The yellow background pony trots out of her house. Her hair is a mess and she isn’t in the mood to be a background pony today. Her pink mane shimmers in the sunlight. Candy mane Gasps and trots back in, slamming the door shut. She almost forgot something! Yes, she has
forgotten her shirt!
The shirt has big bold letters printed in red saying LIFE. Yes, now she can go in public. She slowly creaks open the door, trotting in to her room.
She opens her drawer of cutie marks. She only has two, a mother pony with her foal, which she got at the discount shop for a low price of five bits, and three candy drops, which was given to her by her best friend, Bon Bon. Bon Bon had three of those, so she could spare one. This decision was equivalent to deciding to wear underwear.
She decides to go commando today. It’s quite boring to be like the OTHER ponies. She would go without a cutie mark today! She trots outside, yet again slamming the door shut. It was just a door slamming day.
Some days just require door slamming.
Then she gasps, yet again. She has forgotten her bag! She slowly creaks the door open. She talks to herself how inconvenient it is to be an earth pony, wishing she was a unicorn, the master race.
She slams the door shut. Then she gasps again, twice. Once at her forgetfulness, another for her ignorance, and the last for having to go back inside. She slowly creaks the door open, once more.
Some days just require slowly creaking open the door.
She trots in all the way back to her room, this being the last time she does, or so help me. She remembers that this is what she needed in the first place, but it doesn’t bother her. Much. She grabs her LIFE shirt from her drawer, her only piece of clothing she owns. She slams the door shut, after trotting out of the house.
She giggles thinking about how devious this would be. She slips on her LIFE shirt and trots to Wallmare, a few bits in her bag. The door slowly opens, lacking an amount of creak.
She glances at a very, very hot pony. He looks like the models on the Mare NOW! Magazines. He has a dark blue mane with a lighter blue body. She trots up to him. She has no self-conscience and immediately sprints over to where he is standing. She asks a question, perhaps one of the most important questions she’s ever asked in her whole life.
“What’s your name, Bae?”
She smiles at herself, thinking how cleverly thought out that question is. Isn’t she so intelligent?
“Uh, Noteworthy. You?”
She has an internal panic attack. Did this pony ask for her name? Or for her cousin’s name? Who’s name did he ask for?! She takes a wild guess.
“Uh, Fluttershy. That’s my cousin’s name.”
“You were named after your cousin?”
“No. my name is Candy Mane.”
She glances down at her flank, feeling very self-conscious. She had forgotten to put on a cutie mark! Noteworthy, noticing her blushing, says to her in a very charming voice.
“Don’t worry. I forget lots of stuff. Like I regularly forget my horn, my wings, and even my eye sometimes.”
Candy Mane gasped. How could anyone so perfect as him forget anything? He had his cutie mark, showing loud and proud, which was, by the
way, two music notes.
“Nice talking to you” The beautiful beast whispers to her. No! She has to make a move! He is her spirit animal! But sadly, it was too late. He was already in the cereal aisle. Sighs. She trots to the fruit section, picking up half of their lemons in a bag.
She then proceeds to take it to the checkout line. She pays her bits, noticing that Bon Bon is at the register! Gasp!
“Bon Bon!” She cries, giving her the bits. She hides her flank, aiming not to disappoint Bon Bon, on account of lack of cutie mark with three
candies.
“Hey Candy.” Bon Bon replies, her cutie mark with the three sweets showing. Talk about eye candy!
She takes the lemons, not exchanging another word with Bon Bon. She trots outside, trying to slam the Maremart doors, but it doesn’t work out very well, because the doors are automatic and go at their own pace.
She trots over to the big bustling square, right in front of town hall. She sets up an apple crate, devoid of apples that was lying on the ground in a convenient place. But it turns out there actually was apples in it and Apple John came and took it away from the yellow pony.
Bummer.
Gasps! Noteworthy! But something is different! His eye is missing!
“Hey! Hey! Noteworthy! Hey! Look! Hey! Noteworthy! BAE!!!”
She screeches across the square, finally grabbing the cyclops pony’s attention. He trots over.
“What?”
The hot pony questioned, staring deeply into Candy’s eyes. She says nothing, slowly giving him one of the purchased lemons. The stood, staring at each other for a moment. It was very romantic. He stares, a look of confusion forming on his face. He gallops away, proclaiming his love for her.
“What the hay?! That pony is crazy!”
He must love her very much. Long distance relationships are the best. Bon Bon trots up, because it is lunchtime and she has a break.
“What in Equestria are you doing, Candy!?”
She shouts. Candy mane smiles proudly and gives the Yellow pony a lemon. The words LIFE Gleam in the sunlight.
A pony, Roseluck I think, trots over near the stand. The stand with a lack of apple crate. “Konichiwa Candy-Chan”
Roseluck is what you would call a weeaboo. She loves anything Japanese, anime, video games. You know. She passes the Japan fan a lemon.
“レモン?”
“English please?
“いいえ”
Oh well. Roseluck trots away with the lemon, calling it something moon. Beats her. No one understands Roseluck, but then again, no one understands Candy, either.
