Chapters Author's Note
This is based off of something I watched once. If you don't get it, you're much better off for it.
Why Trixie Hates Wheels
It all started a very long time ago in early July. Trixie was at a courtroom on account of her hippie cousin Dixie, and her favorite Aunt, Aunt Mixie, had been arrested for operating carriages under the influence. Trixie's smart cousin Lixie and a very pretty cousin Pixie were there as well. Trixie had another cousin named Rixie, who was there too. Aunt Mixie and Cousin Dixie's attorney was very fond of wheels, and kept acouple as pets. Eventually Rixie and Lixie managed to bring in evidance to acquit them. Trixie just so happened to see the last bit, and decided to go and join up with the others. So she runs up, announcing herself. However, one of the attorney's wheels just so happened to be there, and snatched Trixie up mid-sentance, and rolled her away. Trixie screamed for help, but her family just laughed, and laughed, and laughed, like it was the funniest thing ever. Trixie struggled with all her might, but it was no use and soon she went limp and lifeless in the wheel's clutches. Her family, when they were through laughing at Trixie's misfortune, got acquitted and went home. The wheel's on the other hand, kept Trixie's body and had great fun parading it around as a souvenir of their exploits."
"And THAT," Trixie finished, "Is why Trixie distrusts wheels."
"...Wait a second," Twilight said. "If the wheels actually murdered you, then how are you still here telling us this?"
"Much To Trixie's family's disappointment, Trixie was only knocked out by the wheel's shenanigans." Trixie continued. "After waking up quite a bit of time later in the wheel's habitat, Trixie feigned dead a bit longer and escaped while the wheels were asleep."
"And they ALL laughed at you as the wheel attacked?" Starlight demanded, wide-eyed. "Even your favorite Aunt Mixie?"
Trixie looked up, a single tear trickling down her face.
"Yes." She said mournfully. "Even my favorite Aunt Mixie. Needless to say she is not really Trixie's favorite anymore."
"Those...Those MONSTERS!" Starlight yelled. "How can they get away with that?!" without waiting for a response, she got up. "Don't worry Trixie! Starlight Glimmer may be my name, but VENGEANCE is my game!" She ran off.
"Starlight, wait!" Twilight got to her hooves as well. "What have we said about exacting revenge?!"
"Sorry, Twilight, but this is for a good-"
CRASH!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Urgh! I'm so, so, SO SORRY SPIKE!"
"That was my favorite nacho server! What the heck?!"
"OK, clean up nachos, then exact vengeance. Please Spike, this will never happen again-"
"IT BETTER NOT!"
Twilight glanced back at Trixie. "Yeah...don't get between Spike and his nachos."
"And don't get between Starlight and Justice!" Starlight added. "As soon as I clean up these nachos..."
Apple Bloom lay curled under her covers, eyes shut. She was half asleep, just awake enough to be aware of her surroundings, but too tired to do anything but lie silently with her eyes shut.
And then she floated away.
She still could feel her bed, her head on her pillow, her blankets pulled over her, but she was also somewhere else, floating through a dark void of nothingness. Apple Bloom moved with a sense of purpose, though exactly why she couldn't remember.
Someone else, someone else was there.
Someone slid past her and toward where she had came. Apple Bloom backtracked in the direction of her bedroom slightly, but nudged against someone. Apple Bloom then continued where she had gone, and soon there was a little white dot in the distance, like light at the end of a tunnel. Apple Bloom moved toward it and slipped into it like water in a container.
Here the scene vastly changed. She was in a...city of some sort...? Lots of white, and a bit of black and gray, but only on the buildings.
Apple Bloom felt different, but she couldn't put her hoof on it. Did she have hooves?
Apple Bloom walked forward. She felt as though she knew where she was-even though she had never been there before. She walked out into the city. As per usual for cities, there were a decent amount of ponies. There was something different about them...and that was besides the fact that most of them were four to five times Apple Bloom's size.
Another odd thing was how out of all the large ponies, none of them was quite looking at her, almost deliberately avoiding making eye contact with her. She walked, and other ponies got out of her way quickly.
After a few minutes of this, Apple Bloom passed a group of ponies that were doing something different from the crowd-they were looking at her.
Directly at her.
She was smirking, and soon a little pink laser beam shot out of her cloak, striking Apple Bloom. It stung. She shot a few more, hitting Apple Bloom, to the delight of her companions. She was smiling, funky-hair was laughing, and Apple Bloom was squirming and yelling to be let down. Eventually they grew tired of her and dumped unceremoniously on the ground, and walked off, satisfied. Apple Bloom got up and left, feeling slightly disturbed and more uneasy. As she emerged, five ponies turned tail and fled.
A beefy brown pony, wielding what seemed to be a large laser canon, leaped up and blasted Apple Bloom directly in the chest.
The somebody that lying in her bed was still there. Please, Apple Bloom remembered thinking, and they floated up and Apple Bloom was back...
