It was a sunny day in Ponyville, and all the friends of Pinkie Pie were waving goodbye to her as she rode off in the friendship express. They all thought that she was going to the B.P.P.E.C, or the Best Party Planners Ever Convention, but really Pinkie was going somewhere with a less boring name. A name that rang with money and riches, and also chimed with bankruptcy, and poor decisions due to alcohol consumption. Some won it all and some lost it all, yes the place Pinkie was going to, was Las Vegas. Not to be confused with Las Pegasus. Las Pegasus was filled with shady business owning unicorns, and tempting slot machines. Las Vegas was all of that but one hundred times more of it. And if Pinkie's friends knew she was going she could only imagine their reactions.
To help herself imagine their reactions, she decided to imitate them while imitating herself. She didn't get that far though, because it appeared as if she was talking to herself, and the ponies in charge aboard the train decided to take immediate action by making her take a mental health test.
The mental health test was only one of the tests she'd failed in her lifetime. You would think that because she failed the test, that the ponies aboard the train would've been a little uneasy, but thankfully there was a classy unicorn with a lavishly styled lush dark green mane, and dark brown coat that almost looked like a mud color to back her up. This pony had deep brazen dark mahogany eyes, and her accent was African. It was quite peculiar that this pony had the same cutie mark as her friend Rarity. Just, dirtier. It wasn't quite as shiny as Rarity's, so she quickly dismissed the ridiculous suspicion that it was her friend Rarity in disguise, watching her. Surely Rarity would never let her coat get dirty. She moved like Rarity, talked like Rarity, but surely Rarity would never get this dirty for, of all things, to watch her! Would she?
Shaking away the crazy theory, Pinkie continued to watch out of her window. And after a while, when everypony had finished staring at Pinkie the mentally wacky pony, the Rarity almost look alike came over. Explaining to Pinkie that her name was Jungle Dazzle and she worked in The Everfree was a challenge. Mostly because Pinkie believed that she had saw every part of the Everfree Forest when she was getting chased by monsters and waffles, doing her baking, etc. And when Pinkie reached out to touch Jungle Dazzle's coat when she thought she saw a speck of white, Jungle reacted with ridiculous defensive measures, somehow managing to smack one of the cupcakes Pinkie had ordered over both their heads, and land it on the head of an elderly gentlecolt behind them.
"Well I say!", the gentlecolt boldly declared.
"Ahhh!", a voice that sounded startlingly like her friend Twilight screamed.
Turning around, Pinkie saw another pony similar to one of her friends named Twilight.
"Twilight?", Pinkie exclaimed, intrigued by the notion that her most book savvy friend was secretly a casino hitter. No one really knew where Twilight went for her "friendship summits," or "cooperation meetings."
"I bet they let her in no bits cause she's the princess," Pinkie said aloud, narrowing her eyes.
Suddenly popping up right in front of the Twilight almost look alike, Pinkie flashed a random police badge, and said, "By order of the law, I command you to tell me who you are!" Pinkie must've looked very aggressive, because the Twilight almost look alike pretty much almost peed herself. But then, this Twilight look alike got a fire in her eyes, and spat out a sentence to the pink pony.
"AMINA SPARKS PRINCESS OF DISGUISE IS MY NAME! NOW GIVE ME THE RESPECT I DESERVE AND QUIT PRETENDING TO BE A COP!"
Amina was nothing like Twilight although she did share some traits with her. Amina and Teilight both had the same hair styles, and cutie marks, but the colors were different. Amina's coat was black, and her eyes were magenta. Twilight's mane and tail were navy blue, with a purple and pink streak, while Amina's mane and tail were royal purple, with a pink and deep gold streak. Amina's cutie mark was basically a recolored version of Twilight's, but more threatening. And after a while, Pinkie eventually discovered that Amina's personality was nothing like Twilight's, if anything, she was more like Trixie.
After Amina Sparks was discovered, a Fluttershy almost look alike popped up soon after. This Fluttershy look alike was a pegasus with a very light yellow white coat, and salmon colored mane styled sexily in long jagged waves, with black streaks that blended into it. This pony had animalistic red eyes, an eerie shade of bloodred eyeshadow to go with her outfit, and wore a wicked black gown as she pranced onto the train. Two very noticeable fangs stuck out of her mouth, and she smiled as she took in all the jaws that had dropped upon her arrival. She very gently went over to a stallion and closed his mouth with her hoof, and then sat up front.
Halfway through the trip, Amina shouted, "I AM YOUR PRINCESS, NOW BOW DOWN TO ME!"
Everypony had had enough.
