Lightning and Firefist (Script)

  *Clothing Boutique*

  Rarity: Where'd I put that? Ohh, I thought I already...(clatter):Ohh, and I can't forget I've got to... oh, how am I ever gonna get this done?

  Stealth Firefist:: Are you sure you don't need a hoof Rarity? Sweetie Belle could help.

  Sweetie Belle: Yeah, are you sure you don't want me to help? I could-

  Rarity: No!

  Sweetie Belle: Maybe just a--

  Rarity: No thanks!

  Sweetie Belle: How about--

  Rarity: Just stand over there.

  Sweetie Belle: But--

  Rarity: Where you'll be out of the way. Ribbon, ribbon! Where's the ribbon?!

  Sweetie Belle: I got it! (Climbs)

  Stealth Firefist: Everything is going to be okay.

  Sweetie Belle: Whoa! (Falls and ribbon tilts design statue)

  Stealth Firefist: Phew, at least it got the statue.

  (Statue falls and causes chain reaction causing a giant mess)

  Stealth Firefist: Well, I'm not always right.

  Sweetie Belle: Um, I-I'll just go and stand over there, where I'll be... out of the way.

  Stealth Firefist: On the bright side, you still have your boutique.

  Rarity: (Sighs)

  *Later*

  (Rarity finishes cleaning clothing boutique)

  Sweetie Belle: Won't you at least let me help you clean up?

  Rarity: No. You've helped me quite enough.

  Stealth Firefist: Rarity, you've been too busy and stressed. The least you can do is accept some help. Even though, it might create a mess again.

Sweetie Belle: Yeah. I'm sorry, sis! I just thought that if I could help, I might find my special gift and finally earn my cutie mark.

  Rarity: I understand. It's just that... I need this time to fill this order without any... complications. (Finshes) Okay, all done. Now, back to work. I've lost a lot of time, and I cannot have any more interruptions. (Doorbell rings) Oh, what now?!

  Fluttershy: Oh, sorry. I thought the "open" sign meant you were open, but I must have been mistaken.

  Rarity: (gasps) Fluttershy! Forgive me! I was so wrapped up in my work that I forgot you were bringing Opalescence back from her grooming!

  Fluttershy: No worries, Rarity. I've left her there in the basket. (Opal comes out and purrs)

  Rarity: Oh, she looks great! I just don't understand how you're able to do it! I can't get near her without getting a swipe from her claws. (Opal hisses and swipes claw but Rarity moves away)  Ahh! Did you use... the Stare on her?

  Fluttershy: Oh, no! I wouldn't! I couldn't! I-I don't really have any control over when that happens. I-It just happens. No, I'm just good with animals. It's my special gift, you know?

  Rarity: Well, you should have a picture of Opal as a cutie mark instead of those butterflies.

  Sweetie Belle: Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Maybe I can be good with animals, too! (Opal put up claws) Or not.

  Fluttershy and Rarity: (laughs)

  Stealth Firefist: Sorry to interrupt, but what's this "Stare" I've never heard about?

  Rarity: Oh, it's Fluttershy's most useful skill. Her stare gives her control of any animal.

  Stealth Firefist: That is very useful. Can it be used on fruit? (Rarity has an unamused look) Okay, so it can't be used on fruit.

  Rarity: Anyway, I'm sorry I can't invite you to stay and chat, Fluttershy. I've bitten off a bit more than I can chew with this order.

  Sweetie Belle: But your not eating right now.

  Rarity: No, Sweetie, it's an expression. It means that I've taken on more work than I can handle. I've got twenty of these special robes to make tonight! They're due in Trottingham tomorrow morning. (Making robes) See? I've lined them in a special gold silk. It took so long to make, but I think it adds just the right touch, don't you?

  Fluttershy: These are lovely, but twenty by tonight? How will you get it all done?

  Stealth Firefist: Yeah, that all sounds very hard.

  Rarity: Well, I, uh...

