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Alden MacManx
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Alternate Universe,Adventure,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Northbound and Down!
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For 2018, the Voyager is assigned to head north of Saint Louis, to see what's there.
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<p>The <i>Mississippi Voyager</i>'s mission for 2018 is to explore north of Saint Louis along the Mississippi, to see who's there. Radio contact with a group further north led to the tasking. What will they find along the way?</p><p>Made it to Popular Stories list 7-24-24. Now, how did I manage that?</p>
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everyone
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2024-08-06T22:02:51+00:00
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2024-08-06T22:02:51+00:00
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The two dogs with the rifles fired their RPG’s at the same time. They immediately proved their lack of skill with them, as one completely missed while the other did not hit the ship square, glancing off the top of the cabin block before detonating, fortunately missing the chicken coop and the weapons emplacement.
“Use the smaller grenades, not the big rockets, you morons!” the dog with the bullhorn screamed at the others. The dog with the cart dug out two smaller baseball-sized green spheres with stems.
Before the two rifle dogs could reload, Howard answered the question he posed earlier. “GET STUFFED!” he shouted into the mic as he triggered a three-round burst from the grenade launcher. The shout got the dog's attention. They watched the grenades arc up, then down to detonate one, two, three not thirty feet from them. The concussions bowled them all over, weapons flying away from them.
Howard didn’t hesitate. Over crystals, he ordered Aaron to go up to the rooftop gun placement, Jim and Lucien to go outside aft and immobilize/anesthetize the dogs, and Ruth to take a pistol from the armory and go out forward to cover.
Aaron got into the gun emplacement and swung the fifty-cal M2 over and down to point at the dogs as Howard got back on the microphone. “Now, fellows and gals, we have us a job to do farther upriver. If His Majesty the King wants to have a conference on our way back down river, we’ll be plum tickled to chat with him. Queen Marie Laveau would be right displeased if you damage her ship. Topside, keep them covered until we get out of range. Later, all!” he said as he mentally gave Arnie the order to open the north doors to the lock. Once they were through, the lock party was hurriedly brought aboard and the ship made best speed north.
Howard ordered all hooves and paws to a meeting in the Lounge, leaving Carroll and Esther in Control and Paige as Lookout. Once there, Lucien reported that he hit the dogs with a sleep spell while Jim moved the cart to the lock, dumping the grenades into the water.
“That’s from behind, but we’re not clear yet. Who knows what this ‘King of Keokuk’ has at his disposal? Here’s my tentative plans.
“We will remain at battle stations until we get to Nauvoo, Illinois. That’s about ten miles from here. There, we’ll remain alert for a day, keeping a watch out from all sides. Stephanie, I want you and Becky to get on the computers. I want you to send a preliminary report to the WSU in Rotterdam as to what just happened. Next, I need all contact information with the folk in Davenport. I was going to do that later, but now we’ll need to find out what they know about this ‘King of Keokuk’. Cicely, Ruth, I want one of you on watch at all times on the stern deck, watching. This is a barge, not a warship. We’re not fast, but we are armed. If they come after us, we need warning. You two are the stern warning system. Trade off if you want.
“We should be in Nauvoo within two hours. Once there, hopefully I’ll have some better information. If I have not mentioned you, normal routine until things change. Dismissed.” Howard concluded before going to the coffee bar for a mug. The two girls went right to the main shipboard computer, which is in one corner of the Lounge. Most everyone had laptops, tablets and whatnot, but the main one had the best outside links. Cicely and Ruth went aft, as did the engineering team. After pouring not one, but three mugs, he put them on a tray and went to the bridge.
Howard barely had time to pass out the coffee mugs when Paige reported in via crystal. “Captain, I see a motorboat pulling out from a pier ahead. One being aboard, a pony. Not a pegasus. It’s steering for us. Orders?”
Howard picked up the bridge binoculars and scanned the river ahead. A small recreational motor boat was heading for the ship, a pony driving, closing distance, a small rooster tail forming behind the motor boat as the driver applied power. “Esther, activate forward gun mount and train weapons on the incoming target. Weapons cold, but looking that way.”
“On it, Captain,” Esther said as she manned the weapons control station. She powered up the cameras and guns, aiming the M2 and grenade launchers at the boat, which quickly closed the gap.
When the boat was about a hundred yards off, Howard picked up the loudspeaker mic. “Okay, you, cut power! Let us come to you! You are in our weapons sights and right now, we’re not very happy!” he said firmly.
The boat driver (a unicorn, as it turned out), immediately cut power, letting the motor boat drift. The driver waved some, apparently miming wanting to tie up alongside. “Paige, see what the driver wants,” Howard ordered.
“On it, Cap!” Paige replied, swooping down to the motor boat.
“Request permission to come aboard!” shouted the driver once Paige was within shouting distance.
“Permission granted! Do you have something to tie up with?” Paige shouted back, relaying from the Captain.
“Yeah!” the unicorn replied as its horn lit up with an orange glow. A rope that was lying on the bottom of the boat lifted up as it was smoothly brought alongside, then it snaked its way through a ring on the small boat and around a stanchion on the bigger barge, knotting itself firmly. Once that chore was done, the unicorn shut the small boat’s motor off and scrambled aboard the Voyager.
“Hi! I’m Marian Atherton, electrical engineer out of Bettendorf, Iowa. Thanks for getting me out of there!” the yellow and white unicorn with a dull orange mane and tail and bright orange horn said. “That King can be crazy!”
Paige landed carefully on the deck. “I’m Paige Olsen, from Davenport. Captain Crane will want to speak with you. Care for some coffee?”
“I won’t say no to that! Let’s get inside!” Marian agreed, following Paige into the Lounge.
Inside, Paige and Marian were met by Jason, who was carrying a tray with two mugs, one with Paige’s preferred tea and one of coffee. Marian took the coffee and sipped. Her eyes widened at the taste- it was hot, good and the way she liked it. “How did he know?” Marian wondered as Paige led her to a table, where some small pastries waited on a plate.
“Just roll with it. I’ve been aboard since Saint Louis, and it’s just the way he is. I’m glad for it,” Paige said in dry tones as she sat down.
“We have a couple of good cooks at the Arsenal, but nobody inspired. We tend to take turns, but those of us with essential infrastructure tasks are exempt. Myself and two others keep the power going,” Marian explained as she took a seat.
“Just how many ponies are at the Quad Cities, Miz Atherton?” Captain Crane asked, coming up to the table and sitting down across from Paige and Marian. “I’m Howard Crane, Captain of the Mississippi Voyager.”
“Thirty-seven when I was last there, and how did you know my name?” Marian asked, startled.
Both Howard and Paige tapped the gems around their necks, his a diamond, hers a sapphire. “These allow us to communicate telepathically, Miz Atherton. I was also watching as Miz Olsen rendezvoused with you. Just what were you doing in the motorboat, if I may ask?” Howard asked casually.
“Getting the hell out of Keokuk!” Marian shouted. “That King is a dangerous freak of nature! He lied to the Mayor to get me down there to get the power plant working and would not let me go! I’ve been there since the end of January!”
“Dangerous freak of nature? What do you mean by that?” Howard asked.
“He’s a creature that is a split personality writ large. When calm, he’s nice, polite and charming. When mad, things around him burn. His army is a bunch of thuggish mutts, and most of the rest are just too scared of the King to do anything other than their assigned jobs!” Marian said, allowing herself to rant some about the conditions in Keokuk.
Howard sipped from his coffee. “Just how many thuggish mutts are in the King’s army?” he asked.
“Five. One is his bodyguard, and the other four handle threats. When the four went after you, I made tracks to the yacht club and stole a boat to meet you. I was supposed to go back to Davenport at the end of February, but I was held prisoner!” Marian ranted.
“How did you get to Keokuk?” Paige asked.
“The King came up to Davenport when he heard we had electric capability restored, and asked for someone to come down and restart theirs. I drew the high card, so I went down with the King and his crew. It was only supposed to be a month, but he refused to let me head back!”
“Just how did he know Davenport has power?” Howard asked.
Marian had a piece of pastry and some coffee before answering. “Last fall, we had a hippogriff come through the Quad Cities from upstream. She said she wanted to get to Saint Louis, so she didn’t stay. We already had power back then. She left around the tail end of October, and the King arrived in mid-January. I don’t know what he dickered with the Mayor for my services, but I went back with him to Keokuk. Fortunately, it didn’t take much at all to get the power back up, just some lubing and a breaker lineup. Needed someone who knew what the hell to do, and that someone was me. I’ll be damned if I’ll go back, for sure!”
“What do you know about the World Seafarer’s Union and the Kingdom of Louisianne?” Howard asked before biting into a beignet.
“Just what we hear over the radio at night. There’s only three working satphones, and none of us have the skill to get a computer up and running. The Mayor I know has phoned in to Rotterdam. You do have a Louisianne rep on board, right?” Marian asked in return.
“That we do. Plenty of time to talk to her. She’s watching behind us, in case Keokuk pursues us,” Howard told the visiting unicorn.
“They won’t. I took the only operating motor boat. He only has two flyers that can, and they won’t go far. A pegasus and a griffon, and they are both rather scared of the King. When he gets fiery, I can’t blame them,” Marian said, calming down some.
“Would you like the opportunity to call your Mayor and fill him or her in on what’s going on, and we’ll be bringing you back in a few days?” Howard offered.
Marian smiled brightly, orange sparkles running up and down her horn. “I would like that very much, Captain! Before or after lunch?”
“How about after? We plan on pulling over up in Nauvoo to compare notes. We’ll have lunch then, then we’ll go up to my office and call your Mayor. Before that, I’ll have to get on the phone with the WSU and tell them to go radio-silent on our encounter with Keokuk. Do they listen in down there?” Howard asked.
Marian nodded. “That they do, especially at night. It’s the only real link they have to the outside. If they knew you were passing near, that word didn’t get to me. I’m either watching over the electrics or in my prison suite.”
Marian then blinked. “Oh, if I may ask, when we stop in Nauvoo, may I go to the Temple there? I want to get a copy or two of the Book, and look around some.”
“I see no reason why not. I’ll give you a little escort, just so you won’t have many surprises,” Howard agreed. “I’ll be a bit busy, but I can scare up a couple of crewfolk who would not mind a walk.”
Captain’s Diary, April 4th, 2018 0900 hours
“Currently at anchor in Burlington, Iowa. Arrived last night, after putting a supply stash at Old Fort Madison. We’re going to leave one here, after some scavenging to fill a supply stash for here. We could use stores we have aboard, but we have time to go out and look. Fort Madison, we had one ready, so we just pulled up and used our forklift to place it.
“No sign of pursuit from Keokuk. We remained at alert for a day, keeping a watch out while in Nauvoo, but there was no disturbance. Marian got her desired tour of Nauvoo, with Lucien, Stephanie and Becky as escorts. She managed to find several copies of the Book of Mormon, which pleased her. Stephanie found a trinket at one of the sites that intrigued her, a small sculpture of Moroni with his trumpet in brass. Becky found some souvenirs as well.
“The goal for today is to get through Lock and Dam 18 and make it to Oquawka (he had to spell it out for the voicewriter), Illinois before nightfall. There’s a grain elevator there that we can check out. We’ve got two empty cargo containers, and if there’s anything good at the elevator, we’ll take some. That and a chance to refuel. Next good place won’t be until Muscatine, Iowa, and I don’t want to have to push matters that far. The river port here at Burlington, well, somehow got burned out, so no fuel here.
“Now, to see what today brings. End diary entry.” Howard said before shutting off the voice-to-type function and reading the paragraphs.
“Captain! Incoming from the north!” was heard through the doorway to the bridge, said by the Second Officer, Harry Bell.
Howard strode onto the bridge. Ahead was a dot that resolved into an approaching griffon, heading straight for the Voyager. He went out the bridge door to take wing and intercept.
The griffon was clearly exhausted, struggling to maintain headway. “This the Voyager?” she panted.
“Yes, it is. What’s wrong?” Howard asked as he flew alongside the griffon, going for the fore deck, where there was more room for a bad landing.
“Quad Cities under attack. Force from Keokuk. QC forces at Arsenal. King rampaging outside,” the griffon managed to say before landing hard on the Voyager and going still, plainly too tired to move.
“All unicorns to the fore deck! Lucien, medical emergency! Get out here! We got trouble ahead!” Howard sent over the crystal circuit as he checked over the griffon the best he knew how.
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David Silver
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562249
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Applejack,Big Macintosh,Rainbow Dash,Sugar Belle,Drama,Romance,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Sex
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Missing Just One Thing
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They got along more with each passing day. It's only natural they started thinking about a future. But two mares just don't make foals. There had to be a way around that. Rainbow hears AJ's complaints and begins cooking up a solution.
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<p>They got along more with each passing day. It's only natural they started thinking about a future. But two mares just don't make foals. There had to be a way around that. Rainbow hears AJ's complaints and begins cooking up a solution.</p><p>Done for a patron(<a href="/user/479295/Caladis" rel="nofollow">Caladis</a>), starting a once a month updating!</p>
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2024-07-25T02:20:48+00:00
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2024-07-25T02:20:48+00:00
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Applejack slammed her hooves back against the tree, knocking every apple free in a sheet of fruit, the perfect harvest. They plummeted down into a row of buckets lined up perfectly beneath, where they thudded loudly into place.
Applejack took off her hat and wiped her brow. "I am on fiiiiiire today!" She smiled, her southern drawl crisp and loud. She trotted along the length of her family's orchard, inspecting her fine crop of apples. She looked up just in time for a pony to zip in at her.
"Hey AJ!" Rainbow waved even as she landed. "You about done? Need any help? I've got some time if you want."
"Not a one of them left up there! I've just gotta buck a few more trees and I'm all set!" Applejack grinned.
Rainbow smirked back. "Then you can count on me to set it up so you can knock it down." Before AJ could respond, Rainbow was gone, and back again with empty buckets. With a trail of a rainbow, she deposited them under the next tree. "Ta da!"
Applejack just rolled her eyes. "Alright, Dash. Thanks fer the help."
"Hey, no prob! When ya don't have much of anything else to do, ya tend to be generous with your time!" She clicked her tongue with a dramatic wink. Her multicolored mane blew gently in the wind, shimmering with its own little rainbows. "Besides, I want to hang out with my fave farm mare, so she has to get done with her chores."
The two working together brought in the last of the ready trees, stocking apple barrels high in the barn. Applejack nodded approvingly at their harvest. "Lookin' good! We'll have plenty to sell to all of Equestria. Plenty to fill our own bellies. And plenty fer cider!" She grinned widely.
"I call first cup!" Rainbow smiled, hooves rubbing together eagerly.
Applejack was surprised to hear that. "Well I wouldn't dream of cutting ya outta that, sugarcube." She turned to Rainbow. "Now, you were sayin' ya wanted to be here when ah wasn't so busy. Well, we're done now. What'd you want 'xactly?"
"Yeah, see... um..." Rainbow cleared her throat dramatically, doing a half circle in the air before hovering near Applejack. "Soooo, I figured, we haven't just hung out." She landed beside Applejack. "Just mare to mare." She put a wing over Applejack. "As friends." She waggled her brows with additional unspoken meanings.
Applejack pushed her hat down firmly and gave Rainbow a leery glance. "A'ight. We can do that." She started walking to her family's house, but felt Rainbow's wing pushing her away. "What?" She turned back to Rainbow. "You had somewhere else in mind?"
Rainbow Dash snorted and pointed up. "Up there." She grinned, giving a coy wink. "C'mon, you'll love it."
Applejack peered into the sky. "Well, ya see, only one of us happens to be a pegasus." She tossed her head at Rainbow. "That's you. We earth ponies usually prefer to keep our hooves on the ground, ya know?"
"That's where you're wrong, my little pony." Rainbow smirked. "I've already got it taken care of."
As Applejack continued to look upwards, Rainbow wrapped her forelegs around Applejack, keeping a hind leg hooked around her flank and wings beating furiously.
"Ack! Rainbow! What are ya-" Applejack could barely protest as they shot into the sky.
Rainbow leaned in, kissing Applejack's startled face. "Just trust me. I'd never let you go, ever. You know that, right? Now, you can watch, or you can keep your eyes closed." She grinned. "I know which one I'd prefer..." She chuckled again as she pressed her lips to Applejack's neck.
Applejack shivered at the touch. Though she was quite shocked at first, Rainbow's firm grip had her relaxing. "Ah do trust you." She nuzzled back at Rainbow. "Jus' be careful, kindly. Ah'm in your hooves, literal-like."
"Mmm," Rainbow mused against Applejack's cheek, blowing a soft wisp of breath. "A very rare opportunity..."
Before Applejack could retort, Rainbow kissed her on the mouth, deepening it as she carried her into the sky. Applejack found herself getting caught up in the moment, softly moaning back at Rainbow's attentions. Her eyes fluttered shut, and soon she found herself smiling and responding, giving over to Rainbow's strange impulse.
When she had the chance, Applejack let out a breathless laugh. "Ah swear, sugarcube, This is, mmm, fun. But also kinda scary." She touched noses with Rainbow Dash. "Ya know ah love ya, right?"
Rainbow pressed another kiss to Applejack's cheek. "Yeah. I do. You make me feel like I'm soaring. And it's not just when we're flying." She smirked playfully. "Speakin' ah that though, it's been a long time, when are we gonna get serious? We should be shouting at every pony! Why aren't we—"
Applejack got a hoof in Rainbow's mouth. "Shhh." As if there were any other ponies near them so far in the sky. "We ain't gettin' hitched."
"Why not?" Rainbow scowled at Applejack. "You like me. I like you. We get along. We hang out, like, all the time! It makes sense! And it's not just that." She smiled, pressing a soft kiss to AJ's cheek. "I love you too. So much. We have fun together."
Applejack relaxed into the affection, hugging Rainbow gently. "Yeah, yeah... But we're mares. Ain't got nothin' 'gainst that." She colored with memories of past times. "We've worked around how, um, that. But there ain't no foals in it."
Rainbow Dash pouted as they soared up into the sky. "Yeah? So? A lot of ponies get married and never have foals! Some can't!" She scowled, muttering under her breath. "Plus foals suck."
Applejack frowned at that. "Foals are the work a pony does fer the next generation! Granny would be real sore with me if ah didn't do mah part. A family without foals? Means ah'm lettin' down the whole Apple clan!" She stroked Rainbow's mane gently. "Ah mean, ah'm sorry you ain't keen on 'em, but ah am. And you should respect that."
"I... I do." Rainbow said softly. "I just thought... we'd be so good together." She huffed with rising irritation. "Okay! Just... I'll figure this out." She started to lower towards the ground, carrying Applejack along. "Just promise me, if I make a foal happen, we're getting married. We'll raise that foal so hard! Together!"
Applejack smiled sadly. "You don't make foals happen. Ya need a stallion fer that."
Rainbow opened her mouth to argue, but realized what Applejack meant. Her wings froze mid-beat and she tumbled through the air.
"Rainbow!" Applejack screamed, clinging onto Rainbow Dash's falling body.
Rainbow straightened out into a swoop, dropping Applejack gently to the ground. "Sorry. But promise! If I don't make it happen, then you're off scot-free, but if I do! If I do! Then we're getting together." She thrust a hoof towards Applejack expectantly.
Applejack sighed and nodded. "Sure thing, sugarcube. Ah'll let ya try whatever." She reached a hoof out to touch Rainbow's outstretched one. "But ah promise. If you can get me knocked up, we're makin' it official."
Rainbow inclined her head. "Technically, you just asked for a foal. We're both mares."
Applejack blinked at that. "What? But you—" Rainbow was already gone in a streak. "Dang it." She shook her head as she turned back for her homestead. "That mare. She's goin' so fast she don't care where she ends up."
Rainbow sped away from Sweet Apple Acres, her target the smartest, nerdiest, has-the-most-bookiest pony she knew.
"How do you make a foal?"
Twilight Sparkle gave Rainbow Dash a perplexed look. "Well, when a stallion and a mare love—MMMPH!" She clamped her mouth shut with magic as Rainbow laid a hoof over it.
"Not literally! I mean, if you have two mares, can a foal happen?" Rainbow waved her free hoof wildly. "Just asking for a friend."
Twilight turned up her nose at Rainbow's hoof, but was still silent, thoughtful. "Well, every living creature needs to reproduce to carry on its species. I suppose ponies are no different." She flinched at Rainbow's cross look. "Right, two females. Hm." She crossed her arms. "No. Females only produce eggs. Eggs do not become foals without sperm. That's just how that works. Unless one of those females were to somehow produce sperm, this cannot proceed." She tapped at her chin. "Technically... No, no! No."
Rainbow raised a brow high. "Tell me more?"
"No, no, no. It's a crazy idea. Never been tried before. The odds are tremendously small, and would require harvesting eggs. Getting viable eggs from a mare is extremely difficult! And then you'd have to do things with them, and then get them back into place. This is an incredibly complicated process that would face a tremendous failure chance. No, you'd be better off involving a stallion." She inclined her head at Rainbow. "Who's curious, by the way?"
"Uh, Fluttershy," Rainbow Dash lied without hesitation. "Thanks for the info!" She bolted off again, leaving Twilight standing there bewildered.
Rainbow Dash soared over Ponyville, kicking up clouds in her wake as she considered all the options. She needed a stallion. The stallion would have to— She colored with the thought of that, a stallion covering Applejack or herself. A strange rush of feelings and memories swam in her head, making her stomach turn.
She landed outside Sugarcube Corner, taking a moment to collect herself. There was only one pony she knew who might be able to do this with minimum trouble. Well, maybe a few, but one felt like a sure bet. She nodded to herself. He was a family pony, he'd understand making Apples.
It would be perfect!
"What would be perfect?" Pinkie leaned in with a big smile.
Rainbow Dash yelped. "Nothing!" She turned and poked at Pinkie. "You can't ask me what nothing is! It's noooooooothing!"
Pinkie just laughed at Rainbow's pushing. "You're so silly, Dash. Did you come for a snack?" She waved at Sugarcube Corner. "It's late in the day, but they're still yummy-licious!"
Rainbow couldn't help smiling at Pinkie's exuberance. "Thanks, but I'm here for someone else. Do you know where Big Mac is?"
"Oh! Yeah, I saw him helping out in Carrot Top's field!" Pinkie pointed the way. "He's so nice!"
"Yeah, that's why I'm looking for him." Rainbow took off again, leaving Pinkie behind with her boundless smile.
Rainbow zipped around town, and soon came across the massive red stallion tilling fields. "Mac! Hey!"
Big Mac looked up as Rainbow came in for a landing. "Ayup?" He looked Rainbow over a moment. "Mm?" He could tell something was up with her.
Rainbow put on her best smile. "I was hoping to talk to you, privately. You might be able to save Applejack's entire life!"
Big Mac blinked at that. "Howdja figure?"
Rainbow began walking and gestured for him to follow. "C'mon, lemme explain." Once she felt like they were sufficiently out of earshot, she turned to him. "It's about family. You know family. You respect family, right?"
"Ayup."
"Applejack wants a foal." Rainbow watched Big Mac for his reaction.
Big Mac tipped his head slightly. "Uh-huh." He seemed to be waiting for more.
"And... well... She can't get one without you." Rainbow coughed into her hoof.
Big Mac scowled at Rainbow. "Nope." He thudded Rainbow right in the chest with a hoof. "Thought you were better than that. Ain't interested in mah own sister."
"I don't mean that!" Rainbow scurried to cut off his escape. "That's not what I'm asking! See, she wants to have a foal, but, uh, two mares can't do that. She needs a stallion." She smiled sheepishly at him. "I'm a mare. You're a stallion. Mare and stallion, right? You know the math."
Big Mac blinked, struck dumb a moment. "Ya know ah'm married, right?"
Rainbow applied a hoof to her face. "I'm not asking you to cheat, just help your sister have a foal." She fell back at his withering stare. "Not like that! With me."
"That's still cheatin'." He folded his forelegs. "Not even considerin' how hurt Sugar Belle'd be if she found out. Applejack doesn't need my help to get her with foal. If it's meant to happen, it'll happen."
Rainbow snorted at that. "It's up to us to make it happen, big guy. Look, I'm not trying to get you in any trouble with Sugar Belle. Why don't we go ask her? Like I said, this isn't for fun. We do what needs to happen, get a foal, the end."
Big Mac gritted his teeth. "Ya don't ask yer wife for permission to go around knockin' mares up!"
Rainbow looked confused a moment.
Big Mac sank to his haunches, realizing her confusion. "Ya don't. That ain't right."
"If she can't make foals, then doesn't that fall on you? Aren't you the family stallion?" Rainbow threw up her hooves. "I know the whole concept of family is important to you. Look, give me permission and I'll ask her. I won't tell her you were involved in asking unless she says yes."
Big Mac gazed away thoughtfully. "That's it, though? No trouble? Ya ask Sugar Belle if ah can make a foal with ya, and we do that and be done with it? Applejack's off the hook as soon as we get the job done?"
Rainbow held out a hoof. "For the good of the Apples." She crossed the hoof over her chest. "We're doing it for a foal, nothing else. I'm not trying to get between you two. Besides, you two are adorable."
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David Silver
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562249
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Applejack,Big Macintosh,Rainbow Dash,Sugar Belle,Drama,Romance,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Sex
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Missing Just One Thing
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They got along more with each passing day. It's only natural they started thinking about a future. But two mares just don't make foals. There had to be a way around that. Rainbow hears AJ's complaints and begins cooking up a solution.
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incomplete
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<p>They got along more with each passing day. It's only natural they started thinking about a future. But two mares just don't make foals. There had to be a way around that. Rainbow hears AJ's complaints and begins cooking up a solution.</p><p>Done for a patron(<a href="/user/479295/Caladis" rel="nofollow">Caladis</a>), starting a once a month updating!</p>
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mature
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2024-08-12T20:23:08+00:00
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2024-08-12T20:23:08+00:00
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Rainbow soared over Equestria. "Just a quick question and we'll be done." She grinned as she banked over the rolling plains beneath her, empty of pony life. A lone oak tree sat at the edge of the horizon, far from any buildings.
Far ahead, she started to see the hints of Our Town, where she knew her target lived. It was a small place, its roads empty. Sugar Belle's home stood quiet, flowers growing around it. Rainbow felt a bit of guilt building in her stomach. What if Sugar Belle got super mad at what she was about to ask? Rainbow pushed those worries aside and landed lightly. "Let's just ask and get this over with."
Before she could knock, Sugar Belle opened the door. "Oh, Rainbow Dash! I was just heading out!" She smiled at Rainbow, brushing herself off as she stepped out.
"Sugar Belle! Just the mare I was hoping to see." She slid in aside Sugar Belle. "Where ya headed?"
Sugar Belle lifted her basket. "To help an old friend move some furniture! She wanted some hooves and I'm not too busy today." She nodded back to the house. "Feel free to stop by later, though."
"Oh, uh, I don't mind helping." She walked along with Sugar through their small town. "We can talk afterwards."
"Hmm? Talk?" Sugar Belle smiled. "What about?"
"Yeah, see..." Rainbow felt her words slowing in her mouth. "Y'know that whole family thing ponies do?"
Sugar Belle looked confused a moment, but it cleared. "Did you find a special somepony?! Congratulations!"
Rainbow raised her hooves defensively. "No! Well, yes, technically, but um, it's not about that, but it kinda is." She kicked at the ground with a huff. "Sorry, it's complicated. Did you want to help your friend? It can wait until we're all done with that."
"Ooh, it sounds important." Sugar Belle frowned, glancing up as they walked. "You know what? I don't need to help today. Let's talk!" She took Rainbow back to her house and put on a kettle. "For a friend in trouble, I can take the time."
"It's, uh, not really for me." Rainbow rubbed her cheek and muttered. "It's not really my problem, except it kinda is."
"Are you in trouble? Or, the other mare?" Belle sat down across from Rainbow at a small table, watching her with obvious concern.
Rainbow flashed a nervous smile. "The other mare is in trouble, which makes me in trouble. Okay, enough dancing around the point. That isn't my style. I'm just going to say it."
Belle sat up a bit straighter, leaning forward. "Okay. Say it. I'll listen." She reached out and held Rainbow's hooves reassuringly.
Rainbow tensed as Belle's hooves touched hers, but she took a breath and steadied herself. "Applejack wants a foal. I want to give Applejack that foal. Big Mac could give us that foal, um, not directly, but with me." She pointed to herself with the hoof not being held. "I am a mare and all." As if that needed reminding. "Um, but—"
Sugar Belle went from supportive to a state of confused shock. "Rainbow, did you forget we're married? You were at the ceremony. I don't think either of us forgot. We have photos." She leaned in, as if studying Rainbow's face for signs of illness or malady. "Are you feeling alright?"
Rainbow cleared her throat and blushed. "This wouldn't be cheating! That's why I'm here. I don't want Big Mac for love or sappy stuff. I just want to get that foal, then get out of your way. Simple as that." She laughed a genuinely as she could, which didn't come out nearly as authentic as she was aiming for.
Belle tilted her head back and gave Rainbow an odd look. "Well... this is a little out there. I mean, if you all were to..." She raised a brow at Rainbow. "Would you? For the good of Applejack?"
"Absolutely!" Rainbow found herself standing, placing her hooves on the tabletop with determination. "I would take a bullet for her. I can take, um, that, for her too." She colored at the thought of what was needed to make a foal happen. "If it made her smile, I'd do it and not even feel bad."
Belle nodded with Rainbow's exuberance. "That must be very important. Still..." She smiled at Rainbow softly. "I wouldn't like the idea of my husband putting his stallion bits in another mare, especially one as good a friend as you are."
Rainbow put her hooves on Belle's shoulders. "That's why I'm here. If you say yes, then it's not cheating. It's just an agreed on thing between ponies. No lying, no hiding things. This isn't about being all sneaky or something like that. Sugar Belle, may I borrow your husband?" That felt odd even in her own head. "I'll give him back, good as new, I promise!"
Sugar Belle looked thoughtful at Rainbow's pleas. She was quiet for a time, obviously thinking.
Rainbow started to speak again, but the kettle began to whistle. Belle got up to pull it off the fire, then put a tea bag in two cups and poured some hot water over them.
"Would you like sugar? Honey?" Belle set the steaming mug before Rainbow. "And milk?"
"Oh, yeah, sure." Rainbow shook her head, she wasn't here to be waited on. "Sugar, I don't want to hurt you. You're a friend! A friend I'd like to keep. If you say no, this is over. I'll never bother you about it again. This is a question, not a, you know, demand."
Belle smiled softly at Rainbow's nervous rambling. "Drink your tea, sweetie." She touched noses with Rainbow Dash as she offered her some sugar. "Don't worry, and give me a moment to think over some hot tea."
Rainbow slumped at the table, sipping her tea quietly as Sugar Belle sat across from her.
"Why do you want a foal?" Belle glanced at Rainbow. "Is it for you, or Applejack?"
Rainbow pointed. "For Applejack. I mean, once the foal's there, they're obviously my foal too. I'd do my part!" She suddenly sank onto her chair. "Wow."
"Wow?" Belle inclined her head. "Think of something?"
"It just hit me that I'd be a mom." She colored faintly. "I hadn't really thought about that, just how much Applejack wanted to be one. I'd be one too. Crazy."
Belle laughed gently. "You'd be a great mother. I've seen you care for others."
"Me? Maybe." Rainbow tossed a hoof as she finished her tea. "So, what do you say?"
Belle took a slow breath as she sat up straight. "This is a big ask." She put her hooves to her chest. "You want my husband to father a foal, but then to step back and not be involved. I'm—" She looked away. "As much as I don't want him being with another mare, the thought of him creating life, just to ignore it, that doesn't sit right."
"It's not ignoring it! It's being discreet!" Rainbow pointed a hoof. "We won't flaunt it in front of you. And Applejack wouldn't want to either. You two can stay besties!"
Belle put a hoof on Rainbow's shivering arm. "That wasn't me kicking you out, Rainbow. That was me saying that I can't do that. I can't allow my husband to create a literal bastard foal. They don't deserve that. He doesn't either. He would know, every time hey saw your foal, and wasn't allowed to say anything. If you want this to be an honest thing, we can't lie there."
Rainbow folded her forelegs and grumbled. "So what? I'm not supposed to make Applejack happy?"
"I didn't say that." Belle got up and looked around the room. "I'm saying if he fathers a foal, he can't run away. The foal should know who the father is, and he should be available for that foal." She put a hoof at her chest. "And I'd be their aunt." She flashed a nervous smile. "I'd be their aunt either way."
"Wait..." Rainbow narrowed her eyes at Belle. "Are you saying yes?"
Belle nodded, with some resignation. "I... I suppose so."
Rainbow felt only blinding joy in that moment. "Yes!" She pumped a hoof and only at that moment realized she was maybe celebrating a bit too loudly. She clamped her mouth shut and coughed into a hoof. "Cool! We cool."
"We are cool." Belle nodded slowly. "But not just because I said it was okay." She let out her breath in a sigh. "Thank you, for talking to me. If you had snuck this behind my back, I don't think I could have ever forgiven you." She gave Rainbow a prod. "Big Mac is mine. I'm lending him to you, if he agrees, and just for one specific thing. He's mine."
Rainbow held up her hooves. "I would never, ever take him from you! We'd never want that! We're friends. This isn't about hurting you."
Belle smiled at Rainbow's apparent sincerity. "You always were a loyal pony." She drew Rainbow in for a firm hug. "Now, I can see you vibrating. You want to go. I won't hold you here."
Rainbow immediately flashed over to the door. "Thank you! Thank you so much!" She almost was out the door before she spun around and pointed at Belle. "Oh! One last thing. You're right, this would be cheating, technically. If we didn't ask. Totes cheating. Glad we didn't do that." She laughed awkwardly, zipping away before she could say anymore stupid things.
Belle waved at Rainbow, then put a hoof on her chin as she watched Rainbow fly off. "Did... did she forget to ask Big Mac if he was okay with this?"
Rainbow was long out of earshot at that point, racing back towards Ponyville with whoops and cheers.
Big Mac looked up in surprise as Rainbow dashed past him.
Rainbow went skidding on her rear, clawing at the dirt to slow herself down. She almost ran right over a barn door before turning back towards Big Mac. "Have I got news for you!" She hopped back to her hooves and came trotting towards Big Mac with a smile that was a little too big.
"Ayup," Big Mac said dryly, his expression flat. "News is good."
"So, look." Rainbow sat down and wiped her brow. "More easy talking my way out of trouble than I thought, but yeah. She said yes."
"Ayup?" Big Mac went still a moment, processing that. "She did?!"
"Yep! I talked to her, we had some tea, and we're in business!" Rainbow held out her hoof. "Yer sister's gonna have a foal!"
Big Mac stared at the hoof, then looked up at Rainbow. "You really can convince ponies to do anything."
"Well, Applejack would say 'guh,' but yeah, I'm pretty good." She put a wing over Big Mac. "No prob. And she won't be mad or hurt. So, what now?"
Big Mac sat down on his haunches with a sigh. "So, yer serious then?" He reached with a quivering hoof to Rainbow's side. "Ya want me to put a foal in there?"
"Oh, she did have a condition." Rainbow Coiled to face him directly. "Any foal you make is yours, no hiding that. Me and Applejack will both be moms, but you'll still be a dad. The kiddo won't be wondering who their pops is. Sugar will be their aunt. That's what she said."
Big Mac blushed bright red, his face tightening. "So... I gotta father a foal. Which I didn't even know ya wanted." He took a deep breath, then let it out slowly. "Ya sure?"
Rainbow waved a wing dismissively. "Big Mac, you're practically a brother. I mean, technically, once AJ and me get married, you really will be one. So you're involved with my foal? Why would I be mad! Sounds good. A bro should be involved with any kid I have."
Big Mac fell back into the grass with a soft thump. "Ah'm gonna be a dad." He put his hooves over his face. "The Princesses protect me."
"Right, now!" Rainbow rubbed her hooves together. "Let's get on with this. Go ahead, put a foal in there."
Big Mac blinked with fresh confusion. "Um. Rainbow, do you think a stallion just, what, imagines a foal inside a mare?"
Rainbow raised a brow at him. "No! You have to do... you know. So let's get started."
Big Mac laughed at the notion. "Rainbow. We ain't gonna do that out here. That ain't proper."
"Oh c'mon!" Rainbow prodded at Big Mac. "This is private! No ponies here." She grinned at Big Mac. "Just go ahead and start with—"
Big Mac brought a hoof over Rainbow's mouth. "C'mon." He half dragged her towards the house. "At least let's do this right."
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Izzie1302
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562260
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Applejack,Main 7 (EqG),Rainbow Dash,Romance,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Equestria Girls
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Over the Net
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Rainbow Dash thought there was no one of her age that could be as good as her at volleyball, but while on a match against Ponyville Middle School, she found out that might not be true. Who is that blondie girl? and how could she dare win against her?
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<p>Rainbow Dash was very good at volleyball, there were no doubts about it. Some people might say she was the best of her middle school, and it was something hard to deny. She thought there was no one of her age that could be as good, but while on a match against Ponyville Middle School, she found out that this statement might actually not be entirely true.<br/>Who was that blondie girl? And how could she dare win against her?</p>
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teen
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2024-07-25T01:29:37+00:00
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2024-07-29T17:14:40+00:00
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Rainbow Dash felt like she could see the ball coming from anywhere.
It was like a breeze to her, seeing it jump from player to player like a blur of blue and yellow colors, but her eyes saw it almost like in slow motion. She observed the way the players from the opposite team received the ball, calm and concentrated at first as it was passing through the defense.
Then, the speed increased. Her eyes followed every step, her hands perfectly positioned in front of the net, waiting for the attack. It would happen very soon, she saw other teams do that trick many times before, and she patiently waited for the moment she’d see the slight movement of the setter’s hands aiming at the player that was going to make the attack.
Sure, the setter’s body was all pointed to number 4 on her right, that’s why her team’s defense were more concentrated there, but they weren’t really looking at the setter’s face while she was making the move. Her pupils were in the corner of her eye, looking at the other side as if waiting for someone, and there she was. Number 8 emerged to the left as soon as the ball was passed to her and she thought no one would notice.
But it was already too late. Unfortunately for them, Rainbow was already there.
She jumped in sync with the ball right on time to see Number 8’s face of disappointment as she saw the ball ricochet off Rainbow’s right hand, touch the net and go down to the narrow space between her and her other partner, too fast for anyone in the other team to even react.
“Great move, Rainbow.” said Fluttershy in a low voice behind her.
“Thanks.”
All the players came for a hug and Rainbow lifted her face to see the scoreboard as it moved one point up at her team’s favor. It was always a pleasure every time that happened, no matter how small was the difference or even if the game had only started, they were one more point closer to winning now.
And the cheering… she could hear people saying her name in the crowd.
That was pretty cool too.
It was already 20 against the other team’s 17, and Rainbow was sure that at least half of their points were her doing. She wasn’t really counting the points she made on the other 2 though, she only knew they finished in 25-20 in the last set and 25-18 in the first one, which was considered by her as a hands down victory.
Even if Rainbow wasn’t the one scoring, she often made the decisive move that led to the other team players to score. Not that she wanted to brag or anything, but the others would be in big trouble if she weren’t in their team, and that was a fact. The other team already lost two sets, they had to win that one if they didn’t want to be out of the competition, and they would be winning by now if it wasn’t for her fast moves.
Then came the moment when they were most likely to lose a point: it was Fluttershy’s turn to serve. She could see her friend’s hand shaking as she was given the ball, her eyes turned to her while getting ready, and Rainbow gave her the smile she was waiting for.
You can do it, she was trying to say, but despite all her efforts not to show it, she couldn’t tell if Fluttershy was reading her face. If she was, she’d see that that wasn’t what she believed at all.
Fluttershy was very good at blocking, she was the tallest in their team, and being tall like she was, you’d expect her to also be good at serving, but that wasn’t really the case. She could do it in their trainings just fine, it wasn’t the best serve ever, but it was good enough.
The problem is that serving was the only moment where everything depended on only one player, she needed to do that all alone, and being there in the State Championship, the most important thing they’ll ever be doing in their Middle School, with all the eyes looking at her, she knew this was what Fluttershy hated the most.
To be honest, Rainbow didn’t know how she convinced her to play volleyball in the first place.
Her hands were a little sweaty, she took a deep breath and lifted the ball as soon as she was given the permission. It seemed like it was going to pass over the net, but by half a ball, it ended up staying on their side of the court.
She heard the whistle.
“I’m sorry, Rainbow Dash.”
Rainbow looked at the score once more, now it was 20 to 18, a little bit closer, but no need to panic. They were still going to win, the difference just couldn’t be smaller than that.
Cloudsdale were one of the favorites to win the tournament, it has been quite a while since the last time they lost a game, Rainbow didn’t even remember what defeat sounded like anymore, and she hoped she wouldn’t be reminded of that anytime soon, specially to a school that almost never competed on anything. How was Ponyville in the quarter finals anyway? That was the real question, they were nothing but a small middle school in the same district as Canterlot.
And if Cloudsdale wins this one set, they already are in the semifinals.
It was number 4’s turn to serve, her ball came on a curve and fell perfectly into Rainbow’s hands, thank God. She passed it to the setter and before she knew it, it was one more point in their favor.
21 to 18. They were pretty close now.
They passed the ball to her and she prepared to serve. There was one spot right in the back were no one was protecting, it was a little risky, but if she sent the ball there, she could do an ace. And if she did it again, it’d be 23-18, just two points away from victory.
When she heard the sound, Rainbow lifted the ball and hit it. She stretched her neck to see where it went, and it fell right in the corner.
She did it, that was one hell of an ace.
Rainbow was going for a group hug when she saw the other team doing the same. It was only then that she looked at referee, his hand wasn’t pointing towards her side. She had just lost a point.
“Wait, a point for them?” Rainbow asked the referee, she almost couldn’t believe it.
“Your ball was out.”
The other players in her team came to ask if the point was right, but the referee was sure of his statement. She missed it by one inch or two, now it was 21-19.
Stupid, stupid.
“Don’t worry, Rainbow, we’re still winning.” said Fluttershy on her side.
“Yeah I know.”
But it would’ve been perfect, this was supposed to be the move to make the coaches gawk, she was sure to enter the main team in high school if she had made that ace, no doubts about that.
And by only one inch, she missed her best opportunity.
[...]
To say that things went downhill after that was an understatement. The other team somehow managed to keep it up, they followed them closely, hoping for the time where they would fail.
And it happened, it fucking happened.
They lost that set, 26 to 24.
Something had changed in that team. They were more focused, she couldn’t tell if it was the speech the blondie setter gave during a time break, Rainbow didn’t hear any of it, but that seemed to have motivated them in some way. They were more organized and were making fewer mistakes, even started up front in the fourth set, which was already making her uneasy.
Sure, Cloudsdale managed to recover, but it went pretty much like the ending of the third set, with the exception that now it was Ponyville that had the advantage.
And it ended up almost the same as the last.
25 to 23. For them.
“We won’t let’em get the victory tonight!” Rainbow said to her teammates before entering the court for their third set. “No more mistakes, we won’t take it easy on them, let’s do what we were doing in the first two sets, I want that team back! Who’s with me?”
All of the other players shouted in agreement.
“I’m with you.” Fluttershy raised her hand.
“Flutters, no offense, but… I don’t think you can play this set.” She put a hand on her shoulder. “You know, you seem tired and… we’re really needing someone that has a powerful serve, someone like Angel Wings.”
“Oh… yes. Ok, then.”
“I know you understand.”
“Yes, no problems, Rainbow.”
They scratched their muscles and went into position for the fifth set to start. The team was more rested now. Along with Fluttershy, some of the players that were more tired were substituted and everyone tried to regain their spirit.
Rainbow knew what to do now, she feared she had taken their setter for granted, their Number 9 was hands down the best player on that team, it was her she had to get her eyes on.
That blondie may be good, she could give her that, but she wasn’t Rainbow Dash.
They started the set winning. Angel Wings’s serving made them stay 2 points ahead right at the beginning, and Rainbow was able to make a few points and block their attacks by reading Number 9’s movements. It was all going according to plan.
One of Rainbow’s amazing spikes made their eleventh point, but Ponyville scored soon after, so now it was 11-9.
And it was time for Number 9 to serve.
As soon as they heard the whistle, the sound of her palm against the ball echoed through the whole court. She was careful enough not to serve the ball at Rainbow’s direction, so she aimed at the players she knew weren’t that good at catching, and she made it, it was one more point for them.
What Rainbow wasn’t expecting was that she was going to make it again.
Everyone was waiting for another ball like that one, they were hoping she would send it to the back, but her next ball barely made the net and fell up front, there was no one there to catch it.
“Blossomfourth, why did you get out of your position?” you were supposed to be facing the net!” Rainbow shouted at the middle blocker.
“Hey! How was I supposed to know the ball would be so short? Someone had to be guarding the middle.”
“I was guarding the middle, this is the job for the people in the back!” she raged. “I told you, no more mistakes.”
“Yeah, ok. Whatever you say, boss.”
Boss. Yeah, she was right, Rainbow was the boss, but that was because it seemed like no one else had the competence to be. It was 11-11 now, all because of two moves, two consecutive dumb mistakes that could’ve been avoided. They could’ve closed the set by now.
She didn’t let Number 9 make another point though. She sent it right to the middle, and Rainbow rushed to catch it right before it fell to the ground. Her team attacked, the ball touched the block and went out.
But they never got more tham two points ahead again. Cloudsdale still had the advantage, but just by one point, Ponyville was always scoring after them. Soon it was 17-16, they only needed to get this one point to break the cycle, then she could finally send these Ponyville folks back home.
It was a challenging game, props to them for lasting that long, but that show had to be over.
Her team served. She looked at the ball as the libero caught it and the team started passing. Soon it got to Number 9 again as expected, and Rainbow waited to see her passing it to number 8. She was already preparing to jump, but that never happened.
She didn’t pass the ball. Instead, she scored the point herself.
Number 9 knew they’d be expecting her to set the ball, she was the setter after all, and taking advantage of that, she jumped pretending she was going to do it and just slid the ball to their side of the court. This time, Rainbow couldn’t read her moves.
She could hear some people on the stands cheering her on now. Traitors.
“How’s that for a point?” she heard her mocking through the net with a funny accent.
This Number 9 girl was starting to fucking piss her off.
Now they were face to face. She was a little bit taller, but Rainbow never let this intimidate her, she wanted to see if this girl could really keep up.
It took a while for someone to score, no one was willing to let the other team take the advantage. The ball went to their side, then to the other, then to theirs again and when their libero caught it, the ball went so sloppy that no one in the defence managed to lift it up again.
17 to 18. Damm it.
She snapped her neck and her arms, preparing for the next round. It was the first time Ponyville came in front during the entire fifth set, everyone in the bench and in the stands were apprehensive, she could see Fluttershy bitting her nails from there.
Ponyville served the ball. It went right into the libero’s hand, she passed it to the setter and Rainbow rushed to get to a place where she could avoid the block. She hit it as soon at it was set to her, but number 8 was able to get there quickly and sent the ball back.
Angel Wings dove to the ground and caught it, bumping to the back of the court where Blossomfourth dig it to the front again right into Vapor Trail’s hand. Her spike touched the block and went to the other team’s defence, their opposite hitter sent a spike that touched Rainbow’s hand, slowing it down for the defence to catch.
They prepared to attack again. Rainbow and Vapor jumped at the same time, they didn’t know who would end up receiving the ball, but it turned out to be Rainbow.
She saw a perfect place where the ball could land, but her spike was prevented.
By number 9. Again.
They fought for the ball midair. Rainbow tried to push it to the other side, but her arms were longer, she hit it where her hand didn’t reach and Rainbow saw through the corner of her eye as the ball passed next to her right arm and into the ground. And this time, there was no one there to save it.
She was expecting to hear that number 9’s hand had touched the net or that she went over, it was the only chance she had. But then she heard the whistle, the referee pointed his arm to the other team.
It was over.
They… lost.
She looked at her other team players. They were all sweaty, tired, disappointed, all leaving the court quickly, not a single one made eye contact with her. But Rainbow didn’t want to go, she wanted to play one more time, it couldn’t be over yet, it just couldn’t.
After all they’ve been through to be there, they’d be going home with nothing.
“Come’on, Rainbow, you did great today.” Fluttershy held her arm, trying to get her out of the court. “It’s not your fault.”
Of course it wasn’t her fault, she knew whose fault was that.
She couldn’t stop looking at Ponyville while they celebrated. It should’ve been Cloudsdale doing it, it was their turn to be the champions, it had been five years since the last time her school won that tournament, she was convinced their bad luck would stop this year because this time they had her.
But there they were, smiling, hugging. Number 4, number 8… she didn’t even bother to learn their names, they didn’t matter. Number 9 was also there, obviously, her blond hair with two hair ties at both ends of her ponytail. Now she saw her name on the back of her shirt, she’d never seen her in any of the volleyball competitions she’d participated on.
Who was this… Applejack anyway? Where had she been all this time?
“Yeah, ok then” she gave Fluttershy her answer. “let’s go home.”
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Izzie1302
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562260
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Applejack,Main 7 (EqG),Rainbow Dash,Romance,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Equestria Girls
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Over the Net
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Rainbow Dash thought there was no one of her age that could be as good as her at volleyball, but while on a match against Ponyville Middle School, she found out that might not be true. Who is that blondie girl? and how could she dare win against her?
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<p>Rainbow Dash was very good at volleyball, there were no doubts about it. Some people might say she was the best of her middle school, and it was something hard to deny. She thought there was no one of her age that could be as good, but while on a match against Ponyville Middle School, she found out that this statement might actually not be entirely true.<br/>Who was that blondie girl? And how could she dare win against her?</p>
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teen
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2024-08-02T23:48:13+00:00
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2024-08-02T23:48:13+00:00
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Everything was piece and quiet until Rainbow felt a pillow hitting her right in the face.
“Rainbow Dash!” she opened her eyes to see her mother standing angrily at the door. “How many times do I have to tell you to get up?”
“I’m going, mom.” Her voice came a little hoarsely, she cleaned her throat and, fighting the urge to stay for just 5 more minutes, Rainbow got out of bed. She didn’t hear it, but she was sure Windy had called her countless times, she’d kill her if she didn’t get up that instant.
Her bangs were messy just like it always was every morning, a lock of rainbow hair was covering her eyes, so she combed it to the side and used her hair straightener to keep it that way. After that, she changed her clothes, thinking about what would be best fitting to wear on a first day of high school. A Nike t-shirt, sneakers and leggings should be fine, honestly, she wouldn’t think of anything better than that anyway.
Attracted to the delicious smell from downstairs, she almost forgot about her turtle. Tank was quiet in his aquarium, she didn’t know at what time Windy had fed him the day before, so she gave him some more.
“There, there, food is here, buddy.” she touched his hull to wake him up. “Mommy will be back in the afternoon.”
That sounded so much like Fluttershy all of a sudden, it seemed like her stay was already taking effect on her behavior.
Tank’s aquarium was on a dresser facing her bed, and on the wall above it was where her dad had nailed her old shelf full of everything she’s ever won, all laid out exactly like they were back home. The trophies, medals, even the participation ones that her mother decided to keep, they also came with some photos of her and the team, her parents never seemed to miss any shot.
They were put in chronological order, the ones on the top shelf were the oldest, there she had her first participation medal for the Little Kickers that she won when she was 4, the next was a small trophy she won in the swim team when she was 6 or 7, the first thing she’s ever competed.
From that on, most of the medals and trophies were from volleyball. On the second shelf she had a silver medal and a trophy for when her team got second place in the Junior Volleyball Association, her first gold medal in the elementary team, and a couple more stuff she got from her local club back in Cloudsdale.
Now that Rainbow was going to high school, she needed to rearrange more space to put new awards. There was still a place left in the lower shelf, she had reserved that spot for the trophy she’d get in the Middle School State Championship, but that ended up not happening.
“RAINBOW DASH!” she heard her mom yell from downstairs. She got distracted once again, it was her ADHD speaking.
“COMING!”
She rushed through the staircase to find the table already prepared for breakfast. Fluttershy had just made pancakes and was putting them on a pile, that was where the smell was coming from. Rainbow sat on her usual seat where a plate was already put for her and served herself.
“I thought you guys had already had breakfast by now with you calling me like that.” She said it to her mother.
“We didn’t, but you’d go to school without breakfast if I hadn’t called you.” Windy answered. “Can you pass me the syrup?”
The pancakes were delicious, Rainbow knew Fluttershy could cook, it was something she learned from her mother, but she didn’t know she was that good.
“So, Rainbow, are you excited for your first day at the new school?” her dad asked at the other end of the table.
“Oh yeah, specially with the sports program they have.”
“And it’s all thanks to your mother, you know” Windy started saying. “I was also thinking about you when I applied for this job, I know they have one of the best volleyball teams of the state, better than the one I had when I was your age.”
“I know. They’re Canterlot, after all.”
“Yeah, they are. And soon you’re gonna be so good that you’ll surpass me.”
Rainbow gave her a smirk. “…It’s not gonna be that difficult, I’m already awesome.” This made her mother smile, rolling her eyes at the sillyness.
“Did you look at the school to see how you can enter the volleyball team?”
“No, dad, they’re still going to tell us about that, possibly today.” She took a sip of her chocolate milk. “me and Fluttershy are going to sign up. Right, Flutter?”
Fluttershy nodded timidly, only now Rainbow realized she haven’t even sit yet, she was in front of the sink already washing the dirty dishes from the pancakes she made.
“Honey, go sit, you don’t need to do all of this.”
“I know, Mrs. Whistles, but I really want to. I want to be useful.”
“You already were very useful this morning, your pancakes are delicious. Sit and eat with us before Rainbow eats everything.” her dad said. Rainbow let out a gasp.
“Hey!” she grumbled, but Bow’s words were what finally made Fluttershy sit.
Rainbow still couldn’t believe her mother agreed to have Fluttershy live with them. Canterlot was a few hours away from Cloudsdale, they wouldn’t have time to see each other very often, and Fluttershy was already worried about how she’d handle high school with Rainbow not being around, so moving to Canterlot with her best friend’s family must have been a relief to her.
Her parents were supporting her by sending money every month, Rainbow’s family weren’t spending anything more with her being there; but for Fluttershy, it still wasn’t enough.
It wasn’t the first time she did something similar since they moved in. A couple of days before, she found Fluttershy taking care of her mother’s garden, she said she really liked gardening so it wasn’t a problem at all, even though they’d just moved there and the plants haven’t even grown yet.
That same week Rainbow found Fluttershy cleaning her room, it was a mess and Rainbow had promised to clean it, but by the end of the day she always ended up forgetting and just wanted to rest after practicing a lot. Then one day, she got home and her bedroom was completely clean, Rainbow told her best friend this wasn’t necessary and that she didn’t need to feel like a visitor now that she lived with them, but she couldn’t deny she kinda wanted it to happen again. Cleaning her room was boring as hell.
“Are you ready to go?” Windy asked them.
“No, wait!” Rainbow swallowed what was left of the pancakes, drank one more sip of milk and left the table.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?”
She looked at her mother for a few seconds.
“Ah, right...” she took her plate and mug and put them on the sink.
…
Their home wasn’t as close to school as it was when they lived in Cloudsdale, she was used to going to school on foot or bike, but this was the house they were able to afford. The good thing was that they’d always have Windy to give them a lift, she got a job in their school as an elementary P.E teacher, they’d only stay in different buildings.
Rainbow got out of the car and looked at the entrance in front of her. It must have been twice the size of her old school, with twice the amount of students. There were groups of people talking near the stairs and some entering the building, where in front of it was a statue of a horse, the school’s symbol.
This wasn’t news to her, she’d already been to Canterlot for tournaments, but this time it was different. She wasn’t in rival’s land anymore, this was her home now.
“It’s so… huge.” Fluttershy commented next to her.
“Yeah, isn’t that awesome?” Rainbow said excitedly, pulling her arm. “Come’on, let’s go in!”
They went through the entrance and followed the crowd. Rainbow didn’t know exactly where they were going or even if they were supposed to follow them, but they did anyway, and this brought them to the school’s court.
It was so different than she remembered. The amount of people made it feel smaller than the last time she was there, and the fact that it was daytime instead of night also contributed to this weird sensation, she didn’t think she’d ever seen how Canterlot High looked like during the day.
She and Fluttershy picked up a spot in the stands and waited for whatever it was that was going to start. In the middle of the court was where all the teachers were standing next to one another, in front of them was a table with some papers on it. The tallest one of them, a woman with long wavy hair that appeared to be in her 50’s, took the microphone and started talking.
“Hello, good morning, students! I’m Celestia, the principal of Canterlot High School. First, I want to say welcome to our new students that are arriving this year!” someone started clapping and everybody followed along excitedly until she continued talking again. “As some of you here already know, our school’s policy has always been to provide the best quality of learning and education of the state, and this is something we do with the most pride and…”
After just a minute of speech, she’d lost Rainbow’s attention completely. She looked up at the court’s huge ceiling where there was a basketball stuck in one of the metal beams and wondered how long was it stuck there, then her attention went back to her other side while some girls were gossiping about people she didn’t know, apparently someone had cheated on this girl and she was so sad that she didn’t come to school. Rainbow wished she could know more, but it was difficult to hear.
And then, when she finally went back to the principal, she was talking about a whole different topic that didn’t even made sense anymore.
“Did she say something about the sports teams?” Rainbow poked Fluttershy.
“Not yet. Weren’t you listening?”
“Yeah… not really.” She said. Fluttershy laughed.
“Well, it wasn’t that important anyway.”
After the principal’s speech, the vice-principal Luna also spoke some words and then passed it on to the teachers and other member of the staff. The crowd seemed to be very excited about some of them, and by that only, Rainbow could already imagine who were the boring teachers and the cool ones.
She was starting to lose her attention again until the last one of the teachers, a woman with a crazy cool spiky hair, started talking:
“Hello, newbies!” The crowd of upperclassman cheered and whistled at her, she seemed to be the most loved of the teachers. “My name is Spitfire and I’m the athletic director of the school, I’m also the coach for the female basketball and volleyball teams, so if you’re a girl and and want to apply for any of those, you’re gonna see a lot of me. And both of them happen this fall, so I advise you to go to the orientation session for the extracurricular activities and sports teams that is going to happen this Thursday, we’re going to provide more information about the schedule there.”
“Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!” Rainbow spoke in a thin voice while shaking Fluttershy’s shouder, her eyes sparkling. “She’s amazing!”
After the presentations were over, all the students gathered to receive their papers with the schedule for the classes and the numbers of their lockers; then the English teacher, Rainbow had already forgotten her name — Cheer… something — started making a tour with them through the whole building.
They went to the locker room right next to the court, then to the school cafeteria, the library, the nurse room, visited some of the rooms and then it was time to go to class for some ice-breaker activities. They sat on the two seats available at almost the end of the third line, in front of them there were a group of three girls that already seemed to know each other.
She loved first days of school, they wouldn’t do anything but chat, have lunch and do some group activities. No classrooms, no notebooks, nothing. And specially for them that were freshman, the whole first week was going to be very chill.
“Hey, are you two alone?” a girl asked loudly, Rainbow didn’t know if she was talking to them or not. “Well, not alone alone because you were talking just a minute ago so you obviously know each other, but I bet you’re new here because I’d certainly remember if I’ve seen a girl with rainbow hair before.”
Yeah, she was clearly talking to them.
“Yes, we are new.” She answered.
“That’s perfect, I love to meet new people!” she said. Rainbow didn’t know the reason for so much enthusiasm. “I’m Pinkie Pie.”
She extended her hand and Rainbow took it.
“Nice to…”
“These are my friends Twilight Sparkle and Rarity, we used to study here in middle school in the other building, and if you two weren’t there then you’re obviously new. Were you from Crystal Prep? Wait, don’t answer yet, Maretonia? Manehattan High? Wait, was it…”
“We are from Cloudsdale.”
“Cloudsdale? I LOVE Cloudsdale, I have some friends that live there, you know, so I went there a few times. Did you know that…”
“Gosh, Pinkie, darling, would you let the girl breathe?” interrupted Rarity next to her. Thankfully. “Sorry for that, she’s a dear, but she can be a bit much sometimes.”
“You didn’t tell us your names.” The indian girl, Twilight, spoke after her.
“I’m Rainbow Dash.”
“Oh, funny that your name is Rainbow and your hair is also rainbow. Which one came first?” Pinkie asked.
“Well… my name, obviously. Have you seen someone be born with a rainbow hair before?”
“Oh.” She giggled. “Yeah duh, silly me.”
“So you had your hair dyed all colorful just to match your name?” Rarity asked.
“Yeah, why not?” she took a lock of hair from behind her ear and brought it to the front.
“Rainbow in the hair, rainbow in the name.”
“I think it’s a neat idea” Pinkie commented. “I too am thinking of dying my hair pink, like, shocking pink.”
“Oh, I think that’d suit you.”
“And your name?” Twilight asked Fluttershy. Rainbow went to the side to let her see them as she was in the back, she wanted Fluttershy to answer it on her own.
“I’m Fluttershy” she whispered.
“Sorry, I’m not hearing you.”
“I’m Flut… hum… I’m…”
“She’s Fluttershy.” Rainbow had to answer for her. “She doesn’t speak very much.”
“Stick with us, Fluttershy!” Pinkie stood up and put a hand over her shoulder. “I promise we’re cool!”
“Is everyone here already? No one wants to go to the bathroom before we start?” the teacher called their attention. The noises in the room soon started ceasing.
Just as she asked, there was a knock on the door. A blonde girl came over, her breathing uneven from running.
“Ah’m… so sorry, Miss…”
“Cheerilee.”
“Cheerilee.” the girl corrected herself. “Ah was a little bit lost after going to the bathroom, too many corridors…”
“That’s alright, dear. Take a seat that is still available.”
Rainbow couldn’t stop looking at her as she was sitting on the only empty seat up front next to the wall, she was sure she had seen that face before.
The freckles, the blonde hair with an elastic band at the end. And was she speaking in a country accent?
She couldn’t be…
“Ok, students.” The teacher continued on saying. “For those who didn’t hear, my name is Cheerilee and I’ll be your English teacher this year. I hope to have a lot of great moments together with you. I take it that most of you don’t know many of your classmates yet, so we’ll take this part of the morning and the afternoon to get to know each other better.”
Miss Cheerilee explained what they had to do first. She put her name on the board and wrote three statements about her, but one of them were false, their job was to figure out which one of them was the false one. Then after that, each student was going to do that same thing and the whole class had to guess it.
She was expecting it to be less fun then it was. With 30 classmates in the room, there were some of them that weren’t really creative in coming up with things – or maybe their lives just weren’t really that interesting – but overall, it was quite fun to guess what these people had done or not just based on their appearance, specially because she was often right in her guesses, even when they weren’t spoken out loud because of Pinkie Pie who usually raised her hand first.
There was only one column of students missing now, and it was the one close to the wall where the blond girl was sitting. Rainbow now remembered her name, it was…
“Applejack, mah name’s Applejack” she had just answered Miss Cheerilee’s question. “And the three facts ‘bout me is that… Ah have an older brother and a younger sister, Ah’m very carsick and… mah favorite sport is soccer.”
Oh, she already knew the answer to that, for sure.
“Okay, who wants to start?” just as the teacher was finishing saying, Pinkie already had her hand up in the air.
“Me, choose me!” she exclaimed.
“Go on, Pinkie.”
“Hum…” she put a hand on her chin. “I think the part about your siblings is wrong, maybe your brother is the youngest and your sister is the oldest.”
“No, not that.” answered Applejack.
Now it was Twilight that raised her hand.
“You’re the oldest sister then?”
“No.”
“Maybe you’re not carsick?” Rarity took a guess.
“Oh no, that’s very true.”
“I know what it is.” Rainbow spoke out loud without thinking, She didn’t necessarily want to answer, but it was too late now. “it’s the soccer thing, it’s not your favorite sport.”
“Is that it, Applejack?” asked Miss Cheerilee.
“Yes, that’s it.” She gave a look at Rainbow that clearly showed that, if she didn’t know who she was before, now she definitely recognized her. “Ah like soccer, but volleyball is mah favorite sport.”
“How did you know that? You answered with so much conviction.” Miss Cherrilee turned her head to her.
“I don’t know, I think it was the way she said it.” Rainbow came up with an explanation last minute, then she turned to Applejack again, a smirk on her face. “Guess she just wasn’t that good at lying.”
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Brinstar77
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562266
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Original Character,Twilight Sparkle,Crossover,Human,Dark,Sad,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Violence
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The Monster I am Today...
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An alien consciousness that knows nothing of friendship. A traumatized alicorn who knows nothing of war. If they can’t split the difference, neither of them will survive.
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complete
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<p>An alien consciousness that knows nothing of friendship. A traumatized alicorn who knows nothing of war. If these two different beings can’t learn to split the difference and share the twisted quadruped body they both occupy, neither of them will escape the Grineer alive. </p><hr/><p>A crossover between MLP:FiM and Warframe, in which Twilight finds out exactly how much being turned into one of those titular warframes would royally <i>suck</i>. Spoilers for The Second Dream, the true nature of the Operators, and events briefly touched upon during The War Within quest.</p>
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mature
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2024-07-25T05:26:30+00:00
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2024-07-25T05:28:36+00:00
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“It feels like I fell asleep,”
“And woke up in a nightmare...”
“Fallen into a world of chaos,”
“You're the reason that I'm here...”
— Aviators, Monster
A voice screamed in the back of Hayden’s mind as a bullet struck her Warframe in its back thigh, the impact knocking it off balance. Its quadruped body promptly toppled from the wire it was scrambling along, its fleshmetal wings flapping in an unsuccessful attempt to slow its fall as it slammed into the Grineer-made flooring beneath.
“Rhue, gar Tenno son-of-a-gutora!” Hayden instinctively rolled to the side, dodging the machete flying toward her even as she scrambled to her feet—well, hooves, actually—and crouched, bracing to launch herself at the Grineer Scorpion and smash its head in.
‘NO!’ The warframe staggered, its actions mirroring Hayden’s experiences as burning pain flooded through her. She’d felt this before. It was called Transference Static, and it happened every time she tried to manifest on the battlefield, but something disrupted the transfer and flung her back into her warframe. Or, in this case, when a consciousness most warframes lacked tried to force her out and failed. ‘No killing! I-’
The warframe’s panicked statement of intent was usurped by a scream of agony, mirroring the guttural roar of pain erupting from what remained of the Warframe’s vocal cords as the Grineer soldier’s machete sliced into its shoulder. “Fine! Change of plans.” Hayden snapped back, presenting a different course of action to the warframe. She didn’t get a response, at least not a coherent one; the presence in the warframe was too overwhelmed to do anything but scream inarticulately.
Hayden couldn’t blame it. If she’d been in its (purely metaphorical) shoes, if she’d been an innocent civilian shoved into a twisted new body and the nonstop murder-fest a typical foray into the interior of a Grineer Cruiser entailed, she’d probably be screaming right with her.
But Hayden wasn’t an innocent civilian. She was a Tenno, a veteran of centuries of slaughter at the behest of those hated golden lords. And she was far, far too preoccupied with not dying to deal with this shit.
She lashed out with her front leg, sending the Scorpion’s machete flying, before jumping on it and spring-boarding off of its chest. Her hooves made contact with the rim of an entrance to a cylindrical ventilation tunnel, and she heaved herself up with practiced ease, scrambling into said tunnel and rounding a corner as the Scorpion’s grappling hook clattered uselessly against its steel walls.
“Sekure kle agrea! Ran's tet klem ket arai!” A harsh, voice shouted as Hayden scrambled deeper into the shaft, an unwelcome reminder that she still had who-the-fuck knows how many bloodthirsty Grineer on her tail. And I don’t have any weapons, I’m stuck in an unmodded frame that I don’t know how to use, and said frame has a conniption fit every time I try to kill one of those Grineer-
‘WHAT THE BUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!’
Hayden staggered to a stop, more from the surprise of the warframe’s sudden outburst than the pain of the transference static that accompanied it. “...what?”
‘How can you consider killing them acceptable?!’ The presence in the warframe responded, equal parts horror, disgust, and fury rolling off of it in waves. ‘Haven’t you seen what you look like?! What you’re trying to do?! They’re trying to kill you because YOU’RE the villain here! As far as they’re concerned, the only monster here is YOU!!!’
For a long, long moment, Hayden was silent, the warframe’s final scream of “YOU” still echoing through their shared head. ‘...you think these Grineer are trying to kill us because they’re convinced we’re a monster?’
‘Yes!’ The presence answered. ‘Because that’s what you are! A monster!’
The warframe let loose a soft, rhythmic moan as Hayden chuckled sadly. “Yeah, it can seem like that, can’t it? After all, only monsters kill their own mothers, right?”
The warframe jolted from surprise and horror; if it still had a proper jaw, Hayden suspected it would be hanging open from shock right about now. ‘You… you killed your mother…’
“I didn’t want to. Not that it mattered.” Hayden had to pause for a moment. Digging up her past like this hurt, hurt in ways that no amount of bullets or acid or blades or flames could replicate. “She loved me, more than anything else in the world. But that didn’t stop the Void from twisting her mind, from turning her into a monster and unleashing that monster on me.” Distant memories came flooding back to Hayden as she told her tale, memories of a loving, caring mother turned into a bloodsoaked madwoman, of said madwoman snatching up a knife and throwing herself at her with murderous intent. “From forcing me to use the powers it gave me to kill her before she killed me.” More memories, of the coppery stench of her own blood, the nauseating fragrance of burnt flesh, the sobs of a child stripped of a parent by her own hands.
“I’d give anything to be able to go back. To get the chance to talk her out of it. To not have to kill her.” Hayden admitted. For once, Hayden was glad Warframes didn’t have the same biological functions as ordinary humans; her eyes would be burning like hell from all the tears if they did. “But nothing I could say would make her back off. Just like nothing you do will make these Grineer live and let live.”
“Ovegr gregre! Hut grent klis gray!” Hayden lifted her head—the warframe’s head—toward the Grineer voices, her thoughts shifting from mournful to venomous. “These things don’t want to kill us because we’re a monster to them. They want to kill us because we aren’t Grineer.”
Hayden’s thoughts turned towards more recent memories, memories of whole villages burned to the ground, of the old and young alike for the high crime of not being born into a xenophobic regime’s cloned armies. “I’ve seen it with my own eyes. I’ve seen villages that have done nothing to offend them and pose not the slightest threat wiped out to the last man, woman, and child just because they aren’t Grineer. Whole ecosystems poisoned and consigned to death solely to make a world more suitable for their purposes.
“They don’t care about the fact that you don’t want to hurt them, that beneath this infested steel you’re a bright-eyed, cheery pony who doesn’t want to hurt anyone and would rather everyone just live and let live. All that matters to them is that you aren’t Grineer. That’s all the reason they need to kill someone.”
A shadow began to creep around the corner, and Hayden tensed, bracing the warframe for the upcoming fight. “And if you don’t let me kill them first, then neither of us are going to be getting out of here alive.”
For a moment that seemed to stretch on forever, the presence in the warframe—Twilight, her name was Twilight, is Twilight, Hayden reminded herself—was unresponsive, the only indication that she was even present the horror and despair radiating from her thoughts. By the time it responded, a Grineer soldier had rounded the corner up ahead.
‘Just tell me when it’s over.’ Twilight responded, her voice a soft, broken whisper. And with that, she fled into a deep, dark part of the warframe’s mind, mentally curling up and locking out the living nightmare she’d awoken to.
“I will.” Hayden responded as the soldier turned toward her, leveling its Karak assault rifle. She leaped forward without hesitation; the orokin had crafted her to be a murderous tool, and so she would murder, so that Twilight wouldn’t have to. “I promise.”
‘Twilight?’ Twilight recoiled from the voice, curling up tighter. No… no more…
‘Twilight, it’s okay. It’s over.’ The former alicorn blinked… well, she tried to, at least. Kinda hard to blink when one didn’t have eyelids, or the eyes that usually went with them. But despite the lack of eyes, she could see that she wasn’t onboard that ‘cruiser’ anymore, despite what the vomitous shades of yellow and green the space around her had been painted in might have one believe.
“Wh-where-”
‘I found a drop pod. We’re safe, for now.’ Twilight nodded, too relieved that the slaughter was over to care about the implications behind those last two words.
A window caught her eyeless gaze, and she trotted over to it, doing her level best to ignore how heavy her newfound exoskeleton felt, to ignore the sticky blood coating her hooves. Through that window, she could see her planet, could even make out the shape of the continent her home country was situated on. But it wasn’t the view that drew her attention.
It was her reflection.
Twilight came to a stop in front of the window, staring at the monster that gazed back from it.
Its skin was the same bright shade of violet as her old coat, and the same was true of the collection of flowing transparent fibers that had replaced her tail, but those were about the only things she could recognize. Her furry coat had been replaced with a layer of horribly organic steel, one that covered her whole body and left her face a blank slate, devoid of eyes, a muzzle, or a mouth. Her horn and wings were covered in the same sort of steal, the tip of her horn and edges of her wings made lethally sharp. And then there was the matter of the blood all over her.
A sound reached her ears, a low, hiccuping groan, a sick mockery of a pony’s sobs. It took Twilight almost a minute to realize that the sound was coming from her.
‘It’s okay…’ The voice—its name was Hayden, if Twilight was remembering correctly—reassured her as she collapsed to the floor and curled into a ball, the sobs increasing in volume.
‘I’ve got you.’
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Collared pet
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562267
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Cutie Mark Crusaders,Main 6,Original Character,Spike,Alternate Universe,Dark,Romance,Sad,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Non-consensual,Profanity,Suicide / Self Harm,Violence
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Damaged…
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Following the week after the invasion of canterlot, the residents of ponyville come under attack from a single changeling
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incomplete
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<p>To be cast out is one thing.. but to be left out alone in the world without a will or reason to live can kill anypony or changeling. Follow the adventure of this changeling and friends to discover what it really means to be damaged…</p><p>This will have brief sex later but it will not be very explicit.</p><p>The suicide tag will be massively involved as in thoughts and desires.</p><p>Violence and profanity will be pretty chill</p>
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teen
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2024-07-25T13:43:22+00:00
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2024-07-25T21:23:40+00:00
| 241 |
”You dare question my orders!?…”
Queen Chrysalis said on her throne, looking down at a changeling drone that was bound in enchanted irons that would prevent unicorns from using magic. Chrysalis studied the look of the drone; It’s dark yellow eyes, dark black chitin, glossy green wings and a darkish silver mane. The drone was a category of males that were made to be ruthless and unwaveringly loyal to her but this single drone wasn’t unwaveringly loyal.
“M… my queen… I don’t think invading Equestria’s capital is a good idea… it will expose our kind to the entire world of Equis..!”
The drone said loudly, causing a few drones in the room to look at each other nervously and start to chat between themselves. Queen Chrysalis stomped her tough carapace hoof on the throne which caused some cracks to form from the impact before speaking loudly within the hivemind.
“Enough!”
Every changeling in the room went silent and refocused their gaze on her, Chrysalis looked around the rugged room and seeing a few dozen of workers and warriors staring at her with fear as a slight grin grew in Chrysalis’s muzzle. With a chuckle, Chrysalis spoke up with nothing but cold and emotionless seething anger.
“Drone 1-20056, I hereby banished you from the hive and hivemind!”
The small crowd of changelings gasp loudly as a lowly warrior drone was receiving a surely painful death. The drone looked at her, frowning slightly before speaking up to the horror of the others.
“The name is Ventral… My queen..”
Queen Chrysalis was furious, the drone that named itself Ventral had dared to disrespect her even further. Ventral was the name of her first love, they were robbed from their life by a very jealous warrior drone many moons ago.
Quickly standing up, Queen Chrysalis blasted the drone with a beam of magic. The rooms filled with screams of pain and pleas of mercy from the drone as soon as the spell was completed. The drone tried to stand up, only to fall down onto their face.
“W… what has happened to m… me..!?!”
The drone, Ventral, asked with hope in getting an understanding only to get their forelegs gripped by loyalists. Queen Chrysalis pointed toward the door before loudly announcing.
“To all traitors and those who seek to question my wisdom will banished from the hive. Never to return less they wish to die! Now escort this filth out of my sight and out of this hive!”
Before Ventral could ask what’s going on, something struck the back of their head and made them loose consciousness.
—Unknown amount of time later—
Slowly opening their eyes to a bright blue hazy sky, Ventral vision was blurry from the harsh blow to their head. Slowly getting up a sharp pain came from their back, looking backwards toward their abdomen and seeing a small trail of red ooze leaking from them. With a gasp, Ventral turned to face the pile of ooze on the floor that was their forced resting place. Ventral immediately realized that it was a mix of blood and torn wing fragments, another mark that traitors received to mark them as banished.
Looking forward ahead was a large towering spire of unknown material that still couldn’t be explained after many years of living in the hive. With a sigh, Ventral turned away from the spire before turning into a pony. The pony was a semi-large earth pony stallion, the mane was a short and soft lavender blue with a few streaks of silver, their coat was a nice onyx blue with a few spots of dark black burns on the hindquarters and finally there was a cutie mark in the shape of a single star with a silver ring around it. Looking down to the vast desert of the bandlands, seeing a few Quartz wolves in the distance fighting over a couple of mangled corpse of changeling traitors/ and or scouts, before taking a deep breath and exhaling loudly right before saying softly.
“New life… meet Obsidian star!”
Two years later
Obsidian Star, wielding a serrated knife in his maw, slashed the blade in a wide arch and catching the large wooden wolf’s head in half. Upon its defeat, the body of the wooden wolf collapsed into a heap of wood onto the lush forest floor along with the rest of its pack that tried to get an easy meal out of him. With a large sigh of relief, Obsidian opened his maw to allow the knife to fall from its owner and stab itself into the ground by the body of the dead wooden wolf.
“What a workout…! Phew… builds up an appetite!”
Obsidian said before reaching behind him and grasping a saddle bag before bringing it in front of his muzzle. Opening up the saddle bag, Obsidian noticed a foul odor that most of not all of his fruit and vegetables had spoiled. With a frown, Obsidian flipped the bag upside down to empty the contents of spoiled food before placing it back onto his back. Picking up the knife and examining it, Obsidian frowned at its condition before placing the knife back into its holster.
“I’ll need a replacement for the knife. Hopefully a town is nearby..”
Obsidian said in their head before continuing his journey forward. Obsidian, although banished, had felt slightly hopeless before making his journey away from the badlands and while making his way towards equestria. Having met and lost companions along the way had brought a new sense of dread with him. The souls of his friends seem to follow him everywhere without pause to torment his dreams and waking hours. Obsidian couldn’t help but feel like a coward everyday, even if his companions told him to save himself despite the situation. The days got longer and much less colorful with every step ever since of his cornea’s damage from an ambush of thieves that caused most of his friend’s deaths the past couple of months. Many of them knew what he was, and accepted that he wasn’t an evil monster like the paper had written, and even found love with him.
Shaking his head, obsidian screamed in anger while letting his disguise fall.
“Get out of my head!!!! ITS NOT MY FAULT!!!!! I TRIED TOO SAVE HER!!!!!”
A trio of soft gasps brought obsidian out of his self loathing session which caused him to look for the scream of a trio. His eyes fell upon a small group of fillies that were a mix of unicorn, earth pony and Pegasus wearing a small cape of red, blue and gold. Gulping loudly, obsidian backed up slightly in hopes to not scare them anymore.
Cutie mark Crusaders POV:
—Five minutes before meeting—
Apple Bloom Sweetiebell and Scootaloo were slowly walking through the Everfree forest in an attempt to earn a cutie mark in tracking and it was midday when Sweetiebell spoke up.
“Girls I don’t think it’s working.. we spent all morning trying to find any tracks.”
Applebloom nodded before speaking up in Sweetiebell’s defense.
“I agree Sweetiebell.. we should have at least seen a bunny track or even our hoof tracks… we should go home..”
Scootaloo groaned, speeding up before turning around to face the two before responding.
“If we don’t find our cutie marks then we’ll be the laughing stock of the town..! I will not let that happen!”
Applebloom looked away a bit before speaking.
“I just think..-“
“AROOOOOOO!
The trio yelp in fear as the loud howls of nearby Timberwolf’s hunting bring the CMC’s into a terrified huddle. They dare not say a single word in the hopes that the danger would leave. Suddenly hearing a stallion shouting and the howls, of the hunting timberwolves, began to die out.
Without thinking, the trio silently rushed to the voice of the pony and upon reaching the clearing they would hear the enraged screams of a changeling.
“Get out of my head!!!! ITS NOT MY FAULT!!!!! I TRIED TOO SAVE HER!!!!!”
The trio gasp softly, seeing a changeling in the middle of a bunch of dead timberwolves. Their eyes widened in fear when the changeling stared at them. The moment the changeling took a step back the trio bolted in the other direction, screaming in terror as the changeling soon followed.
