It was the strangest thing in the world – in two worlds, really – for Luna to watch somepony else raise the moon and the stars, and bring on the night.
Luna’s native-to-this-world counterpart seemed to be making a particular show of the night this evening – probably to re-assure herself that she still had control over the Night, after it being wrestled from her earlier today. In truth, Luna hadn’t even noticed any resistance – though she imagined that this had more to do with her acting while the native Luna had been sleeping, rather than due to any true discrepancy in power between the two of them caused by her imprisonment in the moon. After all, with beings as old as Luna and her counterpart, a thousand years either way weren’t going to make much difference.
The moon was the first to rise. It seemed to almost creep slowly and timidly over the horizon in the east, as though unsure if it would be welcome. The stars followed thereafter, organized into constellations already as they moved ahead of the moon, settling into place quickly as they prepared the night sky ahead for the path of the moon. Eventually, night settled fully over Equestria and, as there was a lack of any signs of rioting or panic in the surrounding land, Luna supposed that its impromptu, earlier arrival and then retreat was by and large being written off by the population of the land as only a hiccup in the schedule, and not as a return of Nightmare Moon.
“Beautiful as always, Luna,” Celestia complimented. Despite her foul mood, the native Luna did react just slightly to the compliment, the faint twitch of a smile appearing on her lips. The three of them remained in front of Discord’s statue, though their picnic had turned more into a full outdoor Court, at Dusty Feather’s insistence – lavish sitting-cushions, lanterns, and even several fires for warmth, had been set up. In deference to the rulers of the land, Celestia and her sister sat side-by-side, while Luna sat slightly apart, to Celestia’s left.
The native Luna settled back down onto her cushions – Celestia having, at length, convinced her that it was more important to remain before Discord’s statue should he attempt to break free, then it was to hold Court tonight. To her credit, the native Luna had not put up much resistance to that point, only making her displeasure at Princess Luna’s continued presence clear.
She was right, Luna thought as she stared at her hooves. I shouldn’t have come here. Or…or I should have disguised myself, perhaps. Pretended to be somepony else. ‘Selene’ would have had a nice ring to it…
“Princess Luna?” Celestia asked. “I wonder if I might ask a question?”
Luna blinked a few times, breaking herself from her reverie. She looked to the diarch. “Yes?”
Celestia considered, pressing her hooves together. “Our two worlds must have relatively divergent histories,” she said, “but I imagine there are certain constants. I was just wondering…around one hundred years ago, there was a hurricane in the southern reaches, a very powerful one. Was there one for you as well?”
Luna thought. “Yes,” she said at length, frowning slightly at Celestia. “Why?”
Celestia circled one hoof on the ground. “I admit to being curious if you dealt with the situation differently than I. I authorized the Sub-Ministry of South-Central Weather to send virtually every weather pegasus in its region to combat the hurricane before it reached the coast. They succeeded, but the cost was…high, higher than I would have liked, in any event. We were not prepared to manage a crisis of that magnitude, it turned out.”
Luna blinked. “Sub-Ministry of South-Central Weather?” she asked. “How many southern weather ministries do you need?”
Celestia’s sister did something unexpected: she rolled her eyes. Celestia pretended not to notice. “Four,” she responded. “But, if you please…?”
Four? Luna thought, trying to think of a good reason for the number of southern weather ministries even as she responded. “I deemed the hurricane too strong to fight,” she said. “I issued a royal mandate to evacuate the affected regions. My own weather ministry served as a picket force only to cover the refugees.” She frowned deeply, however. “The evacuation was successful, but the damage…southern Equestria is still one of the poorer regions as a result, with a lower quality of life then the rest of the country. And the damage to nearby Caballeria was great, as well, even moreso since King Espada did not take my advice to issue a similar proclamation there. I’ve often wondered if I should have combated the hurricane.”
Celestia offered a sad smile. “I have wondered the reverse,” she noted, thinking. “Perhaps a happier point of comparison…how are Griffin-Pony relations in your world?”
Luna returned the smile. “At a high point,” she noted. “The Kingdoms seem to go through cycles…right now they’re in the ‘stable confederation’ phase. The last one lasted for two centuries. I’m hoping to help this one last for three, though that is of course up to them.”
