Hyper Star Presents: Something Fishy
Twilight and Pinkie were sitting on a table in the library of Twilight’s Castle, a chessboard in between them.
“No Pinkie! You can’t move the rook diagonally, it can only go straight!”
“But wasn’t there one which one goes ‘di-gun-alley’?!”
“That’s the bishop!”
“Ohhh... which one was the bishop?”
Twilight groaned.
There was a knock on the door.
“Come in!”
The door opened and Fluttershy trotted in carrying a fishbowl with a small goldfish in it. “Oh, hi Twilight, hi Pinkie, I just came to ask a favor.”
“What’s wrong?”
“So, I have one fish tank in my cottage, it can fit about five fishes, today, a pony came to my cottage and just gave me this goldfish along with the fishbowl, and since there was no room in the fish tank I had to place this fish on my bedside table, any now the cat is constantly trying to eat it and if it manages to tip the fishbowl off the table then that... won’t be good,”
“So, what favor do you want?”
“I need you to look after this goldfish until I can buy another fish tank, if that’s okay with you of course.”
“Hmm, I don’t really have anything to do today...”
“Me neither!” Pinkie lowered her voice, “I bet looking after a goldfish is easier than chess.”
“Hey! you’re the one who asked me to teach y—”
“S–sorry for interrupting but...”
“Oh yeah, sure, I’ll look after it.”
“And I can help!”
“Thank you so much! These are goldfish flakes, just feed them to the goldfish in about a minute from now,” Fluttershy placed the fishbowl next to pair along with some fish food, “I won’t take long! Also, just a little would do.”
“Alright. Wait, what was that last—?!” the door closed behind Fluttershy “—part...”
“Uh, I guess I’ll just put this in the kitchen, it has the smallest window.”
“Don’t goldfish need sunlight?”
“I think it’s the opposite.”
Twilight and Pinkie were now in the kitchen, with the goldfish and flakes on the kitchen counter.
“Does the goldfish eat this stuff?” Pinkie said as she stared at the fish flakes, “it doesn’t look too... eatable.”
“What are you talking about?”
“The tiny little chips that look like wall paint that’s been peeled off.”
“Yeah.”
“Are you supposed to add the whole thing in?”
“Maybe? I didn’t quite understand what Fluttershy said. Wait, I might have some old book on fishes, I could check. Meanwhile don’t do anything.”
“Yeah, you go do that.”
“Oh, here it is,” Twilight pulled out a large book from the shelf, and flew back down to the ground. She flipped through the pages, “Goldfishes, goldfishes, aha!” Twilight set the book on a table. “ “Goldfish are...” blah, blah, blah... “no direct sunlight,” yeah I was right about that one... and... oh, here it is, “overfeeding a goldfish could potentially kill it,” oh, that’s bad, glad I checked.”
“Twilight! What are you looking for?” Pinkie entered the library.
“Hey! Pinkie! Don’t empty the entire bottle of flakes into the bowl! Turns out over eating can kill a goldfish!”
“I–... oh! R–really?!”
“What’s wrong?”
“N–nothing.”
“Pinkie, what did you do.”
“I may have dumped the whole bottle of flakes into the bowl.”
“Pinkie!”
“Sorry!”
“I told you not to do anything while I’m gone!”
“I forgot!”
“Oh no, this is bad, Fluttershy trusted us!”
“Maybe it’s still alive?”
“I don’t know! Let’s check!”
When the pair got to the kitchen, the entire bowl was filled with fish flakes.
“Do you think it’s alive?”
“What the hay! Of course its not alive! An actual pony would explode with that much food! Who dumps the entire container into the fishbowl!”
“There’s no need for that language! Well, what are we gonna do?!”
“I don’t know! Maybe I could use my magic?!”
“But what if your magic cooks it?!”
“Well, it’ll still be dead then.”
Twilight’s horn started glowing pink and the fishbowl was suffused with the same glow. The goldfish started rising slowly rising out of the fishbowl and then it started sparking.
“Is that... supposed to happen?”
“N–no!”
Suddenly the fish launched right out of the fishbowl and landed in the sink.
“Oh boy...”
“Rest in peace fishy, you—”
“Pinkie, what are you doing? Open the door!” said Twilight from outside the bathroom.
“Uh yeah, all though we hardly knew ye—”
“Pinkie, you better not—”
“Hang on a minute! All drains lead to the ocean—”
“Pinkie! You’re not supposed to—”
“Twilight, please! So, yeah, rest in peace.” Pinkie dropped the dead goldfish into the toilet and flushed it. She stepped out of the bathroom.
