My Little Pony: The
Emperor's Tomb:
(I do not own "My Little Pony", or any of the characters in it.)
Prologue:
A long, long time age, there was an evil dragon named, Exor. He was cruel, clever, and extremely violent. None dared to resist him. None, except for Sir Daniel Qualin: the eldest son of Sir David Qualin. Both were of the order of Knights of the Jausseurian Empire.
When Exor heard of the power that Sir Daniel possessed, he went to Jauffeur's Empire to destroy his enemy. Upon his arrival, he was in for a horrible surprise: His enemy was ready for him. After a long battle had been fought between the two, the empire of Jauffeur laid in ruins and no one ever heard from Exor, Sir Daniel, or anyone else who was within the city limits from that day forward. So, to this day, no one knows who won the fight. Some suspected that Exor escaped, and is recovering his strength for another assault on the world. In contrast to the theories about Exor, no one even suspects what power Sir Daniel could have possessed, though.
Chapter One: The Festival
The sun rose over the horizon, bringing the new day to Dream Valley. The creatures that lived there began to stir before long. Especially, one particular group of creatures called, Pastel Ponies, for this was no mere day to them. It was the day before their Summer Dawning Festival. Thus, it was Summer Dawning Eve, or S.D.E., as they sometimes called it.
S.D.E. was the day the ponies prepared for the big festival. The reason it would take up an entire day setting up the tables, decorations, banners, and cooking the food for the holiday, is because it was one of their biggest celebrations of the year, and ponies from all overPonyland would come to celebrate with the ones living in Dream Castle and Paradise Estate. So, they needed a lot food and favors to entertain their guests.
It was seven o'clock in the morning. And in the middle of the courtyard of Dream Castle, one pony stood, carrying a pen, ink and several scrolls. She was trying to make a last minute correction check for mistakes before the other ponies came out to receive them, after hearing their instructions. Magicstar was her name, and the lists she looked over were ones that Majesty and herself had written out earlier to prepare for the festival. The scrolls served two purposes, one of them showed the separate groups the rest of the ponies would split up into, so that they could get to work on different tasks. Then, if the chore called for it, the other scrolls would show them what they needed to carry it out.
She waited patiently for the rest of the ponies to get lined up to receive their instructions. Once they had, she announced: "Attention. This is a 'little' list that Majesty wrote to break us up into groups to set up the tables, banner, etc. for the festival. Wind Whistler and Paradise will get the supplies for making the banner, then they will get to work making it, and then they will set it up. Cupcake, Galaxy, Truly, Lickysplit, Jerries Jubley, and Cotton Candy will get the food ready for tomorrow. Applejack, Firefly, Medley, Twilight, Bowtie, and Whizzer, will set up the tables. Gusty, Fizzy, Lofty, Shady, Parasil, and Moondancer will set up the games. Surprise, Heartthrob, Buttons, and myself will set up the fireworks. Here is a special note to Surprise." Magic Star continued. "You will not be setting off any fireworks this year due to what happened the last time you did."
Everyone shuddered at that memory.
"Lastly, the Slugger, Spike, and the baby ponies will set up the decorations. Anyone not mentioned on the list will be on stand by to help out if they are needed by anybody. Or to take somebody's place should someone get hurt. That's it, dismissed."
The ponies went to work right away, going into the castle to get various things or to receive an instruction scroll.
"Ah, man." Gusty fumed as she looked over the list on her group's scroll, "Look at this list, it just gets longer every year. I only hope that we can get all this stuff ready by tonight."
She gave the list to Monndancer, who was more optimistic.
"Oh, come on, Gusty. It isn't that bad." Monndancer replied, "We will get this stuff ready by tonight if we get busy now."
Moondancer had the group pass the list around. Then, after getting a good look at it, they went to work.
Meanwhile, unfriendly eyes watched them from afar. They stayed in the shadows, so the ponies would not see them.
"Commander, what are your orders?" a hoarse voice from behind the unpleasant creature.
"We will follow the plan." The commander answered, "We will wait for the festival to start. Then, we will attack them, and hit all the birds with one stone."
