You Should Relax [Dead]

[waxworks]

Canterlot, a city on the move, a city of excitement, upper class, and an overwhelming worry about self-image and perception that could cripple a lesser pony. Every day, from early in the morning to the wee hours of the evening the trendiest of the trendy, the most uppity of the upper class, the most visible of the ponies to be seen with, worked their designer horseshoes to the nub in an attempt to look like a pony in the know. It was a never ending whirlpool of glamor and glitz, and snobbery wasn't just the special of the day, it was an art that the entire city seemed wrapped up in.

Of course on the other side of that coin, was the militial sense of the city. You can't have the ruler of Equestria in residence without having a proper army on site to protect the various high-ranking ponies that often mingled among the well-to-do ponies of the city. Guards protecting the train stations, barracks for training new recruits for the day and night shift, security skilled in recognizing and diffusing a situation before it became a situation, and of course, the elite. The elite were the ponies that worked the castle, and would lay their lives on the line for Celestia, Luna, and those that fell under their purview. As the heart of Equestria, it was also a target for every enemy imaginable, and thus it required top notch security.

All of this, the glamor and the armor, meant stress.

Far, far too much stress. Ponies that woke up like clockwork every day, ponies that obsessed themselves raw looking in a mirror, tore themselves apart because they couldn't afford the newest fashion, wailed themselves silly if they got blanked in public, and beat themselves up for falling out of pace with the rest of their squad. It was like a heat-sink for ponies that could really use a good rest.

But luckily for Canterlot, salvation was arriving in a glorious ball of gold plummeting out of the sky, a glittering meteor that seemed to give off a faint whistling noise as it careened gloriously through the clouds before hitting a rooftop with a thud like a bag of wet oatmeal hitting a concrete abutment. The glorious golden orb seemed to ooze for a moment before it toppled off of the roof, hit a few awnings, and finally came to a rest among several bolts of fabric that had just moments ago been neatly stacked next to a high-end shop.

The fuzzy, golden ball remained motionless for a moment, attracting the attention of a few curious ponies, and one fashion-minded decorator who was wondering who would throw out such a sumptuous looking throw pillow, when a face appeared from its mass.

A small black beak and large green eyes casually blossomed with a yawn and a stretch, and moments later it unfurled itself to reveal an exceedingly plump and relaxed hippogriff. This occurrence completed, most of the momentarily distracted ponies resumed their busy schedules.

Tock regarded his surroundings with half-lidded concern. Such a hectic pace! Such rushing about! Surely if there was somewhere in all of Equestria he was needed, it was here.

With a soft, bellowing yawn he greeted the town, and smiled a plush smile, "hello Canterlot. I think it's time this city learned how to unwind."

Following this, the hippogriff made a slow, ambling course through the streets of the city in search of those in need of his help.

[Jadensong]

"So much to do, yet so little time to do it."

A young unicorn muttered to herself, trotting down the busy street of Canterlot a look of annoyance on her face. Another busy day in the high class city, yet nothing is ever short on fame and fashion. Everypony had to look like a movie star or something just to be noticed, even some buying clothes each and everyday. Ponies trotting with their heads high in the air, trying to look like they are important while looking down on others. It could make any pony wonder why other ponies would even live here. Yet through all the stress, some could make a living without getting caught up in the stressful tide.

The young unicorn was one of those ponies, more focused on training and learning then fashion. In fact she never even bothers with it and prefers a more calm way of going about things. Her dark brown fur however, earned her quite a few stares from high classed ponies and often she could her a few whispers as well. She couldn't help but stop in place and glance at the two ponies she just pasted moments ago, their converstion aimed at the misfortune of the non-rich. Her light blue eyes narrowed a bit and sighed. Too many ponies think that way here and while looking around the mass of ponies who moved about, her eyes spotted something out of place.