Apple Bloom's eyes flew open. There was a vague burning sensation in her chest, tingling where she had been blasted in her dream.
***
"And that is you make a shrinking po-Apple Bloom, are you OK?"
Apple Bloom looked up from where she was staring into space.
"Oh...yeah, Ah'm fine, Twilight. Ah didn't get that much sleep last night."
Apple Bloom had also been thinking of her dream, but she didn't tell Twilight that. Something held her back. Twilight gave her a compassionate look, and her eyelids shut slightly as she did so.
Apple Bloom started. She had seen eyes shaped like that before!
Then the cloaked pony turned back into Twilight, who was looking even more concerned.
"Apple Bloom, are you sure you're OK?"
"Ah'm hunky-dory." Apple Bloom responded, a little too quickly. "Um, uh, it looks like Sweetie Belle needs a bit o' help there."
"Oh!" Twilight turned in alarm, completely distracted. "Sweetie, don't move! Hold that right there! Spike, get some tape, on the double!"
Thankfully, Twilight rushed away to assist Sweetie Belle.
Apple Bloom sighed to herself.
Ah don't know what ah'm thinkin. Miss Twilight would never do anythin' like that. Ah didn't start around Pinkie this morning, just because she had a Pink mane, did Ah? So why should- but those eyes flickered into her vision again, and out...
Apple Bloom gently pushed the image to the back of her mind went back to her potion, though the tingling sensation had started up again.
Author's Note
Based off of an actual dream I had, minus the ponies, except for the end, because the laser-girl reminded me of Twilight for some reason.
You tell me.
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Twilight and the Mysterious Pony of Mysteriousness
Author's Note
This isn't really a story. Just some snippets.
Twilight and the Mysterious Pony of Mysteriousness
It was a fairly quiet day for the guards of the Canterlot Archive.Red Flag 1: The Messy Mane Flying License! "what?! For reals?!"
Diamond Tiara stared at Scootaloo, dumbfounded by her response. She stared at her own wingless back.racist !"I'm not disabled." Diamond Tiara grinned, regaining her hoofing.
Author's Note
Obviously this takes place before Crusaders of the Lost Mark.
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Maybe the end of the tale will be like this...
And then it was over. Well, nearly. The truth came as a shock to several ponies, and some of them were angry. But in the end it was for the better. Eventually the hubbub died down and the ponies came out better then before. They realized how silly and pointless their spite had been, and they did their best to make amends with the others that they'd ignored and diminished before. Even Meadow eventually came to her senses. Despite the backlash, she managed to keep her job, and learned a valuable lesson about making assumptions. Her friendship with Flicker was preserved, though she never could look Rainbow Dash in the eye. Rainbow Dash was pardoned and returned from exile shortly afterwards. A lot of ponies still didn't trust her, but they kept their minds open and their heads on their shoulders, and thus peace was preserved. Whether the same could be said of Rainbow's friendship with the other element bearers was difficult to say. Twilight, Pinkie, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Rarity had made a severe friendship mistake, but they still knew enough to understand that what they had done could not be amended in a half hour, or a day, or a week, or even a year, if ever. They resolved to try, though. Rainbow Dash went to see a therapist to deal with lingering wounds.
Author's Note
I'll leave the beginning and the middle to your imagination.
"Rainbow Dash, for putting your own personal safety on the line to ensure your friend's survival, you embody the element of self Sacrifice!"
“Twilight! Twilight! Look!” Twilight turned to see her body and her voice running towards her. “I’m you! How cool is that? I CAN FLY!” She flapped unsteadily into the air, landing on a nearby building.WHEEEE!” Applejack’s. Twilight made a mental note to apologize Applejack as soon as possible.not to do anything with my body that you couldn’t do with your own.” When her own face frowned, she sighed, “Even though we’re in different bodies, it’s still my body, and I have the final say on what’s done with it. Thus, I’d like if you could respect my wishes concerning it.”Oh! But then I could teach them how to use it properly so that they could have tons of fun! Hey, that gives me an idea…” She blinked to Twilight.Applejack? Is that you?! Oh, please tell me you’re Applejack.”which one ‘o mah friends are ya? Ah thought your mind might be Rarity, ‘cept yer not throwin’ a fit about bein’ scuffed up…”that,” She added, pointing to herself, “Is Pinkie Pie.”You hafta help me! I got no idea how to pretty myself up fancy schmancy the way Rarity likes, and Rarity’s gonna kill me if we find her and she sees herself all screwed up like ah am!” certain perspective…” And I don’t have magic right now.”
Author's Note
I'm not sure whether to keep this. It's not exactly ponyish but it felt stream of conscious-y. Tell me what you think? If you don't think it fits I'm moving it to my deviantart account.
Outside
I thought I was doing everything right
but
sometimes it does get a bit lonely outside