Heaven's Wing

by SlashopentheSky

Did We Also Do Drugs?

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Twilight remembered everything. Rubbing her temples, she walked over to Trixie. "I'm not going to pretend I like you," she began.

"Trixie appreciates honesty."

"But I don't really hate you. I'm sorry about last night and I SWEAR that was the last time I drink alcohol. At least for a few thousand years." Trixie smiled at the sentiment.

The two began the morning rounds at the castle, grabbing a quick breakfast at the kitchen before morning book time. Both ponies noticed that the kitchen staff were unusually unresponsive, but last night's festivities were big. They were probably just a bit drained. The ponies had gone to their respective places and read their respective books. Twilight had picked an old favorite on magical theory, wishing to review before working on her next spell. Trixie had picked a tale of a princess trapped in a tower, with the only way of getting down being her long mane. It was depressing as hell. Soon, both ponies finished and went to meet with the other princesses.

Celestia, Luna and Cadance all seemed pretty snoozalicious, but the junior princesses dismissed it as festivities. They went to see the guards while waiting for the princesses to wake up. Trixie, as usual, went to the most steadfast guard, Rock Solid, and tried to get him to talk. As usual, she failed.

Twilight then went to Stone Bones to chat. He always took a second to warm up, but Twilight just needed to say hi and then drop by later, and then it would be cool. The ponies shrugged to each other and decided to go into the gardens. They saw Tulip staring at the tulips again, simply ignoring her. She was almost always there, anyway, staring into the tulips for hours on end. It wasn't long before the two ponies got bored and decided to leave for the streets of Canterlot. No one was in the streets, but that was to be expected. The festivities went on late, and it was only eleven-something anyway. It was Twilight who noticed the playing foals, and pointed it out to Trixie.
They weren't moving.


Author's Note

I totally based the comedy bit off of Shaun of the Dead.

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