"Yes, sir." The other creature replied.
Totally oblivious to the danger at hand, the ponies continued their work.
"Hey, Surprise. What's wrong with you?" Buttons asked when she noticed her saddened friend lagging behind a bit as their group hurried with the loads they were carrying to set up the fireworks.
"Oh, nothing." Surprise lied.
"You sure about that." Buttons said in reply, "Your sudden and alarming mood swing wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that you're not being allowed to fire off any fireworks this year, would it?"
"Well, yeah, it does. Up until now, I have always been one of the ones to set off the fireworks display. But not anymore." Surprise confessed.
Buttons regarded her normally happy, strange, and annoying friend a moment longer before making a suggestion.
"You could talk to Majesty about it." Buttons suggested.
"Nah, she would never change her mind about this, she's too stubborn."
"You're probably right, but it's worth a shot." Buttons replied.
"Come on, guys. We have to get this stuff ready for tomorrow, hurry!" Magic Star called, when she realized that Surprise and Buttons were falling way behind.
"Coming." Surprise answered, then she and Buttons ran to catch up with the others.
Their attention was drawn to a sudden outburst from Gusty and the laughter of her group.
"Parasol! You dodo-head! We all told you to be careful while you did that!" a paint-covered Gusty roared at the quivering Parasol who did not dare come down from her perch on a wooden ladder.
Apparently, Parasol had been painting the pavilion they were working on and the paint cans had fallen and landed on Gusty, whom was now red, white, and blue.
"Sorry." Parasol stuttered.
"Not as sorry as you're going to be when you come down!" Gusty threatened.
"Then, I won't come down."
"Oh, yes, you will. You just don't know it yet." Gusty said with an evil grin, then kicked the ladder and over it went. A this point, all laughter had stopped.
Parasol landed hard, but unhurt, for the moment, anyway. She looked up, and saw Gusty, ready to pounce.
"Start running." Gusty rasped.
Parasol took off with Gusty in hot pursuit. No one made a gesture to them, because they all knew it was best just to let Gusty blow off some steam before you tried reasoning with her.
"I think this banner will turn out just great, don't you, Wind Whistler." Paradise asked the other scholarly pony, as they neared the completion of the Summer Dawning chores they were working on.
"Yes, it should do quite well." Wind Whistler answered in her usual monotonous voice.
Just then, Parasol and Gusty came rampaging along.
"Don't run over the." Wind Whistler didn't even get her sentence finished when Parasol spilled the paints all over the banner and ran over it, just before Gusty did.
"Help me, help me!" Parasol cried as she ran by.
"Don't you dare help her, she's mine." Gusty yelled at them as she continued to pursue Parasol.
"We're not helping her, we're helping you, Gusty." Paradise yelled as she followed suit.
"Paradise, get back here." Wind Whistler called, "We still have a banner to complete."
But, she saw that there was no reasoning with Paradise now, so she got back to work on the banner by her self.
"I'll get you!" Gusty yelled.
"No, you won't." Parasol called back, then slipped on a rock and fell over.
Parasol looked up to her doom charging headlong at her. Just then, someone stepped in between them. Gusty skidded to a stop and cowered in front of whoever it was.
"What is going on here?" the pony spoke. Parasol recognized the voice as Majesty's. She sighed in relief.
"Well?" Majesty asked Gusty again, her regale and commanding voice had an angry tone to it, "What happened, and why are you covered in paint.
"Well.you see. Parasol.spilled.paint.on.me." Gusty said in tiny voice.
"I see." Majesty replied, her eyes freezing Gusty in place with their gaze, "So you thought it would be better to try to hurt Parasol instead of washing the stuff off before it dried?"
Gusty tried to answer, but only a squeak came out.
Majesty turned to Parasol and asked: "Did you say that you were sorry when it happened?"
Parasol nodded her head.
"Very well. Parasol, you may continue whatever work you were doing." Majesty said to her, then she turned to Gusty, "As for you, Gusty. Get cleaned up, and then we will have a little talk, is that clear?"
