//------------------------------// // Contact // Story: The Iron Lady // by Chelis //------------------------------// In peacetime, the Princess would only allow the servants, her sister and faithful student, and even the occasional one-night gentlemen caller into her private bedchambers. It was the only place where she can be alone to her thoughts or free from the stresses of running a kingdom. The night of the monster attacks was clearly a threat to national and perhaps global security, so letting the men who were charged with defending her shores and lands occupy the sofas and coffee table in front of the fireplace and even the large flat screen television in front of the mantle was not an issue. The real issue was with what the Princess was currently wearing: a transparent, silky nightgown to cover her most intimate spots. For the princess, she would bare all if it meant the safety of her people. That mindset helped her shrug off the occasion look at her chest from the single members of the impromptu war room The creature had settled in the grand park of Manehattan, and began digging a hole in a wooded area. The surrounding trees were reduced to stumps. Her little sister was sitting next to her watching all of it unfold. As much as she always promised her little sister, her friends, and other nations, Equestria would never use nuclear weapons in aggression. The monster still was not worth annihilating the largest city in Equestria for. It did not matter what her top generals said, even if there was a chance the monster might continue its reign of terror down the eastern shores. The youngest man in the room was the older brother of her star pupil of a few years back. He was sitting quietly on the end of a couch, white with fear, his eyes fixated on the cell phone on the table, waiting for a call. His little sister was in the city, and she lived near where the majority of the destruction was. The other generals were smart enough not to provoke the young man, all knowing the kid's baby sister was probably dead or trapped in the rubble. Celestia did not show it, but she was also fearful for her former pupil. She thought back to the moments seeing the young gifted toddler growing up to the intelligent, resourceful woman Twilight Sparkle became. Celestia knew in the bottom of her heart that if anyone can survive something like a monster attack, it would be Twilight Sparkle. Her assumption came through an hour later when the phone in front of Shining went off. His yelp of joy was loud enough for everyone to reach for their ear closest to him in pain. "Twiliy!" He answered the phone quickly, not even allowing the first ring to finish. "I'm so glad you're-" "Not now Shining, get me to Celestia!" Twilight barked. The sound of the car racing through the highway could be heard, as well as the barking of Spike. "I'm in the same room, putting you on speaker." The room became deathly silent, as Twilight began to speak. * * * "Princess Celestia! What is that thing doing!?" Twilight asked "The thing is in the park, doing something in the trees, we can't see," Celestia answered, her answer also coming from the live feed from the television in front of her. "It's probably taking a shit." One of the older men commented The rest of the room exploded in laughter, Celestia included. "This is important! People are dying out there!" Twilight screamed. "Sorry Twilight, I needed that. I think we all needed that. What about Machinka?" "Last time we did a diagnostic was last year. Blossoming Jewel is still in Manehattan and not answering my calls. I will try to get a communication drone out to her location." "Twilight, when can you get the project up and fighting?" Shining Armor asked. "Hours. This is why I recommend sending the jets if it causes any more danger to the city. Until then they should just hover over, but I'm no expert." "How about attacking now?" Celestia asked. "Honestly, I don't mind. If that thing is healthy or missing an extremity or two, Machinka can take it down just the same. Celestia spoke to her generals. "Alright, you heard the-" "This offramp! Take it! Take it!" Twilight barked, shouting over the talk that was happening in the Princess's quarters. "That's my Twiliy!" a bemused Shining Armor cheered. * * * "Soarin! Spitfire! We have confirmation to engage!" Everyone stopped and looked at the commanders. Spitfire seemed unmoving, Soarin had the look of dread in his face. "Calm down, Soarin. Rainboom One will come back so you two can fuck like animals," Spitfire said unemotionally. Soarin's face went pale. "Everyone knew about you and Rainboom One. It's cute, actually." "W-who else knew?" A flustered Soarin asked. To his surprise: everyone in the war room rose their hand. "The security cameras caught it all, and you two were sloppy in trying to hide it." "Oh." "Alright, Soarin, send 'em in." Soarin lowered his head near the microphone in front of him pressed the button that was the communication between himself and the flight leaders. "Rainboom One, you have clearance to engage. Happy hunting."