s been awhile. Countless times, Yoshi has always imagined the final confrontation with Queen Miss Cheerilee will be incomprehensible and beyond epic proportions. But now, realization has hit the green dino-dragon hard with a touch of something called reality. The reality of a Yoshi, such as himself, fighting against an all powerful Demon Queen of four legged ‘Succu-pony Things’. With every fiber of his being, Yoshi tried not panicked and remained as stoic and calm as possible. Here he is, facing the creature of the damn surrounded by her ‘succu-foals’ within enemy territory and only one emotional response was set on Yoshi’s default upon first contact.

Fear.

Why? Why fear the Queen now? After every attempt to sneak into this place, after planning many strategies to catcher her, after numerous thoughts on defeating the Queen with a blade forged from the banes of Loutish Orbs from the Lake of Gobbledygook, why tremble in her wake? Why now of all other previous times? It’s a question Yoshi doesn’t have a answer for (It’s because Yoshi is a dumbass, case-in-point).

The green reptile can smell the scent of Queen 'Miss Cheerilee’s natural ‘succu-pony’-like aroma coated around her body…and from her mouth, oddly enough. It was somewhat strong and may forever burn in his memories. For some reason it reminded Yoshi of the time he and his friends throw a huge New Year’s party. His fellow Yoshi brethren have discovered a new interesting method with fuzzies and some imported drink products called Chuckolca Cola. So, not one to look like a wussy, he tried it out. The next morning, Yoshi awoke to find himself in the middle of Dinosaur Land.

That was the last time Yoshi will ever inject fuzzies in his arm…

Anyways, it was then and there a sudden familiar sensation that remerged within Yoshi’s psyche, working its way through the fear and self-doubt. It was something Yoshi has nearly almost forgotten when he got lost in the potent green eyes of his enemy. It made him strong and reminded him why the very reason he’s risking his life throughout his time here in this screwed up plains of an ‘Underworld’. It was Yoshi’s ‘Pride’!

…I think…

Wait…what does Yoshi represent again?

Whatever.

Anyways, now full of confidence….through the power of plot device or something, Yoshi manages a simple action after he realize he’s been sitting there staring at the ‘Queen’ like an idiot over the past few minutes struggling with his internal thoughts.

He waved and said. “Yoshi.”

The whole class laughed.

Cheerilee rolled her eyes.

The repairpony continues fixing the floor.

Sweetie Belle face-slam on the desk and it was lights out for her.

Too Be Continue…

Author’s Note:

Hey to those who still found interest to continue reading this story. Just like my previous ‘AN’, this chapter was attended to show more scenario’s with Yoshi, Cheerilee, and the Cutie Mark Crusaders, but alas, the chapter would be too long and updating the story may take longer.

Speaking of ‘updating’, I realized it sort of takes almost a month to do so. Just wanted to say sorry about that. You know how it is with updating; *Responsibilities, jobs, etc.** So yeah…*

Well…thank you for your time and…see you all next month?

In Which, Yoshi Does Even MORE Stuff! Yay!

Darkness.

Darkness that filled the sky with a void of lost hope and the dying spark of salvation. Darkness that spread across the peaceful plains of innocent lives that once stood happy and free…but now have fallen into the controlling hands of a vile monster that feed off of their misery, their broken spirits, and their very life force. Chaos and anarchy, dominance and control, and finally, supreme power; these are the main fortes of the demonic creature’s signature key characteristic of purpose, personality, and desire. A world that was once pure and peaceful now under the eternal supremacy of Queen Miss Cheerilee.

…however, not every ounce of hope was truly lost.

One being stands before the evil pony fiend with all the valor of a living testament of purity. This being was the only known force that was the opposite of the depraved Miss Cheerilee’s ambition and traits. Yoshi was the yin to the queen’s yang, the light that responded to the darkness.

The two embodiments of opposite prowess traded blows after blows with one another. Each of their hits struck with a force that rattles the landscapes. Their auras clashed countless times, shattering the sound barrier into silent hollows of the gushing winds. The flow of water churns into giant waves of tsunamis from the resulting aftermath of shockwaves. Tornados form on a number of occasions and thunder and lightning will struck, only adding to the visual of devastation that’s taking place in this battle of good versus evil.

Both powerful beings stood at a stand-off, physically worn out during the fight. The vile demon’s equine features, once battered and appallingly, now rapidly rejuvenating her reddish and violet body back to fit conditions. Yoshi was struck with silent fury as he stares at the conceited expression of the fiendish queen as it healed to perfect health. A sudden fact of realization was drawn upon him that made the burning sensation within the heart of his fighting spirit roar ever brighter:

Queen Miss Cheerilee has possessed ultimate power…WITH THE HELP FROM THE THREE FLOWERS!!!

Reaching deep within himself for that intense growing power, Yoshi howled as he summoned all of his strength. Radiating with hues of a red aura, his body went through a metamorphous, metallic plates and padding’s formed on the green reptile’s features. He refuses to submit to defeat and immediately rush towards the demon queen with a sudden burst of immense hidden power. A deep burning sensation uprooted and spreads throughout his newly refurbish armored body…

Yoshi’s fist…it glows with an awesome power. Its burning grip tells him to defeat her! With this one move, he’s about to give everything he’s got!

His love.

His anger.

And all of his hunger!

Yoshi unleashed his ultimate technique, the Shining Finger Swo-

“Jolly hoo, good sir!” A sudden juvenile British-like voice sounded.

Yoshi shot his head up at attention. He found himself sitting on a desk within the interior of the classroom surrounded by ‘succu-pony-whatever foals’ and not having a epic battle with ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’ as his imagination has dwelled him into believing. It happens from time to time, whenever Yoshi gets really bored…or hungry.