Candy Mane eventually picks up her lemons, only able to give a few out. She gallops home, slowing down to creakily open the door.
She slams it shut, taking her shirt off. She trots in to the kitchen, and cuts up the multitude of lemons (34). She puts them into a bowl and sits down for a new episode of trotting dead. Today was pretty amazing. She got a new boyfriend, and now she was chilling, eating her lemons
and watching tv.
Lesson: Long distance relationships are the healthiest.
Author's Note
this was very fun to write. just say'n
Roseluck.
ロセルック
Rose-Chan
Sailor Rose?
Roseluck is watching anime, Pony Moon to be exact.
“I am Pony Moon, the champion of justice. In the name of the moon, I will right wrong and triumph over evil... and that means you!”
The screen flashes, illuminating the dark room. This was her fifth time watching this older anime. It never got old.
Knock knock knock
Roseluck hissed as the door swings open. Her friends, daisy and lily come in. She narrows her eyes.
“I hope you like Pony Moon.” Roseluck says, irritated that her friends would burst in on her anime session.
Lily snickers.
“Rose-Chan, don’t you know Ponemon is much better?”
Roseluck grows angry. Her shout rings through her house.
“Baka!”
Lily and Daisy gasp. Daisy curses in Japanese and changes the show to Ponemon.
Roseluck stands up in a huff and leaves her friends watching the anime.
As she walks out the door she hears;
“The horror! The horror!”
Slam. Roseluck trots outside for the first time in three weeks. After all, it was spring and no flowers were blooming yet. The sun blinded her for a few moments. After the effect was gone, she trotted to town square. Had it changed?
Nope. Not much at all. Which was weird. Usually there’s at least a new resident. Then, Right then and there, before this paragraph could be finished, she saw the worst possible thing that could happen.
A flower.
“I’ll have to exterminate it!”
Rose whispered with hatred in her voice.
Combo! Shoryuken! Show your moves! Bonus round!
After the flower was crumpled up and burnt to a crisp, All was fine. Yes, she is a flower pony. But she is more an otaku. She NEEDED to finish her anime series! She would destroy every flower she saw if it meant Pony Moon could be finished once more.
Yes, this was her goal in life. She trotted over to fluttershy’s house. after all, that’s where most flowers are.
Knock Knock Knock
“Um…. hello?” Fluttershy timidly says after opening the door, ever so quietly.
“Can I do some lawn work?” Rose says, forming the devious plan in her head.
Fluttershy nods and slammed the door. Rose-Chan Prepares herself for battle.
Combo! Shoryuken! Show your moves! Bonus round!
Again! Combo! Shoryuken! Show your moves! Bonus round!
More! Combo! Shoryuken! Show your moves! Bonus round!
After all of the flowers were destroyed, Roseluck leaves. Fluttershy is too much of a pushover. She probably won’t mind too much.
Roseluck heads back to town square and thinks.
“If i get any sign to keep going, show me. Give me a sign to keep destroying”
Suddenly, she is tapped by a yellow pony. The pony, Candy Mane, was offering a lemon to her. Her…. Sign….
She takes the lemon and gallops away.
“I shall call you Lemon Moon…”
She mutters to the lusciously yellow lemon. She starts smashing the flowers, burning them into a honey crisp.
“we’re just getting started…”
Rose luck goes around town, destroying all of the flowers. Because why not.
She pauses, taking in a breath. Doing all this exterminating sure does take a lot of work! She didn't even know that she has the power to burn things with no burner!
She Stops at an orchard. all of the trees have blossoms on it. Blossoms or DOOM. Rose begins to buck the flowers down. She stops and realises that there are too many to buck! Burn all the trees down!
She burns them and burns them. But gasps! here comes an orange pony!
“What in the hay do you think you are doing” Applesack hisses menacingly.
“Well, Applelack, I can’t have any flowers because if I did, I’d have to stop watching anime and get a job.”
The orange pony turns to a deep shade of cripps pink. (its funny because it’s an apple pun.)
“Some of us have jobs to do! And you just put me out of one!”
Applepack sure is angry.
“Calm down, there’s still trees! Geez…”
Roseluck finds herself on her rump, right outside of the apple farm. She mutters something not fit for young ears and trots back home. She had a tiring day.
She slowly creaks open the door her friends gone. Sighs. She plops her rump down on the couch, and turns on the T.V. with her remote. time for a long anime session. Screw flowers! She only needs food, and anime.
She starts to doze off, but is immediately awaken by a doorbell ring.
“Go away! Nopony is home!”
A young stallion trots in anyway. What is he doing here?
“Scuse me miss, but AppleSack Apple is suing you for destruction of property. We will see you in court.”
His eyes flicker to the tv screen.
“Is that…. pony moon?”
He sits down. His eyes are fixed on the screen.
“Uh… scratch court. Mind if I watch with you?”
“Sure….”
Author's Note
this is a dumb chapter. bad grammar, no time. sorry. bad plot
