A New Breed: Chapter 16Chapter 16A New Breed: Chapter 16 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Know thy enemy"
She just wanted to cry
She knew she couldn't, not anymore, but that didn't stop her from wanting to. There was something wholly unsatisfying about sobbing when your body can't create tears. Her own heat boiled them away the moment they formed, even when she struggled to keep her powers turned off.
Her blonde mane and tail flared with heat as her emotions refused to listen, swirling out of control. Pyre couldn't cry, so she would do the next best thing; she would get angry. Angry at the Imps who "retired" her friends with so little effort. Angry at the team for not saving them. Angry at Indigo, a unicorn she'd befriended when she had been first forced out of the clouds, who was killed almost as soon as the team landed. She neve
A New Breed: Chapter 4Chapter 4A New Breed: Chapter 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"This is so COOL!"
"Be careful, Miss Key," Mai reprimanded gently, "You need to focus on all four legs."
"I remember Mai," she said, grinning with such ferocity her face hurt, "I can see now why Widget used to love flying, this is so much fun!"
"Output is maintaining at Twenty-two percent," The AI noted to the hovering pony. Strapped over each hoof of the small khaki mare was a metallic boot of chromed steel that reached almost to her knees, and from each metal hoof sprouted a small jet of blue-white plasma. Using all four hooves like this, Clockwork Key was able to hover slowly about the lab. She had to be careful though, cables of all sorts were still connected to
A New Breed: Chapter 1Chapter 1A New Breed: Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The end of every story is the beginning of another"
The khaki colored mare barely heard anything around her, her form slumped in the stiff command chair. She found it impossible to focus on the screens before her, her mind still whirling from the events of the last night and what it cost the Agency, and her. It had just been a routine check, nothing like that was supposed to happen!!
But it had. The final member of "The Six" was dead, the legendary hero Lady Sparkle the Wise, Mistress of Magic. That didn't hit her nearly as hard as the other news. Her elder brother sacrificed himself to ensure that the imps could not steal her mind before she died. Reports, reports she confirmed personally, showed evidence that he destroyed a Brain-worm Gem the wrong way, then activated the "final option" she designed into his armour. T
A New Breed: Chapter 15Chapter 15A New Breed: Chapter 15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"All in the Family"
Luna sighed and looked out her office window for a long minute.
With a sharp motion, she pulled the curtains closed against the glare of her sister's sun. A pair of lights sprung up, activated magically by the Princess as she turned to look over the ponies assembled. All six of them looked worse for wear, but considering what some of them had just endured, Luna was happy they were standing at all.
On the far left stood Spectrum, Rainbow Star, with her soft white coat and rainbow colored mane and hair. She'd naturally taken charge of the group the moment she'd gotten in range of the imps, but technically she was too young to even join the Agency, much less lead a group.
A New Breed: Chapter 12Chapter 12A New Breed: Chapter 12 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Picking Up the Pieces"
"It's good to see you up and around," the doctor said, and smiled her best.
The mare did not answer in kind, her gaze particularly acidic as she looked over the lilac coated doctor. The doctor ignored this and used her magic to hover a clipboard at eye-level, her horn glowing gently as she surveyed the treatments and other doctor's notes about this patient. Clockwork could already guess what more then a few of those comments said: that she was surly, uncooperative, and mean spirited. She knew the doctors and nurses were only doing their best to help her, and after her brush with death, she really should be more appreciative, but she just couldn't cobble together much appreciation right now not after what Princess Luna had told her.
A New Breed: ProloguePrologueA New Breed: Prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I'll sleep when I'm dead"
"Talk to me," the earpiece crackled.
"Looks clear so far," he answered, twisting his head slowly to survey the landscape about him in the dark of the night. Optics in his helmet made that problem trivial, scanning over the small cracks and impact lines that scattered the ground he hovered over, "Looks like this one might've been harmless."
"Don't give me that Widget," the feminine voice over the earpiece shot, "You saw the same readings I did. 'Harmless' wouldn't have spiked the sensors like that."
"Relax Clockwork, I'm not about to leave yet. And we're on site, you're supposed to use the call-signs," he chuckled, and his eyes scanned over the sensor rea
A New Breed: Chapter 6Chapter 6A New Breed: Chapter 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The show must go on"
"You requested my presence?"
Luna turned from where she had been contemplating the view from her office window, her head dipping slightly to her guest, "I'm sorry, Thunderhooves, but I must be the bearer of bad news."
"He passed," the bison stated, already knowing. The Princess responded with a slow nod.
"If there is anything you need " she started.
"There is only one thing I require, Princess," he sighed, "I must ask you to call a replacement to fill my spot in the ranks. I must leave immediately to tend to my family, and bear the mantle my father has left to me."
A New Breed: Chapter 9Chapter 9A New Breed: Chapter 9 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Testing, can everypony hear me?"
"I've got you loud and clear," Clockwork answered, and the others of the team did as well through Galaxi's psychic link.
"Excellent. Time to see how well this works then," Princess Luna said in their minds. Clockwork had to grin, she hadn't expected Luna to take up the role when she suggested they needed a coordinator. "You will be meeting up with a trio of Unregistered ponies known as 'The Crusaders'. They have information of a star-fall in the Northern Reaches. Consider this your first official action as a team."
"Why am I pulling this damnable chariot?" Ultrapony growled and fidgeted in the leather harness that linked him to the go
A New Breed: Chapter 13Chapter 13A New Breed: Chapter 13 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"How are we feeling today Miss Key?"
"Better, Doctor Violet," the short mare answered, stretching slowly beside the bed. Her khaki colored coat caught the mid-morning light streaming in through the window behind her.
"Are you ready to leave us tomorrow morning?" the violet unicorn asked with a broad smile, watching as the other mare stretched and flexed her still sore leg. She was able to walk and trot almost normally on it, but it would be months before that front left was completely healed, and even then it wouldn't be back to one-hundred percent. Even unicorn magic had its limits, and the damage had been extensive.
"You have no idea Doctor," the mare answered with a
A New Breed: Chapter 5Chapter 5A New Breed: Chapter 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Her body trembled with exhilaration; she was FLYING!!
The sensors in her helmet were minimal, but easily tracked her flight speed and pitch as she banked around the oval flight track. The armour glinted in the midday sun, bare steel easily spotted in the shining light, not to mention the quartet of glowing white-blue "wings" that vibrated over her back. The metal form was only hidden for a split second as another cloud-ring was cleared on her way about the track. After four laps, she was growing more comfortable and confidant of her armour's abilities in the air.
She reached out a hoof, firing the plasma ejector to correct her course, and the armour jerked in response. Clockwork frowned, noting to herself to recalibrate the jets for the ch
That Insanity is a BerserkerWill: Another normal day at the office... *Sigh*That Insanity is a Berserker in Comedy More Like This
*Meanwhile, down the next street.*
Dupe box: Don't stop me now, I'm having such a good time...
S.: *Fighting off zombie hoard with a cricket bat*
*Back at Will's office*
Will: I have the strangest feeling that what I just said is about to become hilariously funny... But I have a more urgent feeling that I require use of the nearest W.C. And that now I'm heading into aforementioned W.C. that when I lock my self in the cubical, and after I have relieved my bladder, I will come under attack for a zombified ex-co-worker.
*Five minutes later*
Will: As ever, I was right. BURN UNDEAD SCUM!!!
Zombie: I only wanted to eat your brains...
Will: But I LIKE my brains...
Zombie: So it looks like peace is impossible...
Will: *Sigh* I guess. But at least let me wash my hands before trying to kill me! Gods!
Zombie: Oh yeah, sorry! Forgot that people who are still alive do that... I tried a bit back, but it burnt like HELL.
Will: *Washing hands* Maybe we
Hell is MurkyThe spinning shards ground against the stalwart bone. Soft, sublime flesh fell from the spine, getting shredded and chewed by the shards. Succulent, viscous blood spurted from the flesh, mixing with the finely powdered bone. This mixture of hard and soft, harsh and caressing, detestable and beloved spluttered out of the rear of the maelstrom of daggers, dry-roast by the immense heat. Steam and clouds of ash rose from the lance. Angel or Demon. Man or Seraph. Vampire or Wolfen. It made no difference. The turbine howled. It had drilled through the pile of bodies. Flesh nor bone, steel nor stone, life atoned, power unowned. None could hold the assault back. He kept looking, after all, the real demon had to be in there somewhere. It was only the way it was. They always hid, using their own- The blast of heat from the lance burnt the human corpses aside. He winced with the flash of fire. -or others. A rustling came to his ears. He swung the lance around, the intensity of the beam of hot airHell is Murky in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Insanity for all, Comrade.B. Header: *Flying fighter impossibly low towards bridge, standing in cockpit with cover open, spinning an electric guitar* Aahhh!!!Insanity for all, Comrade. in Comedy More Like This
Hallek: Screw you Haru... Hara... Time Lord!!! *Impossible Spin-Kick*
Cephlon: Oh fat man please. Sniper?
