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- (WIP 31/08/2013, lemme know if this is sounding like what you had in mind.)
- "Here we are."
- >Princess Celestia's alabaster horn lights up again, and the elaborately embellished oaken door swings open
- >...That's gonna take a lot of getting used to
- "After you."
- >With a nod, you step into your new room...
- >...And stop
- "Wow."
- >Royal purples and cobalt blues, gold and silver trim, a four-post bed, enormous windows, fancy everything everywhere
- >"I trust you find everything to your liking?"
- "Wow -- I mean, yes! Definitely, Princess! This looks great!"
- >You break from gawking and turn to see a genuine smile on the winged unicorn's face
- >"Splendid! Now, if you have no more questions, I'll leave you to get settled in. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask any maid or butler in the hall."
- >Servants! You have servants!
- >You bow in gratitude, trying to muster some dignity
- "Thank you, Princess."
- >"Just Celestia is fine, Mr. Anonymous."
- "Right, right. Celestia. And please call me Anon."
- >"Very good, Anon. I'll see you for dinner?"
- "Yes! Er, yes, that would be lovely."
- >"Excellent. Until then, Anon."
- >With another heart-warming smile and a nod of farewell, the SUBLIME QUEEN OF ALL THE MAGIC PONIES leaves
- >After a few moments of slack-jawed musing on how awesome and great magical horse people are, you set about your assigned task of "settling in"
- >Shrugging off your backpack -- your lone Earthly companion, apart from your clothes and the meager contents of your pockets -- brings the reality of your situation back into stark focus
- >You're trapped in a land of hypercolor horses...
- >...But all it takes is a glance around your luxurious new digs to get smiling again
- >It could be a /lot/ worse
- >You unzip all the pouches and dump your backpack onto the velvety bed
- >Apart from a couple of books, all you have is random odds 'n ends: an empty mechanical pencil, a few dry pens, miscellaneous paper scraps, a candy wrapper...
- >...And an old box of candy hearts
- "Heh"
- >Regardless of how long it has probably been in there, you can't quite bring yourself to throw it out, so you set it on the nightstand
- >You interrupt your tidying when you hear the clip-clop of an extra set of hooves from somewhere down the hall, followed shortly by voices
- >"Auntie!"
- >"Cadence, dear! You're back so soon! How did the negota..."
- >Drat, they walked out of earshot
- >...Not that you were eavesdropping or anything
- "Oh well."
- >You go back to looking for a trash can, but are quickly distracted by all the shiny
- >After a few minutes of ADD, the faint voices and clip-clop of hooves return
- >"--es, he's just down this hall."
- >"How exciting!"
- >Wait a minute...
- >"He's quite the gentlecolt; I'm sure you'll like him."
- >They're coming back this way!
- >You sweep the bits of detritus off the bed and back into your backpack just in time for--
- [knock knock]
- "Come in!"
- >In walks Celestia, with a shorter and more colorful winged unicorn in tow
- >"Anon, allow me to present my niece and head of the Crystal Empire, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza."
- >The eye-rapingly pink pony curtsies
- >"Please call me Cadence."
- "It's an honor to meet you, Princess Cadence."
- >You bow politely in turn, and she giggles
- >"Oh, just Cadence is fine."
- >These royal ponies and their lack of formality... What's the point of being royal?
- >"Aunt Celestia has told me about the magic accident. I'm so sorry you were caught up in that mess. I can only imagine what you're going through."
- "Well, it /was/ quite surprising -- still is! But considering the hospitality I've been shown, to say nothing of the fine company I'm enjoying, I can't hardly say I'm inconvenienced."
- >Your praise sets the princesses aglow
- >"I'm very happy to hear that! I'd also be very happy to hear about your world, if you would so indulge us."
- >"Why don't we let let our guest get settled in, first, dear?"
- "Oh, no, that's quite alright! Turns out I don't have much to unpack."
- >You shake your nearly-empty backpack for emphasis
- "Would you both be amenable to walking while we talk? I'd like to see more of this beautiful castle, if I could."
- >"That sounds great!"
- >The younger princess eagerly looks to her aunt
- >"I'm afraid I won't be able to join you, but do please go ahead without me."
- >"Are you sure, auntie?"
- >Celestia nods to her niece, and winks playfully at you
- >"Just save a few stories for the rest of us at dinner, Anon."
- "Right."
- >With another warm smile -- or is that enigmatic? -- Celestia leaves again
- >You open your mouth to speak to Cadence but her mouth is already open...
- >...And she's not speaking...
- >...She's staring
- >Following her gaze, you trace it to the box of candy hearts you left on the nightstand
- >Looking back to her with a raised eyebrow, your eyes pass the mark on her flank: a blue gem in the shape of a heart
- >...Makes sense, sorta
- >Heh
- "See something you like?"
- >She shakes her head lightly, snapping out of her reverie
- >"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me!"
- >She takes a tentative step forward, and you turn back slightly to invite her closer to the nightstand
- >Approaching with reverence, her eyes widen with delight as she takes a closer look at your candy
- >"This is... something from your world?"
- "Mmhmm. Candy."
- >"How... sweet!"
- >You chuckle
- >"May I...?
- >You're perplexed for a moment before you remember that according to what you were told, you can both eat pretty much the same things
- >Of course she'd like candy
- "Help yourself."
- >A light blue glow envelops the box, and the enamored princess slowly levitates and rotates it in her magical grasp
- >You chuckle again when she jumps at the rattle the candy makes as it shifts inside
- >After an awkwardly long inspection, she begins to levitate it gently back to the nightstand
- "Oh, you can have them"
- >You're met with a stunned look
- "Er, if you want them...?"
- >"But... a relic from your world..."
- "Haha, true, but I saw how you were looking at 'em."
- >"No, I'm sorry. I--I couldn't."
- >Your smile widens as you take the box and present it to her
- "Please, they're yours. Take them."
- >Her lip trembles, and you think you see tears well up in her eyes
- >"Th...Thank you. Thank you so much!"
- >Again, she takes the box in her magic
- >Looking you deeply in the eyes, she nuzzles her cheek into your abdomen before looking again into your eyes and whispering
- >"Thank you."
- >And then she turns and flees the room
- >...
- >So much for that tour
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