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  1. Hello Canterlot, You will have noticed that the site has not been updated in a very long time. My work on site development has not been up to par and you deserve an explanation why. It is no secret that I have had trouble with my health over the past few years. I deal with chronic pain often and I have had a lot of trouble with cognitive tasks, especially those that require leadership and learning. Further compounding issues, my mother suffered a stroke a few weeks ago. She is doing much better after surgery and intensive care, but will require continued supportive care to ensure that she does not develop complications. My poor health coupled with the necessity to assist with long-term care for my mother have pushed me to the unfortunate realization that I just do not have the mental and physical ability to continue work as site host and developer. It is thus with great regret that I must tender my resignation as administrator of Canterlot. My anticipated time frame for step down is the end of the year. What this DOES NOT mean is the sudden termination of the forum or the Discord server or the dissolution of the community. What this DOES mean is that Canterlot will not receive any further active development from me. We the staff are currently in the process of developing a transition plan that will minimize stress and hassle for everyone. Keep an eye on the News and Updates subforum and the #announcements Discord channel for updates as they are posted. In the meantime, the Discord and forums will continue to run normally. Please leave questions and comments HERE and I will do my best to answer them as I am able. While I will no longer be in charge, I will try to make time and energy available to assist with the transition and perhaps even return to RP as a normal player as I am able. It is my hope that even if I am no longer in charge, you will all continue to carry forward all the lessons that MLP has taught us. Thank you, Canterlot, for giving me these years of friendship and magic.
    12 points
  2. Hey friends! First off, I would like to apologize for how long it took to ban Robi. I know mediocre RP can only be tolera... Wait, what? You mean that's not the announcement? OH! The -other- announcement... Canterlot and its user base are not what they were years ago -- we're not the same people with the same amount of time we once had. Since I joined up, I've gone through college, been married and divorced, and worked across 4 different jobs. I still haven't finished FiM, though I have a fair idea of how the story ended. I think this site has always carried a meta parallel to the cartoon it was based around, as characters have come and gone, changes have happened, and important choices made. The story has officially ended. Now it's time to respectfully end my story in developing the site here and allow new people with different visions and capacities to take the fore. This place we've made together has given me sanctuary when I've needed it, as we've written our own stories inspired by the special qualities that early Friendship is Magic fostered. I'm happy to say that what we have built here is something incredibly special and precious. Since I joined 8 years ago to a burgeoning community, we've faced quite a few challenges -- rogue admins, rogue moderators, rogue users, getting hacked, spam bots, even predatory types using our site for unscrupulous means. We've risen above them all, handled a change over of admins twice, forum software, forum hosts, chat platforms, and managed to give this community a worthy journey to where we are now. On the front side, this site was a roleplay community; in the background, it has created lasting friendship, improved, and even saved lives. It's given us a lot to think about and process. It was a platform that I think went beyond the original bounds we intended for it. All that said, Dio and I thought that this would be the end cover to an otherwise rich story. We're happy to say that we've had an incredible outpouring of support from our staff, several of whom are willing to carry on the site. I will be doing my best in coming days to lend my support for our next set of leaders as we hand the reins over, with my official retirement respectfully coinciding with Dio's. I will still be hanging around this community, as well as the Discord, so I'm not going anywhere. I'm glad there will be a home for us for time yet to come. I'm eager to see what the next chapter will be. Thank you for allowing me to protect and lead this site; you're all truly the best. To our staff, I can't thank you enough; you've worked tirelessly over the years through your volunteer efforts to support our community here, and you've helped thousands of players find joy and entertainment through your support. Finally, to Dio. More than I can express, you've allowed this site to continue existing through your boundless generosity and effort, I can surmise your efforts as nothing less than herculean. More than that, you're my friend, and I hope that with the site in safe hands, our journey forward will lead us to better places. I'll be walking right next to you, giving you my shoulder as we find out what's next. Madelyne Rose, Retiring Admin of Canterlot.com The Blood Quill, Wolf Mother
    11 points
  3. Applejack took a deep breath, though she couldn't for the life of her feel totally relaxed. How could she? She was getting married, and she was simply too excited. It wasn't a whirlwind romance or a shot out of the blue, however. No, this had been a long time coming. They had known each other for many moons long before they fully ready to admit their feelings to one another. And in the tempest that was their day to day life over the years it had been hard to manage it. Heck, it was hard to manage it now! It never mattered much though. You always made time for those you cared about and Applejack had made more and more time over the years for Rainbow Dash. It was apparent a long time ago which way the wind blew but like all-weather it could become a storm, and so Appejack had waited. She loved Rainbow Dash and Rainbow Dash loved her, but they had a whole heaping pile of responsibilities. Of course they added to that. You couldn't stop them from many things and nothing that had ever or would ever exist could stop them from having the best little colt on the planet. Zap Apple had been a wakeup call in a thousand ways both big and small but it was evidence that flaws and all they were a family. They didn't need to have a second to prove that- though Applejack was more than happy to have a second, or third, or fourth, or really any number- but they had done so. And if there was one thing Applejack knew it was that no matter the weather nor how stormy the seas, family was as enduring as the very earth behind her hooves. And together, she had Rainbow had created a family. And all that was left was to cement the final detail. There had been a small 'debate' about where to do it but Applejack wasn't one to let foolishness get in the way of a quick truth. There was no way that she wasn't getting married on her farm, in the same spot as her ma and pa, as her brother and sister-in-law. Trees were covered with wedding decoration courtesy of Rarity, with the style and trimmings most commonly associated with the heroines. And oh, that guest list! Everypony who was anypony wanted to attend. Applejack had put a stop to some of the more intangible invites, limiting it to Ponyville residents, friends, and family. Limiting- ha! Between how many friends they had made over the years and how Ponyville had grown, this wedding was becoming more than a little large. The ceremony was in the orchard as was the reception, the areas cordoned off from the rest of the orchard as best she could. Which, well, it was was at least good enough. She had so much on her plate. She had planned the whole nuts and bolts of the wedding. She had help, of course. She didn't have to think much on who would be in charge of the decor as Rarity would probably do it even if she had been specifically disallowed. Twilight was the obvious choice to officiate it, as who better than a Princess to marry two Elements together? Wedding bands, guest lists, hobnobbing about. She wasn't somepony who woud normally have spent a lot of time on non-farm work but with her second foal kicking her around a lot and making her have to spend a lot of time just watchig her family do the work without her, her brain had the time (and need) to keep busy on tasks like the wedding. She took another deep breath, holding her stomach as she felt Ambrosia kick. She wasn't far away. There had been some concern that the foal would be birthed before the wedding but as luck would have it Ambrosia seemed to have a bit of patience when it came to leaving her warm, cozy abode. The Apple family was sure starting to add to its stable a whole host of very special ponies, and she was plum excited to welcome its newest member into the fold. What would she be like? Incredible, of course. Awesome even, duh. But beyond that? Applejack had spent a lot of time thinking about it and her conclusion? Whatever it was she needed to be, and whatever it was, it would be perfect. A knock against the silo. Applejack darted to look at the door, aware in that fraction of a moment (don't worry, it passed) about the ludicrous nature of her surroundings. As was tradition with a field wedding this far out, the bride and groom were each prepared in their own separate areas nearby- in this case, cleared out silos. It looked nice enough all things considered. A good mirror, several dresses on hooks and lines and everything she needed to make herself ready for the wedding. She was dressed in the final culmination of the epic battle she had with Rarity about her wedding dress. The end result was rather fetching, as the fashionista was given to saying. She reached for her white stetson, custom made for this very occasion, and tossed it on in a panic. "Come on in! Come in!" She yelled out to whoever was knocking at her silo door. --------- OOC- 1- Thread is open to any resident of Ponyville as well as family of friends of Applejack and Rainbow Dash. 2- Only a few visitors for either AJ or RD, as they should be prepping for the ceremonies. Also, AJ and RD will not be part of the posting order until the ceremony. 3- Guests are allowed to enter and congregate, find their seats and prepare for the ceremony. 4- During the ceremony, only RD, AJ, and the officiant (Twilight) may post. 5- After the ceremony, time for the reception!
    8 points
  4. Presteza was beaming when Fire Walker entered her line of sight. With a surprising bout of speed, Presteza brought fire into a hug. "Fire! It's been so long... where are all those letters you said you'd write?" Before Presteza decided to settle herself down in Ponyville, she had been doing a bit more traveling to see the world. She made sure to keep up with the post office where she could but perhaps all her moving around had resulted in something of a mounting delay between deliveries. Whatever she'd missed in her friend's life she was more than eager to catch up. In her excitement, the painter had barely noticed the presence of the personification of chaos having sauntered his way into the scene. In the moments after she had hugged Fire she paused and looked up and down the long figure of Discord: as if checking to see if he was really there. She had seen him in Ponyville now and again on her walks trhough town, but he was almost always busy with something or somepony and nowadays she wasn't as likely to try and push her way into circumstances just to slake her thirst for novel experiences so she left him to his own devices. At some point in the night she'd need to introduce herself and ask if he would like a portrait done. The words of Wordsworth brought her back to the more pressing matters at hoof. She remembered the friendly stallion from one of the past galas she attended, "It's good to see you as well, Wordsworth. I hope you've been keeping well!" Meanwhile, back by Nilaavin Bevel was getting a few magical readings off the mysterious sphinx. She'd heard so many stories of these beings and to think the prince had managed to get in the good graces of one. It was utterly fascinating! But soon her aetheric resonance detected caught the signal of a massive signature of magic... a very familiar one. Those golen eyes narrowed as it donned on her who it was. Nonchalantly she got back up from her seat and made her way off to the nook where quite a few ponies seemed to be congregating. Her readings were spiking massively with each step until she finally saw the noodly presence among the crowd. A devious smile spread across her muzzle. The inventor braced herself, took a deep breath, and charged into a gallop that transitioned into a running leap. A blur of earthy tones collided with the spirit of Chaos and soon the inventor was clinging onto the spirit and had him in a big hug, "Monsieur Discord!" She chirped with glee as she clung to the noodly spirit, "It's been far too long! Why haven't you come to visit in Talonopolis lately? You didn't forget about the world's greatest inventor did you?!" The elated mechanist only paused in her sudden shower of affection to look down to the familiar face of Squall, "Oh! Bonjour to you as well, Monsieur Squall. I'd hoped to run into you and tell you that the latest blueprints are already finished and production is set to begin as soon as you are ready." She wouldn't bother with context since she was sure that the stallion knew what she meant. With Dunnie's entrance, Bevel calmed down a little and simply held onto Discord's side as if she were a sapient backpack. "I wouldn't miss it for all the Coffee in Coltlumbia, Mon amie!" She offered her hoof to bump against Dunnie's own and then grinned to behold the ceremony on her chosen perch: Discord.
    8 points
  5. It was so nice to be back in Ponyville again. This was such a lovely town and it was full of such colorful individuals. What made Presteza's current visit even more enjoyable was how things seemed to have calmed down. In the past few months, she'd noticed considerably less unusual calamities centering around this town and more just unconventional Hijinks. Hijinks and tomfoolery was exactly the kind of things this artist could get behind. Today, however, it wasn't that sort of silliness that brought her to town, instead it was to attend a wedding of dear friends... three of them to be specific. She'd met Blueblood through her own background and her own Coltfriend. He'd proved a very sweet presence despite his reputation in the past. Now when she heard of the royal, the first thing that came to mind was a excitement. Just hearing about all the friends he'd made and the journeys he had made her feel as if perhaps she'd given up her travels a bit too soon. Dunnie and Star Crusader had been quite busy on their journeys as well from what she'd heard. Dunnie in particular had been up to a lot since she'd last seen her. Entering the hall she noticed another unicorn making her way to the front door though she seemed to have such a bounce in her step that you'd think she was the one getting married today. The Guards let her in though, so Presteza simply held the door for the earthen colored mare as she made her way in. The unicorn let out a reflexive ,"Merci." as she passed by the painter and began looking for a seat. Letting the door close up behind her, Presteza looked over the crowd and blinked a few times. By the sisters, she didn't recognize anypony here. Had it truly been so long since she'd socialized with somepony in town? Wait, there was one familiar face! Swift Squall was here! It'd been so long since she'd spoken to him, He wasn't sitting though, instead he was making his way off to the side towards the changing room. The painter made an eager trot over to the swordstallion, "Swift!" She called out with a nervous smile, "It's wonderful to see you again. 'Ow's Fire been?" Seems the trottingham accent was starting to slip out again. Bevel was excited for so many reasons. She barely noticed the colorful pony who let her in, but managed to get out a thank you just as she was let inside. What had Bevel so excited today wasn't just that a great friend was getting married, but that she'd managed to get the device making her friend's new changes able to work consistently without a need for a counter enchantment link to maintain the aetheric flow! It took about an hour to get that guard to understand why she had to bring her aetheresonance scanner in during the ceremony but, she was positive he understood. When a pony just stares into the middle distance with their eyes glazing over, that was about usually the time when they just nodded in the affirmative about the in depth properties of magitech machinery. Now, that she was in she could get a look around. Her eyes widened when she noticed a sudden spike in thaumaturgical energies in the direction of a big strapping stallion over on the bench talking to a couple other ponies. Rather than burst into the conversation, Bevel sat in an adjacent spot and monitored the magical energies coming off of the large frame of Nilaavin, an expression of sheer awe on her face.
    8 points
  6. ~~Berry Punch~~ Berry listened, keenly interested in Jade's recounting of places far away. Wingapore sounded like an absolutely fascinating place, both exotic and cosmopolitan, but... yeah. Definitely not the sort of place to take little Pinchy! "Sounds exciting, though you'll forgive me for not wanting to book a ticket right away." She gave a wry smile at that, before frowning. "But are you seriously telling me that they don't have so much as a specialty cocktail of their own? I know a place by its drinks; countrysides have beer and wine, but cities have cocktails by which you can judge their character." Her question about the mayor actually did make Berry pause to think for a moment. "I... can't say I can point to anything she lead, but there's not really any development in this town that she hasn't played some part in, for better or for worse. Besides the former mayor, nopony knows all the city ordinances or revenue streams better. She also was de facto head of the Ponyville Chamber of Commerce for years, without which I couldn't have gotten my wholesale ingredients at anything like a reasonable price." She shrugged. "So, I'm not expecting anything spectacular, just more of the same. But that's much better than I could have expected before I moved here." ~~Spoiled Rich~~ Re-entering the grand hall, Mayor Rich was feeling more than usually pleased with herself. To be so well thought of by so majestic a creature as a sphinx (never mind that up until yesterday she'd have been perfectly happy to call them monsters; amazing what actually meeting one will do), well! That would buck you right up and no mistake. She felt herself re-invigorated, her agenda for this town given a blessing, and she felt herself more than worthy to the task. Thus, the wedding. While celebrations for some, it was business for her. Being so close to the capital, it would be worth her while to forge a working relationship between the Ponyville Town Hall and the Canterlot Nobility. And what should her eyes light upon, but a lone noble open to be buttonholed? She recognized the painter, long nights spent memorizing the illustrated peerage serving Spoiled well. "Good Day, Miss Presteza." She approached, opting for offering a hoofshake rather than a bow. A bold move, she knew, but her glad-hoofing skills were signaling that she wasn't a mare given to putting on noble airs, and Spoiled had no wish to disaccomodate what could be a good working relationship. ~~Prince Blueblood~~ While Prince Blueblood would call Swift Squall a friend, that didn't mean that he was in any way blind to that pony's weaknesses of character. The green unicorn was no diplomat. In fact, Blue might well as classify him as an anti-diplomat, a liability to any embassy. That didn't mean the stallion wasn't without other good qualities that more than compensated for his blind spots, of course. It just meant that Blueblood, consummate diplomat, felt perfectly free to lean on the privilege of friendship, and rag on Swift whenever he felt the other stallion deserved it. "Well, I hate to burst your bubble, but the servants have had nothing but good words to say for Niilavin, even in strict confidentiality. Thus, I feel perfectly confident in saying that that he just had a problem with you." He gave Swift a smile with just a soupcon of condescension as he patted his friend on the shoulder. "Let's face it, he wouldn't have been the first." The Prince laughed. "And I know of his lethality, it's rather a bonus when one is traveling in dangerous places, as I was just a few months ago, as a matter of fact. And he doesn't mind being talked of frankly; he's quite well aware of his situation, and it may well be his ancient manners, but he's hardly hung up on such stuff. His situation is as such that gussying up the language won't make it any better, and he knows it." His tone had stayed easy and playful throughout, though that would change as he had to consider the situation of the griffon set before him. Squall's interjections aside, it really did seem that Gallus was not sound in mind and body when testifying to his enlistment, though the recruiter's penmanship seemed sober enough. Not that the Princess' Bit wasn't an ancient tradition of recruitment, which rather cast doubt on the actual prospects of a lawsuit to rescind the enlistment, given precedent. If the appeals went all the way to royalty, however... He smiled at Dunnie, for the first time in her life, exercising Royal Privilege. He even pulled her in for a quick hug at that, she was just so cute when putting on elegant airs! "Ah, were it that simple! Unfortunately, the Authority of my House doesn't extend to nullifying enlistments. Princess Twilight is the Commander in Chief, so such things would ultimately have to go through her. But, given that she should be here pretty soon, I don't see why things couldn't be resolved today, in any case." It was clear enough that Gallus drunk wasn't agreeing with Gallus sober about the desirability of military life, but... was there something more there? It wouldn't hurt to ask. "Gallus, suppose you were old enough, and sober. What would you want for your future? I may not have much influence in the military, but I have quite a bit of pull in the Diplomatic service, and other various places in and out of Equestria. Or were you thinking of returning home?" He grinned, leaning in to whisper. "Have your eye on a special someone yourself?"
