Friendship is Magic: The Play!
Friendship is Magic (Part 1)
Friendship is Magic: The Play!
Friendship is Magic (Part 1)
Written by Seven81493 & Edited by MissyAngel
“I’m not quite sure I understand, Twilight. A play?” Rarity asked once the group gathered at Twilight’s abode. She called for a meeting just earlier that day, but none of them anticipated this.
“Yes, about us!” Ponyville’s local librarian exclaimed, still in disbelief. “It’s being written by the same pony that cast us in that Hearth’s Warming Eve play!”
“But why would anyone want to make a play about us?” her farmer friend asked.
“Isn’t it obvious? We’re just so awesome that they had to!”
“Well whatever the reason is, I think we should go see it. I’m interested to see how this director portrayed us.”
“Um, does it say who will be playing us?”
“Sorry, Fluttershy, but the only information the flier gave was the time of the play.”
“And when would that be, dear?”
“Tonight at six,” Twilight answered. At that, everyone agreed to go get ready and meet at the Ponyville Amphitheater. This was certainly going to be an interesting experience, to say the least. After all, watching your own adventures unfold in front of you had to be surreal. Crumpling up the flier and throwing it in her trash bin, Twilight retired to her room to wash up and get dressed. She had a long night ahead of her…
“Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.”
“You know, if Pinkie Pie is making you uncomfortable you can just tell her,” Twilight watched as Rainbow Dash took another kick to the face. Pinkie Pie was attempting to lean over the balcony railing to get a closer view, but it was her fast flying friend who was the one getting a close view. Only it was of Pinkie’s hooves, not the play.
“Pinkie, would you please be a darling and sit down? I believe you’re upsetting Rainbow Dash.”
“Oh no, I’m totally, ow, fine, ow,” she lied lamely. After a few more kicks, she finally decided enough was enough and yelled at Pinkie Pie to sit down like a normal pony.
Responding happily as if nothing had happened, the party pony moved herself from the railing and sat down in her seat. “Sorry, Rainbow Dash, I’m just so excited to see the play!”
“We all are, Pinkie Pie, but don’t go getting your hopes up. After all, the pony who wrote the play hasn’t even met us. For all we know, he could think I’m yellow with a green mane.”
“Silly Twilight, I’m not getting my hopes up. My hopes are always up! If anything, I’m keeping my hopes level with how they normally are, or wait… does that mean I’m keeping them down?”
Face hoofing at her friend’s utterly random ramblings, Twilight looked back to the stage. It appeared that the show was about to begin, and she urged Pinkie to quiet down. As the curtains drew back, a lone pony sat on the stage, right next to a cardboard cutout tree.
“Is that… Fleur de Lis?”
“Don’t be crazy, Rares, why would she be in a play about us?” Rainbow Dash scratched the top of her head, finding it hard to believe such a rich pony would take a job like this.
“I don’t know, but it’s definitely her,” Twilight squinted her eyes and scrunched her nose, as if trying to figure something out.
Meanwhile, on the stage, Fleur seemed to be reading a book. Looking up, she placed a hoof on her forehead dramatically. “Oh, woe is me, is it true? Will Nightmare Moon truly bring eternal darkness upon us?”
“Wait a second.” Twilight had to think for a second, but then it hit her like a brick wall. “Is she supposed to be me?!”
“All the signs point to it, but even Princess Celestia herself refuses to believe me!” the faux Twilight exclaimed, with very poor acting. “Oh, I know, I can ask my dearest friend Spike to help me!”
“Wow, Twilight, is that really what you said before talking to me?”
“NO!” she yelled at her assistant with fervor. “I SOUND NOTHING LIKE THAT!”
“Guys, be quiet, you can wait until the intermission to yell about it,” Rainbow Dash told her friends.
“I can’t believe Princess Celestia would send me to a hick town like Ponyville! Can you believe it, Spike?”
“Nope, definitely not…” the pony playing Spike replied uninterestedly as they ‘flew’ through the sky on a cardboard chariot. When it had been revealed that Pumpkin Cake was playing Spike, he had grumbled angrily, making his friends laugh.
“Well are we almost there?” Fleur asked, to which Pumpkin nodded.
“We should be landing in a few seconds, Twi.”
On cue, the background changed, and the group of friends watching the play recognized it right away. “Look, it’s Ponyville!”
“Yeah, Pinkie Pie, we didn’t even leave it to watch this play…” Applejack chuckled at her friend’s excitement as the play versions of Twilight and Spike began walking into town.
