"I don't know, Joey. But I definitely can't think on an empty stomach." Twilight replied. Then they walked by Sugarcube Corner.
Pinkie Pie suddenly, out of f*cking nowhere, flew out the door and crashed into Twilight, sending them both skidding slightly across the ground.
"What the hell were you up to in there, Pinkie Pie?!" Achmed asked in bafflement. "Making bombs?!" His words fell on death ears.
As the dust from the impact cleared, it was revealed that the tickets were on Pinkie's muzzle. She, however, somehow mistook them for something else entirely, because Pinkie Pie.
"AAAAAAAHHH! BATS! BATS ON MY FACE! HEEEEEEEELLLLLLP!" Pinkie frantically ran around in circles.
"BATS?! WHERE?!" Tristan panicked.
"ON MY FACE!" Pinkie screamed.
"OH NO! I'LL SAVE YOU, PINKIE!" Tristan leapt onto the frantic mare's back, grabbed the tickets, and tossed them to the ground. Then he leapt down after them and started repeatedly slamming his fist into them. Then he started to leap up and down on top of them. Then he pulled out a flamethrower. "DIE, EVIL CREATURE!"
"TRISTAN, STOP!" Twilight exclaimed. "IT'S THE TICKETS!"
"Oh. Okay." Tristan casually put the flamethrower away.
"Tickets? What tickets?" Pinkie asked curiously.
"Oh, Twilight's got tickets to the Grand Galloping Gala, something I still don't understand." Krillin replied. Pinkie gasped heavily.
"TICKETS TO THE GRAND GALLOPING GALA?!" She exclaimed gleefully.
"Can you PLE-HE-HE-HE-HEASE EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT IT I-HI-HI-HI-HIS?!" Krillin sobbed.
"Aww, don't be sad, Krilly! I'll tell you! It's the most amazing, incredible, tremendous, super fun wonderful terrifically humungous party in all of Equestria! I've always, always ALWAYS wanted to go!"
Insert musical number and flashback here
"Well, that explains it! Thank you!" Krillin gratefully got on his knees and started kissing Pinkie's hoof repeatedly.
"And thank YOU, Twilight, for getting me that ticket to the Gala!" Pinkie gleefully exclaimed. "It's the most wonderfullest gift EVER!"
"Oh, sure, just instantly assume it's yours." Achmed rolled his eyes.
"Lemme hold onto those for ya, Twi." Joey said as he picked up the tickets. Then he heard a loud gasp from behind him. He turned around to see Rarity staring at the tickets, wide eyed. "Oh, hey Rare."
"Joey, darling...are those what I think they are?" She asked, barely able to contain her excitement.
"If ya mean tickets to the Grand Galloping Gala, then yeah. They're Twilight's." Joey replied.
"And she's taking me!" Pinkie added.
"Stop jumping to conclusions, woman!" Achmed added.
Rarity sighed. "I design ensembles for the Gala every year. But I've never had the oppurtunity to attend. The society, the culture,
the glamour! It's where I truly belong. And where I'm destined to meet... HIM!"
"H-HIM?!" Tristan said in shock. Then he had a fantasy of his own...
Tristan nervously approached the castle. "H-hello? Is this where the fun party is?" He asked nervously. The castle was in bad shape. Debris was scattered everywhere, the paint was chipping, the light was dim and the snack table had nothing but water and oatmeal raisin cookies.
"Yes, welcome!" An echoing voice said in an eerily pleasant manner. Tristan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a devil-like figure standing in front of him. He had lobster claws and black hair, and was wearing a short dress and stockings.
"Hello, Tristan!" The figure greeted menacingly. "Would you like to...DAAAAANCE?!" The last word was spoken in an entirely different tone and voice, a deep menacing growl. Then Tristan looked around in fear as the fires of hell emerged around him.
The ground behind him disappeared and HIM shoved him down, laughing as Tristan fell to his imaginary death.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Tristan screamed. Then it cut back to reality. Tristan was still screaming,
his eyes were closed and he was flailing his arms above his head. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH-"
"SHUT UUUUUP!" Achmed snapped.
"Kay."
"What's the problem, dear? I was simply referring to the Princess's nephew!" Rarity replied.
"Wait...she has a nephew?!" Achmed asked. "I thought she was, like, over a thousand years old! And her sister was on the moon for a thousand years! How could she possibly have a nephew?!"
"Well, actually Achmed, Blueblood is the great great great great great great great great great great great great [20 minutes later] great great great nephew of the princess." Twilight responded matter of factly. She then noticed that everyone had fallen asleep. "...[Sigh] why isn'y anyone interested in the stuff I like?" She muttered.
"[YAWN] Terribly sorry, dear." Rarity awoke. "Anyway..."
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"Twilight, I can't believe you would invite Pinkie Pie so she can party, and prevent me from meeting my true love!
How could you? Hmph!" There was no reply. Rarity looked over with a raised eyebrow and saw that Twilight was asleep.
"...I suppose that's rather ironic." Rarity deadpanned. Suddenly, Joey was awakened in a fit of laughter. His laughter woke up everyone else as well.
"Looks like you're in a good mood, Joey!" Pinkie said, nodding in approval.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA! G-GET IT OFF ME-HEE-HEE-HEE!" Joey laughed, clutching at his sides. Suddenly, a small rabbit ran out of Joey's shirt, clutching the tickets. "Ey! Get back here, ya little bastard, or I'll stand in one place and shake my fist angrily!"
