Adventure at Canterlot High

By the time Tristen and Twilight arrive at the door to the principal’s office, Tristen knocks on the office door.

"Come in." A mature woman's voice said.

Tristen entered the door, where the principal herself was at the desk.

She was a woman with light grayish magenta eyes, skin that was a light magentaish gray, and long hair that was a mix of light grayish cyan to light arctic blue, light grayish harlequin to light aquamarine, light grayish cornflower blue to light sapphire blue, and light grayish mulberry to darker mulberry. She wore a yellow blouse and cerise colored pants.

“Hello. You're Principal Celestia, right?” Tristen asked.

“Yes I am.” The woman replied. “How can I help you?”

“I'm Tristen, and this is Twilight.” Tristen began. “We’re knew here. Earlier, a student named Fluttershy told us that she found a crown this morning and gave it to you.”

“Yes. I've had Vice Principal Luna put it somewhere for safekeeping.” Celestia replied. “No idea how it ended up in the front lawn. Were you interested in running for Princess of the Fall Formal this year?”

“Fall Formal?” Twilight repeated in perplexity.

“Is that a special event?” Tristen asked.

“Yes, it is." Celestia replied. “It's Canterlot High's big Fall dance.”

‘Fall?’ Tristen thought to himself. ‘Damn. And it was spring back where I'm from.’

“Like the Grand Galloping Gala.” Twilight said, much to Celestia’s confusion.

“Uh, Grand Galloping Gala?” Celestia asked.

Tristen, knowing Twilight made a slight slip up, decided to step in. “It was a big deal at our old school.” Twilight looked at him with confusion but knew that he made a cover story, so she played along.

“And was there a princess?” Celestia asked.

“Yes, but she wasn't exactly a student.” Twilight answered.

“Which is a shame.” Tristen said with a smirk. “Because the prince was expecting a dance with the lucky lady.”

Celestia chuckled lightly at Tristen’s claim. “Here at Canterlot High, the students select one of their peers to represent them.” Celestia explained. “She receives her crown at the Fall Formal.”

Twilight then had an idea. “You asked me if I was interested in running for Princess. Can anyone run?”

“Yes.” Celestia replied. “You just need to let the head of the Fall Formal planning committee know you'd like to be on the ballot. Was there anything else?”

Tristen and Twilight looked at each other before shaking their heads in response. “Um, nope!” Twilight replied. “That was it!”

“None that I can think of.” Tristen added.

“Well, if you do need anything else, my door is always open.” Celestia said.

“Understood.” Tristen replied. “Thanks.”

And with that, the two left the office. Spike then pokes his head out of Twilight’s backpack.

“Twilight, why didn't you just tell her the crown was yours and ask for it back?” Asked Spike.

“Think about it.” Tristen interjected.
"If Twilight told the principal that she's from a world full of talking ponies, people will think she's on the loony side.”

“Teah. Good point.” Spike said, but then his eyes widened in shock, and so did Twilight's.

"Wait." Twilight began. "How did you know that?”

"You're not the only otherworldly visitor.” Tristen replied. “But I think explanations will have to wait.”

Twilight nods. "Looks like if I want my crown back, I'll have to become Princess of the Canterlot High Fall Formal. So that's what I'm gonna do!”

"And how exactly do you plan on doing that?" Spike asked.

"I have no idea!" Twilight declared in reply.

“Perhaps you could try to get a spot in the polls.” a feminine voice spoke

“Yes. Good idea.” Tristen said with a smirk, but then his eyes widened in reply. “Wha- Who said that?”

“Look on your watch, kiddo.” The voice replied with an amused chuckle.

Tristen looked at the Omnitrix, and Twilight looked at the device too out of curiosity.

The hourglass shape displayed on the Omnitrix changed from green to blue and changed from an hourglass shape to a diamond shape. And suddenly, a blue hologram appeared. The hologram resembled a nude 20-year-old woman, though her more “suggestive bits” were covered by geometric patterns over her body. She also has shoulder length blue hair that was cut shorter at the back, and blue symbols scrolling down her body.

Tristen was taken back by the woman, and Twilight jumped back in shock upon seeing the holographic figure. But when Tristen got a good look at the hologram, his eyes widened upon realizing who this woman was. “Wait! Are you….?”

“AI Serial Number: CTN 0452-9, designation Cortana, at your service.” The now named Cortana said with a bow.

Spike looked at the hologram with a puzzled look. “Uh… who?”

BRRRRRRIIIIIIINNNG!!!

Suddenly, many students swarmed the area while Twilight and Tristen tried to navigate through the mass of students.

