Marvel Mares

by neorenamon

"Now see?" asked Mister Richards, "We have been in our tower for a whole week and nothing bad's happened to us."

"I you don't count the mutant moles in the basement," replied Fluttershy.

"Well since you convinced them to stop undermining the building's foundation, I'm not counting that."

"Well they were just trying to build a communal burrow," she replied, "There was no need for violence." The last part was made while looking at Lightning.

"What?!" replied Lightning, "One of the little rats bit me!"

"You don't handle wild animals like a pet," she replied, "They get afraid when handled by somepony they don't know."

"Now if you'll excuse me," said Mister Richards, "I need to get back to the lab to continue setting up my sensors and my computer."

"I thought this whole Buckster HQ thing was temporary?" asked the Big Thing from his especially large comfy chair in the corner.

"Still I should get some research done while I'm here," he replied as he got out of his own chair to leave, "After all, the possibility of other dimensions besides our own is just to interesting to let go even for a week..." His voice trailed off as he continued down to the elevator to go up to his labratory level.

"I'd swear he could make anything sound boring," sighed Lightning in reply.

"That's because any words with more than two syllables is confusing you."

"At least I don't have rocks for brains."

"At least I'm not a flaming hot-air brain."

"We're a team and we should really try to get along."

"Well as exciting as all this might be," he said as he got up, "I have an appointment to keep. Miss Masters wants me to continue modeling for her clay statue."

"You know she's just looking for an excuse to feel you up, right?"

"Har-dee-har-har, match-stick."

"I wonder just how anatomically correct she's going to make it?"

The Big Thing just sighed as he stomped out of the room. Then Lightning made her way over to the couch to sit by her big sister.

"Oh... my..."

"So..." she asked slowly, "When are you going to ask him?"

"It's... not the... right time yet..."

"You know that between having his nose in his books, reading his scanner doohickeys and that other nerdy stuff, he's never going to look at you with any interest."

"Well... He's very busy... right now..."

"I bet that talking computer he's working on is going to get more personal time with him than you are."

"Well I'm sure the computer... will be a better lab assistant than I was..."

"Well at least there's no other mare competing for his attention."

Flutters nodded.

"That you know of..."

She swallowed hard.

"I kid you sis!" she giggled, "You make it just too easy!"

"Why don't we go around Canterlot and do a little shopping. That always makes me feel better... about things."

"Fine," she sighed, "I suppose I could always use some new clothes."

"Considering how many of them you've burnt up so far."

"Well Mister Richards won't spring for magically flame-proof clothing," she muttered, "and I don't like fluffy dresses anyways."

"He did say that he's working on something called 'unstable molecules'. Once he makes us suits from that, they shouldn't be affected by any of our powers."

"He better make mine as hot looking as I am."

"Well he's not exactly a fashion designer."

"You can say that again!"

"Well he's not exactly..."

"That's a figure of speech sis," she sighed.

"Well I do know somepony who does have a great fashion sense," she replied.

"Maybe we should go see them?"

"Well, I'm sure she's busy with her shop during business hours..."

"Oh I'm sure she can take a few moments to consult with us!"

"Okay..."

"Besides, there's nothing to eat here. I could use some breakfast while we're out."

"Okay..."

...

5 Minutes Later...

...

Fluttershy and Lightning were walking down the street as they passed by a fairly large and dark building. It seemed to be the only building in all of Canterlot that had a dark cloud hovering over it.

"Wow, what's this creepy dump?" asked Lightning as she looked it over.

"I believe this is the Plotverian Embassy."

"Wow," she replied, "What kind of creep lives here?"

"I don't know since I've never been to the Plotverian Embassy."

"That country is supposed to be so small, they don't have the room to make their own postage stamps!"

"I'm sure that's not a nice thing to say."

Little did they know that at that moment, a dark armored pony was looking down on them through the window. A large scary pony the likes of which they had never seen before.

"Laugh while you can, cretins," said the dark voice as lightning flashed around the building, "Until the day you find yourselves in the service of Lord Doctor Tirek VonDoom, King of Plotveria." <== Insert evil laughter here.

"Uh... did you hear something little sis?" asked Lightning as she looked about.

"No, but the weather seems to be strange around the Plotverian Embassy."

"Ah, then it probably wasn't anything important."

"I hope it won't be a problem having our temporary HQ down the street from here."

"Aw, who wouldn't want to be in the same neighborhood as a fantastic foursome like us?!"

"Ooo, that sounds kind of catchy."

"What? The Fantastic Foursome?" she replied, "Actually that was the title of a porn film I once saw when I was a little too drunk and bored one night."

"Oh... my..."

"Hey... Maybe you can drag the bookworm to one of those movies and get him thinking about you!"

"Oh... my..."

Lightning began laughing loudly.

"I... don't want him... to think I'm... you know... that kind of mare..."

She leaned closer to Flutter's ear as she whispered, "But maybe he's that kind of stallion?"

"Oh... my..."

"After all, everyone's bed is going to be big enough for two."

"Lightning... you shouldn't talk like that..."

"Or what?" she replied, "You'll blush more?"

Fluttershy realized that she was getting hot in her cheeks and was surely blushing noticeably.

"Besides, when I get my own steady stallion, I'm not going to be able to sleep with you at night any more."

"I... know..."

"I betcha Mister Richards could keep you safe at night just like I keep you safe now," she purred.

"Can we please talk about something else?"

There was an awkward pause before they passed by the next building. Lightning looked up and asked, "Wow, is every building on this street besides ours from Creepsapalooza?"

Flutters looked up to see something looking like a Gothic library that she didn't remember seeing there before. Even the roof was lined with creepy statues of gargoyles and the whole building looked out of place... except for the Plotverian Embassy next door.

"I wonder what kind of creep lives here?"

"I'm sure that's not a nice thing to say."

Little did they know that a cloaked figure was watching them from her window.

"It seems we've arrived back in time before Nightmare Moon began her plan," she sighed as she watched the two walking by, "Now as long as I don't run into myself in the Crystal Mountains, I don't think there's going to be any paradox issues."

"Shall I make some tea Mistress?" asked the dragon just behind her.

"Oh please do," she replied as she turned away from the window.

Lightning Dust began laughing out loud.

"What's so amusing?"

"What's so funny?!" she replied, "Just look at that sign!"

The Sanctum Sanctimonious

"I don't see what's so funny..."

"I'll explain it to you later sis," she replied.

"Okay... but I wouldn't make fun of someone we might need to get help from one day..."

"As if!" she giggled.