Preview of the Next Chapter of All-American Girl · 1:23am May 20th, 2013
Chapter Ten rewrite!
“Normally, I would slap that insolent tongue of yours back into its mouth, but right now I could care less, as it does little to spoil my joy.” He took another drink before continuing. “For the record, I happen to be celebrating my aunt’s most critical of failures. Did you know, at this moment, Cloudsdale is under attack? As to who did the deed? It really doesn’t matter – the only thing that does is that so soon after the death of Fillydelphia, ponies will be clamoring for leadership…strong leadership, the kind of bedrock firmament that Aunt Celestia is absolutely incapable of.”
“And you think you are?”
“Of course. Why else have we survived for so long? Because we are canny and await our return to the throne.” He got off his couch, wobbling towards his son before putting a foreleg around his withers. “Think of it: when I am king, you will be the crown prince – and you will learn what it means to wield true power.”
“But Aunt Celestia will not be displaced so easily, Father. She is an ancient and powerful mare, not one of your flighty conquests.”
“Which is why we have to strike when the time is right – and that time is soon coming. Did I not teach you that an iron fist must have a velvet glove in order to rule properly? I have my brutality, and I have your mother for finesse. So too, one day will you have a wife to counter your own…proclivities, shall we say, hmm?” The look in Blueblood’s eyes was questing, curious, as if he expected his son to admit to something. But then moment passed, and it left the younger prince wary of his father.
Fortunately for Silver Platter, relief came at hand. “Your highness,” a guard said, nodding briefly to acknowledge Silver Platter, “We have recovered her highness and escorted her back to her chambers as per your request.”
[Beep] is about to go down.
It's not just Nightmare Moon that presages rhe end of the world, it's Blueblood being
competent!
Someone just shoot Blueblood already, he's wasting precious oxygen.
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Forget oxygen, think of all the alcohol!