—several long minutes of chasing later—
A small group of traveling ponies, with two retired royal guards accompanying them, have come far and wide to visit the tranquil town that is Ponyville, looking in the far distance as a train approached the ponyville station. Their gaze turned towards the forest when a trio of fillies burst out of the Everfree forest in cuts and bruises followed shortly by a semi large changeling, hearing it speak.
“I’m not going to hurt you…! Please stop running..!”
The two retired royal guards, older and less powerful than the younger generation, intervene and block the changeling from continuing chase. The changeling skidded to a halt before the two as the small group began taking photos of the situation.
—Train station—
After returning from the Crystal Empire, Twilight and her friends began to slowly walk back to town. After dealing with freezing temperatures for a portion of the trip back a simple but well deserved spa day was on the agenda. The group stopped when they heard Rainbow Dash, the egomaniac jock, point out in the distance.
“Look there’s a changeling attacking that group of travelers!”
The mane six looked to where their friend was pointing at, they gasp loudly when they see the changeling defeat two ponies at once causing Twilight to take charge.
“Come on girls! Let’s stop this evil creature!”
The girls nodded, galloping towards the group as hero’s should be doing..
(To be continued..)
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Mockingbirb
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562268
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Main 6,Scootaloo,Starlight Glimmer,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Fight to the Fin-ish (Ultimate Extreme Paternity Battle With Magic)
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An argument about science and 'where ponies came from' puts one of Twilight Sparkle's friends in a fishy predicament.
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complete
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<div class="bbcode-center" style="text-align:center"><p>An argument about science and 'where ponies came from' puts one of Twilight Sparkle's friends in a fishy predicament.</p><hr/><p><sub>(cover image used by permission, from <a href="https://purplesmart.ai/item/067d3841-92e3-424d-ad02-a22306db3798" rel="nofollow">https://purplesmart.ai/item/067d3841-92e3-424d-ad02-a22306db3798</a>)</sub></p></div>
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everyone
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2024-07-25T07:20:42+00:00
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2024-07-25T07:28:00+00:00
| 311 |
"Of COURSE I can tell you which came first," Twilight Sparkle insisted, arguing in the middle of a Ponyville street. "Ponies and all other four-limbed creatures that live outside the sea evolved from fish. And fish hatch from eggs. So the egg came BEFORE the chicken."
A little orange pegasus filly had been trotting past, but now she stopped. "Are you saying rude things about me being a chicken?"
"Of course not," Applejack said. "It was a misunderstanding."
"I was just explaining where ponies came from," Twilight said. "We used to be fish."
"Not true!" Scootaloo complained. "Chicken, fish...I've never been any of those things, and grown mares ought to know better than to say so!"
Twilight shook her head. "I don't mean you personally, Scootaloo. I mean our distant ancestors."
Applejack scoffed, "Ah reckon you're full of...applesauce, Twilight, and not the good kind neither. Ah know ponies have ALWAYS been ponies--"
"Um," Twilight tried to interrupt.
"Ever since we were created directly from horses!"
Twilight blinked. "You think we used to be HORSES?"
"Well of course! Where else would we have come from?"
Scootaloo piped up, "I heard we evolved from worms." She scratched her head. "Or maybe parasprites? I'm not sure."
Twilight shook her head. "I cannot BELIEVE the sad state of Equestrian education. The simplest facts of life, and hardly anypony but me seems to be properly informed about them."
A unicorn with a pinkish-lavender coat strolled up. "What doesn't anypony seem to know, Twilight? Because I can tell you, my education is going GREAT. I just learned a new time spell!"
"Oh no!" Twilight said. "Not again. Starlight, I remember how you almost destroyed Equestria a dozen times or more, the LAST time you toyed with time travel."
Starlight smiled at Twilight, trying to look innocent. "This is completely different! This spell isn't a time TRAVEL spell, it's just kind of a...time NOT traveling spell. And it's temporary. Wait a day or two after you cast it, and everything goes back to normal."
Twilight shook her head. "No. Bad Glimmer." She levitated a spray bottle and squirted a stream of water at Starlight Glimmer, who opened her mouth wide.
"Thanks! How did you know I was thirsty?"
"BAD GLIMMER!"
"Waitasec," Applejack said. "Ah want to hear about how this latest spell is supposed to be different."
Starlight gestured with one forehoof, pointing at a flower growing in front of Applejack. "Suppose you want to see what that flower used to look like, before it opened. Just cast one little spell, like this..." Her horn glowed, zapped the flower, and it changed from a large, open bloom into a little bud. "See? It's easy. And by sometime tomorrow, the bud should change back into its regular flower self. So there are no drawbacks! No problems at all! Perfectly safe! And if you step up the power a little, it's also a great way to settle paternity cases by turning a pony into her own parents for a day!"
"Hmm," Twilight said.
"Do it to Twilight," Applejack said.
"What?" Starlight asked.
"Twilight says ponies all used to be fish, long ago."
"Our ANCIENT ANCESTORS were fish," Twilight corrected. "But you and I, Applejack, have NEVER been fish. Unless you're your own great-great-so-many-greats-grandmother."
"Jokes about me bein' my own great grandma are NOT funny!" AJ stomped her hoof. "You know redneck jokes like that are just prejudice. You shouldn't say things like that!"
"I didn't mean it as a redneck joke!" Twilight protested. "You should know me better than that."
"An' tryin' to tell me ponies used to be fish. You're just makin' fun of me, is all you've been doin'. Playin' me for a fool." Applejack poked Starlight with one forehoof. "Ah DEMAND ya settle this once an' for all. Use your spell on super high power, an' turn Twilight into her long-ago ancestor!"
Starlight chuckled nervously. "Maybe we can compromise? What if we try it on a...a dog or something? Somecreature who isn't a pony?"
Twilight glared back. "Don't act like dogs don't matter! Sometimes SPIKE is a dog!"
Starlight blinked. "I didn't know. May I try my spell on...a tiny lizard? An earthworm? What kind of creature WOULD be ok?"
"Hmmph. Try it on Applejack. She's so sure her family's always been ponies, she shouldn't even mind it at all."
Starlight shrugged. "Ok, if you say so." A magical glow swirled brightly around her horn. "You might want to cover your eyes against the flash. Turning somepony into her own distant ancestor is going to take a LOT of magical power--"
"No!" Twilight shouted as she reared up on her hind legs. "I was kidding. It was just a joke!"
"So you WERE making fun of me!" Applejack shouted back. "Why, Ah oughta..."
Starlight grimaced. "Oh my. This spell feels very...potent. I don't think it's an easy one to just stop partway through." Just as Twilight tried to push Starlight aside to redirect the spell's aim away from Applejack, a blazing bolt of magic shot out of Starlight's horn.
Everypony blinked, half-blinded by the spell's flash.
"Twilight?" Applejack said. "Ah'm still a pony. So that PROVES--"
Beyond Applejack, a slapping noise like a wet, wriggling fish interrupted. "Darlings? My hind end seems to have been struck by somepony's poorly considered spell."
"Yes!" Scootaloo said. "I'm NOT a chicken! Finally somepony ELSE is gonna get called some creature other than a pony. NOT me."
Applejack frowned at Rarity. "Rarity? Your backside is lookin' kinda...fishy."
"Yes, dear. How attentive of you to notice. I appear to have become a merpony."
Scootaloo agreed, "You sure are."
Applejack told the half-fish fashionista, "Starlight says in a day or two you'll turn back to your regular self. But for now, we should get you into some water right away, before you dry out." She ran over to Rarity, carefully gripped her pale friend in her mouth, and flipped the merpony up onto her strong earth pony back. "Rarity, let's you an' Ah go swimmin'. Maybe in Ponyville Pond?"
"Thank you! I accept your kind invitation."
Applejack carried Rarity away, stepping carefully.
"So as you can see," Starlight Glimmer said, "A good magical spell can--"
"Make us look like reckless foals?" Twilight asked.
"I was GOING to say, can settle arguments about the origin of ponykind. Just one little spell gives us so much scientific knowledge. Isn't it marvelous?"
Twilight sighed. "Just don't do it again."
"Oh, of course not!" Starlight winked. "Unless you TELL me to do it, again, of course."
Scootaloo picked up the spray bottle in her mouth. She squirted both Twilight and Starlight. "Bad unicorns! Naughty unicorns! It's not fair. Why do I have to be the responsible grownup pony around here?"
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Lunabird
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562277
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Rainbow Dash,Twilight Sparkle,Comedy,Porn,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Sex
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Twilight Sparkle and Rainbow Dash have a Relationship Crisis
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Twilight Sparkle and Rainbow Dash's relationship with Daisy has a small rift. But in the end, true love helps them find each other again.
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<p>Twilight Sparkle and Rainbow Dash's relationship with Daisy has a small rift. But in the end, true love helps them find each other again.</p>
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mature
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2024-07-25T12:02:28+00:00
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2024-07-25T12:02:27+00:00
| 174 |
Twilight Sparkle and Rainbow Dash have been together for a while, but there has been a bit of a conflict between the two of them lately, as they both feel that the other is not paying enough attention to them.
This caused their relationship to fall apart one morning.
"Hey, Rainbow Dash, I've had enough of you! Are you really not paying any attention to the breakfast I prepare for you every morning? ”
"Nonsense, haven't you noticed that I can only eat diet meals now to prevent my body from getting fat?"
Although this isn't the first time they've argued, Twilight Sparkle gets so angry that she slams her plate to the ground, shattering it to pieces. The fall not only broke the plate, but also caused an irreparable rift in the relationship between the two of them.
"I can't take it anymore, you don't know me at all!" Rainbow Dash angrily smashes the window and flies away.
"In that case, there is no need for me to stay in this place any longer." Twilight Sparkle bursts through the door. Only Spike was left messy in place.
Weren't the two of them okay the other day? How did it become like this now?
Twilight Sparkle is so angry that she doesn't know where to stay. Fluttershy is so weak that she can't be comforted properly, and Becky never knows how to appease others. After thinking about it, Twilight Sparkle decides to stay at Applejack for a while, as it is a large place for her to vent her frustrations.
"Twilight Sparkle, what's wrong with you? It looks so gloomy. Apple Price looked at the dejected eyes and asked with great concern.
"She's gone from me, I'm such a bad pony, I can't even keep a girl." Twilight Sparkle almost slams her head on the ground, and she regrets that she didn't keep Rainbow Dash. "But what can I do? She didn't like me at all, and I didn't like anything I did. ”
"Don't be so discouraged, Twilight Sparkle, it's too late to change when you want. Maybe you can get her back from now on. Applegaret patted her sparkling shoulder.
"Do what you like?" Twilight Sparkle thought for a moment, "yes! I'm going to work out from now on. Rainbow Dash loves sports so much, and if I practice tendon meat, I'm sure she'll fall in love with me all over again. ”
"If you want to exercise, then you've got the right pony, and I'm pretty sure about it." Apple's sweet apple orchard pointed in the direction. "Stay with me for a month to make sure you're strong and muscular."
Rainbow Dash wasn't doing well either, she wanted to fly back to Cloudsdale, but she felt a little too much of a coward, she couldn't escape, she needed to find a way to save Twilight Sparkle, for the love of her heart, and of course for her own face.
But who to go to help? Rainbow Dash thinks about it and realizes that only Rarity and Twilight Sparkle seem to have a good relationship. Because the two of them sometimes go to the mall together. Other than that, Rainbow Dash can't remember which pony the nerd has a special relationship with.
Thinking of this, she immediately flew to the merry-go-round fashion store.
Rairty was surprised when she heard about the two of them breaking up. Because in her impression, the relationship between this couple is still very good.
"It's just a little bit of a disagreement. My dear, let me show you how to capture a mare's heart. ”
"So what should I do? Reading a book? The thought of the books with dense words makes Rainbow Dash feel dizzy.
"No, no, no, it's so much easier than that, you don't even have to do anything." A wicked smile appeared on Rarity 's face.
……
"Oh my God, it's torture, you know I don't like it!" Looking at the table of cosmetics in front of her, Rainbow Dash screamed.
"I know, dear, but I think Twilight Sparkle will like a little more elegant ponies when she becomes a princess, so I feel like the idea is really worth trying."
"Okay then, where should we start?" Rainbow Dash is deflated, and she has to do it for Twilight Sparkle's sake.
"Don't worry, we have a lot more to do, not only to change your appearance, but also to change your behavior and mannerisms so that you look like an elegant pony from head to head." Rarity pulled out a leather whip out of nowhere. "Alright, my Rainbow Dash, let's start with the chair position. You'd better be obedient and don't let me whip you. ”
Ah~ Rainbow Dash is dumbfounded, this is torture.
……
As the month passes, Twilight Sparkle helps Apple Garnier with a month of farm work, at first she can't even pull the plow, but then she gradually gets stronger, every muscle seems firm and full, and even her pussy is tighter.
Rainbow Dash follows Rarity about how to become a lady in a month. She had to be beaten several times a day by Riel, but thankfully she survived, and now she had an air of grace all over her body.
The day of the reunion is fast approaching, and Rarity decides to dress up Rainbow Dash in order to make the meeting even more perfect.
Looking at the glittering red shoulder split evening dress, gold high heels, and black evening gloves, Rainbow Dash felt sick. "Do I have to wear these?"
"Of course, dear, and we're going to start with your hairstyle." Rarity brought a bunch of shampoos, lots of brushes of different sizes, and a hair dryer.
She uses almost two full bottles of shampoo when she washes Rainbow Dash's hair. She gives Rainbow Dash a lot of hairstyles until she's satisfied. The wavy hairstyle always pleases the ponies.
However, Rainbow Dash is still disgusted by the flashy outfits. But Rarity magically pinned her to her seat and forced the clothes to be put on her.
Riel then pulls out a diamond necklace and two sparkling bracelets. Rainbow Dash is disgusted at the first sight of these things, but Rarity 's enthusiasm is so high that she takes them with her.
"Honey, I'm afraid it's not enough, maybe we should add a little more decoration." Rarity walked in with a punch. "Come, let me put on sparkling earrings for you."
"Don't!!" It's the first time Rainbow Dash struggles so hard, but it's all over, so Rarity forces her to the bed and punches two holes in her ears without mercy. Then put two moon-shaped earrings on her ears.
"Well, dear, you look so beautiful now. Still, I believe some makeup is necessary. Rillette slowly approaches Rainbow Dash with countless vanity cases and small brushes. Now, close your eyes. ”
Rainbow Dash closes her eyes in despair, feeling the intricate movements of each brush on her face. Maybe it's a layer of foundation, a little blush, and finally some lipstick and eyeshadow. It feels really bad with so much powder sticking on your face.
"Great, my little Rainbow Dash, now that you look like a real princess, I feel like it's time to meet your girlfriend."
"I guess so." Although Rainbow Dash is unhappy with her outfits, she is thrilled to see that she will soon be reconciled with Twilight Sparkle.
Twilight Sparkle's side is much simpler. However, Apple Jack makes Twilight Sparkle's muscles look more conspicuous by putting her in a tracksuit.
The two of them soon arrive at the place where it's time to meet Rainbow Dash. But Rainbow Dash still doesn't come.
"Why is she so slow? It's not because you don't want to see me, right?” Twilight Sparkle said worriedly.
"No, I'm sure she wants to surprise you, just like you did for her."
As she spoke, a roll of red carpet suddenly spreads, and Twilight Sparkle and Apple Jack look in surprise in the direction of the red carpet.
Two shiny ponies came in the distance. That's right, the word sparkle is not an exaggeration at all. They're not crystal ponies, but they're shiny enough in their costumes.
"Is that Rainbow Dash?" Twilight Sparkle rubs her eyes in disbelief.
"It must be her, go meet her." Apple Jack nudges Twilight Sparkle behind her.
Twilight Sparkle stubbornly runs to Rainbow Dash and begins a simple greeting. "Nice to see you again. That, you're wearing it so beautifully today. ”
"Oh, thank you." Rainbow Dash shakes the lace of her dress in embarrassment, the first time a pony has said she's pretty. "By the way, you seem to be a lot stronger lately."
"Yey, now I can fly at three times the speed of light." Twilight Sparkle proudly flexes off her muscles. She had put a lot of hard work into it for Rainbow Dash.
"But actually, you don't have to." The two ponies suddenly said this to each other at the same time.
"Why is it not necessary? That's all for you . ”
"I feel like I'm going to do it." Apple Jack whispered to Rarity.
"So, you did all this for me?" Twilight Sparkle and Rainbow Dash seem to have rehearsed their lines in advance, and the two of them speak in surprising consonance.
"Oh, my sweetheart, I really shouldn't have done that to you." Twilight Sparkle can't help it anymore and hugs Rainbow Dash.
"Oh yes, I love you too, you're holding me a little too tight." Rainbow Dash is already wrapped in layers of clothing, and Twilight Sparkle hugs her so hard that she barely breathes.
"Say it again." Twilight Sparkle brings her ear close to Rainbow Dash's mouth.
"I love you—"
Twilight Sparkle kisses Rainbow Dash. She didn't know when she became so proactive, probably because of regular exercise.
"Woo-"
As time went on, the kiss became more and more passionate. Eventually, in the dance of the tip of their tongues, they reached the climax of this kiss. Then the two ponies blushed and slowly let go of each other's mouths.
"Maybe we should give them some private space." Rarity pulled Apple Jack to avoid the unsightly scene.
"Oh dear, you're just amazing." Rainbow Dash licks the corners of her mouth. "But you know, we haven't had sex in too long, so I want to fuck you right now."
"As you wish." Twilight Sparkle picks up Rainbow Dash and rushes into their bedroom.
"Let's see my newfound skills." Twilight Sparkle pushes Rainbow Dash hard against the bed, ripping her legs apart, and before Rainbow Dash screams, she pushes her mouth to Rainbow Dash's wet pussy.
Rainbow Dash discovers that Twilight Sparkle's tongue has become so powerful. She rubbed the walls of her vagina so hard that she collapsed on the bed, powerless to resist.
"Whoa—Twilight Sparkle, lighter, I can't take it anymore." It's the first time Rainbow Dash has been so shy in bed.
"Stop struggling, my little Daisy. You're mine tonight. Twilight Flicker gets even more excited when she hears Rainbow Dash's plea for mercy. Her tongue teases Rainbow Dash's sensitive clit again and again.
"Ahh—"
Finally, Twilight Sparkle takes Rainbow Dash's entire pussy in her mouth. Tasting Daisy's juice squirting out of it.
Now the juice of the two ponies was flowing freely, and the whole room was filled with their scent.
I'm sure they'll have a perfect night and have a very sweet relationship.
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stealthcam
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562281
| 1 |
Princess Luna,Human,Comedy,Porn,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Profanity,Sex
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The Soft Moments In-Between.
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Luna and Carl have their first mature moments in this side story of Pick Me?
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complete
| 28 | 4 |
<p>Luna and Carl have been together for six months now and it's finally time for Carl to get over his fears of intimacy. Carl may be a virgin but he knows just enough to make it an enjoyable experience for all involved. They enjoy each other's company with all its awkward and comedic moments. </p><p>This takes place after chapter five 'Ambassador?!' and before 'Just Tell The Story' In Pick Me? Go read that please, I promise it's at least decent.<br/><a href="/story/561486/pick-me" rel="nofollow">Pick me? - Fimfiction</a></p><p>I have never written anything like this forgive me. Anyway, this is not really intended as a Clopfic it mostly expounds on Luna and Carl's relationship beyond the teen limits of the main story.</p>
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mature
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2024-07-25T15:13:16+00:00
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2024-07-25T15:13:16+00:00
| 755 |
“Carl! Come hereee,” Luna called from outside the bathroom.
“I’ll be out in a minute,” I replied, the wine from dinner having done a number on my bladder.
Finishing my business I exited the bathroom turning to the suite's large bedroom. Luna lay upon the bed splayed out belly up, her beautiful form free and completely relaxed. Her wings sparkled in contrast to the burgundy sheets in the half-light.
She waved a hoof at me drawing my attention, “Are you going to keep staring or come explore the moon?”
I tentatively made my way over sitting down on the edge of the bed next to her. Rubbing my forehead nervously I tried to say anything but nothing would come.
She rolled over, turning to face me. Her hoof touched my thigh, startling me. She spoke softly and carefully, “This does not need to be serious, just come and have fun with me. It’s no different than when you were concerned about cuddling me.
“But it is different,” I said exasperated.
She rubbed my thigh saying, “Do I need to threaten to tell your mom ‘the thing’ Again?
“Hey now, that is unca-,” I was cut off, pulled down into a passionate kiss running her tongue across my teeth and trying to quite literally drown me in love.
Breaking away she breathlessly murmured in my ear, “We can go a-as slow or as fast as yo- you want I just need you to tou-ch me. What-ever you want to do, however, you want to do it as long as you-’re not hurting me,” her hooves slid under my shirt trying to pull it off me.
I slowly ran my hands down her wings as she worked my shirt off slowly. The annoying cloth finally removed, she pounced on me kissing my chest.
“You are one thirsty pony, huh.”
She ignored me, hauling herself up and kissing my neck. Kissing her on the top of the snout I mumbled, “Does this mean I can touch the horn?”
Luna giggled cutely, “You can touch mine if I can touch yours.”
“Fine, fine I think that can be arranged,” I jokingly complained, rubbing the joints of her wings. I rolled her over softly, lightly holding her down, “you said as fast or, as slow as I want, no? In your words, I want to ‘explore the moon’.” She gasped as I kissed under her jaw tracing a line down her neck and chest. Stopping at her teats I hesitantly held the soft flesh in the palm of my hand. Pulling my hand away I looked at it then the two perfect little mounds between her legs. I continued my path of kisses down, giving extra attention to her soft little nipples. I paused there for a moment continuing my ministrations drawing soft little moans from her.
“Stop teasing me,” She whined, “there is more fun stuff, fur-further down.”
“Buttt you said as slow as I want,” Sarcasm dripping from every word.
She lightly pushed me down with her wings, “That is not what I meant, and you kn-”
I cut her short lightly tracing around her vulva, her clit aggressively winking. The soft fur lightly matted with lust. My soft touch drew shivers and gasps as I worked my way closer and closer. Shifting down the bed everything was in full view and in perfect position, “Say pineapples if anything I do hurts,” She shuddered as my warm breath washed over her sensitive folds. I paused for a moment, taking everything in.
Luna prodded through her gasping breaths, “What, what’s wrong now.”
“I don’t, I don’t know what to do from here. I know how and where everything is supposed to go but…”
“Rut me you idiot!” she practically yelled, spreading herself with magic.
She mewled as I slowly penetrated her velvet depths, my fingers marking out every ridge and bump. My thumb tracing figures eights over her spasming and contracting little pink nub. Continuing deeper she quivered and arched breathless moans drawn from such simple motions. Delving further a rough patch drew my attention, the cries of ecstasy intensifying at the smallest of brushes. I drew closer to the prize I had never tasted before, enveloping her with my tongue. She froze the sudden change driving her over the edge. She shook and I was suddenly sprayed with her pleasure.
I coughed mildly shocked. She held her wings over her embarrassed face. I flopped on the bed next to her, the giggles overtaking me.
I hugged her pulling her close stifling the giggles barely, “I guess I should have brought a towel, I left dry land,” We lay there for god knows how long just laughing, the real slapstick laughs. The kind of humor only found in the soft moments in between. The tingle of magic attempting to unbutton my pants distracted me from the soft wings enveloping me, “I take it that it’s my turn, Huh”
“This was supposed to be for you, you, you,” she punctuated softly punching my chest.
I attempted a rebuttal but was surprised by Luna's impatience boiling over. Done with struggling with the pants she simply tore them, ripping off the dress slacks at the seams.
With my boxers now the only barrier between us she growled with frustration, “So many damned layers!” Quickly standing over me and stripping them from me I sprang to attention, unhindered by the annoying fabric.
I smiled nervously, “everything you thought it would be?”
She looked at me pointedly as she positioned herself over me, “You are my everything. Are you ready?” She didn’t wait for an answer, slowly sliding down my length. My breath staggered, the sudden sensation overwhelming me.
“Is it everything you thought it would be?” she mocked, grinning.
Slowly working herself over me my grunts and gasps spurring her onward. She leaned forward starting the battle for control of my lips. The room echoed with the passion of lovers finally made one. Her soft walls constricted and pulled as she sped up the pace, our combined moans intensifying.
“Luna, I’m,” with the change of rhythm I couldn’t help myself.
We both came together, the throws of passion leaving us collapsed on one another.
I started to cry, my emotions overwhelming me.
She rubbed my chest concerned, “Hey, what's wrong?”
I laughed through my sobs, “Nothing, everything is too perfect. The last eight months leading up to this, the turmoil, fights, drama, love, It’s catching up with me, all of it right now. Nothing can top this moment.” I clasped her face with my hands just looking at her and brushing the stars behind her ear, “Everything I need right here in front of me, ah hell, even wrapped around me.”
A smile split her face, tears in her eyes, “I love you too”
We stayed just like that in each other's comforting grasp. I idly traced the spirals of her horn, the soft fur lightly sparking and popping in the dark.
Laying her head in the crook of my neck she hummed lightly, “I don’t know why you find that so fascinating.”
“It’s like you.”
“What do you mean by that?” she harrumphed.
“It’s pretty and unique”
Her breath hitched and hiccuped. She cried in my ear barely a whisper, “You’re too good for me.” In her soft embrace sleep overtook me.
I was awoken by the sensation of the hairs on my legs getting torn out one by one. I blinked owlishly at the sight in front of me, Luna trying to slowly peel herself off of me. The previous night's events had effectively glued us together.
She looked at me sheepishly, “We should have showered.”
“Bandaid?”
“What!?”
Bandaid it is then, I rolled Luna off of me waxing my thighs in the process. We both hissed, the sudden removal of hundreds of hairs besting even our pain tolerances. I laughed through my grimace at Luna’s squirming.
Wiggling my way to the edge of the bed I sat rubbing the sting out of my thighs, “It hurts less if you don’t expect it.”
“It still hurts you, you, creature,” She managed to squeak through clenched teeth.
Slowly working my way around the bed I kneeled next to her, rubbing her side. I softly murmured in her ear, “A hot shower would help you want me to take you?” She grumbled at me as I picked her light frame up off the bed. She rolled over into a bridle carry looking pathetic. Kissing her on the nose I mused, “You do have more fur than I do, I’m sorry.”
She continued her wordless grumbling and grumping as we made our way to the bath. The doors opened with idle magic as we went. The luxurious shower, far larger than any one person would ever need, the taxpayers' dime spent for our comfort.
“Do you want me to put you down or do you want to do the thing from where you are?” I questioned nodding to the showers' many knobs and levers. The only answer to my question was more irritated, unintelligible mumbling. Lightly tickling her side I lightly threatened, “I could just turn the water on to where I like it if I don’t get an answer.”
“Put me down, I’ll get it,” She muttered, finally saying something understandable.
Gently rolling onto her hooves she started and adjusted the water temperature. Slowly working into our standard routine Luna ended up belly up trying to unmat her fur. She squeaked and hissed looking pitiful as the fur yanked and pulled free. Kneeling I started to slowly help my dexterous fingers running all along her lower half.
“You know that's really distracting,” she complained, her magic sparking and crackling as she lost concentration momentarily.
Continuing to help I lightly pinched her cutie mark, her magic sparking out completely at my teasing.
“You keep teasing me…” She warned.
I leaned forward pressing more than just my thighs against her, “You’ll what? Make the morning more entertaining than it has already been?”
Her tail flagged aggressively brushing against my calves, a cherry red blush on her cheeks. “You little, little…”
“I’d say I’m pretty big given the way you were moaning last night.”
She groaned trying to stifle a laugh, “Ahh, that’s terrible!”
I made an obscene gesture with my hands, “It was but… how do you feel about… this morning?”
Running a wing tip across my chest she seductively responded, “I would love to.” Her tone changed, “However NOT on the floor, my back hurts already.”
Slowly standing out of her way she slowly stretched as she returned to her hooves hiding nothing. I couldn’t refrain from staring at the full moon mouth agape.
“You’ll catch flies like that,” Luna quipped.
I looked away embarrassed muttering, “Can you blame me though?”
Her hips coming into my gaze she pushed me back till I was against the wall, her hips against mine. Looking more serious she stated, “I was so afraid you wouldn’t find me physically attractive. I had hour-long conversations with Cadance about it.”
Slowly rubbing her back I teased, “Thinking about other mares while we fuck, how scandalous.”
“Well, technica-” Her voice petered out as I rubbed my tip over her love button.
Leaning over her gently rubbing the base of her wings I whispered breathily, “Well continue, it sounded like you had more to say”
She stuttered, “I um well, ah” Slowly sinking into her satin depths she lost her voice.
We shifted in our coupling the only sounds, were the running water, and our heavy breathing. Reaching behind my head I removed the adjustable showerhead. Quickly shifting it to its massage setting. I ran the pulsing water down her chest slowly working my way further down. Shifting the warm water over her thighs I gradually brought it to her rapidly winking clit. Her cry of pleasure echoed off the glass and porcelain, her front legs giving up their already unsteady hold.
Picking up my pace she whined, “Stop, Pineapples!”
I froze, dropping the impromptu vibrator, “Are you ok?”
She gasped between breaths, “Too, Much.”
I simply held her close letting her decide if she wanted to continue. Regaining her footing she slowly pulled herself off of me unsteadily. Turning she picked up the sprayer shakily placing it back in its place.
I mumbled under my breath, “Shit, shit, shit.”
Luna placed a hoof on my thigh reassuring me, “Hey, it’s ok this happens sometimes. It can’t be perfect all the time, but we have something more important to attend to.” Kneeling she brought my tip to her lips slowly enveloping me in the softest embrace. Twirling her tongue, heaven itself rolled and wrapped me. She had no problem hilting me and I didn’t last long, that one rapturous moment feeling like an eternity bringing my turn to echo off the ceramic. Gently retracting from my softly bucking and thrusting hips she stood on far more stable legs. I Pulled her into a fight for my essence over our mixed breaths. We broke from our connection smiling at a morning well spent.
We stayed like that for a while enjoying each other's company, finishing our actual shower activities as the water started to run cold.
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<p>In a small town gripped by exploitation, thousands of impoverished residents cling to one another for solace amidst the harshness of their existence. Among them is Wolfgang, a figure whose eyes gleam with the fire of his own clandestine agenda. His life is a tapestry of uncertainty and despair. Just when the shadows of his world seem to deepen, Twilight and her companions arrive at his doorstep. It's evident from the outset that Wolfgang harbors no affection for the company of those who would exploit his kind. His story is about to intertwine with theirs, and the fate of the poor hangs in the balance as the lines between friend and foe blur in the struggle for a better life.</p>
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Dukes residing in Augsburg pass by the city gates every day, never noticing a tent with a dry cloth that has been by the gate for months. Crowds of people have gawked at this tent, often dismantling it when its owner is away, leaving it in disarray. Even the vagrants, when passing by, would roll up their sleeves and quietly take a stick to use as a walking stick.
The owner of this tent is named Wolfgang.
These despicable creatures often come to make trouble during the day when he goes out, but they never take away that dry cloth, which is too shabby, like the shavings from a pencil sharpener, limp on the rotten frame. Every day when Wolfgang leaves the tent, he tidies it up, making it look "neat," and then goes to the street corner piano in Stouffer Alley.
Almost every time, he would watch the residents there with great interest. There would always be one or two people singing alone, either from a broken heart or from confusion, never an empty seat. He would quietly hide aside, leaning against a cold and damp brick wall, quietly stealing this unique spiritual lunch.
Usually, he would pick up two pieces of rotten radish roots; he could no longer find any other food. Celestia seemed to do this on purpose, leaving the wandering little ponies with nowhere to go. However, chewing on the radish roots while listening to the piano sound is the greatest comfort for more than ten years of living alone.
He could recall his life at that time, savoring the misfortune, burying his resentment in the brick wall.
Orphaned at a young age, his mother divorced, which also made him not hold out any hope to walk on the wedding stage with a girl holding flowers, even the only pitiful money on the roadside pony, in his heart, these are like a wisp of cold wind, thought about a million times, every time after thinking, he would laugh at himself.
Every time after thinking, the pony left, the alley was clear.
The piano stool was made of paper wrapped, one foot was missing very seriously, with several bricks piled up to support that foot, and the other stool feet were wobbly; the piano cover was always covered with a layer of ash, covering the yellowing wooden keys; the piano keys were very paint-peeled, but in Wolfgang's eyes, it showed a kind of retro beauty, quietly listening to the sound of the years sliding by; in a corner of the piano, a cluster of mushrooms grew out, which was the best witness of her.
This is a piano that has been tuned by nature.
Every time Wolfgang pressed a key, the sound was like grabbing a shaky rope and crawling out of the piano seam, "Hmm." He responded with satisfaction, raised his hands, and began to touch her tender teeth...
Softly, gently, now, he can clearly smell the filth and discrimination in the air.
"Oh, where are you going to flow to?"
He said to himself, in his hands, the semi-tones began to be quite unopposed, the dual lines of sound waves were orderly in the alley, running lightly.
The stone wall reflected the notes, and in Wolfgang's impression, his father was also like this, building his own road, tying himself to a straight corridor, until he died, because of his irreparable crime: arguing with a noble's attendant over the ticket price for a public performance, and the noble's attendant was not polite at all when he made a move, and the father fell in a pool of blood, and no pony sought treatment for him in an hour.
He retracted his hooves, took a deep breath, "Ah..." He slid down the armrest of the piano, his hooves fell to the ground, carrying his heavy body, slowly moving towards the tent.
Year after year, it is not a waste, it is not as a.
The first morning breeze blew from above the city gate, the footsteps of the little ponies passed through as usual, Wolfgang struggled out of the dry cloth in a drowsy state, only to see the chocolate-like morning sun flowing all over the ground, he hurriedly covered his eyes, propped up and sat up. Quietly breathing the morning air, although filled with the smell of rotting vegetables, but full of enthusiasm and vitality.
He tidied up the tent as usual, looked around, and looked for today's rotten radish roots.
Today, two new ponies came to the town, one of them was particularly eye-catching with a cowboy brim hat, and the other was almost the same as the other dukes, with a noble style. He just glanced a few times, and one of them he also noticed that the white pony also included contempt in the eyes he threw at himself, this situation is quite common, and he didn't care too much.
But after finding the rotten radish roots, Wolfgang found that the noble white pony was pulling his tent cloth, and his heart was tight. He rushed over like an arrow, opened the hooves of the white pony in one fell swoop, blocked in front of the dry cloth, and asked fiercely, "What do you want to do? Are you all so hateful? !! !!! Do you want to take away my last thing!"
The white pony was beaten in pain, and just wanted to complain, but saw the other party so fierce, and the spirit immediately softened, and explained in a soft tone: "Well... I'm sorry, sir... I just want to ask where you got this cloth?" Wolfgang pressed his eyebrows tightly and said impolitely, "What does it have to do with you?"
Now the white pony seems to be annoyed, and the coquettish tone seems to be unable to hold on: "How do you talk like this, I just asked." At this time, the cowboy-like pony came over and shouted, "What's the matter? Rarity?!" The white pony immediately promised, "Nothing Jia'er, you go to find the task first, I'll come right away!"
Wolfgang heard this name, folded the dry cloth, and said unhappily: "Rarity? You are really quite rare."
This really angered the white pony, and she began to provoke regardless of etiquette: "You this rascal, I give you face and you don't want it, you also make fun of people's names, it is really unbearable! It is an insult to me!"
Wolfgang saw that the other party was coming hard, and his own cursing in his heart continued to escalate, venting the anger that had been accumulating for many years to this unscrupulous 'rich pony',
"You think you are noble? You think you can take whatever you want? I tell you! Even if I have no status in this country! It's not your turn to judge such social monsters! You are a bunch of parasites!!!"
This sentence really hurt the white pony named Rarity, and reality seemed to slap her in the face, and she screamed frantically: "Who are you calling a monster?!!!!"
The crowd around was immediately attracted by the wonderful noise, and they all surrounded, with exclusive eyes sweeping over.
White Pony saw the crowd surrounding, and took the opportunity to 'ask for help', she began to cover her eyes and 'cry': "Wuwuwu... Everyone look!!!... This gentleman just made fun of my name because I touched his cloth, and he was very unreasonable!!!..."
The crowd began to make a fuss, a pair of confused and angry eyes, containing a bit of sarcasm, staring at Wolfgang, like countless spears pointing at him. But he was stubborn by nature and would not admit defeat, and he had never been insulted in public!
He raised his hooves, just about to make a fierce move, when a shout from before came again: "Rui Rui!!! Rui Rui!!! What's going on with you!!!!"
The cowboy pony just squeezed into the crowd of onlookers, and at a glance, he saw Rui Rui sitting in the middle crying, and hurriedly helped her up and asked, "What happened?"
The white pony named Rarity gasped and explained to her again, causing the cowboy pony to give a bad look to Wolfgang and persuaded: "Well, this kind of thing is a lot here, we have more important things to do." After that, he pulled up the white pony and left.
The horse group dispersed in a hurry.
Wolfgang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, he had already found the radish roots, and no longer dealt with these ponies, he still walked into the cold alley as before. Fragmented piano sounds fell out, he carefully looked around, ah, it was a gentleman today.
He found the brick wall as usual, first leaned against it, and then naturally slid down, slowly closed his eyes.
The previous event is still lingering in his heart, and he hasn't had such a good fight with other ponies for a long time, but he also feels relieved in his heart. That white pony is actually interested in his dry cloth, thinking of this, he took out the dry cloth and started to check it carefully, fortunately, it is the same as before, even if it has been pulled, it may not be noticeable.
He withdrew and looked at the piano, picked up the cloth and compared it, well... almost the same, although it was originally used to cover the rosewood, but... pianos are all the same, he put away the cloth, put it in his arms, chewed the radish roots, and his head was dizzy...
"Hey! Get up!!"
A sudden push accompanied by a fierce impact hit Wolfgang's stomach. He only felt a dizzying vertigo, and a vague shadow appeared in front of him.
"What's wrong?! Feel good to eavesdrop on me playing the piano?! You thief!!"
The pony kicked him on the forehead, and the pain surged, then he was pulled up fiercely, and the pony said fiercely:
"If you play the piano again and hide here, I will go to court! You can't stay here anymore!"
Then he left a furious back.
Wolfgang rubbed his mane, stood up in a daze, to be honest, he didn't understand why the gentleman treated him like this, but fortunately, he hadn't woken up yet, otherwise, things might have been worse.
Leaning against the wall, Wolfgang touched the piano and sat firmly on the stool.
He took out the dry cloth, carefully spread it out, and put it down along the piano's waist line, then smoothed each corner.
Tears seeped from the corners of his eyes, the light reflected by the gray walls on both sides of the alley did not fall on the piano, he couldn't even see the keys clearly, his hooves hung weakly on the keys, his teeth clenched. A thick layer of blood film was attached to the corners of his eyes, mixed with tears, and flowed down his cheeks.
"How about... take a break today..." a voice in his heart was calling him, leading him out of the alley.
"No... I won't go, I hate them." Wolfgang resisted desperately, sitting on the stool, swaying to the other corner of the alley.
In the double shadow, he saw the white figure, his heart was shocked, and he didn't care about the blood tears flowing straight down, turned and ran back. However, a rope suddenly flew over, tightly tied around his neck, and tightened abruptly.
He only felt a black in front of him, fell down powerlessly, the wound on his stomach was completely torn, and his last glance was full of black and bloody taste.
Early in the morning, Wolfgang found that he was not in the tent, surrounded by broken light flow, the body felt soft, was it silk?
He got up and wiped the corners of his eyes, it seemed that there was a pony who had washed himself, there was no blood, and the torn part of the stomach had been beautifully bandaged.
Wolfgang got out of bed, and there were rugs on the floor, he had already clearly realized that he was in a noble's house.
He wanted to leave quickly.
He looked around for the exit, the palace corridors were everywhere, some walls were hung with luxurious murals, which made Wolfgang extremely disgusted.
"Hey! Sir! Are you awake?" A delicate shout came with the sound of footsteps from behind him.
Wolfgang suddenly looked up and saw an open window 3 meters away from him, with the scorching sun in the sky.
He turned around and saw the little pony calling to him, and he couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.
"Are you... the princess?" He saw the crown on the head of the young woman, but this instead deepened his hatred for the noble class, and he had once wanted to tear the circle of ponies in Celestia into pieces.
"Yes, I am Princess Friendship." The lavender-colored little pony took a few more steps forward.
Wolfgang shouted in alarm: "What do you want to do?"
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his stomach, and he quickly covered the wound. Twilight was startled by his reaction, "What's wrong with you? Why are you shouting so loudly?"
He gasped and answered in a trembling tone, extremely indignant, "You... have destroyed my life...", then he tore off the bandage, and blood splashed from under his body.
Twilight saw his action, as if she was also in pain, and persuaded loudly, "Don't!!! You won't stand it!!! Can we sit down and talk!!!"
He threw the bandage on the ground, "This wound! It's the end of talking to you nobles!!! And I haven't even spoken yet!!! My father's death! It's the end of talking to you nobles!!!"
"What? Us?"
"It's you!!! Destroyed my family!!! Destroyed my life!!! Destroyed music!!!"
Twilight's tears were spinning in her eyes, and she just wanted to calm this little pony down, but undoubtedly, she had been poured a bucket of cold water on her head, and it contained grievances and panic: "Let's sit down and talk!!! Don't be impulsive!!!"
"What's there to talk about! I don't expect you to be self-aware, and you won't even go see the children begging on the streets!!!"
Wolfgang finished, turned to the wall, and tried his best to climb onto the window.
"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
He ignored Twilight's heart-wrenching persuasion and turned over.
Twilight collapsed to the ground, tears covering her face, she didn't understand what she had done wrong to him, even if her way of dealing with things was wrong, it was not enough...
On the third day, Wolfgang had escaped from what he thought was purgatory, and now he just wanted to get back to the tent as soon as possible, the street corner piano. Only there could he find comfort, and the dry cloth was still on it, he had to get it back first.
But, this was just a reflection of his consciousness, and when he woke up, he was still unable to move, with a hazy hood on his mouth, and the mouth was full of steam.
"Hmm... Huh..." He tried to shake his head, but with a sense of dizziness and pain, nausea rushed straight to the top of his head.
He seemed to see, at the head of the bed, there were six figures, no... it was eight...
On the fourth day, Wolfgang barely got up, his pupils gradually focused.
"I... am in... the hospital..." He saw that his ribs were already heavily plastered, and there was a sense of heaviness on his stomach.
"Lie down." This delicate voice came from the bedside, and he looked warily, fortunately, it was a nurse.
The nurse was hanging a full bottle of healing liquid on the rack, and Wolfgang hurriedly stopped her and said in a panic, "No! Don't do this..."
The nurse was stunned for a while, but she still hung the healing liquid, "Princess Twilight will pay for you."
"What? No... I won't accept it."
He turned over and got out of bed, which caused some of the needles on his hooves to fall off, and the nurse hurriedly helped him, saying, "Hey, you can't move yet, the princess must not want to see you like this."
"What does the princess have to do with me!"
"She is a princess!"
Wolfgang endured the pain and pulled off the last IV tube, with a painful rib, he resolutely walked towards the door.
The nurse used magic to flash in front of him and stopped him, "No way!!!"
"I don't need the princess to pay!!! I don't owe her any favors!!! She doesn't have to help me either!!" The nurse was dumbfounded, never had such a horse treated a princess's help like this.
Wolfgang saw the other party was stunned and motionless, and he quickly stepped out. The plaster cut the ribs, making a cracking sound. He had already made up his mind, he went through the corridor, regardless of everything, and came outside the hospital.
"This is... the capital!!!"
He was surprised, but this reminded him of his father.
Wolfgang looked around, "I need to find a map..."
Just then, he suddenly saw Princess Twilight and a few other ponies rushing over from the avenue, and he quickly hid beside the sidewall at the door, and at this time, the nurse also came out, anxiously looking around. When Twilight and the other ponies arrived, Wolfgang only heard an anxious inquiry: "Nurse? Where is the horse?"
"I don't know! I was trying to stop him from going out, but he just rushed past me and went out!!!"
"Oh no..."
Wolfgang seemed to hear that the princess's voice contained a cry, and a few other voices came forward to persuade:
"It's okay, Twilight, a horse like him is not worth caring so much about."
Wolfgang heard this voice, and his anger surged in his heart, and he didn't conceal it at all. He walked out from behind the wall, staring at them fiercely, and said, "We, in your hearts, are not worth mentioning compared to the dust."
Twilight was shocked and looked for the sound, "No! It's not like that!!!"
Any more explanations and arguments have no significance, just about to turn around, a rainbow barrier suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Let me go!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He shouted angrily.
"No way." This is a blue sky horse with rainbow-colored mane.
"You... all..." In a state of extreme anger, Wolfgang's body, which had just recovered, couldn't bear it at all, and the whole horse fell down like a mountain, accompanied by weakened breathing, but his gaze was still fixed on the front.
Those six ponies and the nurse surrounded him, and the nurse hurriedly said, "He needs surgery!!! Plaster embedded in the heart!!!!"
"Rarity, don't you think, your words just now were a secondary injury to him?" Xiao Die said on the side.
"But... I didn't expect, he actually..."
"Enough! I still remember how you and Jia'er brought him back!!!"
Twilight's eyes were full of blame.
"But, he made fun of my name, which was wrong in the first place!"
"This is a mission of friendship!! Not personal grudges!!!"
Rarity was silent, although there was still a lingering resentment in her heart, but the complaints and criticism from friends had to make her start to reflect.
"Now, girls, let's go to the operating room to see him... " Twilight turned around and sighed, hanging her head, this was definitely the most difficult task so far, and Twilight herself felt very uneasy, this horse was obviously severely hurt by the nobility and the upper class, and it should have been Jia'er and Rarity who handled the task, but friends participated, I hope nothing goes wrong...
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On the fifth day, Wolfgang felt that his whole body could no longer move, he tried to move his front hoof, but a sharp pain in his chest forced him to give up the idea.
"No matter what the situation is now, please don't move, even if I beg you."
In order to find the source of the voice, Wolfgang used all his strength to slightly tilt his head.
That voice hurriedly persuaded, mixed with a cry: "I am Princess Friendship, I don't know what we did wrong, but if there is anything we did badly, please tell me, okay?"
"Twilight, wait a while longer, he still needs to recover." A thick voice came from his left, but he had already recognized it.
On the ninth day, Wolfgang opened his eyes, it was the middle of the night, he had no sleep at all these days, his brain was full of emptiness, he sat up, and the nurse who came to change the medicine was startled, the nurse said: "What's wrong with you? Don't run around this time, almost killed yourself."
Wolfgang sat silently, looking at the nurse, but instead made her feel embarrassed.
"Is there a piano?" Wolfgang suddenly asked.
"What?" The nurse didn't react.
"Piano, is there one?"
The nurse was stunned for a while, then pointed out of the window and said, "In the central square, do you want to go?"
Wolfgang nodded, then turned over and got out of bed, the nurse immediately came forward to help, holding the medicine rack, and accompanied him step by step to the central square.
The night was quiet, the moonlight was like a light yarn covering the sleeping city, and the piano sat there silently, the moonlight silently swept over it.
Wolfgang pulled out the piano stool and sat on it.
"Do you... play the piano?" The nurse put the medicine rack aside and asked.
He didn't answer, opened the piano cover, and the black and white keys were revealed, there was no familiar smell, no smell of dry cloth, no smell of relatives.
When he touched the keys, that note straightened up and walked out, but Wolfgang frowned himself.
He sighed and began to play.
This is Mendelssohn's "Venetian Boat Song", the tone gradually receded, the ripples spread around the square, Wolfgang's hooves rose and fell, the big city has been decorated as a clear river, the wonderful music made the nurse beside him completely intoxicated, after a song, the aftersound lingered, but there were two figures in the shadow behind the piano.
Wolfgang was very alert and asked, "Princess, if you want to listen, you don't have to hide, I don't care."
The two horses came out, and the nurse's eyes widened, "Princess Twilight? Princess Luna?" Luna smiled and said to Wolfgang, "You play really well, if you want, you can come to the court to be a musician."
"There's no need." Wolfgang refused.
Luna showed a puzzled look, and Twilight asked, "Sir, why is that?"
Wolfgang turned around and faced the two princesses, and said solemnly, "First of all, don't call me sir in the future, I have a name, Wolfgang, secondly, no matter what, I will never dedicate my music to the nobility, today you heard me play the piano, please don't tell other people in the future."
Luna was confused, before coming, Twilight only mentioned that Wolfgang was quite excited and had a strong desire for revenge, but now it seems that Wolfgang at this time showed endless indifference and tolerance.
Twilight now seems embarrassed, but compared with Wolfgang's extreme mood before, this is indeed a pleasant surprise.
"Well... Princess Luna, I think he is not ready yet, how about you go back tonight first, I will talk to him again." Twilight said tactfully.
Luna hesitated for a while, nodded, and said, "Okay, let me know if there is anything in the dream." After that, she turned and flew towards the imperial city.
Wolfgang ignored it, sitting quietly in the chair.
Twilight was silent for a while and said, "Wolfgang, can you talk to me now, let's have a good talk, talk about my faults."
"Not you, it's you." Wolfgang turned around and faced Twilight, saying, "Can I go back?"
Twilight was puzzled and asked, "But... you can only be taken care of here."
"I am not afraid of death, I don't care." Wolfgang said, "I want to show you something, but you have to take me back."
She thought about it, this might be an important clue to solve the problem, and agreed.
"Take me on a horse, don't tell the other horses, it might be better." Wolfgang said.
Twilight thought this could indeed eliminate other distractions, but the map was arranged for Rarity and Jia'er at the time, and there were still doubts in her heart. "But... can I take two horses, just two."
"Who?"
"Rarity and Jia'er." Twilight said in a low voice.
"Okay, let them come, I don't mind." Wolfgang's answer was very firm, which made Twilight feel surprised.
"Let's go now."
"What? But they are all in Ponyville, and it's very late." Twilight was very puzzled.
Wolfgang seemed to be impatient and said, "Come, look at my eyes." He walked forward a few steps, leaned forward, and made Twilight feel embarrassed. He pulled the skin under his eyes, and a very frightening wound cracked open, which startled Twilight.
"How did you get here..."
"You did it." Wolfgang's tone was about to spit on Twilight's face, "While I was sleeping."
The nurse looked at Wolfgang worriedly.
Twilight was very distressed, but afraid that Wolfgang would be impulsive again, helplessly came to the train station, hurriedly booked the train ticket, and when getting into the carriage, the nurse handed the medicine rack to Twilight and entrusted the medicine, watching them get on the train.
After 40 minutes on the train, Wolfgang was silent, and after arriving in Ponyville, he went straight to the Merry-Go-Round Fashion Shop with Twilight. As soon as he arrived at the door, Wolfgang kicked the door open, and the lock couldn't hold on, and it exploded loudly.
"Hey!! What are you doing!!" Twilight was a little angry, at least basic manners should be there. But in return, he got a look as sharp as a needle, "When you see what I have for you, you will feel normal."
Twilight endured dissatisfaction and followed Wolfgang into the room, only to find Rarity with a lamp on, stepping on the sewing machine and sewing clothes.
Wolfgang was stunned for a moment, walked up, and put his hoof on Rarity's shoulder. Rarity turned around quickly as if she had seen a ghost, and saw Wolfgang standing upright behind her, which scared her into screaming. Suddenly, a hoof blocked her mouth, "Shut up, come with me."
Rarity froze, and Twilight came up, her face full of worry, "Let's go, I've talked to him."
Wolfgang walked out of the fashion shop indifferently, and the nurse hurriedly followed.
"Is she from the Apple family?" Wolfgang suddenly asked.
"Yes, how did you know?" Twilight asked.
"Only their family's horses would use a rope to rib other horses."
The horse behind him couldn't help but be shocked, and Twilight quickly caught up, walking with Wolfgang. I'm afraid something will go wrong.
When they arrived at the farm, Twilight quickly stopped Wolfgang and explained, "You wait outside, I'll go in."
Wolfgang nodded impatiently.
More than 10 minutes later, Twilight came out with Apple Jia'er wearing a sleep cap. Jia'er looked at Wolfgang in disbelief, and Wolfgang took the initiative to approach and said, "If it was me who called you, I would definitely kick you in the stomach and then use a rope to strangle your neck."
Twilight felt a shock in her heart, but she didn't dare to say anything verbally. Apple Jia'er felt a burst of fear and watched Wolfgang warily.
"Let's go, Augsburg."
On the tenth day, the train pulled into the station of Augsburg. As soon as they got off the train, strange looks and words immediately swept over from the station,
"Isn't this the vagrant at the city gate..."
"Yes, yes, how is he with the princess."
......
Twilight felt very uncomfortable when she heard these words, but Wolfgang didn't say a word, squeezed through the crowd, and walked towards the alley. Twilight and the other horses followed closely behind.
Passing through the city gate, it was the alley, and the corner of the alley was the piano.
Rui Rui and Jia'er all stopped.
"What's the matter?" Twilight asked.
"Keep up, we're almost there." Wolfgang said seriously.
The other three horses didn't dare to stay and immediately followed him in.
After walking around the corner, Wolfgang took the dry cloth with his hoof, and took them to the side door of a building, where there was no light inside.
"Come in, and you will understand."
Twilight looked at each other, and the first one walked in, Apple Jia'er and Rui Rui were stunned, and then walked in.
A few minutes later, the other two horses stepped forward and saw Twilight standing in front, but soon the scene in front of them also made them stop.
On the dark concrete floor, more than a dozen little ponies in tattered clothes were lying around, some huddled in the corners of the concrete pillars, including children who were not yet a month old. Wolfgang walked in, and several seven or eight-year-old ponies came over, and the innocent voices echoed in the hall,
"Brother, why haven't you played the piano in the past few days? My mother said that since a noble horse played a few days ago, the piano has been making noise."
"Yes, it feels like the strings are about to break, just like rusty wire."
"He also hit me..."
Wolfgang was stunned, looked at the sound, went forward and looked at the little pony, there was a split wound on his face, he carefully held his face and said, "Be strong." He looked around, endured the pain and tore off the bandage wrapped around his stomach, folded it into a piece, and pasted it on the child's face. Rarity saw it and quickly rubbed against Twilight, and Twilight felt very unsuccessful at this time, her heart was full of sympathy, but she still quickly held up the medicine rack, suppressing the emotions in her heart, "No, you will get infected!"
Wolfgang listened, simply pulled out the needle tube, grabbed the medicine bottle, and said calmly, "I'm not afraid of death, leave it for the children to use, take a good look."
The child quickly supported his hoof and asked, "Can you hold on, Old William said that the bandage on the body can't be removed."
"Oh, yes, he must be wrong, you know the nobles' words can't be trusted, let alone he is the royal doctor." He wiped the child's bruises on his face and said, "This is not a princess."
An old horse with a pipe in his mouth and a leg missing on his clothes came over, and when he came closer, they found that this horse's eyes were full of pupils, "You are not staying in the palace, let me think..."
Twilight said, "Sir, can you tell us about your current situation?"
The old horse waited for a long time, ignoring Twilight's question, "I didn't know you before, is Celestia going to abdicate?"
Twilight thought for a while, brewed for more than a minute, and said slowly, "I am the newly appointed princess, Princess of Friendship."
"Oh, it's not your fault, child, you are still young now." The old horse sighed, "But when it's your turn, I hope you can understand us, deal with the bodies."
Speaking of this, Twilight couldn't bear the sadness in her heart and quickly walked out of the warehouse.
"Twilight!"Rarity and Jia'er saw it and immediately followed.
Wolfgang still ignored it, let these nobles see the real situation may not change anything, but this will always make his heart feel better.
Twilight stood by the piano, her eyes red, standing quietly, with a cluster of earth-colored mushrooms at her feet. Rarity and Jia'er stumbled up and comforted her, saying, "Twilight, don't be like this, it's not your fault."
"But it is the responsibility of the princess, it is my fault." Twilight turned around, and the dim light in the alley hit her tears like spider silk, dancing in the air, "I was chosen by the cosmic princess, as the princess of Equestria, and the princess of friendship, we still can't ensure the harmony between the nobles and the poor, they are unable to resist, because of my incompetence."
"But you are working hard now, you are helping Wolfgang with all your heart." Apple Jia'er said.
"Yes, dear, we have realized the absurdity of our behavior when performing tasks, but this does not mean that your approach and achievements are denied, in the hearts of most ponies, you are still an idol."
"Is it?"
The horses turned back, and Wolfgang, holding his stomach wound, limped over, and Twilight quickly held his front hoof, "Come and see this last thing, this is for the children."
He took out a booklet from his jacket pocket, "When I play the piano, there are always children coming to listen in the alley, most of them are neighbors or children from the city's poor, and every time I will write down their names and let them say a thought about their future life. These are a few of them."
Twilight took the booklet, and there were the names of five little ponies written on it, and behind each name, there was a sentence.
Rarity and Jia'er also came over, and they read line by line, some of which made their hearts completely broken:
"William Yao Guang - I want to be a pilot, so I can earn more money, my father has always wanted a hat, I believe I can fulfill his wish, as long as the hat shop owner doesn't drive me out, the money I made this year should be enough to buy a hat, I will go to Dris Cemetery to see him."
"Qiao Le Mianxin - I want to open a pet hospital, when I was wandering, the closest thing to me was rats, I would often take care of them, sometimes I don't understand why the ponies on the road have to step on them."
Rarity and Jia'er looked at each other, and Twilight continued to read.
"Kai Yilan - Open a party hall, I am a lucky child, because, I don't feel unhappy in Augsburg, those dukes often kick me with their feet, they seem to be unhappy with my smiling appearance, but I don't care, will you come in the afternoon?"
Twilight seemed to have finished reading, Rui Rui and Jia'er couldn't see her expression, and their emotions were in a whirlpool, she handed the booklet to Rui Rui and Jia'er.
"Ai Lin - Learn fashion design, although there is no money at home, my father and mother have beaten me many times, they all say it's a waste of money, but I think that clothing doesn't necessarily need high-priced fabrics, you see this, it's made from the newspaper in the trash can at the head of the alley, and it can be rolled into a rose."
"Qiao Maishu - Farm, be a farmer, I am trying to plow the land by myself, I usually carry my parents with me, these two boxes are worth two horse bits, they said they want to be the fertilizer for their last season's crop, and then let me change the box."
Now, the Hall of Friendship is silent.
"I now know that these five children are very similar to you, and I also know the qualities represented by the elements of harmony, but under the pressure of life, the quality of the elements and their purpose have undergone the most essential distortion." Wolfgang finished, took out another piece of paper, pushed it in front of Twilight, and said in a low voice, "Look at this last child, is it like you?"
The horses sobbed and gathered around, and after seeing the words on the paper, they were inevitably shocked.
"Xing Xi Weiguang - I want to learn all the magic in the world, I want to kill the princess, avenge my parents."
Twilight's eyes widened, her eyes filled with bloodshot, her nostrils flaring, and the other five horses were silent, praying in their hearts...
"The old man who talked to you when you came in is an old artist." Wolfgang said, "He, used to be Qiaole Mianxin's father, got stomach cancer, and Qiaole Mianxin got lost a few months ago."
Twilight raised her head and said sincerely, "We now understand that our previous rule..."
"No, what we want to find is Celestia." Wolfgang requested.
"Okay, girls, let's write a letter."
The five horses gathered around, Rui Rui took out a piece of paper, Sui Long took it and wrote according to Twilight's words.
"Dear Princess of the Universe,
We are the six holders of the elements of harmony, and we would like to request an audience with you, as well as a few other guests, it's a matter of great importance, please approve."
Sui Long put away the pen, and the green flame gushed out of his mouth, and the envelope disappeared. The horses gasped, not knowing what to do when they saw Princess Celestia, they would probably be asked to come over quickly.
"Bring people, I need someone to go with me." Wolfgang got up from his seat, although he was no longer in much trouble when walking, he was still enduring severe pain, if it wasn't for the suffering of a year's life, he might have already succumbed to the hospital's needle.
"Who."
"The remaining family members of those children." Wolfgang took out a list, "In the factory."
"I'll go." Apple Jia'er took the initiative to stand out, but was refused by Wolfgang.
"You and that white horse can't go." He said firmly.
"Why? This is our mission." Rarity was very puzzled, the map is never wrong.
Wolfgang looked at Rarity, "After you went out of the factory, I told them about your arrival here and how you brought me to the castle, they said that if you go there again, they may do something to you, they promised not to let any of you present, and the people around you, dare to step into the factory, even the police can't save you."
"You... how..."
"Tell them? What's the matter?" Wolfgang started to question, and Twilight could clearly hear that every word of Wolfgang's was squeezed out of his throat.
"Okay, then Twilight and I will go." Twilight suddenly proposed.
"What?!" The horses were surprised, "Twilight, you can't go!"
"Right! Even if we go, we can't guarantee safety, you are a princess!"
......
"Because I am a princess, this is my responsibility." She seemed to have made up her mind, and the faces of the other five horses were full of worry.
Twilight looked at Wolfgang, Wolfgang didn't speak, he just looked at the other five horses, and walked out silently.
"How long have you been friends?" On the train, Wolfgang suddenly asked.
Twilight was caught off guard and hurriedly replied, "Ah... two or three years..."
"And you before." Wolfgang started to focus, propping his front hoof on his chest, which would make the wound feel better.
"I used to..." Twilight hesitated, "have friends."
"Not bad, at least there are some."
After that, he was silent.
"And you, Wolfgang." Twilight asked.
Wolfgang sneered, "Music, from childhood, after my father died." Wolfgang sighed and said nothing more.
When they arrived in Augsburg, Twilight followed Wolfgang to the factory door, Wolfgang stopped her and said, "You wait outside first, I'll go in first."
Twilight waited outside, except for some rustling noises coming from the factory, the rest was spotlessly dark.
After a long time, Wolfgang came out, his face filled with calm, and said, "Let's go, it's nothing."
"What?" Twilight asked, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad now.
"It's nothing, let's go."
For some reason, Twilight detected a trace of regret from the bottom of Wolfgang's heart.
"What happened to those children's relatives?"
Twilight continued to ask, although she still felt unwilling, but out of a sense of responsibility, she needed to do it in the end.
"Next time." This time Wolfgang took out the paper and wrote something on it with a pen. Twilight was worried that continuing to ask would make Wolfgang angry, so she silently followed behind him.
They got on the train.
This time they took a train directly to the capital, and on the train, Twilight had already received a letter from Sui Long.
When they arrived at the station, friends were waiting for them.
"Twilight!!!" Rainbow shouted, waving his hand. As soon as the car stopped, the five horses quickly surrounded them and asked about Twilight's situation.
Wolfgang watched quietly and walked towards the station exit. But immediately, a strong pull on his back pulled him back, he turned his head fiercely and looked back... it was Yunbao, the sudden pull had torn open the scabbed wound again, Wolfgang held back the pain and flung Rainbow off fiercely, shouting, "What are you doing?!!!"
Rainbow didn't take this breath and questioned Twilight, "Since there's nothing wrong, why did you still go to Twilight? Now you want to run away?"
Wolfgang couldn't exert force anymore, he tried to calm down and said in a calm tone, "I just want to see Celestia as soon as possible."
Twilight was startled by this roar, and when she found out what Yunbao had done, the hoof that Wolfgang was covering the wound with couldn't stop the blood from seeping out, and drop by drop fell to the ground.
"Wolfgang!" Twilight rushed over and stood in front of Rainbow, "What are you doing?!!!"
Rainbow looked very surprised, "But... isn't he..."
"Any horse doesn't know what will happen in the next second!"
"What is the reason he didn't say, how do we know?" Rainbow questioned Twilight.
Wolfgang came up, put it on Twilight's shoulder, and squeezed out a few words unsteadily, "I said, let me talk to him." Twilight looked at him worriedly.
Wolfgang faced Rainbow and said, "I'll tell you, but don't spread it out, okay?"
"Okay, you say it!" Rainbow still spoke with a stubborn tone.
Wolfgang looked at Twilight and said, "Call the other horses together."
"Last time we went to Augsburg, the dukes of Augsburg have been following us because they recognized Twilight and knew she was a princess. After leaving, they found out the poor gathering place, and the 1,200 little horses and more than 200 children living in the factory were all driven out. Some who couldn't walk were killed on the spot. Don't tell any horse, but... there are also things to be grateful for." Wolfgang fell silent.
"What is it." Twilight asked, she couldn't cover up the sadness in her heart, tears were eroding the fluff on her face.
"The six children have not been in the factory since last week, they are the only poor people who may still be active in Augsburg."
Wolfgang looked at Twilight,
"Go to see Princess Celestia." Wolfgang finished and stumbled towards the door, Twilight hurriedly helped him and temporarily stopped the bleeding on the wound with magic.
"Rainbow, I really can't bear what you just said." Fluttershy said angrily, Rarity and Jia'er looked at each other and followed Wolfgang. Pinkie came out of the Hall of Friendship very low-spirited, and now she is silent.
When they arrived at the throne room and climbed the steps of the big door, the door guard blocked Wolfgang with a spear and shouted, "Who are you?!" Twilight explained, "Sir, this is the one Princess Celestia asked to see, and I invited."
"Princess Twilight? How could Princess Celestia invite such a vagrant to the throne room?!" The guard did not let the way, but became more arrogant.
"This guest is the one I invited, it was me who asked to see him!" A thunderous command came from behind the guard.
This voice scared the guard.
"Let them in!"
"Yes! Princess!"
The two guards retracted their spears and stood upright, Wolfgang glared at them, "Damn nobles..."
Twilight helped Wolfgang in and walked in, the golden sunlight passed through the colorful murals, the rainbow-like light edges surged on the ground, along with the light arcs reflected by the gold diamonds on the wall.
Wolfgang tried to avoid these dazzling lights and came to the throne.
"What do you need?" Princess Celestia came down the steps and came to Wolfgang.
Wolfgang took out the scroll from his jacket and handed it to Celestia, "This is the list of 1,200 poor people in our city, as well as the measures of the government, please have a look."
Celestia immediately frowned when she heard about the poverty rate, she took the scroll and asked, "Which city?"
"Augsburg, the total population is 8,000."
"Twilight." She called, "What's the matter, princess?"
"You have been there, right?" Celestia asked.
"Only Rui Rui and Jia'er, because this is a mission of friendship, I shouldn't have gone, but this problem seems very serious, so we are ready to work together to solve it, the ordinary methods have no effect."
"I understand, this is a political event."
At this time, Worlfgang took out that booklet and handed it to Celestia, "Look at these five children, and then look at these ones."
Celestia read each child's words and wishes carefully and asked, "Where are these children now?"
"In Augsburg, if they haven't been found by the guards yet." Wolfgang hesitated.
"Can you find them, so that I can have enough evidence to dismiss the officials and make new regulations?"
"But isn't what you have in your hand evidence?" Wolfgang questioned.
"Because the more than 1,200 horses on the list have been expelled by the officials. After finding them, they can lie completely, and it will be impossible to execute due to the inconsistency of cause and effect. If we force the dismissal, Equestria will fall into chaos."
Wolfgang took back the booklet, and Twilight looked at him puzzled.
"Okay, princess." Wolfgang turned around and brushed away Twilight's hooves.
"What's the matter with the wound on your body?" Princess Celestia asked again.
"It's nothing, Your Highness." Wolfgang deliberately emphasized "Your Highness", now he is very angry, but at the same time, a sense of relief welled up in his heart.
Twilight's magic began to fail on the wound, and the pain gradually started to attack the wound again. But this time he didn't turn back.
"Girls, let's start." Twilight said, and the other five horses followed, but Celestia always felt something was wrong.
On the way, Twilight came up and asked, "Wolfgang, why didn't you give the sixth child's business card to Princess Celestia just now?"
"You don't want to know, it's not beneficial to this operation, but can I ask you something." Wolfgang stopped and faced Twilight.
Twilight had never seen Wolfgang ask for himself, but it must be something important, "What is it?"
Wolfgang took a deep breath and said, "Twilight, even if we don't find them, please help them fulfill their wishes, even if it's just in form."
Twilight didn't expect Wolfgang to care so much about these children, "Okay, I promise." She was determined.
"Thank you." Twilight vaguely saw some distortion on his face, but he turned his face away again.
The train entered Augsburg again in the middle of the night, and there were basically no horses in the station, it was quiet, a few newspapers were rolling on the seats in the waiting hall, and the buttery electric light was shining on the ground, dazzling.
Wolfgang led Twilight and the other horses out of the station, and Twilight didn't know where to start, but the whole of Augsburg is not big, a few wandering horses must be very conspicuous, but he had to hurry, otherwise, when the patrol found them, he would have no chance.
"In this way, Wolfgang, we will search in areas, you are most familiar with the city area, Yunbao, you go around the city first to see if there are any patrols."
"Okay!" Rainbow responded, spread his wings and rushed out.
Twilight continued: "When looking later, I will be with Wolfgang, girls, I believe you all know who to look for, after finding the children, gather at the train station."
Immediately after, a rainbow with a long tail flew back, "Twilight, not for the time being."
Twilight nodded, "Then Rainbow, you should go look for William Yao Guang."
"No problem."
"Okay, girls, any questions?"
Wolfgang looked around, and there was silence.
"Then let's go, we have to hurry."
"Let's go..." Twilight followed Wolfgang, and the rest of the horses were very worried, not only about the worry of Wolfgang and Twilight being together, but also about the child named Xing Xi Weiguang.
Stof Street------
"Why not look for it yourself." Wolfgang's tone was full of heaviness, "I can't persuade her, she will kill you."
"If it really has to be like this, then I am willing..."
Wolfgang suddenly stopped, and Twilight didn't know why, "Do you know where to find Xing Xi Weiguang?"
"I know."
Wolfgang whispered, "I know..."
He enjoyed the silent night very much, a night without music, a bit dull, with no thoughts in his heart, they don't know the truth yet, they will hate these politicians, they haven't seen it, they will see it clearly soon, they haven't experienced it, and they will feel it soon.
"Uh? Is there a horse? Hello..." Fluttershy was bent over, her light green pupils searching in the dark, full of fear and panic, a trace of perseverance trembling in the white of her eyes, "Ah-----------Who is it?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She turned her head sharply to look behind, and a group of crows were startled, "Oh... The birds..."
"Hello."
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A sharp scream shot straight out of Xiao Die's throat, which startled the horse, who asked in confusion, "Little girl, what are you screaming for, you might attract the guard team."
Fluttershy looked up trembling, "You... are you..."
"I am Dean Lela."
"Dean?"
"Yes, I am in charge of the Augsburg Central Hospital..."
"Central Hospital?" The faint voice brightened, "Then... do you know a pony named Qiaole Mianxin?"
The dean frowned, his nostrils fluttering, obviously his tone became heavy: "I know."
"Can you... can you take me to her?"
She became excited, with sparks of hope burning in her eyes, "Are you a foreign horse?"
Seeing Fluttershy nodding slightly, the dean said, "Then... follow me, let's put the bed matter aside for now..."
"Thank you."
"Let's go... She will be very happy."
Fluttershy noticed that the dean might have some unspeakable things with Qiaole Mianxin, "Dean, what happened to Qiaole Mianxin before?"
The dean was silent for a while, leading Xiao Die forward, and she had an inexplicable wave surging in her heart, which made Xiao Die not ask more and follow her silently.
"She is a poor child." After leaving the alley, the dean said, "She was born in our hospital, and I haven't visited her for a long time, she should be about your age now..."
"What? And me?" Xiao Die knew her own age very well, it was impossible to remember wrong, but in Wolfgang's mouth, she was still just a child. "Yes, she was separated from her parents since childhood, and after she was born, she was in our hospital, as a good hand, and soon an old man like a vagrant took her in, she was very hardworking, at that time, almost all the patients in the hospital knew her, she loved small animals very much, once I asked her to go out and pick a basket of lavender, she came back with an injured squirrel, we didn't know how to treat animals, so we sent the squirrel to the vet, speaking of this, the vet Lex is more familiar with her, that little guy would go to her place almost every day, after taking care of the patients every night..."
Fluttershy choked tightly, with countless ants crawling on her heart.
They turned a corner, and the air began to become heavy, this was a wasteland behind the hospital, full of moldy smell, "We will be there soon." The dean said, "She is in front, with her friends, this is probably the happiest thing for this group of children, to be able to be with friends..."
"Broken houses, suffocating smell..." Rui Rui was holding the map with magic while looking around, "Oh... little guy... I understand your pursuit of fashion very much, but where is the Philos Hotel..."
There were only street lights on the street with their eyes open, staring at the white horse, Rarity was startled when she looked at the street, all the stores along the way were closed, and there was a dead silence ahead, "Wolfgang must have marked it wrong... this... is this the direction..."
Rarity didn't believe Wolfgang himself, and he had made up his mind to ask for directions when he set out, but he didn't meet a horse for most of the way.
"Oh, what a sin..." Suddenly, Rarity vaguely noticed a figure in black cloth hanging down with his back in the white light, if it was before, he would definitely turn around and take another road, but now completing the task is more important than anything, she walked up quietly and said softly, "Hey... Hello..."
"Hmm?" The figure moved, slowly turned to Rarity , and said, "Who are you, what's the matter?"
This horse seemed to be old, and the vicissitudes of life poured out from the cavity.
"Uh, I want to ask, do you know where the Philos Hotel is?"
"There is no hotel here, never for guests."
Rui Rui was undoubtedly puzzled, but at the same time he was proud, this proved that he was right, "Oh... okay."
"Are you looking for someone? There were horses asking about this place before, but I have a good memory, it's been a few weeks."
Hearing this,Rarity dismissed the idea of going back and asked, "That... Ailin."
The horse sat up suddenly, "Who?"
Rarity stepped back, "Ailin, a child."
"A child, no, a girl, according to now, she is about your age."
"Me?"
"Of course, do you want to meet her?" The horse stood up, "Well... yes, can you show me the way?"
She took back the parchment paper and saw the horse take off the black hat, was that a horse?
The mane was even more messy than if he hadn't taken care of it for ten thousand years, and one eye was so inflamed and swollen that he had to wear an eye patch.
"Let's go, bring some wine, I'm going to see my family too."
Rarity didn't understand what he was talking about, but fortunately, there was finally a pony willing to lead the way, and he slowly followed.
"Where are you from? You don't look like a horse from here." He walked with Rui Rui, which made Rarity very uncomfortable.
"Oh, I'm from Ponyville, a fashion designer."
"Is that so, she would be very happy, she has always hoped to have a teacher to teach her how to make clothes."
Rarity felt very bad, a smart designer might be able to design unparalleled clothes, but having a comfortable environment and expensive materials is essential, and she is still a child.
"I know, she also likes designing clothes, but... how did she like designing."
In that horse's remaining eye, Rui Rui saw countless complex emotions, and he said in a strange tone: "Girl, I can't believe that designers like you don't know this truth."
"What truth?"
"Art comes from life, no matter what kind, music is the same."
Rarity suddenly felt that she had heard something similar before, but couldn't remember who said it for a while.
"I remember she often went to the factory in Stof Street because her friend was there, of course, this is hearsay, I don't know if it's true or not, she especially likes to sew cloth dolls, I remember once, she sewed a fire dragon, and when passing by the central hospital, a businessman in the hospital saw it and bought it from her, and put it in his cabinet, very cheap, only one horse bit, it's estimated that since that day, she felt that designing all kinds of silk products and the like is very interesting, and can also find value in it, every time she passed by that businessman's store, she would stop and look, because she knew how proud she was, that was what she sewed herself, but later, I don't know which kind-hearted gentleman bought that beautiful and exquisite fire dragon away."
"Isn't that great? More people like their own works." Rui Rui was very puzzled.
"But it was precisely because of this that Ailin realized that her works were just for the entertainment of others, and could not make them understand their true feelings, at that time she was only 8 years old, since then, the horses that could see her works might only be her few friends."
The street is about to come to an end, but in a small alley not far from the edge, they turned in, and a gloomy atmosphere suddenly rushed into Rui Rui's fur: "It's almost there, her place is in front, just go straight, I'm going to see my father."
"Location?"
The wind was blowing in the ears, and what made Yunbao feel strange was that after she took off from the square, the ground seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog immediately, dark, and she could only judge the direction while looking at the map, the entire upper sky, apart from the moon, the bottom was pitch black, and in front, Daisy faintly heard the sound of the factory machine.
But the rumbling sound was getting closer and closer, and finally reached a point that could not be ignored.
Rainbow began to dive down, passing through the low-level clouds, and sure enough, a chimney was spewing mushroom-like smoke.
She approached, and the windows of the factory were open, but there seemed to be no ponies inside.
"Strange..." When she was about to turn around and adjust her direction again, a shout came from the ground: "Hey!!! Pegasus!!! Flying is prohibited near the factory!!!" Yunbao was startled and flew towards the sound, and in front of the factory dam, a light gray pony was tightly holding a mask and waving at herself.
Daisy landed on the ground, "Don't you know it's dangerous to fly around the factory?"
Rainbow took a few steps back, "Well... I didn't know, I'm new here."
"New? The city is not welcoming to visitors, it's the mayor's order." His tone was very serious, "In Augsburg, even princesses have to be restrained."
Rainbow was puzzled, "But I'm just here to find a horse, and I'll go back after I find it."
"Who." He took off the mask.
"A child named William Yao Guang."
"William Yao Guang... That's the child of the William family, his father used to work in our factory, and later became a vagrant, he did tell me a place, but I've never been there, it's said to be very resentful."
Daisy asked, "How do I get to that place? Is it at the training ground?"
The light gray pony shook his head: "No... No, the training ground has been demolished."
"Demolished?!" Rainbow was very surprised, "Yes, it was more than 20 years ago, the mayor ordered the demolition, that child used to like to stay there. Oh, since you want to find him, just go straight down this road, as long as you have enough courage."
Rainbow hesitated for a moment, "Hey! Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?" She asked worriedly, but there was no answer, and she could only continue to grope forward with her courage.
Gradually, a white fence appeared in front, which made Daisy strange, and the fear that came with it was also solemn.
"This is like reincarnation, even if you are a princess, you can't resist what they are going to face... some horses have already found it."
Wolfgang led Twilight walking.
"Here? Where is Xingxi Weiguang?"
Wolfgang didn't speak.
"Your friends are ahead."
Twilight walked up, and five horses were standing silently in front.
She was puzzled, "Girls, why are you..." She walked up and was stunned.
"Each tombstone has a story similar to yours." Wolfgang knew that the six holders of the elements of harmony were bleeding in their hearts, but only by experiencing it could they understand.
"But you told us they were wandering in the city."
Rui Rui couldn't hold back her tears and asked in a loud voice, "Why..."
Tears had already blurred Twilight's eyes, and her voice trembled in the wind, "Why... you didn't tell us directly..."
"Like you didn't tell us that we were expelled, most of them were killed, but at least, one of them survived."
The five horses turned around one after another, and at this time, they all looked at this horse in disbelief.
Wolfgang squatted down, a stream of light began to spread from the tip of his tail to his whole body, his wings gradually spread out, and the sharp horn on his head shone brightly.
"Wolfgang... you..."
"Princess." At this time, he had completely taken off his ragged jacket, and instead, he had a golden body.
"These are my friends, not much different from you. Also, my full name is Xingxi Weiguang, Wolfgang."
At this time, all the little horses became nervous, and the five friends knew the purpose of Xingxi Weiguang very well. Rainbow rushed over first, too late to wipe away her tears, and stood in front of Twilight, "What do you want to do to Twilight?!!!"
Xingxi Weiguang closed his eyes, spread his wings, and his whole body suddenly started to burn, "No!!!!!!!"
Twilight squeezed past Yunbao's blockage and lit her unicorn, trying to save Xingxi Weiguang.
It was useless.
In the end, what was left was a pile of debris, Twilight sobbed, and suddenly, a call came from the air:
I know how you will govern the country, we believe in you, take my ashes to see Celestia, you have evidence now. Finally, as I asked you before, help them achieve their dreams, and I will also give you a reward that belongs to you, that's it, please...
A piece of dry cloth fell from the sky, wrapped in a golden force field, and Twilight spread her hooves, it slowly fell between her hooves, different from before, the dry cloth seemed to become much more gorgeous, they found that the dry cloth had a border woven from staff paper, with a few golden words printed on it: Court Musician, Wolfgang.
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Fluttershy,Original Character,Treehugger,Alternate Universe,Porn,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Fetish,Profanity,Sex
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Queen of the Amazons
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A select number of Amazons are invited to meet with their reclusive queen.
