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no_vampires_plz) wrote2011-11-08 02:56 pm
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Lesson Zero, part 7
The sun is getting low in the sky over Ponyville. No one, not even Princess Celestia herself, is more aware of this than Twilight Sparkle.
"Clock is ticking, Twilight. ClOcK. iS. tIcKiNg."
She paces back and forth in front of the window. "Keep it together," she mutters to herself over and over and over again. She can do this. She has to do this. The alternative is too horrible to contemplate.
But how? Rarity doesn't need help, Apple Jack doesn't need help, none of her friends need help...
Unless...
"If I can't find a friendship problem," she says to herself, "I'll mAkE a friendship problem!"
She rubs her forehooves together in glee as she opens up her old toybox. She knows just the perfect tool for this job...
"Clock is ticking, Twilight. ClOcK. iS. tIcKiNg."
She paces back and forth in front of the window. "Keep it together," she mutters to herself over and over and over again. She can do this. She has to do this. The alternative is too horrible to contemplate.
But how? Rarity doesn't need help, Apple Jack doesn't need help, none of her friends need help...
Unless...
"If I can't find a friendship problem," she says to herself, "I'll mAkE a friendship problem!"
She rubs her forehooves together in glee as she opens up her old toybox. She knows just the perfect tool for this job...
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"hIiIiI, gIiIiRrRrLs!"
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She lifts a well-worn plush filly doll with yarn hair and button eyes up for the three foals to see. "This," says Twilight, "is Smarty Pants. She was mine when I was your age, and now I want to give her to yOu!"
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"Uh... she's... great!" says Scootaloo, trying hard to sound enthusiastic.
"Yyyyeah, great," agrees Apple Bloom.
Sweetie Belle struggles to come up with something more than just another 'yeah'. "I really like her... mane?"
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How can anyone not love pretend homework??
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"That's... um... great." Somehow Scootaloo can't quite manage as much enthusiasm as she could a moment ago.
"Yyeah, great. Heheh..." Nor, it seems, can Apple Bloom.
Sweetie Belle takes a bit longer to answer, so both of the others nudge her, perhaps a bit harder than necessary. Startled, she just repeats, "I really like her... mane?"
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Apple Bloom is the first to try to get out of it. "Uh, you should play with her first, Sweetie Belle! Y'know, 'cause you like her mane so much." Having said that, she runs off so as not to be targeted in turn.
Sweetie Belle's eyes go wide. "No, no, no, no, no! I think Scootaloo should get to play with her first!" And she goes to fetch Apple Bloom back.
Oh, no, what's a Scootaloo to do? Thinking fast, she says, "I'd love to, but, um, you take her, Apple Bloom."
The earth filly manages to wriggle out of the others' grip and tries to shove them back toward the Smarty Pants. "Applejack says it's important to share!"
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I gotta think of something. ThinkthinkthinkthinkTwilightthink--that's it!
"Ooh, you're going to LiKe Smarty Pants," Twilight murmurs as she casts the spell on her old doll, "and you're going to like her mOrE tHaN aNyThInG."
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"I want it!" cries Scootaloo.
Apple Bloom tries to do one better. "I need it."
Sweetie Belle, seeing nothing wrong with re-using words, simply reiterates that "I really like her mane!" She's much more certain and enthusiastic this time around.
The golden moment is broken as all three dive for Smarty Pants at once, and start fighting over who gets it.
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Only she can't. Within a few seconds of diving into the fray, she's flung clear, and smack into the face of a stallion watching from nearby. But he's a stallion she recognizes, so maybe she can still turn this around!
"Big Macintosh! Thank goodness--you've gotta help me get that doll away from those girls!"
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He sets down the bucket he's carrying and walks over to the squabbling fillies. He deftly reaches in and snags the doll in his teeth, pulling it clear before any of the Crusaders even notices.
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Big Macintosh effortlessly pulls the ♥doll♥ out of Twilight's magical grip and begins trotting away.
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Big Macintosh isn't running alone, any more. The Crusaders have noticed that he's got the ♥doll♥, and are giving chase. "Give her back!" "No! Don't touch it!"
It's still a beautiful day, and several other ponies are out enjoying the weather. Big Macintosh and the others run past the mayor, who calls out, "What's all the commotion about?"
"They're fighting over that ♥doll♥!" answers one mare, who then starts after it herself.
"That incredible, amazing ♥doll♥!" contributes somepony else.
More and more ponies join in the chase, and Big Macintosh can't avoid them all. Before long he's surrounded by a struggling pile of ponies, trying to keep Smarty Pants out of their reach.
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"Can't--get--a--clear--shot--!"
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Finally the mayor, of all ponies, manages to get high enough. "Give me!" she shrieks, and snatches it. Then she tries to run off.
A few of the piled ponies have realized that Big Macintosh no longer has the doll. Between that and the sudden need, not just to keep it, but to get it back, he manages a burst of strength that sends them flying. "Nnnope," he says, and charges after the mayor.
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"Oh, what have I done??"
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Applejack is the first one to notice the ground shaking. "Y'all hear that?" she asks. The others look around, just as the herd comes thundering between and around them. "What in the name of all things oats an' apples is going on here?" she demands.
Possession of the doll is still being hotly contested. A pegasus manages to snatch it away from the mayor, only to find herself in a tug-of-war with another pegasus. Both of them lose their grips, and Smarty Pants lands not far from Rainbow Dash. The latter turns to get a look -
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Twilight claps her forehooves over Rainbow Dash's eyes.
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A beam of white light shines down on the six ponies from directly above. Hovering above them, gleaming bright as the noonday sun, is Princess Celestia in all her glory. She does not look happy in the slightest.
Apple Jack gulps. "Whoa nelly."
Celestia's horn gleams gold, and a ripple of light passes over the fighting citizens of Ponyville. Immediately, they stop in their tracks, blinking in bewilderment. As one, they all stare at the bedragged Smarty Pants doll... then, as one, they all turn and go their separate ways. Clearly, this is one of those things that Will Never Be Spoken Of Again.
(Well, everyone leaves except Big Macintosh, who grabs Smarty Pants in his teeth and takes off running.)
The Princess settles on the ground next to Twilight Sparkle. The unicorn pony cowers, looking even more miserable than before.
"Meet me in the library," is all Celestia says before flapping her massive wings and taking to the air once more.
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"Goodbye, girls. If you care to visit, I'll be in magic kindergarten, back in Canterlot."
And with that, she begins the long, slow trudge back to the town library.
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"Magic kindergarten?" asks Fluttershy.
"Canterlot?" echoes Rainbow Dash, shocked.
Nopony speaks for a moment, until Pinkie Pie wails, "We're never gonna see Twilight again!"
"What're we gonna do, y'all?" asks Applejack, gently patting Pinkie on the back.
Rarity has... well, not an answer, but something to say. "Of all the worst things that could happen, this is the worst possible thing!" On seeing everypony else's expressions, she adds, "What? I really mean it this time!"