“All rise!” The white clergy looked around, “Princess Celestia of the Sun, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza of Love, and Prince FoxTrot of the Shadows residing.”
The doors enveloped in two different auras as the two guards swung them inward, revealing three tall figures.
One was pure white with gold adornments and a billowing mane ranging from cotton-candy violet to bright teal. Her violet eyes allayed compassion and truth to all present. Her gait was slow and deliberate, as if she had something weighing on her shoulders. She gave a weak, almost strained smile as she struggled to keep up with her niece.
The next one, about a head-and-a-half shorter, had a bright pink coat, darker violet mane with pink and yellow that, though lacking the flowing quality of her aunts’, had almost the same kind of magic to it, being in a state that moved as she trotted to the front. She trotted in with a small bounce to her gait, allowing herself to smile around at the multi-colored ponies that took up around the area.
The final one, Prince FoxTrot, having just been inaugurated after seventeen years in Ponyville, was slightly taller than Cadance, but shorter than Celestia. His coat was black as night with bits of dark blue, as if he was the embodiment of a cloudy night sky. His dark blue mane, cropped to his shoulders, hung over the patch on his right eye. His chrome black adornments, inlaid with darker silver, clicked against each other as he trotted.
FoxTrot’s eyes wandered to the podium where the royalty sat during meetings and pitches. There were two cup-like seats above all else. That’s where the royal members sat.
There were two smaller ones diagonally down from the higher two. That’s where the secondary members sat.
Then there was the larger cup in the very middle of the four others. That’s where the Captain of the Royal Guard sat. In case things got to rowdy.
As Celestia took her position at the top, FoxTrot and Cadance took their respective positions underneath her. Her voice rang clear and strong through the courtroom as she spoke.
“Fillies and Gentlecolts of the jury! This pitch meeting is now in order!”
FoxTrot’s smirk turned into a genuine grin, showing whitish-yellow teeth in his black mouth. “If I may, dear sister?” he leaned across to Cadance, “But where is Luna?”
Cadance shrugged, “Probably taking her time getting here. It DOES involve her, your plan.
“Permission granted.” Princess Celestia nodded, “As long as FoxTrot and Cadance allow it.”
The two started, “Yeah.” FoxTrot gave a half-way believable smile, “Yeah, go ahead.”
“Seconded.” Cadance blushed, her pink cheeks taking on a characteristic scarlet.
“Very well.” Celestia looked back towards the violet-blue stallion in the center of the floor, “You may have access to the Circular Gardens from ten to five in the afternoon, on your prescribed evenings.”
After an hour and a half of ponies pitching different needs and ideas, interrupted only by Luna’s sudden arrival, FoxTrot’s heart quickened with anticipation.
“Very well.” Celestia looked around, “If that is all with you fair folk, we will now allow Royal Members’ pitches.”
FoxTrot stood, “If I may, Dear Sisters, I would like to pitch the ideas of an Equestria-wide set of games.”
Luna looked down at her brother, teal eyes searching away, “And what are the rules and synopses of these games?”
FoxTrot’s smile broke into a grin, “Simple; six ponies from six different cities will be thrown into a pseudo-realistic arena, where they try to find a victor.”
“Six random, or do you have an idea?”
“There will be three Mares, three Stallions. Two Earthen, two Pegasi, two Unicorns, from six Canterlot, Cloudsdale, Ponyville, Baltimare, Manehattan, Fillydelphia, and Appleloosa.”
“You’re Highness.” A white Pegasus stood up, “Appleloosa has no Pegasi, much like Clouds--”
“Appleloosa will fill in Earthen and Unicorns for Cloudsdale’s Pegasi.” FoxTrot looked around, “Each city will hold a mandatory raffle where the names of the tributes will be drawn.”
“How will the games go down?” A dark green Earth Pony stood, “What are the points of them?”
FoxTrot smiled, “After drawn, each of the tributes will be transported here where they will be trained. The point of the game?
"Throw them all in the arena, and watch them kill each other.”
A shocked murmur flooded the place. Killing?
FoxTrot looked around, “To make it fair, Royalty will count towards--”
“No!” Luna glared at Skorpeon, “Forgive us, Dear Brother, we do not like the idea of killing, even if we have to do it.”
FoxTrot’s smile vanished, “I know, sister, Rest assured, if your name is drawn, I will protect you.”
“Not if we vote against it.” She said, “Anypony against this pitch?”
A handful of ponies, mainly Earthen, raised their hands. One or two Pegasi slowly did, as if they would be attacked.
Not a single Unicorn raised their hoof.
“Alright.” Princess Celestia looked at her royal entourage, “Royal members?”
Cadance smiled, “Of course. That actually sounds like fun!” Her hoof rose with FoxTrot’s.
Luna sighed, “Please don’t, dear--” Her eyes widened at Celestia’s white hoof above her head.
“You all suck.”