The Narrator

by Sythax

THIS! IS! CHAPTER 8!

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Twilight watched as her friends stepped through the door uncertainly, not sure what to make of it. Applejack went first, striding into the room without hesitation. Rarity followed, her eyes darting to all four corners as if she expected something to jump out. Pinkie came next, bumping into the door frame with Mr Bubbles still firmly clamped to her face. The flower pot came next, its beautifully engraved exterior bright in the dingy light of the room.

Twilight did a double take, her eyes widening as the pot waddled into the room. That is until she spotted four yellow hooves poking out from underneath, struggling to move in the confined space. She sighed, hoping the others could coax Fluttershy out before she hurt herself. With a 'thud!' the pot fell to the floor, the hooves being pulled back inside.

The other mares in the room swung around, their ears upright at the sudden noise. They watched the flower pot, examining it carefully as it stood in front of the door way.

Fluttershy walked through the doorway, peering over her shoulder. As she turned she came to an abrupt halt, eyeing the pot curiously before manoeuvring around it.

"Something's not right here..." said Rarity slowly, not taking her eyes off the flower pot.

"Yer tellin' me..." replied Applejack, looking around warily "So Rarity, How do these ghost stories usually end?"

"Well..." began Rarity as she adjusted her bowler hat to an angle more to her liking "They usually revolve around putting the spirit to rest"

"The mares all shrieked as the door slammed shut behind them."

All those present in the room, living or otherwise, turned to the door, that was, in all senses of the word, open.

"I said the door slammed shut!"

The living mares all raised their brows at each other.

"Yes, this is defiantly the way the story goes. No, you cannot just close it gently, I don't care how many heart attacks it causes!"

"Y'all right there partner?" smirked Applejack "You're soundin' mighty rustled there"

"I'm fine! Twilight is just being difficult"

"He he" chuckled Rarity "That sounds like our Twilight"

"Inspector Rarity began screaming in unbridled agony as she was struck mercilessly by some unseen force of pure malice"

Rarity then preceded to yelp as she jumped six feet into the air before crashing down on the floor in a daze.

"Rarity! Are ya ok lass?" cried Applejack, rushing over to assist the fallen unicorn.

"I believe so. I feel like I was just on the receiving end of what our dear friend Rainbow would uncouthly call 'an ass kicking'"

"I think Twilight took offence to you calling her difficult" said Pinkie, her face now free of Mr Bubble's grasp.

"Where did that little monstrosity get to?" enquired Rarity, looking around the room. She found him sitting on the floor to her left, glaring at her.

"Ya really hurtin' a lot a ponies' feelin' with all these names Rarity" frowned Applejack "Mr Bubbles don't like bein' called a 'monstrosity'"

Rarity snorted in response "Oh please. He has more tentacles than brain cells. As if he could comprehend our language. "

Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy looked at Rarity, mouths open wide. Surprisingly, it was Fluttershy who spoke up first.

"Why would you say something like that Rarity?" she mumbled "That doesn't sound like you"

"Rarity began to laugh manically, the sound echoing round the empty room"

This statement was severely underwhelmed by the giggle like snort that escaped Rarity's mouth.

"That's because I'm not Rarity!" she proclaimed loudly.

This caused everyone in the room to raise an eyebrow. Even the mass of tentacles that had been bubbling with rage mere moments ago.

"Well then who the hell are ya?" asked Applejack.

Not-Rarity giggled again "My name" she said "is Common"

Stony silence filled the room. Not even the flowerpot, who had been listening intently the entire time, said a word. Mainly because it couldn't.

"You know, that sounded much better in my head"

However, no one was listen. They were all watching Pinkie intently. For at the proclamation of Common's name, she had begun to twitch violently.

"Umm Pinkie?" asked Fluttershy quietly "Are you ok?"

"New pony? No its Rarity. But new name. Need party. But already welcomed to Ponyville. Same pony? Reintroduce? Situation does not compute"

Smoke began to pour from her ears, spars flying from her eye sockets. Then with a loud bang, Pinkie Pie's head fell off, hitting the ground with a *CLANG!*

A second stony silence filled the room, greeting the other silence with a complicated series of handshakes. Then chaos erupted.


Meanwhile, back in the real world, Discord sneezed.


Twilight watched in horror as her friends fell apart. Quite literally in Pinkie's case, her legs detaching themselves from her body with metallic hisses, falling to the floor to join her head. Fluttershy fainted, kicking up dust as she fell down next to the pieces of Pinkie.

Mr Bubbles, frighten by the explosion from Pinkie's head, had jumped on to Common's face, frightening her and causing her to begin running laps around the room, trying to dislodge the creature. Applejack, ever protective of those close to her, began chasing them, desperately trying to save Mr Bubbles.

Deciding enough was enough, Twilight addressed The Narrator "Alright, you've had your fun. Put me back in the story now!"

"But why? This is so much fun?"

Twilight cursed, knowing she would never convince him just by asking. She had to out smart him. But how? She racked her brain, till an idea came to her. And idea so simply brilliant it had to work.

"But if their like this, the plot isn't moving anywhere is it?" she smirked.

There was no response to her remark which meant one of two things. He hadn't heard her, or was debating whether she was right.

"I suppose you're right. I was getting dizzy watching them anyway. Hold on tight!"

Twilight's stomach dropped as a large drain appeared beneath her, sucking her into the abyss below.


Twilight opened her eyes slowly. Sure enough she was standing in the same room as her friends, on the opposite side to the broken Pinkie and unconscious Fluttershy. Taking in a deep breath, she prepared to calm the situation.

"PLEASE CAN WE JUST CALM THE BUCK DOWN?!"

The room came to a stop. Applejack and 'Common' stood and looked at her, Fluttershy snapped out of her coma and even Pinkie's separated head, opened its eyes to watch.

"Twilight?" asked Common.

"Duh. Who else is this colour?"

Applejack snickered "I dunno. You really work the silver though Twi"

"Silver?" she asked, utterly bamboozled.

Fluttershy crept over and held up a silver tray in her hooves, allowing Twilight to see her reflection.

"You have got to be bucking kidding me..."

Her eyes were the only recognisable part of her. Where a unicorn's body should have been was now a large, brand new, silver toaster.

"NARRATOR!!! NOT FUNNY!" she screamed.

"What? You asked to be put back in the story. It was you who failed to specify in what form."

"When I find you I'm going to-"

"Hold it! Chapters finished. It's have to wait. Cheerio!"

"Umm, bye" said Fluttershy, earning her an angry glare from Twi-toaster.

"Whooee!" said Applejack "Let's open a few windows, its getting a bit toasty in here"

All Twi could do was groan.


Author's Note

Its here! A lot happened this chapter and you're probably lost. Don't worry, so am I!