A/N: Once again, I own NOTHING. AT ALL.
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Chapter One: the Elements of Fellowship
The Fellowship stood before Galadriel, bearing the gifts she had graced them with. Yet that was not all that they received.
Radagast the Brown had informed the elf queen of his idea, and everything he was planning, though it took heaps of convincing for her to agree. It was simple; Radagast had written his long time ally, Princess Celestia of Equestria of their time of trouble, who happily obliged to help. Princess Celestia at first did not say what exactly she would contribute to the cause; she only said that the Fellowship would learn the true meaning of friendship. Even at that, Galadriel and Radagast knew the princess well enough to know that she only wished the best for their neighbor, Middle Earth. However, with minimal pressure on Radagast's, the Tender of Beasts' part, the plan was revealed; Equestria would lend its own heroes, who saved it from the dreaded Nightmare Moon, to Middle Earth's aid. But to increase the odds of their success, they were loaned two extra 'heroes'.
Eight faces stared wondrously at the elven queen before them; each one had said many thanks to her, especially Gimli, though he couldn't look her in the eye as he said it.
"These are not the only gifts you shall receive, my friends," Galadriel began. "Radagast the Brown has something to offer to this journey,"
"Is he going to help us, m'lady?" Samwise Gamgee asked, his eyes filled with hope.
"I am sorry to say that Radagast's path does not follow yours," She replied, much to the company's disappointment. "He has contacted those of another land, and they have agreed to help. You shall each be provided with a guide; magical beasts. They will show you the path you are to take."
The Fellowship all were slightly confused by what the elf had said; a magical beast for a guide? Yes, there were very powerful beasts in the world, but they doubted those from another land altogether would help them. Still, they were to accept the guides, just like they had accepted their gifts, so they suppressed the doubt.
"For you, Samwise Gamgee, I give you Sador, whose honesty has surpassed all others. Sador represents the element of honesty." Galadriel then gestured to her right, as a golden filly, surprisingly the size of a pony, with a golden mane was trotting forward, being led by an elf servant. Sam gingerly took the lead-rope, staring in awe at the "pretty" pony. His eyes moved to the pony's flank; on each side, three apples were tattooed on her hip.
"Erm—what are these marks, m'lady?"
A smile played across her lips. "Those marks represent who they are; everything about them."
Sam only nodded, reaching his hand to rest on the pony's neck. "Howdy mister! Name's Applejack! You like apples? Why, my Granny Smith, Big Macintosh, and my whole family and I run a whole farm of apples!"
"Is this some kind of replacement for Bill?" Sam asked, slightly offended.
"No, Master Gamgee. Sador is more of a companion than Bill could ever hope to be."
She turned to the Halfling next to Sam, who was desperately trying to pet Sador. "For you, Young Peregrin Took, I give you Lalaith. Her wonderful spirit brings laughter to all; as well as a keen sense of danger. Beware when Lalaith is stops being mirthful, for there will always be danger."
Pippin did not know what to expect; he was secretly hoping for a pony just like Sam's, but better, of course. Instead, out walked, no pranced, a bright pink pony. This pony had to be the polar opposite of Sador, with her bright pink coat, and bright pink (and very wild and curly) mane. Lalaith shook her head as she hopped in front of Pippin, following it with a playful snort. "Hi! Oh my gosh! You're shorter than everyone… Well except for those other short people! It's so wonderful to meet you! I'm so excited! Are you excited? Why are they calling us these weirdo names?" Cautiously, Pippin took the rope from the servant, and eyed his pony wearily. He looked to the other elves. Some were covering their heads with their hands; some had a very annoyed expression, gracing their faces. He swore he heard one say he was glad that Lalaith would be leaving (mostly because they had actually been able to understand the pony's speech).
Pippin bowed slightly, thanking the elf queen, before turning to his pony, with the odd shaped marks also on her flank; balloons, like from a party. He shrugged and mumbled, "That's odd…."
Galadriel smiled, and turned her attention to the blonde elf at the end of the row; Legolas. Secretly, Legolas hoped that his horse, would in fact, be a horse; not a pony. He knew better than to complain though, as that would not go down well with Lady Galadriel. Whatever the horse (or pony) he would receive, he would take graciously, like the elf he was. "I give you, Legolas of the Woodland Realm, Úthaes, for she is the messenger of her kind, and very fast on air."
Legolas raised an eyebrow in slight confusion, but that look was soon turned into one of surprise, for what landed behind Galadriel was no ordinary equine. The grey filly bore a striking blonde mane, with eyes to match; eyes that, for some reason to Legolas, didn't look quite right. But that was not what surprised him, and the whole Fellowship; it was the wings attached to her withers. Sadly, this too, was a pony, but Legolas did not even give a care. Úthaes shook vigorously, before daintily placing her large wings at her side. She was perfect (despite the size)! Though, as Úthaes neared the blonde elf, he witnessed her flaws. The Pegasus-pony had bumped into a tree, spilling leaves over everyone on the premises. The filly snorted, shaking her head, before making her way again, only to have her wing caught on a low hanging branch. 'Is Lady Galadriel serious…?' Legolas pondered, staring at Úthaes.
After a few minutes, Úthaes had freed herself of the treacherous tree branch, and eventually stepped in front of the tall elf. Legolas, being an elf, could understand her, and any equine for that matter. He expected something profound or even remotely intelligent from a creature of this stature. What he got? "I'm hungry….!" He could see Galadriel stifling a laugh. "I give… thanks, my Lady."
