Walking the Path

by Katamariguy

Chapter 7: More Pointless Niceties

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Something occurs to me.

"Wait, did you notice a little crowd gathering outside this place?" is the first thing I say.

"Well, duh, you remember the commotion you made coming here, it's still growing," Pinkie says peeking out a window, in her friendly, sing-song way.

"Er, I think we should be covert getting over there. I doubt encouraging an even greater disturbance would be good."

"Twilight, could you teleport every... one in the library at once?" asks Rarity.

"I... Yes. I can do it. All of you try to gather together here," Twilight responds.

We comply, and she scrunches her face slightly and that same aura shines around her horn. It's all over in a flash. It's not that different from technological teleportation, just slightly... warmer. Disorientating as always, though.

"Gee. you're horn does everything, doesn't it?" I chuckle.

"Well, horned ponies have very diverse talents, but pegasi and earth ponies have equally valuable magical abilities," Twilight reminds me.

"Mhhhm. Hey, have there been teleportation accidents? You know, teleporting into solid objects, or into deep space, losing body parts, exploding, vanishing forever, turning evil, turning into horrific half-animal hybrids, summoning demons, you know?"

"No, no! The arcane sciences have advanced to the point that such issues are very, very rare! Teleportation has been safe for centuries!"

"...I was joking about most of those..." I say, just slightly dumbfounded.

I can tell that some of the others have turned white. Despite having fur.

"...Let's not think about that. So, this is the town hall?"

We are in a large circular hall in an elegant wooden building. It looks ideal for holding social events and making announcements.

Twilight wants us to head to both the mayor herself and the conference room. Sunny scowls more than ever before.

Up on the upper levels we come upon a waiting room with a bored-looking secretary. She perks up at seeing her princess (not to mention me also receiving her attention.

"Ah! Er- your majesty! Are you here for the Mayor?" she says, glancing only a moment at me.

"Is she free?"

"Of- of course! She's in the office."

I wonder what everyone else is doing, and look back.

Rex is bonding with Fluttershy. He's doting on and slobbering all over her like a puppy and she's just laughing and laughing gleefully. How adorable.

Rainbow looks pretty suspicious of ED-E.

"So how're you floating along? No wings, no propellors, not even any jets, What, you're antigravity or something?"

He just bleeps right back snappily.

"Um, he can't actually talk. Best he can do is speak in digital code. Don't ask me why, And yes, I do believe he has an antigravity system. Technology is in its infancy, though," I intercede.

Everyone piles into the Mayor's office. She turns out to be a beige earth pony mare with grayed hair. Wearing nothing but a collar and tie. I guess clothing is completely decorative or formal here.

"Mayor Mare."

"Your highness! I've been getting reports-"

"That would be me," I say as I step in. She stares blankly a moment.

"...Ah. I was expecting you'd look different."

"...Uglier?" I can't resist asking.

"What? No! -I mean, no!"

I just chuckle.

"Ah, just breaking the ice. What have you been told?" I sit in a chair, which fits the human form for some reason.

"Some fearsome two-legged creature wandered into town, spreading panic."

"Well that's pretty much it. But I have no ill intent, the ponies who got terrified just overreacted. Understandably."

"Mrs. Mayor? I formally request the use of the conference room for this matter today," Twilight butts in.

"I... All right. There are no appointments made for it. You can go in now."

Sparkle takes us out through the hall into a slightly more ornate looking doorway into an unremarkable conference table with a blackboard at the head.

"I'm guessing you want to talk some more?"

"Yes. Spike, take a letter."

"Uh, Twi? I don't have any paper."

There was a bit of a headache for a minute. But extra supplies turned out to be inside the cabinet in the room.

"Whew. That's dealt with. Alright, Spike..."

Dear Princess Celestia...


Author's Note

Yes, it's short. I had a convenient point to transition, but more importantly, I can't be bothered to go farther.

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