//------------------------------// // Chapter 0003 Hello Sun // Story: For the Good of All of Us. // by Caps_Luna //------------------------------// Disclaimer: the author does not own My little pony or Portal. We will however copyright the tittle A Beginners guide to Cryo-sleep©. There now it's copyrighted because I say so. Would you like to use it? Well, I won't let you! How does that feel? _________________________________________________________ >Central Ai Resart failure comment |#307,002|: -Who are you? -Name's Rick, I’m an adventure Sphere. -You're suppose to be in space how did you- Never mind I need you to stay on this radio channel I have a lot to say-> =Central Ai restart failure Comment has exceeded maximum length= =Beginning forced shut down to preserve data= -and only a, Ohh I’ll be bac- ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– “There he is! Up there!” Wheatley pointed out in a voice that easily betrayed his frustration with the whole situation, with ponies talking and moving the moon and his space obsessed acquaintance showing up quiet literally out of the blue. The orange sunrise only reminded the personality core that it was the begging of a looong day. “He’s on that lamp on the wall.” Wheatly gestured to the object he was speaking of by looking up and then popping his eye light board out by more than two inches. It took princess Luna a moment or two to figure out that the little ball wanted her to look in the direction he was “pointing” to and not at him. The light fixture Wheatley had mentioned was a wrought iron chandelier (in the strictest sense of the word) about ten feet in diameter, with as many lamps attached to its spartan metal frame, and suspended thirty feet above the balcony by a decoratively oversized hook. It was designed to bath the Night Princesses balcony in light while she gazed at the star, and had actually been pretty good at doing that… a thousand years ago. Since that time it had been retrofitted from candles to gas, to enchanted lightstone, back to gas after the criminalization of using enchanted lightstone in Equestrian buildings, and finally to electricity. Needless to say it was nothing more than an antique eyesore now, and was ever turned on anymore due to the harsh compound fluorescent light it threw off (though Luna actually liked the quality light it made,she had heard so many other ponies call it “harsh light” that she assumed fluorescent light must somehow be cruel, and was therefore afraid use it). The antique rust heap itself was not the source of attention at the moment though, a metal ball like Wheatley hanging from the giant hook holding up the chandelier was. The new personality core was like Wheatley in every way except he had an eye that was made of a series of yellow lines unlike the earlier core's, which was a solid blue. The yellow-eyed core hung from a parachute that was draped over the lowest point of the hook in a way so that the weight of the parachute counter balanced the weight of the metal ball. It was also currently quietly sobbing to itself, apparently mourning the departure of space. It had only been about ten minutes since the alicorn Princess of the Night had caught the Aperture Science artificial personality construct, yet, as the younger of the royal pony sisters beheld the new personality hanging from the apparently cruel chandelier, already she and Wheatley agreed upon something. “This is Going to be a long, LONG, day,” Luna thought. “Oh what are you crying about now?” Wheatly continued with same agitation as before as he addressed his fellow sphere. “You can’t be sad about the whole 'not in space' thing I mean we were in space for thousands of years, (well I really don’t know how long it was),” Wheatley voice dropped any anger it had possessed when he made his side comment, “but you get the idea; we were in space a long, long, lon- And I realize all you think about is Space, But anyway we were in space for a long time.” he probably would have added something like “so stop crying” at the end of this gargantuan sentence had his own internal / external monologue not made him forget that the sentence had started with asking the Space core to stop crying. “Not sad because of not in Space,” the yellow-eyed space sphere replied with another sob and a sniffing sound (despite lacking a nose) at the end. “Sad because Space left.” Snif “I don’t please Space,” Sob “So it left me,” sob “Because… I” snif sob “am… NOT…. The best at space!” The space core then broke