"Well, that went over better than I thought it would."
"Twi," Spike gave the purple pony a weird look. "Celestia agreed with you 100% even before you began to talk. She even had the paper releasing Mr. Toby from service signed before you got there!"
"Exactly, Spike." Twilight gave a smile that beamed achievement. "I didn't have to argue and I got exactly what I came here for. That's why it went better than expected!"
"But there wasn't going to be an argument, there never wa-"
"Spike," Twilight interrupted. "You're ruining this moment I want to enjoy."
The dragon sighed. "Whatever you say, Twilight."
The two characters were on their way out of the palace after their meeting with Princess Celestia. Spike was still struggling with the scrolls he was carrying, while Twilight had a spring in her step as they walked back to Canterlot. It was about a little bit before noon. The sun shined brightly through the clear skies, side street stalls were open to the public, and everypony was coming out to enjoy the wonderful day. Nothing could ruin this beautiful day, Twilight thought. Well, her eyes sagged a bit from her recently acquired lack of sleep, except for maybe my need for caffeine. "Spike, why don't we stop by that cafe you like and have some tea and something to eat?"
"I sure hope they have rubies today," Spike rubbed his grumbling stomach. "I don't know long my aching stomach can last without a good plate of rubies."
Twilight smiled. "After all you've done the past week, Spike. Watching after Toby while he was recovering, organizing all my reports... I think you've earned a few rubies, maybe even a sapphire or two." The little dragon's resulting stomach rumblings were probably heard for miles around because of that statement. Twilight giggled, "I'll take that as a simple yes."
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"Who wants a nice cup of tea?"
The voice and the door opening awakened me from my sleepy stupor. I rolled my head over to get a better look at where the noise came from. It was only Trixie entering the room, she carried two cups of tea and a playful smile. Miller, Toby. Philosopher. Lieutenant. The words echoed hollowly in my head, trying to force my mind to remember what has happened. Come on soldier, think! But nothing wanted to respond. My body lay limp, almost completely drained. Gathering what little energy was left, I attempted to lift a hoof to my face to rub the sleep from my eyes, but was stopped short. Glancing over to it, I could see that it was covered in dried blood and still tied to the bed post. Should have known, I’m still tied up. The situation hasn't changed. I took a deep breath, Wonderful start to this part of the day.
"Trixie would like an answer, but she can understand if you are overcome with ecstasy from the quick rump with Trixie. What pony wouldn't?" Her tone was all playful, clearly happy at what had transpired. "It is Trixie we're talking about."
The damn pony is full of herself, was all my thoughts could seem to say. I let my head sink back into the pillow. Weariness slowly beginning to take back over my body. Note to self: add this pony to the list of ponies that need to take a long walk off a short pier. I chuckled quietly to myself. That makes it two ponies then. Lord Swift-hoof-up-the-flank and Trixie, I paused in thought. I'm sure I'll think of a name for her soon enough.
"Though," she plopped herself next to me, setting the tea aside, "Trixie is quite impressed with your," she put a hoof on my chest and gave a coy smile, "abilities, if you will. So, Trixie has rewarded you with a cup of tea," she brought the cup of tea up to my mouth with her magic. "Don't be shy, just have a sip. Trixie made it herself." The tea was a bit hot and didn't taste like tea at all, but it didn't matter to my parched mouth. It eagerly welcomed the liquid slowly running down my throat.
"How was that?" She took the cup away from my lips. "Trixie only wants to please her guest."
"Come closer, please" I whispered, my voice strained to even respond. The blue pony leaned closer. "Closer," I whispered again. Again, she leaned in closer. Her face was near enough to be close, but kept her distance. I leaned up and whispered into her ear: "Your guest only wants you to take that cup, and go buck yourself."
"UGH!" the outraged Trixie shot back, taking a few steps away. "How rude! Trixie only wants please her guest and you treat her like this!"
"Yeah..." I lightly tugged at my restraints, wincing at the small sharp feelings of pain shoot up from my limbs. "You certainly know how to treat a pony right."
