“Yar, now that the ship be on cruise control, yer captain thinks she will go below deck, to check out this ship's booty!”

Pip watched as Chrysalis, his apparent captain, headed down into the ship; leaving him with a moment of peace by himself.

Putting down his mop, he walked over to the side of the ship and looked overboard, watching the beautiful ocean stretch on for what seemed like eternity.

Strangely, the feeling of being dressed as a pirate while sailing on a galleon just felt right to Pip; as if he were a pirate in another dimension, or at least, someone who enjoyed acting like one.

To Pip's surprise, it had appeared as though the peg-leg Chrysalis had jammed into the ships wheel was sticking reliably, keeping the ship on course for whatever their destination was. Wanting to check out more of the ship, Pip made his way to the back of the boat, only to hear a strange flapping sound overhead.

Looking up, to Pip’s surprise, he saw an elegant white unicorn with bat wings fly overhead, and land near the front of the ship.

“Ah, so my senses were correct. I thought I smelt a colt on this ship," the mysterious unicorn said. Pip made his way to the midsection of the ship to get a better look at her, and he noticed she was wearing what appeared to be a form-fitting white toga like he had heard about in history books, with a laurel wreath on her head

“Who might you be?” Pip asked out of curiosity.

“My, my, where are my manners? My name is Alma-Rara, though you may call me Rarity. Word around the hive is that a new hero is traveling by ship to slay our queen. So I took it upon myself as the most beautiful and irresistible of her majesty’s knights to take care of him. You wouldn’t happen to be this colt, would you?”

Pip gulped at the thought of facing yet another of the Hivenly Knights, as Grandberrya had already proven to be more than a match for him.

“N-no, what would make you think that I was the hero?”

Rarity sniffed the air, and shook her head.

“Theres no point in lying to a good lady, little colt. Your scent matches that of the hero named Pip. If you lie again, I will have to punish you," Rarity said with a wink, making her way onto the deck with Pip.

Our hero took a step back as what seemed like the very element of seduction and beauty came increasingly closer to him. Pip unsheathed his sword, trying to hide his worry.

“Don’t come any closer, Rarity. I’ll have you know I’ve gotten this far by my skill as a swordscolt.”

Rarity was not fazed by his remark, as she placed her hoof on the sword and slowly slid it along its length

“Oh come now, Pip. You may be skilled with your little toy, but I’m sure a colt your age is rather lacking in…other areas.” Rarity said, curling her tail around Pip’s hind leg and running a hoof along his side.

Sensing the situation becoming far too dangerous, Pip swung his sword at Rarity, who nimbly released Pip’s leg and dodged his swing with a back flip.

“Oh my, you’d try to hit a lady? Regardless of your intent, your far too slow, Pip. You would have to be one with the very air to hurt me.”

“She's right…. It’s as though she dodged before I even swung” Pip thought to himself. Out of desperation, he ran up to the captain's wheel on the bow of the ship so he would have the high ground. Rarity quickly followed after him, trapping our hero in a corner now

“Just give up, Pip. I promise to make it enjoyable for you. A mare of my talents could teach you a few-“

Before Rarity could finish her sentence, the ship slammed into a landmass, the force from the impact knocking Pip unconscious, and flinging Rarity overboard, flying through the air and into the distance.

In his state of unconsciousness, Pip slipped into a strange form of sleep once more

“Oh brave hero Pip, awaken and heed my words”

Pip slowly opened his eyes in the dream, seeing his princess before him.

“Princess Celestia? Is this you again?”

“Yes, Pip. I need you to hear my words. Know that as you travel, I am watching you always, and I fear you are becoming too friendly with that monster Chrysalis.”

Pip looked surprised, and shook his head

“Of course not, my princess. You know that my only goal is to bring peace to the land. I would never stray from the path of a hero.”
Celestia held a hoof to her chest and nodded.

“Thank you, my brave hero Pip. Now go forth on your quest. Slay the evil queen Chrysalis, and you shall receive a hero’s welcome in Canterlot.”

As Celestia finished her sentence, a large splash of water was thrown on to her, making her mane dripping wet. A second splash followed soon after, waking Pip up.

“Wakey wakey sleepy colt.”

Yet another splash of water was thrown on to Pip, making him open his eyes and seeing Chrysalis standing over him, no longer dressed as a pirate

“I’m up, I’m up. No more water please!” Pip said, using a rag to dry his face

Chrysalis chuckled and looked behind her, as she had only prepared three buckets of water to begin with.

“Well hurry up, we’ve hit dry land and I’ve got to show you where we are going.”

“Wait, what happened to talking like a pirate, Chrysalis?” Pip said, sitting up.

“Oh, I lost my hat when we hit land. I couldn’t find it, so it’s not fun anymore. “

Chrysalis walked over to the door, waving for Pip to follow her. Pip got up and went back onto the ship’s deck.

“So, where exactly are we going, Chrysalis?” Pip asked, looking at the vast expanse of land.

“There is a mansion not far from here that may be able to give you a little bit of help on your quest. If you’re lucky, that is.”

“Huh, I can’t say I’ve ever seen a mansion before, what do they look like?”

Chrysalis hopped overboard onto the land, looking back up at Pip

“Ya know, I haven’t been there before either, but my history book talks about it. Says it was just built not long ago” She said, tossing her book up to Pip so he could read it as they travelled

“Uhm…not to burst your bubble, Chrysalis. But this book is 1036 years old.”

“Huh, will that be a problem?” Chrysalis asked, tilting her head as Pip hopped down, following her along the path to the mansion.

Author's Note

I hope nobody minds what I did to Alma Elma, I tried to strike a balance between Rarity's fashion sense, and Elma's succubus-ness :P

And yes, I had to make a Lonely Island joke. It could not be avoided.