Blogspot #2 - Happy Hearts Warming! (+ chapter preview) · 5:51am Dec 25th, 2014
Hello again everyone! Happy Hearthswarming!
How's everyone this Hearths Warming and christmas eve? Hopefully, you guys, gals, and ponies found all of your gifts in time, and got everything in order. For me, everything's almost ready for christmas, I still...um, need to finish up a few things before I head off to bed.
It's been an... actually busy week for me. I really do love this time of the year. Remember to spend this time with the people you care about the most. As said, those closest to our hearts. The internet will always be here, go spend this wonderful holiday with everyone whom you love. We'll be back here tomorrow.
And, I wanted to say thank you to everyone who's looked at my story. It's something I'm very grateful for. All of you, thank you very much. If you've enjoyed my story, then I've done my job.
Merry Christmas and Happy Hearth's Warming!
Also, for the holidays, here's a preview of the Flash's Demon chapter 5. I hope you guys enjoy it until the real chapter comes out.
Chapter 5 - Laplace
Laplace watched as the double doors opened back up and Flash Sentry stalked through with a face like thunder.
“Flash! You're back!” She exclaimed, before her joy turned to worry as she noticed his empty expression.
“In you go,” said the white demon, trotting alongside Flash and guiding him into their “cage” of a room. Flash paid no attention to Laplace, demon, or anything else that had existed in the world.
With her job done, the demon turned around to leave. “Stupid Shiny pissed us off. We're gonna go blow some steam in the lab. You two have fun,” The demon said, telekinetically snatching another sandwich from the tray of food they had for herself. She turned around and left the old tax room, the double doors slamming behind her and locking on their own.
Laplace looked at Flash as he walked towards the red mare.
“Hey, Flash, what happened out there? How'd it go? What's going on?” Laplace said, “Are we getting out... of... here...”
Flash just walked right by her.
“Flash?” Laplace said.
He said nothing.
“Flash... what happened? What's wrong?”
He continued to walk ignoring the world and walking into wall, pushing his head up against it.
Laplace winced at the sight. “How silly,” she first thought, before her thoughts returned to that of her companion's mental state. The more she looked, she got more worried as to what had happened, and more importantly, what was going on inside the head of Flash Sentry Junior.
Flash felt like he wanted to explode. His brain kept pressing against him, too many thoughts colliding with each other, so much so he couldn't think. This, that, how and it all crossed each other at lightspeed over and over, suffocating his already stressed brain.
Am I going to get out of here?
How could she do that to them?
He's not going to give her want she wants.
What's going to happen to my family?
She really is a monster.
I'm going to flunk out because of this.
She's going to kill them.
She's never going to let me leave.
I remember her.
“FLASH!”
The combination of Laplace shouting his name and the hard strum of a guitar snapped Flash out of his own mental chaos.
“Flash.... Equestria to Flash Sentry Junior,” said a frustrated Laplace before she noticed that he was now looking at her. The faraway look in his eyes had vanished, and she mentally congratulated herself. “Listen, calm down ok? You're kinda freaking me out...”
Laplace was right, he needed to clear his head, he needed some air. Instinctively looking up to the ceiling he had a internal laugh seeing no sky to soar in. He then looked at Laplace again, and saw the guitar held in her telekinesis. He knew the demon had used it just prior to Laplace snatching it by chance. And by chance, it was here for him. Flash thanked Celestia for her blessing and walked to the guitar and its holder.
“Uh, Flash?” she said once again.
He needed release. “Do you mind?” Flash asked. She didn't resist, and Flash got the guitar in his hooves from Laplace.
Just holding a guitar felt good. The acoustic guitar was in good shape. Flash plucked a string, hearing it perfectly in tune, maybe even moreso than his own. He tested each string to check their condition and fell in love with the instrument as he did, each sound tearing another layer of the world off, leaving just him and his instrument.
Flash began to play.
Flash began playing a simple melody of a few notes and a few simple chords, but when reaching what seemed to be the end of it he started the melody over, but added more notes to it. Each time he completed a loop, he added more complexity and began it again. It wasn't long before Flash had broken out into a full fledged song on the wooden guitar. At first, Laplace had no idea what Flash was doing. In fact, she had assumed it to be a musical spell of some sort and had tried to sense a spell being cast from Flash’s playing. It had taken her a minute to realize that he was not casting a spell in any form, but had spontaneously started playing a song and nothing more. Deciding not to interrupt the first free music she’d heard in years, Laplace smiled and laid down on the carpet floor as she began to actually listen to the melody Flash was playing instead of just hearing it.
Every note felt right coming from his hooves, every chord played with precision and perfection. Flash tuned out the whole world out as he continued to play, a smile growing on his face as well as in his heart. All felt right in Flash's world. Despite the it looking like he had just started playing a song for the sake of randomness, Flash knew exactly what he was doing. To bury his head in something that made him feel better, to dive into the endless refuge that was song. A habit begun in his youth and one he never let go of, the habit that earned him his cutie mark, a magnificent blue shield with a pair of musical notes on it.
Flash Sentry Junior finished the melody one final time, and ended his song.
“That... was beautiful,” Laplace said. When he opened his eyes he no longer had that look of emptiness.
