Author's Note

Get your dancing shoes ready people, it's time to do the Time Warp again!

And I'm sorry if it feels rushed in some places, I wanted to get this done before Halloween ended.

Bold = Dylan
Italicized = Dolly
Underline = Shining Armour.
Bold, Underline = Meg Griffin
Italicized, Underline = Angel Dust

The Time Warp

Button and Sweetie stood in-front of the grand oak doors of the castle.

“Oh Button, please, let’s go back, I’m cold and I’m frightened.” Sweetie Belle pleaded, panting.

“Just a moment Sweetie, they may have a phone.” Button said, as he pushed a button next to the door making a strange tinkle. Button smiled at Sweetie as the door creaked open. The Dalmatian who had been watching them from the window stuck his head out of the door.

“Hello.” He said in a strange voice almost as if he was gagging as he spoke.
Button stuck a forehoof out to the stallion.

“Hi, my name’s Button Mash.” The stallion looked at the hoof. Button looked at him before pulling Sweetie Belle towards him. “Uh, this is my fiancé, Sweetie Belle.” Sweetie Belle smiled wanly at him. “I was wondering if you might help us? You see, our car broke down a few miles up the road. Do you have a phone we might use?”

The stallion continued to stare. "You’re wet.” He stated.

“Yes… It’s raining.” Sweetie Belle replied looking up at her husband. For the umpteenth time that evening lightning flashed across the sky.

“Yes.” The Dalmatian said, dragging out the word. “I think perhaps you better both…come inside.” He opened the door wider for them to come in.

“You’re too kind.” Sweetie Belle said before looking at Button in a “why the hell are we doing this” way. When they were inside, the pair shook their bodies to try and shake off the rain. They looked at the foyer in which they were standing. Dust and cobwebs were strewn everywhere. An ornately carved staircase was at the right side of the room.

“Button I’m frightened! What kind of place is this?”

“Uh it’s probably some kind of hunting lodge for rich weirdo’s.” Button informed Sweetie Belle who nodded as if this explained everything. The Dalmatian shut the door behind them with a click. The pair turned to look at him.

“This way.” he told them leading them through the house. Muffled cheering could be heard as the group walked through the building.

“Are you having a party?” Sweetie Belle asked. The Dalmatian turned to face them.

“You’ve arrived on a rather special night. It’s one of the master’s affairs.” He informed her.

“Oh… lucky him.” Sweetie Belle replied. Next to her, a female dalmatian turned to her before exclaiming.

“You’re lucky! He’s lucky! I’m lucky! We’re all lucky! Ha ha ha!” She yelled manically as she swung her legs over the stair banister and sliding down. She threw her feather duster to the stallion as a clock bell rang one…two…three…four…five…six…seven times. The male dalmatian swung open the door of a coffin with a skeleton inside. At the top was a hole with a clock mechanism. Next to the clock was a painting of a balding stallion and an aging, grey maned mare. In the background an electric guitar played a heavy beat.

https://m.

It's astounding
Time is fleeting
Madness takes its toll
But listen closely
Not for very much longer
I've got to keep control

The male dalmatian began leading the group to another room, singing as he did so.

I remember doing the Time Warp
Drinking those moments when
The blackness would hit me
And the void would be calling

When they entered the room, they were met with the sight of several ponies, dragons, griffins, demons, sinners, hellhounds, and other assorted creatures, all dancing and singing.

Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again

Shining Armour was then shown in a dance studio, standing next to a board with dance instructions.

It's just a jump to the left

Everybody jumped to the left

And then a step to the right
Put your hands on your hips

Those that could stand on two legs put their hands on their hips.

You bring your knees in tight
But it's the pelvic thrust
That really drives you insane

Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again

The female dalmatian soon joined the fray, grabbing a nearby mic from the stage.

It's so dreamy
Oh, fantasy free me
So you can't see me
No, not at all
In another dimension
With voyeuristic intention
Well-secluded
I see all

The male dalmatian soon joined her on the stage, with a mic of his own.

With a bit of a mind flip
You're into the time slip
And nothing can ever be the same
You're spaced out on sensation
Like you're under sedation

Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again

Also attending this party was what appeared to be a high school girl named Meg Griffin, wearing a glittery outfit and tap shoes.

