Chapter: Guest Submission:
Vacation is Elation, CHAPTER 1
RatherHomely here. It seems more than one person wanted to give Super Big Mac a birthday gift...
This story is very straight forward. It's written with few errors, and is entirely in character. I'm amazed.
I think Super Big Mac was sick when he wrote this. The universe doesn't explode or ANYTHING, it's incredibly normal. A little too normal. Actually, it's so normal that it's a little dull.
Anyways, originally story is here.
Enjoy!
Hey everypony, Muleicous here to... Well, say happy birthday to Super Big Mac. While he and I haven’t actually spoken, we have had many conversations in the comments of this fic, and he seems like a nice guy. And while I’m not the riffing genius that RatherHomely is, I’d like to offer up a present of my own to him. This story isn’t too bad, in fact it’s not bad at all. I kind of like it. Here’s a special riff of your story Vacation is Elation , SBM! Enjoy.
Author: So, it’s agreed then, we riff Pinkie Pie’s Tasty Testing for Super Big Mac’s birthday then we... (the sound of fingers snapping echos through the air, and suddenly everything freezes as Discord walks in).
Discord: Ah, perfect timing. (turns to the readers) Hello everpony and human on the internet! As you all know, I am the king of chaos himself, Discord. You may be wondering why I’m here; well, I’ll tell you. You see, I’m a bit... bored with the ‘normal’ riffing, so I’m going to liven things up a bit. I hope you enjoy! (snaps his fingers and the scene changes to an author with blond hair and a pair of black glasses sitting in front of a computer).
Muleicous: What the hay? Where am I? (Twilight runs in).
Twilight: Hey... You aren’t the Author... Something fishy's going on here. (a quick pop of magic, and Rarity appears next to Muleicous).
Rarity: (shaking her head) No... No... NOOOO!!!! Not again! Oh please dear Celestia no!
Pinkie: (locks the doors and windows of the room) Hey everyone! Discord told me his plan, and I love it! So let’s not dilly dally silly sally’s, on with the fic!
Muleicous: Wait, what’s going on?! (Rarity then explains everything that’s happening, which in turn makes Muleicous scream like a little girl)
*BUZZ*
All: We got story sign!
Muleicous: Help me...
Chapter One: The preperation for vacation
Mule: I hope there’s more alliteration for my reading gestation.
"C'mon, Twi! Everypony else is going!"
Twilight: ‘Even SilverSpoon?’
Rarity:Especially SilverSpoon!
Mule: I’ll just skip that party...
"No, Spike. I already told you. We can't go!
Mule: Six Flags costs way too much! Plus, there’s the whole talking pony thing that humans can’t get used to.
I've got too much to do right now to go on a 'vacation'
Twilight: Wait, is this a real vacation or just a ‘vacation’
Mule: Not sure, but as long as it’s not on the ‘Death Star’ with a ‘lazer’ I’ll go.
to some island in the middle of the Tropic Ocean." Twilight was currently up to her neck in books on different naturally occurring maladies, remedies, and temporary enhancers.
Rarity: Poor Twilight, the Poison Joke really made her paranoid.
Twilight: Hey!
Spike sighed, scuffing the ground with a small kick. "Fiiine... I guess I'll just get back to cleaning..."
Mule: And he did. The End
He looked up. Twilight wasn't paying any attention to him. Sighing again, he clambered up the stairs to write a letter.
Twilight: ‘Dear Princess Celestia, how is it that I’m still in character so far?’
*~*~*
"Well, c'mon now, Applebloom! Ah ain't gonna wait no longer, ya hear? We're leavin' soon!" Applejack sighed, stomping her forehooves in impatience.
Mule: *sniffs the air* Ah, the sweet smell of a southern accent on paper... It’s like chocolate cake.
Pinkie: (from TV) Where?!
She triple-checked her saddlebags and small toting cart. She had apples.
Rarity: My god! Call the foal free press!
A couple hooffulls of bits. A pair of sunglasses Rainbow Dash had let her borrow. Some sunscreen, in case it was a mite too hot.
Twilight: That’ll work out great, except for the matted fur.
Some towels. An extra pair of horseshoes.
Mule: The kind Pinkie used to hold her ‘special tools’.
A pair of throwin' shoes. A hoofball. A beat-up soccerball.
Rarity: Aren’t those the same thing?
Twilight: Not if it’s Equestria hoofball.
