All Of Creation

All Of Creation

Chapter One: The Disasterpiece

Seafoam bolted up from the cloud upon hearing the voice. Still half-asleep, his hoof kicked its way through the cloud, causing it to dissipate, and him to have a rather unwelcome encounter with the floor. Rolling over, he craned his neck upwards to see the figure above.

“*Snicker* Oh, that’s my little klutz, all right.”

“Frosty! You’re here! I knew you would make it back safe!”
Seafoam scrambled to his hooves and lunged toward his stallion, wrapping his forelegs around his neck.

“Whoa, easy there, bud! Not that I mind the affection, but I’m still a little stiff from the trip!”
Seafoam ended their embrace upon hearing this, laughing a bit at his own anxiety.

“Wait a minute... Frosty, how did I get back to the house? When I went to bed, I was still up in the sky above the water! *Gasp* Oh no, was I sleepflying, again! I was sleepflying, wasn’t I? The last time I did that, Miss Sugarplum scolded me for dropping her dog down the chimney! I still think she’s a little bit mad at me for that, maybe I should go and do someth...”
Frostbite raised his hoof up against Seafoam’s jabbering mouth, shaking his head with a knowing grin on his face.

“I had one of the pegasi in my crew come bring your cloud in. When they found you, you were laying on your back, all fours splayed out all over the place! I'm glad they brought you down like that; you should have seen yourself!”
Seafoam’s muzzle turned bright red at those words. The awkward silence shut both of their mouths tight.

“So... Do you want me to make breakfast? I learned a tasty haycakes recipe when Cobalt visited the other day, and I know that you’d just love it!” Seafoam said, leaning in slightly towards Frostbite.

“Maybe some other time. Right now, I’ve got something really great to show you, so let’s go! Come on, you have to see this, it’s a total wreck!”
Frostbite maneuvered around him and swiftly cantered towards the door.

“Well, come on! Daylight’s burning, and time waits for no pony!” Frostbite yelled, his voice trailing away as he continued down the outside path.
Seafoam stood around for a second, momentarily stunned by his love’s eagerness to leave. Turning around, it seemed that he had already cleared the mailbox, and was galloping down the main road to the harbor.

"He can't stand to stick around for even one second..." Seafoam uttered to himself.
With a defeated sigh, he flew out the door, giving chase to the pony already quickly disappearing down the winding mile-long road.

The sensations of morning were staging their daily theatre, even just barely after the crack of dawn under the cozy consolidated cloud cover above. Seafoam took a long whiff of the sterile, brisk air as he flew down the trail towards the waters. He could see the town in the distance, already beginning to stir. It was a fine little town, and Seafoam was proud to call it his home. Hippocampus itself was nothing special; a little hamlet nestled in between the confines of the northernmost end of the Himaneigha mountain range, overlooking the sparkling Blinding Veil Sea. Its only real claim to fame was that it is one of the few operating naval ports on the northern shore of the continent that hadn’t yet been commandeered by the Griffin Kingdom. There was a small city and a smattering of other towns further inland, but Hippocampus was the conduit through which all the ponies arrived. Why the royal sisters decided to hang on to the isolated chunk of ice and earth is anyone’s guess, but as long it gave the town purpose, and more importantly, business, Seafoam didn’t pay it much mind. All that mattered was that it was there, and was serving its purpose.

Frostbite stopped when he reached the bend that lead to the port, stamping his hooves impatiently as he waited for Seafoam to catch up. Sensing his haste, Seafoam flapped his wings faster to catch up.

“There’s my sweet little steed! What kept you, Foamy?”

“Don’t worry about it. So, what is it we’re going to see exactly? I think you left before telling me.”

“Be patient, we’re almost there! It’s just great news!”
As the two rounded the last cliff together, Seafoam looked toward the harbor, and saw only one ship in the docks. One ship, battered, broken, and busted beyond belief. Leaning against the pier as it was parked in the port, it was an absolute wonder how the now-jumbled hunk of wood was still floating.

“Sweet merciful Luna! What happened to your ship, Frostbite?”
Seafoam stood there, flabbergasted at the scant remains of the HMS Solaris. The hull seemed to have taken the biggest beating overall; patched holes and broken beams littered the fore and starboard, continuing up onto the deck, crunched inward He had to do a double-take just to make sure Frostbite was really alive, and not a ghost, dream, zombie, or whatever else shouldn’t exist but still made more sense than this.

“Well, it's a funny story, I'll tell you that! It all started when we were scouting out the west Antleric Ocean. Just a few hours after leaving Hosstralia, this huge kraken just came out of nowhere and attacked the Solaris! We tried to sail away from it as fast as we could, and the unicorns gave it their all to make a force field around the ship, but the beast broke through, and lambasted every last pony in my crew, knocking us out cold! We drifted around at sea for hours and hours. It was well past nightfall by the time we woke up, and we found ourselves sitting on a sandbar out in front of land! You know what this means, right?” Frostbite said, vaguely miming the whole ordeal, with a grin on his face so wide it nearly bust out both sides of his face.

