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>>42722226
Seeing all the accumulated greens and quality art has been really heartening. I genuinely really love these threads.

>>42722295
Same. It's a real surpise to me that these threads have taken off like that. But it's a pleasant surprise.

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>>42722600
it's a rare and miraculous thing to see a new thread blossom into self-sustainability
it probably helps that this thread doesn't have tranny shit, unlike the tfg

>>42722786
>Spoiler
Pretty much. It's very vanilla apart from the stallion aspect.

>>42642058
>"I still can't believe you threw away a letter from Celestia-" Rainbow cuts her own words off with her chuckles
>You're glad at least one of you sees some comedy in this
>Cause you're still a little freaked out
>Rainbow's reassured you a dozen times by now
>Apparently the immortal god-like monarchs that rule these ponies are, to quote Rainbow, "pretty chill"
>You could argue against Luna maybe
>Your waking body still aches from what you went through in a dream
>Seriously, though, what is a changeling?
"I thought it was a joke, alright?"
>"That's what makes it so funny." Her laughter is renewed as she spins around you
>You don't know how she knew when you were going to leave, but she was outside your door just as you were ready
>You’d reminded her she didn’t need to come with you to Canterlot
>Her only response was “I know. Now come on.”
>Leading to now as the two of you make the slow, longhaul flight to Canterlot
>You peer down at the verdant fields and rolling hillocks beneath you
>Winding through it, almost blending into the nature is a train line
"I still don't see why we didn't take the train" You mutter more to yourself than anything
>Not one to let a conversation go unsaid, Rainbow chimes in
>"Cause this is faster"
"With how often I see you napping, I thought you'd like the train, less effort"
>"Well," Rainbow goes to argue, but pauses briefly at your logic, "yeah, sure, sometimes. But I only take the train if it's me and the girls. Only Fluttershy can fly and she isn't a strong enough flier to go from Ponyville to Canterlot by wing"
"So this is a treat just for me?" You sarcastically ask
>You're answered with a small knock to your side from her hoof
>"So, why did you think it was a joke?" Rainbow tilts her head at you as she asks
"Well, why wouldn't I, Dash?" You shrug your shoulders at her. "I mean, what could the princess want with me? I'm kind of a nobody"
>She scoffs as if you'd just insulted her mother
>That thought reminds you that you need to meet her parents at some point
>You could probably get some good material on her from them
>Your slowly growing smirk goes as Rainbow continues
>"What do you mean? You're awesome, and I don't throw that word around lightly you know" She nudges you with an elbow and a wink
"Rainbow, I'm pretty sure I heard you use that word a dozen times yesterday"
>She waves you off with a smirk. "Correction, I don't use that word for other ponies, lightly, how's that?"
>You're still unconvinced
"And what exactly have I done that's so impressive? Aside from being a hermit for a few months straight"
>She snickers at your joke then pauses as she realizes you're serious
>"Oh. Come. On!" She throws her hooves up as she looks at you. "Dude, that contest you did with me? You saving Mach from the Everfree? That prank war with Applejack?” She snickers lightly at the memory. “Not to mention the fact you spent everyday working to get better at flying? How are you not awesome?"

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>>42722828
>You hope the small heat you feel in your cheeks isn't showing on your green fur
>Sure, you'd done a few things you normally wouldn't recently
>But they were nothing special
>Any other pony would have saved a kid from that forest
>Working on your flying was just a hobby
>That contest with Dash was mostly for the money and bragging rights
>And you were just in a bad mood with Applejack
>None of it was really anything special
>At least, that's what you'd thought
>But as you look at Rainbow you begin to question yourself
>There's a fiery determination in her eyes
>Certainty of her own words
>You can imagine that you'd find this all hard to believe if it was any pony other than Rainbow telling you
>She had a way of taking the confidence she was overflowing with and giving it to others
>Maybe you can allow yourself a bit of confidence in what you've done
>But not too much
>Rainbow's ego is already too big for Ponyville alone
>They don't need a second
"Well, I'm not sure if I'd say I'm quite at 'awesome' yet," You say with a small smile, "but I could settle for say... cool?" You nudge Rainbow's hoof with your own as you allow the smile to curl up further
>"That's the spirit!" Rainbow does a corkscrew spin around you to fly on your other side before bumping her side to you. "Stick with me, and just maybe I'll get you up to radical before Hearth's Warming"
>Great, something else you don't know about
"Dare I hope to be tubular?" You miss your fingers as you fail to make devil horns with your hoof
>You could try with your wings, but you don't feel like plummeting right now
>The two of you begin to laugh as you go back and forth with various uncool words for being cool
>Funky, spiffy, and groovy are thrown around amidst your laughter, among others
>"So, your disbelief aside, seriously what made you think it was a scam?"
>She's moved herself around to face you, now flying backward
>You're proud of how well you're able to fly, with how new you are, but her ability to just do that impresses and scares you
"Well," it's your turn to pause now as you come up blank for any real explanation.
>The stamp looked real enough, the calligraphy was fancy enough to come from royalty, as did the signature
Eventually, you simply shrug "Scams were pretty common where I'm from. If something's 'too good to be true' then most of the time I figure it simply isn't, you know?"
>Despite how simple it was your words seem to confuse Rainbow
>You're not sure why
>Distrusting others you don't know is just common sense
>Especially if they ask you to travel across country
>Right?
>"Did you... trust anyone where you're from?"
>The question hits you like a ton of bricks out of nowhere
>How do you begin to unpack that?
>Your old world aside, you need to keep up pony appearances
>Bringing up friends or family will make a trail you can't keep up
"Well... no, not really"
>You offer the answer half-heartedly
>Hoping she'll take it and leave it at that
>Instead, she stops
>Abruptly

