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Wibbly-Wobbly Timey-Wimey? Nope, Just Max

by Moon_Fire

Chapter 12: Chapter 11: Pics, Pissed Dragons, and Pumkin Chunkin'

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I was heading towards my room, Cadence following behind me. We had just finished setting up an audience for Chrysalis with Luna and Celestia, and I had convinced her to let me throw her a private bachelorette party. We had just gotten in and started when I heard, “Hey Max, This is Medulla, it’s Nightmare Night over here on my end want to mess around for a bit?”

“Ugh, looks like we’ll have to continue this when I get back,” I said as Cadence pulled back.

She quirked an eyebrow, “What do you mean?”

“Some other Displaced is Summoning me and I don’t know how to reject them yet.” I pushed her off of me and stood up just as the portal opened under me. “Let ‘Tia know that I got summoned so she doesn’t get upset.”


Max’s butterfly effect portal appearing on the exterior wall of Sugarcube Corner was unexpected. The girl on the polaroid photo stepped out and floated to the ground like a dry leaf.

“Whoa, gravity’s off a little,” I said as I tried to stand, only to launch myself up a few feet and float down to land on my head.

“I can fix that if you’d like.” someone thought texted me, trying to avoid laughing.

“Nah, I’ll get used to it. At least I’m not gravitating towards the sky this time.”

”You don’t need to say much more about that, the rest of that story flashed through your mind.”

I looked at the Displaced that had summoned me and noticed he had a mustache and a goatee. I couldn't resist, I added a monocle and rewound time, closing my mind off so he wouldn't know what I did. “Yeah, I did go a little overboard with that. But their reactions were hilarious.”

”Sorry about my token, I had no idea it could hit someone that hard. And don’t worry, I’ll try to respect your privacy. But I do have to project my thoughts to speak to you” he said with regret.

“Nah, I just never really got hit before then,” I said waving it off as I tried to stand again, this time succeeding.

”One thing before we go crazy here, I haven’t had the ‘Your entire world was a show where I’m from’ talk with anyone yet, so try not to obliquely foreshadow anything.”

I dusted myself off as I said, “I haven’t either, but then again mine isn’t conforming to it exactly.”

Medulla smirked, “ Mine is so far, and I’d like to avoid causality spoilers.”

I wonder if this Celestia would mind a visit~.... I texted him with an image of Celestia's snout down between my legs.

he reeled back, “Dear lord, that image… That was intentional wasn’t it?”

I just looked at him with an innocent little smile on my face and a little halo actually dinged into existence over my head. “Might’ve been. But then again, you might’ve seen something you shouldn't have.”

“Probably, and I thought I enjoyed teasing people like that.” At that moment a pink pony wearing a chicken costume raced towards us, but I intercepted her.

“Yay! Pink party pony’s here!” I said as I tackled Pinkie, giving her a long kiss. Yummy, bubble gum~!

Medulla sighed, “This is Max, she’s just visiting so no need to throw an impromptu party.”

Pinkie just laughed, “Don’t be silly, It’s Nightmare Night! The entire night is one big party!”

Thanks for that, I want my first Pinkie party to be from mine. I thought as I flipped off of Pinkie, lightly landing next to the Mewtwo.

No problem.

The pink mare spoke up again, “That reminds me, I still need to get your welcome to Ponyville Part ready.”

“Well miss, I’d love to help you come up with ideas for it tomorrow. But right now I need candy. Medulla declared.

I'd like to have some of your candy. Preferably the thick and salty kind~, I texted him.

Max, as flattering as that thought was I literally can’t feel that way anymore. I turned to him and unloaded my thoughts about losing a reproductive system. Sorry for your loss I guess.

I gained something else.... I guess I can’t really understand your position, then.,

I like to think is was a small price to pay for a brain to match most supercomputers.

The pink one took advantage of the moment of silence to respond, “You can just call me Pinkie, and I need some candy too.”

” Pinkie hmm.. I’m Medulla, but could you just every once in a while call me Brain.” I could tell he was starting to have some fun.

“Okey, Dokey Brain.” Pinkie said in a sing song voice.

If only she actually sounded like Pinky.

Too bad you two aren't mice. I thought to him before saying, “Glad I wasn’t the only one thinking that.” I turned towards the edge of town. “Come on, time’s a wastin’ and I can only affect it so much.”

“Where do you want to head first? There’s some games, and a hall of mirrors?

“Candy first, then eye-candy, maybe the hall last.”

”Alright, let’s head around and look for games with candy as the reward. I mean not many houses will hand out candy to beings like us. he said with determination.

“Says you,” I scoffed. “There’s always more than one way to get chocolate. You just have to get creative.”

Medulla looked thoughtful for a moment before texting, ”My methods of persuasion are less than honorable, and I deplore theft.”

“Please, I’m not talking about stealing -- I’ll only do that to thieves -- I’m thinking something like this.” Reaching into my bag, I pulled out my camera and some film for it.

”Trade?” Medulla asked as he tilted my head to the side.

“Oh yes, I’d give away my only camera for a few candy bars,” I deadpanned.