Just take a wild guess at what he’s feeling the most.

Realizing that someone pretty much called out to him and paying further attention that said someone was actually right in front of him, our reptilian hero, dawn in his ‘demon-pony’ disguise, was face to face with that whitish and brown spots of a ‘hell spawn’ that almost catcher him during his second attempt to sneak into this building. However, Yoshi got away safely and DID NOT fell into a conveniently placed trap filled with deadly fireworks and DID NOT scream like a little girl while getting launch into the sky and exploded.

That did not happen.

Nuh uh.

Nope!

Having his stretchy neck place back to proper length (it was amazing that nobody else acknowledged this), Yoshi saw that the rest of the class had formed a line in front of his desk. Some of them seem to whisper to one another, some of them were holding stiff giggles, and other just merely stares awkwardly at him.

Yoshi narrow his eyes at this display and kept his guard up. For all he knows this is probably a common ritual formation of a defense line up, which will-

“I say, it’s nice to meet another fellow transfer pony that’s from out of town!” The cream color and brown-spotted little ‘succu-foal’ continues to say, interrupting Yoshi’s theatrical thinking.

…or their just merely greeting him…

Yoshi is still keeping his guard up.

“My name is Pipsqueak, but you can simply refer to as Pip like everypony else!” The one know as the ‘Pipsqueak’ or the ‘Pip’-- whatever-- walked away to his assign desk when he was done.

The disguise reptile couldn’t help but notice how the ‘Pipsqueaky’ will stare at him in a way that made Yoshi uncomfortable. You know that type of look you’ll see on a stalkers face or someone that wants to get close to you? The little ‘succu-foal’ went as far as to give a short wave and an even cheekier smile.

Yoshi has deduced that the ‘Pip Squeak’ is the dangerous out of the bunch and made a mental note to add his name on Yoshi’s hit list.

The next to come was kind of a clone of the ‘Creepy Squeaker’ that came first, but minus the pirate outfit, a little taller and skinner, has wings, and-- beyond Yoshi’s understanding-- has a imprinted feather on its butt. Perhaps this ‘four leg demon’ absorbed a feather to gain wings or something? It worked for Mario…according to his cousin, Green Yoshi.

“Hey there, the names Featherweight! Nice to meet you!” The ‘Featherweight’ introduce before going back to his seat.

“Hiya! Mi-yah names ish Twist!” The one known as the ‘Twist’ nearly made the disguise reptile’s head spin out of place once he hears her speaking method. She was a normal looking ‘succu-foal’ with a cream color body and red hair. She also wore glasses and, judging from the two candy cane marks that she possessed into her body, Yoshi will naturally assume she has gain power over candy canes. Since when did Yoshi’s Island have candy canes? “Mi-yah fool name ish auctional-ly Peppermint Twist, but all ov’ mi-yah freends crawll meh Twist!”

Yoshi understood 1/5 of the first half of her words. Thankfully, she didn’t say anymore and went away. His brain can barely decrypt what she said (Yoshi’s brain can barely decrypt the differences between the words ‘blue’ and ‘blew’).

There were still many more of these students lined up at Yoshi’s desk. Some of them were eager to introduce themselves, while a small few were caring less. Yoshi, to say the least, was nearly mind blown on discovering that these little devils have their own personality. At first he thought he’ll be facing mindless drones that can formulate battle tactics and nothing else. The one thing that got him the most was their names…which were laughable. They each have some pretty dumb sounding names that they like to prefer themselves to be called. Rumble, Snails, Button Mash-- really?-- Diamond Tiara, Truffle Shuffle-- are you serious? Truffle Shuffle? It’s almost as if these names where thought up right on the go.

Heck, Yoshi can make up some names to; like…uh, Tinfoil or…Happy Face…um, Sunshine and Rainbows. Or maybe something even stupider like, like ‘Fluttershy’. Yeah, Fluttershy! Now that’s a stupid sounding name. Yoshi manage to control himself from laughing out loud. He can only imagine a ‘what if’ scenario if he actually met or came across one of these creatures named ‘Fluttershy’.

He’ll have a field day.

While there are about three left to introduce themselves, Yoshi practically ignored them as his eyes swung over towards his archenemy. His greatest adversary. The one being that shall regret for ever messing with his island home, shaming the Yoshi clan name, and for, most importantly, STEALING. HIS. FLOWERS.

His #2 nemesis (Yellow Yoshi will always forever be his #1 Top Hated), ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’! Yoshi lightly shook his head in disgust once his innocent eyes lay upon on such a…a…monster! Just look at her, slouch over and laying her head on that mahogany crafted desk of hers, like she’s tired or something. Yoshi’s no fool. He knows an act when he sees it. The only reason why he’s not going all Rambo style all over her was because of this one simple fact…

Yoshi was smarter. Yes, he took the most intelligent approach to observed and watched these ‘demon-pony’ creatures, gathering as much information as possible, understanding their lifestyle, and knowing their strength and weaknesses!

…kind of…

Sort of…

Maybe…

No.

However, he does know how powerful ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’ is and what her abilities are very capable of. As much as the green reptile wanted to just rush in there and throw an iron shelled egg at her face, like any other bad guy, he clearly foresaw that her seemingly vulnerable position was nothing more than deception. She can easily crush him if he was to just attack, as evidently cleared by the floral markings under her influence. But thanks to Yoshi’s masterful mind, his disguise was like a camouflage, making his true identity invisible to the queen’s and the other’s eyes and senses.

