The Best Troller In ALL Of Equestria

by Art Inspired

Part 1: Aftermath 1

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aftermath: part 1
"This… is Stan."

Trollestia awoke to the feeling of chains tightly securing her hooves to the floor. As she looked around the room, she asked herself, "Where am I?"

Nervous and shaken by the darkness, she began to sweat at the hollow feeling in her chest. Her moments of silence went by, and then, she heard the clopping of hooves approaching, and somepony stood in the light. The golden royal hoof jewelry resembled her own, and the cotton white silvering of the mistresses chest told her it was a counterpart of her's, but who? She just couldn't tell, all because of that infernal, blinding light.

"Who’s there? Show yourself!"

The mistress did so. The pink mane struck pure terror into Trollestia.

"You know… I didn’t actually like you tormenting my new otherworldly friends after all," Molestia said with a smile.

Huge tentacles, and tendrils could be seen coming out of the darkness behind the dominant Princess. A giant grotesque monster now stood menacingly next to her, oozing with liquid slime.

Molestia said, "This… is Stan." Stan waved hello to Trollestia. "He will be molesting you for quite some time. I'll return once he’s done with his fun. You think you can do that for me, Stan?"

Stan giggled, though Trollestia found this oddly baffling as he had no mouth. "Well, uh, I’m not that eager to do this like you are. However, if she really hurt you, I guess I can oblige, so long as you never try to molest me again."

Molestia chuckled, and claimed, "Just as long as you make this mare cum at least thirty times before I return, I will never molest you again."

Trollestia, frightened beyond her wildest imagination said, "You can’t do this! I will not be molested by this… this thing!"

Molestia giggled, and said, "You don’t have much of a choice, you know. Tata!"

Stan lunged at Trollestia, and the punishment began...


"This kingdom will be greater… It will be stronger, and so will I!"

As alicorn Twilight stood on her balcony frowning with regret, Luna approached her to ask what was wrong.

"I'm becoming a tyrant… aren’t I, Luna?"

The blue Princess looked at the sun that had been justly raised, and said, "You've made a few poor decisions lately, but I wouldn’t call you a tyrant… More like a confused, and pressured mare, if anything."

Twilight gulped, and said, "No… I’ve been horrible to my subjects as of late, and you know it." Luna’s worried face stared into the eyes of her fellow royal blooded Princess. Twilight continued, "It isn’t like I haven’t noticed… The cries for help have been ignored, and I’ve been abusing my title, but no more."

Twilight’s voice became stern, and serious as she said this. "Really," Luna asked.

"Yes, really! I will not be the one held responsible for a second tyrant in power!" She looked out at the land stretching before her, and said, "This kingdom will be greater… it will be stronger, and so will I!"

Luna questioned Princess Twilight Sparkle, "How will you accomplish this?"

"The powers and personality I took from Celestia may be more dominant, but I will not let them overtake my body, or my mind. I am in charge of what, and who I am. From this day forth, I will not only become a better ruler, but I will also become the best ruler Equestria has ever, and will ever know!"

Luna smiled, and said, "You’ve been giving this quite some thought, haven’t you…? What happened to you that caused this new decree?"

Twilight bowed her head as she remembered the acts of cruelty she had committed on the Celestia from another universe, and said, "I was visited by a friend. She helped me open my eyes to the truth of my mistakes."


"What should we do about the culprit behind all of this?"

Lord Solaris and his brother, Lord Nocturne ventured the streets of Canterlot examining the total amounts of damage King Chrysalis had caused. They concluded that much work would need to be done in order to restore the town to its former glory. As they returned to the castle, and headed to the dungeon, Lord Nocturne asked his brother, "What should we do about the culprit behind all of this?"

Lord Solaris smiled, and said, "That's an interesting question. See, his entire army and forces have been defeated, and his powers have been depleted. I say in five days, we let him go, and allow him to either join us or simply do what he wishes with his freedom."

As they entered the dungeon, they saw the stallion that put them in this mess. Chrysalis was cut, beaten and left scarred in many areas. The two lords explained to him the arrangement. Shortly after, they left him with his sad thoughts. Although Chrysalis had no place to run to, and no shelter, he still hated the two stallions. Then again, where would he go with this freedom? No power, and or minions would surely provide a life harder than anything he would've had to have faced thus far, so there was no point in trying to work this out in his head. The two brothers returned, and asked Chrysalis what his final answer would be. To their surprise, he claimed he wished to stay in the palace.

Lord Solaris and Lord Nocturne explained to Chrysalis the rules, and told him what responsibilities he had. Chrysalis would live there as long as he wished, as long as he worked hard to return the city to its former youth. It had to look just as it did before he attacked with his army, and he would be required to promise never to attempt any such treachery towards the two lords again.

Little did they know what would happen once the changelings began giving love of their own away freely.


"I’m sorry."

Luna walked on the newly covered gravel. The floating islands were now restored to a flat landscape. As Luna wandered the world with blue smoke filling the foggy air, she cried with nopony to talk to, feeling the devastation of solitude.

Luna used her magic to restore the grass, trees, and what little life she possibly could, but new ponies wouldn’t surface for at least another five hundred years, or possibly more. Luna would be alone, scared, and depressed in the meantime.

She remembered her sister, and Twilight Sparkle. The way she murdered them both brought tears to her eyes more so than the depressing loneliness she felt. She muttered the words that nopony but herself would hear.

"I’m sorry." She sobbed. "I’m… so sorry, my sister… Twilight… please forgive me."

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