Fun Size Is A Vicious Lie
A figure swathed in fabric stalked the night in Ponyville, carrying all it owned upon its back. Coming before a grey door of a grey house, the figure retrieved a key from its wrappings. Looking down at the simple unadorned key a feminine sigh ushered out from under the fabrics that concealed a feminine form.
“Home, My Home,” She said haltingly, “after all these years, a place of my own.”
Smiling She inserted the key and entered in. Once more did the quiet voice echoed out before the door silenced it.
“And Just in time for nightmare night too,” She squeaked, “I’ll actually get to celebrate it this year. After all if the changelings can come out of hiding, why can’t I have fun? Why can’t I do as I chose?”
The night answered in silence as the mare shut the door. Not knowing of the events, her arrival would bring to the town.
Bon Bon gazed lovingly at the Nightmare Night treats displayed within her store. The former SMILE agent proudly mothering her creations.
Who knew a background in poisons and chemistry would lead to being a confectioner? She snarked internally.
Flipping her sign from closed to open, she returned to her daily preparations. Hearing the bell ring she turned to see a figure wrapped in fabric. It was bipedal and had a long tail tied back. No inch of the being was uncovered. However the long face and metal capped feet gave the vague impression of ponyhood. Skinny and small, the alleged pony sniffed the air before noticing Bonny.
Shrinking down, the pony like figure did it's best Fluttershy impersonation.
Almost groveling, a melodious female voice apologized. "Hello there, I was just wondering if I could put in a commission for Nightmare Night?"
Bonny snorted, looks like Flutters just got competition in the social anxiety department.
Out loud Bonny said, "Well it depends on what you get and what your price range is," Bon Bon stated matter of factly, "most orders I can get done by that time, so you should be fine."
Nodding, the mare glanced around the store. A sniffling noise was heard as she scurried from display to display. Occasionally Bonny could hear a gasp of excitement at a particular find.
Oh Celestia, she's adorable, Bonny smiled fondly, swear to Luna if Fluttershy and her meet the cuteness will be over 9000!
Snorting at her own joke, the confection obsessed Mare continued to watch her lone customer.
Huh weird, I would swear she's had some agent training, Bon Bon thought, she keeps the door behind her, while at the same time keeping me in her sight.
Her interest piqued, Bonny continued her observation, Those quick movements, that darting around. This poor mare is used to having to run. I really hope I'm wrong but...
Testing her theory, Bonny moved to the display case by the door. Futzing around inside she watched the other mare. Sure enough the mystery mare tensed, then went back to her perusal.
She's still keeping an eye on me, Bonny realized, seems scared though. Like I'm trying to trap her.
Glancing once more at the Mare, Bonny snarled internally, I would very much like a conversation with whomever made her skittish. I believe I still have the training devices from my past.
Moving to the opposite side of the mare, she watched as her fabric concealed customer relaxed.
Coming from the front, Bonny smiled kindly at the mare.
Speaking clearly and calmly, Bonny softly asked, "Need any help? I happen to own this store so if you don't see something I can make it for you."
The Mare shook her head, "I think I know what I want," she nervously replied, "I will take two pounds of everything."
Bon Bon blinked a moment, "1 pound of everything," Bonny repeated incredulously.
An uncomfortable silence stretched between the two, one pound of everything in the store? This mare had better not be playing me
"How will you be paying?" Bonny haltingly asked.
The Mare retrieved from her folds of clothing a heavy bag that jingled with bits, "This should about cover it. When can I pick up the order?"
Bonny shook herself, "I can have it done in two days," grabbing a notepad and plucking a pencil form her hair she informed "I just need to take down your name and address."
The Mare looked startled, "My Address?" She meeped, "Why do you need that?"
Bony cocked her head, oh yeah this poor mare met some bad individuals. If I find them I will be sure to teach them to SMILE.
Out loud Bonny clarified, "To deliver it, of course. This order is too big for you to transport safely," Bonny stated, "Delivery is free, so you don't have to worry about extra charges. Although I do wonder what you want all this candy for."
"Oh! I hadn't thought of that!" The Mare squeaked, "my name is Calico Fur, and I live at 23 Glendale way, Ponyville."
