//------------------------------// // Overzealous much pt.2 // Story: On Duty // by The Sumareian //------------------------------// Whiterun smiled he was like a colt in a candy store.He didn't have to worry about Twilight, because she had told him to go enjoy the picnic. After all what was there not to enjoy, from the games, to the cooking demonstrations , to the free food. Nothing could ruin his first day off his new assignment. He trotted happily to one the picnic tables. He placed the tray of food he had balanced on his head that probably could have feed two stallions his size. "Good food, good eats, sweet Celestia lets eat." Whiterun grabbed a spoonful of potato salad. "Excuse me mister. Have you seen my big sister?" Whiterun paused, letting the potato salad fall of his spoon and onto the table. He was hoping he was hearing things, that it was just the wind, or better yet just some of the chit chat that all the ponies at the tables engaged in. "Excuse me mister?" He felt a careful tap on his side. He turned to see the a young filly whose coat was two shades off from being a bright golden yellow and her mane a dark orange, she shrank slightly under his gaze. He looked at the one pony who had single hoofedly taken his time off and basically spat on it, though she was a filly a lost one at that she didn't know he was off duty. Whiterun ran through her words once more, then it clicked. "Sister." he said to himself. "Yes and, she told me that if I ever got lost that one of the event staff could help me find her." she looked up to him, her eyes filling with hope. Whiterun thought for a moment what would Bastion do right now? Well for starters he wouldn't have left Twilight out of his sight, even if that meant stalking her in one of his ridiculous disguises. Then there was the prospect of the filly's sister, since Bastion had all but forbid him from trying his moves on Twilight and her friends. "Alright, but first." He pointed to his mountain of food and smiled, as the filly simply facehoofed. "Oh, and my name is Whiterun." "My name is Sunflare, but my friends just call me Sunny." ********************************************************************* Bastion smiled to himself as he adjusted his polka dot tie this was his best disguise yet he pushed up the pair of fake glasses up his muzzle and checked his checkered blue and white suit jacket. "Bastion you my friend are a genius." he snickered s he slipped into the crowd of ponies. He had planned out every detail of his undercover operation, first he planed to locate Whiterun seeing as both him and Twilight should be right next to each other, where the first phase of his plan would take place. It was common knowledge that Whiterun could eat more then a starved basilisk especially if the food was free, so all he had to do was wait until he started to eat something.Then he would slip by him and tell the princess and her friends to go to Sugarcube Corner. Thus starting phase two where he would simply sit back and watch his partner panic about the princess, much like he did earlier. "Ha. Take it easy Bastion, this assignment is going to be easy." He mocked his partners naivety before he was bumped in the side. "Whoops sorry there didn't mean to...." "Oh don't worry about it...."Bastion turned his head, only to be greeted by an all to familiar white stallion with a short blonde mane. "Son of a hydra eating." He started breathlessly as his plan shattered into millions of tiny pieces. "Whoa there," Whiterun tilted his head to reveal a small filly perched on his back. " tender ears." he whispered to him. "Wait a second," Bastion looked around for Twilight and saw neither hide nor hair of her. " where's the princess?" "Oh yeah, well she ran into her friend Applejack, and they started talking. Then more of here friends showed up and she just sent me away saying that i should go enjoy the BBQ and gave me the rest of the day off." Whiterun smiled happily to his partner. Bastion tried to digest what he was saying however, he knew Whiterun wouldn't lie but he did have a nasty habit of forgetting important information in his stories. "Nothing more then that Whiterun?" he glanced to the yellow filly. "Nothing more?" Whiterun smile sagged slightly as he tried to remember. Bastion took a long breath, and let it out slowly. "Oh, yeah this is Sunny, I'm helping her look for her sister." The white stallion glanced back to his charge. "So, let me get this straight," Bastion impatiently tapped his hoof as he tried to word his eminent scolding of his partner gently. "you not only left the princess alone with her friends, but you didn't even wait for me to show up to take the next shift. And now your just wondering around willy nilly all because you have the day off!" Bastion fumed angrily, at his partner who stood there a smile still plastered on his face. "Yes I did, she also gave you the day off for what happened this morning." Whiterun knelled down to let Sunny off his back. "Bastion, don't you remember our first day as guards, you flipped out and the commander had you tossed in the dungeon." Bastion did remember that day, he had the same dream he had last night.All of the panic of failure had lead to Whiterun and Topaz dragging him kicking and screaming to the dungeons under commander Bulwarks orders. "Yeah I do," He laughed slightly remembering his attempt at trying to stop Celestia from eating to much cake, with in his opinion a well placed invisibility spell that accidentally hit Sir Barkingston the representative from the Diamond dog kingdom, and almost started a war with the small kingdom. "So what do you say partner, lets not freak out to much." Whiterun leaned on his fellow guard. "How about I panic less and be more paranoid." Bastion countered with a joking punch to his side. "But that still leaves our little lost friend here doesn't it." Bastion smiled at Sunny. "The names Bastion, so tell me your sister wouldn't happen to be that pony over there would she." Bastion pointed to a frazzled sandy coated mare who was darting back and forth around the crowd calling her name. "Woodsong!" She shouted to her. Causing her to pause and look at the filly. "No fair Bastion, I call hacks." Whiterun glared with mock anger. "And I call I'm married so shes," Bastion tilted his head to the sandy mare who was now hugging the filly. "all yours buddy." Whiterun lifted his hoof to Bastion who promptly returned his hoof bump." Thanks partner, oh and also next time try a better disguise." Bastion looked down at his checkered suit, " What, I only had twenty bits." "Well it looks like my grandpas for starters." Whiterun giggled as he trotted over to the sisters. Bastion rolled his eyes as he turned around to walk away when somepony cried out. "Spider!" He jumped knowing it was Twilights voice. "For the princess!" Bastion shouted as he ran away into the crowd to help.