A beachball. And... "Gosh, darn'dit!
Mule: Super
Big Macintosh, Where'd mah rope go? Ah had it right here!"
All: O.O
Mule: What does she need rope for?
Rarity and Twilight: I don’t wana know.
Big Mac cantered in, his eyes half lidded as he lazily chewed on a barley stalk. "Ah believe that you used it in the southern field ta tie down that row a saplin's we planted after those brothers pulled up most our stock." He chewed on his stalk for a second. "Didja check there, yet?"
Mule: Ladies and gentlecolts, that was offically the longest sentence Big Mac has ever said! (balloons and streamers fall from the ceiling)
Applejack nickered in contempt. "Ugh, Ah guess I'll use a dif'rent rope, then. Don't got the time ta go git tha' one."
Twilight: AJ, say that last sentence again. But this time, use a language I understand.
She started trotting towards the barn, muttering "Golly, an' if tha' weren' mah fav'rite rope, either..."
*~*~*
"Ohhh, Sweetie Belle, at this rate, 'fashionably' won't be a part of our efforts, we'll just be late!"
Mule: Ooooh! Nice burn!
Rarity: Thanks? I think.
Rarity galloped around her boutique, preparing it to be ready for her week long vacation.
"Sorry, sis! I- grunt just- ugh wanted- woah!" CRAASH, THUMP, THUD. "
Mule: I think you forgot something.
... Owww..."
Rarity tsked, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth."Really, Sweetie, what am I to do with you?"
Rarity: Ask if she’s ok?
Twilight: Take her to the hospital?
Mule: Make her an Oompa Loompa?
She shook her head sadly as she lifted the various poorly packed suitcases off of her sister and onto the main floor of the shop. "Okay, these go here... This can fit in there, and these will do nicely in here..."
Mule: And the heart of Davey Jones can go in that jar of dirt!
Rarity: What?
Mule: Oh, I forgot... Ponies.
Rarity quickly unpacked and repacked all of her younger sister's things into half the number of travel bags, leaving her sister at two bags to her own three.
"Ready to go, Sweetie?"
Twilight: ‘Not yet sis! Scootaloo, Applebloom and I need to plan out how we’re going to wreck everything!’
Her sister extricated herself from the bottom step of the stairs, shooting off a small salute.
"Yeah! I can't believe Mom said I could go!"
Rarity: ‘Especially after the thing with the cows.’
Mule: Cutie Mark Crusader Milk Maids!
Rarity giggled at her sister's energy as they left the shop.
*~*~*
"Okay, squirt. I still don't understand how you got your parents to let you come with me,
Twilight: ‘And, in advance, I’m very sorry.’
but they put me in charge of you, so you'd better be ready to do whatever I tell ya to do!"
The small orange pegasus squealed in excitement. "I'll do whatever you want, Rainbow Dash!"
Mule:Between this and Applejack’s rope, I’m surprised this isn’t a clopfic yet.
The cyan mare smiled, closing her eyes as she laid back on the cloud she had brought to ground. "Good. Get me a soda. A cherry one."
Scootaloo zipped off to get the cherry soda as Dash yelled after her, "and make sure it's cold this time!"
Rarity: How’s she going to open it? She doesn’t have fingers.
Twilight: One step at a time...
"Hi, Dashie!" Rainbow Dash groaned as the most extravagantly hyper party pony to ever curse Equestria hopped up in front of her,
Mule: Dang, Scootaloo’s fast!
blocking the sun.
"Hey, Pinks. What's up?" Dash groaned. She had just invited Pinkie Pie to talk.
Twilight: Which is what the Princess did to defeat the Griffon army during the war.
Mule: Remember this, there will be a test.
"Ohh, is this a trick question? Well, there's the sky, that cloud, Princess Celestia, The sun, ooh, a leaf falling from the one of the Library's higher branches-mmf!"
Rarity: It finally happened... Pinkie Pie’s mouth imploded.
All: Thank you god!
Pinkie: (from TV) Hey!
Dash looked around, scanning the sky as the pink pony continued to babble even with the rainbow maned pegasus' hoof in her mouth. "Pinkie... Did you just say Celestia?"
Mule: She says a lot of things, do you really think Pinkie keeps track of everything she says? How dare you infer that Pinkie needs to keep track of anything! How dare you! Now good day sir... I said good day! (tries to walk out the door, but it’s still locked.)
