Bramble Rose

Doctor Whooves grinned to himself as the griffin tipped back her drink and then followed along after him. He always could tell a pony ... or griffin, apparently ... who was looking for adventure. Who would follow a stranger into weirdness. They always had that look in their eyes, a look he imagined he could see whenever he peered into a mirror. Her question stopped him as if he'd been pulled back by a leash, the pony leaning backwards as if forcibly restraining the boundless energy that the drinks and food had restored to full. "Ah!" he cried, "That's right! You don't know me yet! See, there's this *thing* I do." He paused, his eyes blazing eagerly, his eyebrows waggling in an exaggerated manner, pressing up to look Irontooth in the eyes. "This very, very fun *thing* that I do! And this thing I do is that I don't exactly know where I'm going, I just tend to *get* there, as soon as I figure it out! That's the fun part!" He turned and started to hurry out the door, but then forcibly restrained himself again, swaying forward, then turning around and looking back into the griffin's eyes from only a few inches away, a wild and infectious manic glee on his face. "Ah, right, I'm the Doctor, by the way. Doctor Whooves. And what's your name?"

Sweetie Belle puffed up proudly at the question. "Oh, I know what my cutie mark is going to be!" she said eagerly, always happy to share just what she *knew* was gonna happen, someday! "My cutie mark is going to show that I'm going to be a big, famous fashion designer like my big sister Rarity! I'm going to make beautiful dresses and outfits and costumes, and we're going to have a shop together in Canterlot, and we're both going to marry princes, and live happily ever after!" She lowered her head. "Though ... I guess we also are pretty good at comedy, too. We won a prize for comedy not too long ago! No cutie marks for comedy yet, though. Or for being a fashion designer... but that just means I need to find the right *way* to be a fashion designer!" She thought for a moment. "I can't think of anything else I'm really good at..."

Bramble Rose walked through town, flushing, as he kept seeing *himself* on the fliers all over. Why, oh why hadn't he put together the dots that standing in the studio getting his picture taken wasn't going to be the end of it? The pink blush was semi-permanantly burned into his cheeks by the time he got to the cafe for a nice early breakfast. Just in time to see Glitzen putting another flier up, his saddlebags mostly depleted by this point in time. The jumpy unicorn, already feeling jittery about *everyone* seeing him all dressed up and fancy in all those outfits, groaned softly at seeing yet another flier being put up. Oh, pony apples ... but ... he already had the bits pocketed. What could he do but bear it? "H-hi, Glitzen!" he said. "I see you've been busy this morning! Must have been up before Celestia to get all these fliers up all over!" He glanced worriedly at the fliers. "oh, geez... I hadn't really... *realized* how they'd be *everywhere*!" He wasn't even sure he'd be able to eat, the way the butterflies were fluttering about, but he had a long day ahead of him. "So, you about to have some breakfast? We could share a table."

Bramble Rose trotted along in the harness of the little cart happily. "Oh, they sure are! They're very friendly around here!" he replied to his sister. He blushed as he noticed a flier while they were walking past, for the local clothiers, showing himself wearing a fancy tux. "I've gotten a few odd jobs here and there along with the flower job," he says quickly, hoping that she doesn't notice. It just hadn't clicked with him that these would end up *everywhere* in town... "And made lots of friends. Someone's having me come try out to be a backup singer in their band... can you imagine me, up on stage? And Pinkie there was *going* to try to get me a job at the candy store, all cheerful-like, till Lily came along." He turned his head towards Sir Knightly. "She's wonderful. Had a bit of a hard life, but it's just made her appreciate kindness all the more. She's always been nothing but a sweetheart to me, too, ever since we were little. My sire used to bring me along whenever he went on one of his business trips, so we could stop off and visit with that side of the family." Bramble turned his head back to Pinkie. It just showed how new he was to this town that he had to ask, "Oh, you sing and dance? I'd love to see that sometime!"