"Trixie just wanted you to stay put." A smug look began to form on her lips. "If you don't like the rope, Trixie can certainly get the leash and collar, if you want that."
The thought ran through my head, "No, I think I'm fine where I'm at now."
"That is what Trixie thought." She trotted out of the room. "Trixie will be in the next room. If you need anything, just say something. Trixie will be glad to help."
Like I would ask for anything, I thought, rolling my eyes. I let my head sink back into the pillow again. Miller, Toby. Philosopher. Lieutenant. My hollow thoughts rang out again. You'll be outta here soon, soldier. A glass of orange juice, yeah... orange juice, and you'll be back to normal. Somehow I managed to form a smile, but slowly, my weariness got the best of me. My thoughts began to drift. You'll make it, you'll make it back to her...
* * *
Twilight sipped her tea with a smile while Spike munched on the small bowl of rubies and sapphires in front of him. Canterlot was fully awake now, and the bustle of everypony out and about added to the ambiance of the street side cafe. The purple pony observed everypony going about their business, feeling the natural urge in her to be doing something productive. I’ve already completed the biggest thing on today's list of things to do, she thought to herself reassuringly, taking another sip of her tea. And besides, I'm way ahead of schedule for today, I'm sure a small break wouldn't hurt. She let her mind drift away in the midday sun.
"More tea, Miss?" A voice asked from behind her.
Twilight turned, "Yes, that would be grea- Swift?" There stood Lord Swift. He was in uniform, but his jet black mane wasn’t slicked back as usual, it was instead ruffled. Clearly, he was just flying. Nonetheless, there he was, quite to Twilight’s surprise and now appearing anger. So much for my good day. She thought to herself.
"You seemed so surprised," the white pegasus began. "Since when can't a friend stop and say hi these days?"
"But Princess Celestia said you would be out until tomorrow, or tonight at the earliest."
"Ah yes," the pegasus sat down, drawing an agitated look from Spike. "It would seem my use in Cloudsdale was very limited, so I got out a bit early. I thought, why not enjoy this beautiful day in Canterlot? Just thought I would enjoy some of the perks of being Lord Swift." His face shined with pride.
"Yes, I heard about that promotion." Twilight responded, clearly frustrated at his presence. "But, it would seem that you and a lot of other ponies had the same idea," Twilight took a sip of her tea. “Anyways, what brings you here, as in right here? Come to flaunt some more, your Lordship?"
"Well," Swift rolled his head in annoyance, "you can't quite enjoy a splendid day without a few other ponies." A cough from Spike and Swift stared him down for a few seconds, "Oh, and a dragon. My apologizes. So, when I saw you here all alone," another cough from Spike. "Well, not quite alone. I thought I would join you for a nice cup of tea, and see how you’re doing."
"Swift, I'm flattered," Twilight flashed a false smile that looked ready to turn to a snarl, "but I need to get going, I've got a busy day ahead of me, lots of things on the list today." She stepped away from the table.
"You wouldn't mind me asking what is on that list?"
"Well, I've got to buy some more parchment and ink." She motioned to the packet of scrolls and reports next to Spike. "While zealously writing my reports, I may have run out."
"Hmm," Swift thought for a moment. "Indeed."
"And," Twilight started, "I'm meeting up with Rarity to shop for clothes and fabrics." Spike's eyes lit up at that name and Swift couldn't help but roll his own.
"Then I have a nice dinner planned for Phil- Pinkie Pie back at Ponyville which requires some spices that I can only find here."
"Hmm, I see."
"So you see," Twilight paused. "I must get going." She placed a few bits on the table. "Come along Spike." The dragon sighed in half protest, picked up the bag of scrolls, and followed Twilight. "Um, it was nice to see you again, Swift." Though, I hope I don’t see you again anytime soon, Twilight thought.
Swift sat there for a few moments, watching them go. "He's still out there," he called out. That statement stopped Twilight in her tracks. She returned to the table, staring Swift down.
