The Dragon Law

General disclaimer: I do not own MLP, characters or otherwise, it belongs to Hasbro and such. Aside from the occasional original character I own nothing but the love of the show and its fanbase.

The Dragon Law

04.        Party Ponies

“Come on! Let me in!” a loud shout woke me from my dream.

“No Mardi! He’s asleep at the moment you can come back for lunch.” I heard the voice of nurse Gold somewhere on the other side of the divider.

“He’s done nothing but sleep ever since I found him! You know parties for coma patients are no fun, except for Mister Greenwood that stallion knew how to party even when unconscious, I just want to say hi for a few minutes and give him his welcome gift...no, now it needs to be a welcome/get well soon present...so I’m just going to be a minute or two,” a slightly accented, high-pitched voice said in rapid fire.

“Please Mardi Gras don’t make a scene in front of the patients, and the doctors,” Gold lightly begged.

“Oh never you mind about your coltfriend, Dr. Love,” the new voice said in a friendly mocking tone, “he loves my antics just as much as the ponies here, I’m just gonna st-”

I heard a small thud

“-Oof, I said NO! Come on Mardi, your not coming in until Mr. Law has had is rest. And leave Gentle out of this,” the nurse sounded a bit exasperated.

Nurse Gold was making it a point to let me sleep, but I’m up now and I’d rather not sleep the day away, New Pony had a point, I have slept quite a lot the past few days. What's more, I’m out of that stupid cast and can move again, proving the fact by sitting up. Gentle Relief’s a lifesaver, the pain was down to just minor stiffness.

“Oh you, you had to pull the earth pony ‘you shan’t pass’ card didn’t you. I know I couldn’t force m- Oh look he’s awake-,”

As the new voice was about to start a new round of arguing there was a loud snap. A moment later my room was filled with light, confetti (the good stuff), and the sound of party horns (those rolled paper noisemakers for parties), a unicorn mare popped into existence at the foot of my bed.

The mare had a forest green coat, wavy royal purple mane and tail with cherry red, lime green, and cobalt highlights running through them (kind of looked like streamers). But what caught my attention was the overly large eyes, they started red from the center and went to blue at the whites. They were staring right staring right into my soul it seemed, but at the same time they radiated great joy and happiness.

“MARDI GRAS! You can’t just poof into the patients rooms like that!” the frustrated nurse ran into the room and threw back the divider, “I’m sorry Mr. Law I’ll have her out of your scales in a sec.”

“You don’t have to trouble yourself Maritime, I’m already up and I finally have a visitor that’s not part of the staff,” I turn to the new pony, Mardi Gras apparently, hold out a hand...claw...whatever....

...Wait...I’m missing a finger. I check my other ha-claw, and the pinky is missing as well. I know plenty of cartoons that do that, give characters four fingers. At least I have digits, I’m not going to complain about a pinky. What was I doing again, oh right introductions.

“My name Is L-”

With a huge inhale the new pony spoke. “Law the dragon, I know who you are I’m the one that brought you here when you fell from the sky. You were like VROOM CREE-TWAING CRASH! I was so worried, I mean I’ve seen some Pegasi take some hits before but that put every single one to shame. When we got the the hospital you were gone for so long, but then you were in that mummy cast and were out cold for like two weeks. I just got back from a wedding out of town and a friend of mine told me the dragon in the hospital had woken up and I rushed right over and you were being moved to this room when I was going to say hi when I remembered that I forgot to remember to not forget to get you a present so I popped back home and whipped something up and when I popped back you were asleep, AGAIN, so I thought that just a few minutes wouldn’t hurt but Maritime Gold was like ‘no he needs his rest’ and I was like ‘come on’ and she was still ‘nope’ and when I tried rushing the door I forgot how strong she was but then I remember I could teleport and I seen your shadow sit up on the curtain so I went POP and here we are-*GASP*- I’m Mardi Gras, number one Party Pony in Maneapolis, only outdone by my master, Pinkie Pie,” finished Mardi.

She said the last bit while throwing her hooves in the air accompanied by confetti, streamers, and balloons. All Trixi-like but with a fun feel about it instead of arrogance. I’m sure others could have been surprised by the display, but luckily enough for me best pony is Pinkie so I prepared for this kind of assault the minute I gave in to the thought that this is actually Equestria.

She then grabbed my outstretched arm and pulled me into the hug to end all hugs. As the air was being forced from my lungs and I was sure my eyes were about to pop out of my head (cartoon physics, it could happen now) I heard my newly unbroken back start popping. I need to end this before I end up in another cast...

