Chapters The Cutie Mark Crusaders: Ghost Hunters
"Okay Students, it's time for history." The classroom became filled with the sound of complaints. History wasn't everypony's favorite subject, mostly because they learned about boring things a majority of the time. "Don't worry, today's lesson won't be the same as the others. Since Nightmare Night is just a few days away, I've decided to share with you some of the urban legends that involve local places." Cheeriliee was happy to see that all of the students were paying attention now. Though urban legends wouldn't really teach the students anything important, she decided that they needed a break from the normal lessons they had been doing.
Applebloom raised her hoof. "Yes, Applebloom?" asked Cheerilee.
"What's an urban legend?" asked Applebloom.
"I'm glad you asked, Applebloom. Urban legends are stories that revolve around places that are supposedly haunted. The stories can be backed up by real events that took place in the past, but they're all mostly not true."
"So you mean like ghost stories?" asked Scootaloo.
"Kind of. They're like ghost stories but with more back story to them. Are you all ready?" asked Cheerilee.
"Yeah!" all of the students were ready. Cheerilee began to tell the first urban legend. Most of the students had already heard this one, but they didn't mind hearing it again. It was the story of Slender Stallion. This urban legend was about a tall, white stallion with no face that roamed the Everfree Forest at night. No sightings have been made of this apparition, so everypony knew it was fake. All except The Cutie Mark Crusaders, of course. Applebloom, Scootaloo, and Swetie Belle all looked at each other.
"Do you think that Slender Stallion is real?" whispered Applebloom.
"Of course! Why do you think nopony goes in the forest at night?" answered Scootaloo.
"I'm sure I know of some ponies who have gone into the forest at night," said Sweetie Belle.
"The only ponies who say they've been in the forest at night are obviously lying. They just want to seem cool!"
"Now, if you three would stop talking, I will go on to the next urban legend." The three fillies realized that they had missed the ending to the last story. "This next one is called 'Bunny Mare.' Once upon a time, there was a pony named Griffin Dougal. She escaped from an asylum and took refuge near a tunnel. When travelers ventured near the tunnel, she would jump out of nowhere in a bunny suit and yell at them for trespassing. She is long dead by now, but every once-in-a-while there are reports of a mare in a bunny costume scaring ponies near the tunnel."
"Where is this tunnel?" asked Scootaloo.
"I don't know, actually. I wouldn't worry about it if I were you, ghosts don't exist."
"Okay."
"Now, this next one is the last one for today," said Cheerilee. "This is the story of 'The Haunted Hospital.' Long ago, not too long after Ponyville was established, there was a hospital. One day, the hospital caught fire. Nopony knows how the fire started. There were some patients that couldn't be evacuated in time, and their spirits are said to haunt the charred remains of the hospital."
"Remains? You mean it's still here?" asked Applebloom.
"Yes. Probably none of you have seen it because it is hidden just behind trees not too far away from the hospital we use today."
"Oh, okay."
"So that ends today's history lesson. Now, let us move on to reading. Everpony take out your books and turn to chapter 5, where we left off last time."
After school was over, Scootaloo, Applebloom, and Sweetie Belle met up outside. Scootaloo had a smile on her face. "Why're you smiling?" asked Applebloom.
"Um, because I'm happy?" replied Scootaloo.
"Oh yeah."
"And because I know how we can try to get our cutie marks!"
"Really!? How?" Sweetie Belle asked excitedly.
"We hunt ghosts!"
Applebloom and Sweetie Belle looked at Scootaloo. "But Cheerilee said that ghosts aren't real. You heard her yourself," said Sweetie Belle.
"She only said that because she doesn't want anypony to hunt them!" said Scootaloo.
"That makes sense!" said Applebloom.
"I guess you're right," Sweetie Belle agreed reluctantly. "But wouldn't it be dangerous to hunt them?"
"Psh, what could a faceless stallion do to us? The worst it could do is stand there and stare at us!"
"Hey, we don't even know how to hunt ghosts," said Sweetie Belle.
"Oh yeah," said Scootaloo.
"Well, we can't just stand around and talk about it," interjected Applebloom. "Let's go see if Twilight has any books about ghost hunting!"
"Yeah!" agreed the two other fillies.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders went to their respective living areas and dropped off their school supplies.
"Where are you going in such a hurry?" asked Rarity. "You just got here."
"I'm going to learn how to hunt ghosts!" replied Sweetie Belle very excitedly.
"Oh okay, just be home before- wait, what?" Sweetie Belle had already left.
The three filly friends met in front of Twilight's house. They walked up to the door and knocked on it. Twilight eventually opened up the door and, after seeing who it was, invited them in. "You say you want to read books? That's good! What kind of books are you looking for?"
"We need books that talk about ghost hunting," said Applebloom.
"Ghost hunting? And I thought you were actually trying to learn about important things. Oh well, let me see what I can find." Twilight left the three fillies in the living room to look for a suitable book.
After a moment of silence, Scootaloo asked, "Do you think Twilight's house is haunted?"
"Maybe," answered Applebloom.
"My sister's house is definitely haunted!" said Sweetie Belle. "Every time I visit, everything is in a different spot than how I left them. I don't think crayons and paper can put themselves back on the shelf! The only explanation is ghosts!"
Twilight came back in the room with a book. "Here. This is a story called 'Ghosts and Ghouls.' I think it has information about a ghost hunt in it."
"Is it fictional?" asked Scootaloo.
"Yes," replied Twilight.
"Good, that means it's real, girls!" said Scootaloo.
"What? No it doesn't!" The three fillies hadn't heard Twilight. They ran out of Twilight's house, and to their clubhouse.
"Let's see... Blah blah... Blah..." Applebloom was flipping through the pages, looking for the ghost hunting part. "Here we go! It says that he lured the ghosts out by talking to them." Sweetie Belle was writing in a notepad. "It also says that when the ghost came out, he used a vacuum to suck it up."
"Darn!" said Scootaloo. "The only vacuums I know of around here have to be plugged in! There's no way we'll capture ghosts in the Everfree Forest!"
"Don't worry, I know that Rarity has a cordless one," said Sweetie Belle.
"Thank Celestia! Your sister is a life-saver!" said Scootaloo. "Does the book say anything else?"
"It's really boring, there are no pictures. I think we have enough information now, anyway." said Applebloom.
"What do we have, Sweetie Belle?" asked Scootaloo.
" 'Talk to ghosts' and 'suck them up with vacuum,' " said Sweetie Belle.
