//------------------------------// // Chapter Twelve // Story: A Turn of Events // by Shadow_Fire //------------------------------// General PoV Half an hour earlier “But Tia!” “No buts, Luna! You still have duties to attend to.” “That’s not fair! You never let me go out anymore!” “Because you are falling behind in your duties! You can’t just drop them whenever you please.” Luna sighed in defeat and looked back down at her dinner. She had received an invitation from Pinkie for Nick and Justin’s ‘Welcome to Ponyville’ party, but she could not convince Celestia to let her go. She was feeling like she was at her wits end, and there was only one other option she could see that might work. But he would not be happy about it. “Tia, could you excuse me for a moment?” Celestia gave her a confused glance. “Um, I guess? Are you alright, Luna?” Walking away, she called back “Of course I am, never better!” Trotting down one of the many corridors in the castle, Luna- “Pssssst!” *AHEM* As I was saying, trotting- “PSSSSSSST!” Trot- “PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSST!!!!!” WHAT?!? “Um…” *SIGH* What is it Luna? “Well, you know that one other option I was thinking of?” Yes… “…” Oh…THAT’s what you meant by ‘he wouldn’t like it’ “Yeah. I need you to cause a distraction so I can sneak out of here.” …fine. But you owe me BIG time! Besides, once your sister finds out it was me… “You mean IF she finds out, right?” No, I mean when. “…” Just go, I’ll do it. “Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!” Just go already. “Alright! Guard, fetch me a chariot!” *SIGH* Here we go… Back in the royal dining room Celestia sat patiently at the table waiting for Luna when she heard a loud crash reverberate through the halls. Jumping up to see what it was, she ran into the next room, only to see a large cake sitting on a scale. Looking at the weight, she visibly began sweating. 2000 lbs. She began to back away. “No! I just got done working off the last one! You can’t make me eat a second one!” It was then that the doors banged shut, locked, and a large golden fork appeared, sticking out of the cake. Sighing, Celestia approached the cake and pulled out the fork. Looking up, she muttered “I am so going to get you for this…” and began eating. Back at the party, current time Luna’s PoV “Luna, you made it!” “Of course I did Nick! I wouldn’t miss your welcoming party for the world!” “You sure? Celestia told us you might not be able to make it.” “Don’t worry about it, Justin. I called in a favor…” That’s an understatement… I giggled along with Nick and Justin while I thought back to the trick Shadow_Fire might have pulled on Tia. As the party went on, I saw my human comrades getting more and more intoxicated; I thought about how lovely it would be if they went up and sang something. A few minutes (and three drinks later) and they were up on stage, ready to go with some weird headphones hanging from their necks. After some stumbling, the music kicked in. Must it take a life for hateful eyes To glisten once again Five hundred years like Gelignite Have blown us all to hell What savior rests while on his cross we die Forgotten freedom burns Has the Shepard led his lambs astray to the bigot and the gun Must it take a life for hateful eyes To glisten once again Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess Singin' drunken lullabies I watch and stare as Rosin`s eyes Turn a darker shade of red And the bullet with this sniper lie In their bloody gutless cell Must we starve on crumbs from long ago Through these bars of men made steel Is it a great or little thing we fought Knelt the conscience blessed to kill Must it take a life for hateful eyes To glisten once again Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess Singin' drunken lullabies Ah, but maybe it`s the way you were taught Or maybe it`s the way we fought But a smile never grins without tears to begin For each kiss is a cry we all lost Though there is nothing left to gain But for the banshee that stole the grave Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess Singin' drunken lullabies I sit in and dwell on faces past Like memories seem to fade No colour left but black and white And soon will all turn grey But may these shadows rise to walk again With lessons truly learnt When the blossom flowers in each our hearts Shall beat a new found flame Must it take a life for hateful eyes To glisten once again Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess Singin' drunken lullabies Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess Singin' drunken lullabies Singin' drunken lullabies There was a thunderous applause as Nick and Justin stumbled their way off stage and back to the buffet I was standing at. I was about to tell them how good they did for being drunk (I think, I don’t know how it was supposed to go) until Nick fell face first into the punch bowl. Justin and I burst out laughing as he got up and joined us. The night continued on like this, with drinking and dancing and singing, and we eventually found ourselves sitting out front, talking to a young colt who was surprisingly mature for his age. Alas, all good things must come to an end as Celestia had finally gotten away from whatever held her up. Although, I did notice her carriage creaking more than usual… As I suspected, she was not happy, but I managed to convince her to let me stay for one more song. Justin, being the most sober, decided to sing one of his favorites from Earth. Click here for video Man it's a hot one Like seven inches from the midday sun Well I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone But you stay so cool My mu equita My Spanish Harlem Mona Lisa You're my reason for reason The step in my groove, yeah And if you said this life ain't good enough I would give my world to lift you up I could change my life to better suit your mood 'Cause you're so smooth And it's just like the ocean under the moon Well that's the same as the emotion that I get from you You got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeah Gimme your heart make it real Or else forget about it Well I'll tell you one thing If you would leave it'd be a crying shame In every breath and every word I hear your name calling me out Well out from the barrio you hear my rhythm on your radio You feel the turning of the world so soft and slow Turning you round and round And if you said this life ain't good enough I would give my world to lift you up I could change my life to better suit your mood 'Cause you're so smooth And it's just like the ocean under the moon Well that's the same as the emotion that I get from you You got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeah Gimme your heart make it real Or else forget about it And it's just like the ocean under the moon Well that's the same as the emotion that I get from you You got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeah Gimme your heart make it real Or else forget about it Or else forget about it Or else forget about it Oh, let's don't forget about it (Gimme me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it) Oh, let's don't forget about it Let's don't forget about it, yeah Oh, no, no Let's don't forget about it... As soon as he finished his song, Celestia grabbed me by the ear and dragged me back to the chariot. The only thing I remember hearing before I passed out was Tia saying “You just wait until we get back home. You, and a certain author I know, are in deeeeep doo-doo.” [A/N]------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Here you go guys, last half of the party! Comment, fave, you know what to do. And where do you think YOU'RE going?!? Umm...away? WRONG!!! GET OVER HERE!!! ...........lord save me.......