Battle of the Bulge II: Fit to be Fat (8)
[At the salon…]
“My goodness, dahlings more fame for us all,” announced Rainbow Dash entering.
“Huh?” asked Starlight doing Bon Bon’s hair.
“What do you mean?” asked Melody.
“There’s a website created just for us plump ponies called PlumpPudgyvillePonies.com where members post pictures of us from all across the world,” said Rainbow Dash.
“Are they good pictures?” asked Pinkie Pie.
“I’ve been there. I told Rainbow Dash all about it last night and she was thrilled. It’s certainly one of the best sites I’ve ever been to. The images are very clear as well, down to even our belly buttons,” added Bright Eyes.
“Where do they get their photos?” asked Sweetheart.
“Yeah, something doesn’t seem right here. They could’ve asked for photos of us,” said Clover.
“I did some added research and the photos appear to be during the last 2 years we’ve been around, just look. There’s where Sunny-Daze got her suntan while we were chatting,” replied Bright Eyes.
“Wait, what’s that word at the very bottom of that photo?” asked Melody. *Bright Eyes zooms in on that part of the image*
“I didn’t even see that when I looked before. It reads “PLUMP” in all capital letters so it’s an acronym, or a word short for something else but what could this mean? Looks like we’ll all need to do some research to find out more about this.” said Bright Eyes. [Meanwhile…]
“Now that we have proof that these fat slobs exist, we can at long last get them eliminated for good,” declared Stella.
“That website is the perfect bait to have others bring in their proof and to keep those ponies at bay as they marvel over their popularity,” agreed Mary.
“The best part is, they don’t have any information on us. So what if our logo is on the images? They don’t have a clue what it means,” added Stephanie.
“Still, there’s only so many ways one can use our acronym to make 5 separate words so we must be ready with a back-up plan if this one fails,” warned Stella.
“Perhaps we could make them fatter still, you know to prevent them from being able to do anything to stop us?” suggested Stephanie.
“Ugh, I despise those flabby foals as they are so there’s no way I’m going to take that plan into action, Stephanie,” remarked Stella.
“How about taking their fattening food and inserting something that makes them thin?” asked Mary.
“You might be on to something there, Mary. After all, they love being fat and we hate them for their obesity so why not make ourselves happy and them upset? The only question is, how do we make this “thing” and how do we get it into their food?” pondered Stella.
“What about making our own food that appears to be high in calories but is actually healthy?” asked Mary.
“Yes but what do we call it?” questioned Stella.
“You foals! Don’t you understand that what you’re planning is false advertising?” protested Stephanie.
“Then you must not know me very well. That’s the type of thing I would do because I’m the type of pony that cheats on tests, plays tricks on other ponies or blames other ponies for my own actions,” replied Stella.
“Just checking as I’m one of those types of ponies too,” stated Stephanie.
“So am I,” added Mary.
“Glad you’re on my side. Now then, why don’t we get to work on our little project, shall we? *They work on their new drink* [An hour later…] There, our new beverage is ready!” said Stella.
“The name?” questioned Mary.
“I call it Plump Pineapple! They’ll never suspect that what they’re about to enjoy is going to bring an end to their days as massive mares,” proclaimed Stella.
TO BE CONTINUED...
