//------------------------------// // That night, they packed their bags. // Story: My Little Pony: Blue Version // by FaelaArts //------------------------------// Arriving in a simply furnished room, Blue leapt onto one of the bottom beds, his feet hanging off the end due to the beds being designed for ponies. Above him sat another bed, and on the other side of the room was a second bunk, four beds in total. There was also a couch and a table on a red and brown carpet in the centre of the room, overlooking the wide windows that led onto a balcony overlooking the city. “So Red, what do you think we should do?” Blue looked toward Red, who had taken a seat on the opposite bed. Lyra was resting on the couch, Green beside her. Both looked to Red at the sound of Blue’s question, and all waited for his answer. Blue would rather not stare at Red while he thought, but considering he didn’t talk it was the only way to really have a conversation. “…” Red leaned on his hand and looked to the ground, his eyebrows tilting downward slightly. Looking to the window as the sun went down, he shrugged after a moment. Blue suspected from the way he looked to the window he had some sort of plan, and he had a very good guess as to what it was, but he decided to let the matter drop for the moment. “I say we get a good night’s sleep, and head out in the morning for-Ponyville right?” Green looked to Lyra, who nodded in response, standing up and stifling a yawn. Blue stifled his own, and glanced to Red to see him do one of his famous ‘yawns without opening you mouth or showing any expression.’ Sure, Blue could see the slight movements where his face was going through the motions, but Red didn’t seem to notice. “Sounds good to me, catch you losers in the morning.” Blue pulled the blanket out from underneath him and pushed his frame into the smaller bed and turned to face the wall, closing his eyes. Lyra grabbed the bed above him as Green moved for the top bunk. Both were asleep almost instantly. Red followed them soon after, or so it would seem. About three hours after they had gone to sleep, Red sat back up and looked around the room. Eyes falling on Blue’s back, he stood up and glanced to Green and Lyra to ensure they were asleep. Sitting back down, he watched Blue turn and sit up himself. They both looked to each other for a moment, before standing up and moving onto the balcony, closing the door so as to not wake up the other two. “You know Green’s going to abandon us to come after you the moment she realises you left, right?” Blue leaned over the railing, and didn’t even look to see if Red had nodded or not. Red soon joined him, leaning over and looking down at the sleeping town. “I know Red, you gotta do your own thing. Just be careful, you won’t have me to back you up if things get crazy.” Giving a sigh, Blue watched Red release his Pokémon into the air, an orange dragon with a flaming tail that was called a Charizard. Hopping onto it, Red glanced back at Blue, before taking off into the night. Blue turned around and headed back to bed. “Blue! Wake up! Red’s missing!” As he had predicted, Green woke him up, franticly shaking him. Lyra was looking at them, upside down, from her bed. Blue could tell she was just as annoyed at the rude awakening. “Jeez Green, give me a moment to sit up. He left sometime last night.” Sitting up, finally, Blue saw the mute shock on Green’s face, and hid an internal sigh. Closing his eyes, he rubbed his face and waited for inevitable explosion. “You let him go without telling me! I could have gone with him! Why didn’t you tell me!” Green walked over to her bed and began packing up her belongings. Lyra hopped off her bed and sat down next to Blue, and motioned to the balcony. “Red likes to do his own thing sometimes, you can’t blame Blue for letting Red do what he wants.” Lyra flinched slightly as Green glared to her in response, and glanced to Blue with a raised eyebrow. Blue shrugged in response, and watched as Green turned her eyes on him. “Yeah, but we just-And I just-And I thought that-Rrg, it doesn’t matter. I don’t need to explain myself to a Pokémon and Blue.” Green turned and walked toward the balcony, releasing a bird Pokémon and taking into the sky, not even glancing back to them. Blue wasn’t sure how she planned to track Red, seeing as he had taken the map with him. “So how long do you think it will last this time?” Lyra stood up, and began levitating things into the remaining bags. Even after four years of being a Pokémon, and living by the same rules of ‘four moves only’, she hadn’t lost her ability to use levitation magic. Blue stood up and followed suit, preparing to leave once they were ready. “Probably about a week, or until Red bops her. You still remember the way right?” Blue put on his backpack and checked his Pokémon, patting the one that contained his flying Pokémon. Lyra smirked, and gave a chuckle at the image of Red bopping Green. Even without