Ponyville is a place with a rather colorful history.
It used to be your typical little town far from the big cities, a place get into contact with nature and let your worries be bygones.
But then the Elements of Harmony appeared and everything changed.
Not in a bad way, ponies haven’t had this much excitement and fun in years. Though the image of peace and relaxation is completely torn to shreds, the inhabitants of Ponyville wouldn’t have it any other way.
The only downside is that sometimes these events that occur can be a bit random.
Like the very first one with Nightmare Moon. Not exactly the greatest example of joy and laughter, though they did get another princess out of the whole ordeal.
Or the time when an Ursa Minor ran amok in town.
And let us not forget Discord; the living entity of Chaos and Disharmony.
All in all, it should be noted for many tourists and travelers that at least once a week, an unusual event will occur.
Naturally this week wasn’t excluded.
It all started when…
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“Twilight! Twilight!” The voice of a young dragon let himself be known as a door was blasted open and a purple and green dragon practically dove inside.
The purple mare raised her head out her book, questioningly looking at Spike’s sudden outburst.
“Eh… yes?” She asked unsurely.
“Therearetheseweirdponiesoutsideandtheyaremakingamessoutofeverything!” Spike explained in a hurried tone, only making her raise an eyebrow in return.
“Slow down Spike, I am having some trouble understanding what you just said.” She calmly said to him in an attempt to calm him down.
Spike nodded, though still looking stressed and took a large breath, exhaled and did so again for several moments until his shaking stopped to a manageable degree.
“I said: There are these weird ponies outside and they are making a mess out of everything!”
“Weird ponies?” Twilight asked. “Could you describe them?”
Spike hesitated for a moment, most definitely unsure of himself, but then answered.
“Well they aren’t ponies, more like minotaur’s with the way they walk on two legs. And they are dressed in these odd white suits, covering all of their body, holding these strange black sticks.”
Twilight tried to imagine these creatures herself, but even with her large amount of knowledge, even she could not dare to say who or what these ‘minotaur’s’ are.
“What kind of trouble are they causing?” She asked.
Spike was just about to answer when the door opened and the most odd creature waltzed inside like he owned the place.
“He must be here somewhere. Sark, where are you?” A deep male voice came from it.
Out of nowhere another voice answered.
“I am in the house that is made out of pure sugar Gassy. Holy Shit man, I must be in the nightmare of a diabetes person because they have everything here.”
“Keep looking, they can’t be far. They either have to be there or in this weird library tree house.”
“No I’m not.” A different giggling voice responded with some cheek.
“Yes you are you little shit! We only got two minutes left and you said you were inside. These two are the last places left.”
“If you say so~”
Shaken out of her stupor, Twilight cautiously walked towards the owner of the deep voice, whose name appeared to be Gassy.
“Umh, hello excuse me?” She tried to get his attention, but was simply ignored.
“Oh one of those ponies is talking to me again. Hey Adam, where did you find this map, it’s awesome.” He said while turning around all the furniture, without touching it! All she could do was follow him and catch anything that was throw around with her magic.
“I know right! Some dude contacted me and just gave it to me. I can’t even tell who created it, but I’d love to play some more maps he made.”
“Ugh, hello?” She tried again, this time with more force behind her voice.
“The design is different too, you can even interact with some of the NPC’s.”
“What really? How come you didn’t tell us!” Gassy demanded.
“Because it’s not my turn to hunt yet!” ‘Adam’ jokingly answered.
“Adam you cheater! Tell us from the start will ya!”
“Hahaha!”
“Hey Gassy, there’s this pink one over there staring at me, I’ll ask her if she’s seen anything suspicious.”
“Gotcha, I guess I can ask this one over here. Do you need to type or do they recognize in game voice chat?”
“I can hear you, you know!” Twilight answered for him.
“Holy shit!” Gassy exclaimed with a higher pitch.
“What, what!” A new voice popped in.
“They can hear our Skype call. This purple horse just responded to what I said!”