Doctor Whooves sipped some more at his banana daiquiri before stuffing down as many peanuts as he could fit in his mouth. It was a little bit before he could respond, and by then, the barkeep had already gotten distracted. He glanced at the fallen prospector only long enough to determine that it was dehydration the pony was suffering from, and not something *interesting*. He leaned over to the griffin sitting next to him, gave a lil' grin and a wink. "Now don't tell anyone, but I did see some flying cacti. Got the sore rump to prove it, too. But don't let on, they'll think I'm crazy." He took another sip of his drink, eyed her. "But what I want to know is ... what are *you* doing here? Not living here, I'm sure, not with that look to you ... hold yourself like an airman. Or airwoman. Silly term, really." He eyed Irontooth thoughtfully. "But not for a while, I would think... look a bit thin. Just out of the hospital? Wings are all right, but that is one *beaut* of a limb." He leaned closer, unthinking of personal space as he tapped his front hoof at her artificial leg with an appreciative and discerning eye. "Gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous. What craftsmanship! Certainly not local manufacture. And it'd get a bit jammed in the dust storms round here... and yet here you are, all the same." He sat upright again, after that rapid-fire series of statements, and tossed back the rest of his banana daiquiri. "So," he said, "Time's a wastin'. Flying Cacti to find and stop. If they're not here, then they must be drawn to something *else* ..." he drained the second glass of water in a long, single draw, let out a satisfied 'ahhhh', and then turned back to the door, dropping another couple bits on the bar as a tip. He stopped and looked back over his shoulder at the griffin. "Well, you coming or not?" he asked impatiently.

like i said, wasnt Celestia's fault (nor was it Luna's) Celestia just chose what (to me at least) was the best option to evade an Armageddon (no daylight -> no photosynthesis -> EVERYTHING DIES) i mean, it was probably that, waiting for the Elements of Light to fully awaken with the girls (or whenever) or actually killing/banishing Nightmare Moon forever and Luna with her. Ponies do not live that long! Why did it take so long for the Elements of Harmony to regather? Because it wasn't enough to wait for six Elements of Harmony to be ready ... she also had to wait for the stars to align. And that's the problem with epic-level banishments - you can't really give a pardon. they're enforced by powers beyond your control. And thus why we think of parties as the 'night life'

I really, really enjoyed this episode. The first five minutes, to me, held all the best stuff. Classy Alice in Wonderland reference. Angel Bunny being dominant. Fluttershy being flighty. Rainbow Dash ... oh my gosh, Rainbow Dash. Questioning the guards. Making faces at the guards. Getting bored. BRILLIANT. Poor Rarity. Poor Applejack. Poor everyone freaking out over Celestia being there. Which... I don't get what everyone doesn't get about that. Imagine, for just a moment, that suddenly, the Queen of England, the president of the United States, and your favorite author/actor/sports hero all were going to have dinner at your house, all of a sudden. You KNOW you would freak out and worry about every tiny detail. Of course Equestria is an absolute monarchy. Princess Celestia rules it. I don't get theocracy. o.O They haven't ever mentioned any god or religion for the kingdom, how could it be a theocracy? And if this is the whole 'Celestia is God' thing... BLECH. First off, that's not a theocracy, that'd be a deiocracy, perhaps. And that's only *if* you consider Celestia to be a god, which I find a bit ridiculous. That'd be like folks in Tolkien considering elves or Aragorn to be gods... or Sauron to be a god... the ponies are all guardians of the natural order of things. Celestia's just the top tier of the same thing that all the rest of the ponies do. Celestia the prankster, with that cup of tea. That just... that makes her all the more *real* to me. Giving her a sense of humor about the whole situation. Pinkie Pie doesn't care who's there. She's just gonna be Pinkie Pie. And again, poor Applejack. Rarity's exit. Just... a whole lot of awesome there. the rest of the episode was rather standard fare, but with all sorts of cuteness tossed in here and there. "whatcha guys doin? You racin? I wanna race too! 123go!" The look on fluttershy's face with the ashes. Yeah, absolutely. Ultimately, a good character episode. Just a lot of fun, with the established characters.