"Perfect! Now, where should we start?"
"Let's go out to the forest tonight and catch Slender Stallion in a vacuum!" said Applebloom.
"Cutie Mark Crusaders Ghost Hunters is a go!" they all said together.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders: Ghost Hunters
Night 1: The Hunt for Slender Stallion
The three fillies left their clubhouse. Applebloom and Scootaloo were going to find some flashlights while Sweetie Belle retrieved the cordless vacuum from her sister. Sweetie Belle arrived at Carousel Boutique, went inside, and found Rarity working on her latest dress. "Hey Rarity, can I borrow your vacuum?"
"Why would you need my vacuum?" asked Rarity.
"I need it so my friends and I can capture Slender Stallion with it."
"Oh, I should have known. Twilight came by and told me about that book you three borrowed from her. You can't just take my vacuum outside, it could get covered in dirt! And I just can't let you be outside too late, it could be dangerous."
"Oh, come on!"
"No means no, Sweetie Belle! Now just show yourself to your room and get to bed," said Rarity as she began working on the dress again.
"Okay, fine." Sweetie Belle walked out of the front door. She knew that once Rarity began to work on a dress, she would be fixated on it so much as to be unaware of her surroundings. Sweetie Belle took that as her chance to get away. She walked to a big tree stump just outside of the treeline of Everfree Forest, where her friends would meet her.
Scootaloo followed Applebloom to the storage shed in Sweet Apple Acres. They were going to get flashlights and whatever else would be useful. When they searched the shed, only one flashlight was found. "Only one? Great," said Scootaloo.
"That's okay. If we stick together, one'll be all we need," said Applebloom. "Is there anything else in here that could help us out?" The two fillies looked around the shed for anything that could be useful to them.
"Hey, how about this rope? We could tie it between two trees to try and trip Slender Stallion."
"Great idea, Scootaloo!" said Applebloom. "It's startin' to get darker outside. Sweetie Belle is probably waitin' for us now. Come on, let's go!" Scootaloo found a burlap bag to carry the rope in. Applebloom and Scootaloo left the shed and headed to the meeting area. Sure enough, they saw that Sweetie Belle was already there. They also noticed that there was no vacuum around.
"Hey, I thought you said your sister had a vacuum!" said Scootaloo.
"She does! She just wouldn't let me borrow it. I'm sure there's some other way we could catch Slender Stallion."
"What about this burlap bag I put the rope in?" asked Scootaloo.
"Scootaloo, you're a genius!" said Applebloom. "Hey, Sweetie Belle, what else did you write in the notes besides the vacuum?"
"Uh, let me check. 'Talk to ghosts' and 'get out now while you still can,' " said Sweetie Belle.
"What was that last part?" asked Scootaloo.
"Get out now while you still can?"
"Yeah. I thought you only wrote 'talk to ghosts' and 'suck them up with vacuum.' "
"To be honest, I don't remember writing that last one. What do you think it means?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"Who cares? Let's go catch Slender Stallion before we scare him away with our talking!" said Applebloom.
"Yeah!" agreed Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. After Applebloom turned on the flashlight, the trio made their way into the forest
"Let's get deeper into the forest before we try to lure him out," suggested Scootaloo. The Cutie Mark Crusaders continued walking forward. When they finally decided to stop, they turned around to make sure they were far enough in. They couldn't see any light from Ponyville, so they were far enough into the forest now. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle took the rope and tied it on two trees, just in the perfect place to trip anypony who didn't notice it.
"Okay, now we gotta talk to Slender Stallion to lure him out," said Applebloom after putting the flashlight down on a stump so the light illuminated the trees in front of them. "What should we say?"
"I have something," said Sweetie Belle. "Hey Slender Stallion? Come on out!" The three friends waited for some kind of noise, but nothing happened. "You try, Scootaloo."
"Hey Slender Stallion, I heard you were chicken!" Scootaloo shouted towards the trees in front of them. "Why don't you come out and face us!?"
"Okay, I don't want him to get angry with us!" said Applebloom. The sound of rustling came from the left of where the flashlight was shining. "Did y'all hear that?"
"Slender Stallion, if that's you, do you mind stepping into the light so we can see you?" asked Sweetie Belle. The three fillies watched as a figure slowly moved into the light. It was a white pony dressed in a suit. This pony also appeared to have no face.
"Uh, do you mind stepping out of the light now?" Applebloom quickly asked after seeing the pony. The white pony slowly left the light, back where it had come from. The Cutie Mark Crusaders made a huddle.
"OH MY CELESTIA!!!!" They were all screaming at each other.
"Okay girls, we've got to calm down and think this through," whispered Applebloom. "Slender Stallion is right there ! We can do this! Scootaloo, since you're the fastest, I want you to put Slender Stallion in the bag, okay?"
"Okay," replied Scootaloo.
"What about me?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"You and I will stay back until Slender Stallion is in the bag. Then we will all strike!"
"Could you step into the light again, Slender Stallion?" asked Scootaloo. The pony slowly made its way into the light. "Thanks." Scootaloo charged at the pony, jumped in the air, and tried to catch the white pony in the bag. The bag was only big enough to fit over its head. The white pony began to run, and ended up tripping over the rope.
"The rope trap was a success! Attack!" The Cutie Mark Crusaders pounced on the pony with a sack over its head and started to stomp on and kick it a lot.
"Ow! Stop that!" yelled a familiar voice. The three fillies stopped and stared at the pony with the sack on its head. They took the sack off and shined the flashlight on the pony's face. It wasn't even a face, it was some kind of fabric. Scootaloo took the fabric off of the pony's head.
"Rainbow Dash!?"
"Yeah, it was just me the whole time! Hahaha you should have seen the looks on your faces after you saw me the first time!" Rainbow Dash started to laugh.
"So this was just a prank!? Come on!" said Sweetie Belle. "You scared us half to death!"
"And then you started to kick me!"
"Yeah. I guess we're sorry about that," said Applebloom.
"Hahaha! How could you not tell that I just painted my legs and hooves white and wore a white mask? I still can't believe you three even thought Slender Stallion is real! Everypony knows it's fake; Slender Stallion is just a stupid story to tell your friends!"
Nopony saw the tall, white stallion in a suit standing behind a tree in the darkness, with a tear rolling down its faceless face.
"Come on, you three, let's get back to Ponyville before your families get worried." The Cutie Mark Crusaders followed Rainbow Dash back to Ponyville. They felt like this mission was a complete failure. When they finally got back to Ponyville, and Rainbow Dash had left them to go home, the three fillies began talking.
