• Published 14th May 2015
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The Show Goes On - totallynotabrony



The slide show begins at six. Princess Twilight is there every morning.

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The Show Goes On

The computer screen seemed to flicker a little more than normal at four a.m. Either that, or Slide Show was merely more observant. It was a wonder what caffeine could do.

He sat back in his chair and blinked hard a couple of times. The morning presentation had to be ready to brief by six. It was mostly done, but he would continue checking the news for last minute updates right up until brief time.

Slide Show was punctual. He had to be. Princess Twilight Sparkle was perhaps the most methodical pony in all of Equestria. If she wanted the brief at six, then Slide Show would present it exactly then.

Time did not affect alicorns like everypony else. Princess Twilight’s age was probably a matter of public record, as she would want it, though Slide Show had never looked up the number. It wasn’t relevant to the daily intelligence briefings he provided her. Friendship Rainbow Kingdom Castle in Ponyville was smaller than the castle in Canterlot, but Princess Twilight still needed a staff to keep her up to date on important matters around the country.

Slide Show lifted his coffee cup and took a sip. The ceramic was stained with old coffee and had “staff” printed on it.

Despite the fresh brew, he yawned and checked the time again. This morning’s brief would begin with the weather forecast for all of Equestria, provide an overview of griffon troop movements along the border, discuss crop reports for the fertile regions of Equestria and the countries they traded with, and include a brief biography of candidates in the upcoming minotaur election.

The Princess didn’t seem to enjoy the briefs. She was always in her seat promptly at six, and took a great interest in the goings-on, but the slide shows seemed forced on her. Slide Show didn’t take it personally, and he was sure that she didn't either.

To make the briefs more palatable, he might modify the presentation. He had a dusty binder of notes from the Princess’ friends. Rainbow Dash had insisted on “faster and funnier.” Applejack said not to cram words onto each slide. Rarity had wanted some color. Pinkie Pie suggested special effects. Fluttershy had mentioned something vague about emotion.

But until the Princess told him what she wanted, he couldn’t very well adjust the formula. He could tweak here and there when an idea came along for improvement, but she hadn’t yet indicated that Slide Show himself was doing anything wrong.

Slide Show looked at the clock in the corner of the computer screen. Five a.m. He got up from the computer and went to get the morning newspaper. He also checked the classified communications that were dropped in his inbox by the royal messengers.

Reviewing the messages and reading the paper, he saw that there was nothing new. Slide Show got another cup of coffee.

He went to turn on the projector and check that the Princess’ seat was positioned in front of the screen. He picked up the clicker and checked that the batteries worked.

One final review of the brief convinced him that there were no problems. The slides were ready.

A few minutes passed. Slide Show shifted his weight from hoof to hoof and flicked his tail. The computer went to screensaver. He clicked it back to life.

A minute before six, the door opened and Princess Twilight entered. She was always almost exactly one minute early, as if making a rehearsed appearance.

She glanced around the room as she came in and walked over to her seat. Even with her polished jewelry, the sound of her hooves on the floor was surprisingly subtle.

Slide Show said, “Good morning, Princess.”

“Good morning, Slide Show.” She gave him a quick smile and sat, folding her legs and arranging her wings.

Slide Show glanced at the clock as the final seconds ticked away, pausing until the Princess looked up. She gave him her attention.

He cleared his throat and clicked his clicker. “Welcome to this morning's brief, Princess. Weather today for Ponyville will be clear with predominantly westerly upper level winds ranging from five to twenty knots. Weather for Canterlot will be…”

Slide Show spoke. The Princess listened.

He told her what he thought was important, things that she would want to know, occasionally using the laser pointer in the clicker to highlight a point or a location on a map.

The Princess’ eyes focused on the slides and her ears concentrated on Slide Show’s voice. She paid attention. Even when her friends had joined her for the morning brief, she had always been focused.

Slide Show periodically took a breath before going to the next slide. The natural pause was a subtle way of asking if there were any questions. The Princess sometimes asked for more information. “When was the last time it rained in Trottingham?”

“Six days ago, Princess.”

“What sort of weapons are the griffons using?”

“Only small arms, Princess. It’s unlikely they will make any movements without heavier support.”

“Who is predicted to win the election?”