At the Cafeteria

Twilight and Tristen met up with Fluttershy.

“I know we've just met, but I was wondering if you might be able to help me with something.

“Of course!” Fluttershy replied, willing to help.

“I've decided to run for Princess of the Fall Formal, and…” Twilight spoke, but was cut off when Fluttershy gasped.

“Uh… I'm sorry, but running for Fall Formal Princess is a really bad idea.” Fluttershy said, surprising Twilight.

“Why?” Twilight asked.

“Isn't it obvious?” Tristen replied rhetorically. “It's because of Sunset Shimmer.”

“Exactly.” Fluttershy responded. “Sunset Shimmer wants to be Fall Formal Princess, and when she wants something, she gets it!”

“What she really wants is a nice cold splash of reality.” Tristen shot back with a roll of his eyes. “And a bucket of icy water oughta do the trick?”

“Oh, you really don't want to do that Tristen.” Fluttershy responded. “She'll make life awful for anyone who stands in her way. Just ask the girl who ran against her for Princess of the Spring Fling.”

“I have to try!” Twilight responded.

“Oh, I don't think you understand. You'd have to convince everyone here to vote for you instead of her.” Fluttershy gestured to the many factions of students. “The athletes, the fashionistas, the dramas, the eco-kids, the techies, the rockers…”

“Why is everypony-uh... everybody separated this way?” Twilight asked.

“Maybe it was different at your old school, but at CHS, everybody sticks to their own kind.” Fluttershy explained. “One thing that they do have in common is that they know Sunset Shimmer is gonna rule the school until we graduate.”

"Well I say to hell with that!" Tristen declared with determination. "That crap is not gonna fly with me!" Tristen takes a deep breath and looks Fluttershy in the eye. “So where would we find the head of the party planning committee?”

At the Gym

Tristen, Twilight, and Spike entered the gymnasium. "Fluttershy said she'd probably be in here." Twilight said.

Tristen looks at the many decorations, admiring the handiwork. “Wow. Whoever the person is has an eye for detail.”

"Incoming!"

Tristen and Twilight look up to see a shower of streamers raine down. Tristen managed to run to avoid the streamers, but Twilight wasntnsoclucky as she got covered from head to toe in them.

Tristen then noticed a girl with light pink skin, poofy hair was a darker pink, and her eyes were bright blue in color. She wore a blue jacket over a white shirt with a heart symbol on it, a pink skirt with three balloons marked onto it, baby blue boots with pink bowties on them.

“That must be her.” Tristen approached the girl, who was blowing a balloon. “Hey there, I'm Tristen and…” Tristen was cut off when the girl turns to face him, the balloon she was blowing into expanded and sent him rocketing a foot away and landing on the ground.

“Tristen!” Twilight ran to her make friend in worry as the pink girl joined in.

Tristen, still shocked by what had happened, coughed up a bit. “Damn. That's quite a set of lungs you've got there."Tristen groaned out as Twilight helped him up.

“Oops. Sorry.” The pink girl apologized sheepishly.

“Don't worry about it.” Tristen replied.

“Anyway, I'm Twilight and…” Twilight turned to face the girl, suddenly having a shocked expression. “Pinkie Pie?”

The now named Pinkie Pie, out of shock, gripped Twilight tightly. “Are you psychic?”

“Uh… no.” Twilight muttered in confusion.

“Listen, a girl named Fluttershy said this is where my friend Twilight here can find the head of the Fall Formal planning committee.” Tristen explained to Pinkie. “You wouldn't by any chance be…”

“Fluttershy, huh?” Pinkie Pie asked with skepticism. “Don't let the whole "shy" thing fool you. She can be a real meanie.”

Tristen was confused by that claim. “Sorry, what?” Tristen asked. “She doesn't look like a bad guy to me.”

“Waited a bit to get your name on the ballot, huh?” Pinkie asked Twilight. “Dance is day after tomorrow.”

“We’re brand new here.” Tristen added.

"Ooh! I thought you two didn't look familiar." Pinkie cheered, then looked serious as she got up close and inspected Twilight. "Though, now that I'm really looking at you… Do you have a twin sister who lives in the city, has a pet dog named Spike that looks just like that one?”

'Foreshadowing!' Tristen said to himself.

Twilight, absolutely perplexed, answered with "Uhh...maybe?”

Pinkie shrugged, "Thought so." she then dug out a clipboard and a pen from her poofy hair, "Anyhoo, just gotta sign here, and you're officially up for the coveted Princess of the Fall Formal crown!”

Twilight hesitated, then grabbed the pen in her mouth, but chose to put it in her hand, and scribble her name.