One particular pony in the front decided to take action. A pony with a southern accent like Applejack's with a polished element to it had to voice her opinion. A head peeked out with ringlets attached.
"Would y'all quit your fussing?", the pony yelled.
This pony looked like Applejack, but was nothing like her all at once. Buttercream colored hair was piled in pristine ringlets upon this pony's head. Her coat was a light peachy pink. Her eyes were light baby blue. Her accent somehow seemed upper class despite accents like hers often being classified as hick accents. Foundation complimented her cheekbones perfectly, and mascara was applied in such a way that would make Rarity proud. Lipstick highlighted the pony's already kissable lips, and made them irritably irresistible to other passerby. Blush lightly danced across her cheeks, and this pony could not possibly be Applejack. But still Pinkie thought she saw her friend A.J.
"WHAT IS YOUR NAME, AND HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT THE PRINCESS!", Amina yelled.
"Darling, quit talking about yourself in third person, the trend died along with Trixie's dignity.", the mysterious mare fired back. "My name is Peach Pearl, and you are going to call me Peach." While burning the other mare, Peach Pearl batted her eyes making for a sickeningly sweet message.
"OR WHAT?", Amina challenged, smirking.
"Come here," Peach Pearl said to Amina, gesturing for her to come closer so she could whisper.
Once the huffy princess was close enough to whisper to, Peach Pearl began to lecture her about the plan.
"How could y'all go so far with this. Stay hidden, remember? It was y'all's own words!" Peach Pearl whispered gruffly, such a different voice than the one that was like a lilting melody she had used on the train just a few seconds ago.
"It's just fun to be someone different!", Amina whispered back. "You know, quit being Sparkle, and be Sparks for a little while." Amina smiled as she said this, she really was having fun being this alternate identity.
"Plus," Amina added with a sparkle in her eyes, "I think Jungle Dazzle likes Peach Pearl."
"Yeah but we ain't ever gonna know when Monochrome Madness will show up!", Peach Pearl panicked.
"Who's Monochrome Madness?", Pinkie asked, dropping into the conversation unexpectedly.
"Ahhh!", both ponies yelled.
"PEASANT!", Amina yelled.
"STRANGER DANGER!", Peach yelled.
Everybody on the train shrieked along with them. You know, the domino effect.
Pinkie went back to sitting with Jungle Dazzle, mumbling, "Geez, touchy much?"
"Hmm darling?", Jungle Dazzle asked in her deep African accent as she flipped through the Rarity for You spring catalogue.
"Nothing," Pinkie mumbled, and sighed. She was really beginning to miss her friends.
"Alright, hooves up bitches!", a voice from the pony that just kicked open the door announced.
The train car collectively gasped.
This pony was a quite a sight, a mane in all different shades of grey, and a coat of all grey to match. A smirk was spread across her face like she owned the place. She would be literally completely dull if not for her loud personality. And then she was waving. Wait, was that a gun? No, it was just her hoof. Her eyes were a piercing, insinuating gold, and they were the only actually color on her body.
"Profanity, please darling!", Jungle Dazzle called out, flagging the pony down for her language.
"Who's profanity? I don't know anypony named profanity," Monochrome Madness casually said as she made her way to her seat, drinking in all the shocked glances of the ponies around her. Smirking even more, she sat down next to Amina, and when Amina protested she said, "Get that stick out from inside of your ass, it must be real uncomfortable to sit with."
Amina kind've admired Monochrome for that comment, so she let Monochrome sit next to her.
With a cat like smile, Monochrome replied with a simple, "Thanks Princess."
When Amina glared, Monochrome defended her comment.
"I swear it wasn't sarcasm," she said truthfully, before mumbling under her breath, "Sorta."
Monochrome was surprisingly similar to Rainbow Dash, Pinkie realized. Or course, Rainbow Dash had color, and magenta eyes. But Monochrome still had Rainbow's cutie mark, it was a storm cloud though, with three bolts of lightning coming out of it rather than three different primary colored bolts. Monochrome had Rainbow's mane style and tail style as well, just in different colors.
"How we doing Twilight?", Rainbow asked Amina, letting go of her disguise for a second. "Does the Pinks suspect anything?"
"Who is Twilight?", Amina asked, and for a second the only name she could think of was Amina, she couldn't even remember her real name, Twilight.
"Twi," Rainbow asked, kind of panicking, "You're still in there right?"
Shaking her head to clear her mind of her alternate summoned personality, Twilight spoke as Twilight and not Amina for a second.
"Yes, Rainbow, I'm here," Twilight said, puzzled. "I don't know quite what happened there for a second."
"Twi," Rainbow said nervously, "Is this safe?" Which was rare because Rainbow is never concerned about whether something is safe.
