//------------------------------// // Roses // Story: The Return of Prophesier Quarterhorse // by Arn //------------------------------// Roses Celestia held the helmet up before her. Her image was all distorted and funny. Wasn't life like that. Somepony would go to all the trouble to find sand for glass then some pony else created glass and then somepony else took that glass and changed its shape and color then petty soon someponies nose was all askew. Somepony, somepony, somepony, somepony else.... There was a knock on the door. "Come in."Celestia said cheerfully placing the helmet down on her desk as it distorted the image of the rose besides."Ah, Broadbeam. Newest member of the day guard...so how was night duty...because you really shouldn't be in the gardens at night, might meet a unicorn mage having visions. Startle one, and then you're powder! Poof!" Broadbeam shifted uncomfortably. "Um, I was told by my superior to report to you as soon as I was done."he said."I was wondering why you decided to have me be part of the honor guard?All the other guards were of the night.I kind of stuck out like a sore frog. You know. Of the night,neither seen nor heard..." "Until the princess return, I know." Celestia said with a smile."Just a bunch of colts when I, they, tumbled out of my closet one morning like keystone coppershoes!" She said."Just a bunch of kids...just like Quarterhorse."as she looked out the window at the moon. "Just let her talk."Broadbeam remembered Showspear telling him."That's what you are there for." Celestia looked up at the moon through the window."I remember him coming to court. His mother and father were both horticulturalists, that is to be expected from earth ponies.They had brought their son to court that day to present me with something special." She picked up the rose beside the helmet. "A rose your majesty?" "Not just any rose. The...perfect...rose.So beautiful so fragrant you are divided between eating it, of which I knew I would be totally heartbroken, and clutching it tightly!"she gently cradled it."The child's career would have been made as the royal gardener!Yet he had no cutie mark. I didn't believe he had grown it. I told him to take the rose and create a bush for it. That bush I showed you the other day. He and his parents agree but the need time so I allowed them to go through my personal library. First the found a preservation spell. Then Quarter horse took cells and was able to reproduce the plant. I was thrilled, until I saw that rocket on his flank. He had found an ancient tomb of angles of trajectory.Well his parents insisted he full fill his destiny!That's how I lost my gardener and had to put up with new blooms all over the daylight sky! Of all the check.He took his rose back too!" "Roses..." "So that is how it all started ma'am."Broadbeam asked."How he started a rocket program that you sponsored to fly above equestria with centrifugal force?" "Uhhu. Even the parts you can't remember."she said turning back to him with a smile."Thank you for listening." "That is what I am here for mama." "Broadbeam was it?" "Yes maam." "Well,its getting late Broadbeam. You have duties to perform."as she walked toward the door. Next time please, when you have the day off. Enjoy the garden.A little thing out of place and everypomies schedule is turned upside down!" "I could go and get that rose for you from his estate if you like." "There really is no need."she said "I'm sure its still around, because of that preservation spell."he said. "Your right.This is the one."she said holding it aloft. Still perfect. Broadbeam looked at the two of them. "I never was his princess."she said.