Can I see yer invitation? (Patreon)

This is a moment from a dream I had last night in my Equestria  dreamscape that I wanted to get down on paper so I figured I'd share it.  This is not part of the current ongoing dream arc but many years later.  

    The gigantic being slowly continued its march across the  landscape trampling everything in its way. Dozens of acres of tall  conifers were crushed beneath its massive hooves with each stride. Great clouds of dust swirled around it and ground slowly rolled and swayed  under its titanic bulk.

    A couple miles away Applebloom  floated in the air and chewed on a piece of gum as she watched the  leviathan approach her. A strong, steady wind caused her mane and tail  flutter like pennant flags and her red bow to flap in the breeze.

One nice thing about the dream realm is the fact that your gum never loses its flavor. Thought the little filly. Her gum chewing enjoyment was interrupted by a voice in her head.

Mistress, it appears that a violent encounter is inevitable. Should I sheath you?
 

The  little filly felt her glistening black pants squirm and move a little around her body. She glanced over at the gigantic scythe she had draped  across her shoulders. The great cat eye of malachite green was staring  at her. She slowly shook her head.

Nah. Thought the filly. This bumbling thing ain't going be ta that much trouble. Despite how big and ugly it is!

Applebloom  could feel the rage and malignant thoughts radiating from it. It was bent on one thing. Crashing into the dream realm of ponies and for the last hour the filly had been trying to get to turn around and leave, but  this thing was bent on its own destruction.

    Still she'd give it one more chance. Taking a deep breath Applebloom did her best impression of the Royal Canterlot Voice.

"EXCUSE  ME. BUT CAN I SEE YER INVITATION? IF YA DON'T GOT ONE YER GOING TA HAVE  TURN AROUND AND GO BACK WHERE YA ALL CAME FROM. I NEED AN INVITATION OR  A NOTE FROM PRINCESS LUNA SAYING IT ALRIGHT FER YA TA GOING STOMPING  AROUND IN PONIES DREAMS. YA GOT THAT?"

Applebloom  continued to float in the air and chew her gum while she waited for its  reply. Everything with this monstrosity took forever. After a couple  minutes deep, thundering, groaning screech like lake ice breaking came booming across the grassy plain. Accompanying the acoustic bombardment  was a new wave of violent, hungry thoughts.

    The filly sighed and spat her gum out. Didn't want to swallow it in middle of a battle.  She tossed the scythe into the air and then caught it again in her hoofs. She shook her head.

    "Try ta be nice and courteous to some folks and they just throw insults back at ya."

To be continued.