Bonny nodded as she took the information down, however what Calico said next nearly made the former SMILE agent snap her writing implement.
"I intend to give it out to the first 50 kids that come to my house," Calico informed the stunned Bon Bon, "the rest are just going to have to make do with candy bars."
Bonny stared at the pint sized mare, shocked to silence by the implication in the sentence.
Calico looked quizzically back, "Did I say something wrong?"
BON BON.EXE HAS STOPPED WORKING, REBOOT [y/n?]
As the silence stretched Calico began to cringe back towards the door. Bonny shook herself and forced a calm smile unto her face. Seeing Calico flinch, Bonny stepped back.
Great now I'm scaring the poor thing, good going Bonny. Guess I really have some work to do before I completely pu Secret Agent Sweetie Drops to rest.
"Full size or fun size?" Bonny heard come out of her mouth.
Internally flinching Bonny snarked to herself, well in for a pound.
Calico stared back blankly.
well at least she's not heading for the door, Bonny sighed, I need the business with barnyard bargains underselaling me
Calico's next question sent Bonny back into brain glitch.
"I'm sorry but what is fun size?" the confused Calico answered, "I thought Candy bars only came in one size?"
Author's Note
I meant this for the Monster Mare Halloween contest, but I got the due date wrong. Howeve by that time, I had some ideas and notes ready. So I got them together and Made the first chapter.
Candy Corn Is Nether Candy Nor Corn
Pinkie Pie stalked through Barnyard Basics, someone new had moved to Ponyville, "And the author won't tell me anything about them!" the Poofy Pink Perfect Plotted Pony Lamented.
"Ah thanks, my plot is pretty perfect, isn't it?"
Enough joking around I have a story to write and you have a mystery to solve.
"Fine," Ponyville's Premeire Partiesta pouted, "I'll figure it out on my own."
Cheerfully being ignored by the other customers, Pinkie scoured the store.
"I will find her," Pinkie Liam Niasoned, "and when I do, I will throw her a party."
"I hope you find who your looking for then, I hear your parties are amazing," a quiet mare's voice whispered, "I was just wondering if you could tell me where I could get the largest bag of full sized candy bars. All I can find are the Fun Size.
Pinkie smirked, she liked this mare already, "Yeah, I really only just got why that was a thing myself," Pinkie sympathized, "its so that everyone can participate and all children can get just enough candy to last them a while. But what you want is in aisle 13 by the copies of the Necronomicon. If you see the Shuggoths you've gone to far."
"Thank you Ms Pie, I hope you find who you're looking for." The voice sighed, "I have to get a couple bags, that plus my candy order from Ms Drop's shop will be perfect for Nightmare night."
"Oh it's no problem," Pinkie apologized, "Always happy to help someone planning a party."
"Party?" The mare's voice squeaked, "What does the candy I got for the children have to do with a party?"
Pinkie whipped around but the Mare was gone, secure in her plot armor.
"What!" Pinkie cried, "You Gave Her What?!!!!!"
Your Pinkie Sense solves to many problems. for her it is disabled. Works for everything else
"Why do I like you?"
Because you like everyone, also I'm the only one that has a sense of humor more twisted then yours. Besides that I share all of my pranking knowledge with you. Then there is the fact that I let you begin to live out your tentacle fetish. The one you secretly clop to. I gave you a kid and upgraded you into a party pony so powerful she could wake the dead. Am I leaving anything out?
"Yeah, you forgot freeing me from porn movie logic," Pinkie snarked, "I could just get Fyren to guilt you."
Pinkie we've been over this, guilt trips only work on me when they come from my girlfriend. Besides, I just disabled locating her through your Pinkie Sense. You know exactly her plans for Nightmare night. Seriously, honey. I'm just making this chalenging for you.
"Oh, like a scavenger hunt," Pinkie exclaimed, "But I don't even know what she looks like!"
That's okay, neither does anyone else.
"What?!!!!!"
Sorry Poofy, gotta go!
"Jaycren, you get back here!"
After uknowingly being the target of a writer's convienence to evade the Pink Pronking Wall Breaker, Calico Fur walked towards the cash register. Within her cart was bags of proper candybars. Getting to the register, she placed the first of the bags on the counter.
