Or Why Fillies Should Not Try to Animate Their Snowponies
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Smarty and Twi: Attack of The Deranged Mutant Killer Monster Snow Goons
Or Why Fillies Should Not Try to Animate Their Snowponies
It was a perfect winter day: it was winter break, which meant no school; the sun was shining, but not enough to melt the snow; and a fresh layer of said snow was covering the ground, white, clean and ready to play with. It was the type of winter day that foals all across Equestria looked forward to. The perfect day to go out and play in the snow. Whether it was sledding down hills, having snowball fights with friends, or making snowponies.
One filly was working hard on that last one. Out in the woods just past her yard, Twilight Sparkle -- Twily to most -- was pushing at the snow, trying to work it into a proper pony shape. Brow furrowed and tongue sticking out between her lips (which she regretted since she kept tasting the wool of her scarf), she continued to push the snow, shaping it as she went. With a grunt, she lifted the ball up and set it on what was supposed to be the shoulders. After fixing the snout, Twily stuck pieces of coal into the face to give it eyes, then added a bunch of pebbles so it looked like it had teeth (even if jagged and uneven).
Now that it was finished, Twily smiled at it proudly. Not her best work, or even her most creative -- it was just a recreation of the classic snowpony template often used in popular culture and generally mass produced -- but it was not about the artistic style or design this time. Twily had a very different reason for it today.
Taking the scarf away from her mouth, she took a deep breath.
"Nightmare Moon," Twily called out, "Discord, the windigos. Spirits of darkness, chaos, and snow, I call upon your power. Infuse this effigy with your magic, and grant it autonomy. Make it live. LIVE! LIVE!"
A groaning noise got Twily's attention, making her jump slightly. As she watched, her snowpony shifted, moving its legs. Turning its head, it looked at Twilight Sparkle with its black, lifeless eyes. Its mouth opened as it bared its jagged rock fangs and let out a roar.
"IT'S ALIVE!" Twily shouted out with a grin, which immediately disappeared as her ears dropped and eyes went wide. "And it wants to kill me!"
With a scream of terror, Twilight Sparkle turned and ran. She heard the roar of the creature behind her, but could not hear it after. As tempted as she was, she did not look back. Twily had seen horror movies, she knew what would happen. If she looked back, she would see the monster right behind her and end up getting captured by it. She would not look back. Looking back would mean getting caught, and she did not want to get caught. She would not look back.
Turning her head, Twily looked back.
The living snowpony was still chasing after her. Saying it was "running" would not quite be accurate since it was not actually lifting its legs. Instead it held its front legs extended out before it, and was moving across the snow like a foal sliding down a playground slide while standing up. It followed after her with ease, mouth wide open and black eyes narrowed.
Why had she gone so far from the house to do this? Why had she even done it? She did not think something like this would happen.
As her house came into view and she reached her backyard, Twily put on a burst of speed, running for the back door as fast as she could. Reaching the door, she threw it open, then slammed it shut behind her and pressed against it with all her weight, panting heavily.
"Twilight!" her mother shouted. "What have I told you about slamming the door?"
"Mom!" Twily shouted back, running through the kitchen and toward the living room. "Mom! Mom! I brought a snowpony to life, and now it wants to kill me."
From her desk in the corner, Twilight Velvet turned to look at her daughter. Lips pursing out, she raised one eyebrow.
"You brought a snowpony to life?"
Twily sighed at her mother's question. She recognized the tone it was asked in. Her mom did not believe her.
"Yes," Twily insisted regardless. "I made a snowpony in the woods, now its alive and wants to kill me. It even chased me all the way home. It's probably still out in the backyard, waiting for me."
With a sigh, Twilight Velvet got up and started toward the kitchen.
"Wait," Twily cried out. "Mom, no. No." She grabbed her mother's tail and pulled. Her legs locked as she tried to dig her hooves into the floor.
Instead she was dragged along by her mother as the two of them headed for the back door. Velvet's horn lit up as she pushed aside the small curtain covering the window in the door.
"Oh, Twilight," Velvet huffed. "You built it right on the stoop?"
"What?!" Twily cried out, letting her mother's tail go and looking up at the window.
The snowpony was standing right at it, its nose practically touching the glass. Its black eyes were looking directly at her.
"Oh no!" Twily shouted as she turned to run. "It knows where I live and is trying to get in! We need to move right away. To someplace really warm. Like the tropics!"
