“Iridescence?” I asked into the dark room.
I heard her roll over on her bunk to look my way. Royal blue magic illuminated around her horn and cast enough light for us to see without being blinding. “Easy there,” she said quietly. “Are you starting a conversation?”
Softly, I snorted. I could start conversations. I just chose not to. “Maybe I am.”
“You must still be high on your victory. It was just a board game.”
“It is a game that requires strategy, planning, and tactics. It was a good exercise,” I said but then rolled over to face her. “That isn’t what I wanted to talk about, though. How come you volunteered to work the Gala? You’d have fit in perfectly there. At least until the riot started.”
Iridescence laughed quietly. “We’re partners, and I was waiting for a particular stallion to ask me to go. He never did.”
I frowned. “Really? That seems like a mean thing to do.”
“Oh, it wasn’t intentional. I just think he isn’t aware that I’m around,” she explained.
I laughed a little. “Wow, he must be pretty thick headed, then. What kind of pony could be so blind to the fact that you’re one of the prettiest unicorns in Canterlot?”
She laughed, too, shaking her head and looking at me with amusement. Our eyes met and she answered, “Well, it takes all kinds you know… but thank you for saying I’m pretty.”
“One of the prettiest,” I corrected before rolling over onto my back again and tugging the sheets up. “That stallion must be pretty unobservant. I can’t imagine.”
Iridescence let the light on the tip of her horn go out and I could hear her giggling. “You might try.”
What did that mean?
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The next morning, we slept in for a little while. Even though our shifts were exactly opposite, Iridescence and I usually spent our days off together.
“I have an adventure planned for us today,” she said.
I silently prayed to Celestia that it wasn’t another trip to the Phial and Filly Alchemist Supply. Iridescence loved to take me there and have me pick out scents for her. It was slowly killing me. I always thought she smelled just fine as is.
“Oh?”
“Yes. You and I are going on a train ride. I’ve heard a new shop opened in Ponyville. Rumor has it that they carry all sorts of games. I thought we could go over, find something new to play, and get the princess a gift,” she explained.
That sounded like a great idea. Board games weren’t silly like hats. They kept your mind sharp.
“Okay. There are some letters I want to drop in the mail on the way out, though,” I replied while she got dressed.
She had been wearing dresses lately when we went out. Nothing fancy but more than the everyday mane and coat.
Today, the one she wore was blue like my mane. I wonder where she found things like that or how she afforded them. By that point, she had filled her locker, foot locker, and my locker, too. That was perfectly fine, since I didn’t own much in the way of clothing.
Once she was ready, we headed out to the train station after a quick visit to the mailmare. Typically, we walked everywhere. A train ride sounded like fun, but it also served as a reminder that I rarely flew anymore. I needed to do something about that.
Iridescence bought our tickets and we were off. I sat across from her, looking out the window and enjoying the scenery. She just seemed to watch me for most of the trip.
“You really are just yourself, aren’t you?” she asked.
That struck me as a strange question. “What do you mean?”
“You don’t pretend to be any other pony than yourself. You’re comfortable being Silent Knight. Is that you or is that your father’s doing?”
This conversation was getting even odder. I stretched my wings out and replied, “I like to think it is me. I realize ponies sometimes act differently depending on where they are or who they’re with. My mom always told me that if somepony doesn’t like me for me, then they aren’t worth worrying about.”
“You don’t talk about your mother much.”
I shrugged. “She and my father disagreed a lot when I was a foal. He just wanted to make sure I’d make out okay as an adult.”
Iridescence nodded in thought. “That must be nice. You wanted to be a royal guard so that is who you are.” She looked out the window and I had a feeling there was something else going on. Subtext.
“Is something wrong, Iridescence? You seem sad.”
That caught her off guard. I guess she was accustomed to me missing subtext. She got up and sat down next to me. “Maybe a little,” she admitted.
“Why?”
“You never pry into my business.”
