Lucky_wurm: переводы

→“Thank you, Soggy Terrace.”

→Well, if that wasn’t the most loaded question in the universe. I glanced over at Balmy, but the teal pegasus made like he hadn’t passed the note at all. He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, and nodded toward the note.

→Are u okay? - BB

→“Uh, Threnody. Erm, well, technically Threnody Lily, but… Threnody is just fine,” I stammered, trying to not look too much of an idiot in front of the snow-white pega-goddess.

→“W-we’re not actually going to grab you, though. At least not, like, physically. That’d be rude! Just, um… maybe go by the canteen later for snacks?”

→“Come on!” she said. “We’re in classroom 204. It’s this way!” When I didn’t move, she moved behind me, and started pushing my clueless butt down the hallway.

→Puddle and I bid Bubblegum and Glitter goodbye as they headed into the ‘primary school wing,’ as labelled by the helpful sign in the Atrium. Puddle and I made our way up the stairs to the ‘high school section.’ Whatever the hell that was supposed to mean. I supposed that, because it was on the Stable’s second floor, it was higher than the ‘primary school?’

→I didn’t know what I expected when Rhiannon told me I’d be staying with her, but I sure didn’t expect her home to be so… homey. In stark contrast to Sandalwood’s minimalist order with little homey touches, Rhiannon’s home was covered in pillows, books, and blankets. I wasn’t sure where they came from, but it appeared that somepony in the Stable’s history or in their time trading with the wasteland had sheared some sort of animal to weave an extraordinarily soft carpet. It felt lovely on my hooves as I stepped into the older heartmender’s home.

→The crangstiest ever.

→Rhiannon waited me out, sitting down on the cool grass as I settled myself.

→She slowed, forcing me to walk next to her, which… felt so weird.

→I didn’t quite bolt out of my desk as Balmy quietly gathered his things. I wanted to just run out of the school, the Stable, and out into the wasteland, but… that wasn’t a good idea, and a small, sane part of me told me to wait for the nice colt who was damnably perceptive.

→“Yes, why don’t you do that. I’m sure that Miss Rhiannon will be around to collect her shortly. Thank you, Balmy. You and Threnody are dismissed.”

→I wasn’t sure what he meant by going, but if he was offering to get me out of here, I was going to cling to him like he was a life preserver. I nodded stiffly, hoping I hadn’t made a mistake.

→“Threnody?” Balmy whispered, drawing me out myself. “Do you need to go?”

→Okay, did I lose all my heartmending powers and gain the worst poker face on the planet? Or were all of the Stable ponies this perceptive? Damnit, even Puddle did this shit to me back in Fold! ARGH!

→“Well, theoretically it’s heartmending, but lately it seems to have shifted to being the Wasteland’s biggest fuckup who nearly got her friends killed,” I spat bitterly.

→Sour blushed slightly and looked toward the front of the classroom.

→In an instant, I felt incredibly alone. Puddle was beside me, but I didn’t know anyone else. I didn’t know their names, what they liked, or disliked. Was I even supposed to know these things? I knew how to be a heartmender, but… this felt weird. I normally had much more control over how I met creatures, but this was chaos! I had to act like I was just another pony. Or zebra. Or… whatever else my classmates would be. I was stuck in this hellvoid of Equestrian life, and I didn’t know where to fit at all.

→A somewhat bewildering array of ponies, cervyderians, zebras, and young buffalos milled about in the hallways that led to various classrooms. I knew that the Stable had a sizeable population, but there had to be at least a hundred creatures here, and it was just the kids!