Bramble Rose looked helplessly around at everyone. He weakly shook Cinnamon's hoof, rolling his eyes skyward and giving a sigh. He gave a little shake to his head, and looked over to his cousin. "Pretty much, every pony in this town is crazy." He mused over that statement for a moment. "And I should probably include myself in that comment as well. But. Everyone's welcome to come along, but we're going to go get food, and something to drink." He smiled to Sir Knightly. "And me and my cuz are used to being lonely - strange new friends are never a bad thing with us. Now let's go. Too hot out here." He ducked his head and wriggled into the harness of his cart again. "This way!" he said happily, leading onwards to the cafe.

Doctor Whooves smiled to Martini gratefully. He stuck a straw into the glass of water and, in one long, thirsty draw, drank the whole thing down. Then transferred the straw to the Banana Daiquiri and sipped from that as well. He let loose the straw and settled back. "Ahhhh... that's a wonderful daiquiri, thank you very much!" he said happily. He took a big mouthful of peanuts, chewed and swallowed rapidly, and let out a contented sigh. Then he leaned forward over the bar. "So, anyway... I just needed to ask..." He glanced around surreptitiously, as if worried they'd be overheard, then quietly said, "You haven't happened to have seen anything... *weird* around here, have you? Like... weird weird? Unbelievable weird? Like, for instance, just pulling some random weird thing out of weird air... flying cactusses? or cacti. Whatever. That fly."

The lowest sub-basements of the castle were ancient, dating back for thousands of years. Some areas of the dark, stone-lined corridors were wet, slimy, full of all the growing things that shun the light - other parts were dry, dusty, with stale air and way too many spider webs. Either way, most of them were unexplored in the last few centuries, only the few scant corridors that the guards still patrolled kept clear. Sometimes, the patrol was assigned as a punishment - but normally the assignment of lower-level patrol was simply doled out fairly, everyone taking their turn. At least, this was the theory. In reality, the nightly barracks card games had the lower-level patrol as one of the most hotly contested stakes, winners getting to pawn the miserable task off onto the losers. So today, the two guards wandering the halls were not happy about it. The two unicorns had white coats and blue manes, and their cutie marks were hidden by their ceremonial armor. "I can't believe it. I would have sworn he would have a six!" one was complaining. "I can't believe I'm stuck down here again! I've had this job four times over the past two weeks!" The other pony sighed softly. He was all for just enduring this stoically, perhaps discussing the latest hoofball game, but the first pony just wouldn't stop going on about how unfair it all was. "And you know it's not good for our health!" the first pony went on. "All this stale air and mold... lots of ponies who take this assignment are getting sick! You know Silver Standard? He had this patrol yesterday, and he never showed up for work this morning!" The other pony sighed again, plodding along like they always did, blocking out the noise as the other pony kept going on, and on, and on, and on. He glanced down a side hallway without thinking about it, kept walking, then paused, one hoof lifted. "Wait," he said. "Was that a light back there?" "And then she said, Oatmeal, are you crazy? ... What? Light? Where?" The first guard backtracked and looked. "Hey, it is!" The two guards trotted down the hall to investigate, where a soft, flickering light was shifting from blue, to green, to pink, and so on. They peered around the corner, the glow of the light coloring their white coats. "Well," said the second pony, "I've never seen the like. What on earth is that?" "Dunno... give it a prod!" said the first. The second unicorn sighed, and his horn glowed as he telekinetically prodded the strange thing. Both the guards' eyes widened... "Wh... what?" asked the first. "Quick, hold them back!" cried the second. Both unicorns' horns glowed, as they tried to keep back the skittering, whisper-quiet sound of hundreds of creatures. Blasts of magic shot forward to splash into the oncoming glow to no apparent help. There was a terrible, horrible pair of screams. There was a terrible, horrible silence. ooooo ooooo ooooo ooooo ooooo The rule of Princess Celestia was a good and benevolant rule, and graced with peace and harmony. Crime was down, happiness was up, and the law was applied rather casually, because few ponies really meant any harm. Even as such, though, there was a few things you just didn't do in Equestria. Breaking into the palace was probably one of them. Not that Doctor Whooves really considered this fact all that much, as he closed the no-longer-quite-so-locked rear entrance to the gardens behind him and peered around. Rather, he was just too fascinated with his search at hoof. he trotted swiftly and uninterestedly through the gorgeous garden, the most beautiful in all of Equestria, with barely a second glance. The tan earth pony with the dark brown, slicked back mane and the hourglass cutiemark only stopped once to look up at a statue of some past notable who had been of service to the kingdom. "Nose is too big," he mused, then kept on towards the palace. He slipped in through the kitchens, his head down, peering at grates, and at drains, as if they were far more interesting than any of the glamor and glitz surrounding him. He wandered out into the hallway, following along, peering down at the floor with intense interest. He paused at a grate in a corner, and let out a satisfied *ahhhhh* He leaned down to it, and examined a cobweb at one corner of the grate. "And what are you?" he asked himself thoughtfully. The brown pony stuck out his tongue and gave the web a little lick, then lifted his head, clucking his tongue in his mouth as he tasted it. "Oh, yes, yes. There you are. Found you!"

