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The adventures of Captain Literal™ - this week our hero attempts to solve a problem & inadvertently makes it worse while accidentally revealing a dark secret... (has anyone got @MarvelStudios number? I think we’ve got something here!) #canofworms #catoutofthebag #captainliteral #superhero #marvelreject #stevemaythe1st #illustration https://www.instagram.com/p/B_CluDHHUxb/?igshid=7kssiht41h58
Soilder's Lament: The Perfect Storm
"Yes. Come on we’ll move along the north halls and find my men. If they did survive, they will be there. Then we will return to Canterlot and plan a way to stop the influx of enemy forces into our towns." Captain replied simply opening a nearby door cutting down the wolves behind it that where trying to get in. Moonlight followed. The altered pegasus didn’t make it far before he froze at the sight of something that hit him at the very core…
~One Hour earlier in the Manehattan Warzone~
Captain Braveheart picked through the wrecked building with his squadmates Private Sharp and Sergeant Blaze. Their armor was worn from hours of intense combat with random creatures. Braveheart’s red coat was dirt stained and his short, messy black and red hair was oily and singed from one of the many fires that had broken out across the city. The other two were your basic guard ponies but with hearts twice as big as anyone their rank. The tri was searching the large building for survivors to evacuate.
"Careful, the building is unstable it could collapse at any moment…" Brave warned as they traversed the high rise.
"So Captain Obvious, anything else I should know that I can see?" The Sarge asked sarcastically moving somewreckage from a door.
"Yeah! Why am I up here? If this thing falls apart I’m toast! I can fly!" Sharp replied shakily peaking over the half crumbled edge.
"Will you two stop it? We have a job to do!" The Captain scolded in an annoyed tone.
"For what army? How do we know the evacuation post isn’t gone?" Blaze asked. "We were overrun the second the enemy arrived!"
"Would Epic give up?" Braveheart countered. "Would he give up or continue trying to protect the innocent?" The mention of their childhood hero General Epic Tale brought silence to the room. The trio had grown up together and trained together, even shared the same hero. High General Epic Tale, the hero of Equestria who defended the weak and could fight an entire army. They modeled their lives after him.
"Come on." He added continuing into the other room. However he didn’t get far before ground gave from beneath him sending him tumbling down some stories and into unconsciousness.
~thirty minutes later~
"Mister. Are you okay? Mister!"
Braveheart woke with a start looking around. Not sure how long he was out, he rubbed his aching head, armor even more battered than it was.
Beside him a small snowwhite filly with red eyes nudged him. “Umm mister are you okay?” She asked tennatively. “You fell pretty far…”
"Huh? Oh hey. Yeah I suppose." He replied awkwardly. Standing slightly unbalanced. "Where are your parents?" This earned him a look that told him not to touch the subject again. "Okay. Come on we need to get out of here."
"But what about the monsters?" The young child asked in protest.
"I’ll protect you okay?" He simply replied wing extended for the filly to climb atop his back. The foal nodded before gingerly climbing on as Captain Braveheart looked out the hole in the building noting with a sad note a problem rising in the distance…
An emergency flare.
~Back at the castle~
Captain stared out at the sky with a slight tremor in his form. Moonlight came up beside him commenting. “Bright night tonight. Hey bro what’s wrong?”
With a grim look Captain replied, “It’s not a bright night… Those are flares…those flares represent every city lost and with this many…” He stood there a moment in silence. The immense death and loss could be felt as an aura around him. Everything he fought and suffered for hundreds of years was burning. His army had fallen and his people were dying. All he could do was hope that Canterlot held…
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The Princess who what the lights were as well. She was ruler of the night and could tell the difference between moonlight, stars and fire. Her expression darkened.
"We need to speed our action," she told the stallions. "This is unacceptable."
She became harsh when nervous. It was a coping mechanism but also a trait a leader must have. There should be no softening in the face of hardship.
Lose Moon pies OR miss the nightmare night festival once ore twice
*gasp*
L-lose moon pies! It would be awful though!
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The Captain's Valentines Day Special
It didn’t take long for the pegasus to find his destination and begin his decent his highly developed wingtips making slight alterations with changes in air pressure, wind direction, and such. Some of the ponies below took note of the duo, the Captain noted them as well categorizing them in his mind as minimal threats. Glancing back he noticed her enjoyment.
There was that feeling again, that strange warmth he couldn’t quite put his hoof on. What was it?