Hunter: *Headshots Hallek* I've just bagged me the fattest man in the world!!!
Ghost: Recall Hallek, Recall!
Hallek: *Teleports out*
Cephelon: Now I run through you. NOW I RULE YOU TOO!!!
Ghost: Nice try. But 'ave a taste! *Turns body to lava*
Special S. Hunter: Double Reference! Triple Reference! Over-reference! Reference-tacular!
Cephelon: Some people set others on fire. GHOST IS A SOUL-LESS MONSTER!!!
Tim: And I swear to defend, and I'll fight to the end!!!
Tim: Wait... It can't be... IT'S A GUNDUM!!!
Rx-295: *Roars, and stands on Tim"
S.: Oh my god... Berserker!!!
Kate: Wait, how did you hijack Zeus?
Hallek: I'd say it's a holy titan, and curse you for blasphemy myself.
Mavaia: Stop it guys. I know the writer has mental breakdowns now and again bu
Naowa's Quotes"Great, you made me so angry, I burnt all the pigment out of my body, now I look even more like a cadaver." (Sarcastically)Naowa's Quotes in Profiles More Like This
"It's a hard life for a necro. Stalkers won't accept it as a magic, and scientist won't accept it as a science. *Sighs*"
"Ah, Tim, you would LOVE to see the spirits of the dead. Even the weak and evil burn brightly, even if the evil do burn black..."
"Jack, you re-animate his body, and I'LL deal with his soul."
"No, DON'T kill it with fire, charred corpses are hard to work with."
"Oh, look who forgot to pay the ferryman his due."
"I HATE robots. So little to do to them. I COULD torture B.D.D.Y., because at least he has a soul, but the ONLY robot I can fight is on MY side. Oh well."
"DEATH TO THE FÜHRER OF THE THIRD RIECH!!! DOWN WITH DICTATORS!!!" (Said seemingly at random. This guy has some 'Personal Issues' with Hitler, other than the usual, universal 'He was a monster')
"Oh look, a spare limb. Hey mate, mind if I remove that for you?"
"I WAS NO
The Spark of Life: PrologueHeh, may as well start at the beginning, or rather as close to the beginning as I can figure out. My name is now Jesse Spark. Don't give half a damn what it used to be, or what it really is, I'm Jesse Spark now, and I'll stay Jesse Spark 'til the day I die. And knowing my life after losing my memory, and after the Never incident, the day I die will probably be sooner rather than later, and a lot sooner than I'd like. I was on a bus when it all started. Even after months, I can't remember further back. I'd like to say that I know I still had my attitude back then, somewhere between 'never say die' and that one really sarcastic guy everyone knows, but I can't, and anyway that's not the point. The point is I was on a bus. No clue why, no clue where I was going from, or to, just that I was on a bus, with my head bashing against the window at every bump in the damn road. Maybe I was feeling masochistic, I don't know, but I do know that it hurt like hell. I was looking out of the window at tThe Spark of Life: Prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Intro for FaerieShe looked down at the tops of the clouds as the heavy-duty lifting jets struggled to support her, burning bright and hard to keep her in the air. Her kind weren't designed to fly. As she ponderously floated through the air, the stubby stability fins that barely passed as wings holding her in line, she pondered what his signal would be. She didn't ponder for long. "Faerie!" The call rung out from the ground below, up through the air, and after a few seconds of travel it reached her ears. Ah, he was as subtle as ever. She realised that she was right above the cry, and so she cut the burning of the heavy, flickering, streams of superheated gas, and plummeted towards the ground, drawing her bow as she fell. There was never a dull moment with this one.Intro for Faerie in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She'd met him not long ago, when she was on guard duty.
He'd just appeared next to her. She would have known if he'd been there a second before. She had quickly turned, and pointed her weapon at him. Then she'd seen he was unarmed, and not e
Laughter and Fire-----Laughter and Fire in Short Stories More Like This
"It is so EASY to change outcomes with the most subtle manipulations." The one on the throne of madness crooned.
"What, what are you?" The defiant reply came.
"Just an agent. A manipulator. The Puppet Master. But though I am The Master of Puppets, I am but a puppet of a higher power."
"And what would that be?" The onlooker asked, disbelievingly.
The Master looked aside, "Why isn't it obvious?" He asked, "CHAOS IT'S SELF!" He turned showing all four masks of the Great Four on his face. He laughed. The onlooker fled, or at least tried to, only to explode into a cloud of read mist. The Master laughed, and laughed, and laughed.
The Aphee fell from the transport, and four pod sections split from it. The transport did not stop, but continued away. Then they received a transmittion from the Aphee- "I am afraid to say, sirs, that this in no longer a city-ship, sirs, and that the transport that deployed it, sirs, no longer a transport. It is a bomber, and this, sirs, is a bomb. Good
The Man They Call Reaper"Let The Blood Rain Down." The tall man's grating mechanical voice was met by the soft, even tone of the shorter figure in a black overcoat beside him.The Man They Call Reaper in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Indeed, old friend, sustenance for the plants."
He nodded towards the other two, who busy were walking back up the hill, they waved back. A quick, practiced flick of a motion, to draw as little attention to themselves as possible.
"Nightmare, new friend, old friend; The girls have almost returned."
His companion lowered his head. "I Have Known You For So Long, Not Known You For Even Longer. Will-"
Will raised his hand, holding it out in front of the taller man. "I do not call you Hallek, Nightmare, old friend, for Hallek is no longer who you are."
Bowing his head again, Nightmare turned to Will. "You Are Right Reaper, I Apologise."
"No harm done, old friend, but you would do well to remember who everyone here is. Who everyone is now." With that comment, and a slight nod of agreement from the tall figure with the bleeding eyes who was T
Bombardment Cruiser- The Lucifer IIShe slowly stepped though the airlock. Lucifer the Second, the plaque proudly read.Bombardment Cruiser- The Lucifer II in Settings More Like This
Beneath the ship's name, it's titles were inscribed. The Immortal, The Undefeated. The first Lucifer had gone down fighting, to man. And during that last fight, it held off death until the bitter end, as the other half of the Lucifer II had done before it's refitting and renaming.
The Lucifer II was a cobbled together piece of junk with most features of the Lucifer but the basic hull of The Undefeatable, the flagship of a fleet of the same name. While barely functioning and holding off an overwhelming attack, and after every other ship in it's fleet had been destroyed, The Undefeatable had turned the tide single-handedly, taking out the two cruisers that remained of the enemy force. It's crew largely intact, the ship then triumphantly returned to the port it had just saved, and was being repaired when the Lucifer's remains and any surviving
The reincarnation.He laughed, "Not as though anyone's here to save you now, you lost relic!"The reincarnation. in Short Stories More Like This
The man suspended in the fluid filled tube just hung there, unanswering, as though he knew that the madman with a knife behind the one taunting him would stab the thing immediately in front of him. Either that or it was the fact that he was dead. The madman stabbed the thing immediately in front of him, as the tube-ridden man may or may not have foreseen, before saying quietly in his ear- "Really now? I'd say that I count. Heh." and walking up to a small red orb imbedded in the panel below the body in the tube, if you believe him dead, you would be decidedly worried by the fact he was now smiling, Hell, with a smile like his, ANYONE would be worried. The madman placed a gauntlet over his right hand, which he plugged into a tank on his back. He then grabbed the orb, and set it alight with the gauntlet. The orb started glowing slightly, and he mind of the man dying of the knife in his back though something along t
Broken Spirit - Chapter 3 Fluttershy's honey colored form froze right at the kitchen counter when she heard the distinct sound of blankets moving around. She pretended she couldn't see him, but the pegasus was able to catch a glimpse of the draconequus from the corner of a miffed blue eye.Broken Spirit - Chapter 3 in General Fiction More Like This
"I told you not to try and get up..."
"You said that yesterday."
"It also applies for today." Sighing, the pegasus turned away from where she was stirring another batch of medicine and calmly trotted over.
She knew he was getting aggravated; he had been condemned to that little bed for almost two weeks now. Two weeks...it was hard to believe she had survived that long with him. It was a good thing she had such patience. "Now, I know you're very frustrated."
"Why can't I move yet?" Discord griped, attempting to move his leg and only earning a soft glare from Fluttershy in retribution. With a rather adorable and childish pout, he begrudgingly retracted his limb back under the blankets.
"Isn't physical work out essential t
Broken Spirit - 6He twirled the golden, metallic crown in his paw, smiling at the way it fit so well on his fingertips, and watching it spin and gleam, spin and gleam. Soon it would fit on his head, and his body would fit on the throne; the royal robes would fit over his shoulders, and he would finally fit the title of King.Broken Spirit - 6 in General Fiction More Like This
King Discord; it has such a lovely ring to it.
He sat back on his throne, body swiveling in bliss of how good and right it felt to him. It felt so wonderful, and everything felt so perfect. So meant to be. It had been so easy to slide that crown off Aegeus's nightstand. Oh it wasn't his fault! Aegeus should really take better care of his things..