Twilight: Nice try.
Mule: Wasn’t it though?
*~*~*
knock knock knock
Mule: Who’s there?
Rarity: This.
Mule: This who?
Rarity: This joke is horrible. (punches Mule in the face)
"Coming! I'll be there in a second!" A little bipedal form
Twilight: That little Diamond Dog?
padded up to the door of the Books and Branches Library.
"I'm sorry, but we're clo-oh,
Mule: The mating call of the green bellied pony lover... Isn’t it majestic?
Celestia!" Spike jumped back in surprise.
"Please, Spike. I ask you not to say my name in vain when I can hear it?"
Twilight: I think he was just saying it was the Princess, but ok.
The Royal Regent of the Sun chuckled at the baby dragon's flabberghasted look.
"Oh! Princess! Excuse me, come in, come in!" The purple dragon ushered the white Alicorn into the library. "... Did you get my letter?"
"Yes, Spike. And that is why I am here. I agree with you,
Mule: ‘I think Winter Wrap Up is an overrated song’ (punched by almost every brony in the community)
and I believe that Twilight would only take advice like this if it were delivered in person.
Rarity: ‘That’s why I brought Luna.’
Where will I find her?"
"She's in the annex, checking the index on insects without a thorax," Spike replied.
Twilight: Wow, I’m boring in this story.
The princess blinked, wondering how Spike could say that without at least cracking a smile.
Mule: … Was that a joke? I... I don’t get it.
Shaking her head, she went to coax her student into a vacation.
Rarity: However, this failed. Thus the fifth War of Equestria began.
*~*~*
"Where's Twilight?"
Twilight: Well, I’m either becoming an alicorn, dealing with a high Spike yelling about Big Mac, turning into a spider, or in a bad fanfic.
Rarity: Don’t forget smoking Poison Joke, darling.
Rainbow Dash sighed. First, Pinkie. Then Scoots. After that, Rarity and Sweetie Belle.
Mule:I suddenly had the urge to sing The Brady Bunch theme.
Now, it was Applejack asking, and Dash was sure that any second now, the younger Apple would parrot her older sister.
Rarity: AppleBloom want a cracker, braaak!
When it didn't come, she relaxed a little. "I. Don't. Know. Check the Library." And, just like everypony else, AJ just muttered about being late, and sat down to chat with somepony.
Mule: So they all had the mentality of ‘Screw Rainbow Dash’s idea, I’m gonna talk to somepony else.’ What dicks!
'And everypony's always sayin' that I take a long time getting ready! I mean, come on! I was the first one here, and I had to carry Scoots!'
Twilight: Oh no! Not the lightweight pegasus filly! How did you ever make it Rainbow?
Dash grumbled to herself, shifting on her cloud.
Another shadow fell across her,
Mule: Squishing Dash instantly. The End.
and she waited for the inevitable question. "Oh, um, sorry to bother you, Rainbow, but, um, I was wondering..." Oh, boy. Here it came...
Rarity: ‘Which Wonderbolt is your favorite?’
"Did... did you make sure to pack wing cream? I know it might sound a little narsacistic, but I don't want my feathers to become bleached from over exposure to the sun, and-" Dash groaned.
"Awww, dammit!" Jumping off her cloud and into the air, she took off for her house to get that one thing she'd forgotten.
Mule: Her Soarin blow up doll, for those long lonely nights. (punched by Twilight and Rarity)
Sun cream for her wings.
Fluttershy looked around at everypony else, as her body stopped twitching in fright. "... Where's Twilight?"
Rainbow: (from TV) I heard that!
RatherHomely: "I heard that, Curtis!"
*~*~*
"But, Princess-"
Twilight: ‘I don’t want read your fan fiction again. I proof read it nine times!’
"Twilight Sparkle. Please. If not for yourself, then the least you could do it for is your friends.
Rarity: ‘Every party needs a pooper after all.’
Twilight: That’s what the CMC’s are for .(high hooves and fives Rarity and Mule)
They have all expressed interest in this venture, and I do beleive that you had signed up for it as well."
Mule: Damn, Hasbro contracts must be bad if Celestia’s warning Twilight about it.
Sighing, Celestia draped a wing across her pupil's withers. "Little one, please. A bit of relaxation and recreation can do wonders for anypony. My sister is a prime example of this."
"She is?"
"Yes, my student.