    7 points
  7. From the album: Rex's Art

    The Broonie, as seen in Haunted Paths Across Equus. Discord gave this critter as a wedding Gift to Apple Jack and Rainbow Dash.
    7 points
  8. From the album: The Character Corner (Color!)

    Been a while since I drew an Ungulate so I made this Handsome Caribou Fella.
    7 points
  9. At last, it was here. A day long-awaited by many ponies, but especially by three. Prince Blueblood, Star Crusader, and Dunnie Blust had all gone through so much together, adventures, danger, drama, and major life changes of many varieties. Their lives had become so intertwined, and so suffused with affection and love that the Prince could not imagine going through his life without both of these mares by his side. And, to his great delight, they felt the same! Of course, for such a trio, going from proposal to marriage was no easy step. Old Equestrian laws about herding had to be dug up from old parchment vaults, scrutinized, and carefully updated to modern standards. Tedious work, but at least it would make things easier for anypony in the future that was in a similar situation. And then, of course, there was all the to-do that surrounded a royal wedding. Not quite as much as when there had been an actual alicorn at the altar, but not too much less. Given the headaches Blueblood had already brought upon himself planning what all he had, this was the first time in his life, perhaps, that he was not envious of the elevated statuses of the other Royals! The first big decision had been what venue to use. Royal weddings needed a castle, and there were three to choose from. Four, technically, if one counted the old Palace of the Two Sisters, but holding a big wedding in the middle of the Everfree came with its own set of logistical headaches, even if the Timberwolves would keep out wedding crashers for free. No, it would have to be Canterlot, Ponyville, or the Crystal Empire. The last one was a little too far out of the way for his taste, and as for the first… well. Perhaps at one time in his life, Blueblood had pictured his wedding being a great big social event of the Nobility, hosting representatives from every prominent family in Canterlot. But, his personal social circle had both widened and diverged since then, and some of the invitees were just plain allergic to the social atmosphere still redolent in the Capital. So, Twilight’s old Castle in Ponyville it was. It made things slightly simpler that he’d pretty much been house-sitting it since said lavender alicorn had gone up to Canterlot to take up Royal Duties. The ceremony itself would take place inside the main hall of the Castle, while the reception would essentially be a giant garden party in the nearby park. While planning delays had put the actual date of the wedding far into the winter months, the weather team was quite understanding, and arranged for a merely crisp, sunny day, leaving enough time for the snow to be cleared. It wasn’t until later that Blueblood realized that it was falling pretty much on Hearts and Hooves day, but it was so appropriate that the coincidence charmed him! While the other members of his honor guard and maids greeted the guests at the door, showing them to their seats, the brides and groom each prepared themselves in their respective changing rooms.... ~Star Crusader and Dunnie~ Star Crusader was the sort of mare more often seen in armor rather than in a dress. Even on peaceful, formal occasions, she would just exchange practical steel for decorative golden armor. To be fair to her aesthetic sense, mares built to her figure and dimension were often not so much dressed as draped in silks, which really didn’t do much to make her feel all that more feminine. But now, standing in front of the mirror… she saw herself, wearing one of Rarity’s finest custom creations. A dress inspired by the ancient style of Acroneighos, where the spirit and build of a warrior was prized in mares as well as stallions. The sweeps of silk across her barrel and haunches gleamed like fresh carved marble in the sun, and yet softened what they touched, as if the stone were turned to cloud. Her ice-teal coat completed the aerial impression, with the vivid reds of her mane and tail complimenting them as they flowed out of the train and veil. “It’s finally happening.” She said, half to herself and half to her fellow Bride. She turned her head to look at the smaller mare. Her face, normally stoic, was twitching into the unfamiliar effort of a smile. “Did you believe this day would come? There were times I had despaired of it, to tell you the truth.” Dunnie was clad in a similar dress. White in color, loose in fit and with a crown of white and maroon flowers atop her head. The silk that were draped over her shoulders and flanks showed off her new form she loved. As she stared into the mirror, she reflected on the events that led her there. Being assigned to guard an insufferable prince who, Dunnie would admit, she had considered smacking the horn off his head more than once. Over the years they had grown up and grown closer together, their professional relationship turning into a passionate love for one another. As Dunnie stared into the mirror, she shifted some in her seat, standing up to check herself out too. She knew it fit and she trusted Rarity's dress making, but she hadn't had time to appreciate it until now. Despite her time spent in the city of Acroneighos, she never wore a dress like this. She wondered how things would have been different if she was 'Dunnie' before. Different... While looking in the mirror she saw the armor she wore, the uniform of her auxiliary. The plates and straps felt natural on her shoulders, around her barrel. Her neck muscles couldn't feel the weight of her helmet any more as she turned her head to appreciate the dents and nicks and stains, each one a story of survival. After being addressed by Star, Dunnie jolted back to the moment and glanced to her fellow bride, then back to the mirror. In the reflection she saw her pristine coat and mane. Her healthy body clad in the fine silks prepared just for her wedding. She looked at the reflection for a few seconds before finally tuning back to Star. "Huh?" She asked, then quickly corrected herself. She chuckled as she saw Star's face contort into a smile "Oh, yes." She took a deep breath, closing her eyes, "Years ago, I wouldn't be caught dead in a dress like this." She looked back to the mirror, smiling, "Yet here we are~ And I have to say, I'm excited." "Much the same." The larger pegasus replied, reaching a wing over to corral some stray strands of Dunnie's mane. She had a great deal of affection for the other mare, which was a good thing, considering they would be in the same herd. She had served, not just as the captain of the Prince's honor guard, but much as an emotional anchor for both Blueblood and Dunder as they each came to their own realizations of how they would handle Bluebelle and Dunnie, respectively. Though each of their conclusions were different, she supported them all the same, and would continue to do so for the rest of their lives. ~Prince Blueblood~ The Prince, meanwhile, was alone in his dressing room. He wasn’t going to tread upon sartorial tradition today, as he donned his black-tie tuxedo, tailored to the nines from fabric of impeccable quality. He took his time and care with each button of the shirt, magically ensuring the perfect symmetry of the knot in his tie, and stepped into the sleeves of his jacket with joyful solemnity. Even as he inspected himself in the mirror, it was not upon himself that his mind was lingering. “Soon, my loves. Soon I shall do my utmost to make your dreams come true…”
    6 points
  10. Discord was what one could call a master of ceremonies! He knew every party needed a player. Every shindig needed a charlatan! And every hootenanny needed a horse! Well ponies would work he supposed! This time the affair seemed a bit more complicated as it was a groom to two brides. But the most daunting task of all was to delegate the delivery of his decedent cake to the damsels! Such distress! But alas Fluttershy has a driver with not a moment to spare! His long, grey ear swiveled back, the jubilant, mismatched monstrosity would mingle as if he had not been out of practice for a century over, and turned to Blueblood, his box floating before the claret case popped apart to reveal the three tiered orange iced cake. "But of course Bluey! And I brought a gift for the brides! I heard that it's quite a custom in colder climes to smear the cake k to the muzzle of the groom after the toast. Something about keeping them warm." He could never quite understand these pony antics but he very well tried to understand the more fantastical soirees and rituals ponies and other creatures put such efforts into. Far be it for him to really get it right either, but A for effort. He looked to Fluttershy before landing on the ground, hoof and talon, before looming over the yellow and pink mare. "Oh you see I'm with the bride this time. She fell through one of my storybooks that connects to Chaosville so I owed them a favour." It wasn't every day that a chimeric demi god granted favors, except in Discord's case it was because he couldn't go a day without interfering in the affairs of mortals. Or what was it he had to remember to call or? Helping. He was helping them and making lasting friendships. As Squall nickered out his contemptuous nickname, after all Discord was quite young for a timeless entity of chaos, he gave the fellow his ear, the appendage popping off as the chaos entity stretched and widened it to foolishly display his age was somehow affecting his hearing. With a pop the ear seemed to melt like a clock from one of those famous Salvahorse Dali paintings before he reformed, upside down, before the chatterbox. Discord stole a glance to the top of the castle, a paw coming to his chest as a memory collected from his ever flowing fountain of fame and infamy. "The last Sphinx I met was going on about riddles. How was I supposed to know you aren't supposed to tell them impossibly paradoxical riddles that would have them reciting it for life? It really wasn't all that hard." He snapped his paws to visually manifest the image in front of Squall as he spoke. "It walked on four legs at night, two in the afternoon and three in the evening." The shape transformed from a Pony, to a Minotuar before becoming a Hippogriff: with two hooves and a fishtail. Discord would squint at Squall, utterly offended by the question. "I'll have you know I've not only the new versions of the second edition books, but first edition!" Was there ever any doubt? He looked to Fluttershy, motioning his paw to Squall as the stallion went on. It was quite easy to keep Squallars entertained but even easier to distract. Pursing his lips the draconequus gave a few snaps: a white top hat appearing on Squall's head before it started to grow and extend: so high that the tip would match the height with the top of the castle. It was Squall Swift Esquire owner of the Canterlot Squallardome, the one they were hosting two crashed nebulas. Which Discord would pick up later! He was wondering where he dropped the pair of universes. Honestly he needed to start using stronger stuff to keep those stars in place! He would turn to Dunnie and give the mare a hoof bump and clap his paw and claw together as he moved to float off the ground. "Now, now you can't expect me to miss a party! Besides I sort of owe you for dropping you in Chaosville without a map. Honestly it was my fault. How was I supposed to know Pegasus turned that color in the foothills?!"
    6 points
  11. Leave it to Discord to never deny himself a party, but this was no ordinary party! It was yet another wedding! He was feeling the same as Fire Walker. Was being single going out of style? Honestly love was one of those things that were way too complicated to be worth unthreading and understanding. It was a pony thing. He knew because his last plunge into romance ended in a crazy, world altering ex. In fact there was good reason to believe that his past problems had made him a bit terse towards romance and love and things, though his recent friendships and allies who would have helped in some of his shortcomings but he was still a bit -- troubled! You see when you find yourself amidst ponies who revel in Hearts and Hooves it is difficult to place yourself in such a situation after circumstances put Canterlot in danger and you ended up blamed! Can you believe that? But he did bake them an apology cake for the mess she made, which oddly made everypony think you were at fault, but he supposed wiping their memories hadn't helped. But to think his ex came back to make trouble well -- he had to make it up to them again but this time no cake! Well maybe a little one. A three tier banana cake with orange icing and flowers to fulfill a wedding feast! He had invited Fluttershy but he was unsure if she would accept. How silly. Another wedding? With the box in paw the spirit would appear behind the fire-red pony in question, grinning ear to ear. "Well well it seems I have arrived at the peak of the gathering." The spirit chuckled with jovial glee. Another wedding indeed. When would they run out of ships, he wondered.
    6 points
  12. Sitting like a large watchguard a sphinx lays on top of the Castle watching the growing numbers of visitors. Nilaavin found all of this just very amusing in truth, his kind had nothing like this. No big show of love for a sphinxess and in a way he felt this was more charming. It was a show of love and tied them together… He'd adopted some of this in to his own pride some day. But today his focuses needed to be on his job, keeping this wedding safe and free of all wedding crashers. ~~~~ Tempest honestly can’t understand why she was invited for this. So she talked like… one time to Blue. He… they? They did seem nice and offered a helping hoof. Going so far as to even try and track down one of the few ponies in her life to mean much to her. Other than Glitter of course. So in a way she felt like she had to come to this to show her thankfulness even if she can’t see why it matters. For a pony like Blue having her here just seems… Well, odd. She was nothing. A low life. So she had a noble's blood in her veins but that was meaningless. Bleh. Whatever it was she was here and did her best to keep on the farthest fringes of the gathering for the reception. When it was time for all of them to gather inside she was pleased to see her designated seat was far to the back pushed as far to the side as they can have it. For some it may feel like they were shunned but for Tempest she knew this was an act of kindness. She can’t ask for a better seat. So she sat her flank down on the pillow and passed time daydreaming… of battle! And… uh, war! Nothing about… other things.
    6 points
  13. Discord was a blubbering mess, crying into a yellow, green polka dotted hoofkerchief. He was such a softy. Honking blaringly into his snout napkin the draconequus would dab his eyes with the end of his tail, the napkin vanishing into a colorful cacophony of confetti to celebrate the vows. "Oh those poor ponies, you know marriage is a lifelong commitment full of cooperation, compromises and children!" He dare suggest that there may even be cooking involved! While he did dabble in the odd pastry, and odder teas the chimeric demi god was one to sate his sweet tooth on pony pounded confections and tenderly tasty toffees tossed by tactful hooves. Heavens forbid one dared ask the question of the draconequus' actual need to eat. he would run you around a block dictating the tale of having found the fluffiest meringue atop a mountain. Detracting from his antics. "Oh come, come Fluttershy let's find the bride and bride! I've my gift to gift them. I want to be first to present." As he was still quite the egotist at least it was in the spirit of giving. A strangely shaped package would manifest in his mismatched paws. It was a star-shaped box with a frilly ribbon of pink and white. The box itself was striped with green and orange, a tag sticking out from it where "Discord" was haphazardly scrawled in a multicolored scribble that befitted the hold of his large, more awkward paw. That in mind the bumbling spirit would putter over Berry Punch, a queer object manifesting beside her. Though in the past one would submit themselves to terror as the objects of Discord's giving were often hazardous to ponies in their nature, but with his newly reformed and far lesser known heroic reasons for his ferocious fiendishness: the juice squeezing proprietress would find herself gifted with a oddly shaped bottle of spiced juice from the distant shores of the tropical pony islands that were known to be the ports of paradise! Well Discord wandered often in his free time, of which he had plenty. There were no hard feelings, garlic, after all makes a lovely tea! He landed on the ground, standing perched on his toes beside Fire Walker and Dunder. "You know you should really visit during the next season Fire, I bet Squall would love it!" No Squall would hate it and Discord counted on it, preferring on teasing the precocious pony provider. The devious demiurge was always delighted to deny Squall the pleasure of rebuffing his company. Besides he had plans to help the business pony with his little trouble with a certainly Oligarchy!
