Just Dance for Celestia's Sake!
Just Dance for Celestia's Sake!
The place was booming. Pinkie Pie's new party was underway and it was just getting into full swing. Speakers beated and bass made the door nearly come off the hinges. Balloons and confetti lined the walls and red cups littered the floor. As for Pinkie Pie, all was right in the world. For at that moment, she was getting her groove on. Her Dance of Awesomeness was awesome, and many other ponies scooted away from the dance floor. Hooves ablazin' and booty shakin', she danced like there was no tomorrow. All was right, and all was good. And then, the unexplainable happened.
"Pinkie Pie! HEEELP!" she could hear a cry for help like that from a mile away. This was a disaster. She slowed her dancing to a stop, the music slowing down aswell.
"HEEELP!!!" she heard it again! Her eyes dialated. All those days of baking and dancing prepared her for this day. Pinkie sped off of the dance floor, pushing cheering ponies aside in her wake. Some even got knocked over by the sheer speed of her gallop.
Arriving at the place of dispair, she took note of what had caused the horrible tragedy.
"THE CAKE! IT'S GONE!!! HEEEEELP!!!" yelled a familiar cream colored filly. It was Fluttershy, and she loved nothing more than Pinkie Pie's patented Chocolate Marmalade Raspberry Swirrel. Accept her animals of course. Pinkie gasped and ran her friend.
"I'll save you!" she shouted. Pinkie turned and galloped to the kitchen where Mr. and Mrs.Cake were furiously at work making treats. Their babies in one hoof and wisks in the other.
"Oh thank goodness! Pinkie Pie thank you! We need you're help." they both said at once. Their expressions not betraying their actions. But no. NO! Pinkie had a bigger problem to attend to.
"Sorry Mr. and Mrs.Cake! Big thing! GOTTA RUN!!!" she shouted. Her eyes lit with determination. Running to a counter, she pulled open a drawer and aquired the key from inside. Next, she unlocked a case, opening it and pulling a Sledgehammer out. And then, she made her way to a red box with glass covering it on the wall. She brung the hammer down onto it, shattering it in one strike. Finally, she picked up a shard of glass from the ground and slit her hoof. Tears escaped her eyes as she ran to the final objective. A giant metal door that both of the cakes could have sworn wasn't there before. Pinkie let her blood drip onto a thin glass slide and slid it into a compartment in the door. It slowly opened as the metal squeaked in it's wake. After a minute or two of waiting, the door was finally opened, and she finally could see what she was seeking. The Great Cake: a masterpeice of sweet strawberry and banana frosting covered in sprinkles of all colors and dipped entirely into a chocolate fountain. Then a layer of ice cream after that, baked with a blowtorch until the outside was a satisfying crispy brown.
Her netherregions shivered from just looking at it.(Her tongue you sicko!)
And just her luck, next to it was a small forklift. But unknowing of her, a squabble was going on outside the kitchen. And all of her friends were the main attraction.
"HELP!!! PINKIE PIE!!!" screamed Twilight, her horn flopping about as she thrashed.
"It's no use Twilight Sparkle! For me, the GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE, has trapped you in her grasp and she will have her revenge!" she said, her horn glowing bright enough to light the entire room. A giant pink bubble surrounded the party guest and to make things worse, they all had Disco Fever. They all had the unbearable need to get funky. Trixie was resitant to the strange desease and this was used to her advantage.
"HAHAHA! Trixie has trapped you in her bubbles and she has infected you with Disco Fever while doing so! My new spells worked out neeeeeeeiiiiiightastically!" she shouted in triumph, her head held high as she reared up on two legs.
"You will never get away with this you ruffian!" warned Rarity.
"Oh but I have! When you're friend Pinkie Pie gets back, Trixie will have already tired you into a coma! HAHAHA!"
Then, the unspeakable happened, and out of the kitchen(Out of a hole in the wall actually.) blasted Pinkie Pie on a forklift.
"I will save you!" she shouted to the collection of ponies in Trixie's magical barrier.
