Apparently, the change of the day also brought with in the news that I would be temporarily relocating. It was tradition that new recruits not receive their first weeks of on-the-beat-training in the same place they would later patrol, I soon learned. It had something to do with not being seen as ‘too green’ to those we protected. I pointed out that none of us were green, and was quickly corrected that, whatever had gone on out in the forest, we had been tested and found worthy, but still needed a little experience of day to day guarding. Since none of us had expressed interest in Manehattan, that meant that the four of us were to be shipped off to exactly there, albeit only for a few weeks. Our armor would arrive before us, and when we returned or went to whatever permanent duty location we were assigned, we would be polished, prepared, and ready to impress.
I do not think the sergeant’s emphasis on the second syllable makes that ‘the three P’s’. And honestly, it bothered me immensely that the others did.
Topaz promised me that everything would be exactly as I left it in my ‘lair’. I appreciated the sentiment, and promised to bring her something from Manehattan, as I was led to believe was custom. She assured me that wasn’t necessary, also as was custom; this ensured a better gift. Somehow. The staunchness of her assurances, therefore, suggested that I must get her a very impressive gift indeed. She also gave me a small pouch of bits to pay for a dragonfire transmission when I arrived, and a large block of salt for the train ride, which I had not previously been aware was necessary.
I cautiously asked for permission to travel by hoof. Alas, it was denied, and I again ventured into the beast, fortified with salt. This made me drowsy, which in turn made me paranoid; I did not want to fall asleep in the infernal machine when it required such constant vigilance. I was relieved when the others seemed to naturally fall into shifts of wakefulness and various games to pass the time, with Wispy getting frustrated that the pieces on the boards kept shifting, which apparently ruined the game as she was about to win. I found this amazing, as she had perhaps three of her total pieces left on the board. Shining agreed that it was a shame that he hadn’t seen her amazing counter-strategy, which apparently involved throwing a piece at his head. Beating Bold and myself in succession seemed to greatly improve her mood, though Shining admitted my strategy had the advantage of being unique. Apparently moving every piece one move ahead at a time regardless of openings is unheard of. I would have to refine it.
Manehattan is not as… mountainous as Canterlot. By which I mean it both lacks a mountain and lacks the good marble construction of towers that appear as spires. I found myself immediately disappointed, but I supposed brick and mortar would suffice away from their Princesses. The barracks was reasonably cozy, I decided; instead of having a large open space with bunks as did our first barracks, it had small two-pony rooms. Shining and I were given a room, and Wispy and Bold both shared their own with other new recruits; apparently it was either improper or uncomfortable for unwed ponies of opposite gender to rack together.
Oddly, Shining seemed slightly disappointed that the first day of actual servitude in the guard consisted of almost exactly the same early morning exercises as before, excepting that those who were considered the 'most fit' were allowed to see to their own training; roughly a quarter of the pegasi and earth ponies in our assigned group fell into this category, and perhaps half as many unicorns. Of our little quartet, Shining, Bold, and I opted to join the most vigorous group because it would be beneficial to us. Wispy chose to do something called 'free running' that apparently involved a very spirited run across the various peaks of the city with her wings loosely bound. While this sounded odd to me, it was apparently not totally unheard of. Perhaps I would enjoy the experience, and I made a note to try it at some point.
The following training was a brief tour of the city, as led by one of the senior Guard. Our duties would consist of ‘a great deal of grunt work’, taking part in the various patrols of the city, and seeing how the old Guard dealt with trouble, which we had already been trained to do, as I understood it.
“Have to keep your eyes peeled, fillies and colts. This town never sleeps. Could be the crack of dawn or the stroke of midnight, and ponies are out and about, buying, selling, seeing theater or museums. And then there’s the bat ponies; Celestia knows pegasi can get in enough trouble when there’s light to see by. Bat pony gets all salted up and the only way anypony finds them before morning is one of our patrols, so keep those eyes roaming!”
Given that we were in the midst of what I believed to be the exact same lecture for the third time on the third day of this tour, which happened to coincide with our crossing of a suspended bridge (a horrible architecture that involves the use of very little material that is subject to the motion of wind and excessive travel. I disliked it immensely), I found that it settled my stomach to keep my vision focused on the ponies in the market below us, which was usually far more bustling than even Canterlot’s own. Too many ponies, I had decided, finding this place to be perhaps too full of emotion for my palate. It was almost suffocating. I’d initially found that I envied Wispy for being able to patrol above the crowds with her fellow pegasi, but she admitted that it mostly involved something with zoning restrictions and cloud homes being subtly shifted into more expensive neighborhoods, which was frowned upon.