"Yes, your highness." Gusty replied.
Majesty dismissed the two and went on her way.
Paradise, who was wise enough to hide when she spotted Majesty, flew away in a hurry to help Wind Whistler finish the banner.
The rest of the day went without any further accidents, aside from Surprise's usual antics, that is.
At sundown, they were finished with their chores and wanted to relax for while, before tomorrow's demands.
A sulky Gusty was punished and stuck the task of being the janitor of the castle for the night. The usual janitor, a brown pony named Custode, supervised her.
"Be sure to get way deep down in there in order to properly clean those toilets, Windy." Custode barked at Gusty.
"That's Gusty, and I will not get any deeper into these things." Gusty responded in a defiant voice, as she brushed inside of the little tubs.
"You will unless you want me to tell Majesty." Custode replied, flatly.
"Okay, okay." Gusty said, "I'll do it."
She put on the nose-plug she brought in case she needed it and went in deeper into the toilet seat.
Just then, Parasol came in.
"Well, well, well, look who seems to be enjoying the toilets. Why if it isn't Gusty, I don't know who it could be." She said, tauntingly.
"Oh, go away." Gusty retorted.
"Oh, or what, chase me and get in more trouble." Parasol asked, "Oh, please you couldn't threaten a duck effectively."
"It seems that Majesty should have let her have you, Parasol." Custode cut in, "It would have served you right."
"Stop up, what would a janitor know, anyway? Really? It is rude enough to interrupt, but to talk when no one wants to hear your voice at any given time is totally unexceptable." Parasol sneered.
"I don't have to take this you spoiled ingrate. I was a surgeon in my homeland." Custode replied, furiously, "I probably have more education in one brain-cell than you have in your whole brain."
"Yeah, right. You couldn't fix a stomachache, that's probably why you were sent here to be a janitor." Parasol replied, simply.
"Get her!" Custode yelled to Gusty and they both leapt at her.
Meanwhile, outside, the mysterious creatures waited for the festival with as much eagerness as the ponies, but only with different reasons.
"After all the guests arrive, we will have them." The commander whispered in a throaty voice, "And my master Exor's wishes will be fulfilled. So, sleep peacefully, ponies. Yes, sleep your last peaceful sleep ever, for with us at hand, you will never be happy again."
With that, the icky creature slinked off, deeper into the shadows.
The other ponies did not know what to make of a sulky-looking Parasol, when she entered the huge bedroom that was built to fit twelve ponies. She was dripping wet, smelling like something out of a toilet, and her hair was like a spiral sticking straight up to heavon, but one by one, they burst out into laughter.
"Good golly, Parasol," Applejack gasped between laughs, "What on earth happened to your hair?"
A murderous glare from Parasol was not enough to stop their fun.
"Gusty must have done this." Fizzy said, out of breath from laughing.
"What's going on in here?" Galaxy asked, entering the room, and then she saw Parasol, "Why, Parasol. What on earth."
Even Galaxy, the one who would normally try to calm everyone down, slowly gave in to laughing so hard that she rolled on her sides.
Parasol walked indignantly to her bed, trying to ignore the other ponies' remarks. They were such as this: "So, Gusty tried to flush you down the drain, heh?" or "Where did you do your hair, the blender?"
Parasol tried to drown them out, but found that she could not. It was going to be a long night.
The following day, the ponies made the final inspections of the things they had set up for the festival.
"Okay." Magicstar said to herself as she checked things off the inspection list, "Now, there is only one thing I have yet to check on: the fireworks."
When she got there, she saw Surprise admiring them.
"Surprise, you know what Majesty said about you being near the fireworks on the day of the festival, don't you?"
"Yes, I know. I'm not supposed to be anywhere near them, just because I singed a few party-guests last year." Surprise answered.
"That's right." Magicstar said to the sad pony, but then added, "You should be happy, out of everyone who lives here, you'll be the one who has the most time to have fun at the festival."
"Hey! You're right." Surprise said, as she perked right up, "To help setting up the fireworks was my only job for this whole thing. Thanks, Magicstar."