“As you know, Princess, minotaur elections are historically close, but I assess Copper Kettle has the lead.”

The Princess was likely the most intelligent pony in the country. If she asked about something on a slide, it was Slide Show’s obligation to know it. He answered all of her questions precisely.

He clicked to the last slide, showing a plain black screen. “Do you have any final questions, Princess?”

She paused, looked up, hesitated again, and asked, “Can you tell me a joke?”

Slide Show’s mind went blank. He stuttered, “I-I’m sorry Princess. I don’t have a slide for that.”

She laughed and Slide Show blushed. The Princess said, “I liked that, Slide Show. Thank you.”

She stood up, glancing around. The room was empty save for the two of them.

“See you tomorrow.”

“You too, Princess.”

Author's Note:

This started off as a comedy called Death by PowerPoint.

Comments ( 10 )

Of all the slices of life, this is the sliciest.

Maybe she just doesn't like PowerPoint as much as she does paper presentations? I'm 100% sure that Twilight would keep up with modern advancements in technology as the years passed, but I doubt she would easily give up the feel of paper in her hooves and magic.

Knowing you, I had no idea what to expect. That was cute and very well done. Thanks again for making my day better.

Simple and beautiful for it. Very nice.

Took me a bit to clue into the fact that a desktop computer would NOT be anachronistic. Twi's age should have been a clue, but I missed it. Actually now that I think about it this would be in a very short window of decades (Button Mash was playing a standing game) OR the other bearers are also immortal?

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The first arcade stand-up videogame, Computer Space, was released back in 1971, and Pong came out in 1972. (Although videogaming didn't really explode in widespread popularity until around 1977-1978, when games like Space Invaders started coming out, and the Atari 2600 home console hit the market.)

Powerpoint first became available for the Macintosh in 1987, and the first Windows version came out in 1990.

So, yeah, not that long of a gap, really. 19 years, at most; if the Mane Six are in their early-to-mid-20s at the start of the show, they'd only be in their 40s at most by this time, so no immortality required. :twilightsmile: (And there were computers capable of doing Powerpoint-like slideshows earlier than that, really; Powerpoint was just the first incarnation of it that was relatively easy for a non-expert to use, on commercially-available hardware that was within the average home user's budget.)

It wasn’t relevant to the daily intelligence briefings he provided her. Friendship Rainbow Kingdom Castle in Ponyville was smaller than the castle in Canterlot, but Princess Twilight still needed a staff to keep her up to date on important matters around the country.

Where the extra space is, you forgot a the.

A minutes before six, the door opened and Princess Twilight entered. She was always almost exactly one minute early, as if making a rehearsed appearance.

minute, and drop the extra space.
Great story!

Death by powerpoint.... *shudders*

I understand what a one-shot is. I know what Slice of Life means, and this is certainly that.

But I couldn't find myself enjoying this, because there was simply nothing there. You took Slice of Life to the extreme, and made the story so bare bones there wasn't really a story left. There's nothing inherently wrong here, and your grammar and spelling were impeccable as far as I saw, but nothing was remotely interesting. There were plenty of opportunities to set up an oddity, some question that left the reader wondering, or satisfied. But you didn't use them.

I can understand wanting to write a truly Slice of Life genre short clip, but the reason most people enjoy those is because we've been given a frame of reference for them. A 'version of reality', if you will. People will read a Slice of Life side story to another story, a romance for example, because they can attribute interest from that story. They can draw similarities, connect dots, and that keeps them interested.

As it is, this one-shot seems like it belongs in a collection of one-shots revolving around another story in which Slide Show is a main character. Maybe this was somehow a shadowy short about how the Princess' friends are now dead, she's much older, and trying to deal with it. But there wasn't nearly enough information to really give much credit to that theory either.

Now, I'm certainly not giving this a thumbs down, as I said there's nothing inherently wrong with it. Maybe you've written another story with Slide in it, or perhaps mentioned him in passing, and I never read about it, or forgot about him. (Though the lack of a Link makes that seem unlikely) Or maybe you simply wrote this out of sheer boredom, or you sat down with an odd idea and decided to write it out. Regardless, I'm afraid this one was a miss for me.

5983469 You seem to have considered a lot of possibilities. Regardless of what I was thinking while writing it, I suppose someone else thinking while reading it is satisfying.

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