May - 2012 (T.W.G.)

by The Writer's Group


Somepony Blue - Feefers

Author: Feefers

Prompt: Celestia is sick, now who's gonna rule Equestria while she recovers?

Title: Somepony Blue


Princess Celestia staggered up to her private room.
“Princess Celestia is very tired and is going to have a nap now.” She said slurring her speech.
Instantly the guard scuttled across helping her to the room.
“Of course, shall I advise Princess Luna she will need to take over?” The guard asked.
Princess Celestia nodded, “Yish, that would be for the best.”
The guard nodded and started to gallop off.

Princess Celestia closed the door and sighed relaxing, she’d get some peace today, maybe enough to do what needed to be done.

She looked over the large collection of very strange artefacts, she snorted a loose lock of her flowing mane out of her vision.

An empty soft drinks can of Coca-Cola, A plastic fork, thirty one mis-matching gloves, highlighter pen, glue stick, bag of skittles, stilleto knife and a one way train ticket to Tacoma Pennsylvania.

It was not your standard collection of mysterious human arterfacts, but it wasn’t totally unheard of for some to turn up, even as far out here in Equestria.

How had they all arrived here, what epic trip did they undertake to end up here hidden away in a dark room of a lonely tower, facing the princess of the land.

She gathered up the empty can, train ticket, plastic fork and knife before checking the glue stick. With a look of disdain she concentrated for a second, feeling her connection to the sun;even if it was still the dead of night. The connection flared into being and consume the objects.
Reducing them to ashes in seconds.

The skittles; she’d dispose of the packet and give the candies to the cakes, they’d have some fruity fancies for a day and be a sensation, small pay back for Mister Cake’s unquestioning nature.

The highlighter she’d keep, maybe magic it into a quil for Twilight to keep it as a novelty, there was no real threat from it.

Then there was the gloves.

She peered at the pile of fancy gloves magically floating one in front of her, staring intensely at the frilly object.

“Now how did you become conjured by one of my subjects.” She asked the inanimate object, far beyond sleep to care if anyone were to see her.

The glove limply floated there the fingers wiggling slightly in the air.

“Did you belong to someone, are you like that time we started getting all the socks?” Princess Celestia asked it, she started to pace around the object peering at it closely.

She stopped and glared at it intently focusing all her magical energy, searching all of Equestria for any signs of a hole in space, only to snort in frustration, nothing at all unusual came up for her.

“Problems sister?” Princess Luna asked, she hovered silently outside the window.

Princess Celestia smiled lovingly to her sister and shook her head, “Just some silly human objects turning up.”
“Most disconcerting.” Princess Luna examined a glove, seeing her tired sister “Shall I deal with them?” she asked.

Princess Celestia flopped to the floor nodding as she curled up already starting to drift to sleep, “Please sister, if you could.” Princess Celestia said.

Decades later, Thomas Scranton of Earth was setting up his Moon base, confused why there was a large pile of gloves up here.