>>42722834
>You almost collide your muzzle to her chest
>Luckily you stop just short
>But still close enough to unintentionally get a small whiff of her coat
>Petrichor
>That's the first thing you can associate with it
>It's a nice scent
>You shake your head to derail that train of thought as you turn your gaze to Rainbow
>Her wine coloured eyes are lidded
>But there's a pain in them
>Not pity
>It's like she was genuinely hurt on your behalf to hear those words
>"...that sounds lonely"
>Lonely
>You can't exactly say she's incorrect
>A lump forms in your throat before you can wave her off like you normally would
>She seems to take note of it and her eyes twinge with more pain for you
>Maybe you were lonely back home
>Maybe you've been lonely since you got here
>But who cares?
>It's not like it matters
"I'm used to it" You barely whisper the words, but she's close enough to here them clearly as you weave around her with a flap of your wings
>You want to kick yourself for your own words
>The usual energy from Rainbow has been drawn taut to an uneasy tension
>She clearly wants to say something
>But she doesn't know what
>Honestly, you're in the same boat
>You and your big mouth
>Normally you're good at keeping your thoughts to yourself
>But there's something about the mare that draws your words out of you as naturally as breathing
>Problems for later
>First you need to find out what the princess actually wants
>Soon enough your flight to Canterlot comes to an end
>You're still in awe at the mountain city
>It's hard to tell if it was carved out of the mountain itself, or constructed onto it
>Marble towers in the distance scrape the sky like the fingers of giants
>There are more ponies in one small area of the city than there are in the entire town of ponyville
>Your wandering eyes snap to attention as you see several armed and armored ponies flying directly at the two of you
>Before you can squeak out a very manly and not at all panicked yelp, Rainbow flies forward
>"Hey guys, me and my friend are here to see Celestia"
>You pause at her casual tone
>The guard ponies take only a second to look her over, and then scrutinize you for several seconds more before silently nodding and flying away again
>As they blend in with the crowds below you let out a sigh you didn't realize you were holding
"You know those guys?"
>She shakes her head. "Nah, but, hey, what's the point of being a national hero if the royal guard don't know who you are, am I right?"
"I wouldn't know, so I'll take your word for it" You give her a thankful smile for defusing the situation as you glide closer to the city
>A brief thought makes you wonder if it was the fact that you didn't use the train that drew the guards' attention
>Now that IS something you can probably ask Twilight without drawing suspicion
>With the same casual ease as every day before, you glide over the crowds below
>While what you've seen from Twilight is cool, you wouldn't trade your wings for ten horns

>>42722835
>Getting to avoid crowds and beeline to your destination
>The castle was imposing at a distance
>But now it looms larger than life
>And you're not even at its front gates yet
>Your ears twitch lightly as you hear mutters from the ground below
>With a peek, you notice some ponies pointing up at you and Rainbow
>You suspect it's Rainbow specifically though
>Like she said, she's the national hero out of the two of you
>What you said to her must have knocked her more than you expected though
>Despite the small crowd her presence seems to gather below, she barely notices
>A far cry from her usual bombast
>You had half expected her to swoop down to bump hooves and shake wings with them
>But nothing
>You nudge her with an elbow and she jolts suddenly "Wuh?"
You suppress your snickers and point downward. "I think you've got a fan club here too Rainbow Dash"
>"Huh?" She asks again before following the trail of your hoof. "Oh, that. Yeah, me and the others sometimes get a little crowded when we come here. They'll go back to normal after they've gotten an eyeful"
>A joke about an "eyeful" of Dash rolls its way onto your tongue invitingly, but you choose to bite it back
>Eventually you spot a small, but still noticeable in the architecture of the city
>Where once it was cramped, with buildings pressed side by side, now it's like the buildings breathe
>The gaps between buildings widens, and they seem to be cleaner
>Maybe you're entering the posh part of the city
>As you look down, you confirm your suspicions
>While you'd seen a few ponies in the earlier sections wearing light amounts of clothing, now it's everywhere
>The fashion is visually loud and pronounced, like each pony is demanding to be noticed
>Also unlike before, these ponies seem to either not notice, or not care about you and Rainbow Dash
>You'd be surprised if they don't notice you with how some of them hold their noses up
>Eventually you pass these ponies too and slowly approach the castle
>You follow Rainbow Dash's lead as she lands seamlessly into a small canter up to the entrance
>You pass by the guards at the gates, and the ones lining their way up the stairs
>It shocks you when the statues finally move as you reach the front doors
>The two guards straighten up and address you
>"Anonymous?"
>You're almost surprised they don't talk to Rainbow, but then remember that you're the one with the letter
"Yeah?"
>"Princess Celestia awaits you in the throne room. Proceed."
"Right..." You eye the two stoic guard briefly before taking the lead in front of Rainbow Dash
>The castle is just about what you'd expect from a castle
>Rooms big enough to fit a dragon
>Hallways long enough to race down them
>You almost challenge Rainbow
>Then you think twice
>You want to make a good first impression
>And you doubt she'd appreciate you two using her home as a race track
>"Hey Anon," Rainbow pulls you from your thoughts with a poke, "race you to that pillar?"

>>42722839
>Before you can argue your sound logic, she's away
"HEY!" You shout indignantly, rushing your wings out into a burst of speed after her, all previous though left behind
>You're not able to catch her rainbow trail
>But you'll be damned if you're completely left in her dust
>By the time you get to the pillar, she's already casually lounging against it
>Not one to be tricked laying down, you don't land
"First to that wall's a broken feather" You set your hooves on the pillar and grin down at her
>With your momentum from your initial flight still flowing through you, you launch off the pillar
>Now you not only have a headstart, but you never slowed down
>This time it's Rainbow shouting indignantly at you
>Even with your lead you feel the distinct feeling of a body against your tail
>Your heart goes into your throat as you near the wall and see Rainbow's hoof out of your peripheral
>Thinking quick, you pull up your hooves, plant them on the mare and push
>It's enough to secure your victory as your hoof touches the wall first
>And then your entire body as Rainbow crashes into you and flattens you against it
>"You cheated!" She shouts
"You cheated first! You didn't even give me a 3, 2, 1, go!" You retort
>"Fine! 321GO!"
>You let out an exasperated groan at the prismatic blur that zips away
>With a beat of your wings, you get on her trail
>The one benefit of chasing Rainbow is that, even if you lose track of her around a corner, there's always the lingering rainbow behind her
>You don't know how many halls, rooms and ponies you pass
>Some part of your mind tries to pipe up about something, but you silence it
>Eventually you reach a part of the castle where some halls connect together like a sort of maze
>With a quick shift, you're able to cut Rainbow off as she loops around
>Now that you're on more even ground the two of you grin as you begin firing off meaningless goals
>First to a pillar
>First to a door
>First up the flight of stairs
>First down the different flight of stairs
>First to a stain glass window with the six girls on and some strange bug, horse, dragon thing
>Where previously there was serene calm and silence in the castle, now there’s the echoes of you and Rainbow’s laughter and the beating of your wings
>The two of you are like pinballs in a machine as you blur back and forth through the castle
>You're not sure how many levels there are to it, but with how many staircases you've been up and down, you're lost, so it doesn't matter
>It takes a while, but eventually even Rainbow tires as she lands
>You're happy to join her
>Thankful to get some air into your burning lungs
>Now you just need some water
>"So, I definitely have more points right?"
>You pant
>You're not letting her off that easy
"We didn't have a system, I got more stained glass windows, but you got more doors."
>She pauses briefly and her muzzle scrunches

