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George 'Fixes' the season finale.
A Title that reiterates the One-Shot-ness of this story.
“~For it's time for you to fulfill your destiny,~” Celestia sang as she began to lift into the air. Her magic mixed with the atmosphere of the odd realm and culminated in a single point, the spell that would give Twilight exactly what Celestia deemed she had been found worthy of.
Streaks of fire erupted between the two. The spell was absorbed by some unknown force and sucked clear from the air. Both equines were forced to backpedal in shock as the fire licked the air between them, though it quickly died down, and the ambient music accompanying Celestia’s singing was replaced with a metal guitar playing out a sick solo.
They looked to the sound and saw a strange creature on his knees, playing his guitar into the air. Shocked by the development, neither did anything as he stood from the ground. He brushed his clothes, streaks of shiny star dust mixing and disappearing into the air, then moved his hands to reposition a hat, only to find it missing. He sighed, heavily, before turning to face the incredulous faces of the magical ponies.
He beamed widely, his facial hair bouncing excitedly from the small movement, before sweeping into a bow. "My apologies. It felt appropriate, and that was the first time I've ever had the chance to escape the InBetween." He straightened, a mile long smile splayed over his face. "Friends call me George, and it's just so good to be back."
Silence hung in the air like an opera singer’s high note and both ponies merely looked at him in shock and confusion. George didn’t move. “Who do you think you are?” Celestia asked with some anger poorly repressed behind a calm tone. This creature had just absorbed all the magic that was to be Twilight’s. A great blessing, stolen by this creature.
“George. I believe I said that, already,” the man replied, standing from his bow for a second time. “Oh, wait, no, you mean that like, ‘Who the hell do you think you are,’ don’t you? Oh, well, that’s a bit harder to answer.” The man reclined against nothing, and Twilight remained in too deep a state of bewilderment to be shocked by this act.
“You have Discord in this universe, right?” he continued. “Right, I can tell by the look on your face that that’s the case” Celestia’s face hadn’t moved since George started speaking. “See, in the world I’m from, I’m Discord’s brother. Very fun times were had, but eventually, I had to take him home. Of course, using one man’s chaos magic can’t work out well, so the spell cut off too soon, and I was forced into the realm between realms while Dizzy was placed securely on his bed.
“But then, sometime later—I’m not quite sure how long it is. See, I’ve never been that good with keeping track of time in my head. Anyway, suddenly, tons of magic, all in one place! Right here! I took it in and used it to escape, and for that I really must thank you. It was so wonderful of you!” He bent down onto his knees and kissed Celestia’s shoes, then began to spit to the side. “By skies above, those taste horrible.”
Celestia yanked her hoof from the creature’s grasp, her face now fully displaying her anger. She stomped the ethereal ground and her horn glowed. In a split second, they were in Ponyville, all of the Elements standing around and bearing their necklaces.
“Elements!” Celestia called, getting the attention of the bearers. “This creature has stolen magic and intruded upon a gift I intended to give Twilight. He admits he is a chaos user and I have determined him as a threat to Equestria. Use the Elements of Harmony and bring peace to the land!” Her tone was regal and powerful.
After several minutes of nothing, Celestia turned to the bearers to see the problem, none of them had their elements any longer. Looking back to George, she would have slapped a hoof to her face had she been any less a ruler. He wore a tiara upon his head, a necklace around each of his appendages, and one around his neck.
“Bling, bling,” he said with a wide smile.
“I demand you give the Elements back!” Celestia exclaimed, her cool long since gone. Her face was red and she began to blow steam from her nostrils in anger as her mane’s movements shifted erratically and images of fire began to move along the colorful pastel hair.
“Oh, you’re just jealous of my swag,” George replied, posing awkwardly to show off all the Elements at once.
Celestia began to grind her teeth. In a flash of yellow magic, Discord arrived, wrapped in a towel with a bath cap on his head. “Oh, Celestia, you naughty girl. I told you I was showering.”
