It was about ten in the morning when Princess Celestia came to the library. The chariot landed outside the library, and the guards had been stationed outside the door. She looked at me, scrutinizing my every detail. I starred back, the element bearers on either side of me. I had cleared my mind of every last thing. This was the moment of truth.
"So you are the strange presence I felt in the Everfree." She said in a voice like silk.
"Honestly, I'm not surprised." I replied, waiting for the perfect moment to begin.
"So from what I have been told, you were possessed by a demon. Is this true?" She asked.
"Yes, but I was able to resist for much longer than normal. These brave souls have freed me from the demon's possession." I lied, gesturing to my left and right.
"Interesting, Why were you able to resist the demon's power?" She asked nodding.
"I do not know." I lied again.
"hmm." she hummed.
("dammit, give me an opening.")
"From what Twilight has told me, You are a Warrior, Mr. Fjord." She said.
"For the most part, yes." I replied.
"I see." She said.

"Would you like to have a seat, princess?" Twilight asked Celestia.
"Rule number twenty five of the Internet, relation to the original topic decreases with every single post."
"What?" Celestia asked.
"Don't ask. You'll re-" she began.
"Rule number fifteen, the harder you try, the harder you will fail." I interrupted.

"Are you Insulting me?" Celestia asked balefully.
"Rule number twenty, nothing is to be taken seriously." I said.
"I assume no then." She said confused by my statement.

"sorry, I'm prone to spontaneous acts of trolling. Usually they go away when I piss someone off" I said.
"Apology, accepted." She said.
"It's a bad habit. Then again, the Internet is full of trolls." I said as we sat down. Honestly I was just looking forward to the end.
"So what is the Internet?" Celestia Inquired.
"Yeah, you never told me." Twilight said.
"never mind, 'tis a silly place." I responded in a British accent.
"What could possibly be silly about it? It has rules!"Twilight said, wanting to know more about this mysterious place That they assumed I hale from.

"Rule number eight, there are no real rules about posting. Rule number nine, there are no real rules about moderation ether - enjoy you ban." I said.
"What?" Celestia said.
"Don't blame me, I'm just readin' off the rule sheet." I said putting my hands up in mock-defense.
"Why would they have rules like that?" Twilight asked.
"Remember rules three through seven?" I said. Twilight shuddered at the thought of such a dark place actually existing.
"Don't remind me." she said.
"well, those are the only rules that can be / are followed." I said.

"You mean to tell me, that the people of the land of Internet don't even follow there own rules?" Celestia said.
"First of all, the Internet isn't a kingdom, country, city , town or building. It's a location. Simple as that. Second, yes. It is absolute anarchy." I said.
"We must stop this Chaos at it's source." Celestia said .
"You cannot control the Internet. not without becoming a tyrant. Besides the many groups that live in the Internet filter them selves out. And that is where the human phrase 'organized chaos' comes from." I said in defense of the internet.
"I could do it with out being a tyrant." She said, as if issued a challenge.
"If you tried to instill even the slightest bit of order, you would viewed by the Internet's populace an a tyrannical overlord. Something that needs to be overthrown. and we humans are ingenuitive, violent, cunning, and above all else, resilient. And if we don't see 'eye to eye' out the gate, you'd better find some common ground fast, or it's gonna be bloody." I said. Everyone was silent for a moment. Looks of shock and fear plastered over there faces.

"Why? Why would they kill somepony over a small disagreement?" Celestia said, appalled at human's violent nature.
"Probably because the entire universe is out to get us, and we can do jack shit about it." I said nonchalantly.
"That's horrible!" Twilight said, mortified.
"That's true nature, not that pansy bullshit where you decide when it rains and where and animals don't have to kill each other to survive or even need any meat in there diets." I replied getting angry at their pity, humans have survived for nearly a million years without the ability to deliberately manipulate weather the best we will ever do is kill the bigger storms. I look at every one in the room. "sorry, about that. I have anger management problems. And the fact that my kind can deal with having little, next to no control over the world around us while I'm surrounded by ponies that absolutely cannot live without such control doesn't help that fact. I need to lie down." I said. I promptly left the room having almost lost it. I laid down on the floor hoping that incident will not repeat next time. I went to sleep... for twelve seconds before Princess Luna came down. this was gonna be fun. (Yeah right.)

"What do you want?" I said looking and sounding depressed.
"We Just wish to talk." Luna replied. This was gonna take a while.

Author's Note

Feel free to give me advice / direction, I won't kill you for it... I'm gonna do that anyway.
also; here, have some Cornholio: