I'm flattered that you guys liked my little tangent there, however my finishing it didn't really rely on you guys encouraging me to do so, I just ran out of things to in my head to piece the story together. Same is true for my lack of posts on the RP thread, I'm kinda stuck in writer's block of where a good place to put the Death Egg in order to move the Robotnik/Chrysalis story along. However, I now have more of this story ready to go, I hope you enjoy, and sorry for the inactivity in the RP.
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Ghosts... Of Chirstmas past..." Said Cranium in a, 'oh, you don't say' sort of tone. Summer_Breeze then stepped forward and began her part, "Yes, and I'm afraid we won't be the last, but that's for later, right now we're going to show you what Christmas was like for little Cranium... To make you feel bad for how your treating people around the holidays now." Cranium was rather annoyed to hear this, "No. No I shall not take your jont down memory lane, I am going to stay right here in my be-" Cranium was promptly lifted out of his bed by Pinkie, and thrown into what appeared to be a river raft, the other ghosts sat inside of the raft as well, and began to paddle... BACK IN TIME!
As they paddled forward, the raft went backward, and was also upside down, as it traveled through the time tube. "What?! What is this?!" Exclaimed Cranium, "What is this?!" The ghosts were just as shocked as Cranium, "We don't know!" Shouted a distraught Villan, "We accepted this gig on a whim! This was just for college credit!" Pinkie was too busy laughing at all the funny faces everypony(one) was making to form a response to Cranium's question. "I just accepted because Pinkie Pie said that she knew of something fun we could all do together that didn't involve dirt, I wasn't ready for thi-he-hisss" bawled Rarity, tears making her mascara run down her face. "Ahhhhhhhh! Why is it going backwards, AND upside down?!" Cried a shaken Summer, clinging onto the raft for dear afterlife. After 3 agonizing minutes (funniest minutes of Pinkie Pie's life) the raft slowed to a stop, just in front of an apartment complex, the occupants of the raft all tumbled out, Villan barfed off-screen, Rarity was in the fettle position, Summer was kissing the ground, Pinkie was jumping up and down, wanting to do it again. After about 20 minutes, the group collected themselves enough to proceed with the lesson of the past, Villan began, "Okay... Mr. Tyranus this is your childhood- WHERE IS HE?!" Villan exclaimed as she noticed that they were short, one cranky Cranium.
"Oh, he fell off sometime before we ended up here." Said Pinkie Pie, playing a game of hopscotch in the playground in the middle of the complex. "And you're only telling us this now?!" Said Villan to the pink party mare, "Ooh, ooh! I'll go back and get him!" Said Pinkie Pie excitedly, "Um, Pinkie, are you sure you should go... By yourself?" Said a concerned Rarity, though she was in no hurry to volunteer. "No worries Rarity, I'll be back before you can say..." She started before paddling forward and going through the portal backward, but before she could even disappear completely through the portal, she came back through another portal, five feet behind the original, with Pinkie Pie exclaiming, "Poof! See? Told ya!" Just as this Pinkie came the rest of the way through the portal with Cranium in tow, clutching a broken string of perals, the one that was leaving had just gone the rest of the way through her portal, narrowly avoiding a time paradox.
"Do you have any idea what I've been through?!" Exclaimed an absolutely livid Cranium. "What do you mean? You've been gone 20... 30 minutes, tops." Summer stated inquisitively, "Oh! Oh! Didn't realize I was dealing with someone who does this sorta thing all the time!" Snapped an angry Cranium, Summer took cover behind Villan. "Where did you find him Pinkie?" Asked Villan, slightly disturbed by the turn of events. "Well, there was this big tower that had 'Gotham Federal' written on it, but other then that, I don't know." Said Pinkie, Rarity ran up to hug her friend, glad that she made it back, but Villan and Summer looked at Cranium in sheer terror, "What?" Asked Cranium shrugging, in one hand, the string of perals, in the other, his six-shooter, still smoking.
Later, inside of Cranium's childhood home, Little Cranium was sitting at the table, his mother was making lunch at the time, while he was playing with his Christmas present, a to scale toy Buzz Lightyear. As the group looked in from a window Summer started up, "See this was you on Christmas Day, 1998, remember how your mother cared for you and you felt all that holiday cheer... Wait, where'd he go now?" Asked a perplexed Summer, the rest of the group shrugged before Rarity's face turned to sheer fright, "Um... Girls, I do believe I found him." She said pointing back at the window, the scene was one of true horror. Cranium was in the house, brandishing his gun and eating the Mac and cheese with chopped-up hotdogs strait out of the pot. He then walked toward little Cranium, took his Buzz Lightyear toy, though the audio was muffled to the point of being mute, Cranium clearly mouthed the words, "Get a job" to his younger self before throwing the toy on the ground, three gun shots ringing out through the complex, the toy was completely destroyed, the four ghosts quickly converged on Cranium as he exited, "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MEAN YOU WERE JUST NOW!" Pinkie yelled at Cranium, whom was completely unfazzed. Then Rarity trotted toward Cranium and posed a question, "Say, Cranium, how was your Christmas say... Circa 1998?" Cranium thought for a while before frowning. "Well everything was going swell before some homeless psychotic lunatic came rampaging through my apartment, ate lunch and, Ohhhhhh...." Cranium said before they shoved him into the raft again.
A little while later, in Cranium's downstairs living room, everything was still and quiet, at peace, then the time raft ported in, landing on the coffe table, shattering it, it then bounced around the room, wrecking many things in it wake before finally jetting Cranium from the raft, the four ghosts then stuck thier heads out of the raft, all with angry expressions, "Hey, Merry freakin' Christmas, jerk! Hope you die in a fire!" Said a heated Villan, "This was supposed to be a fun experience for everypony, and you had to go and ruin it!" Said a steamed Pinkie Pie, "I have no idea why anyone would want to even give you the chance to redeem yourself, creep!" Said an enraged Summer, "I've met quite a few insufferable ponies in my day, but you sir, have been by far the worst thing to have ever lived, adieu!" Said a livid Rarity. They then sailed off, somewhere in the past, or to the spirt world, or their respective planes of existence or something. Cranium stood in the middle of his floor for a while before scratching his rear. He then climbed the stairs, back to his oversized bedroom, "Well, at least that's done with." He said to himself as he turned the knob, upon entering however he knew it had only just begun. "Hey there," said one of the new set of ghosts, once again, two ponies, two humans, though this time the humans were male. "Okay, we're the ghosts of Christmas present, so sit down, shut up, and enjoy the ride." Said the other human ghost. "Daw crap..." Said Cranium, noticing that it was 2:43 a.m.