"At least it wasn't actually Slender Stallion," said Scootaloo. "The bag only fit over Rainbow Dash's head. The real Slender Stallion could have easily taken it off and gotten away."
"Yeah. And at least we have more ghosts to catch that could be easier than Slender Stallion," said Applebloom. "And maybe somepony will even have a vacuum for them!"
"Maybe Rarity will have a change of heart tomorrow," said Sweetie Belle. "Let's just all go home and get some rest."
The three fillies went their separate ways. Sweetie Belle walked into Carousel Boutique and saw that Rarity was still up working on the dress. "I'm home, Rarity."
"Oh, ha ha Sweetie Belle. I would have noticed you leaving. You're just trying to trick me into giving my vacuum to you, aren't you? That is not going to happen. And didn't I tell you to go to bed?"
Author's Notes
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I must thank everyone who has favorited this story so far. As you can see, the chapters of the story will be "Day/Night (#): Title." I know that there will be at least several more chapters in this story; I still have the other two urban legends that Cheerilee spoke of in the first chapter. I am also up for any suggestions of what ghosts the Cutie Mark Crusaders could hunt. If you make a suggestion that I decide to write about, I will make sure to give you credit for the idea at the end of the chapter. Until then, have fun reading the chapters that I create myself.
P.S. I tried to listen to this song while writing the forest part; it didn't help me write at all, it just creeped me out a lot.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders: Ghost Hunters
Day 2: Where's The Tunnel?
The next day, after school, the Cutie Mark Crusaders went to their clubhouse. "Okay, Applebloom, are you ready?" asked Scootaloo.
"Yeah," replied Applebloom. "Are you ready, Sweetie Belle?"
"Yep," said Sweetie Belle.
"Then let's start our competition! Go!" The three fillies began to draw on pieces of paper. They were trying to see who would be able to draw Slender Stallion the best, and they would put up the best drawing to show anypony else who visited the clubhouse what they had faced. Only the Cutie Mark Crusaders knew that the Slender Stallion they saw was really Rainbow Dash in costume; they wanted everypony else to believe that they were brave enough to face and conquer the real Slender Stallion.
"Finished!" said Scootaloo.
"That fast? Lest me see," said Sweetie Belle. After she examined Scootaloo's depiction of Slender Stallion, Sweetie Belle said, "I don't recall Slender Stallion having sticks for legs."
"Oh, like yours is any better?"
"Duh!"
Scootaloo walked over to Sweetie Belle's drawing. "Well, the only difference is how you made the legs!"
"And how I know proper pony anatomy."
"Oh, big deal."
"Quit it, you two!" said Applebloom. "Come look at mine." The two fillies looked at Applebloom's drawing.
"Holy Celestia..." It was the best drawing they had ever seen from a filly. It was such a beautiful representation of Slender Stallion that they immediately made Applebloom the winner and put the drawing up on the wall. The three friends stared at it for a while.
"Shouldn't we be doin' more productive things?" asked Applebloom.
"Like finding out where the tunnel that's haunted by Bunny Mare is?" asked Scootaloo.
"Yes," replied Sweetie Belle.
"I think we should go to Twilight's place to see if there's a book about Bunny Mare!" suggested Scootaloo. Applebloom and Sweetie Belle agreed, and so the Cutie Mark Crusaders left the clubhouse and headed to the Ponyville Library.
"Another book? Where's the last one I let you three borrow?" asked Twilight.
"Oh yeah, here." Scootaloo handed "Ghosts and Ghouls" to Twilight.
"What happened to this book?" Twilight asked after quickly flipping through the pages. "Did you three write in it!?"
"No! We swear! It was like that when got back from-... Sleeping...?" said Sweetie Belle.
"It says 'he watches you' right here. What does that mean?" asked Twilight.
"I don't know," answered Applebloom. "Like Sweetie Belle said, we had nothin' to do with it!"
"Well... Okay, but make sure nopony else gets their hooves on the next book I lend to you. Now, what is it you want?"
"Do you have any books about Bunny Mare?" asked Scootaloo.
Twilight stared at the three fillies like this: ಠ_ಠ "You know what, I'm not even going to question it. I'll see what I have," Twilight said before walking into the next room.
"Do you two think Fluttershy is a ghost?" asked Scootaloo.
"What? No, why would you think that?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"Well, she's really shy..."
"Yeah. That's Fluttershy for you."
"But what if she's just trying to not let anypony find out she's a ghost?" Scootaloo stared at Sweetie Belle, who stared back at her in silence. Sweetie Belle then turned her head and stared at Applebloom, who was also staring back at her. The Cutie Mark Crusaders remained silent until Twilight came back in the room, carrying a book beside with her magic.
"I found one that was actually titled "The Bunny Mare." I don't know what you three are getting yourselves into, but don't get yourselves into trouble."
"Don't worry, Twilight," said Applebloom. "Let's get back to the clubhouse, girls!"
The Cutie Mark Crusaders headed back to their clubhouse and put "The Bunny Mare" on the table. They pulled chairs over to the table and sat down to read the book.
"Okay Sweetie Belle, get ready to write down more notes," said Applebloom.
"Okay, I'm ready." Applebloom began to read the book silently. "You know there's no point to having me get ready to take notes if you're not going to give me any information."
"I'll just have you write down the important stuff," said Applebloom. "Here, it says the tunnel can be reached by followin' the path that leads around the outskirts of the Everfree Forest."
"Okay, I wrote that down. Does the book say anything about the Bunny Mare herself? Like how to have her show up or something?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"Uh, let me see." Applebloom started searching through the pages of the book. "It says that she comes out whenever anypony goes near the tunnel at night. That sounds easy!"
"Yeah, but it has to be at night!" said Sweetie Belle. "Rarity finally finished that dress she was working on, so she'll never let me go out at night!"
"But we have to do it! Can't you try to sneak out when she's asleep?" suggested Scootaloo. "And maybe you can try to bring the vacuum this time. We need a way to capture Bunny Mare."
"Fine, but if she catches me, it's game over!"
"Well, you've got to try," said Applebloom. "There's still more here that you might want to write down."
"Like what?"
"It says that she will run at us and threaten us to try and scare us away."
"What should I write down for that? Watch out for threats?"
"I guess. Hey, what's Scootaloo doin'?" asked Applebloom. Sweetie Belle and Applebloom looked at Scootaloo, who was staring at the drawing of Slender Stallion. "Hey! What're you doin' just starin' at my drawing like that? You're supposed to listenin'." said Applebloom.