“Discord,” Celestia snapped. “We have a real threat here that I trust you to take care of.” The draconequus turned around and looked at George.
George was busy hugging a blushing Fluttershy as he squeezed her tightly in his arms. “She’s so fluffy, I’m gonna die!” George exclaimed in pure ecstasy, rubbing his face against Fluttershy’s coat. Fluttershy turned a brighter red, and Discord turned back to face Celestia.
“Really?”
A curt nod from Celestia answered the question. Discord shrugged and approached George, his mismatched eyes looking at the bipedal with curiosity. The human turned his gaze away from Fluttershy and immediately spotted Discord, before throwing the pegasus into the air and running to Discord, wrapping him in a hug as well. Just before Fluttershy hit the ground, having forgotten she had wings again, George snapped his fingers and a red satin cushion appeared beneath her.
Discord was shocked by the sudden attention and looked over his shoulder to Celestia. He gestured to the being who had pulled him into a full hug and shrugged. In an angry exhale unbecoming of her station, the princess turned away to face Twilight. Discord then looked back to see the bipedal crying as he looked up.
“You’re a good guy here!” George exclaimed happily. “I wish I had a present... Oh, I have an idea!” George removed the element of magic from his head and gave it to the draconequus. “Merry Good-Guy Day!” Discord eyed the element on his head, confused about why this creature had given it to him. “So proud of you, bro. Man, to think, without the harmony guys and me here, you turned out just fine!” Another hug encircled Discord and this time, he slowly returned it.
“Ugh!” Celestia exclaimed, exasperated by the situation. “Am I the only one who thinks he’s a threat?! He stole the Harmony magic that would make Twilight into an alicorn!” Music that no one had noticed playing came to a sudden stop with the sound of screeching violin strings. Before Celestia could figure out why music had been playing at all, she was suddenly distracted by George.
“Ah, ah, ah, get it out!” he shouted, an orb of pink magic forming in front of him. He tossed it to Twilight. She was caught by surprise and stood still as the magic absorbed into her body. She glowed white for a moment and when it faded, she looked the same as she had before: no wings, just a unicorn. “Harmony magic leaves a bad taste in my bones. Blegh.” George said, pointing into his mouth as if to gag.
“What did you do?” Celestia asked, turning to George, only to find that he no longer wore the elements. Each of the necklaces had been returned to their rightful heirs, though the tiara still sat on Discord’s head. George, himself, looked like he was glowing. The man blinked a few times before making a shooing motion with his hands. A floating spotlight that had been focusing on him started to drift away on the wind.
“I gave her the ability to choose ,” George replied, stressing the last word as he glared at Celestia, who suddenly felt very small under his gaze. “She can be an alicorn, a princess, when she wants to, and the rest of the time she can be the Twilight she and her friends have learned to love. The best of both worlds, as it were, and you are not to force some ‘destiny’ bull crap on anyone. You choose your own destiny, so the best thing you can give someone, is a choice. And I don’t care if I have to fight all the magic users in Equestria to prove it.”
“But it was a sign of achievement!” Celestia countered, though her voice was weaker than normal. “To show how far she has come, how much she has done and how far she has progressed!”
“Then give her a bleedin’ diploma! Don’t change her body without her permission!” George paused. “On second thought, a normal diploma should work just fine.”
Silence.
A cough.
“Now then,” George began, tugging at the neck of his shirt. “I believe now would be a good time for a nice calm party. Croissants, various other fancily named things. I know a really cracking tea recipe I think you guys would just love here. Then, we can talk about my arrangements afterwards. Everyone will be able to think clearly after some nice herbal-ish tea. Deal? Deal. Let’s go.”
George walked off and, after a few moments of awkward glances to and fro, everyone else followed, Discord very proudly flaunting his new headwear as he went.
Author's Note
Again, it's a one shot. Any comments about 'you should write another chapter!' will most likely be ignored. (Unless you feed my ego while you are at it).
All Hail the Mighty Staple Cactus, Defender of Commas! He has kindly graced this work with this wisdom, just as he did it's predecessor.
Let there be much rejoicing!
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George 'Fixes' the season finale.
A Title that cleverly counters the previous one.
"Look, all I'm saying is this: Why is the Vanu Sovereignty even in the war? I mean I get the whole Republic vs Conglomerate thing, classic revolutionary battle, but the Vanu are just like 'we're just here to show off our technology.' I mean even if they do have a reason to fight either side shouldn't they just wait for the war to end and take advantage of their weakened foes? I just think it's silly that the smart techie people stuck their neck in is all," George said, looking around the table at each of the ponies and Discord. The general response to the rant was looks of confusion from the ponies and a clearly fake nod of understanding from Discord. Celestia merely looked eager to leave the room as soon as she possibly could.
"Naturally," Discord offered, fooling no one with his act. George smiled at the lie and leaned back in his chair.
"I fail to see why we are here George, I anticipated an explanation of some kind, but you haven't given me one," Celestia stated.
"I never promised one either," George countered. "I only wanted to have tea, that's hardly an issue I hope? I know that realities can differ from one another, but a Celestia who doesn't like tea would be like a Twilight who doesn't like books.” He took a sip from his teacup before he continued.
“And that would be a bad thing. I prefer my extremely magically inclined associates to be knowledgeable in the act of how to not blow people's minds apart on accident." That made several disgusted looks to come to the faces of the others as the image came to their minds unbidden. "Errr... metaphorically speaking that is." It was already too late, and now that they were trying to get it out of their heads it was proving to be quite stubborn.
"Oh, I know what will cheer you up. I know a guy, he was a huge hit with the princesses before, you guys will love him. Plus, the world is unstable enough from that massive explosion of harmonic energy that I can just pull him straight here!" He snapped his fingers and another biped landed on the ground behind him, face first to the floor. George spun around in his chair, quite a feat as the back of the chair would normally prevent such an act. "Hey buddy! Long time no see!"
The biped jolted up off the floor, revealing to the tea party that he was wearing an outfit very fitting for the occasion, white shirt and slacks. "George!?" He looked at his surroundings and backed up a few steps. "I was kinda in the middle of something big this time, not really a good time per se..."
He paused, seeing the black hat on George's head. "Oooohhhh, you aren't gonna go all vengeancey on me are you? That wouldn't go very well with the current situation..." He glanced around and then slowly began to make his way around the table to Fluttershy, the invincible meat shield, mainly because no one would try and hit it.
"Hey Cheesy Gor- I mean... Fluttershy, you don't mind if I chill behind you for a moment do you? Good, you're a great pony Fluttershy, keep it up." Fluttershy, of course, couldn't bring herself to respond to the complement. Everyone else seemed lost on what was going on, except for Pinkie Pie and Discord, who seemed to be all too enthralled to speak.
"Why would I want to go all vengeancy on you? We left on pretty good terms last time I thought. I mean you were a little freaked out, but I suppose that's only fair."
The suited biped scanned George's face for distrust or anger, and finding none played the situation as cool as he could. "Just... guessing I guess. I mean no offence but you can be... unpredictable at times."
"Nah, that's fine to say. Well, I suppose it's time for introductions then. Everyone this is En-"
"Lucid now, actually."
"Well that's a lot clearly than your old name isn't it?" George said with a wicked grin. "This is Lucid. He's a guy I summoned once and then didn't talk to for a long period of time... Wow, my friends list isn't that great is it?"
"Sorry about that," Lucid said subconsciously, then as he realized what he said he immediately regretted what he had said.
"Why are you sorry?"
"No reason." He said, taking care not to look at George.
"You need to calm down buddy, you're way too stressed. You're wrecking the whole party!" George announced. With a snap of his fingers he placed a hawaiian hat on Lucid's head and a smoothie in his hand.