“Kingdoms?” Celestia asked. “Not Empire?”
“No, it collapsed after Yuri’s death without heir.”
“It did as well, here, but reformed later under Svyatopolk.”
Luna’s eyes grew wide. “Svyatopolk!” she hissed, shaking her head. That was a name she had gone a long time without hearing, and she would have liked to go longer. “I remember him. He did try to re-form the Griffin Empire…whether or not each of the individual kingdoms wanted to join with him. I had signed mutual defense treaties with some of them, but he thought that I wouldn’t go to war over them.” She shook her head again. “He was mistaken. He surrendered after only two years…very quickly, by the standards of the time.”
Celestia considered. “I had no such treaties,” she noted. “I try not to become involved in the affairs of other nations. And Svyatopolk’s ambitions began and ended with the Empire. Once he had it under his dominion, he proved to be a reasonably peaceable griffin.”
The native Luna whickered slightly in annoyance. “Luckily,” she noted. “You weren’t as lucky with Isidor, even though that whole mess could have been prevented…”
Celestia let out a slight sigh. “My sister feels that I do not meddle in international politics as much as I should.”
Luna had sensed as much. She did not, however, want to potentially fan the flames between the two sisters’ debates, least of all because she suspected strongly that she and her native counterpart would come down on the same side of things – and two against one simply would not be fair. Even as the other Luna opened her mouth to object, Princess Luna leapt in. “What about fashion?” she asked.
Silence greeted her for a few moments. “Fashion?” Celestia asked.
“Yes,” Luna said. She smiled a little. “Did this world also go through a phase where everypony insisted on wearing ridiculously huge wigs?”
Celestia’s lips pressed together tightly – while her sister did something completely unexpected. She burst out laughing, though she put her hooves to her mouth to try and cover it, as Celestia shifted. “Yes,” the Princess of the Day said. “Yes, there was such a phase.”
The native Luna closed her eyes, horn glowing even as she continued to laugh. With a pop, a picture appeared before Princess Luna. It was a period painting, several hundred years old, depicting Celestia sitting at her golden throne, dressed in deep red and gold fineries, thick and luxurious-looking…
The idea at the time, at least in Luna’s world, had been that the taller and more ornate the wig, the more important the pony, and further that it had to be at least as tall as the horn on the unicorn who wore it. Princess Celestia, as the most important pony in the land, obviously needed the largest, most ornate wig in all the land. It was done in a pastel rainbow of patterns, tightly braided tightly but with several locks left to hang loose, with golden thread and white diamonds and flowers woven throughout.
It was also, from the looks of things, at least four feet tall.
Maybe five.
Luna sputtered, trying to keep her laugh in. It didn’t take her long to fail, whickering with delight at the picture of Celestia, the Undimmed Daystar, done up like a foal with access to too much of her mother’s make-up. A glance at Celestia showed her to be blushing a deep scarlet, but that only made Luna laugh harder.
“It – it took – took ten hours!” the native Luna exclaimed between bursts of laughter. “Ten! It said so in a book I found! Who’d sit still for that long? Wh…what was the point?”
“It’s not as though I wore that around the castle,” Celestia defended herself as she shifted uncomfortably. “It was just for the official portrait…which should be hanging in the Royal Museum!”
“I was grateful for my exile when I found this,” Luna said, as the portrait disappeared back to where it came from. “At least I skipped the worst crimes of fashion over the past thousand years…”
Luna got her own laughs under control. With her declining mirth came an increased concern for Celestia’s embarrassment, but she had a cure for that. “I never took to the wigs, myself,” Luna said, as she set her horn glowing. “But there was…well, I’ll just show you. Fair’s fair. And I did wear this around the castle…”
About four hundred years ago, neck frills had been all the rage about the Night Court. For whatever reason, the nobility decided that making oneself look like they were choking on a dinner plate was fashionable. Luna’s own neck frill had been deep blue, rather than white as was the style, and star-studded. And, like the wigs, authority had been basically derived from the size of the frill…
Celestia burst out laughing at the sight, though the native Luna tempered her own laughter, probably due to the sheer similarity of appearance between her and the interloping Princess. “H…how did you get through doors?” Celestia asked as Luna spread her wings for comparison. The frill was about half her wingspan, nearly as wide as Celestia’s wig had been tall.
