• Published 17th Jul 2015
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The Rainboom Paradox - Yet another time lord



One event, 7 mares and a day that never came for any of them

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Prologue:The Brigthest Day

The sun rises in the golden city of Canterlot,as the shadow are chassed away by the very first rays of light lifes seems to beggin as if someone has started some sort of engine in a giant clockwork. One of this early risers is no other than Twilight Sparkle: Headmistress of Celestia's school for gifted unicorns and chief advisor on magic, as soon as she is out of the bed she beggins with the daily preparations brushing her teeths and other mundane chores that she does mostly without thinking, " in times like this I wish I had an assistan of my own" ; she thinks as she readys a rather plain breakfast of oatmeal and toast,for all her magical prowess Twilight is an average cooker who prefers practical and funcional over elaborated works of cuisine but even her wish that she could indulge herself in some fancy breakfast from time to time.



After she had checked and double checked her list for the day Twilight finally leaves her house in the upper district of Canterlot and starts trotting toward the school,in her path she sees all kind of decorations and panplets anouncing the 100th summer sun celebration,even when this year the host is a little town known as ponyville nothing seems to stop the canterlotians from expressing their pride of living in the same city as their beloved ruler, Twilight can't stop herself from grinning in the festive atmosfere of the city as she waves a couple of konwn faces on her way. Once in her office Twlight takes a minute to linger in the memory of her very first summer sun celebration as a filly before sumerging herself in her work,after all with the princess out of town theres a lot of job to do so this day could be extra especial.



On the other side of equestria in the bustling metropolis of Manehattan a certain orange earth pony is battling a thoug fight against the most dreaded foe any artist can have, a complete an uther lack of ideas. As Manehatan most refined brewer of cider and three times winner of the 'Celestia's award for cidder excelence' Applejack couldn't let an oportunity like the 100th summer sun celebration simply pass her by without some new cider to conmemmorate it,of course they had the usual ''especialy aged'' reserve they launched with every summer sun celebration but something so pedesttrian and dull won't cut it for such an important time as this,"it's a disaster I tell you a complete and utter disaster" ; she said in her city accent as she put her old stentson hat as she always did when faccing a thoug mental task. Impatients steps resound trough the otherwise calm interior of the house as she walks downstairs to the cellar triyng to get the juices pumping in her head, the familiar sound of the woodfloor under her hooves and the bitter taste of old oak barrels always put applejack in a good mood but this time even the confort of her own private haven it's not enough to chase away the mental clog that has taken a hold on her.

"It's everything all right in there sis?" A timid voice asks as a dark orange filly with tomatoe red hair peaks her nose hessitantly trough the door,she knows that Applejack has been stressed out for the last couple of days and doesn't want to be a bother to her.

"Everything is all right babs just a bit tired with the whole celebration rush"; she answers with a smile as she turns around to face her cousin. Sinse she beggun living on Manehattan she had treaded Babs almost like a surrogate sister beeing a role model and trying to help her uncles rise her while learning the ropes of the bussines,it hadn't been easy since the little filly could be quite a handfull sometimes an had a bit of a rebel streak but it always helped Applejack to remember that family had to stick together trough tick and thin.



As she embarqued on a train of memories both sweet and sour she couldn't aboid a sting of guilt remembering that it had been a long time since she had visitted sweet apple acress back in ponyville,she always said that she would but it always ended up postponed by some new work, "anyway what brings you here sugarcube?" She asked as she notted that Babs was fiddleling unconfortably with her tail hidding her flank, a nervous habbit of the filly when she was self consious.

"I just wanted to tell you that mom had prepared her orange and apple cake last night and that there was a piece left for you" ;Babs said in a tone that became lower every time to the point that Applejack had to strain her ears to catch the last part. She was going to thanks her cousin for her toughtfoulness when sudenly all the cogs in her head came to a screeching halt.

"Apple and orange cake...apple and orange cake thats it"-Applejack shouted as her head fired up like the sky on warming hooves eve, "Babs you are a genius"; she said as she beggun kissing the dumbfounded filly before rushing franatically to the deep part of the cellar where she prepared all her cidders, after a quick test her suspects where confirmed the sweetness of 80 years cidder blended perfectly with the sourness of orange licor and the color pallete blended into a lovely sunrise color, ''the 100th sunrise'' was going to be a masive hit she could feel it.



While Applejack toiled away in her new creation a certain cyan pegaus was havinng a very different battle with her own responsabiltys but unlike a new flavor this job wasn't going to go away in a flash of inspiration. One could argue that the section manager of Cloudsdale would't be the kind of mare to left everything to the last minute but that pony would be death wrong; Rainbow dash was by no means a fool or a slacker, the problem was that she really liked to take naps and that tended to cause a kind of ciclical problem in wich she worked over hours to compensate for a couple of days and then napped trough the morning every other week like she was unaware of the correlation between the two facts.

She had been chewwed up by the general manager in more than one occasion because of that but she always mannaged to pull it off somehow thanks in no small part to the the Cloudsdale managment team that knew her boss to much for her own good. Right now Rainbow was checking all the reports comming from ponyville to be sure that not a single cloud was going to ruin that day, normally that would had been a problem for the local weather team but the proximity of the Everfree forest introduced a rouge element that couldn't be left only to the locals, that place had a mind of his own as storm clouds and other meteorological fenomenons seemed to happen on it's own occur many times threatening the small village with wild and unexpected downpours- "come on people this is a special day and we can't allow that forest to ruin this" ,she said as her team was flying from one side to the other takking the issued orders and delivering new ones to be filled; in this tipe of fast action escenarios Rainbow dash usually relaxed actitud transformed in one of pure determination an alert with a magenta fire glowing in her eyes. Althoug when she had left behind her dream of becoming a wonderbolt long ago in favor of a more realistic dream the cyan pegasus still strived for excelence in everything she did and not only demanded excelent from her underlyngs but was not shy to do the work herself and set the example for others, even when generally she seemed to not give a feather about her work.

