//------------------------------// // Press X to... // Story: Is it from Jimmy? // by Kickback //------------------------------// No one made a sound. It was as if David Cage had walked in and thoroughly tore, ripped and shredded both the Gurren Lagaan Blu-ray sets and Matt's Hitomi J-Cup poster in the span of one brief second. The Zaibatsu were speechless. Each member respectively reflected on the situation with their own outlook. Of course, they all had one trait in common, they were all baffled. Except for Pat who kept glancing over to the HF Blade replica over to the side. No one knew what to do. Do they go back into the room? Do they run out the door and set the apartment on fire with the ponies inside then start a new life out in the barren wastelands of Detroit, scavenging for food among the broken wreckage of what once was a city? Or do they go to Australia and live out their days in the encompassing masses of the biggest prison on Earth? What were the fucks supposed to do? Little did they know that whatever they did would have little-to-no consequence...or will it? SO MANY QUESTIONS! "I got nothin', man." "This is all your fault, Woolie." "It feels like it's my fault." "Yeah, I know. 'Cause it's totally your fault." "You know what? It could be worse." "How the fuck could it be worse, Matt?" "Well..." "Yeah, that's what I thought." "Why are we whispering?" And it was at that moment that the four grown men realized they had taken an order to shut the fuck up from a tiny blue pony princess. "Shit!" "WE THOUGHT WE TOLD THOU TO H-...Tia?" Luna hadn't even bothered to open her eyes the first time she ordered the guards the quiet down. Honestly, for ponies that were always so stoic, they sure could talk up a storm when they thought they were alone. Yet even after being told once, they still persist. Obviously, the princess of the night wasn't impressed. She'd have to give them a stern lecture on manners when the sun went down. When one of them uttered a rather loud profane word, her eyes cracked open sharply as she reeled her head up off her unfamiliar oddly uncomfortable pillow and hollered out into the hall from her bed chambers. Except, half of what she thought of what was going on was complete bullshit. She didn't even finish her sentence when she saw her. Bundled up along side her, a soft smile on her sleeping expression. Millions upon millions of memories flashed across Luna's mind eyes as she gazed upon the sight. She didn't even notice the brown walls of the cardboard box the two of them rested in. She didn't even notice the light blue curls of her mane dangling along her vision instead of a constant wave of spectral hair. She didn't even notice how high-pitched and young her voice was. All she became aware of in that moment was the light pink hair and bare-flank of her older sister's young, sleeping form and when the gears shifted in her head to emit a powerful resounding click in her brain... ..She screamed. If there was anything Celestia was, it was one big contradiction. She was a princess. Now, when one thinks of a princess in anything, you instantly know the type. Regal, has important duties that you never see her doing. Is kind of useless most of time. Everyone loves her and you really don't know why and more or less, has somepony else do everything for her. Celestia was afraid she was starting to become that. All she needed now was some hero with a magical dog or greedy monkey sidekick to come save her from some evil *BLANK*. Back in her day, she was a fucking badass. Vanquishing evil left, right and centre. Signing treaties, making bits and bedding the finest stallions there were. Nowadays, she gets her flank handed to her by some overgrown bug thing on love-steroids, gets pushed back to the brink of all hope by some raging crossbreed freak-of-nature and is forced to rely on a single unicorn with a ragtag bunch of ponies to try and convert her broody emo younger sister and that hilarious guy, Discord (of whom she totally did NOT totally have a crush on, totally). Old lady Celly always liked to think herself as a contradiction because of who she was, rather than what she was. She'd always be a princess but she'd never be THE princess. A good example of this is when she and Luna were growing up and the little blue shit decided to wake her up. Instead of calmly telling her to pipe down and gently go back to sleep. She'd lose her shit, shout at her and gulp twenty gallons of coffee after finding that she just couldn't go back to sleep. Now, apparently was one of those moments. Celestia's face scrunched up in torment as the sound of screaming filled her sensitive ears. She whirled her head up and glared straight ahead, opening her mouth to tell the tiny bitch to shut up. "LU-" It didn't even take a second. As soon as her eyes snapped open and she saw the sight before her, she stopped. What was there to say? How does one simply react to seeing something like that? I'll tell you what. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!" "AAAHHH!" From the doorway across the room, the super best friends watched the two alicorns scream madly in terror at eachother. I won't even go into detail about how they were reacting to it.