Pretzelparty

Presteza leapt to catch the mirror in her teeth. She manged to catch it holding it tight between her teeth as she speeded toward her evil twin only to be blasted back by a gust of wind. With a swing of pressy's brush she had conjured up a powerful gust,"No wonda ya wanted this thing back so much er magic is useless without it!" she said with a sneer. The dull grey mare strolling forward with the brush still levitating above her head in her greyish blue aura.

Pressy, the real pressy turned to rusty,"to be honest Rust I couldn't agree more... I say we stow the chatter and just kick their plots!" she said with a determined smile as she glared at her doppleganger

The dull grey mare chuckled a bit as the dark stallion was sent flying, applauding normal rusty by stomping the ground a few times,"Bravo! 'e sure sent ya fer a trip didn' 'e?" she said glancing back at the evil version of rusty. The true presteza charged the darker version of herself and then leapt at her, stomping on the ground on her landing. Before she landed however the grey mare's horn lit up a moment before she dissapeared a moment seemingly teleported to the side smirking,"Nice try, amateur." she said with a sneer the brush still levitating above her. "I said gimme that back!" she shouted to the mare.

Presteza nodded a bit and looked to rusty,"I know how ya feel, my friend Atelier gave me my favorite paintbrush ... when... I..."her eyes went wide as she relazed her bags felt slightly lighter and bucked them off of her back. Immediately the mare nosed through the bags and grit her teeth again,"The li'l ... she took Atelier's paintbrush!" she said loudly. "Ya mean this ol' piece o' junk?" said the more feminine patronizing voice beside Rusty's doppelganger, The dull grey unicorn levitated the paintbrush in the air. The original mare glared at her copy and took a step forward,"ya don' deserve ta be usin' that ... give. it. back." Presteza seemed like an almost different mare. Her normally fun loving and eager nature replaced by what seemed almost cold and calm voice as she approached her darker self. "Wot... ya want this? I guess ya want yer big brother's scarf back too, eh?" she asked condescendingly before she tugged at it and looked to her version of rusty,"I think it looks better on me don't ya think, Old timer?"

The mare tilted her head a moment at Rusty,"wot?" she said before noticing the top of her head felt cold,"u-uh-oh..."she said before going over to rusty and about to try and console him before she noticed her brother's scarf disappearing before her eyes. she stood there mouth agape before she grit her teeth and turned to the forest,"Th-that's horrible... you you..."The mare went to the side of the past and shouted at the forest,"YA BIG JERKS!" she shouted at the top of her lungs. She took a breath and yelled again at the forest, her voice echoing through the woods,"Give it back!... give it... back" she said as her voice began to drop a few tones and became a bit unsteady, remebering all the memories she had attached to that scarf and her brother... there was no way she could leave this period with out it, she just couldn't. Her head hung slightly as she spoke quietly and sadly,"Give it back..."

Presteza nodded and sighed, blushing a bit,"y-yea... sorry abou' that..." she eventually got herself back onto her hooves and brushed herself off. "Well... I think I tripped on somethin' " she smiled a bit as Rusty planted his hat on her head,"again... Sorry, I used to hear stories about the windigoes from my big brother on hearth's warming eve, stuff like how they're not really gone but just waitin' fer more hatred to feed on." She shivered as she felt the air get a bit colder.

The frightened mare continued galloping off as she heard the whinnying sound like it was getting closer, almost right behind her. The sound of rusty's galloping only served to help out the dark spirits' plans, as he neared his friend they made the sound of whinnying in her head grow louder. Pressy couldn't bring herself to look back and she kept up her gallop. Ahead on the path the thick root of one of the gnarled looking trees lifted up slightly out of the soil, but not high enough to be seen immediately. Still galloping forward and in a frenzied terror of a mindset she tripped over the root and was sent tumbling forward until she collided with the trunk of one of said trees, her view now upside down as she saw Rusty,"Ru-Rusty? Where's the Windigo? I heard it right behind me... and why're you upside down?" said the mare now flipped over.

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She nodded and galloped off with rusty giggling slightly,"I-I didn't know ya were afraid o' cats." she said still giggling before stopping hearing what sounded like a shrill whinny from behind them. This was a sound pressy had nightmares about as a filly since she heard the tale of Hearth's warming eve; the sound of the Windigoes. although to rusty he wouldn't hear anything at all as the mare began to shiver. It was still nippy out but it wasn't freezing the way the mare seemed to be she glanced behind her and galloped forward. "Rusty, run!" she said speeding by seemingly running from absolutely nothing.

