The Future is in the Past

by Dominic StarWave87

The Meeting

My Little Pony
Friendship is Magic
The Future is in the Past Chapter 2

“Found it!” Exclaimed the confused Princess, as she pulled the strange, wrinkled scroll from the designated shelf in the Canterlot Royal library. She unfurled it, scanned it quickly with her reader’s hawk-eye, and discovered it was yet another adaptation of Starswirl-the-Bearded’s time travel spell.

Every preparation had already been made: Starlight had been sent home with Spike in tow, Rarity had had time to stop by her friend’s boutique and catch up, and the elements had been arranged in an almost perfect circle around the large hourglass in the center of the library. The ever energetic baker being the one exception to said circle, bouncing up and down just behind her friends.

“Back through space, back through time,” Recited the Princess of Friendship. “We shall commit no crime. Back to events long retold, to assist such events unfold!” As she finished, a strong spark of light emanated from the center of the hourglass, grasping each individual pony, as if it were a unicorn’s aura.

It wasn’t uncomfortable. In fact, they didn’t feel a thing. They didn’t see, hear, or even smell a thing either. It was as if they had ceased to exist. At that moment, if anypony else were to walk into the room, they would see six three dimensional, pony-shaped outlines slowly fading away. . .

Then, they existed once more, but not yet. Not for thousands of years would any of them be born. They were now in what anyone from Ponyville would call “The ancient past”. But they still did not know it yet.

The six lay near crippled, on the ground, in an unfamiliar snowy forest. It took them quite a while to regain enough strength to move, let alone speak to one another.

“Uh, Twi,” Began the Wonderbolt. “What the heck was that?” She asked.

“Whatever it was,” Interjected the farmer. “It is dang cold out here. I think I see some kind o’ tower over there. Looks like our best bet for shelter, so let’s get movin’.”

And so, they made their way towards a bright light at the top of a stone tower, shaking and shivering through what felt like the strongest blizzard any of them had ever been through. Of course Applejack wouldn’t admit it. Twilight knocked on the spruce wood door on the ground level of the large, round stone tower, and when it was answered, she knew when they were, as her eyes met a face she thought she’d never see.

“Yes yes, what is the matter?” Came the slightly raspy voice of a much older stallion, bearing a very easily distinguishable facial feature, whose indoor attire seemed quite … out of place. A blue robe and pointy hat, adorned with brilliant patterns of only the most notable constellations, and bronze bells like no others. When he finally assessed it in his mind that there were six young mares freezing their plots off outside his open front door, he said, “Oh, do come in please. That’s quite a nasty storm out there.”

Twilight made her way in the door cautiously, never taking her eyes off of him for fear that if she did, he’d vanish. Soon after the other five had come in, the wizard closed his front door tight, locked it, and then magically sealed it, as it had been mere moments ago. The interior featured shag rugs of bear fur, which made Fluttershy uneasy, dozens of bookcases, an iron spiral staircase leading both up and down, wall-mounted candles for light, and a large red armchair, perfect for relaxing in on such a cold night. Of course the armchair could only fit one, and there were seven in the room. “Uh, sir?” Twilight began.

“Sir?” He retorted. “No one’s been that formal with me in years. Call me by my name. Starswirl the Bearded.” He explained.

At that moment, Twilight’s pupils narrowed, she began to spasm, and she almost fainted before fully regaining her composure. “Ok.” She squeaked, grinning ear to ear as if it were Hearth’s Warming morning.

“I’ll be as hospitable as need be.” He said to the other five, who were still warming up near the invisible fireplace on the far wall of the room. “If you’d like to take a seat, I’ll bring something down from upstairs.” Suddenly, his aura, of pure milky white, teleported two large leather sofas into the center of the room. They fit perfectly, as if he had tested it out before-hand. “Now, miss Sparkle.” He directed his attention toward the Alicorn eventual-Princess in the opposite corner of the room, who still hadn’t taken her eyes off of him. “Come with me downstairs. We have much to discuss.”

To Be Continued. . .?

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