    6 points
  14. The discussion of new noble houses certainly tickled Twilight. There hadn't been a new house in generations and that was for good cause- the nobility found it harder to connect any part of their lineage to Celestia, let alone Luna. Now with Cadance and Twilight things were different. In theory, any branch of their family, any connection at all, could be made nobility. And a family could be elevated into nobility by Princess fiat. Of course, Twilight didn't really see a need for new noble families. The nobility that existed had only recently managed to make themselves both well known and well liked. For centuries the nobility just...sat around. Now they did things. That was good. But she'd rather ponies head into government and do their work there than have titles. But then again she was young. "I wouldn't count on any new houses just yet, but the future is long. Who knows what it holds?" She said politely. Which is more than she could say for Swift Squall, who managed to light a small match in the room. He was an excellent stallion who had an unfortunate love affair with dramatics, and he decided to light off a match next to a bomb named Ice Storm, one that wasn't too hard to set off herself. His anger at Tempest Shadow's easing into positions of influence and her forgiveness was bad enough. But her ears bristled at him bringing EPIC- an organization supposed to be secret- up in public, and his general attitude. Yes, that was bad enough. And then Ice Storm lit into him and why wouldn't she? But as she did so, Twilight saw her friend's spheres come unsocketed and- okay, this was going far enough. "ENOUGH!" Around her shot out a bubble of purple energy that enveloped the two of them and pulled them closer to her, before the bubble finished forming around them and only them. It was a sphere of silence and one that would allow her to quickly and succinctly reorient them in private. First, Swift Squall. "Swift- How dare you do this! This is a public Hearth's Warming Eve Celebration and you're bringing your personal issues with how things are done? Would you have done this during the Grand Galloping Gala or any other event that was held in Canterlot? If it was Celestia? Or are we simply so familiar you forget that there is a time and place? Well, it isn't here, and it isn't now. But if you want to have this discussion now, Swift Squall, we'll have it now. Fizzlepop Berrytwist, AKA Tempest Shadow, is an Equestrian- and without her aid, there would not be an Equestria for you to be angry in defense of. The clemency for her actions was agreed to by Celestia, supported by Luna and Cadance, and argued for by me. As for her position? Her talent and skill at military matters would be wasted in any other role. If you have a problem with that I understand, but how dare you do this here. The fact that you wanted to bring this up at a party of all places-" Then her eyes bugged out momentarily, "and that you would mention EPIC in public," she said before her eyes narrowed again "-is stunning to me." She turned to Ice Storm. "Ice, I understand why you are frustrated. I am too. But- again, why mention EPIC, I don't understand- you cannot allow yourself to get riled up. You know as well as anypony else that Swift here is a stallion of...dramatic phrasing. And especially when you get riled up, look what happens?" She said, pointing to her unlocked spheres. "You need to relax." She sighed, running her head with her eyes closed. "I am flabbergasted I have to have this conversation with the two of you. Swift, you need to apologize, and the both of you need to relax. You both know the other loves Equestria and we have all done our fair share in its defense," her eyes shot up at the both of them, "what is wrong with you? Why mention EPIC!? Are you two even aw- ugghh," she said, shaking her head. "No matter. Apologize, relax, do what you must- and try to enjoy the party?" She asked as the spell came to an end, the sphere of silence leaving them. "My apologies, everypony. I must take my leave- have to swear in some new elected representatives from across Equestria!" She said with a cheery smile. She turned to Blueblood, her eyes leaden with concern and hidden behind the smile that only slowly left her. "If you could handle matters here for a few minutes?"
    6 points
  15. Prince Blueblood The Prince was no stranger to Holiday Charity events. They were a part of the nobility's regular social calendar; where the size of one's donations were compared in a contest of status and wealth. Not exactly a display of virtue, but it didn't hurt anypony, and helped quite a lot of ponies, so who cared? Ponyville was different, though; most ponies didn't have as much surplus to give out of, but made up for it by the generosity of their hearts. It could really restore a stallion's faith in equine nature, as well as humble him. Not that Blueblood was any stranger to being humbled, it had to be said. It turns out that all the hard stuff everypony said built character did, in fact, build character. Who knew? Well, Blueblood did now, which was part of the reason why he was here. Acting as Archancellor to the School of Friendship, he'd already begun to integrate into the social life of the burgeoning town, which now included their Heartswarming Eve festival! He was technically the first to show up and donate, though since it was to the non-profit he'd founded himself (IMAGINE, an organization dedicated to forging greater economic and peacemaking ties across international borders), he asked that he be recused from the drawing. Instead, he would take up position beside Princess Twilight, to welcome all the donators! "I'm expecting a good turnout, if last year was any indication."
    6 points
  16. Princess Bluebelle While Fire's green-coated Beau was still scarce, at least the Princess' accompaniment had decided that it was better late than never. "So it seems that I was, Dunder. Is this normal when one is the mare in a relationship?" She asked, sea-blue eyes dancing with humor. Dunder didn't switch as often as Bluebelle did, partly because of the use of a different and rather less hair-trigger transformation mechanism, and partly because the tan pegasus tended to prefer their mare form much more strongly these days. Still, bless him, Dunder seemed to want to wear a suit and tie today and make a traditional couple out of them. "Oh? I hadn't heard the Twilight Guard dissolved; my Aunties kept both their personal retinues under a separate chain of command. It often helped them in situations where they'd otherwise have to send protocol or regulation breaking orders through the REA. We've found that approach to be wise ourselves, haven't we, Dunder?" She gave him a smile and a wink. The curtsy was appreciated, though she wouldn't have called out the lack thereof here of all place. Why, they'd be stuck admonishing commoners all day, which would be awful when there were much more appropriate uses for one's time, like cake! "Oh, yes, I was. That was back when I was still in the middle of moving in for the Spring Semester; goodness, that was so busy, no wonder it slipped my mind." She started moving towards the refreshment table, lining for cake behind the brides. "I don't think you met my new kitty, though? I'll confess, a great deal of effort was put into making the castle ready for him; Twilight hadn't made any sort of preparations for having a feline guest about the place." She tried as hard as she could to keep a straight face throughout, just in case Fire hadn't heard about Niilavin...
    6 points
  17. Berry had to laugh at Fire Walker's description of an old army stallion in a modern supermarket. "I can just picture it! Though, my family were always more 'farmer's market' than 'Barnyard Bargains,' if you know what I'm saying. He still might have shown up. And you got me on the whole ketchup-catsup thing. Honestly, I used to think the latter was actually 'cat soup'! Was I ever relieved to find out I was just being a silly filly!" That may well have been one of the reasons the latter spelling fell out of favor, now that she thought about it. The little exchange was concluded with the arrival of another mare, one who looked as if she'd come as the 'plus one' of the mare everyone was getting their knickers knotted over. Honestly, under the circumstances, Berry could well empathize with Glitter's desire for the harder stuff. But, that didn't do anything to shift her policy. "Before the ceremony? None. Afterwards, I'll have Sangria! Think of it like a wine punch; it's my specialty, and for the first time ever, I've actually been able to make use of Sweet Apple Acre's apples in the recipe! Trust me, you'll love it. In the meantime, give a try to the virgin version, and tell me what you think. Might make a last minute tweak or two." It was a mark of her shopkeeping heritage that she kept her customer-facing smile even as Tempest Shadow approached the group. The tension in the air would rise, no doubt, and it could only be hoped that cooler heads would prevail. Berry, naturally, was as cool as refrigerated grapes, and gave the hardened unicorn a friendly wave. "Hello yourself!" Her smile did slip a bit when Tempest mentioned the 'garlic punch', and even more so when she was interested in trying it! "Er..." She looked a little guiltily towards the ditch where she'd poured out the offending beverage. "I... didn't think the experiment worked out so well myself, and nopony else was interested so... it's currently not available. I'm very sorry; but everything else is on the house tonight, so..." Once again, she was thankful that no alcohol would be served before the ceremony, and now more than ever she was doubtful of the wisdom of serving any. That was just asking for trouble with this crowd... Fate sent one of her rare kindnesses at that moment, in the very pleasing shape of Equestria's foremost diplomat, educator, and non-alicorn royalty, one Princess-Archancellor Bluebelle. Dressed in red-and-gold finery with tricolor trimmings, it appeared the mare had commissioned her latest dress to fit the theme of a marriage between apples and rainbows. But then, when had the scion of House Platinum ever failed to dress for the occasion. She was making good time, despite being in a dress, and could only stop by the table briefly. "Oh, Fire Walker, it's great to see you too! We'll have to wait until after the ceremony to catch up; I'm one of Lady Applejack's bridlemaids, so I have to get into position before they start." She gave a nod of greeting to Swift as well, taking up a cup that Berry went ahead and poured for her. It was a bit of a dusty walk, and the refreshment was appreciated. "Ah, thank you, I needed that." She then noticed Tempest Shadow, and her eyes grew a little wide. "Oh, you made it! Last I heard, you were up north. Glad to see you could be here for your benefactor's big day!" As if for all the world they had never been enemies, a remarkable feat of diplomacy, given that Blue had been side-by-side with Swift Squall as they escaped the embattled capital. But that was why only one of them was trusted by the Crown's Foreign Office. "I'll see you all after the vows, alright? Ta-ta!" And with that, she departed, to take up her position in the bridal train.
    6 points
  18. "Panicking...Hah! The day you start panicking over something so trivial, is the day trees in your orchard starts bearing dates." She appreciated the compliment and sentiment but she reckoned she was going to have to start selling dates if that was the outcome, 'cause she sure as heck wasn't gonna have any apple trees left. "I know, I know!" Then ya better get back to her, you big goof. "But she's a strong mare - trained soldier all her adult life. Had at least half as much adventures as myself." Well, Applejack could agree there. "And she's big where it counts." This was either a comment on a big flank, a joke about weight which didn't seem likely, or about pregnancy. She'd go with pregnancy. "How far along is she now?" "...Fine one horseshoe then. It's...it just...I was the one who asked her you know? The moment she said 'Yes' made this Nightmare Night the best day of my life. And now she's also mother of my little, unborn daughter. But the closer 'this day' comes I find myself asking - Will I be good enough spouse? Good enough parent?...Mother said that the fact that I ask those questions means I care. But you can care and still screw up. I was looking for some....pointers, I guess?" Why in the name of Celestia's everflowing mane was he asking this of her on her wedding day right before the ceremony? She didn't really know what to say. He was being worried and critical of himself and that was all well and good but relationships were primarily about your heart and your gut. The head was important, sure, you didn't want to be a lousy fool who ruined the one you loved. But it was a secondary element- love was something you understood only when you had it. You couldn't plan on it. The rest of it didn't matter- he was a hero and a provider who could give her anything she wanted or needed. "Well, do you love her? That's...really all you gotta ask yerself. The rest of you won't know until you do it but yer likely worryin' about nothing." "You are only one I know that qualifies. Ice is a divorcee as far as I know, Pathfinder has a spouse but she's almost never home for her, Spring had a horrible breakup, Sparkle is married to the job and I am yet to discover for what in Tartarus Blueblood...Bluebelle?....aims for a relationship...And I shudder at the thought of asking Discord. Does he even Know what romance is? The point is that I...I don't want to screw up. She doesn't deserve it. And I don't ever want to see her cry those kind of tears ever again." A ton of insults mildly tossed about, but she'd keep quiet about it. She wasn't sure it was all warranted and even then she wasn't sure why she had to be the best one for it. She wasn't even married yet. She felt confident in the advice she had given but she also knew how new this all was. He called her the only one that qualified but she wasn't sure that it was all that accurate. "...I am sorry. I shouldn't throw this all down on your lap. Especially today." Yeah, you said it. She smiled. Soon he was less morose and back on the happier topics. He even brought something to drink. She had a dry mouth but she was a little too worried about getting it on her dress- oh Celestia save her- and she was pregnant, but she appreciated it anyway. "Thanks, sugarcube. You just enjoy the wedding, alright?" She asked happily, waving as he left her alone. Her and the drink, in any case. She licked her lips. After all this was done... Moonlight had spent a long time finding just the right dress for this wedding. It wasn't as easy as just looking great and going with your first option, after all. She'd look great regardless but this was a big event! All sorts of ponies would be in attendance, even Princesses. And what was she supposed to do, not stand out and look absolutely stunning? As if! She had gone over catalogues from the famous design shops in Canterlot and Manehattan, even the ones she had to sneak past Rarity to get. She was the best of course but options filly, options. And sure, she worked on her own designs too, and got what she could out of Rarity but that mare was swaaaaaaamped. So in the end she had decided to simply order a dress from one of those catalogues. It had cost more than a few bits but it was totally worth it. She made some final adjustments herself, trying to make sure she looked just right. And really, soft velvet was a sublime choice for what to wear to a fall outdoor wedding. The long-sleeved maxi dress came in marigold and really popped and was fetching and attractice without being too attention grabbing. She had made a few adjustments fr the outdoor nature of it, loosened it ever so slightly for the dancing, and she was off. She was gonna look her best for the wedding- for Applejack, for Rainbow Dash, for friends and family, and whatever it was exactly that Remington qualified as. "Remmy Remmy Remmy!" She said, ending with a giggle as she trotted up to him on her finally crafted shoes. It had been another order- small magical charge kept them mostly spotless for a while. For a while. She'd have to be careful but for now she felt great, complete with black stockings. Gotta have slim legs! "Soooo glad you could make it. Like, when I asked you to be my, like, plus-one I was soooo totally nervous that you'd be all like, 'eww weddings' but then you were all like, 'sure' and that's so tre bien!" She snorted as she sidled up to him, side to side. Her tail reached out to his and pulled on it, tugging on it as it entwined itself in excitement. "Like, have you met some of the other Apples?" She asked. Well it was more of a threat because she started leading him around while having to stay a giggle. "There's Apple Bloom!" Apple Bloom was a little worse for the wear. She had been told she couldn't be a flower filly or a bridesmaid at her own sister's wedding! It was Apple family tradition that you could only be a flower filly before you got your cutie mark and that made sense, and Applejack had her bridesmaids and that was nice and all, but Apple Bloom felt a little put out. She was just an honored guest. Uggh. Not a big deal. And she was super happy her sister was getting married, but it just felt like she was sitting here doing nothing. She was restless, and for more reasons than that. So she was finding herself drawn more and more towards Berry Punch's cart because, well, somepony needed a drink of something. "There's Apple Bloom!" Her head snapped to find who said it, though she didn't need to. Everypony knew the voice of Moonlight by this point. You know what? Apple Bloom was really happy for them. The former Valen and his former Manehattan friend Remington made a cute couple when you slotted Moonlight in Valen's place. Not that they wouldn't have been cute otherwise. Did they always have feelings like this but it was just easier now? Apple Bloom wasn't sure. She just knew it was cute. And lucky Moonlight, having a special somepony. "Howdy Moony! Lookin' great there," she said as she approached the two. She then elbowed Remington and waggled her eyebrows. "Lucky you, eh?" Moonlight giggled. "How are you, Abby?" "Oh, you know. Survivin'. So, this is yer plus one?" "Yep!" Moonlight said as she smiled widely. "You know, Ah'm real proud of you two. A true blue Manehattan power couple!" Moonlight's face didn't flush of color, but it did change. A pause. A laugh. "Oh you," she turned to Remington. "So that's Apple Bloom. Oh! There's Zap! There's Mac!" Moonlight tugged Remington away. Apple Bloom was confused at that reaction, then shrugged her shoulders. Today, she wasn't going to care. She finished her trot towards Berry Punch. "Hey Berry. Ah know we don't have anythin' hard, an' you wouldn't give me it anyway even though Ah'm a big pony now, but what's tha closest ya got?" She asked with resignation in her voice.