With that, Surprise dashed off to find a victim to scare.
"I think that I just set us up for a whole lot of trouble." Magicstar said, worriedly.
Soon, ponies from around Ponyland began showing up. With them, came this year's main musical attraction: Nightshade and his Shadowettes.
Baby, Heartthrob, Baby Lofty, and Baby Half-Note were very happy to see him.
"Yes, yes, its very nice to see you again as well." He said.
"What song are you playing this time." The three asked him.
"That's a surprise for later." Nightshade answered, "Listen, I have to go set up, but I'll be around to talk later, okay?"
"Okay." The three youngsters replied.
Then, Nightshade turned to his crew, "Come on, guys. We have show to do. Stop lagging behind, Zeb."
"When I get my hands on that little twerp, I'll gut him." The unhappy Zebra muttered to himself as he carried a heavy speaker. This was a hard task, since his legs were bound with leg-irons.
"We have a spot for you reserved over there, Nightshade." Magicstar, pointed to a place in the middle of courtyard.
"Thanks." Nightshade replied.
Soon, things were under way. They all had fun playing, whether they played with the games that were set up, or just playing games such as tag or red-rover.
"This games the best." Squealed the excited Applejack, as she played bobbing-for-apples.
"Whatever you say, applebrains." Gusty said, teasingly.
"That's 'Applejack'." Applejack replied, irritated.
"Well, it should be 'Applebrains', since that seems to be all you think about." Gusty replied, coolly.
"It is not all I think about." Applejack retorted, "I have a lot more on my mind than apples."
"Then, why is it that every time we see you, your picking apples whenever you can?"
"They're my favorite food, okay." Applejack said, "Besides, about half of them vanish into the stomachs of the rest of you before I even get a chance at, em, usually."
"Your point." Gusty asked.
"My 'point', is that I pick those apples just as much for you as myself." Applejack said, hoping that she had gotten her point through.
"Whatever." Gusty responded, shrugging.
"Besides," Applejack continued, "Nobody can get as many as I can when it comes to 'Bobbing-for-apples', not even you, Gusty."
"Oh, really." Gusty said, taking up the challenge, "We'll see about that."
With that, she stepped over to the wooden tub in which the apples floated, closed her eyes, and prepared to get some apples. Just as she bent over, Applejack gave her a playful shove, and into the tub Gusty fell.
A roar of laughter followed. Gusty restrained herself this time.
"Oops. Here, let me help you out." Applejack said, extended a helpful hoof.
"Sure." Gusty replied, grabbed it, and pulled Applejack in with her.
Apple fell in with a big splash. She looked at Gusty, furiously, but then, the two slowly gave in to laughter. The bystanders were relaxed to see this wouldn't result in a fight.
"Mean trick." Applejack said, playfully.
"Hey, you pushed me in here first." Gusty replied, splashing her.
They climbed out, and shook the water off, and this made their hair stick out.
"You look funny." Applejack choused.
"I know, I know. But, so do you." Gusty said, and wondered off to find a comb.
"Okay, ladies and gentlemen," Twilght announced from Nightshade's stage, "Let's give a warm welcome to, Nightshade: this year's musical attraction."
The party-goers clapped and cheered as they sat down in the folding- chairs set up for them.
The curtain opened and Nightshade and his band began to sing their songs:
Hello, little ponies Nightshade is my name. (I cant remember the rest of the lyrics to the song right off the bat, so I'll end this one right here.)
Others:
In Dreams, What's goin' On, and High Life: (I'll think up lyrics for them later.)
After Night shade was done singing, then it was time to watch the fireworks.
"This will be a darling display, this year." Heartthrob said, as they prepared to set the fireworks off, "And this year we don't have to worry about Surprise accidentally injuring anyone."
"For once," Buttons replied, "I have to agree with you, Heartthrob."
Suddenly, Surprise came flying at whole speed into the croud, yelling: "We're under attack, we're under attack!"
"Oh, yeah, right. Whatever." Buttons replied with her eyes rolled.
"No, really! Look!" Surprise screamed and pointed to the left.