The young draconequus sighed as he sat back in the throne, an eagle talon reaching towards a family portrait. He gently ran a paw down the surface, over the picture of Aegeus and Astraia, a mournful look coming to his face.
I'm sorry; I see now I wasn't meant to fit in your family from the very beginning. We're too dif
Broken Spirit - 12Discord, wait it isn't as it seems! I can explain! At least that's what Fluttershy thought she said, but the words stayed cemented in her throat, stuck there as her blood continued to freeze. His face wasn't readable and she couldn't tell if he was angry, sad, or heartbroken.Broken Spirit - 12 in General Fiction More Like This
Finally, he began showing some emotion and it was every one that existed. The one that screamed was betrayal.
He fingered the paper, every page of the book, and his hands and heart stung as he did. Hardened crimson gazed over the pictures and words, scanning them again and again, hoping it was one of the figments of his broken heart and guilt in a dream. But the book didn't fade.
"Where....where did you get this?" he repeated, claws digging into the cover, making small indents in the hard leather. He gazed back at the book, and then back to her. It was clear he was truly in shock and all that was distinguishable on his face was confusion.
Fluttershy's throat had swollen, siphoning off air or any hope to be
Demons - 1 "Oh, Discord really," Fluttershy sighed, trying not to let the amused smile dot across her butter yellow face.It was simply endearing and impossible not to smile at Especially when she saw those mirthful, shining ruby eyes, that challenged her to come near.Demons - 1 in Horror More Like This
To which the pony did, advancing cautiously so not to get a pie in her face or anything. She clutched to the edge of the sofa cushion, playfully narrowing her own eyes as she darted downwards, only to find the spot under the couch empty. Yet, she looked down in time to see the bright flash of light barely zap away.
He reappeared again, and Fluttershy could see the dim flash from behind one of her curtains, as well as the fabric rustling. She galloped towards him, forgetting subtlety as she pounced on the certain, briefly feeling his form underneath the thin green veil. With another flash he was gone again.
This time the loudly giggling and snorting spirit appeared inches behind her, on all f
Broken Spirit - 14Discord's ear twitched to the faint sound of scribbling beside him. He could still feel the soft and comforting wing of the alicorn blanketing and protecting him. Dimly, the god realized he was cuddling something furry. Perceiving it to be Celestia, he opened his eyes only to find he had a certain purple teddy bear snuggled up under his chin.Broken Spirit - 14 in General Fiction More Like This
"Good morning, dear. Did you sleep well?" Celestia bent her head to lightly nuzzle her snout into the dozy spirit's bed fur.
Discord moaned and rubbed at his burning eyes. They were still incredibly puffy and red from the night's mass breakdown. For a moment, the spirit found himself wondering if it had all truly happened, until he touched his tender eyes.
"Ugh. Last night actually happened? I actually just...bawled like a baby? How embarrassing." He let out a loud yelp of pain as the princess's golden clad hoof slapped him upside the head, glaring sternly at him.
"Discord, last night was needed," the princess said sternly as the spirit moa
Broken Spirit - Chapter 1"Okay, one more time!"Broken Spirit - Chapter 1 in General Fiction More Like This
A collective groan was the only response. One pony's slightly annoyed head rose out from behind the lay out of flower sandwiches and delectable still steaming cookies. "Seriously, Rainbow Dash, enough! Just eat!"
It was already beginning to near sundown and yet barely an entree had been touched. The five ponies were exhausted, sweating, laying splayed out over the picnic blanket. Just a usual occurrence when Rainbow Dash was in the mood for a nice race. Being that the fields outside the palace stretched forever, the race was tedious for some ponies.
"No more racin', Rainbow. I feel so dizzy now; I don't think I can take a bite 'a food." The golden earth pony rolled over onto her back, eyes staring intently at the passing clouds. "Clouds look mighty pretty today."
"Well, I liked 'em better when they made chocolate milk!" Pinkie Pie abruptly perked, and a dead silence hung over the group like a bitter fog. "What? Well, you gotta admit that they were tasty!" The pin
Broken Spirit - Chapter 2 "Oh, Equestria!" Pinkie Pie cried in horror, and she shook the dracraconequus who didn't move an inch, despite his shattered bones being tossed about inside him. "Don't go into the liiight, Discord!"Broken Spirit - Chapter 2 in General Fiction More Like This
"Pinkie!" Applejack shouted, yanking back her sniffling friend. "What in tarnation are y'all doing? Darn near every bone in his body is broken I bet! He can't be slammed around like that!"
"But he went into the light!"
"He didn't go into the light, Pinkie, for the love of Equestria! He just passed out." The southern pony gazed down at the still twisted form; he really did look dead, limp, disheveled, tears drying onto his face. He was bleeding a bit as well.
"How am I supposed to get him back to my cottage now?" Fluttershy slumped down despondently, realizing the bad dilemma. Even if the draconequus was awake, it wasn't like he'd be able to walk to the cottage himself. Fluttershy closed her eyes when she realized what the solution was.
Mending Hearts - 2(Ugggh...once again, excuse the terribly wonky paragraph spacing, but it..just isn't fixable. I've tried. SO, by popular demand, here is the next part of "Mending Hearts"; a very long and deep collaborated story with TaylorRose16.)Mending Hearts - 2 in Drama More Like This
Discord kept her close to him as the clouds above began lightly showering them with real rain. He lifted his head and closed his eyes, feeling the raindrops splatter on his face, and he smiled slightly. He may be the spirit of chaos and disharmony, but that didn't mean he couldn't ever have moments of peace.
Celestia stayed nuzzled into his chest, feeling his warm arms around her. She felt so at peace now, and she smiled as she felt the..normal..rain. Normal. Well, that was new from him.
As his body shifted under her, she held tighter, listening to his incredulous chuckle as all he was doing was merely shifting into a comfortable position with her. She thought h
Broken Spirit - 5The princess stared, honestly for just a moment she wondered who this fierce and courageous looking pony was. Surely this wasn't the quivering, timid, little filly that always backed away and bowed shyly when she came near. Never had the princess seen the pegasus so confident looking. Discord really did know how to alter and manipulate personalities, even when he caused it unintentionally.Broken Spirit - 5 in General Fiction More Like This
"Fluttershy, dear!" Celestia's tone had dipped slightly and had lost its sense of happiness. She knew why the pony was here. "What brings you to Canterlot Palace? I, well, I haven't ever seen you here unless the others were with you." It seemed she was trying to stall the impending question, though, that was more relieving to Fluttershy since the pony hadn't a clue how she'd go about asking this.
"I-umm, well, I figure..I should come see you more?" she tried pathetically. Obviously Celestia knew that wasn't the reason, but it seemed Fluttershy was just as uncomfortable with this as she
Broken Spirit - 9The marble walls inside the palace were different, newer, in better condition. There were hardly any stained glass windows, signifying history hadn't even begun yet. Light still continued to pour through the open windows, Aegeus's sun pouring its rays throughout the lonely palace hall. All was silent. All was calm.Broken Spirit - 9 in General Fiction More Like This
Suddenly, the multi colored, multi beast baby scampered down the halls on all fours, his tiny little horns mere nubs sticking out of his head, his felt like ears lopsided from having slept on them all night. His wide red eyes sparkled mischievously, a giggle escaping his lips as an angry voice shouted out promises of time outs and spankings in his general direction.
"No! I don't wanna be clean!" the five year old draconequus shouted, grinning when he realized he was managing to outrun his caretaker. The baby took a hop into the air, fluttering his puny, still developing wings.
Of course a child at that age couldn't quite grasp the concept of weight yet and thus the baby's
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Luna the Matchmaker
Chapter 1 "Let the Meddling Begin!"
By Steven Little
My Little Pony © Hasbro
Life is a risky business and not for the faint of heart.
A lonely sparrow glided on thermal eddies created by the last few rays of the setting sun, in its endeavor to catch a passing insect that inhabited the rocks of its mountain home. Chasing an elusive midge, the plump bird flew over the crest of its rocky home and found itself flying over the golden spires of Canterlot, the royal city of the Alicorn sisters. With its intended target in plain sight, the small bird chased its prey down into the city below. Dodging towers, lampposts, and the strange four-legged creatures that lived there, the sparrow slowly gained on the unfortunate insect. Finally catching the midge in its beak, the plump bird unknowingly lit upon the windowsill of Canterlot's Royal Library to enjoy its
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Luna the Matchmaker
Chapter 2 "Sometimes You Just Need a Nudge.
By Steven Little
My little pony © Hasbro
The summer sun rose over Ponyville through a cloudless blue sky. The early light beamed through the window of Princess Luna's bedroom at the Carousel Boutique. With the sun in her face again, the Princess slowly woke up from the wonderful dream she was having. Stretching lazily, she reached over to the other side of the bed, sat up swiftly, and gazed at the empty spot next to her. "I guess it really was a dream." She spoke softly to herself.
