"Urggh! Who thought games that need a Canternet connection to run was a good idea?"

I lay there, looking at the ceiling, somewhat frustrated. As I'd mentioned previously, I had loaded some games onto my phone to pass the time if I got bored, but my plan had hit something of a snag.

Where I usually live, we have Canternet all the time. It's a really handy thing to connect to as that way you avoid burning through large amounts of data. But I'd run into a problem.

Quite a lot of mobile games need an Canternet connection to run, as clearly the developers had never anticipated a situation where a phone is out of range of a tower.

This meant none of my games would run. And I couldn't get data either!

I put the phone and groaned on my back. "I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO bored!"

Having nothing to do sucked. I couldn't check my socials and find out what was going on, I couldn't post any updates, and I had no real way of figuring out how to get connected. I had considered asking Sunny if she wanted to play Dare the Mare, but she was too busy with her nose in a book.

And before you ask, I find reading off a screen much easier than from a page. Besides, digital books don't need you to chop trees down to process them. I'd just forgotten to load any onto my eBook app.

Misty was downstairs, doing something else, so I needed to do something. I shifted my wings and groaned. Urgh. Some of the feathers were a bit messed up, so I needed to sort that out. I hopped down from the upper level of the house and stopped, moving Izzy's table out of the way. I needed plenty of space to get these sorted out. Wing cramp's never fun, as I'm sure you know.

I rolled a large mirror in front of me and extended my left wing first. I grabbed a brush and began to neatly adjust the feathers. Just because mine are super fluffy doesn't mean you can't use the same techniques to get them in order. Which is what I wanted to do.

Just then, Misty arrived. "This is a kitchen, right?"

Yes. I didn't think it was anything else. I replied to her, without turning my head, given I could see her eyes in the mirror.

"It's also the only space with a big enough mirror to allow me to set my feathers properly, considering the amount of fluff on these things!" I said, fiddling with the feathers a bit more. "I gotta keep looking my best, after all."

Misty then vanished, and I was left to my own devices. Truth be told I had a lot going on in my mind. This lack of supplies Izzy referred to was threatening to throw our entire plan in the works of getting magic back?

I mean, I don't know a huge amount about army stuff, but I'm pretty certain that dropping big nasty weapons onto places ends badly, right? I needed to be careful and move stealthily. After all, what if he had spies down here after all?

It was just as I finished with the mirror that I rolled it away, and put the wings back to their usual position. "There! Much better!"

I then had a brilliant idea. If Zipp was here, she'd no doubt be off on her way to learn about the local area, and gather as much intel as she could on the situation.

Perhaps I could pretend to do her job and find out what I could? After all, it would save her time! I popped upstairs to try and find some things I could use to disguise myself. Mom always has a disguise for when she wants to go incognito, so I figured I'd try the same sort of thing.

I slapped some sunglasses on my face, then added a maneband to push my mane down. I then rummaged through a closet and found what looked to be a dress. I tried it on, but found it had a rather awkward bulge where my wings were.

It also made me look fat, so that wasn't an option. I tossed it aside and decided trying to be as stealthy as possible was the way to go. I snuck downstairs and slipped out of the door, before closing it behind me. Time to see just how sneaky I could be. Was I much sneaky? Medium sneaky? Or low sneaky? Time to find out.

I had a fair bit of luck sneaking about outside. Unicorns weren't hugely aware of their surroundings and appeared to only have forward vision, so staying behind them wasn't too tough. I snuck behind a tree and overheard a conversation.

"Any news from the council?" asked one unicorn.

"Not much yet," said another. "We need to finish discussing the main idea before we send it up to the committee?"

"What about the Orange juice law?" asked another. "That's not going to be popular here."

"We'll probably veto that one," said the second unicorn. "The committee seem to have this odd fixation with orange juice. I know orange growers need to make money, but Bridlewood unicorns have drunk apple for breakfast since time immemorial. At least that crazy unicorn is elsewhere right now, and not bothering us. I did notice something weird, mind. On that slip she gave me she wrote the day first. Doesn't she know it's the month first around here?"

Interesting. So not only do they write the month first on their dates, they have a system like Switzerland? Switzerland, as you probably don't know, is a country in a place called Europe. It's basically made up of lots of little states with a federal government at the top. The top layer is a council of seven with a parliament below them. But each of the individual states, called cantons, have the power to overturn legislation by popular vote. It's an interesting idea, unlike top down pegasus government.

Oopsie. Probably shouldn't be talking politics as a princess. We are supposed to be impartial.

So, that was interesting. On my way home, I overheard some voices.

"I needed to talk to you. About yesterday, and other stuff."

OK, that was Sprout. Interesting. I wasn't quite sure what he was doing out here, but OK.

"OK. What about it?"

That was Misty. Was something going on? I hid behind another bush to try and spot what was going on. They were both looking at each other, and Sprout was blushing so hard! It was adorbs!

"OK, time to stop beating around the bush. Err, you see, well, it's that..." Sprout seemed to stop, as if he was having incredible difficulty getting the words out. "Misty, I have a crush on you."

I had to suppress a squee at that. As you probably know I enjoy romance novels amongst other things, and kinda plan on getting my own special somepony someday. As I watched, it was like a scene from one of those stories playing out.

"Sorry, could you repeat that? I'm not quite sure I caught it the first time."

This was so cute! Two lovers, admitting their feelings to one another for the first ever time! And they were different species, which only amplifies the cuteness. If two ponies from different tribes could truly love each other, this made things so much easier!

Sprout then repeated himself, and Misty seemed to simply stare off into space. It reminded me of what I'd said to her back in the gardens. Every bread does have its cheese, and it seems they had found it.

After talking a bit more, they decided to head back indoors with each other, so I followed a distance away to avoid disturbing them. I hid in a bush and waited for them to stop, and took my chance as they sat and talked. I climbed up into the house and closed the window behind me, and then dropped down into the house. I trotted along slowly, and saw Sunny watching out of the window.

Her eyes were aglow at the scene too! This was just too good! Seeing two ponies just happy for one another is something that always warms my heart, and we can always do with some more love in this world.

I hid upstairs and tried to clean up the mess I'd made earlier from the clothes. Hopefully Izzy wouldn't notice.

Once I was done with that, I pulled my phone out and sighed. Still nothing. I idly looked through the numbers, looking forward to the day I could add Sunny, Izzy, Hitch, and Misty. And based on the way things were going probably Sprout too.

I sighed. Perhaps I should try hanging out with Hitch a bit more. After all, he must awfully lonely being one of the two males of the group.

I hopped out of bed to find him. Perhaps some ice cream would lure him out.

Author's Note

Another day, another chapter for this week's leg for of Pipp. =3