“So what are you going to do?” Rarity asked, she was talking to her little sister, Sweetie Belle, on the phone. I didn’t catch much from the conversation but apparently Sweetie Belle wanted to go to Canterlot for a year with her friends.

“I don’t see why, just Canterlot is a big place! What if you get lost? Where are you going to live anyways? Okay, that makes sense.” Rarity said again talking to her little filly sister (Or well not a filly anymore) Sweetie Belle.

“Listen I’ll talk to you later, I just want to think this out a little bit. What did mom and dad say anyways? O they did? Okay, let me just think this over.” Rarity put the phone down

“What’s the matter Rarity?” I asked

“Sweetie Belle wants to go to Canterlot to live there for a year” Rarity said “She is becoming a little mare now isn’t she?”

“Yup” I said “When did she get her cutie mark anyways, a year ago?”

“Something like that” Rarity said “What should I do Vespi? I want her to have fun with her friends but I don’t think it is safe.”

“I’d let them” I said “Just make them pay for the entire adventure, what is the worst that could happen?”

Rarity gave a slight nod “I guess you’re right, I’ll tell them when I can.”

I then got up and headed outside without an explanation, I still had one thing left on my agenda besides the thing with Silver Shield, getting Mike.

“Hey guys; I’m going to need your help with this one” I told everyone

***

The plan was very simple. We had 20 mini water bottles, thus 20 water grenades. A water grenade is a weapon commonly used in our school to piss others off and or cause unwanted pregnancies. On contact the water bottle explodes, causing the pressure to cause pain, so basically it is a grenade that can be made by dolphins…or Ayan.

“you guys told Mike to come to the courtyard?” I asked Dan

“Yup” Dan said

The courtyard was the perfect place for this kind of joke; the 2nd floor was made out of walk ways without windows, balconies basically. You could have 50 ponies above hurl down water bottles without getting detected.

“Here he comes!” Conor screamed

Everyone moved away from their 2nd floor windows and I alone confronted Mike.

“Sup Mike” I said

“Hey Vespi what do you need?” Mike asked casually

“Remember 1 water grenade used to hurt?” I asked with a maniacal grin

“Yuhuh” Mike said

“THEN TASTE THIS SPARTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTA!” I yelled, on command all the ponies revealed themselves from the 2nd floor windows, 19 in all. The first water grenade exploded right on target, hitting Mike in the balls, a moment later the water grenade exploded causing mike to scream in pain. All of the other water bottles began to hail like snow, only one or two actually missing. All of the other water bottles had a devastating effect on Mike, leaving him on the floor withering in pain.

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!?” Mike screamed

“Revenge” I said “I got you!”

“FOR WHAT” Mike screamed, o wait he didn’t kill Tyler yet, or whatever.

“O” I said “I forgot about that”

“YOU BLOW VESPI!” Mike said, he managed to roll around a bit

“Sorry about hitting you in the balls” Nico said, waving from the 2nd story balcony “Forgot about the bro code”

After the spontaneous attack Dan and Nico escorted Mike to the infirmary and most of the attackers dispersed. Before long I was the only pony in the courtyard, or so I thought. I turned around to see Chuck Norris staring at me.

“What the hell was that…” He asked

“I…got him?” I said

“No you have to kill him” He ordered “Kill Mike

“Meh, maybe later” I said “I need to help organize everything for the party”

“DO EET!” The monster screamed “DO EET NOW!”

“Nah” I said casually “See you monster thing”

***

Mike came out of the infirmary an hour later, besides some scratches and a broken testicle he was fine. Frankly I was relieved to now know we could all focus on preparing for the Gala, even after me dying and Mike losing a testicle.

We hoped for the third time in a row Fancy Pants would volunteer to help us out, mainly to contact every pony who needed to be contacted. Frankly despite being friends with all snobs Fancy Pants managed to stay reasonably humble most of the time. This time though he was absent sadly, though we had the pleasure to meet a new high class mare. Fleur De Lis.

“Bonjour, it is nice to meet you all” She said, she seemed to act and sound a lot like Fancy Pants, yet 20% more

French. She was a young looking mare with ivory coloring and a pink curly mane. I couldn’t help but notice Dan was awe struck.

“So what are you doing differently this year?” She asked

“Well…um…let’s see…” Dan said trying to make a corrigible sentence

“Nothing really” I said

“O, alright then” Fleur Del Lis said, when she turned around Dan gave me a dirty look

The rest of the day seemed normal. After Fleur Del Lis left most of the gang chose to hang out in what we dubbed “The room”. It was a sort of recreation room; there was a ping pong table, couch, TV (Even though every channel had pony FOX) and a nice view of the garden. I was about to leave when I heard a rapping on the door, I opened it to see Dan in front of me, hoisting a hefty book.

“Sup Dan what are you doing?” I asked

“Well I need all of your help” Dan said, dropping the book on the table

“What?” We asked in unison

“I need your help guys” Dan said “I want to learn French”

I gave an impish shrug and said sure, Mike on the other hand was more cynical.

“Bro she is obviously borderline lesbian.” Mike said

“How are you sure?” Dan asked

“I recognized the symptoms from Twilight. They say they are straight, after a while they admit about being a tad bisexual. Eventually you see the symptoms worsen and you then realize, BAM lesbian” Mike said, pulling out a English pipe.

“What symptoms?” Dan asked

“Staring at other mares too long, not flirting with stallions, being too helpful to mares but not helpful to stallions, wants to just stay friends, French…” Mike said

“Mike I’m a 1/4th French” Dan said

“So you’re a 1/4th faggot?” Mike said

“Whatever” Dan said, he turned to me and Tyler “Can you guys help me out?”

“Sure why not” I said

(4 hours later) *** (4 hours later)

“Guys I think the Gala is starting soon…” I said, Dan slammed the book shut

“Did you guys call Fleur? Did she say she is coming?” He asked anxiously

“Yea she said she is coming”

“Great” Dan said “Now nothing can screw up tonight. No Ursa majors, no rioting, no molestation, okay?”

“Whatevs” We said

“Good” Dan said with a smile “I have a feeling tonight is going to be perfect”

***

(Meanwhile at the super duper evil lair of total evilness)

“Alright let’s attack tonight”

“Okay”

“Sounds good to me”

“Whatevs”

“Good to hear we are all on board friends. We have some fucked up ideas alright, 3rd world governments would die for our plans…”

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