[FFML] [MLP] [Tales from the barman] [Xover] [AU] [Complete] A Glimmer of Starlight - Prologue and also Chapter 01

[Weiss Schnee]

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Summary: Starlight's having a reeeeeally bad week. While trying to find the 
mop storage room, she walks into another door in Twilight's Castle. And 
winds up in an interdimensional bar. Crossover with the 'Tales from the 
Barman' over on Twisting the Hellmouth. 
https://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-19941/Methos+Tales+from+the+barman+Part+II.htm . 
Chapter 108. It's a very good series, I like. Enjoy!^_^

AN01: You can also find this on 
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/444302/a-glimmer-of-starlight



A Glimmer of Starlight

by

Ariel Schnee



Prologue



Starlight was having a very bad day. The newly discovered nation of the 
caribou, the Caribou Enclave, had sent an ambassador and his team to 
Equestria to see about a trade treaty.

Now you might be wondering, "What's so bad about that? Isn't that a 
[b]good[/b] thing? Equestria could always use some more friends." Well, 
normally yes. However these caribou were... rude.

"Hey wench!" yelled out their ambassador. "Bring more wine! Move it, ya 
stupid female!"

They were male-supremacist [b]JERKS[/b]!

"Here's your wine, Honored Ambassador." said Starlight, as she served them 
their wine.

"Hahaha!" said the ambassador, Dainn. "Ah, more wine. At least you are good 
for something, eh wench?"

'Grin and bear it.' thought Starlight. 'It's only for a few more days. Don't 
give in to the urge to kill them all painfully.'

Starlight's grin almost slipped as she felt one of their hands on her right 
flank.

"The wench also has very good flanks!" exclaimed one of Dainn's... staff 
while laughing.

"Ha!" agreed Dainn. "Yes, she does. Some very fine flanks on that cunt." he 
said, while letting loose an enormous belch that sounded SO LOUD.

"Bring us more food, ya walking pussy container!" yelled Dainn.

It was all Starlight could do just to keep the grin plastered on her face, 
and not commit very bloody murder.

"Right away oh Most Honored Ambassador Dainn Sir." Starlight said with very 
fake politeness.

She brought them their food.

"Good wench!" yelled Dainn.

Starlight then yelped as she felt a hand slap her rear.

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" laughed Dainn as he withdrew his hand from where he 
fondled her.

Starlight's right eye started twitching almost uncontrollably.

Starlight then excused herself saying "I need to mop the floors now."

Starlight then quickly left for the mop storage room. Because she did need a 
mop. To mop the floor where one Dainn's staff [b]HAD PISSED ON IT[/b]!

Starlight was so angry, she didn't watch where she was going. She walked 
right past the door she was seeking, and onto another one. This unknown door 
opened into...



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Chapter 01



It was a normal night at Night's. Xander was polishing the bar when the 
Closet suddenly pinged. He looked up as... something walked out.

Xander saw what came out, and then did a double take. And stared. It was 
pinkish. Sorta.

The 'something' looked at him. Then around the room. Then at him once again. 
It blinked. Then it, no... she, murmured to herself "This isn't the mop 
storage room. I keep getting lost. This castle is too big."

Then she looked at him and asked "Where am I?"

Xander smiled at her and said "You're in my bar. This is Night's. And I'm 
Xander."

She blinked, and then smiled. "This is a [b]bar[/b]?" she asked in joy.

"Yeah." answered Xander. "Seems like you could use a drink."

"Oh could I ever!" she exclaimed in happiness. "With the week I've been 
having? Oh yes!"

"Tough week?" he asked.

"You have no idea." she said waving an... appendage at him.

Then she looked sad.

Xander looked at her, wondering why she was sad.

She saw his look. "I have no money." she explained.

Xander nodded. Then he said, "Something of a tradition. You tell a story, 
sometimes leave a small memento, and the drink's on the house."

She perked back up at that. "Oh have I got a story for you. Have I ever."

"Cool." said Xander. Then he looked at her. "I'm not sure how you'll get up 
on this stool though."

She just smirked, and flew up onto the stool.

"That works." said Xander, amazed at her abilities.

"Give me the strongest stuff you've got." she said.

"This stuff's pretty strong now." said Xander giving her a glass and bottle 
of Klingon Blood Wine.

She drank the glass, and her eyes went wide. She blinked. Then she smiled 
and said "Oh yeah! This is just what I need! Good stuff!"

She poured another glass from the bottle.

She then started telling her story. A story of a lonely childhood, except 
for one friend. A friend who had left her when he found his calling in life. 
How this had caused her much bitterness. How she grew up hating her people's 
'magical destinies'. How she had been determined to find a way to remove 
them. How she did... horrible things to get rid of these 'destinies'. Of how 
she had been stopped by a band of heroes. Of how she had escaped into some 
caves, and then plotted her revenge. How she had torn time itself in an 
attempt to change history. How she had been stopped, and then offered a 
chance for redemption. Of how she had taken it. Of how her life had turned 
out better for taking that chance offered her. Of how she, and some others, 
had saved their kingdom from invasion. And of this last hectic week she had 
been having of working very hard. Of how she had had to deal with foreign 
diplomats. Diplomats who were arrogant male supremacists who thought that 
ordering her to get their coffee because she was female, talking down to her 
badly, and copping a feel were things that were their "male rights". How she 
was so close to just snapping and murdering the whole lot of them if she 
didn't get some stress relief.

"I hate the fucking damn Caribou!" she exclaimed drunkenly. "I hate their 
grabby lecherous guards! I hate their patriarchal, arrogant, condescending 
Ambassador Dainn!"

"You sound like you need some time off." said Xander. "I've got a spare 
room. You can stay here for awhile. While you unwind. No strings attached."

She looked thoughtful. "I'd like that." she finally said. "Yeah, I really 
would now."

"Come on." said Xander. "I'll show you to your room."

She nodded, and flew off the stool. Then she looked thoughtful. She 
levitated her hair clip into his hand.

"Here." she said. "For your wall."

Xander nodded and said "Thanks." He placed the hair clip on the wall.

"By the way." he said. "I never got your name."

"Oh." she said, as she drunkenly followed him up the stairs to her new room. 
"It's Starlight. Starlight Glimmer."



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