It wasn’t called ‘Brilnius’ for nothing (……just throwing it out there, Yoshi was dropped on his head when he was a baby. A lot.).

Finally, the last of the little nuisances have left him alone. As amusing these creatures characteristic’s are, Yoshi needed to focus on his mission. He needs to find a way to stop ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’s’ invasion plan. But how exactly? Before the green reptile could plan his next move, he was instantly at attention when the red-violet color ‘succu-pony queen’ shifted in her position. She glances at all of her little soldiers before stopping directly at him. The disguise Yoshi barely manages to holdback a shiver running up his spine. He can see the malice reflecting from her green eyes almost covered by her messy pink hair. Her expression was the upmost disinterested, such features as expected from an evil queen. Yoshi has to constantly remind himself why he’s risking his life to retrieve his three Flowers. It was so he can finally win a Bonus Challenge!!

Oh, and save the world.

‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’ let loose a heavy groan before speaking. “So…now tha’ dah classh ‘ave given there pleasen-- pleeoss-- monkey-- Ugh! ’Said hi’, now wee can mov’ah on ta dah weirdo’s turn…” She rubs her forehead with a hoof while hearing most of the class made short laughter. Impatiently, ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’ gave the disguise Yoshi an aggravated stare. “Welp? Geth up, shand ‘en front ov’ dah classh and intoe’duce yoo’self al’veady! Grosh!” She demanded in a slurring tone.

Yoshi begrudgingly and slowly got out of his seat as more laughter from the class erupted. If our dino-dragon hero wanted to stay incognito and not blow his cover, then he’ll have no choice but to act apart. He’ll play along with her demands until he finds out more about her plans. Yoshi eyed the ‘queen’ carefully as he maneuvered next to her desk on his hands and feet. Taking her out of his eyesight for a moment, the green reptile faces the judgmental stares of the whole class of ‘demon foals’. He couldn’t help but feel…nervous. This scenario has greatly reminded him of his childhood.

It was year 1 in Yoshster Kindergarten all over again…

English wasn’t Yoshi’s strong suit, but he needs to try if he wants to continually fool everypony and learn more about this invasion. Just introduce yourself? Simple enough.

He cleared his throat with a leather-fur hand. “Ah…murr mame…muaaa ummarrree-”

…its…its Yoshi’s method to warm up…

“M-m-mmm-- Me!…Yoshi!” He manages to introduce.

Our hero sighed in relief and grew a triumph smirk of accomplishment. That was too easy. This whole English language speaking thing isn’t so-

“Where ya from?”

What? Huh? Who just-- Yoshi quickly follow the voice leading to a yellow ‘succu-foal’ wearing a pink bow smiling politely at him.

“Ya’ll ah transfer pony right? Whut part o’ Equestria did ya’ll came from?” The ‘Applebloom’, as he recalls, inquired.

Yoshi can feel the sweat forming underneath the leather material. The only place he knows from this world is that dark forest and the portal to his island home. He never took the time to learn anything about locations...implying if he actually cared in the first place. Okay, okay, this isn’t too bad. Yoshi decided to play his trump card whenever he’s in a difficult situation; ‘Push his Luck’.

“Oog Out…baaaw yo, yo There!” Yoshi made a few random gestures and hand movements before pointing out the window. The whole class looked at him in confusion.

“Are you stupid or something?” Spoke the one known as the ‘Diamond Tiara’ after a moment of pause. She then shook her head, waving one of her legs in dismissal. “Actually, don’t answer that. It’s pretty obvious.”

Again, the class of these vile creatures laughed. It was like taking a punch in the gut. How dare these ‘demon spawns’ mock Yoshi! He bet it wouldn’t be so funny once he reveals that he’s their executioner and sabotage their plan.

The disguise reptile heard ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’ snorted. “Ovh great, wee’ve got’sh ah comedian. Wonda’ful…” He picked up on her silent voice but refuses to look back and stay focus.

“Oh, c’mon guys don’t be so mean to the new colt.” Announced a light-purple color and blond hair horned girl ‘demon’ that Yoshi didn’t bother to learn the name of. It was probably something dumb anyways, like ‘Smallfry’ or ‘Little Head’…or ‘Dinky’. “It doesn’t matter if Yoshi talks…um, kinda different, we should all be friendly and give a warm welcome!”

“Yeah, you’re right. We’re sorry, Yoshi.” Apologies the ‘Scootaloo’.

“We all ‘ave up en’ got’ten carried away. We’re sorry.” The ‘Applebloom’ also apologies.

Yoshi was…touch. He didn’t expect that some of these ‘bloodthirsty monsters’ were willing to stick up for him. The green reptile grew-up with a tough childhood, to say the least. It almost saddens him that he has to annihilate the seemingly innocent faces of these little creatures.

Almost.

“I say, perhaps our fine friend, Yoshi, is demonstrating in a fun game of Charades!” Chirped in the ‘Pipsqueaky’. “It’s one of my favorite games! Mum and pa’ play it with me all the time.”

“Whoopie-freakin-doo…” Again, Yoshi faintly heard the queen muttered. This time he glances over for a second and saw her gobble down what looks like oddly shape candy in a bottle. He turned away with a light shudder. It’s going to take more than just fuzzies to burn that image away.

“I’ll have all you fillies and gentlecolt’s know that I am the best guesser with illustrating motion play.” He explains. “How about I translate what our good chum here is trying to describe? Sounds quite easy than talking, wouldn’t you all say?”