“Very carefully,” Luna said, as she stood, spinning around to show it off. “The frill was just part of the full dress, of course…there was the train…the corset…the saddle…”
Luna trailed off when she saw, from the castle, a rush of golden-armored royal guards, a mix of pegasi and unicorns, each galloping as fast as their hooves could carry them. The Royal Guard had been briefed on the basics of the situation – there were two Lunas, but it wasn’t a problem and was a situation that would hopefully resolve itself soon enough – but Luna would have expected them to at least start at the sight of there being two Princesses of the Night, especially given the frill that one of them was wearing.
They didn’t even slow down, however, instead rushing straight for Celestia and her sister, each of them remembering only at the last moment to bow. “Majesties!” The leader of the group called. “Princess – your Majesty – Everfree – huge – ”
Celestia blinked a few times at the panic from the guards. She held up a hoof quickly. “Calm down, please!” she insisted, as Luna dispelled the frill she had been wearing, while Celestia’s sister stepped forward. “Please, take a moment. Deep breaths.”
“N-no time!” One of the other guards said, eyes wide with panic and stepping forward, forgetting protocol. “Majesty, in the Everfree – there’s a bear – ”
“Our last ursine census suggests there are actually several thousand bears in the Everfree,” Celestia noted wryly.
“Not like this one,” the lead guard said, finally collecting himself as he pushed his over-eager underling behind him. “Majesty…we can see it from Canterlot.”
Celestia blinked at that, then looked to her sister. The native Luna came forward, wings fluttering in agitation. “That is impossible,” she said. “Only a Star Beast could possibly reach that size, and while there is one in the Everfree, it is not that large, and will be hibernating with her cub for some centuries yet.”
“W-with respect, Majesty,” the guard said, bowing slightly, “she’s awake, and…she must have gone through a growth spurt.”
The interloping Luna’s mind, meanwhile, was cast backwards, to the dawn of the world – her world, at least, and likely this one as well. Star Beasts were creatures of nothing more than myth and legend in the modern world, but in ancient times they had walked the earth, had shaped much of it with claw and talon and wing. They were neither good nor evil – they were animal, cunning and insightful in their own way, but not truly intelligent. Luna had long ago subdued them and guided them into the Night sky, though some few had remained on the earth, outside of her reach. They did not eat material food, but rather stardust and solar wind and ambient magic, and so Luna allowed those remainders to reside on the world, as they were generally no threat to mortal beings.
“But to be seen from Canterlot…” Luna said, shaking her head as she trotted away several steps, then beat her wings, taking to the sky. Celestia her sister joined her, as did the pegasi of the guards that had rushed in to their impromptu Court. “No Star Beast but Draco itself ever grew so large, and that was in a time long…before…”
Luna’s voice trailed off when she saw it: a small, purple-glowing spot far in the distance, within the dark sea that was the Everfree Forest. From this distance, it looked no more than half an inch tall. Of course, they were many miles from the Everfree. Luna did some quick math in her head.
“It’s more than a quarter mile tall – ” Luna began. Then the bear stood.
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Night came fast in the winter Everfree. Even without leaves on them, the thick tree branches overhead served as an effective barrier for the sunlight, even before the stars appeared in the sky. The darkness wasn’t the biggest problem, however – it was the cold. Within minutes of darkness closing in around them, three of the four unicorns trotting through the Everfree were shivering and teeth-chattering as the temperature plummeted. Only Lulamoon was unaffected.
“Wh-why?” Twilight demanded of Lulamoon as the four trotted.
“Magic cape,” Lulamoon said, considering it. Her horn glowed, and she removed it from herself and threw it around Twilight’s neck, clasping it in place. Lulamoon herself gasped at the sudden cold, but otherwise tried to ignore it as best she could for now. “It’ll take a few minutes to kick in.”
“And wh-what about u-us-s?” Trixie demanded. Her own cape was just a cape, and not a particularly warm one, either.
Lulamoon shook her head. “I only have the one. We can share it – ”
“N-no,” Sparkle said, as she stopped, squinting as she looked around. The glows of the four unicorns’ horns were the only things allowing them to see, and not very well at that. “W-we shouldn’t be moving at n-n-night, anyway. W-we’ll make a c-camp here.”