Lucid attempted not to react to the appearance of the awesome hat on his head and the stellar drink in his hand, instead trying to worm his way out of whatever was going on. "Well as I said I was kind of right in the middle of something."
"Oh, I'll send you back then." Lucid looked like he was about to say something urgent but was teleported away before he could say anything at all. "Well that was fun huh?" George said excitedly, looking at the ponies only to realize how completely and totally lost they were. Pinkie and Discord started clapping though, so that's gotta count for something.
The shock quickly faded from the sun princess's face, leaving only by a look of wishing she was somewhere else mixed with the face of someone thinking really hard about what excuse they could use to leave without seeming like a liar or being unkind.
"Oh cheer up Celestia. Have some tea." George slid the unique white porcelain cup towards the ruler, who still hadn't taken a drink. In fact, of the beings around the table only George and Discord had had any. Each of the ponies were afraid they might offend Celestia, whose grouchy mood still hadn't dispersed. "It's just not like you, come on."
He slid the tea closer, the liquid somehow keeping a warm temperature despite being neglected, and Celestia turned her head away, George sighed in response. "I'm very sorry I ruined your grand moment Celestia, you have no idea. I know it doesn't seem like I'm being serious, especially since I haven't been up to this point. What would I have to do to repay you?"
"You would have to fix what you ruined. You may not have quite grasped it yet but the magic you gave to Twilight is incomplete. She will be an alicorn in name only, not in power, not in title." Celestia gazed at George angrily. "I wasn't trying to force anything onto Twilight, she is quite frankly the best student I have ever had. I would never do anything that would hurt her unless I knew it was for her greater good." She narrowed her eyes. "But you decided to break that magic, then you gave the shards back to Twilight and claimed you had fixed the situation. And all because you have some kind of angst against destiny."
The confrontation from Celestia set George back into his chair, still slouching slightly. He closed his eyes for a moment, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'm a mess without Entropy here," he stated. He tightened his eyes for a minute and leaned forward, catching his head in his hands on the table. After a moment of silence he spoke again. "Twilight, would you be fine if I fixed the magic? Made you permanently an alicorn?" He raised his head from his hands and looked to the element of magic with a level of seriousness that none of the beings at the table had expected to see.
Twilight made to turn her head to Celestia, to look at her before making her decision, but was stopped as George sprung forward onto the table and caught her head in his hands, forcing her to stare at him. He had moved too fast for anyone to follow his lunge, but at this point he very clearly had the teapot on top of his head, still steaming. "No. Don't think about what Celestia would want. I want you to make this decision for yourself." Twilight nodded, one of the few movements she could make with her head.
George crawled backward and the teapot fell back to the table, landing with a soft plink. Some salt shakers on a nearby counter held up little signs with '10' on them. George payed no mind to these and kept his eyes on Twilight even after he was settled in his chair once again. Twilight's thoughts began to whir inside her head as she thought about what she was choosing now. Her mind went to her friends, and she caught herself about to turn and look at them.
Her friends were the most important things in her life right now, Spike being counted among them. Would they treat her differently? Suddenly a princess, would they no longer be her friends? And would she be immortal? Would she have to give them up? But what if she didn't take the offer? Would she die and force them to despair for her? So many thoughts clouded her mind and she could barely manage to sort through them. George meanwhile sat back and took his black hat from his head, holding it in front of himself so he had a good view of it. He glanced at Discord and then to an empty chair by his side, but he remained silent.
"I..." Twilight spoke up, her gaze having slowly descended to stare at the table as she thought. "I'd like to be an alicorn."
George seemed bothered by that answer, and his face looked greatly perturbed, but to the onlookers it was quite odd. It didn't seem like he was regretting she had chosen to be an alicorn, but like there was some minor detail that he didn't like. He seemed to stop for a moment and glance to his hat once again. "Oh, right. Wrong person..." Was all he said before he placed the hat back on his head.