The whole class agreed and the pirate outfit wearing ‘succu-pony’ stood at attention on his desk, ready for Yoshi to start. Our dino-dragon hero smirked under his mask. The ‘Push your Luck’ resort works every time. No longer need to worry about speaking out of his native language, Yoshi can easily make up a simple lie about his home with a brief demonstration of body motions and the ‘Squeaky Pippy’ will kindly translate it all. This was too easy.

Yoshi got in position. He proceeded to make gestures and motions that says; ’Yoshi lives far away at a big village.’

“Okay…our friend here is saying; ‘Yoshi…lives…in a big…Dung!” The pirate outfit wearing ‘demon’ translated enthusiastically.

Yoshi froze in-place. He can hear the class snickering audibly. He shot a glare at the whitish and brown-spotted creature before shaking his head no and tried again.

“Oh pardon me; I appeared to have gotten it mixed up.” The ‘Squeaker Pipper’ concentrated as Yoshi illustrated more gestures. “Ah, I see! It’s not ‘Dung’. Yoshi is actually saying; ‘A big Bungaloo’! My word, that’s quite a strange place…”

The whole class erupts into laughter. They couldn’t help themselves, even their ruling ‘Queen’ joined in. That statement alone was just too stupidly ridiculous, even more so compare to Yoshi’s appearance made it seem more factual.

Yoshi groaned loudly as he facepalmed. This is going to be a long day…

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Meanwhile; at Sweet Apple Arcs…

“Ya’ll youngins’ care fo’ some lemonade?”

“Sure thing, Ms. Smith!” Spike said cheerfully as he accepted one of the tall glasses.

“Oh, sugarcube, jus’ call me Granny.” The elder lime-green pony insisted as she passes the last batch next to Twilight Sparkle. “No need fo’ dat being formal hooey. Ya’ll family tah us Apples aft’ah all.”

“Thank you Ms-- er, Granny!” The lavender Alicorn quickly corrected herself with a wide smile.

She hesitated for a second before taking a small gulp from her glass. It felt kind of strange for Granny Smith to serve lemonade instead of the usual apple juices or the different variety of ciders. But then again it’s that very reason why she, along with Spike, is here to resolve the issues at hoof. With the orchard depraved of apples her friend Applejack, along with her family, will suffer greatly with the results of that lost. All because of a fiendish creature lurking around Ponyville causing trouble.

“And don’t worry” Twilight reassure the old mare. “We will get to the bottom of this mess. Whatever it was that trespassed on your property and eaten all of your apples, we’ll take care of it once we catch it.”

“Yep, we’ll catcher it with no problem and give it a well deserve punishment.” The baby purple dragon added. He then clenched a fist and punches it into his open palm. “I think a good ‘ol fashion beaten is in order!” Spike, getting a little overzealous, leaped off his seat and onto the table. He almost topple over the glasses of sweet lemonade as he demonstrated the ‘beat down’ he’ll lay upon the monster for wreaking havoc on Ponyville, the Apple family’s farm, and Rarity’s house. Especially Rarity…

Spike gave a small yelp as he was lifted off the table by Twilight’s telekinesis and place back on the chair. She stared at him disapprovingly. “Spike! That’s no way to behave!” She chided.

Granny Smith gave a hearty laugh. “Oh naw, Twi, ya’ll don’ gots tah be harsh on da youngin’! Boys will be boys, as da sayin’ goes.” The elder lime-green mare walks over to her nearby rocking chair and seated herself down, slowly rocking in place. “Why, back in meh younger days, ah rememb’ah a good friend o’ mine. Billy ‘Goatee’ Goat was his name, always gettin’ in’ta trouble, he does. Many o’ da town folks didn’t approve much, but it was soon looked O’pon as just ah’tention. Nev’ah once dat…once dat….zzzZZZzzz…”

And just like that, Granny Smith has entered early into dream world.

Twilight Sparkle and Spike looked at each other and gave a sheepish shrugged before getting back to work. The young lavender princess has brought along some needed materials to help with the situation. A few quills and ink, a map of Equestria and Ponyville with pinpoints, notepads and various papers, and a book or two.

Twilight took another sip from her glass while observing the layouts of Ponyville’s locations, along with the footnotes of information that Pinkie Pie had receive from the local eyewitnesses. “Hmm…this is just so strange…” She rubbed her chin, trying to find a pattern or, hopefully, a place that hasn’t been inspected. “From what I can understand, whoever or whatever is out there seems to be going to random locations, according to the time and place that any witness has given.”

“So what you’re saying our troublemaking crook is…umm…” Spike glanced at Twilight in confusion. “…wh-what is it that you’re saying?”

The young princess sighed heavily and just shrugged. “I don’t know.” She admitted with a slight head shake. “The creature-- or creatures, if that is the possibility-- movements aren’t entirely clear. It’s just all…random, like it’s just simply targeting any place of residents.” Twilight sag back in her seat with her eyes momentarily closed. “I can’t trace it with these notes, especially when there are so little witnesses. The only major lead we’ve gotten is from Thunderlane, when he was kind-of sort-of assaulted. He claimed that it looked like a dinosaur-doggy type animal. The only known specimen of creatures in Equestria that will match such a description will be the Dragons.”

“I’m not sure about the dog part, but what if it really is a dinosaur?” The juvenile purple reptile suggested. “I mean, what if their all returning back to life, walking around as bones and eventually will reclaim Equestria as their primal home again!”

Twilight stared at Spike for a whole 5 seconds. “Spike I swear, despite my best intentions, you’re getting dumber every day.”

“This is coming from the pony…who blocked out the sun…for the entirety of last year’s Summer Sun Celebration.” Spike smugly retorted.