The other three agreed without complaint, mostly because camp was inexorably linked with fire and, therefore, warmth in their minds. Wordlessly they began gathering twigs and fallen branches, as well as a few stones, and within a few minutes had managed to create a crude, but hopefully effective, ring of stones and tinder to light the fire with.
Twilight did the honors, horn glowing brightly and creating a small flame that quickly caught. Trixie was on the fire at that point, using logs she’d found to create a triangular stand of wood, rather than the simple pile that the other three had started with. She grinned as she did. “Trixie sees that she’ll be in charge of keeping us from freezing…”
“I haven’t gone camping in years,” Lulamoon and Twilight both objected at the same time.
“And in my world, it’s summer,” Sparkle added. “Plus I can just rent motel rooms…”
Lulamoon glanced at her. “How?” she asked. “Your picture’s circulating everywhere – ”
“I’m careful,” Sparkle objected, as she scooted closer to the fire, then closed her eyes and set her horn glowing. Around them, a field of violet energy manifested, gradually shaping itself into an inverted cone with a hole in the top. Twilight nodded her head once, and the four of them found themselves inside a shelter made from wood, a hole in its top to allow smoke from the fire to escape, and another small one that served as an entrance to the shelter, covered with thick curtain.
“Neat!” Twilight noted, looking around and poking the inside. “This will keep us warm…oh, hang on!” She began conjuring pillows all around the shelter, enough for each of the four unicorns to lie on, as well as blankets. She was panting by the end from the effort, but smiling. “I helped,” she noted.
Lulamoon studied her own pillow for a few moments, before nodding. “Good job,” she said. “I want my cape back now.”
Twilight gave Lulamoon a sidelong glance – apparently with their freezing in the night having been avoided, the blue doppelgänger of Trixie was back to her confrontational self. She sighed as she took off the cape and hoofed it back over. “I have a scarf that has the same enchantment,” she noted. “But…well, we were in a rush this morning.”
Lulamoon started at Twilight’s referencing the chaos of earlier today. “Was that only this morning?” she asked, rubbing her head with one hoof. “Feels…feels like much longer…”
“This would be the chaos that got Trixie unfairly arrested?” Trixie asked.
Lulamoon glared at her. “Yes. Amidst me being in the middle of a crisis thinking that all my friends had been brainwashed by Corona and all of Equestria placed under her unknowing thrall, you were detained for a few minutes.”
“Wait,” Sparkle interrupted, before Trixie could respond. “You thought that Corona had taken over? Really?”
“You didn’t?” Lulamoon demanded.
“For a few minutes I suspected,” Sparkle said, though she smiled. “But then a calm and rational – stop snickering – a calm and rational examination of the situation showed that I was wrong.”
Lulamoon shook her head. “Coming face-to-face with the Tyrant Sun wasn’t putting me in a calm and rational mood.” She shifted slightly, as her stomach audibly growled. “Zut…I’m hungry…”
“We’ll just have to go hungry tonight,” Twilight said, as she settled down on the conjured pillows and under her blanket. “We can look for food tomorrow. It might be winter, but there has to be something.”
“Not pinecones,” Trixie said quickly.
Twilight blinked. “I…wasn’t going to suggest we eat pinecones.”
“Good.” She closed her eyes as she poked at the fire magically, muttering under her breath “never again…”
“Well, I’m intrigued,” Lulamoon said as she settled down herself, taking her hat off and setting it beside her, then propping her head up on her front hooves and staring at Trixie expectantly. “I’ve eaten some strange things in my time – I’ve had crawdad, even – ”
“Ew!” Twilight and Sparkle both exclaimed, looking green. “Meat?”
“Neigh Orleans is a pretty diverse city,” Lulamoon defended herself, blushing. “Some ponies like it…but only every now and then.”
“Carnivore,” Twilight accused. “Ugh, I can’t…I don’t even…”
“It’s not like I ate anything with a hoof!” Lulamoon objected. “And I’m sure you’ve had eggs! That’s technically meat! And besides, we’re not talking about me, we’re talking about Trixie and pinecones!” She looked at Trixie expectantly, who was looking pointedly into the fire and not answering.