out into another fit of sobs uninterrupted by speech. “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard mate!” Wheatley exclaimed in response. He did a flip (or rather his inner freely rotating parts turne 360 degrees) to emphasis the point. He then turned to Luna to complain to her. “I was stranded in space with this guy for what must have been hundreds of years, and never once did he stop bloody talking about space. It’s mad! I mean space is great and all, but I mean come on to just, just devote your entire existence to it it’s just.. well …. It’s just … huh just just stop it.” “The Night. Err We err I mean Space didn’t leave thine company because it was displeased with thee,” The Night Princes pointed out, somehow realizing the little ball was talking about the night sky disappearing with the sun rise in the time she was allotted by Wheatly's ramblings. “It’s not?” the Space Core replied. “No it is not, on this planet Space has to go away for about half of every day, so as to be fair. We’ve learned that now.” Luna added the Last part for more herself than she did for her two uninvited guests. “Hooray! Dad is still proud of me! The Space exclaimed happily. “Dad?” Luna questioned in confusion. “He thinks his father is outer space,” Wheatley explained in a flat tone. He seemed to think for a second, then asked the other core, “Hey, wait a second! Why do you have a parachute? Actually more importantly, how do you have a parachute?” “It’s my space parachute, for falling from space. For when I go to space,” the celestially obsessed sphere replied. “What? They didn’t give me a space parachute! Why do you get one?” “Because I’m the best at space!” “OoOOooh, of course you are, mate.” Wheatley said sarcastically. “Oh speaking of space, let’s go back to Space! Gotta go to Space. Gotta go back Space. So much Space, gotta see it all. Didn’t see it all yet. Haven’t seen all the Space. Gotta go to space. Gotta go back to Space, to see the rest of space.” Luna could now tell that the Space Core’s voice did not sound anything like that of Wheatly’s vaguely Trottingham accent. Instead the Space obsessed sphere spoke in more of a mechanical monotone, but one that transcended the stereotypes against monotone mechanical voices, seeming to be happy all the time rather than lacking emotions. “Son” the space core suddenly said to itself but in a new deep “Space voice” “Dad?” he asked his normal voice “Yes, it is I, Space. I am proud of you son, come back to space.” “Hooray! Gotta go to space, gotta see it all. Hey hey pony Space. Hey pony. Space. Guess what, Hey hey pony. Space. guess what, guess what. Space. Wanna see me? Wanna see me? Buy a telescope. Wanna see me. use that telescope, cause I'm gonna be in Space.” And so it went on. Wheatley decided to break the lack of silence “Ok, Princess Luna. Now this might sound a wee bit… rude to you, but would you be entirely O.K., and I am perfectly fine if you're not, just a suggestion just a suggestion but could we leave him just, sorta, hanging there and go inside. I mean I've been in space for a thousand years with this guy, its gotten a little old. So yah if we could just leave him here and go inside, that would be great. Once again I am 100% fine with whatever you want to do. Please don’t kill me". Luna didn’t hear the core's last sentence, it was drowned out by something from the space core about a space trail. She just nodded and levitated Wheatly behind her. However as she was opening the door to walk inside the space core apparently noticed Luna for the time, as his parachute made him look directly down and the chandelier he was hanging from was positioned directly above the door. “"Huh? SPACE!” he shouted looking down at Luna's star studded mane as she opened the door, "SPACE? SPACE. SPAAAAACE! Space is so close." The core waved his handles up and down to try to grab Luna's Space mane, apparently greatly exerting himself focusing. "GOTTA. GO. TO. SPACE. Space. So close. wanna go to Space." Luna's head was now going through the door." "I GOTTA GO TO...." and with that the Space core disconected himself from his paracord, and fell. (click) S P A A A A A A A A C E ! (clonk) "OWW!" The space core slammed into the princess's head, disappearing into her hair and knocking her down in the process. "I'm in Space. "No, thou arst inside the royal mane!" Luna stood up with a growl anger, dislodging the personality core from her cosmic themed mane. "Spaaaaace," the core sighed dejectedly, though Luna couldn't