Tea Time with Nightmare Moon
Nightmare Moon flew down to the table where she was scheduled to meet her gal pal Derpy every week, she also saw Cherliee and Daisy Jo waiting for her sister Trollestia. Fluttering down she smelt the apple cobbler and grinned, Derpy started asking about the Downloadable Content for ME3. “I call th’ Cat’lyst Casey Hudson. They’re both bastards.”
“Very humorous Derpy. But right now, we have important business to discuss, when every-pont gets here,” the princess went on sipping her tea.
“Who else is coming?”
“Ones we share a connection with,” Moon said mysteriously.
That was when Granny Smith trotted up to their table saying, “Ah ain’t never met ya’ Princess, but ya can’t be too different from ya’ sister right?”
Moon looked at the table across from them and saw her sister nuzzling a very nervous looking Daisy Jo who obviously never believed the rumors and sighed.
“I’m glad you could join us. Have a seat,” as she spotted some-pony coming down the lane. “Well hello Mrs. Cake. I see you received my invitation as well.”
“I did yes, although I am confused why you asked for me to bring my cake pans,” asked the baker.
“All will be explained in time, we are still waiting for more than half of our party to arrive.”
Derpy was starring at Mrs. Cake intently leading her to say she had no muffins with her.
“I know. I just thought it was odd how you wore you apron when you’re not working.” This caused Mrs. Cake to start questioning it herself. She didn’t notice how the table was pushed together with two more making room for the four new attendents; Lotus, Daisy, Rose and for some reason Photofinish all showed up together and sat down at one of the new tables. By this point there was a good deal of side conversations which the Princess was not partaking in, she was watching with a smirk on her face the disgusting way her sister was now manipulating Cherilee’s hooves. Poor mares never knew what they agreed to did they?
Derpy watched listened while Photofinish went on about the new model she found in Stalliongrad; “Neza before haz I seen such grace, beauty, pectition! Except for ze young mare in zis very hamlet of Ponyville. She is body builder with delicacy of water lilies!”
Nurse Redheart walked up to Derpy and took a seat next to her asking how her daughter was doing. “Sparkler knows better than to give herself wings now Redheart. She’s doing fine.”
“That good to hear. Why didn’t you stop her before she cast her spell?” Redheart growled at her.
“Why do you wear your hat outside of work?” This put the nurse in a worse mood than before so she sat fuming. The flower girls were busy gossiping about whose knows what and Lotus was explaining to Granny Smith how she taught Fluttershy about her own famous masseuse work on bears and the like. “She waz nervous at first, but she built up lots of emotional tension and learned shouting helped clear her mind. Then she learned everything she could from me and started healing so many animals I was shocked.”
Cherry Berry, Bon-Bon and Linky Shoeshine trotted up and took their seats with Cherry finishing another one of her jokes. “So the traveling salespony says ‘Bought it? I already ate it!’” Linky was not amused with a “That’s disgusting!” Bon-Bon however fell to the ground in a heavy laugh with a voice far too deep to be her own, slamming her hooves down. Gasping for air she finally said “Too much! Save that for when you are losing the audience. Ha ha ha he he…”
This drew attention from the rest of the crowd now gathered and Linky asked Nightmare Moon why they had all been summoned here. “Nearly every-pony has arrived, but we still will wait for the others. This concerns them as much as you.” She went back to sipping her tea and resumed looking for the others. Speak of the devil, here they come now, albeit from opposite directions. Golden Harvest and a mare she knew as Sweetie Bell’s mother both walked up to her and took the remanding two seats reserved for them by Nightmare. Trollestia took this as her cue, stood up, floded her wings over her new “friends” and lead them away. Cherliee looked catatonic and Daisy Jo had a look of terror on her face.
“Ladies, now that you are all here we have a matter to discus. It would be of interest to all of you to know that we have a common denominator. We all have similar voices if none of you have noticed. I have tracked down the, let’s call her the “original” for our voices.” Pausing and looking around at the perplexed faces, she still saw they realized the truth. Derpy asked “Who is it? Where is she?”
Smiling, “She is a human by the name of Tabitha St. Germain. Yes, a human. They are said to be a mythical race who enslave our kind and use us as play things, but my magic is strong enough to break into their world. And I have brought her to us. We must show her we are a proud species who will NOT be pushed around by her kind. However, we must not kill her. Ladies, are you ready to punish a human?”
A murmur started after listening patiently, and they agreed. Mrs. Cake lifted her pans and walked out into the road where the others formed a circle. Nightmare Moon’s horn glowed and an orb of pale blue light appeared in between all of them, growing into the shape of a human. Suddenly it took on different colors, brown mane, pale flesh, most of her body covered by clothes. Suddenly the light stopped glowing from within her and she dropped to her feet. Looking around she figured out what was going on and started shouting in her native tongue. Completely alien to ponies, they ignored her screams of confusion and prepared to head-butt her, buck into her knees, take a cake pan to the face-
The phone ringing at 3AM meant nothing good to Twilight Sparkle. A death of some-pony close to her maybe, but much more likely it was…
“Twilight, I had that horrid dream again!” More likely it was Rarity complaining about her bad nights sleeping.
“Marshmallows and Skittles again?”
“No, where I’m the human surrounded by half of Ponyville and they’re going to beat me.”
“Rarity,” yawn! “Go back to sleep. And stop reading those fics your sisters been writing since she meet Lyre.” With that Twilight hung up the phone, but wasn’t allowed to sleep quite yet.
Feeling a great weight next to her shift and a hoof lay across her chest as she settled onto her back again, “Who was that honey?” asked her fillyfriend.
“Rarity calling about another bizarre dream. I’m so glad you are so normal Princess Luna,” leaning in to give her muzzle a quick lick. Twilight was asleep before she put her head back down.
