Twilight visit grim worlds 9 'Cutie Re-Mark' Part4Twilight visit grim worlds 9 'Cutie Re-Mark' Part4 by alexwarlorn
(Was that REALLY a second Element of Magic? Or a restored Element of Trust?)
Meanwhile in Manehatten, Orangejack was attending a concert by her foalhood friend Countess.
Entertainers like Trixie, Countess, and Sapphire were given rather large free reign, since they kept the population happy and amused, and a happy population was less likely to rebel on you.
Trixie had actually had the gal to ask the Nightmare Queen to be her apprentice. Nightmare Moon had laughed in her face. Trixie had broken down in tears. "But, but you're everything I'ever wanted to be! Every pony ignored you, they ignored your brilliance, your greatness, they treated you like nothing, while some pony else got all the attention. I... I thought we were kindred spirits."
"Difference is little Lulamoon on a midsummer night? I ACTUALLY HAVE brilliance, I actually HAVE greatness... " Nightmare Moon had then magically struck her across the face. "Stick to keeping the empty-headed masses appeased wit
Cutie Mark Crusaders' Journal of the unexplained 8Cutie Mark Crusaders' Journal of the unexplained 8 by alexwarlorn
MtangaLion (with edits)
Apple Bloom was the first one to get it... the familiar names... Star Hopper's strange features. "Yer... you're from Paradise Estate!?" A second shock hit the filly. "We found *another* pony from the past? Miss Twilight's gonna flip!"
Scootaloo gasped. "You can't go scooting around in that thing! Fate really, really doesn't like time machines."
"WHAT time machine? Those are mostly illegal," said Star Hopper, "It's for SPACE travel. And WHAT is Paradise Estate? Never heard of it, I'm from Dream Castle, where did you think I was from, EdhelDôr?"
"What?" Apple Bloom blinked.
Star Hopper blinked back. "Ya know, 'Elf-Land', geeze, study your geography girls!"
While those two argued with Star Hopper, Sweetie Belle smiled and fluffed Blanky's headfur. "There's no doubt about it... those two definitely work better separately. Not like... us..."
The unicorn filly's eyes grew wide. Fuzzy memories were finally coming into focus... the last time she'd joi