    6 points
  19. Glitter sat on the hay bale next to Temy. She smirked at her mare at her lofty plans. "Oh, I've heard of AJ's famous cider and that's not the kind of stuff you leave just laying around!" She winked at Tempest. "But if anypony can swipe a whole keg...it would be you." She glanced about, noting their distance from other ponies and then leaned in to nuzzle her friend. "Thanks for letting me come with you Temy," She giggled. "To this oh so romantic occasion!" She couldn't help it, she loved to play with Temy and her supposed "dislike" for all things mushy and/or romantic. Glitter sat back, resting herself on the bale and watching the proceedings. She supposed the mares of the day would make their appearance soon enough but for now things were still getting under way. Numerous guests were arriving and moving to the closer seating in the roped off area. Neither her nor Tem had any interest in that. The two of them usually kept their distance from others, spending lots of their times living and working out of their cabin in the far north. Coming to Ponyville was cetianly a change. She'd not been to the little town for Celestia knew how long! "You know, I could just go get us some cake and drinks," She smiled again. "You turn everything into a raid or adventure of some kind don't you Temy?" They both did that sort of thing, all the time actually. She loved that they could sit in the outlying area, not having to dress up all fancy or deal with small talk. It was better to live the way they did. At least for Glitter and Tempest anyway.
    6 points
  20. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" Rainbow zoomed around the silo that had been cleared out to make a pre-wedding prep room for her. She kinda wished she' just been allowed to get ready in the same place as AJ. It would have been nice to have her practical nature around to calm her down. Everything swirled through her head in a giant rush. Since the first day she' d known AJ the mare had sparked Rainbow's interest. It hadn't been romantic right away. Nope. Anything but that. RD was a competitor as was her farm mare. Back in the day they had really kicked their heels up trying to out do each other. This only lasted for so long in a platonic fashion though. She remembered vividly the first day she'd noticed AJ in that new a special way. How her heart had skipped a beat and made her feel kinda light headed. After that RD had gone through a shift in her life. Sure she'd liked looking at mares but not wanting them the way she wanted AJ. She didn't want to just know about her, she wanted to be the closest thing in the world to the farm mare. "Take a breath filly!" Pinkie squinted up at her friend. "I mean I get excited too but you gotta get your head on straight before we head out there!" Pinkie Pie was not usually the most calm of ponies but she had the sense to know what would make a party go off right. That certainly did not include a certain cyan pegasus going batty during the biggest moment for her life! "You're right!" RD zoomed back to the hay covered ground and folded back her wings. "It's just," She huffed out a breath through her nose. "This is a lot!" "Yeah, but it's a good a lot right?" Pinkie giggled and reached for a cupcake. She'd been sure to bring some of the confections with her to help prep in the silo. Who wouldn't? Cupcakes were like super duper important for this kind of thing! "You want a bite?" Pinkie stuffed a treat into her muzzle and gulped it down. "Yum!" "Come on Pinkie, you're supposed to be helping me go over my um," Her eyes bulged. "Where's my vows!" "Relax silly!" The pink mare hoofed a crumpled paper towards her friend. "You know you can just read them off here right?" "It wouldn't be as special though." RD looked at her incredulously. "Right?" "I'm sure what's most special will be what makes you most comfortable!" She gulped another cupcake. "But if you want to try from memorized it's up to you! Want to practice again?" RD shook her head. "No, the last time was a disaster. Maybe I should just wait until I'm up there." As she spoke her stomach dropped. She was really doing this! It wasn't about AJ at all. She loved the farm mare deeply and truly. Loyally just like her element. They had a colt, the perfect colt. Zappers was amazing and just the best guy and she was so so so proud of him. And, they had another on the way! Rainbow couldn't help but wonder what Ambrosia would be like. She wondered if she'd be a little tom colt just like RD had been. The thought made her smile. "There you go! That looks much better!" Pinkie commented on her friend's smile and reached up the straighten the bow tie that brought her friend's dapper tux together oh so well! "Is it time yet?" Pinkie cocked her head and listened. "Not quite time yet..." She grinned hugely. "I'm so excited fr you guys!" Rainbow's smile dropped away for the time being. This whole thing was making her more nervous than any Wonderbolts race she'd ever been in!
    6 points
  21. Guess who's back (back back)- Back again!
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  22. (OOC: Drafted by me, Dunnie, and Steel together!) And then, as if in a sudden blink, there he was. Not that Blueblood had been instantly warped to the front of the aisle, dressed to the nines, together with the mares he loved most in all this world. No, it was simply that this was suddenly clear to him as the only salient fact, protruded on but dimly by the presence of Princess Twilight Sparkle. Crusader, meanwhile, stood tall and firm, as if restraining herself with difficulty from spreading her wings and taking Dunnie and Blueblood under them like a brooding hen. Time for that later, when they both were officially hers to have and hold, to love and cherish... "We are gathered here today to celebrate with Star Crusader, Blueblood, and Dunnie Blust as they proclaim their love and commitment to the world. We are gathered to rejoice, with and for them, in the new life they now undertake together.” Blueblood blinked. Twilight was beginning the ceremony proper. He had better regard her as salient, if he didn’t want to miss or flub his vows. Finally! Dunnie thought, it was finally time for the ceremony itself to start. The reason why every creature was gathered there today. The formalities would soon be done with, and their fun could start. “The relationship you enter into today must be grounded in the strength of your love and the power of your faith in each other. To make your relationship succeed it will take unending love. It will take trust, to know in your hearts that you truly want what is best for one another and to learn and grow together. It will take faith to go forward together without knowing what the future holds. Entering into a Herd comes with unique challenges and unique experiences, all of which you have been educated about. If all of you come freely, and understand the responsibility and work involved to make your relationship thrive, and are committed to not only each other but your family, please take each other by the hooves and reply 'we do.' Hoof in hoof in hoof, Blueblood looked his brides in the eyes and said along with them, “We do.” And then it was time for his own vows, which he perked his ears up to catch. "Blueblood, repeat after me: Star Crusader and Dunnie Blust, you are my best friends and everlasting companions. You have brought me the truest happiness I have ever known. I take joy today in committing my life to yours.” “Star Crusader and Dunnie Blust, you are my best friends and everlasting companions. You have brought me the truest happiness I have ever known. I take joy today in committing my life to yours.” The ring-bearer position had been filled by Wordsworth, as the youngest pony which had any close significance to Blueblood’s life and household. For once in a rare circumstance, the secretary’s face was devoid of humor, but nonetheless happy for all that. Inwardly relieved at the solemnity on display, Blueblood took up the rings as Twilight began the nest part. “Now place the marriage band on Star Crusader's front-right leg and repeat after me... with this adornment, I promise to stand with you as we share this life, and cherish the memories we make together, with you as the Alpha of this Herd.” Star’s front-right leg had already been held out, ready for Blueblood to seal it with the band of gold. Her amber eyes smiling, she listened to him echo the words: “With this adornment, I promise to stand with you as we share this life, and cherish the memories we make together, with you as the Alpha of this Herd.” They shared a moment where they locked eyes, just a moment, before Blueblood moved on to the second part of his vows. “Place the second marriage band on Dunnie Blust's back right leg and repeat after me...with this adornment, I promise to stand with you as we share this life, and cherish the memories we make together." This part was a little more awkward, as it involved him having to break formation a little bit to get at her leg. But she was accommodating, and soon he was able to speak the words: “With this adornment, I promise to stand with you as we share this life, and cherish the memories we make together." Dunnie blushed hard as she felt his telekinesis put the band onto her leg. Now it was official. She closed her eyes and puffed up her chest as she posed while taking in the promise. "Dunnie Blust, repeat after me: Star Crusader and Blueblood, you are my best friends and everlasting companions. You have brought me the truest happiness I have ever known. I take joy today in committing my life to yours.” Dunnie was beaming as her turn came. She knew the drill, from practice and since it was just performed on her. “Star Crusader and Blueblood, you are my best friends and everlasting companions. You have brought me the truest happiness I have ever known. I take joy today in committing my life to yours.” “Now place the marriage band on Star Crusader's front-left leg and repeat after me.... with this adornment, I promise to stand with you as we share this life and cherish the memories we make together, with you as the Alpha of this Herd. Place the second marriage band on Blueblood's back-left leg and repeat after me...with this adornment, I promise to stand with you as we share this life, and cherish the memories we make together." “With this adornment, I promise to stand with you as we share this life and cherish the memories we make together, with you as the Alpha of this Herd.” As she recited the vow, she trotted to Star and lifted the large leg. With some finesse, she managed to place the bangle on the foreleg and clasp it shut with a wing. Though Star’s expression was subtle, anyone close enough could see those shining eyes now. They were more expressive than her silent muzzle, and they spoke of love and happiness. She then turned to face the alabaster stallion. “With this adornment, I promise to stand with you as we share this life, and cherish the memories we make together.” She gave Blueblood a glance to return his gaze, which he did, restraining himself with difficulty from kissing her before the ceremony called for. She trotted to his back-left leg after making sure it was the correct leg. In a smoother action than before, she took his leg and clasped the band on the appendage. "Star Crusader, repeat after me: “Blueblood and Dunnie Blust, you are my best friends and everlasting companions. You have brought me the truest happiness I have ever known. I take joy today in committing my life to yours. “Blueblood and Dunnie Blust, you are my best friends and everlasting companions. You have brought me the truest happiness I have ever known.” Star paused, swallowing back a slight choke before continuing. “I take joy today in committing my life to yours.” “Give leave for Dunnie Blust and Blueblood to take the wedding bands you have offered and attach them to their free back legs and repeat after me...with these adornments, I promise to stand with you, in front of you, beside you, and always with you as we share this life and cherish the memories we make together, as the Alpha of this Herd." Dunnie would require a little more help than Blueblood to attach the band. This was slow work for her, since her relatively larger size made manipulating the bands slightly more awkward. Fortunately, she was too happy to be self-conscious. “With these adornments, I promise to stand with you as we share this life and cherish the memories we make together, as alpha of this herd.” "Star Crusader and her Herd, prior to this moment you each walked a separate path. Now, you embark together on a shared path. Yet the journey is not yours alone, as you share it together, with the many becoming one. It is the strength of your love that shall nourish you all together as a Herd. Star Crusader and her Herd, today you have stood before these witnesses and declared your intent to commit your lives to one another in marriage and in the formation of a Herd. You have made promises to each other and your family. Your road to this moment has not always been smooth, but you continued to fight for one another. I hope you will never forget the fight and perseverance it has taken to get to this moment. And I hope you will never forget the love and joy you feel today, because these are the values that will keep your Herd and bond to one another strong. And so, by the power granted by my status as Sovereign of all Equestria and in the Olde Laws that Govern Equestria, I declare this Herd anew and its members the Crusader Herd. Let all creatures here and everywhere recognize and respect this union, now and forever. Star Crusader, you may kiss your brides." *Whoosh* As if they had been kept down on top of tightly coiled springs, Star Crusader’s enormous wings sprang out with sufficient force to push a breeze through the whole Hall, sending the hem of her dress flapping behind her like a windsock. In the very next second, those wings had wrapped around her herdmates, drawing them both in for a simultaneous kiss so intense as to be audible. It was the most obvious display of emotion in public for the mare since… well, ever! Dunnie’s cheeks were flushed red as she was taken into the wings. She leaned in close and her puckered lips met the others’ and they joined in a three-way kiss.
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  23. ~~Star Crusader~~ The jab to the shoulder may as well have been Tempest tapping a boulder with her hoof, but Star took it in good humor. "Then it's a date. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to make my herd official. See you later." And with a bow to both Temmy and Sky Crack, Star Crusader turned to go towards the front. ~~Spoiled Rich~~ The older mare was quite glad to see that investment of time into the magazine photoshoot had paid off. It had been a particularly trying episode... more for the photographer than for her, admittedly, but that's what he was paid to deal with. "You're quite correct. What is more to the point these days, I am now also the Mayor of this fine town. I know I cannot be the first to say this, but Welcome to Ponyville." Spoiled's unique muzzle was wearing its most pleasant smile, as it did when she conversed with those she considered social equals. There weren't many of those around this town, though considerably more since Prince Blueblood had become Archancellor of the School of Friendship. His admission policy seemed to be focused on bringing in high-status foreign students, and this seemed like very sound policy to her. "You are a friend of the groom, or one of the brides?" She inquired. "I can't say I know either of them all that well personally, but I could hardly refuse an invitation to a Royal Wedding they so graciously allowed this town to host." She lowered her voice. "While I'm happy for the... three of them, I do hope that Filthy isn't going to be getting any ideas from this." ~Prince Blueblood~ The Prince was glad to see Fluttershy taking advantage of the opportunity to escape the crowds. She and Niilavin should get along quite well. Hopefully. Better than with Swift Squall, at least. But Flutters was not the most salient pegasus mare to Blueblood today. That spot was held by two, one of which had her wing around him with active nuzzling. "She should be." Blueblood answered as regarded Princess Twilight, unable to keep a note of impatience out of his voice. Darn it, he wanted to be married already! Taking one last look over towards Smolder and Gallus, Blue shook his head. "I wish I could say you weren't right. I both miss those days and never want to go back to them. Mostly because neither you nor Star were in them, at the time." OK, a bit cheesy, but Dunnie had never refused queso before, to his knowledge. A shadow fell over the group as Star Crusader stood between them and the window. "I believe most of the guests are in place, now only we remain." She was smiling now, visibly, which was still an unfamiliar position for her face. "Let us take our positions. We have waited long enough, my loving herd." *Look at her, taking charge already.* Blueblood thought, as she escorted the pair of them away from Fire with a wing and shepherded them towards the front. Already, the music of the organ was playing. Was that Spike on the keys? There weren't many ponies who could play an instrument like that. Wandering thoughts, however, came home, now that he could see Star and Dunnie together in their dresses. Reminders of how beautiful they both were, and how lucky a stallion he was, drove all other thoughts from his mind...
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  24. Looking between the mechanic and the medic, she slowly nodded. A plan was coming together, pieces clicking into place. "Miss Bevel, if you could replicate the effects of Miss Flare's unique vision, how, precisely, would you go about this operation?" Finally pulling her attention away from the promising pony, she cast a small smile Bevel's way, an energy positively radiating off of her. "After all, I do beleive quite a few ponies could benefit from her form of 'sight'. Blind ponies especially."
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  25. ---Presteza--- It was only beginning to dawn on the painter just how long it truly had been since she'd been in such a large crowd of ponies. So many talking and sharing stories, yet she couldn't help but feel she came up short on conversational topics. It didn't help that she didn't have a plus one to save her from any awkward situations... If only Java were here. The painter was jarred from her thoughts when she noticed a mare approaching her. She seemed the sort of mare that she'd run across many a time in her foal hood in some way: a natural born socialite. Presteza's foalhood was full of galas and social functions where she had to wear fancy clothes and be shown off to her mother's friends. At this point in her life though, Presteza had learned not to judge a book by their cover. The hat wearing unicorn crackked a smile and shook, "Good Day, you're... " Presteza wracked her brain a moment before she was able to place the face, "Oh! You're Spoiled Rich. I've seen you in a few magazines with your husband." She wasn't going to mention it, but what served as Spoiled's most identifying trait for this painter was her muzzle. Presteza had a soft spot for unique individuals and ponies with interesting faces. "It's good to meet you." ---Bevel Gear--- A big grin spread across Bevel's muzzle once she heard Rose's occupation. Alchemy was an incredible field, back where she was studying she'd hoped to take more time looking into that but her skills had lied in magitechnical engineering. The tone in this new pony's voice was starting to light an inspiration fire in the prench unicorns belly, "I think I hear some promise in your voice, Mademoiselle Compass. Care to elaborate?"