I blinked a few times and quipped, “You’re sad because I don’t pry?”
Iridescence smiled a little, which was a good sign, and softly pushed me. “No, you dolt. I mean you never pry in general. You give me all the privacy and space I want. Why now?”
“You look sad,” I said plainly, but that wasn’t enough. “It bothers me to think that you might be sad.” My wing slipped around her shoulder.
“Aren’t you sweet,” she whispered and leaned against me. “I miss my family, even though I became a royal guard to get out on my own and put some space between us. Spending time with you reminds me how important friends are. I miss my parents and sisters… especially Dot."
She sighed. “Don’t get me wrong. I lo—really like hanging around with you. It doesn’t mean I miss my family and old friends any less, though. When it is just the job it is easy to forget what love feels like. Do you know what I mean?”
Yes. My father had sent me away from Cloudsdale before secondary school. I was alone day in and day out: terrified, sad, and without comfort. It made me strong, but I wouldn’t do that to my own colt. “Yes.”
“Manehattan just feels so far away lately.”
“Perhaps you should take a vacation and go home for a little while?” I suggested. “I’m sure the captain can assign somepony else temporarily. He said it himself that we all need time off.”
“What about you? Don’t you want to go home?” Iridescence asked.
Did I? Who wouldn’t? It had not crossed my mind in a long time, however, and I wondered why.
I tugged Iridescence a little closer with my wing. “I am home.” We’d leave it at that.
I guess my look said enough and she let it drop. We rode the rest of the way to Ponyville in silence.
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Ponyville was larger than I’d imagined. It wasn’t a densely populated town like Canterlot and, without it being stuck on a mountainside, there was a lot of space available to spread out. That meant there was a lot of breathing room and that was nice. Iridescence’s spirits had improved dramatically and we wandered around the town for some window shopping.
“The captain’s sister lives here you know,” she commented idly. “In fact, all of the Elements of Harmony live here. It seems somewhat unlikely that six strangers could do what the entire Royal Guard couldn’t, doesn’t it?”
With a slight shrug, I replied, “I can’t pretend to understand magic. You amaze me when you levitate game pieces. It makes me jealous until I remember I can fly.”
She laughed. “Just game pieces, huh? How about my sword? Certainly better than clumsy hooves or mouths.”
“Those are fighting words.” I bumped her with my flank. While we were bantering we drifted off course and found ourselves in front of the pinkest cottage I’d ever seen. The mailbox was heart-shaped, as were the windows and the weather vane.
“We may need directions to the store,” Iridescence said as she turned up the walk to the little cottage.
I followed along behind her. She raised her hoof but, before she could knock, the door suddenly opened. A fluffy pink pony stood in the entry and gasped excitedly when she saw us.
“Oh, hello there,” Iridescence said. “We were looking for the new game store in town.”
“Pfft,” the pink pony said, her tongue poking out and flapping. She pointed vaguely in a direction and added, “Pfftbllblblbl.”
“I see,” Iridescence said, turning in that direction. “Around the town hall, then?”
The pony nodded and replied “Pfft” again but that time it sounded different.
“Thank you.” Iridescence said and we turned to walk in that direction.
The door shut behind us and I asked, “You understood her?”
“Not a word. Now get your flank up in the sky and find the place!”
No additional coaxing was needed. It was time to fly! I leaped into the air, spread my wings, and soared high.
Ponyville looked a lot smaller from that vantage point and it didn’t take too long for me to spot what looked like the store we were looking for. It was near the main street and out front it had two large peeples, those generic wooden pony figures that are used in a lot of games.
I circled longer than necessary since it felt wonderful to have the wind in my mane again. Keeping Iridescence waiting seemed rude, however, so I turned in and spiraled down to her. Landing at her side, I reported, “It is on the other side of town.”
“Great, we should probably check it out before it gets too late,” she responded and we were off. “You know, I enjoy watching you fly. You should do it more often to keep your wings strong.”