Hi, Strawberry! ** So nice to see you here! *hugs happily*

Bramble Rose looked up, startled. "Oh, no!" he said, quickly. "No, you're not making me nervous!" that wasn't entirely true, but Bramble certainly had a small problem with stage fright. "Please, please stay!" He didn't want her to leave just because he was being an idiot. "You'd really be interested in me as a backup singer?" His heart thudded quickly in his chest with nervousness. Sing in front of people? He'd fall on his face. He always fell on his face. But ... "I could ... at least practice with you, see how practice goes?" he offered. He reached the end of the garden, and turned around... his hooves hit the ground, and a final wave of green spread, vibrant, across the garden, taking all the plants he'd revitalized and giving them an extra-special final touch. With a grin, he clicked off the radio and slipped it back into his saddlebags.

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Bramble smiled tentatively to Djemba. She seemed nice enough ... he'd have to assume she wasn't actually making fun of him. He hoped. "You're being too nice," he said modestly, "I just like singing along with the radio, is all ... I'm nothing special." Then he cleared his throat, puffed up his chest. "Uh ... not that I haven't been in a band before. I was in a band in high school. Best band in the school!" If you glossed over the fact that he'd been a backup singer in the band for a whole five minutes, just long enough for the lead guitarist to hit on him ... and find out he *wasn't* a filly ... oog. That had started the most miserable two weeks of high school... "But yeah, um ... everyone says you're supposed to sing to your flowers, so it just seemed natural! I'll just ... finish up the garden here, and then we can move onto taking care of your box!" He put a little spring into his step as he trotted over to the radio, and started looking for a new song, the "Come on Rail Lean" having finished up. o/~ o/~ o/~ o/~ You and I, gonna misbehave Buy a couple of apples with the bits that we've saved Settle down in the fields at dawn For a tasty meal after a morning run On the blanket, ants in the pie But doesn't matter to you and I Looking at the summer sky Ninety-nine red pegasi go by o/~ o/~ o/~ o/~ Again, he sits to listen for a little... then starts to sing along, the garden resuming its dance of color and life, though a little less smoothly than when Djemba had come in, the little stallion feeling nervous now that he's being watched.

Sweetie Belle smiled happily to Willow Wisp. "Oh, well, we'll be sure to play nice! We're planning on making cookies today... then eating cookies... oh, there's so many things to try! But I already know what my cutie mark is going to involve, even though I'm trying all this other stuff! I'm gonna get a cutie mark to do with fashion and being a lady, so I can help my Big Sister Rarity in her botique!"