Mule: ‘What do you think she was doing the entire time the kingdom was under attack from the Changelings?’
During her Hiatus after the Summer Sun Festival when she was freed, she has done her fair share of learning, but she has also gone to great lengths to stay. In. Shape." She punctuated her last three words by poking Twilight's belly which was, admittedly, becoming a little rounder than was entirely pleasant.
Twilight: (blushes)
Rarity: Don’t worry darling, some colts like full figured girls.
Blushing, Twilight looked at her teacher. "But, but Princess-"
"Twilight. If my sister- who had been trapped on the moon for a thousand years- can get my guards- my very well disciplined Royal Guards- to participate in
Mule: Stop!
Twilight: What’s wrong?
Mule: I just want to be prepared for this turning into a clopfic. (breaths in slowly, and out) Ok... Continue.
a childish game of snowball fighting,
Mule: Oh thank you Super Big Mac!
then you should be able to play a game of volleyball, or, at the very least, lay down on the beach and get some sun. You are rather pale."
All: She’s covered in purple fur!
Twilight's ears folded back, her head dipped down in embarrasment. "Yes, yor
Mule: Hunter from the Future!
Majesty. You're right."
Celestia smiled. "Good. Now, you'd better get going, the train to the coast is leaving soon."
"But I don't-"
Twilight: ‘know why all my sentences are getting cut off’
"Come on, Twilight! I got our bags packed already! Let's go!" Spike dashed out the front door, a small bag tied across his back.
Twilight smiled and rolled her eyes, sending books flying back to their proper places as she placed the prepared saddlebags on
Rarity: A low flame, while she added a bit of rosemary to the broth.
Mule: Delicious.
, barely fastening them over her girth.
Blushing slightly at her mentor's chuckling, she mumbled to herself, "a bit of time away from Sugarcube Corner might well be a good idea."
Twilight: It could help me capitalize that ‘a’.
Pinkie: (from TV) So, how was it?
Muleicous: Not bad, a bit short but I liked it.
Twilight: Same here. I mean sure there where a few grammar mistakes, but it’s not anything big.
Pinkie: (from TV) Good! Then you’ll love the next chapters!
All: The... next... Chapters!? AAAAAA!!!!!
*BUZZ*
All: We got break sign!
Mule: I’ll give you anything if you let me leave!
This story is very straight forward. It's written with few errors, and is entirely in character. I'm amazed.
I think Super Big Mac was sick when he wrote this. The universe doesn't explode or ANYTHING, it's incredibly normal. A little too normal. Actually, it's so normal that it's a little dull.
Anyways, originally story is here.
Enjoy!
Hey everypony, Muleicous here to... Well, say happy birthday to Super Big Mac. While he and I haven’t actually spoken, we have had many conversations in the comments of this fic, and he seems like a nice guy. And while I’m not the riffing genius that RatherHomely is, I’d like to offer up a present of my own to him. This story isn’t too bad, in fact it’s not bad at all. I kind of like it. Here’s a special riff of your story Vacation is Elation , SBM! Enjoy.
Author: So, it’s agreed then, we riff Pinkie Pie’s Tasty Testing for Super Big Mac’s birthday then we... (the sound of fingers snapping echos through the air, and suddenly everything freezes as Discord walks in).
Discord: Ah, perfect timing. (turns to the readers) Hello everpony and human on the internet! As you all know, I am the king of chaos himself, Discord. You may be wondering why I’m here; well, I’ll tell you. You see, I’m a bit... bored with the ‘normal’ riffing, so I’m going to liven things up a bit. I hope you enjoy! (snaps his fingers and the scene changes to an author with blond hair and a pair of black glasses sitting in front of a computer).
Muleicous: What the hay? Where am I? (Twilight runs in).
Twilight: Hey... You aren’t the Author... Something fishy's going on here. (a quick pop of magic, and Rarity appears next to Muleicous).
Rarity: (shaking her head) No... No... NOOOO!!!! Not again! Oh please dear Celestia no!
Pinkie: (locks the doors and windows of the room) Hey everyone! Discord told me his plan, and I love it! So let’s not dilly dally silly sally’s, on with the fic!
Muleicous: Wait, what’s going on?! (Rarity then explains everything that’s happening, which in turn makes Muleicous scream like a little girl)
*BUZZ*
All: We got story sign!
Muleicous: Help me...
Chapter One: The preperation for vacation
Mule: I hope there’s more alliteration for my reading gestation.
