[Hemera] Queen of the Castle: Part 1

--oO(Queen of the Castle)Oo--

[slice of life short story]

>You are Hemera
>It's a beautiful mid-spring afternoon
>Clouds drift lazily across the sky
>while birds chirp and critters chitter
>outside the big arched windows of
>the Castle Library, the wind sighing softly
>You realize that you've redipped your quill
>four times now and still haven't written
>anything to even start your theme on
>'Practical Applications of Arcane Geometry'
>What a snooze fest
>You look over to the cushion in your
>little study nook where GS is sitting
>completely absorbed in a weighty tome
>titled 'Saddle Arabian Military Conquests'
>Of course
>You look down at the pile of earmarked
>references piled on the table before you
>and try to read some of the one currently open
>It might as well be Zebra glyphs
>"Uuugh! I am SO bored!"
>GS sits bolt upright and stares at you looking panicky
"U-uhmm...yeah, maybe we should take a break."
"I think there's a snowcone vendor outside the front
gates in the Castle Square"
>You know he's just trying to mollify you
>But a snowcone sounds nice...
>"Can I get the really big one?"
"Ye-"
>"AND whatever flavors I want?"
>You can see him suppressing a smile
"Erm, sure. Whatever you want"
>"Sweet"
>You hop down from your stool and start
>trotting down the spindly spiral stair and
>towards the doors, GS hurrying to catch up
>You glance back at him as he hops the last couple of stairs
>"Hurry up, Grandpa! Just be glad I'm not telep-AAACK!"
>As you open the door and walk through a large
>basket of eggs cascades down right on your head
>The muffled snort of laughter behind you is all you needed to hear
>You spin around, your horn glowing sinisterly
>and point it towards GS
>"Well struck, but now you must DIE!"
>He peeks out from behind his shield
>How did he get it out so fast?
"WHOA little filly! That wasn't me! I swear!"
>It's true, it doesn't seem like his style...
>Instead of turning him into a slug (You think you could at least)
>You slide your telekinesis over your body, gathering the muck
>and splat it into GS's shield at high speed
"Yech! What'd you do that for?"
>"Serves you right. Don't think I didn't hear that laugh"
"Wow, you really DON'T want that snowcone, do you?"
>You make your eyes as big and round as possible
>"Wait...but you promised..."
"Hemera..."
>quiveringlip.exe initialized
"What are you..."
>tear-ducts entering maximum output
"Oh for Night's sake! I was just kidding, Mera"
>"HAH! You are SUCH a push over, *Captain Scutum*"
"Okay, that's enough of that. Sounds strange when you call me that"
>"But the Princesses all call you that, *Captain Scutum*"
>He pushes out of the library past you, sighing in defeat
"You coming or not?"
>"YUP!"
>You slap your sunglasses over your face and bounce out after him
>"If it wasn't you, though...who did it?"
>GS glances back at you with an odd look on his face
"I dunno. But whoever they are they've got some guts challenging the Queen"
>Queen Hemera, Lord of All Mischief
>You say it aloud to yourself to test your new title's awesome level
>GS rolls his eye
>"Your Queen will not stand for such insubordination, Lieutenant Scutum!"
"Crap, you demoted me?"
>"That's right! I'm Queen Hemera, the Lord of All Mischief. Pay your respects!"
>His eye looks bloodshot from trying not to roll again
"So hail!"
>Damn right
>"As my top military advisor until I can find somepony suitable
>I shall require your aid in finding the identity of this vainglorious
>usurper, and destroying him utterly"
>Hell yeah vocabulary! Get your words on!
"By your command, Oh Queen! So, what is our first move?"
>"Snowcones"
>...
"Of course"
>"You should probably roll your eye before it explodes, GS"
"Your mercy endures forever, my Queen"
>You trot happily behind your enormous goon and contemplate
>the many horrors you will visit upon this upstart and
>how many flavors you can layer into a paper cone

To Be Continued