Bramble Rose: Becomes Blossom Rose, a filly. Thanks to Dark Core, he always carries around bottles of bubble bath *just in case* Dr. Whooves: Becomes forgetful, nearly amnesiac, his head feeling full of fluff Sweetie Belle: Can't stop singing everything she tries to say!

Much better! XD I love it! not the exact art style of the show, but it has the anatomy fitted much better, and gives the *feel* of the show! Definitely makes it your own.

Oh, absoLUTEly!

Updated to no longer be a time-traveling time-pony!

Bramble Rose stands there bashfully as she helps wipe the mud off, a pink flush spreading over his cheeks as the pretty filly complemented him. "Well, thanks. It's just... y'know. Something I love. It's easy to do something better, when you love to do it." He gives a little hesitant grin. "I could always help you with that little planter..." He pauses, thoughtfully. "though I guess Lily would want me to charge for it..." he says as an afterthought - it was hard to think of *charging* people for doing what he loved to do so much! Especially pretty fillies like this one! He shook his head, gave a shrug. "not much, of course, for just a windowsill. A bit or two." He smiled to her, looking her over properly, as he got over his bashfulness. Like most fillies, she was just a bit bigger than he was. He noticed, then, her drumsticks, and her cutie mark. "So, um... I take it you like music a lot?"

Bramble's lovely voice cut off with a startled *squeak!* as the sudden voice told him that someone was actually *watching* him! Two flowers right next to him exploded, sending soft pink petals floating down around his delicate form. His front half tried to turn and look at who was listening to him sing, while his back half kept trying to walk forward, ending up with him face-down in the mud. He was quickly up on his feet once more, wiping the mud away with one hoof, his eyes just a bit wide as he gave a nervous grin. "Ah-heh... oh! Hhhhello!" he piped up nervously, his normally purple cheeks bright pink with embarrassment. "Ah... th-thank you! Yeah, I ... I prefer ... gardening to music! You know, gotta sing to your flowers to help them grow!" He looked back to the plant that had lost two lovely blossoms and lowered his head, his horn touching the petal-less centers that were still attached. New petals budded and grew, uncurling as the fresh, new flowers displayed themselves with vibrant color and life. "Ah... I'm new in town! Hi! My name is Bramble Rose!"

Bramble Rose, newly employed to Lily, was off on his first big job. A pony in town had a garden he wanted brightened up - seems they had a brown hoof, and wanted a professional in to take care of the garden. Bramble knew he could handle the job, but was glad he got to take care of it by himself. He always got so clumsy when people were watching him... The garden itself was behind a low wall of bushes, up behind the house. The flowers looked wilted and saggy, the bushes ragged, and the dirt they were planted in was muddy to the point of having puddles in the mud. Bramble sighed - so many people were so scared of underwatering their garden that they overwatered it, drowning the poor plants. Well, no worry - he could help them. Bramble trotted over to one corner of the garden, the small, delicate purple unicorn eager to start work. He lowered his head, his horn glowing a soft green. His saddlebag opened up, and a big radio with a round top floated out, glowing the same green as his horn. It settled onto a windowsill, and then the glowing receded down to just the big knob on the front. The radio clicked on, and Bramble started cycling through the channels, seeking some music he could work to. Familiar music came through the speakers, and Bramble grinned. One of his favorite songs! He backed off to the center of the garden, tossed his long, sleek white mane as he felt out the living energies flowing through the garden. Then he started to dance with the music, just a slow little prance at first, but then a faster beat with his hooves clip-clopping through the soft garden, as the music picked up. And because he couldn't let music go on its own, his delicate voice lifted up, quiet at first, but growing stronger as he lost his self-consciousness in the music. o/~ Poor old Sunny Ray... whinnied sad upon the radio, moved a million hearts in mono! Our dams, they cried ... sang along, who'd blame them now you're grown, so grown, now I must say more than every go tooooo raaaa looo raaa tooo raaa looo rye aye! And we can sing just like our sires! o/~ As he danced, his horn glowed, the glow throbbing to the beat of the music, and the garden around him changed with his passing. The earth dried up, the plants straightened up, as if listening. And as the music swelled, each drum beat was matched with the unicorn striking the ground with his hoof, and another flower *bursting* with renewed color and life, the brown edges disappearing, the blooms growing bigger than ever. The entire garden thrilled with motion, silently matching the music with its dance of color and life.