She knew it would not happen though. Her parents would never realize the danger until it was too late. Besides, they would never just up and move like that. They were too slow about getting anything done. They would be no help in this.
Making her way up the stairs as quick as she could, she headed for her bedroom and threw the door open.
"Smarty," Twily called out as she ran into the room, "we have to do something."
Smarty Pants looked up from the book she was reading, the mule's mismatched eyes blinking at the filly.
"Why? What happened?"
"It worked," Twily answered. "I managed to bring a snowpony to life. I didn't think it would actually happen, I was just joking around. Didn't even try to use magic or anything. But it worked. The snowpony came to life, and it's evil. It chased after me and wants to kill me."
She flopped onto the floor and sighed.
"Uh, Twily?" Smarty asked. "Is that it?" She pointed a hoof at the window.
Getting up from her spot on the floor, Twily hopped onto the bed and looked out the window.
There, out in the yard was the snowpony. It was sliding along the snow as it had before, making its way around the side of the building and heading toward the front.
"What's it doing?" Twily asked.
"Probably circling around the house," Smarty answered. "Checking the place out, or looking for a weak spot or something."
"We need to do something," Twily said. "We can't just wait around."
"We can go out the back," Smarty suggested. "If it's heading to the front, it will be a while before it gets back. Then we can follow it."
Twily thought about it a moment. It was a valid point. They could get down there, slip out, follow after it, and come up with a way to stop it. It would be better than sitting in the house waiting for it to... do whatever it was planning to do.
"Right" Twily said with a nod. "Come on Smarty. We got a deranged snow goon to stop."
The two of them made their way down the stairs and toward the backdoor. Pulling it open, the two of them poked their heads out and looked around.
"Clear," Twilight Sparkle declared.
"Clear," Smarty Pants agreed.
Slipping out and shutting the door behind them, the two pressed close to the wall. Keeping close to it, they moved along quietly, listening closely. As they reached the corner, Twily crouched down and looked around it, with Smarty following suit.
The snowpony was still at the side yard. It was standing still, head turning as though it were looking around for something.
"There it is," Smarty whispered. "What do we do now?"
"Uh..." Twily looked around, trying to think of something. All that she saw was.
"Snow." Reaching down, she grabbed a hoof full. "Quick. Grab some and make a snowball. Maybe we can knock the thing's head off or make it fall over or something."
Following Twily's lead, Smarty started to grab a hoof full of snow and squeeze it down. They did not need to be very good. Just enough to hit the target with some force. Instead of throwing it right away, the ready snowballs were set aside as the two of them made some more. It was only when they had a small pile that they stopped, still hefting the ones in their hooves.
"Ready?" Twily asked.
"Aye-aye," Smarty replied with a salute.
"On three." Twily moved closer to the corner. "One... Two... THREE!"
She jumped around the corner and lifted her snowball, throwing it with all her might.
The snowball hit the ground with an audible puff, shortly followed by a second one.
"What?" Twilight cried out, eyes wide. "But it was here a second ago." She turned to Smarty. "We didn't spend that much time on snowballs, did we?"
"Doesn't matter," Smarty replied. "Let's just grab some an go after it."
"Right."
Returning to the pile, Twilight grabbed an armful of the snowballs, carrying as many as she could while still able to walk. She then moved as quickly as she could with them, heading around toward the front yard. Stopping again, Twily pressed against the wall and peaked out.
"There it is," she whispered. "Ready? Go!"
The two of them jumped out from around the corner. With fierce battle cries they let loose, launching their frozen projectiles. Whether it was skill, luck, or fate on their sides, the barrage flew true, striking their target. The two continued their vicious assault until their ammunition finally ran out.
The snowpony stood where it had been, looking down at where the snowballs had struck it.
"It didn't do anything," Twily huffed, ears dropping. "The snow just stuck to it."
Reaching down, the snowpony grabbed a big hoof-full of snow, and smacked it against it's body. It then pushed it along its side, evening it out from chest to flank. It then grabbed some more snow and stuck it to its underside.
"What's it doing?"
"It looks like it's putting more snow on itself," Smarty answered. "It's sticking to it, and making the thing bigger."
As the two watched, the snowpony continued to pack snow on itself, making its body thicker. It then picked up a large stick and stuck it in its chest, getting a gasp from Twily and Smarty. Once the snowy leg of the creature let go, the stick moved as though it were being controlled.
"It... it...it... can add more parts to itself?" Twily asked, eyes wide.
