What is it with these ponies and my flank? Before I could delve into the mysteries of my flank, my eyes brought to attention a small shuffling. Noticing the both beings where looking at me, I quickly diverted attention to them. After several long, awkward minutes of silence, I decided to break the ice.
"It may seem rather rude of me, but I never actually got your name." I asked the mare with the pink mane. To be honest with myself I didn't even think she had a name. She was secluded in that forest for an unknown amount of time, never once mentioning her name. Possibly not seeing a single pony in quite some time, seeing how she rushed to a simple noise for companionship.
"Well, you see..." Her voice trailed off, as if not wanting to continue. She visibly squirmed, trying to make herself into a replica of a rubber ball. Needless to say, she was failing horribly. "My name would have no meaning, where it not for the events that resulted in the separation of me and my counter-part, Celestia."
My eye rose a bit. Not only was I finally getting her name, but I was also getting what the difference was between her and Celestia? Now, if I could only produce popcorn at will.
"I think we have some time to spare." I said with a mix of curiosity, masking my glee. She looked worriedly at the other alicorn, who nodded its head, signaling her to continue. Taking in a deep breath, she finally got to telling the epic tale and the cause of the separation between her and my nemesis.
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She stood over the great city, eyeing it with lust, picking out her next target. Over the course of many years, she would choose this city as her hunting ground. It was the farthest away from Equestria, the only means to get to it where by boat, or exhausting yourself to the brink of death by trying to fly, or butchering magic and teleporting. Luck in her favor, she was an alicorn, able to perform feats of magic without exhaustion.
Having decided that not one pony could satisfy her lust, she decided the city would be her play toy. Flying up, high into the sky, she gathered most of her mighty magic. After a few seconds of spell charging and chanting, she unleashed all of it upon the town. Thick tendrils of pure pink energy snowed down, towards the unsuspecting civilians. A few unicorns in the town sensed a huge disturbance making its way towards them. Some dared to look up, only to freeze in shock. Thousands of tendrils where seconds apart from engulfing the town in pink. The sky darkened, as the other ponies finally sensed something was wrong, dare they look up, they were also met with the same fate as their unicorn counter-parts. Few foals started to cry, screams of pure terror filled the streets. Celestia counted down the time for when the energy would hit the town.
Five seconds from contact, families huddled together, enjoying their last moments. Animals barked, hissed and clucked madly at the tendrils, hoping to slow them down.
Four seconds from impact any sane pony was now hiding, be it under a table, a stall, in basements, or under their mother-in-law. Silent prayers went out to Celestia, unknowingly feeding her more power.
Three seconds in, the city resigned their fate, knowing it would be hopeless to fight back. The city was soon filled with soft crying, sorrow flowing through the streets. Everypony in the city knew it would be their last day on Equestria.
Two seconds from contact Celestia licks her lips, eagerly waiting for the torrent of pleasure to be received by the tendrils she sent out.
The last second, the city stared at the spectacle of light, glad that the last thing they saw would be beautiful in its own light.
The tendrils clashed with the city, tearing through the streets. They ripped up concrete and stone as if it were vanilla pudding. They quickly and effectively searched for anything with holes and a pulse. Buildings were torn down, tendrils collided with house flooring, digging up anypony unfortunate enough to hide. Hundreds of ponies flew into the air, tightly gripped by a tendril, or three.
No one was spared. Not even the foals.
Hours later, anything with a pulse was now exhausted, and lay on a moving mountain of pony. She once again stood over the city, a now burning wreck, and slightly sticky. Deciding it would ruin her reputation, she sunk the whole city in panic. The two beings sharing her head decided it would be best if she said discord did it. Unbeknownst to her, the goddess' magic had altered the ponies to allow them to thrive in the water. They retained half of their pony bodies, but anything below their waist now resembled a fish. Thus the sea ponies where born.
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I stared, horrified by what my ears had heard. Pure shock strangled my mind, as I struggled to breath. If it were a statue contest, I would be immediately disqualified, for being a professional. I could barely see the worried face of the mare, and the expressionless face of the other thing.
"Molestia, I think you may have gone overboard with the storytelling. Look, she can't even breathe right now, and my horn is nowhere near her muzzle."
"At least I did not go into detail about the damage the various dragon sized c-" I looked up to see the being shoving a hoof into the mare, which will now be called Molestia, mouth, effectively silencing her.
Managing to regain some composure, I managed to squeak out a few words.
"I think I need an adult." Their answers horrifying me to a greater extent.
"I am an adult" they both said in perfect unison.