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<p>Chezka Windhooves and Panna Fauna, of the Amazon Tribe, are requested by their reclusive queen to meet with her later that day. But first, they must make preparations with Fluttershy, Tree Hugger, and their pet Harry.</p><p>Note: All characters are 18 or older. A companion piece to follow up Runner of the Plains and Keepers of the Forest. Zafire Heart belongs to N1GOD, while the other OCs are mine. Triggers include bestiality (chapter 1) and futa. (chapter 2.)</p>
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2024-07-26T02:33:15+00:00
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2024-07-26T11:38:17+00:00
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This wasn't the Equestria most of them knew. A paranormal disaster swept across the multiverse, scooped up and deposited people into this new land. A world said to be a haphazard jigsaw of land masses made up from other planets, fused onto this Equestria, beset by a war between a number of factions. Thus far, the Amazon Tribe did their best to not directly take part in the madness.
The Amazons made their home in the thickest, deepest portions of the forest, wild and untamed by civilization. A place where even some monsters feared to tread. Partially due to the reputation of the huntresses, whose hail of arrows could quickly turn intruders to pincushions.
A number of tents and huts made up the settlement, decorated by totems and fetishes. Wind chimes tinkled in the breeze. Tribeswomen padded barefoot across the dirt paths in the shade, most of them topless as was tradition and in short, scanty loin cloths, while a few of them went completely nude to soak in the sun's rays that tenderly kissed and caressed their bare skin.
Most of the arrivals in this Equestria took on an anthropomorphic nature, akin to the natives, but some proved more exotic. Certain Amazons appeared completely 'human', as they had informed their new sisters, others were unusual hybrids, not quite woman or beast. One of those which included Chezka Windhooves, a centaur, with a beautiful human woman portion that ended in a white horse's, her wild, spiky tail pale to match her thick hair, tied into a ponytail.
Greenish-blue eyes swept the encampment, her lips drawn. She, too, went bare-chested, a quiver filled with arrows strapped onto her back, a compound bow in her toned arms. Her trots sounded on the earth and clay, her heavy breasts left to sway and her wide horse buttocks to bounce. She kept her horse tail down to preserve some modesty, not that her fellow Amazons cared.
She felt less concern for her exposed nipples, stiff in the cool wind. Whenever she passed a sister that met her eyes, she nodded, then moved on and made her daily rounds to help keep in shape.
In truth, she wanted to rush out into the open, into the action. At times, she felt cooped up here, and snorted her impatience. But neither did she want to drive any needless trouble to her tribe. So instead, she quietly fumed and stomped a hoof, her muscles tensed for action that wouldn't come.
She spun with a fierce snarl when someone touched her shoulder, then softened when she met sad, emerald eyes. “Sorry. You spooked me,” admitted the centaur, whose posture relaxed.
“Don't worry about it,” answered Panna Fauna, a hybrid like her, mostly human in appearance but with touches of a deer, most prominent in the fawn's lower legs, the soft, downy fur spotted above a pair of hooves where it came just above her knees and met with humanoid thighs, her well-shaped lower half barely hidden by a short loin cloth that left the sides of her vulva, much of her buttocks, and all her hips revealed, a short deer tail visible near her dimples of venus. Most curiously, under black hair cut sharply to her shoulders and on her forehead rested a short horn akin to a unicorn's.
“I'm tensed,” admitted Chezka, shamefaced as she stared down at a hoof she rolled on the dirt.
“Obviously,” replied Panna, who embraced her 'sister', pressed breast-to-breast when they made contact, part of Amazonian tradition as they savored each other's touch and warmth. Their nipples rubbed from the contact, breasts squished from the hold, savored the warmth and contact of soft skin. Since men were forbidden here, each Amazon was forced to find comfort in their sisters.
The fawn was like her. Torn from some other planet, another dimension. A crescent moon-shaped piece of jewelry decorated a part of Panna's mane, like a hairclip, which the centaur blushed with unvoiced curiosity. “This? Gifted to me by my older brother, Cornelius. He taught me almost everything I know. How to hunt, evade capture, survive the wildlands....We were a couple of thieves, in over our heads. Then, after too many run ins with the authorities, we became bandits.”
Chezka didn't release her hold on her. “Did you attack innocent people?”
“No, we tried to avoid civilians. But I've done some stuff I'm not proud of,” she admitted, and avoided her eyes. “We had to be sneaky. Lie to and even betray a few people to survive.”
“But did you draw blood,” she asked.
“...on occasion.” Panna released a pent up sigh. “Usually, we targeted the wealthy and their employed thugs, as my brother and I lived out the fantasy of Robin Hood. An old fairy tale from my homeworld. Silly nonsense, like we were children. But I lost him when I was pulled here.”
“I'm sure he's still alive,” reassured Chezka firmly.
Panna didn't speak for a moment. “Probably. Hopefully. I need to believe that.” When they reluctantly withdrew, she rested a hand over the centaur's heart, flicked the sharp, elf-like ears both women shared when she listened to its steady beat, a somber smile on the fawn's face.
“You always remind me to have faith,” said Chezka, who caressed her cheek. “Come.” She turned and lowered herself to ease her access, as Panna hopped onto her back and straddled her. Most centaurs wouldn't let anyone other than those they trusted with all their heart ride them, her kind stubborn and prideful by nature, but she was more her 'sister' than any Amazon.
And while she tried to keep out any perverse thoughts, the feeling of her bareback rider's hairless pussy on her horse portion pleasantly tickled her, as did the fawn's pert buttocks when she started to trot with her onboard, Panna's hands wrapped around her midsection for support. Chezka's breasts bobbed with her movements, and she also felt Panna's tits softly clap on her human back. Perky pink nipples would occasionally poke into her, making her shiver with muted lust.
Panna asked, “What errands do you have to run today?”
“Not much. Meet with another Amazon,” replied Chezka. “Then, the Amazon Queen herself.”
“What? Really?” Their founder was reclusive, unseen and unheard by most, her will passed on to those she trusted most. “Rumor has it she doesn't even live here. Can I attend?”
“Yes. She requested us both.” They rounded a corner in the settlement, where one of Panna's palms slipped off Chezka's midsection and momentarily cupped one of the centaur's breasts, which she squeezed on instinct to maintain support. Chezka swallowed a low moan, thankful her horse tail hid a lewd, mildly wet wink of her horsepussy, as Panna refused to release her hold on her titty.
Finally, the pair came to a stop at a hut built away from the others. Chezka lowered herself to let Panna down, and already missed the touch of her bare pussy and buttocks, the hand that held one of her sizable tits. Without a word, they descended a small set of stairs inside the hut.
The reek of brewed potions instantly hit their nostrils, the air filled with a mixture of colored miasma that rose from a cauldron. Another Amazon tended to the pot and stirred it with a thick, wooden spoon, this one also human in appearance, topless and adorned in a loincloth. A delicate pink mane draped behind her, and her eyes rose from the bubbly mixture to meet them.
“Welcome,” the medicine woman said. “Chezka and Panna, isn't it? I'm Fluttershy.” She left her spoon to rest in the pot and approached in a swivel of voluptuous hips, which matched the rest of her curvaceous form, her heavy breasts more like udders, each topped by incredibly wide nipples. “Huh, but I didn't expect two arrivals at once! Wait here, I'll be back in a moment!”
Before they could question her, Shy raced out of the hut, and offered them a brief view of her bountiful bare butt when the loin cloth she wore whipped from the motion behind her.
“She's weird,” murmured Chezka, her face drawn and pensive.
“So are we,” reminded Panna, who looked down at their animal portions. “But she's nice, too.” She took a moment to look around the interior, but didn't touch, the fawn's eyes scanned across walls decorated with tribal masks, and shelves covered by small bottles filled with chemicals. She also spotted some preserved mushrooms. “I was a healer like her, too. I looked after my brother.”
Chezka nodded. “It's an honorable profession. All I've ever known is the life of a warrior.”
“The tribe needs all types to flourish. But I'd like to learn more from her,” confessed Panna, who turned back to the rattle of bead curtains that announced Shy's return. Only this time, another topless Amazon arrived with her, with a red-and-brown mane made up of dreadlocks, and behind them stalked a massive bear on all fours, the hut spacious as to comfortably house them all.
“This is my partner,” explained Shy with a warm smile. “Tree Hugger! I'm better with animals, while she's more in tune with nature. I'll need a partner to help me enact the ritual!”
“Hey there,” said Tree with a crooked smile, her eyes lazily, seductively half-closed. While she didn't quite match Shy in voluptuousness, she was nonetheless quite shapely and supple.
“And this is Harry! He'll be our assistant,” said Shy, who rubbed the back of his ears.
Chezka inquired, “Assistant to what? What's this ritual? The queen didn't provide details-”
“You'll see,” assured Tree with a shimmy of her hips when she walked. Glows that emitted from the cauldron reflected off their curves, emphasized them, drew more attention to Tree's bare, busty bounces, and likewise her rounded buttocks which quivered when she circled the pot. She undid the tie of her loincloth, let it slip from her form, a messy red-and-brown bush revealed on her snatch.
Shy did the same, and exposed her own trimmed, soft pink pubes that adorned her taut twat. Gently, she and Tree brushed their lower hairs and slits, intentionally stained them with wet spatters of female lubricant from their pussies, already aroused by anticipation of what was to come.
Panna raised an eyebrow. “A tantric ritual?”
“Something like that,” said Shy, while she and Hugs leaned over the rim of the cauldron, apparently impervious to the heat waves that radiated around them, their breasts suspended, pendulous with each sway. “It's too risky to let you try this the first time. We had to work up to this!”
“Not sure you two will be up for it anyway,” admitted Tree coyly.
Panna removed her own loin cloth, her hairless cunt bared. “I...want to learn, too!” Cornelius had shown her how to wield a knife, to stab and throw blades with deadly accuracy, but she wasn't built for the frontlines like many Amazons. Thus, she wanted to develop other helpful skills!
“You'll have your chance,” promised Shy, who shared a sultry look with Hugs, both of them bent over while they wiggled their bare, heart-shaped asses at Harry behind them. The bear drooled at the usual signal, since the pair of them had sated his needs many times, and already his dick started to swell with need. “Good boy~,” she cooed when she the first firm, tentative lick at her puffy slit.
“Guys aren't allowed here,” reminded Tree. “But animals, like, don't count, you know?” Sheand shy planted palms on their asscheeks, spread them wide open to show off their holes, which the bear ravenously feasted on with messy, audible slurps each time he cleaned their pussies and assholes. The pair of them moaned when he alternated between them, well trained to service them.
Despite her ambivalence, Chezka felt her horsepussy wink and stain the tail she tried and fail to keep shrouded over her mentionables, as she instinctively hiked her tail with a forbidden desire to be bred, reminded of her run-in with a herd of ponies...who'd laid claim to her body. Intrusive reminders of that day made her repeatedly, wetly wink on the floor, when three stallions, with help from a mare, had pinned her down and set to ruin her holes until they properly bred her.
She snapped out of her reverie when Tree reminded her, “This is only the warm up~.”
Panna's medium-sized breasts heaved with each strained breath, like the centaur her own nipples painfully stiff, her own cunt slimy and her pussylips puffy with need. Her hands shook with the effort to restrain herself, since she wanted to openly feel her own body up, to masturbate at the lewd displays, since it had been a while since she'd properly tended to her baser needs.
She'd never crossed the taboo and mated with an animal, but some would claim her brother, born with a deer dick, was close enough, the pair of them driven to make love after they'd been hit by a magic arrow that put them under an intense spell. After that day, Cornelius pretended it never happened, but she would catch occasional looks of admiration that she returned with a small smile.
She especially appreciated the sneaky looks at her barely contained tits and ass, her own eyes drawn to his bare chest, which had picked up a few scars over time in their adventures to survive.
They'd never found another of their kind, no matter how hard both looked. For all she knew, they were the last of their kind in her world, and she hadn't seen anyone like her here.
Shy also broke her trance of memories. “Don't hold back on our account~,” she moaned out between Harry's licks from one hole to the next, over her perineum, as he lapped up her feminine lubricant. “W-we'll need lots of lust for the potion, so feel free to touch yourselves! Oh~!”
“I...shouldn't,” muttered Chezka with a dark blush, her posture stiff, and her tail fully hiked to present her hindquarters so she could be mounted. She winced in surprise when she felt soft lips plant a kiss on her horse posterior, craned her head to look at Panna, who knelt behind her.
She squirmed with a moist squelch of her horsepussy, which winked and spattered droplets of her lust on Panna's face, before the fawn beamed at her and dove her tongue into her birth canal. Teased and traced the pink, slippery folds of her tunnel, made her hooves shaky and Chezka clench her teeth to suppress a shameful cry of satisfaction. “Th-there,” she pleaded with eyelash flutters.
Her face now smeared in cunt honey, Panna paused her licks. “So delicious~.” She flicked the heart-shaped clitoris that swelled out and throbbed, maneuvered her mouth muscle over her snatch lips, then her perineum, to puckered asshole, which she kissed, traced, and dove into, as her swollen horse rectum also pulsed with need. Panna snaked a hand down, and tended to her own twat.
By now, Harry was so worked up he strained himself to hold back until his mates okayed the next move, and his cock throbbed and spat precum on the floor. “Poor Mister Bear,” murmured Shy with a look over her shoulder and another wave of her hips. Rather than verbally communicate with an animal that understood her, she instead coaxed him with a couple fingers she pressed to her pussy, and slowly spread the hood open to expose the moist, pink, sticky fuckhole within.
With what patient her well-trained beast could muster, he planted his front claws on the cauldron, which rocked a little but didn't toppled over, reared up, and mounted her, his bear cock pressed to her cunny. Growls resounded when he parted her interior, pushed himself balls deep inside her.
He only took it slow for a moment, to make certain she really was ready, before he started to fiercely slam into her cunny. She squealed, her spacious buttocks clapped and quivered with each ripple under his brutal thrusts. She screamed, “Don't hold back, Harry! Fuck me like you own me!”
His claws slid down her sides to hold her hips, kept her pinned and restrained while he smacked her ass with each firm hump, drove her insides open each time he impaled and split her wide, stained his crotch with a messy series of sprays. He indeed nailed her like she was his own, made her his bitch until she'd reclaim power like usual after their session ended. He spat more precum in her, smeared and rubbed her pink walls and folds, felt her cunt clench around and milk his swollen bear cock.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Mmph~!” She shamelessly shrieked her bliss into oblivion.
The cauldron's contents bubbled and shimmered more, drew on the arousal that increased tenfold. Tree turned her head to meet Shy's at her side, hip-to-hip while she waited her turn to be bred by this beast, and she met her lips, a deep kiss shared while Harry mercilessly railed Flutters.
He pumped her fast and hard. Grunted and drooled as he made her take his cock. Raked her hips with his claws, scratched them a little but didn't break the skin when he also traced her plush ass. Her udders bounced and swayed, splashed by droplets of the steamy cauldron, which made Shy cry out in masochistic satisfaction, as her skin steamed on contact but didn't burn from the heat.
Tree withdrew her lips from Shy's to speak, mouths still connected by a trail of saliva. “We've, like, made ourselves immune from continual contact in small doses, you know? Mmm~. Take that bear dick, babe.” She ran a hand over Shy's massive ass, squeezed a cheek. “Turn that cunt into a crater!”
Unable to hold back much more, with a final, momentous thrust, Harry impaled Shy fully one last time, sheathed his bear cock fully to his furry balls, painted in another series of squirts on his loin when he rammed her cervix open and impacted the back of her slippery, slimy womb, howled and hissed when his shaft pulsed and shot blast-after-blast of his thick, virile cum into her uterus.
Shy shook. Her eyes rolled into her head. Her cunny squeezed down on his beastly tool. Spunk dribbled down her inner thighs, mixed with her lustful juices, made her squeal some more, Harry's claws sunk into her waist and butcheeks, still trained not to break her tender, smooth flesh.
His testicles pulsed with each cumshot he fired into her core. Made her belly swell and round.
With a wet pop he withdrew. Gaped wide, her wrecked cunt oozed his seed. Harry dismounted her, then moved to Hugs, who shook her own heart-shaped ass in anticipation. He rubbed his half-erect, slimy cock over her fuckholes, traced them amidst his momentary refractory period.
She also spread her orifices to offer a peek inside. “Use whichever hole you like, bad boy. I can take it~.” She winked at him, felt his claws rest on her hips and buttcheeks when he also reared up and mounted her. His dick swelled back to fullness while the slick tip brushed up-and-down her perineum, smeared it in his runny semen, precum, and Shy's lustful lubrication.
Chezka had come a few times, well tended to by Panna's voracious licks and laps at her orifices. She felt like a selfish lover, the fawn's attention one-sided, but Panna didn't seem to mind. By now, Panna added her fist to help her finish, pushing it elbow-deep into Chezka's drenched horsepussy.
Juices matted Panna's hair, face, and sluiced down her tits when she licked, sucked, and fisted her.
“P-Panna! I....!” She winked and clenched around the fawn's drenched arm.
“Ride it out,” called back Panna, who heard the centaur nicker in appreciation at her technique.
Meanwhile, with a fresh set of cheeks to clap, Harry drove his bear cock into Hugs, who moaned low in response when he speared his second mate on him. Her rounded buttcheeks bounced and rippled under intense, brutish humps, her titties also left to slap under each impact. Bent over and railed by the beast, her low croons and squirts from her cunny met each lewd impalement.
Like with Shy, he showed her no mercy, speared-and-speared in a blur of furry, muscled hips. She also talked dirty to him, able to communicate with the bear a little after lessons with Flutters. “Like, knock me up and put all your cubs in my baby cave~,” she pleaded and clenched her fuckholes.
She met Shy's lips some more. Kissed, nibbled, and sucked on them as she was taken, hopeful that next time he'd also lay waste to the assholes of the horny, needy buttsluts that submitted to him.
He conquered them with his cocks. Rendered them so satisfied they always came back for more!
At this point, the cauldron's contents glowed a brilliant hot pink. Steamed more and bubbled over, washed across the titties of Shy and Tree, who contiinued to make out, Hugs continuously rocked forward each time Harry's hips struck her round, massive ass with a desperate, bestial need.
“Shoot it all into me~,” pleaded the Amazon. “Dump all of your load in my womb~!”
Like before, a last hump impaled her fully. Furry balls expanded each time he erupted, tip driven past her cervix too which was forced to spread wide open to accommodate his width, felt each volley of spunk rapidly rocket into her uterus walls while she also soaked his loins.
She milked him too with her pussy, felt her own stomach bloat and round from bear cum. Her stretched hole popped too when Harry withdrew, oozed a mixture of his and her own lust.
Shy scooped cum from her cunny, reached into Tree's cunt and pulled more bear spunk from her, then dipped her hands into the cauldron's contents, which sizzled. “It's almost done! Just needs time to cool down and settle, and then we can brew up the potion our queen requested! Mmm~.” Her half-lidded eyes studied Chezka and Panna. “But should one of you want a ride with Harry...”
“M-maybe some other time,” murmured Chezka, whose winks from her worked over horsepussy had slowed after Panna removed her soaked fist. “I'm nowhere near ready for that.”
“Me either,” admitted Panna, who nonetheless studied the bear with curious eyes. “So, this ritual was to conceive a love potion, I take it? What could the Amazon Queen need that for?”
“Not exactly a love potion,” assured Shy, who shimmied her udders back-and-forth with a mischievous titter. “You'll understand when we take you to her!”
“Just...need a few minutes to rest, babe. Bad boy here always does a number on my poor puss,” said Tree, who idly rubbed her pleasantly sore birth canal. They didn't bother to redress even after it was over, the cauldron contents carefully bottled up by the pair of Amazons worked over by the bear.
Until darkness fell and the Amazon Queen's summons could be enacted on, they were to stay and rest in the hut. Chezka and Panna shared a look, and both wondered, what was their mysterious benefactor like? Were they called there to be rewarded...or punished? It was an honor few knew.
Panna squeezed Chezka's hand, with the unspoken promise to always support her.
“You're the best friend I ever could have asked for,” whispered Chezka, who returned her tender squeeze. “On my honor as an Amazon, I swear to always protect and be there for you. And somehow, someday, we'll find your brother and I'll return you home, safe and sound. I promise.”
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Dr Sharaz Jek
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562288
| 2 |
Fluttershy,Original Character,Treehugger,Alternate Universe,Porn,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Fetish,Profanity,Sex
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Queen of the Amazons
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A select number of Amazons are invited to meet with their reclusive queen.
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complete
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<p>Chezka Windhooves and Panna Fauna, of the Amazon Tribe, are requested by their reclusive queen to meet with her later that day. But first, they must make preparations with Fluttershy, Tree Hugger, and their pet Harry.</p><p>Note: All characters are 18 or older. A companion piece to follow up Runner of the Plains and Keepers of the Forest. Zafire Heart belongs to N1GOD, while the other OCs are mine. Triggers include bestiality (chapter 1) and futa. (chapter 2.)</p>
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2024-07-27T17:36:47+00:00
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2024-07-28T02:10:08+00:00
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Evening started to dawn over the Amazon settlement, and the first stars peeked out from the darkness with a twinkle. Panna stepped out of the hut and into the open first, and rubbed the crescent-shaped jewelry that adorned her sharply cut black mane, reminded of her brother when she stared up at the pale moon. Redressed in her scanty loincloth, the fawn's thin ears twitched when she heard the trot of Chezka's hooves behind her, followed by the pad of footsteps.
Once more, the centaur lowered herself and allowed the fawn to hop aboard. Chezka then turned to Flutteryshy and Tree Hugger. “Want to hop aboard? I should be able to support all three of you. I'm afraid the bear will have to walk, though.” She cast a sideways nod at the furry beast.
She knelt to meet her pet's face. “Is that okay with you, Harry?” Grunting and sulking at her, his ears nonetheless perked up when she whispered in his ear and allowed her to take a quick lick of her barely-clad butt, the round orb of pert flesh lifted by his wet lap before it dropped and wobbled.
“Count me in too hun,” said Tree, who also allowed him to take a lick of her posterior, which also quivered back into place, a taste test to tantalize him for what would come later. She hopped on the centaur's back last, sandwiched between the other babes, their bare cunts and butts pressed on her.
It took all Chezka's restraint not to whinny with excitement at their touch. Especially when she started to march, and could feel their slits and buttocks rub and slap on her, feel a small trickle of their feminine moisture that still saturated their taut snatches rub into and smear her horse fur.
Her hooves maneured across the path, past her fellow topless or fully nude Amazon sisters, until at Shy's direction they exited to the outskirts and headed off the beaten path, into the thickets which cut the tribe off from the deepest wilderness, a wall of wildlife that would tangle up any potential pursuers into their home. But for an Amazon with the know-how, they could easily evade the natural barrier, this time with the help of Tree, whose whispers parted the dense flora.
“That's quite a neat trick,” observed Panna.
“Just needs a little love~,” replied the Amazon with her crooked smile, as she caressed one of the vines that moved on its own like a coil, then traced around her heavy breasts. “Mmm~.”
“We can do that later,” added Shy with a wink, as another set of vines took a moment to wrap around her udders, pinched and mashed the pliable flesh between them as their tips traced her incredibly wide, pink inverted nipples, the nubs teased out by their touch to full erectness.
“You two sure are talented,” admitted Panna.
“You'll understand why soon,” assured Tree, who also took a moment to savor the brush of vines that kneaded, squeezed, and rolled her bountiful breasts like Shy's. Gently, she stroked the coil. “Sorry bud, but we've been summoned by the queen, and like she doesn't want to wait around!”
Chezka furrowed her brow. “You two must've done this many times. Well, I can't blame you. It's not like we're allowed to have men here, and we have to find some satisfaction...somewhere.”
“Plush,” whispered Panna with a mild blush. “Think about all the places those vines could reach!” She pictured the way the forest would slither around her, rip her loincloth off, bind her wrists and ankles when they lifted her up, before they started to fondle every inch of her body, stroke and tease her until she pleaded and finally, they would penetrate all of sexholes and rail her stupid.
Her blush deepened and she cut off the fantasy when a wet, syrupy rivulet of her lust escaped her swollen snatch and its sweet warmth ran down the furred muscle of Chezka's centaur back. Her fellow Amazon strained to keep her tail down, and felt her hosepussy wetly wink in response.
When she spotted Harry sniffed the air, she prayed her fellow Amazons couldn't smell the shame of her arousal! Yet Pnna carried herself with a bit less modesty, perhaps inspired by Flutters and Hugs, who allowed the vines to undo their loincloths and pulled them away, a mass of tentacle-like coils that wantonly molested the two buxom women while the five travelers passed the flora.
Shy and Tree openly moaned when the vines repeatedly circled their udders, brushed their nipples, pinched and pulled their titties until they were fully distended, then released their tits and let them snap back into place with a fleshy series of bounces when they settled. Growing bolder, they kneaded their asses and thighs, raked over their moist pussies and puckered pink assholes.
A few of the bolder vines even sank into their holes momentarily with a lewd squelch, made a few rapid pumps, some that sank cervix deep, before they were forced to withdraw as Chezka carried them by, the slippery tendrils now slick, hot, and glistening with runny honey cunny.
Panna felt herself pushed forward when the women behind her leaned so that their heart-shaped asses were better presented, their fuckable holes on full display. More vines spread the asscheeks of Shy and Tree. Stroked, prodded, and probed their warm, moist, pliable, stretch orifices.
“H-hey!” Chezka's tail swatted a tentacle that poked too close to her thick, round horseasshole.
“Now, now. You have to ask permission buds,” reminded Tree.
“Maybe...after we meet with the queen,” considered Chezka, whose drawn face burned. She winked harder, left a wet trail of her lust in the forest behind her, which Harry sniffed and lapped up. She hurried onward, worried that she'd become so worked up by all this lewdness she'd be ready to kneel down, stick her horsebutt in the air, and let even that bear mount and fuck her silly!
She noted Panna also wasn't immune, as the fawn also let the vines undo and steal away her loincloth, then cooed when the coils, too, started to probe and explore her holes and molest her supple flesh. One wrapped around Panna's short horn, stroked it and made her squirt a little. Which further wet and dripped down Chezka's fur when the fawn's warm abdomen quivered atop her.
Thankfully, before the centaur collapsed from an onset of estrus, she managed to guide her fellow travelers to their destination, a private settlement tucked away from the Amazon Tribe. In the middle of the clearing sat a structure unlike any Chezka or Panna had ever seen, an angular structure supported by columns and partially crafted from crystalline that shined brilliantly.
Chezka's mouth went dry. “This is...?”
“We're here!” Shy hopped down, and stretched wide, her bare breasts thrust upward with the arc of her back, her erect nipples pointed skyward. “Yes, the Amazon Queen resides here. Rumor has it, she may have been one of the founders of the fabled Crystal Empire in her Equestria!”
“So she's an outsider like us,” realized Panna, who also slipped off the centaur's back.
“Yep,” added Tree, who came down last with a shimmy of her hips. “A bonafide, bodacious badass babe that'll make you her bitch! She's, like, the one that awakened our hidden potential!”
“She sounds kind of scary,” admitted Panna.
“Intimidating, sure, but unless you try to deliberately piss her off you don't need to worry,” reassured the lackadaisical Amazon, whose wide ass shook and bounced when she waved her hips and maneuvered ahead. The moon's rays lit up their curvature, cast by the crystal structure ahead.
Chezka said, “She expects us. So you we walk up and knock, or-”
“There's no need,” came a deep, rich, yet feminine voice that boomed from inside. A shadow cast across the stairs eclipsed the new arrivals, when the Amazon Queen herself started to step out into the open. “Welcome to my home, my fellow Amazons. Forgive the secrecy, but I can't allow everyone to know my secrets. After all, were outsiders to learn an alicorn resided here...”
She stood taller than even the tallest Amazon, her crystal flur a delicate shade of blue in tone. Both shapely but incredibly toned, a thick mane trailed to her ankles behind her, her forehead adorned by a sharp unicorn horn, her back wrapped in pegasus wings she kept half-folded.Like Amazon custom, she went topless, her massive breasts adorned by rings in her pierced nipples. A thicker loincloth adorned her curvy bottom half, her limbs decorated by wristlets and anklets.
“I'm sure rumors about my reputation proceed me. But I'm known as Zafire Heart. Or Zafira, for short.” She rested a firm hand on a toned hip, beckoned with another outstretched palm, where Shy and Tree knelt before her. With a chuckle she said, “There's no need for that, my sweets.”
Both Amazons kissed Zafira's feet before they lifted their heads. “We did what you asked my queen,” said Fluttershy, her face a dense shade of pink when she met the queen's stare.
“Got the potion too,” said Tree Hugger, who reached into her dreadlocks and plucked out a bottle hidden in the frazzled locks, its contents a magenta shade that glowed in the dark once it was out in the open, contained by a cork. “Glad you let us use Harry, or we'd have to hunt down a man!”
Zafira shook her head. “I'd prefer not to involve outsiders. Men would want to impose their values on us, which would inevitably alter our civilization. Of course...” Her palms caressed the chins and cheeks of her followers. “I'm aware that a lack of male company can leave you...unsatisfied.”
Shortly after she'd seen them bow, Panna followed their example, and rather than be left out or appear foolish and rude, Chezka also lowered her horse portion the best she was able.
“Rise,” said Zafira. “I want all of you to feel comfortable here.” They rose to meet the crystal mare, whose snout split in a wider smirk. “Better.” Accepting the potion from Hugs, she uncorked it and downed the contents, which settled into her body and immediately made her body burn up.
Chezka asked, “Er...I hope this doesn't sound rude, by whi did you summon us?”
“To show you how I blessed your Amazon sisters. And maybe, one day, should you two continue to prove your worthiness, then I'll let you sample my secrets and unlock your hidden potential.” Zafira hooked a knot of her loincloth, undid it and ripped her costume away, now tossed aside.
Gasps rose on reflex from Chezka and Panna, their eyes not met by a lovely pussy like she expected, but instead a stallion's sheathed cock, which Zafire started to idly stroke until it rose inch-by-inch to erection, the massive, flared tool her 'bitch-breaker', as a few of the Amazons that proved lucky to sample it called the shaft. Already, its tip pulsed and oozed precum down a vein-lined pillar.
Panna swallowed and licked her lips. “That's...that's a-”
“A cock,” proudly declared Zafire. “Virile and fully-functional, my sweets.”
Chezka found her voice. “So, is that what the potion was for?”
Zafira tittered. “Oh, no. I was born blessed with this. That potion maximizes my arousal, amplifies that and my stamina, so that I'll be able to lay claim to your holes for hours! Why, I could fuck every last Amazon into submission and make them plead for more! But...” Her eyes drifted to Panna's snatch, obviously wet, and she circled behind Chezka to check out her horsepussy.
Chezka replied, “But....?”
“Butt.” She snickered, slapped a harsh palm on Chezka's wide white horse buttock, made her wince and moaned when she squeezed the toned, rounded cheek. “The choice is entirely yours. I'd never forced unwanted attention on my tribe. Should you wish, you could walk away now without consequence.” Gripped around the pert buttcheek, she slowly rolled it in her firm palm.
“I...I want to stay,” admitted panna, certain she could learn lots from the experience!
“Good! And you, Chezka Windhooves, fierce archer and huntress? Would you like to sample what I'm capable of? Some worship me like a Goddess,” she boasted, and continued to knead her flank, while her free hand slid up Chezka's toned belly, until she cupped a sizable tit.
Chezka hissed a low moan between clenched teeth, her cheeks afire. “I'll do it. I can handle it.”
“Glad to hear it,” answered Zafira. “Fluttershy, Tree Hugger, feel free to stay and entertain yourselves while you bear witness to my prowess once more.” She released her hold on the centaur, instead strode over to Panna nearby and pulled her by the waist to her bare bosom. The fawn shuddered, felt a runny trail of her lust dribble from her enflamed slit, hot and viscous.
“I've only been with one man,” confessed Panna, with a sharp inhale of exhilaration.
“A shame. I'd love to be the first to properly pop your cherry.” Zafire cupped the fawn's ass, lifted her up, and spread her legs so that her crotch was level with her bitch-breaker, the meaty pillar's flared tip already prodded at Panna's wet, empty cunt. She dripped on the tool, pussylips parted a tad, spiderwebbed by her arousal and a sneaky hint of her lovely pink fuck tunnel on display.
“Don't tease me,” pleaded Panna, who dripped down the crack of her upraised ass, over her asshole, which clenched in anticipation of penetration while the flared tip rubbed her flower's entrance.
Chezka's horsepussy repeatedly winked with lewd, audible squelches at the lusty displays. She realized the other pair weren't idle either, as Harry rested on his haunches and they knelt naked before him. They coaxed out his cock, peppered it in kisses and rubbed it on their cheeks.
“Gentle,” reminded Fluttershy when he rested his claws atop their skulls.
The bear's cock rubbed across their faces, smeared them in his precum and musk, while they continued to kiss his sizable shaft, which throbbed and smacked their faces a little. “Groovy~,” murmured Hugs, when she and Flutters continued to double-team him, dragged their tongues up-and-down his beastly cock in tandem, licked up and savored the precum he oozed.
Tree was the first to take his tip into her mouth, to lap and suckle on it like a saltlick. Greedily, she nursed it for nearly a minute with noisy suckles, before she popped loose with a moan, blush, and half-lidded eyes, lips still connected by strings of mixed saliva and precum when she turned to Shy and said, “He's all yours.” Her partner beamed with a squee and took his bear dick into her own maw. She sucked him off in the same tender manner, while Tree's muscle traced his shaft.
Groans rose from the jaws of Harry, serviced by his submissive sluts, their knees spread and their asses prostrated in the air behind them when they took turns to tease and pleasure the beast.
Then, the pair of them squished their udders together, and wrapped their breasts around his heated pillar. They continued to kiss, suck, and worship the bear's precum-soaked tip, which spat small spurts directly into their mouths, and ran down slippery titties that helped stroke his spear.
At the same time, with a tremendous stroke Zafira impaled Panna, who screamed her head to the heavens, cast her head back with a bounce of her breasts, and came instantly and messily, stretched taut around maredick which punctured past her cervix and claimed her womb, her size so awesome it also distended Panna's belly a bit. “Get ready for the ride of your life,” warned the queen.
Gripped onto the fawn's hips and buttocks, she kept her suspended, partially since she'd speared her on her dick, and mercilessly pounded her in a noisy clap of asscheeks. Her tits lifted and fell with each impact, Panna driven to a chorus of moans while she squirted all over Zafire's bosom.
Chezka's haunches rubbed with another squelch, surrounded by the sights, sounds, and smells of sex, but she'd have to wait her turn. Despite her stubborn pride, she dropped any pretense of shame and started to roll circles around her heavy breasts, which she fondled in firm caresses.
Her tail hiked up high as possible, one of her hands wandered behind her, torso craned, so she could reach her horsepussy and rub it, her palm soon soaked from female juices that cascaded out from a bout of estrus. Yet she couldn't satisfy herself like this, teeth mashed in frustration.
She continued to rub her haunches together, her sharp ears flicked to the sound of her pussy squelches each time she spat more of her unfulfilled lust shot across the dirt. Realizing this was likely part of Zafire's plan to keep her worked up until it was her turn, the centaur backed her horse end up until it made contact with a column, and rubbed her cunt and asshole on the pillar. Grinded on the hard, yet smooth crystalline surface, with a low moan as her holes stretched to rub it, left a slimy trail wherever her orifices ran circles around, all but driven mad by animal lust.
Her eyes saw the rest of them were no different. Zafira's mouth pressed to Panna's, dominated it when she shoved her thick tongue past her lips and down her throat while she fucked her. She throated her with her tongue, then when she withdrew her lips, a trail of their saliva mixed together to connect their mouths, she then clasped her maw around one of Panna's titties. She nursed it harshly, pulled and suckled on it to the fawn's moans, released it with a pop to collapse back into place and continued to bounce under harsh thrusts when she repeated the act with the other titty.
Groans rose from Harry's belly, his head cast back. Shy and Hugs withdrew their lips from his bear cock but continued to rapidly rub their udders across his precum slick dick, stuck their tongues out, and accepted the thick cumshots he started to fire all over their hair, faces, and tits. Warm, sticky bear semen rained over them, impacted their smooth skin, their eyes forced to close as they were repeatedly hosed down and painted in his spunk, its tart flavor in their overfilled mouths.
They sloshed and swished his bear cum. Traded the chewed up spunk in a series of messy kisses.
Zafire also hissed, the fawn slammed down hard one last time and held in place when she started to pump into her already distended stomach. Stallion cum started to pump directly into her slimy uterus, bloated and overfilled it, Panna racked by more squirts that splashed Zafire's breasts and face, soaked the queen in her essence, physically and emotionally conquered by her marecock.
“Good little bitch~,” teased the queen, her firm palms clasped around Panna's pert buttocks.
“Ch-Chezka's turned,” moaned the almost brain-broken fawn, who felt so selfish after she'd taken the first turn. Gently, after Zafire emptied herself into her, she was set back on her deer hooves.
Zafire nodded, her cock still hard as it throbbed and dripped. “Your turn, centaur. Turn around and bend over.” Chezka shuddered at the reply and winked a fresh, small squirt, her face ablaze. Usually, she'd be insulted by the dominant command, but now estrus made her crazed by lust, and she did as instructed, her palms planted on the column when she titled her chest downwards and raised her horse's ass, her hindlegs spread in preparation. She winced and yelped when Zafira planted a harsh smack on her ass, which rippled, started to poke and tease at her lower holes. “Now, which to use?”
At this point Chezka couldn't care whether she knocked her up or brutally fucked her up the ass. Thankfully, she didn't tease her for long from strokes up-and-down her perineum, before she chose her horsepussy and drove her marecock inside, which made Chezka nicker and splash on her.
Her horse haunches clapped with each violent thrust, pinned and railed by the queen. Her incredible size even dwarfed the three stallions from the herd that once had their way with her!
Fluttershy, she and her partner still decorated in a bear facial, plucked another bottle from Tree's frazzled mane, which she uncorked and rose to Harry's lips. “Drink! It's party time!”
“Good boy~,” said Tree, as Harry downed the lust potion, and his dick swelled back to erectness. “Now you can fuck us all until dawn~!” Flutters had already turned and prostrated herself on all fours to tempt the bear, and Tree clambered atop her in the same position to present her holes.
Immediately, Harry rushed to rear up and mount them.
“Use our asses this time,” demanded Shy, and Harry indeed pressed his bear cock to her pucker, drove himself into her asshole while she moaned. Fiercely, he humped her for a minute, drooled and clenched his muscles, before with a slap on her ass by Hugs to redirect him, he popped loose of Shy's rectum and started to rail her partner's ass too, drilled it with a desperate, bestial lust.
He alternated between them. Traded between the buttsluts like they were pieces of meat, driven by the lust potion, but still with the awareness to not harm them as he clapped their brutalized buttcheeks. They rocked under his humps, their tits swayed, cum-drenched faces twisted in bliss.
Chezka felt Zafira's firm palms cupped her breasts. Grope, knead, twist, squeeze, pinch, slap, and pull them, made the centaur scream her name in ecstasy while she pounded her pussy and made her horse asscheeks smack and bounce from contact with shapely, yet muscled hips.
Finally, with a last, silent cry, Chezka came with Zafire when she buried herself too, and started to dump her payload directly into her womb. She trembled in submission, clenched around her, felt the queen pull on her white, wild ponytail, the feel of her marecock throb deep in her cunt.
She slumped her breast onto the column, passed out momentarily from an overload of euphoria.
The next time she hazily opened her eyes, Zafire had her cock cleaned by Fluttershy and Tree Hugger, who pressed their pussies together and grinded their hips with more wet squelches. They were still masked in partially dried bear cum, whereas Zafire delivered a fresh load on their faces and tits, yanked on their manes to force their lips to meet and trade her cum in their mouths.
Panna openely masturbated to the lewd display, with rapid strokes across her slit and clit.
Chezka felt Harry's paws touch her haunches, sniffed her and hesitated like he wanted permission, and she sleepily nodded. The bear's weight settled on her horse back, his face beside her own when his hips reared and he thrust. Her eyes widened in shock when he pushed into her rectum, but she moaned and settled in for the ride, buckled under the intensity of the beast that bred her silly.
Her cheeks smacked. The Amazons routinely traded partners and positions.
Harry's hips were a blur, when he came inside Chezka's ass, her swollen horse anus filled with ooze that shot out each time she clenched-and-unclenched her ravenously ruined rectum. The bear moved to stake his claim on Panna, who also leaned on a column and raised one of her deer hooves skyward so he could fuck her sideways, the bear's thick dick also driven into her sphincter.
All of them fucked until dawn. Chezka lost count of how many times Zafire and Harry finished in and on them, their smooth, supple skin soaked in sticky, slimy spunk. Currently, Fluttershy sat in Zafire's lap while she pounded her, in a three-way kiss with Tree, who Zafire molested.
“You all pass,” said Zafire, who landed a harsh, yet playful spank on the asses of Shy and Tree, made them yelp and moan in appreciation while she continued to make use of them. “Panna, Chezka, continue to return here each week and eventually, I'll help unlock your true potential!”
“W-we'll be here,” promised Panna, who felt the bear dump his hot load up her ass.
“Count on it,” added Chezka, pleasantly sore after Zafire and Harry had worked over her stretched and cummed in fuckholes. Not even that herd of stallions and their mare could compare!
Satisfied, she rested her cheek on the column, didn't mind when Harry mounted her again and this time sank himself in her horsepussy. “Go ahead...fuck me while I'm asleep...I don't care...” Gentler this time, he nonetheless continued to make use of her, parted her pink walls and drilled her.
She fell in-and-out of her dreams while the bear took her, content.
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Applejack,Original Character,Pinkie Pie,Comedy,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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The Cutie Mark Of 1000 Laughs
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A short story about a young, shy filly getting her cutie mark!
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<p><i>all ocs featured in this story are owned by </i><a href="https://toyhou.se/tomatoesforlife12" rel="nofollow"><i>TFL12</i></a><i>. </i><br/>This was made by myself in order to purchase the oc, Sydia, who is now mine. </p><div class="bbcode-center" style="text-align:center"><p>───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────</p></div><p>The young Peppy Prattle has still to find her cutie mark. Thankfully her Aunt, Pinkie Pie, and Pinkie's good friend, Applejack, help to get the shy pony out of her shell.</p>
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2024-07-25T17:26:46+00:00
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The birds were chirping as the sky was as blue as a gem. The clouds were hiding as the sun beamed onto the soft, delicate grass of Ponyville.
A young pegasus mare looked around the village, taking it all in. Her hooves hit the floor in a rhythmic pattern as she trotted along the streets. Her grey coat shimmered as the sun danced in the sky as her wings urged for a dance in the sky. Her cutie mark, a carrot, dazzled as the sun said hello. The scene around her made her feel very welcomed. She enjoyed the buzz of the bees and the smell of the flowers.
She, most of all, enjoyed the calm and the absence of sound that she had become used to in the big city.
"WELCOME TO PONYVILLE!"
The mare sprang from the ground, flapping her wings as she yelled in shock and fear. She turned around and locked eyes with a pink pony, who must have been the same age as her, with perfectly purple eyes.
The pegasus sheepishly smiled at the silly pony and raised her hoof to wave at her.
"Hello," the pony calmly said.
"My name," the pink pony started to excitedly say, "is Peppy Prattle! What's yours?" she asked.
The shy city pony replied, "Sydia."
Peppy smiled, beaming with delight.
"Well, Sydia, it's so very super duper amazing to meet you!" Peppy giggled.
Peppy looked at the pony, moving her neck down in the process. Her little wings, half the size of Sydia's, fluttered as she smiled.
Sydia looked up at Peppy, noticing her small wings. A shocked expression took over her face, but Peppy stopped her in her tracks.
"I know, right? Aren't they so cool!"
"Can you fly?" Sydia inquisitively asked. Her interest in the pony, for some particular reason, had strengthened.
Without saying a word, Peppy flapped her wings, lifting herself off the ground by an inch or two. She hopped back down, just like a bunny, with a smile etched across her face.
"Wow," the grey mare beamed, "you're pretty unique!"
It was at that point when Sydia noticed the yellow markings on the pony's multicoloured flank. Peppy, being the attentive pony she is, happened to see Sydia's reaction.
"Wanna know the story of how I got this bad boy?"
Sydia's head rapidly moved up and down, making Peppy dizzy.
The two ponies trotted towards the nearby park bench, with Peppy prepared to tell the story of a lifetime.
"Peppy! Cherry-Berry!"
The voice of a calm, loving mother rang through the house and into the well maintained garden. Starry Pie had finished making the supper her family was surely going to enjoy.
Consisting of herself, her wife Violet Song, and their two daughters, the family were extremely happy. Their daughter Peppy was rather shy, as her sister Cherry-Berry was the monotone pony everyone needed in their lives. But the couple wouldn't change them.
Adopting the two from the orphanage was the best day of their lives.
Unfortunately for Peppy, Cherry had already received her cutie mark: a book with its luxurious pages being written with a perfect phoenix feather quill.
The shy pony was the only pony in the house without a special talent. Her mothers had always assured her that her day would come.
Today's meal was hayburgers, which was widely regarded as Starry's signature meal.
"I do say Mama, these hayburgers are far from disappointing," Cherry calmly said, slowly closing her eyes and smiling.
"Somepony is using her big words!" Starry Pie happily said.
Starry, the sister of Pinkie Pie, was a calm, relaxed pony. An earth pony, she lived her young days on the Pie Family's rock farm.
"My love, Cherry has been saying big words for a long time," Violet Song giggled, making Starry very embarrassed.
"I must've forgotten!" Starry said lightly.
The family laughed at the mother, whose cheeks had reddened.
Peppy looked outside of the window, noticing a stray balloon flying away. Blue in colour, the balloon was heading towards the sun.
"A balloon?" Cherry commented quietly when she noticed, "That's weird!"
"I think it's coming from the bakery," Starry said.
The mention of the bakery had intrigued the young fillies.
"We can't go now. It's too late!" Violet said, a worried look taking over her face.
But nopony, including her wife, had listened to her. Leaping from their chairs, they were ready to visit their close relative.
"Auntie Pinkie Pie, here we come!" Starry said excitedly. She loved visiting her sister, even if she would forget to take the right turn at the end of the street.
"Pinkie Pie? Are you in there?" Starry called into the bakery, watching the pots and pans fly through the bakery from the kitchen.
Ducking down, the four ponies walked into the café area, watching a frazzled pink pony walking through.
"Auntie Pinkie!" Cherry happily cheered.
She and her sister hugged Pinkie Pie, receiving a tight squeeze in reply.
"Cupcakes anypony?" Pinkie asked, as her curley pink mane fell in front of her eyes.
The fillies immediately nodded their heads as their mothers sighed.
"Well, Starry, that's a sugar rush waiting to happen," Violet complained as her wife laughed.
The loving aunt gave the two fillies brilliantly blue cupcakes, with a delicious chocolate filling. She had offered two for the mothers, who immediately declined.
The fillies sat at two different tables, eating their cupcakes carefully and respectfully.
Tossing one into her mouth, Pinkie Pie decided to sit with Peppy. Peppy was arguably the smaller version of her aunt. Her pink coat and mane (despite her lighter markings on her coat) were almost identical to Pinkie Pie's. During the mare's youth, her hair was completely straight. At least, she would think, Peppy's had some bounce to it.
Peppy, however, reminded Pinkie of her younger twin sister, Marble Pie. The quietest pony she had ever known. Peppy was very shy and enjoyed hiding away. Pinkie had always tried her best to get her out of her shell, and today was no different.
Sydia looked at the pink pony sat before her in shock.
"You haven't always been this vocal, Peppy?"
"Nope! It was my Auntie Pinkie Pie who got me to be just like I am today. A few of her jokes, and a few too many cupcakes, and somehow I locked in!" Peppy laughed. "I always love telling this story. It shocks everyone!"
"Woah, that's amazing!" Sydia smiled, slightly confused.
The pegasus looked at the pony's flank. The yellow cutie mark of a thousand laughs made her chuckle.
"You're an interesting pony, Peppy!"
Peppy grinned, giggling.
The little filly looked at her aunt, smiling.
The chocolate filled cupcake was extremely yummy and had provided Peppy with some serotonin.
"Whatcha thinking about?" Pinkie Pie said gleefully, receiving all but a shy shrug in reply.
"Eating the cupcake! It's very yummy." Peppy said, grinning.
Pinkie laughed, smiling softly. The love and admiration she had for her niece was obvious.
Peppy loved Pinkie and wanted to be just like her. But, the small pony was extremely shy. Her sister, Cherry, wasn't much different. She, although she enjoyed talking, was an extremely monotone pony. She reminded Pinkie of her older sister Maud, who she loved very much.
"What's your new school project, Pep?" the party mare happily asked.
"Finding a pony to interview that we've never met before. But I don't really want to do it. So I asked Cherry to do two." the filly shyly admitted.
Pinkie Pie gasped.
"NO!" she exclaimed loudly, half concerned, half disappointed.
Everypony in the room turned to look at her, causing her to awkwardly turn away.
"Peppy! You can't do that! But I know just who you can speak with..." she said, a mischievous grin overtaking her face.
With Starry and Violet's permission, Pinkie walked along the streets of Ponyville as the sun started to set. The yellow and pink sky shimmered as the ponies trotted towards the world famous farm.
"Sweet Apple Acres!" Pinkie proclaimed happily as she and Peppy approached the door.
With a knock and a tap, the door swung open, with Applejack answering.
"Pinkie Pie! What the hay are you doing here so late?" Applejack gasped.
"Oh, don't be silly," Pinkie started, "it's only sunset!"
Peppy giggled, bringing attention to her.
"And who may this little pony be?" the farmer asked.
"This is my niece, Peppy Prattle!" Pinkie proudly said.
Nodding her head, she understood what was happening.
"The school project, Peppy?" Applejack asked, to which Peppy quietly said yes.
Moving to the side of the door, Applejack welcomed the pair to the next to the barn. It was very cosy, with its soft yellow lights and photos of the Apple Family plastered across the walls and shelves. It was reminiscent, in a way, of Peppy Prattle's own home, with pictures of both of her mothers' families plastered on the walls.
"Say, Peppy, what do we need to talk about?" Applejack quizzed the filly.
The pink pony stared at the floor as she was too timid to look Applejack in the eyes. Lifting her head with her hoof, Pinkie Pie pointed towards Applejack.
"See Pep, she's not scary at all!"
Peppy Prattle's eyes met Applejack's. She smiled, realising that she wasn't scary. She just wanted to help.
"We have to talk about what you do and who you are." she confidently said.
Nodding, Applejack replied.
"Well, I'm Applejack, a world famous Apple Pony who has saved the world more times than she has hooves," she joked, Peppy laughing in response.
"That was funny!" she said to her aunt, Pinkie Pie, as she nodded and giggled.
"I work and live on the Sweet Apple Acres farm. I usually buck apples. And make Apple cider and jam for y'all to enjoy. And I... Uh.."
The mares mind went blank.
"I think I've written enough!" Peppy said, "You don't have to say anything more."
Applejack laughed. Peppy blinked rapidly, extremely confused.
"Say, since when did you have a moustache and glasses?" Applejack said between her giggles.
Peppy was awfully confused.
"What?" she asked.
She turned to look at her aunt, noticing the props she was holding against Peppy's face. Pinkie was laughing at the prank she had managed to pull on her niece.
"Auntie Pinkie!" Peppy said loudly in shock.
But she wasn't mad. Seeing ponies enjoying the prank made her happy.
"You seem like you enjoy talking, Peppy!" Applejack suddenly said, "Although I was doing most of it, you seemed to enjoy taking it all in and enjoying it. You must seem to like happy faces. Your eyes lit up when you saw us laughing!"
Peppy realised that she was right. Peppy did enjoy the chat the two had. She realised that she enjoyed the prank.
"I think this is what I'm meant to be!" she said, leaping from the sofa and running back to the Sugarcube Corner Bakery.
"PEPPY WAIT!" Pinkie shouted as the little filly ran away.
Applejack smiled, beaming with delight.
"She's found her way, Pinkie. A destiny is calling."
Approaching the pink doors, Peppy smiled.
"I know what I'm meant to do!" she squealed with glee.
Opening the doors, she beamed, her family grinning as she did. The pony was flowing with confidence, as she felt her hooves rising from the floor.
A glow, a pink glow, overtook the pony.
A perfect yellow figure found itself sat on her flank.
"Is that?" Violet Song asked, a shocked expression on her face as she watched her daughter slowly fall down to the ground.
"A cutie mark!" Starry Pie exclaimed. "A cutie mark of happiness and laughter!"
Cherry-Berry's eyes were stuck wide open.
Applejack and Pinkie Pie approached the door, panting in an attempt to catch their breath.
"A CUTIE MARK?" Pinkie shouted in shock as she noticed the little fillies flank. She looked towards her friend, her hoof in the air.
"All thanks to us, AJ!" she boasted jokingly.
"And then, they hoofbumped!" Peppy said, giggling at Sydia.
The grey pegasus smiled at the pony, the silly pink pony, and started to laugh.
"You're so funny, Peppy! But since when did you have a moustache and glasses?" Sydia laughed, her cheeks aching and her wings bouncing up and down.
Peppy was awfully confused.
"No silly, that was a part of the...!" she paused, slowly turning her head around to see her aunt, Pinkie Pie, holding a silly moustache and glasses to her face.
"What a cool story, Peppy! Can I hear it again?" Pinkie Pie asked, jumping onto the bench and sitting between Sydia and Peppy, her new friend.
"Well, since you asked so nicely!" Peppy started.
"Once upon a time, in the small village of Ponyville, a small family were sat..."
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Hypnotwist
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Sunset Shimmer,Twilight Sparkle,Alternate Universe,Adventure,Drama,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Violence
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The Fall of the Equestrian Empire
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The Blueblood dynasty had been ruling for centuries, now Emperor Blueblood XV has sent Twilight Sparkle to retrieve the crown of Empress Celestia, a mare of ancient myth who's crown is rumored to hold immense power.
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<p>The Blueblood dynasty have been ruling for centuries, now Emperor Blueblood XV has sent Twilight Sparkle to retrieve the crown of Empress Celestia, a mare of ancient myth who's crown is rumored to hold immense power and grant the wearer unstoppable strength.</p><p>Twilight Sparkle, with the help of her five friends and a trusted professor from Canterlot School for Gifted Unicorns believe to have located a cave which Empress Celestia's crown rests deep inside. Unfortunately for them, the crown is not the only thing that rests within the cave and what was supposed to be a simple artifact recovery turns into something much more perilous as they awaken something they likely shouldn't have.</p><br/><p><sub>Tags and warnings may change as story progresses.</sub></p>
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2024-07-25T17:56:12+00:00
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"Ten bits we're not going to make it out alive." Rainbow Dash murmured, shifting her weight from side to side as she stared warily into the oppressive darkness of the cave directly in front of us.
"Make it a hundred, since I'm inclined to agree with you on this one, Rainbow." I sigh, there's no point in denying it to anypony, we're likely not coming out of this cave whole. "Why are we going into a terrifying cave in the middle of the night again?"
"Twilight says there's a powerful artifact relatively deep in the cave, she says that Empress Celestia's crown ended up in the cave somehow. Pssh, like some ancient legend's crown would end up anywhere else but in the hooves of greedy nobles."
Despite my best efforts I let out a soft huff of laughter, casting Astraea's enhanced magelight spell to illuminate the cave in front of me slightly. "Or she could've hidden her crown in the cave for a reason, to protect it from falling into the wrong hooves maybe?"
"Eh.."
"Legends do say that she and her sister held their power in their crowns, so it'd make sense that she'd have it well hidden to make it impossible for ponies to just.. stumble upon it."
"You're such an egghead Sunset. I still think that Celestia and Luna are myths, nopony has ever been that powerful and if the sun and moon had to be moved by somepony then why are they moving on their own?"
I roll my eyes, and step towards the cave tentatively. My ears are swiveling and my eyes are peeled, quite frankly this cave freaks me out; it might've simply been my claustrophobia screaming at me to stay away but the whole cave's vibe seems off. "You sure you don't wanna come back when it's daylight? We can head back to camp and-"
"You're scared."
"I'm not!" I protest weakly, my ears folding back slightly due to Rainbow Dash correctly pointing it out. She could be infuriatingly observant at times. "I'm being cautious is all, Rainbow Dash. It's not exactly normal to go caving in the middle of the night to retrieve an artifact that may or may not even exist."
"Well duh, that's obvious but we're already here and camp's about a two mile hike back and I'd rather not have to come back here tomorrow. I wouldn't mind if we were both pegasai Sunset but-"
"I'm a unicorn and I can't 'just teleport us to the cave and back' like you'd hoped." I finish for her, looking over at the mare. "We'd gone over this several times already. I suppose you're right though, we already have a map of the cave and know where the crown is rumored to be but I hoped the cave would be less.. er.. unsettling."
"Bad vibes?" She asked, causing me to halt my advance for a moment.
"No, not necessarily bad, but definitely off." I stop and turn to face her fully, I could tell she was a little scared as well just from her body language. Her muscles were taut, her ears were perked and swiveling near constantly, and her wings twitched slightly at her sides. "You ever get that feeling like somepony's watching you and they're not happy you're there?"
No response from Rainbow, so I continue; occasionally glancing over my shoulder at the entrance to the cave to make sure nothing's coming at us. "I'm getting the same feeling from this cave but increased greatly, the feeling's so strong I'm starting to think a charm or hex has been cast on this cave to prevent wanderers from drawing near since there are several spells capable of providing such strong feelings."
"Soooo.. You think somepony cast a spell on this cave to keep ponies out?"
"Precisely. At least that's what I'm starting to suspect."
"Whaddya say we do now?" She tilted her head to the side curiously, I can see it in her eyes, that stubborn look that means she wants to push through the discomfort and continue searching for Celestia's crown. "You don't wanna go back to camp after we'd come so far, do ya?"
"I do, if there are spells involved- especially if it may be ancient magic- we need to be careful, we should go back to camp and I'll send a letter to Astraea or Daydream tomorrow asking for their help."
"Aw c'mon professor, we've come s-"
"No." My tone is harsher than I intended, I hold up a forehoof as a gesture for her to not open her mouth further. "No. If it is ancient magic I'm not willing to take unnecessary risks-" I sit down on my haunches and run my raised forehoof through my tangled, messy mane. "Sorry. I didn't mean to snap, but this cave isn't normal and I really don't think it's a good idea to go in right now."
Rainbow doesn't respond right away and I start to feel guilty for what I said, she can be stubborn and a little too confident that it borders on arrogant at times but she is a good mare. "It's fine, I get what you mean Sunset."
I don't bother to reply, pushing myself off my haunches I take several steps away from the cave's entrance. I start the two mile trek back to camp, glancing over my shoulder to make sure my partner's still there every so often out of.. paranoia perhaps? If the Whispering Hollow is eerie in broad daylight then it's absolutely terrifying at night, a layer of mist clings to the forest floor as we walk; the whole forest has a melancholic air about it as if the trees have seen unspeakable things that they long to tell somepony about yet can't.
"Sunset Shimmer?"
I halt mid step, my forehoof still raised slightly as I crane my neck to look at Rainbow Dash slightly behind me. "Hm?"
"Do you hear that?"
My brows furrow and I swivel my ears to try to hear what's caught her attention. "No. I don't."
"Exactly." Her ears droop significantly and it's then I realize what's spooking her. The forest is dead silent, there's not a single sound, not even the wind rustling the leaves of the trees.
I suck in air through my teeth and attempt to steady my now shaky breathing, the forest wasn't this silent five minutes ago and if I were going to be completely honest with anypony: Rainbow and I are woefully unprepared for a confrontation, if something is out there looking for a fight we will be fighting essentially blind. "Let's go." I don't give her time to protest, I break out into a trot towards the safety of the camp and our friends.
Rainbow falls into step beside me, the only sounds I hear in the forest around us are our rapid hoofbeats on the forest floor, the snapping of twigs and crunching of leaves underhoof, and our heavy breathing. As much as we both want to gallop back to camp, we have to keep our bearings; if we get lost in the forest it'll definitely end in tragedy.
I don't know how much time had passed when we made it to camp, but the moment I saw our friends I let out a shaky sigh of relief and slowed down to allow myself time to catch my breath.
"Fillies! What happened to you darlings? You both look absolutely dreadful." Rarity was the first to speak up, followed by a chorus of agreement from the others and worried looks from everypony.
"We should sit down around the fire, I'll get us some water." I glance over at Dash who didn't need to be told twice. My attention returns to Rarity who looks horrified, whether by my dirtied coat and messy mane or genuine worry I can't tell. With a hoof I gesture towards the fire. "It'd be best if we're all sitting and warm for this, it's not really a long story but it's a rather confusing one."
Once I'd got both myself and Rainbow some water, I head to the fire and sit down next to Applejack and Fluttershy while I telekinetically levitate the filled flask to my adventure buddy. "Alright fillies, you all know how Rainbow Dash and I earlier went to attempt to retrieve the crown, well we did locate the cave." Twilight opened her mouth and I held a forehoof up to stop her. "However there appears to be hexes and charms placed upon it to prevent wanderers from drawing too near which may prove one of two things: one, the crown is indeed in the cave and an ancient had done it to protect the crown from falling into the wrong hooves, or two, there is something else in the cave that somepony doesn't want found and is willing to use rather powerful magic to protect."
"Professor?"
My ears flick and my gaze lands on Twilight Sparkle who looks like she has a lot on her mind. "Yes Twilight?"
"You didn't go into the cave did you?"
"Nope." Rainbow Dash piped up from next to Rarity, holding her forehooves over the fire to warm them. "Sunset made us both go back and said she'll send a letter to Astraea or Daydream in the morning."
"Y'Think that some smugglers might be hidin' their goods in that cave?"
"Oh nonsense Applejack, why would they hide their.. 'Goods' in a cave far away from any civilization?" The alabaster mare attempted to answer Applejack's question, causing me to think more into the matter.
"Could be used as a base of operations. Not a storage cave but a hideaway." Fluttershy stood up to get another log for the slowly dying fire, walking over to the wood pile and picking up two or three wood pieces.
"We're getting off topic, we'll find out when we do go into the cave. Professor Shimmer is probably right, I'd like to go study the charm in the morning if that's okay with you professor."
I was staring into the fire, when I heard my name my ears perked up and I looked to Twilight who was looking at me with hopeful eyes. "Always hungry for knowledge, aren't you Miss Sparkle?" My lips quirk upwards, I couldn't help but lightly tease my student. "I think that'll be a good idea, we'll set off again in the morning after I send my letter to Astraea and Daydream."
"Who even are they, Twi?" Applejack asked.
"Two of my other professors at Canterlot's School for Gifted Unicorns. Astraea teaches alchemy and Daydream teaches hexes and curses, Professor Shimmer teaches spellcrafting and casting and was the mare I went to first when Emperor Blueblood requested I find the artifacts."
"I do think I'm useful if I do say so myself." My lips curled into a slight smile and a breathless chuckle escaped, I always do my best to be a decent teacher for all of my students and knowing that I'm trusted enough with such a serious matter is heartwarming. "I'm honored you trust me enough for me to be the first pony you go to when you needed help."
"Eugh, get a room you two. Your mushiness is making me sick." Rainbow Dash mock gagged obnoxiously loud, earning giggles from the whole group besides Fluttershy.
"Rainbow Dash!" She chastised, giving the prismatic maned mare a disapproving glare. "That was rude."
I pay no mind to her dramatics, it'd been a long day and my exhaustion was finally catching up to me, or maybe it was the adrenaline from earlier wearing off and I was too tired to necessarily care about her comment. I yawn and get up off of my haunches, doing a little shake to get anything that was sticking to my fur off, "Alright everypony, I'm going to bed." as I walk towards the tent I share with Pinkie Pie I hear a chorus of 'good night!' and 'night!' from the mares still around the campfire, I push the tent flap aside and zip it up once I'm inside. Pinkie's conked out on her sleeping bag and I settle into mine, my eyes close and I'm asleep almost instantly.
Tomorrow is going to be an interesting day.
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Pinkie Pie,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Sunset Shimmer,Twilight Sparkle,Alternate Universe,Comedy,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Paladin Shimmer goes on a bender
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Here’s advice: Before you pledge your blade to the Unicorn that saved you from shadows and the evil hold they had on you, ask her who she works for.
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<p>Sunset Shimmer failed as a pupil of Celestia– The shadows took advantage of her ambitions and the darkness within, and twisted her into a demon.</p><p>…And then Twilight Sparkle, saved her. If only she had known Twilight was the newest pupil of Celestia, her <i>replacement,</i> the living proof of all her failures, <i>before</i> she made a paladin pledge to serve and protect her as a life debt.</p><p>A conflict of interest, there. Her guilt, her shame, and her regrets, direct her to be as far away from her past as possible. And her debt to Twilight, her desire to repay her for being saved by her, and even her admiration to her replacement keep her close from all of the things that make her feel weak.</p><p>…And now that Twilight became an Alicorn, she realizes she needs a fucking break.</p><hr/><p><i>This is an illegitimate prequel to the </i><a href="/story/553038/the-princess-and-the-peasant" rel="nofollow"><i>Princess and the Peasant</i></a><i>, due to it being set on the same universe, but at an earlier time frame to that fic! Though it's only a prequel, it's not fully related to that story, barely, even, as you might expect. There will be few references, but it's very much a stepping stone to more being done on that universe!</i></p>
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teen
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2024-07-25T18:23:08+00:00
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2024-08-12T20:18:28+00:00
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“I know you’re there, you insolent pest, Celestia’s perfect little pupil…!” Nightmare Moon bellowed, her voice echoing in the ruins of the castle of the two sisters, deep within the Everfree forest. “I want you to witness this end, and this beginning. Night will reign ETERNAL!”
Twilight Sparkle, much to her luck, wasn’t alone.
Taking cover, the two unicorns accessed the situation carefully. “Okay, Twilight. You’re sure you can get the elements working if you reach them?” Sunset questioned, keeping her gaze in the temple, fiddling with her armor.
“Y-yes– I’m pretty sure I can! The Elements of Harmony can defeat her!!-- As soon as I figure out how…!” She stammered, keeping her eyes anxiously set in the very same sight.
“Right. You can’t get to them with her in the throne room, though…” Sunset’s voice trailed off as she realized just what was about to happen. She turned to Twilight once more, and spoke calmly, yet sternly.
“Twilight. It’s been an honor serving you. Thank you.” She stepped out of cover. “I’ll buy you time While you get to the elements. Get them working, defeat Nightmare Moon, bring Celestia back. Equestria is counting on you. Go!”
“W-what?! W-wait, she’s an ALICORN! You can’t–” She stammered, sweating.
“This is not up for discussion, I’m not here to win. Now go get the elements working! If anypony can, it’s you!” She mustered a forced grin, before running forward, leaving her behind.
Of course the unicorn tried complaining, stopping her, but Sunset wouldn’t have it. As soon as Twilight was out of earshot, she exhaled deeply, and the grin faded. “Finally.” She muttered, as soon as the Alicorn of the night was in sight. “NIGHTMARE MOON!”
“What’s this? You’re not Celestia’s little runt– A paladin?” Approaching with a calm demeanor, she grinned widely, completely unintimidated.
“I am Sunset Shimmer.” She stated plainly, courageous, unyielding. “And I’m here to defeat you.” She lied.
Her eyes widened, and she nearly gasped, showing teeth. “I know you…! You were the latest vessel of the shadows…!” Her voice took another tone, as if there was another speaking through her. “What a shame, you lost your wings, you lost your power, you lost your position, all to that little runt…!”
“Twilight Sparkle saved my life.” She stated plainly. “She saved me from being you. I’m here on her behalf.” She exhaled, her heart beating furiously, as heat began to rise, sparks lighting up her obsidian armor. “So if you–”
“--What a shame. You really were a wonderful vessel.” She rolled her eyes, amused by the sight, completely unintimidated. “The power of a demon is not known to many outside tartarus, you know…? If only my foolish sister hadn’t banished you– If only that even more foolish apprentice of hers hadn’t cleansed you–”
“Shut up.” Sunset begged, standing her ground.
And naturally, the Alicorn of the night was utterly unintimidated, as she walked forward. “Look at you. What bluster– But you are just a unicorn now, all by Twilight’s making. How ironic. As a demon, maybe you could have stood a chance.” She amused herself towering over Sunset, grinning madly. “You know… It is not too late to embrace who you really are. The beast that lies within– Become a vessel of the shadows once more… Like me.”
“I’d rather die.” Sunset snarled, and with a single motion, teleported beside the alicorn, bucking her flank, launching her aside.
“What a poor choice of words.” A flash of anger appeared in Nightmare Moon’s face, as she recovered and raised her wings, seemingly unaffected by the attack.
The battle was one of teleportation, levitation and blasts of magic. The ruins were alive with their blows, with both light and darkness. Sunset’s fire did not spread far, she kept it leashed as she delivered strike after strike with her horn, all while Nightmare Moon tossed dozens of stones towards her opponent who dodged nearly all of them.
The Alicorn of the night amused herself the entire time, being both magically and physically superior to her opponent.
They locked horns, Sunset tried standing her ground, but the Alicorn could easily push her. “Look at all that rage. You would still be a wonderful vessel– Why not just simply let it loose?”
“S-SHUT UP!!” Sunset pleaded, as she teleported and tried striking her opponent, but the Alicorn blocked it with a barrier and retaliated, smashing her through a column.
The battle had already taken them through several rooms of the ancient ruins. Sunset was breathing quickly, and she was already tired. She tried keeping the fight on close quarters, but the Alicorn could easily throw her aside with her superior magic, every time.
Her armor was bending and denting in uncomfortable places, and she was waiting for the strike that would render her incapable of fighting, any second now.
Nightmare Moon landed directly in front of her. “I wonder… How bad are the scars on your back?” She relished every word with malice. “It must have been painful to lose those wings.”
“Shut…” Sunset preserved her breath, inhaling sharply, and teleported forward. “--UP!” She moved with agility, delivering swift strikes with both magic and hooves, and despite hitting their target, she would often be stopped by a barrier, or avoided– Nightmare Moon was barely being bruised.
With a vicious blow from her horn, the Alicorn sent her through a window, then crashing right through a rooftop.
The Paladin tumbled and struggled, but forced herself to get up. The alicorn landed in front of her, entering through the hole on the ceiling casually.
“About ready to give in?” She spoke calmly, reveling on how easy this was for her.
Sunset’s response was to attack her, fiercely, savagely, as flames built up around her and she lunged relentlessly.
Nightmare Moon was taken back, if only for a moment, after having received a few blows. “Insolence.” Her nose bled, and her response was to unleash a force of darkness that threw Sunset through a wall.
“Did you really think you could truly harm me?!” She leapt through the hole in the wall, standing before the Paladin. “Luna is the perfect vessel– Equestria has lost. It is time for the age of shadows.”
And that namesake spread through all of the room, all lights dimmed, as darkness consumed everything. Sunset forced herself to stand once more and galloped towards her opponent, who swatted her away like a fly with her magic.
The Paladin was violently smashed against a wall, and she fell down, unable to stand, breathing haggardly, her face drenched in her own blood.
“Bah.” Nightmare Moon scoffed at the sight. “For a warrior that claims to have never lost a fight, you sure don’t know how to pick them.”
She approached Sunset calmly, yet with murderous intent. “Oh well. Having another vessel would have been ideal, but I’ve already won.” She leaned down, grinning. “And be at peace, knowing that the only fight you lost is one you died in…”
“I’ve lost before.” Sunset wheezed out, unable to stand, laying on the floor.
The Alicorn tilted her head in confusion.
“Twilight… I lost to Twilight.” Sunset let out a frail smile, looking beyond the Alicorn. “And speaking of which…!”
Prismatic light bathed the room.
The shadows receded entirely.
The queen of the night shouted in despair, and leapt towards it with battling intent.
Rainbows reflected off of every surface, as the light shined brighter than the sun.
Twilight Sparkle adorned every element of harmony. Four anklets, a necklace and her crown. The jewels glowed intently, as did her eyes, she was magic incarnate.
And, the last thing Sunset saw…
…Twilight now had wings.
Exhaling, Sunset closed her eyes and let go, with her task done, ready to finally die.
And unfortunately for her, she woke up.
She was in an infirmary in Canterlot. Her body ached in nearly every place, and her head was pounding. She was no longer adorning her armor as she laid weakly in a bed, seemingly alone in the room.
There was a wave of despair that shot through her.
She was still alive.
“No, no, no, no…” Her eyes were dry, but she wanted to cry, and yet. she couldn’t bring herself to, as she shuddered. “Why, why, why, why…!”
She stopped herself, inhaling sharply, and looked around the small room. It was comfortable, cozy, and quiet– Except for the sounds of party and reverie in the distance, she could hear them through the window and echoing in the halls of the castle.
Laying on her side, she kept her eyes fixed on the stained glass windows, and the flashes of Fireworks that shined through them.
It didn’t take much to decode what that party was about; She could easily deduce. With another weary exhale, she forced her eyes shut, painfully pondering on just how ready she was to die, and how it didn’t take.
She didn’t even dare to think of what would happen next in her life– She had never planned on surviving to consider it.
She stewed on that exhaustion and pain…
…Until she was interrupted by a familiar snore.
“Flash?!” She muttered, looking around and noticing the Pegasus guard napping on the one couch in the room. “What are you doing here?!”
No response, only more snores.
Frowning, she waved her horn, with a simple tilt of the head, she threw a pillow at him, waking him up instantly.
“Flash, wake up. What are you doing here.” She spoke sternly, annoyed.
Shaking himself off, the pegasus guard regarded her with pity, which did not help. “D-do… Do I need a reason?”
Angrily, she laid back on her bed, looking at the ceiling, groaning, rubbing her temples. “Fuck, of course. You’re literally the only pony in this stupid castle that might come even close to not hating me.”
“I don’t hate you!” He stated quickly, approaching her with that same look. “Y-you’re fine! Seriously!”
“Your mistake.” Sunset gritted her teeth, avoiding eye contact. “Oh yeah. The demon that rampaged through Canterlot castle is fine.” She rolled her eyes, blowing air through her nostrils.
“There weren’t… That many ponies hurt, then.” He grimaced, trying to make excuses for her.
“I chewed somepony’s leg and spat it out in front of Queen Celestia.” She stated simply. “This isn’t up for debate. I should be dead.”
He exhaled, shaking his head. “C’mon, it was years ago, you’re not–”
“Three years, four months and six days. Just stop. I’m sick of this conversation.” She huffed. “Are you here because somepony asked you to? Twilight? …Celestia?” Her gaze softened, but it still held contempt. “Or are you here for some stupid sentimental reason?”
“Wouldn’t either reason mean the same…?” He tilted his head with an awkward smile.
“Mean what?”
“That somepony cares about you…!” He gave her the warmest smile he could, which did seem to have a positive effect, even for a moment.
“I treated you like shit. You shouldn’t want to be here. You should leave.” She looked away, forcefully. “Isn’t there a party for you to be guarding or something?”
“Well, yeah, but still. I heard of what you did… You stalled Nightmare Moon so Twilight could use the elements of harmony! That’s pretty amazing!” He gave her a genuine smile of trust and excitement.
“Anypony could have done what I did– Even you.” She rolled her eyes. “I was just more enthusiastic about dying in battle than the average schmuck in your royal guard.”
“I still think it was pretty brave and selfless.” He nodded, almost wisely, trying to hide his concern. “I’m glad Twilight saved you!”
“I’m not. Now please get out of my room.” She barked quietly, using all of her energy to not go further than that.
“Don’t worry, I’ll go… But I still wanted to make sure you didn’t wake up alone.” He fidgeted, grabbing his guard helmet that was on the floor, post-nap. “That Twilight girl– Or should I say Princess? She was around for a while, waiting for you to wake up, but had to go– Big duties, I guess…!”
Sunset felt a sting pierce deeply on her gut.
Twilight Sparkle was now a Princess.
“That party outside is for her, isn’t it?” She briefly took a glance to the windows, then forced it back to the ceiling.
“Yep! Pretty huge one, too!” He smiled genuinely, flapping his wings with excitement. “Saw a bunch of creatures from all over Equestria celebrating the return of the Queen of the Moon– And the ascension of Celestia’s star pupil into Alicornhood!! It’s a pretty big deal!”
A frail, nervous chuckle instinctively came out of the unicorn as she forced her eyes closed. “She did it, then. Of course she did. Fuck.”
“Well, uh, I know that um…” Scratching his own chin absentmindedly, Flash looked at the floor. “I know how you always really wanted that for yourself back then, and stuff, but… At least you helped her reach it, right?”
“Flash, please leave me the fuck alone.” She stated coldly, unthinkingly.
“...I’ll go.” He resigned, exhaling. “Please don’t… Nevermind. Stay tough, Shimmer.” He sighed, leaving the room.
And just like that, she was alone.
Alone to stew in all of her mistakes.
Alone to stew on her predicament.
Alone to stew on her future.
Alone to stew on her present.
Alone to–
“Excuse me, where is Sunset Shimmer’s room?” A voice giddily asked in the hallway outside her room.
“Oh it’s that room over there! Can’t miss it!” Flash responded with the same joy in his voice.
Sunset’s blood ran cold and hot at the same time, as she considered the anger she felt on being disturbed at such a horrifically vulnerable time.
A Pink pony with a fluffy mane and an almost jester-like outfit entered the room, humming, bringing a balloon with her mouth.
Sunset narrowed her eyes, trying really hard not to incinerate this clown on sight.
“Hi! I’m Pinkie Pie the bard!! Nice to meet you! Celestia told me some fun things about you– And I said to her, ‘Queen, Sunset sounds like an absolute riot, of course I’ll go check on her!!’” She stated happily while tying the balloon to the side of Sunset’s bed, of which said ‘get well soon’.
“What the fuck are you doing here–” Sunset snarled instinctively, gritting her teeth. “Wait– you’re the court jester, aren’t you?! What the fuck are you doing here?!”
“You tell me, smartypants.” She raised a smug eyebrow, as she swiftly and quickly placed decorations around the room all with the same theming of getting better soon. “I’ve been told you’re super smart! Guess!”
“Fucking clown.” Sunset gritted her teeth, forcing her eyes shut, suppressing a volcano’s worth of rage. “I don’t need ‘cheering up’. Go back to Celestia and tell her to leave me alone.”
“No can do, buckaroo!” Pinkie gleefully opened the window, and shot out a party popper signal high in the sky. “Besides– I’m here on the behalf of two Queens AND a Princess!!”
No response from the unicorn other than rageful seething grumbles.
“Queen Luna was super worried that she walloped you when she was possessed by darkness or whatever– Gosh. I get her remorse! I’d feel super bad if I hurt a buncha ponies because I was possessed by darkness, wouldn’t you?”
If mere glances could kill, Sunset Shimmer’s livid, irritated glare would have incinerated Pinkie Pie
“And then Celestia, of course, she seemed super worried for your safety! She told me you were her first pupil and she took care of you since you were a foal– Gosh, that is just so sad!!”
Sunset’s anger was replaced with the desire to crawl out of that room if necessary to escape this clown.
“And then, last but very much not least, Twilight Sparkle, newly appointed Princess of Friendship. Aching because her bodyguard nearly died protecting her! Now that’s a heart of gold, right there. I was like. ‘Girliepop, isn’t that part of the bodyguard’s job description?’”
“It is. She just won’t let me go.” Blowing air from her nostrils, Sunset narrowed her eyes.
Quietly, noticing the minefield she had just so carelessly danced over, Pinkie offered something incredible to her; A somehow perfectly intact slice of cake from her bag, and a bottle of water.
Silence.
Pinkie placed the slice of cake atop Sunset’s bed, and like an animal, she couldn't resist, devouring it without another word.
“Heheh, I knew you’d like my cake.” Pinkie giddily unwrapped more sweets, and kept placing them on the small table near Sunset’s bed, quickly within reach. “I baked most of these! Can’t compete with royal caterers, but as the Queen of the Sun’s unofficial party committee advisor, I can veeeeerry much help.”
“Whatever.” Sunset forced the word out of her while she delighted herself on the sugary bliss of a baked good providing her sustenance. “Don’t think this is going to ‘cheer me up’ or whatever the fuck you’re trying–”
“--How about this?” Pinkie let out a sly, smug smile, as she placed a vintage bottle of liquor on the table.
Sunset’s eyes widened as she eyed that bottle with desire.
“Full disclosure. Princess Twilight told me just a bit about your situation, and I took it as a challenge.” Pinkie continued to smugly nod, as she fiddled with a harp she had taken from her nearly bottomless bag gleefully. “Such a sourpuss case, I figured I could try my best to–”
Sunset grabbed the bottle, removed the lid with her teeth, and nearly drank its full contents right then and there, silently, while Pinkie’s expression turned to a grimace of concern.
“...Jeez, that bad, huh?” Was all she could note on, as soon as the bottle was put down.
“You have no fucking idea, Pink.” She exhaled, shaking her head, feeling the burn, and embracing it. “...Thanks for this.” She said quietly, forcing the words out of herself, and then speaking no more as she began digging into more sweets.
