A Tale of Espionage

by VulpiBard

Rating: everyone
Tags: Comedy, Romance, Random
Length: 398

This is probably my most daring adventure yet, one I'm likely not returning from the same. It won't be long, but it will be fun

I'm going to do it. Never done anything like this before. I'm normally not one for the mushy-gushy-waste-of-time romantics. Life speeds by and I grab what I can from it. That said it should be obvious why I'm sneaking into a wedding between two fellow gods, right?

And thus Vulpi, the Alicorn spirit of adventure, spied on Discords wedding.

(My first attempt at a story directly involving my OC Vulpi, who has always been a sort of background historical figure for my tales, now I get to right one about him. Special thanks to wots-his-face Overlord-Flinx for the idea, (This was going to be an entry to something or other he's doing.))
(I'm horrible with details.)

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-01-17 17:36:01 UTC

Attempt #1

Okay, who's got this? You do, no way will this - Shut the buck up, I hate self encouragement.

So my first question as well as yours is likely "Where am I?" Well a while back, about yesterday, I heard that one of my longtime friends was having a wedding. Well, longtime friends in a world where he actually knows who I am, but that's just semantics. I think. Anyway, here I am, Alicorn prince of... something or other, I never pay attention to facts like that, I really doubt I have an invitation, so sneaking into the wedding will be my modus operande.

I swiftly climbed up the fence in front of me, jumping over, doing a couple flips and landing softly. Looking to my left I spied a pair of ponies just in time to duck into the cover of a bush. Hah, nopony can touch Vulpi the ninja. I ran across an empty field to the next bush, jumping out and doing a roll before coming to a stop next to a tall wall.

“Vulpi, You’re at your limit of words.”

“What?”

Bang

HOW AND WHEN DID I MAKE IT TO KOREA?!

Attempt #2

Okay, second try. I was latched onto the wing of one of the planes carrying guests into Hawaii. I peeked into a window to look at the guests. Oh, such a delicious assortment of OCs… I think. I don’t actually recognize any of them, but it would be sooooo much fun to try!

Okay so back on task, we were getting pretty close to the island the wedding was on, so it was now or never. I jumped off of the plane, hugging my back-pack tightly to my chest. After a few minutes I realized this and moved it to my back, where it was meant to be, and removed the obstruction there complicating the maneuver. I was getting pretty close to the sea now, and pull the string for my parachute.

You know how in cartoons and jokes someone pulls the string to their parachute and a bunch of junk falls out? That doesn’t actually happen. What it does is tighten that loop on your back-pack enough to blind you with pain, depending on how scared you are when pulling. I didn’t even have time to consider my wings before crashing into the shark infested ocean.