A Box and A Ballby Jake WittChaptersLetter to CelestiaTea TimeStarswirl's LibraryThe Blue BoxOf Lords and Ladies... and Mew Two, OMG!!!AloneFresh Not Prince of Bel Where?Alone againLetter to Celestia"Red Barron, down! Red Barron, down!" "Sorry, I think you got the wrong time period. I'm Wilbur Wright." "Red Barron down? This looks like a job for Superman... In a biplane!" "I'm not down! My arch rival Snoopy is downed!" I need more friends. I unfold my incomplete origami World War II flying Ace Snoopy and write my letter. Letter. To: Celestia Dear Princess, I am sorry for your loss. Not to be rude but... What do you want? You send guards or guard to take shifts free loading in my house just to write to me. Oh, and I never run out of paper. If you want my opinion, make a Holiday about her defeat. I know you might be thinking this is a random thing to say. Your subjects are doing it for you as well as ~~spread~~ spreading rumors about an evil you. Anyway, I have nothing to do and I'm going outside today... Can I join you for tea? End Letter. I fold the paper back into Snoopy and use the last of my preindustrial era crayon to color him. I toss him into the fire place as a *FWOOSH* of flame send him to the castle. As I walk towards the door, a picture of me and Jake is hung on the wall caught my attention. "You are my pony. I'm no phony when I say being with you makes me feel more than just a Brony. You are my best friend and I will never replace you for anything!" - Jake. I remember him calling me Box before he left, interesting nickname and... Being the one who named me PJ, I think I will keep it. If I keep the name "PJ" much longer I might go crazy. I don't want to think of him... Not now. Author's Note If I said 'I regret writing to her', I would be lying. It was worth it. - Box Tea Time"I don't like your recent message. The flying dog was cute, but you're telling me to celebrate my greatest failure... for my subjects." Princess Celestia said, her mane wasn't flowing ever since the Nightmare Moon battle. "I'm sorry. What we both see as our failed attempt to save our family has also been seen as a historical victory. Besides you get the good end of the stick, knowing she'll be back in a thousand years. Jake-" I was cut off by her majesty making a clearing her throat. "He made it clear on many accounts to be named Lego. For his sake, for this year at the moment... Let's just pretend they're asleep and we're just having a chat... As if they can hear us." "I still can't take his name change seriously! Lego Craft- On second thought I see where he's going with that. Anyway are you sure you want me pretending that. I mean, sure. Juicy fictional gossip. Back on track, one might not ever return from their imprisonment while the other might bring eternal night." "Sorry, you lost me. What does 'juicy gossip' mean? ... Never mind. Nightmare Moon returning is a theory and Luna returning is a fact." "Well let's change the topic, call me Box from now on." "Why Box? I mean no offense, but it just seems like an odd name." "It's fine, does it look like I'm normal? Its either Box or Box Hooves. Unless you have a name involving a writing tool that doesn't exist then I'm all ears, but Box seems to fit my odd limbs." "That makes sense. Anyway, we both probably don't want to be alone so... Can you live in the castle with me? You're the only face here that doesn't age nor die and I could use a friend... If you don't mind." "Me? In the castle? Well I was planning on moving, anyway. When is a good time?" "When ever is a good time. I already set up a chambers next to Starswirl's office." "Speaking of pony Gandalf, has anypony found him yet?" "Sadly, no. Though we have reasons to believe Discord is involved in his disappearance..." Starswirl's LibraryAuthor's Note "The library was much bigger in the past. I wonder how it shrunk?" - Box. (Real Author: These are short stories I type on my free time when school denies half of fimfiction.) Starswirl's Library Starswirl the Bearded. My adventures are nothing compared to his (because he actually defeated Tirek, discovered or made new magic, and is a mysterious dude) and he's a great mentor. I never told Jake/Lego or Celestia about Starswirl, all they know is that he disappeared when Discord first terrorized the land. Celestia assumed I read up on him because I was so fond of him. Question: How dumb is your princess when she thinks you read books about him, but there are no books with the things I know? Wait. I'm getting ahead of myself. My name is Box and I was a temporary apprentice to the great Starswirl the Bearded, slayer of dragons, the