Everyone gasped, they were under attack.
(I do not own "My Little Pony", or any of the characters in it.)
Prologue:
A long, long time age, there was an evil dragon named, Exor. He was cruel, clever, and extremely violent. None dared to resist him. None, except for Sir Daniel Qualin: the eldest son of Sir David Qualin. Both were of the order of Knights of the Jausseurian Empire.
When Exor heard of the power that Sir Daniel possessed, he went to Jauffeur's Empire to destroy his enemy. Upon his arrival, he was in for a horrible surprise: His enemy was ready for him. After a long battle had been fought between the two, the empire of Jauffeur laid in ruins and no one ever heard from Exor, Sir Daniel, or anyone else who was within the city limits from that day forward. So, to this day, no one knows who won the fight. Some suspected that Exor escaped, and is recovering his strength for another assault on the world. In contrast to the theories about Exor, no one even suspects what power Sir Daniel could have possessed, though.
Chapter One: The Festival
The sun rose over the horizon, bringing the new day to Dream Valley. The creatures that lived there began to stir before long. Especially, one particular group of creatures called, Pastel Ponies, for this was no mere day to them. It was the day before their Summer Dawning Festival. Thus, it was Summer Dawning Eve, or S.D.E., as they sometimes called it.
S.D.E. was the day the ponies prepared for the big festival. The reason it would take up an entire day setting up the tables, decorations, banners, and cooking the food for the holiday, is because it was one of their biggest celebrations of the year, and ponies from all overPonyland would come to celebrate with the ones living in Dream Castle and Paradise Estate. So, they needed a lot food and favors to entertain their guests.
It was seven o'clock in the morning. And in the middle of the courtyard of Dream Castle, one pony stood, carrying a pen, ink and several scrolls. She was trying to make a last minute correction check for mistakes before the other ponies came out to receive them, after hearing their instructions. Magicstar was her name, and the lists she looked over were ones that Majesty and herself had written out earlier to prepare for the festival. The scrolls served two purposes, one of them showed the separate groups the rest of the ponies would split up into, so that they could get to work on different tasks. Then, if the chore called for it, the other scrolls would show them what they needed to carry it out.
She waited patiently for the rest of the ponies to get lined up to receive their instructions. Once they had, she announced: "Attention. This is a 'little' list that Majesty wrote to break us up into groups to set up the tables, banner, etc. for the festival. Wind Whistler and Paradise will get the supplies for making the banner, then they will get to work making it, and then they will set it up. Cupcake, Galaxy, Truly, Lickysplit, Jerries Jubley, and Cotton Candy will get the food ready for tomorrow. Applejack, Firefly, Medley, Twilight, Bowtie, and Whizzer, will set up the tables. Gusty, Fizzy, Lofty, Shady, Parasil, and Moondancer will set up the games. Surprise, Heartthrob, Buttons, and myself will set up the fireworks. Here is a special note to Surprise." Magic Star continued. "You will not be setting off any fireworks this year due to what happened the last time you did."
Everyone shuddered at that memory.
"Lastly, the Slugger, Spike, and the baby ponies will set up the decorations. Anyone not mentioned on the list will be on stand by to help out if they are needed by anybody. Or to take somebody's place should someone get hurt. That's it, dismissed."
The ponies went to work right away, going into the castle to get various things or to receive an instruction scroll.
"Ah, man." Gusty fumed as she looked over the list on her group's scroll, "Look at this list, it just gets longer every year. I only hope that we can get all this stuff ready by tonight."
She gave the list to Monndancer, who was more optimistic.
"Oh, come on, Gusty. It isn't that bad." Monndancer replied, "We will get this stuff ready by tonight if we get busy now."
Moondancer had the group pass the list around. Then, after getting a good look at it, they went to work.
Meanwhile, unfriendly eyes watched them from afar. They stayed in the shadows, so the ponies would not see them.
"Commander, what are your orders?" a hoarse voice from behind the unpleasant creature.
"We will follow the plan." The commander answered, "We will wait for the festival to start. Then, we will attack them, and hit all the birds with one stone."