"I am listening. I'm just also looking at your drawing at the same time. It's just so good."
"Well stop that!"
"Fine. Go on, then."
"Well that's all of the important stuff in the book," said Applebloom. Scootaloo just stared at Applebloom. "What?"
"Can I stare at your drawing now?" asked Scootaloo.
"No, I actually think it's a little creepy how obsessed you are with it."
"But it's just so good!"
"You said that already."
"What else do you want me to say?"
"I don't know, better reasons?"
There was suddenly a loud noise outside, which made the three fillies jump.
"What was that?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"I don't know, why don't you go out and see?" asked Scootaloo.
"No way, you go out and see!" argued Sweetie Belle.
"I'll go see what it was!" said Applebloom.
"I'm coming with you," said Sweetie Belle.
"Me too," said Scootaloo.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders went outside and found a crumpled up piece of paper on the ground. Scootaloo picked it up and un-crumpled it. It had a message that read: "Always behind you."
"Darn it, Rainbow Dash! I'm tired of your stupid pranks!"
Author's Notes
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Remember that you can give me suggestions for future chapters. There will only be four more chapters in this story that I have planned, so if you want more chapters just suggest some kind of ghost for the Cutie Mark Crusaders to hunt. If I choose to write about what you have suggested, I will give you credit at the start of the chapter.
Love, JerryTheHouseGhost
The Cutie Mark Crusaders: Ghost Hunters
The Cutie Mark Crusaders burned the piece of paper in the fireplace. Nopony saw Slender Stallion watching them from afar with a single tear rolling down his faceless face. "Okay Sweetie Belle, you've got to get the vacuum from your sister one way or another," said Scootaloo.
"Fine, but I may not get out of this alive," responded Sweetie Belle.
"Oh come on, Sweetie Belle! You've gotta try!" pleaded Applebloom. "We can't capture any ghosts without it! And we can't use anything else in it's place; you saw what happened with the sack!"
"But we didn't even use the sack on a ghost!"
"What's your point?"
"My point is that we could try the sack again, and this time on an actual ghost."
"Just get the vacuum, Sweetie Belle."
"Okay, fine!" Sweetie Belle left her friends and walked to Carousel Boutique. Once she arrived outside of the house, she noticed that none of the lights were on inside. She thought this was strange because Rarity usually stays up later. Once at the door, Sweetie Belle attempted to open it, but found that it was locked. Strange , she thought. Luckily there was a spare key hidden in a secretive spot that is so secret that I can't even reveal it to you in a story. Sweetie Belle unlocked the door and walked in, turning on the main lights. After standing still to examine the room, Sweetie Belle went upstairs to Rarity's room. The door was open, which meant she wasn't there. Wait a minute, Rarity said something about a sleepover at Applejack's barn earlier today.
Sweetie Belle went back downstairs to search for the vacuum. It didn't take her too long to find it. She turned off the light and left Carousel Boutique with the vacuum. She made sure to lock the door behind her like the good little filly she is. Sweetie Belle began walking to the meeting place, which happened to be the same tree stump as last time. She was happy to see that her friends were already there.
"It took you long enough!" said Applebloom. "I'm surprised we aren't as old as Granny Smith because of how long you took!"
"I only took a couple minutes! Besides, you two only had to get the flashlight!" argued Sweetie Belle.
"Whatever, at least you have the vacuum. Let's go follow the treeline and find the tunnel," said Scootaloo.
"Uh, which way do we go? Left or Right?" asked Applebloom.
"Um... Left?" answered Scootaloo.
"I thought you knew where to go, Applebloom!" said Sweetie Belle.
"I only read that you have to go around Everfree Forest; there was no specific direction!"
"Well, let's go with left, then," said Sweetie Belle. The Cutie Mark Crusaders began following the treeline of the Everfree Forest to the right.
"Do you girls get the feeling that something is watching us? Like, from behind?" asked Applebloom.
"No," replied Scootaloo.
"Yeah, me neither."
Sure enough, the three fillies saw a tunnel begin to be illuminated by the flashlight. "Haha! I knew it was to the left!" said Scootaloo.
"But didn't we go right?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"Uh... Shut up," said Scootaloo. The Cutie Mark Crusaders approached the tunnel.
"Isn't the Bunny Mare supposed to come out if we get close to the tunnel?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"Yeah," said Applebloom.
"So, where is she?"
"Should we try to talk with her to lure her out?" asked Scootaloo.
"Good thinking, Scotaloo!" said Applebloom. "You go first."
"Hey, Bunny Mare! Why don't you come out here and yell at us or something!?"
"Y'all are trespassin'!" said a voice that came from the tunnel. Applebloom slowly turned her head towards Sweetie Belle.
"Get that vacuum ready," said Applebloom.
"Y'all are gonna get what's comin' to ya!" said the voice.
"Come out of that tunnel! You coward!" yelled Scootaloo.
A pony in a bunny costume ran out of the tunnel. "Which one o' y'all called me a coward!?" Sweetie Belle and Applebloom pointed at Scootaloo. "You orange filly! Y'all call me a coward again an' I'll get you!"
"Sweetie Belle, turn on the vacuum!" whispered Scootaloo. "I don't want the Bunny Mare to get me!"
"I'm trying to! I think the batteries are out of power!" said Sweetie Belle.
"Great!"
"Hold on, I have an idea!" Sweetie Belle threw the vacuum at the Bunny Mare, which hit it straight in the face.
"Ow! Why would you do that!? What the hay was that!? A vacuum!? Who the hay carries a vacuum around outside and throws it at ponies!?"
Sweetie Belle looked down. "Sorry..."
"Sorry!? You three are trespassin', I tell you to leave, you throw a vacuum at my face, and all you say is 'sorry!?' "
"But we're not trespassin'!" said Applebloom. "And you're just yellin' at us!"
"Did y'all not read that sign!?" the Bunny Mare pointed to the left of the tunnel. Applebloom shined the light on a sign that was there. It read "Private Property: Trespassers Will Be Verbally Abused!"
"Oooh.. Oops," said Sweetie Belle.
"So will you three fillies please leave!?"
"Yeah, we should get out of here," said Scootaloo.
"Hold on, I need that vacuum back," said Sweetie Belle. She walked over to the vacuum, which was sitting right in front of the Bunny Mare. Once she picked it up, she looked up at the Bunny Mare's face. "Is your name Griffin Dougal?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"What? No, my name is Hank," replied the pony in the bunny costume.