“What did you do? Where’s the fish?!”
“I flushed it down the toilet.”
“You what?! I just said you’re not supposed to flush dead fishes down the toilet!”
“Well all drains lead to the ocean; so I thought might as well send it back home.”
“No they don’t! And goldfish don’t even live in the ocean.”
“Well it’s done now! And we’ve got more ‘try-falling’ matters to deal with!”
“Like what?”
“Like replacing the fish!”
“Replacing it! That would be so dishonest! And not to mention devious!”
“Yeah, but we’re still doing, right?”
“...yeah.”
“Sorry sir, but, all I’m asking for, is a fish tank, you have those, right?”
“No.”
“Then, what is that?”
“A fish tank.”
“...”
“Can I help you with anything else?”
“I would just like that fish tank, please.”
“You can’t buy that one.”
“Why–?! may I, ask why?”
“It’s just a display.”
“Why couldn’t you have told me that before?”
The cashier shrugged, “You didn’t ask, ma’am.”
Fluttershy facehoofed, the cashier continued to just stand there, emotionless as usual.
“Alright, that’s okay, where can I find a fish tank?”
“The store across the street.”
“I’m sorry, but I was just there and they had sent me here.”
“Well, we don’t have any fish tanks left, and there’s a long line behind you; you’ll need to leave, ma’am.”
“Oh, okay.” Fluttershy left the store, Oh dear, if I knew it would take this long I would’ve fed the bunnies, maybe I should go do that first.
“Applejackkk!”
“Mornin’ Pinkie! Mornin’ Twilight! what can I do for ya?”
“We need a favor.”
Applejack raised an eyebrow, “What did you two to do now?”
“You... have a fishing rod, right?”
“Yeah, why?”
“We need a goldfish, don’t ask questions.”
Applejack rolled her eyes, “Why do I always get roped into you twos’ schemes.”
“It’s not a scheme!”
Twilight and Pinkie were standing by the river, with a fishing rod.
“Are there fishies in here?”
“No goldfishes atleast.”
“Should I check?”
“If you want to get pushed away by the river current, be my guest.”
“No, like check with the fishing rod.”
“Depends, do you know how to use one?”
“Maybe.”
Several failed attempts later.
“I think I caught something!”
“Well? Reel it in!”
Pinkie Pie jerked back the fishing rod and out came, well, a goldfish, a goldfish that’s thirty feet tall.
“What in the name of Celestia?!”
Pinkie shrugged “Well, we wanted a goldfish,” she said.
“Oh yeah?! let’s just put it in the fishbowl, see if she notices!”
“Okay okay, no need to be so cranky.”
“Hey! You two! What’re you doin’?”
“We fished out a goldfish, apparently.”
“Woah, that’s one heck’uva goldfish! Wait! Don’t throw the darn thing back in the river!”
“Why’s it so big?”
“This isn’t a story about goldfish science, Twilight. Hey, what’s that you’ve got?”
“It’s a goldfish a’course, ya said ya needed one.”
“What?! Where did you get that from!”
“Where’d I get– there’s such a thing as a pet store.”
“Oh, right.”
“Hi girls! Sorry I’m late, it took longer to find a fish tank then I expected. Was there any trouble?”
“No! No, the goldfish was very nice!”
“Yes! We, uh, loved it!”
“Oh, That’s good to know.”
The goldfish in the bowl opened and closed its mouth several times, and apparently Fluttershy understood.
“What did it say?”
“It’s asking me why Applejack brought it here.”
“Applejack? W–what? No! You brought it here! Remember?”
The fish again opened and closed its mouth, bubbles coming out.
“It’s saying it doesn’t know me.”
“...”
“Short term memory loss?”
“This isn’t my goldfish, is it?”
“No.”
“What happend to my goldfish?!”
“We, might have maybe, you know, just maybe, we– well, I might have killed it.”
“You... you killed an innocent goldfish?!”
“You didn’t leave any instructions on how much to feed it!”
“That’s because she thought we, or just you, would be reasonable enough to know not to empty out the entire thing.” Twilight whispered.
“I did leave instructions! I said “just a little would do”!”
“I... didn’t hear that.”
“...”
“Let’s run.”
“Good idea.”
Author's Note
Hi!
I was originally writing a much darker one shot because... stuff happened (I'd rather not talk about it) so I was kinda venting, but then I realised "Hey, bad stuffs happened, right? That means I should be writing stupid stuff to feel better! Not sad/dark stuff."
If there's any grammatical or spelling mistakes then please point it out, but if you're not satisfied with the storyline then I honestly don't care, since I just wrote this for fun.
Anyways bye!