“You know… It doesn’t take a genius to be able to tell that you’re absolutely overworked.” Pinkie affirmed, inspecting the unicorn thoroughly. “Like– You’re majorly in need of a break.”
“That’s not really in the parameters of my job.” The Paladin scoffed, ignoring eye contact, chewing. “I’m Twilight’s bodyguard– Not that she ever needed one. I was just stupid to pledge myself to her before asking her what her profession was.” If she had known who Twilight was, her replacement, things would have been different.
“She accepted it though!” Pinkie tilted her head, looking through her. “That’s gotta count for something.”
“Whatever. Do you have a point?” She asked, and regretted enabling the conversation near instantly.
“Yes. This bottle here, girl? It’s just the beginning. You and me. Bar hopping. Take a sabbatical from your unofficial job or something– You won’t regret it.” She spoke almost with wisdom. “Party like there’s no tomorrow– It’s the BEST cure for believing there’s no a tomorrow!”
Sunset’s first instinct was to toss the clown out of a window, but every word she stated made sense. Frankly, Sunset Shimmer wished she had died, long ago. Ever since she became a demon, she had reconsidered her worth and place in the world; And as soon as Twilight saved her, had ample proof of just how replaceable and worthless she truly was. And for the past months she felt like she was living on borrowed time– And maybe numbing herself was exactly what she needed.
Professionalism didn’t make her feel better. Running from her problems didn’t make her feel better. Drinking, though?
“So– The Alicorns really care about you, clearly.” Pinkie affirmed wisely. “Like, that Celestia, isn’t she your mom?”
“She isn’t.” Sunset responded coldly, trying her best to stave off the insinuations and what emotions they stirred within her.
“Be that as it may–” Pinkie spoke with a forced accent and comical posture. “It is my professional party master bard’s opinion that you are grumpy and you need to party it out. And maybe get laid a whole bunch–”
They were interrupted by the sound of teleportation outside– And Sunset already knew exactly who it was. “Ah, Princess Twilight!” Pinkie proclaimed with a smile “You got my party popper-beacon message–”
“S-Sunset! Thank goodness!!” Twilight walked forward into the room, ignoring Pinkie completely. “You’re awake…! You’re okay…” Her smile and her worry was genuine.
“...Yeah.” The unicorn did not make eye contact, her gaze was fixed on Twilight’s wings.
Concerned, painful silence. One Sunset cut with a blank statement. “...Nice dress.”
It really was a gorgeous wonderful blue dress adorned with stars, and frills that did not get in the way of her new wings. Twilight looked stunning. The wings looked beautiful on her, none of which helped Sunset’s mood in the least. “U-um! Yes! My friend Rarity made it, it was kind of a rushed job, but it was just in time for the ceremony…! Remember her? Fashionista, wants to be a Princess?”
“Your friend Rarity…” Sunset squinted, looking past her. “That’s the horny one, right?”
“Oh. Um. Yes. She’s the horny one.” Twilight sighed, thinking that might as well be a way to identify her friend.
More silence, as Sunset kept her eyes on her wings. They suited Twilight. She had earned them in full, and she looked stunning with them.
“Um…” The Alicorn grimaced in concern. “Celestia wanted to see you when you woke up, should I call her…?”
“I don’t want to see her.” Sunset affirmed instantly; It wasn’t necessarily a lie. Nothing would comfort her now more than a hug from her mother, but the last thing she needed was another physical representation of all her failures feeling more pity towards her.
“B-but…! She was so worried–”
“What happened to the elements of Harmony?” Deflecting her concern entirely, Sunset kept her gaze far from Twilight’s eyes.
“O-oh…! Well…” Twilight shuddered with concern. “Celestia deemed them weapons of mass destruction, and I couldn’t agree more. They're capable of a lot of good, but... Unless the entire world is in jeopardy, we aren't considering them. The three of us sealed them away somewhere safely so the power wouldn’t tempt any of us.”
“How the fuck weren’t you corrupted by their power?” The question was rhetorical, she knew Twilight was incorruptible, but it escaped her lips anyway.
“Oh, they were fine…! It was certainly weird… Adjusting…” She quickly looked at her wings, moving them, still shocked at their existences. “But otherwise everything was fine! I brought Luna back, cleansed the shadows, and even kept you stable!”
“...Great.” Sunset spoke unenthusiastically, her vision fogging up.
Even Twilight could read the body language, and see through Sunset’s mental state.
“S-Sunset…!” She came even closer to the unicorn, with that same look of pity and concern. “Y-you don’t hate me for getting wings, do you…? Please don’t hate me…!”
Inexplicably, Twilight Sparkle was one of the few ponies where Sunset could always contain her anger when near– Even if it was a struggle, this night. “I’m not a foal, Twilight.” She muttered, shaking her head. “I’m not jealous.” She lied, questionably. “I knew you were better than me since the first fucking day I met you, when you saved me.” She spoke truthfully, gritting her teeth, looking away. “So let’s not do this pity party song and dance.”
“Yeah! Especially when there’s an actual party going on!!” Pinkie mused herself, pointing to the windows.
No matter what Sunset would have said, Twilight would have still looked and felt guilty, and so she did.
Shuddering, suppressing anger, Sunset finally looked the Princess in the eyes. “Do you still need me to maintain my pledge? Am I free to go? You’re an Alicorn now. You don’t need me to protect you anymore–”
“B-but I do!” Twilight muttered, fidgeting. “I have no clue what I’m doing in a fight, I usually just got lucky when you weren’t around, Queen Celestia said as much herself–”
“Bullshit– You’re much more magically capable than me.” Sunset defended her immediately. “Hell, now that you’re an alicorn, I imagine even Celestia would struggle to keep up!”
Pinkie snickered, listening to the whole thing. “None of that matters if she’s a pacifist though, lol”
They both ignored her, and Twilight continued to express concern. “All the things we’ve done together these past months– Would you really just run away…?”
“It was all part of the job.” She lied, averting eye contact again. “I’d be a pretty shitty Paladin if I didn’t protect you like I did.”
“Celestia would miss you.” She spoke earnestly.
“I wouldn't miss her.” She lied overtly.
“I’d miss you.” She spoke earnestly again.
Dozens of responses formulated on Sunset’s head instantly, but she forced herself to keep her mouth shut.
1) Your mistake.
2) We’d just have to live with that.
3) I would have preferred it if you had let me die.
4) Just let me go, I don’t matter, I’ve never ever mattered.
5) The Paladin Sunset Shimmer, the failed pupil of Queen Celestia, the orphan that came from nothing, would have redeemed herself by dying fighting the same forces that she once was corrupted by. You took that away from me. I have nothing left.
Silence. Sunset looked down, averting eye contact.
For a moment, Twilight actually considered it. “W-where would you even go…?”
“...Anywhere but here.” Sunset spoke earnestly, looking out the windows.
Sitting, leaning on the bed, Twilight almost frowned, visibly upset by the paladin’s resignation. “Well I don’t want you to go.”
And there it was.
It wasn’t just the nature of the pledge– It wasn’t just her professionalism as a paladin.
If Twilight Sparkle ordered it, she would do anything, without hesitation.
This instinct, alongside the instinct of protecting her, came above anything, even her own shame and self loathing.
“...I’m staying, then.” She resigned, with an exhale.
All Twilight could do for a response was let out a sigh of relief, a very noticeable one, at that.
“Girls. Girls. I think you’re ignoring the obvious solution here.” Pinkie stepped forward, with a peppy grin. “Me!”
The two others blinked in confusion.
She fiddled gleefully, as she addressed the unicorn. “Sunset, it’s lovely that you’re staying, I bet your mom is gonna be really happy!”
“Not my mother.” She grumbled.
“But cleaaaaarly you need a break, like, big time.” She gestured towards the alcohol bottle with a smug smile. “So? Shall we?”
Silence.
Sunset cleared her throat, trying to regain professionalism. “Princess. I’m still at your service. But if you don’t mind, as soon as I can walk properly… I’m going drinking.”
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Paladin Shimmer goes on a bender
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Here’s advice: Before you pledge your blade to the Unicorn that saved you from shadows and the evil hold they had on you, ask her who she works for.
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<p>Sunset Shimmer failed as a pupil of Celestia– The shadows took advantage of her ambitions and the darkness within, and twisted her into a demon.</p><p>…And then Twilight Sparkle, saved her. If only she had known Twilight was the newest pupil of Celestia, her <i>replacement,</i> the living proof of all her failures, <i>before</i> she made a paladin pledge to serve and protect her as a life debt.</p><p>A conflict of interest, there. Her guilt, her shame, and her regrets, direct her to be as far away from her past as possible. And her debt to Twilight, her desire to repay her for being saved by her, and even her admiration to her replacement keep her close from all of the things that make her feel weak.</p><p>…And now that Twilight became an Alicorn, she realizes she needs a fucking break.</p><hr/><p><i>This is an illegitimate prequel to the </i><a href="/story/553038/the-princess-and-the-peasant" rel="nofollow"><i>Princess and the Peasant</i></a><i>, due to it being set on the same universe, but at an earlier time frame to that fic! Though it's only a prequel, it's not fully related to that story, barely, even, as you might expect. There will be few references, but it's very much a stepping stone to more being done on that universe!</i></p>
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“ALRIGHT EVERYPONY CAN WE GET A CHEER TO THE NEWLY ASCENDED PRINCESS OF FRIENDSHIP?!” Sunset yelled out, her voice echoing in the lively bar, inebriation bringing out the widest grin on her face. “THREE CHEERS TO PRINCESS TWILIGHT SPARKLE!!”
And Pinkie, right beside her, hopped atop their table and yelled out loudest of all, as the entire bar shared the same joy and reverie. “MAY HER RULE LAST A THOUSAND YEARS!” Sunset bellowed, downing another shot, with the dumbest, most delighted smile, and the entire bar cheered with her. “MAY HER RULE BE A GOLDEN AGE!!” Once more she shouted, and the whole crowd followed. “MAY HER WINGS CARRY HER FAR AND–” She couldn’t finish the sentence, bursting into bouts of laughter and joy, following the rhythm of the music with her sways, and the entire bar burst into more cheers.
“Now this is a party, am I right?!” Pinkie winked at her, doing an agile motion, hopping from the table to sitting next to the Paladin on their table. “I figured it’d be more your speed!”
“You have NO idea!!” Sunset laughed out loud, and after downing another shot, began doing a little jig, waving her mane around, with aggressive dance moves, following the sound of the peppy music a band played in the distance.
“And here I thought you didn’t dance!” Pinkie raised a smug eyebrow, observing the warrior go wild.”
“I’m a paladin, Pink!! I can do ANYTHING!!” Her confident grin was matched only by the stupor in her voice. “WATCH THIS, EVERYPONY!!” She then proceeded to do a perfect backflip, landing on four hooves and finished with a bow, and the whole crowd around her cheered.
“I woulda puked doing that now!!” Pinkie wheezed, clapping, and several of the bar goers followed suit. “SUNSET SHIMMER THE PALADIN, EVERYPONY!”
One the ponies near her, drinking much like them, coming closer, waving his beer mug around, mused himself. “Alright miss paladin, where’s your armor?!”
“It’s in the shop!” Sunset proclaimed loudly, with that same smile. “Because it got heavily damaged when I fought NIGHTMARE FUCKING MOON!!”
Several bargoers expressed their disbelief, amusing themselves on the drunken mare proclaiming tall tales.
“That’s right!! I was the Alicorn of the Night’s Punching bag while Twilight Sparkle saved the day and did everything right like she always does!!” Sunset laughed akin almost to a bark, shooting her head back. “And I didn’t even get to die– She couldn’t even give me that!! I’m invincible!!”
The crowd didn’t necessarily get quieter, but there were a few looks of concern and confusion pointed at the Paladin, especially from Pinkie.
“I didn’t break my oath, bitches!!” Sunset laughed loudly, completely neglecting the objective truth of her statements. “I’ve never lost a fight!! Not even when I was a widdle orphan!! TRY ME!!”
Grinning madly, a bargoer swung a hoof at her jaw, and despite taking the hit in full, she immediately countered, delivering a swing with tenfold of the power, sending the pony sliding through the floor, and both of them burst out laughing even more, and with Pinkie grabbing a fiddle in her bag to accentuate the fighting, the band picked up the pace.
“C’MON, THEN!!” Sunset shouted out in this single, thoughtless, painless, euphoric, drunken moment. “HEY CAN WE GET A CHEER TO CANTERLOT? BEST CITY IN THE WORLD?! DREAMS ARE MADE HERE!!”
Sunset’s first thought as she awoke in her apartment on Canterlot was surprise; Surprise that she didn’t feel like shit, nor did she feel hungover or even had a bad taste in her mouth.
Her second thought was to question why she heard sounds coming from her kitchen.
“Pinkie?” She sat up, rubbing her temples, yawning.
“Present!” The bard called out from within her kitchen.
The Paladin blinked a couple of times in realization that the previous day and very long night had indeed happened.
Her apartment wasn’t exactly small, but it certainly was tiny by Canterlot standards. Due to personal choices, she didn’t want to sleep in the castle, so she compromised by sleeping in the capital, and very near the castle, at that. Disregarding how easy, especially now, it would have been to have vacancy in the castle itself.
It wasn’t exactly tidy. There were few decorations that weren’t weapons or armor stands, and she didn’t have many belongings she was attached to– Or memorabilia she would ever put on display. But already, she noticed a couple of things different. The Bard made herself at home and put up a few lights and colorful scented candles around, as well as hung up a picture that had been taken of the both of them on the night before, right on the wall by her window.
The picture itself being of Sunset putting Pinkie on a headlock while they both smiled wildly in front of a crowd of bar goers cheering all the same.
“I see you made yourself at home.” Sunset scoffed, stretching.
“You said I should, last night!” The voice of the Pink pony echoed from the kitchen. “Of course I did.” The Paladin sighed.
With a grumble, she was about to get up, until the head of the bard poked from her kitchen, with a yelp. “Nono! Don’t get up! You’re getting brekkie in bed, girl!!”
“Bwuh?” Was all Sunset could muster, as her head still felt a bit dizzy.
Proudly, giddily, Pinkie bought a tray with assorted snacks in her mouth, and placed them on the bed of the Paladin, who regarded it with surprise.
“This is a bit modest compared to my usual output, no offense, ‘cause your kitchen is sad.” She shrugged with a giggle.
“Yeah, I don’t often eat here.” Sunset spoke simply, with a shrug.
“Still though! Let’s chow down!” Pinkie waited no longer, before munching on the assorted cookies and nick nacks she had placed down.
Sunset hesitantly followed, being unsurprised that they tasted well, after her previous and recent experiences with Pinkie’s cooking. She eyed the bard suspiciously, with eyes narrowed. “Okay. What’s your angle, then?”
“All part of the plan, girliepop!” The bard proudly reached into her bag and commenced taking out contents, mostly instruments, as she searched for a particular thing. “First order of business; How are you feeling?”
Scratching herself, the captain looked out the window to the castle, then back to the tray of sweets before her. “Kind of tired? A bit dizzy... And not hungover, somehow?”
“Oh that’s because I convinced you to drink a bunch of water!” Pinkie spoke in giggles.
“Was that before or after we banged all over my room?” She spoke plainly, observing the new, extra messy nature of her usually decently organized living space, wincing when she saw cracks on the already peeling paint in one of the walls.
“Before and after. Gotta stay hydrated!” She proclaimed with a gleeful smile. “Still though! You didn’t answer my question. How are you feeling?”
“Fine I guess?” Sunset shrugged, scratching herself again.
Smugly tilting her head, the Bard persisted. “Oh? Are you feeling better than a couple of days ago, perhaps?”
“I… Guess?” Sunset blinked a couple of times, as the realization set in. “Huh. Wow. I am feeling a bit better.”
She was indeed not as focussed on her inevitable failures and her horribly dysfunctional past and near present, and even less focussed on her self loathing.
Containing a squeal, Pinkie finally found the object she was looking for in her bag. She pulled out a notepad with a list on it, one she proudly displayed, only the first components.
‘Pinkie’s plan to make Sunset Shimmer smile!’ Was proudly displayed at the top.
“Party it out, bang it out, check!” Pinkie crossed an item off a list.
“Huh. How long did you have that in there.”
“Since Celestia told me to go cheer you up, duh!” She smugly spun the notebook with agility. “Now, you tell me. You had a good time, right? Want to keep this going?”
“With you? Not sure.” Sunset spoke almost coldly, and then her eyes widened in shame. “Oh, I mean, uh, Sorry. I didn’t mean to, well…”
With a fluster, Pinkie shook her head. “No, no, I don’t mean with me! W-well, Only if you want to, of course!”
“I’m considering it.” With a grin, she shrugged.
The red in the bard’s face intensified, but she shook it off. “Ahem, as I was saying. Pinkie’s plan to cheer you up involves you keeping the party going, sans my presence, if that’s what you so desire. If you’d like to, I could absolutely give you some party pointers, though!”
“Alright then.” Grinning some more, she leaned curiously. “Shoot.”
“Okay so obviously, you need to get out there more. Focus on something that isn’t just your job, that isn’t just your problems! Don’t get me wrong, I'm sure you’re a great kickass paladin and all, I heard the stories and will absolutely write songs about you– But you need a proper break!”
Nodding attentively, she waited for the next item on the list. “And it just so happens, that well… I have three antisocial sisters that all need to get out more.”
She flipped the pages of the notebook revealing scrawlings of what could resemble the three Pie sisters, if you squinted.
‘Maud Pie, Limestone Pie, Marble Pie.’ It read, in messy writing.
“Huh. And…?” Tilting her head, she was beginning to piece this together.
“I just so happen to know a cool hot Paladin that is in desperate need to get out more too.” Pinkie winked, pointing at her. “So… You take each of them on dates, go to parties, or do anything really, and see where the night takes you!”
“Are you– Are you seriously telling me to bang your sisters? Is that what’s happening right now?” She narrowed her eyes, but was near laughter.
“Not necessarily–” Her tone implied otherwise. “What I’m saying is– I had fun with you, and I know you treat a girl right.” Pinkie affirmed with a wink and a nod, reminiscing on the night before. “And you had fun with me, right?”
“Correct.” She had to suppress laughter and a wide smile.
“So you get to show my sisters a good time, they get to go out more, you get to work on some unresolved internal issues, and with it, you start getting the training wheels to start doing this sort of fun thing by yourself! Everypony wins!”
“And for the record you’re not telling me to bang your sisters?” She tilted her head, with a sly smile.
“Oh you do whatever you want, but I warn you in advance those girls desperately need to get laid.” Pinkie shook her head dismissively, but couldn’t contain her grin. “What do you say? Or– Wait, are you committed to Twilight or something?”
For a brief moment, Sunset’s gaze was in the castle in the distance– The mere insinuation made her mind wander. Firmly exhaling, she shook her head. “Definitely not. Our relationship is strictly transactional, I made an oath to protect her. That’s all.”
“Huh, that totally didn’t sound rehearsed at all.” Pinkie squinted, scrunching her face, scanning the paladin with her gaze.
“Take it as you will. I don’t care.” A flash of anger appeared in Sunset’s face, and she quelled it by looking away.
“I see, I see!” She inspected Sunset’s reaction thoroughly, narrowing her eyes, making annotations. “Well, put it this way. All the fun you had with me, if there’s even 50% of said fun to be had with my sisters, why not give it a shot?”
“Persuasive argument.” For a moment, the Paladin weighed in on the value of her time versus the value of spending time with others, versus the value of the fun she had had this night. “...What the hell. I’m in.”
“Nyehehehell yes! My sisters are gonna love you. I’m glad you’re starting to trust my genius.” The bard crossed her arms smugly.
“I definitely thought you were a lot dumber when I first met you.” She spoke almost coldly, almost containing laughter.
“I get that a lot!” Pinkie did not contain her own laughter.
“No kidding.” Sunset scoffed at her expense, but then nodded. “Seriously though– You’re… Funner than you seem. And smarter than you seem.” She forced words out of herself that she didn’t usually say to anybody at all, but Pinkie was fully deserving of hearing them. “I misjudged you.”
“I also get that a lot.” Pinkie giggled to herself.
Sunset got out of bed, taking what remained of the tray into the kitchen diligently. “C’mon, let’s get this cleaned up.”
“Sure! Anyways, I was thinkin’ of priorities, and although Limestone probably needs this most of all, I might want to have Maud go first because–”
She paused, and Sunset paused too, because her horn glowed and almost beeped. “Oop. That’s my alarm. Twilight’s routine starts in thirty minutes. C’mon, let’s get this fixed up–”
And once more she paused, looking at her bedroom floor, where several of Pinkie’s instruments laid carelessly.
“...You can play guitar?” Her ears twitched.
“Of course I can, silly!” Pinkie hopped over to it, and strummed on it elegantly and with gusto. “Any self respecting bard knows how!!”
There were a few brief quiet seconds where Sunset’s vision blurred, and her mind went elsewhere. Her body moved on its own, to a closet that wasn’t used very often, where she began digging onto some boxes that often remained untouched.
From them, she manifested a guitar, a Pinkie gasped.
It was old, and not very professional looking, but it had dents and stickers that implied history.
“This, uh…” Sunset’s voice trailed off, where she considered saying nothing else, but she did anyway. “This was a gift from a caretaker in the orphanage I grew up in– She tried teaching me at the time, I was kind of bad at it.”
She strummed on it quietly, rusty, but undeniably with some knowledge of what she was doing, all while Pinkie stared, starry eyed. “It was literally my only hobby outside of studying to maybe be Celestia’s student someday… At the time. I kind of dropped it, when she took me in.” There was a hint of regret in her voice, one that was easy to pick up on.
A quiet squeal erupted from the Bard, as she contained her excitement.
And once more, she forced herself to speak. “...Can you teach me to do it right? …Like you said, I need new hobbies…” Sunset spoke with an exhale and a chuckle, at her own expense.
“Yes! Absotutely!! You’ve got yourself a teacher!!” She strummed on her own guitar excitedly.
Calmly, Sunset walked over to her, and gave her a gentle kiss that silenced her instantly. From that same, very close distance, she grinned, and spoke earnestly. “Thanks for cheering me up, Bard.”
With a fluster that covered her entire face, Pinkie forced words out of herself. “N-no problem, Paladin!! Haha!”
Still grinning, Sunset turned away, and began cleaning. “C’mon, let’s clean this up, I’m never late on the job.”
They began efficiently cleaning the apartment as Pinkie gathered her things, and before they left, Sunset halted her. “And Pinkie?” The Bard tilted her head, with wide eyes and a smile, listening attentively.
“Tonight was fun. I don’t regret it. We should do it again sometime. I mean it.”
“First order of business today, a lecture related to Alicorn training in the throne room– Then I’ll go make an appearance at the opening of a new exhibit on the Canterlot museum, then we break for lunch, then I’ll stop by Ponyville so that Rarity can get my measurements for some new dresses, then it’s back to the Canterlot library so I can study and practice new spells with my, um, newfound Alicorn magic!” Twilight stuttered over the last few words, like she was walking on eggshells.
“Roger.” Sunset nodded, accompanying her through the halls of the castle quietly. “Next stop, Throne room.”
Quiet persisted for a little while longer, while the Princess of Friendship fidgeted. “Um… The other day, when I was studying… I could hear you playing guitar on the balcony.”
“Was it bothering you? I can not do it next time, if you’d like. It’s no trouble.”
“No no no!! It’s not that at all! It was nice to hear!” She flustered at the idea of limiting a friend’s hobby. “I just found it odd– I never knew you played…?”
“Pinkie’s teaching me how to do it properly.” A slight grin appeared on her face, as she shrugged. “It’s a nice distraction.”
“O-oh! You two are getting close, huh?” She smiled proudly.
“You could say that. She’s not as annoying as she seems at first glance.” Sunset snickered, shaking her head. “Celestia knows how to pick her jesters. She won’t stop making songs about you, though.”
“Yeah she really toots my horn.” Twilight blew raspberries, closing her eyes in embarrassment. “I guess it comes with being the newest Princess of Equestria and everything…!”
No response from Sunset other than a hum of affirmation.
Twilight couldn’t bear the silence. “A-are you okay? Have you been okay, I mean…? The past few days…?”
“Better.” She tilted her head, going no further. “My job is to worry about you, not the other way around. So… Don’t worry.”
“You couldn’t stop me from worrying.” Twilight teased, walking a bit closer. “It’s kind of my thing.”
“That it is.” Sunset chuckled quietly, and then stopped by great doors. “We’re here.” She opened them with her magic.
Twilight, however, did not step forward immediately. “Look, I’m just saying, you’re not just my paladin, you’re my friend. I want to know you’re doing okay!”
Grinning, Sunset tilted her head, pointing at the throne room. “The Queens are waiting for you, your majesty. What’s keeping you?”
Quietly, Twilight’s gaze shifted from the thrones to the Paladin, then she muttered softly. “...Are you going to walk all the way with me, this time? …Celestia would love to see you properly.”
“Nope.” Sunset spoke plainly, taking dutiful position sitting inside the throne room, but as far away from the thrones themselves as possible, diligently awaiting next to some guards.
“...Okay.” Twilight resigned, and walked forward towards her lecture.
The guards near her became a bit nervous and fidgety with her presence. Sunset cast a single cold glance behind them, and they straightened their backs and went silent. Her reputation still carried far in the castle.
Sunset’s vision blurred as she stared at the floor. The conversation between the Queens and the Princess was nothing but an echo to her, one she did not process on purpose. Celestia’s voice was one she tuned out particularly.
Moments passed, and minutes turned into an hour, all with her mind suppressing her current circumstances. She didn’t think of what it was like to be in this throne room again, every time she visited it, she desperately didn’t.
“Sunset Shimmer.” That same, always concerned, always motherly voice called to her. Her ears flickered as her hide shivered in concern. “Could you come over here, please…?” There was a plea in the way that was spoken, but Sunset ignored it, thinking only of the command.
And so she stepped forward, slowly, bringing herself to reality, joining Twilight’s side, looking up at her old mentor once more.
Queen Luna sat with a look of shame, next to her, averting eye contact, something Sunset appreciated. Celestia, however, looked directly at her, with a look of pity, always that look of pity that twisted the Paladin’s stomach.
“You… Look well…!” The Queen of the Sun let out a relieved exhale.
“I am well.” Sunset spoke robotically, forcing eye contact.
“I wanted to…” Celestia stopped herself, inhaling, shaking her head. “We wanted to thank you formally for the assistance you provided in the battle against Nightmare Moon. Without you, Twilight Sparkle might have not managed to reach the Elements of Harmony, and for that, we are all thankful, deeply so. Thank you for your service to Equestria, and your diligence in protecting my pupil.”
“Always.” Sunset spoke in a breath, shooting a glance towards Twilight, who seemed deeply nervous at the exchange, then corrected herself. “All part of the job, Queen Celestia.”
“Be that as it may…” Celestia couldn’t help but smile. “You showed your diligence and your capabilities, and you kept Twilight Sparkle safe. And for that, I thank you.”
A nod was all she got in response.
“And furthermore.” Taking a glance to her left, Celestia narrowed her eyes towards her sister. “My little sister has an apology to make.”
Groaning, Luna rolled her eyes. “I’ve told you, I already visited her dreams, we have already talked–”
“--It’s true. We’re good. She apologized.” Sunset affirmed, nodding. “We’ve met– And there’s no hard feelings, seriously.”
“Nevertheless.” Celestia silenced them both, pouting. “It is better if those apologies are spoken out loud, not in the realm of dreams.”
Exhaling, annoyed, Luna stepped forward, and spoke earnestly. “Sunset Shimmer. I am sorry for the pain I caused you when I was corrupted by the shadows. I was incredibly pleased to discover you made a full recovery– And thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for all your efforts regarding my freedom from the darkness. You fought bravely.”
“I don’t like to lose…” Sunset’s voice became stern, but she reigned it in. “But I gladly accept what happened that night, all for the sake of Twilight’s safety. –And Equestria, of course.”
Luna smiled shortly, nodding genuinely. “Your efforts were not in vain– And I am deeply thankful.”
They had had this conversation before, in a dream. They already knew how much they related to each other– Birds of a feather, corrupted by the same force.
“Anypony could have done what I did.” Sunset shrugged. “...But I’m thankful it was me.”
The massive, underlying lie that she wished that she had died that night was unspoken.
“Very good, see!” Celestia clapped her hooves quietly. “All better!” She then rested her gaze on Sunset once more.
Silently, Twilight sparkle nudged the Queen of the Sun to speak, to try, all with a look, and motions of her wings.
Hesitantly, nearly fearfully, Celestia spoke. “Sunset Shimmer– As you continue to be diligent and efficient with your job as Twilight’s protector… Would you like to accept the offer of living in this castle once more?”
“No thank you.” The words came out of Sunset automatically, robotically. “I’m comfortable where I am. And I’m never late. I won’t ever let my living condition affect my duties, I promise you all that.”
Celestia failed to suppress her own sigh of disappointment.
And Sunset, looking at the floor, just wanted an out. “Are we dismissed? The Princess has duties elsewhere.”
“...Yes, you may both go. Thank you for your constant diligence, Sunset. Twilight is lucky to have you.” There were many, many unspoken words between them, and neither had the courage to speak them.
Sunset quietly turned around and walked away, and Twilight was quick and clumsy to follow.
“U-um, are you okay? You seemed to be acting a bit odd in there…!” She tried prodding, fruitlessly.
And naturally, Sunset deflected it. “What’s next on your agenda?”
“A thousand years really have passed, haven’t they?” Luna’s gaze remained on Sunset, as she walked away with Twilight.
“Hm?” Was all Celestia could muster, as she had her mind elsewhere.
“You’ve changed.” Luna affirmed, continuing to gaze at sunset, who disappeared in the great doors of the throne room. “I’ve never seen you this vulnerable.”
Celestia, suppressing an exhale, shook her head. “...What is next on our agenda?”
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Paladin Shimmer goes on a bender
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Here’s advice: Before you pledge your blade to the Unicorn that saved you from shadows and the evil hold they had on you, ask her who she works for.
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<p>Sunset Shimmer failed as a pupil of Celestia– The shadows took advantage of her ambitions and the darkness within, and twisted her into a demon.</p><p>…And then Twilight Sparkle, saved her. If only she had known Twilight was the newest pupil of Celestia, her <i>replacement,</i> the living proof of all her failures, <i>before</i> she made a paladin pledge to serve and protect her as a life debt.</p><p>A conflict of interest, there. Her guilt, her shame, and her regrets, direct her to be as far away from her past as possible. And her debt to Twilight, her desire to repay her for being saved by her, and even her admiration to her replacement keep her close from all of the things that make her feel weak.</p><p>…And now that Twilight became an Alicorn, she realizes she needs a fucking break.</p><hr/><p><i>This is an illegitimate prequel to the </i><a href="/story/553038/the-princess-and-the-peasant" rel="nofollow"><i>Princess and the Peasant</i></a><i>, due to it being set on the same universe, but at an earlier time frame to that fic! Though it's only a prequel, it's not fully related to that story, barely, even, as you might expect. There will be few references, but it's very much a stepping stone to more being done on that universe!</i></p>
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Their hoofsteps echoed in the darkness of the cave, narrow tunnels meshed into large chambers perfectly, and yet, abnormally.
The pitch black was staved off by the light of Sunset’s horn, and the lantern of Maud’s belt. The Unicorn took the lead, her armor clanging quietly in the silence of the cave.
“Thank you for helping me with this, by the way.” Maud said calmly, sniffing the air, observing the walls.
“Don’t mention it. This might sound weird, but I prefer things like this to candlelit dinners.” Sunset Shrugged, her eyes shifting through different sections of the cave, and the darkness beyond.
“It doesn’t sound weird.” Maud blinked, scraped a wall with a hoof, feeling the textures, threading waters.
“So what’s your deal, Maud Pie?” The Paladin asked absentmindedly, inspecting the darkness thoroughly. “Why did you accept it when your sister offered to set you up with me?”
“It was more of a ‘I didn’t refuse’ situation.” She shrugged lightly, leaning closer to a small hole she was making. “I’ve learned to just go with her ideas. Pinkie can be very persuasive. ”
“Haven’t known her for long, but I’ve definitely noticed that.” She smirked, huffing, keeping her eyes on the ceiling. “Do you do this kind of thing often?”
“It’s my full time job. Collecting, researching, selling if I need to.” She dug a bit more, and quickly took a glance at the Paladin. “It’s my passion. Going anywhere in Equestria, seeing the deepest, darkest cave… And finding treasures where no other pony would even try to look.” With one more stroke in the wall, she unveiled a beautiful unpolished jade. “Bingo.” She spoke, deadpan.
“Not bad at all!” Sunset nodded, looking closer. “But my question wasn’t about this– It was; Do you often go on dates in the depths of previously unexplored caves?”
“Oh.” Maud took a pause from examining the jade, with an almost indecipherably embarrassed glance towards her date. “...No. I don’t often go on dates at all.”
“Huh. I see Pinkie macking on a different mare or stallion every week– Is it not the same for the rest of the Pie sisterhood?”
“Not exactly. You might have noticed Pinkie is a bit ‘eccentric’.” Maud understated plainly.
“I sure have.” Sunset suppressed laughter.
“And well, you’ve met me.” Maud looked back at the jade. “All my sisters have their own unique quirks. Limestone is the only other that tried the dating thing– She can’t exactly maintain anything, though.”
“I guess I'll see why when I meet her, heh.” She chuckled lightly, reveling in the strangeness of what she had accepted.
“Pinkie is just the ‘lucky’ one, I guess.” That word was highlighted in a slight different tone, and Sunset picked up on it. “My family isn’t bad. But there’s a reason I choose a job that takes me anywhere but home, you know?”
“Four sisters, and two parents. Must get overwhelming.” Sunset had absolutely no idea how it felt.
“Hm.” With a hum of affirmation, Maud began chiseling the wall, to remove the jade.
Smirking, Sunset caught onto something. “So Pinkie is the ‘lucky’ one, huh?” She tilted her head, analytically.
“That was a joke.” The slightest, most narrow grin appeared in the Earth Pony’s face. “I don’t envy the spotlight my sister has– neither of my sisters do. And I’m not really interested in the whole love thing.” With one final chisel, she removed that beautiful unpolished green stone, and observed it analytically.
“Really? Why’s that?” No matter how monotone, the subject in question was fascinating, Sunset was beginning to find it an captivating game to decipher what Maud was thinking.
A moment of silence passed, while the Earth Pony pondered her answer, looking at the darkness of the cave. “...If you’ve never had something before, it's difficult to crave it. So why would I care about love?”
“Heh. A mare after my own heart.” Sunset grinned, shrugging. “C’mon, we should move.”
“Hold on, there’s a vein of jade here. I want to–”
“--There’s also a couple dozen dormant giant leeches on the ceiling. I’d rather not start a big fight in a narrow tunnel, especially not set anything on fire in an enclosed space.” Sunset pointed up, to the hidden monsters in the dark. “You better trust me on this. If I increase my light, it might wake them up.” She spoke softer, sternly.
Maud blinked twice, looking up. “Okay. Let’s move.”
“Don’t worry. They live in very small hives. The next section of the cave system should be pretty safe.” Sunset spoke affirmatively, calmly, almost gently. “Right, or left?”
“Left.”
She followed the command of the experienced caver thoroughly.
“...So how about you, Sunset Shimmer?” Maud asked while following closely. “I can see you’re good at what you do. And you look good doing it too. Aren’t you working for the new Princess?”
“Twilight Sparkle, yes. I’m her bodyguard.” She spoke absentmindedly, surveying the path forward. “Speaking of which, I have work tomorrow, so we better be back on Canterlot before the sun rises.”
Following closer, Maud looked at her intently. “What’s she like, the Princess? I’ve only heard the tales Pinkie tells… Or sings.” She knew well her sister often blew stories out of proportions.
“She’s the smartest mare you’ll ever meet– Incredibly magically capable, too. She’s also infuriatingly humble.” Sunset quickly waved her horn, illuminating a large room they stepped onto, hiding her smile.
“What do you mean?”
“...You’d have to be there. She became an Alicorn, literally ascended… And just went back to business as usual. ‘Time to go study! Time to visit Ponyville! Time to attend a party!’ Heh.” After imitating Twilight’s voice, she couldn’t help but smile, shaking her head. “Despite her hesitations, fears and insecurities, she is incredibly capable.” Sunset hid her face, because she couldn’t help but smile warmly. “I honestly think she can find a solution to anything, if she has enough time for research… She is perfect for her job.” There was a bittersweetness in her tone, one she hid well.
“Good to know Equestria is in good hooves, I guess.” Maud let out an ironic smile. “I shouldn’t have asked. I don’t really care about politics.”
“Heh. The cave mare doesn’t care about politics? Color me surprised.” Sunset spoke in a joking tone, giving her a grin, and Maud reciprocated.
“You’re funny.” She spoke plainly, with a slight smile.
Silence, as Sunset shot glances at multiple directions.
Maud blinked twice, inspecting the frame of the Paladin as she surveyed the cave. “You asked my opinion on love and dating. What about you?”
Undefined grumbles came out from Sunset, as she shrugged. After a brief period of silence, she spoke, uninterested. “It’s like you said; If you’ve never had something before, it's difficult to crave it… Much less deserve it.” She looked away, into the dark, averting thinking of the question properly. “Celestia spent a thousand years ruling without even one romantic partner. So the whole ‘love’ thing must be overrated, then.”
Briefly, she remembered herself as a foal, proclaiming she would rule alone, for a thousand years.
“Hm. I definitely understand that.” Maud took a pause, looking at the darkness with her. “Pinkie always liked singing about adventures, legends and love stories. I never understood it.”
“Bah.” Sunset grumbled, almost snarling, frowning at the darkness, genuinely believing every word she spoke. “Rescuing damsels from towers. World saving adventures. True love. Happily ever after. Destiny. It’s all fairy tale bullshit.”
“Then why are you here?” Maud tilted her head, forcing eye contact.
Sunset came closer, reciprocating on the gaze, enough so they could feel each other's breaths, speaking quietly. “...I’m just trying to feel something good.”
“...Me too.” Maud agreed quietly, with a whisper.
Sunset grinned. Maybe most ponies couldn’t decipher Maud; That is why Pinkie had told her. But she was beginning to become easy to read. And she enjoyed the challenge. “Well then.” She turned around and kept moving forward, purposefully bumping the Earth Pony with her side. “This way looks promising.”
“Yes. It does.” Maud nearly stuttered, forcing herself to follow along. Clearing her throat, she tried continuing the conversation. “Well you know about me and my sisters. What about your family?”
“Don’t have one.” She spoke absentmindedly, eyes forward. “Raised in an orphanage. Took in by Celestia at the age of ten. No sisters, no parents.” She let out a quick chuckle, glancing back. “Look at us– You’re drowning, while I’ve got a drought.”
“That’s true… And funny.” Maud smiled quietly, then thought for a bit, and continued. “I’m sorry if talking about family upset you.”
“Nah.” Sunset shrugged, looking away. “Again, like you said; If you’ve never had something before–”
But she stopped, looking at nothing.
“Are you sure you want to put aside all of these duties, Queen Celestia?” Raven Inkwell asked dutifully, as she looked over a checklist diligently. “I understand your reasoning, but–”
“I am sure.” The Queen of the Sun spoke calmly, with a smile, walking forward in the halls of her castle. “Tonight is Sunset’s first nightmare night here in Canterlot– I don’t want her to miss a thing.”
“I hope it will be worth it, then…” Squinting, Raven crossed a few things off of her checklist. “We will be putting away a few dozen duties…”
“Duties will always be here, Raven.” She amused herself, shrugging. “But her childhood, she’ll only get once–”
Just then, they heard scurrying coming from the corridor before them, and just like that, the little filly ran towards them, turning a corner so hard she almost slipped, and ran towards Celestia all while giggling.
Celestia’s eyes widened with a smile, disregarding the negatives of the scene– Sunset was leaving a trail of paint with every step she took on her sprint, blue and green staining the gorgeous carpets of the castle.
And behind her, two guards pursued, clearly fatigued.
“Queen Celestia! Queen Celestia!!” Sunset shouted with a wide grin, immediately running in between Celestia’s tall legs, taking cover from the guards. “I’m ready for nightmare night!”
“Oh dear!” Celestia couldn’t help but chuckle at the adorable sight she was seeing. Sunset wasn’t just carelessly covered in paint for no reason. It looked like she had tried to dye her short mane to be the same color as Celestia’s, with questionable success.
And of course, matching, she had clumsily, yet surprisingly efficiently, managed to decorate herself with cardboard cutouts of a crown on her head and a set of wings on her back.
The two guards stopped on their tracks, breathing haggardly, awkwardly. “M-my Queen! Sorry!! W-we tried catching her, but phew!”
“Y-yes, you see, your pupil has raided the royal garden shed for paint–” The other guard quickly tried adding, but with a simple motion of her hoof, Celestia silenced them.
Sunset blew raspberries at the guards, and muttered the word “Snitches!!”
“It is quite alright, you two.” Celestia spoke with a calm smile. “You are both dismissed. Me and my student have somewhere to be tonight, so I will promptly lecture her on her wrongdoings in the morning!”
Sunset, below her, muttered “Boooooo!!”
The two guards exchanged awkward, tired looks, gave the Queen a salute, and left without discussion, conversing among each other what a handful Celestia’s student was.
“This might stain…!” Raven inspected the carpets, with a concerned gaze. “Shall I inform the cleaning crew?”
“Not to worry, Raven. Now…” With her magic, she picked Sunset up, and leaned down gently, so they could be eye to eye. “Little one… I see you’ve decided to undertake costume making by yourself…!” Her eyes were filled with affection, seeing the adorable scene.
Sunset struck a pose, proudly displaying her work, wings, crown, and paint. “Go on! Go on! Guess who I’m dressed as!”
Giggling, Celestia played along adoringly. “How many tries do I have–”
“--The strongest Alicorn in Equestria!!” Sunset shouted out with a smile, unable to contain herself, hopping up and down. “I got wings and everything!! Don’t they look so cool?”
Sunset had poorly, yet distinctively decided to dress as none other than Celestia, a fact that was not lost on the Queen, who had the widest, warmest grin. “They most certainly do, little one.” With her magic, she brought Sunset to ride on her back, and the little filly got comfortable instantly. “Perhaps next year we will match, eh? Let us decide on the costuming together, next time. Raven, take note, please.”
Her aide immediately straightened her back, ready for it, taking out a clipboard. “First order of business. After me and my student are done with the festivities tonight, she will be punished for her transgressions through the simplest form: Bath time.”
The little filly immediately protested in despair, but Celestia continued smiling widely. “And tomorrow, at the earliest, she and I will be responsible for cleaning any and all carpets she has stained.”
The little filly’s protests grew even louder, as she flailed in contempt, all the while Celestia’s wings kept her locked firmly in place.
“But as for tonight…” Celestia turned to her student, and nuzzled her affectionately, calming her down. “Sunset Shimmer’s only duty is to enjoy her festivities on her first nightmare night in Canterlot, with me, provided she behaves.” The nuzzles prompted Sunset to giggle affectionately, and she nuzzled the Queen right back.
Even Raven couldn’t help but smile at the sight. “All noted, my Queen.”
“Well then!” Celestia smiled warmly, opening a window. “Let us not waste any more time, shall we, Sunset? And let us take the scenic route!”
“YES!! YAY!!” The little filly cheered, as she rode the Queen, who carefully and elegantly leapt out of the window, flying down to their city, with both of them intending to make the absolute best of this night.
It was worth it, and unforgettable.
“Sunset?” Maud tilted her head, looking at her intently.
“It’s… Nothing. It doesn’t matter.” She forced her eyes closed, with an exhale. “Let’s talk about something else.”
Letting out a short hum of affirmation, Maud pointed towards the direction of the large dark chamber they were in. “Judging by the structure and the wear in the ceiling, there might be a way out through here. I’m pretty satisfied with the haul from tonight– I wouldn’t mind going home if you don’t.”
“Yeah. It’s late. We should both go home.” She spoke absentmindedly, with a grimace over the suppressed memories, and any yearning that came from it.
“No. I mean your home.” Maud spoke plainly, following her.
Sunset’s ears twitched. “Oh? You don’t have anywhere to stay tonight?”
Maud stopped on her tracks. Sunset turned to her, watching her carefully.
“...No.” Maud spoke after a moment of eye contact, quietly.
“Wow. You, Maud Pie, are a bad liar.” Sunset amused herself, snickering. “I think I’ve got you figured out, now.”
“I don’t know what you mean.” The Earth pony remained deadpan, poker faced.
“Oh, but I do.” Tilting her head, she came closer. “But oh well. If you won’t say it, I guess it won’t happen. Shame!” Smiling, she turned and walked forward, leaving Maud behind.
“Shit.” Maud spoke quietly, quickly following along.
“Over here. I think I found something.” Demeanor changed back to Professional and wary, Sunset stood by. “This here. Is this what I think it is?”
Maud followed close, standing next to her, and observed it. It was a large, erratic yet circular hole on a wall, one they could easily step into, a dark, and deep sight they couldn’t see the end of.
“Hm. yes. I think it’s a mountain eel nest. We should–”
The next two seconds were frantic.
Sunset quickly yet firmly shoved Maud aside, away from the hole, and then the unicorn leapt high into the air, with a flip.
The giant mountain eel emerged from the hole at breakneck speeds, bringing its jaws locking down fiercely attempting to swallow them whole, but meeting only air, due to the unicorn being airborne.
With the same motion and with the help of gravity, Sunset lit her horn akin to a blade of light, and felled down on the beast with precision and deadliness in a single decisive and deadly motion.
Immediately after, the decapitated head of the giant eel rolled on the cave floor with squishy thuds, and both the ponies were splattered with its blood.
“That’s that.” Sunset let out a single short snarled exhale, having done all that in one breath. With her magic, she pulled the long snake-like decapitated corpse out of the hole fiercely, dropping it in the cave floor, so it wouldn’t be between her and Maud.
The Earth Pony laid on the floor, eyes widened, observing the Paladin approach her, both of them splattered in the blood of the beast.
Sunset extended a hoof. “Sorry for the push. You okay?”
“Holy shit.” Maud muttered quietly watching her.
Blinking twice, Sunset sighed, with a smile. “Sorry, heh... Bodyguard instincts took over.” She helped Maud up, who watched her intently.
Suddenly, they noticed a breeze, under her helmet, Sunset’s mane was wavering.
“Hey, douse your lantern.” She commanded, doing the same to the light of her own horn, beholding the previous-home of the now dead giant mountain eel.
Maud obeyed, and just like that, with their eyes adjusting to the dark, they could see it.
At the end of the hole, there was a light. A way out.
“How about that? Tricky little devil. C’mon, we’re almost out of here.” Sunset stepped into the hole, and Maud followed.
The light was easy to distinguish– it had long since become night outside, and the light belonged to the city of Canterlot, in all of its dazzling glory. Not that either of them minded, as they simply enjoyed the stroll.
“Well, that was one of the best dates I’ve been on.” The Paladin amused herself with a chuckle, speaking ironically, yet earnestly.
“Best one I’ve ever had.” Maud spoke quietly.
And with that, Sunset chuckled some more. “Hah, Pinkie did tell me you were funny– It’s your first, isn’t it? Victory by default, for me.”
“Yes.” She replied, but an ever so noticeable smile, observing Sunset.
“You know, your job, spelunking…” Sunset thought for a moment, letting her mind wander. “Going anywhere you want, not being bound by anything, as far as you want, with nopony holding you back, always alone– it’s good. I respect it.” She reminisced on the thought. “I’ve thought about running away a lot, in the past year. This wouldn’t be so bad.”
Leaving everything behind sounded both incredibly easy, and monumentally difficult.
“We prefer the term ‘caver’. It’s less silly.” Maud spoke, with that same smile. “And yes. I love every day I’m doing this. But it does get lonely.”
“Does it, now?”
“It does now.” Maud affirmed, keeping her eyes on Sunset, highlighting that last word.
And just like that, they were greeted by the soft breeze and the cold night air– A beautiful night, one where they had a perfect advantage viewpoint from, atop a mountain, seeing all of Canterlot as the city shined beautifully, bathed by stars and spotlights, with its castle piercing the sky with light.
Inhaling slowly, then exhaling, the Paladin turned to her date. “Well that was fun. C’mon, I’ll take you home.”
“Your home.” Maud spoke plainly, not budging from the spot.
“Oh? I’m not sure what you mean.” Sunset grinned.
“You. Me. Your home. Now.”
“Now we’re talking.”
Sunset’s horn alarm rang, notifying that Twilight Sparkle’s routine would begin in thirty minutes. Diligently, she immediately awoke, and stretched…
…Only to be met with the sight of Maud laying beside her, watching.
“Watching me sleep, huh?” Sunset smiled, as she continued to stretch and yawn.
“Only for a few minutes.” Maud forced herself to look away, almost shamefully. “Sorry if it’s weird.”
“It isn’t.” Sunset shrugged. “I’m a bodyguard and a paladin, remember? I’ve had to stay awake while Twilight sleeps in plenty of our previous travels. It is what it is.”
Maud didn’t respond, simply continued looking at the unicorn's sturdy frame as she stretched.
“C’mon, up you go, I’ve got to breakfast and work.” Sunset nudged her, finally prompting her to stand.
“Can I ask you a question?” Maud followed her to the kitchen, where Sunset was gathering ingredients for a fast breakfast.
“Shoot.” The Unicorn multitasked, moving curtains, setting the table, and managing baking, all at once with her magic.
“What caused the scars on your back?” Maud couldn’t help but look.
On Sunset’s upper back, there were two distinctive, large, unmistakable scars where her fur didn’t grow anymore, old, healed gashes, but impossible not to notice.
Silence. Sunset did not stop working, she didn’t make eye contact either.
After that brief quiet, where the unicorn focussed only on her task, she finally spoke, absentmindedly. “I’ve got scars all over. It is what it is.” It wasn’t a lie, she did have several battle scars in most of her body.
But those two were the largest ones, unmistakably so.
“They’re pretty big. Hard to miss.” Maud watched her work intently. “Something pretty bad must have happened to you.”
“Want honey or syrup for your pancakes?” Sunset deflected, continuing to work diligently.
“Honey. If you don’t want to tell me that’s okay. I was just curious.”
“Didn’t peg you for the nosy type, Maud.” Sunset couldn’t help but grin, shooting her a glance. “But I guess you’re Pinkie’s sister after all, heh.”
“I should have figured it’s personal. Sorry.” Maud shrugged, and began helping with the cooking.
“It's…” Sunset paused, shaking her head. With a sigh and a smile. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
“Try me. I’ve got time.”
“Sorry, but I don't.” Sunset gave her a genuine apologetic look. “I’ve got to be at work in less than thirty minutes, remember?”
Swiftly, Sunset served them both, placing the two plates on the awfully small table, and immediately began eating, used to an incredibly efficient routine.
They ate quietly, something they both appreciated. Sunset occasionally shot a glance to Canterlot castle, beyond her window, bathed by the light of the rising sun.
“Pinkie taught you to bake these, right?” Feeling the flavor and consistency’s familiarity, the Earth Pony couldn’t help but grin.
“Yep, heh.” Sunset shrugged. “I’m still getting the hang of it. Baking is weird. Definitely not as easy as combat.” Mulling over it, chewing, she smiled, looking away. “I can slay a Chimera in a single blow but I can’t get flour measurements right, heheh…”
“I think I owe her an apology.” Maud spoke absentmindedly, focussed on eating.
“Oh?” A slight smile appeared on Sunset’s lips.
“She was right. This is really good.” Maud affirmed, gesturing vaguely.
“The Pancakes?”
“Dating. Everything. …You.” Maud spoke, with a shrug. Looking away. “She was right.”
Suppressing a chuckle, Sunset nodded. “Glad to have been of service. Now c’mon, I’ve got to get going.”
With swift motions, she moved the dishes to the sink with her magic, and then adorned herself with her obsidian armor, which previously sat idly on her preferred armor stand.
Maud watched the entire time, Sunset’s fluid, rehearsed motions of adorning that armor, like it was her own secondary layer of skin.
As soon as Sunset opened the door, intent on them both leaving through it, Maud stopped her.
“You know. Caving is easier with another pony. I see that now.” Maud spoke quietly, looking at the horizon beyond Canterlot. “It’d be easier to do it with somepony watching my back.”
Coming a bit closer, Sunset grinned. “If you want something, you have to ask for it, Maud.”
“Come with me?” Her gaze went to the floor, and then to eye contact, almost with a plea. “You said it yourself. You always wanted to run away. This is your chance.”
Sunset couldn’t help but chuckle at the idea, with a happy exhale, looking in the distance. “Sorry. But I’ve got an oath to keep– She asked me to stay, so I'm staying.”
The disappointment on the Earth pony’s face was palpable, no matter how neutral her expression tended to be. With a sigh, she smiled. “Oh well… Maybe in some other universe. You’re a strange mare, Sunset Shimmer.”
“Then I guess I’m in good company.” Swiftly, gently, the Unicorn gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Now c’mon. I’ve got to get going, grab your things.”
Maud stopped her, holding her with a hoof, forcing eye contact. “Tonight was really good. We should do it again sometime.”
“Eh, I don’t know. It was more of a one-night stand sort of thing.” Sunset grinned, egging her on.
“We should do it again tomorrow.” Maud affirmed, in the same tone.
“Persuade me.” She came even closer, with the same smile.
“We’re doing it again tonight.”
“Now we’re talking.”
Twilight Sparkle, with a cute little yawn, awoke, feeling the shifting beneath her. “Hi Sunset…” She muttered, sleepy.
“Shoot. Sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you…!” There was genuine regret in her voice, as she bit her own tongue.
“It’s okay…” She gave out cute another yawn, and clinged tighter.
Sunset was carrying Twilight on her back to her room diligently, through the halls of Canterlot castle– A motion that was quite familiar to both of them, at this point.
“You fell asleep studying again.” Sunset smiled, giving a brief glance back.
“Hihi… That much I could tell.” With another yawn, Twilight nuzzled Sunset’s neck, making the position even more comfortable. “What time is it…?”
Shooting a comical glance at one of the windows, Sunset gave out an ironic chuckle. “Way past a princess's bed time. Don’t worry, I’ll get you to your room.”
“Always…” Twilight’s voice trailed off, as her eyes narrowed. “I was reading such a good book– It was about the many degrees of fire magic… it reminded me of you…”
“Really? Tell me about it.” Sunset smiled warmly, looking forward, having done this song and dance dozens of times.
“Lots of elemental magic comes from emotion… Especially mastery over your own feelings…” She let out another adorable yawn, her voice getting sleepier and quieter by the second. “Fire magic comes from passion and anger… Tapping into those feelings is as easy as opening a bottle if you suppress them… But controlling them not to burn yourself and others is the hardest part… The stronger the emotions, the hotter the fire burns…” And just like that, like she was reciting an encyclopedia as a bedtime story, she put herself to sleep, still quietly, indistinctively muttering.
“There you go.” Sunset smiled, and quietly snickered to herself.
Gently and silently, she walked into the Princesses room, and made the most comfortable space on the bed possible.
Handling her like she was a butterfly wing, Sunset placed Twilight down, and covered her with a blanket.
“Goodnight, Princess.” She whispered with a smile, turning around.
“...Goodnight Sunset…” Twilight muttered involuntarily in her sleep.
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Pinkie Pie,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Sunset Shimmer,Twilight Sparkle,Alternate Universe,Comedy,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Paladin Shimmer goes on a bender
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Here’s advice: Before you pledge your blade to the Unicorn that saved you from shadows and the evil hold they had on you, ask her who she works for.
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<p>Sunset Shimmer failed as a pupil of Celestia– The shadows took advantage of her ambitions and the darkness within, and twisted her into a demon.</p><p>…And then Twilight Sparkle, saved her. If only she had known Twilight was the newest pupil of Celestia, her <i>replacement,</i> the living proof of all her failures, <i>before</i> she made a paladin pledge to serve and protect her as a life debt.</p><p>A conflict of interest, there. Her guilt, her shame, and her regrets, direct her to be as far away from her past as possible. And her debt to Twilight, her desire to repay her for being saved by her, and even her admiration to her replacement keep her close from all of the things that make her feel weak.</p><p>…And now that Twilight became an Alicorn, she realizes she needs a fucking break.</p><hr/><p><i>This is an illegitimate prequel to the </i><a href="/story/553038/the-princess-and-the-peasant" rel="nofollow"><i>Princess and the Peasant</i></a><i>, due to it being set on the same universe, but at an earlier time frame to that fic! Though it's only a prequel, it's not fully related to that story, barely, even, as you might expect. There will be few references, but it's very much a stepping stone to more being done on that universe!</i></p>
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teen
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2024-07-29T22:03:23+00:00
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2024-08-12T20:33:59+00:00
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“Unbelievable.” Limestone chewed on her own lip angrily, after taking another swig of her beer bottle. “So Pinkie and Maud got a taste and I’m just in line? What am I, chopped liver?”
“And you still said yes to this, heh.” Sunset amused herself, taking a drink of her own bottle. “But hey, we can just shake hooves and tell Pinkie we struck out, if you’re not interested.”
“Well I never said that.” The Earth pony barked, leaning on the bar table with a slight fluster on her face. “I’m here, you’re here, you’re hot, let’s see where the night goes. At least I got this before Marble. Sheesh.”
“Hah, sure.” Sunset shrugged. The bar around them was not lively or even full, there were very few ponies around, and they were alone in their particular section, backs facing a wall.
Blinking twice, then turning to the Earth Pony, Sunset made a grimace of surprise. “Wait. You find me attractive?”
“Um. Yeah?” Limestone tilted her head in confusion. “You’re pretty hot. Do you not know?! Have you not been told that before?”
“Huh. I guess once or twice?” She couldn’t even remember when. “Actually, no. Nope. I have no clue.” A few seconds passed, where she scanned her memories for any compliment to her appearance that wasn’t platonic, and after a few from Flash popped up, she reached a recent example. She shook her head, smiling. “Wait. Pinkie; She wouldn’t stop complimenting me when we were making out.”
“That sister of mine, I swear.” She growled, rolling her eyes. “At least she has good taste when it counts...”
“You Pie sisters seem all completely different from each other…!” With a chuckle, Sunset tilted her head. “There’s no bad blood between you, right?”
“Can we please not talk about my sisters.” She pleaded, gritting her teeth. “No bigger turn off than that.”
“I’m fine with whatever, frankly.” Sunset shrugged, her gaze idle, uninterested.
A few boring seconds passed with the Paladin’s mind elsewhere, neither of them saying anything, until she remembered something.
“...Nightmare Night is in a few weeks, right?” Her gaze was far.
“Yep.” Limestone blew raspberries. “Can we not do small talk too?”
Sunset shrugged, taking another drink of beer, and then slowly, she became curious. “...Do you want to tell me what you find attractive about me?”
This immediately prompted the Earth Pony to talk. “Your mane is messy, but in the perfect way– it’s a style, it shows that you move, it shows that you work, and that you don’t care about what others think– A fact that is supported by you wearing badass armor indoors.” Limestone said with a devious smile, nodding along as she did it. Truthfully, Sunset was wearing her full armor, her helmet was the only absent one, resting on the table.
“Pff. I’m a paladin. I’d be a pretty lousy one if I didn’t–” Then she took another drink. “Some ponies judge me for wearing proper protection in most places I go, jokes on them– If a battle ensues, I’m always at the ready, and besides, I earned this armor!”
“That’s what I’m talking about, heh. You don’t care what others think.” She grinned, pointing at her date. “And the badass warrior look? It works on you. You’ve got the scars to prove it.”
“Damn right. I earned those too.” Sunset affirmed sternly, taking another drink. “Wait, and you think that’s hot?”
“You’re joking, right?!” Limestone raised an eyebrow, snickering to herself. “Scars are hot! Have you seen yourself in the mirror? So many Unicorns are wimps, but somehow you’re buffer than most Earth Pony workers I know!”
“Pff, yeah. Most unicorns rely on magic only for everything.” She looked at the table, absentmindedly spinning her cup idly. “Earth Ponies have their strength, and the Pegasi can literally fly. I knew, from an early age, that I wanted to master everything, the best of all worlds. I wanted to be the best, because…” She silenced herself, ignoring the unfulfilled dreams of being an alicorn.
“--An overachiever, huh?” Limestone mocked, nodding.
“Sure, you could say that.” Sunset let out a shrug, those days were long behind her. “But no matter how much work you put into it, you’ll never be the best. There’s a ceiling you can reach– And you can’t do anything but slam your head into it like an insect. …You’ll never, ever be worthy.”
“Sounds like bullshit to me, but hey…” She shrugged as well, taking another drink. “...For what it’s worth, you seem plenty worthy, from where I’m sitting.” It was meaningless flattery, but it still meant something.
“Bah.” Sunset’s head felt heavy, she felt tired and unenergized. “It doesn’t matter.” That life was behind her, no matter how much it still hurt.
Silence passed, with her mind wandering. Limestone looked at her intently. “So… Are you stronger than the average Earth Pony? You sure look like it…”
“I’d say ‘let’s test this question’, but you’re not average, are you?” Giving her an up and down glance, Sunset smirked. “You clearly work out. Pinkie told me– Rock farm, right?”
“Unfortunately.” Limestone barked, with an angry shrug. “I hate that work. Grading, annoying, and frustrating– Living with my parents too, ugh– But let’s not talk about it– C’mon, show me what you’ve got–”
Sunset waited no longer. Nearly pouncing, she grabbed limestone by the front hooves and pinned her against the wall fiercely.
Their muzzles were incredibly close, and Limestone had been caught completely off guard, her face reddening thoroughly.
She struggled for a moment, all whileSunset looked through her, continuing to pin her.
“Show me what you’ve got, then.” The Paladin commanded, raising an eyebrow.
Limestone struggled and winced– Straining herself, while trying to avert eye contact and trying to avert being flustered even more.
Sunset raised a single amused eyebrow as she saw the Earth Pony making headway, grunting, and looking angrier and angrier. “C’mon then, overpower me.”
With one final snarl, she pushed Sunset off of her, who herself landed perfectly, grinning. “Not bad. Earth Pony strength is really something when you actually build upon it, huh?”
After a couple of uneasy, flustered breaths, Limestone managed to speak up. “Y-you went easy on me, right?!”
“Maybe.” With a shrug, Sunset took a seat once more, and then a drink.
“So, um…” looking down angrily, and yet flustered, she spoke through gritted teeth. “Isn’t this the part where you offer to take me home, or something…?”
“Okay, that sounds a bit desperate!” Sunset couldn’t help but chuckle, nearly choking on her drink.
Embarrassed, Limestone covered her face with a hoof. “I haven’t gotten laid in ages okay?!”
“If that’s all you wanted, we could have skipped this whole song and dance altogether from the beginning.” Sunset came closer, smirking, abandoning her drink. “Want to go to my place and break some shit?”
Limestone let out a loud groan and exhale. “For the love of Celestia, YES.”
The soft yet firm strike of a pillow hitting her in the head made Limestone finally wake from her slumber, where she immediately groaned in annoyance.
The perpetrator of the cruel strike, Sunset, was in the kitchen. “Wake up, Lime! I’ve got to go work in a bit, breakfast, going once–”
“--Shit, fuck, I’m up!” She nearly fell off bed, forcing herself up, and quickly had to take in the surroundings of Sunset’s apartment as she recovered herself from the stupor of waking.
Sunset was already wearing her armor, minus the helmet, and was eating both from Pancakes and a fruit bowl while absentmindedly reading from a newspaper.
“Blergh. What time is it?” The Earth pony shot a glance to the open window, where the sun was barely rising.
“Early, heh.” Sunset shot her a glance and a smirk. “I thought working at a rock farm would have you wake up early often?”
“Yeah, but I still wake up tired after workouts, heheheh.” She gave the Unicorn a knowing glance, which was reciprocated. “Sorry for the bed and the, uh, wall, by the way.” She gave out an awkward look at the damaged furniture, and Sunset simply shrugged. She was getting used to this.
Before Limestone took a decisive bite from her pancake, her gaze was drawn to one of the walls.
“Dang, you got pictures of my sisters up here?” She questioned, narrowing her eyes. There were indeed multiple pictures of Sunset and Pinkie attending parties, bars, and all sorts of gatherings, sometimes even accompanied by the Princess of Friendship, and aside from that, a couple of pictures of Maud and the Paladin in different caves, doing busy work or posing idly for the camera, one or two even with Pinkie present.
“Pinkie started hanging them up– Then I started doing it by myself too.” She spoke, absentmindedly, nodding towards the old camera on her desk.
“Heh. This one is cute.” Limestone pointed at a particular one. It was a library, in which Sunset and the Princess of Friendship were seemingly studying together, closely inspecting the same book, alone otherwise.
The Paladin gave it a shy glance. “Pinkie snuck a picture when we weren’t looking. …It’s just my job…” It was more than that.
Turning back to her breakfast, the Earth pony shrugged with a smile. “Whatever. Dang, we didn’t take pictures, did we? Maybe next time.”
“Sorry, Lime. One night stand.” With a light chuckle, Sunset didn’t even raise her eyes from the newspaper.
“W-what?! Ah shit!” She brought a flustered hoof to her face, and groaned in anger. “If I knew this was a one time thing, I would have gone for a few more rounds! Shit!”
All Sunset could do is snicker, and shake her head.
“Not fair.” Limestone pouted in anger. “Pinkie and Maud get multiple dates and I only get one? Fuckin’ bullshit.”
“Pinkie and I work in the same castle, and Maud was… Insistent.” She continued to amuse herself. “It is what it is.”
“Sure. It is a load of crap, is what it is.” She groaned, rubbing her own temples. “Well… Back to the rock farm, I guess.”
Finally, Sunset’s eyes abandoned the newspaper, and her focus was fully on Limestone. She had considered this conversation since the previous night, and was unsure if it was even her place to say. “About that…” She tilted her head analytically. “You seem to hate that job– And it seems unfulfilling to you. Are you doing that for the rest of your life?”
“It’s a family business. You wouldn’t understand.” She barked, shrugging.
Sunset ignored that jab, and continued, ignoring any irony that would come from her of all people saying what she was about to say. “If you hate your circumstances, the only pony stopping you from leaving them is you. I think you could do better elsewhere.”
“Hah! That’s a riot.” Dismissing her, the Earth Pony shrugged. “Where?”
“The royal guard, for starters.” She spoke in complete assurance, with a nod of her horn pointing towards the castle beyond their windows.
Limestone was deadpan, surprised for a moment, but then she broke out into a snicker. “Good one. Pinkie didn’t tell me you were a joker.”
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you have a lot of repressed anger, and you are quite strong.” Sunset pointed out with a confident smile. “I think you need an outlet for it.”
“Hey pot. It’s me, kettle.” Limestone tilted her head, with a frown.
Ignoring her, Sunset continued. “And you have a dangerous lack of purpose. You need a healthy routine, training, and social interactions with groups of ponies doing the same thing you are. And what’s more, you’d get to do your part in keeping Equestria safe.”
The words did hit the target efficiently. Limestone blinked a few times, and shot a glance to the castle, considering it.
Then she shook her head. “Pff. As if. I couldn’t hack it. Just a rock farmer, remember?”
“I was an orphan, and I’m now a paladin.” She affirmed strongly. “Don’t underestimate yourself, ever.”
“Still…” Limestone scratched her scalp, feeling a tad uneasy. “I dunno…”
“...Sorry if this seems out of nowhere.” Sunset groaned, with an exhale, shaking her head. “The original Captain of the royal guard resigned and left to continue his work on the Crystal Empire almost a year ago– It’s frustrating to me, ‘cause my job is to look after the princess, his sister, and the royal guard, in its state, feels incompetent and aimless. No guard has risen to the ranks of Captain, and it’s infuriating to be the only pony so determined on protecting the Princess–”
She shut her mouth, blowing air from her nostrils, and centered the conversation.
“--Sorry about that. Politics are infuriating– Let’s get back on topic.” She looked intently at the Earth Pony. “Pinkie left the rock farm to be a bard– Even Maud, who LOVES rocks, left the rock farm to be a caver.” Sunset grinned, tilting her head. “And I know you might resent them for it, but I think you should take it as an example. Why can’t Limestone Pie also find purpose outside of home?”
The Earth pony remained silent, the cogs in her head spinning.
Groaning, Limestone huffed, looking away. “I’d have to disappoint my parents, I guess, if I were gonna try this– Which I’m not saying I will.” She looked back to Sunset. “‘Cause it seems like an ANNOYING amount of effort; And I’m not exactly a fan of politics.”
“I’m not saying this is what you should do for the rest of your life– I'm saying it’s worth trying. Getting better, growing stronger, being better– It’s always an annoying amount of effort… But it’s worth it.” She spoke from experience. And just then, Sunset took that moment to give her last argument, with a grin. “Also, I work in the castle often. If you became a guard, you’d get to see me again.”
“Fuck it, I’m in.”
A twitching, broken, yet functioning construct. An automaton, seemingly resembling a large knight pony armor, somehow managed to reach the balcony of Canterlot Castle where Twilight had been studying.
Sunset scanned the threat briefly. Purple shadows were seeping from the cracks in its armor, it was hollow, animated completely through magic, and yet– It seemed to be entirely unstable.
No more time for analysis. “WATCH IT!” She immediately leapt into action, standing between the Princess and the threat.
Twilight was completely caught off guard, accidentally having knocked several of her books in the tussle.
The helmet of the automaton pried open, or rather, twisted, broke open, as the armor twitched, and several shadow blasts flew towards the paladin, who deflected them with her horn easily.
She took one moment to look back, seeing the Princess, uneasy and hesitating, unsure of what to do. “I’ll pry the chestplate off, you get ready to hit it with a light blast!” The Paladin commanded thoroughly.
And just like that, as if a switch had been flipped, Twilight smiled confidently and readied herself, trusting Sunset implicitly. “R-right!”
Galloping forward with determination, the Paladin dodged the strikes of the automaton fiercely, leaping onto its back, and after a single hoof strike, she began prying the chestplate open with her hooves and magic, revealing the shadows within puppeteering it.
“Now, go!” Sunset bellowed, and Twilight obeyed immediately. Channeling her magic in less than a second, she blasted a powerful, blinding ray of light at the armor, delivering swift destruction upon it, and then some.
Sunset was blasted away with it, nearly falling off of the balcony, quickly recovering with a teleport and a flip.
“O-oh gosh!!!” Twilight ran to her. “I almost blasted you! A-are you okay?!”
“Fine, don’t worry–” Sunset couldn’t help but let out an ironic chuckle, letting out a weary exhale. “That alicorn magic is really something, huh…?” She tried her absolute best to contain any envious undertone in her words.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Twilight came closer, taking a proper look at her Paladin, tilting her head to study her.
“H-hey! My job is to look after you, not the other way around!” The slightest fluster appeared on her face, as she inspected Twilight the same way.
After a brief, awkward silence, where they were both impeccably close to each other, Sunset cleared her throat.
Twilight forced herself to look away, with a light fluster, looking at their defeated opponent.
The broken armor, previously animated by dark magic, now laid devoid of it, crumbled on the floor. Twilight couldn’t help but chuckle, turning her gaze towards the Paladin, smiling warmly. “We make a good team!”
“I guess so, heh.” She shrugged, not giving it another second thought, despite reciprocating the warm smile given to her.
Before anything else, the Princess tilted her head, inspecting Sunset, and asking a personal question. “Sunset… Can you not do light magic?”
The question hit Sunset like a brick to the face– But her surprise vanished quickly; After all, the Princess had always been incredibly clever. “...I can, kind of. It’s not my strong suit, it’s never been.” She absentmindedly looked away. “I knew you could, so I chose to rely on you. Don’t worry, it won’t be a habit– You can count on me for dealing with threats alone, you won’t have to do anything–”
“I like fighting together!” Twilight gave her an assuring smile. “We can make up for what the other lacks, right?”
Once again, surprise, Sunset had nothing to say for a moment, she was simply, once more, surprised by the kindness and humility of the Princess.
Finally, she forced herself to speak with an awkward smile. “Pff… You don’t need me anyway–”
Twilight immediately silenced her with a hoof to her lips and a firm “Nuh uh! None of that. I wouldn’t have this any other way.” She gave the Paladin an assuring smile.
More silence, as Sunset looked away from her, sighing, with a thankful smile.
Stammering, clearing her throat, Twilight fidgeted. “And, um, if you’d like me to teach you how to do light magic properly, I could…?”
Chuckling, she shrugged. It wasn’t a matter of can or can’t. Elemental magic was always a matter of harnessing emotion, and some emotions she struggled with. “Maybe. Let’s take a rain check, and focus on this.” She pointed at the now defeated automaton, and approached it.
Sniffing the air, crouching down, the Princess inspected the now inanimate piece of armor. “Now– How in Equestria did this thing get all the way up here, through the Castle’s defenses…?”
“And why, too?” Sunset did the same, narrowing her eyes. “Actually… I can think of a few reasons.” She turned her gaze to Twilight, worryingly.
Suddenly, shockingly, both of them heard Celestia’s voice behind them. “A vessel of the shadows. No doubt guided by instinct, not directive. It seemed defective, as well…”
“EEP!” Twilight nearly leaped into the air, her wings unfurling themselves, while Sunset got into a battle stance, and immediately relaxed; Still wary.
“Were you–” Sunset coughed, eye twitching, trying to center herself. “Were you watching us the entire time?!”
“No?” Celestia lied poorly, blatantly. She had been watching as soon as the automaton had attacked, unseen, paying close attention to these two.
Clearing her throat, Sunset turned to Twilight, then the automaton, doing her best to ignore the Queen of the Sun. “Okay. This thing came from the air– And it somehow crossed the barrier, I’ll have to get a word in with the department in the castle responsible for magical defense. I swear, security here is getting worse by the day.” She groaned, narrowing her eyes. “U-um. Not a jab on you.” She quickly muttered to the Queen of the Sun.
“An excellent idea, Sunset.” Celestia nodded, with a slight smile. “We may be able to ensure that sneak attacks like this will not happen again, organized or not.”
“Hm.” The Paladin nodded, averting her gaze. “I’m also hoping I’ll get to track down where it came from; Stop the issue at its source.”
“No need.” Celestia shook her head, coming closer to the piece of armor, pointing at a part of it. “See these engravings?”
Twilight, ears twitching, tail flickering, leaned down, almost excited. “Oh My goodness! I’ve seen these before– Those are from the temple of the moon, aren’t they? On the dark side of the Everfree forest…!” Her gaze instinctively led to her Paladin, after all, the last time she had seen these, it was with her.
A shiver went by Sunset’s spine, as her eyes widened, Glaring at the fallen armor. “The temple of the dark side of the moon…!?”
“Indeed…” Celestia spoke, with an underlying tone of regret, nearly unnoticeable.
“I-I didn’t do anything.” Sunset took a worried step back, recoiling from the Queen of the Sun. “I have no idea what this is– it’s not my fault, I promise!”
“N-nopony is saying it is!” Twilight quickly assured her. “You haven’t done anything wrong!”
Celestia let out a mournful exhale. “I am not accusing you of anything, Sunset. Please, breathe…!”
She obeyed, but couldn’t make eye contact, her heart rate rising.
“Now…” Gently, the Queen of the Sun attempted to speak as calmly as possible. “On the time you spent banished there… Did you perhaps hear or feel something that could explain this…?” She pointed at the fallen armor.
Sunset shut her eyes, averting any proximity. “All I know is that the shadows want to take over Equestria, by any means necessary. And they try to do it by finding vessels– Like me...”
“And like Queen Luna…!” Twilight’s eyes widened pensively.
Celestia’s eyes twitched with worry, but then she exhaled, shaking her head. “Let us not concern ourselves with this for now. We are safe, Luna is safe… And you are safe, Sunset.”
The Paladin did not respond, simply looked away.
Twilight let out a nervous laughter, trying to break the ice. “Haha! I’m not worried! The shadows of the moon are going to have to try a lot harder than this guy to beat us!”
“Indeed they are, my student. Excellent work, both of you.” Celestia assured, with a smile.
Clearing her throat, Sunset suppressed her anger poorly, looking at the horizon. “I can’t believe the royal guard didn’t stop this before it reached Twilight. Did they even see it? Unbelievable. You need a captain.” After huffing, she turned away, and began leaving the balcony, realizing her small outburst required her leaving the room immediately. “I, uh, I’m going to check on the department of magical defense now, give them a stern talking to. And I need to check on a recruit in the barracks anyways, so– I’ll see you soon, Princess. Be careful!”
“Y-you too!” Twilight waved with a smile, then turned back to the armor, looking into it. “Okay, um, I think I’ll take this somewhere safer where I can inspect it and study it closer with some of the staff, maybe we can discover more about it?”
Silence. Celestia was watching Sunset leave, lost in thought.
“Um… Queen Celestia?”
Blinking a few times, she shook her head, looking back at her pupil. “Yes! I will accompany you, while your protector is busy. Shall we?” She began levitating the armor with her magic, and Twilight did the same, following along.
There were gears spinning on the Queen of the Sun’s head, thoroughly studying her former student's words and actions, and considering her future, whether she liked it or not– Doing the same for the current student; She paid nearly no mind to the attack of the shadows, and even couldn’t help but ignore Twilight’s current comments on tabloids exploiting the infuriating story regarding her being the newest Princess, and yet, single.
Queen Celestia thought incredibly profoundly, considering multiple things at once.
The royal guard lacked a captain, and seemed to be slacking; Something that needed to be remedied.
The castle and her student might be targets.
Twilight’s paladin was the most devoted and qualified of all defenders in this castle.
Sunset Shimmer and Twilight Sparkle worked incredibly well together.
And above all, Celestia wanted her daughter back.
Slowly, but surely, those ideas began aligning in her head.
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Pinkie Pie,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Sunset Shimmer,Twilight Sparkle,Alternate Universe,Comedy,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Paladin Shimmer goes on a bender
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Here’s advice: Before you pledge your blade to the Unicorn that saved you from shadows and the evil hold they had on you, ask her who she works for.
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complete
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<p>Sunset Shimmer failed as a pupil of Celestia– The shadows took advantage of her ambitions and the darkness within, and twisted her into a demon.</p><p>…And then Twilight Sparkle, saved her. If only she had known Twilight was the newest pupil of Celestia, her <i>replacement,</i> the living proof of all her failures, <i>before</i> she made a paladin pledge to serve and protect her as a life debt.</p><p>A conflict of interest, there. Her guilt, her shame, and her regrets, direct her to be as far away from her past as possible. And her debt to Twilight, her desire to repay her for being saved by her, and even her admiration to her replacement keep her close from all of the things that make her feel weak.</p><p>…And now that Twilight became an Alicorn, she realizes she needs a fucking break.</p><hr/><p><i>This is an illegitimate prequel to the </i><a href="/story/553038/the-princess-and-the-peasant" rel="nofollow"><i>Princess and the Peasant</i></a><i>, due to it being set on the same universe, but at an earlier time frame to that fic! Though it's only a prequel, it's not fully related to that story, barely, even, as you might expect. There will be few references, but it's very much a stepping stone to more being done on that universe!</i></p>
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teen
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2024-08-02T00:30:13+00:00
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2024-08-17T00:07:27+00:00
| 431 |
The Canterlot skyline was gorgeous from many places at night– But it was especially beautiful from the perspective of the castle, and from it, one of the best points of view was the garden.
The city felt godlike– It felt indeed like a home for Princesses, Queens, Alicorns, if not gods. And the way that the lights of the city reflected off of the clouds on a rainy night was beautiful, like a fog of light.
And lucky for the two of them, the rain was barely a drizzle– Incredibly faint, and with barely any wind. It wasn’t enough to damp, or even to make them colder.
Conversing with Marble Pie had been surprisingly insightful. After all, the shy Earth Pony didn’t say a word, rather communicated through sign language and gestures.
Something that allowed Sunset to not only be earnest, but open, with no fear of her secrets or even insecurities being pointlessly gossiped, or even her trust being broken.
And Marble was worthy of that trust.
“Yeah… She said I was ‘destined for greatness’. I was… Ten years old, so of course I believed it… …Because I wanted it to be true. It was everything. A little orphan, coming from nothing, being capable of raising the sun– Wouldn’t that be everything?” Sunset muttered, with her gaze listless on the skyline, grimacing with suppressed mourning.
Marble regarded her with genuine pity, not misguided, the kind that was directed from an outside, unbiased perspective, meaning it was much easier for the Paladin to accept. Regarding the unicorn, she made a few signs and gestures.
Sunset looked attentively, then exhaled, with an ironic chuckle. “...No, I don’t think she was lying. But that only makes it worse, doesn’t it?– Because it means… All my endless failings are on me.”
Letting out a sorrowful sigh, Marble adjusted her hair, a nervous habit usually, but this time, one she did as she mustered what could help make Sunset feel better.