“Thanks,” Flash softly replied.
Flash noted Laplace, laying on the ground in front of him. That was when his face turned a little red at his audience. Laplace rested her head on her front left hoof. “Didn't know you were so good,” Laplace was filled with awe “That's the best I've ever heard. It was really really amazing.”
“Well, it is a part of my cutie mark after all,” Flash Sentry Junior modestly replied.
There was a moment of silence between them.
Flash began to explain himself. “I'm... I'm sorry. After dealing with what I saw, I... I just... felt like I was gonna blow. I just needed-”
“Someway to vent?” interrupted Laplace.
Flash nodded. “Something like that. I think I know how you felt yesterday when you tried to escape. That... her, just does something to you. I know you didn't bring it intentionally, but thanks for bringing this guitar in with you. I... I really needed it. Music helps me relax, it clears my head and just makes me feel better. It's been a habit of mine since I was young. It's... gotten me through a lot of tough times.”
“I wish I could play. Always wanted to, but just never did. I really need to find a teacher for playing one of these days.”
Flash pondered the thought for a while, and then smiled. “Well, you got me.”
Laplace did a double take, before breaking into a smile. “Really? Like seriously you'll show me how to play?”
“Yea. We're gonna be here awhile, sounds like a better way to spend the time then anything I can come up with. Honestly, it'd be quite nice,” he said.
Both him and Laplace shared a genuine smile.
Hours had passed, and Flash didn't care. He had been busy with the joy of music and passing it down to Laplace. He was quite impressed at how well she was picking up on the basics of playing. She did say she had practiced a tiny bit a long time ago, but never did anything serious.
“Oh wow,” Laplace muttered, her head away from the instrument.
Eventually, the inevitable had happened. One of them looked at the clock and saw the time. It was long past midnight and long after the time for them both to be asleep.
“Um... maybe we should stop for the night,” spoke Laplace.
Flash agreed. “Alright. Tomorrow I'll show you some more chords and another song, ok?”
Laplace lit up with a smile. “Thanks!”
The two stopped, grabbed the blankets and the pillows so graciously provided by their captor, and got ready for sleep.
“Well, at least I can sleep in,” poked Flash's brain. “No college classes around sunrise this time...”
Flash might have wondered if being a prisoner meant you didn't have anyone to bother you with going to sleep on time for college classes at sunrise, but he didn't really care, or at the least knew it was something he'd have to deal with the moment he was free, and currently, he wasn’t.
Flash was feeling tired, and as he rested his head against the pillow he heard Laplace's voice. “Hey, Flash... could you tell me what happened when she took you to see Shining?”
“When did she know about Captain Armor? The demon must have told her,” He thought. “I doubt that demon would pass up a chance to gloat. That thing's got serious control issues.”
Flash saw no reason not to answer, and thus began to recount what had happened. “Well, he tried to negotiate our release. It didn't really work. She was asking for a whole lot of things, and Captain Armor wasn't going to roll over and give into her demands. Which really pissed her off that she didn't get what she wanted. She's like a spoiled filly really.”
Laplace had a little laugh. “Like a filly huh? She throw a little tantrum too?”
Flash knew she was joking, but he couldn't shake it.
“Yeah. She turned into Princess Cadance, Captain Armor's fiance and mocked him. And then... and then...”
Into her.
Her.
“...that is the weirdest doll I've ever seen. The buttons are all weird.”
“Hey! Don't you say that about Ms. Smartypants! Apologize!”
“I never said weird was bad. I think weird is cool. But honestly, why in the world did you bring it to a dinner party?”
“...”
“Ok ok, I'm sorry, stop pouting like that. I'm sorry.”
“Ms. Smartypants forgives you. I do too.”
“Um, uh, sorry. A filly. A young purple unicorn filly,” Flash said.
“Is that so?” replied Laplace.
“I remember her. T-That filly. I remember her.”
Of the possible responses was rolling around in Laplace’s head, that response was the one she was not expecting him to pick and say. Her head went back in surprise before she leaned in to find out what exactly he had meant. “Huh?”
“That little filly was Captain Armor's little sister.” “Yea, I think Twilight was her name.”
This, surprised Laplace. “R-really? I didn't even know he had a sister! He doesn't even tell people he has one. When did he magically get a sibling out of nowhere? Did you know her?”
Flash didn’t hesitate and answered her promptly. “Not really,” he said. “I met her once at a dinner party when I was a kid. It was a party of some sort and all the paladins and royal guards brought their families. Never really thought about it until now. Never really put it together that she was Captain Armor's sister. Oh Celestia... no wonder why he...”
Laplace smiled “I'm sure she remembers you too.”
“Use to.” Flash corrected “She's... um... Laplace... is it ok if we don't talk about it? I really don’t want to.”
“You don't huh? Why can't you spill the beans?” Laplace sighed as her thoughts continued. “Oh well,” she lamented to herself. “To another day then...”
“If you say so Flash,” Laplace replied. “Maybe another day I suppose. Let's get some rest.”
“Have a good night Flash.”
“You too Laplace.”
Laplace used her horn one last time, and dimming the lights and snuggled herself in for sleep.
“...goodnight handsome...”
And that's all for now.
Have a Happy Heartswarming everyone!
