Beach Party Thread(Non-Canon)

[Caira Ayryn]

Aragorn tended to his bloodied skull after leaving swirls of crimson on the sand.

Meanwhile, Pinkiepie huffed in chortling gusts of air and imitated unconvincing cough noises. Seeing as that wasn't enough, her pony body played the part as she dramatically staggered on quaking knees before collapsing onto the ground with a hoof laying over her forehead.

"I'LL SAVE YOU!" Someone called from the distance, but before they could make it, a Snorlax fell from a shimmering distance high above and crash-landed on her, crushing the pink pony's body into the unsettled earth.

"ZzzZzzZzz"

...

By now, Caira was covered in the saline water that stung her eyes. Droplets had balanced on her lashes and leaked into her ears. It only got worse as she swung the gray fish high above her head by its tail fin and launched the gilled creature halfway across the beach, and right into the Snorlax that had collapsed on Pinkie Pie.

With an immediate thrash, the water laden girl turned her scornful gaze on the helpless Yamcha, and dragged him by the ear. "No more swimming for you! This outta teach you not to interrupt people's dates! I'll show you just how fake my really punch is!"

They made their way to the sand once more, as Caira inflicted

The Punishment.

Later, the monk glimpsed at a pink horse wriggling out from the bottom of a large... Uh... Bear?

Muffled and squeaked complaints could be heard, but created not-quite formed sentences. "M-mm, mm-m-MM!" The pink one worked to get herself unstuck as the two nobles met eyes once more.

"Want to play some volleyball?" Caira offered to the dreamy King and spun a ball in her hand.

King Aragorn looked into her eyes before humbly declining and telling her he must get back to his lifeguard duties. "When the sun goes down, I shall see you again."

It was a promise sealed in elvish and they parted ways.

...

At this point, the magenta pony's attempt had proved hopelessly unsuccessful. Who would have guessed that a wild Snorlax would crush her from the sky? Or that PP's nemmy the girl would be the actual one to save her from suffocating under a pokémon's ass?

The pony scowled and rubbed her askew mane back into proportion before getting her bearings. Far in the distance there was another pink figure, when she looked at him, she felt like he had the ability to deliver all the sweets in the world to her (a dream came true), but he had a funny nose, and she couldn't get over it. Instead, Pinkie Pie's attention reset on the more pressing predicament...

After PP rose to her four hooves Pepsi man approached the weary, bearing good tidings and fresh drinks. "Would you care for a glass?"

"Fine, I'll take one of your non-canon potions, but ONLY if you give that girl one. She has got some serious anti-canon bullshit going on."

Pepsiman delivered the drink to Caira who looked at it in question.

Pinkie Pie announced, "Caira, drink a Pepsi."

"Why?"

"Because you turn into a sass-mouth when you are anti-canon."

Caira took a sip and was restored to her demure and noble ways as the crisp flavor sizzled in her mouth, "Ahhhhh."

"PERRRFECT." Pinkie Pie schemed while grinding her two hooves together and noted that the girl's once-favorable flamboyance was gone. It would be much easier for the pony to walk over the gracious monk (now that Caira had honor to uphold) and right into the arms of the girl's boyfriend, King Aragorn.

Yes, the naive girl would have no idea that Pinkie was upon her.