My Little Pony : Their Greatest Adventure
(written by Erin)
The sun rose over the mountains beyond Dream Valley. The snow on a nearby tree branch fell to the ground. Two blue birds woke up and flew around Ponyland, waking every animal in the land up, to let them know it was spring time. The snow was melting. It was time for the Little Ponies in Paradise Estate to hold their annual Spring Festival. The minute the bluebirds got to Paradise Estate, they went directly to the nursery and sang a lively tune. That tune woke up Baby Lofty. She got out of her bed and looked out the window.
"Oh boy!" she shouted. "Spring time!"
Soon, the other baby ponies woke up and looked out the window. They cheered. They couldn't wait for the Spring Festival to begin. At that exact moment, the Little Ponies ran out of Paradise Estate in order to make the preparations for the Festival.
"This is going to be the best Spring Festival ever!" Fizzy exclaimed.
"But what if something goes wrong?" Shady asked.
"What can go wrong, Shady?" Gusty asked, who had little patients for Shady at times.
"Smooze," was all Shady said.
Gusty was speechless. Shady did have a point. The year before this, the witches from the Volcano of Gloom had sicced Smooze on the Little Ponies, and that almost ruined the Spring Festival.
"That was last year, Shady," Lofty said, flying over. "This is, well, this year! And besides, the witches learned their lesson. They won't try anything like that again! Besides, I have news. My cousin, Airedale, is coming for a visit today. He's dropping in for the Spring Festival."
"That's great," Fizzy said. "I don't think we've ever met your cousin."
"Nobody here has," Lofty said. She flew off to give Baby Lofty the good news.
Gusty, Fizzy, and Shady continued to set up for the Festival. Lickety Split and Masquerade joined them. They helped set up for the Festival when somebody reached over Lickety Spilt and covered her eyes.
"Guess who!" a familiar voice laughed.
"Uh, North Star!" Lickety Split shouted. "Because you have a British accent!"
"North Stah?! I'm insulted!"
Lickety Split turned around and was face to face with Davy Jones. The other three Monkees were behind him, laughing hysterically. The other ponies began giggling as well.
"I didn't think North Star had that deep a voice," Lickety Split said.
That did it. Micky, Peter, and Mike were howling. Gusty rolled over laughing. Masquerade, Fizzy, and Shady chuckled politely. Lickety Split was glaring at all of them. North Star flew over, giggling as well.
"Surprised, Lickety Split?" she asked.
"That's Surprise's department!" Lickety Split shouted. Then she smiled and turned to the Monkees. "When did you guys get here?"
"About five minutes ago," Micky said. "We looked out the window this morning and the day was awful. Rain, rain, rain. And lo and behold, there is North Star at the window, along with Heart Throb, Locket, and Fire Fly, and they invite us to your annual Spring Festival, and we figured, hey, ought to be better than hanging around here, and have Mr. Babbit yell at us. Besides, it's such a groovy day for a Spring Festival."
Lickety Split laughed. She had to admit, it was a "groovy" day, perfect for the Spring Festival. In fact, the Monkees gave the ponies a hand in setting up. After a little while, Megan, Danny, and Molly arrived to give the ponies a helping hand.
"I think we'll be ready for the festivities in no time," Ribbon said. "Absolutely nothing can go wrong today!"
Ribbon was about to be proved wrong. As she spoke, she was being watched through a crystal ball. Two hands were circling it, but the body was covered in total shadow.
"You may think that now, little pony," the voice belonging to the hands said. "But you haven't seen me in action yet. You little ponies think it's going to be a beautiful spring day. Bah!"
The voice belonged to a sorceress, wanting to turn the world into eternal darkness for centuries. But she never got the chance. She was always stopped. Even others who also wanted eternal darkness were stopped, even the great Tirac, who was stopped by the little ponies' Rainbow of Light. The sorceress watched her crystal ball intently, until she saw something that made her take a second look. She saw Mike sitting on the grass talking to Sundance.
"Well now," she said. "Isn't this interesting? Where's my book?"
The sorceress snapped her fingers and a book flew to her. She opened to a page about her greatest defeat, in 1679. The one who defeated her then was Claudius Nesmith, and he looked exactly like Mike.
"Hmm, he cannot be Claudius Nesmith," the sorceress said, looking at her book to Mike. "He's been dead for two hundred years. He must be his ancestor. No doubt about it. The resemblance is amazing. For years, I have wanted to seek revenge on Nesmith for defeating me in a task so great that it destroyed my power for centuries! Finally, I shall have my revenge, and plunge the world into darkness at the same time!"
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