wooer of the finest mares, and master of magic, veteran of "the Griffon-Changling Land War" as a support soldier. He helped found the Griffon Kingdom and gave Saddlearabia water. "PJ! Open the portal to ape land!" said a floating head. I held giant Windago-like creatures, that were once my brother's music students, in a magical grip. Jake was knocked out cold while this was going on, I can't stomach killing him- even though he can return good as new a few hooves away. The voice's power was weak from neutralizing most of the Siren's power and boosting mine. Out of all the spells this voice has taught me, this is the one true unicorn magic I was capable of with slight ease- teleportation. If I can picture this dimention once again, I could cast them away into the void. Our once trusted friends and almost sisters were about to be banished to a dark world with no magic. A world with a ton of stupidity and iPhones with taco cats on them. "But what about you?!!!" I called out. "I shalt always be with you. Just keep my teachings to mind and thy memories to heart!" "Goodbye Master Starswirl!!!" "STARSWIRL?!" "WHAT?!" "For realsies? Where?!" I walked up to the Starswirl section of the library, I grabbed a scroll from nearby. I don't care what I learn, its my mentor's teachings I'm reading. I sat next to a brown stallion with an hourglass mark he too was reading a Starswirl scroll. "These ponies and their crude time travel... Wish I can keep it, but Twilight will need it..." "Don't mind me, just reading in a quiet library." "hm? Oh, sorry about that squire... is it squire?" he said without lowering his scroll. "Whatever... sorry. I'm just out of it since living in the area. ... Have I met you somewhere?" I asked. He stopped and looked my hooves then gasped. "You're the box hooves pony! I guess rumor here is true, well some." "Yeah word travels faster than time around here." I said, pointing at his mark. Puns are hard to make to be honest, they take time. The Blue Box"Thy terror is upon us, Iron one!" "Thor if you tell me 'we must stop thee' again, I will reply with the usual reply. But maybe Cap should inform you." "We are paper. A drawing a loner made, he isn't even done with Hulk!" "hghgjgygyfddtesredgkgiujoi;jkjh!!!" "I can't even draw pony Avengers! How am I supposed to learn this spell if I can't draw?!" I cried. I tossed my feather with it going nowhere but down. My name is Box and I am tired. I have a pencil cutiemark, A PENCIL!! I found a scroll last week about bringing drawings to life, I brought three to life as far as moving on paper, but I decided to scrap my work once I saw my scribble Hulk. A knock was at my door and I responded with 'you may enter'. "Hello Box Hooves. *looks around* Did a pegasus crash in here?" My chamber was a mess, yesterday I accidentally brought paper to life as a monster and had to burn it. I spawned my wings soon after to air out the smoke, Celestia being here just made the moment tense and embarrassing. I was expecting a brown pony I met almost a month ago to arrive, as you can tell we became friends. "H- hello princess, what's up... er... what is the occasion?" "I wanted to see how you've been-" she was cut of by a screeching and wheezing noise outside followed by the hoof beat of a dashing pony. *entering the room* "Am I late? Oh hi princess. !!! P-princess!" the brown stallion reacted to Celestia's presents with a quick awkward bow. "Oh hello. Are you a friend of Box's?" "Yes! Time Turner, your majesty." he bows again with that weird posture he had. I tilted my head and lifted my hoof in curiosity asked, "Wait, didn't you tell me your name was the Do-" "Box! Sorry. Anyway royalty is here so, I you please, call me Time Turner... or Timey. This my actual name, used only for formalities like a meeting or a beautiful princess whom we shouldn't ignore!" Celestia puts a wing to his shoulder, her face showed slight disappointment, replying, "No no! If you have plans I won't interrupt them..." "Wait, you don't have to go now!" "I have all the time in the world, hence my name. We can start off with whatever you want to do, if you don't mind the intrusion." Celestia's ears perked up once he finished, we spent that day having tea and talking about history and adventures. Of Lords and Ladies... and Mew Two, OMG!!!Author's Note I decided to finish this before it was 100% canceled. Oh and pokemon is cannon so why not add 'em? Of Lords and Ladies... and Mew Two, OMG!!! I spent a few years preventing the execution of our favorite solar monarch inside the Castle of the Pony Sisters. Waves upon waves of ponies came through the doors: assassins, a brave civilian, a foolish civilian, griffons- you name it. They never came through. I had superior tactics. Stab, run, stab and slash, run, hide, cry, use magic, fly away, and so on. That was until Clover the Cleaver's little son came in with a friggin' Mew Two! Mew Two held Celestia as I faced off with him in my Pegasus form. "Damn it, Gary, what're you doing?!" I questioned. He laughed his young butt off before responding, "Isn't it obvious? The nation is hungry and she is doing nothing about it!" "That's because she is too busy and my food can not be given out fast and far enough!" "You have food? Where?" I shook my hoof, a potato materialized and I tossed it to him. Bad idea. "My Rattat dies of malnutrition and you of all ponies could've saved him!" His horned glowed blue, which then grew surrounding him in his magic-aura. "Don't do this! The war is driving everyone apart and everyone claims that I could replace Celestia! I'm not a god!" "You're right... Because, I should rule Equestria!" I shifted into my Pegacorn form, throwing him off guard. I let out a breath, "Not an alicorn. No earth pony in me, just unicorn and the obvious." Mew Two 'said'. His pokeball shattered from next to Gary as purple aura surrounded him and Celestia's neck, choking her. "Go, Blastoise! Hydropump!" Gary summoned a huge tortoise with two tank cannons protruding from his shell, firing a stream of pressurized water at the psychic. I galloped right next to him, "Yeah, give the ultimate magic user water- wait! The well dried up and yet you have water!" "Sh- shut up!" "At least I tried to give food!" I flew head first into Mew Two, who countered with a wall of ice. Thanks Gary! Oh, and it looks like Gary is partially frozen. Using my own pokemob, Ditto, I copied myself as a Rapidash. "Oh, hello, Gary! Do you think I look... hot? hehe" my Ditto "Boo" said, nudging Gary. I've made a terrible mistake. Boo is an amazing magic user and "copy cat" that is never serious... even when Nightmare Moon was banished. It just hopped around Celestia as Nightmare Moon, causing her to cry nonstop every time it entered the room. That is until I caught him. Boo burned us out of our ice prison before being hit by a chunk of ice. For the first time in my life... Boo looked mad. "Oh, its you. The perfect sample! Boo will watch you burn in tartarus!!!" the words filled with venom as Boo unleashed Starswirl's own "star blaze" attack. Millions of mini meteors were shot at MT, who dropped Celestia in order to block the sudden attack. The three of us were forced to run as the castle became more unsafe... Years later, a memorial for Boo was made in his service for saving the princess and her adopted brother Box as well as an unnamed pony with a turtle. Gary was now a teen about my height asked, "Are you sure, you're not a god?" "No. I'm just an odd immortal pony with odd magic... and a royal big sister watching my back." AloneAuthor's Note These are stories I've wrote. They will not be in red text. - Box. Alone Somewhere in, what will be Ponyville, weeks after Luna's banishment in a house on a hill lies a stallion on a crude couch filled with junk. Pat. Pat. Pop. Jake is gone. Pat. Pat. Pop. One of my few friends turned evil and is stuck on the moon. My name is PJ. There's been debate on my part as to why its my name. Pajamas or Pony Jake? None of those describe me. I'm a white stallion with a pencil cutie mark, for some reason. I have blue eyes, short red spiked mane and tail. I'm thinking of adding some yellow to it to turn a boring red into a fire-like color. Jake can't stop me now. Nopony can. I'm a "Mine Little Pony" or a "Minecraftian" Pony. With my Minecraftian mod powers I could make myself rich beyond belief... so why not? All I do is toss a ball at a wall and have it place itself inside my inventory. Celestia can't stop me. In fact, I'm talking as if I just ruled the world when all I'm doing is wasting space, collecting dust. Seriously, I have a collection of dust that look like a farm... or a zoo with headless giraffes. My fireplace is always lit by either me or a royal guard assigned to do it for me. She won't leave me alone, especially since Luna was banished. Her niece Cadence is still too young for conversation, but then again she's a helpless foal. Letter. To: PJ Please respond, I haven't heard from you in months. The guard tells me you still live here and I know you can't die so please! You're not out of paper are you? End Letter. Silly mare, I do have paper. If I respond to you, one of my airplanes will never fly again. Then again... one time won't hurt, will it? Fresh Not