“--Ah! I know what you’re about to say.” The Paladin let out an ironic grin, stopping her from gesturing. “It’s not your fault! You’re not so bad!’ It’s… It’s okay, really. I know my place in the world now. I got what I deserved. Well… Most of what I deserved.” She thought she deserved much worse. Twilight wouldn’t let her.
Marble made one, single, determined sign in response to that.
“No I don’t.” She shook her head, and then corrected, assuring her. “But it’s okay. Really. I’m… Fine.” She lied bitterly, but convincingly. “I learned, through the business end of my current employer, that there’s no such thing as destiny. Not for me. And I don’t deserve better.”
Shaking her head quietly, marble turned her gaze to the city skyline, thinking, for a moment. Then she turned back to Sunset, making a few gestures.
“She’s good… She’s really good. I mean it.” And she did. “She’s incredibly fit for the role– She’ll do great in it, too. I guess that’s one reason why it was easy to accept my fucking circumstances. ‘Cause my replacement proved, on day one, when she crushed me, that she was better.”
Marble gave her a worried glance.
“It’s complicated, sorry– She saved me from being possessed by shadow forces and being turned into a demon, it was a whole thing. And by doing so she also proved that she was stronger than me– And she was the first fight I lost, too.” She shrugged, averting the pain of those memories. “So yeah. Like I said. Twilight is better. She… She earned those wings.” The words were earnest, even if laced with mournful envy.
Scooting over a bit clumsily, Marble hugged her, barely a squeeze. Sunset accepted it awkwardly, giving her a pat on the back. “Um. It’s… Okay?”
Sighing, The Earth Pony backed away, and made a few gestures towards her, distinctive and decisive.
“Well… I’m sticking around, because she asked me to. I have an oath– It’s a paladin thing. I don’t have anywhere else to go– But that could be seen as a relief, frankly. If you have nowhere to go, you have everywhere to go… Y’know?” She shrugged, with a weary smile.
Blowing raspberries was all that Marble could do to make light of the moment, a moment she herself was feeling even more than Sunset.
“Your sister Maud actually asked me to run away with her. Can you believe it?” Snickering, the Unicorn leaned on the railing, feeling the drizzle. “It was a bit weird, but also sweet. Leaving all this behind doesn’t seem so bad, most days. Your sisters are weird. But It’s… Nice to be wanted, I guess.”
Marble’s eyes were incredibly widened, and her jaw dropped. She had to process that statement for a bit before she gestured again.
The motions immediately brought a chuckle out of Sunset. “If I had said yes, I wouldn’t be here, would I? Heh!” Then she turned to her, while still leaning on the railing. “...I think I’m done talking about me. Boring subject anyways.” She spoke in a slight joking tone.
And naturally, Marble couldn’t help but giggle.
“What? I’m boring! The first failed pupil of Celestia, who turned into a demon and is now the Princess of Friendship’s personal bodyguard, is boring!” She affirmed with an even more jokey tone, one even she couldn’t help but chuckle from, and Marble followed suit.
After the laughter subsided, they simply sat in comfortable silence, bathed both by the light drizzle and the lights of the city.
“You’re a good listener, Marble Pie.” She chuckled ironically. “Of course I’d only start talking about personal shit with a mare that literally doesn’t talk.”
Marble simply giggled some more, and shrugged.
“I can trust you, right? I don’t want my personal laundry being spread out there. I don’t need anypony knowing me more than they do now.” She asked, and Marble gave her a confident, trustworthy nod.
“Good.” She blew raspberries, and stretched, thinking to herself. “...Most ponies just act like they’re the protagonists of their own stories, you know? Love hearing the sound of their own voices. So I usually just let them talk.” She mulled over, looking into the distance. “It’s easy, you know? To say nothing. Be quiet. Unseen. forgotten… In the background.”
Marble agreed completely. It was a life she lived, after all. Quietly, she shuffled closer, with her look changing to concern once more. “After everything I did, sometimes I wish everyone I hurt could just forget about me.” Sunset exhaled, shaking her head. “It’d make running away a lot easier. Nothing to leave behind. Or maybe I could just get a do-over on all this shit…”
Marble assured her by placing her hoof on Sunset’s own, and simply gave her a concerned smile.
Sunset cleared her throat, and shook her head. “What about you? I kind of convinced Limestone to join the royal guard. Maybe we’ll even see her patrol tonight, actually. What are your plans for… life?” She felt a bit ashamed for asking such an open, difficult question.
Her expression changed multiple times, first of annoyance, then worry, then resignation. She made a few signs towards Sunset, who looked attentively.
“Sorry– Yeah, that’s rough. I can imagine it’s difficult getting work with your condition…!” She grimaced, shaking her head. “No wonder you stuck around in the rock farm…! Sorry.”
Nodding with a look of shame, she made a few more motions.
“O-oh shit. Did I pry? I’m so sorry for taking your sister away from you–” She was stopped with a gentle hoof to the mouth, a simple ‘let me finish’ motion.
With a small, assuring smile, Marble made several motions.
Sunset exhaled, shaking her head. “Aw, c’mon. You weren’t a crutch for Limestone– She just wanted to take care of you. That’s what big sisters are meant to do, right?”
Giving a reluctant nod, she continued her motions.
“Okay, well… I guess she does deserve to live her own life…!” She scratched the back of her own head, hesitantly. “...But what about you? I don’t want to have made you be all alone out there…”
Slowly, she shrugged, and made tired gestures.
“Pff. Parents. Sure…” Sunset shrugged to herself, tilting her head in exhaustion.
More silence, not uncomfortable, either. They simply enjoyed the light rain.
Sunset shot a brief glance behind her. The castle towered above them, with its many lights and beauty, past the gorgeous gardens.
Her mind wandered, but she reigned it in.
“...Do you want a job here?”
Marble’s eyes widened in surprise, and she tilted her head.
Giving her an assuring smile, she spoke gently. She didn’t want to push it nearly as much as she had with Limestone. “I’m just saying; I’m friends with the Princess. I’m certain there would be some kind of position you could fill, if you wanted it. You’d still get to be close to two of your sisters too– Well, until Pinkie moves on to her next gig.”
Blushing a little, Marble fidgeted with her hair pensively.
“Well, I don’t want to piss off your parents. Sorry– I was just…” Sunset couldn’t help but chuckle. “Nevermind. If you ever want something here, you can just ask me, but don’t worry about it, no pressure. I don’t want to push it.”
She was in a privileged position, and she wasn’t born in it. Uplifting others felt good.
“I mean. If you did get a job here, you’d get to see me more. Just saying.” She grinned, tilting her head.
That was a solid argument, and it had its implications, making Marble fluster and nod quietly, still thinking about it.
“Well… Whatever you decide, it was nice to meet you. Pinkie was right– This whole nonsense wasn’t so bad.” She shrugged, with a warm smile, and Marble giggled, nodding.
Sunset’s ears twitched, and she looked back. “A guard’s coming. Follow me.”
Blinking in shock, Marble quickly stopped her, making a few gestures. “Well yeah, we could just talk to them– But technically we’re both civilians. Isn’t it funner to sneak around? C’mon, climb on my back.”
Flustered, hesitantly, Marble made quick gestures. “No, you weigh like a couple of grapes. You’ve gotta eat better– Hold tight!”
With swiftness yet silence, Sunset moved through the gardens, hedges and trees, and decisively climbed atop one of the trees, all while ensuring that Marble was safely clinging to her.
They were covered by the foliage and comfortably resting on the branches, as they watched the guard move below them, none the wiser.
And as soon as he reached the railing of the gardens, he simply lounged, even removing his helmet, leaning forward, relaxed.
“Unbelievable.” Sunset whispered, shaking her head with a frown. “He’s not even here on patrol. He’s just slacking!”
Marble couldn’t help but giggle softly, and with a decisive motion, Sunset gently placed in the sturdier branches. “Wait here, will you? I’ll be back, I’ve got to teach this idiot a lesson.”
Nodding quietly, Marble made herself comfortable.
Sunset, despite wearing armor, was as silent as a whisper. She landed on the grass without a peep, and quickly cast a spell, one that enveloped her in darkness.
From an outside perspective, it’d be easy to believe she became invisible, but to those that were watching intently, Sunset briefly became a shadow herself, and moved forward like one, towards the guard.
Noticeably, she took cover behind a potted plant, and with it, she was incredibly close to the guard.
Her voice was warped. It was dark. A chill was brought with it, as she whispered. “Don’t you have somewhere to be?”
The guard yelped, looking back, and seeing nothing, frantically shooting glances all around him, to the shadows of the garden, unable to see where the whisper had come from. “W-who’s there?!”
No response, just more darkness.
Sweating, shivering, he waited no longer, and galloped towards the castle in fear.
Leaving the shadows, Sunset returned to her form, and groaned. “Unbelievable. That scaredy cat left his helmet!!”
A delighted giggle came from the tree above her, and she exhaled. “Whatever. Lesson taught, let’s see if he learns it. This royal guard is in shambles, I swear…”
She sat at the foot of the tree, and readied herself. “Jump! It’s okay, I’ll catch you.”
Marble left only a few seconds of hesitation, and then simply trusted her.
And that trust was not misplaced.
Holding her bridal style, Sunset placed her down gently. “Well, that was fun, heh.” She was met with a flustered nod, and a smile.
“The rain is picking up– I can take you home, if you want. I’ve had my fill of trespassing for the night.”
Marble quickly shook her head, and poked the Paladin’s chestplate.
“Oh?” Sunset’s eyebrows shot up in confusion. “Me? Huh?”
More flustered, quiet, simple gestures.
“Oh. My home. Okay then.” She smiled, and leaned forward for a gentle kiss.
Marble was woken up incredibly gently, with a quiet nudge and her name being called. She stretched, yawned, and sat up on Sunset’s bed.
“Hey– Sorry to wake you. I’ve got to go to work.” She spoke almost in a whisper, helping Marble sit up. “You can stick around for as long as you need– There’s breakfast in the fridge, and I've got a fruit bowl, if you want.”
There was a natural fluster that came from being treated so right. She nodded silently, with a smile, and kissed Sunset on the cheek.
She made quiet gestures, and finished pointing at her directly.
With a delighted sigh, Sunset chuckled. “Sorry, Marble… I’m not girlfriend material. The shit I told you last night is just the tip of the iceberg of my baggage– And I’m way too busy with my job nowadays, anyway. …You deserve better.”
With a disappointed sigh, the Earth pony nodded, resigned, but still pleased. The unicorn helped her from out of the bed, and made her way to the kitchen.
With a soft, amused gasp, Marble tapped the wall, drawing Sunset’s attention, to several pictures hung up in the walls.
“Yep! That’s your sisters– Pinkie convinced me to start taking some pictures of my day to day things. I’m glad I got that picture of Limestone wearing guard armor for the first time. She looks embarrassed, but it looks good on her, doesn’t it?” She let out quiet laughter, and Marble agreed with an amused nod.
“Okay, work time. Feel free to leave whenever you want– I’ll see you around.”
Marble stopped her on her tracks, and made a few gestures.
She smiled warmly, with a nod, before turning. “Yeah. I wouldn’t mind doing this again sometime.” Grinning, Sunset came closer, giving her a goodbye kiss.
“Is that what you’re wearing for Nightmare Night?” Twilight raised an eyebrow, with a slight smile.
“W-what? It’s just my armor! It works as a costume, doesn’t it?” Sunset was almost offended.
“Pff sure, but you always wear that, hihi.” The giggling was involuntary, they knew each other’s quirks well, at this point.
“And because of it, I’m always safe from attacks and any incoming threats. You’re welcome.” She huffed, her tail whipping about.
“Well, do you like my costume?” She showcased it proudly, with a smile.
“Starswirl the bearded– Well put together, I appreciate the detail you put in the hat shape, heh.” She nodded with a smirk– Twilight looked adorable; The choice itself of costume was utterly captivating, if not only because it was so cute.
With a shocked smile, Twilight could help but prance around her paladin. “FINALLY! Somepony gets my costume! Sheesh!!”
“Foals these days ought to study more.” Sunset huffed, forcing her gaze away from the Princess, who was continuing her adorable display of joy. “Though I don’t know why you’d choose to dress as him, you’re stronger in magic and talent than he was, anyways.” She shrugged, and made her way to the door. “Shall we, Princess?”
Twilight stood perfectly still, jaw dropped, with a slight fluster. What Sunset had previously stated meant a lot more to her than it did to the Paladin. An immense compliment, thrown around like it was nothing.
“C’mon, we’ve got festivities to go to, right?” Sunset tilted her head with a smile.
They left the library together, and entered the streets of Ponyville, enjoying the festivities and the reverie together.
The night proceeded as any festivity in Ponyville usually would, with joy and reverie, and not much to worry. Pinkie joined them as they went around greeting the townsfolk, playing games, enjoying themselves, and all seemed well…
…Until the Queen of the Night decided to make a surprise visit, for the first time in a millennia, making the evening a lot more interesting.
“How are you holding up?” Hours of eventful readjusting had passed, and Luna was now currently alone, on a rooftop, surveying the festivities; And Sunset couldn’t help but visit. “I remember when I came back after my two year exile… It wasn’t pretty.”
“I’ve seen your dreams; I know that is the case. I believe there are pros and cons that Nightmare Moon did not have bat wings and claws like you– But a thousand years of this infamy does not help. But I am holding up fine.” She lied, with suppressed anger.
“That bad, huh…?” She lounged next to the Queen of the night, giving her a worried glance. “Look. I know they fear you… But you’re a Queen. You’re invaluable to this world– And they will forgive you. They need you! Equestria needs you.”
It was a strange sight, to see Luna pout. “A thousand years for this disdain. I feel robbed– My sister, beloved, and me, feared…”
Sunset was about to speak up, but was silenced by a single wing gesture. “No. Do not worry– I am aware it is not my sister’s fault– it is mine. I am the one that submitted to the shadows. I’m the one that allowed bitterness and jealousy to guide my heart, all those centuries ago.”
Feeling a sting, the Paladin groaned, leaning on the rooftop, looking at the festivities of the town ahead. “I know we keep saying it every time you see my dreams but– Wow, we’re similar.”
“Painfully so.” Luna let out an exhale, shaking her head. “It is fortunate that you came here to talk to me, Sunset Shimmer.” She nodded calmly. “Truth to be told, I do not want to sulk– I must talk with you about a subject only you and I will truly understand.”
Naturally, with a light shiver, Sunset nodded quietly, knowing exactly what this was about. “...The forces of shadows, right?”
“Indeed. The dark side of the moon.” Luna nodded sternly. “They are not done with you nor I– it is just the beginning. In fact, I believe that for now, it is safer if we do not discuss this in your dreams. After all… They may be listening.”
“Fine by me. I’m not a fan of you constantly swooping in on my worst moments, anyway.” Sunset shrugged.
“Those nightmares do not define you, Sunset.” She spoke almost soothingly. “In fact– As I return to my duties of dreamwalking, I want to assure you, you will not suffer from them again.”
“...How so?”
“From now on… I will not only be a dream walker. I will be a nightmare eater.” She spoke solemnly, beholding the horizon.
A moment of silence passed, where Sunset simply nodded, and then couldn’t help it. “Fuck, that sounds cool.”
“It does, does it not?” Luna let out the shortest giddy laughter, then returned to her stern demeanor. “Ahem. You may suspect the nature of your nightmares, as well. I believe the shadows continued reaching out to you, even after your freedom…”
“That’d explain a lot. It was how they first turned me into that thing– But now they’re just tormenting me for kicks, I guess–” She snarled, then shook her head. “Whatever. I can take it. I’d rather die than go back.”
“As would I.” Luna affirmed without hesitation. “But know that I will keep you safe from the shadow’s nightmarish influence from now on– In fact, I will do so for all of Equestria.”
Looking up to her, she couldn’t help but smile. “Awesome. I’m looking forward to seeing how the kingdom changes under your influence.”
“Indeed… I only hope it will be positive…” She affirmed, with a weary smile. “But still– I am concerned, for I have no idea what the shadows could have in store next. But I have fears– And presumptions.”
“Twilight Sparkle.” Sunset muttered, while watching her princess from the crowd with concern. She, in the crowd, was simply having a fun night with friends, none the wiser. “I think they might target her.”
“Indeed– The newly ascended Princess may seem like an easy, and incredibly powerful vessel…” She shared the concern, with a grimace.
Letting out a sigh, Sunset shook her head. “I’m not worried. Twilight Sparkle is incorruptible; I'm absolutely certain. But I’ll still be here to protect her if she needs it.”
“That sets me more at ease.” Luna spoke earnestly, and gave her a warm smile. “It is quite likely she may already be targeted… So I will be looking into her dreams when I can, ensuring that all is well. ”
“Then I’m not worried. I also don’t think you’re in danger, either.” She smiled confidently, pointing at the alicorn of the night. “You’re back, you have your family, and you have a good routine– You won’t kneel to the forces of darkness again, I’m sure of it. You’re right where you’re needed.”
Luna smiled warmly, sharing that confidence. “All that you have said to me applies to you, Sunset Shimmer. Equestria needs you too.”
“Pff, sure.” She shrugged, not believing it for a second. “I’m going back to the party now. Want to come with?”
“Give me a few moments.” Luna frowned at the night, stretching, exhaling.
“Yeah.” She stated plainly, readying herself to leap down, but then stopped, turning to the alicorn again. “Hey, Queen Luna? …I’m glad you got a second chance like me. I’m glad I got to meet you.”
“I share that joy, little one.” She gave Sunset a kind nod.
With a quick grimace, the unicorn let out a shudder, and a chuckle. “Ugh, don’t call me that, you sound Like Celestia, heh…!”
Shrugging, Luna stood, ready to take flight. "Indeed. Celestia has been helping me get acquainted with rule. It has been a taxing and integral learning process, but I am... Happy to be here."
"Good to know!" Sunset gave her a nod, “So, I’m going–”
“Halt. One last thing.” She tapped her hoof on the roof.
The Paladin tilted her head with expectation.
“Your mother misses you. She attempted to be guarded with her feelings, but she’s as bad at it as you are.” She spoke sternly, looking through the unicorn.
Sunset had to take a few moments to recover, and then hand a quick response. “I’m not her daughter. I don’t get to be, okay? Not after everything. We’re done. We’ve been done for years. Goodbye.”
And with that quick, anger filled response, she leapt away into the party, ignoring any comment the Queen of the night would have made.
She shook her head firmly, with an exhale, speaking at no one. “You are not done with your family, Sunset. And we are not done with you.”
“Oof! I am party-pooped!” Pinkie proclaimed, with a stretch, and a yawn. The feathers in her costume were nearly all fallen at this point, but she still perfectly imitated the occasional mannerisms of a chicken, stopping only to fiddle with an instrument on occasion.
The streets were nearly fully clear now, most of the residents of Ponyville had already returned to their homes, and the lights of the night had dimmed even further.
With a stretch, Sunset addressed both The Bard and the Princess, whose costume had already gotten a bit weary from the festivities as well. “So, are we taking the last train to Canterlot, or sleeping in the library again?”
Before the Princess could reply, Pinkie stepped in. “Sorry! But I’m going my own way tonight. You two are gonna be missing a bard for a few months, but we’ll see each other again! I promise!”
“You’re quitting being the royal jester?” Sunset’s eyes widened. “Seriously?”
Twilight giggled, and waved her fake beard around. “Oh, she’s done this before, when you weren’t around yet, Sunset. It’s a temporary job!”
“Indeedy, Princeezy!” Pinkie nodded along, strumming on a harp. “I’m a free bird! And a Bird Bard’s gotta fly!”
Still giggling, the Princess waved a hoof at her while looking at Sunset. “This is about that ‘legend’ thing she keeps yapping about, remember? She’s off to look for one!”
“Oh. That whole schtick.” The Paladin couldn’t help but chuckle. “Pink, you know that you’re looking for a needle in a haystack, right? There’s not going to be an epic adventure waiting for you around the corner, it’s all smoke and mirrors–”
“Shushshhshush.” Pinkie brought a hoof to the unicorn's lips, silencing her. “I’ll smell it when I see it, Sunsun. And I got a feeling an epic journey regarding love and violence is afoot!!” She affirmed giddily. Then placing her instrument away, she came a little closer. “You knoooooow you could come with me. You do really well in a party– And I mean that both as in ‘party of adventurers’ and ‘party party’.” Her glance got almost flirtatious, and Sunset didn't catch it.
“No thanks. I’ve still got a job, remember? But I’ll see you around, Pink. We’re gonna miss you.” She spoke earnestly, with a smile.
“She’s absolutely right!” Twilight nodded with glee. “You’re welcome back anytime, Pinkie!”
“Awww, thanks guys! Bring it in!” She embraced them on one of her trademark Pinkie hugs, and squeezed, of which the Princess made a few pained sounds, and Sunset could swear she could hear her armor crumpling.
After undoing from the hug, the Bard addressed the Paladin directly, and closely. “Thanks for taking such good care of me and my sisters Sunsun… You’re the best!”
“Don’t mention–” Time nearly froze, her adrenaline spiked more than it did in combat.
Because in an excruciating nearly infinite moment, she noticed Pinkie leaning forward for a goodbye kiss.
Lightning fast, Sunset placed a hoof between their mouths, and lightly shoved the bard away, taking only half of a second to shoot a glance to Twilight, who was sitting directly next to them, looking at the entire scene in a confused, analytical gaze.
Her heartbeat rose even faster as she continued to deflect the Bard’s affection. “Pink. What are you doing.”
“Goodbye kiss! What does it look like?” Her giggle was half muffled by Sunset’s hoof.
The silence was excruciating. A brief glance showed Twilight tilting her head, analyzing the scene with an almost glare, and Sunset couldn’t place why she felt so incredibly nervous, but she acted on it.
It was unprofessional to do this in front of your boss, after all. Wasn’t it?
“Sorry, but no, we’re done.” She spoke, not coldly, but rather desperately.
“Done with what?” Twilight finally asked, narrowing her eyes.
The Earth Pony wouldn’t let the unicorn answer. “It was just a little fling, you don’t have to be all serious and broody about it, Sunsun!” Pinkie giggled to herself, shrugging. “There’s no hard feelings, we all had fun! My sisters will all move on eventually!”
Sunset was sweating, and she didn’t know why. She felt worse than if she was surrounded by fifty enemies– Her heart was pounding furiously.
“Ahem, anyways!” Pinkie clapped her hooves together giddily. “I’m getting started on my new journey tonight! So I’ll be going, my friends! Thank you for the memories, both of you! Especially you, Sunset. Hihi!”
For once, the unicorn was the one blushing of embarrassment.
And with it, the Earth Pony began studying the paladin with her gaze. “Why are you so jumpy, all of a sudden? It’s no hard feelings, really!”
She caught Sunset’s flustered, weary, sweaty gaze quickly shooting to Twilight.
And with it, her own eyes widened. Those two. Sunset being nervous.Twilight not knowing. Sunset’s devotion to the Princess despite her lack of need to be with her. “Hm. Okay. I am beginning to have an idea. I am beginning to think thoughts. And they are about–”
Sunset quickly stepped forward. “You should be getting going into your new journey, right? It’s late, you might as well get some pep in your step hahaha!!” She commanded, still just as nervous.
“Hihi, you’re right! Gotta get going!” Pinkie flipped on her heels, and began bouncing away. “Bye bye, you two!”
Attempting to remain cordial and comprehensive, Twilight asked a question, and it wouldn’t be the last of the night. “Wait! Where are you even going?”
Pinkie shrugged, with a skip on her step. “I dunno! I’ll see where the wind takes me– And I have a good feeling, this time. I think I’m getting my legend…!”
She waited no longer, and hopped into the nightly road, leaving the other two to only the sound of crickets and the last movement on the small town.
“So, um…” Twilight turned to her Paladin, with a puzzled expression, and a nervous smile. “...Fling?”
“It’s nothing!” The words came out of Sunset immediately, but then she shook her head and tried speaking normally. “It’s stupid. You know how I’ve been a bit more absent on some days, since Nightmare Moon…?”
At this point, the Princess was already piecing it together, and she simply nodded quietly.
Sunset didn’t even know why she was sweating so much, but she was. “Well, uh… Pinkie suggested I go in a bunch of flings– With her included– So I wound up doing that. With, uh, all of her sisters, too. Several times.”
A slight flustered appeared in Twilight’s face, as she connected the dots. “...Oh!”
“Sorry. I did say it’s stupid.” Sunset scratched herself with even more nerves “I’ll stop doing stuff like that, if that’s what you want–”
“I never said that! Why would I say that? Haha! I don’t own you!” Twilight responded frantically, shaking her head so fiercely that it nearly made the fake beard detach, and the bells in the hat jingled strongly.
Awkward silence, one instigated by completely unknown emotions to the two of them.
“...Sunset. Are you happy? You seem happy these past few days…!” Twilight asked softly, while fidgeting.
“I guess I am, haha. Kind of! A little bit?” She responded just as nervously, filled with uncertainty.
“Okay. Good.” Twilight let out a thankful exhale. “I much prefer this to you running away. So… Keep doing whatever you want…?” The nervous smile betrayed her, but Sunset didn’t catch it. “I mean… I don’t own you. Of course you’d do stuff like this. Why wouldn’t you?”
With the most nervous smile, Sunset forced herself to speak “...And that would really be okay?”
“Why wouldn’t it be?!” Twilight forced a reply all the same, with almost anger in her tone.
Crickets.
For almost a full minute they did not move, nor say a word.
Twilight, whose mind was racing, finally forced words out of herself, with another dangerous question. “...What else have you been doing?”
Sunset had no idea why she felt the anxiety she felt, but she was blessed to be saved by outside forces.
A magically driven carriage came tumbling down from the hills and barreling through town, and with it, the Paladin leapt into action, grabbing hold of its side and freezing the wheels in place with the magic, something Twilight mirrored in the other side before the carriage could hurt anyone or crash into a house, stopping it in its tracks.
Angrily, Sunset knocked on the side of the carriage, internally delighted to change the subject. “Hey, come out now– You nearly crashed into a house with your reckless driving!”
No response, except for angry, muffled yelling from inside the carriage.
“I told you we’re already too late for Nightmare Night! We can’t do our show if everypony’s asleep– What you did was serious reckless driving!!”
“The great and powerful™ Trixie does NOT MISS SHOWS!!”
Twilight groaned, approaching Sunset, nudging her to relax. “It’s okay, you can stand down, I know these ponies, they’re Starlight and Trixie.”
“Starlight and–” Sunset’s eyes widened, with a huff. “You mean the two idiots that got consumed by magic and you had to beat down like, years ago?!”
Twilight giggled to herself, shaking her head. “Starlight is not an idiot, and they’re not so bad–”
The door of the carriage slammed open, and the fabled Trixie Lulamoon rolled out of it clumsily, frantically looking around. “Good evening, Ponyville!! Who’s ready for our Nightmare Night Spectacular™?!?!”
Crickets.
“Aw horsefeathers, fiddlesticks, FUCK!” Trixie whimpered to herself, groaning.
“Hi, Trixie.” Twilight spoke with the least amount of energy possible, frowning.
“Twilight Sparkle!” Trixie immediately gained a shit eating grin. “Are you dressing up as me for Nightmare Night? If so, I would like royalties.”
The Princess did not have the chance to reply bitterly or angrily before Starlight Glimmer leapt out of the carriage, silencing her magician girlfriend. “See, Trixie!?! I told you, Nightmare Night is over, we missed it!” Her gaze scanned the environment, and she smiled. “Hi Twilight! It’s very nice to see you again!”
Twilight’s demeanor shifted to friendly again. “Hi, Starlight! I trust you’re keeping Trixie on the straight and narrow?”
Trixie, who was no longer restrained nor silenced, once again got smug. “Oh, there is nothing straight about me, Twilight Snarkle.”
“Yep! I’ve been doing my very best!” Starlight proclaimed proudly. “It’s been good to us, being on the road. How about you? Princess now, eh? How’s that going for you?” She asked with a tone akin to gossip.
“And who’s this hottie next to you?” Trixie perked up, almost growling. “It’s very unlike Twilight Sparkle to spend time with attractive people–”
“Her NAME is SUNSET SHIMMER!” Twilight couldn’t contain her annoyance any longer. “And she’s my bodyguard!! So don’t try anything or she’s going to fold you like a pretzel!”
Sunset almost burst out laughing, this was the first time she had ever seen the Princess like this, making threats on her behalf, no less.
“Relaaaaaax Twiggle.” Trixie shrugged, with that same smug grin. “Is it so bad to want to get acquainted with your friend's friends?” This was absolutely not her intent, as she approached the Paladin.
Using the ‘friendship’ card was a low blow, one Twilight felt indignation over, but had to accept.
“Hello, hottie.” Trixie addressed the Paladin with a grin. “Nice costume! What bet did you lose to have to be stuck to Princess sourpuss over here?”
Sunset’s glare immediately made the Magician shrivel up. “I’m here because I want to. Don’t test me.”
Starlight, who was unaffected, approached her with a friendly smile. “It’s nice to meet you! I’m glad Twilight has somepony looking after her– Especially now that she’s Princess!”
Twilight nearly stepped between them, with a nervous laughter, wanting to be alone with her Paladin again. “It is a very big responsibility for the both of us, but we’re up to the challenge! So, were you two leaving…?!”
Starlight nearly put Trixie on a chokehold, with her embrace. “Oh, we were! Trixie messed up our schedule, so we don’t have a show tonight. What do you say, Trix? Want to find a bar and get some drinks?”
“Drinks?” Sunset perked up, with ears twitching.
“I suppose we may as well!” Trixie pouted, with a groan. “I need consolation before we’re back on the road. Come, my great and powerful™ apprentice/girlfriend! Let us leave this little town. Bars here suck.”
Slowly, they made motions to get back on the carriage, Starlight forcing Trixie to pick up items that had broken or rolled through the door.
“Ahem. Nevermind them, Sunset.” Twilight affirmed, nudging her, pointing to the other side of town. “Let’s make ourselves comfortable in the library again! I still want to finish the conversation we were having before they barreled through it.”
Sunset felt as if there was an archer taking aim at her, from the shadows. Her nerves spiked once more, and she shot a quick glance to the side, looking for any way to avoid the conversation they were having.
And she found it.
“Can I go drinking with those two?” She asked quickly, pointing to the two unicorns that had stopped arguing or even cleaning, and were now making out.
“Wh– Why?! What? Really?!” Twilight felt revolted, huffing, groaning.
“It seems like it’ll be fun…?” Sunset lied poorly, nervously, sweating.
Twilight pouted, her face reddening, and didn’t reply.
“Um, I think it will be a good exercise in friendship if I get to know your past enemies, since I'm one, too.” Sunset spoke, almost robotically, rehearsed.
And again, there it was, the friendship card being used against the princess of friendship.
She groaned, huffing, and simply nodded. “Fine– Of course you can go– I don’t own you!”
“Great! Thanks! Be safe!” Sunset spoke, nearly immediately dashing away from her responsibilities.
The two unicorns, who were still stalling before hopping back on the carriage, welcomed her with open arms and glee.
And soon enough, Twilight Sparkle was alone in the night once more.
Crickets, flustering, and annoyance.
She huffed, turning around, tail flicking about as she made her way to the library.
“I’m not her boss! I don’t own her! She can do whatever she wants! It’s not like I want her all to myself every waking hour and also sleeping hour of my days!”
She muttered to herself, alone in the night, unaware she was being watched.
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Paladin Shimmer goes on a bender
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Here’s advice: Before you pledge your blade to the Unicorn that saved you from shadows and the evil hold they had on you, ask her who she works for.
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<p>Sunset Shimmer failed as a pupil of Celestia– The shadows took advantage of her ambitions and the darkness within, and twisted her into a demon.</p><p>…And then Twilight Sparkle, saved her. If only she had known Twilight was the newest pupil of Celestia, her <i>replacement,</i> the living proof of all her failures, <i>before</i> she made a paladin pledge to serve and protect her as a life debt.</p><p>A conflict of interest, there. Her guilt, her shame, and her regrets, direct her to be as far away from her past as possible. And her debt to Twilight, her desire to repay her for being saved by her, and even her admiration to her replacement keep her close from all of the things that make her feel weak.</p><p>…And now that Twilight became an Alicorn, she realizes she needs a fucking break.</p><hr/><p><i>This is an illegitimate prequel to the </i><a href="/story/553038/the-princess-and-the-peasant" rel="nofollow"><i>Princess and the Peasant</i></a><i>, due to it being set on the same universe, but at an earlier time frame to that fic! Though it's only a prequel, it's not fully related to that story, barely, even, as you might expect. There will be few references, but it's very much a stepping stone to more being done on that universe!</i></p>
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Sensations spread through her as soon as she regained consciousness.
Pounding headache. Sore body. Dry throat. General exhaustion.
Sunset didn’t yet fully awake before she began shuffling. She felt her own sheets, her own mattress, and had little to no recollection of the night before. The textures told her she was in her apartment, but they weren’t enough to justify other sensations.
Consciousness came knocking as even with eyes closed she could see Sunlight bathing her room. That was her first reason to panic– Had her alarm not rung, or did she sleep through it?
Immediately after, her ears twitched. Noises from the kitchen– Someone was making breakfast, and the scent implied they weren’t very good at it. Her head shot up as she forced herself to rise from the pounding headache, sore body, and–
Final, and biggest reason to panic. She heard mumblings right next to her in bed; And not just that, there was a pony clinging to her side.
"Ladies and…. Gentlebwuh… Prepare to be amazed…!"
Her eyes widened, her adrenaline spiked and she felt both immense anger and panic. Trixie Lulamoon was sleeping in her bed.
“TRIXIE LULAMOON WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING IN MY BED!??!” She barked angrily, nudging the magician a bit harshly, who regained consciousness nearly immediately with a series of yelps and ‘eeks’.
To add to the panic, Starlight Glimmer’s voice could be heard– As her head peeked from the kitchen. “Oh! You’re finally awake! Don’t worry about breakfast, I’m trying something!”
“Starlight Glimmer why the fuck are you here?!” Her voice was sore, as was most of her, her energy was almost fully regained purely by her heart pounding so furiously in anger.
She seemed almost peppy, as she continued to cook. “Well, the bed was a bit crowded, and I was the first to wake up, so I thought I’d take some initiative!”
“W-why was the bed crowded?!” She nearly yelled in a panic, a vain futile question that her mind answered for her immediately, after all, it was pretty obvious.
From her side, Trixie scooched closer, wrapping hooves around her torso. “You’re so warm, hottie. C’mon, stop shuffling! Trixie needs her morning cuddles” As she made herself comfortable.
The display was both revolting and disgusting, and the Paladin quickly shoved her to the other side of the bed. “How the fuck did you two wind up sleeping in MY apartment?! What the hell happened last night?!”
Giggling, Trixie got in the most sexy position she could, which was decidedly, definitively unsexy, and quite revolting to the Paladin at the moment. “Is this your first hangover? Or is the first one this bad?”
“We were in PONYVILLE! How the hell did we get all the way to CANTERLOT?!”
“Bar hopping!” Starlight announced with a peppy demeanor from the kitchen. “You sort of took the reins of our carriage and showed us around town! It was unforgettable, hehe!”
“You got pretty frisky after you were a few glasses in.” Trixie raised an eyebrow in an infuriating manner. “It was kind of hard for us to drive the carriage and also pound it out–”
Sunset swiftly interrupted her with a pillow toss, striking true and directly on the magician's head, giving her a brief respite, where she could take a glance at the trashed nature of her apartment. Several articles of clothing and magician props laid about, what seemed like a full deck of cards was both scattered in the floor and in her bed, one of her curtains was completely torn, the crack in her wall was decidedly larger, and even from her bed she could see that her table was less broken, more shattered. “WHY DIDN’T WE JUST SLEEP IN THE CARRIAGE!?!”
“Oh you insisted on taking us here, actually!” Starlight amused herself “After all, you did crash the carriage. And then, um, well, broke all our hammocks inside the carriage. I’ll, uh, let you figure out how we did that by yourself.”
“Three’s a crowd, heheh.” Trixie snickered infuriatingly.
Sunset’s jaw was dropped both out of sheer incredulity and despair.
And the giggles of the magician laying beside her while her hoof was being traced on Sunset’s side unchastely didn’t help. “Hihihi… I love your sexy scars. I can’t wait to tell Twilight that I banged her bodyguard!! Oh, she is NEVER gonna live this down!” The sheer smugness on the voice of the magician was both revolting and infuriating, which nearly immediately prompted Sunset to choke her, a fact that she stopped herself from, due to being unsure of how much Trixie would enjoy it.
But there was another thing that stopped her. “Twilight— SHIT! Where is she?!? What did we do–”
“Still in Ponyville, probably!” Trixie shrugged, annoyed at the mention of her old ex-nemesis. “That little nerd always liked that backwater town.”
Starlight, unhelpfully from the kitchen, decided to weigh in. “Maybe she’s back here in Canterlot? You two did say something about catching a train here last night, right?”
Sunset’s panic twisted in her gut, or maybe that just was a nausea of her hangover. “Shit, fuck, SHIT! I’ve literally NEVER BEEN LATE!” And a quick glance to a window did not fill her with confidence. The Sun was high in the sky, it would likely be lunch time for some, soon. “No no nO!”
She quickly galloped around her apartment looking around frantically, passing by Starlight like a gust of wind, and whipping her head around desperately. “Where’s my armor?!?! I need to get to work, I’ve NEVER been late!!”
Trixie didn’t seem to have the energy nor constitution to get up, she was now laying upside down, watching the Paladin run around the apartment. “Your ‘costume’ is all over our carriage floor. Which is a mess, after we crashed, btw~.”
“GAH!” Sunset shouted loudly, bucking a wall, sending cracks into it. “First I fuck up, then I leave to get insanely drunk, then I fuck my Princess’s old enemies, then I trash my apartment, then I MISS MY SCHEDULE?!!”
Silence fell down the apartment, intercut only by the Paladin’s angry breaths.
The two other unicorns grimaced, exchanging glances at each other. Starlight was the first to speak, approaching Sunset sympathetically while wearing a greasy apron that likely belonged in their now trashed carriage, with the message ‘kiss the cook’ on it. “Gosh, you must really be doing bad, huh? Last night you were so sad, saying you had screwed up, and needed to… Trix, how did she put it?”
“Get butt-fuck-drunk?” The Magician giggled from the bedroom.
“The point is–” Starlight nodded affectionately. “--You’re being too hard on yourself! You shouldn’t worry so much. You’re working yourself to the bone and you deserve a break! Go wash your face, get yourself hydrated, we’ll take care of you!” She gave Sunset a kiss on the cheek, which the Paladin was surprised to not be repulsed nor revolted from, simply accepting it with resignation.
And with a final snicker, Starlight showcased her excitement. “And after all that, enjoy my premium caramel sliced apples!” She announced proudly.
“The apples are burning.” Sunset pointed at the stove, with the smoke being the clearest indicator.
With a quick yelp, Starlight’s attention was turned to the burning breakfast once more.
One thing was clear and cut, Sunset was in absolutely no condition to show up at work at the moment. She grabbed some cold water and desperately guzzled it as she made her way to the kitchen.
Sweet, sweet hydration. The cold both cleared the dry and focussed her mind– None of which was pleasant to focus on.
As she passed by the bed, Trixie made kissy faces at her, and was met with the flick of Sunset’s tail slapping her down.
She entered the bathroom and shut the door, immediately letting out an enormous sigh.
Turning on the sink was an act of desperation, splashing water in her face was an act of healing. Her eyes were baggy– Nothing new, but noticeably worse. Her mane, as long as ever, was incredibly unkempt, even more than usual.
She looked at her reflection and was met with the clearest, most simple revelation.
“I need to get my shit together. I NEED to get my shit together.”
It was a blank mantra– She had no idea what being held together firmly even meant– that concept was alien to her, it had been for a really long time.
She exhaled again, her head was feeling a bit better, but it wasn’t fixed, not by a long shot. That headache would accompany her through her entire day, that much she could tell with certainty.
And maybe she deserved it, for having screwed up this bad in the first place. She just hoped Twilight would forgive her for not only her insubordination, but her immense stupidity. She was well aware she would never be forgiven for laying with Trixie Lulamoon, but that much was a given, she would never forgive herself.
Slowly, the previous night was coming into focus.
She had embarrassed herself in front of Twilight– She didn’t even know why she wanted her bender to be a strong secret, but it was spilled thanks to Pinkie, and to make it worse, Sunset ran from the ensuing conversation.
It was secrecy for the sake of professionalism, she told herself.
And directly after that, she drank herself to a stupor with two ex-enemies of her Princess– A fact that was both infuriating, and exhausting. Clearly she had had fun running away from her problems.
With another sigh, she stretched. Self pity party was over, she must have had plenty of it when she was ‘butt-fuck-drunk’, either way. She quickly glanced around before exiting the bathroom, and…
“Why the FUCK is my bathtub BROKEN?!”
“Because three frisky mares were in it, duh!” Trixie snickered to herself from outside of the bathroom.
‘Broken’ was generous, her poor bathtub was shattered. She shivered in anger, blowing steam from her nostrils. “My landlord is going to lose his SHIT!” She announced to the rest of the apartment, and received no response.
She opened the door fiercely, and stomped out. “Trixie; Get out of my bed, NOW.” She commanded.
The tone made the magician comply immediately, with a wince, running to the kitchen, slipping on her own cape (which was carelessly crumpled on the floor) and crashing against a cupboard.
Her frown quickly formed into a mournful grimace as she gazed at her wall– Several of the precious photos of the recent weeks were clumsily on the floor.
Hastingly, she began gathering and rearranging, and was immediately met with irritating surprise.
Several of the pictures both in the floor and the wall were of last night; Of her, Starlight and Trixie. She couldn’t deny that she at least seemed to be having a lot of fun in the images depicted; Wild untamed joy, with no inhibitions, drunken bliss.
Starlight’s giggle was heard, as she shot a quick glance to the Paladin, and her photo wall. “I like that wall! It’s cute. It’s important to keep memories of your friends! And, uh, lovers, I suppose!” She broke out into another snicker.
“Well, at least Butt-fuck-drunk Shimmer was having fun.” Sunset grumbled, frowning starkly.
Her gaze quickly met a couple of pictures that must have been taken on the carriage and her apartment– Pictures that were decidedly unchaste, of the three mares intertwined savagely. “I’m, uh, not hanging some of these– Why the hell did we even take these?!”
“Your idea, actually!” Starlight had to contain her laughter. “You seemed pretty keen on that camera of yours. You said something about wanting to remember everything? It was exciting!”
She absolutely could not hang those pictures on a wall that would be seen by any visitor. “Yeah, I’m, uh, not hanging these.” She reaffirmed.
“Then yoink!” Trixie snickered, swiping the pictures with a flick of her cape all too agile for a hangover mare. “The Great and Powerful Trixie is keeping these for posterity! And for bragging rights– And maybe for blackmail!”
“You won’t live to blackmail me with those if you try.” Sunset snarled, making the magician fold instantly. “But whatever. Keep them. How's breakfast, Glimmer?” She exhaled in resignation.
“Done!” The unicorn proclaimed from the kitchen.
“Overdone!” Trixie mocked her, from the same location.
This was followed by the sounds of the two mares both slapping each other with their tails, then kissing.
Sunset sighed. This bender was getting out of control. She needed to go to work, and be incredibly professional.
…As professional as one could be, given the splitting headache..
Starlight tapped a hoof, humming to herself while serving a few plates.
“Um, we are distinctively lacking a table!” Trixie suppressed laughter, at the wooden mess on the kitchen floor.
“Sunset, help me with this? Two hungover mares are better than one, here…!” Starlight gave her an awkward smile, pointing at the shards of what used to be a table.
Sunset nodded, and the two got to work. Together, it was significantly easier, considering how they were both exhausted.
Slowly but surely, the splinters remended, as blue and red magic glows intertwined, and reshaped the furniture, back to its original forms.
“Lesson learned, eh?” Trixie spoke distractingly, while not helping. “Two mares banging on a table! Okay. Three? Nuh uh!”
The two other mares ignored her and continued to work, and efficiently, the table was back on its prime, and Starlight swiftly set it, with the three gathering around it. The paladin allowed herself only a moment of silent respect towards her helper, who seemed more competent in magic than she had let on.
Sunset wasn’t eating in a hurry. She literally did not have the energy to do so, simply letting her gaze wander, her vision blur.
She was pleasantly surprised to taste that breakfast was not completely ruined, and made the simple connection that Starlight was likely the cook of the relationship between the magician mares.
“I think I prefer drunk Sunset.” Trixie affirmed while munching, giving her a side eye. “Sober Sunset is really broody.”
Starlight gave her a quick hoof slap from under the table, and a look. “Trixie. You heard all the things she said last night, she has ample reason to be broody, so don’t judge.” She muttered, more than audible enough.
Trixie was halfway through an apologetic shrug before Sunset spoke.
“What did I say last night?” The question was muttered without emotion, plainly, out of morbid curiosity.
The two mares exchanged awkward glances, with face journeys, as if they were having an entire conversation telepathically.
“Well, um, a lot of things. Hard to remember them all, hahah!!” Starlight laughed nervously, taking a bite to force herself to shut up.
“Oh, a few things come to mind.” Trixie smiled deviously, grinning at the Paladin and once again raising a single eyebrow in an infuriating manner. “I recall a rather amusing commentary regarding Twilight Snarkle.”
Starlight swiftly shushed her, a gesture of reprimanded shame, but Sunset shook her head. “I want to know.” She commanded sternly.
“You said you’d rather die than watch her grow taller than you.” Trixie giggled to herself, with an amused shrug. “Oh, the tragedy of the little nerd getting an alicorn growth spurt. She’s going to be infuriating when she can look down on all of us, isn’t she?”
Sunset had no response, she just looked down bitterly, pursing her lips and clenching her jaw.
“C’mon, Twilight is always going to be humble!” Starlight professed wisely. “She’s not going to be a stuffy ruler– That much I’d bet money on!”
“Oh, I wouldn’t bet anything.” Trixie once again giggled, with that shit-eating grin. “You also said something about being terrified of dying of old age because of your mother? Something about wanting to die in battle?”
Sunset’s eyes widened as her glance went even lower.
“Oh yeah, that did confuse me–” Starlight tilted her head analytically. “You said something about your mother not aging? Do you have an immortal parent??”
“Oh! Do spill the lore!!~” Trixie nudged her giddily.
“I don’t, she’s not–” She bit her tongue, shaking her head, centering herself. “She’s not my mother. I-I mean I don’t have a mother! I was drunk, said stupid shit. Forget that.” She commanded sternly.
With a devious snicker, Trixie nudged the Paladin. “I mean, just saying, we could keep a secret, if theoretically, let’s say, you’re a demigod–”
“I’m not. Shut up.”
“Coulda fooled me, hottie.” Trixie winked while chewing her breakfast, actions that forced Sunset to simply groan.
“Oh, you also said something about… Wanting to protect the Princess until you die! So not all bad, I guess?” Starlight nodded pensively. “You talked a lot about death when you were drunk.”
Trixie gently and annoyingly caressed Sunset’s cheek, of which the Paladin swatted away. “Poor thing. Being in service of Twilight Sparkle for years must have been awful...”
“I hate you.”
“That's not what you said last night.” Trixie’s grin grew even wilder.
This prompted Sunset to rest her forehead uncomfortably on the table, and let out a sigh that held a couple thousand emotions at once.
Silence lingered for a moment, until Starlight spoke while chewing. “Are you, uh, okay?”
“No.” Sunset responded obviously.
Silence once more.
“I’ve never fucked up worse than this.” She muttered dryly, eyes closed, forehead on the table.
“Welcome to the club, heh…!” Starlight let out a weary chuckle.
“Look at us! Wow!” Trixie clapped her hooves. “We’re like the fuck-up trio!”
Sunset tilted her head slightly, and opened a single eye, looking at Starlight, who sighed, with a tired smile. “I, well…” She shrugged, and spilled the beans. “I was a cult leader; Very small village, to the northeast. Twilight beat me… Then I got consumed with the power of a nekromantic crown when trying to get revenge, and… Twilight saved me.”
Trixie giggled, adding to it. “I tried challenging her on a magic competition, she whooped me, then a duel, she whooped me again, then I trapped her on an cursed magical maze, she whooped it too, then I got consumed by the power of an evil amulet trying to get payback, and she saved me from it!”
“Wow, took you a while to learn, huh.” Sunset commented dryly, suppressing her own amusement, then she shook her head lightly, still resting her forehead. “I… Failed as a pupil of Celestia and got consumed by forces of darkness from the moon who turned me into a demon, then I rampaged in the castle, then Celestia banished me to a temple of darkness for two years… Then Twilight saved me.”
The two mares shared an understanding nod, and Starlight couldn’t help but let out a nervous chuckle. “Wow, we’re birds of a feather, aren’t we…?”
“And one common denominator…” Sunset muttered, thinking of Twilight Sparkle, in her endless quest for simply improving the lives of everyone around her, including her enemies.
The Paladin inhaled, done feeling pity for herself. She raised her head, and swallowed the rest of her food hastingly. “I have to go to work.” She stated plainly. “If I see you two here when I’m back, it better be because you’re cleaning.”
“We kind of have to be here– You crashed our carriage, remember?” Starlight gave her an awkward smile.
Trixie pouted and gave her big pleading eyes. “Can we pweeeeease stay until we fix our carriage?”
“Don’t worry, I promise we’ll tidy up!” Starlight assured, and weirdly enough, her promise counted enough for the Paladin, who nodded, with a sigh.
“Okay, fine.” She exhaled in resignation. “You two can stay. But I’m serious about cleaning up– And I’m sleeping on the couch if you two aren’t out of here by nightfall.”
Trixie booed the statement, crossing her arms in annoyance, while the other just shrugged and nodded with a smile.
“A couple of things!” Starlight raised a hoof. “First, don’t worry, we’ll take care of cleaning, and I’ll help you find the pieces of your armor. Secondly, tell Twilight we’re sorry for prying you from her!”
Sunset merely let out a grumble, for the admitted truth was that she was the one that ran away most cowardly, and she was openly, angrily ashamed.
Starlight’s voice turned to almost a shameful whisper. “Oh, and um, thirdly. You may want to get checked for fleas.”
“What.”
“What’s yours is mine, hottie!!” Trixie proclaimed while nudging her, an act that was now recontextualized, as Sunset glared at the magician’s fur.
“I need to get the fuck out of here” The words left the Paladin’s mouth robotically, immediately, as she stood from the table towards the door.
Trixie, still giggling to herself, waved goodbye. “And hey, if the bodyguard thing doesn’t work out, you’ll always have a spot in our carriage! I mean, it’ll be tight, but we can make the squeeze if you know what I mean–”
“I would honestly rather die.”
“I’ll take that as a maybe!”
Starlight, clearing her throat, stood, and accompanied the Paladin. “Um! Here! I’ll show you to the carriage, and help you get your armor.”
Sunset shot a single glance at the two of them before opening the door. “If anything happened to Twilight while I was busy with you two, I swear, I’m going to–”
“--Relax, hottie!” Trixie shrugged with entirely unearned confidence. “She was spending one night alone in Ponyville. What’s the worst that could have happened?”
THIS IS A RANSOM NOTE FROM THE FOLLOWERS OF TIREK.
WE HAVE TAKEN YOUR PRECIOUS PRINCESS OF FRIENDSHIP.
IF YOU WISH TO REGAIN HER UNHARMED, FOLLOW OUR DEMANDS:
- A SINGLE COURIER MUST DELIVERED A MILLION BITS IN GOLD TO OUR HIDEOUT IN MOSSHOOF HALL, EDGE OF EVERFREE WOODS, NORTHEAST.
- OUR LORD TIREK MUST BE FREED FROM HIS BINDS OF TARTARUS.
- YOU MUST COWER BEFORE THE NEW AGE OF THE MAGIC EATER.
Failure to comply with our demands will result in ill fate for your precious Princess, who will be returned to you with clipped wings and broken horn.
Comply today, and do not try any tricks, the Queens must not interfere, or else.
Her breathing intensified. Her nerves rose, as she began seeing red, all her muscles tensed. There was nothing in the world, except that note.
No throne room, no Queens watching her read it with worry, no expectations, no Twilight Sparkle.
It was her, and her rage.
“Those fools actually believe we would free their master.” Luna spoke in a snide snarl. “Tartarus will be his forever home.”
“They have certainly gotten daring…! But we cannot trust any demands. After all, Tirek would want to drain an Alicorn, and they have one in captivity– They will never let Twilight go. This is a problem…” Celestia’s voice was filled with significantly more worry than her sister, as her gaze turned to the Paladin. “Sunset, I hoped you would have accompanied Twilight to Ponyville? can we count on you to–”
This was her direct fault, her direct failing. This was the consequences of her idiocy, her lack of restraint, her incredible, unavoidable, unbelievable failing.
Her headache hangover continued to pound around her skull, her lack of proper nutrition didn’t help either.
She thought her morning was bad.
Her day had only gotten started.
She stomped a single, fierce hoof on the ground, as she dropped the note on the floor absentmindedly. “--I’m going to go get her.” She said simply, with a snarl, immediately turning around. “And I’m going to kill them all.” Leaving, she immediately broke into a gallop.
“Save a few for questioning, swee–” Celestia called out to her, and immediately reprimanded herself for almost using a pet name, old habits, deja vu. “Ahem. We should gather the royal guard to send after her, for the sake of diligence. I’d like Sunset to have back up.”
“...And we are allowing her to go alone?” Luna blinked a few times in confusion. “Is she not going against an entire cult?”
“Oh yes, you haven’t seen her on duty yet, have you?” Celestia smiled, on the realization of how recently Luna had been here– Simply glad her back. Her gaze moved to her old pupil, with a sigh. “It would be harder to stop her from rescuing Twilight than to simply let her go do her duty. Her methods are… Unpreferred, but efficient.”
“Is she capable of doing this?” Luna wasn’t one to worry, but she had grown to care for the Paladin. “How well did you train her, sister?” She asked analytically, observing the sight of Sunset leave the throne room, determinedly running towards an entire battalion’s worth of cultists.
Celestia exhaled, shaking her head, knowing what would come next. “Too well.”
Mosshoof hall had been a beautiful manor, once upon a time. The owners were rich, not abundantly, but more than enough to build a gorgeous manor in the edge of the Everfree forest, quietly distant from any major town, comfortable, and pretty.
This was all in the past. Tirek’s cult that had taken it over had made themselves at home, by trashing it. Marks of their master were painted or torn in most walls, plenty of paintings were either taken to be sold or used as kindled fire, many of the wall’s paints torn and damaged, plenty of carpets were filthy, and for Twilight, one of the bigger crimes– They had emptied most shelves of books and used those as kindling too.
Getting cold on the edge of Everfree was no excuse.
There were worse fates, however. After all, she had seen what remained of the owners, the cultists made sure of that. Strung up and burned by the entrance, as a warning, as scarecrows, to any other pony that thought it was safe to come near this building.
She had met them before at parties and galas– And they did not deserve this. To her, no one did.
She wasn’t entirely sure of the timeframe, but by the sun outside the windows, she could tell that almost a full day had passed… And no sign of rescue.
She was bound to chains in nearly every limb, horn included, ensuring she could not cast magic, and it was quite uncomfortable– The chains were connected to the walls, ceiling and floor, set up in the middle of a room like she was a display, or an offering. The room had nearly no decorations, but it had windows and several of her kidnappers.
The cultists around her all chatted, sitting by tables, eating and drinking, mostly only addressing her when they wanted to threaten or tease, neither of which were a good experience for her. She had tried counting them, but there were a lot of rooms in the mansion, and it was safe to say that there were dozens of them. Maybe even a hundred.
There were two leaders, a mare and a stallion, both unicorns, both branded themselves with Tireks mark, and were often arguing. Through careful listening, she had discerned that the former was named Sapphire and the later was named Twig.
“You know… Tirek has no guarantees for you. For any of you!” Twilight tried getting their attention, and several ponies indeed turned their heads towards her. “Your cult is one sided, he might not even know you exist– You’ll just be food to him, if he’s ever freed…!”
“Enough, already! I’m tired of your stupid friendship speeches!” Sapphire snarled at her. “Can’t you just be a quiet little hostage?!”
“It’s not a friendship speech, I promise!” Twilight recoiled, intimidated. “What I’m saying is perfectly logical– There is not a single legend or history book that ever tells tales of Tirek being merciful, much less benevolent. He’s a magic eater– All magic. That includes all of you!” She was genuinely concerned for their safety.
“Please. If we are loyal and free him, of course he’ll grant us mercy as he consumes Equestria. It’s inevitable!” Twig shrugged, ignoring her words.
“Ugh, at least catching her was easy. Wait for a night where her bodyguard isn’t around, then just take her.” The other leader grumbled, rolling her eyes. “And if you start ‘friendship speeching’ again, I swear I’m hurting you.” Snarling, she flared her horn.
Twilight tried her absolute best not to be intimidated. Her legs were sore, so were her wings, all bound by chains, and the threats they had made to mutilate her were still echoing in her mind. It was cruelty at its finest, stripping an alicorn of her wings and horn as a statement would affect all of Equestria.
Still, inhaling deeply, she tried her best to keep composure. “Magic eating is not a natural thing; And it is hostile to all living things! I understand, you’re all hanging on to hope and despair, all at once!” She addressed all of them, clumsily trying to spin on her chains, to look at as many of them as possible. “You think his escape from tartarus is inevitable, it isn't! You think he is infallible, he isn’t! And worst of all, you think that the only solution is blind loyalty to a being that does not love you!”
There were several ponies around her second guessing themselves, looking around seeking for disapproval or approval of their feelings. Twilight persisted, trying her best to inspire change. “You have to understand– Only the worst of the worst get put on Tartarus. Those we can’t negotiate with, those we can’t save…! look around you, all of you! None of you are beyond saving!”
She tried her absolute best to remain sympathetic, to appeal, to have all of their attention. “I don’t see hopeless cases, when I see you. I see ponies that might have done bad things– But can be better! Your lives aren’t over, there is still so much you can do!” Were she free of chains, she would have gestured even more, as she gave them earnest smiles. “I get it– you’re scared… I’m scared too! Sometimes, you hurt people… And then you just have to keep living! You have to keep trying!”
The room was substantially quieter now.
She raised her head with not confidence, but hope. “And I know that all of you could use all the energy you have here, to work together and contribute onto making Equestria a better place–”
She was interrupted by a swift, painful hoof slap from Sapphire directly on the jaw, quieting both her words and movement instantly.
“That was a friendship speech.” The leader snarled with anger, forcing Twilight to look at her. “Try that shit again and a slap will be the least of your worries.”
The Princess remained quiet, wincing, with shallow breaths as her eyes watered from the pain– She couldn’t even bring a hoof to her cheek to feel it or massage it, and the pain was radiating through.
She wondered if she had been in worse situations, she wondered if this would get even worse, and she wondered what would become of her.
The leader looked around angrily. “Well? What are you all looking at? The plan remains the same! Wait for the money then we bail! Hail Tirek!”
Everyone around her repeated the chant, which only served for Twilight’s ears to droop lower.
Whimpering quietly, Twilight closed her eyes, wondering if she could try sleeping in this uncomfortable position, and just hoped that the next day would be better, that rescue would come as she slept.
“Don’t fall asleep, now.” Twig commanded, nudging her awake. “You’re done when we’re done.”
Twilight could barely muster a frown or a glare– She mostly felt awful. All of her usual methods of dealing with her opponents had failed and she now started thinking of the worst possibilities.
“Sunset, where are you…?” She muttered to nothing, pleading to the very air.
And she got her answer.
The room shook, dust falling from the ceiling, in fact, the entire manor shook, and a sound akin to rubble or debris collapsing was heard, multiple floors below. Every habitant of the room tensed up.
“F-finally!” A smile perked up in her lips, as she let out an immense sigh of relief.
“Was that an earthquake?” One of the cultists asked, clutching his glass.
Several murmured around both agreeing and disagreeing. Twilight cleared her throat, and was almost giddy. “There are no unstable tectonic plates on central Equestria! If you want Earthquakes, you’d have to go much farther, in any cardinal direction! –Though northern Equestria is pretty stable as well!”
A scream was heard from a few floors below, and then several. She kept smiling.
“Squad A, go check it out.” With a shrug Twig commanded.
“Aww, there’s guys downstairs! They’ll take care of it!” A pony who was in the middle of a wonderful game of cards protested it. “Can’t some of the other floors do it?”
More screams. Indistinct shouting, sounds of magic and clashes, easy to recognize even from this far. A massive thud was heard, as if a door had collapsed, or an entire closet was flung.
“We might be under attack!” Ears twitching, Sapphire tensed up, and barked orders. “Go NOW squad A! And then come tell us who it was when you’re done dispatching them.”
Begrudgingly, with groans of dissatisfaction, a squad of ten ponies left the room.
The two leaders addressed each other, and Twilight listened attentively.
“You think the Queens wouldn’t hold up their end? Like c’mon, a million bits isn’t even too much for them to fork over, right?” Twig murmured in annoyance. “I was expecting them to stall freeing Tirek, but–”
“They probably sent somepony in disguise instead of a courier, to try to rescue the Princess, fuckin’ morons.” The other leader snarled. “We’ll cut them down to size, and send them back to the Queens in a box–”
They were interrupted by another explosion, the room shuddered, dust fell from the ceiling, and then more screams.
Still indistinct, but getting closer.
A few worried glances were shot around, a few murmurs and grumbles.
Twilight kept smiling confidently.
“Ahem. As I was saying. They probably sent a squad of saviors to rescue her– A whole team– Won’t be enough, though. We’ve got the numbers.” Sapphire spoke loud enough, almost as if to assure the others around her. “We WILL win this day. Hail Tirek!”
The chant was less enthusiastic this time.
“You know…!” Twilight got their attention, innocently fidgeting. “It’s not too late to surrender. Everypony walks out of this alive and okay!”
More screams– A horrible crunching noise was heard from below, occasionally a shout or a yell was interrupted by an explosion, or sickening indistinct sounds.
Twilight just blinked innocently. “Nopony else has to get hurt, if you surrender and let me go…?”
“Shut it, Princess. Do you want me to hit you again?!” Sapphire barked, approaching her menacingly.
This prompted the Princess to immediately be quiet, which only emphasized the screams in the distance, and the sounds of fighting.
“Squad B–” The leader couldn’t even finish the sentence before they heard the distinct noise of a chandelier crashing on another floor.
“...That was one floor below.” Twig’s eyes widened. “They’re, um, getting closer.”
“SQUAD B! Go support the others!!” Clearly shaken, Sapphire commanded, questionably hiding the hesitation in her voice. This time, the cultists did not hesitate, even if they were wary.
As they left the room, the leaders peeked out of the door, and saw no evidence of fighting, simply heard more and more audible screams of battle, and what looked like the light of fire magic.
Approaching the Princess with anger, Sapphire shoved her threateningly. “Alright, Princess. Who’s out there? Does Celestia have some form of elite squad??!”
“Not by my recollection?” Twilight replied innocently. “But if you’re worried, you could always surrender–”
With a yell of anger, the leader slapped the Princess again, who was at least a little bit more ready this time, but not nearly enough not to feel it.
Twilight had been feeling bad for the fate that would befall her captors, but slowly, that feeling was fading, the pain was too distracting for her to feel sorry.
“Easy! She’s our bargaining chip.” One leader held the other back, keeping his ears angled towards the door. “If we need a hostage, or even a shield, we’ll use her.”
“Ugh, I’m sick of her dainty little face.” The other shuddered in anger. “Maybe we should just–”
The screams were getting closer, and they heard a sound that could only be described as an entire piano flying through the air and crashing through the floor, and then some.
“T-that’s our floor. The piano–” Twig’s eyes widened, and the other leader shuddered. “Squad C, D and E, GO GO GO! The others need backup, go NOW!”
The groups hesitated, looking at each other, and the silence was filled with screams.
Twilight didn’t say another word, as she quietly winced at the pain.
“What are you idiots waiting for?! There’s like TWENTY of you!! Go!!!”
The squads waited no longer, running out of the room, some taking weapons like crossbows and bats with them. A quick peek of the open door showed a few cultists being hurled violently into the air at the end of the hall, even one that was completely and entirely engulfed in flames running around in a panic, and signs of full walls having been torn down. Parts of the manor seemed to be on fire now, and yet, the rooms beyond seemed darker.
With the squads leaving hastingly, it was only the two leaders and Twilight now.
And the screams persisted, even closer now, unmistakable– The sounds of battle were now distinct enough that the mind could wander and make vivid interpretations.
Some of the cultists were calling whatever they were fighting a monster, most were just screaming.
“WHAT'S OUT THERE?!” Sapphire addressed Twilight again, a bit desperate this time. “WHAT’S COMING FOR US?!”
“You had your chance.” Twilight muttered, bitterly at her. “I gave you every chance…!”
The leader pulled the Princess close, baring her teeth. “What is out there, and how do we kill it?”
“Hurting me will only make her angrier.” Twilight spoke with a confident smile. “Your last chance is to run now. And I mean now.”
The silence between their words were accentuated with the sounds of battle and struggle, closer still.
“M-maybe we should listen to her?!” Twig whimpered, retreating behind the Princess, keeping his eye on the door, seeing flashes of light and magic below it. With a swift spell, he ensured the door was closed and locked.
“Like HELL!” the other barked, but the courage was gone from her voice. She stood directly beside the princess, and pointed her horn at her neck, waiting worryingly for the moment she would or wouldn’t have to do it.
The screams and sounds of battle were incredibly close now– maybe in the hallway right outside their door, and the sounds they heard were distinct.
Some of them were begging for mercy, others were shouting regarding which limbs of them were broken, or severed.
Some were shouts of deserters, yelling at others to just run.
Windows were broken, wood became splinters, flesh became splatters.
Distinctively, a large tearing, meaty sound, followed by a splatter, and more screams.
The sound of breaking wood, as if an entire wall had been punched through.
The doorknob rattled, as desperate whimpering could be heard from the other side. They heard one of their fellow cultists begging to be let in, pounding fearfully on the door.
A scream of pain followed the sound of crunching bone– then a slice, and silence.
The silence was what made them panic the most– All they could hear was their own panicked breathing. Not a peep was heard in the entire manor anymore.
Slow, methodical, heavy footsteps were heard behind the door. Incredibly slow, as if premeditating their every move.
“I’LL SLICE HER THROAT IF YOU COME INSIDE, I’M WARNING YOU!” Sapphire bellowed, sweating, as she lit her horn, pointing it at Twilight's neck.
Silence. The blood of their comrade was now seeping from below the door.
“I-I’m warning you!! Get the fuck out of here, or I’ll tear her pretty little throat!!” She repeated, hopelessly.
No footsteps. No sign of life whatsoever beyond that door.
Twilight sniffled, frowning. “You shouldn’t have done that.” She muttered, addressing the Leader.
The leaders kept their gaze on the door, breathing frantically, and as the seconds passed, the fear rose.
And soon enough, something else worried them.
Despite the open windows, the room seemed to get darker, as if the sunlight was being blocked, either by curtains drawn, or anything else. Color itself seemed to be draining from around them.
Their gaze left the door, and now they were looking around frantically, and Twilight no longer had a horn against her throat, and while the cultists were terrified, back to back, glancing around, the Princess was entirely calm.
As if all windows had been blocked by darkness, as if there was a spotlight on only the ponies, the room became entirely bleak. The light from their horns seemed to do nothing.
Twilight spoke only once. She knew she only needed to say one thing to get this moving along.
“The one on the right slapped me. Twice.” She stated firmly, pointing out Sapphire.
“W-what?!” The cultist cried out, her gaze turning back on the Princess. “N-no I didn’t!! She’s lying!! She’s a little—” She tried addressing the darkness, but her response was swift. From a corner of the room, pitch black clawed hands and tendrils extended incredibly fast, wrapped themselves around her, and pulled her screaming and thrashing into the dark. Sapphire tried casting one or two magic blasts ineffectively, before it was over.
Silence followed quickly. No crash, no crunch, no slice, her voice simply ceased to be as soon as she was out of sight, and there was no sign of her.
The other leader was wiser, even if not terrified. He threw himself before the Princess, bowing, afraid for his life. “O-OKAY I’M SORRY! I SURRENDER! PLEASE! LET ME GO, THIS WHOLE CULT WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA, PLEASE JUST LET ME GO–” He continued to whimper endlessly, shooting glances at all his sides.
Twilight knew exactly where her savior was. She looked up to the ceiling, and saw a familiar pair of turquoise eyes shining in the dark, looking at her. It moved, as soon as the cultist began begging.
Slowly, as if part of shadows herself, Sunset Shimmer, upside down, walked from the ceiling to the wall, with the posture akin to that of a predator, seemingly unaffected by gravity, as if she was phasing through matter.
The shadows left her, perfectly meshed with her obsidian armor, as the Paladin reached the floor, and the whimpering cultist still hadn’t noticed her. The primary color in the room came from the blood she was drenched in.
Her expression was completely, entirely blank, except for her narrowed eyes and furrowed eyebrows, her entire way of movement implied both combat and murder.
“Sunset. No more.” Twilight commanded, with a smile, just happy to see her again.
The Paladin froze instantly, shooting a glance to the Princess, and the cultist finally noticed her– And he did not attempt to attack nor flee, he simply cowered.
The Unicorn made motions to advance, with the face entirely blank. “He hurt you. They all hurt you.” She spoke with a bitter, raspy snarl, eyes focussed on her prey.
“And you hurt them. It’s over– No more eye-for-an-eye. You’ve beaten them, so let’s just go…!”
Silence, only interrupted by the whimpering of the cultist, and the haggard breathing of the Paladin, who silently exchanged a look with the Princess.
“No more.” Twilight commanded one more time.
Silently, the Paladin approached the cowering cultist, and snarled plainly. “Go to the corner of the room. If you make a peep, I will kill you.” She promised.
After a brief, obedient shuffle, the room was quiet once more, and Sunset finally exited her battle stance, letting out a huge, weary exhale.
Color and light returned to their surroundings, the sun was setting outside, somewhere.
Her armor was drenched in blood, and had a few dents. She had more than a few bruises, one even forced an eye to not open as well as the other, her nose was bleeding, implying direct impact, and she distinctively had a broken arrow in her backside, piercing a blind spot in her armor.
Finally, her expression wasn’t blank anymore, she could demonstrate her pain and relief.
“I’m sorry.” Princess and Paladin both muttered in unison.
Sunset was so surprised to hear it, she let the Princess keep speaking. “I’m sorry! There were so many of them, I didn’t want to start a fight– I thought I could talk it out, I really, really tried…! It seemed to be working, but… It just didn’t, in the end. Maybe if I had just fought to begin with, none of this would have happened…!”
Blinking a few times in utter surprise, Sunset shook her head fiercely. “Princess, it’s my fault. I fucked up. If I was in Ponyville last night, this never would have happened. I… I’m so, so fucking sorry it took me so long to get you.”
And somehow, Twilight was peppy. “W-well, it’s like Celestia says! Better late than never!”
She couldn’t help but chuckle in response, a weary, pained chuckle that almost ended in a cough. She approached the Princess, inspecting her wounds gently. “They hit you, didn’t they? Those fucking savages–” A flash of anger appeared in her face.
“--It’s over. You beat them. No more violence, okay?” With a pout, Twilight commanded.
Her rage was extinguished instantly, and she nodded obediently, with relief. “...Okay.”
Swiftly, yet carefully, Sunset lit her horn like a blowtorch, and began freeing the Princess of her chains, holding her to ensure she wouldn’t be hurt.
And soon enough, Twilight was free, the chains tossed aside, and she sighed in relief.
“Can you walk?” Sunset asked almost with a whisper.
“I-I don’t think so– Those chains forced me to stand, I’m really, really sore…” Twilight bent and stretched her legs and wings, then simply beheld the Paladin. “...Could you carry me?”
“Twilight I’m… Covered in blood.” Sunset gestured to her armor, which was indeed filthy. “I don’t think–”
The Princess silenced her with a single hoof to her lips. “Well I think I’m tired and sweaty enough not to mind. Please just carry me out of here…!”
With a sigh and a smile, she nodded obediently. “Of course, my Princess.”
With one horn movement, Sunset lit the chains that laid on the floor, and they rapidly bound the whimpering cultist in the corner, violently pinning him on the floor. She paid him no more mind after that.
The motion they did was rehearsed, after all, they had done this before. Twilight made herself comfortable on the Paladin’s back, and simply exhaled with relief, of finally being rescued, making herself comfortable.
Sunset said no more as she approached the door. Before she even reached it, Twilight quietly stopped her. “Wait! Um…! How many did you kill…?”
“...More than you’re comfortable with.” She responded almost with an embarrassed whisper. “I can… Go through the window, if you’d prefer.”
With a quick reminder that they were on the fourth floor, Twilight shook her head with resignation. “N-no, no, I don’t want to fly or jump or teleport or anything right now– Let’s just walk.”
Sunset hovered a hoof over the doorknob, hesitating. “I, um, took some prisoners, if it makes you feel better?”
“Just open the door, Sunset.” Twilight huffed.
Opening the door was an instant atmospheric change. The smell of fresh blood was distinctive, and they could instantly hear quiet whimpers of pain here and there, echoing in the manor, and above all, she was greeted with a hallway full of bodies.
A decapitated head rolled over into the room, as soon as Sunset opened the door, and Twilight couldn’t help but mutter an “Oh my gosh.”
“You might want to save your ‘Oh my goshes’ for later.” Sunset grimaced, aware that this was the tip of the iceberg.
Twilight nodded quietly, and nudged the Paladin to carry her forward, of which she obeyed.
The sight could be described as butchering. There were very few ponies that were fully intact, without bloodstains and intact limbs. At best, Twilight could note a few unconscious cultists, with one or two limbs bent the wrong way, broken bones felt like mercy, seeing the rest.
…The rest were butchered. Severed limbs, torn open carcasses, bodies still burning, and beheaded foes. She tried her best to keep her eyes forward.
Sunset’s breathing was unsteady, still normalizing after the battle. She stumbled, and Twilight winced with worry. “W-what’s wrong?! Are you okay?!”
“Tripped on a body. Sorry.” She explained earnestly, steadying her pace.
“Oh.”
Silence, accentuated only by the occasional sound of whimpering around them, and Sunset’s heavy footsteps. They both saw a conscious cultist that was cradling a broken leg, wincing in pain. A single glare from Sunset made him silenced immediately.
“So, um.” The Paladin tried her best to fill the air with anything at all. “...What friendship speech did you try using?”
With a sigh of disappointment, Twilight rested her head on her rescuer’s neck. “...The one about ‘collective purpose’. It was really good too– I even explained all we know of Tirek, tried debunking their presumptions of him…”
“And that still didn’t work? Fucking assholes.” Sunset shuddered with anger, snarling. “It’s not your fault. These fuckers were hellbent, invested on a bad idea.”
“Sunk cost fallacy…” Twilight muttered, shooting glances at the rooms they were passing, seeing some bodies piled up. “Mob mentality, I suppose. If I had separated them, maybe I could have convinced them on an individual level…!”
“I'm sorry I took so long.” Sunset muttered, head low. “I don’t want to make any more excuses. I had a bad day, and you deserve better. That’s all.”
Twilight couldn’t help but snicker nervously, seeing one of the cultists was somehow stuck on the ceiling, at least their lower body was. “If this is what you’re capable of on a bad day…! I wonder what it’s like in a good one, hahah…?”
“I’m surprised you didn’t beat them all yourself, to be honest.” She tried her best to change the subject. “You’re more powerful than me. Why didn’t you?” It was a rhetorical question, she knew the answer. Twilight wasn’t prone to violence or anger, like her.
“The moment they invaded the library, I tried talking it out. I just wanted to understand why they wanted what they wanted, I wanted to give them a chance to, well, I dunno… Do better? I wanted to diffuse the problem…” Her voice trailed off, almost ashamed.
“...Celestia never gave you combat training like mine, did she?” Another rhetorical question.
“...No, not like yours. She gave me a lot of magical and social training… And, I’m, uh, I’m starting to see why.” Her gaze passed by a pile of charred corpses. An entire Piano was burning atop them.
“...Yeah… She didn’t want another me. Makes sense.” Sunset huffed, focussed only on taking the princess downstairs. “None of what I’m capable of is necessary for being a Princess. On the contrary.”
Twilight was silent, for a moment, only thinking. “Maybe… But you make for a reliable warrior, though.”
“A reliable butcher, maybe. Celestia made a mistake when she trained me.” She spoke earnestly, giving another glare to a whimpering survivor, who cowered silently. The underlying truth that they could both see was that combat was the easiest, most open outlet for Sunset’s anger. “All this is… Wrong.”
“You rescued me, though. Not many could do what you did today. You might be the only one, actually…!” The Princess thought openly, wondering, as she clung to Sunset’s back.
“Twilight, have you been counting the bodies?” She asked rhetorically, giving her a backwards glance. “Why would you want me to do what I did today?!”
“I tried my way, and it didn’t work. You tried yours, and it did.” She spoke logically, almost offended that Sunset was self deprecating. “I'm not saying that this is the best solution to our problems, but you saved the Princess! What you’re capable of isn’t worthless!”
The hangover wasn’t helping this conversation, the Paladin groaned, as she walked over another room, avoiding stepping on bodies and unconscious opponents.
…And of course, Twilight wouldn’t let it go. “You’re intelligent, incredibly skilled, amazingly diligent, super disciplined, you’re incredibly concerned and focused over my safety, and you’re even a bit ruthless. You would still make a great leader.”
“A ‘bit’ ruthless. Hah!” Sunset couldn’t help but laugh, shrugging, ignoring the statements.
Twilight kept her eyes open, even as she rested her head on Sunset’s neck. “...The royal guard isn’t here. They could never have done what you did today… Because they have no Captain. You could be their Captain.”
Sunset’s ears twitched, her tail involuntarily flicked, but she forced her gaze forward. “...No I couldn't. I’ve never even been a guard– There’s a due process, and I’m not a part of it. I’m unqualified.”
“... Well I could just make you my Captain.” Twilight narrowed her eyes, almost annoyed, clinging tighter.
“...No you couldn’t?” A merciful plea of a confused mare.
“Um, hello? Princess of Friendship? Yes I could!!” She huffed, pouting.
“I-I’m not qualified to lead anything, and you shouldn’t trust me with that either, I’d mess everything up–”
“You are uniquely qualified, and what’s more, Celestia would absolutely agree with both my decision and opinions of you.” Twilight spoke almost rehearsed, with her classic speech voice.
“Celestia would agree if you said you wanted to marry a Timber wolf, Twi. She’s kind of biased towards trusting you with everything, because you’re her star pupil–”
“And there we have it! I think it's a great idea, Celestia would too. Sunset Shimmer, do you want to be the Captain of the Canterlot royal guard, whose sole responsibility is to whip our protectors into shape, organize the best defenses against crises much like this, and above all, protect the Princess of Friendship?” She was almost peppy, spreading her wings, tilting her head, trying to see Sunset’s face.
Silence.
Sunset moved without saying a word, they finally reached the main hall, where a Massive chandelier had been tossed and crashed atop some cultists, and at the center of the room, there were a group of maybe fifteen cultists that were all bound by what could only be described as a metal railing having been magically fashioned into rope.
They all whimpered as soon as they saw the Paladin, who just glared at them, and ignored them.
“Sunset. Answer the question. Do you want to be my Captain?” Twilight nudged her, frowning.
Living in the castle again, being in charge of the training of the guard, organizing the defenses of the castle, getting to see Celestia more often, getting to matter to the world again. A role that would inherently allow her to redeem herself for her past failings, make a better impression, and above all, be even closer to the Princess of Friendship, protecting her from anything, especially crises like this.
“...I’m not fit for it, Twilight. I’m sorry. You’re asking the wrong mare.” She forced herself to speak, almost with a whisper, shamefully avoiding looking back.
“But you are! After everything we’ve been through–”
“--Look, I’m hungover, I’m wounded, and exhausted. Can we continue this conversation some other time?!” She pleaded, finally reaching the exit off that place.
“Humpf.” Twilight gave her the lightest of headbuts. “You’re perfect for the role. You single handedly saved me from a hundred cultists! Think of what you could do if you had a battalion with you– A lot less casualties, I’m sure!! This kind of mess would never happen again, and you wouldn’t be as hurt as you are now–”
“Twilight, please just stop.” She pleaded again, shaking her head.
Exhaling with resignation, Twilight nuzzled her, pouting. “This conversation is not over.”
No reply. Sunset opened the doors, and they were greeted with the fresh air of the Everfree woods.
…And also two airships landing before them, with a handful of royal guards clumsily readying themselves for a fight.
“Unbelievable.” Sunset snarled, coming closer to them, addressing the first group she saw. “Where the hell were you idiots?! I got here an hour ago!! You’re fucking lucky I was here to rescue the Princess!!”
