/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

>The Ponyville Tree Library has an interesting guest that finally got some beauty rest.
>Be Twilight Sparkle
>Ears twitching as the odd double cadence reverberates one within and the other is Rainbow Dash
>The Rainbow maned mare flew through the immense clutter and book forts. Worry evident throughout.
>"Twilight? We're worried about you."
>Twilight's mane a mess from the numerous days spent-
"Dash, get the girls and Spike this is bigger than me now."
>Rainbow Dash fastest flyer in Equestria about to flap is interrupted.
"And the princesses!"
>Little did Twilight know this is the start of a grand story-
"NO, STOP!"
>-Of Ponies, Cookies and an internet weirdo.
>The view pans away fading to black
>Twilight hums though maybe not of her own will.
>The streets of Ponyville a quaint town rather peaceful at this moment despite the tribulations the residents face.
>The peace broken by a speeding blue pegasus.
>Be Rainbow Dash
>Flying with her honed skills she paces herself for the journey to meet each friend.
>However her attention is divided by a voice never before heard.
"Woah, the heck?"
>Numerous thoughts race through her-
"Be quiet buster I'm a black belt you know!"
>The one rises to the imagination where she commits righteousness upon the voice that may have done something to her friend Twilight fueled her with more speed.
"Ah ha I knew it, you're trouble."
>A pink mare grabs the attention of Rainbow Dash fastest flyer and Element of Loyalty.
>"Ooo do me!"
>Rainbow Dash however felt the urge to continue one despite Pinkie Pie's expanded perspective.
"No time, we have to get all our friends and the princess."
>The two split up to cover more ground and ponies.
>Rainbow Dash didn't know that Pinkie would be getting all her friends as well due to her poor word choice.
"Pinkie!"
>Nearly done with her friend given task the pink mare in question under sunny Equestrian skies looked for something unknown to her fellow equines.
>Be Pinkie Pie
"Hehe that tickles my ears or is it my brain? Oh what about-"
>The entertaining yet rapid fire words could not be contained in mere text or time
"- and then what do you mean can't be contained? Is why you're doing this is because you don't have enough postage? We could go right now and I bet Spike could send whatever message without postage but it'll only get to Princess Celestia."
>So the chatty rambunctious mare filled a letter and had Spike the baby Dragon deliver it to Princess Celestia by dragon fire.
>Be Princess Celestia
>Softly her tilts her head, its not black magic nor illusory it isn't of dreams nor Discord unless-
"Hmmm so my student couldn't stop you."
>The drink still cools under her now icy contemplation.
>The silent hoof steps of Luna, the co-ruler of Equestria and Princess of the Moon, neared and just in time by happenstance Celestia smiles.
>An icy glare toward her only little sister would dredge up bad times.
>"Sister?"
"The creature Twilight wrote is now talking inside my mind."
>Her words startled the dark blue mare, yet Celestia couldn't keep a wince off her own face
>Luna however didn't need to share a word, they both knew the plan. When the time is right they would send both princess and creature from beyond to sleep and then-
"Now!"

>Soft bedding is the first thing along with the sent of books and a touch of lavender and a unique sensation of a long lost friend.
>Be Anonymous
>You came to Equestria and made friends with the inhabitants.
>The force of friendship keeping villains at bay defeating them left and right.
>Except for one.
>The end of the story, not death but, a being known as Gordan to some.
>A cosmic being from else where invaded and ruined ponies, all who live on Equestria and Anonymous who love them.
>Yet that still wasn't the end for Anonymous.
>Left without them, yet still protected and housed them in the heart and mind turned back time and returned to Equestria once again.
>Memories of a time that never could occur again, as the cosmic being could only return if all residents forgot of it, return in force mixing and colliding.
>Baked cookies however rose along with sensations of the bed, and of the library you're at.
>The hooves clop as the cute equines near.
>"It's really is you. You're back."
>As you open your eyes waves of colorful ponies pile in for a hug, cookies and personal space violated.
>Nice.