Prince of Bel Where?Every morning is something new. Mondays are something I like to call "Sun butt Smash" where P.C. is in almost endless rage. Tuesdays are "Talk to Box about ANYTHING day" she will hide everything Luna and talk to me about whatever makes little fillies fall asleep like economy and how hard it is to move both the sun and moon. "Weeping Wednesdays" are full of tears and "woa is me". Thursdays and Fridays are normal days where I can actually leave the castle without a princess watching me. Saturdays involves me being with her everywhere instead of her hunting me down. Don't go outside on Sundays. Let's keep it as that. Until one Wednesday, I stallioned up. "...and and... We would ban alcohol so no one could drink the stuff and everyone could have... Ice cream. It was an honor having me at an ice cream parlor!" she said pushing her cake away. "Hold on, this place has ice cream?! Tia, honey. Get a grip." I said, finishing my SLICE of cake. "Wha... What?" "I understand you need a pony to be with you during the dark times, but I have a life! Sure I was brooding, but being with you made me realize life is a thing to live! I will continue to visit no matter what whether be every day or not depends. We can cry about what's been done or we can suck it up and pretend the world is perfect... Dear Princess, what I've learned today is friends will always have our back no matter where they're at. We must stay strong and look to the future. Your faithful friend, Box has spoken." "Can you repeat the 'Dear Princess' part?" "Dear Princess, what I learned today is friends have our backs no matter the distance?" "Not exact, but I think you're on to something! I can create a school for the gifted in the world and have one of them as my personal student! If they are alone I can assign friends for them and request friendship reports... Starting with 'Dear Princess' and end with 'Your faithful student... Twilight Sparkle' yeah... I can see it now!" "Twilight?" "I don't think there's a pony named Twilight, but it would be amazing if one exists." "Doubt it. Not in a thousand years will you get that coincidence, but wishes can be made on stars." Alone againCalenders exist now... And so do clocks. Its been some years... um... Tia holds a grudge. I forgot how to control my powers so instead of instantly eating a slice of cake I ate a fourth of a regular sized cake translating to all of Celestia's cake rations being a small cake. I got a letter today that I might get drafted for a war, but if I leave then who will feed the civilians? Food is scarce and everypony is trying to look for Jake's iron ax. Little do they know where the bread comes from. I must protect his- my ax from anyone who wants to abuse it. I guess I can call this February 10, 0008 A.B. (After Banishment). We are a week into the "Tri-War" and its been getting bad. My form is always earth pony so that I can live with the farmers. Pegasi stopped giving the ground rain and unicorns are attacking the sky, while we are in the cross-hairs. They starved until I got out the axe and started eliminating county hunger with a food drive of bread, carrots, and apples. My nickname in town, Sunny Plains, is 'the Giving One' or 'Mr. All Miracle'. Since then I've started calling my iron ax "The All Giver". March 3, 0008 A.B. I discovered that I can use the All Giver's power inside my inventory, ponies tried to make me their king and I refused. There was a rumor of Celestia making cake in her castle for herself and said "Let them eat cake!" In reality it was a plot to overthrow Celestia and put me in charge. "Ya know? I'm just going to give up." I said on a wooden chair / "my throne" with a metal ring on my head. Fun fact: These ponies around me never listened to me until now. "What was that, sire?" a purple mare asked from nearby. They paraded me all over while I dropped food for the masses with a wave of my hoof. "Wait. Did you just respond to me?" I said as I sat up while tossing a carrot behind me. "..." "No! No! Please respond!" "Yes my lord. Why are you giving up? I mean, what are we doing wrong?" she asked turning from eye contact. "THAT! I never asked to be royalty! Last I checked I was being told not to transform into nothing, but an earth pony." I untucked my hind legs and lied on my belly, kicking apples behind me as the conversation starts. "Transform?" she regained eye contact with me. To show proof I became a flying unicorn, not to be confused with an alicorn which is three races instead of a race with a second race mutation. It made matters worse for me because now everyone is shouting, "ALICORN ALICORN!"
