Feeling Blue
by Thunderspeak
Summary: Pinkie Pie has a problem that only Fluttershy can help her with. Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash suffers the consequence of eating one cupcake too many.
Princess Celestia was most known and feared for one thing-her greatest pet peeve. She hated to be interrupted. Otherwise known for her calm disposition, when interrupted, the princess could feel her left eye twitch (it was always her left eye for some reason) and her teeth grinding together.
However, when reading one of Twilight's many letters, disruption was most welcome. She loved the young pony but her daily letters had gone far beyond the quota and the princess needed some free time.
It was a lucky chance that while reading one of the letters, Princess Celestia felt it, the disturbance in her great kingdom. She trotted to the window and scanned the lands for any obvious catastrophe… but there was nothing; no smoke, no galloping herds of buffalo, and no raining chocolate milk.
'Hm, maybe I should go down to the kitchens and – FOCUS!" thought Celestia, before dragging her attention back to the window. It looked like nothing was wrong, but the princess well knew that trouble could be brewing beneath the peaceful exterior.
She would investigate and find the criminal. But first, she needed to call for her sister, Luna. 'Yes, I will call for her, and together we can solve this problem and –'
A small wisp of smoke floated in the air, and then her sister Luna appeared with an expression of utter disinterest.
"Sister, don't look too surprised. I felt it too."
"Ah, yes," said Celestia, trying to disguise her eye-twitch by faking an eye-itch, "Well then it is obvious we must investigate and find the source of this trouble, is it not?"
"Of course. It is our duty. And then we must expel it from these lands."
Celestia blinked. "Well Luna… I just don't think that is a good idea. We will give the job to our dear pony friends from Ponyville."
"Why?" sighed Luna, already knowing the answer.
"They must use the elements of harmony to learn the lesson of—of, uh well you see—"
"Celestia-"
"Yes?"
"You are being a ridiculous pony, and your laziness shames me."
"I'm sorry," said Celestia, looking at the floor. If any of her subjects were to see her now, at the mercy of her sister's sharp words, they'd lose all faith in her strength.
Seeing her sisters saddened expression, Luna rolled her eyes and said, "You want to partake in the drinking of chocolate milk with me?"
"Of course I do! Let's go now, sister," chirped Celestia, bouncing to the door in a rather Pinkie Pie fashion.
Luna followed close behind, worries of the disturbance left behind.
Rainbow Dash realized that of all the things in the world that she hated, from dressing up to losing a competition, she hated being cooped up the most. One of her biggest flaws, however, was her absence of impulse control. Pinkie Pie had given her a plate of cupcakes the night before, and Rainbow devoured the delicious treats until there was nothing left. It wasn't her fault; she did everything fast, from flying to eating.
And now, she was paying for it by being confined to bed, with nothing to look at but the depressingly dull ceiling. Twilight had transferred Rainbow to her library for medical inspection, and insisted on 24-hour lockdown and buckets of herbal remedy consumption. With every tick of the clock, Rainbow Dash twitched, as if the sound was personally offensive. More time in bed meant less time in the air where she belonged.
It was time to stop with the nonsense. Although bed rests were always dark times for Rainbow Dash, she wasn't one to throw herself a pity party. It just wasn't her style. If anyone would be throwing a party, it'd be Pinkie. The rambunctious pink pony would know how to make even that lame of a celebration… not lame.
Rainbow Dash, stuck in the monotonous cycle of her self-pity, was suddenly alerted by tremors in the floor of Twilight's library.
Not a shred of fear in her, she curiously thought, 'I should go check it out.'
Unfortunately, Rainbow Dash encountered a glitch in her plan—her cupcake-filled stomach made it very difficult to move. She was a very curious creature though, so with a groan, she slowly rolled over.
Rainbow Dash slid off the bed onto the floor and grinned, while mentally cheering, 'Step one, complete.' Now all she had to do was actually walk.
She took a few shaky steps before collapsing, her stomach clenching unpleasantly. Ugh, I feel sick.
She spent the next couple minutes sliding on her belly towards the ominous staircase. It was a lucky coincidence that Twilight had recently shined the wooden floor, making it slippery enough for the rainbow pony's sliding. Rainbow Dash was enormously happy that no one was around to see the great flyer reduced to transportation via sliding.
Finally, Rainbow Dash reached the staircase and peeked down the spiraling steps. It was an intimidating sight, but she could still hear the thumping outside and feel its vibrations in the floor.
This was a matter that required investigation, and feeling rather like her idol Daring Do, she flapped her wings once, twice, and then tree times.
She lifted off the floor and lazily floated down the steps.
It was going smoothly until she neared the bottom, where her face turned a shade of green. Rainbow Dash could feel the cupcakes instigating revolt in her stomach.
'Oh no, not now-' Rainbow Dash thought with panic, but dear Celestia, it was happening—she then promptly threw up all over the clean floor and spiraled into a bookcase. She watched in silent horror as a dozen books fell through the air and into the puddle of puke.
'It doesn't matter what's outside—Twilight is going to kill me!'
Rainbow Dash groaned, and all her worries of the disturbance outside were forgotten. She had bigger issues to worry about now; her imminent death.
AN: Hey guys, hope you enjoyed this chapter. I enjoyed writing it :)
Anyways, please leave a review and feel free to criticize/make suggestions.
-thunderspeak