I Blame You

by Whitestrake


Celestia is Oddly Calm About This

Time to point out something Jay told me:

>Taylor knew Trixie was awake.
>Trixie looked in Taylor's pants.
>Taylor had no problem with this.

I didn't even notice that
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It had taken less than five minutes. Spike blew green flames onto the sealed scroll, and Celestia had immediately replied, by landing just in front of the library, accompanied by at least sixty guards. The Princess took one look at Jay, and request the three Elements to give the two of them some privacy. The Alicorn gave the teen a stern glare, at least while the Elements were present.

“You know, lying to them wasn't a good idea.”

“I said those things so you'd know I was lying.” A look of understanding crossed the Princess' features.

“The last humans to show up here weren't so clever about things.” Jay looked surprised at this, he remembered the lore entry about humans, but didn't know Celestia would be so direct about it.

“How many others have been here before us?” Celestia seemed to think for a moment, wearing that odd expression one has when deep in thought.

“Thousands, perhaps tens of thousands, over the course of history.” Celestia gave a noncommittal wave of a hoof. “The most recent appearance was about a month ago, in the Griffin Pridelands” Celestia paused for a bit, then grimaced. “Nasty outcome, from what the High Chancellor wrote to me.”

“That whole thing about eating Griffin chicks, that wasn't true, was it?” The teen knew there was a grain of truth in every legend.

“Unfortunately, yes.” The Alicorn gave the teen a once-over. “I'm surprised you haven't asked about what I intend to do about this.” Jay shrugged, and gave his reply.

“I figured that if you wanted to arrest me, you would've carted me off already.” Jay was reacting better than he'd originally thought he would, but couldn't get over how uncomfortable being around the Princess was. “But, can you get us back home?”

“Depends, were you brought here by magic?” The Alicorn may have been able to give some assistance, but only under certain conditions.

“No, Taylor built a machine that makes you travel faster than light,” Celestia looked impressed at that, what sounded like teleportation, without magic. “Can you help at all?”

“Sadly, I can't.” the Princess actually looked a bit put off by that bit of information. “If magic had been the cause,then maybe, but technology is out of my jurisdiction.” Seemingly in afterthought, the Princess asked a question. “Taylor's not really here to hurt the Elements, right?” Celestia was kind, not stupid, she had to know.

“I would say he's a saint, but, he's going to hell in all likelihood.” Jay chuckled nervously at the Alicorn's blank stare. “But he's harmless, for the most part.” Jay started off smiling, but his expression fell as a certain teenager ran by the window, with a squad of guards tailing him. “Goddammit, Taylor. Could you ignore that, please?”

“Where do you think he's going?”

“Your guess is as good as mine, Princess.”

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“Make yourself at home, please.” Lyra was trying to be a good hostess, fucking adorable. I would love to take a seat, but there is the slight issue of being covered in mud, that I have yet to deal with. When the seafoam Unicorn produced a a small towel and covered a portion of the couch, it would have been rude to refuse. “When I saw the other one being carried through town, I knew just what it was.”

“So, you know about humans?” I asked that in a way that made it seem more like a statement than anything else.

“Only since magic kindergarten! I've read books, had dreams, even theorized about humans.” Seemed Lyra was more excited than me about this little meet and greet. I didn't even know that was possible, but then again, I'm in a land full of colorful, magical, talking ponies, I told reality to fuck off hours ago. If they had legends about humans here, then perhaps our worlds are connected in some manner. Princess Celestia may be able to send us back! That is, if I can get her on my side.

“How does one theorize about a living being?” I ducked as a patrol went by the window. I was just making smalltalk until the heat died down, if it would at all.

“Well, things like how you do things without magic, like fly and grow lots of food.” I should have figured mass production and mechanized flight would seem amazing to a third party.

“Just where do you get these little peeks at humanity?”

“I have dreams, but sometimes I think they're more like visions.” She became more and more bashful as she neared the end of her sentence, can't say I blame her. I'm not surprised about being able to see Earth in her dreams, many geniuses dream of fanciful impossibilities. Perhaps sapient beings can think a bridge between worlds into existence, perhaps the bridges already exist, and we just have to use them.

Wait, I'm evading pursuit, why am I focusing on a philosophical matter?

“Do humans ever have those?” Lyra was a curious one, in a good way.

“I get some of my best ideas from dreaming.” It was true, for almost every problem I had ever encountered in life, I’ve solved thanks to dreaming of a solution. “So, I suppose, we do have visions in our sleep. I'd wager that we have them quite often.”

I rose to check the window, nothing, they must be patrolling another area at the moment. Should I try and make a break for it, or stay and chat until I can think of a plan? What to do, what to do? With a brief pause, I made my decision.

“Lyra, could you do me a favor?” She gave me a quizzical look. “I'll answer any questions you have tomorrow if you do.” She nearly squealed in excitement, I would have spent any extra time dancing around the issues at hand if I stayed, anyway.

“Just ask, I’ve got your back, uh...” Oh, right, I hadn't introduced myself.

“The name is Taylor. But, I need you to stash something near Sweet Apple Acres for me.”

“What do I need to hide?” At least she'd work with me on this, little human fangirl.

“Any antiseptic you can lend, I'll be sure to repay in the future. I have an injured friend that I need to tend to. Make sure her wounds don't get infected, y'know?” Lyra's eyes widen, and I realized that I hadn't specified whether or not my friend was human. Oh well, what she doesn't know, won't hurt her..

“I'll do my best!” Lyra actually saluted me, where is my camera when I need it?

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In the Everfree Forest, four hooves touched the ground. Their owner winced as pain shot up her legs, but she decided to ignore it, she had bigger things on her mind. Her personal guardian angel had left some time ago, and she was worried, which surprised her. The blue mare looked towards the very faint glow of streetlamps on the horizon, and prepared herself.

Wrapped in her protector's dark blue jacket, and wielding an L-shaped metal rod she'd found in a box under the seat, Trixie limped towards Ponyville.