Letter to Celestia"Red Barron, down! Red Barron, down!" "Sorry, I think you got the wrong time period. I'm Wilbur Wright." "Red Barron down? This looks like a job for Superman... In a biplane!" "I'm not down! My arch rival Snoopy is downed!" I need more friends. I unfold my incomplete origami World War II flying Ace Snoopy and write my letter. Letter. To: Celestia Dear Princess, I am sorry for your loss. Not to be rude but... What do you want? You send guards or guard to take shifts free loading in my house just to write to me. Oh, and I never run out of paper. If you want my opinion, make a Holiday about her defeat. I know you might be thinking this is a random thing to say. Your subjects are doing it for you as well as ~~spread~~ spreading rumors about an evil you. Anyway, I have nothing to do and I'm going outside today... Can I join you for tea? End Letter. I fold the paper back into Snoopy and use the last of my preindustrial era crayon to color him. I toss him into the fire place as a *FWOOSH* of flame send him to the castle. As I walk towards the door, a picture of me and Jake is hung on the wall caught my attention. "You are my pony. I'm no phony when I say being with you makes me feel more than just a Brony. You are my best friend and I will never replace you for anything!" - Jake. I remember him calling me Box before he left, interesting nickname and... Being the one who named me PJ, I think I will keep it. If I keep the name "PJ" much longer I might go crazy. I don't want to think of him... Not now. Author's Note If I said 'I regret writing to her', I would be lying. It was worth it. - Box
Tea Time"I don't like your recent message. The flying dog was cute, but you're telling me to celebrate my greatest failure... for my subjects." Princess Celestia said, her mane wasn't flowing ever since the Nightmare Moon battle. "I'm sorry. What we both see as our failed attempt to save our family has also been seen as a historical victory. Besides you get the good end of the stick, knowing she'll be back in a thousand years. Jake-" I was cut off by her majesty making a clearing her throat. "He made it clear on many accounts to be named Lego. For his sake, for this year at the moment... Let's just pretend they're asleep and we're just having a chat... As if they can hear us." "I still can't take his name change seriously! Lego Craft- On second thought I see where he's going with that. Anyway are you sure you want me pretending that. I mean, sure. Juicy fictional gossip. Back on track, one might not ever return from their imprisonment while the other might bring eternal night." "Sorry, you lost me. What does 'juicy gossip' mean? ... Never mind. Nightmare Moon returning is a theory and Luna returning is a fact." "Well let's change the topic, call me Box from now on." "Why Box? I mean no offense, but it just seems like an odd name." "It's fine, does it look like I'm normal? Its either Box or Box Hooves. Unless you have a name involving a writing tool that doesn't exist then I'm all ears, but Box seems to fit my odd limbs." "That makes sense. Anyway, we both probably don't want to be alone so... Can you live in the castle with me? You're the only face here that doesn't age nor die and I could use a friend... If you don't mind." "Me? In the castle? Well I was planning on moving, anyway. When is a good time?" "When ever is a good time. I already set up a chambers next to Starswirl's office." "Speaking of pony Gandalf, has anypony found him yet?" "Sadly, no. Though we have reasons to believe Discord is involved in his disappearance..."
