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L0rd0f7hund3r · 209k words · 767 156 · 19k views

Cloud Nine · 1:26am Sep 17th, 2020

Lost in His Own World

A fuzzy something tapped his arm. He barely acknowledged it, instead keeping focus on the screen in front of him. The hard-light holographic display has the images of a several arcane glyphs spread on it's surface and the surfaces of its brothers. There were six such screens spread out to the right and left, above, below. His mind was wholly trained on these graphics, as well as the Grimoire opened on the desk to his left. He would glance it every now and then, then refer to the glyphs once more. ALl the world may as well been white noise for the attention he gave it. Again, the fuzzy sensation returned. His concentration only marginally marred by the touch, he was going to ignore it once more when sound accompanied it.

"Stevie?"

The sweet and melodic timber of the voice brought The Grand Archmage back from his extended study of necromantic glyphs and back in the world of the real. He looked to his right, where the touch was orginiating on his arm, to see a golden yellow hoof laid there, along with teak eyes, large and pleading on a pony's face. The cascade of rose colored hair brought The Grand Archmage full circle into the realm of the corporeal. He had drifted again.

"I'm sorry, Fluttershy," Steven croaked, not realizing how dry his throat had become, "I must have… drifted into my studies… completely focused on these glyphs… What time is it?"

"It's an hour after dinner time," Fluttershy stated, worry working over her face, "we tried calling you, but you seem so- intense, we didn't want to disturb you."

"Oh," Steve murmured, "I, uh, damn, it's my ASD kicking my ass again, I guess. Aspergers can be a mean mistress when it comes to focus. To anyone else, it would look like I was on cloud nine looking over this."

"Cloud nine?" Another voice chimed in, and Steve looked beyond Fluttershy to see a bacon-haired unicorn enter the room. Sunset Shimmer.

"Is there a pony equivalent to 'personal heaven'?" Steven asked.

"There might be," Sunset answered, "though I guess it matters what tribe you come from. I don't know about Pegasi or earth ponies, but for unicorns it would be 'in Starswirl's Study.' Twilight would know more, if you're that keen on it."

"I may ask her later," Steve said, "uh, just out of curiosity, what was for dinner?"

"Oh, we had lasagna," Sunset stated, "Applejack is really getting the hang of Neighpolese cuisine."

"Oh, damn, I missed that?!" Steven exclaimed.

"Well, uh, not quite," Fluttershy said, "we still have it warm and ready to eat."

"Yeah, we ain't eatin' nothin' 'til our stallion is at the table," Applejack said, trotting into the room, "an' ya'll had better have an appetite, cuz we got lasagna burstin' out the seems up in here."

"Applejack," Steve mused, "love ya, you're the best cook ever, but please, for Maker's Sake, don't try to appropriate street speak. It- doesn't suit you."

"Dang!" AJ swore, "I thought I had it that time."

"Come on, let's eat," Sunset said, "I'm starving and Princess Luna is due in ten minutes. And you know as well as I do that if she gets a bite of Jackie's cooking, she'll eat us out of house and home."

"Yeah, let's get started," Steven said, "I. Am. Famished."

(A little scene that popped into my head this week, regarding Steven's neurodivergence. Hope ya'll enjoy.)

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Well, that's all for now. Until the next chapter, I am The Wolf Who Writes Prose.

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