”You’re just being obtuse now, you knew I meant pictures."

“... Oh. I was thinking of selling them then buying candy from foals, but that works as well.”

He thought for a second, ”You could do both, some ponies like most adults would pay money, but foals and some other could trade for candy. Cut out the middleman.”

"Okay, we'll go through the night once with me taking photos. Then I'll rewind to here and we'll sell them," I said as I walked away. I had lots of fun hanging with the towns-ponies and playing the games, taking pictures as I saw opportunities. Pinkie and I even walked in on Rainbow and Fluttershy pulling a sixty-nine and joined them, turning it into a foursome. Eventually it became morning and I had to rewind time.

I stood there for a few seconds, trying to recover from the large jump I made time do, before I said, “Okay, got the pictures. Just need a sign and a table.”

I almost forgot you had time powers of some kind. Medulla said a little shocked. I can take care of the sign.

Pinkie pulled a folding table from out of nowhere, “And here’s a table! Thanks for giving me another night of candy!”

I stared at Pinkie. “Um.... You’re welcome?”

As Pinkie skipped away he thought ”Great! another anomaly I’ll have to check on later. Let’s set up shop on the side of the road.”

Medulla snapped my fingers twice, the table levitated and set itself up next to the road. Then ghostly flames burst into existence above the table spelling out, “Max’s photography: We take bits or candy!”

“Don’t try to understand Pinkie, I’m trying not to myself,” I said as I texted him a memory of me licking what looked like whipped cream off of the pink mare.

He snickered, “First off, who said anything about understanding her, I just need to make sure her awareness of this type of stuff can’t damage the space-time continuum significantly. Secondly, that’s unsanitary.

I sent him another image, this time of Pinkie with a balloon coming towards me, a sultry look on her face. “Had a fun time, though~.”

”Kinky! Let’s just sell these pictures and get some candy!”

We sat there for the next few hours selling Pictures and me dodging questions of how I got them before I started selling some very risque photos when no foals were around. Unsurprisingly, no one asked about those. Once all the photos were sold, we had a huge pile of candy and bits.

“I think we messed up with not separating the bits and the candy,” I said as I bit into a bit thinking it was a chocolate coin.

“Anything sour?“ Medulla asked, with a little dribble on his chin.

“I think I saw some that looked like Warheads in there somewhere,” I replied as I pulled out a bar of chocolate and made the whole pile collapse on us.

” This will only take a second.” He slammed both hands on the table, levitating all the candy and bits sorting them in a matter of seconds. The bits were on one side, the chocolate, sour, spicy, normal candy in piles on the other.

“Hey, I was about to eat that!” I complained when my teeth closed on nothing but air.

“It’s right here.” He levitated it out of the pile of chocolates, and gave it back. “Any games you want to do before the hall of mirrors.”

I hummed thoughtfully. “Well, they won’t be much of a challenge for me and there aren’t any where you can build your own catapult from scratch. The one with launching the pumpkins was fun, but could be better....”

“How would you improve it; fire, cooler targets, stronger launchers?”

“Nope. Turn it into its own competition; introduce them to Pumpkin Chunkin’,” I said with a smile.

“Get me Rainbow Dash, and Applejack. This will happen!” He had a manic grin on his face that was almost scary.

I saluted then jumped away, rewinding time once I located the two ponies in question. In only half an hour we had the two most competitive ponies in town working together to build a catapult to launch a pumpkin.

I told Pinkie to spread the word that a new competition was being made. The whole town and then some showed up.

“So this is something from your world?” Rainbow asked as she set a board in place.

“Oh Yes! Normally the competitors have a decent amount of prep time, this is more impromptu.” Medulla just stood there with a smug look on his face. “You almost ready?”

“Yeah, you have a whole year to plan, build, repair, and tweak your ‘Chunker,” I said as I tugged the arm down, with help from Applejack. “ready for launch.”

As they launched the first pumpkin, the air began to shimmer. It was almost like looking into a mirror. The sky rippled and a gray serpent with black and red rings, gold spikes, and six black and red prehensile spines on its back. The gourd smashed right into the legendary dragon’s face.

I covered my mouth to try to contain my laughter. That couldn't have been more perfectly timed if we had tried. I even saw his eyes widen!

” Well, should have seen that coming.” Medulla ‘muttered’ as he formed a pumpkin cannon with Psystrike, loaded a pumpkin and infused it with the power of Shadow Ball.

“He did!” I exclaimed before falling over, joining Rainbow in laughter.

Facepalming, he fired it at Giratina’s main body. The ghost dragon was knocked out of the sky. As the dust settled Giratina rose to its feet that were now there in its altered form. He then roared so loud that Big Mac hid behind Granny Smith. Everything went silent. “You dare STRIKE THE MIGHTY GIRATINA WITH DISGUSTING FRUIT?!” he shouted, his chest still smoking, from the empowered pumpkin.

“He doesn’t even know that they’re gourds?” I asked when I recovered.

“The name matters not! What does is you have insulted me!” Exclaimed the dragon only getting angrier.

“The first one was an accident, mine wasn’t!” Medulla said, getting his attention.

