This is where I will be posting my works for the Chronicles Project I’m working hard to put together over the coming weeks. These will be following the Diary of Countess Sweet Bun, Canterlot Royal Baker turned Pacifist in the name of Harmony during “The Event”.
This initial post is of the first entry in the series with hopes to updated it regularly when I have the free time. Hope you all enjoy!
Edit: This is just my head-canon as to how I viewed the event in the context of an Equestria locked in a week long war between the sister’s opposing forces. Every story of this event, no matter how differing in event and telling, are valid and welcome in the Chronicle.
Note: Any OCs mentioned in these works belong to their creators and will be credited. Any OC mentioned can and will be removed at the request of the owner as soon as possible and those sections of story reworked.
War.That was the talk among some of the ranks of the Night Guard outside of Princess Luna’s chambers this evening. My delivery of her Highness’ evening spread, a collection of fresh fruits from the palace gardens and my own personal brand of baked delights, had gone about as normal as ever. A bow of courtesy, a few jokes cracked with her sly smile giving reserved chuckles in lieu of uproarious laughter, and a parting of ways. I never really cared too much for the talk among the ranks, even when I wore the armor of the Guard I found it to be not of my liking. Especially when they talked down about Celestia.But a talk of war? Where could they have heard that I wonder. Sure, some of them were a bit too eager to talk down about the Day Guard, and even some dreamt of a day when the Night would rule all. That was always just talk, fleeting hearsay at it’s worst. This time there was something in their tone that did not sit right with me. It wasn’t the normal tomfoolery and hoof bumps, it was in hushed whispers and with a darker bite to their words. Another cell had gone rogue maybe? It wasn’t uncommon but rarely resulted in more than swift quelling and fair justice. This just felt wrong to hear, like there was some truth in their words.But there can’t be truth in it, right? Why would war even be a question? Equestria has stood in peace for quite some time and nary a threat had shown it’s head in several years. The Crystal Kingdom was in good spirits as well if Cadance’s words were to be believed the last time we spoke, and they always are. Even Ponyville, that cursed little town that saw disasters on almost a weekly basis, had stood quiet for the last 5 or so years. So why the sudden talk of war and bloodshed?I think it is best not to think of it for now, likely nothing will ever come of hushed rumors spoken by guards who haven’t seen action in years. Poor things must be itching to pull the trigger of a gun once more or to charge headlong with spears into enemy hordes. It puts a sour taste in my mouth just to think of something so atrocious.For now, my leather bound friend, it’s time to think of happier times today. Celestia really wants to try that special muffin recipe she has been keeping secret from me for weeks. Maybe tomorrow will be the day I convince her to hoof it over. Maybe a bit of poison joke in mix at the next Royal Court meeting will be fitting if she doesn’t.
- The Diary of Countess Sweet Bun, Canterlot Royal Baker. Entry 164. Two Days Before The War.