Twilight and Sparkle, however, continued to stare at Lulamoon. “I hear that griffins eat pigs,” Sparkle said. “And fish. And whales! Have you ever eaten a whale?”
“Carnivore,” Twilight hissed again.
“I’m not a carnivore! And no, I’ve never eaten a whale!”
“Have you ever eaten a pig?” Sparkle asked.
“No! Nothing with a hoof, remember?”
“How about chickens – ”
“Trixie was curious!” Trixie exclaimed suddenly. Twilight, Sparkle, and Lulamoon all looked to her. She was standing, glaring at Lulamoon. “Trixie was curious, so she ate a pinecone. And it was awful, but Trixie ate the whole thing because Trixie said she would, so she did. And then regretted it for the next two days.” She looked to Twilight and Sparkle. “And Trixie has had crawdad, and shrimp, and chocolate-covered ants, and once, when she performed in a town on the Equestrian-Griffin border, she even had sliced salmon! And there is nothing wrong with that because none of them had hooves!”
There was a pregnant silence.
“That’s not healthy,” Twilight said at length, as she notably scooted closer to Sparkle and away from the two carnivores. “We’re herbivores. You shouldn’t eat meat, it’s not good for you.”
“Well neither is cake!” Lulamoon exclaimed. “Which is made with eggs, by the way!”
“Have you ever eaten chickens?” Sparkle asked. She actually sounded honestly curious rather than challenging.
Lulamoon was not having any of it, however. “Goodnight!” Lulamoon exclaimed, hunkering down and pulling her blanket over her head, creating a shield from the world, though muttering could be heard from beneath it. Sparkle and Twilight both looked to Trixie.
“No, Trixie has not,” Trixie said, settling down herself. “Goodnight.”
Sparkle shifted uncomfortably. “You’re not going to eat us – ”
“No!” Trixie and Lulamoon both exclaimed, Lulamoon coming out from under her blanket shield to do so. “Nothing! With! A! Hoof!”
Twilight and Sparkle both blinked at the twin exclamations, said in perfect unison. Trixie and Lulamoon glared at the two other unicorns for several moments afterwards, before – without looking at each other – bumping hooves, then both pointedly settling down to go to sleep.
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To Twilight, it seemed like she had only just shut her eyes when the loudest, deepest roar she had ever heard suddenly cut through the night. She cried out as she stood suddenly, the other three unicorns with her standing just as quickly. A glance at the fire showed it to still be burning, though low at this point – they’d managed to get maybe an hour of shut-eye.
That meant very little to them, however, as the roar was repeated a second time. Twilight and Sparkle set their horns glowing, dissipating the blankets and the shelter that had been constructed for them, as Trixie and Lulamoon stepped closer to the two purple unicorns, their own horns glowing in instinctive warning against whatever was coming.
The ground shook – not a small tremor, but an impact that was enough to rattle their legs and forced the four unicorns to brace themselves. There was a sound of crunching trees, splintering wood, and what Twilight strongly suspected was the sound of the earth itself giving way to whatever impacted it.
There was a second impact, and that was when the glow finally reached them, a bright purple light that shined like a second moon. With another earth-shuddering impact, the four unicorns saw what was approaching. Before they could even think to run, the thing was on them with but a single step, glaring down at them.
To call the Ursa Major the largest living thing that Twilight had ever seen would have been a gross understatement. Twilight had seen smaller castles.
The sheer size of the creature approaching them paralyzed the unicorns as the Ursa Major leaned down, looking at them with glowing red eyes larger than houses, mouth hanging open and displaying fangs bigger than a minotaur. A family of fully-grown dragons could have fit comfortably inside of its mouth, with room to spare.
Then Twilight looked up, and saw, sitting on top of the Ursa Major’s head, clapping her hooves together gleefully, the pony that had made it her mission to kill the four of them – the accidental spawn of the Element of Magic. Her horn was glowing bright purple, magical cords reaching out from it and around the bear that she sat upon.
“I don’t know why,” the pony said gleefully as she stood, and the Ursa Major began to rise as well, “but this feels right!”
The Ursa Major finished standing, and cast back its head – the pony atop of it keeping her footing somehow – and roared, a sound that was felt more than heard, and rattled the Everfree Forest for miles in every direction.