The mare sniffles a bit again and tilts her head,"What's the matter, Rusty?"she trotted over and looked at the feline."It's just a cat? wot's wrong ya got an allergy too?" she said jokingly sticking her tongue out at her friend. She looked back to the cat and looks down,"you get lost little guy?"

Pressy laughed slightly nervously and sniffled,"Who woulda thought an allergy would save my life?"she said with a chucckle and wiggle of her nose, her muzzle ever so slightly red. "And thanks, Rusty... but now we got two o' those evil cloud things floating around here..."

The mare stared for a moment and that smile Rusty had seen many times before came through again as the color returned to her before flickering back off and on. the flickering between her usual yellowish tan and the corrupted dull grey grew more intense until she fell over and shivered rapidly mutteing to herself. The darker version of her putting up what seemed to be a pretty good fight inside of her. "W-would ya ... shut up.... l-lyin'" she said as the grey returned only to fade again,"No! you're the liar ya amateur! I bet ya couldn't paint a mural ta save yer life!" she said to seemingly herself as her color returned. This was quite a sight to behold, A rapidly flickering unicorn shooting off insults at herself and returning them in an almost entirely different voice. "Git outta my head!" she shouted as her horn began to shimmer in crackling black and green magic on to fizzle out a moment later. A brief pause happened before she immediately returned to her that dull grey color and she burst into guffawing laughter,"Ya, really are useless! all that talk and ya can't even expel me!" She flickered back to natural color and thought for a moment and grinned,"Naw, A normal spell is too dignified an exit fer ya!" she retorted before taking the flower from behind her ear holding it to her muzzle and taking a deep breath. She flickered back and her grey self went wide eyed before throwing the flowering to the ground and stomping it into the dirt rapidly caughing as she wiggled her muzzle,"w-wot on earth did ya-aah.... ah..." her jaw fell slack and after a moment,"Ah-Chiew!" The mare sneezed while bucking , her horn lighting up and firing off the torrent of dark magical energy which floated into a looming black cloud that just floated above the pair for a moment as if glaring at them and then darting into the woods. Pressy blushed a bit and rubbed her hoof to her nose with a sniffle,"S-sorry abou' that..."she said in a sad tone accompanied by a sniffle for different reasons.

"what do you think?! it's obviious they wanna be found... grr ugh..."The mare cringed abit almost as if something had stung her, but it was obvious nothing had. Her body shiverd and it seemed a bit of color returned to her before it was promptly shut back off. The corrupted unicorn growled at herself as her true self sought to get rid of this darkness infesting her form. Seeing as presteza's horn was still not as useful as a conduit for magic as other unicorn, this corrupted mare may not be as easily able to purge this corruption from herself as her friend did. "Now... don' ignore me..." the mare slowly walked towards rusty. her eyes hidden by the brim of her hat and locks of her mane,"Gimme one good reason I should leave A useless old wreck of a stallion like you behind!" she said as her tears began to well up again.

The sound of presteza galloping behind rusty halted as the mare stared a bit at the flower. These colors were positively beautiful, the thoughts of what kind of shades of paints she could make with this plant raced through her head,"H-hold on Rusty! Lemme get this first!" Before rusty could reply the mare lowered her head to the flower and tried to pull it out with her teeth. The second she touched it, rusty would see her pupils shrinking down a moment as her body began to shake and she fell on her side shivered,"R-rust.. he-help..." she managed to get out before all the color was drained from her. Her white, messy mane was all that remained unchanged, as for the rest of her, her coat was now a dull grey and her originally lively bright blue eyes held a cold, contemptuous gaze. Strangely enough a smile creased her lips, although this wasn't her normal cheery smile but a derisive smirk as she puled herself up. "Huh... no wonder ya lost your friend, your so bloody slow I could probably just get those herbs before ya and get home myself." The mare's eyes were tembling slightly and she began to tear up. "It's your fault anyway we're stuck here ya amateur! Its only fair you get stuck here! ya worthless excuse for an inventor! by celestia you barely should call yerself an inventor... maybe a tinker or at best a low rent mechanic with dull creative streak."

"Right!"she said eagerly trotting behind the stallion, looking out anywhere for those plants.

