"Your highness…" Shining said, the words like venom seeping through his teeth. The elevator was cramped with all of them in it, so much so that it was impossible to whisper without everyone hearing. "if the only pony you're going to consult when taking executive action is… yourself… why does it matter how you make your royal decisions?"
"Aha-ha-ha, of course it does, dear Prince Armor," Blueblood said, tossing his mane back with a flick of his head. The ends of his blonde bangs hit Dan in the face. The human didn't blink but his eye and upper lip began to twitch with rage. "It's important to consult with one's peers when dealing with important matters, is it not?"
"Yeah, but… they're all… you," Twilight added, her voice was a mixture of disgust and protest.
The prince cast a sly grin over his shoulder at her. "They're the only ones whom I could consider my peers."
"I think I'm gonna throw up again…" Spike said.
"Prince…ess…" Twilight continued, almost pained, "Blueblood, you have to talk to ponies before you go doing something that might affect their jobs, their homes, their lives. You can't govern without the consent of the governed."
"Celestia wasn't an absolute monarch," Phoenix added. "She had to obey the laws set fourth by the Equestrian Charter," he said, turning a page in the massive law book he was still holding. "And one of those laws requires representation of all Equestrian subjects. You have to have fair and equal representation."
"That's right!" Dan shouted, spitted Blueblood's hair out of his face. "No reformation without representation! Or else you're gonna face some serious reprobation!"
"Oh, but you will be represented," Blueblood said, still grinning slyly. "That's what those holograms were for."
The entire group deadpanned. "Wut."
"Anypony will be able to voice their concerns to the Bluebloodestrian Council of Blueblood. Each Councilor will then consider the importance of each concern before a weekly meeting where the correct course of action will be decided by moi," Blueblood explained.
Twilight shook her head. "But that's not representation. Ponies don't choose who represents their concerns; you've just created a nifty way for you to shove yourself in every pony's face at all times!"
"Blueblood, Celestia didn't have a council but her advisors were elected by ponies in Equestria. Like the mayor, the treasurer, chief security officer."
Cadence nodded. "Science officer, tactical officer, navigation, engineer."
"XO, the captain, communications officer, transporter operator."
Twilight had a puzzled look for a moment, before she realized, "Guys, you're thinking of Star Trek again."
The pair looked at each other. "Oh, crap. We totally are!"
"Hahaha, because we just got the TNG collection on DVD." They both laughed.
Twilight shook her head. Her brother and sister-in-law were sometimes too nerdy for their own good. She edged her way up to Blueblood's side, as unpleasant as that was. "Blueblood, listen to me. Your holograms… you, don't always know what's best for Equestria."
"Bluebloodestria."
"WHATEVER! Look, you know this can't last, right? Everypony's just going to keep doing what they've been doing no matter what you decide, within reason and within the law. We all know that- it happens no matter who's in charge, no matter what they decide. But if they come to you and they need help, you have the responsibility to help them!" Twilight exclaimed. "Do you understand?"
"I understand," Blue said. He careened over at Twilight, leaning his greasy gaze into the mare's eyes. Because she was an alicorn, they were both the same height more or less. "When my subjects need help, they'll go to you. Isn't that what they did when Celestia was in charge?"
Twilight's look of disgust slowly changed to abject horror. It was mirrored by her brother, Cadence and those around them. The elevator dinged. They had reached the ground floor and the door began to open.
"There's something else you should understand," Dan grabbed the elevator doors with both hands. He slid the two silvery doors closed shut and turned around to face Blueblood. "You're not leaving this elevator alive!" With a free hand, he grabbed one of the tyrant's shoulders.
"Aha-ha-ha, Dan, I never tire of your humor," Blueblood laughed. He teleported through the door.
*SLAM* Dan, still holding onto Blueblood as he teleported, was smashed into the elevator as the stuck up stallion exited the other side of the solid steel doors. "Errrrrrrrrr…" the human slid to the floor.
Shining patted his back. "Good try, Dan."
"Thanff youf."
The doors slid open and the party exited, following Blueblood back to the lobby.
"Ah, now that that's out of the way, it's time for us to see some new things Kingsley's been constructing," Blueblood announced, exiting the doors into the street.
"Kingsley? You mean that solid-gold Magic Gear you have?" Chrys asked. "You just let it go off on its own?"
Blueblood nodded. "I did. Quite a handy contraption Vice cobbled together. All of these buildings were actually constructed by it based on my own designs. It's able to take very few resources and either remodel or create entirely new structures, vehicles or whatever else you might want."
"It built ALL of these in less than a day?!" Twilight asked, astonished and horrified. With capabilities like that, every city in Equestria could be Bluebloodized within a matter of weeks.
"Indeed it did. In fact, with capabilities like these, why, I could add my personal touch to every city in Equestria within a matter of weeks," Blueblood said, repeating EXACTLY WHAT THE NARRATOR JUST SAID!!
"Ah, but I said it better. Do try to put some more effort into it, dear boy. Things involving magnificence of my caliber require finesse."
Things involving anything of your caliber should require a warning label and a lobotomy.
"Haha, you're too funny, narrator. Come along now, let's get going!"
…
"It's okay. We got this," Twilight said, comforting the narrator. Honestly… narrators have feelings, too. You know those words that are outside the quotations in EVERY story? That's ME. And my friends. Most of the time. Sometimes, it's robots.
The guy writing this does his best but still… I'm the one who has to detail everything Blueblood does. That means I have to actually OBSERVE Blueblood. With my EYES. And I'm just a disembodied voice. Do you know what it's LIKE for me to watch what Blueblood does? Imagine a train wreck and all the trains are glittery. THAT'S what it's like to look at Blueblood.
"It's all right, sir, we're here for you." (I can definitely understand not wanting to be around someone like Blueblood. Reminds me of Red White. Thankfully, he's still behind bars.)
"Why are you all standing around talking to the ceiling? Let's go!" Blueblood beckoned.