>>42722841
>"Fine." She looks around for something, then her eyes focus on something above that she points to. "I bet you can't get closer to the chandelier in one wing beat with your eyes closed than me"
>The chandelier looks like it's worth more than your house
>A gold frame lined with rows and rows of flawless crystals and pearls
>You let out a low whistle as you take it in
>On one hoof, you don't want to touch something so expensive in case you break it
>On the other hoof, you notice it's held up by chains, so even if you do bump into it, you doubt it'll fall
>On the third hoof, you don't like Rainbow's smug grin
>It mocks you
>On the fourth hoof, you want to win
"You're on."
>You hold out a hoof that she bumps
>Taking on last glance at the chandelier she braces her wings and spreads out her legs
>She stretches up then down, up then down, again and again before pausing
>Taking a deep breath, she lowers herself, then launches up
>She's quick on launch, as usual, then quickly slows
>Too quickly
>She's way below the chandelier
>When she lands, she gives you an assured grin, which falls at the sight of your smug smirk
"Way off"
>"Like hay I was!" She debates, getting near muzzle to muzzle with you
>It's an odd habit of hers you've noticed
>She always gets close when she argues
>You're not sure if she does it on purpose or not
>While it caused you to step back the first few times, you've gotten used to standing your ground
"Please, you barely got close, you must have been six feet away"
>Her hoof jabs you in the chest "Well if you're so great, go ahead"
"With pleasure" You lean forward as you speak, causing her to lean away and go on the back hoof
>Stepping around her, you stand beneath the chandelier
>Unlike her, you've had more time to look at the distance between the floor and the chandelier
>And you've got a pretty solid idea of how strong you need to beat your wings to not crash into it
>Similar to Dash, you take a steadying breath
>With one last look at her, you smirk, wink and silently mouth "watch and learn"
>You don't see her reaction as you close your eyes, and beat your wings
>Hard
>Rainbow underestimated how high the chandelier was
>She also overestimated how high her wings could take her with only one flap while not in motion
>You do neither
>You rise rapidly towards the ceiling
>A second passes
>Then another
>Then you begin to slow down
>You don't feel the chandelier
>But you hear it
>Its crystals and pearls jingle
>The chains groan as it swings
>Yet its untouched by you
>With your wings spread, you glide down to the floor
>As your hooves meet polished marble, you open your eyes
>Your smug grin gets wider as Rainbow stands slack-jawed
>Realizing you've noticed, her mouth clicks shut
>"Th-that was just a practice round"
"Bullshit!" You point a hoof accusingly, a lightness in your grin. "I won. Admit it."
>"No way!" She says, in your face again. "I don't lose! I demand a rematch!"
>It takes you a brief second to click the contradiction

>>42722847
"Well do you not lose or do you want a rematch?"
>She realizes her own faux pas and stutters briefly. "Y-you- you didn't measure my flight properly, you were watching from the ground."
"So were you!"
>"Exactly!" She argues, as if she'd just won. "Neither of us measured properly, so we need to go again"
>You groan, but know you're not going to convince her
"Fine!" You bark, taking off into the air
>Hovering near the chandelier, you motion your hooves to it
"After you" You invite
>She nods and prepares herself to fly up again
>This time taking far more time to flex and check her path
>After a few minutes of waiting you groan and pull your hooves down your face
"Would you hurry up, you old mare?"
>Her head snaps up to you, offended shock on her face quickly shifting to anger
>"What did you just call me!?"
"I said your mother's probably faster than you" You reply, drinking in her quickly reddening face
>"I'll show you old" You just barely hear her murmur to herself as she braces
>With a wing beat that sends a breeze through the hall and over you, she lifts into the air
>Your eyes widen as you worry that you'll need to catch her from colliding with the chandelier
>Then you glare at how she starts to slow and gets a hair's breadth from it
>Then you notice her get closer
>Her mane depresses as she touches the chandelier
>She lands in a triumphant pose and points up at you
>"HA! Beat that!"
"Disqualified." You say with a grin. "You touched the chandelier"
>"I did not!" She argues
"Your mane touched it"
>"That doesn't count"
"Oh please, if my mane touched it, you'd argue it was a foul"
>"Would not"
"Would too"
>You too literally butt heads as you push back and forth before separating
>"Look, it's your turn, so just concede I won, and we can go see prin-"
"No way!" You brace your legs as you span out your wings
>"Uh, Anon?"
>Then you flap, hard
>Too hard
>"ANON!"
>Too late
>You've made a mistake
>You can almost see it in your mind's eye as the world slows down around you
>Rainbow's still at the ground so she can't catch you
>You're going to collide too fast into the chandelier
>The strings of expensive crystals and pearls will entangle you if they don't snap under your weight
>While you're ensnared the chandelier will swing and jangle like a shrieking alarm
>If you're lucky, your humiliation will end there
>If not, you'll draw a crowd to see you twisted like a marionette in strings
>Then the worst case scenario, the old chains snap and you fall, encased in the chandelier
>It won't matter what the princess wants then
>You'll have a one-way ticket to the dungeons
>You can't believe you let yourself get caught up in these hijinks with Rainbow
>Then again, it did distract you from your worries about meeting Celestia
>And honestly you haven't had this much fun in ages
>That last thought is comforting as you begin to feel your body collide with the chandelier
>Then, you stop
>Frozen in place
>Like physics decided to take pity on you