“…and now we run,” Trixie said, turning and taking off into the forest. Twilight agreed wholeheartedly as she followed.
FIRST! I'll edit after reading!
Ok, done reading! I love the part about Trixie's eating habits! But a pinecone? PRICELESS!
Nice to see the Sisters bonding, and Luna not getting jealous of ... Selene? Trying to picture Celestia wearing a 4ft wig, and Selene with a bustle... no wonder they don't wear clothes.
So it appears the fecal matter has hit the fan... and Corona hasn't even shown up yet. Lets how out four heroines don't kill each other first
Truthfully I didn't find the bear that interesting. The knowledge that salmon is consumed in some parts of that world distracted me. I love salmon. Fresh smoked salmon on a nice cracker-
Good thing one of my closest friends catches and smokes salmon.
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...You cheap little bastard.
Anyway, yay update! And now, Twilight and co. are fighting against a colossal bear. Damn you Twixie!
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Cheap little bastard? HOW DARE YOU INSULT ME!!!! I HAVE THE POWER OF FLUTTER ON MY SIDE!!!
All this talk about food is making me hungry.
Ursas. Why does it always have to be ursas?
(Quiet, Daring Do, you're not even in this story...)
Nice to show a little about differences between Celestia and Luna´s respective rules and political decisions. Neither of them is perfect.
Is Twilight afraid of carnivores, or merely of the concept of meat-eater ponies?
yay and update!
I find it interesting that even thought the dimensions are separated some events still occur and how they were handle leading to different outcomes. But then that raises the question of why so many things are similar seeing as with this chapter we were shown the butterfly effect of how the same event ended differently and in consequence the future actions of the ones involved. Now add to that 1000 years and the lunaverse equestria should be vastly different, not to mention the lives/meetings/births of the characters. hahaha I don'r remember if is in this fic or in another were Twi has a similar confrontation about the multiverse but then again there are so many theories about parallel universes that I beat someone out there can give a plausible explanation.
Btw the chapter was awesome
Hmmmm.....What I noticed first off was that we're contrasting and comparing the whole contrasting-and-comparison thing. I wonder if the other sets of Five are also comparing notes. I also wonder when Lulamoon will figure out that Twilight lucked out.
Silly Twilight. Eating plants and meat makes you an omnivore.
Yay, update!
Oh no! A vicious bear attack? The only thing worse is a deadly bee weapon!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tmxfZGkfByE
Bear Calvary? Bitch, please
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Well I'm guessing that the princesses and rest of the mane 12 aren't gonna be able to sit this one out.
Which reminds me, I really want some elements interaction with their counterparts and doppelgangers. Eh well.
Kinda awkward sentence. And not sure if chords or cords.
Oh, how I have missed you, murderously insane purple magic pony
Well their dead. Thing's are really looking good.
Personal headcanon actually has pegasi having a taste for seafood, especially along the coast. It then follows that in larger communities, like Manehattan, or Neigh Orleans () that might spread to ponies of other tribes that live there, though in a more limited fashion. And thanks to Skywriter, Cadance eating oysters is a bit of a meme for me. Yes, pony diet is what I took from this chapter.
Well, that and Sparkle has a teepee spell. That is freaking cool.
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Watch out. If these bears are anything like the ones in Red Dead Redemption, your cat sniper is gonna need two shots per bear.
Or if it's Voytek.
Great!
Ah shit son.
Also, I really loved how Luna and Celestia started exchanging notes about various happenings in the past 1000 years.
Will the magic storm prevent Celestia and the Two Lunas to arrive at time?
Her horn was glowing bright purple, magical cords from reaching out from it and around the bear that she sat upon.
I don't know why, but the end really reminded me of this.
You know, I never thought that I'd enjoy talky scenes more than the prospect of a giant monster attack.
Oh, but I kid... the thought has occurred to me plenty of times before.
If the conversations were less entertaining, then I might complain that you were stalling a bit, but no, they were fun and amusing. I guess we won't have to wait so long for next chapter, right?
Oh my god that wig, I almost can't go on after reading the description of it.
Oooo, giant star bears of doooooooom, always fun.