“Gold...help...back...hugs dangerous,” I managed to squeeze out before the positively charged party pony turned my vertebrae to dust.

“Gaa, Mardi no,” the nurse leapt toward the mare and I, “you didn't wait so impatiently for him to wake up just put him out again!” she then yanked us apart.

“I’m so, so sorry Law I just get excited and you don't give hoofshakes to friends you give hugs, and I forgot that you are in the hospital because you hurt your...well everything, I’ll try to keep the hugs to a minimum until you're not brittle like candy glass, oh to make it up to you I’ll give you your Welcome To Maneaplois slash,” (she actually said the slash) “Get Well soon present,” Mardi Gras then leapt back with her horn aglow brilliant red and shot a beam of magic at my chest.

Before I had a chance to react the bolt stopped about six inches from me and burst into a ball of light and party paraphernalia (confetti, streamers, etc. how much of that does she have anyway?) after the light faded a box floated in its place, surrounded in the faint haze of telekinesis. The box was white about the twenty-four by eighteen inches and about four inches deep decorated with a blue ribbon marked with a big STG in stylish font. Opening the box I found...

“Io’s Eye, are these Beignets? I haven’t had one in years!” I took a doughnut (or fritter for the nit-picky) and ate it in almost one bite.

The box was filled with maybe two dozen of the french treats. One half had the basic powdered sugar topping the other half had a slight tan glaze coating. Taking a glazed beignet I and popped into my salivating mouth...wow.

“That’s a maple and...some kind of whiskey glaze ain’t it, with a hint of chicory. And the filling...Orange and blueberry? Strange combination, but it love it!” I said after swallowing.

Heh...one does not get taught by a master chef of Buckingham Palace and not learn a thing or two...yeah that right, I was trained by one of the guys that cooked for the Queen. It was worth every dollar.

“Hey that’s right. The Wild Oat brew came from a mill somewhere close to Appaloosa, their fall blend a couple years ago added chicory. How did you know? And I wanted to do an apple and orange filling but I ran out of Yellow Delicious, I can’t wait till the Red Gold shipment comes in! But I’m glad you like the blueberry substitute just as well.”

“Well I’m kind of a trained chef, so I have to have a very defined palate. So I assume that you made these. You didn’t just buy them from a bakery?” She nodded excitedly at that, “Oh, thanks by the way. You know for the pastries, bringing me to the E.R. all that stuff.” I held out the box for the two mares to take one.

Mardi Gras took one of the glazes one right away, but Maritime seemed conflicted (maybe she’s on a diet). After waving the box slightly and Mardi and I giving her the pouty face, she broke down and levitated one of the powdered ones.

I took another as well and before biting into it I turned to the green party mare and asked, “so...when’s my suprise party?”

Nurse Gold coughed on her treat and sent a small cloud of confectioners sugar into the air. While Mardi got the biggest surprised look on her face I’ve ever seen and a second later disappeared it a flash of light leaving her half eaten fritter in the air; it started to fall. Before it even got halfway to the ground Mardi popped back grabbed the beignet in her mouth gave a sheepish smile and teleported away again. Maritime and I turned to face each other then started to snicker.

“Well Mr. Law,” she said wiping her face with a towelette after finishing her doughnut, “you just met one of my best friends, Mardi Gras, as you found out she’s a...”

“Ball of fun?” I interject.

“I was going to say ‘a bit out there’ but that work just as well. She works as head of the party planning and catering staff for Sweet Tooth Gourmands.”

“Kind of like Sugarcube Corner?” I ask.

“How do you...well I guess it is pretty popular. Yes, but much bigger. The Gourmands do more than desserts,” Gold answered.

“Ah, sounds nice, when I’m free I’m going to have to make a visit. Once I have the money to pay of course. Speaking of which, could you bring me a newspaper with lunch, I’d like to take a look at the classifieds.”

“Sounds like someone wants to get a job. What about traveling?” She asked with a smile.

“Well you know, I got a real good look at the city from when I was falling to my near death, and I thought ‘this is a nice city, maybe I should stay for a bit’,” I say with a smile.

After a bit of conversation she left to do...well nurse type things, while I went to finish the last of my books and start on the box of pastries.

Notes from me:

Sorry for the long wait and shorter chapter length. This chapter I broke up into two parts because...well because I could that's why, and because I think it me help me write faster actually. If not...aww well I’ll at least know it doesn't work and I’ll try something else.

Law, master enchanter