>>42722850
>You cautiously crack open an eye and look around
"Rainbow?" You call out, confused
>"Yeah?" She responds
"Am I dead?" You ask, perplexed as you look around, a deep blue aura in your peripherals
>"No, but we might be about to be" She tails off. "Hi, Princess Luna"
>Your head snaps down to see the tired, blinking eyes of the night princess staring up at you, her horn aglow in the same aura that surrounds
>"The hour is far too early for thine revelry, you two." She croaks out, tiredly, as she looks like she literally just got out of bed
"Um, sorry, Princess Luna. Am I going to the dungeon?" You decide to rip off the bandage now
>This pulls a snicker from the dream princess' nose, followed by a yawn
>"Highly do we doubt this. Ever and anon would sister and I make trouble through the halls of our home in days of yore, millenia past. To err, would say Starswirl, is pony. T'would be most unlike our sister to find issue in thine... antics. Especially as nopony was hurt."
>Slowly she lowers you down, then releases you from her magic hold
>As the aura leaves you, you ruffle out feathers and stretch slightly
"Oh, good, good. We-" You look at Rainbow, who seems equally as worried as you, but at the same time amused by the situation. "We'll… uh- we’ll get out of your mane and go see Celestia"
>"Yeah, sorry for waking you, Luna" Dash says, a bit more casual than you
"In truth, I am here to collect you two." She says, stretching away her sleep
>You and Dash share a confused look before turning back to Luna
>She beckons you to follow with a wave of her head down the hall as she begins to walk while the two of you fall in line
>"How long do you two believe you have been away?"
>You and Rainbow share another, more concerned look
>You definitely hadn't been keeping track of how long you'd been racing
>But you were very aware of how much stamina you both had
>And you'd been flying enough to get tired
>"Our sister and I have been awaiting your arrival for some time. Initially did we send our guards to collect you"
>She nods to some guards who, as you've seen, usually unshakingly stare ahead, now dart their eyes to the two of you as you pass
>"They reported back your flights of fancy through the castle"
>"That's my fault!" Rainbow fesses. "I had this stupid idea of-"
>Rainbow is cut off by a low chuckle from Luna
>"We are not angry, young Rainbow Dash, we are impressed at how easily you outflew the guard. Fast enough for them to lose track of you, even on their... what is the common parlance? Home turf?"
>While you stay quiet, you do see Rainbow puff her chest out with no small amount of pride
>"Still, we imagine our sister might have some words with you about today"
>This drains some of the pride from Rainbow
>But not all of it
>She shoots you a sideways glance and winks at you
>You suppress the urge to laugh but your smile matches hers
>Despite your nervousness about the situation, it did admittedly feel good to hear Luna's words

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>>42722855
>After many windings hallways and stairways, Luna brings you before a pair of grand door
>"Here we are. Our sister awaits."

https://ponepaste.org/10481#4787
it always feels awkward to end on a short post, but an update ends when an update ends
the anni is always great at revitalizing my love of pony and I hope you guys enjoyed it too

>>42722855
I just noticed a Luna line from here didn't have a ">" sorry about that if it's confusing, it and a few errors have been fixed in the paste

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>>42722867
Always happy to see this green updated, I love peganon.
>pic semi related

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some anon colt
>>42722855
wicked update sunn

>>42723176
Nice... huh, thinking about it, I don't think we've ever actually had any Trixie content before.

>>42723176
Where is Trixie's great and powerful horn?

So I have an update to my green but forgot my password to ponepaste
Like an idiot.

And the forgot password link doesn’t work.

So maybe expect an update later today but on a different account.

>>42723265
god damnit I forgot

>>42722867
Early thread slam dunk. I'm so invested in this.

>>42722867
Kino, I love that Anon and Dash are getting invested in making so many races that they soon forgot about time and what they're supposed to do but thankfully that's for the next update which I'll be excited for!

>>42722786
I admire Anonstallion Thread quite a bit, happy to see it doing well. The whole stallion thing does seem more well adjusted than the mare thing, but it's too late to abandon my wife now, I can only hope she does as well as you guys.

Heres some prince/king anon ideas I had
>Anon has a secret 'grand plan', a series of outcomes, plans and scenarios to defer to in case of x or y with the primary goal being to ensure cadence and discord aren't lonely in the long run.
>He did use the mirror pool trying to establish a secret agency but since the mirror can't duplicate alicorns directly it can only duplicate the pony the moment prior to them becoming an alicorn, in twilight's case this would copy her as a unicorn, in anon's case it'd spawn a colt
>He's contemplated duplicating himself in an act of self-kindness, giving the younger copy a chance at a normal pony life
>S.M.I.L.E didn't get disbanded, under Anon it became the pony equivalent of the men in black, the organisation became his check if shits fucked detector, he feeds them cryptic to outright prophetic instructions at times like ensure sugar cube corner has no basement, provide time-loop survival guides to every library in equestria or check if bushwoolies have to agree with everything you say

>>42723865
big fan of that last one actually. i really like the idea of SMILE agents getting really specific oddly mundane tasks that they all know better than to question because the orders come straight from His Majesty. i’m imagining Lyra finding out about Bon Bon’s secret identity going in a completely different direction

>>42723176
Cute! I think Trixie would be a great and powerful mom to Anon colt.

>>42724176
>>42724176
>For the past week BonBon had been getting up at odd hours to leave the house
>Quietly slipping out of bed when she thought Lyra was sleeping and cantering off into the night
>She trusted her marefriend more than anypony, the mere suggestion she was sneaking off to see somepony else was unthinkable but it was there, why else would she crawl out of their bed and into the night?
>So when she grabbed her tail one night and pleaded for her to talk to her the last thing the unicorn expected was for BonBon to confess she was a spy
>And that her name used to be sweetie drops before she changed it to avoid scrutiny from other 'reserve agents'
>Better than cheating she supposed
>A quick explanation, no specific details that wasn't allowed, but letting loved ones know what you did was allowed by the king to "avoid mistrust and paranoia from one's partners should your work ever begin to interfere" she'd quoted, apparently having heard it right from the pony's mouth once
>Lyra of course asked what she was doing, BonBon bit her lip and repeated she couldn't share details but caved under the golden glare from the mare
>"so.. only one group works around the clock in S.M.I.L.E the 'code greens' but no pony ever sees those" she started, putting an oddly particular emphasis was placed on 'ever'
>"Most agents are 'reservists' we live pretty normally once our trainings done, we're all over Equestria until we get our orders in the post or dropped off"
>"The king gives orders to the director and then she sends us our objectives. Sometimes its directly relayed to an agent other times its agency wide... the past few days I've been following orders sent specifically to me, by name, from the director."
>Lyra's eyes widened, if the orders were direct from the director then the king himself was asking bonbon to do something, no wonder she'd been getting up late, no pony would ever refuse his majesty!
>"So going out into the middle of the night... what are you looking for?" Lyra pressed
>BonBon shifted not uneasily moreso like she was struggling to even answer
>"I don't really know, the orders... half the time they're really vague 'go there, check this, watch them' its really rare you ever get explicit instructions WITH a reason. The king wants me to 'check the edges of the sweet apple orchard for unusual abandoned buildings then report back' and 'check for the presence of a basement in the establishment known as sugar-cube corner then monitor pinkamena diane pie for an extended period then report back your findings'"
>She shrugged, "I have no clue what he wants me to find if anything, the kind isn't... paranoid, sometimes we find stuff but this week... nothing. some of the other agents says the king can see the future or like, possible futures, and that's why so many of our orders are so weird."