Luna sighed and smiled. 'But what a dream!' She thought. Now that it was light, the Princess could see her environment better. Luna was used to much larger rooms. To tell the truth, she had closets that were larger than Spike and R
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Curse of the Werepony
Chapter 2 "Hell Hath No Furry Like a Dragon Scorned"
By Steven Little
My Little Pony © Hasbro
When Spike woke he found himself lying on a bed with purple sheets. He was in a large room with purple wall hangings and a balcony off to one side. Behind the bed was a small bookcase overflowing with books and scrolls. At the foot of the bed was a trunk and beyond that against the wall was a wardrobe and large dressing mirror. "Welcome back Spike, you had me scared for a while there." Princess Luna said.
"What happened, where am I?" He asked.
"You are in my personal chambers. You fainted, for lack of a better term. The transformation took a lot of energy, your subsequent flee from Ponyville and your emotional state did not help matters either." She informed him, sitting down next to the bed. "Spike, what has happened?"
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Curse of the Werepony 2
Chapter 2: Revelations
By Steven Little
My Little pony is © Hasbro
In the royal city of Canterlot, the two ruling Princesses were finishing up their examination of a young dragon that had very recently gone through a life threatening ordeal. Spike, sat on the edge of the bed in one of Canterlot Castle's many guest rooms, a white and violet aura surrounded his little body as the two Princesses gave him one last checkup. Organs, muscles, bones, metabolic rate, everything was checked thoroughly until both were satisfied with the results. "Well Spike, everything looks fine. There's no residual trace of the curse in you." Princess Luna told the young dragon.
"Does this mean it's finally over?" Spike asked, hopefully.
"I think it's safe to say, you have not
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Luna the Matchmaker
Chapter 6B "Shadows of Things to Come."
By Steven Little
My Little Pony is © Hasbro.
After eleven long months, the blessed event had arrived; Twilight Sparkle was in labor. A commanding voice rang out through the library. "Crusaders, attend me." Princess Luna commanded regally. The three fillies in question galloped into the royal couples bedroom and quickly came to attention. Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo felt very grown up since Princess Luna had them appointed as her official royal attendants for the summer while they weren't in school. The girls were slightly taller now and wore their Cutie Mark Crusader capes as bandanas. Around each of their necks was a silver necklace with a purple stone emblazoned with Luna's crescent moon, a badge of their royal appointment.
"You have a
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Curse of the Werepony 2
Chapter 4: And Many Happy Returns
By Steven Little
My Little pony is © Hasbro
Rarity knocked on the door to the library, planning to have a nice long talk with her little dragon. "Good Morning Rarity." Twilight said when she answered the door. "I take it you came to talk with Spike?"
"Yes, he and I have a lot to talk about. Is he awake yet?" She asked.
"I don't think so. I haven't seen him come down yet. I bet he's sleeping off those crystals from yesterday." Twilight said. "Come on, let's go wake him up."
Rarity followed the lavender unicorn up to Spike's room and gently knocked on his door. "Spike darling, are you awake, Spike?" There w
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Luna the Matchmaker
Chapter 5 "Wings of Light and Magic"
By Steven Little
My Little Pony is © Hasbro
Luna stretched luxuriously in the bed she shared with Twilight Sparkle. For the first time in days her dreams had not been plagued by images of horror. Since the expulsion of Nightmare Moon she felt revitalized and it was all thanks to the lavender unicorn. Luna reached out to embrace the pony she loved but found the other side of the bed empty. She sat up and looked around. The room with wall to wall book shelves had not changed since the night before. "Twilight?" She called out, receiving no response in return.
'Where did she go?' She asked herself. 'She must be downstairs making breakfast or something; I'm sure that must be it, she just didn't want to wake me.'
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Luna the Matchmaker
Chapter 7 "Fear, Love, and Loathing in Equestria."
By Steven Little
My Little Pony is © Hasbro
It was early morning in Ponyville and Princess Luna had just finished lowering the moon. Stepping back inside from the upstairs balcony, she trotted over to the cradle against the far wall. The cradle itself was old and made of apple wood. Applejack had given it to her and Twilight at her baby shower, mentioning that Apple Bloom, herself, and even Big Macintosh had used it. Inside the crib slept the two miracles that Twilight had given birth to three day before. Leaning in, Luna gave each of her foals a soft kiss before turning back to the bed that held the love of her life. Walking toward the bed, Luna realized that the sun had not yet begun to rise.
'Celestia had never taken this long to rais
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Luna the Matchmaker
Chapter 10A "Departure"
By Steven Little
My Little Pony © Hasbro
"Good afternoon Ponyville! You're listening to the number one radio show in Equestria! I'm your host, Vinyl!"
"And I'm Octavia, welcoming you all to a special live broadcast of the Vinyl Scratch from the Ponyville Town Hall."
"What's so special about it Octy?" Vinyl asked.
"Please tell me your joking. We've only been hyping the event for the last three weeks."
"Of course I'm joking. I would never forget the day some of my best friends were married!" Vinyl Scratch laughed, falling out of her chair.
"You've already been to the free bar haven't you?"
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Curse of the Were-Pony
Chapter 4 "An Unexpected Gift"
By Steven Little
My Little Pony © Hasbro
"Let me go in first Rarity, just to see if he's okay?"
Rarity simply nodded and watched as Twilight quietly slipped through the door. Rarity knew that she should have just sat there and waited but she couldn't resist the temptation to press her ear against the door and listen in on Twilight's conversation with Spike. 'I'm sorry Twilight.' She said to herself.
"Hey Spike, how are you doing?" She said to the purple stallion sitting on her old bed.
"Oh, hi Twilight; I'm okay I guess, except for being stuck in here. Where's Rarity?" he asked. "Pinkie said you and her would come up together."
The purple unicorn smiled a bit when she heard the concern in his voice. "I'm glad to see you're not mad at her an
For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 11 The Battle of Appleloosa.For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"War is war and the Hells are the hells, but of the two, war is the worse. For you see, in the Hells one has sinners: ponies who deserve to be there. Yet, war is rife with innocents, foals and the elderly who have done no wrong. They are punished not for their own sins, but the sins of others. Trust my words, for I had the unfortunate fate to bear witness to both. I pity anypony who experiences the horrors of armed conflict." Stellar Stylus
A road of iron swept across the plains of the desert: linking cities and towns alike to the fertile new frontier of Equestria. Upon the twin lines of iron rails, a beast of mythic proportions powered across the land and shook the ground while it roared on. The fire in its belly burned hotter than the hells themselves, driving the titan on to reach then unheard of speeds.
A line of acrid smoke billowed from the mouth of th
For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 13 Before CreationFor Want of a Dawn - Chapter 13 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Silence, except for the sound of her breathing, filled the air of the room she sat in that evening. At least, she thought it was evening; it was really hard to tell when one had been underground for so long. No, it was just another distraction separating her from inner peace. Dinky Hooves sat alone in the dark solitude of her office, attempting to meditate away some of the stress she had been feeling.
Thankfully, by some stroke of dumb luck, Twilight had managed to escape from the fortress of Wyvernis Castle, albeit with the aid of former General Trixie and her old assistant Spike. How the two ever managed to cooperate was beyond her, but the good news was overshadowed when they found out she had been to see Applejack on her home turf. If she was reluctant to return to them before, now it was pretty much out of the question.
Of course, there was always the option of force. Maybe hold her libr
For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 17Descent unto Chaos.For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 17 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
[Warning: This chapter contains mild depictions of gore and themes which may not be suitable for younger readers (and one mild curse). Reader discrection is STRONGLY advised!]
Cracks and snaps sounded quietly in defiance of the thick tension that permeated the air. The familiar dance of tongues of flame flashed against stone and wood alike, the thin extensions twisting and twirling before detaching from the body of fire and evaporating from existence. She could very well have sat there and eyed the tiny expression of both destruction and creation for hours and never get bored. However, a particularly loud snap brought her to her senses.
Soft, sad music accompanied the crackle of the flames; the brass sedated, yet powerful as a pony sang a haunting melody of tragedy and loss. She sympathised with the long-dead stallion. Soon after, the strings, led by a piano, took the lead from the brass and pounding rhythm section.
For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 12 Waiting in the WingsFor Want of a Dawn - Chapter 12 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Darkness slowly fell over the heart of the Everfree Forest, causing the trees to cast long shadows during the twilight hour before the dying light faded from existence. As with every night before it, the setting of the sun caused alarms to go off in the internal clocks of the most dangerous creatures on the face of the earth. To them, the Everfree was a haven away from the over-controlling ponies, even if their biological memory missed the tasty pastel-coloured morsels.
For all of her experience and connection with the local fauna, not even the chief pony resident of the forest would stray too far from her home during the night. She had learned that lesson the hard way: through many close encounters, wounds, and battles she fought just to stay alive in such a hostile place, let alone the battles she fought for her vision of what the world should be, as opposed to the oozing quagmire of sin it had become.
