In a fine library, sitting in a fancy armchair near a fireplace with a crackling fire sits the host of Ponypiece Theater, Izzy Moonbow. Who is wearing a fancy maroon evening robe, her purple glasses, and blowing bubbles from a pipe in her mouth. Then, removing the pipe from her mouth, and setting it on a rest on a small side table with a lit lamp she turns to the audience.
“Hi, new friends! And good evening. Izzy Moonbow here. Welcome to Ponypiece Theater.” starts off Izzy as she adjusts her glasses. “Tonight, I’m happy to bring you a suspenseful film, a classic thriller: "The 39 Stairs". Then putting a hoof to her mouth to whisper, “Made by a guy named, Alfred”
“And now, I’m happy to present: “The 39 Stairs!” said Izzy with high enthusiasm before turning to look to the left as the scene goes black.
Cutting to a black and white setting, we come to the main star of The 39 Stairs, the hyper hippogriff, Silverstream. Who is standing at the bottom of a tall staircase, looking up at them with awe.
“Wowie! Would you look at all of these stairs!” exclaimed Silverstream excitedly. “I wonder how many there are?” She then looks down at her hooves and then up at the staircase. “Well, only one way to find out!”
With that said, Silverstream begins to climb up the stairs slowly, each hoof step making an eerie creaking as she counts, “One. Two. Three stairs. Four stairs! Five stairs! Six, seven, eight, nine, ten stairs!” counted Silverstream before pausing to look at the audience. “Oh boy! I think there’s something exciting at the top of these stairs! Otherwise, why else would there be so many of them?! I can’t wait to find out!”
Silverstream continues climbing the stairs, as it focuses on her hooves as she takes each step, still making a creaking sound, as the boards bend slightly under her hooves, as she continues to count, “Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen stairs!” she counted before pausing to catch her breath, before resuming, “Sixteen! Seventeen! Eighteen! Nineteen, Twenty, stairs!” Silverstream counted before stopping again as a loud creak groans from the step, briefly startling her, but she goes back to being excited. “I’m certain there is something exciting at the top of these stairs! I can feel it in my wings! But I won’t know until I reach the top!” But as she spoke, she briefly slipped on the stair she was standing on, almost falling down them, but quickly caught herself with the handrailing as she flaps her wings to stabilize herself. “Whoa! I gotta be careful! Otherwise, I’ll tumble down the stairs and never find out what’s at the top! Or get hurt! And that would be just terrible! Whelp, back to climbing!”
Focusing back on Silversstream’s hooves, she continues climbing, each step still creaking as she climbs, “Twenty-one! Twenty-two! Twenty-three stairs! Twenty-four stairs! Twenty-five stairs!” Then it focuses on Silverstream’s shadow on the wall, as she continues climbing, the shadow looking just as creepy as the creaks that come from the stairs. “Twenty-Six! Twenty-seven! Twenty-eight!” continued Silverstream before she paused again, to catch her breath again. “Twenty-nine! 30!” stated Silverstream as she stopped again, and turned back to the audience.
“There better be something exciting at the top of these stairs! I shall tell you! I know there has to be something exciting at the top!” stated Silverstream letting go of the railing as she tilts back but this time not quick enough to catch herself as she tumbles head-over-hooves down the stairs. “Ooh! Ow! Eh! Oof! Ouch! D’oh! Eep!” exclaimed Silverstream each time she hit a stair while tumbling down. Before reaching the bottom.
“Ouchie!” said Silverstream as she rubbed her chin. “Oh drat! Now, I gotta start all over! Oh well, at least there’s something exciting at the top, so it’s worth it!”
With that, Silverstream got back up and began climbing up the stairs again, recounting so she would remember the number she stopped on. “One, two, three. Four stairs, five stairs. Six stairs! Seven, eight, nine, ten!” The stairs continued to creak as she climbed up them, even the railing posts bent slightly as she climbed. But soon she had reached back to 24, as she paused to catch her breath. “Twenty-five! Twenty-six! Twenty-seven! Twenty-Eight! Twenty-nine! Thirty stairs!”
She paused again to catch her breath. “Alright, now that I’m back where I left off, I can continue! And find the exciting thing!”
With that, she resumed climbing as it focused on her hooves again. The stairs continued to creak and bend with each hoof step she took while counting, “Thirty-one. Thirty-two. Thirty-Three, Thirty-four. Thirty-fi... Ah! Five!” said Silverstream briefly slipping on the stair at the “thirty-five” but was able to catch herself as she panted before contained while it focused on her shadow while she counted. “Thirty-six. Thirty-seven!” Silverstream paused to catch her breath again, but with a proud step, she continued onward. “Thirty-eight, thirty-nine!” said Silverstream, now reaching the last step on the staircase. bending down to catch her breath, but her excitement rose again. “I did it! I did it! Yes! I made it to the top of the staircase!” She then stood up to look back down the stairs. “Now, I can finally see the exciting...” Silverstream started before turning to look at what was at the top only to find the stairs abundantly ended with a blank, brick wall.
“Dusty, blank, brick wall?” asked Silverstream visibly surprised. Before her face turned to one of annoyance. “What?! That’s it? Do you mean to tell me, that I climbed and tumbled on all these 39 stairs and all I have to show for it, is... A STUPID BLANK, BRICK WALL?!?!?” shouted Silverstream in complete frustration as she stamped her hooves while pulling on her ears. “ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!?!” she added in before letting out an enraged shout. Then panting, she then realized something as a grin grew back on her face. A funny, happy grin.
“Hey, wait a minute. There may not have been something exciting all the way at the top of these stairs, but there’s one exciting thing about a tall staircase,” said Silverstream as she got up. “There’s an exciting way to get back all the way to the bottom!”
With that said, Silverstream quickly hopped up on the railing until her belly was laying on it, hanging on the top post, she called out, “TALLY-HO!!!!” as she let go of the top post, and then slid down the railing.
“WHEEEE!!!!!” called out Silverstream as she slid down the railing with it focusing on her shadow on the wall before focusing on her face as she continued calling out.
Then it returned to the library with Izzy as she watched, before with a loud crash, Silverstream came shooting into the room before landing on the floor with a thud and an “Oof!” As Izzy looked down at Silverstream before looking back to the audience.
“Oh, uh... And so ends, “The 39 Stairs”. said Izzy kinda awkwardly, before looking back down to Silverstream. “Are you okay?”
“I’m not sure,” said Silverstream, in a groany, painful voice.
“Stay there, we’re still on camera,” said Izzy as she picked up her pipe and put it back in her mouth, and blew some bubbles from it.
“Hurry.” said Silverstream.
“Shh!” shushed Izzy as she blew more bubbles from her pipe.
“You have a really nice rug in this library”, said Silverstream.
“Thank you.” said Izzy as she looked to the audience and blew more bubbles from her pipe, ending the story.
