Prologue: Time CapsulesView OnlinePony PopPrologue: Time CapsulesA teenage blue and aqua pony trotted down the road to Ponyville's centennial "History Ain't A Mystery" Festival, a cellphone in her saddlebag and a scowl on her face. I don't see why I have to give up my phone for this motherbucking thing. What's wrong with taking a doll or old clothes or something I never even use? Tartarus, I don't even get why Ponyville has to take part in this buckin' time capsule manure. Her glower grew as she recalled her mother's words from earlier: "Marina, this festival won't ever happen in your life again! Take something special! Make it worth." "Ugh, but I need my phone, Mom!" "Time capsules are especially interesting to open if they contain some form of technology. Think of the sacrifices ponies one hundred years ago made so that ponies now can see what civilization was like back then. Do your part in conserving history. If ponies back then didn't need cellphones, then neither do you." "But it's. My. Buckin'! PHONE!" "Excuse me, young lady, I will not be spoken to that way." "Sorry." "Besides, we can always just get you another one, even though you spend way too much time on that thing either way. Don't be selfish, Marina. Let ponies in the future find out what life is like right now." "It probably isn't all that different but whatever." Marina tossed her hair and let out a small humph. "Aren't history books supposed to teach us history?" she grumbled, continuing down the paved road. "Not some dumbflank 'throw away your phone for absolutely no good reason' festival?" Off in the distance, she could hear the loud music and happy voices. Just over the hill and she'd be there. The filly sighed. "I just don't want to give up all my awesome music that I had to bucking buy! Like, as in, with real money." She looked from side to side, checking to see if any potential eavesdroppers were around. Spotting none, she lowered her voice and growled, "Buck you, Mom." Marina trotted up to the top of the hill and stopped, for a breather as well as to catch a sight of the view. The festival itself was nothing special, just a large, flat patch of land where all the time capsules would be buried. The previous set of capsules had been dug up and placed on top of the dirt filling up their holes, practically begging to be opened and discovered. The blue earth pony gave a slight smile. "I guess it could be pretty cool to see what are in those boxes." She made her way down to the event, her nasty disposition temporarily gone. After getting to one of the booths, she said, "Hi." The registration pony dressed in sunshiny yellow looked up from her laptop and smiled. "Hello there, would you like me to register a time capsule spot for you?" "No thanks, I already did that online yesterday," came the polite reply. Typing something on her computer, the mare asked, "Can I have your name please?" "Marina." After a couple of moments, the older pony said, "Your capsule was buried on V7. If you need anything, just give one of us yellow ponies a holler." She smiled warmly, gesturing at several other ponies clad in bright yellow. "Enjoy your discoveries." Marina thanked the mare and walked up to V7, nearly all the way across from registration. A large red violet box sat in front of her, covered in a red, a purple, a blue, a pink, and an orange jewel forming a circle around a magenta, star-shaped gem in the very center. Marina ogled at the pretty box for a moment, but quickly slipped out of her awed trance, as curiosity got the better of her. The earth pony sat down and pulled the time capsule closer to herself, peering at the name of the owner. Twilight Sparkle and friends. She'd heard that name before. She scratched her head, but the knowledge of who the pony actually was evaded her. Shrugging, she pulled the top off and stared at the colossal number of scrolls and papers. The sheer amount of words slightly intimidated her and she decided to read them later. Blue hooves scooped the majority of the parchment away to reveal several trinkets. A filthy dress covered in jewels, a crimson cape, a bottle of vintage, hard apple cider. Marina shifted through the dirt covered objects and at the very bottom of the time capsule, she found an old photo. The picture depicted quite a few ponies standing in front of a very old and rustic-looking Ponyville, nothing like the suburb she lived in today. The lavender one in the center caught her eye, though, even more so than the rainbow haired pegasus with all her bright colors. An alicorn. The teen whipped the lid of the box in front of her eyes to verify the name. Twilight Sparkle and friends. Her green eyes sparkled. I know where I've heard that name! Must have been when I was doodling in history class and Mr. Marbles was saying something about democracies versus monarchies. She was one of the four princesses! I wonder which item the princess added! She giggled. I got the time capsule of a princess!! After a little squeeing, Marina scanned the old belongings, but nothing looked special enough to have been owned by royalty. A slightly disappointed Marina turned to the piles of papers. The young mare sifted through them until she found a letter Twilight had left for her. Dear pony, (or whoever's opened this time capsule) My friends and I have each left a little something to remind you all of the our pasts. While everything we've left inside may not seem remarkable at first glance, I can assure you that every