"Yes, sir." The other creature replied.
Totally oblivious to the danger at hand, the ponies continued their work.
"Hey, Surprise. What's wrong with you?" Buttons asked when she noticed her saddened friend lagging behind a bit as their group hurried with the loads they were carrying to set up the fireworks.
"Oh, nothing." Surprise lied.
"You sure about that." Buttons said in reply, "Your sudden and alarming mood swing wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that you're not being allowed to fire off any fireworks this year, would it?"
"Well, yeah, it does. Up until now, I have always been one of the ones to set off the fireworks display. But not anymore." Surprise confessed.
Buttons regarded her normally happy, strange, and annoying friend a moment longer before making a suggestion.
"You could talk to Majesty about it." Buttons suggested.
"Nah, she would never change her mind about this, she's too stubborn."
"You're probably right, but it's worth a shot." Buttons replied.
"Come on, guys. We have to get this stuff ready for tomorrow, hurry!" Magic Star called, when she realized that Surprise and Buttons were falling way behind.
"Coming." Surprise answered, then she and Buttons ran to catch up with the others.
Their attention was drawn to a sudden outburst from Gusty and the laughter of her group.
"Parasol! You dodo-head! We all told you to be careful while you did that!" a paint-covered Gusty roared at the quivering Parasol who did not dare come down from her perch on a wooden ladder.
Apparently, Parasol had been painting the pavilion they were working on and the paint cans had fallen and landed on Gusty, whom was now red, white, and blue.
"Sorry." Parasol stuttered.
"Not as sorry as you're going to be when you come down!" Gusty threatened.
"Then, I won't come down."
"Oh, yes, you will. You just don't know it yet." Gusty said with an evil grin, then kicked the ladder and over it went. A this point, all laughter had stopped.
Parasol landed hard, but unhurt, for the moment, anyway. She looked up, and saw Gusty, ready to pounce.
"Start running." Gusty rasped.
Parasol took off with Gusty in hot pursuit. No one made a gesture to them, because they all knew it was best just to let Gusty blow off some steam before you tried reasoning with her.
"I think this banner will turn out just great, don't you, Wind Whistler." Paradise asked the other scholarly pony, as they neared the completion of the Summer Dawning chores they were working on.
"Yes, it should do quite well." Wind Whistler answered in her usual monotonous voice.
Just then, Parasol and Gusty came rampaging along.
"Don't run over the." Wind Whistler didn't even get her sentence finished when Parasol spilled the paints all over the banner and ran over it, just before Gusty did.
"Help me, help me!" Parasol cried as she ran by.
"Don't you dare help her, she's mine." Gusty yelled at them as she continued to pursue Parasol.
"We're not helping her, we're helping you, Gusty." Paradise yelled as she followed suit.
"Paradise, get back here." Wind Whistler called, "We still have a banner to complete."
But, she saw that there was no reasoning with Paradise now, so she got back to work on the banner by her self.
"I'll get you!" Gusty yelled.
"No, you won't." Parasol called back, then slipped on a rock and fell over.
Parasol looked up to her doom charging headlong at her. Just then, someone stepped in between them. Gusty skidded to a stop and cowered in front of whoever it was.
"What is going on here?" the pony spoke. Parasol recognized the voice as Majesty's. She sighed in relief.
"Well?" Majesty asked Gusty again, her regale and commanding voice had an angry tone to it, "What happened, and why are you covered in paint.
"Well.you see. Parasol.spilled.paint.on.me." Gusty said in tiny voice.
"I see." Majesty replied, her eyes freezing Gusty in place with their gaze, "So you thought it would be better to try to hurt Parasol instead of washing the stuff off before it dried?"
Gusty tried to answer, but only a squeak came out.
Majesty turned to Parasol and asked: "Did you say that you were sorry when it happened?"
Parasol nodded her head.
"Very well. Parasol, you may continue whatever work you were doing." Majesty said to her, then she turned to Gusty, "As for you, Gusty. Get cleaned up, and then we will have a little talk, is that clear?"
"Yes, your highness." Gusty replied.
