Canterlot seems it never was a moved city like this year. That’s because of preparations for the anniversary that many ponies and stallions are working on ornaments and rehearsing for the shows, a march that attracted several tourists from all corners of Equestria. In the beautiful Summer where the party will be celebrated, many came to help, in solidarity.
If there is something that Canterlot has to tell the ears is history. The origin of everything can be summarized in two words: Sun and Moon. Princesses Celestia and Luna are together organizing the shows, never stopping counseling and observing the ponies that work hard to keep the kingdom in good hooves. The ceremony is in two weeks. So, they’re anticipating many parts to not rush when the date gets closer.
On one clear day in the library, silence is the unique sound that is heard among tall shelves full of books of all themes and topics that are possible to wonder about. Also, there is nopony there. Rolling with the ladder to one shelf to organize the books in alphabetical order, it’s the simple and fancy work of an earth pony that had the blessing of working for the Princess that has the heart of a mother. It isn’t to exaggerate; everypony praises Princess Celestia, each one with one or more reasons. Canterlot is the reference of many strong words that the ponies carry in their hearts, including the one that went down the ladder with a smile of good job, everything organized and clean with his dedication that his hooves are made. Just faced one book forward to him that was in the wrong place, with a title on the book spine ‘The History of Heroes’. He pulled the book and sighed then.
“Sometimes, dealing with customers isn’t easy” he vented, but it isn’t reason to ruin his day. Just put on the place and is done.
This one is Dusty Tomes, a simple male earth pony with a shyness as his partner and a big nerd. He has pink furs and long brown hair that makes a good fringe on his face; light blue eyes and a big pair of glasses; white hooves and has as mark a tied parchment. For who’s meeting him for the first time, seeing the mark can imagine he's a historian or messenger, but not. He’s simply a history lover. As said before, he is blessed in working in the royal library of Princess Celestia.
“Alright! All in their positions!” shouted him in pride. The books organized in names and authors. “This week won’t be so agitated. I can relieve myself better.”
He said hearing some noises outside. He rolled his ladder to the tall window to watch outside the movement of ponies. It’s possible to see some of them carrying wains of wood and leaves to build the stage of the ceremony while some guards wearing their armors guide them with strong eyes. Dusty watched their work and could sigh relieved that manual labor isn’t on his shoulders. Also, he imagines if he’s a good help.
Going down the ladder, he’s fine in the office he is performing in. The silence predominated for a long time in the library. Entered a brown stallion, also with long brown hair and glasses, observing amazed the quantity of shelves with their books, each one in the proper category. He’s entering for the first time. When the stallion thought to ask for help, Dusty approached suddenly with a smile, making the poor one scream shortly.
“Good morning! Welcome to the Library of Canterlot and screams aren’t allowed” greeted Dusty in his education. The stallion was breathing to recover the fear. “My name is Dusty Tomes. How can I help you?”
“God… Hello. I was looking for my friend. Didn’t you see any dark lilac pony wandering around?”
“Sorry, but I didn’t. I don’t go out of here and nopony had appeared early.”
“So, this dumb must be anywhere. Well, thank you for the… tip…”
At this moment, the stallion was stuttering because he was sniffing something getting strong in the air and very disgusting. He has bad sense of smell, but this one is notable even for a mere donkey. Dusty stared at him confused. What is he smelling that the pink pony isn’t catching?
“Anything wrong?”
Dusty had to question. The stallion was sniffing with the raised head, trying to find the origin. He pointed the nose to the pony and smelled something weird coming from him, making a bad face.
“Damn! Are you sweating?”
It was a surprise for the pink pony. He sniffed himself and just his natural scent that is standing out. The stallion would wish for another hoof to block his nose against the bad smell.
“When was the last time you took a shower?”
The stallion turned back and went out of the library, crossing the two doors. Dusty buffed with this annoying pony and wanted to say a lot of good things to this stupid one. He crossed the doors roughly, turned to the right and got frozen immediately like a believer without soul when faced with Princess Celestia that stood before him.
“Prin… Princess Celestia?” stuttered the pink pony a little blushed.
“Has anything happened, Dusty?” her tone was calm and solemn like the sea waves.”
“Nothing serious” he looked at sides to disguise the blush. “I thought you were busy with the celebration.”
“I passed to check how is the library and you. Do you need anything?”
“No, Princess Celestia. Thank you for your kindness.”
Dusty bowed before her in respect. After all, he got this job thanks to Celestia that saw in him a potential intelligent librarian. Her pretty smile is one proof of her grace. Many know Princess Celestia as a mare with a big mom heart and full of charity. It’s really to worship, but there isn't a reason to repeat qualities every time, yup?
“In truth,” she smiled, “I came to ask you some books of Canterlot history to use in the theater that the ponies are preparing. Can you separate some and deliver them to Mr. Claudy or any loyal servants?”
“Yes, Princess Celestia,” Dusty raised the head, fixing the smile and his glasses. “Immediately.”
He turned back to return to his library when Princess Celestia called his attention.
“One more thing, Dusty. If you have free time, I wish to have a short conversation with you. Wouldn’t you bother?”
It sounded a simple ask, but came with weight of a heavy responsibility for Dusty. He got a little shy with that. He doesn’t stand firm and serious when is face to face with her, but that ask can kill him.
“No, Princess Celestia! I accept your invitation.”
“It’s excellent, Dusty. I’ll return to my tasks. Take care.”
Princess Celestia smiled at him and turned back, trotting light like a cloud. Her height, the long hair dancing in the air with the light colors of life in glamour, the white skin as snow and the light pink eyes are descriptions of a wonderful mare of many fairy tales that Dusty read a lot when was a small colt. He watched her turn the hall and sighed with a pinch of anxiety, imagining what so important must be the conversation with the Princess. Just imagining it, nervous, that he sweats a little.
Sighing alone, he returns to the library, closing the doors behind him and recovering his senses. That brown pony almost made the librarian pass shame before the Princess. If he found him coming back, maybe he would put him to sniff his musky hooves and lick to clean – if he was somepony naughty to do it. He shook his head to clean the dirty mind. Dusty is very shy to have courage to lay with a mare and it isn’t on his plans at the moment. Also, he's bad to notice if there are ponies looking at him, thinking him beautiful. Again, he imagines how he got this job thanks to Celestia. It’s hamming his head.
“The books… the books… I must find the books and show to her servants.”
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