"I-it was righ' there..." the mare said in disbelief. Soon her bewildered expression was replaced by one of surprise as the sound of laughter came from the wood, the laughter belonging to that cloud from before. "Rusty... I think we should try and hurry... I think the windigos aren't the only thing we have to worry about..."

Pressy hugged the stallion quickly before he could finish speaking. After a few seconds she let go with a slightly embarrassed cough,"I'm so glad yer okay, rusty... and uh follow me and I'll show ya." she trotted off and brought her friend to show him the cockatrice...but there was nothing there. "but... the cockatrice... it was right there...." she said disjointedly as she stared at the spot she'd left the monstrous statue.

for own OC presteza I'd say... for fighting for any sad moments or if she ever gave up on her dreamsfor casual... I can't find a good casual theme for her yet

"R-rusty!" she shouted, and glared at the cockatrice a moment careful not to meet it's gaze before galloping forward and getting the mirror from her bag. The creature set on her with enough speed to easily catch up with her. Pressy took a deep breath and closed her eyes before turning towards the creature, the mirror clenched in her teeth, leaving the monster staring into it's own visage. The creature mesmerized by it's own gaze the mare held the mirror still until the creature was entirely covered. giving a moment she picked the mirror back up and galloped back to where rusty last was.

"Cockawha?" she asked as the stallion speeded by her, bringing up a gust of wind despite her better judgement she took a glimpse at the creature, meeting it's gaze a moment but tearing herself away. Strangely enough she began to notice her hooves felt heavy... and her hoofsteps were a bit louder than usual, looking down a sec she noticed the ends of her hooves had been turned to stone! "uh Rusty we kinda got... er nevermind it can wait for now until we get away from that thing..."

The mare continued to trot along, still facing away from rusty. Midway through his speech Rusty would've heard a bit of a sniffle come from the mare, should he have close the distance he would've seen she was still choking back tears. Once Rusty's speech was finished the young mare stopped in her tracks before turning around and looking to the inventor with a bit of a forced laugh,"I-I bet ya thought I was cryin' weren't ya... well I totally got ya!" she said with the usual chipper sound returning to her voice. It was pretty obvious she was lying about pretending to cry but her pride was showing itself again and she thought those were the best words. She smiles a bit brighter upon the last bit from Rusty,"Y-yea! That cloud thingy better watch out cause we'll kick it's plot six way from sunday!"

Presteza stared as that cloud loomed over them. The young mare felt almost like her body was weighed down by the cloud of malevolence's presence near her, the feeling dissipating as it darted into the woods. The Unicorn trotted looked over him so see if he was alright,"a-are ya back ta normal?" she asked, her voice somewhat shaky as she spoke. While Rusty had gone back to normal and expelled the presence from him, the painful words of his darker self were still fresh in Presteza's mind. "Incompetent" ,"stupid" these were words she'd heard quite a few times before in her magic school. Her eyes were still a bit sad looking, partially glued to the ground before she turned away,"ready to go?"

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The insults were indeed getting to her, her brow furrowing a bit but she heard his explanation and was willing to wait until it wore off. backing up a bit from the plant she turned to talk to him,"Look, rusty y-youu just picked up this jus--" then came the horn insult. She simply stood there, her eyes wide with shock. She took a step back shaking slightly as she felt she could start crying, already she felt herself well up a bit. She swallowed that feeling and glared at rusty,"Oh yea?! w-well yer the loser who got 'is best friend erased from history. I never had to help you you know!" she yelled at the top of her lungs prressing her hoof with a bit of force into the stallion's muzzle. Even as she was trying desperately to be angry it was still obvious the yellowish-tan unicorn was geartly hurt by Rusty's insult, as evidenced by the visible tearing up she was going through looking like this feeling of anger could easily just melt away to reveal a mare reminded of those days when she thought she truly was useless.

Presteza blinked a few times and took a step forward,"R-rusty it's me, remember? Pressy?" she asked taking another step toward her discolored friends. What was wrong with him? the stallion was definately acting odd,"N-no, I still think yer a genuis, mate! don'cha remember, you sent out fliers asking for an assistant." she asked taking another few steps towards her friend. The sound of movement and what almost seemed like whispering were coming from the bushes,"C'mon, Rusty I think we should get outta 'ere..." she attempted to grab the herb in her teeth as well.