The narrator

Trains are rather odd if you really think about it. They're like bikes, but much faster but at the cost of choosing your exact direction. There is a high risk of it tipping over or crashing yet no one seems to care. They all flock to it for convenience. The train car I'm on is rather full but there are a few seats left. Looking around I see many intriguing characters on this ride. Once I focus on a person their book rises above the others so it's rather easy to find their info.

The first person I spot is an older looking librarian (according to her name tag). Reaching inside my suit jacket I pull out a book. Opening it I learn she is the head librarian at Canterlot Library. She was there when Nightmare Moon was banished and saw Luna return to the castle. Skimming through a few more pages there is only information about her family's life. Shutting the book I put it back in my suit whith the millions of other stories.

Next I look toward a pony that's dressed fancier than me and is looking down on everyone. Her name is Spoiled Rich and she lives in the town I arrived at. Apparently some heros live there but have been gone for a few days now. The book states that she and most other nobility are hiding lots of things from the public. They all seem to have major egos so it shouldn't be hard to convince them to act. After all I am no fighter, I am merely the messenger here.

Taking out a quill I begin to lay my own groundwork.

She looks toward the back of the train and notices an intriguing stallion. Her gut is telling her he would be a good pawn to have.

But she couldn't do anything for now with so many ponys around. All she could do was watch an see.

Fuck. Let me have something! I can't pull my strings if you keep messing with my puppets! *Sigh*. He's probably not even listening. Well at least he didn't outright negate my input.

There are a couple other intriguing ponys but their stories added only general knowledge. I am in one of many stories about my little pony which explains my looks. There are many different important characters which is rather good for me. All I need to do is kill one of them and the story will fall apart.

Moving to the carts up ahead I see nothing but civilians until I reach the first cart. There was a white unicorn with blue hair wearing a full set of armor. When looking into his book I learn some important things. This unicorn in shining armor is captain of the royal guard. He's dating the niece of royalty, Cadence. He is arrogant to an extent and believes he has earned the right to be a little arrogant. Learning the guards shifts would be useless at the moment. But he will be a good test subject, so once again I use my quill.

He is arrogant to an extent and believes he's earned the right to a little arrogance

Ha! So you can't do much if it's direct. I'll have to keep that in mind. He is looking around at everyone like they are insects beneath his feet. The author is not attempting any damage control which worries me a little bit. Maybe he doesn't matter or he's unable to fix him. Questions seem to like piling up and answers don't like to be seen. Looking out the window we have thirty minutes or so left so more tests can be made.

Moving back into the second cart I sit down across a married couple. They are just looking into each others eyes with love blooming between them. Pulling out there book I start to cause some friction.

Looking into his eyes I remember Cosmos. His ex boyfriend has kept in contact with him. No. He wouldn't do that to me. We are in love. My money means nothing to him . . . Wait. What if he's just gay and using me for my money. That son of a bitch. Looking into his eyes the love we shared somehow feels tainted. No. I just can't. I cannot live like this. I will always wondering if you are seeing Cosmos behind my back.

Shutting the book I look up at them. Her eyes are no longer full of love. There's just a growing jealousy and anger. She pulls her hand back and slaps him and turns away. The man is desperately trying to talk to her but she just ignores him.

He asks her desperately if they could at least see Cadence about this. He is practically crying at this point begging her to give him a chance to fix what he did wrong. She looks at him and a tiny spark of love makes her agree begrudgingly

How interesting. It seems that anything I do, he will try to negate it. But what about the guard? Maybe he's just playing the long game. That's the only thing that makes sense. But now I know he can't stop me narrating, but he can try and fix it. I'll have to be smart about how I narrate my puppets so it will be hard to reverse. But looking out the window it seems this exchange took around twenty minutes. Not much time but just enough for one more test. But what to do, what to do....

Moving to the next cart I use the ladder on the side to get on the top of it. Looking around I see that we are going to make a right turn soon. I open the conductors book.

While making my average ride to Canterlot I try and slow down for the upcoming turn. I grab the speed gage but the lever breaks. I'm panicking because at this speed the turn will throw the train off the tracks. In a desperate attempt to stop the train I try the brakes but nothing seems to work. Opening the panel some mice got in and were chewing up the wires. now all I can do is brace myself

Let's see if that was specific enough to get the action I desire. By the looks of it I'm going to get my way and the train will tip. I do not see the author trying to stop me which has me a little on edge. But there's nothing I can do now but watch.

The train starts to tip as it makes the turn and passengers begin to panic. But the magnetic magic connecting the wheels to the track is strong enough to keep it from going over.

Damn it! Ok, so I can bend the rules or twist things but he's just making up bullshit. But I have to remember that he wants this to be entertaining so he can't always do this. But that gives me enough information for now. Going back down the ladder I walk back into my cart. I sit back down in the seat I started in, letting my mind process all of this. Well I might as well not bring any more attention to myself. Pulling out a book about the train I do my thing.

This train has had a lot of paranormal activity happening. Conductors forgetting what they are doing here. Passengers that change so drastically that they basically became a new person. But the worst of all is that the train desires to lean, never tipping but almost.

That should do the trick if anyone looks into this or asks about it. It should make it so that little bit of information will work it's way around like a rumor with no reason to deny it. There's no way to confirm it. If they do research they won't be able to find it. But there are so many books to look into there's no point in looking if you think you have the answer. I might have to deny being on this train or at least pretend I am as shocked as everyone else in order to hide my involvement with this.

By now the conductor remembers the emergency break and we start to slow down. We are just about there. I can see the city up close now and I must say I'm not impressed. I've narrated better looking castles then this. But this must be their epitome of beauty because everyone won't stop staring at it. Oh well, that's not any of my concern. I start to head toward the doors while everyone gathers what they brought. When we come to a complete stop the doors open and the sun blinds me. After my eyes adjust to the light I look at this extravagant city and start making my way in. Moving to the side, I close my eyes and take a moment to think of what to do next.