"Maybe I did," the husky voice replied. "What're you going to do about it, 'Punk'?" At this, she turned around and shook her tail back and forth for a few moments until her cheeks turned deep red and she quickly turned around. "Mango!" Lemon Lime's voice shouted. "Stop that this instant!" Before Mango could respond, she was approached by the pony named Firestar. "You're tellin' me. I think we might be able to get along." Then, when the white unicorn spoke up again, she replied, "Hey, punk! Mind your own-" "SHUT! UP! MANGO!", Lemon Lime practically screamed. "I've had it up to here with your...attitude! This gentlecolt was kind enough to let us know that we were bothering him, in a very polite manner I might add, and you've been nothing but rude in return. Now, Back. Off." "Pff. Fine, Mom..." Cherry Berry shook her head for a moment and swayed from side to side. "[size=-2]I hate when that happens...[/size]" Lemon Lime responded, "Sorry, dear. I did what I thought was necessary."
"I didn't say I disliked you I said I'm starting to dislike you she probably has Some sort of identity disorder. You could of took that into consideration and just to let you know I suffer from clinical depression" Just when firestar finished speaking they entered the main hall where chairs were placed and the headmaster was standing on the stage ready to greet them.
Ore raised his brow the girl he saw had multiple personallties interesting disorder he had not known there can be more than two. He decied to introduce himself to her he did like the idea of having technically six friends or enemys he walked over to her "hello what's your name or names I must say,".
Cherry turned toward the newcomer. "[size=-2]Oh. My name's...Cherry Be-[/size]" "STRAWBERRY CREAM! NICE TA MEETCHA!" The filly suddenly leapt forward and grasped the newcomers hoof in her front hooves and shook it vigorously. Then, she stopped as suddenly as she began and returned to all fours. After clearing her throat, she said, "I have to apologize for my friend's...exhuberence. My name is Lemon Lime, but you can call us Cherry Berry. You've already met Strawberry Cream..." She suddenly grinned like a madmare, then returned to her somber self. "The others are Raspberry..." "Hey there." "Jelly Jam," "Hi..." "And, of course, Mango Tango." Mango huffed, but didn't say anything. Lemon Lime cast an aside glare, then said, "You can speak to each of us individually, which is what I recommend, or you can just talk to Cherry Berry and...uh, 'roll the dice', as it were. Cherry's, uh...quite shy, actually."
Star began to laugh. She faced the ceiling. "Can you belive these Ponies? There are such a laugh! You dont think I'm a physco do you Mr.Roof? No? Then we are best of friends!" Her mane seemed to change colour into a darker tone than before.
Ore grinned he almost laughed of the site of these pony he coughed about to get it the laugh out of his system "Hello my name is Orda "Ore" Nurzak" he said, "Well I can see your disorder but mine isn't as great as yours I just get random mood swings," he said. He looked at Cherry Berry or what Lemon Lime said to call all six of them "I would like to meet..." he said, "Strawberry Cream she seemed overactive but I would like to see her," Ore said.
Falce Mortis grinned evilly, and joined back the group. He walked to the imperial-colored coat pony, wich arbored a pale and dark purple mane, and introduced itself. "Hey. 'Name's Falce Mortis. Why are you there?"
Fernleaf turned almost creepily to Falce, sporting a huge grin on her face. "Oh goodie!" She exclaimed, "a new friend! I'm Fernleaf! It's nice to meet you!" She then thought a moment about his question. "Well," she said, "the nice stallion who brought me here told me I'm going to a school for gifted foals. I guess that means I'm gifted!" She turned back towards him. "Oh, are you gifted too?" She asked. "Of course you are, you wouldn't be here otherwise! That's so cool!"
Falce Mortis laughed for a long minute. "Yes, we can say i'm gifted. A poisonned gift, but what a gift it is! Do you want to see something funny?"
Fernleaf squealed. "Oh yes! I love funny things!" She said with enthusiasm. "Is it a joke? Can I guess the joke! I hope it's a joke, I love jokes!"
"Shhht... Three, two, one..." Falce Mortis horn's glown a bright blue light, and a blue halo surrounded Fernleaf and Falce Mortis. The flow of time faded, to finally stop. Falce walked to the lady, and turned her, so she now faced the other fillies. He took back his place next to Fernleaf, and his horn flashed. The time now returned to it's normal flow.
Fernleaf blinked, confused. "What?" She said. She turned back around to face Falce. "You can turn ponies around? That certainly is interesting! You'll have to show me how to do it some time!"
"Oh, i could certainly." Falce laughed at the Lady's sight. She was so confused, looking around her, before turning back and leading the way again. "Have you see the look on her face? Priceless!" He continued to laugh for a little moment. "Yes, as i said, i could teach you time spells. They're difficult to do, and slowing ttime for a few seconds drains a lot of energy. If you're able to handle it, i'll show you."