"What did you say?"
"OH!” Swift began his sarcastic reply, “Now you want to talk."
Twilight rounded the table and stood face to face with Swift, who now held a small grin. "Answer my question, Swift!"
"I think you heard me quite well, Twilight, but if I have to repeat myself, I will. He's still out there. Your friend may have found himself lost on his first assignment, or should I say your coltfriend by some the things I've heard." His grin only grew as he knew he had the upper hand.
"I don't have to have my actions approved by you!" Twilight shot back, now red with both embarrassment and anger. "In fact, I couldn’t care less. And what do you mean lost?"
"I just stopped by the palace for a few moments to check up on a few things, and it would seem that two out of three ponies on his assignment checked back in." He grinned as he chuckled a bit. "I look forward to reading their report later."
"Just. Tell. Me. Where. He. IS!" Twilight spoke through her teeth.
"There’s no need for that tone, Twilight, because I don't know," Swift spoke, feigning the innocent victim. "I haven't read the reports yet. Trust me, when I find out, you'll be the first to know.
Spike pulled at Twilight, "Come on Twi, we need to get going." But she only shrugged him off. Continuing to stare down the pegasus, her anger brewing.
"Yes, Ms. Sparkle." Swift sipped on his own cup of tea. "You have such a busy day ahead of you. You must certainly get to it. Don't let me hold you back."
"Don't think this conversation is over, Swift!"
"Oh, but I look forward to continuing this conversation later." Taking another drag of his tea.
"Come on, Twi," the dragon tugged again. "Not here, we've got better things to do than argue in public." Gesturing to the eyes of ponies watching around them. "And we don't want to keep Rarity waiting."
Swift waved the two goodbye. "Do try and enjoy your day, alright?" If he was waiting for answer to his wave, he never got one. The purple pony and the dragon walked into the market and then were out of sight. He took another long sip of his tea, a smile stubbornly holding its place on his face. My, my. What a wonderful day this has turned out to be, indeed.
Lord Asshol - I mean Swift is really butthurt because of the romance between Toby and Twilight. Well Bu-Hu on you Swift
Considering he's been a human most of his life, I'm surprised Toby said go buck yourself, instead of the human derivitive.
Yey! I can write again! Your story is so awesome! It inspired me to write my fic. Not even as good as your... not even close as good as yours. But... big fan! Keep up the good work!
This story is awesome and now I want more please.
ooh new chapter
i sence physical and magical assault coming to him in the near future
341035 well he IS a brony....
Story, Y U SO GUD ლ(ಠ益ಠლ)
*struggles in his chains* MUST! KILL! SWIFT! *froths at the mouth as he tries to get free* Let me out of these things!
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i happen to have a bolt-cutter right here. the only condition is *takes out baseball bat* i get his legs
341286 *nods savagly* Fine. you can have all his legs if you want but I get to tear his heart out AZTEC style then we can eat it!
Hey, Doc. Do me a favor. Make this happen, I think you know what I'm talking about.
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341290 Ooh! Ooh! Can I pluck his wings one feather at a time? And then slowly cut said wings off with a dull hacksaw? Please? *Attempts puppy dog eyes*
341337 Of course, but instead of a dull handsaw why not be creative...theres a butterknife on the counter there
Toby should just be spewing his name, rank, serial number, and date of birth over and over.
341341 I like where this is going....oops, almost forgot. I'd best grab some salt on my way over. *Twists mustache and cackles madly*
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341427 *zips his mouth shut* *is silent*
341429 i was only kidding
341432 Then that means we can use the wolverine torture on Swift
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Wrong weapon for the wrong target. That is a Anti-Tank weapon, you are going to want an Anti-Air weapon like this one.upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4e/Launched_FIM-92A_Stinger_missile.jpg
341427 BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh sweet Celestia, I can't breathe!
341433 But first we need to take his front legs and stick them in an oven and a freezer each. We then slowly (and painfully) freeze one hoof off while melting the other. It shall truly be a glorious event!
