Trixie looked down at her card and scoffed at the label, ‘G9.’ “The Great and Powerful Trixie demands she gets a window seat!!”

“Trix, Trix, calm down. We can switch seats if you want?” Starlight suggested, handing Trixie her card that read ‘A7.’

The azure showmare quickly accepted the card, and handed her own to Starlight. “It’s a deal.”

“Ooh, ooh! Guys, I get to sit in ‘C5!’ Isn’t that the coolest!?” Silverstream shouted in glee.

Terramar waved his card in the air, a smile plastered on his beak. “Hey, we get to sit in the same row, sis!--”

Suddenly, the airplane’s speakers chimed an oddly familiar tune. As soon as the little song ended, the supposed captain exclaimed in a feminine voice, “Welcome aboard the Equestrian Airlines flight eight-seven-five! I am pleased to inform you all that we will take off in promptly five minutes.” She paused and added, “Why don’t you explore around here while the crew and I spruce up the plane, huh?”

Gallus shrugged and hopped out of his seat, which was labeled ‘H8.’ “Eh, might as well stretch before we get a week’s worth of leg cramps and jet lag.”

“Airplanes give us cramps?” Ocellus asked in a panic from the far back of the plane. “Why did no-creature tell me this!?”

Sunburst, who was also at the back of the plane inspecting the counters, patted the changeling’s back. “I think it was his attempt at a joke, Ocellus.”

Yona didn’t budge from her seat at all. “Even if griffon’s joke was false, Yona still won’t get leg cramps because yaks are best at not feeling pain!”

“...I knew you were going to say that,” muttered Gallus as he and Smolder explored the first class area, which was surprisingly empty.

“Must be a small flight,” Sandbar remarked from behind the griffon and dragon.

Gallus smirked. “Or maybe the tickets were too expensive for first class.--”

The airplane speakers chimed the annoyingly repetitive tune again. “Sorry to interrupt, passengers, but please take a seat, as we are ready for take-off!”

And so, everycreature rushed to their seats.

Ten Minutes Later...

The speakers chimed again. “We are now at a stable altitude of thirty thousand feet above sea level, passengers! Oh! Do you all smell that?”

Everycreature sniffed curiously, realizing something delicious was coming from the direction of the plane’s rear.

The captain clasped her hooves together. “That’s right! Our crew presents to you: free lunch! Enjoy!”

Two stallions trotted down the aisles, gently tossing seaweed-sandwiches to everycreature on-board.

“Seaweed!!” Silverstream squee’d with delight. “I love it.”

Smolder took one bite and spit it out on her napkin, sniffling slightly. “That does not taste good.” She looked behind her, which was where Ocellus was seated. “Hey, Ocellus? Uh.. what’s in this--” The dragon gestured to the sandwich. “--besides the seaweed?”

Ocellus took the sandwich in her magic and licked the untouched side carefully. “It’s a no-crust seaweed sandwich, and I’m pretty sure it’s seasoned with a mixture of sea salt and pollen.”

The dragon’s nose twitched. “..What type of pollen?”

“Uh.. it looks like dragon-sneeze pollen. Why?-” Ocellus gasped. “Oh. Oh.”

“That isn’t good,” mumbled Terramar.

Trixie frowned at the sight of Smolder’s eyes squinting while her nose continued to twitch. “The dragon’s sneezes will burn down the plane! We must find something to prevent her from sneezing!”

Silverstream raised her claw. “Hey, doesn’t Smolder always bring allergy pills with her?”

Starlight nodded. “I don’t know if that will work, but we can try, right?” She turned to the other passengers and cleared her throat. “Everycreature, search every storage cabinet for Smolder’s allergy pills! If we don’t find them.. then this place is going down!”

The passengers each nodded curtly, and began the search.

Sunburst checked a few large cabinets, but each of them were empty, save for Trixie’s magic supplies; Yona imitated a stepping stool so that Sandbar could reach one of the hard to reach cabinets, but only Silverstream and Starlight’s luggages were in there; Gallus, Silverstream, Ocellus, and Terramar were blazing through the lower compartments and found each of their own baggages plus Sunburst’s, but not Smolder’s; Starlight double checked the already-searched compartments just in case; and Trixie lazily searched through the rear end of the plane, until she saw-

“TRIXIE FOUND IT!” she screeched, blindly tossing it towards where Smolder was, but missed, accidentally bonking Ocellus on the forehead. “Oops.”

Smolder, whose left fingers were pinched on her nose so she couldn’t sneeze, opened the box with her free hand, and shoved the appropriate dose of allergy pills down her throat. After Smolder completed swallowing, she freed her nose and sighed in relief. “Thanks, guys.”

Yona saluted and walked towards her seat. “No problem, dragon friend! Yona and everycreature got your scaly dragon back!”

“Yeah!” added Silverstream while Ocellus and Gallus both nodded in confirmation.

An Hour Later...

As Sandbar was close to nodding off, those darned speakers chimed that annoying tune.

“Good night, passengers! We have one hour to go, so feel free to rest up and stretch your legs--” Suddenly, the airplane’s lights flickered out. “Oh my, it appears we’re having some trouble with our electrical tanks. Please stand by as we try to fix them!”

As soon as the speakers turned off, Trixie shrieked, “OH MY CELESTIA!!”

Gallus groaned. “What is it now?”

“T-there’s something on the right wing of that plane!” the azure unicorn shouted in fear.

Everycreature instantly rose out of their seats to check.

Indeed, the silhouette of a tall, noodle-like serpent-dragon was staring at them from the other side of the window. Its porportions were intended to be wacky, but it’s eyes were full of pure malice. It spoke calmly, “You won’t make it out alive, little creatures.” The creature then chuckled darkly as the airplane’s light flickered randomly.

Everycreature had barely stepped away from the window before Yona screamed, “SNAKES!!”

Sure enough, rattlesnakes were climbing up the airplane’s walls, ready to pounce on anycreature.

Silverstream smiled and walked towards the snakes. “Oh! Look at you cute little snakey wakeys!” she cooed. In response, the rattlesnakes’ tails rattled like their namesake and jumped at Silverstream. One bit Silverstream’s right wrist, and she winced in pain.

Terramar gasped. “Sis, no!”

The pink hippogriff kept her position on the floor just in case. “Wait, should I get up? I think the venom will get to my head quicker if I do that, right..?”

“I don’t think it works like that, Silverstream,” Ocellus muttered sadly.

Gallus’s face stayed unreadable as he stared at Silverstream and then glanced around the airplane. “Guys, I think one of the bathrooms are open. You should take cover there; I’ll go search the storage cabinets for some anti-venom.”

Each creature nodded and rushed for the open bathroom.

“Will you be alright, Gallus?” Sunburst asked as he opened the bathroom door.

Gallus curtly nodded as he lifted up Silverstream onto his back. “Just go, we’ll be fine. I promise.”

Terramar stopped in his tracks and locked his pleading eyes with Gallus’ surprisingly calm ones. “Be careful with Silverstream, alright?--”

“Come on, the snakes are going to get in here!” hissed Trixie as she used her magic to drag Terramar into the bathroom and shut the door.

Author's Notes:

Oooof.