The small group of ponies approaching the Everfree Forest was a strange sight. Just for starters, any group of ponies approaching the Everfree Forest would be a strange sight. The unnatural woods, its animals, plants, and weather independent of any pony magic whatsoever, was someplace most ponies chose to avoid. Then there was the makeup of the group. A tied-up pegasus, a polar bear, a Peryton, a pristinely clean and sleek filly, a horribly sweating filly, and a squeaky colt, all of them acting stranegly, most of them piled up into an ice-cream cart, which was being pulled along by the smallest one amongst all of them - a tiny purple unicorn filly, 'helped along' with little nudges by the polar bear taking up the rear. "Right," said Bramble Rose determinedly, the little unicorn looking up at the intimidating forest. "I've never actually BEEN here before, but I'm told the plants I need are in there somewhere... they grow close to the poison joke patchs, and have grown a natural immunity. Anyone familiar with this forest?"

* Skye shudders! Oh, it's not that bad... just gotta be careful... stick together while we look for the right plants? * MudBuggy follows after. "well... I guess as long as I got snow here..." Sherb nods at the polar bear, who nods in return and straps onto the cart. "hey you, the one with the funny voice! you wanna hitch a ride in my cart?" * Robikku-Pegasus immediately finds himself up in the air...which wouldn't surprise him normally, but however this time he was unable to see his flightpath since he was heading in the opposite direction to where he was facing...colliding with a heap of trashcans behind him and flying into a signpost nailed into a wall, dazing him considerably for a moment! HuH Oh *whispers* yeah sure heh... OK, you guys get ready... I'm just gonna stop off at the shops and grab a couple supplies there, first, so that once I'm ready, I can just whip it up... So I jUsT hOp In? *walks over to the cart* * BrambleRose *winces* as he watches Robikku crash... "Whoah, careful there!" * MudBuggy shifts eagerly. * Robikku-Pegasus looks at Bramble rose - right now, it appeared there were two of him...but he shook it off and tried getting to his feet...only to immediately get launched into the hedges growing nearby behind him! * BrambleRose makes her way over to one of the shops, stepping inside for a few minutes. She comes out soon, with a shopping bag in her teeth, prancing back to the cart. She looks like she's cleaned herself up a bit from the mud and blue goo that had been on her, all shiny and purple again. The soaked filly nods. "yup, there's plenty of room in here! I just hope you don't mind getting sticky though..." Heh, nO pRoBlEm, *whispers* you should see some of the parties I've hosted, way stickier *hops in the cart* * BrambleRose tucks the shopping bag away into the cart... then prances over to Robikku ... "Do you need a bit of help there?" she asks... *shivers* Oof, I think I sat in the Rocky Rhode * Robikku-Pegasus reaches a hoof out, groaning as he tried shaking the stars from his vision. He could hear Bramble speak, but Dang if he knew what was being said...given that his ears were full of leaves and his head was full of Pain and stars! Yeah, there's gonna be a lot of that going on. * BrambleRose tucks her head down under Robikku's shoulder and helps him to his feet.. "Careful now," she says tenderly. "Don't try to fly... just lean on me... we'll get you to the cart..." Looking good thus far, but his mark might be a bit too 'technical' for Ponyville...but if you maybe steampunked it up a bit.. * Sherbet giggles lightly and lifts her wet mane. "I told you it was sticky in here... that joke