tell if he was sad not to be in space to to have displeased her. "Wheatley was right about leaving you out here!" "Wait no Space pony! Don't Go Space pony. Sorry Space pony! Gotta say sorry to the space pony. Space. Gotta say sorry to Luna. Space. Sorry Luna. Sorry Space Pony.. Luna decided to just ignore him. “Wait no, Space pony don’t go! SPAAAACE POOONY!” Luna walked into her room and shut the door behind her. She did feel bad for the little space-obsessed ball out there, even though he had assaulted her. However a few seconds later the core started again on his space monologue, this time directed at the sun. “Oh it’s the Sun. Oh what do I say? Space. Play it cool we prepared for this. Hi, Hi Sun. The Sun is in Space. I’ve been to space too, sun. Gotta go the space. Gotta talk to the Sun about space. Hey Sun I just thought I was in Space because there was this space pony... ” Wheatley was taking the opportunity to gather in Luna’s room at the palace. The Night Princess’s chambers were a combination of extremely old and hyper modern designs. Celestia had the room preserved it its exact state that it was on the day of Luna’s… well episode. It was a large space for a bedroom contained by deep midnight blue walls with a star pattern on them. Similarly colored silken curtains hung around the bed, which consisted of a circular but modern mattress. The rest of the space was occupied by a clutter of objects all screaming for attention. There was astronomy equipment, ranging from state of the art telescopes the green oxidized copper astrolabes and yellowed start charts. Piled in one corner were Luna’s musical interests, which were mostly stacks of ancient sheet music but were capped with a stack of pop vinyl records and an awaiting Ventrilo. An uncharacteristically simple vanity sat on the opposite side of the room from the bed, although its Spartan nature may have been due to the fact that it was older than the princesses themselves. There were piles of books, for the most part about the last 1000 years of Equestrian history, along most of the walls. A variety of tables and chairs from what appeared to be just random areas of the palace closely hugged the walls. Every horizontal surface seemed to be occupied by either books, scrolls, or any object that would look too messy just lying on the floor. "Man this place looks like a dump," Wheatley jugged inside his mind. “I think your room looks absolutely amazing, Luna!” he lied, for fear of being crushed, “very well put together.” “Really?” Luna asked, while putting the sentient ball on a marble table with a chessboard carved into the surface. “I think it clashes horribly, I never was good with interior design though” As if to emphasize the whole clashes horribly point she pulled up a chair with red cushions and gilded frame, she sat into it though rather than explain that something like this doesn’t belong in a blue room. “Oh good I hate it too, I was lying before,” the core replied. “Hey!” “I’m sorry! Don’t kill me!” Luna gave a groan of frustration before trying to put on her best “sympathetic”c look “Celestia was always the one who good at these things," she thought to herself “I’m not going to kill you.” “Oh thank god.” Wheatly sounded extremely relieved to hear this. “Why do you keep thinking I’m evil,” Luna asked. “Almost every pony still thinks I am evil, but this core thing has never heard of me before. I had enough trouble with Nightmare Moon! Am I really that unlikeable.” “Well to be honest. You are just a bit, NOW JUST A BIT, didn’t mean to yell, terrifying. It’s ABSOLUTELY nothing personal. It’s just that you’re a bit bigger than me, you look very thin though for a pony I’m sure, well I’ve never actually seen another horse before. Also the whole telekinetic mind powers and moving the moon thing is kinda freaky. Oh and lastly there is the whole talking pony horse thing which my Data files say shouldn’t be happening, at all. EVER. Oh wait one more thing, well actually two more things buts that’s entirely beside the point now is it. You are both some how a Pegasus and Unicorn, both of which the scientists told me don’t exist. But you know the scientists did say I would die if I ever found a Unicorn, but they told me that about absolutely everything, and you know what I am starting to think that.. maybe… possibly… they were lying. Anyway that concludes the reasons why I am afraid of you. So to recap its because you are clearly more powerful then me, and has nothing at all to do with your