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[hermarejesty]

WHO: Princess Celestia and Nick Fury
WHAT: Nick Fury meets his new roommate
WHERE: the Bins
WHEN: Backdated a while to when Celestia arrived
WARNINGS: ... magical pegasus unicorns

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[oneeyedeagle]

[Sometimes idly, Fury would wonder what life was like for people who didn't check the peephole and answer the door holding an M1911. Not seeing any spies or spooks, he yanked the door open and immediately wished he hadn't.]

...Prove you're not a hallucination, or an illusion sent by someone who wants to kill me. You have ten seconds. Go.

[hermarejesty]

[Celestia raised both eyebrows, but didn't retreat. She'd been prepared for the possibility of surprise or hostility, but this was really something else!]

[she laughs and shakes her head]

I know most of you aren't used to ponies, but I don't think I'm too much more unusual than a lot of the other people who live here!

[oneeyedeagle]

[This really, really isn't worth the battle. As much as he liked to think it wasn't happening, Nick had seen the weird-ass pony folks around the network and they seemed...ridiculous, almost unreal, but not bad.

He put his gun down on a nearby table, and rubbed the back of his neck with a sigh.]

Lemmie guess. Yer' my new roommate?

[hermarejesty]

[Celestia smiled.]

I am. I hope this isn't going to be a problem, but I'm sure it needn't be. My name is Celestia - what should I call you?

[oneeyedeagle]

I ain't really got hay or anything around, so hopefully y'can make due.

[It's fairly obvious that for all his political genius, looking after horses is not his expertise.]

Fury, Nicholas Fury -- ma'am. [the hesitation on "ma'am" is obvious.]

Just call me Nick.

[hermarejesty]

Of course, this is fine. It's a little less luxurious than what I'm used to, but I think I'll manage.

[she just]

[doesn't stop smiling]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Nick. I hope we can be friends.

[oneeyedeagle]

Yeah. I'm sure it'll be magical.

[All of the deadpan, princess. All of it.]

[Aaaand he goes for the whiskey without another word.]

[hermarejesty]

[Celestia laughs]

Of course it will be. Nothing is more magical than friendship.

[she totally means it.]

fashionably late over hurr~

[oneeyedeagle]

[That shot of whiskey feels magnificent.]

You must come from somewhere where that's true. I gotta admit my envy.

<3

[hermarejesty]

[Celestia magnanimously declines to comment on the whiskey.]

Hmm. I wonder if it's really true that people don't care so much about friendship here. Do you think you could tell me more?

[oneeyedeagle]

[Nick sighs heavily, sinking into a chair. He doesn't mind giving people reality checks - hell, that's half his job. But explaining all the evils of the world to shiny princesses...something felt wrong about it.]

Don't get me wrong, where I'm from is a lot like here. And as kids, most people learn the kinda lessons you preach, but...there's a lot a'people who don't.

And if ya think about it, all it takes is one guy who never learned to stick to virtue to make ten guys miserable.

[And the fact that Nick still isn't quite over talking to a pony princess.]

[hermarejesty]

Oh, of course we have people like that in Equestria. Not everybody can be nice all the time! [she smiles.] And some people can't be nice very much of the time at all, but everybody can benefit from friendship.

[oneeyedeagle]

[He...actually considers this for a moment. To be fair, talking pony princesses aren't as weird as Norse gods, angry green giants, or alien invasions.]

...well, I guess SHIELD wouldn't exist without it.

[hermarejesty]

[tilts her regal sparkly head to one side, just slightly - her majestic unicorn horn makes more dramatic headtilts impractical]

No? And what's SHIELD?