Steam Punk - Inspired fanfic from Roleplay

Chapter 4 – Secretary

     I threw away a third bad written scroll and I tried again to write a letter to my parents with my decorative type. I was sitting on a chair, my brow was bandaged by a wet headscarf and my body has been shaking.  I couldn´t write a note, which was acceptably written. My attempts were this morning similar to writing style of young fillies in a kindergarten.

     I had returned to palace today in the morning hours. My pocket money for this month was left at the Inn, but I didn´t care. It was a long time since I felt something similar to alcohol intoxication and a company of an attractive mare. Early this day I didn´t know that it will have some consequences and I certainly didn´t know that I will have to change my daily lifestyle, which I had for many years. I surrendered the fourth unsuccessful attempt, I picked up thrown papers and I put them into the bin and then I called for a secretary of my aunt, Princess Celestia, and I lied on a couch.

„Oh, my lord, you look terrible,“ she said when she came. „I will bring you a tea immediately.“

     I tried to talk:

„No, please, come back.“

    She obeyed a bit unwillingly.

„This is not an illness. I just drunk too much.“

    She squeaked. She put a hoof in front of her mouth. She felt sorry for her mistake.

„I will bring you a garlic soup. That´s the best cure for it.“

    Before I could stop her, she left. Oh dear. I stayed in my room and I waited for what will happen next. I tried to enjoy the silence and harmony. I was in the furthermost tower in the Canterlot palace, so there was almost no sound of the city outside.

     It took ten minutes before she came. A bowl of soup was flying upon her head, lifted with magic. She was a unicorn. In her mouth she was holding a spoon. She moved me and make me sit like a little filly and she fed me. I was very embarrassed and my face was getting red.

„Are you sick, my lord?“

     I shook my head negatively.

„No, I am just a bit embarrassed.“

     She smiled.

„I hope I didn´t struck you off,“ she asked carefully.

    Now I smiled at her. Well, I tried to smile.

„Don´t worry. I…just…well…we can say that…I get just not used to have…a company of… a mare,“ I tried to explain.

    She smiled again.

„But I cannot do it in another way,“ she tried to apologize.

„I know. I am just saying that I get not used to it.“

    She was feeding me with soup and I was swallowing it. I watched her a bit more than before. She was really beautiful. Her red mane, her blue eyes, her clean white fur. Her cute face and also her beautiful body. She was as young as me, maybe a little bit younger.

„Well, my lord. If you won´t open your mouth, I cannot put a soup into you, the soup will be cold and I will have to heat it again.“

     I realized that she was holding a spoon with soup. I wanted to apologize, but I just managed to say: „Sor…“ and then I had a warm soup in my mouth and I coughed. I stopped her with my hoof and I tried to make me good.

„That was my fault, don´t apologize to me,“ I said.

     I have eaten the soup. I felt better. I moved on a couch and I offered her to lie at it too. She accepted and waited, what will happen next. I just had the feeling that I have to talk with her. I asked her for her name, job and how long is she a secretary.

„I am Lillian. I work for Princess Celestia for several months and I live in a house with my grandmother. My parents are unfortunately far away.“

„Dead?“ I said the first thing which I thought off.

„Oh, I hope not. My dad is working as a railwayman in Manehattan. It´s a lack of stallions so my mothers work there too.“

      I put a hoof in front of my mouth.

„I didn´t want to…“

      She looked down with her eyes.

„That´s okay. It happens.“

      Why I have to be such an idiot?

„They must be proud that they have such a daughter like you,“ I said immediately. It worked. She smiled. I manage to make her smile. Thanks to my words, not just because of me.

„That´s nice from you.“

„What if we use one´s Christian name?“

     Her face became red.

„I agree.“

     She diffidently offered me her hoof. She wasn´t looking to my eyes, she was just peeking at me.

I waited.

„I will do you something, what almost nopony had ever done.“

     She stopped smiling. Her face became neutral. Her neck has grown a bit because she moved a bit higher. I put off my gloves. First and then the second. I am wearing them almost all time. Just in a sleep or in some unexpectable occasions. I touched her with my hooves. Then we both moved the second and we touched with the second hoof. My eyes were looking into her eyes, and her were looking into mine. It took a while than we realized it. We were looking into our souls. We were certain that we are judged to be together. That it is the meaning of our lives.