"You're too late! Trixie has already trapped Twilight Sparkle and her friends within her impenetrable barrier! You will never save them! HAHAHA!" she laughed in triumph again.
"Help us Pinkie!" they all said at once.
"Don't worry! I HAVE CAKE!!!" she screamed. Her right hoof slammed down onto a button on the forklift, and the giant cake flew directly at Trixie. Maybe the power of cake will save them all? Nope. Chuck Testa. The delicious soft serve desert bounced off of the shield. All of the ponies accept one Vinyl Scratch facehoofed.
The bleached mare jumped through the air like a professional acrobat, and landed backhooves first on the DJ's special setup.
"LET'S PUMP THIS @%#$!" she said. All of the ponies threw their hooves in the air and cheered. With expert precision, Vinyl uncliped a special case and flipped it onto the setup.
Everything after was just a blur for the ponies.
For right infront of everypony on the dancefloor, a figure took shape. From head to toe, he took shape. His features glowed like the full moon. His hair was pitchblack, yet his body shown like pure energy. Orange and purple his shirt was, and his pants same as his hair. The creature's shoes were sparkling like pure radiation had been injected into his feet.
Then, he started to dance.
And @#%$ing dance he did.
Ha ha ha
Pump it
Ha ha ha
And pump it (louder) [4x]
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right
N*ggas wanna hate on us (who)
N*ggas can be eerin' us (who)
And I know why they hatin' on us (why)
Cause thats so fabulous (what)
Ima be real on us (cmon)
Nobody got nuttin' on us (no)
Girls be all on us, from London back down to the US (s, s)
We rockin' it (contagious), monkey business (outrageous)
Just confess, your girl admits that we the sh*t
F-R-E-S-H (fresh)
D-E-F, thats right we def (rock)
We definite B-E-P, we rappin' it
So, turn it up (turn it up) [3x]
Cmon baby, just
Pump it (louder) [6x]
And say, oh oh oh oh
Say, oh oh oh oh
Yo, yo
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right now
This joint is fizzlin'
Its sizzlin'
Right
(Yo, check this out right here)
Dude wanna hate on us (dude)
Dude need'a ease on up (dude)
Dude wanna act on up
But dude get shut like flavor shut (down)
Chicks say, she aint down
But chick backstage when we in town (ha)
She like man on drunk (fool)
She wanna hit n' run (errr)
Yeah, thats the speed
Thats what we do
Thats who we be
B-L-A-C-K -E -Y-E-D-P to the E, then the A to the S
When we play you shake your ass
Shake it, shake it, shake it girl
Make sure you dont break it, girl
Cause we gonna
Turn it up (turn it up) [3x]
Cmon baby, just
Pump it (louder) [6x]
And say, oh oh oh oh
Say, oh oh oh oh
Yo, yo
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right now
This joint is fizzlin'
Its sizzlin'
Right
Damn (damn) [5x]
Wow
Apl. de ap. from Philippines
Live and direct, rocking this scene
Waiting on down for the B-boys
And B-girls waiting, doin' their thing
Pump it, louder come on
Don't stop, and keep it goin'
Do it, lets get it on
Move it!
Come on, baby, do it
La-da-di-dup-dup die dy
On the stereo
Let those speakers blow your mind
(Blow my mind, baby)
To let it go, let it go
Here we go
La-da-di-dup-dup die dy (c'mon, we're there)
On the radio
The system is gonna feel so fine
Pump it (louder) [6x]
And say, oh oh oh oh
Say, oh oh oh oh
Yo, yo
Turn up the radio
Blast your stereo
Right now
This joint is fizzlin'
Its sizzlin'
Right
The dancemoves of this creature could be felt from a mile away. And Trixie was blasted into the sunset. The pure awesomeness of this guy's dancing cured their Disco Fever and removed all traces of Poison Joke from their bodies.
But before anypony could say a thing to thank him for what he did, he disappeared, from toe to head.
And from that day forward, Pinkie knew who to call on for help in her time of need.
*I fucking loved making this. Here is the song and dance moves displayed to the ponies. Hope you enjoyed! Bacon[Hazard] OUT!!! Have a safe and productive day!*
