It was a bright and warm sunny afternoon in Ponyville. All the dark and stormy cloud’s had been cleared after a week of none stop raining, and everypony was out and about enjoying the nice weather for a change. It was around half past noon when Dorklight Sprinkles stepped out of her library to do some shopping.
“Hey wait a minute, my name is Twilight Sparkle.” She stated confused
Dorklight Sprinkles was on her way to Sugarcube Corner to pick up a cake for Spikes upcoming birthday later that week.
“HEY, didn’t you just hear what I said, my name is Twilight! TWI LIGHT!!!!” she tried again, sounding a little annoyed.
Suddenly a random water bucket fell out of the sky, and splashed ice cold water all over Dorklight Sprinkles
“HEY” she screamed spitting a mouthful of water out of her mouth “WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS????”
Dorklight Sprinkles continued on her way to Sugarcube Corner. On her way she picked up every rock she could find on the ground, and placed them in her saddle bags.
“And just why am I doing this may I ask?” she asked “This is the stupidest thing ever, why would anypony in their right mind want to do with all these rocks?”
Suddenly Dorklight Sprinkles tripped over a rock
“Ouch!” she swore falling face first into the hard ground. “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? I DEMAND YOU DISPENCE WITH THIS TRICKERY IMMEDIATELY!!!”
Suddenly yet another bucket of ice water fell from the sky soaking Dorklight Sprinkles from head to hoof.
“I hate you soooooooooooooooo much!” she declared, spitting water from her mouth again.
Dorklight Sprinkles continued on her way, until at last she finally arrived at the famous Ponyville sweet shop, her bag’s by now budging and heavy with rocks.
“And just HOW am I going to fit Spikes cake in my bag’s with all these heavy rocks?” she asked, struggling under the now heavy weight of her saddle bags. And how am I supposed to make it home carrying all this weight by myself?”
Suddenly, the door swung open hard as a caffeinated Sweetie Belle burst out from the shop, hitting Dorklight Sprinkles directly in the face, and squashing her between it and the shops side window.
“ARE YOU TRYING TO GET ME KILLED?” she screamed, shoving the door away and removing herself from where she was plastered on the shops wall.
She entered the shop, and walked up to the counter where she was greeted by the shops resident psychopath Spitty Fry.
“Hey Twilight” she greeted “Who’s the weird ominous voice, and why is he calling me Spitty Fry?”
“He’s one of the writer’s” Dorklight replied irritably “And he also appears to be some kind of psychopath.”
Suddenly, Dorklight Sprinkles was clobbered with yet another bucket of ice water.
“Worth it” she stated, spitting the water out of her mouth again. “Is the cake for Spike done yet” she asked.
“Yes indeedy” replied the pink psychotic pony, disappearing under the counter, and re-appearing again carrying a giant cake in between her hooves. The cake was a triple layer cake, covered in rubies, diamonds, and sapphires. “Rarity spent hours finding all the gem’s I used for the cake.”
“Thanks Pinkie, I’m sure Spike is going to love it” Dorklight Sprinkles replied. “AND WILL YOU STOP CALLING ME DORKLIGHT SPRINKLES!!!!!”
Suddenly another bucket of ice water fell from the sky, but Dorklight pulled out an umbrella just in time.
“Ha, fooled…”
And then Dorklight tripped over a rock.
“THAT DOES NOT EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE. I WAS NOT EVEN WALKING.” She shouted picking herself up from the floor. “AND HOW DID THAT ROCK EVEN GET HERE?”
“Maybe it fell out of those saddle bag’s full of rocks you were carrying with you?” Spitty Fry suggested. “What you doing with all those rocks anyway?”
“Believe me I wish I knew.” Dorklight replied deeply irritated. “Anyway thanks for the cake” she said, taking the cake with a flash of her magic. “I’d better get it home before anything else happens.
Dorklight Sprinkles slowly exited the shop, and carefully made her way back to the library, carrying both the cake and the saddle bags full of rocks. Exhausted and tired, she eventually made it back to the library, gratefully to finally be back home. “What a day” she said, carefully place the cake in one of the high cupboards where Spike could not reach it. She then proceeded to her living room and plopped herself on the couch. She reached with her magic to pull out a book, only to find every single one of them was missing from the library shelves.
“Alright wise guy, what have you done with my books?” she asked by now deeply annoyed and aggravated.
A quick look up told her exactly where they were. All 127 books had been magically plastered onto her ceiling above.
“All right, put the books back where they belong!! I want them all back in the order they were….
Suddenly all the books fell off the ceiling on top of Dorklight Sprinkles.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARHG” Dorklight Sprinkles screamed at the very top of her lungs, jumping out of the pile of books, sending the top most ones flying. “THAT’S IT THAT IS THE VERY LAST STRAW! I'VE ABSOLUTELY HAD IT!!! WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS? WHO ARE YOU? I DEMAND A NAME AND AN APOLOGY THIS INSTANT!!! I AM A HIGHLY POPULAR, WEALTHY, AND HIGHLY PAID CARTOON CHARACTER, AND I DEMAND THE RESPECT MY POSITION DESERVES. WHO ARE YOU? SHOW YOURSELVES THIS INSTANT!!! WHEN I GET A HOLD OF YOU, YOU ARE GOING TO…
Dorklight Sprinkles words were cut off as the pages of the book where suddenly closed shut.
“Ah it’s ever sooooo much fine being me.” The draconicus stated, laughing gleefully. “Aren't I such a stinker?”
“You do realize Twilight is going to kill us when she finds out?” the blue and lanky alicorn replied next to him.
The End…..Or is it?
