The seagulls cawed overhead as the dark haired teenage boy sat staring out to sea on the edge of the white sands of the desert island. Beautiful Blue Ocean lay ahead and all around him as he tried to see if there were any other signs of life.
“Well, I guess there’s no point in keeping up our chances of leaving, I’ve run magical spells across the island, nothing...that was defiantly a one way send-off…we’re doomed.” The tall white alicorn walked out of the small patch of palm trees and sat next to him, her wings gave a small flutter as she flicked the hot sand until she hit the cool part of the island and sat in the small ditch she had made.
“We had a nice run though right?” the boy squinted as he turned his head to the left to look at the alicorn who was a few inches taller than him when they were both sitting.
“Oh yes of course, couldn’t have asked for a better shot at it.” She replied and brushed the sand off her hooves with her wings.
“And this island is quite pretty if you think about it.” He ran three fingers through the sand to his right.
“Defiantly.” She agreed with him with a nod.
“I guess you could say we are the king and queen of our own land now.” He smiled and so did the alicorn.
“You better stick to your royal duties.” She joked and put her large white feathered wing out and hugged him with it. “You know what I’m not going to miss though?”
“What's that?” he asked in wonder.
“I don’t have to haul that heavy sun around anymore.” She gave a laugh and the boy joined in after a small chuckle had escaped them, soon they were laughing hysterically.
“Ah, we truly are idiots aren’t we Celestia?” the boy and the alicorn had stopped laughing after about 30 seconds of non-stop laughing.
“Yes we are Drake.” She replied and the laughing died down.
“Anything you’re not going to miss about your world?” Celestia breathed in the fresh salty air.
“Well, I guess I certainly won’t miss rainy days…”
“C’mon, I won’t miss pulling the freaking sun across the world and you try to top it with rainy days?” she nudged him slightly.
“I wasn't exactly an immortal prince though.” He gave a weak smile and lay back on the sand and stared up at the picturesque sky, the clouds were few and the sand greeted him warmly like a welcoming hug.
“We’ll see about setting up a shelter for the night and a get a fire going.” The alicorn also rolled onto her back and her chest plate dug into her spine as she did so, it only took her a few seconds for her to sit back up straight and remove the chest plate and crown, she used her left hoof to dig a small hole and stash her jewellery into it before feeling the sand on her back without any uncomfortable feelings.
They spent maybe half an hour just dozing and soaking up the sun’s rays, Celestia had never truly taken the time and sunbathed; even though she was the princess of the sun.
“I tell you what Drake…if we do get out of here…we are having a sun bathing day…24 hours of sun and no work…” Celestia had relaxed so much that she was now dribbling but didn’t bother to do anything about it, she was far too comfortable now in the sand that had formed around her.
“I second that.” Drake was also dribbling slightly.
“Can I ask something?” Celestia wiped the drool from the side of her mouth.
“Yep.” Drake didn’t wipe the drool but let the sand soak it up.
“If we are able to escape, are you going to return home?” her leg twitched sharply as she relaxed a bit too much and her leg nerves sprung back.
“Had too much of me?” he joked.
“I didn’t mean that!” Celestia took it like he meant it.
“I know, I’m just pulling your wing.” He nudged her after a failed attempt of poking her and dug his hand into the sand.
“Well, I was wondering if you wanted to stick around for a bit longer. Since Luna moved with her troops to keep the south secure from Discord, there’s a free room that could do with a new owner.” She bounced back from her sudden hurt tone and Drake sat up, the back of his spiky black hair was dotted with sand.
“Are you asking me if I want to move into the castle with you?” Celestia sat up as well and brushed the white sand out of her wings.
“If you want to that is.” She gazed out to sea from the tiny island, the waves must have raised and dropped about a few centimetres as they slowly washed upon the small shore.
“I’d be honoured to live with you Celestia.” He shuffled next to her, leaving a large line where he slid along the sand. He out his left arm and held her close to him, he used his fingers to slowly brush her gently.
“Let’s get a fire going then.” Drake stood up quickly and clapped his hands together, brushing off the sand on his brown jeans and on the back of his white shirt.
“…and so he said, ‘ugh, do you mean that octagon thing?’ and the police turn to him and say, ‘Who taught you octagon?’” Celestia gave a huge laugh as Drake continue to tell his joke, he gave a chuckle at her laugh, it had a slight posh tone to it, but since they had been sent to that prison island by Discord she had given up on her royal attitude and taken to getting her hooves dirty.
