It was that time of the week again, tis true. The time where We try to find more about this unicorn mare, Miss Raspberry Stardust, along with her sister, Miss Killjoy.
Both art without a doubt the strangest mares We have met. Tis correct We hath come across Ms. Pinkie Pie, yet her randomness had some strange logic to it. With Ms. Raspberry, We believe she doth not feel truly alive til she hast surpassed a limit upon strange.
We try Our hardest to act in stealth, yet Raspberry always catches Us in her dreams. She furthers Our humiliation by putting Us in strange attire. Last time, We were forced to dress as a creature referred to as 'Maid Luna Marian'! (1)
We do not know where Raspberry picked such strange characters, but We do not wish to know.
Closing Our eyes, We focused on the Dream Walking Spell. Our subconscious was slowly being moved towards Ponyville. Twas not a long wait.
When Our eyes opened, We found ourselves in a cold, desolate town. The ground beneath Our hooves was covered in snow, brown broken buildings were all around, the sky was gray with clouds, far ahead was a large building larger than Canterlot Palace.
That was the direction We flew. In mere moments We found Ourselves at the front gates. The initials RW were in the middle, slowly splitting apart to reveal a familiar face.
Raspberry was wearing a velvety coat that covered her tail, a top hat (she had a love for those infernal things), big round thick black sunglasses, a white cane with a black and white orb at the top, some shined black slippers, and to wrap it all up Raspberry wore a black suit with swirled collars under the jacket.
She smiled at Us, amber eyes beaming. "Hello Luna, I suppose you came for a tour of Raspberry Wonka's Chocolate Factory? With your grandmother?"
Our brow rose. Grandmother?
Turning back We Celestia wearing round glasses, a old burlap hat and matching jacket, a yellow, red and black scarf, and a black and white suit neath it all. Celestia smiled at Raspberry. "Why, yes, Ms. Wonka."
"Excellent!" Raspberry cheered. "Then let's get going! The others have been waiting!"
Slowly, I glanced part the gate and noticed who these others. Dame Pinkie was there in a red and striped shirt with a chocolate bar in hoof with a large blue earth pony with a hot pink mane beside her(2). Dame Applejack was in a blue...We believe tracksuit with a pale yellow mare with a red mane next to her(3). Dame Rarity was dressed in faux white fox wrap with a white skirt and pink shirt on, a Mr. Hoity Toity beside her if Our sources art correct. Twilight Sparkle was there dressed in strange attire with and a midnight blue unicorn dressed as a professor next to her (4).
Let Us pray We can keep our sanity.
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It had been a short time since We hath arrived. We have seen nothing of importance, only that miniature versions of Killjoy run around to work on this strange place. It reminded Us of an old foe...especially the cotton candy sheeps.
We had lost Pinkie and Applejack: one growing to the size of a house, the other being sucked up into a tube of chocolate. The Mini-Joy's (Raspberry's name for the servants) had sung songs during both the departures. 'Twas only Rarity and her guide, Applejack and her's, Ourself and Celestia.
"Now, this next room is where the nuts are harvested! Personally, I hate nuts. But, somepony out there loves 'um. Please follow me," Raspberry instructed, gesturing towards a door with a sign reading 'The Nut Room'.
We, having somehow ended up and the back of the group, rolled Our eyes as the three pairs ahead of Us trudged into the room.
Something caught Our attention, something in the corner of Our eyes. 'Twas nothing but a door. A simple door painted red-orange. It called Us, it must have some information about the strange mare inside!
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The Day My Life Began
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