>>42722191
Can you explain why?

>>42724367
Don't bother asking, he's one of the current board schizos. This one has an obsessive hatred of anything human or anon-related interacting with ponies.

>>42724367
Don't worry about it. If they wanted to give you some feedback they would have done so instead of just saying 'bad'. I've been seeing the shitting on Anonstallion greens and it's really not warranted. Focus on the anons who appreciate what you write.

>>42722867
thank you for the new update it is wonderful. I look forward to more

>>42724352
I like how Anon is conscious of Cupcake for him to get SMILE to check in hopes it's not actually canon lol

>>42723282
>but forgot my password to ponepaste Like an idiot.
Ouch. This stings.

Previously on The Sun in Your Eyes: https://ponepaste.org/11210

>”Pri- ! Uh, S-Sunny!”
>A familiar, somewhat regal voice slices through the lovely moment you were sharing with your new friend.
>The two of you slow your pace on the swings to fully see who made a surprise appearance: Twilight Sparkle.
>Equestria’s latest and greatest princess.
>She’s standing frozen in place, looking at Sunny like she’s a polar bear in the jungle.
>You look over at Sunny, and Sunny looks… faintly guilty.
>Like she was just caught with her hoof in the cookie jar.
>There must be one heck of a story behind these two.
>A tense silence separates the two, surely one strengthened by whatever history Sunny has with the young princess.
>The moment ends when Sunny awkwardly clears her throat and forces a pleasant smile onto her pretty face.
>”Ah… hello, Twilight. Er, Princess Twilight, rather.” Sunny greets Twilight, clumsily recovering with the formal title that she’s earned.
>Silence returns to separate the two mares as neither of them seem like they know what to say to each other.
>Should you say something?
>...No, probably not.
>Definitely not.
>Third-wheeling through whatever confrontation this is definitely isn’t going to help either of them.
>All you can hear is the blood rushing through your ears, and the faint sound of the swing set creaking faintly.
>So you just sit there, on the swing set.
>Keeping your head lowered, trying to not make this any more awkward.
>”It’s… a real surprise to see you here!” Twilight said to Sunny, in that nervously upbeat tone that’s almost exclusive to her.
>”Y-Yes, indeed! It’s very much a surprise to see you here, as well!” Sunny hastily agreed.
>”In that, I would imagine that you’d be dreadfully busy overseeing the festivities to spare more than a moment to chit-chat.” Sunny then clarified, knowing that it can’t have been unexpected to run into Twilight Sparkle in her home town.
>”Hehe, yeah, well, Spike’s been managing a lot of the events. It’s, uh, given me a bit of time to just enjoy things.” Twilight responded a little sheepishly.
>Twilight’s eyes flit over to you before quickly returning to Sunny.
>”...Who’s your friend?” Twilight asks Sunny, referring to you.
>The word “friend” makes your heart sting.
>You could be making progress to becoming more than friends with Sunny.
>You were making progress, until Twilight showed up.
>Sunny looks over at you, with an emotion you can’t quite decipher in her eyes, then looks back at Twilight with a smile.
>”Oh, this is Anonymous!” Sunny happily says to Twilight.
>”Anonymous, you’ve likely heard of Twilight Sparkle!” Sunny then introduces you to her.

>>42725710
>Whatever awkwardness you felt before is intensified tenfold when your eyes meet Twilight’s.
>Never before have you had to suffer through the uneasiness of meeting a mutual friend before now.
>That would require socializing with more than one pony at a time.
>Something unprecedented for you.
>Especially when you’re introduced to a princess.
>Shoot, what do you say to her?
>Do you bow, or something?
>You want to glance over at Sunny to silently ask for some way to proceed, but your neck stiffens on its own.
>You shouldn’t just retreat to Sunny to ask for help whenever you need it, you should be able to introduce yourself to someone new.
>Sunny already believes in you, maybe you just need to believe in you.
>So you return your focus to Twilight.
“It- it’s a pleasure to meet you, your majesty.” You formally greet the young princess.
>Twilight giggles sheepishly and offers a dismissive wave of her wing.
>”You don’t have to be so formal with me, Anonymous. You can just call me Twilight, if you’d like.” Twilight offers to you.
>Just hearing that makes the tension melt off your body like ice cubes on a stove.
>You involuntarily let out a shakily exhale shaped like a laugh, feeling silly for how much pressure you were putting on yourself just for introducing yourself.
>Past her title, Twilight is still a pony, just like you.
“Okay, uh, Twilight. It’s… nice to meet you!” You re-greet the alicorn.
>The informal way you addressed her feels more natural, like you’re actually making a friend, rather than meeting a celebrity or royalty.
>”It’s very nice to meet you, too!” Twilight smiles at you.
“So, how do you two know each other?” You ask Twilight, referring to her and Sunny.
>Twilight and Sunny both freeze up a little, doing that thing where they look at each other uneasily.
>Did you overstep a boundary of some kind?
>Maybe it’s none of your business, poking your snout into personal matters.
>You gulp, regret growing within you.
“...I-I’m sorry if I-”
>”No, no! It’s quite alright, Anonymous!” Sunny quickly reassures you.
>”Truthfully, we’ve known each other for quite a long time. We, ah…”
>Sunny pauses for a moment to find the right words.
>”...We frequently shared classrooms, back in Canterlot!”
>Why phrase it like that?
>Why not just say “We went to school together”?
>You shouldn’t pry, it’s their business.
“Ooh, that sounds cool! Getting taught by Princess Celestia’s gotta be really something, I bet!” You say to her.
>Twilight makes a strange sound that’s somewhere between a gag and a hiccup, making you and Sunny jump a little.
>When you look over at her, Twilight hastily recovers from whatever she just experienced.
>”Uh… w-well… we didn’t actually, know each other that well. I wasn’t really… uh…” Twilight trailed off.

