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Estee


On the Sliding Scale Of Cynicism Vs. Idealism, I like to think of myself as being idyllically cynical. (Patreon, Ko-Fi.)

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Sit quietly. Do your homework. Study. As far as the Crusaders are concerned, being shut away in Rarity's stockroom on the first day of the weekend is very much like punishment, especially since there isn't anything interesting in there -- well, nothing they're still allowed to do. The previous attempts to entertain themselves mean the only items not expressly on the Forbidden list are the horribly weak clear-dry craft glue and the spools of thread.

Today's homework is about spiders and the weaving of webs.

There may be something they can do with the thread.



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"I'll use the craft glue," Scootaloo reluctantly decided.

"Kinda weak, ain't it?" Apple Bloom checked.

"That's why it's actually good here," the pegasus reasoned. "It won't gum up the threads, and it'll just peel off when she wants to start the spool. This stuff always peels."

Hmm... doesn't craft glue catch fire when it comes into contact with certain kinds of thread?

I have not yet read the story but from the long description I have only one response...

CRUSADERS NO!

Also, the average acre of temperate zone land hosted a popular of one million spiders. That was something they were trying very hard to forget.

IDK if I buy that, (1 acre = 43,560 Sq ft = about 23 per square foot) but I have read that nobody is more than 10 feet from a spider. :twilightoops: Except, presumably, in places too cold for spiders.

I'm surprised rainbow didn't get caught in one of their nets, though if she had I suppose the other two would have been nicer to the crusaders

Awww, I was hoping for the scenes where ponies get caught in the webs.

Still a funny little one-shot. Those three can get creative when they want. If I was a teacher, I would have given points for originality and for researching how to actually make a web.

Gems had been sorted, searched, short-sheeted (because if you were already pranking somepony's bed, a few rough gems under the sheets wouldn't hurt -- or rather, it would be really, really annoying), and occasionally swallowed.

:unsuresweetie: "I don't get what Spike sees in them."

Sweetie was still somewhat dubious. "Um," she timidly tried, "spiders... when they make webs..." A rising hot blush started to underlight white fur. "It comes out of... out -- of... um... " Which was followed by a tide of green. "I... don't think there's a mark for that. I don't want a mark for that..."

Sadly, none of them were doing well enough in chemistry to design web fluid, though Apple Bloom could probably cobble together the shooting mechanisms. But it's not like Ponyville has that many tall buildings anyway.

The little unicorn's next stretch of silence represented either the gallop-up to a full murder attempt (with blunted horn) or an extremely thorough consultation of her internal dictionary.

Scootaloo truly has matched her big sister in at least one respect.

They got her free after a while. Three laws of topology were casually violated in order to do so, but the fillies didn't know those existed and so there was no problem there.

Pinkie Pie felt a vague sense of plagiarism at work, but she figured that just meant ponies were trying to copy her recipes and felt duly flattered.

"Six limbs! Six! I'm fifty percent more snagged than either of you --"

That's honestly an impressive bit of quick math given what I expect from this Scootaloo.

:facehoof: Oh, girls...

Delightful bit of silliness. Thank you for it. I know Cerea wasn't an option for you today, but I find myself wondering what Rachnera would think of all of this.

"From the other day. The one which needs a mask ." The pegasus grinned. "How hard could it be to get a cast of Bon-Bon's face?"

They are so screwed. I hope somepony stops them before they get to far because she may not be very forgiving.

"Also, the average acre of temperate zone land hosted a population of one million spiders..."

Kill its with fires....

(Although I think cranberry bogs run the decimal point over one or two places.)

"WAIT!" the pegasus shouted. "I've got a plan!"

Baldrick has nothing on Scootaloo.

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And Pinkie Pie is the only one in Ponyville with Spider-Sense

:moustache: Bon Bon's stuck to Lyra
:duck: Of course they're friends
:moustache: No stuck stuck like Elmer Glue stuck
:facehoof:
:unsuresweetie: body cast?
:scootangel: Perma Snuggle lotion?
:applecry: Spider pee?
:twilightoops:

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Ahh, but is Scootaloo's plan a cunning plan? If it isn't cunning enough to brush your teeth with, then it is merely an average plan.

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I thought it was youre never more than 10 foot from a rat in New York City?

Sweetie! You're a spool!"

Hagrid? Is that you?:unsuresweetie:

Obviously Twilight didnt end up trying to take out her thread trap with a little applied carbonisation, as that mixed volume of combustible organic matter to air wouldve lead to a flash of light visible from the Crystal Empire? And likly its reflection visible back in Canterlot. thereby making Twilight even more annoyed that she couldnt use it to demostrate a measure for the local speed of light in a high thamaturgical field? :twilightangry2:

Dandelion sap glue?:trollestia:

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Admiral Biscuit has a story about wolf spiders & cranberry bogs.

I know what you did. You know what you did, and you know what I mean when I say I know that you know I know what you did.
I doubt I was the first and I highly doubt I'll be the last.

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...yeah, you're really gonna have to narrow that down.

Strangely enough, their homework excuse might actually have weight here. If only because they now have a better understanding of the benefits, drawbacks and challenges of web designs and creating them.

11252432 Oddly enough, the CMC are rapidly becoming experts in a vast number of things, far more than children their ages would ordinarily know. They've pushed back the borders of ignorance in practically every category, and can tell others just exactly what explodes, claws, scratches, trips, drips, tangles, snags, sticks, explodes, burns, smokes, ignites, and many other sticky situations. Red Splasher could easily enlist them as Material Hazard Specialists in the Ponyville Fire Department (since they're at the scene of so many fires anyway)

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It's a Spiderses reference, isn't it?