The guards were all intimidated by the sight. Obsidian armor, covered in blood, with the Princess, calmly mounting her.
And she had more to say. “There’s several wounded inside, I captured a group in the main hall, can’t miss them; One of their leaders are tied up in the fourth floor, do not let the fucker escape. I also saw some of them bolting towards the woods over there– It’s unlikely that they’d ever try anything, but I think the Princess would feel better if they were all behind bars. You there! In the airship! The Princess needs to be returned to Canterlot safely, now!”
Frantically, with clumsy nods and salutes, the guards moved, and Sunset carried the Princess towards the airship.
Twilight giggled, not with a whisper, but speaking in a way only Sunset could hear. “Look at you, giving out orders. I bet you’ll be way nicer about it when you’re Captain.”
All the Paladin could do was grumble.
“We’re here.” Finally, in the safety of Canterlot Castle, by Twilight’s room, she could put the Princess down, inspecting her for wounds once more. It was difficult for the Princess to let go.
“I’m going to report to the Queens what happened, and check myself into the infirmary.” Sunset spoke with an exhale, stretching. “You should lay low, okay? Take the day off. Paladin’s orders.”
“Not ‘Captain’s’ orders?” Twilight tilted her head, with a slightly flustered smile.
“Nope.” She shrugged, amused at her attempts at convincing. “I’ll see you soon, Princess.”
“Sunset.” She stopped her in her tracks immediately. “I’m, uh…” Clumsily, Twilight fidgeted with her hooves. “I don’t think I want to be alone right now…! Could you stay with me?”
Her eyes widened as she analyzed the invitation, and how it was given. Twilight’s room looked incredibly inviting. Her mind wandered to parts she didn’t want to wander, and she quickly shot it down.
“I’m covered in blood.”
“I have a shower!”
“I’m hungover as shit, I’m exhausted!”
“I have snacks, water, and a king-sized bed!”
“I have an arrow on my ass!!”
“And I’m really good at healing magic!!”
The back and forth stopped.
Turquoise eyes were fixed on magenta eyes.
Her mind wandered to her recent experiences, in the past months, with other mares. It wandered, unwillingly, to the incredibly unchaste things she could do to the Princess, this perfect, adorable, loving, cherishing Princess that she had vowed to protect, all the things she could do if she spent a full day alone in the same room like this.
If she entered that room, she would do something she might regret.
She had to force herself to move. “I, um, s-sorry!” She stated poorly, weakly, and nearly galloped out of there, running away from the Princess.
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Paladin Shimmer goes on a bender
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Here’s advice: Before you pledge your blade to the Unicorn that saved you from shadows and the evil hold they had on you, ask her who she works for.
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<p>Sunset Shimmer failed as a pupil of Celestia– The shadows took advantage of her ambitions and the darkness within, and twisted her into a demon.</p><p>…And then Twilight Sparkle, saved her. If only she had known Twilight was the newest pupil of Celestia, her <i>replacement,</i> the living proof of all her failures, <i>before</i> she made a paladin pledge to serve and protect her as a life debt.</p><p>A conflict of interest, there. Her guilt, her shame, and her regrets, direct her to be as far away from her past as possible. And her debt to Twilight, her desire to repay her for being saved by her, and even her admiration to her replacement keep her close from all of the things that make her feel weak.</p><p>…And now that Twilight became an Alicorn, she realizes she needs a fucking break.</p><hr/><p><i>This is an illegitimate prequel to the </i><a href="/story/553038/the-princess-and-the-peasant" rel="nofollow"><i>Princess and the Peasant</i></a><i>, due to it being set on the same universe, but at an earlier time frame to that fic! Though it's only a prequel, it's not fully related to that story, barely, even, as you might expect. There will be few references, but it's very much a stepping stone to more being done on that universe!</i></p>
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Rain, even if nearly torrential, was comforting, to some.
Not to Flash Sentry. He kept himself halfway into the exit of a balcony, just enough so he could continue his duty, however clumsily, but at least remain dry– There was nothing more uncomfortable than wet feathers, and combining that with damp armor? Yeah, he could afford to be unprofessional.
Night would be falling soon, and with it, the end of his shift. At least the rain had an ethereal glow to it, as it was illuminated by the last rays of sunshine; It wasn't even a gray day, it was almost colorful rain. One could look above and mistake the cloudy sky for pink.
He let out a yawn, closing his eyes, and was startled by a familiar voice calling his name.
“Flash.” He nearly jumped, looking above, and seeing Sunset Shimmer, in her usual Paladin getup, fully drenched, hovering above him, balancing herself skillfully on a gargoyle that was sputtering rainwater into the gardens; A quick inspection made it clear she had been in the rain for a while.
“W-woah! Hey, Sunset. What are you–”
“You’re not at your post.” She made a blank observation, narrowing her eyes, looking through him.
“...And you’re on top of a gargoyle, drenched in rainwater, while I’m fully dry. Which of us is winning?” He grinned, with a shrug.
She sighed, smiling, and looked away. “Touché.” She muttered.
“Do I even want to ask why you’re here, or are you just passing through?”
“I was looking for you, actually.” She jumped down onto the balcony, landing without difficulty. “It’s good to see you.”
He involuntarily snickered, shaking his head with a smile. “Sunset Shimmer thinks it's good to see me. Must be Hearth’s Warming.”
Yeah, she deserved that comment, and gave no comeback, simply looked away, pursing her lips with minor shame.
“And you’re just…” He looked her up and down, inspecting her, she seemed to have a few new recent scars, and she looked like she had been out here for a while. He sighed, knowing her well. “...Are you just brooding in the rain, or something?”
“...Something like that.” She looked away, exhaling.
He cleared his throat, wanting to change the subject for her sake. “Speaking of being at your post– Where’s your Princess? Shouldn’t you be–”
“--She’s fine. I’m not avoiding her.” She lied with confidence, but was not convincing enough.
“...You know bodyguards are meant to guard bodies, right?” He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight. Sunset looked vulnerable, an incredibly rare sight, that made him worry, even if only a little. “...What’s going on?”
She frowned, looking down– And he recognized the look. She wanted to tell him off for even asking, insulted that he was even prying.
But she didn’t.
She exhaled, and couldn’t make eye contact. “It’s complicated. Short version, I fucked up, and I’m taking a bit of… Distance from my job. She’s here at the castle, so she’s safe. I’m just… Taking some space.”
“Did you two fight or something? Is she mad at you?” He was genuinely concerned. “You didn’t insult her or anything, did you? ‘Cause you–”
“No, no, nothing like that. The opposite, actually. I refused a promotion, and– We, well…” Her sentence trailed off, with her gaze going far. “Look, it doesn’t matter. Point is, you’re still rooming at the barracks, right?”
“Yep! Apartments in Canterlot are expensive. Moved out of my girl’s apartment when we broke up.” He shrugged, smiling confidently. “Better than living with your parents, though, right? O-oh, right, nevermind.”
“It’s fine, heh.” She let out a short chuckle at his apology, but smirked nonetheless. “Look, long story short, I’m here to ask for a favor. I need to be closer to the castle right now– And my apartment is out of order. Can I room with you for tonight? It’ll only be for one night.”
He was surprised at how politely she was asking. Years ago, when they dated, it would have been a command. The pegasus raised an eyebrow in confusion. “...Did something happen at your place…?”
“Let’s just say that repairs will be annoying, and my new roommates are insufferable.” She grimaced, with an exhale. “I will be accepting no more questions on the matter.”
“Well, sure then! You can room with me!” He beamed, with that usual cheerful smile. “You can bring your guitar, It’ll be just like old times! I’d love to see how better you’ve gotten recently– Oh, and my shift ends in a bit– Maybe we could go drinking?”
“Oh, I’m done with drinking for a while…!” She almost blushed, gritting her teeth, thinking of events of days prior. “Is it alright if we just hang out here in the castle? Again, I need to be close to the Princess.”
Chuckling, hiding a minor disappointment, he shrugged.
A bit of silence passed. His mind trailed off, and he quickly shook his head. “Dude, if all you want is a room in the castle, you could just ask the Princess- I bet she’d give you a royal suit in a heartbeat.”
“I know, it’s– This isn’t what this is about.” She shook her head, with a sigh. “Look, I just… I need to say sorry, properly, to you, okay? And well, the room would be a bonus.” She spoke earnestly, hiding any additional intentions.
His eyes widened for a bit, as he tilted his head. “...Sorry for…?”
“Everything.” She muttered.
More silence, accentuated only by the rain.
He came to a small realization, as his face reddened more.
“Hey, um…” He scratched himself, fidgeting. “Are we doing this like… Old times, or… Old times, old times?”
His intonation implied enough, and she caught on instantly.
The faintest smile appeared on her face, as she looked back at him. “Well… I wouldn’t mind doing it like the old times, old times.”
The sun was barely rising, and she was awake, analyzing the movement in the barracks.
One word she would use to describe it: Sluggish.
Others came to mind. Unmotivated, simple, guideless.
…Lazy? She pondered, as she watched recruits and fully fledged guards move about, yawning, stretching, either adorning their armors, or beginning to equip them altogether.
…Purposeless? She thought, considering the stark difference between the devotion she had to protecting the Princess, compared to these guards, who seemed to be doing their job simply because it was their job, no sense of higher purpose, or devotion.
She frowned, considering that this was Equestrias vanguard, and last line of defense all at once. They had enjoyed a period of semi-peace, and she couldn’t help but resent Twilight’s brother for leaving the guard in such a poor state, even if just a little.
Her gaze landed on Limestone Pie, who seemed to be enjoying banter with other recruits, on high spirits, and she smiled. She decided she would at least go say hi, before leaving.
She leaned further outside of the window of the room she was in, getting a full picture of the area.
A communal living space, with small apartments protected from the rain, with several exits, into the castle grounds, into the city, into the gardens…
Her mind raced on many ideas; As she inspected everything thoroughly.
The kind of food they were eating, at what speed, and where.
The way each of the rooms inhabited here were positioned, the comfort, and the lack-there-of.
The training grounds, currently not used to its full potential.
And even the patrol patterns, the ways they would distribute their shifts.
She narrowed her eyes, inspecting everything, wondering, mulling, considering.
“...Sunset?” A groggy voice called out behind her, mid yawn.
“Still here, Flash.” She responded without turning.
“Oh damn. I thought yesterday was a dream.” He muttered earnestly, as he shuffled in bed.
She turned back, analyzing his room. Didn’t seem like his style had changed much. Some posters of favorite performers, his guitar and hers resting side by side, a few trophies, silver or otherwise, and pictures of his parents and friends proudly displayed.
And of course, her ex, Flash Sentry, slowly and lazily rising from the bed they had shared last night.
“Your shift starts in five minutes.” She pointed sternly, but also amused at his inefficiency.
“It sure does.” He suppressed a chuckle, but not a smile, as he slowly stretched, and gathered some of his things. He approached her with a quiet, almost innocent tone. “So… What we did last night, are we…?”
“No, sorry…” She responded immediately, with only a hint of shame. “Again, I’ll be going back to my apartment tomorrow. This isn’t going to be a habit; I just needed to unwind…” No matter what, she still had a sympathetic grin for him.
“Well, I could definitely tell that much…” He let out an ironic, disappointed chuckle, as he looked at his now incredibly messy bed. Exhaling, he looked away. “Well, I guess I’m in the market, then…!”
“You can do better than me.” She affirmed honestly. “I mean it, man. You should do better than me– For your own good. You deserve it.”
“So you say. But what do you deserve?” He tilted his head, nudging her, and her look often shot down to the guards below.
She let out an annoyed groan, stretching. “...I have spent my entire fucking life figuring that out. Nothing good, I can say that much.”
“...Same old Sunset, heh.” He shook his head, chuckling. “Seriously man. Why did you really come here for? What was last night about?”
“I told you… I wanted to say sorry.” She looked down shamefully.
“Haven’t you done that already?” He couldn’t help but snicker at the very idea. “Like, a few times, at least.”
“No, I mean… I treated you like shit. I wasn’t just a bad girlfriend, I was a bad friend– A bad person. I don’t know how to make amends, I don’t know how to get my shit together, I don’t know how to make things right. I never did. But I have to try, you know…?”
His glance shot to his incredibly messy bed, and then back at her, with a comedic grin. “You’ve got a really funny way to say sorry.”
“I’m working on it.” She couldn’t help but chuckle, shaking her head.
“If you want to make amends, you’re on the right track– Not because of what we did, I mean, in general.” He spoke earnestly, looking at her. “You’re trying. That matters.”
“...Sure.” They shared comfortable silence, while both thought of completely different things; And Flash was the first to speak, turning to her only slightly. “...What happened between you and the Princess? It’s clearly got something to do with you being here– Did you get fired or something? You’re not in the dog house, are you…?” There was genuine empathy in his voice.
Sunset spent time thinking of her answer– calculating it, planning it, considering it. Considering lying.
Then she told the truth.
“...She offered me a promotion. She said she wants me to be her Captain– The captain of the Canterlot Royal guard.” Her vision blurred, as she looked at nothing.
Flash listened intently, jaw slightly dropped, eyes widened. “...And you said…?”
“...And I said no.” Her response resulted in him silently groaning. “I said I’m not qualified, I said that I’m unfit for the role– I said that my best talents are incredible violence and terrible ideas–”
He didn’t even let her continue to self deprecate before giving his opinion. “--For the love of Celestia, Sunset!! You can never just take a good thing, can you? Sheesh!”
“Don’t flatter yourself.” She murmured looking at him, biting back, misinterpreting.
“You know that’s not what I mean.” He frowned, pouting. “Seriously, you’ve always been like this, even when you were awful.”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
He immediately took a mocking inspiration of her voice. “Oh! I’m Sunset Shimmer! The number one pupil of Celestia! This is what I deserve but I will not be accepting any handouts, any gifts, any friends, any gestures of kindness any–”
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
“Look at me, I’m Sunset Shimmer! Princess Twilight Sparkle herself wants me by her side, but I don’t deserve it! Don’t give me any kindness, any goodness, no, I will not be leaving, I’m here to stay, but I refuse to accept anything good that could ever happen to me because I think I don’t deserve it–” He was interrupted by a nudge and a glare from her, of which he responded by simply gesturing and the obviousness of it all.
“Shut up, already.” She snarled, more annoyed than angry. “Seriously, I’m not joking about not deserving it– After everything I did–”
“--Maybe it’s not about deserving, you ever think about that? The Princess wouldn’t have offered the role to you if she cared about that.” He reaffirmed, persisting.
“Her opinion is skewed and biased.” She muttered, looking away.
“Oh yeah I bet Queen Celestia was also skewed and biased when she adopted you, and kept you.” He blew raspberries. “And I bet Twilight is just annoyed everyday of having you around! Clearly she’s just faking you out! ‘Damn that annoying sexy beefy bodyguard that’s super smart and is incredibly devoted to protecting me! What an annoying shame!!’”
“Ugh.” She rubbed her temples, regretting having been honest. “Look man–”
“Say what you will about the old Sunset Shimmer– And don’t get me wrong, I am really happy with how much the Princess humbled you– But at least the old you was less prone to doubting her place in the world. She never doubted that she deserved being Celestia’s pupil.” He huffed, shaking his head.
“Don’t fucking lecture me Flash, you have no idea what it’s like to have failed a literal god!” She snarled, slamming a hoof on the window. “She gave me everything, and I fucked it all up because I WASN’T GOOD ENOUGH!”
He hesitated, for a moment, backing off just a bit, and then attempted to reason. “...Look, you don’t get to choose family–”
“--Yes you do– And she chose wrong.” She affirmed with a bitter statement, not even looking at him.
“Okay. We’re getting off track.” He shook his head, exhaling, fearing continuing that subject. “Let's put it this way:” He changed his tune, leaning on the window. “Do you think there is any other pony in the Canterlot, or even in the world that is more devoted and qualified to protecting the Princess of Friendship than you?”
She thought for a moment, without moving, without looking. There was not a single pony in the world that had a bigger debt to repay to Twilight Sparkle. “...No.” She murmured.
“Okay! Next question: Do you think there is any other Pony around here currently that would do a better job at being Captain? Or rather; Do you think there’s any other pony around here that is more dedicated and willing to do what it takes to make this castle, this city, safer, if nothing else, for the sake of the Princess and the Queens?”
“Well, Twilight’s brother is off the question– He’s out doing this job on the Crystal Empire, so–”
“Just answer the question, man.”
“Why would you even want me as your boss?!”
“Any boss is better than no boss! And contrary to what my carefree and lazy attitude might lead you to believe– I actually do care about what happens to this city and this castle– Through extension, all of Equestria– And through a prolongued, close, totally-unbiased-opinion, I think you’d be friggin’ great for the job.” He spoke earnestly, ensuring she was looking at him, and paying attention.
It took her a while to answer, where she fidgeted either with her mane, or simply looked away, until she finally muttered, earnestly, sadly. “...I’m scared, Flash.”
“You’re… Scared…?” His eyes widened, this had been the first time he had ever, ever seen her like this. “...Scared of what?”
Rage nearly burst out of her, as she gritted her teeth, but still, only spoke in murmurs. “That I’m gonna fuck everything up again! Because that’s what I do– I’m the Princess of fuck ups– Everytime good things happen to me, its always temporary, there’s always some bullshit, just around the corner, ever since I was just a little orphan foal– And it’s always my fault, and I’m tired of the constant, neverending stream of me fucking up! I’m tired of losing everything!! We all would have been better off if I never pledged myself to Twilight Sparkle!!!”
“Then why are you here?!” He waved his wings, pointing at everything. “Why did you ever even accept working for Twilight Sparkle if you were scared of fucking up?!”
“Because–” She stopped herself, realizing she had absolutely no response, no answer, she didn’t know herself.
After all, she had stayed because Twilight asked.
“This is nuts, man.” He exhaled, blowing raspberries. “I’ve seen you take on enemies ten times your size– Twenty, even. Hell, just the other day, you threw yourself at an entire cult, and won– I had to painstakingly search through your handywork, there must have been at least fifty corpses me and the others waded through– And you’re telling me you’re scared of a promotion?”
Exhaling, her head was low. “...Yep.”
“And you’re still here.” He pointed out, smiling warmly.
“...Yeah.”
Silence passed, not necessarily uncomfortable, as they both looked out of the window.
There was a lot to consider.
Sunset only broke it with a chuckle, when she was seeing two guards act inadequately. “Look at those idiots– That’s not how you handle a sword, somepony’s gonna lose an eye at this rate.”
“Yep, we're real helpless.” He snickered, nudging her with a wing. “Save us, Captain Shimmer!!!”
She only huffed a small laugh, before she continued. “I don’t get the schedules you all have for your shifts– There’s so much inefficiency on them. The night shift should be reserved to those that can access their homes in the city at any preferred hour, and the guards on morning shift should all be the ones that sleep here, for the sake of efficient deployment.”
He blinked once or twice, and let her talk.
“What’s more, I’m seeing a dangerous lack of custom fitting armor– I know that’d be costly, but you are useless in a fight, if your helmet can accidentally blind you. What were they thinking?”
Flash narrowed his eyes.
“And that obstacle course on the training area, ugh, it’s in desperate need of repairs– And you can’t encompass every single challenge with one course! You should make one that can be malleable for different lessons, so you can–”
He let out a loud chuckle, bringing a hoof to his forehead. “Oh for the love of– You only slept with me so you could see the barracks from the inside in the morning, didn’t you?”
Sunset stopped, and an awkward grin manifested in her face, as she failed to convince. “Well… That wasn’t the only reason…?”
“Unbelievable! You’re like a chess master!” He laughed out loud, resting his forehead on the wall. “You knew I was going to give you a pep-talk WHILE you scoped out your possible future job– That’s incredible, really, I can’t even be mad!”
Her face reddened slightly, as she shrugged quietly.
“Well at least this means you’re considering taking it, right?”
“No.” She muttered bitterfully, unsure if she was lying.
“Okay, be honest: Is your apartment even unavailable?!” He was involuntarily smiling at the sheer idiocy of it all.
“Actually, yes.” She huffed, nodding. “And I needed to sleep closer to the Princess, and I wanted to check out the barracks in morning hours, and I’ve been avoiding talking to the Princess, and I legitimately, truly, honestly, actually wanted to apologize to you.”
“Friggin chess master. Never change, Shimmer.”
“Five birds, one stone.” She nodded wisely, shrugging. “Besides, I didn’t want you to think I was… Using you.”
He grinned, winking. “Then you decided to literally use me, last night–”
“--Okay, enough stalling from the both of us, I’ve seen enough. I can’t put this off any more. I have to go do my job.” She immediately stood, moving to the door, picking up her helmet, preparing to leave.
“Your new job or your old job?” He smirked, nudging her.
“I’m not accepting this stupid promotion, okay Flash? I’m not ready.” She sighed, and readied herself to leave. “...But I do need to go tell the Princess I’m sorry.”
Still grinning, he pointed to the very messy bed. “Hey, maybe you should say sorry to her the same way you did to me. It’d work, 100%.”
“Shut up, man.” Her face flustered, as she suppressed laughter.
She readied herself to leave, fully adorned in her armor once more, ready for whatever the day would bring.
And he stopped her, only one more time, with the smile of an old friend.
“Hey, Shimmer… Don’t be a stranger.”
“...In summation, sorry I’ve been away, I’ve been doing my job, just at a distance, but… No more excuses. You can expect me to go back to work normally now, and you can count on me like you always have.” She spoke almost robotically, almost rehearsed, all to hide her shame.
They were both walking through the hallways of Canterlot Castle, towards their next schedule.
Hearing all that felt only a tad disingenuous, considering that Sunset couldn’t even look her in the eye. Twilight pouted, frowning. “And… About your promotion?”
“...My answer remains the same.” She spoke almost coldly, professionally, but her face betrayed her, and demonstrated shame.
Twilight could barely muster a groan of annoyance, as she huffed, looking away. Sunset was incredibly, profoundly stubborn.
Silence, accentuated only by the sounds of their hoofsteps on the tiles.
Her face reddened slightly, and she shot her bodyguard a glance. “...And are you going to keep seeing a bunch of mares in your free time?” The question was incredibly careful, like a scalpel through skin.
Sunset hesitated, and quelled her own anxiety, maintaining a poker face; Specially considering the irony of the night before spent with a stallion, not a mare. “...I don’t know. If you don’t want me to, just say so and I’ll stop.”
Pride ran rampant through this entire conversation, as Twilight immediately stuttered a response. “I don’t own you! You can do w-whatever you want with your free time!” Her fluster betrayed her intentions. “...I’m just sad I don’t get to see you around more.” She muttered quietly, with a pout, and Sunset barely heard it.
Sunset stopped on her tracks, as they finally reached the door to the throne room. She paused the Princess, too.
She considered, for a moment, why the Princess would even say such a thing.
Shaking her head, she huffed, and spoke honestly. “If you want me to stay, just ask.” There was an underlying truth that Sunset would do anything she asked, one that they were both too prideful to acknowledge.
“Ahem, um, well…” She forced herself to look away, face reddening slightly, feathers ruffling with suppressed emotion.
Silence, as Sunset inspected her every movement.
Finally the Princess sighed, shaking her head, hiding her disappointment. “You can do whatever you want. I’d rather you did, actually... Please do whatever you want… Even if it means leaving.”
The Paladin’s breathing became uneasy, for a moment. She spoke without hesitation, and assuringly. “I’m not going anywhere, Princess.”
No response, except for a small, flustered, genuine smile, as Twilight nodded, and opened the big doors.
Something new, this time. It wasn’t simply Celestia and Luna in the throne room, but Princess Cadance, as well, sitting near them, beholding the newcomers.
“I’ll be here if you need me.” Sunset gave Twilight an assuring smile, and sat near the guards by the doors.
She was immediately called, as Queen Celestia spread her wings. “Sunset Shimmer! Could you come here please? This meeting concerns the both of you, but it will be short, do not worry.”
Her ears twitched with concern, but she moved all the same.
She sat besides Twilight, who shared the same curiosity as her, as they both beheld the queens, and the Princess.
Sunset narrowed her eyes, looking at Cadance, who was looking right back at her, with eyes glowing slightly.
Clearing her throat, Celestia garnered Paladin's attention. “Well, I trust you remember Princess Cadance?”
Sunset nodded quietly, not given a spoken response. Twilight suppressed the urge to run over to the Princess of Love and do their shared beloved dance.
“And, um, do not worry about her, she is simply here on a quick visit!” Celestia smiled nervously, waving her wings dismissively. “Ahem, let us get to business.”
Sunset and Luna exchanged silent smirks, one with knowing communication and dismissing boring bureaucracy, the Queen of the Night even making a mocking expression when Celestia mentioned business.
“As you may both recall, the Grand Galloping Gala is in a week. And this time, I would like you both to attend.” Twilight was about to protest, but Celestia raised a hoof in quick reprimanding. “Ah! I will not hear protests, my student. You could maybe avoid the large social gathering before you were a Princess, but now that you are one, you must show your face and socialize! You must be at your best.” She still smiled sagely, encouraging her. Sunset remained silent.
Twilight never questioned orders, even if they might annoy her. She let out a sigh. “...Fine. Okay! Maybe I’ll invite Moondancer too, she always wanted to go… But um, about the dress code…?”
Celestia turned slightly stern, while encouraging, and Luna silently snickered. “You will both, and I mean both, this includes you, Sunset, be dressing appropriately for the occasion.”
This was the only thing that forced the Paladin to speak, in protest. “B-but! I’m going as Twilight’s bodyguard, right? What good am I without my armor–” She began making excuses, and Celestia silenced her swiftly.
“As if you ever needed protection to protect, Sunset.” She teased. “I will not be changing my stance, you are both to wear something adequate for the festivities, and have fun! It is a night off, after all. Oh, Twilight, for your outfits, maybe you could enlist the help of that friend of yours, what was her name again…?”
“Rarity! Yes, she’s in town!” Twilight perked up, but quickly frowned again. “If we have to wear something good, I’ll go to her about it. Humpf.” She pouted, after all, she was often incredibly modest with her wardrobe, and did not care for big dresses. “Could I invite her to the gala as well? She absolutely loves high class establishments…!”
“Of course you may, Twilight.” Celestia smiled warmly. “In summation, you will both be attending properly, so try and have some fun together! Perhaps even dan–” Cadance quickly and silently gave her aunt a wing slap, nigh imperceptible.
Sunset noticed.
Clearing her throat again, Celestia regained composure. “Ahem. That will be all. Any questions?”
“Yes.” Sunset pointed at the Princess of Love. “Why is quietly she staring at me?”
Celestia smiled awkwardly, waving with her wings. “That will be all! You are both dismissed! Bye!”
“Subtle.” Luna murmured.
“Bye Cadance! Say hi to Shining for me!” Twilight had already seemingly manifested a notepad from her horn, and was taking notes. “C’mon Sunset, we’ve got to make some preparations! If we’re efficient, we can visit Rarity’s boutique here in Canterlot and check on my friend Moondancer, see if she’d like to come! Maybe I could invite some of my old friends from magic school too…!” She began muttering to herself, intent on making the best of the upcoming night.
Sunset shot a suspicious narrowed glance behind her, inspecting the Princess of Love, but then simply followed her own Princess diligently.
Silence in the throne room, followed only by Luna muttering to the two others. “...Perhaps Cadance should have done the talking.”
The Princess of Love, rubbing her temples, exhaled. “I needed to concentrate! Besides, if I did, they both might suspect our intentions. They might be dummies when it comes to romance, but they’re not stupid. It doesn’t help that Celestia here wants me to essentially crowbar–”
“Shush!” The Queen of the Sun silenced her with a wing movement. “Now please report to us what you saw and felt when you read their hearts!”
“The ethics of this are dubious.” Luna snickered to herself with a shrug.
“Oh, girl, you’re in the presence of the Princess of Love now. Love is dubious all over. You have to learn to shake it off and enjoy it!” Cadance snickered, nodding confidently.
“Cadance. Please share what you’ve learned.” Celestia commanded with extreme anticipation.
“Well…” She fidgeted pensively, pondering on the feelings that she felt that did not belong to her. “It saddens me to say, but Sunset’s heart is guarded, and tightly so. She is deeply, incredibly uncertain about love– I imagine she is the kind of mare that has said she doesn't believe in true love?”
“Definitely.” Celestia sighed, remembering her daughter’s teenage years. “Fairy tales included.”
“Thought as much. And there’s another problem: She is incredibly, blindly devoted to Twilight Sparkle– Which, good for her, my sister in law deserves a big strong mare protecting her– But the issue is: She is so blinded by that devotion, she may not even know its love. She may not even know if she wants it to be love. And that’s dangerous. We must tread carefully, or else we’ll scare her off.”
Celestia nodded thoughtfully, bringing a hoof to her lips. “Yes, she had always had trouble accepting affection of any kind, in her later years… I fear that we have a great chance of failure in our hooves…”
“Forgive my completely inexperienced intrusion.” Luna raised an eyebrow, beholding the two of them. “But isn’t the whole point of ‘true love’ that it is not meant to be tampered with or manipulated?”
Giggling condescendingly, Cadence shook her head. “Oh, silly Luna– Love isn’t bound by simple rules! And sometimes, it requires a push.” She frowned towards the doors, now closed, of which the Paladin had just walked through. “Or in those two’s case, perhaps a shove.”
Luna responded with a quiet frown. “They would make an odd pair.”
“And that only makes it better.” Cadance’s grin was devious.
Celestia almost murmured to herself as she thought, but thankfully the other two could hear. “Twilight Sparkle is bringing out the best in Sunset Shimmer– Any of us could see that, love or not. I think that it is imperative that we manage to harness that, so that Sunset gets to achieve her full potential…”
Coughing to herself, Cadance mocked her aunt only a little. “Biased by motherly love.”
Celestia’s only response was to frown reprimandedly.
Luna nodded in agreement, at both statements. “I agree about her potential– Though I may be biased, by having met her at her best.” She shrugged, but did not hide her earnestness. “I understand your desire to see her as captain of the royal guard– I see the good she could bring, to all of us, were she in a better place.”
“And that better place is my sister in law.”
“Please remove that grin from your face, Cadance.” Celestia commanded in annoyance and embarrassment.
“What? She needs to get laid!! Like, desperately! And I can tell Sunset Shimmer would treat her right, because she’s so devoted and scared of hurting her. I rest my case.” She crossed her arms wisely.
“AHEM. Be that as it may.” Celestia quickly avoided the subject. “What matters here is bigger than that.”
“What do you have in mind, sister?”
She had considered this extensively, thoroughly, in the past few days. “...Twilight Sparkle is my star pupil, and I have utmost faith in her. I believe she will be capable of taking the reins of Equestria quite well, someday… But I do worry for her, at times…!”
The others listened attentively, as she continued speaking. “I fear she may be too much of a pacifist! I want nothing more than a fair, kind ruler to take our place– But there have been circumstances where she has allowed her enemies and opponents to walk over her– I fear it may partially be my fault as well, for having chosen not to focus on combat training…!”
“What do you mean?”
“Luna, I do not know if you might recall when I was reporting to you of Twilight’s past victories– Do you remember how I explained her respective defeats of Starlight Glimmer and Trixie Lulamoon?”
“Vaguely. Were those the two idiots?”
“Yes. As you may know, she fought them both on multiple occasions, and only after several encounters did she manage to reform them– And therein lies a problem. She brushed against them several times each, and on each time, refused to actually address them in battle properly! Even when she was dueling with Trixie, she kept apologizing, she kept pulling her punches, ugh! Now, do not get me wrong, I cherish all that she has done, and I know her potential is limitless– But a direct approach could have solved the problem much faster.”
Cadance completed the thought for her, as her eyes widened, and she thought fiercely about the potential. “…And the direct approach would be Sunset Shimmer, wouldn’t it?”
“Yes!” The Queen of the Sun smiled widely.
And with it, Cadance continued, piecing the puzzle together. “She would balance the scales– She would keep Twilight safe, and even help her let go of her conflict avoidant nature– All while Twilight helps her see the benefits of a kinder, more subtle approach! They could perfectly balance each other’s failings, and uplift their strengths…!”
“YES!” Celestia’s grin was mad and wide, filled with pride.
That same mad grin manifested on Cadance’s face, as she began flapping her wings quietly with excitement. “Hell, I wager that Sunset would earn her wings with Twilight’s support; And they could easily take the throne together and bring about a golden age–”
“YES!!!!” Celestia was so happy she began prancing in place.
Luna, remaining composed, cleared her throat, settling the mood back down. “Ahem, three things. Firstly, will you please not talk about our passing of the torch like it is merely a week away? I haven’t even gotten to be a queen for a year.”
Celestia sat back down, with flustered shame in her gaze. “S-sorry! Sorry, sister, I just– I just couldn’t help but get excited about the possibility of such a beautiful legacy…!”
“And the possibility of getting your daughter back.” Cadance smirked, raising an eyebrow.
Celestia closed her eyes, huffing. “That would be a bonus.” It wouldn’t, it would be the whole point; And Cadance could literally read her heart.
Luna quickly garnered their attention once more. “Ahem. Secondly– We were just discussing before, the possibility of her becoming a captain of the royal guard– And you are already considering that she will earn her wings? You may be rushing things, sister.”
“I-it never hurts to think ahead!” Her smile was awkward, flustered with embarrassment. “I have faith in her, that is all…”
“That faith did you no good last time.” Luna took on a serious tone, narrowing her eyes. “I say this with care– Do not rush her, do not rush yourself. Ascension is a delicate process; And Sunset has failed it before.”
Her sister had no response, other than a sigh of sorrow, hence, Luna continued. “And thirdly; Are we praising Sunset Shimmer for her violent approach to problems?” She raised an eyebrow quizzically, inspecting her sister’s expression thoroughly. “Need I remind you, she slaughtered an entire cult single-handedly, merely a few days ago. Is that what we’re praising?”
Ashamed, Celestia tried keeping her bias in check, which had questionable success. “Okay, so maybe we would need to really reign in her violent tendencies, it's a bit of a fixer upper, but–”
“Because if we are praising her, I’d like to throw her a party.” Luna grinned proudly. “Maybe try to bake the cake myself. Decorate it with some beheaded little gummy bears.”
Even the Princess of Love couldn’t help but laugh, as she gestured with her wings. “Hey, I can’t judge, I’m pretty sure my Shining Armor would have done the same for me, if I was the one captured by an evil cult that threatened to clip my wings.”
“Let us not get off track, please.” Celestia pleaded, with a weary inhale. She let her mind wander, for a moment, with longing. “Look, I… Sunset has been lost for such a long time. I miss her dearly, even when she is there– I know it sounds infantile, or perhaps even foolish. But having gotten the chance to raise her, having gotten a chance to see her grow… She made me feel mortal again.”
The other two were quiet, for a moment, allowing her to breathe. “...And I don’t ever want to lose that. I don’t want to ever lose her again.”
Luna took a while to speak, measuring her response, mulling over it. “...That is a dangerous notion, sister. Seeing her dying of old age is more than a possibility here– Raising foals is not in the cards for beings like us…”
“Speak for yourself, I’m getting my Shining Armor to knock me up at the first opportunity!” Cadance guffawed, with the sheer blissful joyful excitement of wanting to be a mother.
“Please shut up.” Luna commanded kindly, then turning her attention back to her sister. “And don’t think I haven’t noticed how skewed and biased your opinions of her and her actions are. You cannot get a battering ram to do a Princess’s job.”
“...I know…” She shamefully muttered, with an exhale.
“It’s love. Simple and clean.” Cadance assured her, resting a hoof on her side. “Your motherly love for her may blind you, but it is beautiful, and it matters. Don’t let go of the happiness it brings you, okay?”
Sniffling, Celestia nodded quietly, composing herself before she could speak again, and move the meeting forward.
Finally, she spoke, her mind leading her forward to the next part of the plan. “Okay. Now, next part– And this is very, very important. What did you see when you scanned Twilight’s heart?”
Cadance’s smile only increased, as she reminisced. “Twilight Sparkle has never been in love before. She does not know what it feels like– But I think she’s starting to; She is terrified of losing her bodyguard, even if it is to just another mare. She needs help understanding where the origins of those fears come from, I suppose, but it will be hard… She was always against the idea of love. A bit of a stubborn streak, regarding her preferring the presence of books and friends...” She blew raspberries, reminiscing on a memory of a tiny sister-in-law saying ‘love is dumb.’
Pondering, Celestia brought a hoof to her lips. “Can you say for sure that she is feeling those feelings towards Sunset Shimmer?”
A rare moment of embarrassment for the Princess of Love, where she grimaced in shame. “Unfortunately… I don’t know–”
“--If I may add to the list of ethically dubious decisions, I believe I may have more insight on this matter than the both of you.” Luna tilted her head, waving a wing.
The two looked intently, and incredibly puzzled, after all, what could the Queen of the Night possibly have to say on the matter.
She began reminiscing on recent experiences, “Twilight Sparkle’s subconscious is quite frankly, genius. I have been carefully guarding her dreams on occasion, as I feared the forces of shadow would target her through nightmares– And although I was right, I have been pleasantly surprised to discover she has fended off any of their meek attempts easily, merely by instinct.”
The two others blinked in confusion, and Cadance was the first to express it. “Um, in ponish, please.”
Luna groaned. “Fine, let me retell you one of her latest nightmares:”
“Okay, okay, okay, how do you s-slay a hydra…?!” Twilight shivered and muttered to herself, fearfully rummaging through a spellbook.
The giant mythological beast loomed above her, and it brought down the fangs of its several heads onto the protective magical dome Twilight had placed around herself.
Every hit shook her, and the dome shuddered with it, huge impacts of several angry heads constantly crashing onto her defenses.
Her eyes nervously darted around the spellbook, but it was no use, the words were gibberish, and the drawings made no sense, and yet, she instinctively pursued an answer, as if the next page would provide it, sweating, shivering, muttering into the dark.
Another volley of heads came crashing down onto her protective dome, and it began breaking, she did not allow herself to look up, trying to maintain her focus.
Another assault, the cracks grew larger, panic was settling in.
And just as the last lunge was coming…
An arrow of light pierced the air, and then pierced the Hydra’s body thoroughly, creating a warrior-sized hole, tearing through its heart.
The arrow in question was Sunset Shimmer, adorned in the same armor she always did, surrounded by flames, smiling confidently. She turned, and ignited the insides of the Hydra, sending the many heads into a screeching flail, incinerating it from the inside.
Calmly, she approached the Princess, smiling assuringly, ignoring the screams and the twitches of the beast as it desperately convulsed, now entirely aflame, on its side.
“You’re okay.” The Paladin affirmed, with a nod.
Twilight, relieved, flustering, let go of the magical protection that surrounded her, and now they were face to face.
“I-I’m okay.” She affirmed, with a shudder, and an exhale.
Sunset reached closer, and they leaned foreheads together. The Princess didn’t mind the hydra blood or guts– She was as relaxed as she possibly could be.
In that embrace, as they leaned on each other, Sunset affirmed earnestly, and without hesitation. “Don’t worry, Princess. I’ll always keep you safe.”
Twilight had nor response, she simply nodded, accepting it with a fluster.
Sunset turned, looking back, leading the way with a confident, trusting smile. “Don’t you have somewhere to be?”
Sunset lit the darkness, and she wordlessly followed, with a happy exhale, and a pep in her step.
And from the darkness, in the unseen distance, Luna watched the scene analytically.
“Ohohohohoooo This is TOO GOOD!” Cadance giggled, fluttering her wings with joy. “So Twilight just dreamed-up a Sunset to keep her safe?? THAT’S GAY!!!”
Luna shook her head, with a huff. “Twilight Sparkle did not ‘dream up’ anything. Her subconscious protected her from nightmare attacks, time and time again– And it just so happens that it took the form of her bodyguard, every time.”
With a smile that wouldn’t quit, Celestia nodded emphatically. “Still though! This clarifies a lot to us; Her strong feelings for Sunset come forth in the form of an unyielding protector, even subconsciously– And those feelings are not without basis in reality!”
“And that means love– Even if subconscious. We’ve got her.” The Princess of Love couldn’t help but grin madly. “We’ve got the both of them! Ooooh, those silly love birds– I can hear the wedding bells already!!”
“Slow down, both of you.” Luna affirmed with a frown. “Need I remind you we cannot be hasty about our approach? Actually, I am against an approach entirely.”
With a quiet sigh, the Queen of the Sun nudged her. “C’mon Luna, this is for the good of all of Equestria!”
“This is also deeply personal, to all of us, sister.” The Queen of the Night pouted, raising an eyebrow. “Need I remind you that any misstep could result in Sunset fleeing from this entire mess entirely? And let us not kid ourselves– The lack of responsibility, the lack of purpose, could be a benefit, to any who is cursed to share our burdens.” She opened her wings, in demonstration.
“Speak for yourself, I’m having a great time.” The youngest of the alicorns present stuck her tongue out with a smile.
A simple huff was all that Celestia and Luna replied with, as they looked away, annoyed.
Luna, folding her wings close, closed her eyes and spoke wisely. “We have already invited them to spend the Grand Galloping Gala together. Let us simply leave things at their course, and see what happens. The least romantic thing we could do is hover over them with expectations of success; Even I know that.”
Cadance let out a sigh of annoyance herself, and simply shrugged. “Despite my best interest, I strongly agree with Luna. Love will find its way, and it will win the day, no matter what. Now, are we finished? I need to go tell all of this to my husband, as soon as possible.” Her grin went mad, devious, even.
“Please refrain from idle gossip, dear niece.” Celestia groaned, rolling her eyes. “I suppose… We will simply wait for the gala… And hope.”
“Love takes its time. Sometimes excruciatingly long.” Cadance grimaced. “If all else fails, I’ll intervene directly, slap some sense into those two dummies if I have to.”
“Please, do not.” Celestia affirmed, and then turned to Luna, weary, curious. “May I ask… What are her dreams like?”
Luna tilted her head, pondering. “Are you sure you want to know? We’ve already had enough invasions of privacy for the day, have we not?”
Celestia sighed, disappointed. “Maybe you could just give me a summed up version…?”
“When I first witnessed her dreams, they were always the same thing– Nightmares of her being a demon. I see now, what you had to deal with, in my absence… It seems it pains her, as well.” She affirmed, looking away. “But fret not. I’ve ensured that she is plagued by nightmares no longer.”
Letting out a single, prolonged sigh of relief, Celestia hugged her sister, who accepted it, even if lacking the same energy. “Thank you for being there for her when I can’t, sister…!”
“It is my own pleasure.” She affirmed, accepting the embrace further. “You should know… Most of her dreams, nowadays, are of her childhood… And you.”
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Here’s advice: Before you pledge your blade to the Unicorn that saved you from shadows and the evil hold they had on you, ask her who she works for.
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<p>Sunset Shimmer failed as a pupil of Celestia– The shadows took advantage of her ambitions and the darkness within, and twisted her into a demon.</p><p>…And then Twilight Sparkle, saved her. If only she had known Twilight was the newest pupil of Celestia, her <i>replacement,</i> the living proof of all her failures, <i>before</i> she made a paladin pledge to serve and protect her as a life debt.</p><p>A conflict of interest, there. Her guilt, her shame, and her regrets, direct her to be as far away from her past as possible. And her debt to Twilight, her desire to repay her for being saved by her, and even her admiration to her replacement keep her close from all of the things that make her feel weak.</p><p>…And now that Twilight became an Alicorn, she realizes she needs a fucking break.</p><hr/><p><i>This is an illegitimate prequel to the </i><a href="/story/553038/the-princess-and-the-peasant" rel="nofollow"><i>Princess and the Peasant</i></a><i>, due to it being set on the same universe, but at an earlier time frame to that fic! Though it's only a prequel, it's not fully related to that story, barely, even, as you might expect. There will be few references, but it's very much a stepping stone to more being done on that universe!</i></p>
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Sunset had attended the Grand Galloping Gala many times before, in her time as Celestia’s pupil, and it was never her kind of thing– Except of course, for the Powerful dignitaries ripe for kissing her hooves and begging for her adoration, which she had desired plentifully in the past. But now, she couldn’t feel more distant from these kinds of people.
The lighting of the party was lovely, dim chandeliers, purple torches, fluorescent crystals, the Gala was being held in another beautiful night.
And she didn’t care for any of it. She kept her back to a wall, away from the crowd, strategically near a snack table, eyes narrowed, scanning the crowd, more specifically keeping an eye on her Princess, Twilight Sparkle.
The Princess of Friendship was always cute– But there was a beauty that would come out in nights like these– Rarity had made a gorgeous blue dress adorned with glowing stars that flowed on her beautifully, and even combined with her wings with grace– All while her hair was in a loose bob, flowing well and true.
She was busy talking and socializing with several dignitaries, as a Princess should– At the very least Sunset could be thankful that this night would be formative for Twilight, no matter how excruciatingly boring it would be for the Paladin.
She didn’t care for the music, or the beauty, the lights, or what the night stood for. She didn’t even care for Celestia, who sat idly, atop tall stairs, watching over the party– Frequently, unmistakably, shooting a glance towards Sunset.
Her job was to keep the Princess safe, even if she was without armor. So she was going to sit here, enjoy a few snacks, and otherwise be as dutiful as ever.
Her mind wandered, even if unwillingly, as the music faded into the background, and she beheld the Princess of Friendship, in all her glory.
She could envision this, a thousand years from now. She knew she would never live to see it, but Twilight Sparkle, taller, somehow more beautiful, throwing parties much like these, leading all around her forward, higher, stronger, a golden age in Equestria.
And Sunset wouldn’t live to see it. She used that as a crutch, a helpful little prayer to be thankful for– That she would not live to see a mare living her dream, no matter how much that mare deserved it, no matter how much that mare was better than her.
It had to be good news, it had to be good enough.
And no matter what, at least Twilight was right for this.
Twilight was perfect for this.
Twilight was perfect.
“Sunset Shimmer.” A cold, yet caring familiar voice called from beside her, breaking her out of her trance.
Her ears twitched, and her attention was drawn– A small smile manifested on her lips, as she offered a hoof to be shaken. “Hey, Raven. You actually attend these Galas? Color me surprised.”
“On rare occasions.” Raven inkwell, Celestia’s aide and essentially secretary, continued to behave almost robotically, professionally, even at a gathering like this, as she shook Sunset’s hoof. The suit she wore was the only indicator she might be at a gala, after all, the tie was slightly more colorful than usual. “I’ve been told, on occasion, by the queen, to ‘cease the day’ as it were.” She sat near Sunset, but kept eyeing her.
“Good for you.” She nodded, sternly, suppressing a chuckle.
“Are you enjoying the party, Sunset Shimmer?” She tilted her head, with analytical, tired old eyes.
Now that was a riot, and she couldn’t help but grin. “Since when do you do small talk?”
“You are right.” She exhaled, shaking her head lightly. “I am here for a specific purpose. I am here… To warn you.”
Sunset’s ears twitched, and her tail flicked, with her smiling involuntarily. “Oh please tell me something is going to crash this party. Please tell me there’s changelings in the crowd, or an incoming attack from a wild mythological ancient beast– Or that maybe the forces of the moon are finally coming down for a proper fight!”
Even Raven couldn’t help but smile, seeing the old Sunset shine through. “No, nothing of the sort, I assure you.”
Letting out an audible groan, Sunset rubbed her own temples in boredom. “You wouldn’t believe how boring this friggin gala is to me. I’m praying that some tragedy happens so I get to do something. Maybe break something.”
“I see your violent tendencies are still as sharp as ever.” The aide murmured, looking at the crowd, emotionless.
“Ouch.” Sunset chuckled, shrugging. “But yeah.”
After a bit of hesitation and thought, the aide finally spoke. “You know… There are still plenty of the staff here in the castle that are terrified of you. Others that simply do not care for you– After your rampage, three years ago. Are you aware of this?”
“Somewhat.” She frowned, exhaling; The glances that she was given on occasion while walking the castle were more than enough to tell. “I don’t blame any of them for it.”
“A few of the guards that still had scars from their battle with you… Transferred their posts with Shining Armor to the Crystal Empire, when Twilight Sparkle brought you back. A few of the caretakers are naturally still intimidated; There was this poor gardener too, I’ve forgotten her name… And I was lucky, that day, being able to place Celestia between you and myself…”
“I know it doesn’t mean anything for me to say this at this point…” Sunset beheld her with genuine shame. “...But I’m sorry.”
“I know you are.” Another, slight smile appeared on her lips. “Did you forget? I’ve watched you grow, most of your life, at least. When Celestia gave Twilight the mission of saving you– I was apprehensive… But I wanted that little foal back too.”
This time, she chuckled, genuinely. “Sorry to disappoint.”
“There are others that feel the opposite of that fear.” She affirmed, beholding the crowd. “Some who believe you do good here; I am among them. The previous Captain, above all, is thankful there is a warrior looking after his little sister when he cannot.”
“I’m not doing this for him.” Her eyes, like always, were focussed on the Princess.
“There are several of the staff that appreciate the work you do. Security has been… A concern. Yet you place yourself between the Princess and danger, every time. And we see that.” Pride in her voice was nearly imperceptible. “Your diligence is valued by many; The queen included.”
“Hm.” She affirmed with a hum, nearly saying ‘I’m not doing this for her.’ out loud.
She adjusted her glasses, with a sigh, having been through this before. “It is not my place to warn you– But I will, anyway. I believe it is right that you know that the Princesses and the Queens have all taken special interest in your future– Imminent and far. Your role here, and how it can be expanded.”
Her eyes involuntarily narrowed, scanning the crowd, looking at Twilight Sparkle; And right after, to Celestia, who continued to sit diligently atop the tall stairs. No, this wasn’t news, but she did not know its extent, and it still instigated a bit of internal anger from her– Once again, her life being written for her. And now that she was older, she didn’t believe in the text.
“I know.” She muttered, with a bare snarl.
Raven prepared herself to leave. “Then I suppose I only have one more thing to say; It is of my personal opinion that you should prioritize your own needs above others.”
She grinned involuntarily, examining the aide with amusement. “Raven, are you– Are you telling me to be selfish?”
“I am simply telling you to do what you think is right.” She stated simply, nodding. “I know you would do good here. But you have spent enough of your life following a script, have you not? It has been a pleasure, Sunset Shimmer.”
“That, it has. Goodbye, Raven.” She watched the old aide leave through the crowd, directing herself to the nearest private place away from the crowd– And she did not blame her. Maybe the old secretary really did just want to talk to her again.
And now she was alone, and the boredom quickly began sweeping in.
Raven’s words did make an impression. Sunset spent some time thinking them through, considering just what the advice meant.
Running away? Letting go? No longer subjecting herself to all these roles and responsibilities?
Or was it simply about staying true to personal desires?
She paid no more thought to it, and simply remained observing.
A few moments of idle snacking and thinking passed, until Twilight Sparkle approached her, with a tired, yet excited smile. “Oof! Being a Princess is tough. I wasn’t looking forward to this…!”
“Socializing?” Sunset smiled.
“Yes.” Twilight had a defeated look on her face, that did not make her any less beautiful or cute. “You wouldn’t believe how many of them are trying to kiss up to me; I got multiple offers of signing into causes I don’t know and seem shady, I got a dozen offers of participating in openings or unveilings or other assorted events that I don’t even understand, and I got two marriage proposals.”
Sunset blew air from her nostrils. “If any of them annoy you, just call me and I’ll throw them out, violently, if you want.”
“No violence needed! …Yet.” She stretched, huffing, pouting. “I never got any of these absurd ‘love proclamations’ before I was a princess… Just goes to show they’re only in it for the status…”
“Vultures.” Sunset spoke through gritted teeth. “Don’t let them peck at you. You’re better, and you deserve better.”
“I deserve better.” She repeated, looking at Sunset.
“And buckle up, Princess.” Sunset grinned, tilting her head. “The evening is just getting started.”
“Blergh.” Twilight began shaking herself off, getting a second wind. “I have to get back in there. Want to come with…?”
“Oh, I’ll leave the Princessing to you, thank you very much.” She snickered– The one upside for not being the Princess, no pointless conversations with royals; And above all, she wanted a comfortable distance from the beautiful Princess before her. “I’ve got a comfortable view of you from over here, and I’m keeping an eye out for threats. You should be good.”
“Threats?” She raised an eyebrow, looking around. “...It’s the Grand Galloping Gala. What could happen?”
“Oh, please keep saying that, so that some crisis will happen!!” The Paladin grinned wider, almost pleading. “My money is on a wyvern attacking the castle.”
“Pff, sure, sure. Hey, if something does happen, you and I can totally save the day! It would impress Celestia for sure!” She had a peppy smile, fluttering her wings with joy.
“Hah. As if you even need to impress her more.” Sunset shrugged. “But I’ve got your back, as usual.”
“And I’ll keep an eye out for you too!” She promised with a giggle. “Okay! Princessing resuming now! Wish me luck!”
“Wait.” She paused, stopping the Princess on her tracks, looking at her thoroughly. “...Rarity doesn’t miss, does she?”
“Huh? Miss what?” Twilight tilted her head.
“Your dress– Your hairdo. You look… Really really good.” She affirmed, with slight embarrassment; Suppressing a couple dozen words she could have said about Twilight’s appearance.
“O-oh! Thank you!” Her face reddened slightly. “You’re totally right! Rarity doesn’t miss at all. Like, um, it’s not often I get to see you without armor, so, um, you look really really good too.” Her eyes failed to meet Sunsets, they were instead inspecting her frame.
Sunset winced, after all, what she was wearing was a tight fiery suit and tie. “Yeah, I, uh… Think she might have made this tight on purpose.” She huffed, with a quiet groan.
“Really?” Twilight spoke absentmindedly, eyes fully on Sunset’s body.
The Paladin did not notice.
“Speaking of the ‘Princess’, is she around here?” She shot an absentminded glance at the crowd.
“O-oh! Yes she is!” Twilight snapped out of it, quickly unfurling her wings, almost knocking a full plate of snacks away. “If I see her around, I’ll tell her you said hi!”
“Sure.” The Paladin shrugged with a smile. “I wouldn’t mind ‘thanking’ her properly for this suit.”
“Then I’ll point her in your direction if I see her!” She grinned, peppy, and turned around. “Okay, okay, I’ve stalled enough. Back to Princessing!”
“Good luck.”
Sunset watched her carefully as she was swallowed by the crowd, then let out a sigh.
Alone again, bored again.
She tried not thinking of how much more fun she would have, being side by side with the Princess in these festivities.
Time passed, and the same routine continued.
Snacking, inspecting the crowd, waiting, hoping something would happen, and trying to avoid looking at Celestia.
Silently feeling both pride and envy over the Princess of Friendship.
“Sunset, darling!” A familiar unicorn approached with a kind smile from the crowd, bringing with her a glass of liquor. “You decided to wear my work after all, I see?”
“Not much choice.” She grumbled, shooting another glance towards the Queen. “By any chance, you didn’t make it this tight on purpose?”
“Perish the thought, darling.” She lied, taking a sip of her drink. “I believe it suits you just right!”
“You could have at least made it black.” Sunset grumbled, looking at the colors. Fiery tones such as orange red and white, complementing each other.
“Oh please; Black is a little dark for festivities such as these, don’t you think? It may suit your whole tough paladin look, but I wanted to give you something different. Next time I’m going with all shades of white!”
“I like black.” She mumbled, annoyed. “Ugh. Well, this is better than a dress, at least.” She muttered, with a shrug. Then slowly, she turned with an almost malicious grin towards the unicorn. “So, how are you enjoying your first Grand Galloping Gala, ‘princess’?”
“If you’re going to say it like that, why even say it?” She huffed, pouting. “Rude!”
“Sorry, heh.” She shrugged again, grinning. “You know, some would say it's blasphemous for you to call yourself a Princess when you’re not royalty and don’t have wings. I just think it’s funny.”
“You’re one to talk, miss ‘failed pupil’!” She huffed again. “At least I'm trying!”
“Twilight already beat us to it.” She spoke without energy, exhaling. “If you ask me, you’re wasting your time.”
“Oh please. A mare can dream, can’t she? I’m not giving up. This first Grand Galloping Gala is only another step–” She said, sighing dreamily, looking at nothing, and began moving her own dress in a dancing pattern. “Expanding my business, making myself known far and wide is all part of the process! Can you imagine me, sporting a pair of beautiful wings? My, I would be positively dazzling!”
Sunset did try to imagine it. Rarity was indeed beautiful, and her sense of fashion was both forward, and malleable– She had an impeccable presence, and knew how to socialize at galas, likely even better than Twilight. That, at least, fit the qualities of a Princess.
But she wasn’t worthy– She didn’t have what it took to rule a kingdom, she didn’t have impeccable studious nature, and she didn’t have the strength to combat mythical beasts, much less fight demigods, a fact that Sunset was not blind to.
“Again… Twilight beat us to it. The world doesn’t need more alicorns.” She had no energy in her voice.
“It is not about need, darling. It is about reaching to the heavens and claiming the highest stars! Surely, you must have felt similar, when you were a pupil of Celestia?”
The imagery in her head was always vivid, since a young age. She would spread her wings wide, she would glow like the sun, and she would soar, feeling the wind in her face, unbound, unbeaten, unrestrained. There would be nothing above, or beneath, she would be truly free.
The little orphan that came from nowhere, reaching higher than anybody else ever had.
“...I was in it for power and status.” It was a shallow lie by omission.
“...Beauty and status.” It was the very same. A gross simplification.
They both remained silent for a moment, beholding the party.
But truly, they were looking at the princess of Friendship, and Sunset pointed at her covertly. “...If you look at Twilight for even a second, you’ll know why neither of us have what it takes.”
Rarity brought the drink to her lips, after letting out a sigh of disappointment. “...I am happy for her, I truly am– But I must admit, in all of the time I’ve known her, I never expected her to become a Princess…!”
“Don’t underestimate her.” Sunset spoke sternly, keeping her gaze on the Princess.
The other ‘princess’ had to do her absolute best to not be openly jealous. “She was always so… Short sighted! Incredibly intelligent, yes, her head is too big for her own good, but my goodness, she was never ambitious.”
“I think the word you’re looking for is humble.” The Paladin affirmed strongly.
“Y-yes. I suppose so.” And there it was, one of the principal reasons why the Princess of Friendship was better than all of them.
Sunset’s vision unfocused, as she exhaled. “...I try not to worry about it. Equestria is in good hooves– It doesn’t matter if ponies like us never made it– Twilight did… And that’s enough. It has to be.”
“Speak for yourself! I am not done yet. I am strongly, fiercely considering my next step– And reaching high class establishments like these is only the beginning!!” The seamstress demonstrated true determination. “You will see me shining brighter than anypony else yet. I intend to marry royalty– Uplift myself even higher.”
“Goldigger, huh? No shame in it– We all have to do what we can to live.” Sunset snickered, shrugging, deviously pointing to the target. “Celestia is a bachelor, by the way. Single as can be. Want to shoot your shot?” She jokingly taunted, raising an eyebrow, deeply amused at the idea.
“Bah!” Rarity groaned and scoffed. “I am not foolish enough to reach that high, darling. B-besides, I am a bit too nervous to meet her truly for the first time, I’d like to make the best of first impressions– And I imagine the Queen of the Sun does not have time for silly things like romance or family.”
But she had made time to raise a daughter. Sunset tried averting her thoughts from the matter.
“I mean, just saying, if you are a golddigger…”
“Do not think lowly of me… I genuinely do wish to marry a strong, handsome, honest and kind Prince…” An earnest, excited smile perked on her lips. “True love awaits me, I just know it!”
“Sure.” Sunset had to contain herself from snickering at Rarity’s expense.
“Of course you do not believe in true love.” The seamstress pouted with annoyance. “Why am I not surprised?”
“You can believe whatever you want– I just think you’re setting yourself up for disappointment.” She took another snack, chewing on it absentmindedly. “If you’re looking for love, you won't find it among these stuffy jerks.”
“Dream a little, darling.” She pouted, shrugging. “Dreaming has never done me wrong. What is so bad about hoping for something better? What is so bad about hoping you have a destiny to fulfill…?”
“The disappointment of being proven that you have no destiny.” Spoken from personal experience. “Trust in yourself and what you can do– Don’t hope for a special somepony to swoop in and save you.”
“My goodness, does it ever get tiring, the dark paladin routine? Do you not have anything you desire?” She rolled her eyes, taking another sip of her drink.
“Life taught me thoroughly that what I want never mattered.” She replied through gritted teeth.
“Your view on life is dreadfully miopic, darling.” The seamstress rolled her eyes, scoffing. “You sound like a broken record. Open your eyes, and maybe you’ll find that you have a place in the world.”
“I–” Sunset had no retort, she just grimaced in misplaced annoyance, then mumbled to herself angrily.
Rarity scanned the paladin with her gaze, amused on having left her speechless taking a devious swig of her glass.
Curiosity got the better of her, and she decided to pry further. “How about you, darling? How is your love life doing?”
Sunset nearly laughed at the mere suggestion. “Ppf. Nothing worth mentioning. I was actually going to ask if you wanted to go for a one-night stand.”
"E-excuse me?!"
"What? You're really beautiful, and I'm bored as shit." She shrugged earnestly.
With eyes widened and face reddened, Rarity stammered in anger. “Y-you! You unfaithful, treacherous blackheart!!”
“What?”
With that same anger, the seamstress took what remained of her drink, and tossed it at Sunset’s face, and the paladin dodged it easily, simply tilting her head. The drink flew wild, bathing a few of the snacks on a table, with the rest landing on a royal, who immediately complained.
And neither of the two cared– Rarity was still reeling in anger, flustered. “Twilight Sparkle is right there, and you so openly, so callously suggest cheating on her?!”
Now Sunset was taken back, her face reddened with the misunderstanding. “What the fuck are you talking about– Me and Twilight are NOT a couple?!” Her eyes shot around them, with several royals sneering in annoyance at the shouting match.
“Huh.” Rarity blinked twice, in confusion. “You are not?”
“No!” She responded nervously, shooting glances around them.
“Well, don’t I look like a fool…!” The seamstress fidgeted embarrassingly. “It seemed clear as day to me…?”
“Why in Tartarus would you even think that?!” She barked with a blush.
“Well excuse me.” The seamstress pouted, huffing. “You are a big, strong bodyguard Paladin, who pledged yourself to be by her side always; You protect her at every turn, and she only ever speaks highly of you!”
“T-that’s just my job!” The fluster remained.
“Does your job also entail you staring at her every single waking moment of this gala? Admiring my handiwork, I see?” She teased with a raised eyebrow.
“I’m keeping an eye on her because it’s my job!!” She repeated angrily, still flustered.
“And there you were, going on about how there is no hope or destiny– with that kind of talk, why else would you remain close to somepony who believes in it so thoroughly? My, I figured you were right besides her because you completed each other! Because she gave you purpose!”
She was right on the money. “You’re painfully wrong!” And the fluster remained.
“Sure, sure– And right after I gave you both plenty of eye candy for each other! What a waste of my work!” She shook her head in annoyance.
“So you DID make this suit tight on purpose!” She complained, rubbing her temples. “Damnit, you–”
“Um, excuse me, Sunset? Why are you two fighting?” Twilight had walked over to them, drawn to the annoyance of their fuss, and they hadn’t noticed.
Eyes widened, awkward smiles, and averting proximity, they both shamefully groaned.
Sunset was the first to make an excuse. “We were just having a difference of opinion.” She scoffed, glaring at the seamstress.
“A simple bicker, Twilight! Do not worry darling, we are still the best of friends.” Rarity assured, with a fake smile, patting the paladin on the back. “Sunset here was simply attempting to deflect the true nature of her duty–”
“AHEM.” The Paladin interrupted her with a fluster. “Rarity here was just making assumptions about me.” she composed herself, turning to the Princess. “Don’t worry, we weren’t fighting.”
That convinced Twilight, who nodded with a genuine smile. “Good! I don’t like it when my friends fight!! Please be cordial and polite, okay Sunset?”
“Okay.” She affirmed with a diligent nod, straightening her back.
“If she tells you to bark, do you bark too?” Rarity amused herself with a whisper, and Sunset swiftly silenced her with a tail slap.
“What was that?” Twilight tilted her head.
“Nothing!” They both affirmed.
“O-okay!” She cleared her throat, looking back at the dance floor. “You know, they’re going to start playing some of my favorite music– It’s going to get pretty upbeat! Want to join me, Sunset?”
She froze, with her eyebrows shooting high. “...Dance with you?”
“Yep! It would be so fun!” The Princess’s smile was wide, almost innocent.
“Wouldn’t that be unprofessional?” She asked, and then immediately affirmed. “That would be unprofessional. Sorry, but enjoy the dance floor without me. I don’t dance.”
“That’s not what Pinkie told me.” Twilight smirked, teasing her.
“Ahem, that was uh, alcohol filled stupor.” She lied foolishly; After all, she rejoiced in dancing with friends; But this wasn’t that. “I’m not much of a dancer… I don’t want to step on you accidentally in front of everypony, much less be the center of attention– I’m just your bodyguard, after all– I’m okay here in the corner… Maybe next time?”
There was only a brief moment where Twilight allowed herself to sigh with disappointment, but she nearly immediately picked her head up in determination. “N-next time, then! See you in a bit! You too, Rarity! Please no more fighting!”
They watched silently as the Princess quietly shuffled forward into the far off dance floor.
“Good heavens, darling– So much for the fearless Paladin routine.” Rarity side eyed her, with a grin, shaking her head.
“Don’t you have a handsome prince to find?!” Sunset huffed, glaring at her.
“I am just saying, I’ve heard many tales of your fearlessness in combat, slaying mythical beasts, fighting changeling armadas– Did you not merely weeks ago, slay an entire cult?” She tilted her head, with that same grin. “All that, and the mere idea of dancing with the Princess of Friendship has you shivering with fear. Poor Twilight…!”
“Y-you don’t know shit.” She sneered, but her fluster betrayed her.
“Do you even look at yourself?” Rarity couldn’t help but smile as she easily saw through the Paladin. “I’m Sunset Shimmer, and I’ve platonically pledged my entire life, my entire being, to Twilight Sparkle! I’ll die for her if I need to! But it’s platonic, I swear–”
“--Ugh, shut up!” Sunset whispered in anger.
“Keep the routine if you want, darling. Self sabotage is a tragic look on you. I only envy Twilight– The poor oblivious girl does not know what she has at her disposal…!”
Groaning, Sunset desperately trying to shift the subject. “If you want to gold dig royalty so badly, why don’t you marry Twilight if you love her so much?!”
An involuntary laugh came out of the seamstress, as she shot her head backwards. “Oh darling, don’t even go there; I am desperate, but not that desperate– Twilight is sweet, yes– But a mare like me has needs, and I am positively, undoubtedly certain that she could not fulfill any of them.”
“Yeah. She’s not a big strong handsome Prince, I get it.” Sunset rolled her eyes, then lost her train of thought, staring at the Princess. “...She’ll make for an incredible queen someday, though.”
“Do you need a napkin for your drooling?” Rarity teased, tilting her head.
“Please leave.” She grumbled in response, looking away.
"Ah, Twilight, as oblivious as ever... How I envy her. You are quite attractive, and I am... Appreciative of your musculature--" She nearly growled. "But I am much too kind of a friend to steal you from her, darling." She shrugged, hiding the pleasure it would be. "Let's have a rain check on that one-night-stand!"
All Sunset could do was grumble in annoyance, and fluster.
“I jest, I jest.” Rarity affirmed, making her leave. “I will enjoy the gala for now, but I’ll leave a bit earlier than I wished– I intend to take a trip north soon, and need to prepare for it in the next few days.”
“Expanding your business?” She asked absentmindedly.
“And hoping for adventure.” She nodded with determination. “Oh well– Good luck with your nonsense self sabotage, Sunset. Maybe in a few galas you’ll actually grow the nerve to dance with her–”
“I’m not scared.” She lied angrily, and Rarity saw through it.
“Oh, darling.” She shook her head, amused, giving the Paladin a few friendly pats on her back. “I hope you trip over yourself and land on top of our dear Princess already– Celestia only knows she needs it. If she finally puts you on a leash, or if you find any handsome princes, please report to me!”
“Bwuh.” Was all that the Paladin could mutter in response. And with that, Rarity left, as giddy as she had arrived.
Alone again, and this time, she was thankful.
The Princess, on the dance floor, flailed her limbs and spread her wings wide, cheerfully shaking her entire body to the rhythm of the upbeat tune that played; Royals around her retreated, puzzled, and she minded none of them, simply enjoying herself.
And there was another reason why Twilight made such a good Princess– She was not bound by the expectations and the judgment of others. She was herself, through and through– Maybe occasionally she felt fear or embarrassment, but she stayed true to who she was.
Sunset, for a moment, considered just how scared she was of sharing intimacy with the Princess, and just how adorable she was, even while dressed in the most beautiful manner.
And Rarity was right– Sunset had avoided Twilight like she was contagious, and she could barely understand why. Professionalism was the first excuse, but…
…There was the simple fact that she didn’t know if she could control herself if she did get closer to the Princess.
The past months had indeed demonstrated that she would hop from fling after fling mindlessly to cope– And Twilight Sparkle deserved better. Twilight was too good for that. And those unchaste thoughts had no right being directed towards the greatest mare she had ever met.
She chastised herself for those thoughts, and forced herself to think of nothing, for as long as the Princess danced.
Watching her quizzically, she saw Twilight stop dancing to greet a friend, giddily conversing with her at a distance.
And soon enough, she brought the friend towards Sunset.
The Paladin’s eyes widened, as she inspected this friend.
“I don’t think I introduced the two of you properly, have I?” Twilight, as happy as ever, led her friend forward. “Sunset, this is Moondancer! She was one of my childhood friends, we even studied magic in the same school! Top of our class!”
“H-hello!” The spectacled unicorn offered a shy hoof to be shaken.
And Sunset shook it, analyzing her thoroughly. “...Hi.”
“Moondancer, this is Sunset! She’s been my personal bodyguard for over a year, don’t let the suit fool you, she’s a Paladin! And she’s really, really good at her job!” She spoke proudly.
“I can see that…!” The unicorn inspected the tight suit thoroughly.
Sunset, through one magical motion, took Moondancer’s glasses, and moved them to Twilight’s face, and simply chuckled to herself, as both of the mares squinted. “Wow, sorry, you two just– You resemble each other!” A silly smile manifested in her muzzle.
“Hihi, yeah, we’ve been told…!” Twilight giggled.
“I’ll take it as a compliment, at this point…!” Moondancer clumsily equipped her glasses once more. “Not so bad, being mistaken for a Princess.”
“Not so bad at all.” Sunset couldn’t help but smile, inspecting the unicorn thoroughly, it was an adorable resemblance.
“Anyways, I’m going back to the dance floor, who wants to join??” Twilight hopped in place excitedly.
Sunset offered no reply, eyeing Moondancer, who herself just blushed. “I, um, wouldn’t mind just mingling with Sunset a bit! Get to know her, you know?”
“Suit yourselves!” Twilight smiled widely. “I love it when my friends become friends!” And with that same pep in her step, she moved back to the dance floor.
Silence, as the two unicorns stood together.
In that quiet, Sunset inspected Moondancer. Her dress seemed cheap, but it complimented her well, with shades of purple and red, and her hair was in a lovely, gentle bun.
And unmistakably, she looked a lot like Twilight.
With a fluster, Moondancer shuffled forward, closer, and Sunset did not recoil. “...Forgive me for being forward, but… You seem to have a lot of scars…!” She muttered, inspecting Sunset’s face closely. “Are these all wounds you’ve acquired protecting Twilight…?”
“Some.” Sunset couldn’t help but be quieter, breathing a bit uneasier, at the sight of Twilight’s twin. “I… Was already a warrior before I met her, and a reckless one, too…”
“But you’re still here.” She muttered, almost whispering. “It must mean you’re really good…!”
“I don’t yield, and I’m devoted.” She spoke simply, almost in a trance. “I’ll do anything to keep the Princess safe.”
“Twilight’s spoken highly of you… I can see why.” She blushed, nodding.
“Wait till you see me in a fight, heh.” Sunset grinned. “I’m still hoping there’s some sort of disaster for me to do something in this party…”
“Not a fan of these either, huh?” She adjusted her glasses, with a smile. “Yeah, I didn’t have it in my heart to tell Twilight I wasn’t very interested– But it is a big opportunity, so…!”
“It’s mostly a big royal circle jerk, yeah…” Sunset sighed, scratching her own chin, then looking at Moondancer. “...But there’s undeniable beauty in it, if you know where to look.”
Flustering, she came a little closer. “...Where should I look?”
Sunset couldn’t help but fluster as well. “...In a mirror, maybe.”
Their muzzles were close, suddenly there wasn’t much of a party around them.
Until there was.
“Gah! Sunset, you’re not gonna believe this!” Twilight groaned loudly, approaching them.
The Paladin backed away immediately, ears twitching. “What happened?!”
The Princess, disheveled and angry, displayed a side of her dress, which now had a huge stain. “That friggin… Dummy, Prince Blueblood, totally bumped into me and spilled his whole drink on the beautiful dress Rarity made me– And then when I tried telling him off he told me Princesses should smile more!!”
“Want me to kill him?” Sunset asked without skipping a beat.
Twilight was used to it. “Ugh, no, that won’t be necessary.” As much as she wanted to.
“Funny story. When I was younger, in one of my first galas, I pushed him down that staircase, over there.” Sunset pointed to the distance, with a grin. “I gave him a wedgie and just shoved him– Nopony ever caught me.”
“You did what?” Both mares spoke in unison, shocked, but with admiration.
“What? I was an asshole– And so was he. I should have figured he never changed.” She grumbled, scanning the party looking to find him, considering retribution.
“Ugh. You should have heard him joke about how he taxes his subjects.” Twilight frowned even deeper, with a pout. “I think I need to bring that jerk to justice…”
“What you need to do is enjoy the party.” Sunset affirmed with a smile. “Um, after you changed your dress, maybe.”
“Ugh, I know…” She pouted sadly. “I’ll have to apologize to Rarity sometime…”
“You know, speaking of her…” Sunset grinned deviously, thinking of payback on the seamstress. “…Rarity said she was looking for a handsome prince. Should I recommend her Blueblood?”
“Don’t even think about it!! We should keep her far away from that jerk! She deserves so much better!” Twilight huffed immediately, flapping her wings in anger.
“I’m joking, I’m joking!” Sunset laughed.
“W-well… I’m going to see if Celestia has a few spare dresses that might fit me… You two just keep doing what you were doing, okay?” She offered with a smile.
That was all the endorsement Sunset needed. “Roger that, Princess. I’ll see you later.”
And just like that, the Princess was gone, and Moondancer had been watching the whole thing quietly. “You two are really close, aren’t you…?”
“All part of the job.” She shrugged, with a smile. “Twilight is just… Really easy to get along with.”
“I’ll say…” She sighed, adjusting her glasses. “She was always a prodigy, you know? I can’t even remember the days me and her were spoken of in the same breath… After a while, I couldn’t keep up.”
“...And now she’s Princess.” Sunset gave her a sympathetic smile.
“I’m not… Jealous.” She spoke earnestly. “I don’t want this position, you know…? But I’m just… I just wish it didn’t feel so blinding, looking at her shine…!”
“...Yeah. I know how that feels.” She did, incredibly deeply, with an exhale. “I’m her bodyguard, yeah… But she never needed me.”
“I know I’m not needed.” Moondancer nearly whispered, just audible enough. “But I still don’t want to be left behind…!” She raised her head, not with determination, but faint desperation. “I want to matter, you know…?”
“I know.” Sunset nodded quietly. “...What do you want to be…?”
“Great.” She affirmed, with an almost giddy smile. “I used to want to be a librarian– But seeing Twilight do such great things– I think I might want to be a wizard…? Whether I’m here in Canterlot or traveling– I want to make a difference! See all of Equestria, use my skills with magic for something good, make my name known…!”
With a confident, kind smile, Sunset nudged her, shuffling closer. “...What’s stopping you?”
“...What isn’t?” She mumbled, with a sigh. “I don’t know. It doesn’t feel right. Why would somepony like me deserve to be great? I’m a nobody…!”
“You shouldn’t let that stop you.” She affirmed with that same smile. “If you’re even half as smart as Twilight, I’m surprised you’re not a legend already.”
“Flatterer.” She affirmed, blushing. “But you don’t know me… If you did…”
“I wouldn’t mind getting to know you, then.”
The gala was nearly ending, and Celestia let out a weary sigh, seeing the halls empty, and the main guests began to leave. She stretched, ensuring no royal could see her, and scanned the crowd.
Another boring dull uneventful event with dozens upon dozens of royals kissing her ass. She was desperately hoping for some good news as she glanced at the leaving crowd.
And as the crowd lifted apart, she could see Twilight Sparkle, adorning a new unstained dress… Sweeping the floors with a broom, alone.
Celestia’s eye twitched. She quickly swooped in, with both concern and sadness. “Twilight, what are you doing? Where’s Sunset?”
“Sweeping! I like to help tidy up, it helps me think–” She moved the broom about the floor, rhythming the sweeps she made to the sound of the final songs of the night. “I know it’s silly for a Princess to do, but it’s fun! Look; Sweep, sweep, sweep–”
“Twilight it is really not necessary for you to clean. And again, this is very important: Where is Sunset?” She repeated, hiding her exasperation.
“Oh, she offered to take a friend of mine home! Moondancer, remember her?” She smiled, continuing her sweep, and then blushed a little. “Isn’t Sunset so chivalrous, hihi…?”
“And… Did you manage to dance with her?” Celestia tilted her head, concerned.
“Nope! She said it was unprofessional, and I don’t blame her. Can you imagine the tabloids? ‘Twilight Sparkle caught getting frisky with her bodyguard!’ Sheesh! Like I need any more of that nonsense. She was super nervous about it, too– I think she might have stage fright, hihi.”
“Sunset fears nothing.” Celestia frowned with tremendous disappointment. “Except for you, it seems.” She muttered, inaudible.
“It's okay! I’m not sad about it, there will be other galas. Dancing with friends is always a fun time…” Her mind trailed off, thinking of what she had missed, being unable to dance with her Paladin. “Next time.” She affirmed.
“Yes. Friends.” Celestia exhaled, turning around. “If you need me, I will be atop the staircase– I must converse with my sister about something.”
“Goodnight, Queen Celestia! The Gala was lovely! Crowded, but lovely.” She muttered, trying to suppress her annoyance and frustrations of the night.
The Queen nearly flew up the stairs, cursing quietly to herself, fluttering her wings in frustration. Her aide, Raven, was sitting besides her, writing on a clipboard.
Luna had been watching, from the shadows, with an idle, unamused gaze, saying nothing. Celestia was the one that spoke, more frustrated than she had ever been. “Sunset left the party with a unicorn that looks dreadfully similar to Twilight Sparkle.” It was incredibly rare to see the Queen of the Sun frown like this. “It seems that my pupil was too busy with her Princess duties to do anything at all with her Paladin…!”
“What exactly did you expect, sister?” Luna sneered, huffing, as she came down to sit next to her sister.
“Not this.” She exhaled.
“Were you expecting them to dance romantically bathed by moonlight, surrounded by their subjects, embracing each other and forgetting the world?” It could be considered mocking, if her tone wasn’t bland, and disinterested. “Or perhaps you were hoping a crisis would occur, and Sunset would rescue the Princess from it, in which they would realize their profound love for each other?”
“Okay, I get the picture.” The Queen of the Sun frowned at her sister, with a glare.
“You live for a thousand years, and yet your perception of reality seems almost infantile.” Luna scoffed. “How are you this impatient?!”
“That is quite enough, Luna!” Celestia huffed, glaring. “Can you really blame me for hoping for the best?!”
“You want what’s best for your disheveled failed pupil, I get it–” She bit back. “But you’re not going to get it by trying to control her!”
“Do you have something against Sunset, dear sister?!” She barked, towering over her sister in anger. “Because if so, I’d like to hear it!”
“On the contrary! I am quite fond of her, and would quite like for her to stay with us!” She spoke truthfully, if not angrily. “After all, she may be the only other pony in Equestria that knows what it’s like living up to your shadow! Just because you might know what’s best for her, it does not give you the right to try to control her!!”
“B-but it IS what is best for her!” Celestia affirmed, and she wasn’t necessarily wrong.
“What is best for her is that she is not controlled.” Luna spoke sternly. “She has spent most of her life in servitude– And she deserves a choice.”
“If I may…!” Raven, who was listening intently, yet quietly, spoke up. “I may have a bit of wisdom to share.”
“Please do.” Celestia sighed, Glad to shift the attention away from her sister, and hoping Raven provided good news.
“...Do you remember when you first banished Sunset…?” Raven asked earnestly, adjusting her glasses. “...When you realized you would have to start from scratch with a new pupil?”
Leaning on the railing of the staircase, she pursed her lips, not wanting to relive the memories of one of the worst days of her thousand-year existence– Matched only by the day in which she banished her sister.
