An Olympic-sized Dream
Prologue - Whoops!
by BronyInDenial
Note: This story takes place during Episode 23 in Equestrian time, and on July 26, 2012 in Earth time. Just pretend it's the same day. I know there's lots of errors but I just wrote this for fun.
Twilight Sparkle had not slept in three days. This was entirely her fault, as she was working on a new spell. She could change other creatures into ponies. When she had tried to explain it to Applejack, she hadn't really understood the point.
"Ah'm just sayin', what's tha point in turnin' tha livestock into ponies?"
"Well it's a big step in developing my magic. Plus it's a pretty good joke! Imagine if you woke up as a cow one day," Twilight explained.
With a glare, Applejack replied, "I'd probably find tha pony that did it and buck them in their face."
Twilight's smile turned into a grimace when she thought about somepony using the spell like that. Still, she was ecstatic that she had created the spell.
"Ah can still get Mooriella, but there's no guarantee that she's gonna agree for you to do your magic stuff to her," Appledack shouted as she ran off.
Twilight had waited around, and then finally decided on flopping on her bed. It was silent in the library, as Spike had 'remembered' he had something to do when he saw what she was working on. I think I could just sleep for a few days and then I can work on the spell... Yeah, I'm going t-
BANG BANG BANG
Twilight sighed as Applejack appeared to begin breaking her door down. Trotting over to it before she could dent it further, Twilight opened the door with her magic. Since the apple-colored mare was facing the other way, the librarian got several smacks in the face before Applejack realized that the door was open.
"Oh, uh, sorry. Well, I brought Mooriella, and Lyra came too when she discovered that you had finished."
"I want to help, but on- only if it's safe," Mooriella said, in a voice almost quieter than Fluttershy's.
"I can only keep the spell up as long as I concentrate, so it's temporary, and there aren't any side effects. Except you might feel queasy," Twilight added."
"O-okay then. I trust you."
"Can we hurry up and get started?", Lyra interrupted.
Twilight rolled her eyes and began. Her horn glowed with magic, and after a few moments she touched it to Mooriella's pelt. There was a flash, and now there was a brown earth pony standing where Mooriella was.
"Moo," she said.
Twilights eyes lit up. "Loss of intelligent speech! Fascinating! I'm going to go write that down."
"I'll do it!" shouted Lyra before dashing inside.
"Why don't you walk Mooriella around Ponyville for a bit, and then we can meet back up here," Twilight suggested.
"Ah, sure. Come on. We can go to Sugarcube Corner," Applejack said.
"Moo."
Walking back inside, Twilight slumped onto the floor the second the door was closed. "Finally... Sleep..."
"You do know that I'm still here, right?"
"Yes Lyra, I do. Go do whatever you were gonna do. I'm sleeping..."
"Right... Whatever."
BANG BANG BANG
At this point, the librarian was getting ready to kill somepony. "ALREADY APPLEJACK? REALLY?" Trudging over to the door, she willed it open with the part of her magic not focused on keeping Mooriella a pony. "Oh... hi girls."
The Cutie Mark Crusaders were somewhat shocked at Twilight's sudden outburst. Scootaloo spoke first. "We wanted to know how Rainbow Dash got her cutie mark, but somepony--," she glared at Sweetie Bell, "--wanted to ask you first."
Twilight sighed. "That's fine," she said, walking outside.
"What the heck am I supposed to do?", Lyra asked from inside the library.
"FIGURE IT OUT! Now, when I was still a little filly, my parents..."
Lyra sighed and began snooping around to find something interesting.
"... YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES," she shouted as she skipped around the Cutie Mark Crusaders.
"We're happy for you, Twilight," Scootaloo said, then she whispered, "let's get out of here while we still can!"
As the Cutie Mark Crusaders sped away, Lyra came out of the library. "Really Twilight?"
Twilight stopped and opened her eyes. "Oh... right."
"It would be pretty cool if you could control the sun though. You're almost as powerful as Princess Celestia!"
"I wish. Princess Celestia is, well, the Princess. That's why she can do that kind of thing."
"Just try," Lyra grumbled as she pushed her friend.
As Twilight looked up at the sun and began concentrating so she could show her friend her lack of sun-raising ability, several things happened at the exact same time. First, Applejack and Mooriella returned, only to bump into Twilight. Second, she forgot all about the spell on Mooriella and she turned back into a cow. Third, out of frustration and distraction, Twilight accidentally pissed off the sun. The residual magic from Mooriella's spell bounced around while the sun turned blood red and a solar flare erupted from its surface. Travelling at nearly the speed of light, it crashed into the ground at her feet before she knew what happened.
The sun returned to it's normal color, and after realizing they weren't dead, the group of friends looked around. Where the solar flare had struck was now a hole in the ground. Looking at it, Twilight realized something was wrong. There weren't any sides to the not-hole, and she could see a city of some sorts through it. The rest of her friends gathered around the not-hole and gasped. Lyra was the first to speak.
"Those are humans down there!"
Twilight was next. "Aw, dang it, the Princess is going to kill me for breaking the universe."
