Meeting my other friends to test the disguise was the easy part. I’m still a walking target/test dummy for Rainbow Dash to crash into. Maybe it’s really that bitch that needs the glasses. I was quite touched, though, when Nyx ran over Rainbow Dash towards me to ask if I was alright. What an adorable little nightmare.
And so I introduced my “cousin” to the gay bitch. She bluntly said that Nyx is a crybaby in ten seconds flat. Why isn’t that lesbian not the Element of Harsh Honesty? She certainly fits the bill better than Applejack, that’s for sure. And why did I not bring my shotgun to shoot this duck-faced loser? First the camera and now this? I should really get a checklist for useful things to carry in my inventory, or I could always find out from Pinkie the locations of where she keeps her goods. I would definitely buy that information at a high price.
After visiting Rainbow Crash, the demented farmer was next. Reaching the farm, Nyx started asking all sorts of questions related to apple farming to that hillbilly. Luckily, the farm pony had a Ph.D. in Farming to help answer Nyx’s barrage of questions. How does a Ph.D. of that category even exists in Equestria? The annoying part was that Nyx wouldn’t shut her damn mouth. Is this what I sounded like back in school? No wonder nopony liked me. So, she didn't see through the disguise. Still standing by my point of the rainbow lesbian being the element of honestly instead.
After the hillbilly the Doormat was next. She and Nyx got along pretty well but we had to book it when the Fluttershy wanted to give her a pet and even started singing. No, thank you!
The Druggie was our final test for Nyx’s disguise. If those highly concentrated drug steroids in her bloodstream can’t detect Nightmare Moon incarnate, nopony can. After a quick guessing game of names of Nyx by the drug addict (She really thought a filly’s name would be Night Shade?), she somehow didn’t see through the disguise and even wanted to make a Welcome To Ponyville Party for Nyx. Poor Nyx.
Nyx was so adorkable when she bluntly said to Pinkie that she was weird and needed both Rehab and a Mental Hospital. My little Nyxie’s learning. I’m so proud!
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Letters From Across The Disgruntled Multiverse