2615037 Let's hope no Amarezons show up...
Looking forward to more, RDD!
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Smoked salmon on a cracker with cream cheese... mmm, good times.
2616106 I should ask my friend to bring me some fresh smoked salmon on my birthday. That would be THE BEST POSSIBLE THING!
EVERYTHING IS WORSE WITH BEARS!
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Perhaps it is because the elements of harmony and the banishment of Nightmare Moon/Tyrant Sun are pivotal events and also directly linked?. After all they are two matching points of correlation on each end of the 1000 years. So, perhaps, the necessity of the bearers of the EoH being around at some point to handle the eventual escape resulted in a more or less similar timeline?
Also, you have to account for L!Luna's trip to M! attempting to escape from the poor results of her choices. That's an additional point of correlation linking those two worlds directly. It affected both L! and M!.
That Element of Magic thing or whatever seriously needs to die. Honestly, why does it want to kill everything? Apparently, just 'cause.
Nice post. I wanted to smack both Twilight and Sparkle for their meat talk. Also loved the bits about fashion and how crises were handled from world to world.
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Well, in a nutshell, similar things happen in both universes because the Lunaverse is a parallel universe and not an alternate universe.
The difference doesn't come up very often, but the two terms do actually refer to different ideas. In an alternate universe, at the point of divergence the two timelines become completely different from each other and after a short while barely resemble each other anymore. In a parallel universe, at the point of divergence the two timelines become completely different but then continue along the same lines anyway. The events may happen differently, but they still occur, whereas they simply wouldn't happen at all in an alternate universe.
For example, the TV series Sliders is about alternate universes. At some point in the past of each universe some single thing happened differently than it did in ours, and it resulted in a world that was often barely resembling our own. Anything that was the same in both worlds, like running into a person that is alive in both, is deemed the result of the infinite variables of chance more than anything else. This is where the Butterfly Effect you referred to kicks in; the theory that every little action is important somehow and has far-reaching consequences that are impossible to follow, but ultimately result in long-lasting changes.
An example of a parallel world would be the J. J. Abrams Star Trek movies. [SPOILERS, by the way] After the time travel in the first film, Vulcan is destroyed and the timeline is altered, but events still play out like they would have anyway. Kirk still forms his crew and mans the Enterprise, albeit in a more dramatic fashion than he originally did. In the second movie Khan is still released, Kirk and Spock still share a moment with a radiation-proof wall between them as one of them is dying, someone still looks up and shouts "KHAAAAAAN!". It may not happen exactly like it did the first time, but it has it's own spin on events reflecting the different timeline. The Butterfly Effect doesn't apply here because in a parallel universe, the flow of time is considered hard to change in any meaningful way. Or to quote another of RainbowDoubleDash's stories, "A butterfly can only flap it's wings so hard.".
So to get back to your original question, the two timelines may have split when Celestia went insane instead of Luna, but the two universes didn't drift away from each other when that happened. They both just kept going in the same direction they'd have been if they hadn't split apart, and as a result the same events keep happening in both of them, more or less at the same time.
Very nice chapter. Some good character moments all around. Honestly the two divergent narratives is a bit jarring. You're having great moments with each but the transitions between the two don't feel that natural. Other then that though I'm really enjoying this piece. Thanks a lot for sharing.
Shoot, how they're going to knock Anim out of that bear? Well the good thing is that the two Lunas are finally starting to get along.
Good solid chapter, not much really happens, but then again, despite the high stakes circumstances this is really far more so a character piece, so it really is these quite moments where everypony is just talking that the story truly shines.
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My guess would be more so the latter. She keeps a pet owl, who has been implied to eat mice, and has no problem with that fact. Also, I think it's more that she' weirded out and a bit disgusted than actually afraid, not unlike most of us would be if we heard someone casually discuss eating bugs, despite the fact that such isn't all that different from eating shellfish. Likewise, Trixie point's out the mild hypocrisy that such lines on acceptable foodstuffs can be quite arbitrary when bringing eggs into the discussion.