>>42725712
>”Twilight was far more interested in the worlds of her books than the world around her.” Sunny wryly remarked, making Twilight react like she was just struck by lightning.
>She opens her mouth to exclaim something, but the words get caught in her throat, becoming vocalized as something that only resembles the name “Sunny!”.
>Sunny just giggles at the young princesses’ reaction.
>She’s rather bold, poking at a princesses’ soft spot like that.
>You sure couldn’t see yourself doing anything like that.
>”But I only tease with good intentions. Twilight’s come a long way since I knew her as only a student. Beyond just ascending to royalty, she’s grown in so many ways, and made so many wonderful friends, that now, whenever I see her, I feel nothing but pride in the mare she’s become.” Sunny goes on to compliment her, her teasing tone having been replaced by a much more genuine, heartfelt one.
>Twilight smiles wide and wipes away a tear welling up in her eye with her wing.
>”Thank you, S-Sunny. That really means a lot.” She graciously says to your friend.
>Then Twilight glances over at you, and reacts like she just remembered something.
>”That’s a lovely plush you have there!” She compliments you and your new companion.
>You glance back over at the phoenix plush seated on the swing set next to you.
“Oh, thank you.” You chuckle, a little sheepishly.
“Sunny won it for me at one of the fair games. You should’ve seen her knock down those cans, she’s got a cannon for a foreleg!”
>Twilight turns back to Sunny, leering at her a little.
>”Is that so?”
>Sunny shrugs with a faintly mischievous smile.
>”I played the game as was intended by the host. If his facilities weren’t up to standard for contestants such as I, then that’s his own fault.” Sunny replied.
>Twilight sputtered a little bit before she quickly collected herself.
>Something about Sunny has Twilight acting funny.
>Like there’s a lot she wants to say, but she can’t bring herself to say it.
>But why?
>You wouldn’t expect Twilight Sparkle, newly crowned Princess of Friendship, to have to bite her tongue around one of her old school friends.
>This is all getting really weird.
>Sunny has some secrets, this you’re almost sure of.
>”A-Anyway, I was actually going around making sure all the couples got their raffle tickets.” Twilight explains to you.
>Your heart flutters again when the young princess refers to you and Sunny as a couple.
>Your cheeks heat up at the accusation, instinctively casting your gaze down.
>”A- a couple?” Sunny asks Twilight, with a voice you can’t really decipher.
>Was she flustered too?
>Flustered good, or flustered bad?
>Twilight awkwardly chuckles.
>”Couples don’t have to be romantic, you know? Like… a *couple* of friends!” She recovered.
>There it is, a *couple* of friends.

>>42725713
>You force your eyes back up to Twilight, who’s offering you and Sunny two identical raffle tickets with her magic.
>You carefully take one of the tickets, and Sunny takes the other.
>Both have the same numbers written on them: 4 8 15 16 23 42.
“So what do we win if our number’s pulled?” You ask Twilight.
>”Well, at the end of the festival, just before Princess Celestia lowers the sun, the winning couple will win a… uh… solo dance… serenaded by the live band…”
>...Today’s just full of exciting new emotions, isn’t it?
>You can’t bring yourself to look at Sunny, you can barely handle your own emotions right now.
>”Uh… eheh…” Twilight nervously chuckles.
“...Sounds like a real prize for a *couple* of friends.” You say to Twilight with a weak laugh of your own.
>”I- I mean, the band’s REALLY good! They don’t have to play a romantic song or anything! They could play, like, a rock song, or something!” Twilight hastily tries to assure you and Sunny.
>That just seems even more awkward.
>Just you and Sunny, jamming out alone in the middle of a group of the townsfolk?
>That’d just make you feel like you two are being weird.
>You look back down at the raffle ticket.
>Your gaze lingers on the numbers written on it.
>...You probably won’t win, anyway,
>You might as well hang onto it.
>You don’t want to hurt Sunny’s feelings, either.
>If you saw Sunny reject the ticket after learning the prize is a dance with you, you wouldn’t be able to recover from that.
>Or even leave your house.
>How is Sunny doing, anyway?
>It’s been a minute since you last looked at her.
>You finally get your head to turn toward Sunny, where you find her holding the ticket very carefully.
>Almost cradling the sliver of paper in her hooves.
>Her eyes are so filled with emotions, you can’t get a read on what she’s feeling.
>All you can see in her eyes is a mixture of hope and dread.
>The sight makes your mouth dry up.
>You want to go help her, but how?
>Twilight awkwardly shuffles her hooves and steps back.
>”Uh…”

>>42725713
>”Wait!” Sunny calls out to her, before Twilight could even suggest leaving.
>Twilight halts and looks at Sunny with great concern.
>”Is something wrong?”
>”No, I… I don’t know… can we talk? Privately?”
>Sunny looks over at you apologetically, making your stomach sink.
>But what else can you do, but nod to let her know you’re okay with her having her private talk with the young princess.
>Sunny’s smile warms up a little as she gets off the swing set.
>”Don’t worry about me, it’ll only be a moment.” She promises you.
>The two mares go talk somewhere private, leaving you alone swinging gently on the swingset.
>Brings back some memories of your school days.
>Lonely memories.
>The sounds of the fun festival behind you fade out of your mind as your head droops down.
>You idly kick some dirt on the ground beneath you, but you can’t stop thinking about Sunny.
>You think about what Sunny could be talking about with Twilight.
>You think about your time spent so far with Sunny.
>You think about the sound of Sunny’s laugh.
>You think about how her smile shines in the sunlight.
>You think about how special Sunny made you feel.
>You pore over everything you’ve said and done to and with her.
>That photo was such a bad idea, in retrospect.
>It’ll just remind her of the friend she made that she’ll rarely get to spend time with.
>A feeling you’re quickly growing familiar with.
>At least you have your phoenix plush.
>You can cuddle the plush on lonely nights and…
>...pretend it’s her.
>Maybe you’ll keep the raffle ticket, too.
>You’ll keep it on a shelf, right next to the photo.
>You’ll look at it every day, wondering what could have been if you had won that dance with her.
>It’ll hurt.
>It’ll always hurt.
>But it’s better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all, right?
>You came to this festival to make memories.
>You should’ve expected they wouldn’t all be good memories.

The first Anon to find the easter egg I hid in this update gets a gold star

>>42725724
Awesome as usual! Wonder how Celestia will raise down the sun while keeping up the disguise as Sunny with Anon presuming the raffle ticket is the winner! Is the easter egg the raffle ticket number or just a reference?

>>42725724
Funny, this updated right as I finished what was on ponepaste.
Anyway I'm really enjoying this, thanks for the update, cosmic!
>>42725727
>Easter egg
Damn I didn't notice anything like that, might have to reread the update a couple times.

>>42723176
>Trixie as a mother
I'm not sure if she'd be a great or a terrible mother. It's either or, I reckon.