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  26. @PrinceBlueblood @Pretzelparty @Ciraxis @RexDraco @Dusty When Blueblood had encouraged Fluttershy to meet with the sphinx who was over by the mayor, she perked up and around to see how soon she might attend this kind of meeting. If for no other reason than that she was beginning to feel encroached by the many wedding guests that mingled around her, wanting to compliment her on her dress, and reacting to what her date was currently entertaining. Upon a Discord-related magical explosion in which Fluttershy was not paying close attention to, several items appeared from seemingly no where, and a snake appeared under Fluttershy seeking shelter. She accepted the snake's desire to stay with her until the snake was feeling confident enough to return to the garden to resume its busy evening searching for food scraps and for other unsuspecting creatures, rodents perhaps, who were also looking for food scraps. Before Fluttershy could resume her short trek in finding out where the mayor was, Discord introduced her to Bevel. She immediately began wearing a greeting face. "Oh, nice to meet you." She flinched at the explanation. "Robots?" When Bevel expressed that robots was only a recent project, Fluttershy nodded courteously. "That's neat. Hey, um, excuse me, I need to meet with somepony really quick." Fluttershy turned and looked at the sea of guests, carefully nudging through them in order to not disturb their cheerful conversations. Suddenly, she was ambushed by a jade colored unicorn who had remarks to say about the three way wedding, but then also went into detail about his thoughts on the sphinx he heard mentioned, and spoke to her and Blueblood openly. He did not mince words, which was fine, but Fluttershy kept feeling like she was roped into listening to him. Every time she wanted to softly step away, she felt she was being talked to and stayed in her position. Blueblood now conversing with the green pony, gave her a better out to escape the conversation and go to the sphinx herself to see what the fuss was about. She felt like she was the only one at the event who was ignorant of the creature. And why did it seem like everypony was suggesting the creature had as much agency as a pony? Fluttershy always did that herself, but she had only considered Blueblood was mentioning the sphinx as if it was a pet. But it seemed much more than that. Seeing where the mayor had walked from, Fluttershy approached the entrance to the castle, where many were entering to attend the wedding. She looked around for the sphinx but couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. After a short pause at the castle gates, she slowly backed up to turn around and ran into a soft furry surface. When she turned around, she realized it was the large thigh of the brown-pelted sphinx, who towered over her and everypony around. She was not easily frightened by large creatures, but having not expecting his size she reacted shocked and momentarily scared. How she missed seeing this creature upon arrival to the wedding was beyond her. She must had been so nervous about attending this event that didn't even notice the large sphinx serving as a bouncer to this very special occasion.
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  27. Fire Walker was amused at her new gift, “I’m going to keep this if you don’t mind.”, she pushed on the faux-goose and it made an pleasing, “WAAAGH!” sound. The adult mare could not be even more pleased than she was at the moment. She named her new friend, ‘Goose-tave’. qThe red mare enjoyed her brief moments of affection from both her good friend Dunnie, and her hubby to be. She gave Goose-tave another push, an he responded with another “WAAAGH!”. The mare’s mile faded as Swift got into his dramatics and when got further into the drama with the griffon-boy she sighed, “But my Grace asked me if he was suitable to be an officer, and I asked the boy the standard questions. That signature would never stand alone, even if he were properly sober as he is underage and would require a signature from a parent or guardian.”, Fire pointed out. The mare was the very least pony on this planet to lecture any creature about drinking. The pony gods would rightfully strike her down if she even thought about even having the desire to pull out a chair, turn it around and sit on it backwards while feeling the desire to ‘rap with this youngster’. She was a terrible role-model for such a thing. Still, she did feel bad for the cute griffon who appeared to be very stressed out over this situation. “Good, if you ever desire to join the R.E.A. at the time you see fit, please visit your local recruiter.”, Fire sounded like a proper officer. “And if you wish, tomorrow morning, I will send a letter to the head recruiter and made sure your invalidated paper is rejected. And for now, why don’t you go hang around with your cute little dragon friend over there. She looks a little lonely.” And she was really going to town with those fries. Good gravy. “Huh. Thanks.”. the young dragon liked fries, but preferred the potato variety over the more pony friendly and rather dry ‘hay’ version. But free fries beat no fries. She started to nimble on the horsey-treat while others chattered on, and some crazy pony played with her toy goose. And poor Gallus. He sounded rather scared and she needed to help her cute lil’ pal. She made her way at her friend’s side. “Good idea, your majesty. Let’s go..”, she whispered to Gallus with a wink. “We can swipe some cake on the way out.”
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  28. Gallus shook his head. Were these ponies crazy? Were all ponies crazy? That had been his experience so far and today was not changing that one iota. What he had wanted was for Blueblood to just go ahead and tear that piece of paper up. What he wanted was for this to be quick, clean and then over. Instead, another pony had to get involved all while Smolder and her growing more inebriated self made her little commentary and snickers and uggghhhh. Why was life so patently unfair? He had been born in Griffonstone. Wasn't that enough of a kick in the teeth or was the universe aligned precisely to screw him time and time again? This other pony, the red pegasus mare with the demeanor of a guard and the body of poster-pegasus for the military, asked him if he had a list of qualities. He had never failed a test in Equestria and he wasn't about to start now. "Me? Please I-" he said before he felt prickles on the back of his neck. He turned and saw Smolder. Oh damnit. If he said what he was going to say- that he was honestly a rotten coward with no decency or self-control- then Smolder would die from joy. She could spread that everywhere and some small quirk in the back of his feathers would stop him from lying about it. Great, his own crushed self-esteem had forced him into an eternal loop. He couldn't lie about what he wanted to say because the truth was sweet when it was unintentional fuel to fires of self-flagellation that a kitten who didn't think he was worth much had inside of him, yet he was too weak and cowardly inside to take even the kind-hearted abuse of a friend over it. He was being punished no matter what. He felt there was a lesson here about moderation and keeping a cool head but he wasn't learning it, not today. "I...listen, I have all those qualities and then some but I'm too young and I shouldn't have been drinking and come on, signing somegriff up while they're barely coherent seems like it isn't right," he said as nodded his head to emphasize the words. As he did, a shake appeared. On his beak. He didn't have time to wonder why it happened as he tried to stop it from falling, repositioning himself under the treat as if it were a game while another stallion he had never met defended him and gave him some sort of business card. It also helped shut him up, which he was sure others appreciated. And one of the Herders was here- wait, wasn't Dunnie supposed to be away from the groom?- and commented on his penmanship. He wanted to bristle in defense, but chocolate shake. He was a fan of her deciding to use authority she probably didn't have I(at least yet) to cancel the whole thing. He snapped his talons in approval, pointing at her in excitement.
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  29. This wedding only got better and better. Her favorite mischievous spirit was here, her invention was still working for Dunnie, and they had coffee! Instant coffee, but coffee nonetheless. "Oh I'm sure he's not bothered by it! It was an appropriately chaotic greeting!" She said with a cheery smile before the noodle popped out of existence and then back into it, "Maybe I was mistaken though." Then she fell to ground on her plot, gravity reasserting itself on her person. It was then that she noticed something strange: someone spoke to her! That in and of itself wasn't new. She'd been spoken to many a time before, but not often by someone she couldn't see. The inventor tilted her head and shook it about before clearing her throat and looking to Discord as his tail pointed to his date. She had heard many a thing about Fluttershy. Most of those things came from the mouth of her date of the evening. Discord spoke often about her and of all the animals she took such good care of. Animals were never Bevels field of expertise, or even a notable interest, but it was still fascinating to hear how the mare managed to curtail even bears and the like. The inventor bowed her head with a peppy grin, "Enchante, Mademoiselle Fluttershy! Discord has spoken very highly of you... and I do much more than make Fighting Robots. In fact, that is only a recent project." Bevel was an eccentric mare prone to getting lost in her own little world, so she missed the entrance of a rather fabulous looking pony. She looked searchingly at the mare a moment, "Are you a ventroliquist? That was very impressive... and did you say you had a proposition? I'm always looking for new projects, what do you have in mind?" At Squall's question, Bevel gave a simple nod. She was getting so busy lately... fortunately she had an idea that would let her substantially increase her workload later, but that will require a lot of paperwork and permissions to a certain site near Ponyville. "Monsiuer Squall, I'm not ready to take the reins just yet, but I shall be soon!" [For the time Being Presteza will fade into the background unless called on.]
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  30. ~Star Crusader~ Tempest's hoof was taken with a gentleness that did not quite manage to be effortless, and did not last long enough to let go. Star gave a little pump or what was to her was little. Temmy was probably a sturdy enough mare not to be shaken to her bones by it, but the number of ponies at this party for whom that was true was a very small number indeed. "Indeed, though there were few shields that were actually there to be broken. Armorplates, mostly, but Armorbreaker is too many syllables to be a snappy nickname." A slight twist in her facial muscles appeared, perhaps it was meant as an expression of amusement. "I will say, though I am ultimately glad we had no occasion to appear as enemies to each other, I do regret that we never had opportunity to test skill and might against each other. If you feel the same, do see me during the reception. A mud pit for the wrestling contest should be easy to arrange." She turned to Sky Crack. "The same offer is extended to you as well, Tagmatarches Sky Crack, should you wish to relieve your feelings of boredom." ~Wordsworth Psmith~ Having delivered Gallus and Smolder into the tender mercies of Prince Blueblood, Psmith stepped back to watch the show, finding himself next to the self-described Airship Captain. "Comrade Blitz, clipper of the clouds!" Psmith took his interlocutor's hoof with practiced grace and elegance. "I am here in my capacity as His Royal Highness' personal secretary, though elsewhere I am known as a Canterbridge boarding school alumni, champion of the common artist, and many others. One must suit one's role to the company." He did not mention that he was the son and heir of one Baron Psmith. Not that he had any lack of fondness for the old fellow, but his reputation was eccentric enough without bringing up a well-known noble lunatic into the conversation. "But hark, I believe a show of more than common comic interest is about to unfold!" He pulled Arctic back a little further, to talk privately. "Behold, the pre-wedding complication, drunk and hungover students, in close proximity to the lord of Chaos himself! One doesn't get a show like this on the stage often, and never for free!" The unicorn grinned and tapped his muzzle. For one who bore all the markings of a smooth criminal, he seemed to have no malicious interests beyond amusement. In this respect, he was remarkably similar to Discord; one who conceded to order in dress and daily habit, but one no less fond of a little chaos surrounding his circumstances. ~Prince Blueblood~ The aforementioned scene unfolded, with Prince Blueblood holding Gallus's increasingly nervous gaze with an increasingly elevated eyebrow. The papers handed over did nothing to lower either, it had to be said. He looked back from the papers to the griffon, and his apparent accomplice/enabler dragon. As it happened, his powers, in terms of the guard, only extended to recruiting Honor Guards from the regular ranks, over and above the wishes of their officers. And Gallus was not at that level, as he was well ready to admit. As for whether he would make a good guard at all, however... "Fire, Dunnie, do you mind coming over here a minute?" He gestured over to where the two of them were catching up. "I want to get your opinion on this. It seems the local recruiter thought my fine student here to be officer material. I wouldn't dare gainsay his judgement, but I think Gallus feels the need for a second opinion." It seemed his unstated desire for secrecy would not be respected, much to the delight of the observing secretary. The chirp of a bird brought Blueblood's attention back to Fluttershy, upon whom the avian had alighted. "Oh, right yes. Well, if Daring Do wrote of cats whose size was only exceeded by their ego and appetite, I'd say yes. But he's really a sweet boy once you get to know him. Talk to my secretary about an appointment, my calendar's going to be a bit full for the next few weeks!" He gave a little laugh. "But if you don't wish to wait, I believe he's currently talking with the Mayor." Knowing Fluttershy's reluctance to engage in crowds, and her, frankly, only tangential connection to him and his, he felt it only polite to offer an out to her. ~Spoiled Rich~ The Mayor smiled up at Niil, feeling herself in the presence of one with whom she could make common cause. "For you, Mr. Niilavin, I will make an opening on my calendar. Also, reserve a seat at the Wildlife control Committee. You've already rendered this town great service by beating back the intruding megafauna, and I should be loath to neither acknowledge nor make future of such help. It may be a little while, however, before we can make a medal in your size." She even blushed at the sphinxes compliment, her expression as genuinely pleased as it ever got. "And you like wise, I look forward to our next meeting!" Spoiled was not a mare that bowed for many, but she did bow in respect to the paragon of order, before turning back around to re-enter the building. The seat next to hers was occupied now, with a stranger to the town. Or had they come in last Heartswarming? She could not recall. Looking over at Solar Flare, she asked. "Are you here as a friend of the groom? Or one of the brides?"
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  31. Memories of the 'foothills' came back to Dunnie as chaos incarnate brought the incident back up. 'Foothills' was certainly a curious way to put it, which Dunnie should have expected since it came straight from the noodle's mouth. "You know, any pony would turn that color!" Flashbacks to bumbling through Chaosville and landing on what seemed like perfectly trustworthy grass and dirt, albeit pink grass. Only for her weight to fall unhindered. Instead of landing on a curious hillside she felt like she splashed into a pink pool only to emerge with her coat stained the color of the deceptive grass. "Not that I didn't like the color!" She stuck her hoof out and turned to punctuate her point, "But it didn't fit me, y'know? Changes in foal steps and all that" The irony was lost on the mare. "Also I did kind of deserve it, I was very insistent on finding out what was in that book, and I found out." She giggled lightly. When she caught sight of Discord's new coffee brown backpack, who not-so-curiously mentioned coffee, Dunnie gave her an amused look. "Of course! It only makes sense you'd come given those experiments all those years ago." She explained as she returned the hoof bump with a wide grin, the silver bangle on her foreleg danging for but a moment. With her other foreleg, she pushed herself up to her haunches, then launched herself into the air with a powerful kick off the ground. As she floated in front of Discord, she gave his little white beard tuft a playful cat-like smack and giggled. She wrapped a leg around Discord's noodly body and slid down to meet Bevel where she was perched. "So, thanks for coming." She leaned in and gave the floofy, fuzzy brown mare a nuzzle, nose to nose for a moment then went back to hanging off the draconeqqus. "Of course, we supplied the wedding with only the finest of Canterlot's instant coffees for our guests!" She declared while hanging off the chaos being, free hoof pointed out to declare it proudly. With that, she dismounted then brushed herself off, straightening out her dress and adjusting her crown of flowers with her feathers, "Oh! Also you should ask before climbing upon Discord. It's only polite!" She leaned in close, getting on her tippy hooves and with a leg sticking out for balance to whisper to Bevel, "He is old too, don't want to accidentally break something." As she turned back to the crowd she made way for the crowed that was gathering around her husband to be. She pranced on down, making sure to make a stop for her ol' crimson comrade. "Thank you for making time. I know there were a lot of weddings at once, but, that's just how it is sometimes." She stood wing to wing with Fire and gave her a nuzzle on the neck, then continued on her way as to not distract the mare too much. With some of the chancellorship's students present, Dunnie stood between them and draped her wings over them both in a feathery embrace. "Ah, yes. It's very good to finally meet some of Bluey's beloved students." She said softly. "Just be sure to make some time for the merriment! Balancing work and play, and all of that." She chuckled lightly, "The food and drinks are free!" then would give a well needed warning to the younger creatures "Just be careful not to drink too much, you'll get yourself siiickkk!" Of course she wouldn't want that! Not at her wedding. She did also overhear the name of the unicorn she had helped in, and was sure to give a smile and a wing-wave to the stallion.