A slight smile wormed onto his face and he took a sip of his tea. "You're gonna carry that weight..." He ended the statement with both finality and with a sense that it would continue on, but he didn't seem to go into depth on what it meant. He tapped his cup against the table and the teapot slowly waddled over, pouring some tea into the cup, then he looked to Celestia. "I'm gonna need some harmonic magic, would you mind lending me some?"
"You want me to give you some of my magic?" The distrust was heavy in her voice.
"Chaos magic isn't that great at putting things together, so I need a sample of harmony magic from you in order to form the raw force of my magic into something more controlled," He stated simply.
Celestia glared at the man, but eventually her horn began to glow, and a thin stream of magic went to the man, his hands starting to spark as the forces collided with each other. After half a minute or so, the stream stopped and George nodded his thanks. He stood from his seat and made his way around the table with a steady, haunted gait. When he was next to Twilight he dropped into a crouch so he was at eye level with her.
"Close your eyes, please," He said, and Twilight did so. He slowly placed his hands against Twilight's temples, then closed his own eyes. Celestia immediately began to prepare a spell, her horn glowing a soft yellow, and Fluttershy looked to Discord, who nodded and smiled, reassuring his friend. Fluttershy smiled softly and settled slightly into her chair.
The sparks seemed to dance over Twilight's body during the process, moving through her fur and then disappearing from view. Then, slowly, Twilight began to glow hot white until she was completely obscured from view. Once the brightness had reached it's climax it suddenly shattered, sending the white away in a burst, the transforming magic passed through everyone in the room harmlessly, except for George, who sent flying away.
He flew through a wall, somehow leaving a perfect outline of his body behind as he was forced out of the room. The spell had finished and Twilight's body slowly came into view, a pair of indigo wings now decorating her back. The element of magic was on her head, having vanished from Discord's head at the completion of the spell.
Twilight was the center of attention, and no one seemed to notice that George was no longer in the room. Well, except for Twilight herself. "Where-?" She started but had her question answered when she noticed there was a view of Ponyville from the room. "Oh! Do you think we should go after him?" She turned to Celestia for an answer, but only saw a pleased and happy smile on her face.
"I'm sure he'll be fine," She stated, taking a sip of the tea in front of her for the first time. "I look forward to having tea with him later though, he was much better company than I gave him credit for." She took a second sip, the first one having tasted so good on her tongue, and she smiled a little more. "And he makes a very nice cup of tea." The surrounding ponies took sips from their own cup and at the end of the party one thing could be decided unanimously on, by ponies, draconequus, and tea set alike.
He certainly made a very nice cup of tea.
Lucid arrived right where he had been left. In the middle of a meeting. Now with the addition of a very large straw hat that bore several fruits on it. This, of course, didn't go unnoticed by the nearby people. They all looked at him in surprise, both for his disappearance and his arrival with new headwear.
They all looked at him expectantly, and he could feel their growing need to figure out what had just occurred. His mind raced as he tried to come up with an explanation, then he had an idea that just might work. He took a long slurp of his smoothie, practically inhaling it, then began to give out cries of pain.
"Brain freeze. I'll be right back. You guys can go ahead without me, I'll go..." He realized suddenly that he couldn't think of what he needed outside of the room to cure his brain freeze. "Look up brain freeze cures on Google."
Silence hung in the air. "NAILED IT!" Shouted a voice from the back of the room.
"SHUT IT DAVE!"
Author's Note
Staple hasn't edited this chapter, so I just gave it once over because I was too excited about putting it out for you guys.
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George 'Fixes' the season finale.
A title that shows I'm gonna give up on this naming scheme soon.
When George crash landed backwards into sugar cube corner, no one seemed to mind. Which was good, because he didn’t plan on staying long, and hardly had time to deal with the fixing of the walls or anything else trivial like that. He brushed the shards of wood from his clothes then, realizing where he was, immediately headed for the basement.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw an absence of torture devices or blood. Jumping dimensions was not fun, as a side note. He did however find something else he didn’t think he would see. That is, a table set up for a party, but on the stools around it sat various stacks of inanimate objects, a bag of flour, a pile of rocks, bucket of turnips, not the usual basement decor.