The young unicorn blinked, seeing something golden move through the crowd of ponies and couldn't help but open her mouth a bit. Her annoyance she once had on her face was now shock and she couldn't stop staring at the hippogriff. "What is...that?" She spoke to herself, trying to get herself together while still looking at him. She couldn't figure out what he was, which made her feel even more clueless about it. Sighing softly, she shook her head and smiled. "No use standing here wondering who he is unless you talk to them." She spoke calmly under her breath, looking around again at the groups of ponies moving by before trotting toward the hippogriff herself. Though, her trotting quickly stopped however due to another pony nearly running into her. The other mare seemed in too much of a hurry and glared at her as if it was her fault. "Watch it!" The mare spoke in a harsh tone before continuing her trot down one of the streets. Jaden huffed and quickly turned to call out after the other mare, only to stop with a shake of her head. "Nope, not gonna get mad." She simply said out loud, still looking down the street the mare trotted off to and chuckled.

[waxworks]

The heaping serving of hippogriff seemed blissfully unaware that he was being tailed by a unicorn. Of course, he seemed blissfully unaware of most things, as he made his wobbling, shuffling way down the street. It was odd, for a creature that seemed ready to nod off at any moment he had a quite smooth trot to him, like a cloud of dandelion seeds that had decided to all follow the same gust at the same time.

He had just made his way past a particularly fashionable shop when a cane swung out in front of his beak, and he slowly collided with it as a marshmallow in cocoa might collide with a spoon.

"WELL HELLO THERE GOOD SIR," came an enthusiastic voice from an enthusiastic unicorn in an enthusiastic suit, "you seem to have wandered to my fine fashion emporium, and might I saw sir that It Behooves You is your one stop shop for the most fashionable fixings in every acre of Equestria! And YOU sir, look like you're in dire need of a charming chapeau, a capable cap, a somber sombrero!"

Pillow Tock took a slow moment to regard the unicorn that was leaning on a cane and beaming a smile at him so brightly that deer might be entranced in it. With a wobble he smiled and replied with a soft voice that sounded like a chorus of bees buzzing gently, "oh my... I don't wear hats... they put too much pressure on the brain."

Although Tock did rather like the sound of a somber sombrero, he'd heard of places in Equestria where they had fancy new ways to sleep called siestas, but at the moment he wasn't shopping for such a thing. The unicorn seemed unswayed, continuing on his pitch.

"Not my hats, finest round things around, they range from snug as a bug to loose as a goose and don't you just want to have a looksee into my store?"

This was absolutely exhausting, thought Tock. He'd hardly been on his journey for several minutes and he'd already found a pony wound up like an eight-day clock. While he considered what to do, he issued forth a yawn of such entrancing, low harmony that the dust on the ground seemed to vibrate as though it was attempting to get itself more comfortable. The unicorn blinked for a moment and then, though making a valiant effort, yawned in kind. Pillow smiled sleepily at him, as the first step to proper relaxation was deep breathing, but it seemed as though this unicorn was in more need of sleep than he first suspected.

A moment after the powerful yawn had shook through him, the unicorn swayed slightly, muttered something about a discount on socks, reached for the hippogriff, and collapsed entirely upon him, his face burying itself into the soft, golden combination of feathers and fur with a hearty whump.

Pillow now found himself being used as his namesake, and very much pinned to the ground by a suddenly sleeping unicorn.

"Oh dear..."

[Jadensong]

The young unicorn continued to stare down the street that the other unicorn trotted to, her mind slightly wandering a bit as ponies moved around her. A few passing stallions in fancy suits glanced at the dark brown mare in slight confusion before shaking their heads and moving on. After what felt like an hour, Jaden sighed at last and turned her attention to her curious golden dot. Only to widen her light blue eyes in realization that the hippogriff she was following disappeared. Her face soon went from shocked to slightly annoyed, letting out a huff before quickly breaking into a fast trot of her own.

"Great. How am I going to find it now?" Jaden Song mumbled to herself, glancing left and right for any sign of something golden. Her ears twitching slightly as the voices of ponies traveled throughout the streets of Canterlot, dowsing any hope of silence. The gem around her neck swaying back and fourth as she continued her pace, passing by shops that were busy as always. Ponies selling wears from jewelry to furniture, while others were simple cafes that served tea and cookies. One shop as Jaden Song barely glanced at was a pawn shop that could sell and buy items for a curtain price. Though to the young unicorn, it was just another place to ripoff somepony's hard earn work. As she continued to move through the crowds of ponies, her eyes couldn't help narrow at the thought of losing something so out of place in such a high end city. Not that she didn't mind a bit of adventure in it all, it was just annoying to not know who it was. On top of that, Canterlot was huge and with crowds like this, would only make looking for the hippogiff that much harder.