made me all warm, and I't causing all the ice cream to melt... not that it matters since it's all ruined now... say, I never got your name, squeaky..." * Robikku-Pegasus snorts slightly as he hears Brambles words. " easy for you to...Ouch...say - danged plants have... " He strains to keep his struggling-to-flap wings under control. " Well, they've got me stuck in reverse gear! " *chuckles* DuBsTeP *coughs and whispers* daggone Poison Joke does this every time... * MudBuggy waits for the cure a little impatiently. * BrambleRose hrms.. she noses into her bags and pulls out a seed, pressing it into the ground under her hoof. Her horn glows a soft green color, and the ground under her hoof glows that same green, before a vine sprouts from there. She moves her hoof away as the vine grows up, twining round Robikku's leg to get up to his body, where it ties his twitching wings into place for him. Then Bramble Rose bites off the vine at the hip, so that he can walk. "Is that better?" she asks. * Sherbet smiles. "nice to meet you Dubstep! my name's Sherbet." she turns to the other ponies, her mane flinging sweat at anybody nearby. "so, is everypony ready?" *gets splashed a little* ready heh * Robikku-Pegasus nods his head and gives a small wink of approval. " Woo, thanks for puttin' on the brakes for me - really appreciated, I don't really like the idea of hurtling at speeds in directions I can't see. " * BrambleRose leads RObikku back to the cart, then smiles to Sherbet as the little delicate purple unicorn moves into place under Sherbet's harness. "I'll pull for you!" she chirps helpfully. *puts on some traveling music* * Sherbet nods to bramble. "well, ok! if you ever need help, Snowflake will be here!" she turns around once more, looking up at the polar bear grabbing onto the back of the cart. * BrambleRose shakes her head. "Oh, no, I'll be fine. I'm glad to help a nice filly like yourself!" She lowers her head and pulls forward, straining, her hooves dragging little furrows into the dirt as she vainly tries to prove she's a bit strong gentlecolt... But the cart goes nowhere... * Robikku-Pegasus glances at the polar bear and blinks. " Well hey - I can see you're having troubles yourself, Big guy...This joke is definately poison, that's for sure! " DoN't oVeR dO yOuRsElF bLosS...I mEaN bRaMbLe! * BrambleRose *nnnnghs*, hooves digging into the ground.. "Nono, I'm fine," she grunts. "It's just a little stuck..." *watching from in the woods, just out of sight, snickering* * Robikku-Pegasus grunts as his wings strain against the constraining vines...ugh, this was just embarrassing. Whoever had done this was definately going to receive a tad more than a strongly worded note when he caught up to 'em! Snow gives robi a glare. he doesn't seem pleased with his current size. seeing that bramble is having trouble with the cart, he uses a single claw to push it, probably a bit fast for the pulling pony. *to self still out of sight* Hmm, note to self, avoid the bear... * BrambleRose *squeeks* and scrambles forward, nearly falling on her face! She quickly straightens herself up, chest forward, head up, prancing proudly as she 'pulls' the wagon, totally unaware that the giant polar bear is pushing it along. "See!" she chirps happily, "I've got it!" *chuckles* You go Brambette! * BrambleRose 's face turns red. "I'm not Brambette!" *whistles innocently* * Robikku-Pegasus frowns and shakes his head with a soft sigh. " Some days...some days just aren't worth gettin' out of the front door, I swear! " He mutters, sitting back down and muttering quietly to himself. "off we go then!" sherb smiles, watching how snowflake gently pushed the cart as bramble 'pulled'.