"Hank!? I thought you were supposed to be the Bunny Mare !" said Applebloom.
"Bunny Mare? What are you talking about?"
"You're a ghost that wears a bunny costume and you yell at ponies for trespassing!"
"No, the pony who hired me to enforce the "no trespassing" rule insisted that I wear this bunny costume."
"Oh. Well then, I guess we'd better get going. Bye, Hank," said Scootaloo.
"Bye, you three fillies who hit me with a vacuum," said Hank.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders walked back to Ponyville. "Well, I'm not sure if this would be counted as a failure," said Scootaloo. "I mean, there was never even a "Bunny Mare" ghost."
"Yeah, you're right," said Applebloom. "I guess we should all get some rest so we can get some good research in tomorrow."
"Oh yeah, we still have that haunted hospital to investigate," remembered Sweetie Belle.
"Well, good night," said Scootaloo.
"Good night," said Sweetie Belle.
"Good night," said Applebloom.
"Good night," said Slender Stallion, too quietly so the three fillies didn't hear him. After realizing they didn't hear him, he shed another tear.
Author's Notes
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I certainly had a fun time writing it! Remember that I will only be writing three more chapters of this story using my own ideas. If you would like to see more chapters after those, you can leave suggestions for ghosts that the Cutie Mark Crusaders can hunt. If I choose your suggestion, I will give you credit at the start of the chapter.
P.S. You deserve this song for reading this far.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders: Ghost Hunters
The next day at school was a strange one; there were a lot of drawings of Slender Stallion all over the classroom with morbid captions like "no no no no no no no no" and "wants to hug you from behind." There were no students in the classroom, but there was evidence that it was populated beforehand. For example, there was a message on the wall that read "leave while you still can." It was written in red stuff. Applebloom didn't think Cheerilee would approve of this, because she had a strict "no writing on walls with any color except black" policy. After a few minutes of sitting at her desk and waiting for Cheerilee's lesson to begin, Applebloom realized that none of her friends were there. Those ponies want to fail school, don't they? she thought. It was at that moment when Applebloom caught sight of what was at the front of the classroom: Slender Stallion was standing in front of the chalkboard. He was writing something on it.
"Today we will be learning about Applebloom," said Slender Stallion. "I know a lot about her and her friends, because I watch them all the time."
Applebloom woke up from her dream. "Whoa," she said aloud, "that dream was almost as bad as the one where I go to school and it turns out I have clothes on!"
That day at school was a normal one. Cheerilee gave a normal lesson about normal history. Applebloom and her friends were paying attention as Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon talked with eachother and looked at their hooves. How interesting could your own hoof be? After school, the Cutie Mark Crusaders met up in front of the playground. "Hey, maybe we should check out that abandoned hospital now," suggested Scootaloo. "You know, so we can know what it's like before we hunt the ghosts there."
"That's a great idea! Sweetie Belle, you should get the vacuum just in case of a daytime ghost attack," said Applebloom.
"Okay," said Sweetie Belle. She left to get the vacuum. Luckily Rarity was still out that day, so Sweetie Belle would be able to take the vacuum without any holdup. Since the abandoned hospital wasn't too far away from the newer hospital, the three fillies had decided to meet up there. After Sweetie Belle arrived with the vacuum, they headed in the direction that the abandoned hospital was said to be in. They started to see a building up ahead, but it looked nothing like a hospital, and it most certainly was not abandoned; there were ponies coming and going from the building. The Cutie Mark Crusaders saw a big sign above the main entryway.
"Museum of Ponyville History," Applebloom read the sign aloud. "We have a museum?"
"I guess. I've never heard of it before," said Sweetie Belle.
"Neither have I," concurred Scootaloo. "But this is exactly where the hospital should be. Let's go inside and check it out!"
The friends went inside of the museum. It was just a regular museum about the history of Ponyville. It had old artifacts, store signs, and even ponies who were dressed up like they were living back then. There was also a model of how Ponyville used to look. Scootaloo walked up to one of the employees. "Excuse me, do you know if there is an abandoned hospital around here?"
"Hm? Oh, this building used to be a hospital, but after a fire rendered the hospital unusable, it was abandoned for some time. It was recently refurbished and made into this museum," said the employee.
"Thanks." The Cutie Mark Crusaders huddled up. "Did you hear that!? This museum is the hospital, which means that there could still be ghosts here!"
"Yeah!" said Applebloom. "But how are we gonna hunt ghosts at night here? They'd probably lock this museum up!"
"We can just try to hunt ghosts now," said Sweetie Belle. "There are so many ponies here, and any one of them could be a ghost! They could be among us and nopony knows it!"
"Hey there! Do you little fillies want a tour of the museum?"
"Ah! A ghost!" yelled Sweetie Belle before turning the vacuum on and trying to suck the pony into it. "It isn't working!"
"What are you doing?" asked the pony.
Sweetie Belle turned off the vacuum and bashed the pony over the head with the vacuum.
"Ow! What do you think you're doing!?"
"Wait, are you a ghost?" asked Scootaloo.
"What!? A ghost!? Of course I'm not a ghost! That really hurt! And it still hurts!"
"Sorry," said Sweetie Belle.
"You're lucky I'm not kicking you out of this museum!"
The Cutie Mark Crusaders walked away from the pony. "Okay, so that pony happened to not be a ghost, but that doesn't mean that any of these other ponies aren't ghosts!" said Applebloom. "Let's split up and see what we can find! And could I have the vacuum Sweetie Belle?"
"Of course," said Sweetie Belle. She gave the vacuum to Applebloom. The three friends split up.
The first pony Scootaloo laid her eyes on was very old-looking. There's no way a pony that old can walk around as much as that, she thought. Scootaloo decided to get closer to the old pony to see if she did anything weird. She got close enough to overhear what the old mare was saying.
"When I was your age, I was drinking river water instead of punch."
There's no way a pony can be that old, thought Scootaloo, forgetting that Granny Smith existed. She walked up to the old mare and stared at her.
"Do you want somethin', you little filly?"
"Uh, yeah, are you a ghost?"
"No."
"Darn!" Scootaloo hoped that her two friends were having better luck than her.
On the other side of the room, Applebloom was looking around for suspicious activity. She turned a corner and came face-to-face with a white stallion in a suit. "Aaah! Slender stallion!!!" screamed Applebloom. She began to beat the pony with the vacuum. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo ran over to Applebloom, having heard her screams.