So it was with some relief that my attention was drawn to a pony arguing with another very loudly at some sort of jewelry stand, and both were becoming clearly upset. Pony anger has always interested me; it rarely had decent cause for the most excessive expressions. However, I was quite certain something was amiss when the salespony turned away, only for the buyer to shove the necklace they had been discussing into a saddlebag and quickly trot away.
I hesitated, not wanting to directly draw attention to the scene which the others did not seem to have noticed, as one of the seniors would have surely already seen it. The pony was approaching us from beneath. I shifted, and realized that our senior guard was glaring at me even as he spoke.
“Sir,” I began, not wanting to interrupt as the new sergeant first class seemed to be telling a very important detail of an encounter with a griffin that was, again, larger than the day before and therefore evidence that a third griffin had assaulted him at some point. “If I may-”
“Celestia’s beard, Cadet, can it wait?”
I considered, trailing the pony who was still making impressive headway through the crowd and was very nearly underneath us. The keeper of the stall had meanwhile noticed the absence of their item and was looking increasingly upset. “I do not think so, sir.”
“Then go, be quick about it. You have five minutes.” I nodded, pleased that I was being given an opportunity to enforce the Law of Equestria, though the time constraint was troubling. I would have to make haste to the lower level. “The rest of you, take fi-” The last of his words were lost to me as I poked myself between the bands of the bridge and dropped out of hearing range, recalling too late that ponies seemed to find this disconcerting. As it was, my fall was ‘cushioned’ by the thief-pony in question, who had actually stopped to gawk when somepony nearby had noticed my approach.
Their shock allowed me to quickly wrap them in a hold that I had once managed to use on Bold himself for a period of almost a full ten seconds.
“The buck did you come from!?” they demanded, struggling in a way that was most unlikely to get them free. Training, it seemed, actually did assist one in these matters. Up close, it was clear the thief in question was a mare.
“I bring justice from above,” I announced, wanting her to be aware that I had been witness to the crime.
She stared, mounting horror on her features. Clearly, the realization that she had performed an illegal act had not fully occurred to her. This was good; I could scarcely believe a pony would purposefully do something knowing that it was morally and legally wrong, whatever the others suggested. It was almost unthinkable.
Thankfully, her struggles abated when two other guards separated us. The salespony was delighted at the return of her family heirloom, which had not been for sale and had been the cause for their earlier argument. The thief-pony said some very discourteous things that I will not repeat and claimed the necklace was hers. The lie displeased me and I believe my glare silenced any further outbursts.
Unfortunately, the process took considerably longer than five minutes, and I was ashamed to see my assigned squad hurrying down an alley to get to me.
“What the hay were you thinking, Cadet?!” the senior guard sputtered, looking as though I had done something out of the ordinary. This had been duty, clearly. “You jumped off a bridge!”
“Forgive me, sir. The time constraint given-”
The roar nearly set me back a step. “Buck the time constraint! You jumped off a bridge! We had to secure Shining Armor to keep him from bucking going after you! Are you insane!?” I noticed Shining Armor looked shamefaced at this, and I nodded my appreciation at him. He was indeed a very good friend, and true to his word. He seemed to brighten slightly at that.
“No sir. I had noted a crime, and you told me to go. It was the fastest way to the lower level.”
The senior sputtered, furious beyond words, though I could not reason why. Perhaps tackling a pony from a bridge was excessive force. Ponies were fragile in some ways, I understood. And not very good at landing. It was probably for the best that Shining hadn’t joined me; it was lower than our training climb had been, but not by much. The bridge was intended as a scenic view, and was clearly not meant for such a sudden departure by non-winged ponies.
“I have been said to be the beneficiary of some form of ‘feather fall’ spell,” I recalled; Topaz’s earlier claim, while untrue, could be truthfully repeated. It seemed to ease the senior officer’s mind, but he was clearly still upset. “I am not sure how such a thing works, but these drops do not concern me.” And, it allowed me to approach good sturdy ground more rapidly. I liked that very much.
He groused nonetheless. “Tirek’s teacups, lad, that would have been nice to know before you jumped off a Moon-cursed bridge.”
I was familiar with neither of those terms, so instead lowered my head as a show of deference. This seemed to finally appease him, and we continued on our trek around the city.
