Excuuuuuuuuuuuse ME Princess

"Well Hello there," I place the sunglasses on my forehead, "Surprised?"

"Who, and what are you?" Luna seem perplexed.

"I am Aoi Myoujin, At your service. Now as for What I am, depends on the context." Time to get all existential and stuff, "I am 1) the guy who just saved Canterlot from a dragon and 2) A wolf looking for supplies if you're offering." Luna then had a suspicious look in her eyes.

"Well, on account of your bravery, me and my sister would like to cordialy invite you to the castle in order to thank you properly," her suspicious look turned to a soft smile, 'NOT GOOD', "And aid you if we can on your travels.

"Thank you your majesty, but if you don't mind may I stay behind for a bit?" she nodded, as if understanding what was about to happen. Shame to leave a dragon just laying there... "Would you be so kind as to allow some of your guards to help move the body into the fields? Also, could you be so kind as to invite the Canterlot Orchestra?" She nodded, wrote a letter, then motioned to 150 guards, and we proceeded to carry the dragon towards the clearing where I first saw it. When finished, the guards had mixed feelings and curiosities on why I wanted this done. I stood at the dragon's head in order to project my voice unto the crowd. Octavia, the Canterlot Symphony orchestra, and Midas, resident pipist, accompanied me. The night sky was perfect, I passed out some sheet music for Octavia to perform, with a violin. She stared at me with questions, but all I simply said was, "Listen to what the music says to your soul, your hands will follow." She started to smile gently. I asked Midas to play "Bonny Portmare" as soon as I started speaking:

"All who are gathered here today, gather to remember the great dragon Strawberry Lily," named because she looked like one, "who was slain earlier today by my hand." this started to bring even more curiosity, "In her memory, I would like to say a few words:

For the one day you landed in the clearings of Canterlot, you saw me as sustanance,

Today I stand before you and see you as fallen comrade.

For there is always a tragedy when a life is lost.

Who knows, maybe a few days earlier, we could have met as friends.

I know not much of the ancient dragon tongue, but enough to wish you

farewell, Drem Sil Lok, 'peace to your soul of the sky'

For your body will decay, but your spirit lingers on.

Fly once again a voyage across the stars

raised by our fair Princess Luna. May your soul fly on the winds

made by this, a seranade to a moon filled sky." I nodded to Octavia and the Orchestra as there cue to play, the crowd watched as the melody washed over them. By this point everyone was in tears. The dragon's body suddenly disolved piece by piece like little fireflies into the air. Even Discord Shed a Tear.

"Never knew you of one who cared for life." Discord said almost chokingly, my head started to hurt again. I need more sleep...

Princess Luna and Princess Celestia both walked up to me, "You did a good thing here mister..." Celestia struggles with my name,

"Aoi."

"Oh I'm sorry, did I step on your toe?" She tried to see where her hoof was.

"No, My name is Aoi, A-O-I, you say it like Owie." I tried to hide back a smile.

"Oh... sorry, but I still want to thank you properly by saving Canterlot, It means a lot. If there's anything I can do..."

"Say no more, All I need are a few kegs of gunpowder, some power tools, and a few bits for my travels and I'll be on my way." trolololololz. All the items were given to me immediately. WOO!

"Hmm, I honestly have no idea where you're going with this... I like it." Discord Approved.

"Oh yeah, OCTAVIA!" I called after the grayish tan mare.

"Oh, hi. I wanted to thank you again, it seems the cello isn't my only best instrument." Octavia seemed a bit fluttered.

"No, thank you for attending, you played the piece very beautifully, so here's a thank you gift," I gave her a CD that I told her would help her with Vinyl Scratch, "Chaos and Order exist side by side separated by a single line, So it takes a lot of ingenuity to strike a balance between the two so that they can exist at the same time. Music is simply one of the mediums to execute that balance, order allows for Music's Beat and Rhythm, while chaos allows for Music's Mood and Tone, Think about it." My words seems to have clicked a light bulb in her head. She looked at me and nodded.