“It. Was. By. Accident!” The lavender princess stressed each word through gritted teeth. This was before she became an Alicorn, and to keep a long story short, Princess Celestia wasn’t too happy with that incident, an incident that Twilight so dearly wishes to forget. “I was trying to create a new spell; I ran through the formula several times, it all looked well coordinated-“

Twilight continues to grumble bitterly to herself over the whole ordeal. It was put to an end when the frontdoor of the Apple Family’s house open to reveal Applejack and Pinkie Pie coming inside. The pink mare is wearing an old fashion detective costume; complete with a fedora and a smoke pipe, but the smoke is replace with bubbles instead.

None of the three individuals questioned this.

Their other friend, Rarity, would have been there with them to assist, but she was too busy refurbishing her boutique for the time being.

Twilight narrowed her eyes at her number 1 assistant and poked his scaly stomach. “This isn’t over.” She hopped off her seat to interact with her two best friends. Spike got his trollface on. “So, any luck with you girls?”

“Does bits grow on trees?” Pinkie Pie replied in an indifferent and serene characteristic manner. She slowly waltz around the room, little bubbles temporarily filter over her head as she blew in her pipe. For some reason, the atmosphere around the seemingly serious pink pony grew grey and monotonous. “Have Princess Celestia finally submitted to a balance cake-free diet? Is there really proof of a cure for cancer? My dear lass, all of these questions and more lead to an incongruous puzzle. A puzzle that, by its own rights, will remain ambiguous to everypony who remains seeking for the keys to the ‘what’, the ‘where’, or even the ‘why’. However...” She turned, facing her friends with nearly shallow eyes. “Ignore the false indications and the correct path leads to what really matters, the ‘when’.” Pinkie concluded and blow more bubbles.

Meanwhile, the other three stood and stare as they absorb all of that nonsense. Twilight could have sworn about half of her brain cells depleted themselves.

Being the first to recover, Applejack vigorously shook her head before properly answering the lavender pony’s question. “We search all ov’ah da arcs head tah toe, Twi. No clues or any’thang in sight. Nothing!” The farm pony mare stomped a hoof on the wooden floor in aggravation. “…whut ‘bout ya’ll? Dem notes helpin’ any?”

“It seems our mysterious friend has a way staying inconspicuous.” Twilight explained.

Hot air huffed out of Applejack’s flared nostrils. “Dat, thing, ani’t no friend of mine! When ah get meh hooves on whutev’ah it is out dere, Ah’ll personally introduce it tah meh good close friends, ‘Bucky McGillycuddy’ an’ ‘Kicks McGee’. Twice.”

“You and me both, AJ!” Spike included, punching the air for empathies. “I’ll give that criminal the ‘ol one-two!”

“Okay, okay, you two.” The young Alicorn princess raises both of her hooves in order to settle the tension down. “Let’s calm down and not get over our heads. Even if we did catch it, we don’t know how exactly dangerous it could be. It took out an entire orchard and is barely detectable. Who knows, maybe there are more than one of those things.”

“Hmmm.” Pinkie Pie interjected, blowing in her pipe. “It would seem an anomaly have taken its roots, my dear companions. I dare say, the reality of the situation has now been replace with false realism, but-“ The orange Earth pony quickly swipe the hat off of Pinkie’s head. “Heeeeey!” She whines, breaking out of her character, which is putting her back into character.

…wat?

“It’s a shame you girls no longer have the Element’s of Harmony.” Spoke the baby dragon, getting back on topic. “That would have given us the edge to stop this creature if things get out of control.”

“Yeah, I know.” Twilight said solemnly. “But we have no choice, the Tree of Harmony needed to be saved. Besides…even if we did, we are still missing one bearer in order to use them…”

“Fluttershy gone missin’…” Applejack answered. “It ani’t right fo’ dat mare tah just up an’ disappeared. Ah’ma bettin’ dat creature gots somethin’ tah do with it. Fo’ all we know, da vermin probably trapped her in a encase prison or somethin’ an’ haul her off in da Everfree.”

For some reason, this reminded Pinkie Pie of ‘Eggy’.

“I hope not, AJ. That is the last thing I wanted to think about. There’s no telling what lies or what’s happening in the Everfree Forest.” Twilight walked over back to the table and glance over the various footnotes and papers of information. “Hopefully Rainbow Dash will return soon and as quickly as possible once my letter reaches her. Until then, let’s plan out our next move so we can be prepared to find and catcher this thing.”

“Oh! Oh! But what if it’s so hard to locate because it’s disguise as a pony?!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed as she bounce in-place. “It could be walking among us, even as we speak! It could have, like, Changeling magic and can easily elude us without a problem, going to all of our parties, eating at the local restaurant, or even-“ the pink mare gasped extra loud. ”or even going to SCHOOL!!!”

“I seriously doubt that, Pinkie.” The lavender princess reassured with a small wave. “If the creature does have that type of magic, than it wouldn’t be so reckless to expose itself so often. Speaking of Changelings, l seriously doubted it would have been any; as I already stated they wouldn’t reveal themselves so carelessly. Besides, they all disappeared to never be heard from again ever since Shining’s and Cadance’s wedding in Canterlot.”

“But what about the comic book adaptations when Chrysalis returns for her revenge?”

Twilight opened her mouth to question, but then thought better and decided to drop it. “…anyways, there’s a zero possibility that this mysterious creature will hide in a school full of fillies and colts, especially with Cheerilee there. Honestly, we would have gotten a huge commotion by then. There’s no way it’s going to be there.”