  Sweetie Belle: Oh, oh, oh! Maybe I could... just (Rarity gives irritated look)... just stand over here and watch.

  Rarity: I'll manage.

  Stealth Firefist: You'll manage? Can't you just have a copy machine and copy the robes that way? (Rarity send hims another unamused look) Wait, copy machines can't do that? That's going down in the wish list.

   Fluttershy: Well, maybe I should get out of your mane so you can work.

  Apple Bloom and Scootaloo: Hi, Fluttershy! Hi, Rarity! Hi, Stealth!

  Rarity: Hello, uh, girls ...

  Apple Bloom and Scootaloo: Hey, Sweetie Belle!

  Sweetie Belle: Scootaloo! Apple Bloom!

  Scootaloo: You ready for tonight?

  Sweetie Belle: Yup! Cutie mark planning session is a go!

  Apple Bloom: Tonight is the night we each try to find our own special talent.

  Scootaloo: Even if it takes us all night!

  Apple Bloom: I'm ready! You ready?

  Scootaloo: Very ready!

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: Cutie Mark Crusader sleepover at Rarity's! Yay!

  Sweetie Belle: And... look what I made us! (Shows cape with logo)

  Apple Bloom and Scootaloo: Oh, wow! (laughter, gasps) That's so cool! Oooh!

  Fluttershy: What does that patch on your cape mean?

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: The Cutie Mark Crusaders! Yay!

  Scootaloo: We're on a crusade, a mission!

  Apple Bloom: To find our cutie marks!

  Sweetie Belle: Yup. And look. I lined them with this special gold silk. It took sooo long to make, but I think it adds just the right touch, don't you?

  Apple Bloom and Scootaloo: Oooooh!

  Stealth Firefist: Wait a second, did you just say gold and silk in that sentence?

  Rarity: Sweetie Belle! What have you DONE? That was the last of the gold silk! Oh, now I'll have to make more! Oh, I hope I can make more. I'm gonna have to work all night! Which means... Sorry, girls, I'm afraid the Crusaders sleepover is cancelled.

  Sweetie Belle: WHAT?

  Rarity: I just won't have any time to watch you if I want to get these robes delivered on time.

  Sweetie Belle: But-

  Rarity: No buts this time. I'm sorry, Sweetie Belle; it's just the way it has to be.

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: Awwww ...

  Fluttershy: I, uh, I suppose I could take them for the night.

  Rarity: I couldn't ask you to do that.

  Fluttershy: Oh, it's no problem at all.

  Rarity: Have you met my sister and her friends? A problem is all it would be.

  Fluttershy: Did I have a problem with Opal? You've seen how well I handle small creatures!

  Rarity: I suppose that's true... and I do have a lot of work to do.

  Fluttershy: Come on, it'll be fun.

  Rarity: I assure you, they're quite a handful.

Fluttershy: These sweet little angels?

  Rarity: Well... all right.

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: Cutie Mark Crusader sleepover at Fluttershy's cottage! Yay! (Speed off)

  Fluttershy: So cute. W-wait for me! (Catches up)

  Rarity: Hmmm...

  Stealth Firefist: You know, I'm gonna help her with my friend Lightning. He is absolutely free tonight!

  *Lightning's House*

  Stealth Firefist: What do you mean you're not free tonight?!

  Lightning Strike: Sorry, Stealth. But I promised Twilight I'd help her with carrying tea packs to the library.

  Stealth Firefist: I hate it when last minute things come up and your friend can't do it. It's just like when I was dethroned fruit king.

  Lightning Strike: You weren't fruit king to begin with. Plus, that was just your fruit made kingdom at which nobody took.

  Stealth Firefist: Yeah, no except for Fruit Juice.

  Lightning Strike: Anyway, you're own with Fluttershy and the Crusaders for now Stealth.

  Stealth Firefist: Well, at least I still have some of my friends with me.

  Lightning Strike: I'll make it up to you later Stealth.

  *Fluttershy's cottage*

  Stealth Firefist: (Arriving through the door) Fluttershy, Crusaders, I'm here!

