"At least if I died out there I’d at least have a chance." I reply grimly.
"I refuse to die as some animal in a cage. I want a fighting chance. If it takes braving this cloud of abomination to get back home then so be it."
At last, my fear turned into confidence. My desperation turned into bravery and my dread turned into determination.
"I don’t want to leave you here, but I see you don’t want to accompany me."
*throws key looted from raider mess*
"It’s yours if you want it."
There I went out that door….but I couldn’t. No matter what I tried I couldn’t leave, not because of the hell that lies ahead but because what kind of pony would I be if I just left her?! What was I thinking? Some Element of Kindness I am.
*sigh* “I’m not leaving without you y’know.”
Princess Celestia gives a deep and heavy sigh before taking the key in her forehooves and giving it a deep and hard look. In the very short time since this other mare had been introduced into this very situation she had destroyed weeks of work, caused the death of another equine, and provoked the dead into rising from their impromptu graves. There was no doubt in Celestia’s mind that this pony was an absolute battering ram, the sort of mare that caused permanent damage to everything she touched through nothing more than blind ignorance and sheer zealotry. There was almost no conceivable way her affinity for rash actions would mesh well with Celestia’s strong sense of patience, and yet here she was insisting that Celestia join her.
Princess Celestia couldn’t really deny it any longer, she hated Velvet Remedy with a burning passion. She hated Velvet for her stubborn refusals to accept any plan that would take considerable time, she hated Velvet for the sheer self-enforced ignorance she displayed for the inner workings of her universe, and she hated Velvet for approaching every problem set before her like some sort of lifeless obstacle to be dominated. If the chaotic traits of bold refusal, willing ignorance, and objectifying everything could be so quickly utilized to define an individual, then it would be clear to Celestia that Velvet Remedy personified all of Discord’s worst traits.
Still, if The Solar Princess knew anything at all she understood that every single situation this mare touched would end badly for everyone involved, and it was with this unappealing knowledge that she decided to actually help this hopeless charity case of an Equine Being. Even if she died a thousand times, even if the world turned to ash, even if the sun itself died away, Princess Celestia was going to help Velvet Remedy become a better pony if it was the last thing she could ever do on this or any other earth.
Luckily, it’s not my Earth. My Earth is safely far and away from this mare’s negative influences.
"Alright , fine."
Celestia replied with determination as she stood up, rising to her forehooves with the key levitating in her magic before her.
"We’ll do it together, but after all of this is over you and I are going to have a very long and stern discussion about your actions here."