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Our heroic green reptile sat in his assigned desk surrounded by his enemies, his fists balled-up on his face. Yoshi couldn’t possibly get anymore humiliated. The outcome to demonstrate an excuse to where he lives led to a lot of complications. Yoshi lost count on the number of times that the ’Pippy’ had to translate through a method of Charades without the need for him to speak. The whole room of ‘succu-foals’ where having the time of their lives with the constant mislead guessing from their pirate outfitted companion. At the end, ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’ settles the conclusion of the matter so they can finally move on.

Simply put, Yoshi is known as the ‘transfer-pony’ who came from a toilet.

Yoshi doesn’t know what this ‘Toilet’ is, but he can guess it isn’t customary. His greatest hint was a few unconscious ‘succu-foals’ that laughed themselves to the infirmary.

Our hero groaned in exasperation. He’s getting nowhere with this investigation. He pops an eye out to catch a glimpse of ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’, who is maneuvering around the classroom giving a piece of paper to each of her ‘spawns’.

“Alright, class, now listen up.” The ‘Queen’ announced as she moves from row to row of desks, passing out papers. Her voice was sounding clearer and her movements were less sluggish. “We’ll be doing mathematics…again.” She drooped and sighed deeply on that last part before continuing. “This is going to be an exercise of multiple problems, starting from simply easy addition and subtraction.” ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’ stopped next to a desk, rolled a paper in a tight cone, and then she swatted the head of a snoozing white ‘succu-foal’ with a horn. The young ‘demon-pony’ awoken with a startling yelp as the queen nonchalantly dropped the papery weapon on the desk and proceeded onward. “Each question will progressively get harder with multiplications and divisions added into the mix.” Then she came upon Yoshi’s seated desk. The green reptile fixated his eyes on the paper floating down in front of him as the ‘succu-pony queen’ retreated towards her original position. “I have faith in you all, blah ,blah, blah, try your best, yadda, yadda, yadda, good luck.” Then she dropped her head on her desk.

As if on cue, the whole class got busy. Yoshi can hear the faint scribbling and crumble sounds of papers being written on. He slowly glances around his surroundings, seeing many of them doing some type of work on at their own pace.

...except waaaay in the back, two of them known as the ‘Diamond Tiara’ and the ‘Silver Spoon’. They are both reading a magazine.

Our incognito dino-dragon hero looked down at his given paper. It was filled with various numbers, lines, and symbols. Suddenly, something just clicked in Yoshi’s mind. As he gazed upon each of the number patterns and symbolic line marks, the green reptile perfectly understood what he was looking at. He knew what these familiar looking structures of the equations he’s seeing before his very eyes.

These are obviously hidden formulated battle schematic blueprints for an invasion! This was just what he’s been looking for!

Yoshi’s egotistic pride greatly reflected from his smug grin of accomplishment. He can’t believe that the powerfully evil, ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’, just literally gave him the plans for her world domination. These ‘four legged demons’ may have unusual powers, high defensives, and a mass community, but they’ll never be able to equal or compare themselves to a masterful mind of a Yoshi…especially a ‘Green’ Yoshi who are known for their courage, strength, and wisdom. Yoshi, himself, is relieved that he was born pure green color and not a different variation. Whenever a greenish looking Baby Yoshi hatches, one of the chosen brethren from the tribe will inspect the newborn’s color. If the Baby Yoshi’s color tone isn’t truly green then they are not qualified to be leaders of a tribe.

So they’ll simply toss the false-green younglings over a cliff into the Piranha Plant horde, as in tradition.

The green reptile observed over the sheet full of numerical numbers of a very well cryptic scheme. Believe it or not, (and its going to be hard considering Yoshi’s character development throughout this story) Yoshi…just so happen…is very good with calculating numbers.

Wow! Yoshi can do math!

Somehow able to grip a pencil with his left leather-fur hand, our hero focused his mind and blocked out all outside force of noises. His eyes rapidly scanned each fraction of coded numbers, efficiently calculating numerous answers to decrypt the riddle of the ‘succu-pony queen’s’ invasion plan.

Yoshi got to work.

He zeroed in, with swift fluid movements that can rival the elegance of a ballerina performing the fable Swan Dance or a figure skater doing the infamous Iron Lotus. Each cryptic number right after the next, done…complete…solved within mere seconds. The number 2 HB pencil danced in the grasp of Yoshi’s balled fingers, moving along the paper like a gentle breeze of the wind with the lightest of touches, barely making any sound of disturbance, and yet, it leaves evident traces of its charcoal tip behind in its wake.

Yoshi’s eyes narrowed in absolute concentration. His blue-teal pupils reading along the lines of numbers and equations, sending the codes straight towards his brain to decipher and immediately responding back with an answer. Suddenly, the disguise reptile’s eyes widen. They change, shift shaped into a pendent insignia with slight bulging veins nearly visible on his mask. Never for a second had his pupils slowed its scanning and his left hand continues to dance all over the paper, successfully completing an unsolved equation.

Yoshi can see. YOSHI CAN SEE!

It’s as if the paper itself was telling him their secrets or unable to keep them hidden from his skillful calculations. As Yoshi effortlessly reveals more and more of the blueprint’s coding, time itself seems to have slowdown around him. His leathered blue fur arm moves like a blur.With little time passed, Yoshi have finished the cryptic paper. A satisfied smirk formed along his masked face in accomplishment. This was just too easy.

No…Yoshi will admit that it wasn’t easy. Yoshi is just that good!