Raven spoke as comforting as she could; Not her speciality. “On that day, you made yourself a promise; One that would follow you to your next pupil. Do you remember it?”
Celestia muttered the words with sorrow. “No more biases. No more personal attachment– My next pupil would be there to fulfill a duty, and I would give her all the tools she needed to succeed, nothing more.”
“And Twilight Sparkle thrived, with you as her teacher.” Raven nodded wisely, shooting a glance to the Princess below who danced with her broom. “Sunset, however, did not, with you as her mother.”
Celestia was nearly in tears, exhaling. “I broke my baby…!”
Luna beheld her with pity, and regret. “...Sunset blames herself for everything that happened. It is a daily method of self inflicted torture for her– It is why she is so distant from you. But… You would be wrong to blame yourself for all of it, as well.”
It was rare that Raven saw the queen so vulnerable, so she threaded carefully, gently. “...Sunset Shimmer is an adult now– And she is wiser, we can all see that. You have to let her make her own decisions, even if it means letting her go.”
“And you must admit to yourself–” Luna spoke sternly once more. “--That it may have been your own bias and love towards her that made you think she was destined for greatness.”
“B-but she is capable of so much good!” Celestia muttered, not yet shedding tears.
“Maybe… And capable of a lot of bad, too, much like myself.” Luna looked down, frowning. “We have to let her make her own choices, and hope she makes the ones that are best for her, not us.”
Celestia was about to say another ‘but’, but Luna stopped her with a raised wing, as if shushing her. “I mean it, sister. No more meddling. And If Cadance is right…” She groaned, rolling her eyes. “Love will take its time, but find its way home.”
Yawning softly, and stretching, Moondancer shuffled in the covers, blinking blindly around.
A realization came to her, and she glanced around, finding her glasses on a nightstand beside her, and she equipped them in a hurry.
Ears twitched, she was not in her apartment, but someone else's, and the memories of the night before came flooding swiftly, much to her fluster.
Noises came from the kitchen, with Sunset humming to herself gleefully. Moondancer’s stutters caused her to smile wider. “Don’t get up! You’re getting breakfast in bed!”
Moondancer’s eyes widened, as the strong Paladin brought a tray with pancakes to bed, sitting beside it, happy as ever. “You’re in for a treat, I’m getting really good at making these, heh.”
They indeed looked delicious, covered in a healthy layer of honey and cinnamon, and the smell was not bad at all, either. But, for a moment, Moondancer just sat there.
“What’s wrong? Shit, are you allergic?” Sunset’s face immediately shifted into a grimace of worry.
“N-no! No, I just, um…” She stuttered, adjusting her glasses, blushing. “I, um, thought last night was a dream. Frankly I thought I dreamed you up.”
“I’m right here.” Sunset nodded, grinning confidently. “And I’m happy to be of service.” She winked.
Moondancer nodded quietly, yet emphatically, and began eating the breakfast provided, and was pleasantly surprised to find it was indeed delicious.
They ate quietly for a moment, and she was pleasantly surprised to see Sunset smiling through all of it. “Um… May I ask you a few questions?”
“Of course!” She responded immediately.
“Well, first off, I’d just like to say your apartment is lovely. It’s… Comfortable. Did you do renovations recently?”
“Unfortunately, yes.” She muttered with an annoyed sigh, but then smiled again. “I'm glad you like it, though!”
“It’s lovely! Especially that picture board– You seem to be making a lot of memories!” She affirmed with a pleased smile. “I should have figured you were popular…!”
“Something like that.” She shrugged, with a smile. That photo wall was beginning to be her pride and joy.
“Um… Next question…” She adjusted her glasses, inspecting Sunset’s back. “Those scars… Did you have wings in the past? What caused them…?”
Silence, for a moment, where Sunset considered her response, considered how much she wanted to open up.
It just so happened that it was easy to follow the bidding of a mare that looked like Twilight.
“...Are you familiar with urban legends of the Everfree forest? Myths, monsters, other things of the sort?” She asked the spectacled unicorn, calmly.
“With some, yes. It is quite an interesting subject of study…!”
“...Are you familiar with the demon of the temple of the moon?” She tilted her head analytically.
“Somewhat! A ravenous beast that was said to be trapped in an abandoned temple in the forest, right?”
“Yep. That was me.” Sunset affirmed, with a hollow tone. “I was the demon. I was trapped there for two years.”
“O-oh dear! W-what happened!?”
“It’s complicated, and not very good breakfast talk…” She shrugged, with a sad smile. “Twilight saved me from the darkness possessing me, but the wings… Had to go. They wilted off, and I was left with those scars.”
“O-oh, I’m so sorry…!” Moondancer had tremendous concern in her voice. “I’m… Glad Twilight saved you. No wonder you are so devoted to her…!”
“Hm.” She hummed absentmindedly. “After she… Brought me back, I pledged myself to her. Little did I know, she was the latest pupil of Celestia… The rest is history.”
“...Do you regret it?”
“Regret what?”
“Pledging yourself to her.”
Silence.
She wanted to avoid the question entirely, but she didn’t say a word.
Clearing her throat, she looked away. “It's… complicated. I’d rather not talk about it during breakfast, if that’s okay.”
Moondancer could sense a change of subject was in order, but she had more to pry. “Do you mind if I ask you a couple of tangentially related questions, then…?”
“Shoot!” Sunset said, taking another bite of her flavorful pancakes.
Nervously, blushing, Moondancer stammered her way onto something that plagued her mind beautifully. “...Do you treat every other lover of yours as gently as you treated me…?”
Sunset snickered, exhaling, answering the question with another. “Are you asking that because you want to know if you’re special, or because you want to prod over my sexual life?”
“The answer would reply to both questions regardless, wouldn’t it?” She fidgeted with her glasses nervously, pensively, flustering. “It was, um, my first time, I’m just glad it was with you.”
Sunset nearly choked. “Holy shit– Did I deflower you? I’m sorry, wow!” She couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Nothing to be sorry about.” She muttered, blushing. “Ahem, and um, about the question?”
“...I didn’t want to hurt you.” She replied earnestly, with a kind sigh. “That’s all.”
Moondancer nodded quietly, still blushing, thankful for the breakfast.
Silence passed while she psyched herself up for asking the burning question.
“...Why did you call me Princess?”
Sunset spat out her Pancakes, nearly choking on them, wheezing for air, and gasping. “I what!?”
“You called me Princess. When we were doing… What we were doing, last night.”
“Y-you must have misheard me, hahah!” She grinned nervously, making painfully awkward flustered eye contact.
“I doubt I would have misheard you a couple dozen times.” She raised an eyebrow quizzically. “Why did you call me Princess?”
“Just a pet name, haha! I hope you liked it, and uh, stuff!” She lied poorly, tripping over her own words.
“I did.” She adjusted her glasses again, with a fluster. “But, um, that wasn’t the point of the question.”
Sunset did not reply, instead filling her mouth with more pancakes and chewing nervously.
“Final question.” She narrowed her eyes, still blushing, but burning with curiosity. “Have you done… This with Twilight Sparkle?”
“No, why would you think that?!” She grinned nervously, even if speaking earnestly, with a mouth full of pancakes.
With a sigh, Moondancer shook her head, blowing raspberries. “...I knew it was too good to be true.”
“I don’t know what you mean…?”
She began cleaning her glasses, while pensively pondering. “It seems you might have projected your affection towards the Princess and directed it at me.” She exhaled, shrugging. “It was ultimately for my benefit, don’t get me wrong, I don’t regret it– But I’ve read enough books about psychology to know that you have some underlying issues you need to adress with my friend.”
“I, uh, what?” She tilted her head, much like a confused dog.
“I figured I would be the vulnerable one that could be taken advantage of, but I believe it is the opposite, and I’m sorry.” Moondancer fidgeted embarrassingly. “I am sorry it took me so long to notice– If I had earlier, I would have just directed you towards Twilight.”
“Look, I don’t know what you’re talking about–” Sunset grinned awkwardly. “But I did enjoy what we did! I did, really!” It was the honest truth.
“And yet, I can’t help but shake the feeling you wanted somepony else.” She raised an eyebrow, with a grin of someone that was reading her like a book. “I had heard plenty of good things about you from Twilight, but I had also heard the… Interesting things.” She sighed, shaking her head. “The way you talked last night about purpose and happiness– All directed at me, deflecting it all off of you. Why are you stopping yourself from being happy?”
“I–” She paused, looking away, head still spinning from the entire conversation. “I’m… In a transitional period in my life. I nearly died a few months back, and I remember only feeling… Relief, when I laid down my life so Twilight could beat Nightmare Moon. For the past months I’ve just been kind of on a bender… I’m waiting to see if the bell tolls or if I have to keep going with this shit.” She gestured vaguely.
“You seem to be rationalizing your insecurities as an excuse to self sabotage.” the unicorn exhaled, fidgeting with concern. “It is a cruel reality you live in, one where you’re not allowed to be happy…”
“Look, it's not about that.” She clumsily fumbled her thoughts. “I just– I don’t think it's a good idea to commit myself to some shit, if I’m going to die tomorrow.”
“That is exactly what I just said.” She huffed, frowning. “Why are you not allowed to be happy?”
“I’m just not.” She narrowed her eyes, with a shrug. “Not in the cards for me. I’d rather leave the world to keep spinning– I’m not… I don’t deserve to mess with it.”
“Instead of leaving it to fate, maybe you should ask yourself what you want, instead?” She leaned forward, with concern. “What you want, not anypony else. You.”
Silence, as Sunset thought to herself. Some words from the previous night bounced around in her head– If what she wanted was wrong to have, all she needed was to be selfish to have it. And that never stopped her from getting it before, why did it now?
Rarity said she was scared. And she was right. Scared of being happy, scared of having something good.
Why not grab life by the horns and take it? Why not be selfish and claim it, once more?
No, she didn’t deserve happiness. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t take it.
Moondancer cleared her throat. “You are incredibly strong and capable– Your skills are unique. If you are unhappy here, you could go anywhere in Equestria, have anything you want. Why don’t you?”
“I don’t want anything else.” She muttered, vision blurred, looking away.
“Then what do you want?”
Quietly, Sunset laid her head down on her bed in defeat, chuckling with nervousness, and regret. “Why didn’t I just fucking dance with her?!” She muttered, muffled by the mattress.
“There we go.” Moondancer smiled, taking another bite of the delicious pancakes. “You’re welcome, Twilight.”
Raising her head, she had a look of almost determination, if not desperation. “Moondancer. You’re incredible. If you stop by the castle, and you still want to be a wizard, maybe Twilight can hook you up in some way–” She turned, and elegantly, skillfully equipped her armor in mere seconds. “But I have to go to work, and I need to tell Twilight what I want before I chicken out.”
“Good.” She nodded, but then sighed. “...Shame, though. Looks like Twilight will beat me to something good again.” She spoke vaguely, beholding the Paladin.
Sunset grinned, laughing at her own previous idiocy. “Hey, Twilight didn’t beat you to anything. Don’t forget last night.” She walked forward, kissing her on the cheek. “Seriously, thank you, Moondancer. I hope I see you around.”
“M-me too.” She blushed, giggling. “Well, let’s tidy up so you can see your Princess…!”
“Yeah. C’mon. I need to talk to her yesterday.”
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Here’s advice: Before you pledge your blade to the Unicorn that saved you from shadows and the evil hold they had on you, ask her who she works for.
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<p>Sunset Shimmer failed as a pupil of Celestia– The shadows took advantage of her ambitions and the darkness within, and twisted her into a demon.</p><p>…And then Twilight Sparkle, saved her. If only she had known Twilight was the newest pupil of Celestia, her <i>replacement,</i> the living proof of all her failures, <i>before</i> she made a paladin pledge to serve and protect her as a life debt.</p><p>A conflict of interest, there. Her guilt, her shame, and her regrets, direct her to be as far away from her past as possible. And her debt to Twilight, her desire to repay her for being saved by her, and even her admiration to her replacement keep her close from all of the things that make her feel weak.</p><p>…And now that Twilight became an Alicorn, she realizes she needs a fucking break.</p><hr/><p><i>This is an illegitimate prequel to the </i><a href="/story/553038/the-princess-and-the-peasant" rel="nofollow"><i>Princess and the Peasant</i></a><i>, due to it being set on the same universe, but at an earlier time frame to that fic! Though it's only a prequel, it's not fully related to that story, barely, even, as you might expect. There will be few references, but it's very much a stepping stone to more being done on that universe!</i></p>
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Luna swooped down onto one of the highest towers of Canterlot castle, smiling at a job well done.
“How was the night?” Celestia greeted her with a smile and a yawn.
“Uneventful.” It was a proclamation of victory, as the Queen of the Night grinned with satisfaction. “Equestrian dreams remain safe, thanks to my efforts. Your turn, sister.”
And with that, she smiled even further, spreading her wings– This routine, this new routine, had been truly wonderful ever Since Luna had returned. She had missed change– Long, kind, positive change.
She raised the sun, as her sister lowered the moon.
They both let out thankful sighs, and shared nods– And now Luna was the one yawning. “I’m going to get some rest myself– See you in a few hours, sister–”
But she stopped, as Celestia’s eyes widened, her attention caught by a certain gleam below. Sunset Shimmer’s armor reflecting the light of the newly raised sun. “Hm! Sunset seems to be entering the castle in a hurry?”
Luna raised a single, judgemental eyebrow.
“I-I won’t meddle, sister! I’ll just go say hi! It’s polite!” She huffed, embarrassed.
“We’ll see about that. I’m coming with you.” The Queen of the Night grinned, sticking to her sister like glue to ensure that she would stick to her promise.
And just like that, the two Alicorns took flight, and teleported to boot.
Sunset had made her way past the courtyard in a full gallop, and they saw her across the hall they were on at full speed.
“Good morning, Sunset!” Celestia waved with a wing as Sunset nearly flew past the two alicorns. “What’s the hurry?”
The Paladin nearly left sparks in her wake as she hit the brakes on her gallop, in a clumsy turn, with a clumsy smile. “H-hi! Oh Shit–” She tumbled, rolled on the floor, and recovered, her helmet went skidding on the floor. “I’m okay! Good morning!” She waved.
“Is something the matter?” Luna questioned, approaching her with concern. “You are always punctual, yes– But rarely in a hurry.”
“Twilight’s in her room, right?” She asked, breathing quickly and sharply, taking a glance backwards. “Nowhere else?”
“Of course! Why the worry?” The Queen of the Sun tilted her head, sharing her concern.
“Well, um…” Sunset fidgeted, considering making a simple excuse, and then shook her head, with an exhale. “...She offered to make me the Captain of the royal guard, and I’m going to say yes. Is that okay?” Her smile was almost with a plea, matched only by her heavy breaths due to running.
First, Celestia was shocked– But in only a second, she smiled widely. “Of course it is okay. It is Twilight’s decision, after all… And I look forward to directing you through your duties, Sunset. Would you like me to show you the barracks–” She was silenced by a quick wing slap from Luna.
“No need! Twilight still needs to agree, right?” Sunset shrugged, with a true smile. “T-thanks though. I’m happy to be here, really.” And she was.
With a nod, Celestia approached her, speaking incredibly gentle. “Sunset Shimmer… Have you found your Equilibrium?”
They were incredibly close, and Sunset had to look up, but it did not stop her from smiling. “M-maybe? I don’t know yet. Um… Ask me tomorrow?”
With a light, heavenly chuckle, Celestia nodded again. She leaned forward, kissing Sunset’s forehead, and with that proximity, whispered kindly. “Remember: Better late than never, little one.”
“Y-yeah…!” She snickered, and quickly scooped up her helmet. “Gotta go! I’ll let you both know how it goes! Bye Queen Celestia, bye Queen Luna!”
And just like that, she galloped out of there, and the two Alicorns watched the whole way.
And as soon they were alone, Luna smirked, nudging her sister. “...Go on, then.”
Celestia squealed, and began prancing with joy.
Twilight adhered to a strict routine– Strict enough that ‘stay in bed for five more minutes’ was a part of her schedule. And she did so with just as much efficiency as everything else.
Despite her wings, she had learned to burrito herself perfectly within the sheets of her king-sized bed; As comfortable as any Princess could possibly be, her eyes shielded from the rising sun beneath her curtains with a sleeping mask.
She let out a cute yawn, and shuffled a bit, warming herself up– her room did have a heating problem, it was on her schedule that she would get it fixed eventually– But for now, a simple bundle of sheets to be wrapped around was more than enough.
Her entire body awoke nearly immediately when she heard the knock on her door, and the familiar voice of her Paladin coming from behind it. “Hey, Twilight! You awake?”
She flinched, and with her magic, quickly lifted her sleeping mask off her eyes– Sunset was always punctual, but never early– And she always waited outside her room.
She quickly took a glance around her, thinking twice. Had she slept in? Impossible! Was there some sort of crisis? Unlikely!
“Hey, can we talk? It’s important.”
She froze– This meant coming inside her room, which was a mess. Dozens of papers laid about, her entire set of blankets was in a burrito of which she currently inhabited, two dresses she had worn the night before laid on the floor absentmindedly; One in desperate need for washing, the other equally crumpled, making her keenly aware that it was past laundry day, and there was a stack of books that went all the way to the ceiling.
“U-um, in a minute!” Her voice was a bit shrill– First words of the day, after all. Clumsily, she teleported out of the burrito blanket, and immediately made her bed– In that same haste, she began organizing and tidying up her surroundings.
“Twi, I can hear you tidying up in there, that’s not necessary, just open the door, heh!”
She could hear the Paladin chuckling outside, reading her like a book– The entire room had become enveloped in her magic on her frail attempts to tidy up before her Paladin came in. Awkwardly, she just stopped on her tracks… And let everything collapse, clumsily.
By the time she opened the door, papers were still gliding to the floor.
She greeted her paladin with a weary, but happy smile. “S-Sunset! Hi! You’re not usually this punctual! Um, what’s this about?”
“We need to talk. Can I come in?” She breathed a bit uneasy, and seemed like she had run here.
Twilight stepped back, motioning for her to come inside, with an awkward smile. “Sorry for the mess, I uh, don’t usually get visitors. It isn’t like this everyday. This is, um, a one-time-thing.” She lied clumsily.
Sunset removed her helmet, letting it idle on a desk, and adjusted her mane nervously, steadying her breathing. “Look, Twilight, it's–” She inhaled, then exhaled. “This is important. This is everything.”
Twilight looked at her intently– It did seem serious. She quickly removed her sleeping mask off her forehead, tossing it to her bed, and gave her Paladin an awkward smile. “Go ahead! Whatever it is, we’ll deal with it!”
“You see, the thing is…” She couldn’t make eye contact at first, as she psyched herself to speak.
There was a moment of quiet, where she arranged the words in her head, thinking over exactly what she needed to share.
“Sunset? Is everything okay?” She approached, with genuine concern.
“When we first met.” Sunset began, making eye contact, straightening her back. “When we first met, I was a demon, trapped in a dark place I couldn’t escape. I tried to kill you– And you beat me, and spared me.”
The Princess nodded, paying attention.
“The thing is– You could have killed me. Hell– You probably should have. I would have...” She exhaled, tilting her head. “But you didn’t. You could have killed me, but you didn’t. Then you saved me…!”
“Of course I did! Why wouldn’t I–” Twilight began speaking, but Sunset silenced her with a gentle hoof to the lips, and a smile.
“And after that, when you dragged me, bleeding and wounded, out of that place, I pledged myself to you. I promised I’d do anything for you.” She exhaled, reminiscing. “...You could have refused. But you didn’t.”
Twilight, remaining quiet, simply smiled, incredibly happy to see Sunset smile.
“And then I found out that you were Celestia’s current pupil, my replacement… And I offered you an out. I told you that if you wanted me to leave, I’d gladly leave, as long as you let me. Because… I didn’t want to face my old, failed, ruined life. Well… The life that I ruined. I hoped you would let me go...” Eye contact, full of affection and pride. “...But you didn’t.”
They were closer now.
“You could have replaced me with any guard… But you didn’t. You could have let me die fighting Nightmare Moon… But you didn’t. You could have even let me go after that– Say my pledge is fulfilled! …But you didn’t.” She chuckled, letting out a weary, happy exhale. “And I’m so fucking happy you didn’t, every step of the way.”
Twilight shared that chuckle, uncertain on where this conversation was headed, but happy to see Sunset happy.
“Look– I talked with Moondancer, and she opened my eyes. She… She made me ask myself about what I wanted– And not just ask, but actually think about taking it– Something I never considered before.” She affirmed, with a determined nod. “Because why would I ever try to get what I want? I don’t deserve it– Hell, I’d be satisfied just doing what I'm doing until my body gives out– I've been complacent! I’ve been just– Hopping from bender to bender, without purpose!”
“Aw, Sunset, look–” But she was silenced again, with that same affectionate hoof, pressing on her lips.
“I want to tell you what I want– And you’re probably the only one that’s going to hear this, so listen up, because if I don’t say this now, I’m never saying it.” She muttered, with a tired smile.
With great anticipation, Twilight sat, eyes widened, waiting, looking at every movement Sunset made.
“I want…!” She exhaled, with an almost teary smile, a wide, gentle grin. “I want to be as close to you as I could possibly be. I want to make sure you’re safe, even if I’m asleep–” She shook her head, suppressing laughter. “I want to move out of my shitty apartment! I want to live in this castle again– I want to be close to Celestia again–”
Twilight smiled even more, but remained quiet, even as Sunset approached her. “I want to be your Captain.” She affirmed, with a determined whisper. “I want to whip all of those lazy guards into shape so bad– I want them all to be as devoted to protecting Equestria, to protecting YOU as I am. I want to make sure this castle is a bastion of safety, so that when you’re here, I know that nothing could ever hurt you. I want to know you’ll be okay– No matter how far I am.”
She grinned widely, and couldn’t contain a tiny squeal of excitement. “Yes! Yes yes yes!!” she hopped up and down with glee.
“There’s one more thing I want.” She spoke, not sternly, but just enough to call attention, so Twilight would settle down.
“The thing is…” Sunset sighed nervously, looking at the ground, then just shook her head.
“Fuck it.” She muttered, and just like that, she leaned forward, pulling Twilight into a kiss.
It wasn’t long, just enough for the Princess to go from surprise and shock to acceptance and enjoyment of it– No matter how much she was stupefied.
Sunset pulled away, not smiling, but determined, as she spoke the most important words she would ever speak.
“I want to be whatever you want me to be.” She affirmed with a nod. “I’m fully committed to you– Whatever you want me to be, I’m yours. I want to be by your side until I die, Twilight Sparkle.”
The Princess was dumbfounded, still reeling on the dizziness of her first kiss, lips still awkwardly puckered out, face as red as ever.
Sunset saw that pause, and smiled nervously. “S-sorry if that’s too much. I didn’t want anything unsaid– But if you think it’s out of order, I’ll go gladly take it back–”
She was silenced with a quick, affectionate hoof to her lips.
It was Twilight’s turn to talk.
“Okay, um…!” Her face was incredibly red. “I think everything you said is… Really really good.” She tilted her head, looking away, giggling to herself. “But there is one thing that’s wrong.”
Sunset’s ears twitched in confusion, as she watched the Princess intently.
They were muzzle to muzzle, eye to eye, as Twilight Sparkle smiled with incredible affection. “You said you want to be by my side until you die. And I think that’s beautiful. I want that– But guess what, Sunset? I don’t want you to die. Ever.”
Sunset’s eyes widened.
“So my first decree as your Princess, to you as my Captain– Sunset Shimmer, you will keep yourself alive, so you can be with me.” She spoke almost rehearsed, with a hoof to her Captain’s cheek. “Is that clear?”
Sunset nodded confidently, grinning, they could feel each other’s breaths. “By your decree, I will never lose a fight as long as I serve you, Princess Twilight Sparkle. I promise.”
“Good.” She affirmed, with a devious smile, then leaned forward to kiss her captain.
It was a clumsy kiss– She was inexperienced, after all, but she was desperate to demonstrate her affection, and Sunset didn’t mind it in any way.
“And now, for my second decree…!” Twilight blushed fiercely, leaning a hoof on her Captain’s chestplate. “Whatever you were doing with mares these past months– I want you to do to me. Right now.”
“U-um. Yes! Your wish is my command!” Sunset gave a nervous, enthusiastic, flustered salute.
“...How do we get this armor off?” Twilight began fidgeting with her Captain’s chestplate, a bit desperate, even.
“It’s, um, a bit tricky!” Sunset chuckled, seeing her Princesses efforts.
“Teach me.”
A lazy day could be described as one where you spend mostly in bed, and don’t demonstrate much effort, hardly exert yourself.
Twilight and Sunset spent a lazy day together, but only in the former sense of its description, rarely venturing out of the Princess’s room, and spending every hour of it together.
The moon had risen, and they were closer than they could have possibly been, embracing each other incredibly comfortably, on that massive, now not-so-empty bed.
“I had a heating problem in this room that I needed to fix, it’s on my schedule…!” Twilight spoke absentmindedly, while nuzzling Sunset’s chest with a smile. “Problem solved. You’re so warm…!” And she was, incredibly so, the body heat made her impeccably comfortable to embrace.
“Glad I could be of service.” Sunset smiled, bringing her even closer gently, and with extreme affection.
They would often spend moments of incredibly comfortable silence together, where Twilight would listen to Sunset’s heartbeat, and feel the rise and lower of her chest.
“So, um…” Sunset flustered a little bit, fidgeting, thinking of events hours prior. “...Do you want to talk about what you, um, muttered when we were doing what we were doing…?”
“Oh my gosh, can we not…!” Twilight hid her fluster by nuzzling Sunset’s chest, hiding her entire face with it. “It's dumb, okay. It was my first time. I’m dumb.”
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of!” Sunset snickered with affection. “It’s just, um, surprising. The mares I go down on don’t usually, well, they don’t usually moan the words ‘I love you’ so freely. And um, I was just wondering–”
“As your Princess, I command you to pretend that didn’t happen.” Twilight said sternly, but her fluster betrayed her.
Sunset, chuckling, nodded. “As your captain, I have no choice but to oblige.”
More comfortable silence, as Twilight simply let out delighted sighs. “You know… I dream of you often.” She muttered, blushing.
“Really?”
“It's silly, but, usually when I’m having nightmares, you come in and save me…! When it first started happening, I wondered if… I wondered if you found some way to actually come into my dreams to keep me safe in them– Just like you do here…” She let out a little giggle, nuzzling Sunset’s side. “It’s silly. I know it’s just dreams, but… You keep me safe, even in them… Thank you.”
“I can verify that I’m not doing it consciously!” Sunset smiled, kissing her forehead. “But I am incredibly thankful that dream me isn’t slacking.”
More giggles, as Twilight warmed her muzzle on Sunset’s chest. “I feel so dumb…!” She exhaled, pouting. “Promise you won’t be mad?”
“Why would I ever be mad at you?” Sunset almost laughed.
There was a bit of shame in her voice, like she was caught stealing cookies. “...I have to admit, that in these past few months... I didn’t like seeing you with other mares. I didn’t even know why, but… I didn’t like it. Well, in retrospect, it’s obvious why.”
“Maybe, yeah, heh.” Sunset grinned– Even that envy was the truest form of affection.
Hiding her face, Twilight mumbled shamefully. “If I had asked you to stop, you would have stopped, wouldn’t you?”
“Absolutely.” She spoke earnestly.
With a groan, the Princess revealed her flustered face. “Ugh, see!? I’m such a dummy... Sometimes it’s so hard to just say what you want…!”
“Don’t I know it!” She laughed ironically.
The sheets were comfortable, and the embrace even more so. If they stopped talking, they’d both likely doze off, so Twilight continued muttering lovingly, after enough silence had passed. “I want you to meet my parents. And my brother.”
“Haven’t I done that already?” With a light chuckle and a nuzzle, Sunset grinned closer. “Remember that time in the Crystal Empire? Me and your brother had to fend off a changeling armada.”
“No. Properly.” Twilight assured sternly. “I want you to meet them properly. I wanna show you off. ‘Hey mom! Hey dad! Here’s my new Captain that kisses me whenever I tell her to!’” She stated proudly.
“Go ahead, tell me to.”
“Kiss me.”
Her wish was a command, obeyed with diligence and love.
More comfortable silence passed, interrupted only when Sunset’s eyes widened with a stark, stupid realization. “Twilight… I just realized something really stupid.”
“What is it?”
She exhaled, with a dumb grin on her face. “My job has been to keep you safe, all this time– I just realised how much fucking easier it would have been, if we always shared the same bed.”
“Oh, for the love of Celestia, you’re right. We’re so dumb.” She hid her face on the crook of Sunset’s chest, huffing, which only led to them laughing.
Silence, accentuated only by them giggling.
Raising her head, Twilight pouted, afraid she was stepping on eggshells. “I will say, though… I want to keep this a secret, for the foreseeable future, if you don’t mind?” She fidgeted on Sunset’s fur thoughtfully. “You know… Us. I just… There’s so many tabloids and newsletters writing gossip about me, it’s infuriating– Can you imagine what they’d say? And I don’t want it to make it seem like you won your position through nepotism…! Is that okay?”
“Twilight, it’s more than okay.” She smiled proudly, kissing her forehead. “The Captain’s quarters are only a hop and a skip away– I want to be exactly who you want me to be, remember? Besides, I don’t want to have to explain this to Celestia anytime soon... ‘Hey, Queen of the Sun! Want to know what your old pupil did to your new pupil?’ That will be a– A strange conversation. I’m pretty sure she’d be against this.”
“Hihi, yes, I’m pretty nervous about telling her…!” She exhaled, with a small smile. “But I don’t regret any of it.”
“Me either.” She grinned, leaning down for another kiss. “I don’t mind being your little secret. As long as you’re happy; We can take this as slow as you want to, okay? I’m in no rush at all.”
“Well I definitely don’t want to take it slow.” She had a mischievous smile on her lips, as she leaned to kiss some more.
More kisses, more giggles, more comfortable silence.
With a delighted sigh, Sunset continued. “I’ll be glad to move out of my apartment– I was never a fan of it anyways. We’ll have to do some cleaning on the vacant captain quarters, though… Your brother left it kind of messy.
With a little chuckle, Twilight nodded. “Yeeeep, he was always a bit of a slob, I hear Cadance fixed that up, though…!”
“You’ll also be happy to know that I’ve already been making a list of improvements I want to make to the royal guard.” Sunset stated proudly. “Patrol patterns need to be adjusted, clock in schedules need a major overhaul, and I’m making a whole new training regimen–” She was interrupted by a fierce kiss.
“You’re so dang hot. Did I ever tell you that? But no business today. Today’s a lazy day.” She cuddled closer, letting out a pleased sigh.
“As you wish.” Sunset grinned, then spoke gently, kindly. “...And don’t worry. Secret or not, whenever you want me here, day or night, you can just call and I’ll be here, okay? Always.”
“I hope I can stop myself from calling you here every night.” She huffed, with an embarrassed sigh. “For the sake of the secret…!”
“How shameful!” Sunset put on a mocking, joking voice. “The great, mighty and beautiful Princess of Friendship can’t resist simple temptation!”
“Shuddup. There’s nothing simple about this temptation.” She spoke, immensely flustered, pouting more, then she cleared her throat. “Ahem. On that same note. As your princess, I demand you to indulge me once more.”
“As you wish.” Sunset got on top, grinning. “You’re loving being able to do that, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Me too.”
Sunset’s alarm rang, her horn flashed dimly, rousing her, announcing that Twilight’s routine would start soon.
Her instincts commanded her to get out of bed, but she stopped. Twilight Sparkle was intertwined with her, snoring quietly, bundled up right alongside her, as comfortable as she could possibly be, as safe as she could possibly be.
Her job was to keep Twilight Sparkle safe. And she was fulfilling it in her sleep, she was fulfilling it the moment she woke up. And with it, there was no need to get out of bed.
She chuckled ironically, and lovingly. This alarm was outdated, and it would have to be changed.
But for now… She just enjoyed holding her Princess.
She spent her time wisely, gently, simply enjoying the moment.
Her eyes went wide with a sudden realization– Had she actually just acquired this position through nepotism? Had she begun gold digging like Rarity, even if accidentally?
Had she just deflowered an alicorn Princess? That was scandalous, for sure. For Twilight’s sake, this indeed would have to be kept a secret, even if it was just due to embarrassment.
And Sunset minded none of it.
Everything would change, starting now. She found herself happier than she had ever been– More fulfilled than she had ever been.
She was right where she wanted to be, and she was wanted.
Perfect little Princess of Friendship, cozying up on her embrace, safer than she could possibly be. What could be better than that?
Twilight was happy. So she was happy too. Nothing else mattered.
She chuckled quietly, smiling to herself, leaned forward, and kissed the Princess’s forehead.
“I love you too.” She whispered gently, lovingly.
She closed her eyes, and allowed herself to sleep for as long as Twilight wanted.
And just like that, the bender was over.
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Pinkie Pie,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Sunset Shimmer,Twilight Sparkle,Alternate Universe,Comedy,Romance,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Paladin Shimmer goes on a bender
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Here’s advice: Before you pledge your blade to the Unicorn that saved you from shadows and the evil hold they had on you, ask her who she works for.
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<p>Sunset Shimmer failed as a pupil of Celestia– The shadows took advantage of her ambitions and the darkness within, and twisted her into a demon.</p><p>…And then Twilight Sparkle, saved her. If only she had known Twilight was the newest pupil of Celestia, her <i>replacement,</i> the living proof of all her failures, <i>before</i> she made a paladin pledge to serve and protect her as a life debt.</p><p>A conflict of interest, there. Her guilt, her shame, and her regrets, direct her to be as far away from her past as possible. And her debt to Twilight, her desire to repay her for being saved by her, and even her admiration to her replacement keep her close from all of the things that make her feel weak.</p><p>…And now that Twilight became an Alicorn, she realizes she needs a fucking break.</p><hr/><p><i>This is an illegitimate prequel to the </i><a href="/story/553038/the-princess-and-the-peasant" rel="nofollow"><i>Princess and the Peasant</i></a><i>, due to it being set on the same universe, but at an earlier time frame to that fic! Though it's only a prequel, it's not fully related to that story, barely, even, as you might expect. There will be few references, but it's very much a stepping stone to more being done on that universe!</i></p>
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2024-08-11T18:13:16+00:00
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2024-08-11T18:13:10+00:00
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“We have a problem.”
“Do we, now? What else is new?”
“Sunset Shimmer just became Captain of the royal guard. Even now, day by day, she is happier and more fulfilled– And through her happiness, the castle’s defenses are heightened, and her loved ones become stronger.”
“Ironic, that making her our vessel once more would undermine all of that– But it is impossible, with her as fulfilled as she is.”
“And that meddlesome fool Luna continues to protect Equestrian dreams from our Nightmares. Our influence is waning, we are running out of options.”
“Luna will get what’s coming to her eventually; Sunset Shimmer is the Priority.”
“If she becomes an alicorn, we could have a serious problem. What would stop a Princess and the Queen, both wielding the power of the sun, from flying over here and bathing our land in light?”
“Relax. We have time– it is unlikely she will ever become one. Let them all feel comfortable and safe, while we plan their downfall. We from the dark can bide our time, for as long as we need.”
“We need a new vessel, YESTERDAY. I am TIRED of biding my time.”
“A vessel would do us no good with things as they are. Even Nightmare Moon fell before Twilight Sparkle; And now they are all united, and strong. We need to divide them before considering our next attack.”
“If you have a suggestion for a vessel, I’d love to hear it! We do not have forever!”
“Not a vessel. An ally.”
“What?”
“Through scouring dreams, I met an interesting individual. I found her having a nightmare about Sunset Shimmer– OUR Sunset Shimmer, mutilating her. It seems we have a common enemy.”
“Are you kidding me? An Earth Pony? A weakling, missing a leg? How could she possibly assist us?”
“She has access to a power no other possess, and she is the only one that can wield it. Yes, she is weak. Incredibly so. But through us, through the shadows, we may be able to give her power all it requires to divide all of our enemies, and then all that would be left is to CONQUER.”
“What use is she, if even she barely knows how to wield her power?”
“We will help her. We will fuel her power with her hatred. We will ensure that it is capable of anything.”
“I refuse to trust in a frail little gardener. She would make for a horrible, weak vessel.”
“And yet she would make for a powerful ally. Leave the convincing to me; It will take time and planning, and we will need her fully conscious and pliable– But I imagine no one in Equestria would like to see Sunset Shimmer fall more than her.”
“If she is fully conscious, what is stopping her from resisting us?”
“Nothing. She will obey us willingly because we will give her the tools for revenge. Our interests align.”
“Our enemies become stronger and more united than ever, day by day– And your plan is to rely on a meek Earth Pony to beat them?”
“None of this is bad news. If Sunset Shimmer insists on becoming a pillar to hold her loved ones, then all we need to do is topple the pillar, and they will all fall.”
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Big Macintosh,Dean Cadance,Maud Pie,Original Character,Wallflower Blush,Alternate Universe,Crossover,Human,Dark,Slice of Life,Thriller,My Little Pony: Equestria Girls,Death,Violence
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A QUIET PLACE ~ EQUESTRIA GIRLS
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<p>After finding Sunset Shimmer's old journal, with hundreds of pages to spare, one Solace Sheen is inspired to record all that has happened since the day Earth became silent.</p><p>He meets those who know Sunset Shimmer, whether personally or by proxy. She and her friends are missing, whose families are dreading what might have happened. But they also remain hopeful that their loved ones are someplace safe, and far from this world of quiet terror.</p><p>Either way, it will take every miracle given them to last long enough and fight these violent creatures from unknown regions of space. So long as they remember to hold onto each other, without succumbing to demonic temptations, or their own wounded humanity.</p>
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teen
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2024-07-25T18:51:26+00:00
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2024-07-27T17:16:44+00:00
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C.S.P.B. PAX.
C.S.S.M.L.—N.D.S.M.D.
V.R.S.N.S.M.V.—S.M.Q.L.I.V.B.
Day 9
I’m told this journal used to be Sunset Shimmer’s, whoever that may be. Lots of people are missing now. Found this on the floor of a torn-up school hallway, under piles of trash and ripped-off lockers. Miss Pie recognized the symbol on the cover. I scavenged all notebooks I could find, but Miss Pie tells me this one has something special about it, as her missing sister once told her. Even though the statue has been demolished by a wild semi that blew up, she thinks her sister Pinkie, her friends, and Sunset cannot get back to us from the other side, whatever that means, and would want to know why through the journal.
Almost sounds like she’s in denial, but Miss Pie’s even tone somehow shows conviction.
Anyway, I’m going to roll with it and try to offer a testimony of some kind for whomever finds this. Something to remember us by.
So far, I’m joined by Miss Maud Pie, and her sister Marble, who used to own a rock quarry they called a farm, losing two another sister and parents. Maud also has her boyfriend, Mud Briar. I crossed paths with them while scavenging at Canterlot High, alongside a Miss Wallflower Blush, an only child without her own parents. From the local orchard, one Big Macintosh and his youngest sister, Applebloom. They’re also missing a sister from the ensuing chaos and bloodshed, with their grandmother who raised them now bedridden. Then coming to the Parish Hall from Crystal Prep are Mr. Shining Armor, his wife Mi Amore Cadenza (Cadence), and their infant Flurry Heart. Armor’s sister is also lost someplace.
Again, so many of us are missing loved ones.
As for me, my name is Solace Sheen. I’m a scavenger and survivor at Holy Cenacle Parish, where the Church, school, and Divine Providence Hall serve as a refuge for stragglers. I happened to find a pair of toddlers; sound asleep after all hell broke loose. Miss Pie told me their names are Pumpkin and Pound Cake, whose parents used to own a bakery and ice cream parlor in town. She said Pinkie told her all about them in letters before she, herself, moved here. It’s a miracle they’re alive to begin with, praise God! I decided to bring them to my home Parish, where we’re starting a place for survivors seeking shelter and necessities. Other, both from inside and out of the Parish, also joined in with all they have to offer.
But there’s always the danger of growing sounds that come with growing numbers.
Which brings me to how this all started. The radio and TV interrupted everyone’s baseball games and favorite shows on July 25, 2020, the Feast of St. Stumble Neath. I’m just going to refer to each day onward by counting up after that date. A special news report stated how a meteor shower was sweeping across the Northern Hemisphere and entering Earth. Satellites were wiped out, but thankfully the ISS didn’t suffer too much damage. Big cities were hit the hardest first. Not by the meteorites themselves, but what was on them.
All of us at this small urban area, several miles from the closest major city, were not sure what to make of anything. Until they showed up.
They went after anything and everyone that was making noise. All the screams, horns and sirens were silenced in no time at all. Those who avoided the first onslaught hunkered down under tables, busted cars, fallen debris, staying absolutely quiet as we watched one of them passing slowly from up close. So tall and limber, but also lean and deceptively lanky. It walked on all fours, though the front legs were folded as if crawling on elbows and wrists. It has long, razor-sharp appendages that can tear through steel and solid brick. It pulled down the giant water tower, by itself.
But that’s not all. Not even close. Its head had no eyes, no visible ears, or even nostrils or gills. What it did have was the shell of the hardest exoskeleton I’ve ever seen. With a mouth full of long teeth, like dozens of scimitars and daggers. It made clicking sounds like a dolphin, before it shrieked worse than a wild animal. It would move its head around, as if to pick up a scent, before it did something else next.
I don’t know how else to describe it, but it opened up its head. The exoskeleton flexed different parts of its skull to reveal flesh and giant ear canals. I didn’t realize I held my breath for so long, until I felt the pain in my chest and saw red flashes. Suffice to say, I only survived because it picked up another noise further out, and it made a mad dash towards it screaming like a banshee.
9 days later, we’ve been told through HAM Radio and earphones how the military’s response has made little impact on them. They’re spreading their numbers across whole continents, and into the Southern Hemisphere. It seems the only places that aren’t hit are those islands far from the meteors’ path, like Hawaii and Australia. Turns out these things don’t know how to swim and smart enough to avoid deep water.
I started scrounging through wreckage as quietly as possible, finding notebooks and pads of paper to write on. Technology here’s been reduced to whatever electricity and generators are still working. That’s when I came across this journal, Miss Blush, Miss Pie, her boyfriend and sister, and other stragglers near the damaged high school looking and waiting for their missing siblings, friends, and Sunset Shimmer. So, I carefully brought them with me back to Holy Cenacle, where Fr. Redmane Farmer's starting a silent help and prayer center. We even started removing the noisy pews, one each day, for more floor space. They’re also tall enough to tip over and use for cover, as well as makeshift insulation for the winter months.
Thing is though, we have to do everything so painfully slow, because the second someone makes a noise we have to stay absolutely still ‘til the danger passes. Thankfully, so far, we’ve been spared by a deer, squirrel, raccoon, or crows drawing attention away from us. But we can’t just push our luck and test Providence for much longer. We’re also setting up our own sound decoy systems, for when they get close to us again.
Then there’s the issue with small children, who just don’t know better because they can’t. Whatever the Cakes gave their toddlers to stay asleep during the slaughter must’ve been something given regularly. None of us had the foresight to know what was coming. I went looking around at the Cakes’ address, seeing what I could find. Seems to be a feeding solution that you mix in water that the little ones are affected by. Cadence and other new mothers are also saving and sharing some of their milk for the orphaned babies to help soothe them. Another reason to be thankful is the fridges and ice boxes at the Parish Hall that still work.
So far, we’ve kept the little ones in an enclosed space with old theatre curtains hanging for sound absorption. That’s been working fine so far. But again, we can’t just rely on that. And we can’t expect them to learn quickly and imitate their parents to stay quiet.
As for health issues and medical needs, my cousins and neighbors have made trips to all the pharmacies and stores in town. They even collected oxygen tanks and sound-proof boxes on their last trip this morning. Thanks be to God!
That’s the one thing I’ve picked up from surviving so far. Something that might last years or generations while these things are still alive on Earth. There’s always a reason to be thankful, especially the gifts found in having each other, and the hope for a future. Both during, and after this terrible danger.
I’m not saying I have all the answers, like how to survive or why this is happening. Nor is this a new flood, since God’s promise to Restfulness obviously still stands. Otherwise, we’d all drown with them.
All I can say is this: There’s an even greater evil we can’t sense, compared to what can kill the body. Long before these things showed up. An evil that does attack our souls and hearts, and even seduce us to despair, apathy, reckless abandon and depravity. But we’re also given a free will to resist, and to trust in the power of someone no evil can outlast or dare to touch.
But that’s the thing, too. We do have a choice, whether to give in or fight back. And from what I heard about this Sunset Shimmer and those with her, their friendship is a strong reflection of that divine power. I see no reason why we can’t strive for that same holy resistance amongst ourselves. Something that’s given to us over-abundantly by silent, gentle Grace.
Amen.
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Big Macintosh,Dean Cadance,Maud Pie,Original Character,Wallflower Blush,Alternate Universe,Crossover,Human,Dark,Slice of Life,Thriller,My Little Pony: Equestria Girls,Death,Violence
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A QUIET PLACE ~ EQUESTRIA GIRLS
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<p>After finding Sunset Shimmer's old journal, with hundreds of pages to spare, one Solace Sheen is inspired to record all that has happened since the day Earth became silent.</p><p>He meets those who know Sunset Shimmer, whether personally or by proxy. She and her friends are missing, whose families are dreading what might have happened. But they also remain hopeful that their loved ones are someplace safe, and far from this world of quiet terror.</p><p>Either way, it will take every miracle given them to last long enough and fight these violent creatures from unknown regions of space. So long as they remember to hold onto each other, without succumbing to demonic temptations, or their own wounded humanity.</p>
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teen
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2024-07-26T17:10:01+00:00
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2024-07-26T17:10:00+00:00
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PAX. C.S.P.B.
C.S.S.M.L.—N.D.S.M.D.
V.R.S.N.S.M.V.—S.M.Q.L.I.V.B.
Day 10
Early in the morning, I woke and got up from my cot in the corner of the vestibule, offered a small morning prayer before washing my face and brushing teeth at the restroom with water running low. Those of us from this Parish quietly attended the daily celebration, remembering the New, Eternal Covenant by Godly Rescue, The Holy Anointed One. We mouth the responses we’ve come to know by heart. I started making a few pamphlets by hand for anyone interested to learn them.
Knowing it’s my turn to help with laundry on our new weekly cycle, I took my own cloth sack of items to be brought for washing. Got a stable setup in the rectory, where Madam Mayor and Amethyst Star put together an area for soaking, another for washing, then a direct access point towards the backyard for hang drying.
I slowly started a fresh batch of hot water to fill in the soaking and washing tubs and untwisted the cap for detergent with great care. For the sake of listening for sudden noises, to prevent or stay alert for incidents, I opted not to wear a single earpiece for music. To pass the time, I focus on each article of clothing that’s been piled for people whose laundry day happens to be today. First week doing this, it’s not that much.
Amethyst, a childhood friend at elementary, has been very active coordinating the various projects we’ve begun here. She came in to start her shift on time today, as usual. Asked me about the newcomers I picked up from Canterlot High. All was needed was for her to mouth the words, “New guys”.
I said in slow breaths, “Cuts and bruises, but okay.”
Sparkler, as her close friends like to call her, continued, “What else?”
Nodding with comprehension about their background, I replied, “Strong farm hand. Small sister, quick and tough. Two sisters, great with rocks. One boyfriend, vegetation. One loner, gardener.”
“The grandma,” she asked.
“Cellar, resting.” Most sounds can be easily muffled by being underground in the rectory’s cellar, added by those theatre curtains I mentioned after we slowly brought them down. We got it set so that the sick, injured, and moms can use the most obscured area on the property for rest and nurturing. Again, a temporary fix.
“Comet,” Sparkler stated, referring to Comet Tail, Canterlot classmate of hers.
“Getting ready for hospital trip tomorrow.” We figured to at least start foraging items there, since other teams are taking the stores. With currency no longer an issue, anything’s up for grabs. I just hope that doesn’t include us.
And I don’t just mean those things.
“Fr. Red,” came the next matter to address.
“Finalized inventory last night. Getting bishop’s letter ready.” Despite knowing the dangers in traveling outside city limits, especially on foot without immediate help or reception, we agreed to chance a delivery service. Both to inform Bishop Cutlass our current situation, and to see if he or anyone else is still there. This way, we can know whether or not we’re the only survivors in the county or diocese. That is, friendly survivors.
Again, those alien sound predators aren’t the only possible danger. Thankfully, so far, everyone that’s come to the Parish has been vouched for by neighbors, schoolmates and relatives. And even if a total stranger comes by, we still need to offer some benefit of the doubt, while also watching his movements and actions. We just need to figure out a system that can scare unsavory characters without endangering everyone else.
“Firecrackers.” Like that.
I told Sparkler, “Hard to use on the fly.”
“I split them,” she said. “Have lighter in one pocket, one stick in the other. Pull out and set light close to it.”
“Can’t maneuver well.” I put both my hands deep in my pockets to demonstrate how I move. “Bad posture.”
She countered, “Not whole group. Just one in the middle.” We make it a point to have teams traveling anywhere in threes, at least. “Take rock sister with you and Comet.”
“One of them still in shock. The other barely responds.” And the few things she talked about make little sense on writing down. Of course, Amethyst and I were referring to Miss Maud Pie.
“She’s steady, calm, direct. She can still help.”
There’s still one issue: “You ask her yet?”
“She stepped up to join the hospital. I’ll ask her about delivery before. She’ll do it.”
“How do you know?”
“She’s driven. She and ‘farm hand’ did more in two days than the other new guys.”
“Not smart to use up energy fast,” referring to both Pie and Macintosh.
“Nine-day trip. Plenty time to rest.” We figured six miles a day was doable. Four days to get there, a day to scavenge and resupply, then four days back. Barring incidents.
I conceded that she must’ve thought about these and other variables beforehand. We’re all still trying to establish a good structure here, especially in so short of time. Bad enough we’re taking a risk to deliver a message to someone we’re not sure is alive, in whatever’s left of that major city. Plus, we’re still reeling over our new situation, one that may prove less and less temporary with each day. Worse still, enlisting someone that just joined the refugee site, without knowledge or consent, adds even greater risk that may prove unnecessary. But with how the other teams have no one to spare for this trip, Miss Pie and Macintosh will definitely be needed sooner than later.
“Hospital tomorrow,” I told Amethyst. “See what happens first.”
She nodded, satisfied with that consensus before prepping the tubs for the next batch of garments. I put my load into other cloth sacks before heading to the clothesline. We kept this process going through the morning ‘til all is left hanging to dry.
After finishing our task, we had lunch prepared for us by Daisy, Lily and Roseluck. The afternoon was spent by slowly dismantling another pew from the nave. Dinner provided also by Daisy, Lily and Roseluck. Our meals are received at the Parish Hall, before we find quiet seating on the lawn.
The evening is allotted to us for leisure use, whether it’s reading, listening to earpiece music, or just lying on the grass. Many are still having difficulties regaining some normalcy. After Cheerilee and a few parents are done tutoring students, they’re all given the afternoon to make cloth-based items for board games, playing catch, or just sit down with thick paper, paints, pastels, and pencils on top of thick blankets. Whenever a little one starts to grow upset about something, one of us rushes to take him or her back into the cellar with all the hanging curtains. There, they can have their fuss while the grownup soothes and listens.
Kids old enough to understand help to ensure those younger practice silence when outside or upstairs. Applebloom is one such adolescent, alongside a few she recognized: Pipsqueak, Rumble, and Dinky Hooves. I found out she used to play and explore with two very close friends before that day. She knows that one traveled with her folks to Australia for vacation, while the other took a trip with her own parents to the lake at Camp Everfree. All three had sisters or sister figures from the high school who went missing along with Sunset Shimmer.
From what I gathered, using pencils and notepads, the newcomers that could answer me said how Sunset and her friends were able to wield certain abilities that are tangible, yet also above the natural order of things. Somehow, by harnessing benevolent energy shared between their friendly bonds, the seven teens can ward off those who disturb the peace and dark forces. This journal was a way for Sunset to get in touch with another friend who doesn’t exist in this world, and the busted mustang statue held an active portal that bridged the two worlds.
Hoping for some miracle, Fr. Redmane suggested I continue to write in this logbook used for communication. 1: For the sake of providing ongoing records of our activity during this time for posterity. 2: If this book can reach someone else to inform them our situation so they can help, even with the bridge out, then it’s worth a shot. 3: Since nothing on the pages suggest the occult, it’s good to at least try and capitalize such means with due prudence. Hence the Latin initials for exorcising satanic incantations from St. Blessspeech, just as a precaution.
On that note, for the sake of trying something different to restore some levity and normalcy, I decided to find a random word in the Dictionary I don’t know. I’ll write it down and its definition, then form my own sentences with it in each entry. It may not be every day, or every time I record. But maybe I can broaden my vocab, and that of future readers.
Otiose (oat-yose): something that serves no useful purpose.
Someone can argue that, given our drastically dangerous environment, this sort of hobby is otiose. There can also be some who believe that life and all our efforts are absolutely otiose, whether by overexposure to pain and grief, or for the sake of numbing said pain. Even though our lives are fleeting, the only thing that renders something otiose is our own attitude towards it. Faith is considered by some otiose or opposed to reason, while others view them as complementary, and others still declare faith the only thing worthwhile. We can ask ourselves which camp we fall under, and why that is.
By evening, some of us prayed with cloth Rosaries before bedtime. I made it down to the cellar to see Macintosh check on his grandma and Marble Pie. Applebloom said they had a small crush before he met his deceased fiancé.
I got to spend some more time with Pound and Pumpkin Cake. Got to read a bedtime story with them, as Granny and Marble lied still listening. After teeth brushed, I’m back on my cot to close out the day.
Signed faithfully,
Solace Korbinian Sheen A.M.D.G.
P.S. That acronym is a maxim of St. Flamemire’s. Amen.
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PAX. C.S.P.B.
C.S.S.M.L.—N.D.S.M.D.
V.R.S.N.S.M.V.—S.M.Q.L.I.V.B.
Day 11
Obstetricate (ob-stet-rih-kate): to serve the function of a midwife during labor. Deemed archaic, or obsolete.
Another nightmare last night. Playing back the same moment but with a few twists and changes every time. Having to cover my little brother’s ears and turn his face to my chest, I watch our parents getting sliced to pieces. I see the thing come up to us with a cackle. The clicks it makes almost sound like it’s mocking me. Then its shrieks turn to sadistic laughter, like its saving me for sport.
“Next time,” it said.
Then it leaves. I’m practically screaming at it to come back and finish the job, before opening my eyes to see Fr. Redmane with a hand over my mouth.
He brought me into the confessional’s thick walls to talk about it before Mass. He suggested I spend extra time alone in the Church before the hospital trip.
My parents were Constance Joy and Solemn Reginald Sheen. I also had four siblings. Their names are Felix Dawn, Serenity Dusk, then twins Prudence Karen and Credence Kevin. They’re all dead.
That’s more for my benefit than anything else, really. I keep having the same questions in my head. Like nails, pikes and thorns jammed deep into my skull. Why them? How wasn’t I quick enough to help at least one of them? How come I’m still alive? What greater good can possibly come from all this? There’s no rhyme or reason for this senseless violence, pain and destruction. It’s nothingness, but that’s what also makes it powerful. Like a black hole sucking me into itself from inside myself. All I can do is lay it all bare at my LORD’s feet, at the altar of His Cross.
I’m not saying I’m a dualist, nor having a split personality. Just because you see someone talking aloud to himself or herself, doesn’t make it schizophrenia by default. And it’s not like I didn’t have dark thoughts and demons assaulting me until that day. I’m just presenting the fact that there’s two parts of the same whole in myself. I’m hurting, fallen, wounded, scared and just as much capable of depraved, corrupt misuse of me free will as everybody else. And I’m sure there are other parts of my whole being I’m not fully aware of that also need care and healing.
Long before those things crashed down, lots of people have been looking for answers; a scapegoat, something or someone to blame. Some means to take swift action for a quick fix, or a reset switch to flip and solve all the world’s problems. Little do we realize that we bring all our own problems into the mix, buried under a genuine wish for a fresh start. Not just past traumas or wrongs done to us, but our own flaws and temptations that stem from something deeper than any physical influence. Though, that can definitely be a part of it.
There’s an even worse enemy than what those things can do. One that can - and has taken its toll on our human existence. One that we cannot see, hear, smell, or touch, yet at the same time even more real than flesh and bone. Those alien sound hunters are just obstetricating more rotten fruit for the evil one’s self-imploding, repetitive schemes. I need to be careful not to obstetricate more corruption from within. Just like everybody else.
I know I can’t do this on my own. But like it says in the Philippians, I just need to trust in Godly Rescue for my strength. Only then can I do all that He wants me to do. Like everyone else, I need to ask Him for peaceSerenity in matters beyond my control, courage to face challenges I can help with, and the Wisdom to tell the difference.
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Noon. Sun’s reached its zenith now. I’m on the first-floor reception of the ER wing with Comet Tail and Maud Pie. Most of the building’s damage seems to have erupted here, so it was difficult not to disturb broken glass or debris. But we checked all the other doorways, finding them blocked or bolted shut. Also, making our way to the stairwells, we found the northeast corner with the least blockage and without loose steps ready to fall and crash.
Tail got anxious at first, since I took a while in the Church after my nightmare. He shows jittering movements sometimes but improves after he stops to take a deep breath. Miss Pie has been calm and still throughout the trip, blinking her eyes now and then, and sometimes following us with her line of sight. She demonstrated to us how quick she is with setting a lighter next to a firecracker from her pockets with so little noise. With that, I took the end of the line while Tail led the troupe. With Pie looking out for unpleasant company, Tail and I have been scrounging one small area at a time. At least, those areas we can access without too much trouble.
I’m surprised at how low the body count is down here. But that’s only because these were the lucky souls who weren’t snatched away at death. We don’t know what those things do to their prey on capture. Because of how sporadic the slashes are against the walls, floors, trees and ground, we’ve got very little to work with and track down their remains, never mind what exactly happened. I paused to offer a small prayer for all my deceased neighbors and brethren in the Anointed One.
Lots of toiletries and air tanks in supply closets, but we don't have the means to take them all this trip. More paper, pens and pencils here. Some extra bags for carrying things here and there. Prescription tablets strewn on the floor and countertops out of their containers, which are empty to distinguish what belong to where. The containers still intact and full we foraged, alongside a couple cans of instant coffee. Very little else aside from crutches, wheelchairs, and lollipops. Figured the kids could enjoy the latter, at least. The rest is otiose, whether to use or carry with us right now.
We stopped for a small lunch here at ER reception, made for us by Daisy, Lily and Roseluck. Don’t want to rush ourselves going anyplace, for the sake of keeping calm and not causing loud disturbances while we work. After a few more sips from our water bottles, we’ll gently put them back in our backpacks then carry on to the second floor.
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2nd Floor. Took me awhile to realize this, but after a couple sections upstairs, Pie noted a complete lack of first-aid kits, extra batteries and other things lying around. This brought all three of us to conclude that others have come to this building looking for supplies also. Probably someone who frequented this place to know where things are, then grab them incrementally. Tail and I were pondering how to proceed, whether to keep going, leave or wait outside the aperture to see who else may come or depart, when Pie
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Passed our hiding place between the counter and lounge. Sounds like it took the northeast stairs.
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Still hearing clicks and thumps above us. No clear shot for Pie to throw a firecracker out the window. Tail thinks we should chance leaving before it can come back or wait to pounce. Pie’s stalk still.
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I noticed a subtle shift. Barely. I look at her and ask under shallow breath, “What do you need?”
She pointed at the wall, where there’s a fire alarm handle untouched. I admit there were low chances of it working, since someone might’ve already triggered it elsewhere during the chaos and destruction. But better than nothing, I slid low since I was closest. Kept myself against the counter towards the wall before a phone cable snagged and fell down.
Pie was right beside me for the catch.
Barely.
She kept both parts close to her chest.
To be more careful, I really made sure to take my time. Made it across the gap, and got below it. I pushed it in then yanked the handle down. Pie dropped the landline.
I took lead with Tail at the end. We moved during the blaring intervals, and stopped at the momentary pauses per Pie’s hand on my shoulder.
We made it twenty feet from the ER exit before it wildly burst in from behind us with a shriek. I think I heard Comet Tail yelp, or maybe I heard myself. It barely missed our heads as it barreled over us. Thrashed at each and every sound speaker close to the ceiling, then moved on to the next area of the building. Thankfully, it cleared some of the rubble out of our way from before entering. Blaring sirens were heard across the parking lot as we kept racing back to the main road.
Then it stopped.
In case there were more of them outside with us, we decided to stop for a breather and listen.
Praise God it was a loner! Clearly agitated by the constant loud noises in the hospital, especially after tearing out every system in the building, it ran away.
We just made it back to Holy Cenacle before dark. Now I’m on my cot after several minutes of quiet gratitude. Need to get the last of my adrenaline settled before sleeping. Writing all this down helps.
For the sake of consistency, please forgive me in advance.
I sure hope I don't have to enter another hospital in the near future, let alone obstetricate from inside one.
Good night.
Faithfully,
Sheen A.M.D.G.
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PAX. C.S.P.B.
C.S.S.M.L.—N.D.S.M.D.
V.R.S.N.S.M.V.—S.M.Q.L.I.V.B.
Day 12
Limpid: to describe something as perfectly clear, transparent, or even simple.
Must’ve been very tired and exhausted. Nearly overslept and missed Mass. Our celebration of the Sacrifice is more limpid than the Low Tridentine and Novus Ordo, but only because of the dulcet silence. Those few of us Parish members still alive and attending remembered Our Lady of the Snows. When Beloved Rebel made it snow during the hottest month in Italy, exactly where she wanted a Church built for her Son to dwell. Fr. Redmane and I wrote some copies of his homily yesterday morning to distribute and reflect on today's memorial.
I was brought to the cellar afterwards, to get everyone else, especially those in charge, up to speed alongside Comet and Maud. We reported what we found, what was missing, and described how the lone drifter ran out of the hospital after busting the alarms. How it came without any reinforcements, despite all the noise. Almost like their hearing's too sensitive for that kind of intense racket. It’s becoming more limpid to us that such a lethal strength can have its own weakness. I’m trying not to imagine what might've happened if the backup power weren’t on for that to work.
Now Sparkler’s wondering what else she can do with all the surplus fireworks from last month’s Independence Day.
Since we had everybody present to hear all this news, Madame and Fr. Red decided to collaborate with Cadence in some sort of group talk. The former two started things off by sharing a couple of their own bouts of turmoil, sorrow and dread, including the notion that their respective messages that my group will carry won’t find anyone to receive them. Cadence spoke of her shared fears as a new mother among the others, then coaxed Armor to speak up about his own doubts and worries concerning his family, both absent and present.
We moved clockwise with those who stayed and were willing to partake. Came to Comet Tail who admitted he may not be up to traveling with myself and Maud Pie. He said how limpid it was to see the two of us as the calmest and most level-headed for the job. Made a point to emphasize how quickly and well we collaborated yesterday. She and I kept quiet, which, I guess, proved his point.
This prompted the mayor to ask for one, if not two volunteers for tomorrow's expedition. Big Mac was the first to raise his hand, assuring his little sis that it’s for the better he helps. Next came Miss Blush of all people, who timidly admitted she can gather plants, herbs and seeds along the way to help Golden Harvest start a garden. She added how she can move quietly around without anyone noticing. The fact that she survived the first two weeks at all sure adds merit to her claim. I just hope she’ll keep it that way.
I know, says the guy who got caught on a phone cable.
Slightly ticked that my cousins didn’t speak up throughout, but also glad at the same time. Not sure how well I could handle losing them in front of me too, or vice versa. Their names are Polish Gleam, Shoeshine and Fine Finish. Lots of childhood memories shared between us and our respectively deceased siblings.
After the meeting, Fr. Redmane and Madame Mayor had me and Pie stay in the cellar to spend the rest of the day in recuperation. Knowing how all that stress from yesterday can take its toll, with Tail as a limpid example, they insisted we stay and help care for the small ones, despite my disagreement. Fr. Red knows that I want to stay active after such high doses of adrenaline, stress and fear, which he said is why he wants me to stay. All that energy to help out downstairs, as well as ease some of the tension by interacting with the kids. He noted how limpid it was that the Cake twins, Pumpkin and Pound, have taken a liking to me. Pie made no effort to speak against this either, so any further arguments from me would be otiose.
Plus, the security cameras Sparkler set up are down there for us. We can watch out for any sudden or strange movements. She also jerry-rigged a sort of warning system with a switch next to the screens for the porch lights and light poles. So not to feel too useless, I can always take a turn as lookout, and give someone else a break from staring at the screens. They show the outside facing the main Church entry, as well as the school and rectory's front and back. Can see the front and back yard areas completely. There’s also one showing the school gymnasium and inside the Church at the nave.
We can see areas where pews are removed and replaced with unrolled rugs. Another is added to those already down the center aisle. For the sake of warmth and sound absorption in that echoic chamber, even with our bare feet. Salvaged rugs are rolled out on the gym floor also, where pews that are moved and tipped over can rest on them, offering a form of sleeping shelter for those of us here, and any other refugees that may come.
Though she doesn’t seem alert to what’s happening around her, Maud convinced me she’s far more observant than she lets on. So, she’s been taking shifts with the cameras throughout the day, having Mudbriar by her side as support for one another. Armor and some Flash Sentry character are seen slowly helping with a pew and rug project on the screens, while his wife and daughter sit in front of me and the orphaned twins. As time passed, this activity proved helpful to lower my anxiety.
“Seems you three have found a new family,” said Cadence, still with a gentle tone like everyone who comes to the cellar.
I said in kind, “Starting to look that way. See what happens, one day at a time.” The two rolled a stuffed ball between the three of us before moving closer to Flurry.
“Still call out for ‘Mama’ and ‘Papa.’”
The past ten days were spent having evenings with Pound and Pumpkin, helping to change, feed and keep them calm. Often seen looking around, eyes scanning the area as they’d cry out for their parents. Sometimes, I get the word ‘Pinkie’ from the toddlers. Try to use the feeding solution sparingly. A.) Since we're still in short supply of it. B.) Don't want the little ones start to get hooked on the stuff at such a young age. If keeping their head against my chest while humming a lullaby doesn’t work, then I have to take the drastic step of placing each in a sound-proof box, wrapped with blankets and oxygen masks for the night.
“What did you tell them,” Cadence asked.
“That they were taken,” I said, plain and simple. “Just like mine.”
“What else?” Flurry, Pumpkin and Pound started rolling around and climbing on top of each other.
“Said I know they’re scared and hurt. That they’re not alone.” I’m guessing she noticed how little I shared after relaying what happened.
“Do you feel alone?”
That question still rattles my brain, long after the fact. More constant and intense than that alarm at the hospital. Do I feel alone?
Why would I? I’m surrounded by other survivors with what’s left of their families and loved ones. I have my cousins. Got a couple of toddlers stuck to me like magnets now. My Parish priest is still alive. Godly Rescue the Anointed One is miraculously right there to receive Him every chance I can. Do I feel alone?
“Confused,” was my feeble answer. “Overwhelmed.”
“About?”
“Why can’t I seem to accept what happened was beyond me? Why did they have to lose so much just so I can find them? What am I supposed to do with them, since there’s no guarantee I’ll make it back? –
Other things I said I can’t transliterate.
Too much condensation to write.
The twins and her daughter grew aware of my predicament. Just went straight up to my lap, looking at me with those colorful pearls for eyeballs. So pure, so much genuine wonder inside them. Like the big sister and mother that I lost, Cadence came up and hugged me. The three little ones joined snuggly in the middle.
Why?
I just don’t get it. Why?
I can’t understand it. Amen.
Signed faithfully,
Solace Sheen A.M.D.G.
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PAX. C.S.P.B.
C.S.S.M.L.—N.D.S.M.D.
V.R.S.N.S.M.V.—S.M.Q.L.I.V.B.
Day 13 14
Coterie (koh-tuh-ree): Exclusive group of individuals closely sharing a unified goal, purpose or interest. That’ll be the last one for a while during this trip. Had to leave the dictionary behind for packing space.
Looking back at the last entries, I forgot to mention what exactly happened at the hospital. Maud told me and Comet how we were short of time and resources to either wait for other people or try and gather more things. We agreed to start heading back to the Church and school after consolidating all that we found, and I decided to record that before we all heard a reverberating crash. Something fell from the rooftop. Neither Comet nor I had the chance to check what it was, but Maud described seeing a large metal box like the ones attached to the bed of a truck. Suggesting that someone else was in the building, it may have been more than one, and those possibly living there were not keen to join our coterie.
That got me to wonder if the backup power system was ever on, or if the original generator was restored.
At any rate, our rations were prepared in advance the past four days before departure yesterday. Roseluck, Daisy and Lily had for us a variety of snack bars, string cheese, chips and jerky pre-removed from their bags and wrappers, which were kept inside clean bandanas, handkerchiefs, and towels. Four days’ worth of food to get us there, Amethyst, Maud, Big Mac and I figured it’d be best that we scrounge for more food once in the big city to save up on supplies here. With rolled up sleeping mats, wool blankets, plastic jugs, and some of those durable shopping backs folded in our backpacks, we put on some hiking boots before cutting through the school’s ballfield and reaching the road towards the interstate.
Attended the Mass Liturgy celebrating the Feast of the Transfiguration. I thought it was fitting, since Godly Rescue talked about His self-sacrificing departure with Waterdrawn and Mi Domino Deo on the mountain.
Applebloom and Pipsqueak are most familiar with the Cake twins. Able to take good care of them and kept them occupied during our exit. Left them a small token for them. Fuzzy dice they enjoyed playing with after I found them 10 days ago.
I started the first day in leading the pack, with Wallflower Blush right behind me followed by Maud Pie, hands ready on a firecracker and light, and Big Macintosh trailing last. The mile markers and signs are great indicators of how far we travel. Still, Blush opted to carry an old roadmap for navigation. No guarantee that every road sign is still intact at each exit.
It’s a clear shot, with a wide ditch on both sides of, and between the two roads. No obstacles too challenging to maneuver. Capsized cars, trucks and semis mostly spaced out, whether on the road or in the ditches. Unlike the echoing gym and Church nave, we felt the need to wear our boots on the road for the sake of broken glass and debris. The asphalt offers solid traction that absorbs most sound from our slow, conserving steps. And with a clear line of sight ahead and behind us, and ample space between us and the tree line, we’re able to traverse down this sure path with little worry about sudden ambush. Even if one of us accidentally makes a noise, there’s plenty of grass cover to muffle our steps and quickly lie still in the ditch. Maud can then be ready to light and throw a stick across the street for a diversion.
Anyone trying to surprise us would have to make a noise themselves, putting their own lives in jeopardy. Still, during such times as these, people are liable to do crazy, senseless things out of desperation. Take the hospital, for instance.
Can’t be too careful.
Not a sound nor sight of birds, squirrels or rabbits. No wildlife detectible for miles. I imagine many of them had to migrate southward. Even a bird’s got to find someplace to forage and roost.
We spent the first night in the center ditch, where Maud rigged a bell system around us without the other three’s notice. Anyone trying to come close to our coterie would trigger one string or another, while trying to go over or beneath. In case that ever happens, she mentioned Sparkler’s suggestion of each carrying a stick of firecrackers to incrementally toss as we move away from encroaching aliens. With a flashlight in case to travel at night, we opted to keep our campsite without chancing a fire, or lamplight. For the sake of minimal attention and to keep any intruder from seeing the bell line. The bells themselves would be fair enough of a warning.
We all slept on our pads, wrapped in our wooly blankets with relative ease. The stars above, on the canvas of a clear sky offered momentary consolation.
Today, we moved along the road again. Starting after dawn, we saved our rations ‘til we’re three miles out for lunch. Further out of any city limits was much clearer, with very little metallic carnage or places where a fire erupted. Still, the area has clear signs of a wildfire that did spread from beyond our line of sight.
Taking a rest after three miles, I thought we might try a brief game to help raise our spirits a little. I wrote instructions on what to do, then wrote a sentence for a story and drew a picture. I passed it to Blush, who would try to write the next sentence of the story, then draw a picture based on that sentence. Passing it to Macintosh, he would do the same before sending it to Maud. Then it would come back to me after everyone’s finished. Here’s how it went:
A raven flew by, nabbed someone’s bread, then ate it.
The raven landed next to a giant flytrap that was also hungry.
There's also a nest full of fruit bats nearby who went and ate all the giant flies before that there plant can get any.
And there was a rock named Boulder.
Boulder says that he was dehydrated but was glad that he doesn’t have to eat.
The End.
I think the four of us shared a good smile amongst ourselves. Wallflower was at least somewhat amused, while Big Mac seemed glad of the chance to reminisce a bit. I’m guessing Maud was happy to incorporate her pet rock into the game then let said rock play along too.
The other three miles for today were, thankfully, uneventful. The advantage we have in walking past burnt down trees was not seeing movement amidst charred stumps and ash. Anything trying to approach us would be spotted instantly. The downside to all this though was traveling with the sun shining directly onto us, without any shade for cover. We were probably all thinking about sunscreen and aloe vera to grab once we get to the big city.
Though there was fewer flotsam around our camp for string to wrap around, Maud spotted long sturdy poles from ripped-off markers and road barriers. Gently and firmly driving them into the ground, us coterie members helped her set up the bell system for the night. Like the other nights previous after a short supper, I prayed on my cloth Rosary before going to bed.
Good night.
Faithfully,
Solace Sheen A.M.D.G.
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Big Macintosh,Dean Cadance,Maud Pie,Original Character,Wallflower Blush,Alternate Universe,Crossover,Human,Dark,Slice of Life,Thriller,My Little Pony: Equestria Girls,Death,Violence
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A QUIET PLACE ~ EQUESTRIA GIRLS
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<p>After finding Sunset Shimmer's old journal, with hundreds of pages to spare, one Solace Sheen is inspired to record all that has happened since the day Earth became silent.</p><p>He meets those who know Sunset Shimmer, whether personally or by proxy. She and her friends are missing, whose families are dreading what might have happened. But they also remain hopeful that their loved ones are someplace safe, and far from this world of quiet terror.</p><p>Either way, it will take every miracle given them to last long enough and fight these violent creatures from unknown regions of space. So long as they remember to hold onto each other, without succumbing to demonic temptations, or their own wounded humanity.</p>
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teen
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2024-08-02T20:39:33+00:00
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2024-08-02T22:32:51+00:00
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PAX. C.S.P.B.
C.S.S.M.L.—N.D.S.M.D.
V.R.S.N.S.M.V.—S.M.Q.L.I.V.B.
Day 15
Same routine. Only this time during break, Macintosh pulled off a bandana he’s been wearing that happens to be checker-box in pattern. Then he removed from his backpack a sack of felt chess and checker pieces that he and his sister made. I played a round each with him. I didn’t last long. Wallflower played longer than me at chess and beat him at checkers.
Came across a wide brook. Stopped to refill our bottles, after first using filtration canisters my dad used during hunting trips.
Sheen A.M.D.G.
Day 16
Maud decided to play a round of chess with Big Mac. Came down to a very close finish, before she eventually won. Before reaching the city, I got in two more rounds of chess with Mac, then a round each with Maud and Blush. It became limpid that I’m the least formidable in our coterie. I barely beat Wallflower, much to everyone’s amusement. I say everyone, because even Pie gave her thumbs down and tongue out at my sole victory. All in good fun and silent chuckles.
We chose the most obscure, abandoned one-story building that we saw. We helped Maud set up bells at the door and windows not blocked by broken glass or debris. Next, we took the nearest corner to the main road, where we can slip out quick and back onto the interstate in case of incidents. It’s getting dark since we first arrived, so we had to resort to flashlights and our lantern in the middle to watch our steps.
One thing we learned while setting up our refugee center was how those things somehow cause our lightbulbs to flicker. As if their presence can obstruct an electric current. Seeing as how we’re in the sole major metropolis in the county, where more of those animals are likely living, we decided to take a chance and leave our lantern on at the center as a precaution.
I forgot to mention that after my evening Rosary, I’ve been offering a small prayer to our guardian angels and the archangels for guidance and protection. A novena, nine days, because I found it appropriate for our projected length of time in getting here, then back.
Sheen A.M.D.G.
Day 17
First, we chose to make our way to downtown for me to find the cathedral and main building of the diocese. I set a time to wait and be picked up by the other three after lunch, so they can reach city hall and find any signs of the mayor there. We’d also try to scrounge and resupply as best we can before we leave the city. Also agreed not to go back to our original camping area, in case someone might wait for us there. Instead, we’ll get back onto the interstate, using our flashlights if need be, before hunkering down in the center ditch again.
I found the diocese administration building, and the cathedral, totally barricaded. Dismayed, but not completely shocked by this, I pulled out Fr. Redmane’s clerical crest that he had made on a large piece of cardboard and folded tightly into my bag. Hoping this would let them know I’m trustworthy, wishing I didn’t have to resort to this.
After a full lap around the buildings in a figure eight, or infinity sign I guess, I saw a sealed envelope and small sack of food at the rectory’s front door. Not wanting to risk more time drawing attention to myself, I left Fr. Red's letter at the door and put both items in my bag with the cardboard sign before making my way to the nearest store to scavenge more sustenance. The others returned with some luck of their own. They also received an envelope, but no sack of food. We all had some fortune in grabbing snack bars and chips before heading back onto the interstate.
We settled four miles out of the city, making our day’s walk come to a total of ten miles. Guess something about numerous tall buildings left in disrepair and fire damage all round left us feeling uneasy. Especially if any of those windows now have a pair of watching eyes, or listening ears, at anything and anyone that moves. It got dark again by the time we set up bells and sleep mats again.
My flashlight hasn’t flickered yet while writing all this down, so that's good sign at least.
Good night.
Faithfully,
Sheen A.M.D.G.
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RudyGamgee2
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562294
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Big Macintosh,Dean Cadance,Maud Pie,Original Character,Wallflower Blush,Alternate Universe,Crossover,Human,Dark,Slice of Life,Thriller,My Little Pony: Equestria Girls,Death,Violence
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A QUIET PLACE ~ EQUESTRIA GIRLS
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Entries recorded after that day.
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incomplete
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<p>After finding Sunset Shimmer's old journal, with hundreds of pages to spare, one Solace Sheen is inspired to record all that has happened since the day Earth became silent.</p><p>He meets those who know Sunset Shimmer, whether personally or by proxy. She and her friends are missing, whose families are dreading what might have happened. But they also remain hopeful that their loved ones are someplace safe, and far from this world of quiet terror.</p><p>Either way, it will take every miracle given them to last long enough and fight these violent creatures from unknown regions of space. So long as they remember to hold onto each other, without succumbing to demonic temptations, or their own wounded humanity.</p>
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2024-08-04T15:26:44+00:00
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2024-08-04T15:26:43+00:00
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The bell.
We’re all up, flashlights on and lighter ready.
Grizzly, by its size and shape. Saw how it woke us while sniffing and scrounging around also. Stood upright feeling challenged by us with a growl.
Our lights flickered.
It came at the bear like a screeching shadow.
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Sounds of a struggle while we moved back onto the pavement. Kept a slow shuffle close together. Mac faced ahead of us, and the rest kept our eyes and lights every other direction. We pause for a minute or so to listen.
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Pie tossed her firecracker in the dead grizzly’s direction. They headed that way while we keep moving. Blush handed her own to Pie next. We move.
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We’ve been moving slowly. The clicks and shrieks are getting quieter. Lights aren’t flickering. Mac stopped in front of a charred car frame.
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It opened its head to listen more clearly. Lights flickered. We stayed completely still. Pie couldn’t risk lighting the next stick yet. The shell closed before it crawled forward again. No flicker.
Opened up again directly in front of us. Flicker. We heard the other things from behind. Nearly sliced us while passing over in a fast stride. No flicker.
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On the move again.
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Still no flicker. Move again.
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We wait.
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RudyGamgee2
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Big Macintosh,Dean Cadance,Maud Pie,Original Character,Wallflower Blush,Alternate Universe,Crossover,Human,Dark,Slice of Life,Thriller,My Little Pony: Equestria Girls,Death,Violence
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A QUIET PLACE ~ EQUESTRIA GIRLS
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<p>After finding Sunset Shimmer's old journal, with hundreds of pages to spare, one Solace Sheen is inspired to record all that has happened since the day Earth became silent.</p><p>He meets those who know Sunset Shimmer, whether personally or by proxy. She and her friends are missing, whose families are dreading what might have happened. But they also remain hopeful that their loved ones are someplace safe, and far from this world of quiet terror.</p><p>Either way, it will take every miracle given them to last long enough and fight these violent creatures from unknown regions of space. So long as they remember to hold onto each other, without succumbing to demonic temptations, or their own wounded humanity.</p>
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2024-08-04T20:36:44+00:00
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2024-08-04T20:36:44+00:00
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Pre-dawn. Sky’s changing colors. Sun’s not out yet. Been moving incrementally this way all night. Can’t stop too long for a proper rest yet. Too much adrenaline. We’re moving again.