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  32. Fire Walker glanced back at the odd Draconequus and smiled. It was so strange seeing the powerful and former Mad King Of Equestria so relaxed and reserved. She could only blame Lady Fluttershy for such a thing. Her kindness and beauty could turn the sour into sweet and war into peace. "I would not miss this for the world, Your Highness.", the Royal Captain said with a proper bow. So many weddings, but not a single bachelorette party. She wanted to see Princess Twilight dance like she did a few years ago. While rushing to get over to her brother's Canterlot office, the red Pegasus pony took a shortcut through one of the gardens, and noticed the purple pony was dancing rather drunkenly while wearing what appeared to be an potato sack with a pink ribbon tied around it. She wanted to see -that- dance. Although she wondered if Alicorns could get drunk. These images quickly fled once she received a kiss from her favorite stallion. There was a sphinx? How in the world did she miss such a large creature? She always felt sorry for the sphinx in a story she had read. Was it a Daring Do book? She felt sorry for the beautiful creature. She probably was lonely and wanted a friend. And there was Dunder, or Dunnie. She could never get used to that. The red mare waved to her old friend. She really hoped Muggo' would be here, but she had a feeling he would not be able to attend. Their previous adventure with the good Prince, while it happened years ago, she still remembered every bit of it. There was that talk of O&O. She tried to read the 'Players Handbook' during her high school day, but she got as far as the 'Haldo!' old timey greeting on the 1st page. That was far too nerdy for her. One thing shocked her. "I did write...A few...", did she use an old address? "Well, to make things quick. Was hired by Princess Twilight to form her new guard. Then all the crazy stuff happened. Fought the Changeling Queen, an Centaur and what I believe was a preteen filly, and also I have a kid on the way.", she whispered, "Also faced an evil pig with Lady Applejack. This little piggy wanted to take over the world and turn everyone else into piggies. We managed to make her go 'wee wee wee all the way home'.", she added with a wink, "We'll have to find time to talk after this. We have a good deal to catch up with." Smolder's right eye cranked up a little higher as Wordsworth Psmith said the word 'comrade' for a hundred or so times. Was he paid a bit every time he said that word? She had no idea what he was talking about. She glanced over at her bestest bluest birdy buddy who did a better job at talking than she could at the moment. This was his gift. The gift of the gab. The jib of the jab. The bad and the rad. The toad and the tad. The scantily clad and newspaper ad. "I'm just watching him and using the 'buddy system'.", she managed to grunt and walk at the same time. One thing struck her as odd. Was Prince Blueblood talking to her? A real prince! She would let the griffon respond to him. Gift of the gab and all.
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  33. ~~Wordsworth Psmith~~ It was quite clear to see that Gallus was not in any mood to trust his fate to the tender mercies of Psmith’s whimsy. In this, he was likely wise; the secretary took his duties seriously, but he had inherited his father’s puckish sense of fun. There was no real telling what would happen were the unicorn to be left to his own devices with the news that Gallus wished to convey personally to Blueblood, but it would likely have driven the poor bird to drink. Back to drink, at any rate. “A personal meeting, comrade? Well, I cannot say his calendar is currently unoccupied, but never let it be said the Archancellor could not spare a moment for his prized and precious students! But haste, I fear, must be made! His time is already nibbled at, like a cow swimming with the piranha. Come, come!” And with a bid of magical prodding at the back of Gallus and Smolder’s heads, Psmith personally escorted the pair to where Blueblood was engaging with the guests. Hopefully, Gallus wasn’t hoping for a private conversation… ~~Star Crusader~~ Dunnie’s nervousness was hitting Star like oil on a rock, just running off without any visible sign of erosion. Of course, behind that implacable edifice, the mare’s heart was beating slightly faster than usual, but only just. To her, this was but the public formalization of what already existed between all three of them. Her only worry was concerning what disruptive elements might take this opportunity to wreak havoc upon their beloved Prince. And even then, she was fairly confident of being able to back-kick them clear into next week. “It is considered bad luck for the brides to venture out and be seen by the groom before the wedding.” She replied, betraying neither superstition nor the lack thereof. “But I hardly suppose it will make a difference, considering our present circumstances.” She gave a slight smile at Dunnie’s complaints about the chocolates. “Our chocolates, they were given to us to share.” She wondered, briefly, if her fellow pegasus was beginning to use food as a coping mechanism, or if this was due to a… different reason to eat more these days. “Probably best to burn off that nervous energy now. I’ll cover the place with a patrol, sweep by where you’re not. If anything’s going to happen, best know about it before hoof.” Taking flight with heavy beatings of her wings, the amazon of a pegasus finally achieved liftoff, banking to follow Dunnie through the front door. There seemed to be some kind of altercation by the door, a guest without an invitation? Arctic would find himself scrutinized much more carefully by the much larger mare. Star didn’t say anything, but her expression conveyed the sort of dire fate he could expect were any “funny business” to come from his gift. But once Dunnie began to escort him to where the Prince was receiving guests, she took a walk down the other side of the room. This side path brought her close to the secluded spot where Tempest Shadow and Sky Crack were conversing privately. It is possible that the Acroneighos mare would recognize her figure, if not her face, from the Morningstar-wielding armored hulk that was once seen battling in the Arena at Saarvergerg. Duties had later put an end to such entertainments, but the memories, for her, were happy ones, bruises and all. “Honored Strategikos.” She bowed her head in greeting, “Or has your rank changed since last we met?” She couldn’t help but overhear the subject of their talk, and her somewhat unsettlingly unfamiliar smile appeared. “There was, in fact, a party of your fellow-countrymares hired for the occasion, but that was for the Prince’s bachelor party. As you can probably tell, His Highness has a… particular taste in mares.” A slight lift of the wing showed off her well-muscled figure and impressive span. Tempest appeared to share the taste, though her aversion to crowds was well-known and respected. Knowing that her looming presence was crowding in and of itself, Star determined to keep this meeting brief, if the unicorn mare so wished. In truth, the honor guard’s hackles were beginning to rise on the back of her neck, and she unconsciously stood up straighter, giving a side-eye to a couple of the other guests. She couldn’t place a feather on why, just that honed instincts of years were telling her *something* about the stranger seated with… Berry Punch, it seemed? ~~Berry Punch~~ Meanwhile, Berry was under no such apprehensions. Whether it was general naivite or simply having one’s intuition dulled by the fruits of her trade, she sensed nothing but good vibes coming from ‘Jade Beaker.’ “Oh, yes, with Tiger on patrol, we could have made this a regular reunion tour with that cute bat!” She giggled, though the unicorn’s mention of her assumed homeland had triggered another thought. “You know, I don’t think you’ve ever told me much about where you come from. Is this sort of wedding normal in Wingapore? You certainly aren’t averse to taking on multiple ponies at once, from what I can tell. It’s honestly a little unusual around here, though I think ponies are understanding about this sort of thing for the most part.” Her gaze roamed to where she could just see the mayor talking with the sphinx, though it didn’t seem like either were dressing down each other, which surprised her. “If I’m being perfectly honest,” She spoke in a lowered voice, “There are some mares in this town that may well make a stallion look for another option. Not that I’ve heard Filthy do any such thing, though. He’s better than Spoiled deserves, I don’t mind telling you that!” It was a mark of how comfortable Berry was with her plus one, to be so sharing in small town gossip with her. ~~Spoiled Rich~~ If the Mayor’s ears were burning, it didn’t show. Spoiled Rich was much more interested in the sphinx in front of her and what he had to say. The more Niil spoke, the more she realized just how much she liked the cut of this kitty’s jib. He understood. “You see it too, then. Frankly, it’s been hard enough maintaining my own standards in this town, let alone bringing the rest of it up to my level. Would you believe we do not even have a token police force? It is ridiculous. Thankfully, your…” She wasn’t quite sure what to say, ‘Master’ was probably the correct title, but hardly a flattering one. “Well, His Royal Highness was able to pull a few strings with the guard to get a regular posting here. Not that we got many applicants, I believe the only one so far is a Thestral by the name of Midnight Oil. Once I have proper enforcement to hoof, I can really start to put things in order.” She nodded, quite satisfied with herself. “Right now, though, my priority has been the Everfree. The worst events have always involved some beast or swarm or other sweeping through town from the wilds. Thankfully, we have an expert in wildlife control now attached to City Hall, who is currently overseeing a fencing operation.” She omitted the fact that he had also been her opponent in the Mayoral race, running on that exact platform. After all, a good ruler recuperated, rather than crushing, reasonable opposition. A lesson Niilavin would be well-suited to learn, were Spoiled Rich the sort of pony who would actually teach. ~~Prince Blueblood~~ Even when nearly swamped by guests, Blueblood’s famous charm never faltered. He’d held to it in crowds of greater size and lesser friendliness, what was a little extra chaos? “Oh, thank you, Discord. One can never have too much confectionery at a Royal Wedding, after all.” He was quite proud of how minimal his cringe was at the mention of getting it smeared across his face was. Star wouldn’t do that, he was certain, but Dunnie… Dunnie wasn’t the sort to let him get too pompous, and would take corrective measures wherever and whenever she thought them justified. “Oh, and would you kindly let Fluttershy know that I would like to discuss some things with her soon? As you can tell, I recently came into possession of a sphinx, a magnificent creature, but I fear, an endangered one. I’d like to ask if she’s aware of any females of his kind?” Swift’s reminder of their common ancestry struck him as a little out of the blue, but it struck hard. He was quieted by the reflection upon it, and the sight of his friend, or truer to say, cousin’s gift, even moved a tear to his eye. “You… you found what we could not… even after I found my father’s journal…” There was something truly symbolic in the gift, as the expedition where he’d gone looking for the remains of his parent’s crashed airship was where he’d first met Dunnie, back when she was Dunder Blust. In a way, that trip had been the first step to finally reaching today. “Th-thank you. Heh, to think, I thought myself alone and without family for so long…” He looked at Swift and Pressy both, smiling. “More fool I for not actually looking, eh?” The somber moment did not last; no such moment could last, in the presence of the brightening happiness that Dunnie brought to the group. “Dunnie, my dear! I didn’t think- well, I suppose it was too much of an ask to keep you in one room when Princess Twilight was running late.” He gave a short little laugh, returning his wife-to-be’s kiss before turning to the stranger presenting his gift. “Thank you, mister…?” He asked, brow raised, waiting for the stallion to introduce himself. “I know this wedding is hardly typical, but I have set aside a place to deposit gifts. I’m not sure I would have the time to receive all of them personally, you understand.” He did not wish to offend, but having his wedding dissolve into a chaotic mess was not his idea of a good time. With Discord present… well, that might be tempting fate. And the fates, so tempted, presented him with a secretary trailed by two students. “Comrades all! I do regret to inform you that His Archancellorship’s presence and attention are required. His student body requires caretaking. A teacher’s work is truly never done, but care for the younger ones is never a bad sign in a future mate, as all experts agree.” Psmith winked through his monocle at Dunnie, grinning at Pressy. “We are well, Comrade Presteza! The papers, so flighty in their nature, arrange themselves now in ordered ranks, triple file, to the fray! At the desk, we assume command, and the bureaus obey! Truly, Our fair Princess Sparkle shall be pleased in the state with which we have continued her noble institution!” Blueblood looked a little sideways at Wordsworth, but then shrugged. “Alright Gallus, what is it?” The look in the griffon’s eye… it was not encouraging. The tipsy expression of the accompanying dragon was downright discouraging. “You haven’t been raiding the refreshment table before the reception, have you?”
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  34. ~Arctic Blitz~ Arctic Blitz approached the front entrance, his eyes lazily focused on the door as he thought to himself. His friend who had invited him to come along was supposed to meet him at the train station, but there was no sign of her when he arrived, nor was there any after a substantial period of waiting. He was mulling in his head whether she had been delayed somehow, or if she had simply forgot that they were meeting at the station and not at the party himself. Whichever it was, he decided that it was best to show up at the wedding before it really kicked off, even if his friend would be showing up late. Surely, she would understand, if she wasn't just already instead. He was snapped out of his thoughts, when the ground shook, and not far in front of him, landed an honest to Celestia Sphinx, a creature that he had previously believed only existed in myth and legend. He had heard plenty of rumors about the quaint little town of ponyville, but he had not even been here for a few hours and already, something he thought he'd never see simply jumped down in front of him. The creature then discreetly motioned for some uptight looking mare to follow them aside, as if they were just another guard. He stared, and watched them walk off, as he continued to approach front door, albeit, at slower pace. When he finally reached it, he fumbled for his invitation, one that was more so a formality, addressed to a "plus one" of a guest, rather than a guest themselves. He quickly presented it to the guard, who seemed to be the one checking invitations. Arctic shifted uncomfortably as the guard scrutinized both the invitation and Arctic Blitz himself. For a moment, the thought crossed his mind that maybe the guard somehow recognized him. He may not be world famous, but he was certainly among one of the more notable pirates, despite his relative young age as compared to others with his notoriety, and there was also a risk of being recognized when around the guards. Eventually, the guard spoke up. "Where is the guest you are supposed to be coming with?" Arctic Blitz bite his tongue, hiding any concern as best he could. "Well...about that...I don't know. See, she was supposed to meet me at the train station, and we were supposed to go together, but she was no show there. I don't know where she is, whether her train got delayed or if she forgot we weren't meeting at the castle itself. Her na-" Arctic Blitz was cut off by the guard, who seemed less than amused. "If you aren't with your guest, I can't let you in. Invitation or not." Arctic Blitz's lips curled into a frown, as he stared at the guard, nearly dumbfounded. "You can't be serious! What if she is already instead! Look, I even brought a present for the co-...er, Herd!" He said, presenting the small gift he had brought, wrapped up for the groom and his wives. As he did this, he leaned to the side, looking inside the castle, hoping to catch a glimpse of either his friend, or something else that would give him an idea on how to get around this guard.
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  35. Dunder's reaction made Bluebelle realize that she had missed something important. "Wait, a foal? How wonderful!" The Princess delightedly clopped her hooves together. "Congratulations, you two! Oh, I can just imagine it now, you and Swift's little one, roaming around the house...." She gave a wistful smile, which drooped a bit as she considered what both her friends were actually like in their younger days. "... Good luck." On that sobering reflection, they were then joined by... well, Discord was probably always technically sober by being always somewhat tipsy. It was as if his natural chaos inoculated him from any artificial inducers thereof. Perhaps he thought them contemptible imitations to his presence. Not something she was inclined to ask, as some instinct told her that conversation might end in somepony getting sprayed with seltzer. Very possibly her. Nonetheless, the draconeqqus seemed on his best behavior. "Oh, we're locals for as long as I'm teaching at Twilight's School. I needed some time out of Canterlot, as did many members of my household, actually. Cramped streets and stuffed do not always a congenial environment make, as I'm sure you'll both agree." She giggled at Dunder and Dissy. Berry, meanwhile, stared a little puzzledly at the suddenly manifested bottle. *That... couldn't possibly be... The fabled Dragonsteen Punch?* The fruit from which it was made was so rare, mostly because it only grew in one place and was subject to damage when shipped. Such drinks could only be made by local artisans, and then only in small batches. To get a bottle meant shelling out, and then waiting, possibly for years. If Discord wanted to bury the hatched, he'd done so. That sucker was now underneath a heap of earth so high as to be a miniature alp!