“No! No I don’t! It sounds awful and horrible and like you almost got killed!”
Frostbite let out a somewhat miffed harummph and shot a quick glare before he continued speaking.

“Really? Come on, we were stuck near the shore...”

“I’m well aware!” Seafoam shouted, face frozen in utter shock.

“With no idea where we were...”

“Excatly!”

“Staring at a landmass that our cartographer confirmed was not found on any map known to ponykind...”

Seafoam just stood there, too dumbfounded to even formulate a coherent response.

“Do I have to spell it out for you? It means that there’s land out there! Beyond Vaporia! Beyond Heliopolis! I have no idea what it is, but it’s there, Foamy! SOMETHING is there! Nopony has ever dared to venture out that far into uncharted waters and lived to talk about it!”
Those last words sent a shiver down Seafoam’s spine, and embedded a lump firmly in his throat. Frostbite didn’t seem to notice, however, as he still continued talking.

“We would have stuck around to explore, but most of the crew was in pretty rough shape. So, we high-tailed it back to Hosstralia, and got everypony all patched up. We would have done the same for our ship, but apparently, nopony in the entire port town even knew where to start fixing a ship as fine as mine! They’re all hack mechanics, I tell ya! Shouldn’t have even let them touch my beauty!” Frostbite boasted as the rear mast of the Solaris fell backwards into the water.

“We were able to jury-rig the old girl until we pulled into harbor back home. But, these are all just battle scars, as far as I’m concerned! All of it’s proof that we ragtag bunch of sailors found something that nopony may have ever seen with their own two eyes! Sure, the Solaris is out of commission for a while, but as soon as it’s up and running again, we can go back and find out just what’s there! Isn’t that great news?”
Seafoam cringed, trying to think of the right words to express his discomfort.

“I think... well, I’m really happy for you, sweetie. It sounds like you’re on to something... important.” Seafoam said, glancing back at the shipwreck as another plank fell off the hull.

“Judging by the damage, we’ll be stuck in port for at least two months, almost definitely more, for repairs. But, hey, it’s not like that land is going anywhere, now is it?”
It was this that made Seafoam’s face lit up like a lightbulb.

“Two months?”

“Yep, sure seems that way. Any less, and we'd have a sloppy rush job on our hooves.”

“We get to be together for at least two whole months?!”

“Heh, I’m pretty sure I can tell where this is going.”

The blue pegasus shouted in joy as he flew up into the air swooped and spun around his love, flying like a dazed, drunken sparrow. All the while cheering and laughing like there was nopony else around to hear it. Frostbite couldn’t help but chuckle at his reaction. At the end of his spirited bout of fluttering through the air, Seafoam dove back down to Frostbite’s level, and wrapped his forelegs around his body, and began to flap his wings vigorously, lifting the two up and off the Earth. The two flew up higher and higher, until they could see the hilltops towering over the town below. Frostbite beheld the rare sight of the town, the ocean, and the mountains, all the while comforted by Seafoam’s tight embrace. Seeing the world from so far above was a treat that few earth ponies were ever granted. He gave it its due undivided attention, drinking in its intoxicating splendor. This is the world he sought to explore, to know, and to love. The world that invited him into the vast unknown, driven by the desire to learn. He was awoken from his reverent trance by a nuzzling sensation on his neck. He looked down to see his stallion resting against his neck, lifting his head back up so they were both staring into each other’s eyes. It was then that Seafoam leaned forward, and pushed his muzzle up against his. The two ponies shared a sensual, deep kiss, eyes shut once more. Time did not dare to interfere in their loving moment; in their minds, it lasted for an eternity and then some. As the two continued to lock their lips, Frostbite felt a tear from his partner touch his nose. Touching, but not completely unexpected, given the pony in question. Then, another teardrop hit is head. Another icy cold teardrop followed. Frostbite opened his eyes to see the teardrops falling from the clouds in the sky!

“Oh, no! That’s right, there was supposed to be a storm today! I completely forgot!” Seafoam said as he broke away from the kiss. The two stallions looked at each other once more. The rain continued to fall, and a snicker escaped Frostbite’s mouth. Seafoam responded in turn with his own giggle, a verbal volley that continued until both of them were cracking up, soaked in the freezing rain, floating high above the cove.

“Come on, let’s head back home. Those haycakes you mentioned earlier would really hit the spot.” Frostbite said with a contented air.
Seafoam nodded in agreement, and the two lowered back down to the ground, galloping back the winding, muddy path to home.