"Wow! You have really bad handwriting!" Pinkie said, "It's like you've never held a pen before.”

"Did someone order a dozen case o' fizzy apple cider?"

Tristen looked over to see a new girl had arrived. She had tan skin, green eyes, and blonde hair in a braid. Her attire consisted of a green and white shirt, a denim skirt, a Stetson hat, and brown cowgirl boots with apples marked on them.

“Oh! Oh! Me, me-me-me, me, yeah, ha-ha, me!” Pinkie cheered as she ran towards the girl with childish glee.

"Could ya bring in tha rest?" she said to someone lugging another stack of crates.

"Eeyup."

A man came in with a stake of four crates. He had light pinkish skin, deep green eyes, and orange hair that looked unkempt. He wore a red jacket over a white shirt, denim pants, and brown cowboy boots.

The cowgirl walked towards Twilight and Tristen and immediately recognized them. "Hey, Ah know you two.” The girl said to the two, surprising them. “You're the new kids who gave Sunset Shimmer the what-for today!” The girl cracks open a bottle of cider and drinks from it.

“Twilight Sparkle here is gonna run against Sunset Shimmer for Princess of the Fall Formal.” Pinkie said to the country girl, making her do a slit take out of shock.

"Ah'd think twice 'bout that.” The country girl said in a somewhat warning manner. “Oh sure, she'll approach ya, all friendly-like..." the cowgirl then drew on a couple of balloons, resembling Sunset and Twilight respectively "I sure am looking forward for some friendly competition! That's so good to hear!" she then spun Sunset’s around to reveal a taped-on needle, "But then, here comes the backstabbin'."

And with that, she popped Twilight's balloon for good emphasis. "About the only girl in this school you trust less than Sunset Shimmer is Rainbow Dash.”

“Rainbow Dash, huh?” Tristen asked.

"She's the captain of, like, every team at Canterlot High." Pinkie answered, bouncing on another balloon, before popping it.

"She's also the captain of sayin' she's gonna do somethin' fer ya, and then turnin' around and not even botherin' to show up!" The cowgirl declared.

Tristen however had doubts about that. “Hold on, maybe she had a good reason.” Tristen said, much to the cowgirl’s skepticism. “Maybe she had to reschedule because she had other things to do.” ‘Although I already know the reason as to why she didn't show up.’

“Uh-huh, sure.” the country girl replied with a roll of her eyes. “If that were the case, she’d tell me.”

"Thanks for the advice, Applejack. "Twilight responded. "But this is something I really have to do."

"Suit yourself." The girl named Applejack replied, but then looks to Twilight suspicioy. "Say, how'd ya know ma name was Applejack?”

Twilight realized her mistake, but luckily she had Tristen to cover for her. “Uh… lucky guess, I suppose.” Tristen replied. “I mean, you have an apple motif in your attire, so I suppose it was a little obvious.”

Applejack was skeptical at first, but clearly she bought it. “Uh… I guess yer right.” Applejack shrugged. “By the way, I didn't get yer name.”

“Tenner. Tristen Tenner.” Tristen said with a bow as Twilight hastily said her good-byes and made a run for it with Spike. “Need a hand with those?”

Applejack shrugs. “I guess.” Tristen went to grab a nearby crate.

"That one's trying to hide a secret, but I am totally onto her!" Pinkie declared to Applejack. "She's psychic!"

"Uh-huh, if you say so..." Applejack agreed with uncertainty.

“I doubt that, chica.” Tristen replied with a chuckle. "But you can say she's extraordinary." Applejack and Pinkie shared a confused look, but then the double of a door slamming open was heard.

"This. Looks. Terrible!"

Tristen looks over to see a familiar queen bee with two other boys. The first was skinny with tannish skin and aqua green hair, while the other was pudgy with grayish blue skin and orange brown hair.

“Oh great.” Tristen muttered in annoyance. “Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear.”

"There should be more streamers by the stage and fewer balloons." Sunset ordered, popping a couple in one go.

"Yeah! Streamers!" The short, pudgy boy added, ripping a streamer in half.

"And fewer balloons!" The tall, scrawny agreed while trying to squeeze a balloon, only to fail in doing so.

Sunset picks up a bottle cider in disgust. "Fizzy apple cider?! Ugh! This is my coronation, not a hoedown!"

"Well, now, it ain't necessarily gunna be your coronation this time around!" Applejack shot back.

"Oh? Is that so?" Sunset replied as she then proceeded to put Applejack's head over her face. "You country folk really aren’t that bright. It's no wonder that people say such awful things about you." Applejack growled, clearly taking offense to that. "Of course it's going to be my coronation. I'm running unopposed."