The residual magic came into contact with the not-hole and was released after its power was amplified several billion times by the universe.
Michael Phelps was jogging back to his room in the Olympic Village when there was a deafening shock wave and a flash brighter than the sun. His, along with the other athletes's faces decided it was a nice time to smash into the ground.
When the light died down, most of the athletes noticed the hole in the sky. The ones that were still lying on the ground were too busy being unconscious to notice the tear in space-time.
"What am I supposed to do?" Twilight shouted frantically.
"Say something!" Lyra replied.
After determining that the not-hole wasn't going to close around her neck and chop off her head, Twilight looked down into it. In her best imitation of the Royal Canterlot Voice, she shouted "HELLO. DO NOT EAT US. I APOLOGIZE FOR WHATEVER WE MAY HAVE ACCIDENTALLY DONE. SORRY." Turning to her friends, she asked, "Now what?"
"Continue!"
"I'M SORRY FOR WHATEVER WE JUST DID. PLEASE DON'T EAT US." Twilight sighed. "What the hay."
After she finished speaking, the residual magic came into contact with the not-hole and was released after its power was amplified several billion times by the universe.
Miles (or rather kilometers) and an universe away, Philip Hammond, Nick Harvey, and several other very important men were sitting in the meeting room in Ministry of Defense headquarters, forty meters underground Westminster London. They were reviewing final security preparations for the Olympics when an aide rushed into the room.
"Sirs, we have discovered a potential breach of security over the Olympic Village."
The men were actually relieved, as it meant they were able to patch the holes in security before the Olympics even started.
Hammond was the first to speak. "And?"
The aide swallowed before continuing. "Well, w-we haven't pursued any further action, because it appears to be a hole."
"A hole."
"Y-yes sir."
Hammond started growing angry. "So then apprehend suspects and fill it with cement or something!"
"We can't actually fill the hole sir."
"It's. A. HOLE. Do you have a phobia of holes, sir? Is it a really large, big, scary hole?"
The aide walked over to a security console before continuing. "I should just show you then." Pulling up security footage, he directed a camera in the park towards the hole. "It's 40 meters in the air. We have to investigate further. Spectroscopy shows that there is nothing there." He zoomed in on the hole. "Clearly, there is somethi--"
The entire room fell silent as something poked it's head down through the anomaly and began talking.
"What the bloody hel--"
"TURN UP THE SOUND AND SHUT UP IF YOU WISH TO KEEP YOUR JOB!"
Activating the directional microphones on the camera, the aide pointed them up towards the hole.
"--ORRY. I'M SORRY FOR WHATEVER WE JUST DID. PLEASE DON'T EAT US," a booming voice shouted. The 'something' withdrew its head and moved away.
Hammond sat back in his chair and rubbed his temple. "Please... don't eat us? What the hell was that???"
The aide begin shaking as he continued staring at the monitor. "Sirs, you may want to see this."
As the entire room watched, the hole/not-hole begin glowing. As it got brighter, it finally released a rainbow-colored shock wave as it emitted a deafening roar.
"D-did that just explode?", Hammond said.
"No sir, it's still there," the aide replied.
"Damn it, if it exploded then we wouldn't have to deal with it any more."
"What about the athetes, sir?"
Hammond's eyes got big and his pupils dilated as he realized that they still knew nothing. "MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE-- Move the camera down please."
The aide glanced up nervously and directed the cameras towards the park again. "Bloody hell."
"What the f--k are those?"
"Pokemon?"
Hammond slapped the aide before continuing. "We have to tell the media something. What are those?"
Examining the screen once more, Hammond's eyes nearly fell out. "They look like the thing on the other side of the hole. But where are the athl..."
Shocked silence could not be heard, as the phone had been ringing ever since the aide first came in. After listening to the phone ring several times, Hammond finally spoke again. "I will speak to the media, and will take full responsibility for failing to... do whatever we didn't do well enough. There is a hole in the universe in the sky above London, it's the day before the Olympics, and the athletes have all become these, these horse things. Whatever the f--k just happened, nobody knows what it is, so I'm going to have to make something up."
"But what about the Olympics," the aide began.
"What do you think?"
"Well we can't exactly have them now, can w--?"
"OF COURSE WE CAN'T THE OLYMPICS ARE CANCELLED. WE HAVE TO FIGURE OUT WHAT THE F--K JUST HAPPENED. ARREST SOMEBODY SO IT LOOKS LIKE WE DID SOMETHING." Hammond stopped to catch his breath.
"Damn."
Princess Celestia stood on her balcony looking over Equestria. She watched in horror as the sun -- her sun turned an angry red and shot a beam of light towards Ponyville. When the city didn't explode, or burn, or change in any visible way, Celestia released the breath she was unconsciously holding in. Whatever just happened, she needed to go to Ponyville, and she was most likely to have to bail her student out of whatever she did.
"Lulu! I'm going to Ponyville for the day!"
Her sister groaned. "Again? What did thy student destroy this time?"
"I have no idea. She probably managed to break space-time or something." Chuckling at her own joke, Celestia teleported to the Ponyville library.