Circling it a few times, he took out a phillips head screwdriver and pointed it at the table with a raised eyebrow. “Brrrrriiiiinnnnn” He said, imitating some high pitched sound effect. Then he flipped it upwards and looked at the side of it. “Oh good, it is just a phillips head, I was worried it was extra terrestrial.” As soon as he finished that, he sat immediately in one of the seats and began to pour punch for the party goers.
“So how is everyone? Madame LeFlour?”
“Everyzing is going great!” Exclaimed the bag of flour, moving back and forth without any aid. George nodded, completely unimpressed.
“That’s good, I remember you were having issues with the cupcakes last time we talked.”
“Oh yez, but zat is all cleared up now!”
George smiled and nodded and looked at a pair of stools that had been empty when he had sat down for the first time, but were now occupied by Screwball and Entropy. “How are things back in the normal timeline guys?” George started up, passing them each two cups of punch.
“Things are going okay George.” Responded Screwball with a manic smile. “We managed to turn a changeling hive into pure cheese, that was great.”
“George…” Entropy spoke up, the wrinkles of his leather hat-face gazing into the chaos lord’s face. “You know that if we could bring you back here, we would do it immediately, don’t you?”
“Of course guys, yea, I know that.” George stood and made to hug the pair, only for his arms to pass through them without so much as touching them. “Oh… right…” The table began to shimmer, then disappeared as well, it’s strange members going with it. “I forgot.”
“And then… you remembered.” George looked to the basement entrance, and saw Discord standing there.
“Haha, yea, I suppose I did.” George’s face fell and his voice became bitter and dark.
“Oh cheer up you mope, nobody likes a sour puss.” Discord frowned at George.
“Oh? And what are you gonna do about -” A cream pie hit George square in the face. “Oh.”
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George 'Fixes' the season finale.
A title similair to the title of the second chapter.
Music lulled about, lazy as it was in the air. Air that was thick with pea soup. Or had been, moments ago, until George had recieved a stern talking to about mixing food with oxygen necessary for ponies to breath. He hadn't let any of them suffocate of course, for a few glorious moments all the ponies nearby were breathing pea soup. Honestly, it seemed most of them didn't even notice, very few cared about how particularly green the air had become and even less seemed to have noticed the oversized green beach balls that had replaced the clouds. Most likely because it was limited to Ponyville and they were used to this sorta nonsense by this point. They were kinda like "Hey, the librarian became an alicorn, neat."
But now George was relaxing. A hammock stretched languidly between two clouds, and those two clouds were linked to two more clouds, and those two clouds were tethered with three inch thick iron cable to the ground and the ground was connected to just about everything else. Well, it wasn't connected to George, who hovered a few inches above the hammock, drinking out of a strange fruit that looked like a tomato had beaten up a pineapple really bad and the tomato had bruised his fists in the occurrence and the pineapple had a bruised cheek, facts which didn't actually affect the look of the fruit, but is vital for the side story about inter species fruit relationships.
Next to him floated a pink cotton candy cloud, raining chocolate milk, and on that cloud was Discord, who was also leaning back and relaxing. Below said cloud was a small inflatable swimming pool that seemed to have no bottom, which was good, since it was continuously being filled with chocolate. Pinkie Pie had come around for a while and taken a few strokes through the pool before heading back to work, everyone else had avoided the area like the plague.
George sighed and stood up, his feet still a few inches about the hammock as he did so. He jabbed his arm into a nearby cloud and pulled out a pair of diving goggles, which he slid easily over his face. He pulled another pair of goggles from a nearby cloud and offered them to Discord, who declined. George slid them easily over his first pair and then walked to the edge of the hammock, eyeing the swimming pool below. Taking a deep breath, George jumped. He fell for what felt like ages, he checked his watch on the way down, making sure he wasn't going to be late, and then eyed the pool again. Gravity took it's course but George still found time to take a sip from his strange fruit drink that might serve as a catalyst to a revenge movement from the pineapples against their evil tomato overlords. Then, he flipped once and splashed easily into the pool.
