In the Halls of the Friendship Princess

by Ashel


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Snivels and whimpers echoed throughout the crystalline room. And whereas it may appear as being producing by many with it's sheer magnitude, it was, in fact, originating from only one pony of the six total (dragon not included) inside the room. "It'll be alright, Twi'. Just know it wasn't y'all's fault.", reassured the pony perched next to Twilight, rubbing her hoof along her back.

"Yeah, AJ's right. You had no idea this could've happened! I mean, it's not as if you did it on purpose.", spurted the bold and slightly brash pegasus. A certain aforementioned 'AJ' glared sternly after the remark, resulting in her posture slumping and her overall elevation decreasing slightly. "B-But I sent her on the assignment!, It's my fault this even happened in the first place! And now she's gone, because of me!".

"Come now, darling. You know full well, like we stated earlier, that none of this was your fault. It's not as if you were the one who created such horrible machinations." A lilac hoof reached for the end of a slightly singed journal, and promptly slammed it shut. "I-I suppose, but I'm going to have to tell T-Trixie about this. She deserves to know." The growing puddle of water cascading down the table eventually came to a stop as the alicorn stood up, journal in hoof, and walked out the room, her friends following closely behind. Naught but silence and the occasional sound of hooffall accompanied them on this walk of despair. Their shared end destination being that of a travelling wagon parked just outside the crystal castle. As the group approached, a hoof was raised to the door, hesitating, before beating against the wood very calmly. A snort and a crash was what accompanied afterwards. "What is i-", queried the baby blue magic mare as she clumsily made her way towards the intruders of her slumber. "T-Twilight?".



Unbeknownst to all, a mish-mash of hastily stitched together animal parts keenly watched the funeral procession of the princess's personal student. It lay on mid-air as though it were solid ground, its hands rested against its head as though it was bemused. It opened its wicked mouth, revealing a set of yellow-stained teeth similar to the fang that resided outside of its oral cavity. "Well, who knew the tree didn't take very fondly to ponies messing with the space-time continuum, eh?"



The End.