“You’re right.” We trotted along the wide streets of Ponyville looking at the various stores. “Sometimes I forget that I can fly. We just stand there all day,” I added as we reached our destination.
Iridescence smiled. “Well, don’t! For now, however, it is time to find some new games and a gift for Princess Luna. Try to find something more thematic. You’re too into the strategy games.”
What was wrong with strategy games? Perhaps the princess and Iridescence were tired of my winning streak. I shrugged and wandered into the store.
If you’re into board games, it was pretty impressive. Every wall was stocked with the latest and greatest games. There was even a section for small, independent titles. I started there. After all, a royal guard should look out for the little pony.
One game caught my attention with a brightly colored box. It had four colorful, young dragons on the cover. They were cute. Super cute, actually. I looked over at Iridescence. She liked cute and I didn’t mind that sort of thing. A stallion can like cute things without being unstalliony.
I read the back of the box for more details. A light strategy card game where each player took on the role of a baby dragon trying to build a treasure hoard. Light strategy. Light didn’t count, right?
I looked at Iridescence again and took the game over to her. Look at the cute dragons. Ignore the strategy part.
“What did you find? Something off the independent table, huh?”
I held up the game box for her to see.
“Wow! That looks adorable. What is it about?”
“Baby dragons stealing treasure. There are four different kinds to choose from: darkness, fire, moonlight, and sunlight.”
She looked at me and then at the box. Keep calm. No emotion. I stared back at her blankly, as if I were back at the academy.
“Okay,” she finally said.
Iridescence picked out a couple of games for herself and one for Princess Luna. Our gift. I use the word “our” loosely because she paid. It was a game about giant monsters fighting over Manehatten, which seemed kind of funny.
With our purchases in my saddle bags, we headed back towards the train station. The train wasn’t due for another 15 minutes or so and we found ourselves standing there, waiting. A faded poster on the wall caught my attention. It featured a yellow pegasus with a pink mane all dolled up. She was holding a mug of cider, clearly as some sort of advertisement.
“Do you think she is pretty?” Iridescence asked in my ear, suddenly right beside me. She moved too quietly for a pony. They didn’t teach that sort of thing in the academy, either.
Weighing my options, I replied, “I think you’re prettier and I’m somewhat tired of shameless advertising and product placement in everything we read, see, or watch. This doesn’t make me want to buy cider.”
“Aren’t you a smart cookie,” Iridescence said, turning back to the train tracks. “You’re right, though. Everything is about advertisement. The next thing you know it will start turning up in Princess Luna’s fan fiction."
I snorted. Advertisements in fanfiction. What sort of monster would do that?
Great chapter. I can't wait for the next installment. Great job.
Yeah... i wonder...
Another Brilliant chapter, can't wait for the next one!
Great chapter! Really wants to make me say " Silent you bucking idiot! Didn't they at least tell you how to read emotions in that damned academy of yours?"
What sort indeed? Why, I imagine it must be the same sort who would write about stallions that were well-meaning but thick-skulled flirts.
I love this series already! I eagerly look forward towards the next Chapter. Great job so far.
This is turning out to be a very good read. Do continue good sir. Although I have to say, I'm beginning to feel sorry for Iridescence...
Lots of comments to catch up on. I hope everyone had a good holiday!
5323703 5323995 Thank you =D (and they're all business at the academy)!
5323785 5324206 I'm totally innocent! Other than not being innocent.
5324438 Glad to have you along!
5327108 You may indeed know her.
The crossbow was mostly a "sight gag" but I do discuss later how guards actually carry weapons but conceal them so as to not disturb ponies around them. In this case it is a small crossbow that would be under his wing. Mostly just a site gag though.
More updates tomorrow! I think Iridescence fans will be pleased.
I totally called it on Fluffle Puff. Also, Silent Knight is DENSE!!!
References attacking from evrywhere!