"C'mon, Twi! Everypony else is going!"
Twilight: ‘Even SilverSpoon?’
Rarity:Especially SilverSpoon!
Mule: I’ll just skip that party...
"No, Spike. I already told you. We can't go!
Mule: Six Flags costs way too much! Plus, there’s the whole talking pony thing that humans can’t get used to.
I've got too much to do right now to go on a 'vacation'
Twilight: Wait, is this a real vacation or just a ‘vacation’
Mule: Not sure, but as long as it’s not on the ‘Death Star’ with a ‘lazer’ I’ll go.
to some island in the middle of the Tropic Ocean." Twilight was currently up to her neck in books on different naturally occurring maladies, remedies, and temporary enhancers.
Rarity: Poor Twilight, the Poison Joke really made her paranoid.
Twilight: Hey!
Spike sighed, scuffing the ground with a small kick. "Fiiine... I guess I'll just get back to cleaning..."
Mule: And he did. The End
He looked up. Twilight wasn't paying any attention to him. Sighing again, he clambered up the stairs to write a letter.
Twilight: ‘Dear Princess Celestia, how is it that I’m still in character so far?’
*~*~*
"Well, c'mon now, Applebloom! Ah ain't gonna wait no longer, ya hear? We're leavin' soon!" Applejack sighed, stomping her forehooves in impatience.
Mule: *sniffs the air* Ah, the sweet smell of a southern accent on paper... It’s like chocolate cake.
Pinkie: (from TV) Where?!
She triple-checked her saddlebags and small toting cart. She had apples.
Rarity: My god! Call the foal free press!
A couple hooffulls of bits. A pair of sunglasses Rainbow Dash had let her borrow. Some sunscreen, in case it was a mite too hot.
Twilight: That’ll work out great, except for the matted fur.
Some towels. An extra pair of horseshoes.
Mule: The kind Pinkie used to hold her ‘special tools’.
A pair of throwin' shoes. A hoofball. A beat-up soccerball.
Rarity: Aren’t those the same thing?
Twilight: Not if it’s Equestria hoofball.
A beachball. And... "Gosh, darn'dit!
Mule: Super
Big Macintosh, Where'd mah rope go? Ah had it right here!"
All: O.O
Mule: What does she need rope for?
Rarity and Twilight: I don’t wana know.
Big Mac cantered in, his eyes half lidded as he lazily chewed on a barley stalk. "Ah believe that you used it in the southern field ta tie down that row a saplin's we planted after those brothers pulled up most our stock." He chewed on his stalk for a second. "Didja check there, yet?"
Mule: Ladies and gentlecolts, that was offically the longest sentence Big Mac has ever said! (balloons and streamers fall from the ceiling)
Applejack nickered in contempt. "Ugh, Ah guess I'll use a dif'rent rope, then. Don't got the time ta go git tha' one."
Twilight: AJ, say that last sentence again. But this time, use a language I understand.
She started trotting towards the barn, muttering "Golly, an' if tha' weren' mah fav'rite rope, either..."
*~*~*
"Ohhh, Sweetie Belle, at this rate, 'fashionably' won't be a part of our efforts, we'll just be late!"
Mule: Ooooh! Nice burn!
Rarity: Thanks? I think.
Rarity galloped around her boutique, preparing it to be ready for her week long vacation.
"Sorry, sis! I- grunt just- ugh wanted- woah!" CRAASH, THUMP, THUD. "
Mule: I think you forgot something.
... Owww..."
Rarity tsked, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth."Really, Sweetie, what am I to do with you?"
Rarity: Ask if she’s ok?
Twilight: Take her to the hospital?
Mule: Make her an Oompa Loompa?
She shook her head sadly as she lifted the various poorly packed suitcases off of her sister and onto the main floor of the shop. "Okay, these go here... This can fit in there, and these will do nicely in here..."
Mule: And the heart of Davey Jones can go in that jar of dirt!
Rarity: What?
Mule: Oh, I forgot... Ponies.
Rarity quickly unpacked and repacked all of her younger sister's things into half the number of travel bags, leaving her sister at two bags to her own three.
"Ready to go, Sweetie?"
Twilight: ‘Not yet sis! Scootaloo, Applebloom and I need to plan out how we’re going to wreck everything!’
Her sister extricated herself from the bottom step of the stairs, shooting off a small salute.