Apparently, I had made my first ‘collar’, which I would assume to be another term I had not been familiar with, and this was cause for visiting a bar for a ‘sensible’ amount of drinking. I was initially resistant, but this too was apparently ‘tradition’.
It seemed a lot of guard traditions involved alcohol. I was beginning to grow slightly concerned with the direction they seemed to be going.
However, my fears were unfounded. Only I was to drink more than I should during this event, and even then it was to be only to the limits of moderation, as was appropriate for celebration.
Princess Cadance’s arrival in a low bar made my mouth far more dry than any beverage, salted or alcoholic.
Not only should one so high never sully her hooves in such a place, but she was entirely without escort. More disturbing, she was wearing some form of disguise. Her appearance was completely wrong, and the magic surrounding her was… hard to explain. It was oddly disappointing, a glamour that changed her color to a rich dark green and altered her features only slightly, as well as hiding her wings… but smoke does not hide a volcano.
Except, apparently, this smoke did. Shining spoke to her and seemed to have absolutely no idea that it was she. That was intolerable; I would have to correct his misconception at the first opportunity. In fact, none of the ponies seemed to recognize her innate majesty. My horror at the unfolding scene led me to stare, unable to speak.
I could not even break eyes with her when she met my own and suddenly blushed, and I realized how horribly inappropriate that had appeared. Order, how was this to be fixed?
Shining politely returned a flirtatious comment, but soundly rebuffed any other invitations, which seemed to annoy her. I would have to make him aware of the disaster he was brewing posthaste, and I found myself following her when she left and took a seat elsewhere with a bit of displeasure on her face.
“Ah… excuse me, this is horribly forward of me-”
She blinked, then blushed deeply, looking away. “Oh, um… this is awkward. Don’t get me wrong, you’re a catch and all but I’ve… actually got my eyes on somepony already.”
“Princess, I-”
She spun so quickly she nearly knocked over a pony carrying drinks, and I could swear I saw a glimpse of pink wing as she did so, though whatever she had done to cover it quickly reasserted itself.
“Princess?! Where? Princess Celestia, here? That’s crazy! She’d never come here!” Princess Cadance laughed, her voice sounding just slightly off. “Surely you don’t mean me!”
Perhaps this was an implied order to use that name. “Er. Cady, I-”
At that moment, one of the Princesses of all Equestria shoved me into a corner. “Sh sh sh sh shhhhhh!” She looked frantically about to see that nobody had noticed us. Wispy had, damn the luck, but she nodded in approval and gave me a small salute. I was beginning to mistrust my friends' judgement at times. “Oh Harmony, how did you know? Does Shining know? Does he think I’m an idiot? Oh Harmony, I’m an idiot. I should have just told him it was me, now he thinks I’m spying on him or-”
N...no. I do not think he does,” I admitted, now completely lost. How could a Princess of Equestria be this… uncertain?
In a small, hopeful voice, she murmured. “He doesn’t…?”
“To my knowledge, he does not, Cada-”
“Emerald Glen,” She corrected, firmly. It was… suitable. Actually, it was a pretty good name, all things considered. Did all ponies find these names to be second nature?
“...Emerald Glen. He does not.”
“Oh thank goodness,” She looked at me, then sighed. “You’re going to tell him, aren’t you? Oh, this is such a disaster, I just wanted to surprise him and I thought it would be fun to flirt a bit and-”
“He did not realize it was you, and therefore turned you away.”
She looked embarrassed. “I wasn’t testing him or anything, I swear.”
I had no idea what she was talking about now, so I simply blinked.
“Okay, maybe a little, but I was going to tell him, I just didn’t expect him to be so firm about it. I was going to tell him in private.”
Ahh. This I understood. “Your honor is at stake. He holds your affection in so high a regard that he does not recognize those who would encroach upon your territory.”
She scrutinized my face, then met my eyes. Those she had left almost completely unchanged. Had Shining met those, he would surely have realized the truth. “You do not need to talk him up, Mr. Hooves.”
“Your ma-Emerald, it is true, and I swear it. After the traditional drinking before our induction, he was truly intoxicated to the point where he told another mare her dress was appealing. Then he was nearly inconsolable with the idea that you would be displeased with him for noticing even that much.”
Cadance-Emerald blinked. “Well of course I don’t want him to be blind. That’s not healthy for a relationship.” Still, she looked significantly more cheerful. “He is a good stallion.”
“One of the best,” I agreed.
“If I don’t tell him I came to see him, are you going to?”
