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Pasta Pony Chapter 3

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Pasta Pony



Ch 3: Rarity's Soulmate and Something That Goes Kesese!


Rarity was working once again on some dress for a gala but this time she was a bit worried. The costumer had requested Authentic French couture for her dress saying that Rarity's normal couture would never work. Now Rarity was stressed she had no idea what it was she needed to do to make it Authentic.

"Oh Dear! Is there anyone who knows how to make this Authentic!!" she cried as she did there was a loud Pop! Behind her Rarity turned around to see a lovely unicorn Pony with a stunning white coat and medium wavy mane and a brilliant blue shawl like cape on his back. Next to him was a yellow unicorn pony with big eyebrows and a short choppy blonde mane and a deep green  coat.

"OI! You fucking wanker! Get off!" the pony with the big eyebrows bellowed at the other.

"Monsiur England why must you be so vulgar in the pressence of a fine gentleman like me?" the one called England Rarity immediately clipped as an annoying boy as for the other she knew it was a boy but he was so lovely!

"Shut up France! Your no gentleman! You're a……" England cut off they stared at each other then ran into opposite cornners of the room in shock.

"YOU'RE A PONY!!" They yelped together. Rarity took this chance to speak up.

"Oh! Deary me of course you are! Everyone in Ponyville is! Well except maybe Spike since he's a dragon, but OH!" Rarity ran up to France. "This is the finest design I have ever seen! Oh My!"

"Well so nice of such a beautiful lady such as your self to notice! But it is after all the finest and most Authentic French couture! I made it myself!" Rarity stared at him.

"Oh dear! You are just the person I am looking for! I have a client that request the most Authentic French Couture but I had no idea what it was! But now that I have an expert on it I can finish in time!" in the corner England chuckled.

  "Oh! He should be! He invented it, Stupid France!" Rarity looked shocked at the statement.

"Why did he just call you a human country?"

"because we are madamuiselle! I am the country of Love! I am the wonderful and Beautiful France!"

"Not to mention full of himself and a self appointed pervert!" said England.

   

"Do not listen to that sad man he's just jealous because his country has no fashion sense!"

  

"Shut up you damn cunt! I do to have fashion!"

"Oh and what is that Pirate garb? Or how about punk rock! Face it England, all you have are bad scones!" Rarity was overwhelmed two human countries were in her house and one was the fashion capital of the human world!!! If only there was an italy there! Rarity thought.

"Oh well I find both quite lovely.. Well at least from the fairy tales we have of your world. any way Monsiur France.."

"Please my lady call me Francis!" he said bowing to her.

"Oh very well what should I call your friend then?" she asked.

"I'm not his friend! And its Arthur! Arthur Kirkland!" he said in a huff.

"Oh well that's just marvolus! If I may ask will you please help me finish this dress?"   Francis smiled.

  

"I would be honored!" Arthur scoffed.

"Count me out! If you need me I'm going to find someone who is Sane!" he said walking out leaving the two to their sewing. England walked around for over an hour until he reached a farm, he was pissed off and heard a loud yell.

"AYIAH!! AMERICA!!!!" running up to him was a ponyfied America he still had his glasses, and his dirty blonde messy hair with it little hair sticking up, he had on his jacket, and his coat was a deep brown with white socks. Behind him was a furious China, he had his long ponytail for his mane and a his coat was the color of his normal shirt, a deep red he was a pegasus. Behind him was Applejack. They all barreled into England who started cursing.

"AMERICA! YOU STUPID CUNT!" England yelled America looked at him as they all piled off.

"Oi! England! You're here to!"

"Yeah and so is France!"

"Well where is he?" China asked England saw his Cutie mark was a picture of Shinnaty-chan with what looked like a Wok handle underneath. Americas was a bald Eagle with what looked like maybe a pistol underneath. England got a good look at his it was a fairy and what look like to him a pirate jolly rodger. England then thought back France's had been a elaborately decorated heart and rose with the tip of a sword poking out the bottom.

"I left him with this girl who had a thing for fashion, uh what was her name…"

"Did she have ah purple curly mane and ah French accent? Oh shoot! Where are mah manners! I'm Applejack!" England looked at her mentaly slapped himself, why did he allow himself to be dragged into this?!

"I'm Arthur better known as England.. And yes yes that was her."

"Pleasure tah meet you! And that's Rarity! She ah friend of mine! Alfred and Yao here were telling me they don't know how to go back home!" Arthur nodded. "Well Iah know someone who can help! I'll take ya'll to her!" Applejack led them back into Ponyville and into a library where they were welcomed by the smell of Pasta.

