Fimizilla - !!install!!

“STOP!” yelled Rainbow Dash, zooming up to eye level. “Hey! Big scaly! You’re crushing the mailboxes!”

She raised her head and took a single, careful step backward, her tail lifting out of the new riverbed. Then she knelt—an entire mountain kneeling—and lowered her forehead to the ground before the six ponies.

“I’m not afraid,” she whispered to herself. Then, louder: “Excuse me! Miss Fimizilla?” fimizilla

Fimizilla laughed. The laugh was an avalanche that stopped just before the tree line. It was the most beautiful disaster anypony had ever heard.

And Fluttershy sang.

Her voice was a bass note that made the mountains lean in. It was the sound of continents drifting, of magma cooling into new land, of the first fern unfurling after a fire. It was sorrow, yes, but sorrow being woven into the fabric of a larger song.

She turned and began walking toward Canterlot. In the chaos, Fluttershy did not run. She walked up to the giant’s hoof as it came down, stood in the shadow of its cleft, and simply sat down. “STOP

The trouble began with a single, low-frequency groan that bypassed ears and vibrated directly in the ribs of every pony in Ponyville. Dishes rattled. Fillies clutched their teddy bears. Pinkie Pie’s mane went completely flat.