Rainbow Dash groaned tiredly as she struggled to get up, the soft blanket over her felt like a sheet of lead holding her down like a lab experiment under a microscope.
She knew where she was, she recognized Fluttershy's ceiling and the door to her guest room, so she wasn't worried about her safety.
She was instead worried about what she'll do to Pinkie Pie once she gets her hooves on her.
"How should I have known Pinkie Pie would have kept edibles at the library?" Rainbow Dash groaned weakly as she talked to herself, "She always keeps regular snacks, or stupid costumes, or whatever she found while going for a stroll outside..." Rainbow Dash's mind went to the time she found out Pinkie Pie used the roof of her fridge to hide a smooth round pebble she picked up for no reason.
Rainbow Dash tried once again to leave the bed, her body hungover and weak after eating a full bag of Pinkie Pie's pot brownies, all she could remember from the daze that followed was her friends betraying her by leaving her with Zephyr.
At least he didn't try anything funny, but he did act like her flying high as a kite was a learning experience for that twerp he was with.
"I'm going to murder Pinkie Pie," Rainbow Dash swore to herself, promising to prank Pinkie Pie so hard it would be on the same level of intensity as a murder.
She won't actually murder her, she's not a monster.
She just needs her vengeance, even thought her current predicament was entirely her own fault and Rainbow Dash had nopony else to blame but herself.
"I'll get you Pinkie Pie, you won't even see me coming." Rainbow Dash promised, only to hiss and pull her head under the blanket as a ray of sunlight from the window reflected off of the clock next to her bed and onto her eyes.
Narrator Note: Don't do Drugs.
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"Where are you two going?" Inside a house on the southern edge of Equestria, a Pegasus asked her roommates.
"Me and the Glowzies are taking a vacation to Griffonstone, the country, not the city, we'll be there for a month, give or take a week~" Gilda the Griffon told A.K. Yearling as she pushed a mountain of laundry into her suitcase before closing it, ignoring the scarf poking out.
"We're staying at Gilda's aunt's place, she had a cabin next to a lake," Cozy Glow added as she neatly placed her own belongings into her suitcase, a small smirk growing on her face as she compared her own clean and tidy bags to Gilda's mess.
"Okay, but why now? Is it a holiday there or something?" A.K. Yearling asked, a cup of warm tea sitting beside her as she took a break from writing her newest novel, Daring Do and the Staff of the Cockroach King.
"It's election season," Gilda helpfully supplied, "It's my duty as a citizen of Griffonstone to vote for which lord I want to lead us for the next four years. A Monarchist like you wouldn't get it~" She said smugly.
"You do know we still vote for local elections here, right?" A.K. Yearling raised an eyebrow at the Griffon, "Just because we can't choose who sits on the Throne in Canterlot doesn't mean we don't decide who the local Mayor or Governor is."
"Don't try to teach her politics," Cozy Glow helpfully added, "It will make her brain melt."
"Hey! I can understand how elections work perfectly fine!" Gilda defended herself, already used to the ribbing from the two other girls.
"So, who will you be voting for?" A.K. Yearling asked.
"Lord Gestal, like everybody else who has a working brain." Gilda rolled her eyes as if the answer was obvious, "The current discussion is between him and Lord Gladvale, both are good, but Gestal is just better." She told them as if expecting them to know the answer, "Only an idiot who will vote for Lord Goldstone, dude is a greedy dickhead who'd sell half of Griffonstone to Caninia if they offered enough money, it's a joke he's even running this election, the only reason he even has the opportunity is because he's on the council, blegh, I hate that guy!"
"I take it you don't like this Goldstone fella," A.K. Yearling said.
"He's what you get when you think of a stereotypical griffon," Gilda spat those words out, "Greedy, selfish, conniving, and would betray everything he says he loves and holds dead if it would get him a bigger pile of money to sit and do nothing with, Goldstone's the worst!"
"Stop talking about your crush and hurry up," Cozy Glow interrupted Gilda and Yearling's talk, "We need to get to the docks in two hours!"