"Calico is that you?" a voice echoed.
Calico flinched, guiltily she looked over to the owner of the voice.
"Hello Milk," She murmered, "How have you been?"
Her longtime friend Spoiled Milk, strutted over, "Calico my dear, it has been way to long. I've been married for 12 years now."
Calico lowered her head, her voice tremored as she inquired, "Oh?"
"Yes, I am now Ms. Spoiled Rich. Come Calico you must know," Spoiled gently reminded her friend, "I commissioned you for the ring after all."
Calico raised her head, "You did?" Calico gazed down at the at the ring Spoiled proudly Displayed, "That is most certainly my work, why don't I remember doing it?"
"Because you forget everything when you are in one of your creative moods," Spoiled not unkindly reminded the clothing concealed mare, "What where you doing 12 years ago? Around August of that year."
"Oh!" Calico exclaimed, "That was one of my biggest commisions, I provided all the costumes, scenery, and jewelery for the Canterlot performance of My Fair Celestia, it was so much fun!"
"And I'm willing to bet when the order came in you didn't even look at who it was for," Spoiled teased, "Just did the same exemplary job you always do."
Calico smiled, "Yeah, Sorry I missed your wedding Spoiled. I had to move again after the play and some things got lost."
Genuinely smiling, Spoiled chuckled, "It's quite alright, I know how you are."
Pausing to look down, Spoiled took note of her friend's purchase, "Finally going to pull it off eh?"
"Oh yes!" Calico exclaimed, "I finally have a place of my own, a place I don't have to run from. You being here makes it better!"
Spoiled turned to the shocked cashier, "Give my friend my discount, would you please?"
The young stallion behind the counter could only nod, as he followed Spoiled's orders.
"You know," Spoiled grinned, "I have a little filly of my own now."
"You do!" Calico squealed, "You have to bring her over on Nightmare Night. Tell her to bring her friends."
Spoiled laughed at her friends antics, "Of course dear, I look forward to introducing my Diamond to her Auntie Calico."
Calico laughed as she gathered her things, "I look forward to it."
Watching her friend walk out of the store, Spoiled Rich heard the clearing of a voice behind her.
"Who was that Spoiled?" Her husband asked.
"That was Calico Fur," Spoiled informed Filthy, "But you wouldn't know who that was, would you?"
"Spoiled?" He began.
"No," Spoiled snarled, "When you left me alone with the Canterlot nobles on our honeymoon that mare was the only one that showed me any kindness. I knew why we were married. I was under no illusions once you said I do. But you could have at least pretended. But instead I was thrown to the sharks, so I became one. But that mare is above all of that, beyond it. She doesn't even know how much influence she has."
Filthy staggerd back under his wife's verbal assault, "Influence?"
"She designed the template for all the shelves in this store. Diamond's Tiara is based on one she built. My jewels are all made by her. She does custom designs and jobs of all types. Yet forgets her kindnesses because for her they don't matter. Her kindesses are just who she is," turning her eyes upon her husband, she stalked towards him, "But I remember and I might not have the influence I once had, but if a tear falls from the eye of that mare while she is in this town, I will burn it down to find the reason for it. An there is not an Alicorn Princess on this planet that could stop me. Do I Make Myself Clear?"
Filthy looked fearfully upon his wife, she had uttered her words with an eerie calmness. She wasn't threatening, Spoiled was merely stating fact.
"Crystal, My darling." Filthy muttered, then fled.
Spoiled whipped her head back around to the cashiers, "Get Back To Work!" She growled.
None met her eye as she strutted into the security office from whence she had emerged.
Author's Note
Heh, I nerfed Pinkie. But don't worry. I have my reasons. And it has nothing to do with the repeated threats to show my girlfriend my browser history. This one I wrote while writing my other fic over on Ao3 called the Players Games Play which I can't link to because of adult content. So go read it damn it. Gonna try for a regular update schedule again. Players Games Play will Update towards the end of the month. Whatever of my stories I am working on will update whenever I finish that particular chapter. I'm gonna try to go back to the previous update schedule, but I have to work up to it.