The young unicorn finally slowed her trot, the look of pure annoyance marking her face with her dark green-tipped ears folded back. "How can I lose it, I mean really?" Jaden asked herself in slight frustration, her calm nature slowly giving way to anger and disappointment. Her thoughts about the mare from earlier soon surfaced again, her trotting slowing to a complete stop near a corner and next to the side of another shop. It was because of that mare that Jaden's attention was drawn elsewhere and made her lose track of the hippogriff. It was the mare's fault and now the young unicorn could no longer find it. A frown formed on her muzzle, Jaden's eyes scanning over the many ponies that trotted about and soon let out a long sigh. "No. its not her fault." she spoke softly, her voice barely hear able. If she payed more attention to where she was going, then none of that would never happen. Her gaze fell to the concrete ground for a moment, thinking of what to do next. She could continue to look for the hippogriff or she could end it here and head to do what she was going to do in the beginning. 


Before she could confirm on her answer however, a thud sound reached her ears and the once sad expression on her face, suddenly switched to alertness. Jaden Song's ears twitched, her stance was as if she was a stone statue standing straight and her gaze holding curiosity in them. Another sound soon followed that was low but a bit troubled as well. A voice that sounded like bees and that was oddly calming to hear, said all that she needed to know. Now forgetting that she was sad and annoyed just moments ago, Jaden returned to her normal self as somepony needed her help. Not wasting anytime, the young unicorn broke into a short gallop around the corner and spotted the one in need not far from it. In front of a fasion shop she just so happened to stop beside, laied a very asleep unicorn stallion that was sleeping on a golden hippogriff. She wasted little time as she began to figure out what happened, stopping before the two with a look of concern in her eyes.


-So, I'm gonna guess that this pony here was overworking himself and fell asleep on this poor guy, becoming a pillow for his nap.- Jaden thought, her gaze glancing at the unicorn's suit which seemed a bit on the colorful side and sighed before looking to Pillow with a frown. "Are you alright? Here, let me get him off you." She spoke calmly, glancing around a bit as she began to notice a few ponies stare in confustion. The young unicorn however ignored it and begin to gently nudge the unicorn's shoulder with one fore-hoof. "Sir. I'm gonna have to ask you to get up. Your sleeping on somepony that would rather go on with their day. Sir!" Jaden spoke sternly, her voice rising bit toward the end of her words. She was so focused on doing her duty that she didn't even notice that this was the same hippogriff she was looking for.

[waxworks]

"Oh my," came a soft gentle buzzing sound from somewhere under the still-snoring unicorn, a small warm voice that seemed to be echoing up through the fluffy pile of fur and feathers that was currently being used as a mattress, "please try your best not to wake him."

A moment later and a small shiny, black beak worked its way forward and with some effort a pair of inviting green eyes appeared on the pillow as well. With a sleepy and somewhat unbothered expression the plump little hippogriff regarded the young unicorn. He smiled gently.

"Don't worry, this happens a lot," said Tock with a cheerful, somber tone. One of his small, chocolate-colored claws reached out and gently touched Jaden's hoof, "I think it's best we try to leave him sleeping somehow... although I suppose-"

The warm embrace of the sleeping unicorn had had quite an effect on Tock, his eyelids fluttering low and his smile zipping along his beak as he seemed to be sleeping back off into a warm sleep, issuing something like a mixture of a purr and a low steady chirping sound. His claw still holding Jaden's hoof, he began muttering happily in between his small snoring sounds, "it's best to let him sleep, but if watermelon scrub him somewhere else so I can continue on my washbasin Wednesday, I'd appreciate it."

For all of this strange murmuring, the unicorn merchant was still in a deep, blissful state of sleep, and seemed to tighten his grip on his new favorite pillow.

[Jadensong]

Jaden Song stopped her poking as she heard a voice, quiet yet gentle and couldn't help but blink a few times. "Why not?", she said in a low tone with her right-hoof still raised up. A moment later, she noiced movement from the corner of her eye and turned her head to see what it was. To her surprise, she saw who was under the unicorn merchant as two green eyes were revealed as well a shiny black beak.

