Aviator Anon [Chapter One]

>You are Twilight Sparkle
>You are very excited
>Princesses Celestia, Luna and Cadence have gathered
>...And for whatever reason, they saw fit to invite you
>Celestia steps forward, addressing the gathered ponies
>”I’m sure you must be wondering why I have requested your presence, especially you, Twilight Sparkle, my faithful student”
>You cannot help but shift uncomfortably at this mention
>”Twilight Sparkle, I requested your presence because of your unusually powerful magic, for a mere unicorn”
>Of course Alicorn Magic was much more powerful then a standard Unicorn’s magic
>”I had an idea but it will take sometime to explain, please take a seat...”


>You are Anon
>You are sitting at a bar
>A pilot’s bar
>You look pristine in your uniform, it’s perfectly ironed, not a speck of dust or fluff in sight
>Your shoulder length hair is tied up and tucked neatly out of sight under your cap
>A bit of facial hair, styled appropriately, well looked after
>You look like the picture perfect pilot
>You pick up your drink, Pampero Storm, and gently swirl the ice cubes within the liquid
>You always liked Rum, although you’d much rather do straight shots then have it in a cocktail
>But you always supposed this looked a lot more sophisticated
>You raise it to your lips and drain the glass
“Barkeep, Captain and Coke please”
>This is always the last drink you order
>As the barkeep serves you your beverage your eyes meet a moment
>You may look like a picture perfect pilot
>But sobering moments such as locking gazes with another
>They remind you
>You’re not a pilot at all
>Of course they checked ID’s at the door of such an establishment
>The only way you managed to get in was purposely fostering a faux friendship with the doorman and feeding him your sob story
>You made him pity you enough to ‘do you a little favour’
>You’re starting to feel depressed again when you notice some other pilots approach your area of the bar
>You’d rather not have to talk to them right now
>You slap down a $100 note
“Give me whatever is left in the bottle subtracting from my drinks and the change is yours”
>The barkeep looks conflicted...
>He complies
>Thankfully the pilot’s coming over do not notice as you slip the bottle into your coat
>They are too busy talking amongst themselves
>As they arrive at the bar, you rise
“I must be off, my wife is expecting me home fellas, we’ll have to do it another time”
>They all say their goodbyes as you leave
>You always try to limit contact with the other pilots, while you live out your pathetic little fantasy
>The more time they spend around you, the more likely they will realize you are not one of them
>You withdraw the bottle as soon as you are far enough away from the establishment
>It’s not very full, but with the drinks you already had consumed it would be enough to get you fairly drunk
>You look at the label on the bottle
“That fucking cheap barkeep bastard...”
>It’s the cheapest brand on the market
>You unscrew the bottle cap, discarding of it carelessly
>You raise it to your mouth and begin to drain the contents

>You are Princess Sunbutt
”...And that is my plan”
>The others gathered look at you, as if there is a possibility you’ve gone mad
>“B-But Princess, do you really believe that is possible...?”
”Of course I do, Twilight Sparkle, StarSwirl the Bearded himself was researching this possibility”
>“Yes, but he said it was impossible to find enough power to fuel it”
”I believe the power of all those we have gathered here is sufficient to start the spell and the magic of harmony is enough to feed it once it is active”
>Twilight seemed somewhat doubtful, but you really couldn’t blame her
>Your plan was to create a self sufficient portal network throughout Equestria
>After all, Unicorns were known to have the ability to teleport
>Doing so, if you charged a fee, would really boost the economy
>It would put a dint in train travel’s income but not destroy it
>There would always be ponies who rather travel olde fashion or just backpackers
>But the convenience of this travel method would increase tourism greatly
>So long as the town hosting it remained completely harmonious
”That said, this is a very unstable and unexplored branch of magic, so if anything goes wrong, I want you all to stop immediately”
“Any questions?”
>The others still look doubtful, but they raise no questions nor objections
>You lower your head with your horn pointing toward the ground and motion for the others to do likewise
>They comply and bow their heads in
>You and the others begin to cast the spell
>You feel something is wrong...
>You’ve miscalculated the power necessary to open a test portal and fed it with too much magical energy
>You try to stop feeding it, but it feels as if the spell is now forcibly pulling every bit of energy from you
>First you see Twilight Sparkle lose consciousness, then Cadence and lastly Luna
>Your last thoughts are of regret for this stupid plan to boost the Equestrian Economy
>You too lose consciousness

>You are Anon
>The bottle is empty
>You toss it over your shoulder drunkenly
>It shatters on the foot path, not that you could care less if you tried
>You were completely wasted, drunk out of your mind
>Trying to forget your failures and shortcomings
>You felt your vision blur more then it already was
>Things were getting a bit darker too
>Were you dying?
>No, you weren’t that lucky
>As you blacked out from the alcohol’s effect the last thing you thought about was what you said to the pilot’s as you left...
>You didn’t have a wife
>As a matter of fact you hadn’t had a girlfriend since high school
>You were completely alone
>And now you were passed out drunk, on the middle of the sidewalk