341448 We should leave the mangled up pieces in the barracks once we are done or even better rearrange them till they make a lovely hat...then take turns wearing it
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yippie. the more the merrier. i decided to ditch the baseball bat. i decided that burning the flesh of his legs with a blowtorch would be mush more painful
*uses bolt cutter to free ShadowWalking18*
341456 YAY! Can we make his mane and tail into a scarf? Also, we could use some of his plucked feathers and put them in the hat!
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HEY!!! YOU PROMISED ME HIS LEGS!!!
if it makes you change your mind, i decided that burning the flesh of his legs with a blowtorch would be mush more pain full
341464 And so with that final action, we shall upon Swifty McMeaniepants....UNLEASH THE HOUNDS OF HELL!
341465 We can do that sure. Though and I really hate making this reference cause this fic scared the crap out of me but.....we can use what pieces we dont turn into fashion items into.....cupcakes
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splendid idea. i'd love to make a cane out of his spine ( + )
341484 Im making his skull into a coffee mug.
*reads conversation between Lord Swift and Twilight*
LORD SWIFT, YOUR ASS IS GRASS NOW BUDDY!
341484>>341487 I've got dibs on his two remaining hooves. The show great potential as doorstops.
341474 I think there was a misunderstanding here. His legs will be fine, they'll just be missing a hoof or two.
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can i make a hat out of his skin to match the cane or is uT.TerAbsurdity gonna make a leather-jacket out of him?
I....sense we might have gone to far now. Not that it really matters :P
341439 Ha yes how could I be so naive. I wholeheartedly agree with you good sir.
341427 ... CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!
*GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASP!* I CALL SHENAN-
...
*Silence*
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Hehehe..... (Demonic voice) I want his flesh, my comrades. And his blood... (revs chainsaw) blood......
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woops, sorry. replied to the wrong person. my bad
341546 Moonstone: Oh yeah?! Well I'm watching you watching him!
You know what really bothers me about this story besides the multiple grammar errors, the somewhat rushed relationship, and the cliches? The fact that I really don't like what's been done with Trixie. It seems too much, even for her and what happened, for her to become a complete villain! I understand her egotism, but the seduction and the terrorizing of other ponies? Terrorizing is not in character. There's pushing boundaries and completely destroying them and I believe that you destroyed Trixie's boundaries with this characterization. It does, but doesn't feel like Trixie. I would understand if it was an original character, however this is not the case. I want to keep reading, but at the same time I don't all because of one character. Why? I'm not sure myself.
Your concept and execution is fairly good, however I think an original pony would've suited better than Trixie in your story.
/endcomplaining
I found this update too late to take part in the claiming of Swift's body parts to assist in his mutilation.
I'll get the camcorder, then.
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Just take both. And an actual tank. And a Chopper. The best kill is an overkill.
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I have to agree here. This is an extreme Version of Trixie, one that doesn't really fit her. Doc, I don't know if there is some Point in the Story you're building towards wich needs Trixie as a villain, you might just put a succubus in that place since it's pretty much what Trixie does. For now stick to Trixie though, but if you revamp this at some point...
And one last thought: How about Trixie being turned into a succubus by something in the forest. That wold explain her behavior aswell as allowing it to be Trixie wich sure is a fun idea.
But who am I to tell you how to write your story?
341854 I'll grab some popcorn and a couple drinks while we watch them mutilate him.
342110 sorry flesh is being turned into a hat but you can have the muscle tissue :P
Hmm... New skin cloak with the wings draped over my shoulders sounds appealing at the moment... Yes, pretty white wings and maybe I'll dye the fur, hmmmm...
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i think i have a solution to swift
Well I've made significant progress on the portal to Equestria, I went boot shopping (steel toe with CLEATS), now I just need to finish the portal and my foot will be lodged so far up Lord Dickface's ass that he'll be coughing up shoelaces.