Blueblood's Blush Chapter 1The wind silently swept through the fields of the grass surrounding Canterlot Castle. Each blade seemed to carry its own story with it. Some stories of despair and others of hope. Our story today is an odd one. One of love and redemption.It all began in the highest tower of Canterlot Castle. Celestia's nephew, Prince Blueblood, was pouting as he looked across the land. A strand of his blond hair blew in the wind. The weather had been a bit different lately. Wind speeds had increased as the weather temperatures decreased. Normally the weather in Canterlot was constantly sunny with no winds. "Perfect weather", some would call it. "Boring" was Blueblood's adjective. The monotonous weather just seemed to flow into his dull grey mishmash of everyday life. His routine was the same. Wake up, get ready, walk around, eat, sleep. Every day. Somewhere between the eating and sleeping parts he would do just what he was doing now, look out of his window, out at the ponies living their boring lives
Blueblood's Blush Chapter 3The stallion shook the strand of blond hair off of his face as he sat down on the stone floor. Now that he was out of the castle, might as well stay out. He looked back at the ground, pouting. He had only decided to come to the show because of the attractive mare on the cover poster. If anything else, he had come just to show himself that he still knew how to be around ponies. It had been such a long time since he had allowed himself to be out like this. Some could say he had turned sour. Now, what was the mare's name? Trina? Tia? Something with a T. Blueblood sighed at his view of the stone floor. His eyes shifted to his finely manicured hooves. He turned them over, admiring them, and noticed a slight scratch on the side. He let out a stifled gasp of horror as he stared at
Blueblood's Blush Chapter 2The green patch of land that was Canterlot Gardens seemed unaffected by this new weather change. Other than the very rare and mild wind, the area was relatively calm and encompassed with this "perfect weather." The weather brought about a particular mindset of calmness and quiet. These breezes lightly touched on any soul that just so happened to be in the gardens looking for a sense of peace.Guards stood by on either side of the door leading to Canterlot Castle. Their gaze was fixed straight ahead, at the entrance to the maze. The maze had not been touched since the return of Discord. It was starting to get a bit overgrown, but the gardener ponies kept it tame as well as they could without getting too close. Off to the left of the maze stood many statues of famous ponies and creatures. The statue of Starswirl the Bearded stood higher than most of the other pony statues. To the right, a stage and a flower garden rested. On the stage stood a mare with a light blue coat and a sky blue ma
Blueblood's Blush Chapter 6The next day, Blueblood was standing out by the stone square in Canterlot gardens, waiting for his date to get out from her show. This would be their second date, and boy was Blueblood excited.For once he had something to care about other then the rare party he was attending or some stupid ceremony. He never quite got the chance to get to know anypony on a personal basis. Yes, he went out on frequent dates with the everyday pretty face or the celebrity that was in town, but he had never really had anything serious enough to the point to where they really knew each other. Ever since he had met the blue mare,Trixie, his outlook on life and ponies had changed for the better.The stallion could now admit that he was happy. Yes, happy, for that was something he had not been in a long long time. Sure he looked happy on the covers of magazines with two mares on either side of him, but that wasn't happiness. That was... an act, so to speak. He lived the life of a celebrity and he did a pretty
Blueblood's Blush Chapter 4It was about two hours before Trixie had arrived at her mobile home on the outskirts of Canterlot. She had tried to set up closer to where she could perform, but apparently the Royal Canterlot Guards had some pretty strict rules on the subject. She had to twist their hooves just for them to allow her to perform at the Gardens, so she didn't want to push it.On her back she carried her box of props and supplies. She shook from the weight of it. Normally, she would have used her magic, but she was too tired from moving her home and today's show to do much with her horn. Yes, sometimes even great and powerful unicorns like Trixie get tired.Her mobile house was small and a bit worn down. It looked like a miniature version of a Victorian cottage. The outer walls were painted a fading shade of pink and lined with a newer coat of blue. The roof of the house was ever so slightly caved, giving the whole place an overall warm look. One window sat in the front of the house next to the door and o
Blueblood's Blush Chapter 10It wasn't until later that day that a beam of light from the open window finally fell on Trixie's eyes, causing the blue mare to stir. She sat up, groggily rubbing at her purple eyes as the whole world came into focus. The first thing she saw when she came to was a heart monitor. A.... A heart monitor!She stiffened as her eyes snapped wide open. A tube ran from the monitor and around her hoof. The faint "beep-------beep-------beep" showed that Trixie was indeed alive.The room was small and white with a few portraits of ponies Trixie had no relation to hung on the walls. The couch that belonged to this room was pulled up close to her bed, as if someone had been laying there before she came to.Trixie let her head fall back to the pillow and sighed, memories of last night flooding into her mind. She remembered Celestia and Blueblood. She remembered how wonderful the night had seemed to be going. She remembered the fun, the laughter, the food. Then she remembered when she passed out.Th
Blueblood's Blush Chapter 5Blueblood stood in front of the mirror, examining his hair to make sure not a single strand was out of place. As usual, he had that little bit of his blond mane that fell in front of his eye. That, however, was not a problem.Something was out of the ordinary that night. He felt... nervous. Now, this was a new feeling to the prince. Whenever he had gone on dates, he had felt calm, even bored; but tonight was different. He wanted to make a good impression on this mare.He put on his white suit and pulled on a bow tie. He noticed in the mirror how apprehensive he looked. "Come on, Blueblood. Pull it together. You've got this, she's just a mare." Only... she wasn't. She was the most beautiful mare he had ever laid eyes upon.He trotted to the sink and splashed his face with cool water before starting down the stairs to the dining room. As he stepped, he thought of what to say to her, sometimes even speaking it out loud to himself to see whether it sounded silly or not.