Author's Note
My name is Fireflower and this is my twelveth My Little Pony Fanfic, using normal canon characters that is rated T for Teen; therefore, it is no clopfic whatsoever but it is my eleventh flashfic on this website: matter of fact, it took me about less than a day total to make this because it was for a contest y'all know of so to speak.
Anyways, I just want to state for the record My Little Pony, or rather Friendship Is Magic along with its setting and characters belong to Lauren Faust and Hasbro: of course, you'd already know about it since you'd been reading my stories for a long time so to speak of; speaking of which, this story is influenced by some brainrot parody so I'd like to apologize.
Enjoy it while you can 'cause I had to tone it down for the sake of the word count: seeing that it's there now, it was inevitable to come up with something to fill up a void in my mind all the same; in addition, the name of this chapter is so self–explanatory, it barely needs an explanation whatsoever.
Into The Office
Light in and of itself was capable of traveling to and from anywhere throughout the whole wide world rather almost instantaneously; in addition, it also was accompanied by warmth as well since it was the only way of how it’d worked out for all the aspects making up the very reality interchangeably. At the very least, its absolute presence alone had served to provide a sense of identity for all the corporeal dimensions; after all, the fact it can be seen by all of its lifeforms in general was good enough to serve as a provider for every single environment hither and yon the entire realm so to be speaking of. Now, it would seem just about anything and everything could be discovered almost immediately, irregardless of whatever importance and/or lack thereof, all thanks to a wholesome slew of colors painting them all in many different hues and shades crying out with life in every single emotion known of so far. Given the very situation at a hand, it was best to assume, for the most part, today was just about to start for many of them up and running about on all parts within their sphere of influence alone, already rotating upon its own axis at one set speed while revolving around another distant star at a different other.
In any case therein, it was about time to set the stage in essence, even though much of the work had been done by virtue of external homeostasis, constants and variables alike working together. The upper atmosphere had been colored in the brightest shades of the starriest sapphires, shining about, thanks to the golden sun completely illuminating it all with but powerful rays of photons. Traveling across the log horizon with these crashing skies were gentle breezes already carrying on various debris and scents composed of both light and heavy materials, known and unknown. An occasional howl carelessly whispered unintelligible dialogue yet it was unheard of overall, unaffecting both the sound barriers and lifeforms unready, unwilling, and/or unable to pick up. The topsoil and a few floras upon themselves had already gotten pushed and pulled alongside by the many shifting pathways, dancing roundabout rather safely at once without so much as a care. To say that loneliness was currently filling the deadened air simply served as an understatement even if a single grain of truth had taken root previously ever since their very conception prior.
Such was the case for one building in particular, a small castle standing up against the hills served as the balance between nature and progress: this was most exemplified by the watery surroundings within the otherwise landlocked terrain, especially with two stone paths, one long and another patterned. Even with several entrances provided and accommodated, the doorway in the middle of two cascades was of significant importance due to the figure above in the circular looking glass, a purple alicorn with darker tresses resting underneath the preceding lake where two equines of stone stood about as is.
Speaking of which, there was but a pink unicorn, closer to the figure outside, except brighter in comparison so to speak of no less: of the purplish scheme the former had possessed, a streak of turquoise was discovered within the mane and tail, cold yet sweet now; standing opposite in the environment was a glaucous griffin with a gilded beak matching both talons and underbelly too.
“Morning, Gallus… I’m so sorry to disturb you at this hour since it’s still early but can we talk, please…?” a soft soprano escaped into the range of the titular tenant in question whom had been trotting about here.
This had already earned a wince from the traveler in question as a simple tenor replied in kind, “any reason as to why, Miss Starlight…?”
“Just a simple interview: I’ll promise it won’t take up too much of your time; however, we need to get some things out the way…” the eponymous equine answered almost instantaneously as they were both standing nearby a wooden door with acrylic glass, “’sides, it’s about last Friday’s incident; I’m pretty sure you and your friends are involved in this, not that you’re in trouble yet.”
“So what’s up…?” said the glaucous griffin as he’d entered the room, a war between order and chaos walking back and forth.
It didn’t take much for the pink unicorn to take a seat behind the desk, right where both eyes finally met up with the likes of the guest, “to be honest, I shouldn’t take hearsay too seriously, especially in this day and age; after all, we happen to have a lot of things at our disposal to separate truth from lies: cameras, magic, even microscopes to speak. If we’d to believe everything we’d heard, then we’d probably still be too scared to face the world in its entirety: it wouldn’t matter if monsters and ghosts were real or not, even with all the evidence; everyone would out for themselves and Equestria would still be a wasteland, be if of ice and/or sand. I should know, because a friend of mine showed it to me but I have reason to believe that you and your friends, as well as hers, know that; on that note, this is rather serious indeed and if you have anything to do with it in any shape or form, then I must warn you to stop immediately because you’ll get caught and then be in deep trouble.”
“Understood, ma’am…” Gallus gulped greatly.
It wasn’t long until the bell tolled, devoid of ill omen but otherwise loud as it were, prompting the tenant to speak, “run along now, Gallus: breakfast has just begun and you may as well need your strength for the day ahead; either way, your friends are waiting for you as always, in the cafeteria.”
Since the glaucous griffin was still standing, no further time was wasted in exiting the room all the same, leaving Starlight all alone much like before.