"Interesting viewpoint, makes sense, yet why balance?" Discord seemed bemused.

"Take my last performance on the Statue of Liberty, on any other day, it would have overstepped the bounds of chaos and tread into panic and mayhem because there would have been no drive, but on New Years Eve, people expect a rather 'explosive end of the year', the Order element, I mearly added the Chaos element, an explosive end that noone could predict, yet still could be enjoyed and appreciated. Hence Chaos is a fine cuisine only when served in compliment with an appetizer of Order. But there doesn't necessarily need to be Order to have Chaos, only a drive to do so. THAT'S what makes Chaos so enjoyable for me, I can change the balance." Discord ruminated on that thought.

"So what about my 'New Ponyville'?" Discord inqured.

"You're what now?"

"I had it all, nothing made sense at all and it didn't have to."

"There you've got it! It wasn't a requirement to make sense, so everything made sense. Chaos like that exists in it's own field, randomness, so there's no limit to chaos like that."

"Hmm, point taken. Well, the paparazzi are coming so better take cover." Wait what? I was soon surrounded by the Equestria Daily Press Team on my endeavor of killing a dragon. You'd think they'd have different kinds of news to report. I reach into my cloak and grab a smoke bomb, how I ever lived without hammerspace I'll never know. I dissappear from the crowd and take a little detour of the Castle.

Right when I make it into the castle, I bump into Princess Celestia.

"Oh, hello there, what brings you here? Nevermind, I actually had a question I wanted to ask you."

'NOT GOOD!'

"What may that be?" I didn't like where this is going.

"You said you were a wolf, strangely enough the last time I met a wolf was around 670 years ago, him being the last of his kind, how is it that you are here today?"

'SHIT! DUDE! THE POPOS ONTO ME!'

"Well do you want the truth or the David Caruso truth?" Please say latter.

"Is there a difference?" Little impatient if you ask me.

"Well then, it seems," nods to lower sunglasses, "too good to be true." CSI: Mareami Beyetch!

"You see, I got all up and magicked here in the search to kick ass and chew bubble gum. Problem was, I was all out of gum." I could've sworn she chuckled, "I seriously just woke up one morning with paws for digits and fur."

"You could be a diamond dog."

"A what now?"

"Canines that live in the far north that feed off of gemstones." to this I responded with an indifferent look on my face, pulling out a ruby, trying to bite down on it, and have it come out seemless as before.

"Pretty sure I'm not that."

"Well in anycase, we need to get you relocated somewhere, being that there are no records of your existence. How about... *shuffling through documents* Ponyville?" Talk about seren-fuckin-dipity.

"Sound like a place to tighten my roots, get down with some apple pies, etc. etc." She seemed kind of lacking in personality, or maybe because it was 4 AM in the morning and neither of us had any sleep, "When's the train coming?"

"No train, Infact. In about 2 seconds you'll be there." suddenly I felt a trap door open below me, and I fell into a tube like structure.

"OH WHAT THE-" the cannon fired...

"FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHK!"

"You have a nice trip now." Celestia waved as I soared through the air, stringing together long chains of obscenities. As I reached peak height Discord soon asked,

"Got a parachute?" He had the widest fucking grin I ever saw on a thing that was 2 fists in diameter. In response, I undid my cloak and used it as a parachute. The last thing I thought before falling was this:

"Who the fuck are you?! Gacha***?"

Question to be answered before I die: Who the hell is Gatcha***?

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Dear Princess Celestia,

It's Me, Aoi. I'm writing this to you while falling towards ponyville.

Where did you get the cannon and how much did it cost?

I learned that any type of fabric can double as a parachute, and Not to trust carpets with square indentations.

Sincerely,

The guy you just shot out of a cannon.

PS: SOOOO not going to be on the moon anytime soon.