Landing before a small cafe that sat on the docks allowing the fresh ocean breeze to roll over it. It wasn’t big, nor was it particularly that busy. The Prance theme wasn’t too pronounced it was more of an undertone than anything else. Already memories of his younger days were coming back to him of when it was first established. The founder was a kind mare who actually invented french toast, passing down the recipe and the restraunt from generation to generation.
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Luna landed behind him and folded her wings. She was accustomed to having her guards walk ahead by now and had overcome of her old habit of having them always walk behind. It was something Captain had helped her with, so she was glad to let him walk ahead.
Then again...as she took in the surroundings she was overcome with the desire to walk alongside him. This was not a formal outing, after all. It was personal, and a change of pace. She stepped right beside him, a change from their usual procession in public. "I cannot believe I have not visited this place yet."
The Captain's Valentines Day Special
Captain nodded and spread his matured 800 year old wings, that had a particular shine as if they were a part of the sky itself a wing appearance only possible through hundreds of years of life. Joining her expertly in the air the pegasus told her, “It’s in the port side of Canterlot come on the view never gets old.”
What was this he felt? It was a rising surge of engery, warmth, as if… Taking note of this second new feeling the stallion filed it away for later and continued on at a slower pace that the princess could keep up with.
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Luna was simply enjoying the feeling of stretching her wings out in the warmth of the day. She was nocturnal by habit and penchant but it did not mean she shunned the daylight and its beauty. She closed her eyes as the wind flowed through her mane and she happened to stare at Captain when she opened her eyes. For a while she said nothing, only smiled and admired his wings.
The Captain's Valentines Day Special
Captain was so used to helping other residents, including the older sister, with their morning routines that he had begun to feel more like a nanny than a deadly weapon of mass destruction. Due to this he didn’t quite watch but waited, even then he couldn’t help admire some of the features the princess held…
When she finished the pegasus opened the balcony window allowing the cool, crisp Equestrian morning air to flow into the room as rays of sunlight had already begun to rise above the horizon, causing the soilder to note that perhaps Celestia was in a hurry to move on to the other duties.
He then glanced back towards his princess asking, “Care to fly there?”
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Luna preened her feathers and shook her wings out of any stiffness. It felt good to stretch out in the sunlight's warmth and not worry. Since it was day she was not technically on duty. "I think flying sounds like a healthy alternative to walking."
She stretched her wings out on the balcony and took to the air, waiting for Captain to join her.
The Captain's Valentines Day Special
Captain nodded with a soft smile. “As you wish, now…” He began, picking up the princesses comb and hoofing it to her. “Before we go maybe you would like to clean up?”
Luna still had her bed mane seeing that Captain and his band of merry ponies interrupted her routine in an attempt to cheer up her day. So in effect the pegasus had a chance to clean up and be presentable, the princesses never quite had the chance. While this was more of a social visit one of his duties was still to protect the royal image, god knows what were to happen if the public were to see their princess of the night all messy at some cafe.
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She gave playful smirk. "Is that a veiled insult on my looks, Captain?"
But of course she was only playing. She made good with the brush and combed her hair out. As she did, it began to shine and glow like the night, its usual dark, flowing appearance resuming. When she first woke it tended to be a light blue, more the way it had been when she was a very young mare and not as powerful.
She shook it out and finished up her appearance in the mirror, calling for her crown and usual outfit. It was odd knowing the Captain might be observing her daily ritual but she did not mind. False modesty was not truly her way. There were things she was shy of but appearances was not really one of them.
"There now. All ready," she announced. "Lead the way, Captain."
The Captain's Valentines Day Special
The Captain chuckled a little with her. “Yeah that does sound like a good idea…” Then thinking for a moment a place came to mind, “Oh I know, there is this place on Mane Street called ‘Cafe di Prance’ that serves amazing french toast.” Memories of a past life came to mind of a childhood where he worked in the cafe. As nice as this feeling was he didn’t linger on it. The original owner was long dead a distant ancestor to the current one.
Even then The Captain gave anonymous help the shop for the sake of the old times past…
Returning to the present the stallion smiled softly asking, “Well what do you think?”
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Luna's eyes brightened. She had a secret sweet tooth. "Oh, why...that sounds lovely, actually. I do like French Toast. I wonder if they have any of that wonderful powdered sugar to put on it." Her stomach rumbled at the thought.
"Yes, it is settled then. Let us dine there for breakfast."
