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>Day court dragged on, as it had a tendency to do.
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>Princess Celestia had listened to at least forty petitions so far and they were blurring together
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>Internally she pondered why it seemed to be that this was always the hardest day of the week
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>She never could get a hang of Thursdays
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>Beside her stood her ever faithful attendant Raven Inkwell
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>The pair listened to the petition by Count Counting Currency, about how the crown purchasing him a swimming pool would improve the property value of all Canterlot.
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"We shall consider your proposal, you may leave"
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>Celestia said, her regal mask retaining its position as it always did.
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>Just another few hours of day court
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>Then Luna would wake up, they could have a meal together and Celestia could finally relax for a short while before bed.
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>That was until she sensed an incredible pulse of chaos magic
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>The wave of chaotic energy rolled across the palace, causing Raven to stumble and clutch at her horn.
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>Of course.
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>The last thing Celestia needed today was for Discord to revolt, but evidently he had
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>Bucking Thursdays.
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>As it turned out, the lord of chaos hadn't been about to burst through the doors
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>Instead a very worried looking Pegasus guard poked his head in instead
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>"Y-your highness, you've got mail"
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>Raven frantically looks over her clipboard and can only offer an apologetic shrug
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"Very well, I suppose the mail should be brought in."
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>The yellow Pegasus guard pales to a white that nearly matched your own alabaster coat
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>"Could you go to it instead? It's about as big as a house"
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>Celestia really should have expected this, if discord was sending surprise gifts again they would have to be inconvenient somehow.
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>At least it hopefully wouldn't be full of glitter like last time
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>The solar alicorn moved for the doors, swearing silently upon her sun that if it was a super sized glitterbomb she would banish Discord to it.
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>The guard dutifully lead her outside to the palace courtyard, revealing that it was almost entirely filled by a titanic object.
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>After a preliminary investigation, Celestia could comfortably state it was a box
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>A seemingly ordinary box
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>Which is what made her so nervous
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>The blast of chaos magic had been intense and obviously had caused this box
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>Yet she couldn't detect any lingering chaos magic
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>Even discord had yet to show up
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>"Any idea what that means princess?"
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>The yellow Pegasus guard asked, gesturing to the box
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>On its side was a large red arrow pointing to the heavens, as well as 4 massive symbols she couldn't recognise
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>Regardless, she wanted to see what was inside the box
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>Although she could probably wa-
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>The two ears atop her head swiveled and focused on the colossal container before her
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>She had heard something from inside the box
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>The guard, who she could not remember the name of, took this as a sign to remain silent.
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>Moments passed until another sound came from inside the box
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>Almost like a yawn?
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>Was somepony trapped inside this paper prison?
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>The solar diarch took to the air with a single flap, rising to see the top of the box.
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>A small note was on top, addressed to…"Anyone who may see this"
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>Celestia wasn't entirely sure of the writer's understanding of equish.
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>However, from her new position she could definitely make out sounds coming from inside
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>Strange, almost equine sounds
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>Far too many hissing sounds to be ponies speaking equish
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>For a moment her curiosity was under control, until with a flash of her golden magic, Celestia pulled the note to her and opened it.
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>"Take care of them, they will need it. One more note inside."
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>With the note having done nothing but fan the flames of Celestia's inquisitive mind, she pulled at the flaps of the box
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>Slowly revealing…A box of green foals.
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>Oh by Faust there must have been hundreds of them.
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>Appraising them with a trained eye Celestia could see no signs of starvation of fatigue, however she worried for the ones on the bottom
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>In almost perfect unison the foals turned to look at her
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>An ocean of emerald eyes, black manes, and green coats
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>She could see a few differences here and there
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>There were certainly a healthy mix of all tribes
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>But that only worried her more
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>What monster had abducted all these poor foals
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>One of them babbled something she couldn't understand
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"Greetings my little ponies"
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>The guard had taken this as a hint to fly up and have a look
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>The instant his head poked over the edge of the box, the mass of emerald eyes fixed on him
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>"Princess?"
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"There is no need to worry Flash"
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>One foal near the top frowned momentarily, Celestia thought it was a mare but with so many identical coats she was struggling to pick out where one foal began and another ended.
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>"P...primcessss"
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