"Huh? Behind me? W-what?" He quickly turned his head to looking behind him.
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"Huh? Behind me? W-what?" He quickly turned his head to looking behind him.
Soft flying tackle glomps Foxtrot.
Gotcha. She says as she tightly hugs her friend.
Snickers chuckles. "Heya Fox Trot. Long time no see!"
"Waaah!" Fox lamely yelped as he was glomped. "H-hiya Snickers." He managed to squeak out.
"I was worried you were expecting that for a moment." Soft says, clearly pleased with her flying tackle glomp. "What can I do for you, Foxtrot?" she asks.
"There might be something over there." she says, pointing to a shelf on the upper level "But it's unlikely. Dragons don't often make books after all." Smoothie says to the dragon.
Snickers suddenly turns to Foxglove and asks: "By the way, why are you sending pigeons to the moon?"
"...That is why we came...Hi, Foxtrot."
She added, reminded of her earlier sad, and bringing her back to what most ponies percieve as reality, enough so that she could just answer Snickers casually, though her face still looked sad.
"...Because what if there are princesses there that never came down?"
Snickers grins. "I'm sure if there was another Princess on the moon, we'd have been.... told...... about.........." his voice trails off.
A couple of years ago, most ponies didn't know Princess Luna existed, let alone that she was banished to moon.
Snickers' eyes go wide. "We're going to the moon."
"I don't think anypony is capable of that level of teleportation, or would even know what the moon looks like well enough to be sure they teleported there. Except for...." Soft kinda trails off. "Smoothie MIGHT be able to. You'd have to do a lot to convince her to go to the moon I'd think though. Doctor Magic probably would be able to as well, but his things often come with an unpleasant price."
"That's why I've been sending pigeons. They're good fliers, and can see the moon. At night...But we could go, if we could go. Would you like to come, Foxtrot?"
Then she thought about actually going, and several old, forgotten plot-lines began to merge.
"There is that thing that shoots teleporting... I wonder the arc of a shot to reach the moon..."
Snickers grins. "I have a portal gun."
"A what gun?" Fox asked taking an unsure step back. Meanwhile, Benson face palms so hard it leaves a mark. :P
"Ah. Then you can safely avoid having to ask anypony to teleport you there. Though, I wonder if Smoothie would want to go anyway. Seems like the kind of thing she might want to do, if she felt there was something to gain..."
Or just Lycan and Foxglove could go and have shenanigans ensue.:smalltongue:
"A portal gun," Snickers says with a mischievous grin. "It makes an orange portal, and a blue portal, which allow you to teleport between them. I'd forgotten I bought it awhile back. And sure, Smoothie can tag along. We may need her help setting up telekinetic barriers so the moon doesn't suck all of the earth's atmosphere through the portal or something," he casually muses.
Snickers is totally a mad scientist at heart...
"...Would the atmosphere end up on the moon?...People've told me I can't read the atmosphere, so maybe I wouldn't notice..."
She mused. Foxglove, not reading the atmosphere? Don't tell.
"...Would you come, Foxtrot? We're looking for princesses."
Fox took another step back, his ears lowering. That kind of technology was the kind thing you hear described in the Star Trot radio shows, like back when he was a colt. This...this...was kinda scary of Snickers' claims were true.
"Y-you're pulling my leg.....such...level of tech doesn't really exist, right? Not in our world...right? I mean...its not possible right? I mean...its magic you mean right?...Though that's even scarier....." Fox's head was all up in a flurry of uncertainty.
"...Sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic."
Foxglove adds, in response to his worries.
"That' does not stop the technology from being scary....what if you don't come back in both pieces!" He yelps.
"Yes, I really do have a portal gun. It's nifty. And I'd prefer not to come back in both pieces, as I am in one piece, and hopefully staying that way," Snickers quips playfully.
Snickers scratches his chin. "Could Smoothie cast a spell? Or maybe we could make suits. Or I could try to ask-" he pauses, and realizing that 'I can ask Cookiethulhu for help' is a bad thing to say in front of Fox Trot and/or Soft. "Actually, nevermind, I don't know who else to ask."
"Maybe we could just let some of the atmosphere come with us...Or rely on cartoon-physics."
This did raise an interesting point. How beholden to the fourth wall were these ponies?
"As a matter of fact, I did have a very sheltered foalhood, but that's irrelevant to me finding not coming back whole after going through a portal scary vs not breathing in space." Fox Trot replied with a frown, and Snickers still didn't answer one of this questions. He then looked at Foxglove the pony.
"Fourth wall? Is that like singing when there is no diegetic source for the music to be coming from but yet there's music you're sing to?"
"I think crazy spells might be our safest bet. Or maybe I can call it a few favors," Snickers says, with a slightly suspicious shifting of his eyes.
"Actually...uh...before...I make decisions that may end up with me in two.......when are you guys doing this ah....moon thing?" He asked pawing at the ground.
"...Yeah. That's cartoon-physics...But..."
She blinked, the spell of the idea breaking.
"We never really said. I think we were talking about sending letters to Soft and...Then this happened."
Which is why you shouldn't let Foxglove control a conversation.