Blaze the Pony Tale

by Wolven5


49. The Best Night Ever - To Talk

As the music kicked in, a colored lightshow ignited, the speakers pumping with the beat, and the gala-goers got down with their bad selves, yo. But then, as Twilight waved her hooves in the air like she just did not care, she noticed how everything seemed to slow and quiet down around her, and almost immediately feared something was wrong, when…
“Twilight?”

She turned and saw…
“Princess Celestia!”

“I told you we’d have that talk,” Celestia smiled as she turned, saying, “Walk with me.”

As Twilight followed her teacher, she soon realized time seemed to have come to a near stand-still all throughout the gala. But as they carried on, tonight’s events for some reason gave her pause for thought.

“Twilight?”

She snapped out of it and saw Celestia had led her back to the hall where she’d first seen the princess, “I apologize for keeping you waiting. As princess, it is normally expected of me to greet each and every guest who attends the gala, so I waited for the opportunity to cast this spell so that you and I could have as long a moment as we would need.”

“I see…!” Twilight was in awe such a spell slowing time to such a degree. “There’s so much I want to talk to you about but… all of a sudden I can’t think of what to start with!”

“Well, why don’t we carry on and just talk?”

They did so, walking together through the gala, avoiding bumping into the guests, and they stepped out into the garden where Twilight saw Fluttershy with Big Mac, the two of them appearing to be enjoying the garden menagerie.

“It looks like Fluttershy’s made some new friends,” Twilight giggled.

“Yes, but I think she along with Big Macintosh have made something more,” Celestia added with a raised brow and smirk, and Twilight took a closer look.

She then realized that Fluttershy and Big Mac were holding hooves and smiling at each other rather than the animals.

“Let’s carry on,” Celestia suggested before Twilight could read more into it.

They happened upon some ponies sitting on cushions, appearing to be talking and enjoying the nearby flowerbeds, and Twilight noticed Rarity sitting next to Blueblood, whom she remembered as her old classmate in Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns, and the of them were smiling at each other.
“I am glad my nephew is enjoying the gala with such a kind mare as Rarity,” Celestia said, a warm smile on her face.

“Is something wrong, Princess?” Twilight asked, noticing there was a hopeful look in her teacher’s eyes.

“It’s nothing, dear, shall we?”


They then passed by the V.I.P. section where twilight fully expected to see Rainbow Dash hanging out with the Wonderbolts, and so looked for them. But she only saw their blue uniforms and swept-back manes, not a certain rainbow-colored Pegasus mare wearing a matching-colored dress.

“That’s odd, I would think Rainbow would with the Wonderbolts,” Twilight commented.

“Perhaps it’s because she’s with somepony else,” Celestia suggested and Twilight followed her line of sight and saw that Rainbow Dash was sitting with the famous Wonderbolt Soarin, his suit’s hood down to reveal his face, and they were peer into each other’s faces in a way Twilight had never seen from her braggart friend.

“Well that’s unexpected,” Twilight muttered, “I’d thought Rainbow would spend time with all of the Wonderbolts, but… I’ve never seen such a look in her face. It reminds me of-”

Her eyes popped in realization.

Fluttershy and Big Macintosh.

Rarity and Blueblood.

Rainbow Dash and Soarin.

“I wouldn’t believe it if I hadn’t seen it…!” she whispered.

“And why is that, my faithful student?” Celestia quipped, “It’s really not that surprising for one to meet somepony special at such an event as the gala.”

Twilight looked questionably at the princess, who went on, “Twilight, dreams are a funny thing. They are a wish and a goal at once, because simply wishing for your dreams to come true can only get you so far. There are times you have to work hard to make your wishes come true, and the journey to do just that often helps us realize that what we want and that what we need is not the same thing, and it even helps us understand more about ourselves, as the journey to our dreams often lead us to something all the more special.”

Twilight beamed at her teacher and they shared a hug, Twilight saying, “And here I thought we’d talk about just magic and the things I’ve experienced in Ponyville…”

“We can still do that, Twilight,” Celestia offered.

“Actually, Princess… I think I want to spend some time with my friends,” Twilight said politely.

Celestia smiled in pride and said, “Very well. Off you go, and expect a surprise visit for the finale onstage.”

Twilight smiled and trotted off, wanting to get back before Celestia lifted her spell. She barely made it just in time as the roar of the music and crowd hurt her eardrums a bit before she resumed cheering alongside her friends!