"Applebloom, what's wrong!?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"Slender Stallion!"
"Ow! Why are you hitting me with a vacuum!?"
"Because you're Slender Stallion!"
"Excuse me? What did you just call me? A slender stallion!? Anorexia runs in my family, thank you very much!"
"What?" asked Applebloom.
"Oh, and now you play dumb? 'Oh, that pony is different from everypony! Let's beat him with a vacuum!' How can anypony be so blind!?"
"Let's get outta here, girls!" said Scootaloo. The Cutie Mark Crusaders ran out of the museum. They could hear the pony yelling at them.
"Where do you think you're going!?"
The Cutie Mark Crusaders ran all the way to Sweet Apple Acres. "Come on, Applebloom, we all know that Slender stallion isn't real," said Scootaloo. Nopony saw Slender Stallion watching them from behind the barn with a tear rolling down his faceless face.
"Yeah. Well, I don't think that pony we hit will find us here," said Applebloom.
"Y'all don't think who'll find ya here?" asked Applejack, who had just walked down the path to the three fillies.
"Oh, uh... Nopony," said Applebloom.
"Just tell me, Applebloom."
"Alright. We were at the museum, and we hit two ponies with a vacuum," said Applebloom, looking down at the ground.
"What!? Now you three go right back to those ponies and apologize!"
"Okay," said Applebloom. "Come on, girls." The Cutie Mark Crusaders left Sweet Apple Acres and began to head back to the museum.
Author's Notes
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! A big thank you to Cobalt Winter for becoming my partner in crime and helping me out with the idea for this chapter and the one to follow. Also, a shout-out to my friend who reads my stories; just to make him feel special even though nobody else here would know who he is. I guess that's all for this entry of Author's Notes. See you all in the next chapter!
The Cutie Mark Crusaders: Ghost Hunters
So the Cutie Mark Crusaders ventured back to where they had assaulted the ponies thought to be ghosts. On the way to the museum, they had a little conversation.
"How do we know those ponies weren't faking it?" asked Scootaloo.
"That's exactly what I'm thinking!" responded Applebloom.
"I don't know, girls. They seemed pretty angry when we hit them with the vacuum," said Sweetie Belle.
"Of course they were angry; they didn't want us to suck them up!" Said Scootaloo.
"But we tried to suck up the first one, and it didn't work!"
"Maybe these ghosts are immune to vacuums?"
"If that's the reason, how do you expect us to capture them?"
"They're obviously not immune to being hit by vacuums, so we'll just knock them out and drag them to our clubhouse."
"And if they're not ghosts?"
"Uh-"
"We've foalnapped somepony! That's what happens if they're not a ghost!" (Foalnap verb. "To steal, carry off, or abduct by force or fraud, especially for use as a hostage or to extract ransom." Just in case you didn't make the connection when you first read it.)
"Look, girls! It's the Ponyville Hospital! That means we're getting close!" said Applebloom.
The two arguing fillies looked up and saw the hospital. It wouldn't be too long before they got to the museum, where they would either apologize to the ponies or beat them senseless. This was a hard decision. Well, for Sweetie Belle, at least. Applebloom and Scootaloo really wanted to capture ghosts. Sweetie Belle was the one with the vacuum, so she thought that she would be able to prevent brutal beatings by refusing to give the vacuum to her friends.
"Look girls, it's the Ponyville Hospital! That means we're getting- wait a minute..." Applebloom looked back to where they had come from. "Didn't we already pass the hospital?"
"Yeah," said Scootaloo. "But look at this one! It's all black and smokey. I don't think hospitals are allowed to be black and smokey."
"What do you know about hospitals?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"If I know one thing, it's that they're not allowed to be black and smokey."
"Isn't this supposed to be where the museum is?" asked Applebloom.
"Are you two getting a kind of déjà vu feeling?" asked Scootaloo.
"What does déjà vu mean?" asked Sweetie Belle.
Scootaloo stared at Sweetie Belle. "....I don't know."
"So," started Applebloom, "a burnt hospital being where a museum which used to be where a burnt hospital used to be, used to be?"
"Uh, what?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"I have no idea. But do you know what this means?"
"This isn't a museum anymore?" asked Scootaloo.
"No- well, yes. But it also means that this is the haunted hospital!"
"But it's still light outside," said Scootaloo. "How are we gonna hunt ghosts?"
"Nopony said ghosts don't come out when it's light outside," said Sweetie Belle.
"But the last two hunts we had were at night, so I just assumed that it had to be night."
"We could have easily done the last two during the day," said Applebloom.
"Wouldn't it have been a lot easier and a lot less scary if we did them when it was light out?"
"Well... You have a very good point there. When we're in school tomorrow, you can use my 'amber waves of grain' crayon; you've earned it!"
"Yes!" celebrated Scootaloo. "I love that color!"
"Let's go hunt the ghosts!" The three friends entered the abandoned hospital.
The halls were lit up by natural light, which shone through windows that were in each one of the rooms. More light was coming from the West-side rooms (not a spin-off of West Side Story) since it was in the evening. Everything seemed so peaceful, until Sweetie Belle saw a burnt pony in one of the rooms.
"What the heck was that!?"
"What? What did you see?" asked Applebloom.
"I could have sworn there was a burnt pony right there!" Sweetie Belle pointed inside of a room to her right.
"There's nothing there, Sweetie Belle."
"Was it burnt and crispy?" asked Scotaloo.
"I guess it looked crispy," said Sweetie Belle.
"On a scale from one to crispy-"
"Quit it, Scootaloo! You're just wasting time!" said Applebloom. "We've gotta get to the bottom of this 'burnt crispy' before it gets too dark outside."
"Burnt crispy?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"It's easier than 'pony that is burned all over its body.' "
"We could just call it 'burnt pony.' "
"Well I've already got 'burnt crispy' stuck in my head!"
The three fillies began their search for "Burnt Crispy," the illusive pony whose body is burnt all over. It wasn't before long until they started "seeing things" out of the corners of their eyes, which is physically impossible since their eyes are literally perfectly round; unless, of course, they slightly lower their eyelids, or do anything with their eyelids for that matter.
"What the hay was that!?"
"What?"
"I saw Burnt Crispy right there!"
"I didn't see anything there."
"Neither did I."
"Well I did! I could have sworn Burnt Crispy was right there, on top of that table! I think he might have been dancing!"
"Who ever said Burnt Crispy was a he?"
"Nopony; I just assumed that only a guy would be stalking us."
"The gender of the pony stalking us doesn't matter when we're dealing with ghosts!"
