//------------------------------// // An Important Talk // Story: The Road to Ornithia // by The FraudulentBrit //------------------------------// The Road to Ornithia Part Omega; An Important Talk Like many days on a long voyage, there were often long periods of nothing to do for some of the crew. After all, sailors may have more endurance and stamina compared to the average pony, they still had to take a moment or two to catch their breath. Ironically this was the kind of moment in which Wyvern had decided to take a puff from his pipe. Some of the other crew members, particularly Silver and Nelson, weren’t exactly fond of him smoking, but they had learned to live with him taking a puff every now and then. “Hey Wyvern!” Perry called out as he made his way up to the older sea salt. As the younger gunnery officer made his way up to his friend, Wyvern asked, “What’s got you in such a good mood?” Perry stretched his front hooves as he answered, “You know, earlier today I was thinking, and….” Wyvern then began to laugh, smoke sneaking out his nose. “What’s so funny?” Perry asked with playful indignance. Wyvern, regaining his composure, answered, “I never knew you were the kind of pony to think.” “Very funny Wyvern.” Perry replied, noticeably less playfully. Wyvern then rested a hoof on the younger unicorn and said, “Sorry about that kid. So, what were you thinking about?” Perry took a deep breath and, making a dramatic pause, asked, “So, when do you think we’re getting a dramatic reading?” Wyvern hesitated for a few moments, completely confused as to what his friend had asked. “What the bloody ‘ell do you mean by that?” He asked. Perry enthusiastically replied, “A dramatic reading. You know, where some guy reads our story for a bunch of people he’s never even met, giving voices to every character from us to Spitfire to that doctor in the hospital.” “I don’t understand a single word you’re sayin’.” Wyvern asked, his annoyance starting to seep through. Perry then wrapped a hoof around his friend and continued. “Come on, wouldn’t you like to pull out a smart phone and find out some-pony like skiddamarink or that scribbler or the dirty novel fella….” He paused for a moment before he added, “Ok maybe not the dirty novel guy, but think about it. It’s like immortality!” From behind Wyvern and Perry, Silver asked, “Why would anyone want immortality?” As the captain approached his friends, he continued, “Because where is the fun in life when it goes on forever?” Perry made his way up to his captain and began to explain, “I was just telling Wyvern here about how great it would be if we got a dramatic reading, like that little black Alicorn or the human turned Pegasus.” Silver blinked in astonishment before, in a dead pan voice, asked, “Did you get into the wine again?” “No I didn’t!” Perry defiantly defended himself. “I’m as sober as a prohibitionist.” Silver found himself completely lost and, rubbing his temple with his metal fingers, sighed to himself, “Dear god I can’t understand what you’re saying.” Wyvern then asked, “What’s god?” The older sailor then noticed that the deck around all three of them was now noticeably darker. It was then that Perry looked up and asked, “And why is there a crate floating above us?” Silver and Wyvern looked up to see that there was a massive wooden crate being restrained by a thin rope from one of the masts. Silver, not sure how such a crate could be placed up there without his knowledge, asked, “How’d that get there?” Before any pony could reply, the rope holding the crate snapped, and the crate began to plummet towards Silver and his friends. Realizing there wasn’t any chance to get out of the way, Silver could only mutter to himself, “Shit.” He, Wyvern, and Perry were then crushed by the large crate as a dark fog began to consume the Hawkins. Silver’s Cabin “AAAAHHHGGHH!” Silver screamed as he rose from his bed. As the sweat began to drip down his face, Silver’s breathing began to calm down as he realized where he was. “Heh.” He laughed to himself as he remembered what had happened. “It was all a bloody nightmare.” As he began to rise from bed, the cabin door slammed open as Angel Wings dashed inside. “Silver, are you alright?” She asked as she struggled to regain her composure. Silver managed to stretch as he replied, “Aye, just had a nightmare.” Angel Wings then noticed he had been sweating and scooped up a rag as she flew over to him and began to dry his face off. “Angel Wings, I’m alright.” Silver tried to reassure his mare-friend. Angel Wings ignored him as she continued to dry his sweat covered face up. After a few more moments, Silver sighed and said, “Ms. Wings, I am alright, so you can stop worrying.” Angel Wings replied, “Alright. Sorry, I guess I just overreacted.” “It’s alright.” Silver replied as he gave her a gentle nuzzle. He then said, “If I may, it was kind of sweet of you to come chargin’ to me rescue.” Angel Wings began to blush as she replied, “Well, I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Silver then held one of her hooves in both of his as he reassured her, “I know for a fact that you would be amazing even without me.” As Angel Wings continued to blush as her face turned a dark crimson red, she couldn’t help but kiss Silver on the lips as she said, “Thanks. I love you you adorable little sea dog.” Silver couldn’t help but let out a gentle giggle as he replied, “And I love you too you adorable little ball of optimism.” Before things could get any more intimate, Perry entered the cabin and said, “Hey Cap’n, I was thinking about…” quickly realizing this was what led into his “unfortunate accident” in his nightmare, shouted, “I swear to Celestia Perry, if you’re gonna start blabbin’ about dramatic readin’s then I will pistol whip your arse!” Perry, stunned speechless, simply began to tip toe away. Silver and Angel Wings stared at each other for a few moments before they burst out laughing as, despite the sudden harshness, it was actually pretty funny.