  Fluttershy: Oh, just in time Stealth. I could use your help with the girls.

  Scootaloo: I'm gonna get my mark first!

  Fluttershy: Girls?

  Sweetie Belle: Nuh-uh!

Fluttershy: Should we--

  Apple Bloom: I am!

  Fluttershy: Girls, okay, now settle--

  Scootaloo: I'm staying up all night!

  Apple Bloom: Me, too!

  Sweetie Belle: Me, three!

  Fluttershy: I-I know you're excited, but-- girls, oh, oh, careful with the-- oh, ah, girls-- ((huffs) So! What do you wanna do? Play a game?

  Scootaloo: We are the Cutie Mark Crusaders!

  Apple Bloom: And we want to crusade for our cutie marks!

  Sweetie Belle: And, and, and, we, um-- yeah! What they said!

  Fluttershy: Mmm, I don't know... how about a nice quiet little tea party?

  Scootaloo: Or... we could go adventuring in the Everfree Forest!

  Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle: Yeah!

  Stealth Firefist: Ooh, I like the way you girls think.

  Fluttershy: Oh, no! The Everfree Forest is much too dangerous. It's filled with far too many strange creatures.

  Stealth Firefist: So? I can watch over them.

  Sweetie Belle: Yeah! Also, you could go with us and we could catch those creatures. We could be, umm... creature catchers!

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: YAY! Cutie Mark Crusader creature catchers!

  Scootaloo: Arrrr! I am a dangerous creature from the Everfree Forest! Rrrarr!

  Sweetie Belle: Halt, dangerous creature of the Everfree Forest. I am Sweetie Belle, the creature catcher, and I'm here to catch you!

  Scootaloo: You can never catch me! I am far too powerful and dangerous!

  Sweetie Belle: You cannot run from me!

  Scootaloo: Raaaar!

  Sweetie Belle: (giggling)

  Scootaloo: Raaaar! (giggling)

  Stealth Firefist: Yeah, I'm beginning to starting to doubt the idea. Catching creatures from the Everfree Forest, not good for any of us.

  Fluttershy: I'm afraid Stealth's right girls. Instead, how about we do some nice coloring?

  Sweetie Belle: Come back, dangerous creature, so I can catch you!

  Scootaloo: Never!

  Fluttershy: Careful... you don't... (crash) ...break anything.

  Stealth Firefist: Okay, girls. Time out. (Crusaders stop and turn their attention to Stealth) I know you wanna get your cutie marks, but you have to calm down. I don't mean to go into responsible mode, but you have to stop and listen to Fluttershy.

  Scootaloo: He's right.

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: We're sorry.

  Stealth Firefist: It's okay girls. It's just that, if you're gonna find your cutie marks, don't think about capturing creatures from the Everfree Forest. Some are dangerous from what I've heard and told by Princess Celestia.

  Apple Bloom: He's right. We should be the Cutie Mark Carpenters!

  Fluttershy: C-carpenters?

Apple Bloom: Hammer!

  Scootaloo: Hammer.

  Sweetie Belle: Hammer!

  Scootaloo: Hammer. Hammer! ...Hammer.

  (thumping, clattering, sawing, jackhammer sounds)

  Stealth Firefist: Uh, what is that? (Looking at the bad figure)

  Apple Bloom: It's suppose to be a table.

  Sweetie Belle: Um ... that doesn't look like a table.

  Scootaloo: We were making a table?

  Apple Bloom: Somepony needs to put this thing out of its misery.

  Scootaloo: We are definitely not Cutie Mark Carpenters.

  Sweetie Belle: Who wants a picture of a hammer on their flank anyway?

  Fluttershy: Well, now that we've gotten that out of the way, how about a game?

  Apple Bloom: A game?

  Stealth Firefist: Yeah, how about we play a game of Launch the Monkey With a Catapult? It's more fun for me since I get launched!