For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 15Jaws of the BeastFor Want of a Dawn - Chapter 15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the blink of an eye, the early morn had turned into the end of evening. At least, that is what it felt like to the mare as she trudged through mud and brush with no discrimination. She hoped they would be upon the edge of the forest soon, for it had been a long day of physical exertion and no rest for food or water. She was running solely on her excitement at having almost acquired the biggest bounty of her career.
Twilight Sparkle walked obediently behind the bounty hunter as the sun began to set once more below the horizon. She wore a Mithril bracelet on each leg and one on her horn: an inescapable situation for any unicorn, including the one she was being marched to that very instant. Vinyl had taken a rope and tied it around her neck after the librarian had began to move again and grasped it tightly in her magical hold to ensure she would not escape.
Every so often, Vinyl Scratch would try to strike u
For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 14 Towards the Goal.For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 14 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Once upon a time, in a land beyond the magic of Equestria, there lived a resourceful and proud species. They survived and thrived in the worst kind of climate imaginable to ponies: extreme oppressive heat in the day followed by bone-chilling nights. They were the buffalo, beset by dangers both great and small, from poisonous snakes up to massive dragons who searched the desert for an easy meal. It was a hard life for them, but they lived it by their own choice, for they were strong as well as proud.
Our story starts one fateful day in the life of one of the tribes' younger members: a small calf by the name of Burning Sands. He was not more than ten winters old at the time when they first stampeded within sight of the end of their desert. Bound by the natural curiosity that binds all young of every species, he became enthralled by what he saw: a forest of deep green and brown. He had only heard tales of the f
For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 10Dreaming on the Buffalo PlainsFor Want of a Dawn - Chapter 10 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Blinding white soon yielded to softer tones of grey before her tired eyes. She felt incredibly stiff, yet she found she could move with more fluidity and agility then she thought possible. Twilight Sparkle rubbed her eyes to be rid of the annoying blur that refused to bend to her will and tell her just what was going on. The last thing she remembered, those cursed dragons dragged her into some sort of glass tube after she failed to respond to pain anymore.
Yet, as much as she wanted to, she could not feel the pain from her injuries... or anything at all, once she put her mind to it. Did they kill her in that machine, or was she simply dreaming between the nightmares again? Every detail felt fuzzy to her, despite how cold and sharp she could remember them being. She stood in the small room, contemplating it before the door opened of its own accord.
"Hey! Get out of there!" called the voice of a p
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Everything was wrong. Her world was upside-down, backwards and inside out all at once. There was a feeling of emptiness in the pit of her stomach, as if a part of her had been stolen. She was on the verge of tears, yet they would not come. What had left her in such a sorry state? Was it her curiosity? Was this blackness her penance for meddling in the workings of the universe?
Alas, Twilight could not piece anything together. She was cold: so desperately cold, as if her bones had turned to stone and her blood into ice. Yet, she could not shiver, for the oppressing blackness squeezed her from all sides: both inside and out. She tried to scream, to call for aid: nothing happened. Was this how Luna felt on the moon? Did she feel this hopeless, alone and scared?
She floated in the void for an eternity, unable to move, speak,
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The Pool of Midnight
A single light flickered in the encompassing blackness of the night, like an oasis of sight in a desert of blindness. Its soft orange glow bathed the small room, in defiance of the late hour. Luna's moon hung in the sky, so high that it could not be seen from the windows. However, this would not deter the soul who worked through the midnight hour, her owl's quill roughly scratching on parchment.
Indeed, it was rough work translating the book in front of her, but with every word salvaged from the fog of Old Equestrian, she found a rekindled passion for the work she started earlier that day. Twilight Sparkle had happened across the tome in question while sifting through the books that still laid under the floorboards of the Books and Branches Library. Granted, she was out of practice with the language, but with some concentration, she could tell it wa
For Want of a Dawn - Chapter 16Fake Wings of HopeFor Want of a Dawn - Chapter 16 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everything was serene and still in the darkness of the new night. Only the fast-paced clipping of hooves on the cobbles in the street could be heard as the city of Canterlot began to wind down for the day. Several ponies still going about their evenings gave her odd looks as she rushed past, yet none of the guard paid her any attention, as they were focused on other, more important matters.
Rarity wove through the streets in an attempt to shake any ponies off of her tail, running at full clip unless she came across one of the guards. What was Twilight playing at? Surely she did not think she could get outside the town gates without getting the third degree from the guards, especially at night! Of course, there were several tunnels dug by the Crusaders to get in and out, but the white unicorn had no idea which were discovered or not in her time away, never mind the idea of dragging herself through the muck!
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A cool wind swept low across the field. The high grass danced in the breeze, shimmering golden beneath the clear blue of the sky. Somewhere, deep amidst the waving stalks, a small yellow earth pony lay curled upon the ground. She quivered not from cold, for it was a warm summer's day but from fear. She was hiding.
"Summer Sun!" cried a voice from somewhere nearby, calling out her name. Carried on the wind, it sounded distant and hollow, and scarily unfamiliar to the little filly. She shrank even closer to the ground like some burrowing creature trying to guard itself against predators. Summer shivered even more fiercely as she heard the sound of light hoof-falls approaching. "Please," she mumbled. "I just wanna be alone."
"Summer? Are you out here?"
Summer looked up. "Blue Moon? Is that you?"
"Of course it's me!" Another filly, white-coated and dark-maned, stepped forward through the waving grass. She looked down at Summer with bemused eyes. "What are you
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In spite of some bad hide-and-seek experiences early on, the forest behind Blue Moon and Summer Suns home eventually became the sisters favorite place to play at least during the daytime. In spring and summer the treetops shone a wonderful leafy-green in the sunlight, and fresh breezes would come whistling through the trunks, shivering the branches and making the woods ring with a song of its own. Summer, having long since conquered her fear of getting lost, would lead expeditions through the bright greenery in search of lands unknown. Blue Moon would follow close behind, carrying her trusty map and compass in a saddlebag, making note of every new landmark they uncovered. It was perfect fun for both of them: Summer got to tramp through the woods, and Blue got to practice her cartography, and best of all, they got to spend hours together, just the two of them.
On one particular summer afternoon, the pair stumbled across a shallow, muddy cre
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Springtime was Summer Sun's favorite time of year – next to summer, of course. She supposed it must have something to do with the feeling of freshness and rebirth that the season brought, when everything was new and bright and green, and the air was warm and the pink flowers bloomed and danced in the spring breezes. But mostly, she knew, it was because butterfly-catching season had come again.
"C'mon, Blue! There's more of them in the field by the creek!" After calling excitedly to her sister, Summer picked her butterfly net up in her mouth and ran down the hillside.
"Slow down a bit, Summer!" Blue Moon came running up to the hilltop behind her, pausing for a moment to take hold of her own net. But Summer barely heard her, as she was already busy leaping through the meadow chasing the winged rainbows she held so dear.
Catching butterflies had been a traditional pastime of theirs for almost a year now. Summer was the more enthusiastic
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Hide and Seek had never been Summer Sun's favorite game at least, not when she played it with her sister. The basic premise involved separating herself from Blue Moon for a long period of time, and she didn't like that at all. Having to be "it" was always the worst, but hiding was no picnic either. Either way there was always that fear in the back of her mind that she may never see her sister again. It was a silly thing to think, of course it was just a game, after all but she'd never been able to shake the feeling. It just bothered her, and there was nothing she could do about it.
The big problem was that Blue Moon loved to play Hide and Seek. It was just the sort of challenge she enjoyed trying to overcome, one that tasked her attentiveness, her skill, and her patience. She knew it sometimes troubled her sister, but there simply wasn't anypony else around to play with; so from time to time Summer gave in and agreed to play.
Now was such a time. Summer
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Blue Moon shivered in fear. Her hooves stood rooted to some invisible floor, and above her, beneath her, all around her, stretched an infinite, inky nighttime sky. Everywhere she looked, she saw stars – huge radiant stars, faint distant stars, white stars, blue stars, tiny purple stars. A thin, glowing mist filled the air around her, softly blurring her vision; if her sister was still close by, she couldn’t see her. She wasn’t even sure whether she was dreaming – shouldn’t she be afraid now? How was she breathing? How did she get here? Where was here, for that matter?
“H…hello?” she said nervously, and her voice echoed in the cavernous void.
She was not prepared for the response she got.
It was a Voice. No, it was six Voices, speaking as one – or was it only one Voice, echoing six times in the void? She couldn’t tell. It was loud beyond description, loud e
The Successors: Chapter 8Summer Sun loved animals, but she never owned a pet. She was mostly content to look after the woodland creatures that once in a while came wandering out of the forest, offering them food and playing with the gentler ones – rabbits and chipmunks, squirrels and moles, anything cute and cuddly that wouldn’t try to bite her. But by far Summer’s favorites were the three young red-breasted robins that nested in a small crabapple tree at the edge of their backyard – the very same birds that she had accidentally knocked out of their nest while catching butterflies earlier that year.The Successors: Chapter 8 in Drama More Like This
With the help of her parents and her sister, Summer had erected a bird feeder near the center of the crabapple grove, and took it upon herself as a personal duty to keep it filled. She saw the birds often, usually at least once a day, sometimes dragging her sister along with her. But Blue was happy to oblige; she was rather fond of the robins herself, but she was h
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Geography fascinated Blue Moon. It only made sense, she supposed her parents were mapmakers, and she picked up a great deal of cartographical knowledge from observing them. She'd follow her father when he made land surveys, watch as her mother drew up charts based on his notes. Inspired, she sometimes made maps of her own, spending long nights in her room sketching landscapes by lamplight.