A huge splash erupted from the pool, shooting a giant jet of chocolate milk straight up into the air, it shot through where Discord relaxed, but what happened to him no one could know as the chocolate was far too thick for anything to be seen inside of it. Then, the chocolate felt the necessary urging of gravity. But the chocolate was like "Awww, one more minute? Please?" And gravity smiled kindly and was like "Alright, one more minute." and the chocolate milk was like "KABLOOOSH!" and then after a while gravity was like "Alright, its been a minute." and the milk was like "Aww, already? Just a little longer?" And gravity was like "Nope, you already got your one more minute, you have to come down now." and the milk was like "Fiiiine." in a whiny tone. And then it collapsed perfectly back into the inflatable pool, not a drop out of place.
Discord remained relaxing on his cotton candy cloud as if the forces of the universe hadn't just spoken to each other and he remained there for a while merely leaning back into the cushion of the cloud that was his go to 'screw you' to the universe. He waited, and waited there alone. Nothing interesting happening, only the sounds of birds carrying up from below.
"Hey, Discord? Is George up there with you?" The person being questioned looked over the edge of his cotton candy cloud, seeking to answer the question of the person who had asked about the person was the subject of the question. Below he spotted Twilight Sparkle, who was squinting up at Discord, unable to see him very well with the sun directly behind him. From Twilight's perspective Discord reached over to where the sun was and moved a dimmer that she hadn't seen. The sun became less intense and Twilight was able to see Discord much better.
"I'm afraid you just missed him." Discord shouted into a megaphone he had made with some quick thinking, using only some string, a squirrel, and a megaphone. He had gotten the idea from a kindly barbarian he had met once. "He actually just dived into that chocolate milk swimming pool and he hasn't come up yet."
Twilight looked warily at the swimming pool in question. Well not really in question, more like in statement if you want to get technical. "How long has he been down there for?"
"Oh about... five. I would think." Discord said, taking a look at the dim sun that floated in the sky.
"Five minutes? He should be up soon then."
"Five hours actually."
"What?!" The shock in Twilight's voice would've been enough to kickstart a car engine. Unfortunately, not only were there no cars around, but crowd funding car engines was never really a big thing to begin with. "Five hours?!"
George walked out from around a building rubbing his head with a chocolate brown towel. He tapped Twilight on the shoulder, she turned around and looked relieved. "So you did come back up."
"Nope."
Twilight seemed unable to process that for a minute, but all credit to her she did manage to work past it. Jokes on her, I don't like my credit, it is literally the worst. She's so screwed when banks become a thing. "Right, whatever, we'll talk about that later. Or not, preferably not. I was wondering if you wanted to help me with a quick trek to the castle of the royal pony sisters."
"Oh, Tia and Lulu's old place? I haven't been there in AGES!" He shouted the last word loudly for emphasis out loud. Twilight looked at him sidelong for a moment. "Of course, this being a new dimension and all, I guess I've never been there to begin with. I'd love to join you for a romp through memory lane, I hope I won't end up feeling extremely sad due to reminiscence like I have for the past few weeks." Before Twilight could ask him about that he continued on. "You wanna come Dizzy?"
"Nope."
"What about you Discord?"
"Nah, I'm fine as well."
"Alright then, let's get going Twilight."
Twilight looked up to the cloud to see who Dizzy was but the sun had been turned back up and thus she was unable to see anything. She began to follow after George as he made his way towards the Everfree. Her gaze lingering on the strange hammock and the cotton candy cloud she was leaving behind without someone to keep it in check. George snapped his fingers and the hammock, as well as accompanying clouds and iron bars, disappeared suddenly. Luckily he had remembered to keep the earth in place and Twilight was none the wiser about it.