I decided that it was irrelevant to specify who was speaking just then. If you really need to know who was speaking, you're just gonna have to imagine it yourself. Or you can just refer to this guide if you're lazy: Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, Applebloom, Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, Applebloom, Scootaloo, Applebloom, Sweetie Belle. Happy?
"Sweetie Belle, give me that vacuum!" said Applebloom
"Why?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"I see Burnt Crispy right there!" Applebloom pointed down the hall. "You can see his leg right there; he's right around the corner!"
Sweetie Belle gave Applebloom the vacuum. Applebloom had never been so intent on beating a pony with the vacuum as much as she was now. Applebloom began charging forward, screamed something that sounded like gibberish, and rounded the corner to see Burnt Crispy right in front of her.
"Aaaahhhhhh!!!!" screamed Applebloom as she hit Burnt Crispy with the vacuum. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo came around the corner just in time to see Burnt Crispy crumble into a pile of ash.
"Oh no! I killed him!" said Applebloom. "I killed Burnt Crispy!"
"Should we have a moment of silence?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"Well, he was already dead," said Scootaloo. "He's already had his moment of silence.
"You kind of have a point there."
"Wait, this isn't a total loss, girls!" said Applebloom. "Watch." Applebloom turned on the vacuum and sucked up Burnt Crispy's ash.
"Applebloom, you are a genius!" said Sweetie Belle. "We've gotta take that back to Ponyville to show everypony!"
"Yeah!" agreed Scootaloo.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders left the hospital after having a moment of silence for Burnt Crispy anyway. Once the trio finally got to Ponyville, they realized that it had gotten pretty late and everypony was inside of their homes.
"Maybe tomorrow." said Applebloom.
"Yeah, and it's Nightmare Night tomorrow!" said Scootaloo. "It would be perfect to reveal Burnt Crispy's ashes then!"
"Well, until then, I think I should keep the vacuum for now." said Sweetie Belle.
"Yeah, here." Applebloom gave the vacuum to Sweetie Belle.
The three friends went their separate ways, back to their respective houses. Sweetie Belle decided that she would show their findings to Rarity. Once she got inside of Carousel Boutique, she was happy to find that Rarity was still awake.
"Hey, Rarity! Come here, I need to show you something awesome!"
"Awesome, you say?" asked Rarity as she walked over to Sweetie Belle.
"Yeah! Check this out, sis!" Sweetie Belle began trying to open up the vacuum. After some pulling and unnecessary force, the vacuum opened up and the ash dumped out all over some of Rarity's finest fabrics.
"Oh, what the- NNNOOOOOOO!!!!"
Author's Notes
After the longest time, this chapter has finally been finished. I hope you all enjoyed it! If you read the blog entry I posted almost 24 hours ago, you might be expecting the last chapter soon. Well, how about tomorrow night? I think that's close enough. Another big thank you to Cobalt Winter for giving me the idea for this chapter. Another shout-out to my friend that nobody knows. You could know him if he reveals himself in the comments. I guess it isn't that hard to figure out that the last chapter is going to involve Nightmare Night. Don't change the channel, 'cause The Cutie Mark Crusaders: Ghost Hunters will be back after these commercials.
Love, JerryTheHouseGhost
The Cutie Mark Crusaders: Ghost Hunters
Nightmare on Nightmare Night
The little fillies slept, each of them experiencing good dreams about what might happen after they show the citizens of Ponyville what they had captured with the vacuum. Applebloom dreamed about becoming famous, getting a ghost hunting cutie mark, and becoming rich by hunting ghosts for ponies. That was actually the same dream Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo had. It's the dream every little filly or colt has; becoming famous and rich. The Cutie Mark Crusaders all awoke with one thing in mind- well, two things: the fact that they were going to reveal Burnt Crispy's ashes to everypony, and that it was Nightmare Night that day.
The fillies were happy that Nightmare Night landed on a Saturday that year, meaning that they could spend the whole day together, and that they didn't have to go to bed earlier. They hated it whenever they had to go to bed when all of the cool stuff was happening.
"But there are other colts and fillies that are still out there!" Sweetie Belle had said two Nightmare Nights ago.
"Their families obviously don't care about them!" said Rarity. "You should be happy that you have a sister who cares so much about you!"
"I guess you have a point," Sweetie Belle saw where her sister was coming from, but she still really wanted to be out later than she was allowed to.
Let's stop dabbling in past experiences and come on back to the present. The Cutie Mark Crusaders met at Carousel Boutique after they had all gotten up. "Okay, are you ready for your Nightmare Night-themed breakfast?" asked Rarity.
"Yeah!" responded each of the three fillies.
Rarity used her magic to put plates in front of the fillies.
"What the heck is this?" asked Scootaloo.
"It's eggs in the shape of a moon," said Rarity.
"Oh, I thought it was just scrambled eggs that were shaped into a circle," said Sweetie Belle.
"Oh," said Rarity, chuckling. "That would have been too easy and non -Nightmare Nightish. Where would the fun in that be?"
"Am I supposed to answer that question?" asked Scootaloo.
"No, please don't."
"Hey, why are those fabrics in the garbage?" asked Applebloom, noticing some fabric sticking out of the garbage a little bit.
"Oh, I wanted to show Rarity Burnt Crispy, and he fell out and got all over her fabric," said Sweetie Belle.
"That 'Burnt Crispy' of yours is rather... Interesting..." said Rarity.
"Do you think all of the other ponies would like that?" asked Sweetie Belle.
Rarity, not wanting to tell the truth and hurt the three fillies' feelings, replied with "Of course! They'd all love it!"
"Yes! We're definitely gonna become famous, girls!" said Applebloom.
Skip to the Nightmare Night celebration
"We are gathered here to celebrate Nightmare Night!" said the Mayor, and everypony cheered. "The holiday where blah blah blah, blah! Blah blah blah blah!!!!!" (She didn't actually say blah a lot, I just have no idea what she says about this stuff.) The crowd cheered again.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders saw that Hank was there, and they decided to go talk with him.
"Hey Hank! I didn't think we'd see you here," said Scootaloo.
"I'm always here!" said Hank.
"Really?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"Yeah, I'm always the one in the bunny suit," said Hank.
"That makes sense," said Applebloom. "Wait, you were the one who threw up all over the spider toss game last year?"
"Uh... I guess I can't really say no since I just told you that I'm always the one in the bunny costume... So yes, t'was me."