"Sure," Twilight said, her eyes darting back and forth.
"Twi," Rainbow warned. "Don't make me get it out of you," she continued, and although Twilight knew that it was Rainbow under the spell, she forgot and was scared sometimes. Rainbow's disguise was one of the more intimidating ones, and when the now monochromatic pegasus stared at you with her unflinching golden eyes, it felt as if all the hair on the back of your neck was standing up straight.
To her surprise, rather than choosing the obvious approach, Rainbow chose the more out of the box one. "Alright," Rainbow said, "If you don't tell me the truth I'll tell Pinks what we're doing here and who we really are."
"What?", Twilight hissed.
Taking on her other persona again, Rainbow adopted a cocky smirk and started to count. "You have 10 seconds flat," Rainbow warned.
"Nope not doing it," Twilight said.
Twilight now had 8 seconds left.
Now 5 seconds.
Now 2.
"Excuse me," Rainbow said, about to fly up and expose the truth.
"Fine I'll tell you!", Twilight said panicking.
"That's a good girl," Rainbow said mockingly, and Twilight smacked her.
"What? Can't a pegasus get into character around here?"
"Not here."
"Not on topic, nevermind," Rainbow said, huffing.
"It's not safe," Twilight said, averting her eyes.
"What?", Rainbow said raising her voice and retreating back into her character of Monochrome.
Twiligt looked up only to immediately feel the burn of Monochrome's eyes, scalding her conscience.
"I know it's dangerous," she admitted. "But we can just defeat it with friendship."
"With friendship? What?", Monochrome said. "We can't defeat it with friendship if it tears us apart and turns us into different ponies first! We need to fix this Twilight, fast!"
The desperation in Monochrome's eyes became an encouragement of action, as Amina rushed over to Jungle Dazzle to explain the small mistake.
Monochrome trotted over to tell Peach Pearl, and the look upon Peach's face was one of equal rage.
"Why you lil' princess ain't got no idea who you're messing with!", Applejack yelled, forgetting to stay in character as Peach.
"Applejack?", Pinkie asked.
"AJ!", Monochrome ferociously whispered. "Stay in character!"
AJ gulped. But kept her head held high, even though she wished she could tell Pinkie the truth.
"Get away from me, y'all a ruffian ya hear?", AJ said, going back into her character of Peach Pearl.
Several passerby nodded their encouragement and Monochrome flipped them off.
Rainbow winked at AJ, and AJ nodded back.
Pinkie's ears drooped, she really missed her friends.
Pinkie was sure she saw Monochrome's eyebrow raise in sympathy as she glanced over her way, but then once she blinked the look was gone.
Pinkie began to rest her head on the window, she was stuck on a train with a Jungle Dazzler, a Monochrome Mobster, a Tyrannical Sparkle, and a Prissy Peach...
What could be worse than that?
She really missed her friends. She would do anything for them.
Rainbow had made up her mind. She had to tell Pinkie. She wouldn't let her suffer like this. It hurt too much. She had made a pact to be loyal to Pinkie and that wasn't ever going to change.
"YOUR NAME ISN'T TWILIGHT." Twilight shook her head from the invading thoughts.
"YOUR NAME IS AMINA, PRINCESS OF DISGUISES." Twilight rubbed her temples, trying to get the voices to stop.
"I AM YOU, YOU ARE ME, YOU ARE AMINA, YOU ARE THE VOICE." These voices were giving Twilight a headache. She just needed a good sleep. Yeah, that was it. Just a good sleep.
"KEEP ME. YOUR NAME ISN'T RAINBOW DASH ANYMORE. NEVER FORGET MONOCHROME MADNESS." Rainbow smacked her head against the window, these voices were getting annoying.
"YOU WILL NEVER GET RID OF ME." The voice continued to talk in Rainbow's head.
"Do you ever shut up," she asked it internally. "USUALLY PONIES DON'T FIGHT ME.", it answered.
"Get used to it," she told it internally, and smiled as it shut up.
"PEACH PEARL. PEACH PEARL. PEARL. PEARL. PEARL. PEARL." It was a chant starting quiet but then getting louder, and now thousands of voices were screaming in AJ's head.
"I can't hear you," AJ said internally, and they stopped.
"WE WILL BE BACK." , the voices said.
"Dam it," AJ said aloud.
"YOU DAZZLE THE JUNGLE NOT THE BOUTIQUES. YOU WERE NEVER WHO YOU WERE TOLD TO BE."
Rarity simply ignored it and went on flipping through her magazine.
"THAT'S RIGHT TWILIGHT, EMBRACE WHAT YOU CREATED."
Author's Note
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