He placed the smoking tip of his worn-out pencil down and held the completed paperwork in front of him. Despite successfully figuring out the schematic setup from this blueprint, Yoshi is very questionable about it. The formula mostly just consists of numbers. Perhaps it’s a formation lineup for the selected troops to form for battle? Our dino-dragon hero is starting to get frustrated with this invasion scheme. There must be a meaning to this! The sake of his island home is at stake!

After another few minutes of pondering, Yoshi came up with a good idea. He brought out his handheld camera-- from somewhere…his costume doesn’t have any pockets-- and proceeded to take a few pictures. Maybe the answers will reveal itself more truthfully in some sort of DaVinci Code type fashion.

…Yoshi has no idea what that means.

“Okay, everypony, time is just about up.” ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’ announced, somewhat monotone and her head still lay on her desk. “You may all go to your lunch period and do whatev’ afterwards. Just don’t bug me until further notice…”

No further indication was needed as the entire room of ‘soon to be invading warriors’ bolted out of the classroom.

Yoshi’s left eye began to twitch just as soon as ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’ finished speaking. He knew right then and there that the ‘succu-pony queen’ was truly pure evil, for which she has reminded our reptilian disguise hero of a haunting realization…an unusual grumbling noise was almost audible...

Yoshi hasn’t eaten a thing!

His poor tummy is greatly saddened for the lack of food inside it. It breaks Yoshi’s heart knowing his most favorite organ is sad, weeping even. He did planned on stealing some food when he arrived back into town wearing his camouflaging disguise, but so much new discoveries and confrontations were thrown at his face too fast.

The one known as the ‘Pinkie Pie’ did a real number on his concentration with her mouth jabbering away a mile per second.

Yoshi didn’t get to lament alongside with his stomach for long as something tap him on the shoulder, making the green reptile nearly jumped out of his disguise for the third time that day. Turns out, he and the queen weren’t exactly alone…

“Ahoy my good fellow friend, Yoshi.” The pirate outfit wearing ‘succu-foal’ cheerfully greeted. Yoshi let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. It was just that weirdo the ‘Squeaker Pip’. He looked at the young ‘hell spawn’. It greatly unnerved our hero the way the young fiend’s rapturous gleaming eyes and wide smile were directed at him so close. “Care to join me at the school’s cafeteria to have lunch? Perhaps we can even do more Charades while we eat! Sounds like jolly good fun, yes?”

Yoshi swore that sooner or later-- hopefully sooner-- that he’ll make this little nuisance pay dearly for practically destroying his pride. He’s gonn’a punch the ‘Pippy Squeaker’ until his pipper can no longer squeak a pip.

Unfortunately, our irritated hero wasn’t in the right physical condition to brawl with demons. He’s too hungry. When Yoshi’s belly doesn’t have any appetizing substance of food inside he’ll begin to weaken, but the more he eats the stronger he gets. Kind of like Son Goku in the Dragonball series; a full stomach equals a strong and powerful body.

...wait….who the frick is ‘Goku’?

“Shall we then? Let’s go eat lunch together!” the pirate outfit wearing youngling persisted.

Reluctantly, Yoshi follow alongside with him out of the classroom, but stopped halfway when he turned around to throw one quick gaze back at their ruling queen in the attempt to foreshadow their upcoming showdown. Coincidently, ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’ was also looking in his direction. Their eyes locked. Tension and all of that semi-intense moment that filled the atmosphere, for some reason that only commence between two characters, starts to happen when….well, pretty much when they both looked at each other. It’s unnecessary, it’s stupid and cliché at best, but hey, you know, DETAILS.

“Don’t you have lunch to go to or something…?” ‘Queen Miss Cheerilee’ unenthusiastically asked, breaking the silence like a hot knife through butter. The disguise reptile tenses up for a moment. Keeping his cool, he punctually turned to leave. Cheerilee rolled her eyes and sighed. “I always get the weird looking ponies.”

Power-walking down the short hallway, Yoshi was led towards the lunching area by his unwelcome cosplay predictor close by. For now, his final bout with the ‘Queen’ will have to wait. Right at this moment Yoshi will need to restore as much of his strength as soon as possible. He has taken a few good picture shots of the coded invasion schematics, so there’s little to worry about. All he needs to do now is eat a good hearty meal, come up with a good plan, and, THEN, kick some major ass!

Our confident hero smile brightly at the thought of causing mass destruction on these ‘evil, vile, hideously bloodsucking, deceitfully dem-‘

“You know, Yoshi, I can tell by first impression we’re going to be the best of friends. Don’t you think so to?” Brightly spoke the ‘Squeak-pip’.

Yoshi fakes a bright smile, simply nodding in response. The green reptile has already chosen him to be his first victim.

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Elsewhere; at the Unknown Volcanic Mountain Region Place…

Deep inside of a cave at the summit of a mountaintop, a large red dragon stroll through its wide-open cavern dwelling. Many randomly place rocks or various sizes will shake or bounce with each rhythmic stomp the red fire breathing lizard will produce. The ceiling of the cave was covered with uncountable stalactites. Inside the cave weren’t exactly dark thanks to burning torches placed along the jagged walls.

And let’s not forget about the horde of gemstones and diamonds that’ll make a certain dog species muzzles drop to the ground.

The red dragon walked over to a makeshift table made out of sticks and stones. He picked-up a green-spotted white egg that he found last night. He doesn’t know why, but the egg was so fascinating to behold, especially when it lightly wiggles in his grip. The large reptilian dragon set the egg back down. However, he placed it on the very edge of the table, and since eggs are oval shaped and are not very known for their ability to stand upright…

Don’t think too hard on this.

CRACK!

