Clash of the Legends

As Shining looked to his nemesis for the match in the form of Cadence, he'd noticed she was acting...different. More sway in her flanks as she trotted, the occasional coy look over her shoulder, 'accidentally' dropping her crossbow, before slowly bending to pick it up and NOT using magic. He just didn't get it; what had gotten into her?

Cadence regretted EVER pushing that button. It must have...suddenly put her in heat or something. She found herself unable to stop swaying her flanks, looking over her shoulder seductively, or dropping the bow. She did sometimes drop it by accident, but when she did try to pick it up with magic, Cadence instead bent over. She thought even Luna had fallen for it, as she saw her sometimes looking at her plot, before quickly looking away with darting eyes. Ignoring this, the group turned a corner, having no trouble allowing their eyes to adjust to the sudden light as they finally entered the guard barracks corridor. Tables were set as though nopony lived there, cupboard contents were arranged neatly, mugs were set in alphabetical order by guard names, and many other things that were fully impossible. Cadence was just about to say something, but stopped before she did.

Don't! her mind screamed. You'll just say something involving innuendo. It's *hard** not too.* Cadence tried not to facehoof, but failed. A pinkish-grey armoured boot plowed into her snout as she closed her eyes. Behind her, Luna stopped, and to her left Shining. A strangely comforting hoof held her shoulder.

"Are you alright?" Luna asked. "You're acting different. Shining picked up on it, as have I." Preparing what she was to say, Cadence ran over her speech 4 times to remove innuendo, before speaking.

"No." she stated firmly. "I'm not alright. I-I pushed this button," Cadence pulled out the small button from her pocket. "And now...it's like I'm in heat or something. I just can't stop being...aroused? Like, my flanks." Levitating the box with magic, she pointed a hoof to her hind quarters, as Shining began doing what every stallion does when given a chance to stare at a mare's ass; stare, before looking away before he got wood. "I've been swaying a lot. More than normal. And my body doesn't...want to use magic when I drop my crossbow. See, just press the button, Luna." Cadence then offered the shiny and attractive box to Luna, who simply reeled back with a worried expression.

"Umm...I'm...fine..." Luna stuttered, "But...errrr...thanks for the offer." Snatching the box from Cadence's grasp, Luna levitated it into her own pocket. For a moment, Luna worried that she might accidentally press it, before deciding 'author knows best' and continuing. "But anyway, just ignore it. You end up with Shining's face in your plot, good for you." Luna smiled.

Behind her, Shining was secretly bouncing up and down whilst squeeing. Awwwww, yeah. He thought, putting metaphorical sunglasses on and biting his lip.

Scorch had utterly failed in his plan to escape. Out of sheer bad luck, he tripped on a stone, tumbling headfirst in front of Rarity's hooves. Wow. What. How did that rock get there?! This is a mother-bucking footpath! That's a goddamn boulder! and such other excuses flew about Scorch's stunned brain. Being the stallion that he is, he refused to take credit for such failures, and simply lay there.

"Darling..." Rarity chimed smugly before extending a hoof for the stallion to pull himself up with. "Need a hoof?" Scorch emitted a low growling sound, put his hood back up, before standing again. His first temptation was to buck her head in. His second was to fake his happiness that he had a crowd.

Of course, he chose the first and easiest option second option, turning with a smile, and addressing the crowd.

"Hello." was all he started with. "As you can guess...I lost already...yep." That rose a chuckle. Suddenly, he remembered why he didn't want to be seen. "And no, I am in no relationship with her Royal Highness Princess Luna." Suddenly, a voice piped up from the back, as a pink mare with a curly mane was bouncing up and down, waving her hooves about.

"But I bet you wish you werrree! I know you do, Pinkie knows everything!" she cheered. Scorch held for a moment. Do I tell them? Yeah, not like I have anything else to do, besides leave this place.

"...Buck YEAH, I DO!" Scorch yelled. "Who the hell doesn't?! Well, I'm of-" Suddenly, a brown stallion came barreling out of the Town Hall, charging at full pelt towards the crowd. He dug his hooves into the soil, immediately stopping him in his tracks. All eyes turned from Scorch to the stallion stood gasping for breath.

"Whooves?" asked a mare with an orange mane and yellow fur. "What's happened?"

The colt gasped for breath, before putting his hanging tongue in and panting whatever he had to say.

"Celestia's...out...stabbed...by his clone...blood everywhere..." Doctor Whooves gasped, followed by everypony else, a few giving Scorch disapproving looks. "Wow...I need...to stop...eating...but...it was awesome...anyway..." Whooves took that moment to pass out, and Scorch took the moment to get the heck outta Dodge.