He seemed to be relaxed, despite what was going on and to Jaden, looked even sleepy himself. Even more so that she had never noticed that he was a griffon as well. But then why did he ask not to wake the unicorn up? Why was he so relaxed about all this? And most of all, who was he? These questions and more seem to flood the young mare's mind, more so that she didn't even notice a small claw reach out and gently grab her raised hoof. This caused her to snap out of her train of thought and recoil abit, but didn't back away.

Jaden didn't quite catch what Tock had first said, since she was caught up in her thoughts but was able to catch the end of his words. Well, part of the end. Her head tilted to one side as she raised a brow in question, noicing the hippogriff suddenly start to doze off to sleep. "Great." She muttered, glancing at the small claw that was still on her right-hoof and with a roll of her light blue eyes, lowered it to the ground. Her ears flicked once as she heard him speak again, though his muttering words left her a bit confused. "Watermelon Scrub? Somewhere? What do you mean by that?" Jaden questioned the hippogriff, while glancing around to see at least two ponies still watching them and shook her head.

[waxworks]

"Oh," buzzed Pillow softly, "sorry, I tend to talk in my sleep, and that tends to come and go."

He politely released her hoof, and tucked his claw back in, resuming his more rounded appearance. His green eyes slowly scanned around their surroundings sleepily, as it seemed having a sleeping stallion's face buried in your back was quite the sleep-aid in and of itself. After a moment Pillow released a soft chirp and pointed towards a bag of socks nearby that had apparently been part of a mix and match sale at the sleeping stallion's shop.

"I think that could be just what we need," he cooed, trying to reach for it himself and failing, being quite stuck in place. His plush little face peered up at Jaden, appealing for help. "If you could help me pry up his head slightly, and we could push that little bag underneath, then he might get a new favorite pillow out of the deal, aside from me."

Tock seemed terribly pleased with this plan, as he fluffed himself up a little from his spot wedged under the sleeping pony. Truth be told, it was rather nice and warm where he was, and he almost hated to leave, but then if he stayed here all day then he was almost certain some other pony in need of his services would wind up going without, and that simply wouldn't do. He sighed gently, waiting for some assistance before he remembered something.

"Oh, my name is Pillow, by the way," he said, trying not to associate his name with the situation he happened to be stuck in, "Pillow Tock. Who might you be?"

[Jadensong]

Jaden nodded her head once, raising one eyebrow as Pillow spoke again and smiled a bit. "Oh, well that's ok." She spoke softly, turning her gaze back to the crowd of ponies moving about. Aside from the two ponies who have now moved on, most of them continued to trot around with their heads up high or with their eyes half closed. One male unicorn was even galloping by and from the look of his bag, was late for something. Shrugging her shoulders a bit, her attention snapped back to the hippogriff as she heard a soft chirp.

-Need to stop doing that.- She thought, shaking her head as she heard the hippogriff talking and trying to reach out for something, only to fail. Jaden looked toward the bag of socks, then back to Pillow and nodded when he asked for help. "Sure, give me a moment." She answered, scanning the area around them for anything that can help pry the sleeping gray unicorn's head.

Not a moment later, her eyes spotted a cane on the ground and a smile dawned her face. "That will work." The young unicorn spoke, her voice slightly low as her horn lit up with a light blue aura. Soon she hovered the cane over to her and with a slight nod, begin to gently place the cane under the head of the gray unicorn. As she begin to use the cane to lift his head, Jaden glanced at Pillow as he introduced himself and couldn't help but think back to the thought she had in the beginning of this.

-Well, that is amusing.- She thought briefly, chuckling in her mind. Lowing her ears back as she lifted the unicorn's head a bit, she nodded again. "My name is Jaden Song, Cadet in training." Jaden spoke simply, her ears lifted and turned her attention to the bag of socks. "Can you reach it now, Pillow?" she asked, since he wasn't able to reach it the first time.

