They were sailing to Coltabasso on their new ship which they named the Alicorn. The ship was a galleon made with a hardwood along with five reenforced masts. The ship had a two rows of bombards two on each side. The ship armament was a little excessive and some of the stuff in the Alicorn was not necessary.
It was currently the evening, Ina saw a forger's furnace within the ship and a bunch of excess metal. She took some of the weaponry and turned it into new things. She turned, with Rainbow Dash's permission, her halberd into a cross spear. She handed the shiny finished product to Rainbow Dash.
"Hey Rainbow Dash." Ina stated with glad words.
"Yo," Rainbow Dash replied. "What's up Ina?"
"I noticed you didn't like the head that was on your weapon."
"It just didn't fit me."
"So, I went ahead and changed the head."
"Really? What does it look like now."
"It looks like this." Ina pulled out Rainbow's new cross spear. Rainbow Dash was in awe.
"Perfect." Rainbow Dash stated with an impressed look. "This is much better for me."
"Thanks." Ina replied with satisfaction. "I'm glad you like it."
"You're pretty good at working with metal."
"There's one thing got to ask you."
"Yeah?"
"Did I hurt when you got that tattoo?"
"Tattoo? What tattoo?"
"The one on your flank." Ina pointed to Rainbow Dash's cutie mark.
"That's not a tattoo. That's my cutie mark."
"What's a cutie mark?" Rainbow Dash was surprised.
"Well, a cutie mark is the symbol that appears on your flank."
"Do all ponies get a cutie mark?" Rainbow Dash facehoofed.
Pinkie Pie waited on the deck bored until she heard a sound like music. She followed it and it lead to Oichi. She noticed she was playing a vertical bamboo flute (shakuhachi). The music she played was beautiful but Pinkie sensed sorrow. When she was done playing, Pinkie Pie walked up to her.
"Hi there." Pinkie Pie stated.
"Hey, Pinkie." Oichi replied.
"That's very pretty music you played."
"Thank you."
"What was the tune you played?"
"It was a tune that my father taught me before he died."
"What was the tune about?"
"It was an epic tune about those whom have moved on from this world, those who are alive, and those who have yet to be born. The tune is so special it is never written down; it is always taught orally." I have in my possession a second shakuhachi and politely handed it to Pinkie. "Would you like to play?"
"Sure." Pinkie sat down. Of course, Pinkie struggled from trying to hold it.
"Okay, we should work on holding it first."
Nene was on the deck and she threw out a net. The net hit the surface of the water and sank. She set the rope to a post on the side of the ship and waited for a while. Applejack came up to her.
"What are ya doing?" Applejack asked her.
"I am waiting." Nene replied.
"For what?"
"For the fish to get in the net."
"How come?"
"Well, someone forgot to pack up extra food. And we are running low on food." The net was being pulled. "Applejack, I need you to help me get this net up."
"Fine." They pulled onto the net. They pulled up plenty of fish and some seaweed. "Wow."
"Perfect." Applejack was uneasy about was to happen next.
"Wait, we're having fish for dinner?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"I thought ponies can't digest fish."
"Some ponies survived in harsh climates by adding alternative food to their diet, including the consumption of meat." Nene explained. "However, over time these ponies became accustomed to eating plants and meat. This formed the omnivorous ponies. This is what my father learned from his studies in the royal libraries which go back to the Equestria period."
"Yeah. Yeah." Applejack replied slightly disturbed. "But do we have to eat the fish?"
"You don't have to. There are plenty of vegetables in the lower deck. Besides, seafood technically isn't meat, right?"
Note: A rule of thumb was added to add some flexibility. if a Catholic can eat it on Friday during Lent, a pony can digest it and get nutrition.
After dinner, Fluttershy wanted to learn about the aeons. So she summoned Ifrit, she was inside of the ship at the time. Ifrit crashed in through the side of the ship even though there was a set of stairs that lead to the outside of the ship. Fortunately for everyone the hole was high enough to have water come in the ship.
"Why Ifrit did you crash through the wall?" Fluttershy asked.
"An aeon's entrance must always be dramatic." Ifrit replied.
