Chapter 1 - Beginning of Blizzard
I enjoyed the warmth of Celestias sun, as i standed on the emerald colored grassy hill, right above the village. I gazed at the beutiful sight of the place, wich holded some mediaval charm for itself and felt some delightful breeze against my face, carrying a sweet, delicate aroma of some baked goods, probably from Sugarcube Corner. On the back of my tall figure hunged a double-edged broadsword, concealed and strapped, an inseperable partner of mine, aside from my trusty pocket watch, which have been custom maded especially for me and
carries a styled "B" letter with some iceycles hanging down from it, engraved in its shiny gray surface, quite artistically, i must say.
I gone through many different adventures and dangers since i putted my feet in this quite delicate and alluring world, including i gotten
this scally new body of mine on the same time. Not that i have regret anything that is, and yes i have aquired a dragon body on my sudden
"drop in" issue and that a development compared to my old body, believe me. Aside the scaly body, i become taller and more muscular
than i was ever before, i gained claws that sharp enough to cut through the solid stone and acourse, the usual dragon set: scales so tough, it
can withstand more damage than (be it phisical or magical) a tank from my world could even hope for/even hot lava!/, they are snow white and
i have a double line of spines on my back in the same color, except their ends are like they were dipped in faint cyan blue paint.
I have also the usual dragonfire-breath too, if you can call a bright blue colored fire, what leaves not even ashes its targets, usual.
I rested my slitted, sky blue eyes on the place wich would be (hopefully) my new home: Ponyville...
I gulped audibly. As i said i have gone through many adventures, so i haved my share well from danger. I have been in the Badlands, and the Dragons Lair too freeing the local dragon clans from a flankheaded black dragons tyranny, (he haved some fancy name and a bunch of titles, but i dont remember what was it.) been in Gryphonia, ruled in the arenas battleground for a quite time, even has doed some exploring in Zebrafica and gained some fame for myself on my adventures and quests. Still i couldnt help, but to be a bit nervous about the hardest challenge, what this anthromorphonic ponies dominated world could raise against me, would be face to face to me. The breaker of the fourth wall, the sugar powered, pinkest pony ever.....
Pinkamena Diane Pie
-Thats Pinkie Pie for you, author!
-Sorry, Pinkie! But seriously, i dont wanted this to be a self-insertion story, you must understand, please! The Author
-No buts, mister! This is the second one in this month! You sleep on the couch tonight!
And dont even think to ship me with your OC!....
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Or at least, until you make properly with me! 'Looks at me with half lidded eyes and leaves the room with swaying her hips'
-Damn you you gorgeous flank Pinkie!(mumbles the Author inaudibly) Not to mention the other sexy parts, you pink...
-Flattery wont help you, silly-billy! ... But if you behave... maybe, just maybe, i will share the couch with you tonight...
I gulped again, as i summoned of my my courage, though i really dont know how will be my first encounter with her and her friends...
Maybe it was not a such a good idea...
