Campfire Stories

Rarity was finishing her latest creation, a dress with extremely large frills created from the brightest, softest silk she could find. “And… complete! The first of many dresses in… the Flower Collection!” Indeed, the frills combined with the colors of the dress resembled petals, such as of a rose. “Exquisite, if I do say so myself.” Rarity admired her latest creation. “I can’t wait to show the others.” She hitched the model to a wagon and pushed it forward gently with her magic.

Upon exiting her shop, she noticed it was late at night. “Had I really been working the day away? Well, of course, one musn’t rush genius. But perhaps my friends would appreciate it more if I visited them at more appropriate hours.” She began to nudge the wagon back into her shop, but the wheel was jammed. “Well! This simply will not do!” Deciding she only needed the dress, she removed the dress from the model and left the entire assembly in front of her shop, heading in for the night.

Snips and Snails were out late, looking for a replacement ball for the one they had accidentally lost into the Everfree Forest, when they saw the odd assembly in front of Rarity’s dress shop.

“Hey Snips, don’tcha suppose we could use that for a ball?” Snails gestured towads the cloth dummy. “It don’t seem to have one of those fancy dresses on it, so it’s probably not wanted.”

Snips poked at it with his hoof. “Hmmm. Well just to be safe, ANYPONY NEED THIS HERE DUMMY?” Snips hollered towards the dress shop. There was no response, as Rarity had fallen asleep minutes ago with her premium custom fit earplugs and face mask. “Guess it’s ours now.” He kicked the head off and walked away.

“Hey, I wanna play too!” Snails trotted alongside Snips, who was kicking around the very ball-shaped cloth objext they had found. Meanwhile, the act of vandalism had dislodged the wheeled wagon, and it began rolling towards Fluttershy’s cottage.

Fluttershy was sleeping soundly when she heard a rap on her fence. “Oh, my, it’s rather late, does somepony need something?” She called out. When there was no response, she peered outside. In the moonlight, she could barely make out the figure of a pony staring at her cottage. She opened her window.

“Excuse me, but it’s not very polite to stare, and it’s very late. If you need a warm bed, I could let you-“ She cut off with a squeak when she realized that the pony had no head, zooming back into her cottage and shivering. “Angel! There’s some… thing! Outside!” She whispered.

Angel, annoyed at being rudely woken up, stomped outside, saw the dummy for what it was, and kicked the wagon into the Everfree Forest. Fluttershy was barely watching with one eye open, fearing for Angel’s safety. Angel returned and went back to his bed, after giving Fluttershy an extreme look of disapproval.

The next day, when Rainbow Dash came over with Tank to play with the rest of the animals, Fluttershy described what had happened the other night. “But luckily, Angel sent it running for the woods,” she said. “Yeah, there are some really strange things in there.” Rainbow Dash shrugged. “At least this will make a good campfire story.”