“Now Spike, I want to be sure we meet these ponies, do what needs to be done, and hurry back home. I don’t want to make any friends while I’m here.”
“But why not? Friends could be a good thing for you, Twilight!”
“I don’t need friends, I have my books!”
At that, the real Twilight blushed. “T-that’s not what I was like…”
“Oh, I think she’s got you down pat, Twilight!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed, laughing heartily. After a few seconds, everyone else joined in, leaving Twilight to grumble angrily. Meanwhile, on the stage, Fleur and Pumpkin were stopped in their tracks by something Twilight had hoped to never see again. “I-is that a parasprite?”
“I reckon it is, Rainbow. But what’s a parasprite doing here?”
“M-maybe it’s just lost,” Fluttershy supplied, and everyone nodded in agreement. After a few seconds, the parasprite continued on its path, flying to the end of the stage behind Fleur and Pumpkin and disappearing. Seeming to ignore it, the two continued walking until Fleur found herself in an area designed like Sweet Apple Acres.
“Um, hello? Is there an Applejack here?” she asked one pony standing by fake trees.
“Sup.” It was a simple response, and definitely not Applejack-like. But that wasn’t the strangest thing about it. “I’m Applejack, pleased to meet you.”
“Is that a guy playing you, AyJay?” Rainbow snickered.
“Yeah, it is! What in tarnation is that about?!” She was clearly angry, and her friends had to stifle their laughs.
The group had never seen the pony playing her, either, which was odd. Even Pinkie Pie, who made it her business to know everyone, hadn’t met him before.
“Hello, Applejack, I’m here on official business from Canterlot,” Fleur said, drawing their attention back to the stage. “I need to make sure that the food will be ready in time for the Summer Sun Celebration. I was told you were the pony to speak to about that?”
“I guess, yeah. Wanna try some?”
“Some food?”
“Yeah.”
“Um, I suppose?”
Almost instant in response, the pony playing Applejack yelled, “SOUP’S ON!”
“Ugh, I ate too much pie. Never again…” Play Twilight groaned as they continued through Ponyville.
“Well look on the bright side, Twilight,” Play Spike sounded nervous, “Only five ponies to go, hehe. Heh.”
The real Spike, however, was confused. “Wait a second, is that Pound Cake? What happened to Pumpkin?”
“Well I’ll be darned, they changed your actor and nobody even noticed, Spike!”
“Well, I did!”
“I guess they didn’t think anyone would notice a minor character being changed,” Rainbow Dash replied through fits of laughter.
“Very funny…”
Drawing their attention back to the play was Fleur being knocked down into a puddle. “Um, excuse me?”
Rainbow stopped her laughter at once. “No. No. Please don’t let that be—”
“Let the great and powerful Rainbow Dah fix that for you!”
“It is…” Rainbow Dash sighed. Just her luck, she had to be played by the crazy magician pony. That wasn’t even a pegasus.
“No, really, it’s fine. I can dry myself off,” Play Twilight replied through gritted teeth. It was clear that Fleur was the best actor so far, which was the one thing that could make Twilight smile about the play.
“No, Rainbow Dash insists!”
“I DON’T TALK LIKE THAT!”
“Rainbow Dash, you should really quiet down and wait until the intermission to voice your complaints,” Twilight smirked at how irritated her comment made Rainbow. Revenge was a sweet, sweet dish.
After a few moments, and some more Trixie bragging, Fleur had moved on to the next pony, her mane still a mess from ‘Rainbow Dash's’ tornado. The fact that Ponyville had employed such a jerk for a weather pony was beyond her comprehension. As she walked into the set’s version of the Carousel Boutique, she saw someone working on a dress.
“Um, are you Rarity?”
“Why yes, I’m Raritahhhhhhhhhhhhhh” the actor for Rarity screamed upon seeing Fleur’s mane. “Darling, what ever happened to your mane?”
Meanwhile, on the balcony, everyone but Rarity was guffawing madly. “So how’s it feel to be played by a diamond dog, Rares?”
“S-shut up!” the unicorn was blushing, the red easily contrasting with her white coat.
“Oh, it’s nothing,” Fleur replied, causing the diamond dog playing Rarity to gasp.
“Nothing?! We must do something about it now!”
It had taken nearly twenty minutes, but Fleur’s mane was finally back to normal, and she couldn’t have been happier. Unlike in the real events, this Rarity didn't try to put tons of outfits on her, which probably saved them at least ten hours.