"I can't believe Rainbow Dash actually convinced Fluttershy to play toss the spider after that," said Sweetie Belle.
"Yeah. I also can't believe how long Fluttershy cried after that," said Scootaloo. "What was it? Five days straight?"
"I think you have your facts wrong, Scootaloo," said Applebloom. "I thought that Fluttershy just bucked Rainbow Dash after it."
"Oh yeah, you're right! I was thinking of the year before when Rainbow Dash convinced Fluttershy that the punch she drank was actually poison and that she only had one week to live."
"Hey, now would be a great time to reveal Burnt Crispy's ashes to everypony!" said Applebloom.
"Yeah!" Sweetie Belle agreed. "We better hurry before everypony leaves to do the different activities."
The three fillies went up on the stage and got everypony's attention.
"What we have inside of this vacuum will change the world forever," said Applebloom. "You may want to cover your little ones' eyes."
Sweetie Belle started trying to open the vacuum. "Uh, you gotta pull this thing... And press this at the same time... Aha!" The vacuum finally opened up, dumping Burnt Crispy all over the stage.
Everypony was just staring at the three fillies and the pile of ash in front of them.
"What is it?" asked a random pony.
"These are the ashes of Burnt Crispy," said Applebloom.
"Burnt who?" asked another random pony.
"Burnt Crispy is the ghost that has been haunting the old Ponyville Hospital!"
The crowd was silent for a long time, just staring at the fillies, then at the ash, then back to the fillies.
"Didn't they change that into a museum?"
"Yeah!"
"These fillies are frauds!"
What the fillies saw cannot be described with words. Just kidding. They saw Slender Stallion standing behind the crowd. It wasn't before long when the ponies in the crowd noticed that the fillies were paying attention to something behind them. They all turned around and saw Slender Stallion.
"What is this, a bad circus act!? Get out of here!"
Slender Stallion was tired of crying by himself, so he decided to cry in front of everypony.
"Oh no, now you made somepony cry! Way to go!"
"Hey, it's not entirely my fault!" Nopony said anything. "Okay, I guess it is."
What nopony knew was that Slender Stallion was drawing their attention away from Burnt Crispy's ashes. The Cutie Mark Crusaders watched as the ashes began to float in the air and come together to form none other than Burnt Crispy.
"Oh no! He's back for revenge!" said Applebloom.
"Huh?" some of the ponies in the crowd looked over at Burnt Crispy. "Holy Celestia! We're under attack by ghosts!"
"What!? I just recovered from the parasprite invasion!"
"That happened three years ago."
"They ate my whole entire house."
"Well who cares!?!?! Ghosts!!!!!" Everypony started running around like crazy.
"They're gonna eat our souls!!!!"
Burnt Crispy walked over to Slender Stallion, and they performed their secret hoof-shake that they had been practicing for the past twenty years. As expected with that much time put into practicing, it was about ten minutes long. After it was finally over, everypony cheered.
"They're still gonna eat our souls!!!" Everypony started running around like crazy again.
Slender Stallion was chasing ponies around, and Burnt Crispy was raiding houses.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders ran into Hank.
"Oh no! What if these ghosts trespass on the land I must protect!?" asked Hank. "I'll be fired for sure!!" Hank ran off back to the tunnel he needed to patrol.
"I can't help but feel like this is all our fault," said Applebloom.
"Yeah," said Sweetie Belle.
"Hey, look! It's Princess Luna!" said Scootaloo.
Princess Luna came down in her chariot and stepped off of it. She took one look at the whole scene of ponies getting chased around by the two ghosts, got back on the chariot, and rode back to the moon.
"Looks like we'll be moving out of Ponyville now, girls," said Applebloom. "Or should I say 'Ghostville?' "
"Hold on," said Scootaloo. "We can end this! All we have to do is get Burnt Crispy back into the vacuum!"
"What about Slender Stallion?" asked Sweetie Belle.
"We'll just have to beat the crap out of him until he runs away."
The Cutie Mark Crusaders ran into the crowd and began looking for Burnt Crispy.
"Where is he?" asked Applebloom.
"There! He just went inside of Twilight's house!"
The three fillies ran over to the library and entered it. Sure enough, they found Burnt Crispy wandering around inside. Burnt Crispy found Spike inside and chased him into a corner.
"Oh, what the- what is that!?!??!" yelled Spike.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders seemingly flew out of nowhere to rescue Spike. They began bucking Burnt Crispy as hard as they could. He fell against a nearby wall, and they continued to buck him, and Sweetie Belle began beating him with the vacuum. Burnt Crispy suddenly exploded into ash.
"Hurry, turn on the vacuum and suck up the ash!" said Applebloom.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" said Sweetie Belle. She turned on the vacuum and sucked up Burnt Crispy's ashes.
The three fillies looked over at Spike, who watched the whole thing from the corner. "I have just seen things... That I will never be able forget..." said Spike.
"It's time to find Slender Stallion and end all of this once and for all!" said Scootaloo.
It wasn't hard to find Slender Stallion since he was the only thing everypony was running away from. Slender Stallion was in the middle of chasing a large crowd when all of the sudden he saw the Cutie Mark Crusaders come out of the crowd. He stopped right in front of them and stared, almost as if to ask "And just what are you three going to do?"
"We're going to beat the crap out of you!" said Scootaloo.
"Okay, I'm out!" said Slender Stallion. He galloped away, towards the Everfree Forest.
Twilight and her friends came around a corner. "Okay, the Elements of Harmony are all here." Twilight looked around at the ponies, who weren't running around anymore. "Hold on, what happened to all of the scary stuff?"
"We got rid of them!" said Sweetie Belle with a big smile on her face.
"You did ? Just the three of you?"
"Yep! And guess what else!" said Applebloom.
"What?"
"We probably got our cutie marks out of it!!!" The three fillies looked at their flanks, only to find that they were all blank.
"Oh, come on!!!" yelled Sweetie Belle.
The End
Author's Notes
Here it is: The Grand Finale of The Cutie Mark Crusaders: Ghost Hunters. This was my favorite story to write so far, and now it has ended. Well, sort of ended. You see, though it may say "Completed," I may still come back and add some extra little chapters about random "ghost hunting" experiences the Cutie Mark Crusaders have. You can suggest ideas for those chapters in the comments if you want. So, let me talk about the next story I'll be working on. It is going to be a dark comedy and will be rated mature; it will have blood, gore, and swearing. Stay tuned for SAW-CLUE: A Dark Comedy!!!!
Until next time, JerryTheHouseGhost, out!