The snowpony raised its head and looked toward Twily and Smarty. As soon as they were noticed, the two unleashed a very different shout, and immediately started a rapid strategic return to base command. Neither of them stopped until they were back in Twily's bedroom with the door shut, on the bed, and under the blankets.
"What are we going to do?" Twily asked as she clutched a pillow to her chest.
"I hear that Acapulcolt is nice this time of year," Smarty answered, "and I don't think they have much in the way of child labor laws there. We could get the next train to the coast and be on a boat by tomorrow. Work at a hotel for room and board until spring."
"We can't do that," Twily replied. "We don't have enough bits for a train ticket, to say nothing of paying for a room on the ship." She sighed, ears flopping. "And there's no way Mom and Dad will give us money for that."
A growling sound from Smarty Pants' stomach got the attention of both of them.
"I can't think on an empty stomach," Smarty declared. "Maybe once we have lunch, we can think up a better plan."
Twily let out a huff and shook her head, but moved to get out from under the blankets. Smarty Pants was her best friend and most trusted adviser, but the mule was useless once she started thinking about her stomach until she had eaten. Besides, Twily was a little hungry herself. All that running in terror burned up a lot of energy.
Suddenly, the two characters on that one show made a lot more sense.
Once they had eaten and were thoroughly satisfied, the two headed back up to Twily's room. Although the did not have a plan yet, they did have an idea. Smarty Pants would watch the window, trying to keep sight of the snowpony and see what it was up to. Meanwhile, Twilight Sparkle would set up a small scale model of the yard and neighborhood. This way, they would have a visual representation of everything to work with during their strategy session.
"Uh...Twily?" Smarty said nervously. "You might want to come here and see this."
Getting up from where she had been working on the scale model, Twily climbed up onto the bed and looked out the window.
Moving across the yard was what must have been the snowpony Twily had created. After all, it was moving around on its own. Except it looked a lot different than it had before. It had packed more snow on its body, making it larger. It had added more sticks to itself, giving it even more extra limbs. Strangest of all, it had something built on its backside, just above its hind legs. There were two rocks in it above a rounded part that stuck out behind it.
"Is...is that a second head?" Twily asked, eyes wide. "It gave itself a second head, and put it on its butt. Does it even work?"
"If it does, then that means we won't be able to sneak up on it," Smarty answered.
"Not that..." Twily started, but stopped as something caught her attention.
Something else was moving around the yard as well. It white like the snow and the snowpony. It was also in the same basic shape of a pony, but...shorter? Taller? It became a little more confusing because it seemed to have a large, oblong body, but no proper legs. The "head," for lack of a better term, was more of an amorphous lump, only identifiable by the eyes and series of teeth in the spot the mouth would be on a pony. On its back -- where the shoulders would be if the lump was in fact a head -- was a pair of large sticks that stuck out, flapping with each movement.
"There... there... there... there..." Twily repeated, eyes wide as her brain tried to catch up and process what she saw. "Another one! There's another one!" She grabbed Smarty and started shaking her back and forth. "It made another one! That's not fair! It shouldn't be able to do that!"
"I think Acapulcolt is sounding a lot better right now," Smarty said, grabbing a map and holding it up.
With a snort, Twily glared back out the window.
"Okay, no Acapulcolt." Smarty tossed the map onto the floor. "Maybe we could tell the guards an--"
"NO!" Twily yelped out. "We can't do that. Ever. Do you know what will happen if the guards find out about this?"
"They'll... destroy it?"
"Yes," Twily responded, "but they'll also have to tell Princess Celestia about it. Then she will know that I created a... a... deranged mutant killer monster snow goon. Not just that, but one that made more snow goons. Do you know what will happen then? She might lock me up. Or banish me. Or banish me then lock me up in the place she banished me to. She might take away more horn. Or turn me into a statue." A gasp of horror escaped the filly.
"Or she might make it that I never have dessert again for the rest of my life."
Tears started to fill her eyes.
"We can't let that happen!" she shouted. "I love pie too much to never eat it again. I'll never survive without desserts. Nopony should have to live like that!"
"Okay, okay," Smarty said as she pulled herself free of Twily's grasp. "We won't tell the guards." She let out a huff, folding her forelegs across her chest. "But we need to do something. And fast."
With a sigh, Twily hopped off the bed and headed toward the toy chest.