This is less funny when you remember why DREAM is more important than Reality or Consequences. It's like how Dulcinea's dumb act isn't really all that funny when you remember what she's facing..........

It was a butiful spring daty in Eckwestria when Twillite Spackle did the magic. "Ok magic, happen!" And she casted the spell. "Why is everything bigger and 8? Oh, it is because, I am a spider now."

And meny yearz latter... this sotry also hapened.

:pinkiecrazy:

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I'm surprised they haven't been co-opted into Ponyville General (or Canterlot General, given their reputation) public service safety announcements.

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librarian lecture on Effects Upon A Pony Body Which Goes Into A Very Tight Net At High Speed,

Sounds like she might have done just that.

Aha! A story about webs where one must read between the lines for the payoff… how thematically appropriate! Clever job, and a nice diversion.

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When has THAT ever stopped them?

Bon Bon.. oh gods don't try that fillies.

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Superglue does on contact with cotton. "Craft glue" would be more like Elmer's glue, which doesn't have that issue.

Though the odds of this particular trio deciding to go for the superglue instead is distressingly high...

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Bon-Bon's gonna snap on them so hard if they take her unawares or surprise her. You don't have to be wanting to hurt them to react in the moment if they're fucking with you. I could only see it happening when she was asleep, in the astronomically unlikely scenario where they actually come up with that good of a plan and can actually execute on it (by getting into their house somehow). It has to stay on there long enough to form the impression and be removed. Bon-Bon is notoriously violent. This can only end in comedy. Dark, dark, glorious comedy.

Thanks for the story Estee. It was fun. Surprised Sweetie didn't get more hurt from the debacle, but it wasn't about realistic potential situations to start with anyway

I'm a bit surprised it wasn't Luna. Dropping intangibility after the first two would feel a bit contrived, but she could still reasonably have hit all four in the same night - and just being there for all four would be entirely natural.

Also, I'm reasonably certain they can get a cast of Bon-Bon's face and get away afterwards. She expects ponies to respect her viciousness and is therefore vulnerable to ambushes - and this one pretty much guarantees she won't see who did it (if she isn't just passed out the whole time, drunk or otherwise), and her first guesses afterwards will probably be the wrong ones. She'll be past the violence by the time she knows to go after them. Won't be too much fun for her initial victims, but there's no reason the fillies will even notice that part, so for them it never happened.

And then there was that special gold cloth, which was just so hard to make. It had any number of Crusading uses, and the small bolt which openly rested within its own special cubbyhole would be pressed into none of them. The fillies knew exactly how hard it was to make now, because that one small claims court judgment had assigned them to a moon of making it. The results had been about twenty extra attempts away from becoming passable, and Apple Bloom was still trying to comb the last stray strands out of her fur.

I love it when court proceedings conclude with a constructive sentence that actually fits the crime. This is perfection.

"The next word were preceded by the sound"
"The next words were preceded by the sound"?

"although it tend to pull in six different"
"although it tended to pull in six different"?

"Stood as much she bared, and took"
"Stood as much as she dared, and took"?

"Did you hear trying to brag about"
"Did you hear him trying to brag about"?

Heh. I'm reminded of a time, years ago, when I was left unsupervised with a spool of... string or twine, I forget which, at my paternal grandparents' house. The result, at least according to my somewhat dim memories of it, was quite something. And I think I also recall that some of the string/twine at the anchor points stuck around for years. :D

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They got her free after a while. Three laws of topology were casually violated in order to do so, but the fillies didn't know those existed and so there was no problem there.

Best line. :D

Scootaloo tended to announce the biological stuff with pleasure, and often expected applause.

Other best line. XD

And then Bon-Bon was smothered in her sleep by fillies. :B

Curious way to teach the fillies a lesson to trap them in the web they made

11320658 Alondro simply denies laws exist, which makes them go away! Reality is an arbitrary concept. Like that whole thing about radiation being dangerous. Well screw that nuclear physicist! Alondro ate 5 fuel rods to spite him! :pinkiecrazy:

(Disclaimer: Alondro is a native of New Jersey. Normal humanoid lifeforms may not survive the levels of toxic waste his species evolved to tolerate.)

"How hard could it be to get a cast of Bon-Bon's face?"

I think I'd prefer that the Crusaders were trying for a candy-eating mark rather than a candy-making one. Less chance of illness.

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You... you...
In what universe would having the CMC working in a hospital be a good idea?
Whoops. I think I misinterpreted your comment upon rereading it.

"Cutie Mark Crusader Surgeons, yay!"

Scootaloo hit the switch on the stopwatch and looked at the time before looking down at where Sweetie and Apple Bloom stood sheepishly beside the operating table. "Twelve minutes and twenty seconds. Not bad. Now.. put him back together again."

Cutie Mark Crusader Anesthetists, yay!

"Hey Sweetie?" Scootaloo tentatively asked.

"Mm?" Sweetie Belle responded, preoccupied with unspooling the tubing from the helium tank.

"I've hooked the mask up to the H2O tank, but the patient's just making a gurgling noise instead of going to sleep."

"Cutie Mark Crusader Diagnosticians, yay!"

"I was attacked by timber wolves, I need help!"

Apple Bloom took a moment to push the glasses back up on her snout before they fell off. They made everything seem weirdly sharp and were giving her a headache, but something in her soul knew she needed glasses for this role.
"I'm recommending a course of treatment for lupus," She rescued the glasses again before continuing. "That's Griffonant for wolf attack, so it all makes sense."

"It's not lupus! Why am I even being seen by a filly? Where are the real doctors?!"

Apple Bloom blushed. "Ah, well y' see..."

"Cutie Mark Crusader Hospital Cafeteria Workers, yay!"

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