I put my hand on her face. “Seriously? I thought legendaries....”

“Think of this one like a super violent Lulu.”

“So basically he’s like my Celly, except he has PMS.”

“Only it’s all the time, not just every month.” I guess Giratina didn't like what we were saying because he launched a Dark Pulse at us. I really think my powers are too OP because i rewound time to when he had just launched his attack and slowed it to a crawl.

“This is what happens when you try to interrupt a conversation,” I yelled as I shot the Pulse with a laser rifle, making it explode in the dragon’s face.

“Thanks, now let’s learn this brute some MANNERS!” Medulla shouted in a super fake southern accent, as he created Frostmourne from WoW out of solid ice. He charged at Giratina with a battle cry and the sword in hand, and me jumping on to the sword.

“Yeehaw!” I said as I stood on the edge of the blade. I pulled out my iPod and put on a song that was perfect for what we were about to do.

Medulla ‘jumped’ just before reaching the confused dragon. I used his jump to make mine higher and pulled out my second gun, firing both into Giratina’s back. While Medulla quickly hovered around, slashing at him with his frozen sword and dodging Giratina's wings that had turned metallic wings. Giratina, being very lucky, hit me square in the back of my head with a metal wing, sending me flying into a building.

“ DIDN’T ANYONE EVER TEACH YOU TO NEVER HIT A LADY!?” I heard Medulla shout as I tried to see what was broken and what wasn't.”MAX, YOU OKAY?”

“Did someone get the number on that bus?” I asked as I stumbled out of the wall.

“Everypony stay back, and get to safety! Max if you're able I need you to turn back time once I get hit, and let me know when and where it’s coming, if you can’t I still might be able to take it.”

I waited a few seconds, rewinding as the anticipated attack struck. “It’s coming from below you,” I yelled, still holding my head.

He barely dodged out of the way, his tail getting grazed.

Then Giratina decided that this was getting fun, ”None have been able to escape that attack before, I’m impressed! But I tire of this, you defended a worthless town from my brother, why not do so again?”

Almost immediately the sky filled with an eerie red light. He had called down Draco Meteor. ”That’s a dick move bro!” Medulla complained.

“And I won’t be able to do anything about it except slow it down,” Max said, already doing so.

“Do that, please! Now Giratina, I’ll end this!” He said as a blizzard whipped up around him. Once it was so powerful that I couldn't see him anymore it was pushed towards Giratina, freezing him in place As he became encased in ice he sent out one last dark pulse, that hit Medulla in the shoulder, making his arm hang limply.

Medulla then turned his attention to the slowly falling meteorite. ”Here comes the fun part” He floated up to meet the hunk of empowered rock. He clenched his fist, flying around the rock hitting it in strategic points, breaking off chunks, until the it was more of a meteor shower. Finally he sent them flying into the unpopulated mountains nearby.

He floated back to Giratina, letting him thaw. Medulla then surrounded him with a barrage of Shadow Balls to make sure he didn’t do anything stupid. ”Now Giratina, let’s talk about what you’re going to do now?”

”I serve lord Arceus, You will never control me!” Giratina declare defiantly.

“Everything you do from here on out is your decision. But let me give you some advice. What has the high and mighty bastard ever done for you? He banished you, because you were a little too violent. That is bull shit, Palkia was almost just as violent you, and I’m pretty sure Dialga won’t be much better. You’re the Renegade! What do you owe Arceus? You should just leave here, take your Distortion World, and go anywhere in the multiverse you want.”

With that the Renegade dragon smiled and melted into the ground, as he said, “I’ve always wanted to see other worlds based off of tv shows.”

“You could come with me!” I said after Giratina was gone.

”You’re hurt, Max, sit down.” Medulla said, his text filled with concern.

I sighed, “Yeah, I guess he wouldn’t want to hang with someone he hurt.”

”Look at me, please,” he said in a somewhat stern voice. I turned to him looking a bit annoyed. ”Looks like a concussion but I can’t tell how severe. If you have any mental barriers I’m going to need you to let me through so I can see how bad the injury to your head is.”

”Here, drink this.” I handed Max a glass bottle of Berry Juice.

“Thanks,” Max said before downing it. “Tasty.”

”Mixed it myself, should help you heal much faster.” he smiled at something.

“Wow, must’ve been hard to find berries that you mixed.” I reached into her bag and pulled out a tube with what looked like a blue double helix inside. “Here, I doubt I’ll ever need Nemesis’ raw power. You sure could use it, though.”

”At first it was, but then I made an orchard. Need to find some time to find it. Thanks, who knows when you might need the most deadly living biohazard. Max your contract is complete, you may return to your Equestria. Be sure to see a doctor once you get back… Oh, and congratulations! You’ll have to contract me again once baby is born. ” he said smirking as my portal opened.

.... What. It was almost completely closed when I screamed, “WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!!!!!!!!”

Author's Notes:

Internet's been on the fritz for the last two weeks and I've lost the original scenes where Max gets summoned and where she goes around taking pics. On another note: SURPRISE! Max is pregnant. Wonder who the father is? Why are you even looking at this? You have to wait just like me to find out.

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