“I-it’s FREEZING out here sis!”
“Just tough it out! We’re almost there!” The two Pegasi walked in the freezing blizzard. One of them trying to see past the snow around them, and the other following closely behind. The younger one was curious as to why they were walking out in the freezing cold. The older one was pleased by her confusion, and kept the surprise to herself.
“How much farther?!”
“We’re here!” The older pony said as they looked up at the ruins of the castle as it towered over them. Icicles hung from the enterance like the teeth of a great monster hungry for food. As the older one walked in, the younger one kept complaining about how they should go back home. The older one giggled at the younger one’s fear and kept walking.
“If you don’t wanna get left behind you had better hurry up!” The younger one picked up her pace at this point.
“Sis... this place doesn’t feel safe.”
“Oh stop worrying so much. It’s not like this place’ll kill you.” The older sister’s confidence showed brighter than the torch that suddenly lit up to the left of them. Then another on their right. The torches kept lighting up with blue looking fire and led down the hall.
“Woah...” the older one said in astonishment as she followed the path that the torches made for them. The younger one stopped her.
“Sis, I’m scared. I think we should head back home now...” the older one ignores the younger’s restraints. And proceeded down the hall, enchanted by the look of the flames. They could hear a voice whispering to them before the younger one hid behind the older one.
“Bring her to me...”
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Cold woke up to the sunlight streaming through the window. She was always super sleepy and not much of a morning pony. So much so, in fact, that it took her a minute to realize that this was not her room. She noted the mare sleeping next to her as she slowly got out of bed. The mare seemed mostly undisturbed as she placed the covers back over her and took a second to collect her thoughts. She remembered this mare from the night before. She was a unicorn that she had met at the bar just outside of town and had decided to take their fun back to her house. As Cold stared at the sleeping mare, she began to wake up and looked back at Cold.
“Have fun last night? We could go for round two my little vampony~” the mare teased seductively. The mare came and wrapped her hooves around Cold before Cold turned and stood up.
“Better not. My job tends to keep me busy during this time of year so I had better get going.” Cold lied while preparing her stuff. The mare sat on her bed giving a frown.
“Fiiiiine. Then where do you work?” Cold smiled sleepily to herself and looked back at the mare.
“I could tell you that. Or we can just leave things up to fate and see if you can find it.” Then she left the bedroom and her house.
As she left she didn’t really have anywhere to go. She didn’t know where exactly she was or where her home was in relation to her. So she flew up into the sky. It wasn’t always smart to fly without fully being awake, especially after drinking one too many drinks, but Cold didn’t care. She looked around as she flew up looking around for any places that she recognized. As she flew, she noted that she was nowhere near Ponyville, meaning that it was going to be a pain to get back.
“Well. I guess that’s what I get for going to a new bar outside of town.” After a bit of flying she did recognize a few landmarks. A hotel, restaurant, and casino all stuck out to her. Therefore, she confirmed that she was in Las Pegasus. That’s when she remembered that she came here for a bit of lead hunting. She had heard something about a strange pony that could tell the future from the jewelry shop owner in Ponyville. That in itself wasn’t that big of a deal, but the twist was that the pony in question, instead of using crystal balls, uses pieces of enchanted ice as focuses. And that peaked Cold’s interest. You see, it is an enchanted ice shard that has been causing Cold so much pain since Blaze went missing. So she wondered if, at least, she could figure out where it came from. The fortune teller was said to be in town, from the clock that Cold passed on her way to the hotel, in 5 hours and staying the night. Since she had time to spare, she decided to go and double check her board. She landed right outside the hotel, which looked pretty fancy and pleased her. She made her way over to the elevator, too sleepy to greet anyone on her way up, and went up to the 7th floor. She went up without any extra stops and got off on her floor. She walked down to the end of the hall and walked into room 716. Inside the room was a nice desk with a quill and pen, a couch, fridge, and sink on the side, a pretty looking bathroom, and a fluffy queen sized bed, which Cold decided to flop on after tossing her stuff on the couch. Her level head and pain tolerance had gotten her this far, but her entire body was screaming at her. She just wanted to sleep, yet she rolled over and peeked at the board she has leaning on the wall. The board looked like something a conspiracy nut would create and if you asked her, that’s what she would say. But a closer look at it and you’ll see that the ponies on this board don’t have anything to do with conspiracies. And what’s written on it is plans and solutions for what looks like murder problems. Cold makes sure no pony sees this. After reading over it once and confirming that nothing is wrong, and grabbing a glass of water to help her hangover, she finds out that almost no time has passed before falling back asleep staring at her board.