Took just over an hour to draw, but it's better than some other attempts I've made.
T. Dollhouse-Ch13- Braggart, The Fox, The PrincessSilver sighed, tearing another page out of the comic book. She wadded it up and threw it at the waste basket. It hit the rim, bounced into the wall, and fell down into the pile of missed shots. The waste basket was only half-full and she’d nearly torn all of Spike’s comics apart.
“Why did Twilight have to tell me to stay in here? This sucks. It’s not like I would tell Luna about our little secret.” She tossed the entire comic into the trash, grunting as it landed flat on top without going in. “I’m outta here, I’m going to play with the dolls.”
Silver walked to the door and opened it slowly. The house looked empty, so she quickly headed down to the basement. The door was locked.
“Darn, maybe I can read a book?” Silver looked at the bookshelf and saw books on everything from Quantum Mechanics to String Theory. “Or not. Maybe Lyra and Big Mac are in Twilight’s room!”
She ran up the stairs to
Twilight's Dollhouse -Ch12- Pink Haired PonyTwilight’s mind raced as Luna’s accusation towards Applejack hit home. Her first thought had been to accuse the element of honesty when it had been Twilight the whole time. Applejack’s only fault had been acting rashly out of care for her family, even apologizing for having to use brute force to disable her magic. Now, not only was Twilight’s friend gone forever, she was posed to take the fall for everything Twilight had done. Despite her desire to protect her friend’s reputation, it provided her the perfect opportunity to deflect suspicion from herself.
“Luna, you don’t think Applejack could be behind the disappearances, do you?” Twilight asked. She feigned as much shock as she could by widening her eyes.
“I have seen many good ponies do horrible things, given the wrong set of principles.” Luna looked out the window. "Sometimes the wrong emotions can get the better of you, even if you know deep down it's not right." She turne
Twilight's Dollhouse -Ch11- Sparkling Princess“Take the carriage down at the farm,” Luna ordered. Her bat-winged royal guards lowered the chariot to the farm. Her personal escort of two guards made themselves comfortable as she went to the house.
Luna knocked, and waited. She knocked and waited longer. There were no ponies stirring in the farm house. Clearing her throat, she cast the small enchantment on her throat to generate the Royal Canterlot Voice. “Applejack! Thine Princess demands you answer thy door!”
After another minute of silence, she sighed. She was about to talk away and head to find Twilight when the door opened.
“Eh? You found a Jack doing incest with Azure mule thirty-four?” Granny Smith said.
Luna turned and nearly blew her eardrums out, before remembering to deactivate the Royal Canterlot Voice enchantment. “Granny, I am looking for Applejack. I had wished to send her to gather the others, while I speak to Twilight. Where is she?”
“Oh, Applejack! She sa
Twilight's Dollhouse -Ch10- The Iron PonySilver walked into her room and closed the door, locking it behind her. This was a familiar routine to ensure she had privacy from Mother. An exciting night was planned for the crusaders. They were finally going to earn their cutie marks in witchcraft.
After setting down her saddlebags she went over to her victorian dollhouse. It was larger than the filly and sat on the ground. it split in two diagonally, revealing the many rooms inside the intricately detailed house. There were tiny plates, flowers, rugs, and even power outlets. Only the rich ponies, such as Silver’s family, could afford electricity.
Silver spoon pulled the Cutie Mark Crusaders out of her bag and set them next to her other dolls. Silver returned a moment later with a shoe box.
“Crusaders, meet the remaining members of my dollhouse: Krissy, Annie, and Janice.” She gestured a hoof to each one of them.
Krissy was a porcelain pegasus. Her coat had turned grey and scratched. Both ceramic wings had snapped
Twilight's Dollhouse -Ch9- The Blank Flank FillyTwilight stared in shock as Dash refused to be her friend in front of all the ponies gathered before her. If she allowed the defiance to go unchecked, the others would soon be refusing too.
Twilight saw Rarity whispering to Spike and frowned. Her eyelid began to twitch as she heard one of them giggling. She tossed a glare out at the crowd, but they stopped their mockery before she could catch them.
