Anon and the Seaponies

 

>Finally, spring break

>You've save up enough money, convinced your parents and bought your plane tickets

>Ha ha, time for Hawaii

>You've been soaking up the sun, sipping fruity drinks and participating in some of the local customs

>Life is good

>You've been hearing rumors about a secret beach somewhere on the island, and today you have decided to search for it based on some clues

>When you do find it, it just turns out to be a horribly rocky beach with all sorts of seagulls and other wild life

>Okay.jpg

>You might as well enjoy it, because why not

>Head out to a somewhat clear area, pitch your umbrella and blanket and get out your gear

>Sunscreen: check

>Goggles and snorkel: check

>Swimming Trunks: Double check

>Head out into the water, it's nice and warm

>Do some snorkeling like a boss

 

>There's hardly anything around here aside from the errant fish or seaweed

>Sigh and decide to swim back

>Realize how far away you are. . .and that you aren't getting any closer to the shore

>Panic.jpg

>Swim with all your might, making little to no headway

>Suddenly, you are sucked underwater by a fierce undertow

>Going down, down, down into the water

>Eventually the water pressure, fatigue and lack of air gets to you

>You black out, still going down

 

>Some time later, you feel the warmth of the sun, and the grit of the sand

>And water in your lungs

>Your eyes snap open and you turn and cough, spewing water everywhere

>You blink, realizing you are alive when by all accounts you should be dead

>You look around, and notice you are on a small island

>It's like those ones you see in cartoons with just one coconut tree surrounded by sand, it's a bit bigger than that

>There's around 10 trees or so, and some grass

>You rub your eyes and something stops them

>Oh, your goggles are still on

>And your snorkel

>Well that's not so bad, you suppose

>Take them off and rub your eyes, sighing

>Well, what now?

 

>You size up the island and realize it's big enough to walk around in half an hour or so

>Time seems to be fleeting from you in this place

>There's not a whole lot of wild life, and thankfully no bugs, and the trees should provide you with enough shade to rest under

>You aren't horribly hungry and with food just a stones throw away (literally) you decide to take a look in the water

>You see some bubbles near the shelf

>You swim closer, making sure not to go too far out and get swept away by the current again

>Find the source of the bubbles

 

>You blink a few times at what you see

>Ok, so a sea pony version of Pinkie Pie is beaming at you, holding out a cake that has candles that are SOMEHOW lit underwater

>This is probably heaven

>But if sea ponies are here, it's probably the other place

>Go up for air, and she's not too far behind

>'Hi!' She chirps, holding the cake up

>Despite it being underwater, it looks fresh out of the oven

>'My name is Seakie Pie and I made this cake just for you! All the other sea ponies were scared of you, but you can't be all bad is Sealestia decided to save you! What were you doing in the middle of the ocean anyway?'

>Oh god the puns

'I. . .uh. . .can you come to the shore with me? I'm still tired and it's sort of hard to keep afloat.'

>'Okie dokie lokie!'

>You swim back to shore, the sea pone following you

 

>Sitting in the shallow water, the cake on the shore behind you, resting on your goggles a bit so the sand doesn't get in it

>Have a quick chat with Pin- er, Seakie Pie

>She's just as chatty as her land counterpart

>You pass the time with some idle conversation, eventually remembering you need something to get those coconuts down

>You'll ration the cake as much as possible, and the coconuts should have water in them

>Mention to Seakie you need a rock or something, and she agrees, heading out to the water and disappearing beneath the wave

>Head back to shore and take a bite of the cake

>Oh my god it's so salty

>You almost gag on the taste, deciding to REALLY ration it now

>Seakie comes back with a rock, and you take it from her

>She asks how the cake is, sea . . .seeing how you took a bit of it

>You say it tastes. . .unique. Never had anything like it before

>She giggles and thanks you, and says she has to go throw a part for Twilight Sprinkle, who probably wants to meet you too

>She says if you ever need help, just say the magic words

>Shoo be doo, shoo shoo be doo

>She disappears, for good this time

 

>Rock in hand, you face your foe, the coconut tree

>Your aim is true, your cause is just

>Roll a dexterity check to hit coconut

>-Woosh!-

>You close your eyes, hoping to hear the sweet sound of stone on wood

>-Sploosh!-

>That is not the sound you wanted

>You sigh and get your rock fro mthe water, contuning to throw the rock until you get one of the coconuts down

>You walk over and see it's bigger than your head

>This is accpetable

>You crack it open and drink the coconut juice/water/milk within

>It's incredibly bitter and odd, but thirst is the best seasoning

or something like that

>You save some of it for later, splitting it in half and pouring the milk in one half and consuming the meat of the other

>You now have a half coconut shell

>Invigorated, you spend the rest of the day and eventually have a lovely bunch of coconuts

>You hardly realize it's getting dark when you are done

>You gather them all up and place them in a pile within the shade of the trees, and then get the cake, your goggles and your snorkle

>You lay down on the slightly grassy area under the palm trees

>It's a bit uncomfortable, but it'll do

>You close your eyes, and sleep comes easily