  Fluttershy: Yeah, they're not going to do that. We can play a game called Shhh!

  Scootaloo: What's that?

   Fluttershy: Well, it's a game about who can be quiet the longest. Sound fun? I'm the world champ, you know. I bet you can't beat me! (deep breath)

  Stealth Firefist: A game of Shhh? I'd rather not play.

  Scootaloo: I lose!

  Sweetie Belle: Me too!

  Apple Bloom: Me three!

  Fluttershy: (sigh)

  Apple Bloom: Okay, now what can we do? Oooh! How about Cutie Mark Crusader coal miners?

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: YEAH!

  Stealth Firefist: (Sighs happily) I love these girls attitudes. They're always trying new things.

  Fluttershy: NO!!

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: Awwww!

  Stealth Firefist: So they can't try new things?

  Fluttershy: It's not that. I meant to say it's time for bed, don't you think? Aren't you excited to get all toasty and warm in your snuggly-wuggly widdle beds?

  Apple Bloom: Snuggly-wuggly? But we have more crusadin' to do!

  Scootaloo: We've got plans!

  Sweetie Belle: And capes!

  Fluttershy: Um, okay, um. Maybe the crusading can wait until morning? When it's light? And not so... dark?

  *Bedrooms*

  Apple Bloom: How are we gonna find our special talent in our sleep?

  Fluttershy: (blows out candle) Maybe you'll have a lovely little dream about your special talent.

  Scootaloo: But we're not even tired!

  Fluttershy: How about I sing you a lullaby?

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: Mm-hmm, yeah!

  Stealth Firefist: Just so you know, I'm not helping you sing. You're on your own.

  Fluttershy: It's okay.

  (Fluttershy)

Hush now, quiet now

It's time to lay your sleepy head

Hush now, quiet now

It's time to go to bed

  Sweetie Belle: I know this one!

  Fluttershy: Oh, how wonderful! Why don't you sing it with me?

  Sweetie Belle: (clears throat)

  (Sweetie Belle)

Hush now! Quiet now!

It's time to lay your sleepy head!

Said hush now! Quiet now!

It's time to go to bed!

  Fluttershy: Okay Sweetie, that was...

  (Sweetie Belle)

Driftin' (driftin') off to sleep!

Exciting day behind you!

Driftin' (driftin') off to sleep!

Let the joy of dream land find you!

  Fluttershy: Thank you Sweetie, um...

  (Sweetie Belle)

Hush now! Quiet now!

Lay your sleepy head!

Said hush now! Quiet now!

It's time to go to BED!

OW!

  (chickens clucking and flapping)

  Scootaloo: What was that?

  (Chickens squawking and running out)

  Stealth Firefist: Chickens. I mean literally chickens.

Fluttershy: (gasp) Girls!

  Apple Bloom: Fluttershy, your chickens are on the loose!

  Sweetie Belle: I wonder what could have caused that...

  Stealth Firefist: (Awkwardly) Yeah. Me too.

  Scootaloo: Don't worry, Fluttershy, the Cutie Mark Crusaders will handle this!

  Sweetie Belle: Cutie Mark Crusader chicken herders! Yay! (Crusaders go out and herd chickens)

  Stealth Firefist: (Goes outside with Fluttershy) You have to admit, they do have a lot of determination and energy. I like these girls!

  Fluttershy: No, I don't think that's a-- ah, come back! Please! (Cutie Mark Crusaders giggling, more chicken flapping and squawking) Come on, girls, the chickens are fine-- oh, girls, um... GIRLS! (Crusaders stop)(chickens flapping and clucking) Come on, in you go. There's some good chickens. Okay, you three. Isn't it about time you got into bed?

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: BUT--

  Fluttershy: Please?

  Stealth Firefist: Once again, not meaning to go into responsible mode, but she's right girls. It's getting late.

  *Back in the Bedrooms*

  Fluttershy: So, no more crusading for tonight, all right?

Scootaloo: Yes, Fluttershy!

  Sweetie Belle: We promise, Fluttershy!