"We're going to need more information," she said as she pushed the lid open and started rooting through the chest. "One of us will have to go back out there and look around to find out what that snow goon is up to down there. The other will stay here and keep an eye out for the creatures so they don't get caught."
She pulled out a pair of walkie-talkies.
"We will keep in touch with these."
"Okay,"Smarty said as she took one. "I know this will be tough, and dangerous, but I will make the sacrifice. I will stay here alone in the room and forced to watch while you get to enjoy being out in the fresh air and snow."
Twily smiled, glad her friend was willing to do that for her. Smarty would stay in the room while Twily went outside. Yes, Smarty Pants was willing to make the sacrifice and stay in the nice, warm, safe room while Twilight Sparkle went outside with the deranged... mutant... killer... snow...
Something suddenly did not add up right.
Twily decided to let it go this time.
"Okay. Then you stay up here and close to the window. I will call you and let you know what I see. If you see a snow goon coming near me, let me know."
"Got it." Smarty gave a sharp salute.
Twily returned the motion, then headed for the door. Making her way quickly down the stairs and through the house, she stopped at the back door.
"Purple Comet to House Mule," she called into the walkie-talkie, "Purple Comet to House Mule. Come in House Mule. Can you hear me? Over."
"I am not going to be called House Mule!" came Smarty Pants's voice from the device. "Call me... Super Deluxe Supreme Awesome Master One."
"There is no way I'm calling you that. Especially since it is way too long to get it all out in a dangerous situation." Twily tapped her chin. "The first letters are C, D, and S. I could call you CuDS for short."
"Let's just stick with Home Base."
"Fine," Twily huffed, rolling her eyes. "Anyway, I'm at the back door. The snow goons haven't started coming to the back again, have they?"
There was a momentary pause, probably as Smarty looked around.
"I don't see them," she finally answered. "You're good for now."
"Roger. Out."
Pushing the door open, Twily peaked out. Her purple eyes narrowed as she scanned the part of the back yard that she could see. With it being cleared, she pushed the door wider and poked her head out to get a better look. Still seeing nothing, she slipped out and shut the door. The filly then sprinted to one of the old snow forts they had built and dove behind it.
Slowly, she lifted her head and looked around. Turning toward the forest, she looked around. After all, it made the most sense. There was plenty of snow, and the snow goons could stay hidden until they were ready for whatever it was they were up to.
"Hi, Twilight."
A massive shriek of terror escaped from Twily at the sound of her name. Eyes wide, she turned around and see the source of the statement.
Standing there, staring at Twily with her own wide-eyes, was a pale blue filly. She had a purple scarf wrapped around her neck, and the tip of her horn poked out from under her knit cap.
"Trixie?" Twily asked once she was able to breathe again. "What are you doing here?"
"Came over to see what you were doing," Trixie replied. "Figured you would be back here making more of those weird snowponies."
"More weird snowponies?" Twily asked.
"Yeah? Like the ones you have all over the front yard?"
"Front yard?" Lunging forward, Twily grabbed a hold of Trixie's coat. "You saw the snow goons? How many were there? Where were they?"
"Out front?" Trixie replied. "I didn't like count them or anything. You should know. You made them."
"It was an accident," Twily snapped. "And I only the made the first. It was the one that made the others."
"...what?"
"Nevermind," Twily huffed out. Letting Trixie go, she slipped out of the snow fort and started around the house. Once again, Twilight Sparkle pressed close to the side, crouching low and moving quietly as she made her way toward the front.
"What are--"
"Sshh!" Twily interrupted, placing a hoof over Trixie's mouth. "You'll give away our position."
"To who?" Trixie asked once she finally got her mouth free.
"The Snow Goons." She then resumed her sneaking, with Trixie following along close behind. At the corner, she peaked around to the front.
What she saw there made her jaw and stomach drop. Spread out all around the front lawn were strange looking snowponies: an army of Deranged Mutant Killer Monster Snow Goons.
"Oh no," Twily cried. "Oh no oh no. Oh Celestia. This is bad. Bad bad." Her eyes went wide as she started breathing faster. "Do you know what's going on?"
"You're being weirder again?" Trixie replied.
"No. They're making an army. Soon there will be dozens of Snow Goons. First they'll take over the neighborhood, then the town, and then the entire world!"
"Well they better hurry," Trixie said, rolling her eyes. "It's suppose to get warmer this week. All the snow is going to melt in a few days."
A gasp escaped Twilight Sparkle as she straightened up.