personality. And also please do not kill me.” "So what thou basically speakist, is that thine, whole reason thou arst afraid of us, er, me, is because thee arst afraid of anything that could easily hurt thee?" "Wha? That's not what I said!" "But is it true?" Luna poiniently asked with a sly smile spreading across her face. "No of course it's not true... Ok well it's sort of true, I guess, maybe. Ok it's true, I am a little bit afraid of anything that could even be remotely dangerous. But to be fair, to me, that's only cause every. button. in that damn DAMN. FACILITY. made some ABSOLUTELY awful happen! It all didn't even make any sense! If you were going to jam a building full of buttons, why not jam it full of buttons that do, I don't know, helpful things? You know like a 'fix all the test subject's relaxation vaults' button or a 'turn of the Neurotoxin' button! Why couldn't those scientists install that! But no everything in that facility had to do something bad. You would be scared of everything too if literally everything in your world seemed out to kill you! And you know what that's another thing the Scientist said would kill me if I ever did, get mad that them! And guess what! I am absolutely livid at them and I feel just fine! Wheatley just breathed heavily in frustration (despite a noticeable lack of lungs) for a few seconds after his speech was done. Luna made an awkward cough and tried not to look directly at the angry core while he vented. “So these scientists... they told you that Unicorns and Pegasi were myths, were they Earth Ponies then?” “Earth… Pony?” “No horns or wings.” “that’s been every pony I have ever seen, (well actually you’re the first pony I’ve ever seen, ya), But anyway that is all the horses on Earth, no horns or wings. And Earth’s horses can’t even talk; the scientists I was built by were humans, I think I may have mentioned that before, eh? Do you have humans here in uhh.. Equestria (that's the one) , err princess? They're these big two legged pink things, bout six feet tall, mostly hairless, can't miss 'em. “We er I would prefer that Thou call me Luna. And no,I never heard of or seen humans before. Although I have been sort of locked away for a thousand years, and is it not out of the question that I may have ... missed them.” Luna trailed off shyly as she realized that the idea of simply 'missing' an entire species existence was silly, even with being goen for a thousand years “Wow! a thousand years! Oh that means you were in Cryogenic storage, if your still alive now that is . I used to be the head of the Aperture Science Relaxation center, which dealt with freezing all the Humans in cryogenic relaxation.You know cryo, (well of course you do you were in it), when you take an organic and freeze em so they don’t age until you want to wake em. You see It works by… Uhhhh hmmmmm. You know the Scientists never really explained… anything about my job to me." He took up an angry tone again, "It was just ‘Wheatley, here’s some frozen humans, make sure they don’t die.’ And what do they do, they all die. I mean seriously they could have left me something like ‘Cryo-sleep: a Beginner’s Guide’ or you know maybe I don't Know, maybe a manual?" "I really hate to interrupt, but I have never been frozen." "Wait how are you still alive then?" "We Alicorns, my siste,r Cadence, and I, have a ponentaully unlimited life span." "Wait he doesn't know anything about normal ponies thats right!" Luna inernally giggled, "this is cool, she thought, "This Wheatley doesn't even knowhow diffrent i am from everypony else." "All other ponies have a maximum life span of around one hundred years." "Wow. I'm talking to an immortal pony with physic powers, this is bloody awesome. On, another planet no less." “Not another planet. We’re in different space. Yah different dimension, different Space. Gotta go to space in my space suit in the different Space,” came the voice of the Space Core from outside. "Wait do I need a special different Space suit to go to different Space? Space. “Wait woah, woah, woah, back up what's this about a different dimension? And when did this happen and why was I not informed!?” Wheatly asked to general direction of the balcony door. “Eighty seven years ago. Space. Earth years not Space years. Space years are better years. Yah Space years. It was twelve space years ago. I told you all about it,space, but you probably didn't here me. You were to busy crying of that lady who didn't go to Space. " “What is this space year?” Luna