An excerpt · 3:22am Jun 27th, 2017
Coming to an intersection in the hallway, Celestia paused, hearing quite a clatter. Yes, yes, a commotion was coming this way. Ears perking, Celestia wondered if what she was hearing was the guard running down the hallway perhaps, maybe because they were in a hurry? This was more than a ruckus, and was approaching a full blown cacophony.
“HUZZAH!”
That single utterance was enough to cause Celestia’s blood to curdle in her veins, and she backed up, pulling Twilight with her.
“Sodding git!” a feminine voice cried.
Then, Celestia saw it. Two chariots approached, and in them were Gosling and Luna, along with two older foals. Beans was with Gosling, and Toast was with Luna. The twins were taking whacks at one another with padded batons, the kind the guard used for training. Two guardsponies were pulling each chariot, for a total of four unlucky privates, no doubt press ganged into service by decadent royals. The chariots smacked, banged, and clattered against one another.
It was a classic race of colts versus fillies, stallions against mares. Sparks flew from the chariot hubs as they clanged together, and Beans took an opportunistic whack at his sister’s head with his foam-padded baton. The chariots went whooshing by, and all Celestia could do was stand there, stunned, with her mouth hanging open.
“You manky, good for nothing honker!” Toast screeched. “I’ll do you for that!”
“I think not!” Beans took another whack at his sister, and clobbered Luna instead.
The chariots departed with the squealing of rubber tires against the stone tile floor, leaving Celestia standing there with her mouth agape. Beside her, Twilight watched the chariots go, and the little mare’s mouth was a perfect round ‘O’ of startled surprise. A sharp corner was coming, and Celestia could not bear to watch, but she could also not look away. Gosling would be inside the corner, and she expected him to make his move, and he would, if he was smart.
“Hey, Twilight, are you up for a race?”
*Note to self, read the bloody fanfic!
Tia v Twi? That i would like to see.
this will be fun
How does this series keep going from political intrigue series to "lol let's race chariots through the seat of power for funsies"??
I'm thinking of pressing charges for this whiplash I've received.