Red around, he never ceased to amuse the both of them with out of character images. The door knocked, and a guard let himself inside. Looking to the guard, both saw he was carrying a summons of some sort. If Lyra had to guess it was to summon them to meet with Celestia. Looking to the balcony, both turned and followed the guard to the royal throne room. Celestia didn’t look happy to see them, but they suspected it was the fact it was only half of their group. “Where are the other two?” Celestia stood up and made her way down toward them, her face gravely serious. Both Blue and Lyra gave a shrug, and spared a glance at each other. “Were you planning on leaving too?” Celestia stood in front of them, wings flared, and seemed to be trying to be as imposing as possible, despite the fact she was the same height. Blue unconsciously reached for his Pokémon, the action hidden from view. Both gave a nod, and looked toward the stained windows. “I will not allow you to move about Equestria, especially when I have already told you to stay. I apologise for this show of force, but it must be done for the protection of my little ponies. Guards, seize them!” Celestia stepped back as the guards began to move in. Blue sighed, and pulled out his Pokéball. Lyra moved in behind him, and in perfect sync they both leapt through the windows, Blue releasing his Pokémon in one quick movement. Underneath them the yellow dragon with a white belly and bug-like antenna on it’s head formed and quickly halted their drop to certain death. Blue turned around and quickly helped Lyra grab hold of Dragonite, who wasn’t exactly made for pony-comfort. With Lyra secure, he turned around so he was facing forward, and grabbed onto Dragonite’s neck as he rocketed into the sky. Looking down, Blue saw a wide range of flying Poké-Ponies, flying toward them. Leading the charge was the white legendary they had just brushed off. From the looks of things she was very fast, and capable of teleporting. But Dragonite was faster. With a single flap, Dragonite took off in the direction of the train station. When they arrived Lyra pointed in a certain direction, and Blue motioned with his hand. Dragonite took off quickly, but slowed down once they had lost sight of the pursuers. “Well this sucks, now we’re enemies of the state.” Lyra pulled herself into a more comfortable position now they weren’t in any danger of needing to dodge at top speed. Blue glanced to her as she shuffled up and used his shoulders as a means of holding herself upright. Beneath them, Dragonite steadied into an endurance flying speed. If all went well, they should arrive shortly after Green. “Hey Blue, I’ve been wanting to ask you a question for a while.” Lyra watched as Blue nodded mumbling an answer in response. Even with Dragonite set on the course, he had to keep an eye out for anything suspicious. For one, he had to make sure he didn’t run into their past selves. For another, he had to make sure Dragonite didn’t decide to do any aerobatic stunts “Why do you always introduce Red as mute. I mean I understand he doesn’t really do the ‘talking’ thing, but he can talk.” Lyra hadn’t asked this before because in the Pokémon world, talking never seemed to matter. Everyone who wasn’t Green, Blue, or Red seemed to just talk and never really listened for answers. “I was wondering when you’d ask this. It’s pretty simple.” Blue turned to look to Lyra, and shrugged nonchalantly. “Red doesn’t like to talk, and he doesn’t like answering stupid questions. So by us introducing him as mute, he doesn’t get the stupid questions, most of the time.” Blue turned back around, and glanced at the landscape around them. It was mostly grassland outside of Canterlot and Ponyville, he realised. “I have a question for you now Lyra.” Blue turned back around and looked straight at Lyra, who blinked and nodded, waiting for the question. “Why aren’t you as bothered about Green and Red? Didn’t you have a thing for Red right when you first met?” Watching her flinch, Blue rubbed the back of his neck, turning like this was bad for it. Lyra gave a small chuckle, and looked down at the dragon underneath her. “Well you see, at first I did think it was that kind of ‘thing’. But after about a week in the Pokémon world I realised while I do like Red, I don’t like him that way. He is my trainer, and I do care for him, but I don’t care for him that way.” Lyra looked up as Blue nodded, and turned around once more. “It was probably the Pokéball. I don’t have all the answers but I think in creatures that aren’t ‘technically’ Pokémon it strengthens the emotions being felt. So while you felt attracted to him because you liked Red, I felt-“ he cut himself off and sighed, rubbing the back of his head. Lyra looked over Dragonite, and didn’t respond. Both knew what he was talking about, and it didn’t really need to be brought up again. It was just an old wound. One that would probably never heal properly.