Blueblood looked around and tried to find the pony he thought was Twilight. The only thing that he saw was nothing, but dark space. "Where did you go?" Blueblood kept on asking, but no answer. He kept looking until he heard something, and that something was hoof steps in the snow. He turned and saw who was coming and he was yet again surprised. The pony that he saw was Luna.
"Auntie Luna? Please be you!" Blueblood pleaded. "I can't take this anymore!"
She had the look of pity on her face when she said, "I'm sorry, but I'm not your second Aunt, but don't worry. The good news is that I'm your last stop. The bad news is that this might be the worst."
Blueblood took notice of what she said. "What do you mean by that?"
"I mean that I'm the pony of Christmas Future."
"No!" Blueblood was on the verge of breaking down, crying. "I don't want this anymore, not after seeing what I did to my Aunt."
"I'm afraid making Celestia cry was the least of the troubles." Blueblood then got confused. "If wondering what the troubles are then allow me to show you. Because the future is now." She then used her magic to change the scenery. Everything looked the same as the night of Christmas Eve and it was the afternoon.
Blueblood looked and he couldn't believe it. "This is the future?"
The spirit then started heading off. "You could say that." Blueblood saw her and hurried towards her. "It's tomorrow! It Christmas Day!"
Blueblood looked and saw that no pony was around. "It looks like it's the afternoon. Where is every pony?"
"In their homes. Some still angry and some depressed."
Blueblood faced her. "Shouldn't they be at the Christmas Day festival?"
"It got called off for a couple of reasons. One was because of the events of last night."
"And the other reasons?"
The spirit looked at him. "Let's just say that the ponies here was very ticked off about last night. Since many of them had a hoof in setting the lights and decorations up they weren't very lucky."
"Why? What happened?" Blueblood pleaded.
"If you remember, you were told that every action, no matter how small, has a reaction. Since some of the ponies had something to do with the decorating and since because of last night, some pointed hooves at others that if what they did didn't damage what they did, then some of the decorations would have survived." After hearing this Blueblood was at a loss of words. "Which lead to arguments, which lead to fights, which lead to-" She paused for a moment. "Well you probably know the rest."
"Well they can forget about this and hope that it won't happen next year right?" Blueblood asked.
"After what happened last night would you eve forget that."
After thinking about it he thought that she was right, but he still denied this future. "They had to have listened to Celestia right? Celestia must've told them to stop the fights right?"
The spirit then used her magic to show the events of earlier that morning. "Did they listen to her?"
He saw that almost every pony in Canterlot were fighting because of what happened at the ceremony. "All of this was because of me?"
"Afraid so."
"Wait a second! Couldn't Auntie Celestia stop this fighting?"
"She tried. Not just her but also her sister, her student and her friends and family, they all tried to calm them down. They all wanted this to end and for all of them to move on, but no matter what they did, they couldn't get to all of them."
His ear dropped for what he heard. "No, this can't be. This shouldn't be what Christmas should be about."
"That's what they all tried to tell them, but in fits of rage, they wouldn't listen to any of them."
He still denied it. He didn't want this to be the future. He won't let this be the future. He ran toward the other ponies to try and stop this.
"What are you doing? It's pointless to try since they can't hear or see you." The spirit tried to convince him.
He heard what she said but still denied this to happen. "Every pony please stop this! Stop the fighting!" No responses of coarse. He then ran to Celestia and the others. "Auntie please stop them. Don't quit on them, get them stop this fighting." No response. "Twilight, please get you and your friends to stop them." No response. "Please I'm begging." He tried to grab them and snap them out of it, but he phased right threw them. Doing that he accidentally tripped and fell to the ground, going back to looking at the ponies fight. "Please, every pony, I'm begging all of you, please stop this fighting."
"How many time are you going to do this to realize that they can't hear or see you." The spirit said walking towards him.
"No! This can't be happening. They wanted everything to be perfect, but that shouldn't matter. Christmas is about being with friends and family, not for getting what you want." After saying he started thinking about all he went through and then formed tears in his eyes. "I was wrong. I was all wrong." He closed his eyes and put his hooves on his eyes, still crying. "I take back everything I said."
"I don't want this to happen, because I know now."
"Please don't let this be the future, I can stop this from happening!"
"I can stop all of them from fighting!"
"I CAN CHANGE!!!"