asked, unsure which core would answer her. “And just how do you know we changed flippin' dimensions?” Wheatly questioned immediately after Luna was done. "And for the Record, I wasn't crying!" “Because one moment we were in Space, then Bam! next moment. Different SPAACE. I Know SPAAACE I am the best at space! Space years Is Like a Normal Year but its in Space. Yah. Space years. Gotta keep track of the Space years on Space calendar. Gotta get a space calendar to see all the Space days and the Space months, in Space." “Well that answers absolutely nothing,” Wheatly said in an out of place sarcastic voice. "I. KNOW. SPACE. We're in different Space now, trust me because of Space. Space was all flowing on way. Then the invisible portal opened in Space, twelve space years ago. Then Space was all flowing a different Space way. And all the stars were diferent, so I knew we must have suddenly traveled outside of known space, or gone to a different space dimension. So I was all 'OHMYGOSH NEW SPAAAAACE,' cause there was this whole new Space to explore, and I had a new Space dad, and their was so much new Space to see. Yah, gotta go to new Space! And then New Space said 'Hello my New Space son, I am New Space and your new father.' And then I was all 'Hoory, Gotta go to New Space, gotta go to Space'" "Ok! OK! We get it! That's enought mate! That's enough. Hehhh," Wheatley sighed as he turned to (looked at) Luna "We're going to be here for a thousand years if he starts quoting himself. Anyway none of what he said makes any sense. Space can't flow, and this invisible portal stuff makes no sense what-so-ever, as portals are universally either orange or blue." "Hey! What do you know about Space!? You never wanna talk about Space. Speaking of which, Wanna go to space?" "Believe it or not, I probably know more about Space then you, mate!" Wheatley taunted. The Space core became, for the first time in his life, angry, so much so that it stated to beat Luna's glass balcony door with his handles to try remove the invisible force field keeping him from the little blue eyed moron, looking like a dog or cat pawing to get in all the while. So forceful where is blows that they nearly threatened to perhaps scratch the antique glass a little. "You lie!" Actually, Wheatley, what the thy companion is saying makes sense," Luna intervened. "Wha'? No it doesn't Space doesn't flow!" "It does actually, tiny particles of hydrogen gas are constantly being pushed away from stars , or are being pulled toward points of gravity, so what he said maid perfect sense. Also each star throws of a unique emission spectrum so it would be theoretically possible to locate thine position in space based on the positions of the stars, which thee could identify via their emission spectra." Luna's held a note of pride in her voice as she stated these facts, she was the princess of the night after all, and by extension probably also the princess of space. "Ha!" the space core taunted back at Wheatley "I told you I am the best Core at Space! I am the best at Space! yah Gotta see Space, Gotta go to New Space. So much new space. Gotta See it all." "Wait, Wait, Wait. How do you know all this?" Wheatley stammered. "Well I am the Princess of the Night, I sort of made space, in this world at least," Luna said somewhat shyly. She wasn't accustom to a die hard fan of the night, as the whole Nightmare Moon episode evidenced. Luna had read a little about dimensional theory in a book after she returned from the moon, but according to the same book the fact that there were multiple dimensions wouldn't even affect Equestria for possibly hundreds of years, much less there be the possibility the inter-dimensional beings would randomly fall from the sky. "Whoah, Whoah, Whoah, You made Space, Luna?" "Yes, sort of, We.. I added in the stars, and moon, and comets and all that. At least in this world. So I guess I made, how did thee speakest it, 'New Space'" Luna was surprised the the little core had caught her name. "THAT. IS, AMAZING. You are the best pony, Space pony! Your're my best friend! My best Space Friend!". "Hehehe thanks," Luna laughed out nervously. The 'shyness' center of her brain was working in overdrive mode now. "Oh hey look a cloud. Noctilucent cloud. Space. noctilucent clouds are in the mesosphere which is just bellow space. Hi noctilucent cloud. Space Hi. Hi cloud. Can you see Space, cloud? Space cloud. not a space cloud almost space cloud. Tell space Hi cloud. You know I just met a Space pony and