Chapter 1 - Next Stop Ponyville
Location: Swift’s Corner Library, Cloudsdale
I am awakened from my slumber by a sudden noise. I get up to find the source of the rude awakening while thinking it better not have been another flying accident, and discover that several books had fallen from the shelves. Considering that normally doesn’t happen unless some hot-shot flier decides to get a little too close, I am quite alarmed to find a hole in my precious library!
“What the buck?! Who did this?!” In my rage I start to look around for the perpetrator, only to find a rather unclean looking stallion with the worker’s garb of a ‘Sharp Wit Demolitions’.
The rather unclean dolt has the audacity to say “M’am, what’re you doing here? This place is scheduled for demolition!”
In response to his idiocy I say, “No it is not you featherbrain! This is MY HOME and PLACE OF WORK! Let me see that order! NOW!”
“N-No can do miss.” sighing I punch the sod hard enough that it gave me the time I needed to grab and read the relevant parts of the order.
This only serves to bolster my rage. I yell in his face “You got the address wrong you plothead! This is 3 FEATHERSIDE ROAD, not 3 FEATHER LANE! I’ll see you and your company in court!”
Striking him once more, albeit a little more softly, I say “By the way, you’re helping me fetch my stuff, looks like you hit something important, I’ll probably have to rebuild. Your company WILL be paying for that!” I allow him time to recover and we start to gather my things…
-some time later-
Location: Ruby Star’s Apartment, Cloudsdale
“…I just don’t get it Ruby, what kind of moron gets an address mixed up on a demolition order? What do I do now? My homebrary is ruined until it’s rebuilt.” I look toward Ruby, awaiting an answer and see her typical ‘you know that’s not a word’ look.
“I suggest a vacation.” she states in a rather blunt manner. Does she seriously think that a vacation will help? It’s worth a shot I guess.
Taking a sip of tea I inquire “Where do you suggest? Las Pegasus? Manehattan?” I hope she suggests someplace nice, relaxing and uneventful. A place where a mare can just sit back and enjoy a good book. Ruby begins rapping her hoof against the side of her face. And the wait begins…
-a few boring minutes later-
Sunshine, lollipops, and strawberry smoothies! Celestia I’m bored, why is she taking so long to tell me? Do I need to do my mane? Are my spectacles on straight? Do I need a hooficure?
“I’ve got it! You should go to Ponyville!” took her long enough. But, Ponyville? Eh, I’ll never know unless I try it I suppose.
“I’ll give it a try Ruby. Oh by the way, why do you stay here? Sure you have those enchanted shoes, but forget them and… I don’t even want to think about it.” she seems to contemplate what I said before replying.
“‘cause I like it up here! It’s so fluffy!” why am I friends with this unicorn again?
Now how will I get to Ponyville? I could fly, but that would limit me to what I could carry. I don’t want to leave too much at Ruby’s, though I could make multiple trips, I still haven’t figured out whether I want to rebuild in Cloudsdale or not. Ah forget it, that place is g-o-n-e. Time to start fresh!
Flying it is then. Once in the guest room where my stuff is stored, I begin to pack what I believe will be needed. My stuff that I was able to collect from my place is arranged rather haphazardly, making finding things difficult, but not impossible.
Let’s see, latest Daring Do, my personal copies of all 4 volumes of my co-written Tricky and Hilariously Super Pranks, both pairs of spectacles, my spare lab coat and shoes, wing care kit, the invisibility charm Ruby gave me two birthdays ago, a bag of bits, yep I think I got what I need…oh wait!
“Ruby! Did I bring my flight goggles with me?” I really hope so, because after that moron’s supervisor came and ‘suggested’ that my library may as well be torn down completely, anything left behind is probably lost.
“Yep! Here they are!” only then do I notice she is levitating my custom-made one of a kind flight goggles right over her head.
“Careful Ruby! I need those!” this may be an apartment in Cloudsdale, but things can still get damaged when they hit the floor!
“Geez, relax, I have complete control I swear!”
That’s what you said when you dropped my mother’s favourite vase, ‘taking a closer look at it’s beauty’.
Grabbing my flight goggles from her magical grasp, I put them and my saddlebags on and went out the front door to begin my flight toward Ponyville.
-some time later-
So bored, I hate being unable to read while flying. Wish I was an alicorn, that would be awesome! Oh, but then there’s the whole ‘every alicorn is made royalty’ nonsense. On a similar note, I wonder how the ponies with pegacornia deal with the alicorn assumption… why a condition that is a subtype of duality disorder has it’s own name is a mystery.
It’s actually interesting, most ponies with the condition aren’t even aware of it, ‘cause it’s usually a pegasus or unicorn with earth pony traits. Still bored, even thinking about facts doesn’t improve this flight. Oh wait! I’m here!
Just after I land I am quite literally assaulted by pink.
“Hi! Youmustbenew’causeIdon’tknowyouandifyou'renewthatmeansIhavetothrowyouaPARTY!”
Gah! She’s like Ruby when she’s excitable, after too much coffee times ten! The only words I got were ‘hi’ ‘new’ and ‘party’. Just thinking of how to respond gives me a headache.