Ultra Violet watched the other ponies, still feeling rather jittery, but as if it was a strange dream. She shrugged as the dark-blue filly moved to bother the shadowy foal nearby. She trotted forward, to amble easily beside Cherry Berry, and her most interesting companions. She could see them already - each flittering around Cherry Berry like colorful ghosts. She greeted her easily, getting the feeling that they would get along just great. "Haro, Cherry Berry, Rasberry, Lemon Lime, Jelly Jam, Strawberry Cream, and of course you, Mango Tango!! You all seem quite wonderful!" With the prospect of a new friend offered, she forgot all about how scared she was of the great mansion around her. *** Toxic Rain floated a few inches above the ground, summoning a puffy small cloud to cushion her steely flanks. She looked about at the chattering ponies around her, but her mournful gaze settled on the grand schoolteacher in the center of the hall. Despite the vast room's size, they seemed rather small. Tables were filled with variously aged ponies, all still without a cutie mark. They stared blankly at shining china plates of food, and some ate half-heartedly. The pretty alicorn leading them paused, bowing her horn respectfully to the Mistress of Daisy Hills. She was a rather small pony, yet very similar to the tall alicorn. She sported wings and a horn as well, and had the same yellow mane. They must be sisters, Toxic thought as she recognized the gene pool's traits. Yet the small pony who approached them seemed to loom over them, and glared down at them with cold buttery eyes. She waited patiently for the fillies to settle down. Toxic, feeling rather intimidated by this bossy-looking mare, dismissed her cloud and settled down near Star Trender, who she nudged gently with her wing. "I think she wants to say something," she hissed awkwardly at the unicorn.
Strawberry Cream excitedly chattered away at Ore as they walked to their destination. "...And then I said, 'I think so, but where are we going to get 57 dresses on a Saturday?' and then Raspberry said, 'That's not even what I asked you.' She said, 'I asked you for a number between 1 and 100!' Can you believe it?! Raspberry makes so little sense sometimes..." Mango sighed. She had already heard this particular story a million times. She could practically recite it word for word. That's when she noticed a dark purple pony trundle up next to them. She proceeded to introduce herself to them, making sure to include everyone. Cherry was still a little too nervous to answer, so Lemon Lime took the reigns. "Hello there, miss." "Oh, no you don't! She was talking to me!" Mango suddenly pushed forward and replied, "'Sup? Love your mane! So cool!" When they reached their destination, Lemon Lime had them sit at the long table near Ultra Violet and Ore. She tried as well as she could to keep Strawberry Cream under control. It seemed she had taken a shine to Ore...
Ore was glad that he made a friend but he didn't know how long it would last 'What if I turn depressed, angry, or turn into a different pony'. Ore was trying to listen to Strawberry Cream's rambling but with all this thinking he started to get a little twitchy and suddenly tensed even more and a huge scowl appeared on his face. Ore couldn't help it it was his disorder he had become an angry little pony he grabbed his food and started to it faster he did not want to release his anger on his new friend. He stood up suddenly and walked to the public restroom and started to bash the walls he released all of his anger into destruction of the once decorated restroom he came back later and sat onto his chair and looked at his food witch he pushed away he didn't fell like eating he actually felt really sad now.
Silver felt fairly overwhelmed by the massive amount of chaos in the room. Strawberry was chattering away like a squirrel, somepony was performing time magic, the Alicorn ponies were ahead of them, and they were just dissimilar enough... Silver closed his eyes, but it didn't help. He could still feel the remnants of the time spell floating around as free energy; clearly, he thought distractedly, this pony was not efficient at casting spells, even if they were proficient. He could still hear Strawberry blabbering away, and now her friends were butting in at random intervals, resulting in Cherry literally carrying on multiple conversations at once, some with herself. Some of the ponies were graciously sitting silently and still. At least they knew how to act. His impatience, annoyance, and everything else grew into a sudden fury. "STOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!" The feeling was gone as soon as it came, and he shrunk back. "Um. Sorry. It's just...oh, never mind."
Ore was pushing around his food until he heard a sudden scream he jumped from his chair and he was back to his normal non- depressed self. He tried to listen to more screaming but all he could hear was Strawberry's story 'Wow did she not noticed I was depressed most of the time," he thought. Ore's stomach growled and he clenched his stomach and started to eat more with both ears listing to Strawberry with an laugh at some time of the story.
"STOOOOOOOOOP!!!" Fernleaf heard as she slowly ate her food. She suddenly put her ears down and cringed. Who could make such a noise like that? Fernleaf turned to the source to find him cowering in his chair. 'What an interesting fellow,' she thought, 'I'll have to meet him some time.' She looked towards Cherry and saw her talking rapid fire and making every facial expression possible. If it even WAS possible to change your facial expression that fast! She'd have to meet that pony some time too.
Silver decided that the best course of action would be to try to meditate. One of his previous teachers had tried to teach him in the hopes that it would help him relax and maybe cure his odd compulsions, but he had never been very good at it. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and attempted to block everything out. First, Strawberry's talking. That was easy; sound was not difficult to ignore, especially talking. Next. Residual magic. That was already fading away, so it wasn't much of a problem either. Last. Eternal sense of responsibility to organize everything around himself. ...That would be more difficult. He concentrated hard on not concentrating on it, but in the process only managed to remind himself even more of his disarrayed surroundings. He sighed. He ground his teeth. Finally he could stand it no longer. He opened his eyes and began wandering about, moving vases so they were in the direct center of the tables, adjusting paintings that didn't look crooked at all to anypony else, and even attempting to push Cherry Berry's hair out of her face as she talked, so it was all in one straight line instead of all over the place.