Majesty dismissed the two and went on her way.
Paradise, who was wise enough to hide when she spotted Majesty, flew away in a hurry to help Wind Whistler finish the banner.
The rest of the day went without any further accidents, aside from Surprise's usual antics, that is.
At sundown, they were finished with their chores and wanted to relax for while, before tomorrow's demands.
A sulky Gusty was punished and stuck the task of being the janitor of the castle for the night. The usual janitor, a brown pony named Custode, supervised her.
"Be sure to get way deep down in there in order to properly clean those toilets, Windy." Custode barked at Gusty.
"That's Gusty, and I will not get any deeper into these things." Gusty responded in a defiant voice, as she brushed inside of the little tubs.
"You will unless you want me to tell Majesty." Custode replied, flatly.
"Okay, okay." Gusty said, "I'll do it."
She put on the nose-plug she brought in case she needed it and went in deeper into the toilet seat.
Just then, Parasol came in.
"Well, well, well, look who seems to be enjoying the toilets. Why if it isn't Gusty, I don't know who it could be." She said, tauntingly.
"Oh, go away." Gusty retorted.
"Oh, or what, chase me and get in more trouble." Parasol asked, "Oh, please you couldn't threaten a duck effectively."
"It seems that Majesty should have let her have you, Parasol." Custode cut in, "It would have served you right."
"Stop up, what would a janitor know, anyway? Really? It is rude enough to interrupt, but to talk when no one wants to hear your voice at any given time is totally unexceptable." Parasol sneered.
"I don't have to take this you spoiled ingrate. I was a surgeon in my homeland." Custode replied, furiously, "I probably have more education in one brain-cell than you have in your whole brain."
"Yeah, right. You couldn't fix a stomachache, that's probably why you were sent here to be a janitor." Parasol replied, simply.
"Get her!" Custode yelled to Gusty and they both leapt at her.
Meanwhile, outside, the mysterious creatures waited for the festival with as much eagerness as the ponies, but only with different reasons.
"After all the guests arrive, we will have them." The commander whispered in a throaty voice, "And my master Exor's wishes will be fulfilled. So, sleep peacefully, ponies. Yes, sleep your last peaceful sleep ever, for with us at hand, you will never be happy again."
With that, the icky creature slinked off, deeper into the shadows.
The other ponies did not know what to make of a sulky-looking Parasol, when she entered the huge bedroom that was built to fit twelve ponies. She was dripping wet, smelling like something out of a toilet, and her hair was like a spiral sticking straight up to heavon, but one by one, they burst out into laughter.
"Good golly, Parasol," Applejack gasped between laughs, "What on earth happened to your hair?"
A murderous glare from Parasol was not enough to stop their fun.
"Gusty must have done this." Fizzy said, out of breath from laughing.
"What's going on in here?" Galaxy asked, entering the room, and then she saw Parasol, "Why, Parasol. What on earth."
Even Galaxy, the one who would normally try to calm everyone down, slowly gave in to laughing so hard that she rolled on her sides.
Parasol walked indignantly to her bed, trying to ignore the other ponies' remarks. They were such as this: "So, Gusty tried to flush you down the drain, heh?" or "Where did you do your hair, the blender?"
Parasol tried to drown them out, but found that she could not. It was going to be a long night.
The following day, the ponies made the final inspections of the things they had set up for the festival.
"Okay." Magicstar said to herself as she checked things off the inspection list, "Now, there is only one thing I have yet to check on: the fireworks."
When she got there, she saw Surprise admiring them.
"Surprise, you know what Majesty said about you being near the fireworks on the day of the festival, don't you?"
"Yes, I know. I'm not supposed to be anywhere near them, just because I singed a few party-guests last year." Surprise answered.
"That's right." Magicstar said to the sad pony, but then added, "You should be happy, out of everyone who lives here, you'll be the one who has the most time to have fun at the festival."
"Hey! You're right." Surprise said, as she perked right up, "To help setting up the fireworks was my only job for this whole thing. Thanks, Magicstar."
With that, Surprise dashed off to find a victim to scare.
