MLP but something’s wrong with Starlight
The three friends sat down in Twilights library. Twilight and Starlight were on their laptops, and Pinkie was watching TV. Twilight was sorting out applications for the school, setting up school trips, and surfing the internet. Yet, she kept on getting spammed in her notifications. She clicked on the bell icon and saw what she had been sent.
She took three deep breaths. Starlight began to laugh. Twilight realised who sent her this.
”STARLIGHT! STOP RICKROLLING ME DAMMMIT!”
“C’mon, Twilight. At Sires Hollow my dad didn’t give me a computer in my room because....” She gulped. She moved her neck in a weird way. “Because he didn’t want too.... give me access to..”
Twilight looked at her intently, almost licking her lips. Starlight sweated more and more.
“In-napropriate..” Twilight and Pinkies eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets.
“...anime’s?”
“Look, just please stop. It’s getting a bit annoying.”
“Okay. No problem.” Starlight leaned back in her chair. She sighed, and began to go onto YouTube. She looked at her second monitor. The enter bar was there. Just waiting for her to rickroll Twilight. She lifted on her hoof to press the key. Her hooves were sweaty, knees weak arms are heavy. There was metaphorical vomit on her metaphorical sweater already. Moms spaghetti.. i couldn’t help myself. sorry
She forced herself to look at the other monitor. “I don’t need it i don’t need it i don’t need it i don’t need it i don’t need it i don’t need it i don’t need it.” She told herself. “I don’t need it i don’t need it i don’t need it i don’t need it i don’t need it i don’t need it i don’t need it.”
“I nEEd iT!!” She yelled as she smashed her hooves on the enter key repeatedly.
“Stop!” Twilight fired a beam at Starlight without thinking about it. It missed and scattered across the room. Twilight and Starlight ducked down. Pinkie jumped in the air to try and catch the beam. It passed through her mane and hit Starlight in the head. Headshot.
“Starlight!” They ran over to her unconscious body. She looked okay.
“What happened?” Pinkie asked.
“I was trying to destroy her keyboard, but I didn’t aim correctly and hit her in the head!”
“Yeah. You are known for having bad aim.” Pinkie said. flashback to equestria girls friendship games
“Wait. It passed through you’re mane. I need to double check something.” Twilight walked over to her libraries shelf. She took out a spell book and skimmed through it. “Oh no. I accidentally used a trans genic spell! This accidentally put your DNA in Starlight’s head! She might think like you. Not good. We have to help her.”
“Wait a second. Are you saying the way I think is bad?”
“No no no! I’m just saying, a guidance counsellor who explains to them why a piece of cardboard will make you go to the moon is not okay. Obviously that defies gravity!”
“Wait. Cardboard CAN send you to space. Because gravity is just a science word. And oxygen is also a science word. And oxygen is O2. 2 o’s. Tools! Proving that you could fly to the moon on a piece of cardboard.” Starlight grinned and put her hooves on her hips in accomplishment.
“See?” Twilight said.
“Okay Starlight. Tell me a joke.”
“Right.
John: I am giving free chess lessons.
Mary: Nice! You’re a true teacher.
John: How so?
Mary: A true teacher imparts knowledge without a price tag.
John: But what if teaching is his only source of income? Would he not be a “true” teacher then?
Mark (in response to the question above): You clearly mentioned “free chess lesson”.”
“That makes absolutely no sense. Things that make no sense are one of my pet peeves.” Twilight added.
“The noun peeve, meaning an annoyance, is believed to have originated in the United States early in the twentieth century, derived by back-formation from the adjective peevish, meaning "ornery or ill-tempered", which dates from the late 14th-century. The term pet peeve was introduced to a wide readership in the single-panel comic The Little Pet Peeve in the Trottingham Tribune during the period 1916 - 1920. The Little Pet Peeve was created and drawn by Frank King, who is more famous as the creator of the [Gasoline Alley. King's little pet peeves were humorous critiques of generally thoughtless behaviors. Some were particular to his time, such as people reading the in silent films out loud, or cracking an egg only to smell that it's gone rotten. Others seem current over a hundred years later, like backseat drivers, and rugs that are forever catching the bottom of the door and bunching up. King's readers submitted some of the little pet peeves, including: theater goers who unwrap candy in crinkly paper during a live performance, and (from a 12 year old boy) having his mother come in to sweep when he has the pieces of a building toy spread out on the floor.”
“Oh yeah! I learned that from Mauds boyfriend.”
Starlight disappeared into blue flames.
“We can’t let her get to her shift at the school! Let’s go!”
They ran after her.](https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gasoline_Alley)
Starlight walked outside and climbed onto a water tower. She prepared to jump. A crowd formed at the bottom. She was going to try and do the weird helicopter mane thing. Twilight looked up. “Stop Starlight!” She yelled. Starlight leapt. It was almost graceful, in a psychotic way. Her mane shakes in the air. She looked down. She wasn’t going to fly. Her path going straight forward, curved. Her happy sheepish smile turned into one of regret. She had to have peaceful thoughts. Memes are peaceful! The FitnessGram Pacer Test is a multistage aerobic capacity test that progressively gets more difficult as it continues. The 20 meter pacer test will begin in 30 seconds. Line up at the start. The running speed starts slowly but gets faster each minute after you hear this signal bodeboop. A sing lap should be completed every time you hear this sound. ding Remember to run in a straight line and run as long as possible. The second time you fail to complete a lap before the sound, your test is over. The test will begin on the word start. On your mark. Get ready!… Start. ding. She fell down and hit her head on the floor. Ouch that must of hurt.
Author's Note