The red dragon stared in surprising shock from what he saw came out of the egg. It was a female Pegasus pony. But not just any pony, for she was the same pony that degraded him into a little bitch when she got in his face and told him off. A deep burning sensation of anger from remembering that past moment began to boil and spread. Many dragons of his kin laugh at him once word of this had reached the Dragon Den far out into the south. He was shun from their society, banned to live as an exile, and was stripe way his dragon rights.

He was even kicked out of the ‘International Draco Draco 65 Club’. Like, what the tartarus?! It’s the only club meant for all dragons and dragons only, but once he gets yelled at by a pony now he’s not allowed in? That’s not even fair! It’s also the only place that serves ‘Pink Star Diamond’ smoothies, and those types of diamonds are near impossible to find anywhere else.

That’s bullshit!

Fluttershy slowly rose herself up to sit on her hunches. She looks as if she has just gotten off a 24hour long rollercoaster ride. She was quite dazzled, her eyes kept spinning in her head and her beautiful pink mane was a crazy mess. Despite all of this there is indeed a silver lining; Fluttershy was finally out of the egg.

“O-oh m-my…finally…I’m finally out…” She spoke softly to herself. Feeling her world coming to a steady stillness, the butter-yellow Pegasus fixated with her mane and pulled out pieces of shells out of it. For the life of her she couldn’t figure out what went wrong and how she ended up in such a situation.

At least she can take comfort in the fact that things can’t get any worst.

“Ahem!”

Fluttershy instantly froze into place, the pupils of her teal color eyes digitize into micro specks. She suddenly felt the presence of another being behind her, and judging by the impiety volume of its tone of voice her hopes for it to be a cute little animal were immediately shot down, stampeded upon, scoped up and thrown in the trash bin when she turned around.

“Ahhh! Ah! O-o-oh n-n-n-no!” Fluttershy squeaked loudly as she jolted backwards, facing her worst fears. She began to slightly hyperventilate upon seeing the vile reptilian. “P-p-please, d-don’t hu-hurt m-m-m-me!”

Geico Gecko stepped forward, his slander green arms place behind his back. “Switching over to GEICO will not only save you a lot of money, but you’ll also gain some great benefits.”

“N-no! Please!” She shut her eyes and covered her ears, trying so desperately to block out his existence. “I-I-I’m not interested! Please, just ple-please leave me alone!”

“But, Fluttershy, you don’t want to deny such a fantastic offer, do you?” The green lizard flashes a wick side-smile on his face as he advances towards her. “I assure you, you’ll be in good hands.”

The butter-yellow Pegasus flinch when she felt the ground shook and an agonizing muffled scream was heard. She peek an eye out to see a giant red claw smash into the caves ground. The only remains of the evil gecko sponsor were his lanky green arm sticking out from underneath. It twitches for a few seconds before lying lifelessly on the rugged dirt ground. Fluttershy was quick to calm herself as she felt a sense of peacefulness washed over her. But that was short lived when she looked upward and saw the menacing face of her second worst fears staring daggers at her.

“I never really liked that annoying green bugger.” The red dragon spoke almost casually.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh! It’s a d-d-d-DRAGON!!” She screamed fearfully as her body went on auto-control and starts to backpedals away.

The winged fire breather formed a wide ghastly smile. “Oh no, my little pony…not just me, heh heh…”

Fluttershy, still keeping her gaze on the much larger creature, back-walked until she was surrounded by the darken shades within the cave. Despite there being many lite torches in that area, it still somehow kept that section bounded in darkness. It only took a moment for the red dragon’s words to be comprehended by the Pegasus mare when the dark contained area suddenly vanished. Instinctively, the little pony swerves around. Fluttershy’s jaw dropped open and her eye pupils couldn’t possibly get any smaller.

Before her very eyes there are five other Dragons; Dragons of mystical legends:

Spyro the Dragon

Mega-Evolve Charizard

Blue Eyes White Dragon

Alduin

And last but not least, Bub and Bob, the twin dragons from that arcade ‘Bubble Bobble’.

Each of them sneered and growled, bared their razor-sharp teeth, and glared at the frighten Pegasus. Fluttershy instantly missed being imprisoned inside of an egg. Maybe if there was a blanket with her it’ll be a bit comfortable. These feral looking dragons don’t seem intent on giving a friendly hello. She wasn’t getting a positive vibe out of any of them, especially from Bub.

Fluttershy is not liking Bub very much.

She only manages to remove her eyes away from these powerful creatures of lore when the first dragon stepped forward, shaking the cave slightly with a stomp and regaining her attention. “Gather around boys.” The red dragon announced. A shady smirk was pasted on his maw as his nostrils blew a thick trail of smoke. “We are about to have an…innovation. Grah, heh, heh…”

Fluttershy was horrorstruck, surrounded by all angles as they advance on her helplessness.

There was no hope…

…or is it? Fluttershy threw her hopeful attention towards the entryway of the cave.

…

Hold on, just…just it a moment.

…

Huh. Nope. No, I guess not.

Ah fuck it.

Too Be Continue…

Author’s Note:

Just like the previous chapter, I have planned on adding a lot of stuff here, but, once again, I felt the chapter was becoming too long. There was going to be plenty of focus points of parodies, jokes, etc, mainly revolving around the school ponies, and of course Yoshi at his best dealing with the challenges. However, the buildup was taking too much space and it’ll seem unprofessional to shorten them down. Plus, I wanted a scene break for the Mane Six since they are going to get involve at the end.

Sorry for the late update. The Wii U, 3DS and finding rare GameCube games can eat up a lot of my time and interest. The next chapter will be solely focus on Cheerilee, the Cutie Mark Crusaders, and other schooling foals.

See ya next time.