"Yikes, Fine!" Gilda said loudly before picking both her and Cozy's suitcases in her talons, "We're off, don't get yourself killed while we're away!"
"Don't forget to give me a bigger allowance when we get back!" Cozy Glow told Yearling before Gilda picked her up with her beak and placed her on her back, the small Pegasus quickly grabbing onto the Griffon's neck.
"See ya!" Gilda yelled as the two exited the house and flew off, leaving A.K. Yearling with a quiet house for what could be the first time in half a year.
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Princess Amira growled angrily to herself as she watched the shores of Equestria grow smaller and smaller in the distance as the boat she was standing on sailed off into the ocean.
"Dammit! I lost my chance!" She exclaimed loudly, spinning around to glare at any person she could get her eyes on.
"I still don't know why you were so angry with the Prince," Prince Haakim said as he stood next to her, his hooves holding on to the edge of the ship.
"What do you mean you don't know?" Amira angrily spun to glare at her brother, "You said you remembered!"
"Yeah, about that... I kind of just... Lied, so you won't get angry at me," Haakim honestly told her.
"Gah! Not even my stupid brother supports me!" Amira shouted, her voice disappearing over the waves, "How could you forget?!"
"I honestly tried to remember what it was that Prince Blueblood did, but nothing came to mind." Haakim shrank beneath her glare, "Maybe... You can remind me?"
"Grrr..." Princess Amira of Saddle Arabia growled as she turned to glare at the shrinking shores of Equestria, slowly disappearing over the horizon, "It was the most tragic, most awful, most horrific event in Pony history..."
"Isn't that a bit dramatic?" Haakim said, only to quickly shut up when Amira turned to glare at him again.
"It happened three years ago..."
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The Queen of Prance was hosting a celebration, a party for all royals and heirs from all reaches of Pony Society, held in the city of Mareseille.
There were dances and drinks, and food and the best hotels the Prench crown could get.
Most importantly, there was a princess from Saddle Arabia and a prince from Equestria.
The prince found himself hounded for much of the party, heiresses and princesses from all across the world pushing against each other, each looking for the chance to spend even just a minute with the prince.
And there she was, minding her own business next to one of the many food tables, a tall glass of wine held in her hooves, when all of a sudden.
SPLASH
"Oh, my apologies, I wasn't watching where I placed my hooves," Prince Blueblood Platinum told her, briefly looking down at the glass of wine he caused her to spill on her beautiful white dress, staining it a horrid burgundy, "Although you too should be careful when holding such staining drinks," He told her, "I am sure you can find some wet wipes near the bathrooms, good luck~" And he walked away, not paying attention to the horrible act he just commited, to the ballroom full of eyes now staring at her, and at the horrid stain on her dress.
It was then that Princess Amira swore she would never forgive Prince Blueblood for that transgression.
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"That's it?" Prince Haakim asked, "He bumped into you, apologized, and left. How is what he did bad?"
"You don't get it, do you? Of course, an idiot like you wouldn't understand the heart of a lovely maiden such as myself~ That's why you're still a virgin nearing 30." Amira humphed, looking away from her brother.
"Okay, that was a low blow..." Haakim whispered before walking away, leaving his sister to glare at the Equestrian Horizon.
"I will have my revenge, Prince Blueblood Platinum, I sweat it... DAMMIT, I mean Swear it! I got my tongue tied at the worst moment! Gah!"
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Prince Blueblood stared ahead as he calmly stepped into the Everfree forest, relying on his Cutie Mark to guide him to where he was looking for as he walked into the living woods.
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Far south of Equestria, Staring at a scrying orb that sat on a table before her, the queen of the Changelings cackled excitedly as she watched a shooting star burn through the cosmos far outside the solar system.
"In eleven days... The Secretariat Comet will pass through the horse head nebula..." She whispered to herself between cackles, her eyes staring unblinkingly at the image of the comet in her scrying orb.
"The single biggest conjunction of Celestial bodies in over 3,000 years... Hehehahaha... Soon... With that magic... Hehehe..."
"I will become Perfect..."