Lady Galadriel turned her attention to the Gondorian man; Boromir, who was now afraid of what pony he would get. If it was anything like Úthaes, he would certainly go mad.
"Boromir, you shall receive Milui, whose heart is the largest of all of her friends. She will love you; for she has no room in her heart for spite," She smiled.
After she had said this, no pony came out, or flew down, to reveal themselves. Nothing at all. Boromir's eyes darted around. Galadriel simply smiled. She looked behind her, and said softly, "It is alright, Milui, you may come out. They will not bring you any harm."
Finally, after what seemed to have been an eternity, another small yellow Pegasus-pony, with a pale pink flowing mane walked out, hanging her head low. The filly's eyes stayed to the ground; her wings clinging to her side as she made her way to Boromir. Milui pawed the ground nervously, but slowly with her front hoof. As the Gondorian was handed the rope, he tried to raise her head. She would not budge. A thought didn't even rise in her head. The poor pony was so afraid, that a small whimper could be heard from her mouth. In an attempt to comfort the shivering pony, Boromir reached his hand out to pet her, only to have her shy away. "Erm—Thank you, Lady Galadriel."
"Ah, Meriadoc Brandybuck," Lady Galadriel greeted, startling the young hobbit, who was busy giggling at Pippin's pony. He hastily bowed; Galadriel gave a soft laugh. "I give you Fael-Bain, for her generosity is a rare find."
Merry smiled, patiently waiting for his pony. The young Halfling was so excited; he didn't even care if his was anything like Úthaes. He just wanted a pony! Though, wings would be preferred…
A white pony, with a violet, curly, mane sauntered in. Her hindquarters bore three blue diamonds. She held her head and tail high; there was even a little bounce in her step. This pony, though not a Pegasus-pony, was something even better; a unicorn. Merry had heard of Unicorns, but he didn't think them to exist, let alone to ever have one grace his presence. But with all the things he had been seeing, he shouldn't be surprised. Fael-Bain stood in front of Merry; a twinkle in her bright blue eyes. The filly looked so regal in her stance. Fael-Bain was obviously the most "fabulous" looking pony there. "Oh my, this place is simply divine! I could easily get used to this. Such wonderful fashion! I love it! Eeeee!"
"Oh, thank you m'lady!"
The elf gave him a smile. Next, was Gimli, son of Gloin, who did not want a pony. "Lady Galadriel, I will not be seen riding on one of these…ponies. I am a dwarf!" He complained, but with a polite tone.
A laugh escaped her. "Which is why, dear dwarf, that you shall receive Equestria's dragon; Ceber!"
The dwarf's face lit up at the mention of a dragon. After all, Dragons and Dwarfs have gone hand in hand before, have they not? He eagerly waited for what he hoped was a large, fierce, fire breathing dragon. His face fell as he witnessed the purple and green baby dragon run to his feet. Gimli stared in surprise as the small "dragon" curled up at his feet. "I was expecting something more… ferocious?"
"Ceber is not as gentle as he looks! He will help in any fight. You must be patient."
Gimli grumbled as he reached down to pick up the dragon. He was now wishing he had a pony to call his own…
"Aragorn, son of Arathorn," Galadriel stood in front of the ranger. "Thalion, Equestria's fastest and most fearless, shall guide you. She will never betray you, for the loyalty in her has no match."
The Fellowship waited silently, with tension in the air. Considering the fact that each pony, or dragon, was peculiar in its own way, they found it hard to guess what the next would be like. Aragorn silently hoped that his pony would not lack masculinity, much like the other ponies have. Suddenly, a mass, gust of wind attacked the fellowship, nearly knocking them down. What caused this? A sky blue Pegasus pony, with a rainbow colored mane and tail. She halted to a stop in front of the company, making sure to strike a heroic pose just before landing in front of Aragorn. Thalion snorted, and held her head high. Due to his elven heritage, he too could understand the ponies. "Sorry I'm late, just had to… ya know… take care of something. Please, hold your applause. Thank you, thank you,"
The ranger stood, holding the rope attached to the pony; he was satisfied. Sure, the pony may have had rainbow colored hair, and a lightning bolt shaped rainbow on her hips, but she had spirit; determination. He thanked Galadriel with a smile.
Frodo Baggins was last to receive his guide. The Lady of Lórien stood before the hobbit, smiling down at him. She was indeed quite fond of Frodo, and knew in her heart that he would not fail this quest, with a guide, mind you. Princess Celestia had given them the perfect guide for the Halfling. "You are given Silivren Angol, Frodo Baggins. Her element combined with the other ponies, shall make something most important for your company."
"Fellowship?" Pippin asked, interrupting.
"No," She said, with a slight attitude. "Magic."
"Magic?"
"Magic."
A blinding light illuminated the forest; most of the fellowship shielding their eyes. Slowly, a purple unicorn, with a pink and purple mane, walked into view. The other ponies' moods seemed to lift upon seeing her. Upon her flanks, were magenta stars, surrounded by small, white ones. Silivren Anglo stopped at Frodo, slightly bowing her head. "Hello. It's very nice to meet you all. I can't wait to write Princess Celestia about all of this,"
Frodo smiled, turning to the White Lady. "Thank you, Lady Galadriel."
"All of you are welcome. May these guides help you in your quest, protect you from danger, and keep you from abandoning all hope. Maybe you will learn something about friendship. Now go, and may the Valar be with you."
A/N: Yay! PONIES! :D
Also, I didn't change the ponies' names. To make it sound more Tolkien-ish, I gave them Elven names, for only the Elves to call them. Just let it go, my friends! :D