  Apple Bloom: Good night, Fluttershy!

  Fluttershy: Okay, good night. (Goes into her bed)

  Sweetie Belle: Okay, so what kind of crusading do we do next?

  Apple Bloom: There's not much we can do from this room... unless we become Cutie Mark Crusader cottage cleaners.

  Sweetie Belle: N-no, thanks.

  Apple Bloom: Well, we have to think of somethin'. We can't just waste this opportunity to find out what our special talents are. Hey, girls! Look! Some of the chickens may have escaped!

  Sweetie Belle: Into the forest!

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: (whispering) Cutie Mark Crusaders chicken rescuers are go! (They're about to run outside, but are stopped by Stealth)

  Stealth Firefist: (Whispering) Whoa, girls. I cannot let you go into that forest.

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: (Whispering) Awww!

  Stealth Firefist: Which is why I'm coming with you in case of danger.

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: (Whispering) Yay! (Run outside with Stealth)

  *Everfree Forest*

  Stealth Firefist: Okay, you girls take that path, I'll take the other.

  Sweetie Belle: Are you sure that's a good idea?

  Stealth Firefist: I'll come looking for you at even the slightest sign of danger.

  Sweetie Belle: Okay.

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: Cutie Mark Chicken rescuers go!

  Stealth Firefist: Shhh!

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: Sorry.

  Stealth Firefist: (Takes his paths and sees and dark figure and recognizes it) Ooh, Twilight! There you are. Have you seen any chickens around here? I was just taking my path. I know it doesn't sound responsible but- (Sees a Twilight as a statue with a surprised look) Twilight?! What happened to you?

  Lightning Strike: (Coming from the bushes) Stealth? What are you doing here?

  Stealth Firefist: Oh, I'm helping Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo find lost chickens. But happened to Twilight?

  Lightning Strike: She was turned into stone but some bizarre creature I've never seen before.

  Stealth Firefist: Ooh, I know exactly how to turn her back to normal. Guessing the magic words.

  Lightning Strike: Stealth that's not gonna to-

  Stealth Firefist: Abracadabra! Hocus Pocus! Sha-zap!

  (524 phrases later)

  Stealth Firefist: In your garbage! Flying monkeys! Apple pie! Mango Meteor! Well, that was all I had.

  Lightning Strike: Stealth, no matter how many phrases you guess, she's still gonna be like that.

  Stealth Firefist: Ooh, I know for sure! Constipated Banana Juice!

  Lightning Strike: Okay, Stealth that is is definitely not gonna- (Bright light from statue, Twilight is back to normal)

  Twilight Sparkle: Ugh, what happened?

  Stealth Firefist: Yes! It worked! I knew constipated banana juice was the magic phrase. And you said it wouldn't work.

  Lightning Strike: (Unamused look) Right.

  Stealth Firefist: Anyway, You were turned into stone by some bizarre creature. Um, what did you say it was?

  Lightning Strike: It was... um...

  Twilight Sparkle: A cockatrice! It's creature that's has a head of chicken and the body of a snake.

  Stealth Firefist: (Laughs out loud) The head of chicken and the body of a snake?! It should be called a chickensnake! Or a snakechicken! Ooh, or a Chinake! Or a- (Stuffed by an apple by Twilight)

  Twilight Sparkle: As I was saying, they're very dangerous and if you look one in the eye, you'll turn into stone.

  Stealth Firefist: If you get turned into stone, will get ice cream? (Twilight has an unamused look) So no ice cream? (Chicken squawk) Hey, I think that's the chicken the Crusaders and I have been looking for. (Runs off) Hey, Elizabeak! (Sees a chicken head pop out of the bush) There you are. (Sees a second chicken head pop out) Hey, you've made a friend. (Second chicken head raises head and reveals itself to be a cockatrice and it roars) (Elizabeak squawks and panics) Don't worry Elizabeak. I know the one solution that can get us out of this. Run and scream! (Grabs Elizabeak and runs, eventually runs into the Crusaders) Oh, hi girls. I found the chicken. Quick let's get of here! (Cockatrice roars) Oops, too late.