[waxworks]

With the sleeping shopkeeper now being pried up with his own discarded cane, Pillow now felt slightly (albeit on his own extremely minute scale of such) more awake. His little claws reached out for the bag of socks and with Jaden's added assistance was now able to hook a clawtip into it, pulling it towards him. Now, delicately, gingerly, ever so subtly, he began to waddle himself backwards while sliding the bag of socks into his previous place. If this had been adapted to a big-budget film, this sequence would've invariably involved a golden idol being exchanged for a bag of socks, and with a massive boulder rolling after the intrepid adventurer. Pillow blinked as this struck him as somewhat similar to a Daring Do book he'd fallen asleep while reading.

No matter.

He waddled himself out backwards, his little rear hooves clinking against the street as he finally managed to free himself, and the unicorn merchant flumped gently into the bag of socks and resumed a sound sleep.

Pillow sighed happily. He was free, and the merchant was still soundly sleeping. It was so tranquil a scene that he almost nodded off again before realizing that he'd completely forgotten to thank the helpful pony that extricated him from his plight.

"Ah! Oh, Jaden Song, thank you very much for helping me." He smiled a wide, fluffy smile at her, his face looking something like a happy, deflated pumpkin. The name had such a nice, melodic tone to it that it was relaxing him back to his-

Cadet? Training?

"Wait, a cadet?" He racked his feathery brain and realized that here in Canterlot that could mean only one thing. Royal Guard work. High stress. He'd never seen a more intensely stressful job in his life than when he gazed at a field of pony guards marching in unison back and forth, back and forth, all day, all night. His eyes fixed on Jaden Song with tremendous sympathy. "Oh my dear, you must be absolutely exhausted! But don't worry, don't worry about a thing. You see my name is Pillow Tock... did I already say that? My name is Pillow Tock, and it is my mission in life to relieve the stress that has all of Equestria in its poor, exhausted grip!"

[Jadensong]

Jaden song smiled has she saw the Half griffon/half pony grab the bag of socks and returned her focus to the task at hoof. It wasn't really that hard to lift the head of the gray unicorn's head with the cane, but she would rather focus on keeping control on how much magic she used. After all, she wasn't strong enough yet and she had a long way to go. Yet as Pillow freed himself from the stallion, she felt a slight surge of pride and couldn't help but grin a bit more. Yet with this, she slowly began to lower the unicorn's head and soon gently pulled the cane away.

Yup, she did her job and it felt good to help some po-eh some griffon in need? -What is Pillow anyway?- Jaden thought, placing the cane next to gray unicorn's head with her magic before stopping the spell. Twitching her ears slightly, she turned toward Pillow with her head slightly tilted to one side. Pillow did look like a griffon. Feathers, beak, claws and wings were griffon like. But yet he also looked like part pony? -So...how?- She wondered, blinking once as a look of curiously shown in her eyes. Still she was happy to know that Pillow was now out of a problem and that enough made her happy. Yet that question still bugged her. Smiling again, she waved her right fore-hoof once before speaking. "Your welcome, Pillow. Glad to help out."


Yet when pillow spoke the word cadet, the young unicorn tilted her head slightly to the left. "Yes I am a cadet." She answered, her voice echoing her slight confusion.

What pillow said next however, made her blink in shock. How could she be exhausted? Grant it, she has been running around for quite a bit doing errands but that was at her own pace. Well, more or less. And his mission? To relieve stress from all of Equestria? -How in the Equestria is he going to do that?- Jaden thought, shock clearly still on her face. -And in Caterlot of all places?!- The young unicorn shook her head a bit, folding her ears back before calming herself down. -Relax. You just met somepony new and right now being confused is the last thing you need to do.- She told herself, taking a glance at the still sleeping gray unicorn next to her before sighing.

"Ok." She began, now more at ease. "Pillow Tock, Is it? If I may ask, please explain what you mean by 'Relieve the stress of all of Equestria'?" Taking another glance at the sleeping pony, Jaden raised her hoof and gestured to him. "Does it have something to do with why he is asleep now?"

[CornishDeityz]

Cirrus Sparks viewed all of the going-ons from her first balcony window.
The rather high strung pegasus had been observing the busy streets of Canterlot, notebook in hoof, looking for something to inspire her next work of verse, as her deadline was that very week. Not a very social pony, Ciri usually shunned the busy streets of Canterlot, as her white, modestly-clad pelt stood out in the colorful patchwork of high fashion ponies. No, she enjoyed being the watcher, not the watched, but the swarming mass of tense ponies were doing nothing to settle her mood at the moment.