“You know, you are so full of crap I can smell it from over here.” Tristen chimed in.

“What did you just-” Sunset turns to face Tristen. “Oh. You again.”

“Yep. Me.” Tristen replied with a shrug. “I mean, someone here has to step up and put you in your place.”

Applejack and Pinkie watched the scene go on in surprise upon seeing somebody stand up to Sunset.

“Oh, is that so, tough guy?” Sunset asked with a smug smirk. “You should know by now that anyone who gets in my way will get knocked to the ground.”

Tristen was not fazed by Sunset’s threats. “Bitch please.” Tristen barked back “If you seriously think I'm scared of you, then you've lost your damn mind.”

Sunset was slowly losing her cool. "I’m warning you, pal!”

"I can definitely see why you ran away from your old town.” Tristen interrupted her with a smug grin. “I think you've picked the wrong time to stand on your own two feet.”

Sunset furrowed an eyebrow at that, clearly not understanding what Tristen was getting at. “What are you-?

“On a different note,” Pinkie said sheepishly, wanting to diffuse the subject, “the new girl just signed up!”

Sunset snatched the clipboard out of Pinkie's hand to look at it, "What?!"

"I know! Her handwriting is really bad!" Pinkie added.

“That's right, Sunny.” Tristen declared with a smirk. “And I'm sure you'll come to find that she's no one-trick pony, if you know what I mean.”

Sunset casts another glare to Tristen. “Just know that if you're helping her, then you're going down with her.”

Tristen was not intimidated by the threat. “Thanks for the heads-up. Now, allow me to give you my two cents.” Tristen then flipped the double bird before walking out.

Sunset Shimmer looks at the clipboard, then looks up at Applejack and Pinkie Pie with a wicked smile. “I'm looking forward to meeting the competition!”

Twilight was walking down the hallways until she stopped at a dead end.

“Can't believe I didn't recognize you earlier.”

Twilight and Spike look over to see Sunset.

“Shoulda known Princess Celestia would send her prized pupil here after my crown, and her little dog, too.”

“It's my crown!” Twilight shot back.

“Whatever. This is just a minor setback for me.” Sunset said unfazed. “You don't know the first thing about this place, and I already rule it.”

“If that's so, why do you even need my crown?” Twilight prodded. “You went to an awful lot of trouble to switch it with the one that belongs here.”

“Pop quiz: what happens when you bring an Element of Harmony into an alternate world?” Twilight was about to reply, but she couldn't think of anything to say. “You don't know? Seriously? And you're supposed to be Princess Celestia's star student?” Twilight glared at Sunset in response. “Then again, what were the chances she'd find somepony as bright as me to take under her wing after I decided to leave Equestria? Bit embarrassing that you were the best she could do.”

Spike growls at Sunset. “Oh, and I'd keep an eye on your mutt.” Sunset said with a vague threat. “Hate for him to be... taken away from you.”

“Is that a threat?” Spike snapped back

“Oh, of course not.” Sunset replied. “And as for your new bestie, don't think I've forgot about him.”

Twilight glared at Sunset even more so. “You leave Tristen out of this!”

Sunset smiled, knowing that she struck a nerve. “But I'd cut down on the chatter if I were you. Don't want everyone to know you two don't belong here, now would you? You wanna be a princess here? Please.” Sunset takes her leave, but not before casting one last look at Twilight. “You don't know the first thing about fitting in.”

(Later)

After her little one-on-one with Twilight, Sunset met up with her two goons.

“I want you to follow her.” Sunset ordered. “Bring me something I can use just like I did with that last girl who thought she could challenge me.”

“You got it, Sunset Shimmer." The chubby boy replied obediently.

“When the crown and its power are mine, Twilight Sparkle will be sorry she ever set hoof into this world.” Sunset monologued. “Not that she would've been much safer if she'd stayed in Equestria.”

“What about that other guy?” The skinny boy asked.

“You let me deal worry about that. Now go!” Sunset commanded, and the two were off.

But when Sunset was alone again, she then remembered what Tristen said to her earlier.

I can definitely see why you ran away from your old town. I think you've picked the wrong time to stand on your own two feet.

“What did he mean by…?” Sunset’s muttered, but her eyes suddenly widened in realization as she remembers another statement Tristen said.

And I'm sure you'll come to find that she's no one-trick pony, if you know what I mean.

"He couldn't possibly…!” Sunset murmured to herself before walking off to find Tristen.