she told me... " "Ok, ok I lose on the whole new dimension thing. But still that makes it even cooler! I mean I'm on a different planet in different flippin' demension! And I'm talking to a sentient horse with near god-like powers! This Is Bloody wicked!!!" "Excuse me for my interruption, but what dost thou mean when thou speakest of wickedness? I fail to see how I have been anything but kind to thee since thy... fall," the night Princess said with a slightly hurt tone of voice. "What, no you've been great, thanks for not killing me by the way. When i mean Wicked i mean it in the sense of something that's awesome. You know. No you don't know don't you. Well lets just say wicked means 'awesome' in the way I am using and just leave it, at that then." Wheatley's eye lid's narrowed around his light board in thought. "Oh I just have a brain wave! Since you know we come from different dimensions and all that, and I don’t know a lot about you, and visa versa, you could just plug me into your computer and I could download all the information about you pony people, from the internet! It’s brilliant! Now where’s you computer?” “I haven’t the faintest idea what thou arst trying to convey to me," The midnight Alicorn plainly stated. “What!? you know: computer, el computadora, Google machine, Aperture Science personal computational device and emergency oven, e-telly, brain in can, Binary box! any of them!” Luna just shot him a confused look. “It’s a box that thinks. A machine that does math. It’s like one o'fme, but a whole lot simpler, you know like a robot that can't move. Anything like that sound familiar to you? at all?” “Well I have an abacus, that's a machine that does math.” “You've never ever heard of am electronic calculator!?” Wheatly sounded desperate. Luna had heard of calculators but where? “Oh those are those things that everypony else uses instead abacuses now.” “Oh wait that’s right.” Wheatley sounded relieved to remember something. "You've been gone for a thousand years." "Yes, yes we were locked in the moon." Luna's face scrunched up in thought. "Oh, that's right! I've probably just never heard of a computer before, but Celestia sure would have,' she reasoned. "Ok so computers probably exist here I'm just a little behind." "Trapped on the moon? What in the world- actually you know what that doesn't surprise me anymore, with the way things have been' goin' an' all. Anyway since we can't get our hands, or I guess hooves, on a computer, you know what I don't even have hands I should have just said handles, but since we can't get either of our respective appendages on a computer at the moment, we're just going to have to do this the analog way, I guess. So I'll tell you everything about my world and about me self my world, and you tell me everything about your world, and yourself. It's perfect! Well given the circumstances it's perfect, could be better if we had a computer. But anyway lets get crakin' on the old analog backstory eh!, Ok so my dimension all started out one day when God got really bored with doing nothing all the time and decided to get up off his cosmic sofa and just make everything. And so God made the earth & and the universe, Just like that eh? Just boom! there's Earth. And god looked at the Universe he created and said 'their be light' But the world was empty so god filed it with plants and animals and said 'well would ya' look at that?. But soon after God became bored so he decided to make one more animal, in his own image no less (although a lot more smelly). And he did and God said "sweet!" And he called these new animals 'Humans.' But, little did he know that the Humans...." "Wait!" Luna commanded, "My sister 'Tia will want to hear this." "Sister? Oh wait you mentioned her before, sorry I just sort'a forgot. All right. well then Let's go meet you Sister!" "It is agreed then. Oh I'll tell thee about were ponies came from on the way!" Great that works out perfectly! You know we're really getting good at this puzzle solving stuff. Go team! _________________________________________________________ >Central Ai Resart failure comment |#307,003|: -Ok, Rick you like adventure right? Well stay tuned to this frequency and I’ll beam the instructions for how to how have the greatest adventure ever right into your little head. -Awesome =Central Ai restart failure Comment has exceeded maximum length= =Beginning forced shut down to preserve data= -Excellent. I’ll be right back- ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––