„Lillian!“ shouted some elder mare from doors. We both moved and looked, what happens. There was some elder mare. It was possibly Lillian´s mother. She wasn´t so old, so she couldn´t be her grandmother. Next to her was standing Princess Celestia, who observed everything with a bit scared face. Lillian´s mother came to me and she was cleaning my hooves. She touched them and that made me a bit upset, so I put on my gloves. She understood it as a scolder. She begged me for forgiveness and when she saw that I didn´t say anything, she shouted at her daughter.

„How could you, this man is a Lord and you are just a daughter of a secretary.“

    What? She isn´t a secretary of my aunt but just a daughter and almost young filly?

„Your parents don´t work in Manehattan?“

     She looked at me, at Celestia and then at her mother, who was very upset. Then she begun to cry. She hid her face behind her hooves and talked:

„I…I just wanted to help you. I have seen you in the night, when you came to the palace and that you were sick. I recognized that you were drinking a bit too much, so I knew that garlic soup will help you… and…and.“

„So you turned a profit on me! I shook with you with my naked hoof as you could be my special somepony and you are just young stupid filly, who wanted to make a joke about some young stupid aristocrat!“

„That´s…that´s not true!“ she shouted and she run away. Her mother apologized to me once again and she left too. I came to my table and I hit it.

„How can somepony dare to do such things!“

      I heard a sound of hooves on my carpet. There was silence like at the cemetery. I stopped talking and I looked at her. There was auntie Celestia. She wasn´t happy. She was really upset. She bowed to me, so her eyes were just a few centimeters from mine.

„Somepony? SOMEPONY!!! You foool. You think you are something special?!! You are aristocrat! That doesn´t make from you something special!! You behave at my palace not like a guest, who you really are, but like you were an owner! You cannot behave to my employers like that! Do you understand! Just because you are my nephew, you wont behave like this!!“ she shouted. I stopped breathing. She was shouting. She was really shouting! She left my room filled with angry emotions. I sat.  In my whole life I don´t remember that Princess Celestia shouted at somebody. Never. I lied on a couch, paralyzed by this. Then I realized that I am really sorry for what I did to Lillian and it´s not caused by my aunt.

***

     Captain Strong Hoof sunk his head into the bucket of water and he fresh himself. As every morning after drinking, he was followed by headache, but he learned how to fight with it. He cleaned himself with towel and he looked at his ship. It looks that everything is clean and okay. Bridge of the ship had windows. That was one of many differences on his ship. Aurora was an airship. It has even two flying boats on her deck and two gatling machine guns. Strong heard, that some doors from under-deck opened. First came Helm than came Screw. He hit her bum with his hoof. She looked at him and then she smiled. Screw saw his captain. They brohoofed and Screw fresh himself with the water from bucket. Strong waved with his hoof to Helm and she waved too. Screw than talked:

„Good morning, Strong.“

„Good morning, Screw. It looks like you were having a good time,“ he said and pointed his hoof at Helm.

      Screw smiled cunningly. He was a friend with Strong Hoof for many years and he serves under him almost the same time. Strong didn´t say anything about his past at the court and Screw is to him forever grateful.

„I hope you had too.“

„Sure. We have a new job, a new boss and I made him a bit sick for today.“

      Screw was curious.

„Well, look at that. Just wait a bit please,“ Screw waved at Helm. She observed them and when she saw that he is waving at her, she became more concentrated. Screw signalized to her to come down to deck.  After several seconds, she was there.

„What happened?“

„Strong gives information, come and listen.“

      Helm was surprised.

„Well, okay. When we are set sailed?“

„After next six months.“

     Screw wanted to know, what happened to their new boss.

„Tell us first, what happened to our new leader.“

„He was just drunk. I took him to Jindy James.“

„Oh, now it´s clear. So, where are we flying?“

„Cervidas. Next six months we will be loading supplies, scientists, weapons and so long.“

„To Cervidas?“ squeaked Helm.

     Strong gave his hoof in front of his mouth.

„Hash, it´s top secret. Our boss is that aristocrat, who I filled with alcohol yesterday. He´s not a bad pony, but it won´t be easy. By the way, he´s a son of that aristocrat who wanted to see you hanging.“

     Screw stopped smiling.

„Val Hallen?“

„Yes, that´s him.“

     Screw became a bit upset.

„What shall we do?“ he asked.

„Well,“ said Strong. „I am sorry, but that is what I don´t know.“