single item enclosed is significant to it's respective former owner. You might be the tiniest bit confused about some of the items in here, but never fear. I will explain everything in this letter. Marina read on, about how the bejeweled dress had been the unicorn Rarity's hit design. How the red cape belonged to the earth pony Apple Bloom as a filly and was only worn by members of the 'Cutie Mark Crusaders.' How the vintage cider was fifty percent alcohol. (Being her rebellious teenage self, Marina had made note to drink it all when she was alone. To Tartarus with being underage! she thought, cackling.) There was tons more too, about feathers and deflated balloons, and even an unfinished novel. Marina looked over to the large stack of paper, easily being more than half of all the parchment. Apparently, the princess had left it for Marina to finish. But at the very end of the letter, there was something about having written many songs with her friends . As soon as the filly's eyes glimpsed the 's' word, her excitement peaked. Being a music lover herself, she beamed when she read that the songs had been tucked away into the box as well. Tossing everything back into the box, the earth pony pulled out a time capsule of her own, stuffed her phone and a pre-made letter inside regretfully, and buried it. It was painful for the girl to see her best friend drown in dirt, but if Princess Twilight could do it, so could she. Once the deed was done, the teenager slipped Twilight's time capsule into her saddlebag, albeit with some difficulty due to it's large size, and began to head home. ~*~ Once safe and sound inside of her room, Marina pulled out one of the song papers from the box. Something called "Twilight's Twilight."
T.B.C.F. ("E.T." - Katy Perry)View OnlinePony PopT.B.C.F. ("E.T." - Katy Perry) You're so mesmerizing Could you be the best one In all of Equestria Your speed, like lightning It's not petty dreaming Totes worth all my cheering They say be afraid You're tough competition Future addition Spitfire prays that she'll stay Captain of the Wonderbolts You can pull off a Rainboom Your bestowal to flight You help me spread my wings And I'm ready to go, lead me into the sky. Show me, sh-sh-show me What real flying feels like Tell me 'bout your exploits Take me, ta-ta-take me High into the stratosphere Wanna be with you up there Girl, you're my hero Your touch fills me with glee It's probably awesome To be completely free You're so supersonic I'll watch every practice Stun me with your new tricks Your words are magic Address me; I'm ecstatic You can pull off a Rainboom Your bestowal to flight You help me spread my wings And I'm ready to go, lead me into the sky. Show me, sh-sh-show me What real flying feels like Tell me 'bout your exploits Take me, ta-ta-take me High into the stratosphere Wanna be with you up there Girl, you're my hero Your touch fills me with glee It's probably awesome To be completely free You're my inspiration And I swear I've been patient For oh so long I only wanna touch the sky But my wings just won't comply But for flight, I'll risk it all All Show me, sh-sh-show me What real flying feels like Tell me 'bout your exploits Take me, ta-ta-take me High into the stratosphere Wanna be with you up there Girl, you're my hero Your touch fills me with glee It's probably awesome To be completely free To be completely free To be completely free Girl, you're my hero Your touch fills me with glee It's probably awesome To be completely free Author's Note I feel like "E.T." could easily be sung by Martha to the Doctor as some kind of tribute to him or something. You know, because she had a bit of a crush on him? "They say, be afraid You're not like the others Futuristic lover Different DNA They don't understand you You're from a whole 'nother world A different dimension You open my eyes And I'm ready to go Lead me into the light" See where I'm going with this?
Twilight's Twilight ("Vanilla Twilight" - Owl City)View OnlinePony PopTwilight's Twilight ("Vanilla Twilight" - Owl City) The stars shine bright and clear And I lie awake and see her Pour me a dose of love that concurs Cause I'll doze off safe and happy But I'll dream of her, my lady Oh I'd let my feelings be known to her Cause I want her as my girl I'll watch the night turn to day Wishing I could while snuggling her mane Because it takes two to share that moment The stillness isn't a cruel bet 'Till I look at my hands and feel regret Cause the places her hooves should be aren't there, it's like a dark omen I'll find the way to cope soon Though I now can only stare at the moon Because it's pure beauty reminds me of her eyes But drenched in Twilight's twilight I'll sit by the window all night Neck deep in thought because when I imagine her love, I don't feel the need to cry I don't need to cry I don't need to cry As many times as we'd kiss I'll wish her love was mine I'll wish her love was mine When at last she will find me The true love she finally sees I'll feel my hard heart soften and beat again And I'll leave the sadness behind But I swear she'll never leave my mind Oh if my voice could reach straight into her heart, I'd whisper, strokin' her fur "Sweet Celestia, I wish you were my girl" Author's Note Sorry if it doesn't flow too well. I'm not that good at rhyming. I'll try to update every day or every other day at least. (More like once a week.) Btw, a million brohooves to everypony else who loves the song "Vanilla Twilight"!