"Ok people this is what we are going to do"; she said when the last stack of paper was neetly in the "done pile" and she was sure that everybody knew exactly what they had to do and where

"Lighting dust you are in charge now,I'm going to go there personally and make sure that nopony has any funny ideas" ,she issued while signaling an aquamarine pegasus with a hoof before leaving her desk and putting way to ponyville in a multicolored blur.


All of her problems seemed to desapear as Rainbow raced trough the sky inmersing herself in the pure happines of flight, even when she was quite proud of all the way she had climbed since her start in the weather factory the desk job simply didn't have that much appeal to her, hell she had only steeped up for the job because the old chief easy glider had said that she couldn't trust anypony else to get the job done and beeing the mare that she was Rainbow dash couldn't left the old man hanging after all that he had done for her, she knew where her loyalties standed and wasn't going to let anybody down as long as she could avoid it, but yet a part of her still missed the more outdorsy and hands on job of a simple cloud pusher. She raced trough the bast mining fields in the outskirts of the calm rural town untill she finaly descended in front of the local vet clinic to say hello to an old friend.

Author's Note:

Well first of all thank you to all the brave souls who managed to read trough this whole thing :ajsleepy:, as you could probably guess english is not my native language and god knows how long it's been since I've write something even remotely resembling a coherent text :twilightsheepish:,so I would really apreciate if someone could be so kind as to proffread and point the mistakes; also as many of you have probably notice the titles of the chapters are supposed to very parodies of comic books titles (the title of the fick itself it's a parody of flashpoint paradox) so any suggestion of titles for future entries will be really apreciated since my comic book library is not as big as I would like .Also sorry for such a short chapter I would really try to make them longer as I get the hang of it

Comments ( 26 )

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My brain malfunctioned for a moment.

This story.......was approved?

Okay....the moderators....are weird. I.....am....wow....

I can't even......Jeeze

One word, Editor. :applecry:

6215759 I think they may have been like "Haha, guys, check this out! Let's approve it as a joke!"

Well lets see here. I at least applaud your attempt at writing but It might do you some good to check out one of the proofreader or editor groups and as for some help, if you already haven't. I also suggest using Google Docs to write in the future since it automatically helps with grammar and spelling. You can't just post something and expect people to just comment the mistakes, that's how you get trolls and hate comments.

brushing her teeths

May we bow our heads in sorry as the English language was murdered today. May it rest in peace.

In all seriousness though, I don't care if English isn't your first language. That's not an excuse not to get both an editor, or proofreader (unless you go my route and publish it for the soul intent to see how good/bad your raw writing skills are. Even then it's not an excuse).

Well to everybody thanks for at least taking the time to read this,I know it is a gramatical mess and to those of you who are native speakers it was probably a painfull read. I'm working on geting an editor or profreader, also the reason I don't use Google docs is because I do most of the writting in my tablet as is not exactly friendly with a lot of computer programs

6215832
It's way too late for that. April was three months ago1

6215845

the soul intent

Intentional typo? :trollestia:

6215911
Maybe find a keyboard adapter for it?

6215912 oh shit, didn't even see that lol. In that case... yes it was my plan all along ;)

How do you screw up English this badly?

6215759
I think the mods only approve these due to them being so bad they're hilarious.

6216632 Ugh.

That's disappointing.

6216073 I don't know, maybe it's not their first language, you moron! My mom speaks some Spanish, but that doesn't mean she speaks it perfectly.

Comment posted by Sdrawkcabsitxetsiht deleted Jul 18th, 2015

6216970 Well, the way you wrote out that comment seemed like a lash, didn't it? I pmed the author, and he said he's going to put more focus into learning English before he continues writing. "How can somebody screw up English so badly?" can be classified as an insult, for sure. A simple "You should put more focus into your English" would be nice. And while insulting you wasn't a mature route to take, you can't pretend you didn't come off as insulting.

6217279 Point is, this story sucked hard. It failed the most basic of spelling and grammar. Also, you're a hypocrite. You joined in on making fun of this guy's story, yet you call me out for a (well-deserved) comment? Even the Mexican immigrants at my school knew how to write better sentences.

Geez guys theres no need to fight, you can both hate me equally; by the way I'm happy to hear mexicans are finally getting some respect back in the states good for them.

For all the rest I would really apreciate if you could stop pointing out how much my grammar sucks( I know it does but that happens when you learn a language and then don't write anything for more than 5 years,I sugest you do the test and see how that goes).

I would really really apreciate if you could please take your eyes out of the grammar and actually tell me what you think of the fucking story please :facehoof:

6217672 My comment was more out of spite to the moderators, because as far as I'm aware, them allowing this to be submitted could have been a cruel joke. And while your Mexican classmates may speak more fluent English, that doesn't mean they write super fluently. Just because the grammar was poor doesn't mean the story was bad. I mean, what he has set up here is pretty good starting material, he just needs to fix his spelling. And why are you deleting your comments?

6219267 I don't think you do,that was just a silly atempt at the old "you dont have to fight for me I can love you both "cliche :rainbowlaugh:

6219266 I didn't delete that one. The author probably did.

Still better then some of the stuff I've seen on here.

True you probably should get an editor but it wasnt that bad. Mostly it was just nitpicks here and there.

Your biggest problem is not uploading more. I want to see this story progress.

Looking forward to the next update.

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