"I think that I just set us up for a whole lot of trouble." Magicstar said, worriedly.
Soon, ponies from around Ponyland began showing up. With them, came this year's main musical attraction: Nightshade and his Shadowettes.
Baby, Heartthrob, Baby Lofty, and Baby Half-Note were very happy to see him.
"Yes, yes, its very nice to see you again as well." He said.
"What song are you playing this time." The three asked him.
"That's a surprise for later." Nightshade answered, "Listen, I have to go set up, but I'll be around to talk later, okay?"
"Okay." The three youngsters replied.
Then, Nightshade turned to his crew, "Come on, guys. We have show to do. Stop lagging behind, Zeb."
"When I get my hands on that little twerp, I'll gut him." The unhappy Zebra muttered to himself as he carried a heavy speaker. This was a hard task, since his legs were bound with leg-irons.
"We have a spot for you reserved over there, Nightshade." Magicstar, pointed to a place in the middle of courtyard.
"Thanks." Nightshade replied.
Soon, things were under way. They all had fun playing, whether they played with the games that were set up, or just playing games such as tag or red-rover.
"This games the best." Squealed the excited Applejack, as she played bobbing-for-apples.
"Whatever you say, applebrains." Gusty said, teasingly.
"That's 'Applejack'." Applejack replied, irritated.
"Well, it should be 'Applebrains', since that seems to be all you think about." Gusty replied, coolly.
"It is not all I think about." Applejack retorted, "I have a lot more on my mind than apples."
"Then, why is it that every time we see you, your picking apples whenever you can?"
"They're my favorite food, okay." Applejack said, "Besides, about half of them vanish into the stomachs of the rest of you before I even get a chance at, em, usually."
"Your point." Gusty asked.
"My 'point', is that I pick those apples just as much for you as myself." Applejack said, hoping that she had gotten her point through.
"Whatever." Gusty responded, shrugging.
"Besides," Applejack continued, "Nobody can get as many as I can when it comes to 'Bobbing-for-apples', not even you, Gusty."
"Oh, really." Gusty said, taking up the challenge, "We'll see about that."
With that, she stepped over to the wooden tub in which the apples floated, closed her eyes, and prepared to get some apples. Just as she bent over, Applejack gave her a playful shove, and into the tub Gusty fell.
A roar of laughter followed. Gusty restrained herself this time.
"Oops. Here, let me help you out." Applejack said, extended a helpful hoof.
"Sure." Gusty replied, grabbed it, and pulled Applejack in with her.
Apple fell in with a big splash. She looked at Gusty, furiously, but then, the two slowly gave in to laughter. The bystanders were relaxed to see this wouldn't result in a fight.
"Mean trick." Applejack said, playfully.
"Hey, you pushed me in here first." Gusty replied, splashing her.
They climbed out, and shook the water off, and this made their hair stick out.
"You look funny." Applejack choused.
"I know, I know. But, so do you." Gusty said, and wondered off to find a comb.
"Okay, ladies and gentlemen," Twilght announced from Nightshade's stage, "Let's give a warm welcome to, Nightshade: this year's musical attraction."
The party-goers clapped and cheered as they sat down in the folding- chairs set up for them.
The curtain opened and Nightshade and his band began to sing their songs:
Hello, little ponies Nightshade is my name. (I cant remember the rest of the lyrics to the song right off the bat, so I'll end this one right here.)
Others:
In Dreams, What's goin' On, and High Life: (I'll think up lyrics for them later.)
After Night shade was done singing, then it was time to watch the fireworks.
"This will be a darling display, this year." Heartthrob said, as they prepared to set the fireworks off, "And this year we don't have to worry about Surprise accidentally injuring anyone."
"For once," Buttons replied, "I have to agree with you, Heartthrob."
Suddenly, Surprise came flying at whole speed into the croud, yelling: "We're under attack, we're under attack!"
"Oh, yeah, right. Whatever." Buttons replied with her eyes rolled.
"No, really! Look!" Surprise screamed and pointed to the left.
Everyone gasped, they were under attack.