Inhale.
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Exhale.

She is your sister, you love her, you are complete and utterly calm.

"-PARTYTHENWHENTOMO-"

You are patient, you will not lose your patience, you didn't lose it while you were conquering the known world, nor when you realized you were being beaten by a fucking musician, and neither when you were trapped in an empty void for thousands of years, you certainly weren't going to lose it just because your sister wouldn't, shut, UP.

"HeyOctiareyouokayyoulooklikeyou'reholdinginafartorsomethingdoyouneedtousethebathroomyoucanusemineifyouwa-"

You sighed, while she lowered her volume her pace seemed to get even faster to compensate, at this rate, it would take at least an hour before she slowed down.

"Pinkamena." Thankfully she stopped -finally- and looked at me with a smile on her face.

"Yes, Octi?"

"Are you perhaps in charge of something for the celebration, food maybe?"

"Nah,that'sApplejack'sjobi'minchargeofthedecora*gasp*THEDECORATIONSohmygoshi'mgonnabelaterarity'sgonnamurderifymenicetoseeyouOctitalktoyoulaterbye."

Looking at the cloud of dust where my sister was standing just a second ago I shook my head and sighed.

She was proof of how much this life had changed me, the old me wouldn't have hesitated to blast her into dust, but this new life gave me a new perspective, new emotions, and new experiences.

Grogar, emperor of all, father of monsters, demon, was dead, only Octavio Igneous Pie remained.

Now to find Fancy Pants.

Carving marble was a delicate process, especially the initial scrapping of extra material, a hit too strong or in the wrong place could break the entire thing into pieces.

Now, looking at the schematics for Celestia's arch I realized that for something that big I would have to use a block of marble the size of my carriage, thankfully I had brought several smaller blocks of it, I would simply carve them into the appropriate size and stick them together with a mix of connectable segments and strong adhesive.

But before putting the whole thing together I would have to paint it, the golden paint that would give it that shiny metallic texture wasn't going to stick to something like marble but something like that could be fixed by using several layers of chalk paint first.

Plan set I started to set up my workplace, the place where the ceremony would be held was a small elevated platform made of stone brick in the main plaza.

I started by setting up a large tarp not only to make sure I didn't stain anything while painting but also to make sure any remains from the carving process weren't left behind, I would admit I was somewhat of a neat freak when it came to my work.

While most would spend several days just on the carving it took me only a couple of hours to finish most of them thanks to my talent, currently, I was working on the last piece, once finished I would start painting them.

"Excuse me."

'Hmm, three layers of the chalk paint should be good enough.'

"Excuse me, Miss?."

'Each layer should take a little over ten minutes to dry completely but I'll give them fifteen just to be sure.'

"Miss?."

'After I paint it gold it shouldn't take more than half an hour to dry, then it will be rea-' My thoughts were interrupted as I felt a tug on my tail.

Jumping slightly in place I resisted the urge to buck -didn't end well the last time- and spun around, coming face to face with a lavender unicorn mare.

POV Change.

Twilight's day hadn't been bad, per se, but it had certainly been different from her usual routine, and if there's something Twilight disliked was having her schedule ruined by unexpected events.

Being sent to some little town she never heard of to "oversee" the Summer Sun Celebration preparations didn't put her in a better mood, but at least she had Spike with her.

Then, when she arrived the first thing she had to deal with was some random mare taking one look at her and making the most dramatic gasp Twilight had ever heard before running off without saying a word, immediately after that particular situation she almost had one of her hooves torn off her body by some tall, muscular earth pony mare she had nice hindlegs, dealing with a horde of very enthusiastic and muscular earth ponies was quite mentally taxing for her.

Of course, what better way to rest her mind than a mud bath followed by a cold shower and a quick mane drying, right.

She swears to Faust if she had to deal with that athletic, fit, ANNOYING, yes, annoying, pegasus any time soon she couldn't be held responsible for any action she makes.

At least she had her mane fixed up, the only cost was getting a good look at that sizable flank almost having her insides crushed by a corset of all things.

The least annoying pony she had to deal with was a shy pegasus who was in charge of the music, nothing too crazy happened during that encounter besides some initial difficulty communicating with the very quiet pony, although the moment she saw Spike she seemed to light up her smile made her feel weird.

Now, she only had to check on whoever was in charge of procuring Celestia's arch, she found it a bit of a waste to make a new one every year but the kingdom's budget wasn't her problem if she was honest if what she read was right then Marquiss Fancy Pants had been the one chosen this time and had hired a professional artisan of some renown to build the arch.

Twilight didn't take too long to find them -her papers said the ceremony would be held in the main plaza- and when she did she stopped for a moment

Slightly shorter than her, with a light gray coat and mane, the mane itself was held up in a ponytail by a purple hairband which had a dark blue, almost black, feather hanging from it, other than that she also had a purple dress shirt and a yellow tie.

Unconsciously her eyes slid down the other mare's form, from a very well-kept mane, down a slender neck, and all the way down to her...

'Oh my'

Unfortunately for Twilight, her little "distraction" made her unable to hear Spike as he called out to the mare in question and after receiving no response for the third time he climbed down Twilight's back and walked towards the grey mare, giving her tail a light tug.

The fast movement the mare did as she spun around broke Twilight out of her staring and made her look up, locking eyes with the startled mare.

As the silence grew more and more awkward Twilight's brain was running a mile a second to try and come up with something to say, ultimately she shoved her hoof forward and said the first thing that came to mind.

"HI I'M TWILIGHT SPARKLE, NICE FLANK."
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"What." The "mare's" blank tone and distinctively male voice made Twilight's face burn up as she realized what she had screamed out for everyone around to hear.

This was the worst day ever.

Author's Note

So, ya.
Apparently my estimate I wrote on my blog was quite wrong, I underestimated how hard it would be to write again after a month without doing so.

Comment on any grammar mistakes I may have missed please.