Her parents were always very supportive and encouraging, but they also never hesitated to offer critique when she needed it. Blue was learning fast, but it wasn't quite fast enough for her; so she had taken to studying maps in her spare time, hoping that one day she might be as skilled as they were.
Blue Moon's favorite place to read was on the far end of her backyard, on a small grassy hilltop crowned with an aged oak. Almost every afternoon she'd be there, resting comfortably in the cool shade with a large atlas or geography book spr
The Successors: Chapter 18The quiet in the Hall of Glass filled Aurora’s ears. It had been quiet for a long time now; the buzz of chatter that had filled the air had passed out the door, a little at a time, like air seeping out of a hot-air balloon. Gone, now, were the nobles and aristocrats peering through monocles and offering their formal congratulations. Gone were the press agents and photographers, pens and notepads hovering magically in the air in front of them, scribbling down notes while the cameras flashed. Gone were the foreign dignitaries and ambassadors, wishing her well in accents so think that Aurora could do little but smile pleasantly and say, “Thank you, likewise.” Now it was just Princess Aurora and the black-and-white marble tiles and the long red rug and the rainbow-colored moonlight that streamed in through the stained-glass windows – and, there, at the far end of the hall, the tall, gilded door behind which the Elements of Harmony rested andThe Successors: Chapter 18 in Drama More Like This
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Aside from Whirlwind, Blue Moon and Summer Sun didn’t have many close friends growing up. This didn’t bother them terribly – they always had each other, after all – but there were times when Blue seemed almost reclusive, and that worried Summer. The golden-maned filly was always the livelier and more outgoing of the two, always eager to introduce herself even if she didn’t form many lasting friendships, and at times it pained her to see her sister languishing in solitude; it seemed to her that Blue was really missing out.
Blue, for her part, was mostly content. The other foals she met at school always greeted her with kind, smiling faces, and though they rarely shared anything beyond that, she wasn’t bothered. She was solitary by nature, detached and terminally bookish, often seeming rather more grown-up than she really was. At any rate, she was usually perfectly happy to maintain her relationships with Summer and Whirlwin
The Successors: Chapter 7The Successors: Chapter 7 in Drama More Like This
The town where Blue Moon and Summer Sun lived as fillies was a relatively small one, but it had more than enough families with foals to require a school. The schoolhouse was a humble wooden building, painted a pleasant shade of strawberry and situated on a quiet, tree-shaded lane with a sunny playground on the hillside just behind it. The place had a fine atmosphere and the teacher did a good job of making the lessons interesting, but Blue Moon, being something of a bookworm, often found herself rather bored; most of the subjects that they studied were things she had already read about. Summer was more enthusiastic, drinking up information from every lecture, talking with her sister all afternoon about what shed learned, and promptly forgetting most of it before the following day. Blue, in the mean time, got most of her actual learning done at lunch.
At the edge of the playground stood a row of low wooden picnic tables where Blue, Summer, and their few
Night and DayCall her by her one name,Night and Day in Free Verse More Like This
She came, through the darkness,
Shepherd of LifeAnd in the end, when the souls of those gone by drift away,Shepherd of Life in Free Verse More Like This
The Shepherd of Life shall gather them,
And lead them safely to the final resting place,
With only sadness upon his face.
Travelling to and fro,
In the never-ending dusk of today,
Resting on the edge of the night,
For all eternity.
Across this dusty plain we go,
It's time for you and I,
Time to ride with the Shepherd of Life,
To the kingdom of Death.
This is where our story ends,
But begins again.
Floating in SpaceOoh, I’m floating. Lost in a void. That’s new. New, even for me, and I’ve been through a lot. Hell, I’ve surprised myself on more than one occasion.Floating in Space in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Anyway, where am I going? Everything here is the same; black, dark and wibbly-wobbly. Brilliant. How am I supposed to find my way home if this is all there is, for millions of miles? Damn, I forgot how dull this place was. Shame that Will ain’t here. Or Loki. Hell, I’d even consider Eve for company about now, even if she hates me. Well…’hate’ doesn’t really do her feelings towards me enough justice, but you know…whatever.
But when you think about it, isn’t this a little ironic? I was a father, a mother, a monarch, a minor God, a creator, a manipulator, a warrior and even a part of the true Deity, and now I’m just lost, floating in space, alone.
In fairness though, who honestly knew I’d be thrown into Deep Space by that aftermath? I swear, if someone comes
The Clockwork SlaveA ticking sound could be heard.The Clockwork Slave in Short Stories More Like This
An enormous shape blocks out the light flooding through the doorway.
The ticking continues. The Living Clockwork is here.
Reaches towards you with an enormous hand, imbued with the technology of the Predecessors.
It knows nothing of living, built only to fight, work and die.
A slave race without a name. The final creation of a race playing God.
More ticking. Ticking, forever more.
Breaking CurfewI listened to the melodic crunching of my shoes on the pavement as I walked along the quiet street. It was a delicate rhythm, one that could easily be broken by the slight increase or decrease in pace. As such, I found myself unwittingly concentrating my effort into keeping at the same speed, out of my sub-conscious fear of losing the aforementioned rhythm. My eyes were darting about, looking about me for any signs of movement. The orange, evening sky above me was dotted with smudges of grey, as the clouds passed across the sky's face, which was as undisrupted as clear glass. I spotted an elderly man walking near me, who quickly looked me up and down, before remarking, "Beautiful evening, isn't it?"Breaking Curfew in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I merely smiled and nodded, as I walked past him. I'll be honest; I'd paid little attention to my surroundings until he mentioned it. The air was cool and crisp, chilling the inside of my nose, and a low fog hung just above the ground. I heard the unwelcome sound of clanging as a dustbin fe
A Wolven's LossThe child watches as his home burns, the bodies of his murdered parents rocking back and forth in his arms. He hugs them close, afraid to let go, and say goodbye for the last time. Tears cascade down his face as he screams to the heavens, to receive a silent response. His sister is nowhere to be seen, he's all alone now, a single child left alone in the maze of life. He whispers a silent vow of revenge against the ones who have done this to his family, and lays his parents gently down, upon their final resting place. He wipes the tears from his face, but more fall. He clenches a fist, and feels the anger pulse through his being. He's going to kill them all, every last one of them.A Wolven's Loss in Short Stories More Like This
"Demons," he mumbles, "Such scourge shall draw no breath more once I'm done!"
He picks up his wooden sword, his vision blurred by his tears. He's going to kill them all.
Through the KeyholeThere's only you.....Through the Keyhole in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Scuttle down the hallway.......
What was that? A laugh?
That woman in the back of your head.
Or is she?
Peek through the Keyhole,
Come to your end.
She'll still be laughing
Chosen Four of Light - Interlude 1Thunder roared as lightning pounced across the night sky. The rain drops pelted the trees like tiny bombs. A lone wolf darted between the trees, as he headed towards a large shrine in the hazy distance. The lightning struck a tree just ahead of him, but before it could block his way, a massive pillar of rock burst from the ground, almost as fast as the lightning, and knocked it the other way. As it collapsed, groaning in agony, the wolf stopped and quickly said, "I'm sorry, brother", before moving on. He soon reached a building. As there was another flash of lightning, he saw every detail of the building. It was built out of marble, which seemed to glow now with its sheen made by the rain. Stained-glass windows with striking colours vividly depicted ancient heroes and unrelenting demons. An ominous, solid door made of thick wood stood looming over him. "This must be the place then," he said to himself, "time to find what I came here for." He looked straight ahead, and was enveloped byChosen Four of Light - Interlude 1 in Settings More Like This
Machami A small race that naturally live in the canopy of Xenios' forests.Machami in Profiles More Like This
Only stand at 60cm tall and are bipedal.
Are strictly herbivorous creatures.
Have 3 fingers and a thumb on each hand.
Hibernate underground during winter months.
A very co-operative species that works well as a community.
Sense of hearing matches that of dogs, sense of smell is equal to that of bears and they have trichromatic colour vision, like humans and some types of monkey.
Machami have plantigrade hind legs, like humans and bears.
Historical texts show that the Machami were the primary prey of a humanoid species known as Matchi.
Are diurnal, although they have been known to be active at night on occasion.
Fur tends to be dark green, with grey areas. This helps it camouflage in the canopies of trees.
Have tails, which are mainly used for balance and gripping onto objects such as branches (Prehensile).