"Don't tell me…." England began but was interrupted.

"ITALY!!! CLEAN UP THIS MESS!" Germany ran in after Italy who was carrying Pasta. Italy then tripped and sent the Pasta flying into England. Italy looked up in fear.

  

"AAAAAAAAAHHH!!! I'M SORRY I'M SORRY!!! DON'T HURT ME ENGLAND!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHH! LUDWIG!!!!!!" italy ran behind Germany who glared down England.

"Stop that you damn Kraut!!!" Germany kept glaring.

"Ah so there are more of you here!" Twilight sparkle came out with a terrified Fluttershy and a bouncing Pinkie Pie. "So who are they?"

"Their China, America and England." Germany said pointing to them.

"Call me Yao Aru!"

"Alfred's the name Being the hero is my game!"

"Just call me Arthur." Twilight nodded.

"Well that's most of them here from what you told me! Now we're just missing who again?"

"Japan, France, Russia, Switzerland, and Feliciano's brother Romano." Germany stated as Italy began to emerge from his hiding place.

"France is here I left him at some girl named Rarity's house, they were talking too much fashion." England said.

"And I believe Fluttershy found Russia and Switzerland, Why don't I go get them." Twilight Offered.

"NO!" Came a chorus from the nations.

"Their to scary!!!!" Italy yelped.

"In all honesty their the most dangerous of us all! Russia's unstable and Switzerland shoots at anything that moves towards him!" England said.

"I'll go get them." Germany offered. "Switzerland and I are related so I should be safe from him, Russia also doesn't seem to attack me anymore." Italy looked bewildered then suddenly determined.

"YATTA! I'll go with you!" he declared completely un-Italy like. It left all the other Nations, and the three ponies that knew him well enough now shocked except for Germany.

"Ah very well, but you have to wear the helmet!" he drilled in the words hoping it would deter him. Italy already had it on.

"YES SIR CAPITAIN!" He saluted. And they left leaving a bunch of dazed and confused countries.

  

Meanwhile back at Japan's Lab


Japan was confused, the dimensional bridge should have taken him as well it had all of its spaces full. Japan had put a certain limit to how many people could go through it for safety reasons. And now it showed that they were all full.

"Who went in my place and who is the extra one?!" he asked out loud as a little chick flew around until it disappeared into a portal.

  

Back at the ponies


Germany had expected a lot of thing to have happened to the house, he expected Vash and Ivan fighting, or even both of them killing mindlessly.  What he did not expect was Vash and Ivan sitting there waiting.

"Its about time!" Ivan stated happily, he rose and towered over the two. Italy to Germany, and Russia's surprise did not shrink back. Vash walked up to them.

"Well have you found the others?" Germany nodded. "Good! Just tell us where they are and we'll go! Anything to get away from that crazy laughter!" Germany and Italy looked at him confused.

"What laughter?"

"In the house someone is laughing constantly, I'm not sure why, but it's kinda scary it reminds me of…. Her." Russia said gulping and shaking. Germany just gave them his infamous OMFGWTF face then gave them directions. As the two went to the other Germany turned to Italy.

"Lets see what they are talking about." Germany said and led Italy inside. As they approached they heard a chorus of laughter coming from the house so they followed it. As they got closer Germany got a distinct feeling they were not going to like the outcome. They approached a backroom and heard the laughter again and now a funny smell came to their noses. When they entered the room they found a Pegasus with a short messy silver mane,  red eyes, a deep blue coat and an iron cross around it's neck,on top of its head perched a little bird its cutie mark was a large menacing Black Eagle holding a beer and behind it was something that looked like a sword. Germany gave the Pegasus a look and scanned the room to find an earth pony with the same messy hair as italy only with the curly q  higher on its head, its base coat was a light tan and its cutie mark was a moustache with a tomato behind it and possibly a gun behind it.

"Romano, Prussia get up your creeping me out…" Germany said as Italy ran to Romano only to be grabbed by Prussia.

"Eh!!! Little Italy was brave enough to come to Russia and Switzerland! Ah!!!" He stated obviously drunk. Romano was no better, he was out cold surrounded by Prussia's favorite beer. There was a loud SMACK! And a yell that the entire world heard. "PRRRRUUSSSSIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Later those who knew the Nations would recall that it was Germany's voice but the nations would say it was not his slap.

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Here you go tis an Update!!! now i have a question, i have an idea on who this final person should be but i need to know something.... should i add a bit of action to the series like fights and a bit of blood? or should i not, Please let me know which you like!!!
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