"That's it!" she squealed out, then immediately covered her own mouth with her front hooves. Once she was certain that the snow goons were not coming after her, she lowered them.
"Trixie, you're a genius."
Trixie smiled at the compliment, sticking her chest out.
"Well, I don't know if I would use the word genius," she said. "Certainly one of the smartest ponies alive. Maybe even since Starswirl the Bearded. Although, really..."
Twily did not bother to stay around and hear the rest of it. She had already taken off to head to the back door and inside again. Her mind bubbling with possibility, she made her way toward the stairs.
"Twilight," her mom called out. "Stop slamming the door and stomping through the house."
Twily was in too much of a hurry to answer. However, she did keep her steps quieter as she went up the staircase and to her room.
"Smarty," Twily shouted as she came into the room. "I got. We don't actually have to stop them. We just need to delay them. In a day or two, it will warm up, and they will melt."
"Well that makes it easier than fighting them ourselves," Smarty said, "but how are we going to stop them?"
The question made Twily stop, falling onto her rump as shock set in.
"I hadn't thought about that. I was so excited at the idea of them melting in a few days, I didn't think of a way to keep them from doing anything else until then."
"Well we need to come up with something," Smarty said as she moved closer. "The sooner we come up with something, the better."
The two of them stayed in Twilight Sparkle's room, trying to come up with a plan to stop the growing army of Deranged Mutant Killer Monster Snow Goons. They wrote, drew, tried to make models, did all sorts of things as they tried to figure out a way to stop them. Despite their efforts, they could not come up with anything.
"Why is this so hard?" Twily groaned, throwing herself backwards.
"Maybe because nopony ever thought that a pony doesn't even have her cutie mark yet would ever play god by bringing a snowpony to life, and no grown pony would ever do such a thing," Smarty Pants suggested as she pushed at a book.
"But it has been done before," Twily retorted. "Okay, not specifically with a snowpony, but you know what I mean. You read the book about that stallion that made a pony from dead body parts too."
"First, that was a work of fiction. It never actually happened. Second, one of the possible interpretations of the story is a warning about pursuing scientific possibility without thinking about the consequences or taking responsibility for the results of it."
Twily flopped back down and looked up at the ceiling, letting out a snort of frustration. She did not want to have to take responsibility for what had happened. It had been playing around. It was not actually supposed to work.
What would happen if Princess Celestia found out? Considering Twilight Sparkle had brought an inanimate object to life, and it was now bent on creating an army to destroy her and possibly take over Equestria, nothing good. She could be banished. Possibly to some distant land where it never snows. Worse, she may never be allowed to go to school again. To never learn how to even do magic. What kind of job would she be able to get without a proper education and not even the most basic of magical abilities? Maybe she could find some small town where she would be allowed to work as a librarian or something. Assuming that she was not banished to some deep dark dungeon buried deep in the mountain was built on where she would never see daylight ever again. Never to see another pony again. Unless she managed to--
"Oh no!" she cried out. "I forgot the walkie-talkie outside somewhere."
Although... going out to get it would mean going out where The snow goons were. Plus, it was getting kind of late. If she went out looking for it now, she might be stuck out there in the dark, with those Deranged Mutant Killer Monster Snow Goons all around her. Looking for a way to get her. To...
"It can wait until tomorrow," she blurted out.
Soon, her father came home and dinner time arrived. As the three of them sat at the table, Twilight Velvet talked a little about her writing, and Night Light talked a little about work. When asked what she had been up to, Twilight Sparkle broke down and told both of her parents everything that had happened.
Neither of her parents seemed very worried about any of it. Her mother basically ignored it, and her father acknowledged it, but seemed to act like there was no danger.
After dinner, Twily was sent upstairs to take her bath.
"That reminds me," she heard her father say as she went. "We need to remember to leave a little water running. Supposed to get colder tonight, and we don't want the pipes freezing."
Freezing! That would be perfect.
"Smarty! Smarty!" she called out as she ran into her room. "I got it! I got it!"
"Dessert?" Smarty Pants asked, eyes hopeful.
"No. A way to stop the Snow Goons. Come on. I'll explain during my bath."
With a sigh, Smarty got up and followed after Twily as they made their way to the bathroom. Smarty hopped up onto the counter while Twilight started to fill up the bathtub (something she had only recently been allowed to do on her own again).