“Ah, it looks like in game voice chat is always on. They can hear everything we say.”
“I am not a horse! I am a Pony!”
“Yeah, that’s great and all, but have you seen anything move around? Probably something small, like the size of a packet of ketchup.”
“Why do you think I am something small?” Adam responded before she could.
“Because you are always something small! Like the time you became an omelet, or the time you found a hoolagirl! Oh god, don’t let there be a hoolagirl on this map!”
“Oops! Hahaha!”
“Adam!”
“Hey Gassy, the pink one is guiding me around the kitchen. Apparently someone has been moving around.”
“Be careful, Adam’s something small. Who knows what Chilled became.”
“Ah looks like one minute left, I’ll give you guys a hint. I am what every Italian person is made of.” The new voice, who was probably Chilled said.
“Oh! I got him! He’s a bowl of spaghetti! He’s running away!”
“Shit, shit! I shouldn’t have moved! I shouldn’t have moved!”
Far off, the sound of a small explosion reached the ears of the people inside the library.
“Yes! Got him!” Sark cheered.
“Noooo! Adam it is up to you now!” Chilled cried out.
“I won’t let you down Chilled! These little diaper babies won’t even reach me!”
“Aha! He’s up an elevated position! He’s got the high ground!” Gassy declared.
“I’ll keep a lookout over here… Oh shit! I am being attacked! I am being attacked!”
“Wait what!?” All three voices spoke in unison.
“It’s the pink one! It’s attacking me! I’m going to die, bullets aren’t hurting it!”
“I see it! She’s chasing him with a frying pan!” Chilled tried to say, while holding his laughter.
“Man down! Man down! Gassy you are on your own!”
“Got it, hey Adam, only half a minute left, Library or Bakery?”
“I don’t know… Oh fine, I am in the Library!”
Immediately the creature in white raised his head, and black stick up in the air, gazing around.
Meanwhile Twilight was having a mental breakdown.
Something has happened in Sugarcube Corner. Pinkie has attacked the strangers and she normally never does that to new people in town. Which means they are a threat, which means the Library is in danger!
And all he wanted was something small and out of place right?
Then she’ll just give it to him so he goes away!
She knew everything that was supposed to be inside the Library, in the smallest nook and cranny, from the basement to the ceiling.
Gathering her magic, she released a spell to track down anything that did not belong and as luck would have it, she found exactly what she was looking for.
A… hoolagirl was it? Some odd statue was sitting atop one of the bookcases, slowly climbing higher and higher.
That would not do and using her magic she lifted the thing and brought it before the creature.
“Hey, whoa! No fair! What’s going on!” Adam whined out loud.
“Haha! Take that cheater! The game’s fighting back! You have no power here!” Gassy joked at Adam’s expense.
“This is what you need right? Get out now!” Twilight demanded.
Gassy awkwardly looked at her, or at least it felt so to her. Whatever facial expression he had underneath that mask, she would never know. In any case, he switched his small black stick to something she recognized.
A crowbar.
“Any last words?” Gassy asked.
“No fair! I want a reroll!”
“Reroll denied!” Gassy shouted out and with one hit, the hoolagirl disappeared into nothingness.
“Huzza we won!” Gassy roared and Sark joined in.
Chilled was laughing and even Adam, who had lost seemed to enjoy it with the way he was giggling.
“That’s it right? You’re done right?” Twilight asked, anger clearly shown on her face.
Gassy looked at her.
“What do you mean done? This is just the first round. Now it’s our turn to hide.”
“What!?” Twilight exclaimed, but Gassy disappeared, just like the hoolagirl, into nothingness.
Immediately she sprinted towards the window, peering outside.
There in the middle of town square, she saw two creatures in all white suits and two other creatures with a strange T-pose floating around.
Even from here she could hear the giggling and laughter…
Author's Note
Maybe I'll update with more content. Maybe I won't.
Honestly I just had to write this when it wouldn't leave me alone.