Pegasus Race ("Love Story" - Taylor Swift)View OnlinePony PopPegasus Race ("Love Story" - Taylor Swift) We were both young when I first met ya When the flashback starts, I don't regret none I am high Above the camp in the summer sky See the bullies, see the pain and embarrassment See you cower under their cruel stares I can't stand it No one else was doin' anythin' 'bout it But you were Fluttershy You were more than mortified And my daddy said 'Always help a pony in need' And I was scared but holdin' my ground When I told them to leave And I said 'Back off you bastards Get away from Fluttershy You're nothing but mean to her Yet she still is sweet and kind You'll be sorry, once I put you in your place' So Dumb-Bell challenged me to a pegasus race So I line up with the boys who belittled you At the start, temper waned and anew Just close your eyes No sweat, I'll be completely fine Oh, oh But you were Fluttershy I was your only defense And my daddy said 'Always help a pony in need' So I continued to stand up for you Confident in my abilities And I said 'Ready to rock, Dash? You'll leave those jerks way behind You're the coolest, No one can dare to deny Just keep your calm and maintain a good pace Can we please just get on with the pegasus race?' So you give the signal And we all take to the air Fiery tenacity Is what's gonna get me there I can't come in last, for poor Fluttershy's sake I have to win this, the ongoing pegasus race Oh, oh I was tired of losin' Wonderin' if I would ever be a huge effect My faith in me was fadin' Everyday 'Rainbow Crash' seemed more correct And I said, 'No, Rainbow Dash, You can't afford to think 'bout that Clock is ticking And you just can't come in last It's only in your head, concentrate on the win' I burst on my speed and felt an air cone form and then A rainbow exploded and I heard a thunderous din The crowds cheered wildly at Rainbow, the speed demon I looked back to find a pair of tattoos on my flanks Thanks to the pegasus race, I joined the higher ranks Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 'Cause we were both young when I first met you ~*~ Marina stared at the oh so relatable words on the paper. There were bullies back then too? Well, I guess flankholes don't just come out of thin air. "I feel you, Rainbow," she murmured. Author's Note If you're wondering about the actual story part, then chill. I haven't forgotten about it.
All About That Mark ("All About That Bass" - Meghan Trainor)View OnlinePony PopAll About That Mark ("All About That Bass" - Meghan Trainor) Because you know I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark Yeah, it's pretty clear, I ain't no nice girl But I can rock your minds Just watch my flanks swirl 'Cause I got that tattoo that you want on your bum Too bad you can't be perfect, just accept what's on your rump I see the Goofsaders workin' that pointless club We know their plans don't work C'mon now, just shut up They clearly ain't special, but they just won't give up 'Cause every inch of them is stubborn From the bottom to the top Yeah, my daddy he told I've always been a beauty He said colts love my cutie mark and often crush on me You know I won't be some immature crybaby blank flank So if that's what you are then we know you ain't in my rank Because you know I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark Hey I'm bringing beauty back Go ahead and tell them baby blank flanks that No I'm just playing, you think you've got a chance But I'm here to tell ya Every inch of you is stubborn From the bottom to the top Yeah, my daddy he told I've always been a beauty He said colts love my cutie mark and often crush on me You know I won't be some immature crybaby blank flank So if that's what you are then we know you ain't in my rank Because you know I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark Because you know I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark Because you know I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark, no blankness I'm all about that mark, 'bout that mark 'Bout that mark, 'bout that mark Hey, hey, ooh You know you like this mark Author's Note One of my friends is absolutely obsessed with this song. I have no idea why. If it's about embracing your body no matter what your size, then why the hay does she say "skinny bes"?! I find that offensive!
