A/N: This is the SEQUEL to A Mare's Tale, so if you haven't read that then you won't get what's happening in this story. So…GO AND READ IT NOW! But to those of you who have…

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Preface: Mayhem, Chaos, Disorder, and a Broken Friendship.

A month flew by since Twilight Sparkle had lost her voice, and Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, and Big Macintosh were racking their brains for an idea of how to communicate better with her. They had, of course, taken Big Mac's idea of communication and used it; but there was one flaw in that:

There was not always a patch of dirt to write on or a pen and a piece of paper. So then they would have to confine in the "Yes" or "No" questions of asking Twilight. Sadly, it didn't retrieve as much information as they had wanted.

It drove all of Twilight's friends and companions nearly mad, and Twilight would often times cry when she was alone because of the frustration it caused. She didn't like seeing Everypony so upset – especially Big Macintosh, who tried not to be upset very hard given Twilight's condition – and she felt their friendship slowly dying.

Spike, on the other hand, only watched in hidden amusement when Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, and Big Macintosh came over to Twilight's house to discuss the problem of communication and wind up leaving helpless.

He stayed clear of Applejack, as they were never on good terms since the lie he had told Twilight. Applejack would often glare ice daggers at him and sometimes looked like she wanted to pounce and kill him. But she never had the chance due to her brother always at her side ready to hold her down if need to be. Spike was somewhat grateful for Big Macintosh, but he still despised him for turning most of Twilight's attention away from him.


Clouds rolled in from the west and a steady rainfall one day as Everypony who was close to Twilight as far as friends go were once more bombarding their brains as a solution. Pinkie Pie stared off out of the window before getting hit with a splendid idea. She suddenly jumped up looked around the dismal air of the room before announcing very loudly, "I've got it!"

Everypony looked up puzzled. "Got what?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"Well, duh, the solution!"

Twilight leaned forward eager to hear as the pink pony declared, "We could use the Elements of Harmony to cure Twilight's voice, and possibly heal Princess Luna, too!"

"Uh, Pinkie, that's a good idea and all but weren't you forgetting something?" Rainbow Dash replied.

Pinkie Pie sat down slowly. "What?"

"Twilight is part of the Elements, and we don't have the necklaces or crown either! It won't work."

"Oh… BUT, if we could get Princess Celestia to do the Elements for us, it might be able to work."

"No it won't. The Princess isn't part of it, and besides, she's trying to clean up the mess Luna's made before they both left to come down here."

"It can't help to ask!"

"So! What difference would it make anyway?"

"It would make a lot of difference!" Pinkie retorted.

"No it wouldn't! And you know what? I think this whole thing stinks! And it's all Twilight's fault!" Rainbow Dash said unkindly looking at the ashamed Twilight.

Applejack stepped in, "What right do ya have ta gone an' say this is all Twilight's fault?"

"Every right!" Rainbow Dash bellowed madly. "If it weren't for her, we wouldn't be in this mess!"

"Naw that's not true! If it weren't fer that Spike, Twilight would've been normal!"

"Normal, Twilight? What the hay is going on? All Twilight ever does is read and study and be Miss Bossy Boots. I think this is Karma biting her in the flank."

"RAINBOW! I'm ashamed of you! How dare ya speak like that of Twilight! I thought ya were her friend!" Applejack quarreled.

Twilight watched as her friends bicker, she hung her head and stifled a few tears. What has this world come to? She thought mournfully. This is worse than when Discord turned us all against one another.

A few more minutes passed with Everypony with a voice shouted and screamed and argued. Havoc chorused through the house with each syllable that escaped from the angry mouths of the ponies. The purple Unicorn slowly and quietly withdrew, hoping not to be noticed; the rainbow-haired Pegasus fought on trying to be heard above her yelling foe…

Mayhem, the lot of it.

Havoc.

Chaos.

Disorder.

And so, to escape it all, a dumb pony sneaked out of the house and up a small hill while in the rain. She lifted her face to the crying sky and let the raindrops splatter on her, while a river flowed gently down from her closed, lavender eyes…