"So all we have to do is freeze them," Twily said as she waited for the tub to fill. "Dad says it's supposed to get freezing tonight. So we wait until late, when it gets really cold and Mom and Dad are asleep, sneak outside, and then soak the Snow Goons with the hose. Then they will freeze solid and unable to move. That way, they won't be able to do anything until they start melting."
"I... don't think it's a good idea," Smarty saidfrom her spot on the counter. "But I don't think we will come up with anything better."
"So it's decided," Twily declared. She then continued with her nightly ritual: taking her bath; brushing her teeth, mane, and tail; getting into her pajamas; picking out the bedtime story she wanted that night; then climb into bed and wait for her mother or father to come in and read the story before going to sleep.
Except tonight, she was not going to sleep.
After listening to the story about a chest of magic coins and getting a good night kiss, Twily and Smarty worked to stay awake, listening closely and checking the time.
An hour after they heard Twilight's parents go to bed, the two of them slipped out of their own. Shushing each other, the made their way to the door and pushed it open slowly, making sure it did not creak. They creeped along the hall, being extra quiet as they passed the master bedroom, and down the stairs. The two of them moved carefully, checking each step before putting their foot down on it.
One creaked, causing Twilight Sparkle and Smarty Pants to freeze in place and listen.
The only sound they heard from upstairs was Night Light's snoring.
Shushing each other again, the two continued down the stairs and to the front door. Twily quickly put on her snow clothes while Smarty took her time wrapping her scarf around her neck. After shushing each other one more time, the opened the door and slipped outside. As quick and quiet as they could, the two of them made their way to the side where the garden hose was.
The hose was laying in the snow, and was very cold to pick up. But it was still flexible enough to move, so it was not frozen inside. Twily held up the spray control and pointed at herself. She then pointed at Smarty, then at the valve, and made a circling motion. Once Smarty gave a nod of understanding, Twily started walking toward the front yard.
Smarty Pants turned on the water, cranking it up to full blast.
"YAAAAHHH!" Twily bellowed as she jumped around the corner and pulled the trigger. "DIE SNOW GOONS! DIE!"
The water shot from the hose and struck the snow goons, catching them off guard. Before they could move, they were being thoroughly soak. The cold water turned the packed snow into large pieces of ice, making the snowy creatures unable to move.
"Take that!" Twily shouted as she continued to spray the freezing cold water at the snow goons. "And that! And some more! Yaaawww!"
"Twil-AAAAGH!"
The sound of something shouting behind her caused Twilight Sparkle to shriek out and turn around, spraying whatever it was with the hose. It had been so quick, it never registered that the thing had been saying her name.
Stopping her assault, Twily looked at the dripping wet dark blue from standing in front of her.
As the realization of what happened sank in, Twilight Sparkle did the only thing she could think of.
Dropping the hose, she turned and ran as fast as her legs could carry her.
She did not make it very far before she was caught up in her father's magic. Soon, she and Smarty Pants were floated alongside Night Light as they were taken back into the house.
"I'm sorry," Twily said as she was stripped of her outside clothes. "It was an accident. I thought that you might have been one of the Snow Goons. I--"
"Bed!" Night Light snapped. "Now! We will discuss this in the morning."
With a sigh, Twily and Smarty made their way upstairs and back to Twily's room.
It was easy for the filly to figure out what was going to happen next. In the morning, she would get in trouble for sneaking out, freezing the front yard, and spraying her dad with the hose. They would not believe her about stopping The Deranged Mutant Killer Monster Snow Goons. They would just think she was playing around, or blame it on her "over-active imagination."
Hopping onto her bed, Twily pushed open her window and stuck her head outside. From where she was, she could see that most of the front yard was frozen solid, the few lights in the night shining off the snow turned ice covered ground.
Hopefully she managed to get all of the snow goons. They would be well frozen solid by now, completely unable to move. That way, they would not be able to do anything, stuck where they were until they started to melt. Although if even one had escaped, it could possibly start creating a new army.
Closing the window, Twilight Sparkle crawled into bed and curled up under the sheets. She could put up with whatever was about to happen next. She had already defeated The Deranged Mutant Killer Monster Snow Goons once already. So if there are more, she can get them as well. Plus, their return would prove to her parents what happened. If she did get them all, then she had saved all of Equestria from their attack. With that thought, she could put up with whatever trouble she would get into for breaking the rules.
So long as it was not taking away her books for a week or something.
Comfortable and warm, Twilight Sparkle drifted off to sleep, dreams of her and Smarty Pants saving Equestria filling her mind.