Natural Machami language
The Angel Of Redemption's Quotes "Fire eats at my skin, but still I live on. I've lost all my blood, but still I live on. I cannot see, but I can see more than you. I feel nothing, but more than you will ever. I have lived forever, but still I live on. You think you're special in anyway, pathetic little Wielders?" (Prior to battle)The Angel Of Redemption's Quotes in Profiles More Like This
"Why....why must I be bested over and over by mortal heroes?!" (Upon being defeated)
"Zinn, why must you stand in my way once more?" (Directed at Pan, who she mistakenly believes to be Zinn of the Chosen Four when in fact Pan's a descendant of him)
"You cross my path once again. I'd recognise that undead stench anywhere..." (Directed at Naowa)
"The fire burns as strongly in you as it does on me. *Half-scream, half-laugh*" (Directed at Tim)
"You and I are so alike. We've lived for such a long time, we can't die and our own kinds turned their backs on us. You'd have made a fine ally, had you not fallen in with the Wielders..." (Directed at The Exile)
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Chapter 1 - The Darkest Night
Princess Celestia walked through the hallways of the massive Canterlot palace. Despite its confusing layout, she never got lost, having lived within its walls for over a thousand years of her immortal life. The old stone walls could become monotonous and confusing to inexperienced visitors, but the Princess had learned to notice the subtle differences between the hallways. The different colours and the different decorations stood out to her.
She turned a corner, passed by a door flanked by two guards, and found herself before two more doors. One, to her right, was white, yellow and emblazoned with a radiant sun. The other, to her left, was black, blue and had a beautiful crescent moon painted upon it.
Smiling, she turned to the door on the left and tapped her hoof against it. There was a moment of silence, and Celestia was about to knock again when she heard a voice on the other side. "Come in!"
The Princess lightly pushed the door open and tilted h
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Chapter 2 - Shock and Despair
"Spike? Where are you?"
There was a clattering and the sounds of hurried steps across the wooden floors of the library's second storey. A small purple head poked out. Spike glanced down the stairs at the source of the voice. "Right here. Trying to clean up."
On the ground floor, Twilight Sparkle rolled her eyes. That hadn't sounded like cleaning. "How's that going?"
Spike stepped fully into view, rubbing the back of his head absentmindedly. "Uhh well, it's certainly not easy. Why did you have to choose the top shelf's books to leave all over the floor? That ladder's hard to balance on."
Twilight gave a wry look before chuckling. "Well, don't worry about that now. I'll get them later. Right now, I need you to write a letter for me!"
Spike's expression lit up as he proceeded down the stairs. "Oh good! Did you have fun with Fluttershy?"
Twilight levitated her saddlebags off of her back and placed them upon a nearby table. She had just returned fro
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Chapter 3 - Vale Luna
The large, expansive city of Canterlot sat perched upon the face of one of Equestria's tallest mountains. It was a city mostly designed to be vertical, as validated by its location. There were many levels to the city and many of the buildings appeared to be stacked atop of one another in an effort to fit as many buildings into the cramped space as possible. It seemed like a foal's dream, but the result was a magnificent and impossible city perched upon the side of the mountain.
Despite all of this, the lowermost level of the city was quite expansive, spreading out like a platform embedded in the side of the mountain. To the side of this lower level there was a smaller peak of landmass connected to the mountain, upon which this lower level extended. This was where many of the buildings were located, including the school a young Twilight Sparkle once attended.
The plaza sat at the base of the vertical buildings of Canterlot. It extended over the edge o
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Chapter 4 - Enigma
Ten Days Later
Rarity tapped her hoof impatiently.
The unicorn was seated in a plush chair in the waiting room of Ponyville's local spa. The bright colours of the room cast a warming and uplifting mood and there were faint smells of soaps, herbs and flowers wafting in from the interior.
It was Thursday, which meant that Rarity and Fluttershy were meant to meet at the spa for their weekly get together. It had been a long-standing tradition that had lasted almost as long as the two had known each other. Since their first visit to the spa, they had not missed a single appointment. It was a special time for the two friends to talk and enjoy each other's company.
The previous week had been the first time that they had missed the appointment. The two had spent Monday at the Princess' funeral and hadn't been in any sort of mood to visit the spa when Thursday came. Instead of merely going on Friday, the two had decided to wait until next week.
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Chapter 5 - Jigsaw
The expansive gardens of Canterlot were gorgeous and filled to bursting with an unimaginable amount of flora and fauna. Everywhere a pony looked they would find a different spectacle. The colours melded and swirled to form a beautiful array of flowers and other colourful plants. Animals of all kinds moved through the trees and across the ground, chattering to each other as they went.
Even now, as heavy rain drenched them, the gardens were still amazing. In fact, the downpour of water added a mysterious, almost mystical effect. Water droplets coated the green of the leaves and dewdropped on the flowers. The sound of the rain as it assaulted the various leaves and branches gave it an eerie, otherworldly feel.
Celestia sat in the garden, surrounded by drenched flowers, thick trees, and the droning sound of the storm. Her fur was soaked, and her grey mane hung heavily, weighed down by the water. Her wings were closed firmly at her sides to protect the delicate fea
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The atmosphere within the castle walls was quiet and peaceful. There was an air of tranquility that filled the hallways and rooms, nothing but complete silence to be heard except for the soft breathing of a sleeping pony. Everything was completely serene until a blinding white flash revealed a rather anxious-looking pony suddenly standing in the front entryway.
"Twilight! You said that Luna was here?"
"Yes. Shhh! She's here, Princess Celestia. She's sleeping."
Twilight Sparkle motioned for the much taller alicorn to keep her voice down as she whispered. The two stood in the entry hall of the massive new castle that stood near the town of Ponyville, and Twilight did not want Celestia's loud voice to wake Luna who was asleep only a few rooms away.
Celestia visibly relaxed upon hearing this, and continued to speak in a whisper. "Is she all right?"
Twilight turned and glanced towards the doorway that led towards her bedroom and let out a small sigh. "She's fine, Princess."
"What is she doi
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Chapter 8 - Waxing Moon
"Ughh Rainbow Dash! It is the middle of the night!"
"Sorry, Rarity, but Twilight needs to see everypony at the library. Right now. It's important."
Rainbow Dash was at the door of Rarity's boutique. She was hovering in the air to emphasize the urgency of the situation. On the other side of the door stood a tired Rarity with a sleeping mask resting above her horn. Somehow, her mane was still picture-perfect.
"Can't it wait until tomorrow? I need my beauty sleep," Rarity moaned.
"Beauty Sleep? I think you already have plenty of that. Now come on! This is really important."
Rarity groaned in deep frustration. "Fine," she said, dragging out the word, "I'll be there as soon as I can."
"Good." Rainbow Dash didn't hesitate for a second before she turned and flew away, kicking up a back draft. Rarity's mane was no longer picture-perfect.
Seconds later, Rainbow Dash returned to the library and entered. Twilight was pacing in the main sitting
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Chapter 13 - Supernova - Part II
Dash and Applejack's ability to keep the door closed had been waning. Even the two strongest mares from Ponyville were at a disadvantage against three stallions, one of whom was a royal guard.
The two had communicated through facial expressions alone. They had decided that eventually the ponies on the other side were going to wrench open the door and that what they were doing was pointless. They both made a silent decision to suddenly step back away from the door. Their synchronicity was impeccable.
The door fell inward, just barely avoiding Applejack and propelling the surprised ponies on the other side stumbling forward. The two wasted no time in tackling the group and pushing them back into the house's main room. It was a jumbled mess of hooves and shouting, but it ended with the five ponies sprawled on the floor.
Applejack was the first to get to her hooves. She quickly moved back to the door and pulled it shut. During this time, the o
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Chapter 9 - Waning Eclipse
22 days ago
"Life's not fair, Luna. Get used to it."
Celestia then stepped out of the door, shutting it tightly behind her. For a moment, Luna simply stared. A strange silence fell over the room, their argument having come to an end, but Luna wasn't sure how to handle everything that had just happened.
Then she screamed. Loudly. She didn't care who was listening or what ponies would think. She just needed to scream. Her frustration had been building throughout the entire argument and she simply couldn't hold it in any longer. She stomped on the ground and yelled a few more times.
"I'm! Not! A! Foal!" she exclaimed, punctuating each word with a powerful stomp of her hooves.
Luna vented her frustration for quite some time. Whenever she thought she was finally calming down, another wave of rage would crash over her. She knew that the guards outside were probably sharing glances with one another, but she honestly didn't care. Arguments like these
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Chapter 14 - The Shining Night
And yet, at the same time, a harsh impression of absolute nothingness. Worlds flew by in a blur, unseen and unfocused. The sun remained high in the sky; the moon circling around the horizon sluggishly. Equestria was gone and in its place was blackness. Sometimes shapes could be seen; some bright, some dull.
A feverish pace of everything and nothing, both occurring at the same time. It was dizzying. It was disorienting.
There was the odd sensation of something touching. Prodding and lifting. Too fleeting to notice or analyze. Whipping wind and stale air. Harsh silence and dissonant cacophony. Opposites mixed and clashed, with everything going too fast to notice.