What I find more surprising is the supposed claim by Twilight that it's not "healthy". Granted equestrian ponies might have their own unique biology, but real world equines actually can and do consume small amounts of meat. Truth be told, very few animals are 100% carnivorous or herbivorous, and most supplant their diets with limited quantities of the other. Twilight is fairly well read, so I'd expect her to have at least passing familiarity with such concepts, or failing that, one of her best friends is an animal care specialist who would certainly be familiar with such dietary variances.
Sparkle might make such a naive claim, her are of study seeming to be far more limited, and not having the benefit of Fluttershy as friend, but Twilight just comes off as unusually naive. The again, Sparkle is also more well-traveled, than Twilight, so might in theory be more familiar with a variety of cultural norms. So I sort of think that at least one of them should have voiced dissent to the other here, but I also realize that would defeat the purpose of the scene, which was to show each pony mutually bonding with their cross-dimensional doppelganger. Though to that extent I still think that "carniphobia" should have been shared equally by both Sparkle and Twilight, but the former seemed far more subdued in her discomfort.
Fantastic chapter, I loved the discussion between the princess's of the different fashion and styles of leadership, they both came out looking quite good, or hilarious as the case would be. Was that "plate' reference to do with Black-adder? I loved the background behind the star beast it was fantastic and brilliant/creative. Interesting talk between the Trixie and Twi, loved the Trixie hoof bump and the ending was just perfect "...and now we run." Looking forward to the next one!
Quick get inside the anti ursa-major circle!
Excellent chapter. I love the 'talky' parts
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You idiot! You drew an oval!
If one wants extreme equine carnivory, try FallOut: Equestria. The ponies in Arbu have the best meat. ;-)
I think i'm just surprised that they can still hear despite being near the epicenter of the roar, I know my ears would be ringing but... then again, may other shows have done that so... Argh! I'm so confused!
Bears.
It had to be bears.
And not just any bear.
A giant version of an Ursa Major.
Which automatically made it worst.
And Trixie should throw pinecones atbit.
2617893 it's OK, the sound waves are so low in frequency it would just be vibration (hence the earthquake), and therefore wouldn't affect hearing at all.
Still, will the Element of Magic run out of magic soon? Seeing as it's fueled by friendship, I'm a little surprised she's lasted this long, what with all the power she's been using.
Keep going! ;)
Overall a cool chapter, but the carnivore discussion was the stand-out moment. Funniest thing I've read in a while!
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She's not the Element of Magic. She was made from it and, in an existential sense, the Element of Magic is residing within her...but she's not the Element of Magic.
Though, I have been dropping a few clues here and there as to why she hasn't run out of juice yet...
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The uncorrupted Element of Magic was fueled by friendship, this... thing is something else and likely operates under a different set of rules. Even though it looks like a pony and has a cutey mark it is most defiantly not a pony, heck I'm willing to bet money (no I'm not I don't make bets) that she probably isn't even CAPABLE of of running out of magic unless the people who she's tied to finally resolve their issue with each other.
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In response to why it wants to kill everything: because this is a character that is strait up pure uncompromising Chaotic Evil.
Why does she want to kill everyone? Why did it say it wanted to torture and kill our heroes friends in front of them? Why does it want to behold and savor every last moment of suffering from it's victims? Why does she want to watch the world burn?
Because she finds it FUN. It brings her JOY. And she LOVES every moment of it.
She is like a demon from Dungeons and Dragons, they bring suffering, death, torment, and destruction not out of any philosophical, moral, or rational reason but because they simply ENJOY every second of it.
We are so use to villains with a complex and rational explanation for their motives that we tend to be jarred when something that is strait up Evil to the core shows up. Hell even the stories that try to make Discord out to be some devil figure that does stuff like that can't help but almost always give him a back-story to explain why he's evil even when they push it to the extremes. Personally I find the concept of a honest to god Chaotic Evil villain a refreshing change of pace from a lot of the (some times very half arsed) villains with a Freudian excuse or "rationale" behind their actions that saturate so many of the stories one this site (not that those types aren't good when well done it's just they're so common that this is a nice change of pace).
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Quickly! Distract the beast by hitting her eyes with pinecones; then climb on her and locate her weak points ...
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It's a woman?...
“Nothing! With! A! Hoof!” So I can keep eating Griffins then?
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Of course; who ELSE would take care of the Ursa Minor?
Don't say the father; why do you think the mother bears are so protective in the first place?