“I’ll give you some time alone to think about that, Dash.” She grabbed the pegasus and Lyra with her magic and trotted off towards the prison. “I’m going to have some really delicious cake with everypony else and you’re not getting any.”
“You can’t force me to be your friend, psycho!” Dash screamed. “You promised not to hurt Scootaloo!”
“I gave you and Scootaloo a gift, Dash! The two of you can be sisters forever now! You’ve always been too thick-headed to realize when I do something nice for you.
Twilight's Dollhouse -Ch8- Orange Filly's IdolLyra felt like she had been trapped for weeks. Her mind went through familiar cycles. She would get the urge to move, to know her limbs were still there, yet she couldn't. The distress would grow until her mind shut down. Next, her mind would begin to ponder small nuances when she wasn’t gripped in fear. Should I consider this shivering, vibrating, or trembling? I can’t be cold, so I’d imagine it’s trembling. Yet, it’s too violent. . . I wonder if I can have a seizure?
Another wave of dread washed over her, numbing her mind. She made another attempt to stretch out to no avail, and withdrew further into herself to hide from the pain. She heard the door to the basement open. Twilight? No. . . it’s probably Bon Bon, come to mock me some more. Lyra began to cry again. I’m so sorry, Twilight. Please, come for me, find me. . . I can’t take it anymore.
The chest began to move, and Lyra found herself thrashing against the che
Twilight's Dollhouse -Ch7- Star Crossed Lovers"So, Silver, down these stairs are my dollhouses. I've re-created all of Ponyville for the experiment. Keep in mind, Celestia wants me to find a way to make a perfect doll that can be a friend to lonely ponies. All these dolls actually think they are real. Since I based them on ponies I know, they may want to leave and go home. However, they aren't real, and this is their home," Twilight explained.
"Wow, can I make one so I can take it home?" Silver asked. She was approaching a door with Twilight clearly marked ‘Private’.
"Making a doll requires two things.” She paused a moment to ensure a suitable ruse. “First, I need to scan an existing pony, then I can model the doll after them. Since you're not a unicorn, you'll just have to help me find ponies to scan."
"Oh, so if I wanted a Daring Do doll, you couldn't make one because you can't scan her."
"Correct, but if you wanted a Cheerilee doll, I could make one."
"Cheerilee," Silver giggled. "That would be re
Twilight's Dollhouse -Ch6- Sterling Silver Filly"Good evening Twilight," Derpy called out.
"It sure is, Derpy. Hey, I have an extra muffin, want it?" Twilight asked.
"Of course!" Derpy quickly swooped down from her mail route to scoop up the levitating muffin. The mail mare ate it in one bite. "Delicious. I’m so glad you always give me muffins! How'd you find out boysenberry is my favorite?"
"Lucky guess," Twilight chuckled. She continued to skip down the road towards the library. Applejack watched as she was closing her apple stand for the night. She raised an eyebrow, and looked away when Twilight glanced her way.
"Hey Fluttershy, are we still on for coffee Friday?"
"Of course, Twilight. Anything for a friend," Fluttershy replied.
"Good evening Mayor Mare! Working late? I'll swing by the office tomorrow to drop off the city ordinance revisions."
"Thanks, Twilight, you've been doing a great job as our princess!" Mayor exclaimed.
The rest of the way home saw Twilight with a skip in her step as she whistled a familiar tune. She
T. Dollhouse -Ch5- Chic, Unique, Magnifique Mare“Applejack,” Twilight inquired. “What are you doing here?”
“Ah came by the library to help ya out, Twilight,” she replied.
“Oh, I wasn’t expecting you. Care for some tea?”
Twilight walked into the kitchen and began to rummage through the secret compartment in her cabinet. It was unorganized and took her awhile to find what she was looking for. She sprinkled some hemlock into one of the cups with her magic. After filling two cups with tea she headed back out to Applejack.
“Here you are. What brings you by? You’ve been so busy I don’t see you anymore,” Twilight said.
“Yep, and y’all are busy bein’ a princess. We can’t just run off on adventure anymore,” Applejack replied.
“So, you miss doing that too?” Twilight drank from her tea.
“Sure do, ah figured you and ah could spend the morning together.” Applejack lifted up her teacup and d