"Yeah! I can't believe Mom said I could go!"
Rarity: ‘Especially after the thing with the cows.’
Mule: Cutie Mark Crusader Milk Maids!
Rarity giggled at her sister's energy as they left the shop.
*~*~*
"Okay, squirt. I still don't understand how you got your parents to let you come with me,
Twilight: ‘And, in advance, I’m very sorry.’
but they put me in charge of you, so you'd better be ready to do whatever I tell ya to do!"
The small orange pegasus squealed in excitement. "I'll do whatever you want, Rainbow Dash!"
Mule:Between this and Applejack’s rope, I’m surprised this isn’t a clopfic yet.
The cyan mare smiled, closing her eyes as she laid back on the cloud she had brought to ground. "Good. Get me a soda. A cherry one."
Scootaloo zipped off to get the cherry soda as Dash yelled after her, "and make sure it's cold this time!"
Rarity: How’s she going to open it? She doesn’t have fingers.
Twilight: One step at a time...
"Hi, Dashie!" Rainbow Dash groaned as the most extravagantly hyper party pony to ever curse Equestria hopped up in front of her,
Mule: Dang, Scootaloo’s fast!
blocking the sun.
"Hey, Pinks. What's up?" Dash groaned. She had just invited Pinkie Pie to talk.
Twilight: Which is what the Princess did to defeat the Griffon army during the war.
Mule: Remember this, there will be a test.
"Ohh, is this a trick question? Well, there's the sky, that cloud, Princess Celestia, The sun, ooh, a leaf falling from the one of the Library's higher branches-mmf!"
Rarity: It finally happened... Pinkie Pie’s mouth imploded.
All: Thank you god!
Pinkie: (from TV) Hey!
Dash looked around, scanning the sky as the pink pony continued to babble even with the rainbow maned pegasus' hoof in her mouth. "Pinkie... Did you just say Celestia?"
Mule: She says a lot of things, do you really think Pinkie keeps track of everything she says? How dare you infer that Pinkie needs to keep track of anything! How dare you! Now good day sir... I said good day! (tries to walk out the door, but it’s still locked.)
Twilight: Nice try.
Mule: Wasn’t it though?
*~*~*
knock knock knock
Mule: Who’s there?
Rarity: This.
Mule: This who?
Rarity: This joke is horrible. (punches Mule in the face)
"Coming! I'll be there in a second!" A little bipedal form
Twilight: That little Diamond Dog?
padded up to the door of the Books and Branches Library.
"I'm sorry, but we're clo-oh,
Mule: The mating call of the green bellied pony lover... Isn’t it majestic?
Celestia!" Spike jumped back in surprise.
"Please, Spike. I ask you not to say my name in vain when I can hear it?"
Twilight: I think he was just saying it was the Princess, but ok.
The Royal Regent of the Sun chuckled at the baby dragon's flabberghasted look.
"Oh! Princess! Excuse me, come in, come in!" The purple dragon ushered the white Alicorn into the library. "... Did you get my letter?"
"Yes, Spike. And that is why I am here. I agree with you,
Mule: ‘I think Winter Wrap Up is an overrated song’ (punched by almost every brony in the community)
and I believe that Twilight would only take advice like this if it were delivered in person.
Rarity: ‘That’s why I brought Luna.’
Where will I find her?"
"She's in the annex, checking the index on insects without a thorax," Spike replied.
Twilight: Wow, I’m boring in this story.
The princess blinked, wondering how Spike could say that without at least cracking a smile.
Mule: … Was that a joke? I... I don’t get it.
Shaking her head, she went to coax her student into a vacation.
Rarity: However, this failed. Thus the fifth War of Equestria began.
*~*~*
"Where's Twilight?"
Twilight: Well, I’m either becoming an alicorn, dealing with a high Spike yelling about Big Mac, turning into a spider, or in a bad fanfic.
Rarity: Don’t forget smoking Poison Joke, darling.
Rainbow Dash sighed. First, Pinkie. Then Scoots. After that, Rarity and Sweetie Belle.
Mule:I suddenly had the urge to sing The Brady Bunch theme.
Now, it was Applejack asking, and Dash was sure that any second now, the younger Apple would parrot her older sister.
Rarity: AppleBloom want a cracker, braaak!
When it didn't come, she relaxed a little. "I. Don't. Know. Check the Library." And, just like everypony else, AJ just muttered about being late, and sat down to chat with somepony.