Also I firstly thought that Fluffle is Pinky. I mean seriusly!
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I thought briefly they had visited during the poison joke incident, then I realised; Fluffle Puff
King of tokyo ref, heh! Cute.
(Gasp)
It's hungry hungry hippos with baby dragons instead.
You weave the references in like it was nothing. Holy shit. Teach me master!
If you're talking about the adspace around the site, don't really call it evil. They're like tv commercials. The studio and site owners lease time and space for the companies to show their products in order to keep their free broadcast and services alive for the general public.
I mean, do you want to pay to be a nonprofit fanfiction writer?
FLUFFLE PUFF!!!!!
Princess Luna fanfiction? Pfffth, who whould write such a thing... Right...?
Hehe... He... Yeah.
(Goddamn it man, teach me thee writing skills)
You know who Silent Knight is reminding me of? These guys.
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5510000 yeah, pretty much my reaction. :)
5611354 Cause Death Korps of Krieg are best IG.
Looking back on these early chapters, I find it cute just how completely oblivious Silent Knight is to Iridescence's feelings.
Sharper than steel, denser than lead, he is Silent Knight!
5919185 Yes he is ;D
Fluffle Puff!
*ABronymous raises bottle over head, shaking in anticipation to christen the new ship, Knight Light* (Sorry. Iridescence is hard to work with and shorten.)
*Bottle is now vibrating with anticipation* (pausing my attempts at humor and on a critiquing note, don't create a new paragraph here. That normally means that it's a new speaker and throws the reader for a quick loop.)
*The bottle becomes nothing more than a green blur* JUST KISS ALREADY!!!!! Please?...My arm is getting tired.
That stallion is so dense you could use him as armor.
6191539 Too dense. You wouldn't be able to move, it'd be so heavy.
Speaking of ads it keeps showing an ad for Russian seniors dating. I am not a Russian nor a senior citizen.
6240061 I get a lot of "Brony dating" ads. Every day it asks if I want to meet pegasisters!
Yay fluffle puff! Pfudor
FLUFFLE PUFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FLOOFLE POOF!!!!!!!
Yes...who indeed...
You're already half-way there so...
Well that happened...
6241196 same like 50 percent of the ads on this sight are for Broney Mate, like what, because I read ship fics I am single. STOP MAKING ASSUMPTIONS WEBSIGHT.
I'm getting ads for glasses and frames.
I don't even wear glasses...
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I might have an idea... Nah, it won't lead anywhere.
wow, i didn't even realize he was a pegasus! but then, this is the first time he's flown anywhere...
ouch. that a hit on fim? because they do approve a shit ton of stories, all that memory aint free you know.
I am very interested. This scene is my jam. My jam.
This line was very endearing to me. As for baby dragons, I smell prophetic fallacy in the works
And to round things out - I don't recall Silent ever being physically touchy with Iri. This chapter has put a sneaky but drastic change on that, he's suddenly rather cozy with bumping her, doing the 'auld wing over the shoulder and more. From whence did this change come?
This entire scene had me laughing.
-again laughing-
Okay now I feel like your teasing me.
All in all I found this chapter very enjoyable, let see how long... I mean lets see what happens next.
Love me some board games! Through the limited description... I'll bet that was Havok & Hijinks.
Anyway, nice job! Easy and pleasant reading.
His name is Anzel, and he advertises Flufflepuff. You're welcome, Silent.
The new site advertising format makes this chapter funnier than it originally was, I believe.
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Lol. Silent knows our struggles and doesn't even know it.
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. man, if lines like this worked as well in real life as in fiction alot of men would sleep on the couch less. and he has no idea he basically just confessed to her. pretty sure he was referring to Canterlot/the royal guard but combine it with his actions and well . i think these emoticons say it all.
Silent, you could create a singularity with your density.
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Nah. The singularity would collapse before his power.
When you somehow manage to roll a Nat 1 and a Nat 20 simultaneously for Perception!