However, a soft yellow speck caught the attention of her amber eyes. Some... thing was breaking the pattern of anxious scurrying and hoity-toity strutting. It moved at a pleasurably smooth gait, a rarity amongst these ponies, and even the sight of- wait, was that a hippogriff?- was enough to relax her visibly.

"Hmm..." Cirrus mused. "It's like a raindrop, leisurely sliding down a window-pane while the storm rages near... No, wait- like a tear! No, it's anything but that. Argh... She snatched a quill in her mouth and flew over to the scene, hoping to get a closer look at her new short-term goal: Squeeze a poem from this hippogriff. While hovering as closely as she could, ignoring the curious glances, Cirrus noted that an exceedingly annoying business-pony had fallen asleep, something that she wish she had these past few nights. As she flapped quietly overhead to look at the scene the hippogriff had created, the excited mare leaned a little too closely, and was jostled. To her horror, Cirrus was only a few seconds away from crashing into her relaxed inspiration and his unicorn companion.

[waxworks]

"My meaning is," said Pillow, scratching at his cheek with a rear hoof somewhat ineffectually, "that coursing through all of Equestria is this terrible feeling of... well just look around you."

He nodded his fuzzy, golden head towards the unending stream of ponies surging in either direction, holding themselves as though they'd break, noses held high, every little aspect of their manner and gait perfectly under control to affect their outward appearance.

"How overwrought, how sad, how tired they must all be! But I think I can cause a little lull with a bit of my own special skills," he yawned, stretching his wings and wiggling his rump slightly. "And as a cadet, you are my first-"

For the second time in a day, Pillow found himself being used as his namesake. It had to be said, his parents must've been somewhat prescient in their naming of him. With the sound of a bag of foam packing peanuts being hit by a sack of pudding, a pegasus seemed to drop out of the air directly onto the hippogriff, who went flat at the impact after uttering the tiniest of 'awk' sounds.

"Oh my," said the hippogriff, peering out from under one of the pegasus' wings, "you see, Miss Song? It's even worse than I thought, ponies here are so exhausted that the pegasus ponies are plummeting right out of the sky. This poor pony here was very lucky that I make for a fair landing spot..."

He wiggled slightly, once again pinned under a pony, looking to Jaden, "I hate to bother you again but..."

[Jadensong]

Jaden song flicked her ears, nodding slightly while listening to Pillow explain and couldn't help but chuckle nervously as she turn her gaze to crowd of ponies. She had to admit that he had a point. Canterlot was always very uptight, ponies not once giving an inch in the way they moved or talked. Always on the move or always trying to seem 'up to par' with everything they do. It was true, that most ponies here do need a break from it all or at least relax for once.

-One pony at a time I guess.- Jaden thought, turning her gaze back to the hippogriff while giving a small smile at his mention of his own special skills. Though she also lifted her right fore-hoof, covering her muzzle to avoid letting out a laugh at his yawning. -He's quite funny.- Jaden chuckled in her mind, lowering her hoof slightly before glancing up just a second before her eyes went wide.

Once again, the surprises of Canterlot never seems to cease and once more, the hippogriff she helped out of trouble was now in trouble again. Jaden's hoof was still raised, her light blue eyes wide in shock and with her mouth opened a bit. A pegasus had fallen onto Pillow and from a glance, must have lost control during flight. -What the heck?- Jaden thought, still trying to find her voice after that and regain her composure. Though it took her at least a few minutes to blink twice and a few more just to snap out of it. Shaking her head a bit, the young unicorn's gaze spotted Pillow peering under one of the pegasus's wings and soon face-hoofed herself from his words.

"No kidding." Jaden sighed, her voice more toward relief then annoyance and lowered her hoof back to the ground. It was better the pegasus landing on somepony then on hard ground or in a window. -Or into a roof of a shop, getting hurt or...- She shivered slightly at the thought, choosing not to finish it.