Starswirl's LibraryAuthor's Note "The library was much bigger in the past. I wonder how it shrunk?" - Box. (Real Author: These are short stories I type on my free time when school denies half of fimfiction.) Starswirl's Library Starswirl the Bearded. My adventures are nothing compared to his (because he actually defeated Tirek, discovered or made new magic, and is a mysterious dude) and he's a great mentor. I never told Jake/Lego or Celestia about Starswirl, all they know is that he disappeared when Discord first terrorized the land. Celestia assumed I read up on him because I was so fond of him. Question: How dumb is your princess when she thinks you read books about him, but there are no books with the things I know? Wait. I'm getting ahead of myself. My name is Box and I was a temporary apprentice to the great Starswirl the Bearded, slayer of dragons, the wooer of the finest mares, and master of magic, veteran of "the Griffon-Changling Land War" as a support soldier. He helped found the Griffon Kingdom and gave Saddlearabia water. "PJ! Open the portal to ape land!" said a floating head. I held giant Windago-like creatures, that were once my brother's music students, in a magical grip. Jake was knocked out cold while this was going on, I can't stomach killing him- even though he can return good as new a few hooves away. The voice's power was weak from neutralizing most of the Siren's power and boosting mine. Out of all the spells this voice has taught me, this is the one true unicorn magic I was capable of with slight ease- teleportation. If I can picture this dimention once again, I could cast them away into the void. Our once trusted friends and almost sisters were about to be banished to a dark world with no magic. A world with a ton of stupidity and iPhones with taco cats on them. "But what about you?!!!" I called out. "I shalt always be with you. Just keep my teachings to mind and thy memories to heart!" "Goodbye Master Starswirl!!!" "STARSWIRL?!" "WHAT?!" "For realsies? Where?!" I walked up to the Starswirl section of the library, I grabbed a scroll from nearby. I don't care what I learn, its my mentor's teachings I'm reading. I sat next to a brown stallion with an hourglass mark he too was reading a Starswirl scroll. "These ponies and their crude time travel... Wish I can keep it, but Twilight will need it..." "Don't mind me, just reading in a quiet library." "hm? Oh, sorry about that squire... is it squire?" he said without lowering his scroll. "Whatever... sorry. I'm just out of it since living in the area. ... Have I met you somewhere?" I asked. He stopped and looked my hooves then gasped. "You're the box hooves pony! I guess rumor here is true, well some." "Yeah word travels faster than time around here." I said, pointing at his mark. Puns are hard to make to be honest, they take time.
The Blue Box"Thy terror is upon us, Iron one!" "Thor if you tell me 'we must stop thee' again, I will reply with the usual reply. But maybe Cap should inform you." "We are paper. A drawing a loner made, he isn't even done with Hulk!" "hghgjgygyfddtesredgkgiujoi;jkjh!!!" "I can't even draw pony Avengers! How am I supposed to learn this spell if I can't draw?!" I cried. I tossed my feather with it going nowhere but down. My name is Box and I am tired. I have a pencil cutiemark, A PENCIL!! I found a scroll last week about bringing drawings to life, I brought three to life as far as moving on paper, but I decided to scrap my work once I saw my scribble Hulk. A knock was at my door and I responded with 'you may enter'. "Hello Box Hooves. *looks around* Did a pegasus crash in here?" My chamber was a mess, yesterday I accidentally brought paper to life as a monster and had to burn it. I spawned my wings soon after to air out the smoke, Celestia being here just made the moment tense and embarrassing. I was expecting a brown pony I met almost a month ago to arrive, as you can tell we became friends. "H- hello princess, what's up... er... what is the occasion?" "I wanted to see how you've been-" she was cut of by a screeching and wheezing noise outside followed by the hoof beat of a dashing pony. *entering the room* "Am I late? Oh hi princess. !!! P-princess!" the brown stallion reacted to Celestia's presents with a quick awkward bow. "Oh hello. Are you a friend of Box's?" "Yes! Time Turner, your majesty." he bows again with that weird posture he had. I tilted my head and lifted my hoof in curiosity asked, "Wait, didn't you tell me your name was the Do-" "Box! Sorry. Anyway royalty is here so, I you please, call me Time Turner... or Timey. This my actual name, used only for formalities like a meeting or a beautiful princess whom we shouldn't ignore!" Celestia puts a wing to his shoulder, her face showed slight disappointment, replying, "No no! If you have plans I won't interrupt them..." "Wait, you don't have to go now!" "I have all the time in the world, hence my name. We can start off with whatever you want to do, if you don't mind the intrusion." Celestia's ears perked up once he finished, we spent that day having tea and talking about history and adventures.
