Love and Harmony's Lovestravaganzatacularifficasplendatorium! · 12:13am Feb 15th, 2013
It's time for Valentime! And quizzically, I didn't get a story about the Spirit of Love done in time for the day.
But this weekend for sure though! For shore! And if you'd like to take a sneaker peeker, here's the first draft of the beginning of the chapter.
“First off, I want to say that this,” Cadence gestured to the ruined town beneath them, “is not my fault.”
Forcing her beak into the closest imitation of a skeptical frown she could manage, Philomena turned her body on the balcony to face away from the magnificent chaos below and glare at the shameless alicorn.
“You called me out to help. So tell me what happened.”
“Well, I was enjoying ruling my new kingdom here. I’m still heartbroken over the Crystal Empire, you know. Did your pet ponies really have to be so cruel?”
“Focus, please.”
“And I thought I would invite some of the neighbor royals for some dinner so I could show off how much nicer my palace was than theirs.” Cadence gave a weary sigh and rolled her eyes at the sight of the dining room behind them. Half of the table was overturned and the other half was on the other side of the room, covered in scratch marks with its legs broken out from under it. Food was strewn around the walls and floors, with half-eaten cakes floating on puddles of cold soup. No one had even touched the salad. And worst of all, none of the servants were even doing a thing to clean up.
“So what happened next?” Philomena asked, wincing as a building in the distance toppled over like a downed tree.
“Absolute disaster! They weren’t even paying attention to me!” The princess wailed, genuine tears pooling in her eyes at the horrible memory. “They just kept talking with each other, they were old friends or some stupid thing.”
“Brother. What. Did. You. Do.”
“Nothing! I just spat in their drinks.” An aria of screams rattled up from the flaming streets below. “I guess my spit is like a super potent love potion or something. How amazing am I? Tell me I’m pretty. Please.”
“Are you kidding me?!” Crimson feathers flared into a burst of flame for an instant, leaving a pile of ashes where the Spirit of Harmony was just a moment before.
Cadence watched the combustion with a hurt expression, prodding the pile of ashes with her hoof delicately. “You... don’t think I’m pretty?”
With another flash of fire, Philomena returned to life wearing an inhumanly patient smile. “Brother, dear, I think you’re very pretty. But two other kingdoms are collapsing now because their leaders are too busy ripping this kingdom apart because of something you did.”
“...So?”
“So,” Harmony stopped herself short of a second explosion, “this is exactly all your fault.”
The information took a few moments to sink in, possibly getting a bit disoriented by the empty vacuum it found itself traveling through. Cadence’s expression hardened as the gravity of the situation finally dawned on her.
“I guess I just picked a whole bouquet of Oopsie-Daisies.”
....I think I'm beginning to hate Love.
'bouquet of oopsie-daisies' got a good laugh out of me though. Looking forward to an update this weekend!
Hm. Well.
Looks like this is going to be an enjoyable chapter!