>>42725724
top cute as ever, butthole, glad to have you back

>>42725193
in my mind Anon wasn't a super fan but read and watched anything & everything that was either popular or appealed to him. He'd have SMILE hunt down even the possibility that this creepypasta or that infection Au might be something he has to stop or destroy before it can hurt anypony even if it has smile agents going on wild goose chases

>>42726047
She'd either fail miserably, not being able to provide for her colt's needs and giving him some complex or another or she'd end up excelling conversely, priding herself on being the great and maternal trixie. I can see her including him in the magic shows as an assistant, teaching tricks and maybe even learning more about magic herself purely to provide better

>>42725727
I'm completely Lost at what it might be. Are we timed on this? Cause I just finished catching up so I'd need at least 108 minutes.

>>42725727
Raffle numbers are the numbers from Lost.
Thank you, Impossible Quiz

>>42725724
Can't wait to see Anon and Sunny fall in love and how shocked Anon will be after discovering her true identity

If i was anonstallion I'd say my full name is anonymous tip and my cutie mark means I'm good at mysteries and/or questions

>>42726652
Pretty much this, yeah.

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>>42726652
>you can tame an obnoxious bitch by making her a mother
not sure how to feel about this trope.

>>42728723

Maybe not fully tame her, but now she has someone to foil Twilight's plans with, sort of like a recurring villain trope where they're trying to find ways to undermine Twilight.

>>42727398
That's actually pretty clever

>>42728723
That blast mark used to be anon

Up.

>>42722867
Superb work on the new entry of the paste, Sunn!

>>42728859
>let's make the most insufferable cunt groom her child into also being an insufferable cunt just to further harass the main character for no reason
i'm so glad you fags didn't write for the show, it was already bad enough jesus christ

>>42728915
>"You've come such a long long way..."

>>42729242
>for the crime of creating a fictional character that is a little annoying to the protagonist you shall be sentenced to death via 300 man firing squad

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>>42703739
>"You could've had it all, Anonymous."
>Twilight shakes her head and sighs with an exaggerated tone.
>"Riches, royal luxuries, a loving queen, and more foals than you could count."
>She grabs you by the neck with her magic and hoists you into the air.
>You gasp for breath and struggle to escape, but Twilight's magic is far too powerful.
>"Instead, you chose an early grave." She sneers.
>"A-Anon?!" Derpy squeaks. "What's going on?! Why is the princess angry?!"
>Twilight glares at Derpy and grabs her in a separate blob of magic.
>"Perhaps there's enough time for one final experiment before your execution."
>Her eyes and horn glow a bright green hue.
>Something tells you this is going to hurt. A LOT.
>It's time to spring into action with some last-second heroics and-
"AAIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!"
>You scream like a weenie and twist yourself free from Twilight's magic.
>Thankfully you manage to shove Derpy out of harm's way with seconds to spare.
>*ZAP*
>You hurtle to the ground face-first with a crippled wing.
>Derpy yelps as her big bubble butt makes contact with the hard stone flooring.
>The floor next to you melts into a pool of what appears to be magical...acid?
>Oh no, that can only mean one thing...
"Ch-Changeling magic?!" You sputter. "How did you learn changeling magic?!"
>Twilight chuckles like a serial killer and re-aims her horn.
>"Let's just say our diplomatic relations with the changeling kingdom...went up in smoke."
>Her lip curls as she prepares to fire another blast of green magic.
>"Fear not, for the late queen's magic shall not go to waste."
>The pain from your broken wing says there's no chance in tartarus that you'll be able to dodge this attack.
>Derpy whimpers beside you, seemingly aware of your impending doom.
>You hold the frightened mare close and nuzzle her one last time.
"No matter what happens Derpy, I want you to know something."
>"W-What's that, Anon?" She asks.
"I love you, with all my heart."

>>42729951
>"Oh Anooooooooon~!"
>You lean down and smooch Derpy with a passion you've never felt before.
>Maybe it's because you're about to die, but there's no use worrying about that now.
>Derpy immediately reciprocates your affections as usual, not that you're complaining.
>This mare sure knows how to make a stallion feel loved.
>"ACK!"
>Twilight audibly gags at your passionate display and tries to focus on her spell.
>"If you two would please stop sucking face, then maybe we could get on with this execution!" She shouts.
>Suddenly the two of you are consumed by a radiant pink hue.
"Mmph?!"
>It's hard to properly express your surprise with Derpy's tongue in your mouth.
>Twilight fires her death beam right at your face.
>Figures.
>You close your eyes and prepare for the sweet embrace of death.
>Perhaps you and Derpy can get married in the next life-
>*BWOOP*
>Hmm, that's a strange sound to hear when one is dead.
>You slowly open your eyes and gasp.
>Then Derpy gasps.
>Then Twilight gasps.
>Then the guards gasp.
>Then the nearby prisoners gasp through conveniently-placed holes in their cell walls.
>This is like something out of an anime you liked to watch.
>The one with the guys that liked to shout at each other and power up for half the damn episode.
>There stands Princess Cadence, her head freed from Twilight's magical muzzle.
>"Clever filly."
>Twilight quickly regains her composure and slowly clops her forehooves together.
>"Using my own magic to neutralize itself was an ingenious strategy."
>Her horn lights up with an even greater charge of bring green magic.
>"Let's see if you can do that AGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN!"
>Cadence steadies her shaking body and emits a massive shock wave of magic.

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SO. FUCKING. CLOSE TO THE END!

>>42729953
>The entire room around you seems to slow with every passing second until freezing in place completely.
>Even Twilight doesn't budge an inch from her place in the strange pink bubble of magic.
>Unfortunately she still had time to fire one last blast, which is now hovering inches from your stupid face.
>Cadence collapses to the ground and gasps for air.
"Princess!" You yell.
>"Princess!" Derpy yells.
>You both rush to Cadence's side and try helping the battered alicorn to her hooves.
>"Forget about me!"
>She shoves you away and lights up her horn.
>"My immobilization spell won't hold *cough* for much l-longer!"
>You look around and see the bubble is already beginning to thin.
>Twilight and her guards slowly twitch their faces and limbs, eager to free themselves from the bubbly prison.
>You exchange panicked glances with Derpy.
"W-What do we do now, your highness?" You nervously ask.
>Derpy clings to you for dear life as though she might lose you again.
"P-Please Princess!" Derpy pleads. "Help us get away from Queen Twilight!"
>Cadence nods and inhales the pink aura from you and Derpy.
>"This is just enough *ugh* love for one final *cough* spell." She groans.
>The two of you watch in awe as Cadence tears throough the fabric of reality to summon a small portal.
>You see a sunny meadow glistnening on the other side.
>"Now go, my little ponies."
>You hesitate, knowing damn well that leaving her behind is NOT an option.
>She's already done so much for you and Derpy.
"Princess, please come with-OOF!"
>With the last of her strength, Princess Cadence shoves you through the portal.
>Derpy comes tumbling right after you and lands in the soft green grass.
>"NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
>Twilight screams and fires a magical sunburst directly at the portal, but Cadence blocks the portal with her own body.
>"May the power of...l-love guide you...always..."
>Cadence's bloodied face manages one last smile before she seals the portal.
>Silence falls upon the sunny meadow like a heavy blanket.
>You sit there in shocked silence, desperately trying to understand what the buck just happened.
>Derpy scrambles to your side and whimpers.
>"Is..I-Is Cadey going to be okay?" She asks.
>You wrap your hooves around the trembling mare and nuzzle her neck.
>If only there was a definitive answer to that question.
"I-I'm sure she'll be fine."