  Lightning Strike: (Tackles Cockatrice) Quick, go! Run away!

  Scootaloo: What about you?

  Lightning Strike: Don't worry about me! (Cockatrice stares into Lightning who is now turning into stone) Go get help! Twilight go with them.

  (Group runs away and runs into Fluttershy)

  Stealth Firefist: Fluttershy! Are we glad to see you. We need your help with the-(Cockatrice comes to group and roars at them) Cockatrice. Anyone wanna say any last words? My is gonna be constipated banana juice. Or should it be ice cream?

  Fluttershy: Everyone,Get behind me, NOW! (Group does so)(cockatrice squawking and roaring)  YOU! Just who do you think you are, going around turning others into stone?

  Cockatrice: (dismayed squawk)

  Fluttershy: You should be ashamed of yourself. I have a mind to find your mother and tell her what you've been up to, young man. Now you go over there, and turn my friend Lightning back to normal, and don't ever let me catch you doing this again. Do you understand me?!

  Cockatrice: (dismayed squawking and obeys Fluttershy)

  Fluttershy: Are you everyone all right? I was so worried!

  Scootaloo: Yeah, fine!

Sweetie Belle: Thanks to that stare of yours.

  Scootaloo: You're like the queen of stares. You're the--

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: Stare Master!

  Sweetie Belle: We're sorry we snuck out of the house and into the forest.

  Apple Bloom: Yeah. We'll listen to you from now on.

  Scootaloo: We promise.

  Fluttershy: Oh, you DO, do you? Well, you better, or I'll give you... the Stare!

  (Giggling)

  Lightning Strike: (Back to normal and walking towards group) Wow, that was bizarre.

  Twilight Sparkle: What happened anyway?

  Stealth Firefist: It's a long story, at which we will tell in the morning. I'm just exhausted.

  *Morning at the Cottage*

   Stealth Firefist: And that's what happened yesterday and last night. Of course, I knew constipated banana juice would work.

  Twilight Sparkle: This is gonna make quite a letter to the princess. Fluttershy, I was wrong about you. You certainly do know how to handle those girls.

  Fluttershy: Oh, I wouldn't go that far.

  Twilight Sparkle: Hmm? How so?

  Fluttershy: I assumed that I'd be just as good with kids as I am with animals. Boy, was I wrong. I really learned the hard way not to bite off more than I could chew.

  Twilight Sparkle: You and Rarity both. Good morning, Rarity.

  Fluttershy: Did you finish all those capes?

  Rarity: (sigh) Just delivered them. I have to admit, if you hadn't come along, I might not have. Thanks again.

  Fluttershy: Won't you stay for some tea?

  Rarity: I really must get back to the shop and clean up. Girls! Get your things. Time to go. Girls!

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: (giggling, calling to each other)

  Rarity: Girls! Time to-- Girls! Your things! Girls! It's time to-- GIRLS!

  Fluttershy: Allow me. (clears throat) Girls?

  Apple Bloom: Yes, Fluttershy.

  Scootaloo: You called?

  Fluttershy: Go and get your things. Rarity is here to see you home.

  Sweetie Belle: Of course, Fluttershy, right away!

  Rarity: Ah, huh, ah, how did you... how did you do that?

  Stealth Firefist: Easy, she used her great personality.

  Fluttershy: I guess I'm just as good with kids as I am with animals.

  Cutie Mark Crusaders: Thank you, Fluttershy! Bye! Thank you, Stare Master!

  Rarity: Ah, uh, speaking of which, I could use your help with Opal.

  Lightning Strike: Could, or do?

  Fluttershy: Of course. How about later today?

  Rarity: (Opal yowls) How about now? (strains) (Opal yowls)

  Lightning Strike: Looks like now is a pretty good time.

  Twilight Sparkle and Fluttershy: (giggling)