private A one-Horse open sleigh?

[RussianRoulette 2]

OOC thread: http://mlpforums.com/topic/71865-a-one-horse-open-sleigh/

 

It had been an interesting morning- an interesting morning indeed. His sister was on duty today, pulling the train across the tracks. It was a fast paced job, perfect for her attitude. As one of the very few females on the railway team, she did have a bit of lenience, he supposed. Asking him to run with them was another story entirely. 'C'mon, brother, run behind me.' she said, 'it will be fun!' she said.

 

It was fun... Until his shoe came off.

 

It took ten minutes to slow the train, two minutes of screaming her name to get her attention, seven to slow the massive engine. Roulette was limping badly, trying his best to fight back tears. He lost the battle when Siberia unhooked him and helped him in to the car, tending to his hoof. By Celestia's throne, it hurt. Siberia switched out to stay with him, no matter how much he protested that she should get back to work.

 

Two hours later, the train pulled into Ponyville, and the two northern ponies plodded into town. She left him by Sugar Cube Corner after making sure he was alright, and off she went, that engine at her heels.

 

"Ah, my." He sighed, looking at the boot he was wearing to protect his hoof. He needed a new shoe. The stone streets he worked on weren't the most pleasurable without protection.

 

"No work for today." Roulette frowned, his ears drooping at the thought. He normally helped cart apples from the orchard when he was in town. "But- I am here. What to do?" with a flick of his tail, the Stallion slipped into his harness anyway, toting the cart behind him as he slipped from the shadows to the street.

Edited August 30, 2013 by RussianRoulette

[--Thunder Bolt-- 534]

Nightshade wondered if she would ever get used to flying under Celestia's sun.  For many centuries, her people had feared the light, and the ponies who dwelt under its glare.  The ancient wars were long past though, all but forgotten by the victorious pegasi and their unicorn and earth pony allies, or so she'd been told.  Luna's return had brought peace, and freedom for the bat ponies to soar out of their caverns to take joy in her night.  Nighshade had not gotten lost on a Flight though.  She was on an adventure--to explore Celestia's brightly-lit world, and meet the ponies who lived there.

 

Her heart pounded with exhilaration and a touch of fear.  Would pegasi still want to attack her?  Then there was the eerie strangeness of the day-world itself.  At night, a pony knew that the stars were far-distant things; the astronomically-inclined could even chart the movements of the planets.  In the daytime, the sky was a blank, except for clouds.  It looked like a blue cave-ceiling that defied estimation of its height.  Then there was the sun itself, filling the world with dazzling light.  The colors, of everything, were so bright, almost garish, yet beautiful in their own alien way.  Below her, a wide expanse of trees in neat rows gave way to the sight of a charming village.  The buildings were spaced widely apart compared to those of Evernight.  The day pony village had abundant room to stretch out in, and did so with the ease of a dozing cat.

 

Nightshade spread her wings and glided slowly down to the town, hoping her approach would appear non-threatening.  No sooner had her hooves, encircled by wrought pewter bracelets, touched down into a trot, than a large, muscular stallion emerged from shadow pulling a wagon.

 

"Oophte!" she said, skidding to a halt and backpedaling with her wings to try and avoid a collision.  "Sorry," she said in a melodious, exotic accent.*

 

 

OOC: *Her accent is similar to "Transylvanian," but with softer consonants and a bit more tonal lilt.