The fire crackled in the centre of them, Drake and Celestia were sitting opposite each other with the fire in the middle with parts of the trees used as fire wood and Celestia had used a spark spell to ignite it.
“I guess we are going to need a shelter for tonight. I think I found a bunker in the trees that had been buried in the ground…” before she finished Drake stood up and began to search the ground in the trees for any signs of a hatch or door by kicked things around with his foot, the only light was coming from the fire and everything else was pitch black.
“Here…” came Celestia’s voice from beside the fire, a small sphere of light shot over to Drake and bounced along the ground and rolled to his feet like she had gently tossed a baseball.
“Thanks.” He grabbed it in one hand and crouched down on his knees to see if anything looked a bit odd and might conceal a trap door or something until…
“Aha!” he gasped and grasped a small metal ring that was covered by dead leaves, he stood up and was still bent when he lifted it, taking a trap door made of dark wood and covered in leaves and sand, the sand either fell backwards or into the hole.
“What’s inside?” Celestia had left the warmth of the fire and trotted next to the hole, making sure not to fall in as Drake found a ladder nailed to the side and descended into the hole, carrying the light orb like a glass ball as he did. “Anything?”
“Very…very dark.” He said in a constant tone.
“Anything usefull?” she rolled her eyes and was thinking about going in herself when Drake reappeared and lent on the side of the hole.
“Beds, not great like what you’d be used to, but it’s better than sleeping on the sand, we also have: rotten apples and…” he ducked back down and got back up with a glass bottle full of a dark liquid. “…What I think might be cider…and a lot of it.”
“What makes you think that it’s cider?” she doubted that it was actually cider and certainly wouldn’t be as nice as what the Apple family made. Drake made another ducking down and reappearing act and pulled up a large wooden crate and lit the side up with the glowing orb, big black writing on the side said ‘Cider’ “Ah that would probably make it cider…”
“Want some?” he reached into the box and pulled out another dusty bottle of the same dark liquid.
“Sure…” she used her magic and the bottle uncorked itself and she downed it in one gulp.
At sunrise, the fire had died and half the cider had been drunk, they were now both asleep in the weirdest spots, Celestia was asleep in one of tree branches, he legs dangled off each side and her wings were drooping forward.
Drake however was on the ground and sleeping like a starfish on the sand, he sat bolt upright and screamed. It caused Celestia to fall out of her tree and into the bush below her with a crash.
“What?” she cried out as she tried to escape the bush.
“Ugh, Twilight? I had a terrible dream that I was trapped on a beach with Princess Celestia.” He rubbed his eyes and rolled over onto his front.
Celestia popped her head out of the bush kind of like a giraffe, her light purple eyes gave a glazed over look that anypony would know straight away that she was thinking ‘you idiot’.
“Wasn't a dream was it?” Celestia shook her head slowly.
“Feels like we’ve been here for weeks.” He groaned as he stood up, brushed the sand from his hair and helped pull the twigs out of Celestia’s mane, coat and wings.
“We’ve been here for a day.” She stood very still as Drake continued to pull the tiny bits of twigs and leaves out of her swirling mane.
“Do you miss Equestria?” he was now taking out the last few tiny twigs out her mane, by now he was running his fingers through it, her mane was warm like it was cosy rays of sunlight.
“Of course…” she said and then shut up quickly.
“There was a ‘but’ at the end of that sentence.” he held her gently and they walked and trotted over to the sand where they kept sitting, the dead fire was still sitting in its ashes.
“No there wasn't.” she denied it but Drake wasn't stupid.
“Don’t play dumb with me please Celestia, I know there’s a reason you don’t want to go back to Equestria.” All the twigs were now gone but he was still running his hands through it and along her back.
“I’ll play fair then…Discord scares me.” Drake kissed her neck gently as reassurance.
“He terrifies me too Celestia.”
“Then why do you still want to go back even though you know he’s going to give it everything he’s got to kill you?” she snapped and stood up quickly, she turned to face him; her eyes were streaming with tears.
Drake breathed in deeply and calmly said, “Because a hero will not be afraid to stand up for what is right and Discord is defiantly wrong. A hero is not afraid to give his life and I’m going to destroy myself before I give up on my friends back in Equestria.”