"There was a perfectly good set of stairs."
"There was a set of stairs?" Ifrit asked.
"Yeah." Fluttershy facehoofed. "Anyway, I wanted to ask you about the aeons?"
"Ah, the summoner's most asked questions. Ifrit will answer all of your questions in a single lecture." Ifrit grabbed a professor's robe and cap; he put Fluttershy at a school desk and grabbed a chalkboard.
"Where did all this stuff come from? This isn't a 40's cartoon."
"Now then first of all, there are the main six aeons: Ifrit, Shiva, Valefor, Ixion, Leviathan, and Titan. There are also three more Anima, Carbuncle, and the most powerful of aeons, Bahamut. But only the most powerful summoners are able to summon him."
"Okay, but where did you come from?"
"All of us, at one time were ponies. At one point, we all sacrificed our lives while protecting others. Bahamut is the only exception. He was never a pony to begin with, because he was a dragon, and only comes to those chosen to summon him." He turned to Fluttershy. "Do you get what Ifrit had said, Lady Fluttershy?"
"I get the info but if you guys were ponies before you were aeons, what were you?"
"Ifrit? Ifrit was a bright red earth pony. Ifrit's work here is done." Ifrit prepared to leave.
"Wait, what about the…" Ifrit crashed through the ceiling to leave. "Stairs?" She turned to herself. "An earth pony?" she thought. "I don't really believe that."
Meanwhile, Rarity was looking around the stocks of food. Then she noticed some jugs of some stuff, curious she shook it. There was liquid inside and she read the label.
"Mount Graze?" Rarity thought to herself. She grabbed a glass poured some into a glass. The liquid came out. It was amber-colored and had a white glaze that formed on the top of the glass. She was curious and drank it. She enjoyed it. "Mmm, this stuff is really good." She drank some more, a whole lot more than she intended.
As on the deck, Basil and Twilight were sitting next to each other under the newly lit night sky. Basil turned to Twilight.
"Twilight?" Basil stated.
"Yeah?" Twilight replied.
"I never got a chance to thank you."
"It's okay."
"But you shouldn't have rescued me like that."
"I…" Twilight paused. "I wanted to rescue you."
"But you shouldn't have."
"How come?"
"You could have gotten hurt."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because I care about you." Twilight was surprised. "I care about your safety. I just care about you."
"I didn't know…" Twilight blushed. "You cared about me so much."
"I do, Twilight. I really do." They gazed into each others' eyes. Then, Basil got glomped from the side. "Wait, what the…" They noticed it was Rarity.
"Hey, Basil." Rarity said. Twilight noticed she was blushing and a little cross-eyed.
"Rarity?" Basil said confused.
"Yeah."
"What are you doing out here?"
"I… was just looking for you." She was stroking her face on his shoulder. Twilight's eye began to twitch. Feeling uneasy, he tried to get out but the magic from Rarity's horn prevented him from escaping. He could notice lust in Rarity's dazed eyes. "What's wrong, I would just like to have a hot party for two, just you and me."
"What the buck... I can't do that."
"But, you're so damn hot." Rarity tried to kiss him. Basil tried to back off but was trapped. Twilight was able to stop Rarity. She and Basil can smell the alcohol on Rarity's breath.
"Rarity, are you drunk?"
"I'm not a flankin' drunk." She turned to Twilight Sparkle. "Wait a minute, why are there three Twilights?" Rarity could barely keep her balance. Then, she fell down and went to sleep. Basil turned to Twilight.
"Thanks for saving me, Twilight." Basil stated to her.
"You're welcome." She replied.
"If it wasn't for you, this would've turned into a clop fic."
"Yeah, and we don't want that."
"Of course, the fans of clop fics would definitely hate the author right now."
"Okay, can we forget this happened?"
"Sure, but what are we going to do about Rarity?" He pointed to Rarity.
"We should get her to bed."
"Yeah, we should." They lifted Rarity up. "One thing is for certain."
"What's that?"
"She is going to have one hell of a hangover in the morning."
"What do you mean?"
"I smelled the rum on her breath."
"That explains everything on what she did recently."