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A Chronicle of Choices

by Gylden Glor

Chapter 67: Immunity

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"Oh, my! That's amazing! I'm so happy for you two!"

Rainbow Dash smiled, looking down at her belly, chuckling as Pinkie Pie exploded in a fit of happiness.

"This is amazing! Oh my gosh, I can't wait to throw a party for you two!"

Peter chuckled, ignoring the odd feeling in his stomach.

"Neither can I. I can't wait to see what kind of party you'd throw."

He winced in pain. It felt as though someone had dumped a grenade in his stomach...

"Uh, Peter? Are you okay?"

Peter smiled, rubbing his stomach in an attempt to relieve the pain.

"Yeah, I'm fi-"

Just then, he fell into a coughing fit, his esophagus convulsing as bile and food were forced out of his stomach.

He clamped his mouth shut in an attempt to retain the horrid solution. However, another cough wracked his body, and he barely managed to turn away from the table as he emptied his stomach on the mahogany floor.

Swaying slightly, Peter held a hand to his head, his doubled vision sending his mind debilitating input.

The world spun, and he blacked out, sweating profusely and panting.


Meanwhile

Celestia nodded, and Ditzy Doo simply shook her head once more.

"This...this is...ugh! I wish I could warn Drøm Mester..."

Celestia nodded once more. She knew that if war was truly declared, innumerable Skygger would flood into the Realm of Dreams once more...

"Speaking of, the team successfully took down fifty Skygger recently. At least they can hold back the tides of war. However, all levies fall..."

Celestia nodded, cycling through how to prevent war...

"For the griffons, we could declare diplomatic immunity from the Diamond Dogs...if we gave them that right, the possibility of them joining us against the Diamond Dogs would increase drastically, as it would show that we have no real qualms with them...however, for the Diamond Dogs...Lycarieous Lupae is a vicious hound, and if Discord has won Trixie and Silmare over, I'm afraid that war is inevitable in this case..."

Ditzy Doo sighed.

"The inevitability is evident, I must admit. However, the griffons would look for a repayment..."

Celestia nodded. Land was something that she could easily grant. However, certain things weren't as easy...

"Also, we have the Elements to worry about...if this war becomes reality, I'm afraid that-"

She was cut off as a wisp of smoke entered the room, glowing with power. It stopped in front of Celestia, and materialized into a scroll, with rather hurried writing scrawled on its surface.

Celestia read it aloud, her mind both there and elsewhere as the issues at hoof weighed heavily on her mind.

"'Dear Princess Celestia,

"'I have amazing news, and horrible news.

"'The amazing news is that, after I accidentally turned Peter into a pony for six hours, he impregnated Rainbow Dash. They're getting married!

"'However, there is rather horrible, and more important, news.

"'First off, is that last night, after the beer, we lost Rarity, in Pinkie Pie's mane.

"'We got her out, but she was badly hurt. She is stable now, but in very bad condition.

"'Also, something I hadn't anticipated occurred.

"'Peter is not immune to pony diseases. He's come down with a severe case of Pegasus Flu, which I assume he got from Rainbow Dash.

"'Anyway, he's vomiting, passing out, and his temperature has sky rocketed.

"'I don't want to worry Rainbow Dash, but, if we don't get him to a doctor within the next two days...

"He may not make it.

"'I have to go. He just threw up again, and I need to stabilize his blood pH, before he goes into cardiac arrest.

"'Sincerely,'" the text grew almost illegible at this point, showing evident rush. However, Celestia did not need to decipher the writing to know what it said.

"Twilight Sparkle..."

She looked up to Ditzy Doo, whose grey face had adopted a pale shade.

"Celestia, if he dies...everything is lost. He needs to get to a doctor, now."

"Yes, but how!?"

Celestia wracked her mind for a solution. And then, she found it.

She furiously scribbled a few words on a piece of parchment, and sent the letter, too preoccupied to personally visit the pony it was intended for...

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