Episode 7
The Improv Games 1
"Positive?" Thiala
"Quite." Feather responds.
"Really now?"
"Seriously!"
"Truthfully?" Thiala challenges.
"Undeniably the truth." Feather confirms.
"Very peculiar…" Thiala muses. "Prove it!"
"What makes you think I have to prove myself to you?"
Thiala pauses. Feather raises her eyebrows.
"Oh- why does X have to be so hard all the time?" She grunts, and turns away.
"Hah! I win again." Feather gleams. "Let's go; round two! I could do this all day."
"What are you two arguing about, exactly?" Melody questions as she enters the room.
"Not arguing. Playing." Feather corrects.
"It's called 'alphabetical improv'." Thiala explains. "Not that you would know what that is."
"I know it is!" Melody claims.
Thiala raises an eyebrow.
"…what is it?" Melody asks Feather.
Feather smiles. "Improv is like role-playing, kinda. It's like an acting exercise, except you don't have any specific lines."
"Acting without a script." Thiala summarizes.
"Right." Feather nods. "Me and Thiala were just playing a game based off of improv, where each player involved has to start each sentence with the consecutive letter of the alphabet."
"Oh, okay!" Melody smiles.
"Wanna join?"
"No." Thiala answers for her.
"I can't actually." Melody shrugs. "It's Harmony's first day of school, and I have to be on call."
"On call?" Feather questions.
"I've already gotten three calls from her teacher this morning about her starting some trouble, and trying to leave school grounds."
"Crazy kid."
"To say the least."
The phone in the kitchen rings.
"Oh- shoot!" Melody sounds, and runs into the kitchen.
"Where were we, then?" Feather smiles.
"About to play a different game. I'm sick of this one."
"You're just mad cause you keep losing."
"Why don't you go second next time then?" Thiala huffs.
"Only if we can start with B."
Thiala glares at her.
"…so new game?" Feather prompts.
"Right. What's something we haven't done in a while?" Thiala ponders.
"We could have the Clanadians write down some random lines on a piece of paper." Feather suggests.
Thiala smiles. "Oh, I do like that game! But let's get more then four lines, hm?"
"You mean like have them write down two each?"
"I mean like let's expand our range out to Clantopia." Thiala smirks. "I'll head down to the Coffee UnderGrounds, and you check The Cloud. Let's try to find at least ten ponies to write down some lines for us, deal?"
"You're on." Feather nods, and shoots out the window.
"It isn't a race, you know!" Thiala calls after her. "Oh, she'll figure it out."
"No, ma'am, I swear she doesn't act like this all the time." Melody explains over the phone. "Yes. …yes, I know. I- … … I understand. Yes, I'll come get her in a moment." Melody says, then hangs up.
"You going to pick up the kid?" Thiala asks.
"Why do you care?" Melody says, narrowing her eyes.
"Would you mind getting some of the fouls to write down some random sentences for you? The ones that don't make sense always prove for a comical performance."
"Can you be any more inconsiderate? I'm trying to deal with my sister here!"
Thiala rolls her eyes. "Fine, I'll get it myself."
"Don't scare the fouls, Thiala." Melody begs. "Harmony's already traumatized them enough."
"Sounds like the damage has already been done then." Thiala smirks. "I'll grab the little trouble maker for you while I'm- oh wait, no I won't!"
Thiala laughs as she shuts the door behind her, and Melody heaves. "Trouble maker…"
"Yo chicka! Whatchu doing here?" Techi chimes when Feather enters the restaurant.
"I'm looking for some random lines." Feather explains. "What are you doing here? Isn't it a bit too early to be drinking?"
"Who says I'm drinking?" Techi huffs.
"Another hard lemonade, Techi?" The server offers.
Feather gives her an accusing look, and Techi looks away. "So maybe I've had a couple."
The server drops off the drink with Techi. "Welcome, Feather." She greets. "Can I get you anything?"
"Yes, actually." She grabs a napkin from her apron. "Would you mind writing a random sentence for a game I'm playing?"
"Are you and Thiala going to do another performance?" The server asks.
"What?!" Techi freaks. "You're doing a performance without me? I though we said we were done doing those!"
"We are." Feather grunts. "And it's just for a personal game, but I would appreciate it if you could help me out."
"Certainly, Feather." The server smiles, and takes a pen from her apron.
"Well I still want in on this game." Techi says, crossing her hooves.
"The requirements are you have to be sober to play."
"Oh." Techi shrugs. "I'm out."
"Here you are!" The sever hands Feather the napkin.
"Thanks!" She nods. "Okay, nine more to go."
At the Coffee UnderGrounds, Thiala nearly had all her lines. She had already grabbed a few from the kids; who had written them on random scraps of colorful paper and playing cards. She received one from the cashier on a coffee Doyle, and the rest were written on the cup warmers around the patron's coffee cups. Feather too collected one of those from The Cloud, and a few more on Keno cards. When the two return, they have more than enough to start their game.
About a quarter way through, the Clanadians had gathered in the living room to watch. By the time they had used half their lines, it seemed like nearly half of Clantopia had came to watch.
"But Thiala, that dress would look so lovely on you!" Feather says, showing her a fake dress on a pretend hanger.
"No no- that dress is hideous!" Thiala claims. "You know what that dress reminds me of?"
"What?" Feather challenges.
Thiala pulls one of the coffee warmers from her mane, and reads it. "Go pick the peach from the mango tree."
The crowd laughs.
"You know, that new show that premiered last night. The one that got all the bad reviews." Thiala finishes.
"Fine." Feather says. "What about this one, though. Surely this one is fit for you."
"Oh, no no no! That's atrocious! Do you have any idea what ponies would be saying if they saw me in that?"
"What?"
Thiala pulls a Keno card out from her mane. "You look beautiful today." She reads.
Again, the audience cracks up.
"I-it's a Catholic school mom!" Thiala tries.
"Won't you just try it on, dear? If you don't…" Feather takes a card from under her collar. "The little pig cried 'wee wee wee all the way home'."
"Sounds like a personal problem." Thiala shrugs. "But I'll try it." Thiala disappears behind the corner, and comes back out, acting stiff. "See? I told you it's inappropriate."
"Oh, but it looks gorgeous! Besides, I just had a talk with the clerk, and she told me you could have it at half price, on one condition." Feather explains.
"What's that?" Thiala questions.
Feather takes her final napkin form her mane.
"We can still have fun with lard."
The crowd cheers, and Feather and Thiala take a bow. Once Clan is cleared out, their friends congratulate them on their performance.
"Honestly I didn't expect it to turn into a performance in the first place." Thiala notes. "I suppose we have this little troublemaker to thank for that, hm?"
"Let me have that two of spades and ten of diamonds, and we'll call it even." Harmony requests, and reaches for the cards.
"Harmony, those have some very inappropriate things written on them!" Melody warns.
"So what? It's not like I don't know how to make up my own inappropriate stuff anyway." She claims, and swipes the cards.
"So you've proven." Melody sighs. "But really, you two should consider putting up shows more often."
"Well thank you, Melody." Feather gleams. "I have to admit, it was fun performing again. I do miss it."
"Eh, I'll think about it." Thiala shrugs. "Now seriously, somepony help me get this dress off. This is WAY too tight!"
"Um, Thiala, the performance is over." Feather reminds.
"So like you all not to help me." She grunts. "I'll just have to pick the mangos off the peach trees by myself!"
A/N: Hey everypony, I need lines for my next improv. If you could go ahead and leave some ideas in your reviews, maybe me and Thiala can write them down and use them in our next game. Thanks!
-Feather