My shiny new tower

in the tower...

"You do know that it will be a while before he gets here right?" Spike rolled up the list he was handed, most of the towers interior was bare due to the packing princess. The boxes and crates all stacked by weight size and content. "we will have to wait for him to get here and 'take me down' so to speak."

Twilight waved a hoof dismissively, barely even giving him a side-long glance, "Oh, don't worry about the 'test', I'll do that my self." she shuffled on the bed, getting her wings out and fluffed. "I need to see for my self if he is half as competent as he seems."

"And how are you going to test him?" Spike folded his arms and began to tap his foot.

"I'm not going to tell you till I need to, that way, if you try to tell other ponies about it, I don't have to worry!" Twilight waved her hoof again, right as a loud banging from down below could be heard.

The door was a thick piece of iron wood, a good hearty wood door. It was also impossible to knock on and be heard from the other side. It was very hard to get a door like that anywhere, yet another testament to the wealth of the Sparkle Estate. We looked to each other in confusion, obviously the noise should have been impossible to hear from this distance... unless it was from the stone.

The tower shook as another loud bang reverberated from the base of the tower, shakeing us. I slowly made my way over to the door to the room, waiting for the next hit to rock the tower. I could hear my heart thundering in my ears. As no other sound came up, I decided to chance it and undid the latch holding the lower door closed. With trepidation-yes I know, book worm-I made my way down. The stairs seemed to be darker and steeper as I made my way down, almost like they were trying to get me out of the tower. The door was a scant few steps away now, the torch beside it giving it an ominous shadow.

CREEEK!

I swear by all the gods and deities known and unkown, that was the second most scary moment of my life. the dor opened to reveil that pink mare from before, only this time her hair was straight as a perfect line and I swear i could see the souls of every evil being ever crying in anguish in those eyes. Her smile could fell entire armies. That voice, oh gods that voice! "Little pig, little pig~... let me in... or I'll huff, and I'll puff. Then I will... DEVOUR YOUR SOUL!!"

i didn't sream like a little filly or run away like I was going to die, no I stood there like a brave dra-

"No you didn't you totaly went running like a little filly! Cheese even Snapped a picture as you screamed!" Pinkie waved a photo of Spike posed like a little female minutaur getting scared.

Spike was blushing furiously, trying to look angry but ending up looking embarassed. The rest of them laughed at his expence, furthering the blush on his face. "Well at least you had your fun, know can I have the picture?" he held out a claw indignantly.

Cheese Sandwich, sorry, Prince Cheese Sandwich, smiled and held out the offending picture to Spike finaly. "Here you go Spike! No harm, no foul, right?"

With a swipe of a claw and a quick flame, the picture was destroyed. "Yeah, now. OK, to what do we owe this visit? I mean, it's not that we don't want to see you, it's just that we didn't know you would be back so soon." He leaned foreward, the chair creaking slightly as his might shifted.

Pinkie gasped as her tail twitched rappidly, followed by her ears flopping over her eyes, followed by her legs wobbling, followed by a doozie. "OH! I've never had that combo before! I wonder what it's for?!"

Out of nowhere, Prince Cheese pulled out a seizemometer looking thing, "Here dear, lemme, check the Cheeseometer, it just mi-" his face paled as he lifted the notes scrawled on the paper. "Honey, we need to get away from this tower. Now."

Sombra and crew

"WHERE IN TARTARUS IS IT!?! THIS DAMNED MAP WON'T STOP POINTING TOWARDS MY LEFT AND WE KEEP MISSING THE DAMNED TOWER! Who was responsible for this?! Who is the developer of these accursed maps?!" Sombra was practically roaring at the camera crew. Like the sensible ponies they were, they just kept filming.

"Sombra, could you describe the current predicament to the viewers? Wide Shot, get a closeup on him, we need this." Final Cut motioned for the camerastallion to get closer. Wide Shot logicaly decided to get farther away. Sombra, furious had finaly found a target to vent his frustrations upon, the foolish stallion who had been pestering him for the past three days and irritating him at every given chance not to.

The anger quickly turned to a sociopathic glee as he cantered over to the idiotic colt. "Well, you see, it's alot like having somepony steal from you. You just can't help but want to harm the one causing the problem... you just need to find the one responsible." Sombra looked over at the camera crew, wondering if the 'feed', as they called it, was 'live' or just a recording like they said. But a glimpse of a structure of a rather tall stature caught his attention. With a flash of his horn, Sombra dissapeared from their view.

Reappearing in the what he assumed to be the correct location of the tower as it were. He quickly galloped over to the base of the tower, catching a glimpse of a trailer being pulled around the back. A dragon opened the door, his scales were a purple on green mix that immediatly made him think of a rather poisenouse flower he once came across in his youth.

The dragons grabbed the pendant that hung around his neck and pulled it off. As the cord came free, the dragon immediatly grew in size anatomicaly correct for the most part, the wings were just a bit larger than expected. "WHAT BUISNESS HAVE YOU< MORTAL." the gravely voice boomed without effort.

Sombra struck what he hoped to be a heroish pose, and raised his conract before him. "I have come for your Princess, Dragon, let us begin the..." he quickly flipped the document around and proceded to reread the script, "Challenge, task, and or quest upon which I must win in order to win her heart!" he flung the contract at the dragon, forcing it to grab for it.

"As her dragon, I have full authority to tell you the challenge. You must recite Starswirles Twelve Eidicts upon Magiks first contemplations. Otherwise, test your metal agains my scales and hope to the Sun and Moon you survive the five minutes." The dragon held the contract up and blew fire upon it, the smoke flying away as if enchanted. With a smile the dragon readied himself for the second option.

Sombra drew in a breath and began to recite the fools Eidicts.