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  36. Guise. I finally did it. After 6 or 7 years or so as a brony and something like 30+ OCs.... I finally made my ponysona. Her name is Paige Scribble. Isn't she amazing! I love it so much! And it only took me like 1,000 hours to do (that hair was a nightmare lol).
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  37. Myth had seen Ice's head move, but couldn't quite make out if she'd nodded or shook her head, she was just starting to try to guage what her intention was based on her emotions when Ice cleared that up for her. "Yes, about that, I thought I saw Princess Twilight's spell, earlier. Looked like some kind of shielding magic. I figured she had it taken care of, but I did wonder what it might be for. Then again, I was outside at the time, it might not have even been Twilight." she giggled, smiling at Ice's invitation "I would be more than happy to share the holiday with you! Making friends is what Hearth's Warming is all about, afterall, isn't it?" she gave one of her most infectious smiles, accompanied by a wink. Just then, Twilight's Royal Canterlot Voice™ echoed down the hall, and Myth could easily tell it was an official declaration of some kind. She visibly turned her attention to it, for a moment, listening carefully. Then, almost absently, lightly tapped her hooves on the floor in applause for the new "functionaries" she'd appointed. "So she was here, afterall." she said more to herself than anything. She had wondered if she'd correctly identified her magic, earlier, since she had limited experience with it. When the stallion introduced himself, she bowed slightly deeper than last time "I'm sorry, Prince Blueblood. I didn't quite know what your aura looked like. I've only heard of you, afterall." she succesfully suppressed a laugh. It was kind of funny that she'd called him a simple door greeter to herself. She didn't really care for nobility. She had some habits that her family instilled in her, but she never felt any reason to be in any special awe of them. In fact, all she'd heard about the Prince was that he was.... kind of a spoiled brat. Not that that's all that different from other high-society types. Although, none of that was apparent here, and she did see a kind of genuineness that she didn't expect from nobility. Besides, she'd already decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, in spirit of the holiday. "It's alright. Duty calls, right? It was nice to meet you, Blueblood. Perhaps we'll see each other around in Canterlot once or twice." she was genuinely interested to get to know what made him seem so different from what she'd heard. However that would have to wait for another time. As Raven spoke about Myth's apparent skill in magic, Myth kind of made a little face and said "Well, not magic, no. Other than illusions, I can barely do a simple levitation spell." she remembered her embarrassing experience failing her practical entrance exam for Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns, but then she shook that away, not wanting to dwell on negative memories, and smiled "My talent, tho, is illusions." she pointed at her flank, where sat eight long triangles pointing away from an empty center. "I use a different technique than most probably do, because I don't know what light looks like. Although, if you're into new knowledge, then I think you and I might get along swimmingly." she winked. When Raven suggested they find a seat, she giggled happily "Yes, let's! My dogs sure are tired." she lifted a hoof and the end of it had, apparently, turned into a dog's head, which barked twice before she put her hoof down and the dog illusion shattered like glass, disappearing. It was at this moment that Myth realised she was still casting the illusory snow, absently, and giggled, blowing her horn out like a candle, dissipating her illusion, and giving a friendly smile."Now, did somepony say eggnog, or was that in my head?" she asked jokingly, following the others to the table.
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  38. Prince Blueblood "Oh, do pardon my lack of manners!" Blueblood replied, as soon as he realized that he had forgotten to make introductions to Mythic. "I am Prince Blueblood, and with me right now is Star Crusader, Captain of my honor guard." Among other things, but it was perhaps best not to get into that now. "I can't argue with the effectiveness of your intervention; you certainly make a good addition to the overall spirit of this party!" Like a good host, he broke off his attention to peruse the other guests. Swift and Fire still looked as if they were in a private conversation, and Rose and Scarlett seemed to have gone off to catch drinks together, which was good. The beginnings of a new friendship, it was to be hoped. With his friends now safely piloted out of their respective funks, the Prince knew that he had other obligations to be at. Not that he wouldn't have preferred to leave Spoiled to her own devices, but... well, it was really a little cruel to leave Dunnie in the mare's company. "I wish I could stay for longer, but I'm expected at the swearing-in ceremony. Don't want to get any working relationship on a rougher start than I have to. Besides, I can't leave my poor guard in the lurch like that!" He chuckled. Star, for her part, seemed a little disappointed, but not very surprised, at not being recognized. That is, anyone familiar with her normally inexpressive expression would have recognized those slight movements in the eyes, though Blueblood might have been the only one present who did so. "I'd hoped you would remember me, Icy; we did serve together, up north. That was some time ago, however, and much has happened since." She wasn't able to say more before the pair had to leave, but Blueblood bade her stay outside the ceremony hall while he entered in. She had to keep an eye on everypony while he could not. Spoiled Rich The mayor-to-be gave Dunnie a sideways look, as if evaluating the value of time that would likely be spent arguing with a mentally dense guard. Ultimately, whatever calculus she ran came up with the answer that it would not be worth it. Probably correct; both real and fake stupidity were infuriating and unproductive to engage with, and if nothing else, she wanted her term to be efficient and professional. Taking her seat right at the point where Prince Blueblood entered to stand on the stage beside Twilight, she stood proud beside the few who had been deemed worthy to be sworn in. The exclusivity of the club did little to deflate her ego, that was for sure. "I serve Equestria in three forms..." She began to repeat the oath as Twilight recited it. Did she mean it? Hard to say. There was no small amount of self-serving in her ambitions, but no small amount of public spirit either. Perhaps one needed a somewhat inflated sense of self to dare present oneself as a leader. "And with this oath taken in front of all Equestria, I submit myself to the judgment of the Princess." And just like that, she had done it. It was official, and now what remained was the long years of work, that would truly bring Ponyville from the rank of village to foremost city in Equestria! For his part, Blueblood was content to leave Spoiled to her hobnobbing, only signaling Dunnie to follow him back to the party. "Sorry to leave you in her tender company like that, but we had to make sure a crisis was defused." He gave her a nuzzle in the private hallway between the two chambers, before taking place beside Star once more, who was nuzzled in turn. "I think that's all the official business taken care of. I've half a mind to relieve you both for the night to party, would you like?"
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  39. Raven bit her lip nervously, as she stood next to Icy in line. She wasn't quite sure why she was nervous. She'd been inside the Canterlot castle quite a few times, and this would likely not be that different. Aside from the fact that it was a party... And she still didn't really like parties... Oh... And it was in Ponyville... After all, she'd dealt with the nobles in Canterlot and their ideas of parties for quite some time. The gossip, the backhoofed compliments... She bit her lip a little harder, and slightly shook her head. She was here, Icy was here, buck the rest. Sure, she'd almost rather be back in her lab, in Las Pegasus, or in hers and Icy's room, but Icy had wanted to come and spend time with her friends, and she couldn't say no. Anything she could do to make Icy smile, she'd do. With that thought in mind, she lit her horn softly, simply smoothing out her dress. It wasn't the fanciest, but it suited her, being a gentle red that faded to orange. She had gone a little farther, and had a clip-on ear ring on one of her ears. When Icy leaned into her, She smiled softly, and leaned back, before sneaking a quick peck on her cheek.
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  40. Berry Punch Once the pack began to pull out of the Whitetail Woods, Berry Punch was surprised to find herself near the front. She hadn't entered the race with any intention to take home a medal, though other ponies were a different story! Still, whether it was choosing to stick to safe and steady paths, or the buoying by her fellow runners, she was just behind Strong Copper, who himself was trailing the front-runner. *Might just be plain earth pony endurance. Still, I should probably take up running as a regular thing; help keep this figure nice and attractive!* Speaking of which, she shot a glance back over her shoulder at the particular ponies who she had attracted over the course of the race. The exotically handsome Tiger Blood, the fuzzy bat Midnight, and the mysterious Jade Beaker. All who were invited to chill and cool down at her wine/juice bar later in the day. Though, after their sappy detour, several of them would need a shower first! "Come on, slowpokes, you don't miss me at the finish line, right?" She called back, laughing, shaking a burgundy tail at her followers as enticement as they all came into the home stretch,
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  41. "Wow Zappers!" Pinkie bounded towards the bridge. The contraption had begun to sway slightly in the wind. "Looks like every pony wants to race alongside you!" She commented with a giggle as not only Tempest but Strong Copper raced in to rescue the little guy. "Not sure what you guys are so worried about!" She called out, taking her first step onto the swaying planks. "Zappers is a big guy now. He's gonna be just fine." The last words came out through gritted teeth as Pinkie took a gander upstream. The river was swelling and fast! If they were going to get across while the bridge was still in one piece they better shake a leg! "Everypony across that's going across!" The Pinkie one shouted as she bounded forward. Her bouncing was probably not exactly what the bridge needed to keep itself together but too late for worrying about that too. The Pink one glanced back to see who was following her. She was about half way over when a big gust of wind made her sidestep into the rope 'railing'. "Eeek!" She narrowed her eyes and continued on. With her in front and those others behind Zap would be just fine...right? Bridge crossed!
    5 points
  42. Bridge Thunk-Thunk-Thunk-Thunk her hooves echoed off wood as she charged ahead over the bridge. She was focused fully on her path, eyes taking in every scrap of detail as placed every hoof with planned detail. This was her element, her zone. One slip of the hoof on a clump of leaves and she’d crash. Worse maybe fall over the side in to the river. Did they have fail safes? What happens if some pony did? They’d die if something was not planned for this. Yet what did it matter? All that did matter was what she did. Closer and closer the end came, a crossing that took moments yet felt so much slower for her. However her focus was clearly going to pay off… "Zap Apple!" The scream made her look back, the voice of Apple Bloom well known to her. She helped a lot whenever AJ asked her to come down and help on the farm. Yet what she yelled about was the more worrying matter. And to her complet shock the owner of that name was crossing the bridge! “WHAT THE #@%#@$!?” She shouted in utter confusion seeing Colt tailing behind Strong Copper. Slamming her rare legs down she came to a sliding halt, almost spinning out on wet leaves and wood. She didn't really know why she did that. Just that she felt… like she had to do it. Now that she was facing the way she came she started to run back down the Bridge towards Zap Apple and past Strong Copper. So much for her lead. But she’d never live with herself if something happened to that colt, not when she’s in a blasted ear shot! What WAS he even doing in this race? Where was AJ? And was that… Oh no it was. And she was heading for the pink demoen. She regretted turning around already. But no flip-flopping now! She was going to win this Luna blasted race AND keep that blasted Colt safe! She had to do it, AJ will turn her into a dam rug if she didn't!
    5 points
  43. Bridge "I'm a big pony!" Zap stated it as if he was having an argument. He dare not let another older pony tell him he wasn't old enough to participate, even though it would have come from the best Auntie in the world. Zap may not have fully understood Apple Bloom's lived experiences dealing with an older sister who did everything more amazing than her. His only perspective gave him a few glimmers of opportunity, and foolish or not, Zap decided that this dusted path that weaved through many forests for the next several miles was one offered to him. Zap couldn't lie though, having his Auntie with him did make him feel better, and if the pack of ponies got away from him, he would at least not accidentally take a different unused path and get lost. When the road ahead forked, Zap could only see the kinds of ponies that took them. To the higher road, he saw ponies who looked normal and flirtatious. Going towards the brook's bridge, he saw ponies that looked like they normally wore armor. There was no doubt which direction he would choose. He was not a wimp, he was an apple. And maybe not now, but eventually he would prove to be one of the toughest ponies ever. Why wait for an opportunity to prove that, when it seems a moment has come to illustrate that to the world? He scampered towards the bridge and noticed immediately the depth that the bridge upheld. It wasn't that significant for Zap, who had been to cloud tops with his pegasus mother before. In fact it was pretty serine. The calm water underneath the bridge made him feel more calm about participating.
    5 points
  44. High Path Berry Punch might not have been anywhere near the lead, but at the same time, she couldn't help but feel as if she were winning. She was primely placed between fine, athletic ponies, having an endorphin boosting run through scenic woods, and to add marshmallow to massage, all her flirtations were being returned! She wouldn't say no to anypony spending a nice evening with her after all was said and done. Heck, she had barely even winked at the unicorn zooming by, and she'd offered to drop by as well! Now wasn't that a fine thing? "Look forward to it! Drinks'll be on the house!" She called out, grinning. Yup, tonight would be a real thirst-quenching evening, that was for sure, but first she had to build up that thirst by knocking off those leaves. And, frankly, her idea of a refreshing drink was not river water straight from the source. She'd run this route before, and had wound up taking a dunk the last time she trusted that treacherous bridge! Nope, clearly the wisest choice was the surest route. Besides, those two overachievers in the front would take care of all the leaves down that way anyway. And as a bonus, that handsome earth pony stallion was with her too! As if she needed further confirmation that she was making the right choice. "Heh, had to figure that Blueblood chose his guards for brains as well as looks. You're looking better all the time, gotta say." She gave an affirming wink to Tiger Blood as she kept pace with the Hesperidian.
    5 points
  45. He had totally forgotten about the race today. Once he finished the little chores around the farm, he heard horns and commotion down the road near the starting line for the annual Ponyville Running of the Leaves. Once he zipped there, he pushed through the crowds of ponies to see the beginning, and noticed it hadn't started yet. For what seemed like his whole life (forever), he had heard about the legends of his mothers' accomplishments. Rainbow Dash's Wonderbolt legacy, Applejack's rodeo trophies. Speed records, endurance championships, title holders. It wasn't just one of them that were esteemed, the both were! Zap was constantly reminded of how amazing his parents were and are. And though he had forgotten the race was due to start today, he had never forgotten the stories his mother told him about the times she lost with Rainbow Dash, the times she almost won, and the time when she won it all. A true heart-stopper of a journey in a pony's athleticism, and it was his own mother! While these thoughts of success running in the family filled his head, he caught eye of his Auntie Apple Bloom at the start line. He could just make her out, even though she was hard to find among the taller ponies around her. Zap would jump and flutter in place to get a good look. But right as the whistle blew for the start of the race, Zap had made a conscious decision in his mind, one he felt he couldn't possibly regret. He wanted to compete. He wanted a piece of the glory. He spilled out of the group of spectators and could be seen running in the wake of the ponies across the start line. He couldn't see the path, only the dust that picked up from the hooves ahead of him. He hoped to at least catch up with his Auntie. He wouldn't even try to use his wings. Even if he could use them for a quick burst of speed, he knew from all of Rainbow Dash's stories about herself that for the leaf running, wings were banned for pegasi to use, and if Applejack caught him cheating, he might never live to eat another apple again.