Of Lords and Ladies... and Mew Two, OMG!!!Author's Note I decided to finish this before it was 100% canceled. Oh and pokemon is cannon so why not add 'em? Of Lords and Ladies... and Mew Two, OMG!!! I spent a few years preventing the execution of our favorite solar monarch inside the Castle of the Pony Sisters. Waves upon waves of ponies came through the doors: assassins, a brave civilian, a foolish civilian, griffons- you name it. They never came through. I had superior tactics. Stab, run, stab and slash, run, hide, cry, use magic, fly away, and so on. That was until Clover the Cleaver's little son came in with a friggin' Mew Two! Mew Two held Celestia as I faced off with him in my Pegasus form. "Damn it, Gary, what're you doing?!" I questioned. He laughed his young butt off before responding, "Isn't it obvious? The nation is hungry and she is doing nothing about it!" "That's because she is too busy and my food can not be given out fast and far enough!" "You have food? Where?" I shook my hoof, a potato materialized and I tossed it to him. Bad idea. "My Rattat dies of malnutrition and you of all ponies could've saved him!" His horned glowed blue, which then grew surrounding him in his magic-aura. "Don't do this! The war is driving everyone apart and everyone claims that I could replace Celestia! I'm not a god!" "You're right... Because, I should rule Equestria!" I shifted into my Pegacorn form, throwing him off guard. I let out a breath, "Not an alicorn. No earth pony in me, just unicorn and the obvious." Mew Two 'said'. His pokeball shattered from next to Gary as purple aura surrounded him and Celestia's neck, choking her. "Go, Blastoise! Hydropump!" Gary summoned a huge tortoise with two tank cannons protruding from his shell, firing a stream of pressurized water at the psychic. I galloped right next to him, "Yeah, give the ultimate magic user water- wait! The well dried up and yet you have water!" "Sh- shut up!" "At least I tried to give food!" I flew head first into Mew Two, who countered with a wall of ice. Thanks Gary! Oh, and it looks like Gary is partially frozen. Using my own pokemob, Ditto, I copied myself as a Rapidash. "Oh, hello, Gary! Do you think I look... hot? hehe" my Ditto "Boo" said, nudging Gary. I've made a terrible mistake. Boo is an amazing magic user and "copy cat" that is never serious... even when Nightmare Moon was banished. It just hopped around Celestia as Nightmare Moon, causing her to cry nonstop every time it entered the room. That is until I caught him. Boo burned us out of our ice prison before being hit by a chunk of ice. For the first time in my life... Boo looked mad. "Oh, its you. The perfect sample! Boo will watch you burn in tartarus!!!" the words filled with venom as Boo unleashed Starswirl's own "star blaze" attack. Millions of mini meteors were shot at MT, who dropped Celestia in order to block the sudden attack. The three of us were forced to run as the castle became more unsafe... Years later, a memorial for Boo was made in his service for saving the princess and her adopted brother Box as well as an unnamed pony with a turtle. Gary was now a teen about my height asked, "Are you sure, you're not a god?" "No. I'm just an odd immortal pony with odd magic... and a royal big sister watching my back."
AloneAuthor's Note These are stories I've wrote. They will not be in red text. - Box. Alone Somewhere in, what will be Ponyville, weeks after Luna's banishment in a house on a hill lies a stallion on a crude couch filled with junk. Pat. Pat. Pop. Jake is gone. Pat. Pat. Pop. One of my few friends turned evil and is stuck on the moon. My name is PJ. There's been debate on my part as to why its my name. Pajamas or Pony Jake? None of those describe me. I'm a white stallion with a pencil cutie mark, for some reason. I have blue eyes, short red spiked mane and tail. I'm thinking of adding some yellow to it to turn a boring red into a fire-like color. Jake can't stop me now. Nopony can. I'm a "Mine Little Pony" or a "Minecraftian" Pony. With my Minecraftian mod powers I could make myself rich beyond belief... so why not? All I do is toss a ball at a wall and have it place itself inside my inventory. Celestia can't stop me. In fact, I'm talking as if I just ruled the world when all I'm doing is wasting space, collecting dust. Seriously, I have a collection of dust that look like a farm... or a zoo with headless giraffes. My fireplace is always lit by either me or a royal guard assigned to do it for me. She won't leave me alone, especially since Luna was banished. Her niece Cadence is still too young for conversation, but then again she's a helpless foal. Letter. To: PJ Please respond, I haven't heard from you in months. The guard tells me you still live here and I know you can't die so please! You're not out of paper are you? End Letter. Silly mare, I do have paper. If I respond to you, one of my airplanes will never fly again. Then again... one time won't hurt, will it?
