Dreamscape

[Pinkie pie bounced on her pink trampoline giggling along the way. As she bounced up she opened her mouth wide to take a bite out of the gigantic chocolate cake that floated high above her like the sun in the sky. The ground was made of marshmallows and the mountains in the distance were giant bon bon’s. She came down but missed the trampoline landing flank first into the marshmallows. She throws her hooves up and cheers before running her tongue on the ground. She stops for a moment suddenly remember the other pony in her world; “come on in, the marshmallows great”.

Twilight chuckles while raising her front hooves, the substance stretched sticking to the bottom of her hooves. She pulled a piece of it off and chewed on it savoring the gooey sweet taste, “wow, I can even taste things in this dream”.

“Well of course silly,” Pinkie pie said prying herself from the ground, “I can always taste things in my dreams, like this one time I dreamt I was on a deserted island where all the animals were made of food. There were baked potato hippos and celery stalk giraffes and banana chimps, and this huge tacodile supreme and French fry frogs. It was the bestest dream I ever had, too bad I only had it once, wouldn’t it be cool if there was actually a place like that?”

Twilight shook her head at the notion, “oh pinkie pie who would be crazy enough to think of creating a place like that”.

“Oh yeah, I guess you’re right, “Pinkie said trotting up to the trampoline and taking a bite out of the outer railing, Twilight tilted her head a bit in confusion, she didn’t notice at all that it was made of bubble gum. The pink mare blew a bubble which became bigger and bigger until it suddenly popped. Suddenly she gasped and her mane stretches out to grab twilight excitedly lifting her off the floor, “OH MY GOSH, this gives me a great idea for a new cake, quick, quick wake me up”.]

Twilight jolts up in her bed and breaths heavily as spike immediately runs to her side. She looks over momentarily at the pink mare still slumbering peacefully next to her and smiles, “your dreams are weird pinkie pie but surprisingly fun”.

Spikes look of concern fades away, “so, how was it? Pretty trippy huh?”

“Actually it was a lot tamer then I expected,” Twilight said, she gently places a hoof on the pink mares shoulder and shakes her awake.

Pinkie pie slowly stirs and yawned a bit while stretching out her hooves, “that was a great dream, but I better get to work on that cake”.

“What cake?” spike asked curiously.

“I’m calling it FOOD ZOO,” Pinkie said jumping on the bed, “a large flat cake where all the animals are going to be made out of different types of deserts and fruit. I bet the fillies and colts are going to love it. Its going to be the most superfantastic, most yummerific  cake in all of cakedom”. She hops off the bed and continues hopping towards the door, “thaaaaaaanks Twilight; see you tomorrow for the cake tasting”.

“Looking forward to it,” Twilight said smiling at her excitement as she watches her friend hop out the door.

“Wow Twilight; that dreamscape power of yours is awesome,” Spike said, “so are you going to start walking through dreams like Princess Luna?”

“Oh no,” Twilight said, “what Princess Luna does is very important work; I would never want to interfere. Besides she only taught me that spell in case a situation ever occurs where I might actually need it”. She walks down the stairs to her living room and makes her way to the kitchen. She then looks up at the clock and frowns a bit, “he didn’t come by while I was asleep did he?”

Spike grins at her teasingly, “You mean your cooooolt-friend?”

“For the last time, he’s not my colt-friend,” Twilight said blushing a little, “besides we only met a week ago during game night, he……he’s more of an acquaintance. Besides he’s pinkie’s cousin, it would be too awkward. And,  he’s coming to analyze you, nothing more, nothing less”.

“OH RIGHT, the book on dragons, man I can’t wait,” spike said following Twilight, “I wonder how much he’s learned so far, when’s he getting here?”

“That’s a good question,” Twilight said glad for the change of subject. She walked downstairs into the kitchen and opened the fridge while Spike followed and took a seat at the small table there, “he was suppose to be here an hour ago, I hope everything’s ok”.

“He probably just over slept,” Spike said, “I’m sure he’s fine”.

An hour earlier

It’s been a very stressful day for the young stallion, he’s been in situations like this before but today it just seemed both annoying and frightening at the same time. Mickey found himself laid out on his back breathing heavily from the recent struggle he encountered. His black mane was singed, smoking slightly but otherwise ok compared to the rest of him. His light brown coat was covered from head to hoof in dirt, ash and a little of his own blood having injured his hooves and haunches on a few sharp rocks. He coughed a little and tried to swallow despite his dry throat, his current situation was proving to be hazardous to his health but he couldn’t leave, not just yet.

He looked out in front of him and slowly tried to raise himself to face his assailant, “look I get it, you’re upset. I don’t blame you, I would be upset too if someone came walking into my home unannounced. I apologize for the intrusion; however I have to say that this is partially your fault”. It was very hard to look this dragon in the eyes, from his point of view all he can really see is the front muzzle of the beast’s large tanned head casted practically on top of him as the beast glared at him. The huge dragon growled; it was a sound that literally forced the stallion to shuffle back a bit.

He nervously raised a hoof, “whoa, whoa, just hear me out. I had no intention of crossing fully into your turf. But you have something that belongs to me, and I need it back”. He slowly and steadily sits up, “you have my journal wedged into the front molars of your teeth; you see I was right next to the jewel pile you were eating and you accidently tore my duffel bag open. That’s why I had to chase you down, that journal has notes from my recent expedition, so I haven’t had a chance to write my manuscript to the princess yet, aaaaaannndddd………….you don’t give a flying feather about what I’m saying right now, do you?”

The dragon blows puff of smoke from his nose directly at Mickey causing him to cough for the second time that day. The beast spreads out its massive wings and is about to take flight but realizes he can’t seem to get off the ground. He looked back and realized his wings were tied together by magical red rope; he looked back down at the pony in front of him and became even more angered. Mickey had a glowing hoof raised in his direction indicating that this was his doing. The stallion gave him a serious and stern look, “I’m sorry, I really need that book, and I can’t go back empty hooved”. He could easily see the dragons temper rising, his brain screamed at his body to run. But he stubbornly ignored it, there was a months worth of dragon stats in that one book, there’s no way he was leaving without it.

He desperately tries to look as brave as possible, but his voice quivered a little as he spoke, “all you have to do……… is open your mouth……… and let me grab my journal…….. I promise it will only take a second. Then we can both go back to our lives and you will never see me again”. The dragon growled under its breath but stood still nevertheless. The two faced one another for a while until finally the dragon opened its massive jaws. Mickey’s hoof stopped glowing and he puts it to his nose as the smell of putrid dragon breath invaded his senses.

He squints his eyes to see through to his mouth, looking at the first two teeth of the lower jaw. There it was, flapping a little in the breeze and hanging from its cover, his precious journal. He smiled and immediately moved closer and snatched it from the tooth it was wedged against. He chuckled victoriously holding the book in his hooves, “thanks dude, I really a….ppreciate……..it?” He was distracted by his own shadow, it seems to have gotten larger…….way larger……..as if the moon was falling on top of him. His eyes widened and his body grew numb; he had a terrible feeling of what this was a shadow of. He slowly looks up and the first thing he sees is what looks like the dragon’s uvula and tongue, “……………..….shit” was all he could utter as darkness took over his world and the dragon swallows him whole.