*runs by splashing Muddy and Dub with a poison joke extract filled balloon* * BrambleRose *jumps* in surprise! *whews at it not being him* *shakes accidentally spraying some on Bramble and Sherbet* Dub *quietly* ahh man not again... * BrambleRose *acks!* as she gets sprayed! "Duuuuub! We just *used* the last of the cure!" *in a whisper* Sorry my bad This is the third time this morning! *whispering* that punk DC has a smackin comin his way... * Sherbet eeps and tries to shake the extract off "oh no!" Snowflake, who was clinging on mud's back, also got splashed with the extract. he lets out a light whine. * Robikku-Pegasus stops in his tracks to watch the group - it seemed like quite the busy times going on...although he could overhear the occasional use of the words Smooshed, Poison and joke...and simply decided to observe them briefly and see what was going on. *checks his pack* AwW mAn, I uSeD mY lAsT tAbLeT *facehoofs* *covers his mouth* Ahoo! *coughs then goes back to a whisper* * Sherbet starts sweating once more. "nononono! I don't wanna melt again!" meanwhile, Snowflake began to grow into a full size bear right on top of mud! * MudBuggy blinks and looks at the extract, not sure what it's done. * Skye peeks outside the Bathhouse! wHaT a DaY...GaCk I nEeD tO sToP tAlKiNg! *covers mouth* * Robikku-Pegasus facehoofs - he'd heard about the poison joke extract before...although never in person. It certainly seemed some pretty potent stuff...and he regretted to himself that he hadn't bothered to get any cure for his own personal safety. Definately something to make a mental note of...especially if it was capable of wreaking this kind of chaos! 'I can't see what happened to me! What happened!?' *runs by again splatting Robi with a balloon of extract and running off* * MudBuggy finally with a squeak she bucks Snowflake off and moves to her mud puddle, noticing how shiny her fur is. * BrambleRose noses at MudBuggy... "You look fine... heck, you're all clean and neat... though my flower slid off..." Maybe you're immune? Uhh...*throws mud at Muddy and watches it slid off clean* I think that IS the effect... * MudBuggy eyes widen ever so noticably, one eye twitching. Ugh I hate having to whisper *facehoofs* * Robikku-Pegasus approaches the group with a small snicker - oh man, this was amusing. " ...Looks like things are getting a little crazy around here, eh? " Snowflake grunts as he's suddenly thrown off muddy, landing on the ground next to Sherb, who now seems to be drenched. she lifts her mane with her hoof, revealing her brightly blushing face. "ooh, when I get my hooves on that creep..." * MudBuggy lets out a loud yell of anger and shock. * BrambleRose *eeps!* "What's wrong?!" *waves at Robi and whispers* Yeah, been a wild day... 'Fixit!Fixitfixitfixit!!! I WANT TO BE MUDDY AGAIN!!!!' 'I'M CLEEEEEEEEAN.' Muddy, calm * BrambleRose *squeaks* and shrinks back from MudBug's panic, her eyes wide and her pupils dialated... " I can tell! " the pegasus said, glancing over the group - especially at the manic-looking pony screaming about being clean. " Although it seems like some of you were there at the start, crazy-wise. I'm guessing this is good ol' PJ-juju at work, eh? " *still quiet* Yeah, our resident "Villain" decided to dose us, and the spa is out of cure... From the previous two dosings today... * MudBuggy hyperventilates as she tries to muddy herself. MuDdY dEeP bReAtHs! Dub *coughs and goes quiet* dagnabbit.... " Oh, that's just...super! " he said, sitting on his hind legs and giving a small nod. " I can see that being a pain - I hear that's not exactly something easy to get from here...the cure, that is. Looks like you're gonna have to find some somehow! " *runs by and pours some extract on Robi and runs off* * BrambleRose puts a tentative hoof on Muddy's shoulder. "I ... I know the cure! Please settle down!" She gets mud splashed up on her from Muddy's flailing... * MudBuggy breaths deeply but whimpers as looks at her mud puddle fondly. I just need to gather some ingredients from the Everfree Forest... * Sherbet begins to pant heavily. "gah! it's so HOT!" she immediately jumps into her cart. strange sloshing noises would be heard before sherb's head pops out, her body coated in ice cream. "the everfree forest? but it's dangerous in there!" Snowflake whines softly, scratching at the cart. he obviously want to back inside, but can't due to his size. ugh Everfree....I should probably stick here, I get lost going from the the cake shop to the library... 'I'd track over an Ursa Major's MOUTH to get muddy again!'