It was a mess, like a fever dream.
Luna couldn't scream. She couldn't run. She couldn't even breathe. It hurt her head as everything happened around her, ignoring her. She felt lost in the darkness, with only fleeting glimpses of a bright, white light to break up the confus
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#85) Why do bronies have such low self-esteem? On websites like Bronysquare and Ponysquare they're always wallowing in self-pity about how much their lives suck, and they come across as being really pathetic. Many of these people don't even know what suffering is. Even if their lives do suck the internet doesn't need to know about it!
Answer: While I'd like to say that people suffering from life problems should be able to receive help online, I do find myself getting annoyed by most of the excessively 'emo' internet comments I come across. I see bronies claiming that they're going to commit suicide more often than I'd like I've never seen any of them actually go through with it and plenty do wallow in self-pity, as you say. Then again, it's not hard to see why. Chances are that bronies aren't the most popular kids at school. Those that gravitate towards fandoms tend to be your typical 'nerd' types, which plenty of bronies are. It's no surprise that some of t
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#79) As a woman should I be worried that the people that run our fandom are guys primarily (example: Equestria Daily)? I must say I was a bit offended when I saw sexualized ponies getting featured.
Answer: This is a fantastic question, because it's so multi-faceted and it raises genuine points about larger issues that exist in society. Despite feminism and suffrage, and policies that increasingly purport to grant women greater levels of equality, women are still marginalized in a lot of circumstances.
It's fair to say that Equestria Daily is a male-run website. You have the occasional female admin (Phoe springs to mind) but naturally, Sethisto is the dominating force of the website, and, I imagine, the one with the power to accept and veto the overall decisions that Equestria Daily makes. A simple glance over the site suggests that it's run by men, for men: you can quite frequently see images of ponies in 'sexualised' poses, and on more than one occasion they've linked t
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#76) What are your thoughts about the little mini issue within the fandom regarding Lil Miss Jay - the artist who works on the grimdark version of Rarity? Sure, he might draw something people don't like. But on the other end of the argument he's received death threats from both haters and bronies (I mean yeah it's the internet but some arrests were actually made). Any specific thoughts?
Answer: This one was quite difficult to answer, as I tend to avoid Tumblr, and thus had to perform some genuine research before answering. Being friends with a variety of Tumblr-fluent people, I receive information every now and then, and I have heard about the person in question, although what I've been told has been mostly negative. That said, I've never personally been involved in a situation with this user, and I can't even say that I've seen much of their work, and so I'm afraid that the next few points will be based on what I've heard from other people.
Sending genuine death t
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“Hmmm” Whis peered down at you curiously before raising his index finger. “You have a question?”
“No”, you replied quickly. “Food”
An expression of guilt flooded his face. The giant awkwardly turned his back to you as if in contemplation. Whis just had to make sure of something.
“Would there perhaps be enough for two people?” He lifted up two fingers.
Did he expect to eat it all himself? This wasn’t the first time that you’d met up with him by the lake. That’s where you had first met the mysterious tall figure that was now looming over you, a look of sheer anticipation on his face.
This was the place where that stupid oracle fish had knocked you out cold. Beerus wanted to ignore you and just continue on with his stroll. Whis, on the other hand could be heard berating that damned blob of a fish while you struggled to regain consciousness.
“Yes”, you pulled out th
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“You... You smell” It was as if the cat had rolled in his own filth. What had happened over the course of four short hours? Was he training?
“I’m sorry” Beerus marched over to you from across the room, pretending to clean out his ears. “Did you say something?”
It was even worse now. Water threatened to pour out from your eye sockets. Beerus was like a living breathing onion today.
“No” you lied, waving him away---- as you took the same number of steps back that he had taken forwards.
“Well, I thought I heard something” Pointing to his ears the god of destruction made his way towards your direction once more, “Do I offend you?”
“Whis” you whispered, “save me”
Beerus took this as confirmation that you had said something about him having a certain odor. Awkwardly he began to examine himself before he turned towards you.
“Take it back”. It w
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It was inevitable. It appeared that you’d be staying with the duo for quite some time now. Perhaps you had conned your way into their hearts with youtube food tutorials but hey, now you were strolling with the gods.
“___________” Beerus had finished with the ice-cream and unfortunately had noticed that you had taken up some wanderlust.
You see, you had found your way into his quarters. “Get out!” he snapped. “I wondered what you were doing”
“But I couldn’t help but wonder where I was….” You started. Each word was matched with a extended claw. He had you up against the wall arms up in defense.
How could this happen? It’s not like they had told you to stay in one spot…
One room led to another and suddenly you felt like a mole in some twisted game. None of the doors seemed to have led back to the dining hall. This place was in short, a maze--- a treacherous maze.
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“Have you ever killed a man?”
For whatever reason the looming figure, half hidden between the corridor and the hallway appeared tense. It was not as if you had invited him to play.
“I thought we that were friends, ______” the disembodied voice continued.
“What exactly did they tell you?” you asked. How many people had he passed on the way to visit you? The very rumors that might have spoken left you visibly deterred.
That’s when Whis took the opportunity to walk forward. You somehow got the impression that you were being disrespectful by the way he eyed the object in your hands.
It had been a present no less. Apparently, this was not
the ideal for him—but for a teenager—but for a human—you took great joy in having it.
With a start Whis demanded that you hand it over.
You lost your grip on it, slowly entranced by his eyes as he turned the object away from himself. As if by magic, the paintba
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“I see you’ve returned”, Whis mused. The looming teal skinned figure graceful
ly slipped the bento boxes away from you. “I wonder what’s inside this time”
An assortment of takoyaki, onigiri and other such delectables was locked inside of the three red bento boxes.
I wonder if he looks at anything other than food like that. The only thing left in existence might as welll have been those darned takoyaki balls.
“How do you ---“ you started. Seemingly out of nowhere a pair of utensils appeared.
Undeterred by your expression Whis dived into it like you were threatening him with a timer on the side. And that’s when it struck you…
“Whis!” Beerus roared. He was somewhere up in that damned tree.
Eyes wide in panic Whis continued to stuff the rest of the first tray down his throat.
“Whis!” It was almost as if this was some sort of song and dance at this point. Af
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“Bad news” Whis repeated.
All the excitement had fled from his face and soon he was just another down trodden spirit waiting for the next food high.
“No, wait!” you protested. I can fix this. His lithe figure was already making its way towards the skies. “I still have this” Whis narrowed his eyes and accepted the candy bar from your outstretched hand, slowly making his way back down to earth.
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Setting: Beeru’s realm.
Note: I am American so the shows that I will be referencing are yeah... American… save for that one Chinese cartoon….
You don't know how badly I want to make a gif of Beerus doing this now....
“What the hell are you doing here?” Lord Beerus walked passed past you eyeing the tablet in your hand.
You were just watching a video. An innocent video…. While lying on your back with your feet hanging over the edge of the chair
The large cat spotted Whis stuffing his mouth again. Apparently it was cookies this time. “Oh, that’s why”, he mumbled. He narrowed his eyes before making his way over to you.
Something just wasn’t right.
Beerus grabbed you by both of your ankles, flipped you off the couch and onto the floor and then took the table
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You are currently in the dining hall, surprised to see that the tables have turned because normally you invite them over for food.
“So, is Whis like your butler or something?” you asked.
The man didn’t appear to take offense. Perhaps you just didn’t catch the sigh the escaped from his body as he continued setting up the table.
“Well”, Beerus arose from his seat to walk over towards you, “in the pecking order what would that make you then?”
That was enough to shut you up.
Beerus was anxiously waiting for an answer, his tail swishing from
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Premise: You have known Whis for several years. you are in a stable relationship and you are married.
“I have a surprise for you!” you shouted, arms in the air and you led Whis into the kitchen. His nose approved.
Whis had become fairly acquainted with your kitchen as of late and often took it upon himself to raid the fridge whenever he deemed that there was ‘just enough’ left. Mind you, he would also volunteer to replace it but then initial shock of having fewer desserts often led you to forgetfulness.
“Well, it smells good”, he stated, bending down to look through the oven window, “Ah, what are those things called again?”
“Cinnamon rolls—er-- buns”. He nodded in approval.
“Rolls or buns?”
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It was an accident.
You left your cell phone on top of the bento boxes. Someone called and then that lovely ringtone of yours started playing. “Oh” Whis delighted in the tune, placing the cell phone by his ear as he rocked back and forth, “What is the name of this?”
“______________[insert your favorite song here]” you replied.
You then played the whole song for him. By the third try he had memorized half of the lyrics.
“I can teach you the dance moves and we could sing along after you know…” You lifted up the boxes of food.
Eagerly Whis nodded before playing the song again. It wasn’t until you realized he was singing the lyrics that you realized that he sounded like a drunk at a karaoke bar. It was enough to make you question his sobriety.
“I have microphones” He offered innocently, moving his arms in the same manner as yourself. He then proceeded to twirl you around three