Mule: So they all had the mentality of ‘Screw Rainbow Dash’s idea, I’m gonna talk to somepony else.’ What dicks!
'And everypony's always sayin' that I take a long time getting ready! I mean, come on! I was the first one here, and I had to carry Scoots!'
Twilight: Oh no! Not the lightweight pegasus filly! How did you ever make it Rainbow?
Dash grumbled to herself, shifting on her cloud.
Another shadow fell across her,
Mule: Squishing Dash instantly. The End.
and she waited for the inevitable question. "Oh, um, sorry to bother you, Rainbow, but, um, I was wondering..." Oh, boy. Here it came...
Rarity: ‘Which Wonderbolt is your favorite?’
"Did... did you make sure to pack wing cream? I know it might sound a little narsacistic, but I don't want my feathers to become bleached from over exposure to the sun, and-" Dash groaned.
"Awww, dammit!" Jumping off her cloud and into the air, she took off for her house to get that one thing she'd forgotten.
Mule: Her Soarin blow up doll, for those long lonely nights. (punched by Twilight and Rarity)
Sun cream for her wings.
Fluttershy looked around at everypony else, as her body stopped twitching in fright. "... Where's Twilight?"
Rainbow: (from TV) I heard that!
RatherHomely: "I heard that, Curtis!"
*~*~*
"But, Princess-"
Twilight: ‘I don’t want read your fan fiction again. I proof read it nine times!’
"Twilight Sparkle. Please. If not for yourself, then the least you could do it for is your friends.
Rarity: ‘Every party needs a pooper after all.’
Twilight: That’s what the CMC’s are for .(high hooves and fives Rarity and Mule)
They have all expressed interest in this venture, and I do beleive that you had signed up for it as well."
Mule: Damn, Hasbro contracts must be bad if Celestia’s warning Twilight about it.
Sighing, Celestia draped a wing across her pupil's withers. "Little one, please. A bit of relaxation and recreation can do wonders for anypony. My sister is a prime example of this."
"She is?"
"Yes, my student.
Mule: ‘What do you think she was doing the entire time the kingdom was under attack from the Changelings?’
During her Hiatus after the Summer Sun Festival when she was freed, she has done her fair share of learning, but she has also gone to great lengths to stay. In. Shape." She punctuated her last three words by poking Twilight's belly which was, admittedly, becoming a little rounder than was entirely pleasant.
Twilight: (blushes)
Rarity: Don’t worry darling, some colts like full figured girls.
Blushing, Twilight looked at her teacher. "But, but Princess-"
"Twilight. If my sister- who had been trapped on the moon for a thousand years- can get my guards- my very well disciplined Royal Guards- to participate in
Mule: Stop!
Twilight: What’s wrong?
Mule: I just want to be prepared for this turning into a clopfic. (breaths in slowly, and out) Ok... Continue.
a childish game of snowball fighting,
Mule: Oh thank you Super Big Mac!
then you should be able to play a game of volleyball, or, at the very least, lay down on the beach and get some sun. You are rather pale."
All: She’s covered in purple fur!
Twilight's ears folded back, her head dipped down in embarrasment. "Yes, yor
Mule: Hunter from the Future!
Majesty. You're right."
Celestia smiled. "Good. Now, you'd better get going, the train to the coast is leaving soon."
"But I don't-"
Twilight: ‘know why all my sentences are getting cut off’
"Come on, Twilight! I got our bags packed already! Let's go!" Spike dashed out the front door, a small bag tied across his back.
Twilight smiled and rolled her eyes, sending books flying back to their proper places as she placed the prepared saddlebags on
Rarity: A low flame, while she added a bit of rosemary to the broth.
Mule: Delicious.
, barely fastening them over her girth.
Blushing slightly at her mentor's chuckling, she mumbled to herself, "a bit of time away from Sugarcube Corner might well be a good idea."
Twilight: It could help me capitalize that ‘a’.
Pinkie: (from TV) So, how was it?
Muleicous: Not bad, a bit short but I liked it.
Twilight: Same here. I mean sure there where a few grammar mistakes, but it’s not anything big.
Pinkie: (from TV) Good! Then you’ll love the next chapters!
All: The... next... Chapters!? AAAAAA!!!!!
*BUZZ*
All: We got break sign!
Mule: I’ll give you anything if you let me leave!