Light slowly entered Celestia's vision. She wondered to herself if she was dead. As she felt her eyes open, and her vision cleared, she felt something coarse and rough against her back. She shot up to find herself sitting on a beach. The sea calmly rolled against the shore, she felt the sand below her, rubbing her hooves around in the granules.
"Sleep well?" A familiar voice called out to her. She spun around to find Mainsail sitting about ten feet away from her, attempting to break open a coconut on a rock.
"How did you get here?" She asked.
"You fell in, I jumped in to get you, we got washed up here." He answered flatly.
"Wait a minute," She thought to herself, "you jumped in to save me?"
"Aye, I did. Why is it that every time I do something nice, it surprises you?" He questioned.
"Because you're a raging flank-hole." She pointed out.
After a moment's postulation, he nodded, "Yeah, but do you really think I'd knowingly let you drown?"
"Well, you didn't so no, I guess not." The princess admitted. "Still, why'd it have to be you?"
"What do you mean?" He sounded mildly hurt.
"Why did you of all ponies have to save me? Anyone else would've been better. Captain Driftwood preferably." When she said this, Mainsail broke into a fit of laughter.
This confused her, "What in tartarus is so funny?"
"What's funny," He began, "is that you think Driftwood would risk his sorry hide to save you, that's what."
"He's your captain." She pointed out.
"Aye, and he's a sorry worm who would sooner have let you drown then even contemplate taking a single step to save you, much less jump in for you." Mainsail hit the coconut hard, and it broke apart in his hooves, spilling the liquid everywhere. He flopped back on the sand, and looked up at the sky, he never expected to be on a deserted island with a princess of all ponies.
"How long was I out for?" Celestia asked suddenly.
"A few hours," Mainsail answered, "you had a surprising amount of water in your lungs when I went to revive you."
"Revive me," She pondered to herself, the blushed as she realized what he meant, "does that mean that you..." She stopped, and placed her hooves on her lips.
"Would you prefer I have let you drown?" He asked sarcastically.
"No," She squeaked out, "I just didn't expect you to be so forward about it. In fact, I could've died without knowing you did that to me!"
"What is your problem?" Mainsail stood up.
"My problem, is that my first kiss not only went to a man who I don't even like, but I wasn't even conscious when it happened!" She yelled without thinking. When she realized her blunder, she spun away from Mainsail. She wanted to run, but she didn't know where. The two of them sat for a long time, the awkward silence lingering over them. Eventually, Mainsail couldn't take it anymore.
He kicked at the rock he was sitting beside, "Look um...I'm sorry." Celestia's ears twitched as he spoke.
Mainsail continued, "I didn't know your first kiss meant that much to you, but what would you have expected me to do?"
Celestia sighed, and turned back to face Mainsail, "I...I'm sorry too, I overreacted. It's just, so much just happened, and I don't really know how to cope with it. I needed to vent a little, and I shouldn't have chosen you to get angry at."
"I'm the only one here, who else could you get angry at?" Mainsail reasoned.
"That's the point," Celestia piped in, "I shouldn't be angry at anyone for this. Here you went and just saved my life, choosing to get stuck on this island with me, and I'm getting mad at you. Do you know how awful that makes me look?" Mainsail didn't answer, he could tell she wasn't expecting one.
"Either way," He said, "we need to think of a way to get out of here. I'm going to start collecting wood to build a signal fire, you explore the tree line and see if you can find some food. Don't go in too deep though, we don't know what's on this island." He explained. Celestia nodded at Mainsail, and set off down the coast line. She looked for what seemed like hours, and came up with nothing.
She looked at a clearing in the tree line, "It can't be too bad if I go a little further in." She trotted off through the clearing in her search. The jungle began to intensify, growing thicker with each step. She soon found herself surrounded by thick trees, which almost completely blocker her field of view. Without looking where she was going, she tripped on an exposed tree root, and slid down a muddy embankment. Celestia felt a sharp pain emanate from her wing as she tried to stand, so she waited for a moment. Upon looking around to get her bearings, she noticed that she was in a small clearing. At first, she felt relieved that she was free of the thick foliage, but upon further inspection, all of the pathways out of the clearing looked quite similar.
"Oh, which one was it?" She looked around at the possible routes, "Was it that one, or maybe that one. Well, that one looks kind of familiar too... oh no, I'm lost aren't I?" She began to feel panicked. She'd never been lost anywhere before, much less in an unknown jungle. After a moments thought, she decided that there was only one thing she could do.
"Mainsail! Help, I'm lost!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, hoping it would get his attention. After a few minutes of repeating her calls, she gave up. Slumping over in depression.
"I'm going to die out here." She whimpered. As she lay there the trees across the clearing began to rustle.
"Mainsail?" Her head perked up, until she saw what came out of the foliage. Her calls had attracted the attention of a leopard. Upon seeing her, it slowly crawled its way out of the treeline, hunched over and ready to attack. Celestia knew enough about animals to know that it wasn't friendly. She slowly stood up, trying to make herself as appear as tall as possible. She began to stomp at the ground, perhaps the noise would scare it off. It didn't, the leopard growled ferociously at her. This startled her, she had no idea what she was doing. This was a dangerous animal standing in front of her, it could kill her at any moment. The leopard drew ever closer to her, maintaining a low growl as in approached. She found herself moving backwards towards the edge of the clearing, eventually she'd have nowhere to go. She had to think of something, fast. The leopard, however, didn't give her time to think. Just as it was about to leap at her, a wooden spear flew past Celestia and struck the ground inches from the leopard. She turned to find Mainsail standing within the tree line, brandishing a second wooden spear in his mouth. He quickly jumped in between Celestia and the leopard, spear raised, and ready for a fight.