“He has sent you a dragonfire letter every day since our arrival,” I noted. Those, I had found, were prohibitively expensive. A letter was a single bit; dragonfire was fifteen. The price one paid for instant communication, I supposed, but still extravagant. “It would please him greatly to see you.”
Now she winced. “I… haven’t been at the castle to receive them. I didn’t know he’d be sending anything dragonfire. Do… do you know what they said?”
“Reading another pony’s mail is a felony, your… Glenness.”
That near slip seemed to amuse her. “Alright, alright. Look. Do… you happen to think I could get into your barracks? I could tell him there. In private.”
I considered. That seemed reasonable. “We are the corner room. Number one-zero-eight. I believe we are allowed to have visitors.”
“Alright… yes, yes, I think this will work. So… please don’t tell him until I get a chance to?”
“Er. Yes, ma’am.”
Returning to my companions had never felt so awkward. Wispy seemed amused by my ‘nova’ ways. I was finding Manehattan to be a very complex place.
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This story never disappoints. :)
Thanks for the chapter!
By the gods... So first they think Idol is gay, then they think he's bi, and now he's been seen talking to a mare... alone... All the time Idol has absolutely no idea what is being said behind his back, or it simply flies straight over his head.
7686824 it flies over his head xd
Batman is proud.
YY! Not dead!
Hehehe. oh excuse me, hahahahhaa! so good.
7686824 This is like Ciamphis Cain.
What next? He becomes a legendary super soldier?
Good stuff, cant wait for moar.
I love this story.
After following this story since it first started so long ago, I have a deep hope in my heart that it will end and never fade off into obscurity like so many others.
KEEP IT UP!
Have you ever had a
bughorse drop on you from above? How about abughorse bigger than you are? I'm surprised that thief didn't speedily fling a small pile of large bricks out the back of herself.And now we must ask ourselves what would happen if a
bottomless love black holechangeling like Idol actually did hook up withan endless love white holeCadence. Would... would they just pop? Was that how Discord was created?!Justice bug rains from above. i c wat u did thar
WOHOO! UPDATE!
Only Idol could have delivered a line like that so matter-of-factly.
7686980 By causing Chaos with their union, They create Harmony.
Can we Please see the pony version/report of Idol's arrest? Please I would love to see this from different point of views! like Shining and the Thief, and a report from the sergeant!
7686824 At this point I am waiting for when they realize that Idol is very literal. They(or at least Shining.) have been with him long enough that I am a bit surprised that they haven't figured that out yet, but I guess that would also remove some of the comedy of the situation.
"and was quickly correct that"
"corrected"?
"that meant was that the four"
"that meant that the four"?
"assigned we would be polished"
"assigned, we"?
"Apparently moving every piece one move ahead at a time regardless of openings is unheard of. I would have to refine it."
Hah! :D
"but I suppose brick and"
"supposed"?
"decided, instead of having"
"decided; instead"?
"Shining, Bold and I opted"
Depending on the style, "Bold, and"?
"the bat ponies, Celestia knows"
"ponies; Celestia"?
"that is suspect to the motion"
"subject"?
"emotion for my palette"
"palate"?
"she admitted mostly that it involved"
"she admitted that it mostly involved"?
"saddlebag and quickly trotting away"
"quickly trot away"?
"whom had actually"
"who"?
"from!?” They demanded"
"from!?” they demanded"?
"from above.” I announced"
"from above,” I announced"?
"They stared, mounting horror"
"She stared"?
The pronoun seems to switch back and forth a bit in that paragraph, though.
"displeased me and I believe"
"me, and"?
"Cadet?!” The senior"
"Cadet?!” the senior"?
"spell.” I recalled, Topaz’s"
"spell,” I recalled; Topaz’s"?
"‘collar’. Which I would"
"‘collar’, which I would"?
"intolerable, I would"
"intolerable; I would"?
"at first opportunity"
"at the first opportunity"?
"catch and all but"
"catch and all, but"?
"N...no. I do not think he does.” I admitted"
""N...no. I do not think he does,” I admitted"?
"could the princess of Equestria"
"could a Princess of Equestria"?
"Glen.” She corrected"
"Glen,” she corrected"?
"best.” I agreed"
"best,” I agreed"?
"arrival.” I noted"
"arrival,” I noted"?
Excellent as usual. :)
.... will he get those weird glowing wings like in the show when the future changeling king got at first later on?
Fucking Idol being a mixture of Batman and Ezio.
Good chapter.
