The Beach, Sunday Afternoon

[furnaceface]

There was a cranky pony on the beach this afternoon.

There was a cranky pony on fire on the beach this afternoon.

Since first becoming a student at the school, Jono had been able to boast a wonderful track record of never turning into an animal. Ever. Other people, sure. But an animal? Nope. And then, today, after coming to the island to get away from his recent X-stalkers and the madness of the headlines, he'd woken up to this.

Not one to be deterred too much by the simple fact that he had no means of so much as wrapping himself up, he'd made his way out of his hotel room (after a battle with the doorknob that involved standing on his kind legs and wrestling it around with his front hooves) and to a place where he figured he wouldn't get too much negative attention. Sitting on the shore, listening to the waves... that was relaxing, at least.

And maybe making sandcastles, too. Just because.

[I couldn't resist. Open beach is open!]

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[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

Waking up as a pony had been, you know, fairly traumatizing. Miley's first instinct had been to come to the beach to calm herself down, but then she saw --

"OH MY GOD! You're on fire!"

[furnaceface]

There was a little purple pony screaming at him. That was problematic. But not terribly surprising, all things considered. Jonothon blinked, tilting his head at the other pony, and then gave his shoulders a shrug.

An odd gesture, on a horse.

//No, I'm not. It's a mirage. I'm not telepathic, either. Yer imagining things.//

Screwing with what he could only assume was a new kid was fun, at least.

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

SO MANY QUESTIONS.

"Pony-whose-voice-just-echoed-in-my-head-instead-of-out-loud-say-what?!"

[glacial_queen]

"That's normal," Karla mentioned. The 'for him' was going to have to be implied, obviously. Even in Fandom being on fire wasn't exactly 'normal.' "You must be new over the summer if you don't recognize him. Welcome to Fandom."

And ponies!

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"Thanks!" Miley chirped. "I'm Miley Stewart. Brand-new as of last week. The whole people-on-fire thing hasn't sunk in yet."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Why yes, yes Deadpool was frolicking through the beach.

BECAUSE HE WAS A PONY.

"Wheeeeeeeee! Wheeeee! Wheeeeeeeeee!"

[furnaceface]

Oh, Deadpool. You were getting a look. Yes, a look.

It had to be in italics like that. That was about the only way to put it.

//Here is where I say something to you, asking you very dryly if yer enjoying yerself, and then I get completely ignored because you can't hear me,// Jono noted, his head bobbing a little as he watched the frolicking.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I have no idea if you're talking to meeeee!" Deadpool needed to stop frolicking about.

[glacial_queen]

There was a small blue unicorn sitting on the edge of the beach. And the next time Deadpool frolicked by, there was a stream of seawater arcing up to splash at him.

These two things were clearly unrelated. Also unrelated? Any jokes and snickering made by Deadpool about Karla's boyfriend this morning over the radio.

Laaaa.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"CURSE YOU, NARRATIVE CAUSALITY!"

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn supposed she should have been annoyed by the turning into a random animal thing. But, really, how much could she whine about being an awesome pony?

She trotted happily through town, eventually ending up at the beach for no particular reason. And then she blinked at Jono a lot.

"Are we all going to be ponies on fire next?"

She wasn't sure she could handle that.

[furnaceface]

//No, I think this is pretty much just a me thing,// Jono assured her. In her head. Naturally. //I'm fairly good at fire.//

As was possibly obvious.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn stiffened a bit at the voice in her head, then relaxed. "Sorry. I thought you graduated and the island was coming up with new ways to torture other people."

She would have said no offense but she didn't really care if she offended him. "I'm Quinn."

[glacial_queen]

As ponies, they really were adorable, weren't they? They even had tiny little pony accessories!

"Kiss kiss!" Even as a pony, Karla had standards to uphold.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Kiss kiss," Quinn echoed happily, then wrinkled her pony brow. "Wait, was that dirty?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"He's always on fiiiiiiire." Hello to you too, frolicking Deadpool.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Oh good." Because that was sympathetic.

Quinn looked at the red and black pony for a moment, then: "Oh my god, you're the vice principal."

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"Oh my god," Miley said, catching sight of the bedazzled pink pony before her. "Official most adorable pony ever."

Which was a compliment, Quinn. This was a girl who liked ponies, after all.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn preened, prancing around Miley to give her a better view. "I did come out pretty cute, didn't I?" she asked.

[glacial_queen]

"You're doing it wrong," Karla said cheerfully. "At least, you are if that's supposed to be a castle."

That was Karla for 'hello.'

"Good job taking my advice!" Just in time to become a pony, yay!

[furnaceface]

Yaaaay, being a pony.

//I chose quite th'weekend for it,// Jono noted, glowering at his sand-lump and then swiping it to the side with one hoof. //Just in time to sit around looking like a small barnyard animal.//

[glacial_queen]

"But a very cute one," Karla assured him, ignoring the fire. "I like your ass-stamp."

Hers was better, obviously, but his was still cool. "Here, let me help you with it!"

The castle, not the ass-stamp. Honestly, Jono, keep up.

Karla's horn glowed with light as the sand righted itself, turning into an elaborate sand-palace, complete with sand-battlements, sand-turrets, and even sand-pennants. She sat back on her haunches, looking very proud of herself.

[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

Ariel, on the other hand, loved being a pony! She could even forgive the fact that half of her seemed to want to imitate the color of her fin. At least it wasn't a fin, and now she had not only two, but four legs and you can bet someone was spending some time frollicking on the beach.

Frollicking happily until, naturally, she got distracted and had to stop with a (surely not old by now), "Whoa! You're on fire!"

[furnaceface]

Totally not old at all.

//Yes, I do that,// Jono replied. And then kind of did a double-take. And then buried his face in one... uh... hoof. Even if the voice hadn't tipped him off on the identity of this particular pony, the hair was a dead giveaway. //Hello, Ariel.//

Oh, busted.

[shes-got-legs.livejournal.com]

"Jono?" Ariel all but squealed a little, laughing and letting out her pony energy with a little prancing step. "That's you under all that fire, huh?"