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We did some great politicking, Spike and I.
I still have a sterling silver locket that I wear every now and then, mostly to formal gala events. On the inside is his picture, while engraved upon the underside is one of the laws that together we ratified.
“Equestrian Economic Amendment No. 4”
My eyes dampen a bit every time I read it.
Equestria would never be the same. As they pounded away at the maiden that was their home and country, people near and far would whisper of the deeds that transpired behind those doors.
And just when it seemed all thoughts were exhausted, minutes later, they would resume once more.
Celestia rolled restless that night, while Luna, flush from the thick, humid air of the night, cooled herself by flying circuits around one of Canterlot’s towers.
Some say she still flies circuits to this day.
A six-pointed bronze star framed with gold was what I had in mine. I own something similar that I got from my great aunt. I always thought it was really pretty.
If that broach had any sort of jewel or Gem embedded in it,I would be cautious that the still young spike doesn’t eat it out of confusion.
And then, during a candlelit dinner at dusk, I would reach into my coat pocket and remove from it a tiny red box. Handing it to him, I’d blush fiercely and look away. As he opened it, I’d hear him gasp.
Returning my gaze to him hesitantly, I’d crack a nervous grin and ask him what he thought of the gift. To which he would respond~
“This is the broach that the Starswirl the Bearded gave to Clover the Clever, isn’t it?”
A gift from her former mentor to commemorate her graduation from apprenticeship. She had worn it while negotiating the Great Equestrian-Griffonian Trade Agreement.
“I… I don’t know what to say, where to even begin. J-just imagine the governing that this broach has seen.”
Later that night, Spike and I would retire to our chambers and make sweet, sultry political change together.
Bolstering Equestria’s annual GDP and establishing a cultural revolution?
Bitches need ’lectricity, yo.
I just wanna take his hand, lead him by the night’s starlight to a cozy room with a fireplace separated from the rest of the group, and talk some serious socioeconomics with him.
He and I… we’d create so many jobs for everypony and return the Canterlot deficit back to an outstanding surplus. Can you imagine anything more romantic?
Only a better character in every conceivable way.
Im glad someone gave life to this idea, before I still birthed it.
…..We’re done here.
Well then…now that you mention it this hotel was supposed to hoist a diplomatic meeting….alright I got 7 dollars and eighty five cents along with four chuck E cheese tokens And two pieces of root beer flavored bubble gum for the guy if he doesn’t press charges. Kids like gum and cheese rigth?
….He’s not a bellhop. He’s a diplomat.
Then my plan to sue a multimillion hotel can be somewhat legitament! It would save me the trouble of faking slipping on orange juice in the lobby.
And then he’d punch you.
@omera251
But he’s so hot!