This was really funny. Idol's pun when he caught the thief was great and so is Cadance's appearance.
Nice, reminds us of a scene in Star Wars where Anakin just exited the speeder in the middle of Obi-Wan berating him. Hey, he kept his eyes peeled indeed!
Cadances' surprise was fun, hoping she won't realize that the only reason she was discovered was because Idol sensed her...
Keep going! ;)
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Not that I don't trust you, but this seems to me the kind of story that would benefit more from just breaking off from canon and doing its own thing. I'm not even necessarily talking about the changeling fairies and all the worldbuilding for the changelings as a whole. I'm more thinking about Shining Armor, and how he's still in the mindset of changelings being universally evil by the time he meets Thorax. If Thorax were the second friendly changeling he'd met, then the initial hostility wouldn't make sense. Maybe you'll prove me wrong, but adapting this story for season 6 canon seems like arduous work that you'd really have to bend over backwards for.
So glad to see an update. Awesome work as always vdrake77!
Well, that didn't take long.
Somebody. Please. Fan art. I'm begging. If possible, include a reference to Pharah from Overwatch: a poster in the background or a toy at one of the market stalls or something.
Accidental Batma- bugman?
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Idol is more like the Mr.Spock of the guard. The logical course of action dictates I drop through this bridge to apprehend a criminal as it is the shortest and most direct path. And during the altercation, Idol fails to see why his Queen, colloquially referred to as mother, would wish to fornicate with a common domesticated animal in Tartarus.
I have to wonder how the stealthy visit to Shining's room will go, heh. Will Idol guard the door while trying not to flop over, foaming at the mouth from the copious amounts of hot, sticky love gushing through the walls?
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Not if Shining never catches on.
Now all Idol needs to do is pull Cadance to the side and give her a few disguise tips. Something deliciously ironic there.
Also, have to echo 7687270. Seen too many stories ruined bending to canon, so hope this goes its own way.
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Either that or it won't be stealthy at all, spawning a whole host of rumors about Idol and his ability to pick up mares. I mean, Wispy is already convinced that he's got a thing for Topaz (which he does), and there was that bat mare he charmed when they met in the castle, so now he can add Emerald Glen to his list of conquests.
... at least she'll think so.
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Didn't click until just now.
You've been planning this chapter for ages haven't you vdrake77?
That was fun, may I have another? Looking forward to more.
Keep up the good work. Deus tecum.
great chapter again, I can't wait to see the next chapter.
Very nice, that bridge jump, I can totally visualize that.
7687086 Glad soemone pointed these out, I was gonna do it myself but thanks!
Otherwise an awesome chapter!
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You're welcome, and thank you. :)
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7687565 You have no idea. :D
This was a great chapter, Hooves is already going to be in high regard by the time all of this is done, and he won't even know it. Already catching thieves and stuff.... This is quite impressive for a rookie that hardly knows anything of the world.
He's batman!
Hahah, nice chapter dude. nice!
Heh, Abridged, I see what you did there
This is an excellent chapter, I've always loved how you've portrayed Idol as both blind to things we and Ponies share as social norms and yet intelligent and keenly observant for things that pass over the heads of his Pony compatriots.
By the way I'm sorry if it seems that I've short changed you with this comment by not making it a critique or a longer review, but there's nothing new I can really add other than how you continue to impress with chapter after chapter.
Well done, can't wait for more.
I WAS REALLY HOPING HE WOULD DO THAT AND YOU DID NOT DISAPPOINT XD
Edit Alert:
Odd mix of they and she pronouns, especially considering it has already been revealed that she is a she and she is referred to as such for the rest of the scene.
This would be a fair concern even if you didn't have the tendency to change shape when you get smashed, Idol.
BEGINNING?
Oh, for Celstia's sake. At this rate, Idol will be seen as some bisexual Casanova-Spock hybrid, and I honestly can't say that I disprove of this. Good going, Vdrake. I am loving this story.
Edit: Also, in regards to the new lore revealed in season 6, I say "Fuck it, this story wasn't started with that lore in mind, so I don't want to even bother rewriting it to fit with the canon."
Where in a city is there a rope bridge suspended above a market place.
What is it connecting?
I just can't imagine.
7688101 Wait, that was a rope bridge? I had read that as a suspension bridge, and had imagined it as a river side market. Huh.
7688136 which was more my intent, basing it on Manhattan.
Son of a i spent the last hour reading this whole story and i finish this chapter like "yay onto the next one" and bam no more chapters. Plz hurry (but still be good)