Well, I was walking down the street just a-having a think
When a snake of a guy gave me an evil wink
He shook-a me up, he took me by surprise
He had a pickup truck and the devil's eyes
He stared at me and I felt a change
Time meant nothing, never would again

Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again

It's just a jump to the left
And then a step to the right
Put your hands on your hips
You bring your knees in tight
But it's the pelvic thrust
That really drives you insane
Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again

Med took this opportunity to perform a tap routine she'd been perfecting for this occasion. unfortunately when fell flat on her butt, nobody applauded her, rather they seemed to be preoccupied with wrapping this number up.

Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again

It's just a jump to the left
And then a step to the right
Put your hands on your hips
You bring your knees in tight
But it's the pelvic thrust
That really drives you insane
Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again

At the songs conclusion, everyone collapsed to the floor, exhausted from all the partying. For a moment, all was silent, until Sweetie Belle broke the silence.

“Say something.” Sweetie Belle told her husband to be.

“Say! Do any of you guys know how to Maredison?” Button asked enthusiastically. Sweetie Belle groaned in response as all of the dancers got up off the floor chuckling.

“Button please, Let’s get out of here.” Sweetie Belle pleaded.

“For Celestia’s sake Sweetie, keep a grip on yourself.”

“But it seems unhealthy here.”

Whilst the pair were bickering the dancers looked behind them as the elevator behind them slowly lowered behind the opened doors to the dance room. In the background, a subtle drum beat could be heard and a pair of high heels tapped along to the beat.

“It’s just a party Sweetie.”

“Well I wanna go!”

“Well we can’t go anywhere till I get to a phone!”

“Well ask the butler or someone.”

“Just a moment Sweetie we don’t want to interfere with their celebrations.”

“This isn’t the junior chamber of commerce Button.”

“They’re probably foreigners with way’s different from our own they may do some more…folk dancing.” The dancers chuckled at Button’s statement.

“Look I’m cold! I’m wet! And I’m just plain scared!” Sweetie Belle cried hysterically.

“I’m here. There’s nothing to worry about.” Button told Sweetie Belle reassuringly. Sweetie Belle turnrd around and came face to face with a certain spider demon who wore what appeared to be a lab coat. Sweetie Belle screamed and fainted as Button caught her, while he stared at the spider demon in shock. The spider demon simply smiled at the couple as he opened the elevator doors.

https://m.

How d'you do, I
See you've met my
Faithful handyman
He's just a little brought down because
When you knocked
He thought you were the candy man

The spider demon stepped out of elevator, making his way across the floor to the stage.

Don't get strung out by the way that I look
Don't judge a book by its cover
I'm not much of a man by the light of day
But by night I'm one hell of a lover

Without warning, he took off his lab coat, revealing a corset and fishnet stockings underneath.

I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania, ha ha

Let me show you around, maybe play you a sound
You look like you're both pretty groovy
Or if you want something visual that's not too abysmal
We could take in an old Steve Reeves movie

The spider demon stepped off the stage and onto the dance floor. Button took this opportunity to try to talk to who he assumed to be the owner of the castle.

"I'm glad we caught you at home
Could we use your phone?
We're both in a bit of a hurry" (right!)
"We'll just say where we are, then go back to the car
We don't want to be any worry"

The spider demon didn't seem to hear them. At least, until he turned to face the couple.

Well, you got caught with a flat, well, how about that?
Well, babies, don't you panic
By the light of the night, it'll all seem alright
I'll get you a satanic mechanic

He made his way back to the stage, where a chair was now placed, with the Dalmatians on both sides, and Meg behind it.

I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania, ha ha
Why don't you stay for the night? (night)
Or maybe a bite? (bite)
I could show you my favorite obsession
I've been making a man
With blond hair and a tan
And he's good for relieving my tension

Without getting up from his chair, the demon leaned closer to his guests.

I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Transexual, Transylvania, ha ha

He soon got up from the chair and made his way back to the elevator.

Hit it, hit it, I'm just a sweet transvestite (sweet transvestite)
From Transexual, Transylvania, ha ha

He turned back to face the couple with an inciting offer.

So, come up to the lab
And see what's on the slab
I see you shiver with antici-

There was a long pause

-Pation
But maybe the rain
Is really to blame
So I'll remove the cause
But not the symptom

The spider demon closed the elevator doors, as it ascended back up to what one would assume to be the lab.

Everybody applauded the performance, save for the two confused ponies. If it was clear before it certainly was apparent now: this was going to be one heck of a night for the both of them.