“There, all better!” the diamond dog playing Rarity sighed with relief.
“Um, thanks, I guess? Anyways, I’m from Canterlot, and I—”
“CANTERLOT?! Oh, I am so envious, so jealous! The scenery, the culture, it’s so wonderful!”
“Yes, anyways, I need to be going but it was great meeting you, really.”
As quickly as she and the play version of Spike had entered the boutique, they left, with ‘Twilight’ hoping never to see that crazy diamond dog again. As the two walked down the road leading to the edge of Ponyville, they came across a large creature. It was talking to cardboard cutouts of birds, which made Twilight roll her eyes. She could already see where this was going.
“Is that Iron Will?” Rarity was stunned to see him again, with Fluttershy sharing her feelings with not a word minus a single “oh my.”
“Hello!” Fleur yelled, making the fake birds ‘fly away’ on cue by some very visible strings. “Oh, um, sorry.”
“It’s okay. I, Fluttershy, am confident in my ability to train those birds to sing at the Summer Sun Festival!” he finished his exclamation by flexing his muscles, Fluttershy giving a ‘meep’ sound and ducking down in response.
“Oh, so you’re in charge of the choir?”
“That’s right, and it’s going to be the best choir Princess Celestia has ever heard!”
“So then everything is going well, I take it?”
“You bet your flank it is! These birds will be ready to perform in time for the festival, that you can count on!”
“Great, then that means I can go ahead and head home for the night!” the acting Twilight sounded more than relieved to do so. The real Twilight only wished the same for herself.
As ‘Twilight’ and ‘Spike’ arrived at the tree library, they both looked quite tired. “I don’t know about you, Spike, but I can’t wait to put this whole day behind me. Thank Celestia I won’t have to talk to any more of these crazy ponies tonight!.”
As she opened the door, however, she was blown back by a collective ‘surprise!’ being yelled by what sounded like every pony in town. “Oh come on!”
To the confusion of the real Twilight and her friends, that parasprite from earlier was back, and it seemed to be buzzing into Fleur’s ear as she walked over to the punch bowl. “Wait…”
“Pinkie Pie, was it? Listen, I think Spike said he wanted you.”
“Hahaha, Pinkie is a parasprite! Where did they even find one that knew how to act?!” Rainbow Dash had fallen out of her chair from laughing so hard, but to her chagrin, Pinkie Pie was giggling as well.
“I know, it’s so silly, but it sure knows how to act like me!”
“Wait, so you’re happy to be played by a tiny bug that eats everything?” Rainbow Dash asked, but stopped herself. “Nevermind, now I get it.”
Tuning out the parasprite, Fleur walked up the stairs of the tree and through a doorway before slamming the door shut. Throwing herself onto the room’s bed, she drifted off to sleep and the curtains were closed to conclude the scene.
“So this is certainly… something,” Twilight was the first to speak, and she was unsure whether this play was hilarious or offensive to her and her friends. “I wonder who Nightmare Moon will be played by, though.”
“Maybe Luna will play her!” Pinkie Pie shouted, and Twilight hoped that she was actually right for once. Maybe that would turn this play around. Though by this point, that seemed all but impossible.
“As ‘Pinkie Pie’ kept buzzing into Fleur’s ear, the faux Twilight tuned her out, instead focusing on the balcony above her, where Princess Celestia was about to make her grand appearance. At least, that’s how it was supposed to go. Nightmare Moon, of course, had other plans. So when the curtain she was to emerge from behind was pulled back, the ponies in the poorly set up prop structure gasped.
Then, a laugh was heard. “NO!” That was all Twilight could say, as she recognized the cackle right away.
“I’m afraid Princess Celestia won’t be joining us today, my beloved subjects.”
“It’s Nightmare Moon!” ‘Twilight’ exclaimed, causing everyone in the room to gasp again.
“Yes, it is I, Nightmare Moon!” exclaimed the actor, and Twilight couldn’t help but groan loudly.
It just had to be Discord...
“You’ll never get away with this, Nightmare Moon, so just give us the princess back!”
“I’m afraid that’s out of the question. Say goodbye to your princess and your sunlight! Mwahahahaha!”
As he continued laughing very overdramatically, Twilight rubbed her temples. Her friends, however, appeared to be loving it, much to her disbelief and exasperation. She had said it earlier, but hadn’t been entirely sure of it herself. But now, now she was sure. This was going to be a loooooong night.
