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// 31-7-11 
// Story: A Series of Letters 
// by Dashie04 
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Corn Husk


I look at the table in front of me. On there is Sparky and Jack’s heartbreaking letter. Their talking about Chrissy, and Jack’s insistent denial that she’s dying. I read it through, several times.

Now, one of the reasons I hadn’t left yet was the fact that the generals had said no. A fact I really wish I’d mentioned in my letters so that Sparky could’ve had more time to warn me. They always think that the war will be over in another couple days. It’s never over.

“Slate,” I whisper to the Changeling in question, lying undisguised at the foot of my bed,”Slate, wake up.”

The light purple mass stirs a little. I shake the bug, hoping to get a response out of him.

Finally, Slate wakes up.

“Corn, are we leaving super early today? I’m fairly certain the generals aren’t up yet, could I get five more minutes?” he responds, still not in full consciousness.

“Well, actually, it’s late. It’s about midnight. However, we need to find Lance now. We’re heading down to Ponyville for reasons I’m going to have to explain on the way down,” I respond, spreading my wings to fly out.

“That’s weird, I’m fairly certain Lance can’t fly. She’s that pretty blue Unicorn, isn’t she?” Slate unintentionally deadpans, rolling over.

“Yes, she’s the pretty blue Unicorn. Regardless, we need to find her. Do you know where she sleeps?” I ask, panicked.

Slate looks at me a bit funny. “Have you tried the female Unicorns division?”

I facehoof. Of course she’d be there, after all, she is a female Unicorn.

I fly out of the camp, leaving my letters behind. Slate’s on my tail the whole way as I travel to that division.

I open the first tent I find. There’s nopony I distinctly recognize in there. I do it a few more times until I see Lance lying down on the rock-hard beds the military gave us. Beside her is her pike that she loves to fight with.

“Lance,” I hiss,”wake up.”

There’s no response. So, I walk up to Lance and shake her awake. She immediately sits up with a jolt.

She wastes no time in slapping a comeback onto me.

“Hey, Boots, I know you think I’m hot, but you don’t have to watch me sleep. I’m fine with sleeping by myself, thank you,” she says, with a big stupid grin on her muzzle.

I try to shake off the blush I feel rising, unsuccessfully.

“Shut up, True Blue, this isn’t about that,” I says.

“Hey, hey, hey. You know I like being called ‘Lance’, repeat after me—“ She starts.

“Can you two lovebirds be quiet and agree?” Slate butts in.

“I agree with the purple eyesore. What’re you actually in here for, Boots?” Lance says, while Slate audibly flinches.

“We’ve got to get to Ponyville, now. I’ll explain on the way down. Lance, you can’t fly, so run,” I say.

“Oh, I’ll match you hoof-for-wing. You’re on,” Lance responds.

“Lance, this isn’t a competition—“ I sigh, she’s already out.

I turn to Slate,”Let’s fly after her.”

Slate nods in agreement, so we take off towards the blue Unicorn that’s quickly running away.

When we catch up, I turn towards my companions, and signal them to slow down a little. They oblige.

I land, and Slate follows. Running alongside Lance, I turn to her.

“So, my wife is dying, and she’s currently stuck in the Ponyville hospital. She’s predicted to die in two days, and I want to see her before she dies. She asked me to bring you guys along, so I agreed. Lance, my daughter’s well-aware of our mutual crush. My wife isn’t though, as far as she’s concerned, Lance, you have an unrequited crush.”

After finishing with Lance, I turn to Slate.

“Slate, everyone in my family knows that you’re a Changeling. In fact, Chrissy wants to see you in your reformed form. In fact, my son’s a Changeling civil rights activist. He’ll be welcoming of your presence.

“Lance, I know you need to rest, but you’ll need to push through. I don’t want to lose out on my chance to see my wife again. Let’s go.”

So, we speed up, and I push towards Ponyville. I really hope I’ll make it in time. Ponyville ins’t necessarily close, but it’s close enough to fly to. I know I can make it.





After several rest stops, and my insistence that we run straight through, we reach Ponyville by train from Vanhoover the very next day. I’d kept the bits Chrissy was sending me, and was able to pay for a train ticket for two ponies and a disguised Changeling.

Now, the train pulls up in Ponyville very early. Lance is passed out, and Slate is perpetually worried. As the train stops, I shake Lance awake.

“Now, why the Tartarus would you wake me up?” She asks, then adds”Oh wait, we’re in Ponyville.”

Slate’s still disguised. So, we have no problems as we leave our train. I quickly looked around for Ponyville hospital. Is Sparky’s timeline was correct, Chrissy was going to die today. I needed to find her before that. I step off the platform into the main square.

I’m very tired, so I don’t notice anything.

“Anypony know where Ponyville hospital is?” I ask, not bothering to look around for said hospital.

Luckily, Lance had gotten plenty of sleep on the train ride, so she’s able to pick it out right away.

“I think it’s over there,” she says, pointing her hoof to a large and proud building with a Caduceus on it.

“Yeah, thanks Blues, you’re probably right.” I say, not bothering to argue or even offer any alternative points of view.

I quickly dash up to the hospital, and throw open the door. Ponies notice this, wondering why a tired Pegasus, Earth Pony/disguised Changeling, and a Unicorn just dashed into a hospital.

Not missing any beats, I run up to the receptionist and demand an appointment.

“I’m Corn Husk, and I’m here to see my wife, Crystal Gem. Now.”