//------------------------------// // spy me a statue // Story: Viva La Lunar // by amf studios //------------------------------// Chapter 11: Spy me a statue. Sweetie belle led Scootaloo into their, now shared, room.  The walls were a light purple, on the left side of the room was a bed with a diamond blue blanket covered in Pink music notes. There was also a black and purple chair on wheels  in front of it was a shelf with a thin grey rode type thing, the room also had music note currents, an odd device(MP3 Player) a rug that looked like a dance floor, A machine that was labeled “Karaoke,” and various other things. Sweetie Belle got in the chair and telekintectically took out a remote, she pressed a button and a holographic screen appeared, “What kind of movies do you like?” “Movies?” Scootaloo asked with a confused look. “You don’t know about movies either?  What have you been living under a moon-rock all your life?” Sweetie asked. “No, I’ve lived in an orphanage all my life,” Scootaloo said. “Figure of speech,” Sweetie Belle replied, “Alright, you can at least read, right?” Scootaloo nodded, then sweetie continued, “you pick a movie, I’m going to get some popcorn.” As the unicorn filly left the room, Scootaloo examined the remote, it had a ton of buttons which she didn’t know what each did.  She picked the remote up with her mouth then sat in the chair, the screen was on something called, “Moonflix,” she pressed one of the buttons and the movie selection moved to the right, she began reading titles off, “Mission Implausible, nah, Foalzen, nope, Pony rangers? Seems interesting.” Sweetie Belle came back into the room holding a bowl of popcorn, “Movie night is ago.” A few hours later, in Canterlot, a chariot pulled into the castle runway.  From it, Spike, followed by a very hungover Trixie, left it. “Thanks mike,” Spike said to one of the pegasi, “Ah, Castle sweet castle.” “Yeah… Wh- whatever,” Trxie said. “That’s what you get for drinking a whole gallon of highly alcoholic cider,” Spike sighed, “Least this time I don’t need to drag you.” “sh-sh-shut , hiccup, up!” Trixie groaned, “Ugh, that was a disaster.” “Tell me about it, a country we didn’t know exist had almost merged with us, but pulled out at the literal last second!” Spike exclaimed. “Wuh?” Trixie mumbled. “Oh, right, you’ve been hungover all day,” Spike said, “I’ll remind you later.” The two walk to their room, Trixie tripping multiple times.  On the way there they ran into Princess Celestia, who up till now had been held up in her study.   “Oh, Spike, Trixie, how’d the celebretion preparation go?” she faked a smile.  She then noticed the fact of how horribly Trixie looked, “that bad, huh?” “Went fine, just somepony threw a party last night, and Trixie had just a bit too much cider,”  Spike explained. “Trixie.. Urp, regrets nothing!” the unicorn said lazily. “Anyway, we saw what happened with your sister… is she really-” “Nightmare Moon?” Celestia interrupted him, “no, nightmare moon is nothing more than a fictious character, she never really existed.  Altough she was definitely based on her.” “Are we really going to war with her though?” Spike asked. “No, she said if we do anything else against her or try to make contact we will, uh doi,” Trixie said lazily, both the dragon and alicorn surprised she remembered that.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    “Sorry again, although don’t get all hung up, I’m sure the after party tonight will be fun,” Spike said. “Well it’s a nice thought, but… I might just skip it this year,” Celestia said walking away. “She’s really upset hun trixie?” spike said but got no response, “Trixie?” He then saw the magician passed out on the floor, “celestia give me strenght.” A few hours later halfay across the castle, a single gaurd positioned on watch duty all night was having trouble staying awake.  His eyes were slowly draging to sleep when he heard a door open, he jerked his spear in that direction, then noticed nopony was at the door. “Quickshot!   You had better not be trying to scare me again, I know a pepper spray spell!” he said.  He heard running behind him, then to his left, then his right. the windows shut themselves concealing the room in darkness. “Quick?”  he said in a meek voice. The another voice, sounding like it was being said through a fan said from above, “Come into my parlor, said the spider to the fly.” The guard looked up and was greeted with a changeling on the sealing hissing then leaping down onto him. A few seconds later, an almost exact double of the guard threw him into a closet.  He slammed the door and began walking away, dropping small metal orbs each time he entered a door.  He kept this up, until reaching the gardens. He made his way to a statue of an unidentifyable animal, he was about to break a peice off but then heard, “Silver Spear!” He turned to see a grey unicorn mare with one eye, a short black mane and purple and yellow armor came up to him. “Captain,” he said saluting. The angry mare said, “you aren’t set to leave your post for the next hour, what are you doing out here?” “I heard suspicious activity ma’am, I simply came to investigate,” “Silver Spear” answered. “Well return to your post, very important ponies we’ll be here within hours and I want to ensure their safety after the Lunar Republic’s declaration this morning, every guard is to be inside guarding the castle. Do I make myself clear?” the captain asked. The “unicorn” grinned to himself, “clear as... ice.”