Fresh Not Prince of Bel Where?Every morning is something new. Mondays are something I like to call "Sun butt Smash" where P.C. is in almost endless rage. Tuesdays are "Talk to Box about ANYTHING day" she will hide everything Luna and talk to me about whatever makes little fillies fall asleep like economy and how hard it is to move both the sun and moon. "Weeping Wednesdays" are full of tears and "woa is me". Thursdays and Fridays are normal days where I can actually leave the castle without a princess watching me. Saturdays involves me being with her everywhere instead of her hunting me down. Don't go outside on Sundays. Let's keep it as that. Until one Wednesday, I stallioned up. "...and and... We would ban alcohol so no one could drink the stuff and everyone could have... Ice cream. It was an honor having me at an ice cream parlor!" she said pushing her cake away. "Hold on, this place has ice cream?! Tia, honey. Get a grip." I said, finishing my SLICE of cake. "Wha... What?" "I understand you need a pony to be with you during the dark times, but I have a life! Sure I was brooding, but being with you made me realize life is a thing to live! I will continue to visit no matter what whether be every day or not depends. We can cry about what's been done or we can suck it up and pretend the world is perfect... Dear Princess, what I've learned today is friends will always have our back no matter where they're at. We must stay strong and look to the future. Your faithful friend, Box has spoken." "Can you repeat the 'Dear Princess' part?" "Dear Princess, what I learned today is friends have our backs no matter the distance?" "Not exact, but I think you're on to something! I can create a school for the gifted in the world and have one of them as my personal student! If they are alone I can assign friends for them and request friendship reports... Starting with 'Dear Princess' and end with 'Your faithful student... Twilight Sparkle' yeah... I can see it now!" "Twilight?" "I don't think there's a pony named Twilight, but it would be amazing if one exists." "Doubt it. Not in a thousand years will you get that coincidence, but wishes can be made on stars."
Alone againCalenders exist now... And so do clocks. Its been some years... um... Tia holds a grudge. I forgot how to control my powers so instead of instantly eating a slice of cake I ate a fourth of a regular sized cake translating to all of Celestia's cake rations being a small cake. I got a letter today that I might get drafted for a war, but if I leave then who will feed the civilians? Food is scarce and everypony is trying to look for Jake's iron ax. Little do they know where the bread comes from. I must protect his- my ax from anyone who wants to abuse it. I guess I can call this February 10, 0008 A.B. (After Banishment). We are a week into the "Tri-War" and its been getting bad. My form is always earth pony so that I can live with the farmers. Pegasi stopped giving the ground rain and unicorns are attacking the sky, while we are in the cross-hairs. They starved until I got out the axe and started eliminating county hunger with a food drive of bread, carrots, and apples. My nickname in town, Sunny Plains, is 'the Giving One' or 'Mr. All Miracle'. Since then I've started calling my iron ax "The All Giver". March 3, 0008 A.B. I discovered that I can use the All Giver's power inside my inventory, ponies tried to make me their king and I refused. There was a rumor of Celestia making cake in her castle for herself and said "Let them eat cake!" In reality it was a plot to overthrow Celestia and put me in charge. "Ya know? I'm just going to give up." I said on a wooden chair / "my throne" with a metal ring on my head. Fun fact: These ponies around me never listened to me until now. "What was that, sire?" a purple mare asked from nearby. They paraded me all over while I dropped food for the masses with a wave of my hoof. "Wait. Did you just respond to me?" I said as I sat up while tossing a carrot behind me. "..." "No! No! Please respond!" "Yes my lord. Why are you giving up? I mean, what are we doing wrong?" she asked turning from eye contact. "THAT! I never asked to be royalty! Last I checked I was being told not to transform into nothing, but an earth pony." I untucked my hind legs and lied on my belly, kicking apples behind me as the conversation starts. "Transform?" she regained eye contact with me. To show proof I became a flying unicorn, not to be confused with an alicorn which is three races instead of a race with a second race mutation. It made matters worse for me because now everyone is shouting, "ALICORN ALICORN!"