The rabbit continued running. "Okay...you asked for it." Joey said darkly as the camera zoomed in on his hard, determined eyes,
as he was surrounded by a flaming background. Then he began waving his fist back and forth angrily, with a constant grunt of "NYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!"
The rabbit ran back to its companions, a butter-yellow pegasus and a large turtle-like dragon.
"Gwahahaha! Nice job snagging these things, furball!" Bowser laughed as he grabbed the tickets. The rabbit glared indignantly at the koopa king, unhappy with the term "furball." "Here." Bowser handed the tickets to Fluttershy. "Consider this my payment for your hospitality."
"Oh, Bowser. You don't have to worry about paying me." Fluttershy replied with a smile. "Thank you, though. But they really aren't mine..."
"You're damn right they ain't!" Joey shouted offscreen.
"Can it, blondie!" Bowser snapped.
"Make me!" Joey retorted. Bowser took one step forward and Joey screamed and hid behind Krillin, much to the latter's protets.
"That's what I thought." Bowser smirked.
"Look, girls, Twilight hasn't decided who she's giving the ticket to. Give her some space, will ya?" Krillin scolded.
"SHE HASN'T DECIDED?!" Pinkie and Rarity asked hopefully.
"Go on, tell her." Bowser muttered to Fluttershy from the corner of his mouth, gently nudging her with his elbow.
"Okay..um...excuse me...Twilight...I would just like to ask...I mean...if it would be alright..."
"C'mon, Shy, get on with it!" Bowser said, rolling his eyes.
"CanIpleasego?" Fluttershy asked quickly.
"YOU?!" Rarity asked. "YOU want to go to the GALA?!"
"Um...no..." Bowser nudged her again. "I mean yes!" Bowser nodded. "Kind of."
"Eh, close enough." Bowser shrugged.
FANTASY ZONE, YAAAAAAAAY!
"...And that's why I want the ticket." Fluttershy concluded.
"That sounds pretty cool, I guess..." Joey shrugged.
"Wait just a minute!" A familiar voice sounded from offscreen.
"What the-RAINBOW DASH?! ARE YOU FOLLOWING US?!" Krillin accused.
"No! ..Well...yes..."
"Oh God!" Achmed exclaimed nervously. "It's like that My Stalker doll I bought on EBay! If there's one thing good about coming here aside from all the good friends I've made, it's getting away from THAT thi-" The dead terrorist's eyes widened in fear as he stared slack-jawed at an alleyway. Standing there was a small doll with a deranged smile on its face. The group stared for a few minutes before the doll slowly backed away into the shadows. Achmed looked at his friends with a terrified expression.
"...I think I need a hug." The skeleton said, shaking from head to toe.
"Don't worry, Achmed! Your auntie Pinkie Pie will keep that scary doll away from you!" Pinkie said reassuringly as she held the skeleton close.
"Thanks, Pinkie, I-wait, AUNTIE Pinkie Pie?" Achmed questioned with raised eyebrows.
"Don't ruin the moment." Pinkie replied, smiling.
"Eh, okay." Achmed shrugged.
"STOP GETTING OFF TOPIC, AUTHOR!" Deadpool shouted.
"DEADPOOL, FOR THE LAST TIME!" Pinkie glared off to the side, still hugging Achmed.
"WELL EXCUUUUUUUUUUSE ME, PINKIE! NOT MY FAULT THE AUTHOR'S SENSE OF HUMOR RELIES ENTIRELY ON GETTING OFF TOPIC!"
"WILL YA JUST GO?!"
"FINE!"
"...Aaaanywaaaay, back on topic...I couldn't risk a goodie four-shoes like you giving that ticket away to just anybody!" Rainbow Dash said.
"Applejack, you were following us too?!" Krillin said in disbelief.
"No!" Applejack replied. "I was following THIS ONE!" She pointed at Rainbow Dash. "To make sure she didn't try any funny business!"
Soon, everyone was arguing. Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Rarity, Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy about the ticket, Bowser about giving the ticket to his host, Joey and Krillin arguing because Krillin accused Joey of being a massive pussy for constantly using him as a human shield. Achmed was arguing with Spike over the fiasco with the apples earlier in the day. And Tristan was arguing with his reflection in a glass window because Tristan.
"ENOOOOOOOOOUGH!" Twilight shouted.
"And then I was like "Oatmeal? Are you CRAZY?!"" Pinkie continued.
"NO, YOU'RE UGLY! NO! YOU'RE! UGLY!" Tristan shouted at his reflection.
"I SAID ENOUGH!" Twilight snapped.
"Kay." The two cloud cuckoolanders said.
"Now listen. This is MY CHOICE. And I can't think straight when I'm hungry. Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, Rarity,
Fluttershy and Bowser...shoo!" They all grumbled as they walked away.
"Joey, you should stop using Krillin as a human shield." Twilight said firmly.
"Not makin' any promises."
"Fair enough. Achmed, I understand you're frustrated with Spike, but please keep in mind that he's just a baby dragon!"
"And it really shows." Achmed muttered. Twilight glared at him. "Kidding!"
"Tristan and...Tristan's reflection...neither of you are ugly."
"I'M not ugly. HE is." Tristan haughtily pointed at his reflection.
"And...whoever you are... I guess you should listen to Pinkie Pie?"
"IT'S NOT MY FAULT THE AUTHOR KEEPS BRINGING ME IN." Deadpool replied before he left.
"Okay. What do you say we go get some lunch?" Twilight said. The guys all nodded in agreement, and off they went.