    5 points
  46. Berry Punch Ah, the Running of the Leaves! Berry had always made a point of participating in this event ever since she moved hear from Canterlot, though the means of doing so alternated between actually running and providing refreshments to those who did each year. Though this year threw off her normal pattern, as she had run last year and had planned to set up a drinks stall next to Bon-Bon's candy vendor in the stands, while making sure her signature juices were available at the stations between each leg of the race. However... this year, it wasn't just about bringing down the leaves for her, or getting more bits for her business; this year her reasons were personal. The recent wedding between Rainbow Dash and Applejack had made going home a single mother harder than it had been in a while. She had been frankly envious of the two mares, raising a family together like that. She didn't regret her life choices, in so far as they gave her a wonderful daughter and a good home among good ponies in this town, but she felt that being alone meant she had messed up somewhere. What better place to rectify that than where those two lovebirds had first had their friendship raise the sparks of something more? And if she was recalling her regular readings of Dear Cady correctly, they weren't the only ones, as a reporter from out of town had found a special somepony at this event, hadn't they? (Of course, she hadn't recalled what happened to the poor fellow afterwards...) With all that in mind, she was doing her pre-race stretches with an eye to see the contestants... and to be seen by them, if the angles she was showing off to her immediate neighbors were anything to go by. It might be pushing it a little, but hey, she had plausible deniability, and felt that she needed to use what she had while she still had it. She certainly didn't expect to take home any athletic prizes today, especially not with mares like Tempest Shadow in the race. I mean, wow, that pony was ripped! She didn't expect to get anything more than a rear view of her even if she could keep up, which was not so bad, but if she was reading the looks Glitter Drops was giving her, that mare was as good as taken, even if Temy herself didn't quite know it yet. Oh well... There were a couple of cute stallions, though. There was that mayoral canditate, the monster catching Copper, along with a Threstral (aerion? Batpony? Which was the correct name this year?), probably for Twilight's guard. Any further speculation, however, was interrupted by the sound of the whistle. She took off, not aiming to do more than keep up with the pack at this point. After all, ambitions of the heart aside, the whole point of today was shaking down leaves, and that was best done together!
    5 points
  47. “Darn, I bet I’d have liked it.” Tempest says to Berry with a shake of her head. Glancing over her back at others she shifted uneasily, she did not like having to be so… Soft. She saw the looks behind the eyes. The jugements. How she wanted to show them all she was not broken. They’d be. But she can’t. Not here. With A deep breath she looked back to the drinks. “After the ceremony I hope you are well stocked, rum is my favorite poison. For now some nice mixed puch will do.” She says taking one of the bigger cups and filling it with drink, all done with muzzle and hoof. She wished more unicorns had to live like this, it may teach them something about how hard basic day too day things can be without magic. With her cup in the muzzle she looked down at Glitters with a pleading look for them to leave the heart of this gathering. But as she did an odd face passed her by. Bluebelle. Or just better known as blue. This was as far as she can think, the first time she saw him… Her? Them as a female. She heard of this, they switched back and forth. She even told her troops to be on the lookout for both when they took the city. Yet they got away with the help of some rather skilled and strong guards. She had respect for that but they were never her prize. “Muffmth.” She mumbles with a tiny nod of her head as Blue spoke to her. Seems they wanted to talk later. She can’t think of why, but she’d not say no to such a thing. May be fun. With a shrug she looked back at her haybale as the music changed. Seems the ceremony was getting in to gear. With one last puppy eyed look at Glitter she broke off and rushed away from the heart of the ceremony to reach her safe, far away, spot to watch things. With one hop she was back on the haybale, holding the cup between her legs. Siping on it she watched the events unfold, time to time looking over at glitters. One day maybe she’d have something like this. A pony with that level of loyalty and love. Yet it seems so far fetched. What pony can look at her and ever dream of such a thing? Want too be with her? Love her? Even in ehr own dreams such a thing seems redundantly ridiculous. But she felt heart in one thing. She had a friend and that was all she can ever ask for. And so as the two mares kissed, she just leaned on Glitters and smiled. AJ was a lusky mare. A good one at that. She earned this happy ending.
    5 points
  48. (post written between myself and SteelEagle) It was time! The music had changed to the processional, the atmosphere was balmy with just a hint of autumn chill to the breeze, the guests were waiting on bated breath! Windy Whistles, mother of the bride came first. It was easy to see she was giddy with pride as she made her way to her and Bow's seats up front. Next there was quite a line of bride's maids. They walked two by two up the straw covered isle. First came Fluttershy and Spike. The dragon trotted next to the pegasus only fussing with his bow tie once on the way. The two made their way side by side and then split one to either side when they got up front. These were followed by Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. The two fillies strutted up looking a little nervous and very excited. Scoots blushed furiously as she missed a step and almost stumbled. Thankfully Sweetie was by her side and they made their way up taking each side. Next came Gilda and Coloratura. A few ponies gasped to see the famous star at the wedding. The stage was flanked by friends and family as Pinkie Pie, RD's best mare walked out onto the isle. As per usually she couldn't keep with the processional rhythm and ended up bouncing her way to her place! Scootaloo raised an eyebrow and Pinkie mouthed "what?!" Before smiling and turning to face the guests. Now came Bow Hothoof with his beloved daughter on his arm. Having her supportive if not overly so father there helped calm Rainbow. She strutted down the isle smiling at friends, trying to ignore the thrum of her heart. Her father kissed her cheek and went to sit next to Windy while RD stood up front. Twilight walked the isle next, keeping in perfect beat with the music. She smiled and gave a wink to RD as she stood next to her good friend. "Relax," she smiled to her friend. RD visibly relaxed, her wings settling deeper next to her sides. Rarity was next, right before the flower fillies and then the bride! Rarity was stunning and caused a few more gasps as she made her way to stand opposite of Pinkie Pie as AJ's best mare. After all of this, the music changed again. Every creature stood and turned to face the back of the aisle… Applejack made her way down the aisle, or what counted for one, as the music reached its crescendo. Now that she was doing it, it felt like all the worry and all the concerns she had melted away. She saw RD, she saw her friends, she saw her family and she knew this was perfect. She walked down the aisle and reached where she was intended to be, Granny Smith there with her the whole way. When she reached the end, Granny Smith leaned in, gave her a kiss on the cheek with tears in her eyes, and let her go as she went to take a seat. They weren't going to force the elder Apple to stand and take part too much. She took her place across from RD, looking into her eyes and smiling to try and stop herself from crying with joy. She felt like such a little filly right now, giddy as could be, and forgetting for the moment just how tired she felt. Love could do that. Twilight looked at her friends. She wanted to explode with how happy she was for them, but they had chosen her as their officiant. She had taken that responsibility seriously and even now pushed down her trilling sense of happiness. As the two took their positions she smiled, and a book levitated in front of her. She had written down her remarks and other notes and had memorized it, but wasn't going to take chances. This needed to go perfectly. They deserved it. The music calmed and silenced itself when the book was raised, and Twilight began. "Hello everypony and welcome. We are here on this beautiful day to witness the act of love." "Love is the magic that has brought Applejack and Rainbow Dash together and through that magic, we are joining them today. But what do we mean by love? When we love, we see things other ponies do not see. We see beneath the surface, to the qualities which make our beloved special and unique. To see with loving eyes is to know inner beauty. And to be loved is to be seen, and known, as we are known to no other. One who loves us gives us a unique gift: a piece of ourselves, but a piece that only they could give us. We who love, can look at each other’s life and say, “I touched her life,” or, “I touched this life,” just as an artist might say, “I touched this canvas. Those brushstrokes in the corner of this magnificent mural, those are mine. I was a part of this life, and it is a part of me.” “Marriage is to belong to each other through a unique and diverse collaboration, like two threads crossing in different directions, yet weaving one tapestry together. The secret of love and marriage is to be in love and in trust, to know in your hearts that you want only the best for each other. It takes dedication. To stay open to one another, to learn and grow, even when it is difficult to do so. And it takes belief to go forward together without knowing what the future holds for you both. Belief in each other, and belief in yourself. The true art of married life is an inner journey unique to each yet jointly shared through trials and tribulations as readily as successes. It is a mutual enrichment, a give and take between two personalities. A mingling of two endowments, which diminishes neither, but enhances both. It is, ultimately, the emergence of the best selves of each pony. It is a supreme sharing of experience, and an adventure in the most intimate of relationships a pony can have. It is the joyous union of two ponies whose comradeship and mutual understanding have flowered in romance.” “Today Applejack and Rainbow Dash proclaim their love and commitment to the world and we gather here to rejoice, with and for them, in the new life they now undertake together." Twilight took a breath and looked at her friends. She wanted to just commit them to this union right then, but there was a way of doing this in a traditional sense and she knew if nothing else Applejack would appreciate it. "Now I ask you, Applejack and Rainbow Dash to take into consideration the magnitude and significance of the vows about to be taken. There are many implications involved when two people commit to a lifetime of love. Let us take a moment to reflect on those implications and acknowledge that along with the celebration of marriage there is depth and meaning in the pledges you will be making to one another and it is with much determination, acceptance, forgiveness, respect, loyalty and love that builds the foundation for a strong and enduring marriage. Rainbow Dash, having taken this into consideration, what do you have to say?" She asked, setting the stage for Rainbow Dash to say her vows. Rainbow's heart swelled as Twilight mentioned her element in her list of pledges towards the end of her words. She could do that, she could do all of the things Twilight was talking about! She could be that pony for AJ. RD had decided for herself after a long list of mess ups that she was going to be different. Especially now that their second little one was being born. She would be there. She would be loyal. She would... oh Celestia! She was supposed to be saying this out loud! RD cleared her throat, dropping the emerald gaze of her beloved for a moment to pull a crumpled paper from her vest pocket. She glanced at it and then held it down. She could do this without her notes. "AJ, you're..." She sucked in a breath. "When I think about..." she shook her head. No that wasn't right, it wasn't what her heart was saying. "I love you Applejack. Plain and simple, I love you." There, this was feeling better. "You are the piece that puts my everyday together. You are my everything. I don't know how to tell you the depths of what I feel for you, I can tell you again, how I fell for you." She gazed into AJ's eyes, her mind going back to that special Running of the Leaves. "You were my biggest adversary, the hardest competition I've ever had, or will have. I trained for that day. I had to beat you. I had to be the better of us. I was focused on winning, focused on crossing that finish line before you." She swallowed lightly. "I remember that moment my focus shifted from the finish line to you. Just you. Your drive, strength, determination. You went from my biggest adversary to my heart's desire in an instant." Blush. "Of course I couldn't tell you that!" "That’s not how Rainbow Dash does things!" She smiled as some chuckles went up from the guests. Everypony knew that wasn't RD's style. "So the competition waged on! It was the best way to spend time with you and get to know you better. All the while I fell harder and harder." Her voice softened. "Our first kiss, first dates, all of that. Then our living at the farmhouse with you. Our little Zap Apple... our new little one." Her heart pounded with excitement and pride. "And I get the honor," she spoke gently. "The privilege to stand by your side. There's no pony else, nothing else for me. It's you AJ. From that magic moment when I saw you for real until my last breath, it's you." She ruffled her wings. "I love you Applejack, and I'm so stoked to spend my life with you!" Twilight wasn't surprised at all by the display of emotions that came flowing from Rainbow. Twilight knew of their vows but not how they'd be delivered, and the infectious excitement. A smile couldn't help but grow on her face though as she turned to Applejack. "Applejack, having heard Rainbow Dash's vows to you as her intended, do you wish now to respond?" Applejack was a traditional mare at heart. Rainbow Dash had said a lot about how she came to love, came to honor Applejack, and expressed it in words that were strikingly earnest and completely hers. Applejack didn't think she had to do that. She had evidence of their love walking around and another stark reminder inside of her, ready to burst out at any moment. Instead, she would rely on a variant of vows Apples had given for time immemorial. Looking straight into Rainbow's eyes, her own hazel eyes clear with intent and affection as she spoke. "Ah make this vow before friends and family, in tha land of Apples long since passed, An' in this space and with mah words Ah do make this vow of love and commitment. Ah, Applejack, take Rainbow Dash ta be mah wedded wife, and ta live together in marriage. Ah promise ta love you, comfort you, honor an' keep you for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness an' health, an' forsaking all others, be faithful only ta you so long as we both shall live. An' that's tha truth," she said, adding that last line impromptu, her emotions getting the better of her ever briefly. Once the vows were said and done the exchanging of symbols was to take place. Scoots trotted forward, bearing a simple oiled wood box on her back between her tiny wings. This Twilight levitated between the two mares. RD was doing her level best to keep herself together. All she wanted to do was nuzzle AJ tightly and fall into those hazel eyes of hers, but she couldn't yet. Ceremony and then the reception after. Of course she was enjoying it all but she found herself longing to just be near her beautiful mare. Soon the box was opened revealing a pair of hoof rings. The rings were at the same time beautiful and simple, a style both mares had agreed on. They were also magically enhanced and when the right hoof came into contact they would size to fit perfectly. Soon Rainbow had AJ's ring in her grasp and reached out to meet her mare's hoof. The ring fit snugly and once secured on shrunk even more, magically adjusting itself. Applejack admired it for a moment before doing the same to Rainbow, securing her ring on Rainbow's hoof. She wanted to continue holding it, but there'd be time for that and much more later. "Because Applejack and Rainbow Dash have desired each other in marriage and have witnessed this before our gathering, affirming their acceptance of the responsibilities of such a union, and have pledged their love and faith to each other, sealing their vows in the giving and receiving of rings, I do proclaim that they are married. Let all creatures here and everywhere recognize and respect this union, now and forever. You may now seal your union with a kiss." Rainbow felt a sudden wash of peace flow over her as Twilight spoke the final words. She stepped up to Applejack and swept a wing gently around the farm, pulling her close. "Now and forever." She repeated the words softly before kissing AJ with tender passion. Not a long kiss, but a true one, one with all the heart in the world.
    5 points
  49. Berry could only give a sympathetic tut-tut to the mare confessing to an imminent marriage with a teetotaler. She herself could never imagine such a thing, even as temperate as she had become with little Ruby Pinch about the house. She hadn't found her match yet, unfortunately, but still held out hope for somepony lovely and compatible to come into her life. Not today, though; today was for another. "Well, my name's Berry Punch, and I used to live in Canterlot myself. Grocer's foal, in fact; your daddy might have bought produce from mine. Lived it up big time when I was there, but had to calm down and take a little responsibility after having little Ruby." Right about then is when Discord showed his face. A good customer, though she was always a little leery of leaving him alone in the shop. He had the character of one who broke glass bottles, but instead he would sometimes twist them into shapes it became impossible to pour from! (Though, admittedly, they made fantastic shelf decorations. Poor dear probably thought he was helping.) "Morning, Mr. Discord!" She greeted him with a smile... that quickly disappeared upon seeing the cloves of garlic contaminate the punch. She was willing to forgive a lot, but her celebratory mixes were sacrosant, and now the dreadful noodle had forced her to throw out a whole bowl. Even though this deserved appropriate retribution, she was enough of a polite Ponyvillian to give the draconequus advance warning of her intentions. "Wish I could be of more service to you, but I've got to change out one of the punchbowls. I know the weather looks fine, but it wouldn't hurt for you to hold onto that umbrella..."
    5 points
  50. Tempest grunted with sweat as she rolled the hay bale into place. It was an utter pain in the flank too move it all the way from the fields in to the orchard but with it in place she had a perfect perch to sit and watch the wedding. Safely away from the cordoned off zone where all the gusts were hoarding up like a flock of sheep. No place for a wolf. Laying out a blanket over the hay for more comfortable laying she made herself at home for a long day. She had no real love for weddings; they seemed pointless to her. Why gather such a host just to say you loved some pony? She’d want it more small and close. At most a few of her most trusted friends and have it… oh she knew a few places. Wonderful views in lands untouched… Line it up early, early in the morning so when she makes the vows the sun will just be rising! Oh that’d be perfect...oh! And it MUST be on an airship! Yes! She smiled at such hopeless dreaming. She’d never get married, such a thing was unbelievable to happen. Yet she did dream of it… what was odd. She never did that before… she never even dreamed of love before. What in the buck was going on with her as of late. “Bleh. Needs more airships… And cannons.” She says looking over at Glitters. She had to tag the mare along, when she told glitters about this the mare begged her to come along. How can she say no too Glitters? Well maybe by saying no but the puppy eyes! By Lunas flank the puppy eyes were just evil. “Hope we can steal some cake at least… and drinks. Heard they will have kegs of AJ’s cider out. Going to try and grab a full keg. You got to try it, trust me.”
    5 points
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