Flicking her left ear, her focus switched to the pegasus as Pillow asked for help and she quickly moved to the pegasus with a short nod. From a glance, it was a white pegasus mare with a blue mane and tail. But as she began to look her over for injuries, Jaden noticed her pelt was just a lighter light blue. Still unsure but keeping calm, the young unicorn gently nudged the pegasus on the shoulder a few times with her left fore-hoof.

"Hey. Are you ok, Miss?" Jaden asked, her voice now a bit worried. She took a step back, before holding out the same hoof with a calming smile. "It's a good thing my friend was here to break your fall." She added, her eyes darting to Pillow briefly.

[CornishDeityz]

Cirrus squeezed her eyes shut and braced herself for impact, knowing full well that she wasn't coordinated enough to stop. As if falling from the sky in a huge bundle of legs and wings wasn't enough, bad luck dictated she would fall onto somepony. Or somehippogriff, in this case. 
*OOOF*
Cirrus slowly opened one eye, then the other. Groaning softly to herself, she lifted her head off the hard cobblestones, then winced. "Well, that's one thing to cross off the 'Intact' list." she thought dryly. However, after doing a routine check of the rest of her body, she seemed surprisingly well-off for dropping from the air at 20 feet. Not counting her head of course, which still felt like that hippogriff should, having been used as a pillow...

Oh no. Bracing herself for the worst, she moved her head slightly to check on the reason she was spared great injury. Ciri relaxed when a fluffy head poked out from beneath her wing, then blinked as she realized what was going on. She, Cirrus Sparks, was practically snuggling with a hippogriff, after the events in which she had crashed from the sky on top of the said hippogriff. After the events of which she had been practically stalking the said hippogriff. After the events of which-


A cautious hoof prodding her back stopped her panicked train of thought. A female voice came after, to which she replied "U-uh yeah, I'm fine." Accepting the hoof the mare gave her, Cirrus pulled herself to her hooves and pulled herself together. Flicking her head so her blue mane went back into place, she put her attention to the unicorn who helped her up. "Thanks," Ciri said, flashing an uneasy smile. "I hope your friend wasn't hurt either. My name's Cirrus, but just call me Ciri." Glancing at the papers scattered around the area, she gasped. Her most important drafts, her ideas, her notes had spilled from the saddlebags, and some had already been trodden on. Lunging toward the mess, Ciri started picking up, then blushed. "I don't suppose it would be too much trouble to help me again?" she asked hopefully, looking back at the brown and green mare.

(Edit: I forgot to change the colors. Oops >.<)

[waxworks]

After the pegasus had been removed from his being, the little hippogriff stretched himself slightly. After a moment of this his depressed and matted fur and feathers seemed to fluff back out on their own, very much in the same way that freshly baked bread will return to its shape if you press a finger into it. Tock cast a wary glance at the sky, as being landed on twice already had made him worry that the ponies inhabiting Canterlot were so thoroughly exhausted that just the sight of a soft, pillow-like object would make them careen towards him for a power nap.

"I'm quite fine miss Ciri," cooed Pillow, his chubby body wrapped in thick down and fluff satisfactory for absorbing quite an amount of impact. It had come in handy as the golden hippogriff had a bad habit of falling asleep mid-flight and impacting whatever happened to be in his path. Of course properly landing had always seemed too much of a hassle to him, so really this unconscious method of returning to the ground was preferred. "But you must've been absolutely exhausted to drop out of the sky like that."

A piece of paper slipped past his beak, borne on a gentle breeze. He blinked lazily at it, opened his beak, and made a small attempt to nip the errant sheet as it nimbly slipped away from him and continued to rustle across the pavement. Pillow Tock regarded it with some slight contempt.

As he waddled after it, he wagged a claw back towards his new friend, "er, this young mare's name is Jaden Song, and I'm Pillow Tock and er-"

He stumbled as another sheet fluttered past him, and the brief thought that he might have to work up a sweat crossed the plump hippogriff's mind. "Goodness but there are a lot of these," he buzzed, finally managing to grab two of them with a claw. He let one of his half-veiled eyes scan across it as he made a paltry attempt to grab another, "ah... ah! Good meter, fine rhythm, oh I do like these. Jaden Song! You'd do well to read some of this stuff, it's terribly... relaxing..."