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>>42730388
CADENCE NOOOOOOO

>>42730388
Man, this is going south at supersonic speed.

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>>42727398
P.I. Anonstallion when?
>The girls stand around the motionless body of Pinkie Pie, stunned to tears
>"Why would anypony do this?" Twilight asks
"The question isn't "why" Miss Sparkle," a new voice chimes in
>The new earth pony detective to their town, clad in his trademark trenchcoat and fedora, a tie loosely hanging from his neck, all commissioned by Rarity
>A strange amulet around his neck obscuring his identity, making him appear faceless
"The question, is why" He finishes
>"That's... what I said-"
"She's not dead." The ddetective remarks, poking the pink mare, making him suirm for the first time in hours as she groans in pain, rolling over, clutching her stomach
"Miss Pie is one of the few here like me, insatiable for answers, and pie. Yesterday's question was "how many cans of whipped cream can she get through?" the answer was twenty"
>"Darling, how could you possibly-?"
>Questianon opens his coat in a dramatic flourish, twenty metal cans of whipped cream clanging to the ground around him
>It takes an uncomfortable amount of seconds for the silence to return
"These were in the Cakes' trashcan"
>"You went through the Cakes' trash yesterday?" Rainbow inquisits
"No, Dash. That would be silly. I went through everyone's trash."
>"E-everyo-"
"Word to the wise, most stallions don't look like that"
>Rainbow's blue coat threatens to turn red from her blush
"Now, my work here is done."
>"But you didn't do anything-" Twilight tries to interject
>Alas, the mysterious detective has already disappeared in a cloud of smoke
>She really wish Anon and Trixie didn't meet
>Meanwhile, Anon chases a raccoon down an alley
>Demanding answers
>Answers to his questions
>The questions that haunt his mind and plague his flank

>>42730769
Does he sing fan songs while he's rummaging through ponies' belongings without their knowledge?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gnB5KzD5_HE

>>42730786
of course, the more schizophrenic, the better

>>42730769
That was hilarious kek, nice work
>>Meanwhile, Anon chases a raccoon down an alley
I'm now imagining P.I. Anon accosts a bunch of animals, so Fluttershy hears a lot of what Anon is getting up to from secondhand accounts.
It ends up turning into her own secret indulgence, where she has animals subtly follow Anon and tell her what he's been up to like one of those old dramatic radio shows.
>Ironically, her constant surveillance has been noted by the paranoid stallion
>Anon is convinced he has a secret mastermind plotting his downfall and works tirelessly to figure out who they are and their endgame
>Fluttershy is encapsulated by the overarching plot
>Fluttershy is accidentally the main villain of her favorite set of stories and genuinely doesn't even realize it.
That's probably taking the autism a bit far, but I don't know it sounds like a fun plot to me.

>>42731028
>That's probably taking the autism a bit far
are you kidding? that's perfect and my sides are in orbit

>>42731028
>encapsulated
*enthralled, fuck

>villain of the week Anonpony that’s just batshit insane because turning into a pony fried his brain
>when ponies realize this they stop treating him as a serious threat and more like a senile homeless man
>mane 6 gave up trying to put him in the hospital because he’s too slippery
>ponies sometimes have tea parties with him when he shows up to “take over ponyville”

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P.I. Anon one shot
>Luna's moon. the only company fellas like him got on nights like this, on most nights full stop.
>Silver strands of moonlight touching down delicately through the thin gaps in the blinds leaving tiger stripes on the floorboards.
>One lone candle, one thin smatter of moonlight, one stallion hunched over a desk of files, photos and papers.
>Each page, note and picture alike were all part of the hooful of cases yet to be closed, some just opened.
>P.I. (pony investigator) Anonymous Tip didn't get much work, the occasional missing pony, cheating husband or theft that somepony wanted figured out all hush-hush without involving the ponice but beyond that, nothing.
>But the bits had to flow regardless so that's why he turned some of his cases, the juicer ones, into short stories for the papers
>It didn't pay great, but it paid enough, the canterlot types ate it up
>That's where she came in
>A purple burst of colour at odds with the grey-on-grey of the room
>"I've read your stories" she said. "And I've heard about the work you do for ponies who need it. You're good." She complimented.
>He looked up from under the brim of his hat, green meeting purple, opposites regarding one another with that curious tension
>He'd take the case, whatever it was, he needed the work. and he was a sucker for the pretty ones.
>Another burst of colour as she levitated a pre-made binder onto the desk dropping it with a thump.
>"I'd like you to investigate her please. I.... I want to know why." She stopped short of a full description but she'd said enough.
>Bright eyes, pretty mane, a smile that screamed warmth even in the photo but he'd seen that smile before, given it himself.
>It was fake, like the painted grin they put on dolls.
>the smoke left his nostrils in a sigh, the pretty ones always came to him with the strangest jobs.
>"I need to know... if turning her to stone was the right thing to do." She said quietly like she'd already settled on the answer in her heart.
"Know my fee?"
>The cig smouldered in the tray where he snuffed it out.
>"I do. I'll... triple it if you find out anything I couldn't." She replied, wings ruffling at her side, tail flicking. She was desperate to know, why else would she come to him?
"I'll do it."
>He didn't wave or bother with a goodbye when she muttered a thank you then left with that same crackle she'd arrived with.
>One last look at the photo before pinning it to the board and chalking up a new case. 'Baby Doll'
>Time to get to work https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X0whQP4tyc8&t=1849s

>>42730388
I'm still trying to imagine a scenario in which this can be fixed. But it's getting hard.

>>42723176
Now that's the kind of Trixie we need more of.

>>42730388
it's cadenceover, getting even more hopeless every moment