The Voices (In My Head Again)

With Luna in the night court and Celestia in her chambers, there really isn’t much for Sketch to do after his bathroom break. He begins to look through his pockets and finds he still has his phone.

“I wonder if it still has a charge…” Sketch looks at the little battery icon and it shows that it is still charging yet it isn’t plugged into anything. “Weird… And I’m talking to myself again, great, don’t wanna go back down that road.”

“What road?” Celestia asks as she appears behind him.

“Nothing important, but why are you awake? Shouldn’t you be in bed resting for your long day of work tomorrow?”

“Yes, but I think I should get to know you a little better before I let you get too close to my little sister.”

“Why is that?”

“Because I care for her.”

“I get it, what do you want to know?”

“What are your intentions with my sister?”

“To get to know her since I might be stuck here for a while and maybe be friends.”

“I think you have already accomplished that one Sketch.”

“Sweet.”

“My next question is how did you get here?”

“Like you, I have no idea how I arrived here. All I know is I met a Q cosplayer, got a picture with him and… wait, what’s this?” Sketch says as he digs out the picture of Q where it shows the Q cosplayer and him in the picture, but the mask is signed… “Wait, do you have your own version of Q here?”

“Who is Q?”

“A character from one of my favorite shows who is a bit of a mischievous character and a bit random at times and is pretty much omnipotent”

“Wait...You say this character is omnipotent and a bit of a trouble maker?”

“Yeah, then after I met him I saved someone and got crushed by a stage light.”

“Hmmm, I don’t know if what I’m thinking is correct but I suggest you make your way to Twilight Sparkle’s castle in Ponyville and begin study on how we can get you home, unless that would end with you still being under the light fixture. If that is the case I am sure you will be more than welcome to stay here so long as you don’t cause any trouble.”

“That shouldn't be a problem. But if I may make a request of you?”

“Go on.” At this , Sketch walks over to her right side and whispers in her ear. “That serious huh?” At this Sketch nods.”fifty seven days? Okay, thank you for the warning.”

“No problem, I just don’t want to cause any trouble.”

“Understood, we will cross this bridge when the time comes.”

“Thank you.”

“Now to get you to ponyville, you will be flown there via chariot by a few guards in the morning, is that okay?”

“I guess, just get me a cup of coffee before we go so I can be awake when I meet her? And by awake I mean fully awake not drowsy and half awake, you know?”

“I understand, well off to bed with you, you need to be up in eight hours.”

“Got it. Good night princess Celestia.”

“Good night, Sketch.” And with that, the two part ways and Sketch, for once, remembers where his room is this time and heads off to bed. Sadly all he could do is stare at the canopy of the bed for eight hours running everything over in his mind. Is all of this real? Is he real? Is any of this really happening? Is this a dream? All the thoughts rush in as he lays awake in silence. As the moon sets and the sun rises a loud knock.

“Who is it?” Sketch calls out as he sits up in bed, tired as heck and somewhat awake.

“Your chariot awaits you, sir!” A male voice calls out.

“Ah, yeah…*Yawn* Let’s get to it shall we?” Sketch says as he gets out of bed and walks to the door. As he does a guard opens it up and leads Sketch down the corridors to the awaiting chariot with two pegasi manning it. “So, any inflight snacks?”

“No, we like to keep the chariots clean.” One of the guards says a bit too seriously.

“Okay, so Imma just gonna *Yawn* Sit here while you guys fly me there, is that okay?” The guards all look at each other and nod in unison, seriously, do these guys have to be that well trained that they have to do everything in unison?

As the chariot takes off Sketch falls asleep in the chariot, as uncomfortable as it may be.

“So, you really think it’s okay to let him go to Ponyville unsupervised?” Luna asks Celestia.

“Twilight should be able to handle him, and if not, I already have something in mind,” Celestia says.

“Do tell.” Luna says as Celestia whispers in her ear, Luna’s expression changes from one of curiosity to one of concern.” And you let him leave? What are you planning sister?And why didn't he tell me?”

“To see if Twilight can get him home safe and sound before it comes to that. Also, he did not want to divulge something so personally right after meeting you, he didn't want to scare you away.”

“I hope your trust isn’t misplaced as well as mine,” Luna says worriedly.

“As do I sister, as do I…” Is all Celestia says before the two sisters turn to head back into the castle so Luna can rest while Celestia deals with the never ending stream of problems her subjects have.