Tristen was seated out in the football field, fiddling with the Omnitrix. He was cycling through the roster of aliens he has access to, and was still puzzled upon seeing the aliens.

“You seem puzzled.” Cortana said as she materialized. “Something on your mind?”

“These aliens.” Tristen answered. “I still don't recognize any of these guys.”

Cortana sat on the Omnitrix faceplate crisscrossed. “Well, that's because the aliens you have access to are actually hybrids.”

Tristen was upon hearing that. “Hybrids? As in genetic fusions?”

“Yes.” Cortana nods. “Unlike the Omnitrix you're familiar with, this specific model actually combines multiple DNA samples to create a new species. This can occur whenever you unlock a new transformation.”

Tristen, surprised by that reveal, cycles through the playlist again. “They don't look like fusions to me.”

“That's because their genetic combination is so complex, that they essentially become their own unique individual.” Cortana responded.

Tristen was further amazed by this fact, but he chose to put more questions he had in the back burner for now.

Meanwhile, the dark figure continued to examine Tristen through his crystal ball. Seeing that the boy was alone, he saw that now was the perfect opportunity to strike

“Now then.” The figure said, chortling. “Lets see what you're made of, boy.”

The figure extended his right hand, the crystal ball began swirling with dark purple smoke.

Tristen was still fiddling with the Omnitrix, but then he noticed a dark purple mist enveloping the area. And he noticed the Omnitrix symbol emitting an orange flash.

“What the…?” Tristen looked around in surprise.

“Tristen! We've got hostiles inbound!” Cortana said. Tristen looks ahead, where he sees a group of twenty or so shadow figures emerge.

They were humanoid creatures with thin, sinuous bodies and jet black skin deep violet skin. They have long arms with blade-like claws, digitigrade legs that end in points, triangular heads with two long wisp-like antennae that seemed to flow to a non-existent breeze, and piercing red eyes that could strike fear in the bravest of men with only a glance.

“Oh crap!” Tristen muttered in shock.

In a panic, Tristen reached for the Omnitrix and cycled through his playlist as the creatures ran in his direction. With little time, he tapped the first alien that came into view on the Omnitrix’s screen. And moments later, he was engulfed in a bright green flash. The creatures stopped their advance as a the flash dies down.

In Tristen’s place was a crystalline humanoid made of tangerine orange crystals with his legs and upper chest made from bright orange and red rocky material. His eyes were dandelion yellow, and he had the Omnitrix symbol on the center of his chest. Once the transformation was complete, Tristen roared out the name of the alien he became:

"Sunstone!”

The creatures were unfazed however as the continued their advance.

Sunstone smirked as his hands were encased in vibrant orange energy. “You punks could use some Vitamin D!”

With a forward thrust of his arms, he fired blasts of orange energy at the creatures. Five of them were unfortunate enough to get caught in the attack and evaporate into black mist.

One of the creatures managed to sneak up behind Sunstone and grab at him, but the crystalline alien emits a bright orange aura that causes the creature to burn and evaporate.

Looking at the remaining creatures, the crystalline alien emits a pulse of solar energy that manages to destroy them all.

Sunstone smirked in triumph. “Too easy.”

But as soon as he said that, three much larger creatures appeared. They were each about fifteen or so feet, they had serpentine bodies with four insect-like limbs protruding from their backs and draconic heads.

“Spoke too soon.” Cortana spoke through the Omnitrix symbol.

One of the three monsters lunged at Sunstone, making him evade the attack.

“Time to end this crap!” Sunstone said as his right hand glowed orange, and from it emerged a large battle axe made of bright orange energy. “Come at me!”

The first monster lashed at him again, only for Sunstone to decapitate it with his energy axe. But another smacks him to the side with its tail.

Sunstone sees the second beast ready to strike with its spider limbs, so he charges a bright orange energy ball before sending it at the beast’s head. The caused the creatures head to be blown, the now dead creature falling to the floor before evaporating.

Sunstone smiled victoriously. “Headsho-”

Sunstone was cut off as the last remaining beast chomped down onto him and swallowed him while. But the beast would regret its decision as it felt a burning sensation in its stomach. The creatures roared out in agony before exploding in a bright orange flash.

By the time the light flashed, the mist had dissipated as Sunstone dusts himself off.

“Ugh! That was God awful!” Sunstone declared as the Omnitrix symbol flashed a bright red before he was enveloped in a red flash, changing back to Tristen.

“Well, better meet up with Twilight ." Tristen muttered as he walked off.

But what he didn't notice was that was well hidden and had clearly seen the whole fight. Needless to say, she was clearly bewildered at what she had saw.