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We wait again.
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Mac, Blush and I started stumbling with our steps. We left our mats behind. Still got wool blankets.
Pie handed me the lighter and stick. Pulled out her extra twine and bells. Always keeps the bell raised and close to chest. Set to where no one can go over or under. Even in broad daylight.
Lost track of mile markers to count. Have to rest before looking a map.
Good night day.
Sheen. A.M.D.G.
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Sunray
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562296
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Spike,Twilight Sparkle,Porn,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Sex
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Dragon Lore
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Twilight reads an old book about dragons. She finds more there than she could ever have imagined.
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<p>Twilight wants to learn more about dragons and comes into possession of a very special book. The recordings not only prove to be interesting and insightful, but also contain surprises that Twilight would never have suspected. Luckily her own little Dragon is never too far away to help her. </p><p>This is a translation of the german Clopfic "Drachenkunde" which I wrote by the name NoBound.</p><p>Authors Note: <b>Please feel free to correct me</b>. <br/>I want to write as good as I can so I can give you the best experience possible. So when you find any kinds of errors, you can tell me.</p>
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mature
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2024-07-25T19:52:27+00:00
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2024-07-25T19:52:27+00:00
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Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship, was doing what was probably her favorite activity: reading.
She actually read constantly. She spent every free minute she could muster reading a book, be it to increase her knowledge or simply follow a story. Today it was the former.
Ever since Spike had changed scales, her interest in the dragon race had been piqued, or ignited, as she had joked.
The only problem was that there were almost no records of dragons other than the well-known They steal, they rob, they burn entire villages and beware texts.
Twilight couldn't believe it at first. An entire race that was perhaps even older than the ponies and not a single book, not an essay, not a piece of paper that gave more information about dragons than what one learned as a foal. Twilight was horrified by so much ignorance, but in the end she had to realize that they were dragons after all and not all of them were as well-behaved and sociable and, above all, harmless as her little assistant number one.
But in the end, Twilight found what she was looking for. In the great library in Canterlot she had come across a single book. A single diary written by hoof and practically ancient. A volume of collected reports from a pony who dared to approach the dragons and study their species, even with detailed drawings.
A find of the century!
Twilight immediately took this gem home to begin her research and build her own scientific theses on it.
She hadn't told Spike about it. Your only object of observation should behave as naturally as possible. At the moment he was doing the dishes.
Twilight browsed. Keeping this diary was simply flawless. A treat for every book lover. The writing was clean and tidy, the language perhaps a bit old-fashioned and rustic but that was probably a plus and the drawings were sooooo detailed.
It had taken Twilight less than five minutes to not only elevate the pony who had written this diary to a golden pedestal of science, but also to award her the prize for the most wonderful book written by hoof of all time.
How could any pony have left this book to rot in a dark corner of a dark library all these years? Incomprehensible, simply incomprehensible.
The first pages told how the author named Curious Strife set out to watch the dragons on their group migration.
The first drawings were made from a distance, mostly of sleeping dragons, along with details of eating habits and sleep patterns.
Later, Curious had ventured closer to her, without showing himself, of course.
By Celestia, what courage this pony had shown, even though she was just a simple earth pony.
Maybe Twilight should write a story based on the events in this book. It would sell like cold cider on a hot summer day. But no! This book was written to impart knowledge to the world, not to be exploited for commercial success.
In any case, the book was written in a fantastic way. Curious managed to make the dry topic both educational and entertaining. That was writing at the highest level.
Over time, Curious had ventured even closer to the dragons. She described the different scale patterns and how you could tell what type of dragon they belonged to.
Twilight turned the page. A chart!
Oh Curious, you most wonderful of all ponies! She had actually made a chart to break down the different types. This pony definitely needed to be known by name!
The chart was followed by the horn structure and how it could be used to determine the age of the dragon. So informative.
But what was that? Twilight furrowed her eyebrows.
'I am still far from satisfying my curiosity until I have seen the part for which I set out on my journey.'
Twilight caught her breath.
That was the last entry of the day, but she didn't know what Curious meant by that. Suddenly this text, which was supposed to give her answers, posed a mystery.
Curious had set out to find the dragons for a specific "part," not just to study them in general.
But what was that part?
Twilight's heart was pounding. She hadn't felt this kind of excitement in a long time. All of a sudden, this diary had the beginnings of a mystery novel and awakened the urge in the inquisitive Twilight to solve that very mystery.
She was so curious that she briefly thought about just scrolling forward. But that wasn't right. That just ruined the tension. You don't just read the last page of a book.
Twilight scolded herself for her behavior, opened the window and took a courageous sip from her coffee cup. This book really demanded all of her concentration.
An hour later, Twilight Sparkle was still no closer to the mysterious something. She was a fast reader, but she forced herself to go through the pages calmly and carefully so that she didn't miss any possible detail or clue. The coffee in Twilight's cup had long since been emptied and Curious hadn't mentioned anything else about the part she was looking for.
Twilight was almost afraid that poor Curious hadn't had any success in the search and a deep feeling of sympathy spread through her.
For this purpose, Curious had chosen an object to observe. 'A young dragon', that's how she described him, 'wild and strong, but still inexperienced, blessed with almost childlike curiosity, he let me get closer to him than any dragon before. His name is Thorn.'
The next few pages were all dedicated to the dragon named Thorn. Curious, in her detailed style, had drawn drawings of the face, claws and legs, the back of the neck and the stature, all with brief annotations. By all accounts, Thorn was almost twice as tall as Curious herself.
She had been lucky again with her little dragon, thought Twilight. If Spike had ever gotten that big, life in Ponyville would have been impossible for him.
From this point on, the posts that Curious wrote were further apart in time. First just a few days, then a week, sometimes two. And the entries became less and less like scientific records and more and more documented their everyday life with the dragon. But whenever she wrote, Twilight felt the bond between pony and dragon growing stronger.
Twilight wasn't the first pony to have a dragon as a friend. Somehow the idea filled her with joy.
Curoius pointed out things that Thorn particularly liked, such as the places where he liked to be tickled or stroked. Twilight laughed at a picture of Thorn looking blissful as he was being scratched with a hoof behind his ear.
The next entry came out of nowhere and hit Twilight like a bolt of lightning.
'I did it! I have found what I have been longing for for so long!
Thorn showed me, he really is a good little dragon. I can finally call my research complete. Now I will solve the final mysteries. And all thanks to my good dragon. It was really easy. I just had to ask him.'
Twilight's eyes widened. Finally! Finally the terrible wait was over! Now the mystery has been solved.
Twilight turned the page, her throat dry. More paper appeared underneath. Blank and folded paper, such as a folded map or a very large drawing that was stapled to the side.
Twilight carefully picked up the book.
The picture folded down and down and down, like the notebooks her brother used to hide under his bed, and there he was. Twilight caught her breath.
OK. Admittedly, she hadn't expected that, she admitted to herself.
A huge dragon penis had opened up in front of Twilight, a relatively young specimen.
Twilight stared for a few seconds, surprised and a little shocked.
Of course not because she suddenly had a penis in front of her, no... okay, somehow, but sex was just as much a part of scientific knowledge as anything else and a penis was part of it too. After all, it was just a sexual organ.
She just didn't expect that her great heroine's search would involve desperately wanting to see a large, very large and wide penis. Which had been put down on paper in great detail...
By Celestia, could dragons really grow to such size?
Twilight found a note in the corner of the picture that gave her an answer: 1:1 scale.
Twilight swallowed. This thing was definitely bigger than a stallion's.
For a moment she wondered where Curious's interest in a dragon's penis had come from, but then she told herself that it had to be purely scientific, too. After all, it was just a sexual organ. And what pony could have said at the time exactly what the nature of these things looked like? Probably not a single one. Curious was just a little ahead of her time! That was the only reason.
N...no wonder this book was never published. The ponies at that time must have been more than outraged when they saw a picture of a penis in front of them. Old, dusty geezers. So prudish that even the slightest idea of sex caused an immediate scandal.
Not that Twilight imagined Curious and Thorn ever...
How did she even come up with the idea?
Twilight quickly withdrew her face, which had unnoticed gotten closer and closer to the picture.
Twilight placed the book on her table, penis spread the full length. There he was. The light made the shades appear even more realistic and made him appear even more alive. Ponyfeathers, what a monster.
Twilight didn't know what to think of it, but the more she looked at the picture, the more she understood Curious's fascination. The thing was quite an eye-catcher. Long and voluminous. Powerful, to say it in one word. If a drawing could have such a charisma, what about a real example?
What had Curoius Strife thought when she saw the original in front of her?
Definitely not what you think! Twilight thought to herself, pinning the picture out of the book and pushing it up. She shook her head to clear her mind of all the stupid thoughts that had suddenly arisen in her mind.
Her great heroine, Curious Strife, had been pure of heart and in her mind Twilight asked for forgiveness. She actually felt weak for a moment. She consoled herself with the thought that Curious had probably had a better idea of the dimensions and had known what she was getting herself into. Twilight was simply surprised, caught off guard, so to speak. A stupid pun, considering Twilight was anything but cold right now. She was shaking slightly, but definitely not from the cold.
To calm herself, Twilight sat back down at the book and read the next entry.
'Today I caught Thorn plowing a female dragon. I scolded him, but he doesn't understand why I'm so angry with him. To be completely honest, I don't fully understand it myself.'
What the Tatarus?!
Twilight would have liked to claim that she didn't know what the word "plowed" meant, but the meaning was clear.
Twilight blushed. She wondered how she would react if she caught Spike doing this. The newfound knowledge from Curious' book had made it clear to her that, although very young for a dragon, Spike was already sexually mature. Even though he certainly hadn't had sex yet, he was probably already thinking about it and doing it himself. Maybe it was even worse with Spike than with Thorn. After all, Spike was surrounded by mares. One could only be glad that he didn't show the same ferocity as other dragons.
The image of a wild, lustful Spike preying on mares in Ponyville came to Twilight's mind. Her mouth went completely dry and Twilight's eyes frantically raced through Curious's entries to find something to distract herself with.
'Thorn did it again! This time it was a different dragon. I am so disappointed.'
'I had a dream last night. Thorn did it again with one of his kin, running towards the female dragon and overpowering her to plow her. I can't deny that a part of me felt a certain excitement at this and a thought came to mind: Why would he take her when he can have me too? Am I foolish?'
'Thorn stays out of my way. Last night he was gone the whole time and when I confronted him he avoided me. I got angry and yelled at him. I accused him of only thinking about plowing all the time. He replied, equally angrily, that it was my fault.'
'I have to learn to accept that dragons are more driven by there instincts than we ponies are. Still, this strange feeling inside me won't go away when I think about him.'
'That was the most difficult night I've ever endured. Everything is fine again. Thorn spent the night next to me. What made the night such an unparalleled torture was how close Thorn lay to me and how I had to fight the urge to touch him. I regret not doing it a little.'
'Something is burning inside me and I can't control it. I'm just a mare and it demands me. I have to do it. It burns so much, in a good but also torturous way. I want a stallion or a dragon, it doesn't matter what.'
'It's time for me to come to a point.
I've been accused before that my attraction to dragons doesn't just come from a thirst for knowledge alone. These were accusations that I always had to defend myself against. And even though it's difficult for me, I have to say that these allegations were justified, whether they were meant seriously or were simply meant to upset me. I don't want to pretend any longer. I don't want to have to justify myself any longer. If even half the mares I know had seen what I saw, they would feel the same way.
It's possible that Thorn and the way dragons live rubbed off on me. Free and wild and driven by the things they want, regardless of other people's opinions and I am now deeply grateful for that because now I can say:
I love Thorn and I want him.
He makes me feel like no stallion could ever do. Besides, I think he feels the same way as me.
If he wants me too and takes me, I will stay with him.
If that is not the case, I will burn this book and return to the ponies.
I already know how I'm going to do it. I will ask Thorn to show me all of him again and return his service in the way only mares can.'
The last entry in Curious Strife's diary was written crookedly and scraggly and simply read:
'Dragon sex is amazing!'
Twilight slammed the book shut. Her eyes wide open and her face bright red, she took a few steps back.
No wonder this book was never published!
So Curious Strife had really done it. She had had sex with a dragon. The fact that the book was still intact was proof of this.
Twilight's heart beat excitedly in her chest and a shudder shook the feathers of her wings. Of course only because of the surprise she had experienced and not because of any strange feelings that had suddenly awakened within her. That tingling feeling deep down inside her was probably just from the coffee she had drunk and would pass quickly and Twilight decided it was best to just ignore it.
Her admiration for Curious diminished a little, she considered how she should now continue her studies on dragons. The behavior and way of life of dragons was far too interesting and important a topic to simply be dropped just because it was a little more open in sexuality.
The book had already revealed a lot, but there was no evidence to support Curious' claims. So Twilight came to the conclusion that she had to provide that very evidence or, if necessary, list it as untruths. Luckily she had her own tame dragon at home.
The gear that ran Twilight's brain started to think in more sensible ways again. Plans formed in her head. And lists, hundreds of lists.
And where Curious Strife had failed, Twilight Sparkle would be victorious. She would examine the dragons, or at least one of them, and she would not give in to her desires.
Not that there were any.
After Twilight called for Spike, the little dragon appeared in her doorway, a little surprised, but also willing to be at her disposal.
"What can I do for you, Twilight?" he asked as Twilight paced around the room, floating papers, ink, and pens in the air.
Twilight didn't know why, but as soon as Spike had come in, her eyes had wandered down to him curiously.
"I need your help," Twilight explained curtly, pulling out a ruler and protractor from her desk. »I found this book about dragons. Extremely fascinating. And now I need you to substantiate some claims scientifically.”
"You found a book about dragons?" Spike repeated.
"Yes," Twilight said, hiding her slightly red face behind a stack of papers.
"Can I see it?" Spike asked, excited about the possibility of learning more about his race.
"No!" Twilight said sharply. The content of this book was really not for little dragons. At Spike's surprised expression, she added, "That would... affect the final result. And we don't want that, do we? Besides, it’s just a few measurements I’m going to take.”
Spike thought for a moment and decided that Twilight's statement was probably quite correct.
"Okay," he said cheerfully, building himself up, ready for Twilight to measure him up (or do whatever she wanted with him).
A slight tremor went through Twilight's feathers at this thought and her gaze slipped down to Spike again.
She shook those thoughts aside and approached the dragon.
Always stay scientific. Just don't get distracted.
Actually, it went quite well.
After Twilight wrote down the first numbers things went much better. At least that's what she told herself all the time.
She measured the kite from top to bottom. Put him on the scale, measured the angle of his teeth, noted the arrangement of his scales, examined his claws, etc. Everything that Curious Strife had written down was copied and cross-checked by Twilight. And with each step she ticked off her list she became more nervous.
And finally she got to that point.
It was only then that she realized that she hadn't even thought about how to ask Spike to do this. She hadn't warned him or even pointed out the possibility. And she wasn't sure if she was ready for it yet.
Calm down, Twilight told herself as her heart beat faster, just stay objective and it won't be so hard. Do it for science.
“So,” she cleared her throat, her mouth dry. “Next comes…” She cleared her throat again.
"What?" Spike asked curiously.
Twilight tried to find the right words.
"There's something... that I need to investigate... but I... I don't know if you're comfortable with that..."
By Celestia, it was harder than she thought.
“What else do you need to investigate?” asked Spike.
"It's not easy for me to ask you to do this," Twilight said, taking deep breaths. "But... could you show me... your p-p-p... your thing!" she finally managed, summoning all her strength.
“My thing?” Spike repeated in surprise. "Do you mean my..."
"Yes!" Twilight said before he could say the word himself. “Your… you know what.”
“But why?” Spike asked, embarrassment written all over his face.
Twilight took a deep breath and tried to push away the tingling feelings that had arisen within her. “For science,” she said finally. »A purely scientific study. There's a lot the ponies don't know about dragons and you're the only dragon here and... and you just have to start somewhere." She waved her hoof awkwardly in the air.
"I don't know," Spie replied sheepishly. His gaze wandered thoughtfully around the room and finally fell on the picture of the enormous dragon penis on Twilight's table. He had noticed him before, while Twilight was examining him, but said nothing. With all the preparation, Twilight had neglected to hide this very drawing from Spike.
Flustered, the dragon twisted his fingers together and pressed: "But mine isn't that big."
Twilight gently lifted his head to look him in the eyes. »Everything is fine, Spike. It doesn’t matter at all.”
Spike thought for far too long for Twilight's liking. She was gripped by an inner restlessness that made her very impatient.
“Do you really think that would help?” Spike finally asked.
Twilight remembered a scientific principle she had once read in a book. »The more we know, the better we understand the world we live in, Spike. Every little detail can help ponies and dragons get closer to each other. You want that too, right?”
"Yes indeed but..."
"Good! Then whip it out!”
Spike stared at her in surprise.
Twilight cleared her throat awkwardly. "Um... please, if you would be so kind."
Twilight had turned around. She had her back turned to Spike so the dragon could let her know when he was ready to show her what he had to offer. Twilight pretended to sort through her notes and flipped through books without reading them. She was too excited for that. The tingling sensation had become stronger again and a slight twitch had taken over her tail.
Had Spike noticed? It suddenly occurred to her that Spike had a good view of her ass. Was Spike looking at him right now? Had he even looked at him before? At least the little dragon only reached her flank. He must have looked at him before, right?
Twilight glanced over her shoulder.
"Don't look!" the little dragon shouted immediately and Twilight buried her nose in some encyclopedia.
"Just let me know when you're ready," she said, her voice shaking but frowning. So he hadn't looked at her ass. Somehow Twilight didn't like that idea at all. As if her butt wasn't worth looking at. Especially in a situation like this! She demanded that he show her his cock and he didn't even have the courage, the curiosity or the decency(!) to even give her a glance.
How often had Spike stared at other ponies? Did he even do something like that? Certainly. Definitely with Rarity. And Twilight's wasn't that different from Rarity's ass.
Her tail twitched again.
And Spike didn't make a sound, let alone that he had finally gotten around to getting his thing out.
Maybe she should encourage him a little. Pushing her tail a little more to the side so Spike could take a look at her too. Lead by example, like I'll show you mine, you show me yours.
After all, she was the one asking him to do something that made him uncomfortable.
And maybe he would like it too.
"Spike," she said, clearing her throat because her voice was unexpectedly quiet and thin. "Spike, if you want... well, would you feel better if I... first?"
Spike's mouth hung open for a moment.
“You want to show me your...?”
"Yes. There's nothing special about it", Twilight said quickly. She hoped she sounded like one of her old biology teachers did when they taught sexual organs back in school. A completely factual statement of the terms and facts. At least Twilight hadn't developed such a desire back then. Well, back then they had only learned it from books and not from their classmates. "You've probably seen one before."
"Not really," the little dragon admitted, which actually surprised Twilight.
“You’ve never seen one before?”
"No," Spike replied sheepishly.
Sometimes Twilight forgot how innocent Spike could be.
"Then... don't you want to...?"
Spike was sure he heard disappointment in her voice. "I didn't say that," he said quickly. »But only if you really don't mind. I don’t know what’s going to happen!”
Now Twilight looked over her shoulder again. Spike was bright red and his legs were shaking and she could tell from the look on his face that he was at least as excited as she was. He even felt the same tingling sensation and, like her, tried to push it away by pressing his claws between his legs.
But not so innocently, Twilight thought. But the realization that he felt the same way as her was a relief.
Twilight smiled warmly at Spike.
"I don't mind," she said, her heart pounding with excitement.
Twilight turned back around, resting her front hooves on the table and spreading her hind legs further apart.
She fought back the wild emotions inside her and tried to remain calm. She felt her face burning and the fluttering in her chest growing stronger.
She closed her eyes, took a breath, and let her horn glow. Using her magic, she reached around the base of her tail.
"Are you ready?" she asked.
“Yes.” Twilight felt his head nod more than she heard his hoarse answer. And she felt him looking at her. Twilight took another quick look over her shoulder. Spike's eyes were transfixed on her ass.
Finally, a little recognition, Twilight thought to herself, gently moving her butt back and forth. It couldn't hurt to let Spike fidget a little. He had given himself all the time in the world to give her ass the attention it deserved.
Spike watched as Twilight's tail twitched up and down. How she swayed it seductively back and forth, revealing more of herself each time.
The little dragon boy was breathing heavily and shifting restlessly from one foot to the other.
Now Twilight had it ready and leaned flatter on the tabletop.
She didn't realize it, but she bit her bottom lip as she slowly, ever so slowly moved her tail to the side, revealing all of herself. Only then did she realize how warm it had become between her legs.
“You see, Spike. There's nothing there at all," she said, her voice barely more than a breath, and looked over at him again.
"Uh-huh," said Spike, completely unable to form functioning words.
As he stood there, eyes wide and leaning forward, not moving as if he were rooted to the spot, the fingers of his claws twitching, he looked like a prehistoric pony that had discovered fire for the first time. It actually made Twilight giggle.
“Feel free to come closer,” she giggled softly, wiggling her hips invitingly.
Spike, realizing how his legs worked, approached with careful steps. He had to hold himself back so as not to fall immediately.
- and to plow the mare with his wild, rough desire, Twilight thought, remembering the things she had read in Curious' book. Her legs were shaking.
"And? What do you say?" Twilight asked as Spike's face came closer. She felt the breath from his nose passing over her bare parts. He sniffed. Twilight bit her bottom lip again as the cold air from his nose hit her. One of her hind legs jerked up and a small squeak escaped Twilight's throat. Her ears bent down.
"Is it always so... wet?" Spike asked thoughtfully.
Twilights' ears perked up.
“Wet?” she repeated in surprise, reaching between her legs with her front hoof. Spike was right. She was actually wet. And hot! Her opening slid open like a well-oiled sliding door at the light touch. A pleasant shiver ran through her body. She pulled back the hoof, the tip glistening with moisture.
"Twilight?" Spike asked, a hint of concern in his voice.
"That's fine. This is completely normal. This sometimes happens with mares. Especially when we feel good," Twilight said reassuringly and added, "Feel free to come closer." Twilight put her tail over her side.
Spike obeyed and his face got closer to her slit that she could feel the heat of his face hitting the heat of her backside. Twilight twitched.
"It smells good." Spike's words were barely more than a murmur.
Twilight giggled again. "Oh thank you. Spike, you really know how to compliment mares. Not everyone can say that it smells good.” Twilight playfully flexed her buttocks in turns. »You can touch it. So that you can get a precise impression of it. If you want."
Oh, Spike wanted, she didn't have to tell him twice. Still, he was very careful as he ran his claws over her cutie mark. A shiver ran over Twilight's body again and she sucked in the air with pleasure. Her buttocks tensed slightly as she felt Spike's fingers, so tender but hiding so much strength.
Her voice was shaky as she said, "Y-you can tighten your grip." And she lowered her pelvis closer to Spike's face.
Spike breathed audibly through his mouth. Blowing out a breath like he had just run a mile. But he did as he was told and pressed the tips of his claws into her fur.
"So soft," he said, completely mesmerized, as Twilight pressed their lips together in pleasure.
She placed her hoof on his claw and pushed him closer to her moist, warm center.
"Hmmm," Twilight said quietly as his fingers stroked the pure skin and she shivered.
Spike quickly withdrew his fingers.
"Shouldn't I...?"
"Yes, you should!" Twilight gasped immediately and swallowed. "Do not worry. It's all right. Look at them calmly. Hee...hee...hee..." she laughed awkwardly. Which was replaced by a soft yelp as Spike's claw slid across her. His inner surface pressed tightly against her and Twilight's wings twitched upwards. Her whole backside vibrated and she pushed herself deeper.
Then one of Spike's fingers found its entrance, pushed between the lips and slid inside.
He wasn't in deep, just his tip had entered her, but it was enough for Twilight's legs to snap together and Spike's hand to press tightly against her.
“Whoa!”
"S-s-sorry, S-spike," Twilight stuttered, chin jutted as Spike's free hand dug into her cheek, but failed to untie her stiff legs. Not that she really thought about it. All she knew was that his entire claw was wet from her. She knew it would drip from his ankles, right onto his...
She couldn't hold it anymore. Every clear thought was gone. Every good intention of science thrown away. Don't give a damn about all the findings and experiments! Get rid of all this dry information and collecting data! She only knew one thing for sure: "Push... push it in again!"
Spike's hand jerked back briefly as if trying to free himself, but Twilight wouldn't let him.
"Oh no, little one!" she gasped. »Don't stop now! Push! It! Back! IN!"
Spike jumped again, this time in shock.
“Um... do you mean that?” he finally said and there his finger was inside her again, pushing itself deeper.
“Hnnnggg!” Twilight bit her lower lip so that it almost hurt. She didn't know what was more likely to explode, her head or her...
“The second one too!” she managed to say between clenched teeth, her wings flapping excitedly.
By Celestia! She almost screamed the words, but only gasped, jumping on her front hooves as Spike's second finger curled into her. Her entire lower half shook and her knees almost buckled.
Spike moved his fingers. Back and forth.
"Fffffff...... uuuuuuuuu.... ck!" The word came out of her mouth all by itself.
How could Spike stay so calm? Twilight was already struggling not to attack him as if she were the fierce, strong dragon and not the other way around. She craned her neck over her shoulder so that she could at least tell him with a glance that what he was doing was really, really good.
Their eyes met. She with eyes burning with lust, he with a mixture of excited fascination and pure astonishment on his face. His left shoulder moved and only then did Twilight notice that his left claw was no longer pressing against her ass.
It went up and down, encasing something long and shiny red.
His penis didn't really look anything like the one in the Curious book. It was rather thin in circumference, had fewer bumps and was stretched straight up. Twilight looked at him like a hungry animal.
Oh yes, Spike's instincts had awakened. And Twilight's too. Her horn lit up.
A ring of magic closes around Spike's cock, scaring away his hand.
Spike groaned. “Uhhh, Twilight.”
“Too tight?” Twilight asked, her voice barely above a hoarse whisper.
"No... that's... exactly... right..." Spike gasped, his mouth open.
Twilight continued as Spike's fingers played inside her, she rhythmically and he impetuously.
"That...feels sooooo...good," Spike said.
Twilight smiled and raised an eyebrow.
"You know what else feels good?" she said, forcing her legs apart. She turned to Spike, even though she would miss the feel of his fingers. But she would find a good replacement for that. But before that, she wanted something else.
Twilight slowly knelt in front of Spike with her front hooves, her hips still stretched straight up and licked her lips. She let her mouth hover over his tip, down the side, gently brushing over him and covering the other side with tiny touches as she ascended. Then she looked up at him and formed a little O with her sweet mouth. She briefly popped her mouth over Spike's tip. It was enough to bring the dragon to his knees.
“Does that feel good?” Twillight purred, her lips close to Spike’s tip.
"Yes," Spike breathed.
"Should I continue? Further down?"
Spike could only nod.
Twilight gave him a small kiss on the tip, a second longer one after that, and on the third she opened her lips again and pushed her mouth over him. The ring of magic slid further down to make room for her head, but not without Spike working on it further.
"Ugh!" said Spike, his legs sagging again.
"Hold on to my ears," Twilight said without lifting her head, his thing still inside her. "I like that."
"So?" Spike asked as his fingers reached into Twilight's ears. It wasn't very solid. Spike had simply pressed the soft edge of her ears between his thumb and index claw. But Twilight liked it tight.
"If you think that's enough." Twilight winked and still managed to grin with her mouth full. Then she started.
Instantly, Spike's grip tightened as Twilight went up and down with hard quick thrusts. Spike's thing might not have seemed all that long, but she could feel his throbbing and the heat radiating from him. He also filled Twilight's mouth wonderfully. She could almost feel him at the back of her throat when she thrust down.
Spike gave a sweet little yelp and clamped down on her ears with both claws, yanking and pulling on them, eliciting an excited purr from Twilight. Twilight reached greedily, trying to get up and down as fast as Spike's thing was pounding. She almost nudged Spike's stomach with her nostrils and pressed harder with her tongue. Spike didn't know it, but the way he tugged on Twilight's ears only caused her to speed up.
“Aaaoo,” said Spike. He stretched his legs, which were shaking up to his knees, and arched his back high up. Twilight opened her eyes in surprised anticipation, but nothing came out of Spike. Then he leaned over Twilight's head and rested his upper body on her, ending the short but wild ride. His chest rose and fell in panting breaths, but his claws were still firmly planted in her ears.
A little annoyed at the unplanned stop, Twilight decisively tapped twice with one hind hoof.
"Wait... wh-wait..." Spike panted breathlessly.
She tapped her hind hoof again. Toktok.
Make it quick!
"Wait... I want to... try something." His voice became quieter as he said it and his body slid a little lower.
Twilight's eyes opened again as Spike grabbed her horn and she felt something long, warm and wet at her tip. Spike licked her!
And not only that. He did it damn well! His long dragon tongue curled over her horn, followed by a small, slightly awkward mouth, while her ear was kneaded by the other claw.
Now it was Twilight's turn to go down on her knees. Things began to boil in her head, which reached down to between her legs. Things began to bubble between her legs. Spike managed to put the whole of her horn in his mouth, touched his nose to the base of her hair, and jerked up again. He licked, sucked and cupped her as he continued to knead her ear.
“OH YEAAAAHH!” she wanted to scream. But right now she just wanted him not to stop! So he had always wanted to try this? So he wasn't as innocent as he always acted.
Rigid with excitement, she wasn't even able to continue her oral treatment. But Spike moved his hips in an independent, lighter rhythm, pushing his thing back and forth in her silent mouth.
What she felt between her legs was no longer a simple pinch and tingling was no longer an appropriate word. She wasn't just bubbling, she was boiling over and if Spike continued like this, it would just squirt out of her.
Twilight scraped together her last reserves and...
“HNNGGG!” said Twilight, frantically hitting the ground with her hind hooves.
She quickly pulled away from his grasp when Spike paused.
"Wow," Twilight said, blinking. She actually had sparks in her eyes.
"Was that..." Spike's worried question was lost in an unintelligible murmur as Twilight pressed his face tightly into her panting chest.
"That was very good," she said, her mouth hanging open, still overwhelmed and surprised by the wild feelings Spike had given her.
"Is there something else... something you've always wanted to try?" she asked, petting Spike's head like a crazy grandma would do to a poor cat.
"Well, I wanted to... well, always..." Spike said and fell silent.
"Oh no, no backing out now!" Twilight demanded, pushing the dragon to the ground, her front hooves crashing next to its face.
"What? What have you always wanted?" Twilight's eyes stared down at him almost manically.
Spike said nothing and just looked down at her, slightly embarrassed, between her legs.
“Have you ever wanted to know what a mare feels like down there?” Twilight concluded from his look.
Spike nodded.
Twilight's gaze became seductive as her head moved closer to his.
“I would also like to know what a dragon feels like inside me,” she whispered, her eyes closer to his than ever before. He could only see her eyes. A flowing sea of stars made of excitement. He only noticed her mouth on his when she closed her eyes, with a pleasant sound coming from her throat.
Magic carefully wrapped itself around his thing and adjusted it appropriately. Twilight slowly rubbed herself over him, going up gently and staying over his tip for a moment. She gently lowered herself over him.
It was so easy how the two found each other. She slid over him with such ease that Spike found it almost a little too easy, even though her warm, wet insides were snug against him.
Twilight paused when she reached the bottom, breaking the kiss and breathing heavily, as did Spike. His claws held her face.
"Glad we tried that," Twilight giggled huskily, enjoying the feeling of just having him inside her for a moment.
Spike managed to smile in agreement.
But Twilight was already getting very close to his ear. “Now, get the pony pussy!”
Twilight sat up.
She started quietly but powerfully. Up and down, trying to take every inch of Spike with him. Spike moaned in rhythm with her every time she went down, just like she did.
Twilight sped up. Spike pressed his claws into her juicy flank.
"Twi... Twilight... that... is..." Spike groaned
"...soooo......goooohoohoohood" Twilight finished, her voice skipping every time Spike pushed deeper.
Words couldn't describe how that felt. Curious words, while true, still weren't enough to describe how good it really was. The pleasant burning between her legs, the tingling in her stomach, the trembling of her neck, her horn from which sweet little sparks shot, the air she sucked in, every single hair was electrified and stood up as Spike pushed himself deeper into her.
Twilight gasped loudly, making incomprehensible sounds from her throat. She leaned back and leaned on her front hooves. Their wings spread out of their own accord and beat excitedly in time with their bodies. Twilight felt a hot, electric tension in every single tip of her feather.
She threw her sweat-drenched mane back, pushed herself further up, her head back, her face turned towards the ceiling and her eyes squeezed shut.
"Fuck... Twilight," Spike said quietly.
“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck,” Twilight squeaked. There was a silent but deep understanding between the two. They both wanted it. He was allowed to say dirty things like that when Twilight was around and he made sure she said those dirty things. Nothing would be different between the two of them after that.
"Fuck... Twiiii...!" His claws clawed almost painfully into her ass.
She wanted it. She wanted everything from him. She wanted to feel him even deeper inside her.
Twilight's heart was beating a million times a second and a primal cry was gathering in her chest, demanding to be expelled. “Fuck...fuck...FUCK ME, SPIKE!”
Her loins were a sea of flames. A very, very wet sea of flames. There was a slap every time their hips met.
Loud, wild moans filled the entire room, along with the slapping of bodies colliding, rising and becoming more unrestrained, echoing off the walls.
Spike's claws pressed harder into her hips, pushing her further down with each thrust. Twilight reared forward again and placed her hooves next to Spike's head, her face close to his, and picked up speed. Spike gripped her erect tail and her lower body moved up and down willingly.
Spike's grip tightened, his breathing quicker, just like hers. Twilight pressed her forehead against his. It was getting hotter and hotter inside her. Hotter and hotter. They both just let out a breath.
"Right...right now..." Twilight sighed.
"Twilight... I don't know how..." Spike managed.
“Just do it!” Twilight pressed through her clenched teeth, her hips now moving slower but harder.
Small cries of pleasure came from both throats, getting louder each time. The sea of flames between her legs bubbled up, grew and grew, and Twilight could only scream.
A tingling explosion detonated in their bodies, coursing through every fiber, tensing every muscle, and Spike pushed himself into her one last time with all his might. Twilight reached up, mouth open wide and holding the little dragon close to her, as a torrent of magic burst from her horn in a shower of sparks and Spike came inside her at the same time.
“AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!”
The double scream echoed off the walls and even when it faded, the two of them still sat there exactly the same.
Twilight's heart raced. Her breathing was shallow, hot and shaky. Her side twitched uncontrollably. The sea of flames was extinguished as if by a warm rain. Spike's claw detached from her tail and fell to the ground. Her spread wings became loose and folded again. Twilight felt beads of sweat running down her chest and back. Gradually she regained control of her body.
Slowly, when she could breathe evenly again, she placed the little dragon on the ground. He fell asleep immediately.
Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship, had devoted herself that evening to the study of dragons, a race known to be rough and rampant. She had discovered a self-indulgent side of herself. And even if she discovered less than she had hoped, one thing could be recorded with certainty:
Dragon sex was amazing!
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<p>While Canterlot High has its own unique method of issuing student discipline, those are not the only methods available to the various schools in Canterlot City. Crystal Prep Academy, for example, has their own rules and regulations for such things.</p><p>And, by violating the student dress code, Sunny Flare is about to discover how newly installed Principal Cadance chooses to implement those methods. And as a result, Sunny will soon find herself spending an entire school day naked and at "total service" to her fellow seniors.</p><hr/><p>Set in the <a href="/story/460435/preliminary-tour" rel="nofollow">Preliminary Tour</a> universe</p><p>Kinks include (but are not limited to) <span class="spoiler"> pussy spanking, public nudity, public sex, free use, oral, anal, questionable use of a cafeteria table, vanilla sex, lesbian sex, and possible ongoing plot developments.</span></p><p>All characters depicted are at least 18 years of age. Non-Con tag is there due to the gray area of consent involved in the scenario.</p>
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I.
“Take them off,” Cadance ordered.
“What?” Sunny Flare replied, blinking in surprise.
Cadance sighed. They always tried to get out of it. “I am confiscating your panties. Take them off. You know they aren’t allowed under the dress code.”
“I-I’m not wearing panties, Principal Cadance,” Sunny protested, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt. Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment, which Cadance knew for a fact was something Sunny Flare only did when she was caught doing something she shouldn’t.
“Really?” the principal said, standing up and walking behind the younger girl. “So you’re saying Ms. Blaze DIDN’T see you wearing them just ten minutes ago, when you tripped in her classroom after the dismissal bell for her class rang?”
Sunny Flare swallowed hard. She hadn’t thought anyone had seen under her skirt when she stumbled out of the room. Damn Suri Polomare and her ridiculous handbag left in the aisle!
She didn’t have time to dwell on wondering how Ms. Blaze had seen her, however, as Cadance’s hand slipped under her skirt and gripped her left, definitely panty-clad buttock firmly.
“Mmm-hm,” Cadance hummed, satisfied. “And you expect me to believe these are gym shorts or something like that under here, hm?”
“Yes, Principal Cadance… er… I mean, no. I mean –”
Cadance sighed again, withdrew her hand and walked back in front of Sunny, leaning up against her desk and folding her arms
“Sunny, the dress code is very clear. Students are not allowed to wear underwear of any kind during school hours, with the exception of gym classes and, in the cases of students with ovaries, whenever their menstruation cycles are happening. You ARE aware of this rule, yes?”
“Yes, Principal Cadance,” Sunny said quietly.
“Are you currently on your menstruation cycle, Sunny?”
“No, ma’am.”
Cadance nodded. “Right. Panties off. Now.”
Sunny nodded and reached under her skirt. She pulled her panties, a soft teal pair of briefs, down her legs before stepping out of them. Cadance held out her hand.
“Hand them over, please.”
Sunny placed the garment in the principal’s hand. Cadance held them up and smiled approvingly.
“Well, at least they’re suitably modest,” she said. “The last time this happened, I confiscated a pair that was much more inappropriate. I asked the girl in question if she made it a habit to use dental floss as clothing.”
“Who was that?” Sunny asked. The question was out before she could stop herself.
“I’m not at liberty to say,” Cadance said, stepping back behind the desk. She opened a drawer, realized there wasn’t any room in there, given the number of pairs of underwear already in it, switched to another drawer and dropped Sunny’s panties inside. “You can have these back at the end of the semester.”
“Yes, Principal Cadance. It won’t happen again.”
Cadance looked at her student and a cold grin spread across her features. “Oh, I intend to make sure it doesn’t.”
She reached back into a third drawer and pulled out what looked like a vinyl covered ping pong paddle. Sunny Flare sucked in a breath. Even though she had expected this was coming, and had seen the paddle several times before in her time at Crystal Prep, this was the first time Cadance had been the one to wield it.
Cadance enjoyed her new position as the principal of Crystal Prep Academy. Ever since the incident at the Friendship Games, and Twilight Sparkle’s transfer to Canterlot High, Abacus Cinch had quickly shown that she was more concerned with constantly winning than anything else, which had led to several unjustified discipline sessions involving members of the CPA Friendship Games team, and that, of course, led to several concerned parents lodging formal complaints with the school’s board of directors.
Not necessarily about the discipline sessions. Every parent was well informed on how CPA kept order, and were more than welcome to withdraw their child from enrollment if they felt it was too harsh. But, when investigation revealed that the discipline dispensed was FAR in excess of the supposed infractions, Cinch was quickly relieved of her position and Cadance installed in her place.
And the look of apprehension on Sunny’s face was delighting Cadance to no end. If anything, this was what she was looking forward to the most about her new position. Not that she was cruel or arbitrary about it, as Cinch had been during her declining weeks in charge. But she had often had little twinges of jealousy as she passed by Cinch’s office and heard the paddle being applied to a wayward student. The cries and gasps that emanated from behind the door sent chills down her spine and on more than one occasion she needed to take a few minutes to herself in the faculty restroom afterwards. Such power over others excited her and now, she was the one who held that power.
And she intended to use it. Thoroughly and in much more creative ways than Cinch ever had.
As Cadance brought the paddle back around the desk, Sunny bent over and braced her arms on its surface, positioning herself so her bottom stuck out slightly. Cadance smirked to herself, and gently patted Sunny’s ass over her skirt.
“No. Not that position,” she said.
Sunny looked over her shoulder, confused. “I’m sorry, Principal Cadance? I thought I was getting a spanking?”
“Oh, make no mistake, you certainly are,” Cadance answered. She set the paddle on top of the desk, then put her hands on Sunny’s shoulders and spun the girl around so they were facing each other. She stepped forward, pushing slightly until Sunny was sitting on top of the desk. Cadance stepped back and gestured at her.
“Legs up. Feet flat on the desk.”
Sunny swallowed and slid back on the top of the desk so she had enough room to comply with the principal’s instructions. As she got into position, she realized that there was no way to maintain it without spreading her legs. Her skirt slipped down in the gap between them, protecting her modesty, but Sunny was already suspecting that wouldn’t last for long.
It didn’t. Once she was situated, Cadance grabbed the girl’s knees and spread her legs even wider, her expression reminding Sunny to keep her feet flat. Once that was done, the principal reached out and drew the hem of the skirt up to Sunny’s waist, exposing the girl’s nethers to the cool air conditioning of the office.
Cadance smiled as she saw the purple tuft of hair that covered Sunny’s crotch. “And here I thought all you girls shaved these days.”
Sunny’s face turned bright red and she looked away. “I don’t like the idea of blades being down there.”
Cadance let out a chuckle. “Well, I certainly can’t fault you for that.”
She picked up the paddle then gently took Sunny’s chin in her other hand and turned the girl’s head so she was facing her. “Do you know why Crystal Prep doesn’t allow students to wear underwear, Sunny?”
“No, ma’am,” Sunny answered. She fought the urge to squirm. She felt a rush of heat to her crotch and she tried to keep herself under control. This is punishment, so why am I getting so turned on?!
“I-I just thought it was one of those weird old traditions the school had that no one really remembers the reason for,” she said aloud.
That got another laugh out of Cadance. “Well, you aren’t entirely wrong. You see CPA was founded by a noted educator who had very firm ideas about keeping the students focused on their studies. He noticed that teenagers are usually raging balls of hormones who spend far too much time thinking about getting their hands on each other and not on their lessons. But, he had an unusual approach to solving the problem.
“He thought that if the sexual titillation of the students was elevated to a high enough point, it would stop being a temptation and become commonplace. The novelty, and thus, the thrill would be gone. And for the most part, it worked. And ever since then, no CPA student has worn underwear while attending classes.”
Cadance turned to the side and hitched up the side of her skirt, revealing a full expanse of leg and hip. Sunny’s eyes popped open wide at the display, before looking up at the principal.
“And I agree with the method,” Cadance explained. “I haven’t worn underwear except when I absolutely have to since my days as a student here.”
She slid her skirt back down and turned to face Sunny again, gently tapping the paddle in the palm of her hand. “Which is why it’s such a serious matter when someone thinks she can get away with wearing panties in my school.”
Sunny looked at the paddle, then down at herself, and the pieces finally clicked in her head. “Oh, please, Principal Cadance, I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!”
“I know you won’t, Sunny.” Cadance took Sunny’s hands and positioned them so she was holding onto the underside of her knees. “Now, keep your legs open and this will be a quick ten swats. If you let go of your knees or your legs close, we’ll have to start all over. Understand?”
Sunny swallowed hard and nodded her head. “Y-yes, Principal Cadance.”
As Cadance stepped back and looked Sunny over, the girl’s mind was racing with dread… and not-quite-dread.
I can’t believe this. I’m sitting here actually waiting for her to spank my pussy! Cinch never went this far, even when she paddled me for ten minutes after the Games! And I was only chewing gum in class that time!
Oh, god, she’s just staring at me. Why doesn’t she just get it over with? What is she… wait… ohhhhh SHIT! WHY DO I SUDDENLY FEEL SO HOT AND SQUISHY? Calm down, calm down… maybe she hasn’t notic–
“AHHHHHH!” Sunny cried and nearly lost her grip on her knees as the paddle hit her squarely on her slit. The sudden sting of pain shot through her brain, and, fortunately for her, caused her hands to clench involuntarily, digging her fingernails into the soft flesh behind her knees.
“Keep count, please,” Cadance said, pleased with the reaction she had gotten. Sunny forced her eyes open and looked up at Cadance, confused.
“C-count?” she asked.
Cadance nodded. “You’ll need to keep track. If you forget, that will also mean we have to start over. Understand?”
Sunny returned the nod and took a breath. Her slit was still stinging, and she was certain that she was getting wet from the treatment she was getting. But, she wasn’t going to give up now. She’d taken the worst Cinch had to dish out, and she wasn’t going to cave into whatever perverse punishment Cadance had in store for her.
“One, Principal Cadance,” she said, her voice quiet but steady.
She barely finished her statement when Cadance brought the paddle down again. Another sharp sting rocketed through the teenager’s body, but this time Sunny had a split second to notice and made sure her grip on her legs was firm.
“T-two,” she stammered.
“Good girl,” Cadance cooed. She reached out and ran the flat surface of the paddle along the inside of Sunny thighs. Sunny let out a shuddering breath as the feel of the cool vinyl caused little tremors of pleasure to rush up her legs and spine.
She had very little time to savor them as the paddle once again slapped against her slit. Another shocked cry escaped her upper lips, while her lower lips were starting to turn red, and as Sunny soon realized, becoming quite engorged. She also felt a familiar tightness in her nipples as they began to stiffen.
Oh god… did this just trigger a fetish I didn’t know I had? Why is this happening? Why am I getting so horny? Can she tell? Can she – what is she staring at me for? What does she – OH CRAP!
“THREE!” Sunny yelped. Cadance grinned.
“You almost had to start over. Something distracting you, Sunny, dear?”
“N-no, Principal Cadance.”
“Oh good. I would hate to think that THIS –”
Another hard slap to the crotch resulted in another howl of aroused pain and a hurried “Four!” from the teenager.
“-- would be causing you to lose focus,” finished Cadance. “That wouldn’t do at all, now would it?”
Sunny swallowed hard and shook her head. Her breath was coming in sharp short gasps. She felt even more exposed now. The pain was still there, but now there was a sharp pleasure coming after it, and possibly even overtaking it. She felt like her pussy was opening itself, inviting even more contact from the paddle.
Cadance took a quick glance down between her errant student’s legs and noted with delight that the girl’s clit was visible. But it wasn’t quite ready for her attention yet.
For Sunny’s part, her clit had ALL of her attention. She felt the stiff nub almost start throbbing as Cadance brought the paddle down again –
“AHHH! F-f-five!”
– and it felt to Sunny like it was growing larger in that strange way only very small parts of the body can feel when they’re in some form of distress. Her bra (which she should also should not have been wearing, for the record) felt a size too small. Her uniform was hot and itchy and she longed to get out of her clothes.
SMACK! “SIIIIIIIIIIIX!”
Tears started flowing down Sunny’s cheeks as the contradictory feelings overwhelmed her. She fought to maintain her position, not wanting to be forced to start her punishment over.
And then…
Oh NO!
…she felt a bead of moisture slide down the juncture where her leg met her crotch and slip under her butt.
She involuntarily looked down then back up at Cadance, who was looking at her with a smug, satisfied smile.
“I told you,” said the principal. “Raging balls of hormones. Even when you’re being disciplined.”
“I’m s-s-”
SMACK!
“I’M SORRYYYYYY! SE-EH-EH-EVEN!” Sunny wailed. She tightened her grip on her knees, gritting her teeth as her fingernails dug in so far she was sure she was going to draw blood.
Cadance’s expression softened and she gently patted Sunny on the head with her free hand.
“I know you are. We’re almost done. Only three more left. Can you be a brave girl and hang on?”
Sunny sniffled, inhaled sharply through her nose and nodded. Cadance gave her another supportive smile.
“I’ll make them quick,” she said. And she did.
SMACK! “EIGHT!” SMACK! “NIIIIIIINEEEEE!”
Cadance took a step back, unconsciously rotating her arm at the shoulder. She looked at Sunny, who by now was a nearly senseless mass of guilt, remorse, and quite evident arousal. She was struggling to keep her feet flat and Cadance was sure she had no idea her grip on her knees was mostly due to a herculean effort by her fingertips.
Sunny’s cool blue skin was now a bright red between her legs and glistening visibly. Her clit had fully emerged and presented a delightfully tempting target.
A target that Cadance simply could not resist. She held the paddle directly out in front of her with her right hand, vertically, the flat surface parallel to Sunny’s overstimulated slit, mere inches from the trembling teenager’s twat. She took her free hand and gripped the top of the paddle, pulling it back, letting her right wrist relax enough to bend with the pull, but also using enough muscle to provide some resistance. She pulled until she felt the maximum amount of tension, then looked up at Sunny’s flushed face.
“Sunny,” she said.
Her voice cut through the feelings of dread, frustration, and unbearable arousal Sunny had been preoccupied with. And no sooner did she look up at Cadance, the principal released her left hand, and the paddle crashed down squarely on Sunny’s clit.
The impact caused an immediate chain reaction as all the feelings that had been battling within the teen girl were suddenly released in an explosion of euphoria, endorphins, pain, and electric thrills that ran throughout her body. Sunny’s mind went blank and she finally lost her grip on her knees and crashed onto her back on the surface of the desk as her legs vibrated, her toes curled inside her shoes, and her fists clenched. Sexual fluid flowed from her pussy, creating a small puddle on the edge of the desk.
And somehow, through the sheer pleasure that overwhelmed her, Sunny remembered.
“TEH-EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHHH-ENNN! F-f-f-ff-fff–ffffuuuuhhhhh-ckkkkkk…”
Sunny’s voice trailed off as she began to come down from the high. She placed the paddle on the desk next to the exhausted girl, then went into a nearby closet where a mini fridge sat. She took out a bottle of water and placed it on the corner of the desk, before tugging the hem of Sunny’s skirt back down.
She helped the dazed girl off the desk and sat her back down in the chair. Sunny let out a slight moan and winced as her red and sensitive pussy made accidental contact with the seat. Cadance opened the bottle of water and handed it to her. Sunny quickly began guzzling it down.
“Take a moment to compose yourself, Sunny, dear,” said Cadance, walking back around behind her desk. “I’m going to clean things up a little, then we can discuss the rest of your punishment.”
Sunny almost did a spit take, but managed to swallow the mouthful of water before doing so.
“Wait, what?” she said. She leaned forward sharply…
… then sat back just as sharply when her swollen labia brushed the seat of the chair again. She let out something between a shriek and a wail as the pleasure and pain zinged back through her.
Cadance pulled a canister of antiseptic wipes from another drawer, and quickly wiped down the paddle and the desktop, before putting everything away and sitting in her own chair.
“Now, as for the rest of your punishment…”
“But, I thought that was it!” Sunny protested. “I’m not wearing panties anymore and you… um… paddled me–”
“Yes, but the paddling was for lying to me about wearing panties in the first place. As far as I’m concerned, liars get paddled, you see.”
Sunny stared at Cadance. Her brain felt fuzzy. The mix of the punishment, the situation, the principal’s twisted logic, and, yes, the mind blowing orgasm were overwhelming her.
“I… I’m confused,” she admitted. “What else have I done?”
Cadance gave her a sympathetic smile. “Well, let me clarify things for you. You have committed two offenses. One, you wore panties in violation of the school dress code. Then, two, you lied about wearing those same panties when I told you to take them off. Because you lied, you were paddled on your genitals as a sharp reminder that we take honesty very seriously at Crystal Prep.
“Which brings me to the punishment I’ve determined is the best course of action in the event a student is caught wearing underwear during school hours.”
Cadance rested her elbows on the desk and interlaced her fingers. “Today is Friday. Starting Monday morning, you will be attending school naked.”
The statement cut through the fog in Sunny’s brain immediately. She stared, wide eyed in disbelief. “What?!”
“Clearly, you can’t be trusted to obey a basic part of the dress code, so steps will be taken to ensure you won’t just commit the same offense again.”
“B-but for how long?” Sunny asked. “Not the rest of the year?”
Cadance blinked and let out a laugh. “Oh, no, no! Things aren’t THAT severe. It’s just a simple dress code violation. I don’t see any reason you’d have to stay naked for more than a week.”
“A WEEK?!” Sunny goggled.
“And you won’t be completely naked,” elaborated the principal, seemingly oblivious to her student’s look of disbelief. “You’ll still be allowed socks and shoes. But otherwise, yes, during school hours next week, you will not wear any other clothing.”
“But an entire week?! That’s not fair!”
The phrase was out of her mouth before she could stop it. That particular argument never worked. Very little at Crystal Prep was fair during Cinch’s reign, and it seemed that wasn’t likely to change under Cadance either.
“Welllll,” Cadance said, leaning back in her chair. “I could be persuaded to reduce the length of time to, say, ONE day…”
“Yes! I’ll take it!” Sunny cried, practically leaping out of her chair.
Cadance fixed her with a look. “Don’t be too hasty. You haven’t heard the rest of my proposal.”
Sunny slid back in her seat. It wasn’t as painful now. In a weird way, it felt oddly pleasant to have her lower lips rubbing against the imitation leather of the chair.
“I’m sorry, Principal Cadance.”
“That’s all right.” Cadance leaned forward again. “If you choose the one day option, not only will you be spending it naked, you will also be at ‘total service’ to your fellow students.”
Sunny frowned. There was something about ‘total service’ as a potential punishment in the school’s rules and regulations but no one she knew had ever heard of it being used before. If it ever had.
“What does that mean, exactly?” she asked. “I’ve heard of it, but I don’t think anyone’s ever gone into detail?”
Cadance nodded. “It hasn’t been used all that much. I think the last time was forty or so years ago. ‘Total service’ means that you will be available to all the students in the senior class in any way they like. And I mean ANY way.”
Sunny looked at the principal in confusion again, before the implications suddenly set in and her face flushed bright red. “You m-mean… anyone in the school can –”
“No,” Cadance cut her off. “Not anyone in the school. The faculty, staff, and the younger classes will not do anything with you. Only your fellow seniors will… have access, shall we say.”
“B-but, I would have to do…?”
“Anything they ask you to do that does not cause any injury, not even the slightest bruise. Nor will anything happen while a class is in session. You MAY be asked to aid in classroom demonstrations, but no one will touch you while that happens. Otherwise, yes, you will be at ‘total service’ to your fellow seniors, even in an… intimate way.”
“I HAVE to do this?”
Cadance shook her head. “No. Don’t misunderstand the nature of the punishment. You will be naked in school on Monday either way. But I am offering you a choice as to how long you will be required to be naked. If you choose the one day option, you will be under the rules of ‘total service.’ However, you also have the option of being naked for the entire week. If you choose that option, no one, and I mean absolutely no one will so much as lay a finger on you.”
The principal’s expression darkened and Sunny swallowed at the sound of the grim pronouncement that came next.
“I will make sure of it, and anyone who dares to violate that edict will be made an example of.”
“I… think I see,” Sunny said. “Um… do I have to decide right now?”
Cadance’s expression brightened. “No. Take the weekend to mull it over. Be back here in my office fifteen minutes before classes start on Monday. I will need your answer then. If you haven’t made a decision, then we will default to the week long option. Agreed?”
Sunny considered. The whole situation seemed unreal. Absurd. But one look at the principal’s face was enough to convince Sunny Flare that Cadance was absolutely serious about her going through with it.
She took a deep breath, and nodded. “I’ll have an answer for you on Monday.”
“Excellent.” Cadance turned to the computer sitting on the corner of the desk. She typed for a few moments, then clicked the mouse. The sound of a printer coming to life could be heard and Cadance rotated her chair around and then back again. She was holding a sheet of paper which she quickly folded and placed in an envelope. She handed it to Sunny.
“Give that to your parents. It will explain the situation and the options you’ve been presented. There is, of course, always the option of withdrawing your enrollment here, but I don’t think they’ll want to do something that drastic, especially now that you’re 18 and can make this kind of decision for yourself.”
Sunny took the envelope. “Thank you, Principal Cadance.”
Cadance stood up, prompting Sunny to do the same. “You’re welcome. You’re not a bad girl, Sunny. But rules are rules and there are consequences for breaking them.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Sunny said.
“You may go back to class now.”
Sunny nodded and left the office. As soon as the door closed, Cadance sat back down, picked up her desk phone and used the intercom function.
“Scribbles? I’m going to be pushing through some paperwork. Make sure I’m not disturbed for the next half hour, would you? Thank you, Scribbles.”
She hung up the phone and leaned back in her chair. Her hand idly slipped under her skirt and began teasing her folds. She let out a quiet sigh of satisfaction. Oh yes, Monday was going to be very interesting.
As her knuckles grazed her stiffening clit, she bit her lip in pleasure and her eyes flashed with a telltale pink glow of rogue magic.
Very interesting, indeed.
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<p>While Canterlot High has its own unique method of issuing student discipline, those are not the only methods available to the various schools in Canterlot City. Crystal Prep Academy, for example, has their own rules and regulations for such things.</p><p>And, by violating the student dress code, Sunny Flare is about to discover how newly installed Principal Cadance chooses to implement those methods. And as a result, Sunny will soon find herself spending an entire school day naked and at "total service" to her fellow seniors.</p><hr/><p>Set in the <a href="/story/460435/preliminary-tour" rel="nofollow">Preliminary Tour</a> universe</p><p>Kinks include (but are not limited to) <span class="spoiler"> pussy spanking, public nudity, public sex, free use, oral, anal, questionable use of a cafeteria table, vanilla sex, lesbian sex, and possible ongoing plot developments.</span></p><p>All characters depicted are at least 18 years of age. Non-Con tag is there due to the gray area of consent involved in the scenario.</p>
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“So what are you going to do?” Sugarcoat asked Sunny Flare as she straightened the top of her strapless one piece bathing suit. Sunny herself was on the diving board, clad in a red string bikini.
“I don’t know yet.” she answered, before springing off the board and splashing into the pool. She swam underwater for a few moments, before surfacing at the edge of the pool closest to where Sugarcoat lounged on a deck chair. It was late Saturday morning, and the two were lounging at the pool at Sugarcoat’s house. Her parents had left for a shopping trip an hour or so before.
“I mean, I’m gonna be naked either way,” she continued, smoothing her wet hair back so it was out of her face. “It’s just deciding whether I want to stretch it out over a week or…”
“.. or be the senior class’s free use cum dumpster for a day,” Sugarcoat finished in her usual sledgehammer-to-the-face way.
Sunny looked at her friend, as she folded her arms on the pool deck and idly kicked her feet in the water. “What’s that?”
Sugarcoat gave her an “are you serious?” look over her glasses. “A ‘cum dumpster’ means that you –”
“Not THAT!” Sunny snapped, splashing water up at her. It fell short by about two feet. “I know what… that… means.”
“Prude,” Sugarcoat smirked.
“Well, we can’t all be unrepentant horndogs like you, can we?”
This was true. Sugarcoat’s promiscuity was legendary among Crystal Prep’s student body. It was pretty much an open secret that the smart but abrasive girl was down for just about anything with anyone when it came to sex. Sugarcoat claimed to have had relations with over 100 different people during her time at the school, and given how often Sunny had seen her and another student emerge disheveled and adjusting their uniforms from the equipment shed behind the gym, she was inclined to believe her.
“So what is it?” Sunny asked again.
“What? Free use?” Sugarcoat asked. Sunny nodded and she shrugged. “Basically, being free use means that you’re open to doing anything sex-related at any time. Whoever’s got permission from you to make you free use can come up and start fondling, fingering, or just outright fucking you regardless of what you’re doing. If they’ve got a dick, they could just shove it in your mouth and expect you to start sucking. Or jam your face in their crotch and have you go to town.”
“What do you mean, ‘whoever’s got permission?’”
“Well, like a lot of domination and submission play, most people who practice free use have rules established. Sometimes it’s just between a couple. Sometimes it’s just one person in a relationship who’s free use, but the other people in the relationship can use them any time. Sometimes, they’ll be open to a group of people or, yeah, anyone at all. Of course, you have the usual gang of assholes online who want to take it too far. There’s a bunch of incel forums out there who think all women should be free use all the time. You know the usual ‘women are naturally subservient to men and it should always be that way’ jackholes.” Sugarcoat finished her statement with the universal hand signal for jacking off.
“Gross,” said Sunny. “Have you ever done it?”
Sugarcoat took off her glasses and slid into the pool. She dunked her head under the water to wet her hair then came back up. “Nah. Thought about it, but it’s too much work and, despite what some people may think – “ Sugarcoat gave Sunny a look which caused the other girl to laugh. “-- I do have other things on my mind than getting my brains fucked out on a regular basis.”
With that, she flipped onto her back and kicked off the side of the pool with her toes. She floated out into the middle of the pool, just letting the water support her. “What do your folks think about all this?”
Sunny got out of the pool and sat on the edge, letting her feet dangle in the water. “Nothing. And if I have my way, they’re not going to find out about it.”
“Kinda hard to see how they won’t get word their daughter’s going to school with her great tits and fantastic ass out for everyone to see.”
“They’re out of the country for the next three weeks. Dad’s got a business trip to Saddle Arabia and Mom went with him. Trip’s gonna take a month. They left last week.”
“Ah ha,” said Sugarcoat, before going fully underwater. She emerged next to Sunny. “Soooo?”
Sunny shrugged. “That’s the hard decision. I’d rather just do the one day and get it over with because it’s more likely something new will be the subject of the gossip mill by the time they get home and they won’t have to know anything about it. But I dunno if I want to be at the beck and call of every damn dude in the class.”
“Not just dudes,” Sugarcoat corrected. “I’ve seen some of the looks you get in the locker room after gym class. Pretty sure you’re gonna be munching carpet with the best of us as well if you go that route.”
“Do you always have to be so gross? ‘Munching carpet?’ What are you? Some dude writing bad porn based on what he thinks lesbians are like?”
“I’m pan, but point taken,” Sugarcoat replied. “Are you worried about being inexperienced? I thought you lost your virginity at the boat dance last semester?”
Sunny blushed. “Well… yeah, but it wasn’t exactly satisfying.”
“Who did you go with again? Neon Lights?”
“Trenderhoof,” Sunny sighed. “He lasted about three minutes. And he wouldn’t stop apologizing. It killed the mood.”
Sugarcoat nodded. “Yeah. That guy’s a little too quick on the draw. I think he’s got a complex about it.”
Sunny looked at Sugarcoat. “When did you two…?”
“First day of school. I didn’t have a chance to get off before leaving the house so I dragged him into the janitor’s closet to get some relief. Lucky for both of us, I was already warmed up and just needed a quickie to get over the top.”
Sugarcoat got out of the pool, put her glasses back on, then sat next to her friend. “Why were you wearing underwear in class anyway? Even Cinch enforced that one.”
Sunny shrugged. “I wasn’t paying attention. I finished gym, showered and got dressed. Put on my underwear without thinking about it. Didn’t even realize I was wearing it until two periods later. I probably could have gotten away with it if Suri hadn’t left that damn bag of hers in the aisle in Ms. Blaze’s class.”
Sugarcoat nodded in understanding. “So, what’s it gonna be? Gawked at for a week, or sex toy for a day?”
Sunny sighed. “I can’t make up my mind. I don’t want to be naked all week, but the idea that anyone can just come up and do whatever they want to me is kind of intimidating.”
Sugarcoat blinked as an idea came to her. “You know… you could practice.”
Sunny turned to look at her. “What do you mean?”
“My folks will likely be gone all afternoon. The house is empty. If you wanted, I could fuck you and – ”
“What?!” Sunny yelped.
“Oh, calm down,” Sugarcoat said sourly. “And thanks, by the way, for implying that I’m unfuckable.”
“You’re not unfuckable!” Sunny retorted. “I just didn’t think you thought of me that way!”
The over the glasses look returned. “Sunny, I think of EVERYBODY who isn’t directly related to me that way. But in this case, what I meant was you could be free use for me for the next couple of hours. You get an idea of what it’ll be like, maybe a couple of orgasms as a bonus. I get a sneak preview of you naked and quivering and maybe enough spank bank material for the next month or so.”
“‘Spank bank?’ Really?”
“Yeah yeah yeah, men writing women, whatever. Give me a minute and I’ll breast boobily over to the diving board if you want.”
Sunny laughed, despite herself, then thought about it “If I decide I don’t like it, will you stop?”
“Immediately. You’ll be in control of the situation.”
Sunny considered for a moment. It wasn’t a completely ridiculous idea. As Sugarcoat had pointed out, she wasn’t a virgin, and she had always been at least bicurious, so having sex with another girl wasn’t a problem. If she tried it, and discovered she didn’t like it, well, that pretty much answered the question, didn’t it?
“What time is it?” she asked.
Sugarcoat got up and went back to her deck chair, consulting her phone, which was on the small table next to it. “It literally just became noon.”
Sunny got up and went over to her friend. She took a deep breath and let it out. “Okay. Let’s do it.”
Sugarcoat blinked. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah. But only for an hour. And if I say stop, we stop and I guess I spend the entire week on display for everyone. Okay?”
Sugarcoat grinned and stepped closer to Sunny. “More than okay. Starting now?”
Sunny took another deep breath and nodded. “Yeah.”
“Good.”
Sugarcoat’s hands darted out and before Sunny knew what was happening, the knots of her bikini had been undone and the small fragments of cloth landed on the pool deck, leaving her naked in the sun. her arms and legs moved instinctively to cover herself, but Sugarcoat lightly slapped them away.
“Uh-uh. You might as well get used to this too,” she pointed out. She skipped behind Sunny and openly groped her chest, causing Sunny to gasp.
“Wha–?” Sunny got out before it turned into a sharp intake of air as Sugarcoat began nibbling on her ear as her breasts were fondled.
“Shhh,” Sugarcoat whispered. “I wasn’t kidding, by the way. Your tits are fucking perfect.”
Sugarcoat’s fingertips slid over Sunny’s stiffening nipples, before tweaking them, causing a twinge of pain and arousal to shoot through her chest.
“Ohhhh, fuuuuck,” Sunny moaned. Sugarcoat grinned, leaned over and kissed Sunny full on the mouth.
Sunny felt the other girl’s tongue press up against her lips and she opened her mouth to give her access. Sugarcoat’s tongue slid inside and began to tease and play with Sunny’s. Meanwhile, Sugarcoat let one of her hands slide down Sunny’s chest and over her stomach, before coming to rest between her legs and cupping her mound.
Sunny broke the kiss as she felt Sugarcoat’s fingers begin to explore her.. “Wha-? Sugarcoat?”
“Just relax. Let me do this,” Sugarcoat said soothingly. “But you should really either shave or wax this weekend. It’ll make cleanup easier if you let everybody fuck you on Monday.”
Sugarcoat repositioned herself so she and Sunny were facing each other, then, with no warning, thrust her first two fingers deep into Sunny’s slit. Sunny shrieked in surprise, and nearly collapsed, but managed to hold onto Sugarcoat’s shoulders for support. Sugarcoat’s grin got even wider as she felt Sunny getting wetter and hotter as her pelvic muscles involuntarily clenched around her fingers.
“Oh yeahhh, that’s my good girl,” Sugarcoat said, kissing Sunny again. “God, I’ve wanted to have you for so long. Just like this. Naked and twitching on my fingers.”
To emphasize the point, she began pumping her fingers in and out of Sunny’s pussy, fingerfucking her slowly at first and then faster and harder. Sunny, for her part, could only try to hang on as the sensations overwhelmed her. She let out incoherent squeaks, gasps and moans as endorphins flooded her brain. Sugarcoat’s fingers were magic, seemingly able to seek out all the most sensitive parts of her pussy to maximize her pleasure.
And she wouldn’t stop upping the ante.
“I hope you do decide to be everybody’s free use cumslut on Monday,” Sugarcoat whispered in her ear. “I want to be able to turn a corner and find you slammed up against a wall as some guy pounds this hot little pussy into oblivion. I want to hear your screams echo down the halls as you cum hard on his dick, interrupting my math class.
“I want the girls field hockey team to go to town on you. Licking you, sucking you, making you eat them out right there on the bleachers. I want to see you spitroasted in the cafeteria. I want you to be ridden hard and left a wet sopping mess on the floor.”
“Oh Gaaaahhhhh…” Sunny moaned incoherently. Her hips began rocking in time with Sugarcoat’s fingers. One hand flew up to the back of Sugarcoat’s head and pulled it forward for another kiss. This wasn’t exactly the way the entire free use thing was supposed to work, but fuck it, let her go with the flow.
When the kiss ended, Sugarcoat used her own free hand to circle Sunny’s waist to keep her upright, while she twisted the wrist of her other hand, so her fingers could graze the ridged aria right behind her clit.
“FUCK!” Sunny cried as intense pleasure washed over her. Her hand tightened its grip on Sugarcoat’s hair, and she bit her lip as she heard the other girl whisper in her ear again.
“Most of all,” Sugarcoat continued. “I want to get you up on a desk in front of one of the classrooms, and then, me, Indigo, Sour Sweet, and Lemon are gonna use every single one of your little fuckholes while the whole class watches.”
“Oh!” Sunny gasped again. “Nooooo, p-please…”
“Oh yes,” Sugarcoat said, briefly tonguing her ear before continuing. “I’m gonna bring all my special toys to school and all four of us are going to gangbang you in front of everybody. You’re gonna eat out Sour’s tart little pussy while Indigo sucks on these perky little nipples of yours.”
Sugarcoat punctuated the statement with a quick pinch of Sunny’s nipples.
“And while that’s happening,I’m gonna give Lemon one of my best dildos and she is gonna fuck this needy little pussy HARD… AND… FAST!”
“AHHHHHH!” Sunny’s knees locked up as Sugarcoat began relentlessly pounding her pussy with a series of sharp thrusts of her fingers. As she did so, the bespectacled girl once again slid behind Sunny, keeping her fingers moving and her arm holding her in place.
Sugarcoat once again rested her head on Sunny’s shoulder, enjoying the expression of tormented delight on her face. She felt Sunny begin to quiver around her fingers. Fingers which, by this point, she barely had to move. Sunny’s need was so great she was unconsciously fucking herself with them by this point.
Time to bring things to a head then.
“And at the same time all that is going on, I’m going to get behind you. I’m going to be wearing one of my biggest, thickest strap-ons. And you know what I’m gonna do to you, Sunny Flare?”
“Uhhhhhhgggghhh,” Sunny replied, her senses overwhelmed. She knew Sugarcoat’s reputation but everything the other girl was doing to her was causing her every nerve ending to dance uncontrollably. Goosebumps were raised on her arms, her breasts felt swollen and needy, the tightness of her nipples almost painful. Most of all, she felt the increasing pressure building in her abdomen and the rising wave of tingles in her legs that signaled the cresting wave about to crash over her.
Sugarcoat took half a step back, without letting go of Sunny or moving her head from her shoulder. She cocked her hips then slammed herself into Sunny’s quivering buttocks.
“I am going to POUND -”
She drew her hips back and slammed them into Sunny again.
“-- YOUR –”
And again.
“--ASS!”
Sugarcoat redoubled the movement of her fingers in and out of Sunny’s sodden pussy. She let the fingers of her other hand slide down and begin to torment Sunny’s clit. All the while repeatedly banging her hips into Sunny’s ass, giving her a taste of what she had planned.
“I’m going to RUIN that asshole of yours, Sunny,” Sugarcoat promised, her own breath becoming ragged as desire started to overwhelm her too. “I’m going to shove it deep inside you and stretch you out so much. By the time I’m done, you’ll be able to shove ANYTHING up there.”
“Ohhh FUCK!” Sunny cried, almost completely insensate.
“Oh yeah,” Sugarcoat panted. “And everybody will know it. Everybody will want to be in your ass… and your mouth… and your pussy. You’re gonna be soooo busy, you won’t have time to worry about school. And after school, when you’re all worn out and so cum drunk you won’t even care what happens to you, I’m gonna bring you back here and use you all over again until you FUCKING… PASS… OUT!”
Sunny’s muscles clenched even tighter around Sugarcoat’s fingers and her tormentor grinned.
“You like that, don’t you, you little slut? You like the idea of being used by me and everybody else don’t you? You gonna cum? Huh? You gonna cum right here on my fingers like the perverted little whore you are?”
“I–I’m not… not a- a-” Sunny protested before her words turned into another moan. She was tap dancing on the edge. She could feel it. It was right theeeeerrrreeee…
“Cum for me!” Sugarcoat ordered, using both hands to try to force Sunny over. “Cum for me right now! You said you’d let me use you. So I want you to cum. Do it! DO IT!”
Sugarcoat placed the tip of her middle finger behind her thumb then flicked it hard against Sunny’s clit. It was like flipping a switch, as everything exploded and Sunny let out a scream of pleasure as her orgasm finally hit. Sugarcoat smiled in satisfaction as she felt a gush of warm fluid splash over the fingers still inside Sunny.
Sunny collapsed against Sugarcoat, who quickly re-positioned her feet so they wouldn’t crash to the concrete of the pool deck. After a little maneuvering, she managed to get her hands free and lay Sunny down on the deck chair. She picked up her towel and began wiping her fingers off as she looked down at Sunny’s twitching form.
Sugarcoat smirked, then began stripping her swimsuit off. It felt soaked and uncomfortable, and not in the usual way.
After a minute or two, the sex fog cleared from Sunny’s brain and she opened her eyes to find a naked Sugarcoat standing over her.
“Feel better?” Sugarcoat asked with a knowing grin.
“Y-yeah,” Sunny said, finally catching her breath. “My god, that was… amazing. I could use some water though.”
Sugarcoat nodded and helped Sunny to her feet. “Come on, we can stop in the kitchen on the way to my room.”
Sunny blinked. “Wait, your room? Why?”
Sugarcoat held up her phone. The clock on her lock screen read 12:12 PM.
“I’ve still got you for 48 minutes,” she explained. “And there’s a LOT more we need to cover.”
Sunny barely had any time to register surprise, before Sugarcoat grabbed her hand and dragged her into the house.
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Discord lived a joyful life during Twilight's reign, cherishing his time with Fluttershy. Her death shattered his happiness, leading him to isolate himself for centuries. Now, he has found a way to relive those days, even if it means bringing chaos.
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<p>Discord once lived a happy and prosperous life during Twilight's reign, alongside his best friend, Fluttershy. However, everything changed when Fluttershy passed away, and the happiness he had found disappeared. For centuries, Discord isolated himself, mourning his loss, until he discovered a way to relive the best time of his eternal life, even if it meant condemning his reality and bringing his beloved chaos to another.</p><p>Although Discord lacks the power to fully resurrect the dead, nothing prevents him from altering other realities and their lives, right?</p><hr/><p>This can be considered the introduction and context of the story I wish to write. I apologize if this story does not reveal too much, as this is my first fanfiction. Originally, it was meant to be a side or alternate story to <i>Five Score, Divided by Four</i>, so yes, this story is heavily inspired by <i>Five Score, Divided by Four</i>.</p><p>If there are any errors or misunderstandings, please feel free to point them out. English is not my native language, and I'm not very proficient in it.</p><p>I would be delighted to read any comments or suggestions and will try to respond when I can.</p><p>The cover art is not mine, the respective credits belong entirely to InuHoshi-to-DarkPen and you can find her here <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/inuhoshi-to-darkpen" rel="nofollow">https://www.deviantart.com/inuhoshi-to-darkpen</a></p>
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2024-07-25T22:12:18+00:00
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2024-07-25T22:12:18+00:00
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Twilight lay in the soft, comfortable bed of her palace, wrapped in fine blankets that covered her almost entirely, leaving only her head exposed. Slowly, she rose and began to walk across her room, the gentle sound of her hooves on the marble floor leading her to the bathroom. Once there, still sleepy, she turned on the faucet and splashed some water on her face. The cold water ran down her cheeks, finally waking her up. "A new day, Twilight, another day," she murmured to herself.
Using her magic, Twilight carefully picked up a handkerchief, delicately woven with her initials and her cutie mark. She gently patted the damp areas of her face, looking at the handkerchief with a mix of nostalgia and pain.
Centuries ago, Twilight found it a bit excessive that Rarity would give her a handkerchief every time they reunited. Once Twilight became the ruler of Equestria, she focused entirely on governing, leaving very little time to spend with her friends, moments that were priceless to her. For Twilight, seeing her friends was the greatest gift, and she cherished every second she could spend with them. While Twilight had unlimited time, her friends did not, and one by one, they passed away. Twilight made sure to be present at each of their final moments. Now, she deeply regretted telling Rarity that such gifts were unnecessary.
Twilight gently folded and placed the handkerchief back where she had taken it from. She then returned to her bedroom, putting on her hoof guards and crown before calmly leaving her quarters. As she passed through the door, dozens of guards bowed to her before returning to their posts. Twilight smiled maternally and, seeing a young adult dragon standing outside her door with a list, couldn't help but let out a small smile.
"Good morning, Twilight! Are you ready to raise the sun, or should I add it to the list of duties?" Spike said, holding a list with a quill.
"Trying to be funny as always, Spike, but remember, before being the ruler of Equestria, I was the princess of lists," Twilight replied with a small laugh, noticing Spike's slightly old but well-kept scarf.
Twilight began her walk towards the balcony, and with each step, pairs of guards would bow and then rise to follow her. Spike walked beside her on her right. When they finally reached the balcony and opened the doors, the gentle morning breeze was already present, though the moon still hung in the starry sky. Twilight slowly accumulated her magic in her horn and spread her wings, lowering the moon to bring forth the day and reveal the bright star that once belonged to her mentor. Once she had raised the sun, Twilight kindly dismissed the guards, who returned to their posts, and then she and Spike walked towards the royal dining room for breakfast.
"Hey Spike... Wouldn't you like to take your scarf to a royal tailor? It looks like you've taken good care of it, but it wouldn't hurt to have it looked at by skilled hooves."
Spike slowly took his scarf and made a face of discomfort."I don't think that's necessary, Twilight... You know this scarf was a gift from Rarity. I appreciate your offer, but I'd really like to keep it... You know, just between me and her."
Twilight looked at Spike with a bit of sadness, fully understanding him. Spike still hadn't gotten over Rarity's absence, although Twilight quickly hid her emotions behind the well-practiced mask of the caring and maternal regent she had to be.
When they arrived at the dining room, breakfast proceeded normally. Twilight ordered the same thing she had for the past few years: some cupcakes as a starter, followed by a flower sandwich, and apple pie for dessert. Twilight mainly enjoyed the starter and dessert, even though they weren't as delicious as those made by her dear old friends. But just eating them brought a warmth to her heart that she always treasured along with her bittersweet memories.
Finally, the most tedious and long part of the day arrived: Twilight's court, which she attended almost every day, making her life monotonous and frustrating. Fortunately, Twilight could say that she, her friends, and her former School of Friendship bore fruit, as she only received simple, if not trivial, problems from nobles and high-status ponies who were whiny and demanding. So, Twilight sat on her throne with Spike by her side.
The court proceeded normally for Twilight, who was definitely tired of looking at the same paintings, columns, and guards while noble after noble came in to complain and demand nonsensical things. Twilight would simply affirm that their requests would be reviewed, hoping they would forget their absurd demands. In some cases, Twilight felt a bit uncomfortable and sad, as several nobles tried to flatter her and suck up to her, which she did not enjoy. Twilight never liked being treated like a deity by other ponies, as she considered herself just another pony.
Unexpectedly, a visit arrived that put Twilight on alert and made Spike excited, though he tried to hide it, unsuccessfully, as his tail wouldn't stop wagging.
"Good morning, Princess Twilight. It's a pleasure to see you. I've spent quite a few years waiting in your court line," Discord said, teleporting to the center of the room while lifting the confused noble who was about to speak with Twilight, suddenly elevating him with his magic and ejecting him from the throne room, closing the doors behind him.
"Discord, what brings you here unexpectedly? Are you here to prank my guards again or to take my mirror for your annoying games and tricks?" Twilight said, trying to appear as tall and firm as possible while the guards shook a bit in fear and trauma from the chaotic events Discord had previously caused.
"Calm down, princess. Aren't you happy to see your old friend? It really saddens me to be treated with such caution by my oldest and dearest friend!" Discord said, dramatically falling backward onto a copy of himself, crying on his shoulder.
"Enough games, Discord. We both know you only come around when you plan to cause trouble," Twilight said, bringing a hoof to her forehead and sighing lightly. "I'm listening, Discord. What does my 'old friend' need?"
Discord looked cheerfully at Twilight and quickly teleported behind her, wrapping an arm around her neck and playing with her flowing mane. "That's the spirit of my favorite princess! I'm here to propose a deal, something you and I truly desire."
"What we desire sounds like trouble, Discord. If it's a joke, save it. I have things to attend to," Twilight said, using her magic to separate herself from Discord.
"What a shame, Twilight. I thought you would enjoy spending another day with your friends, your parents, your brother, and all your loved ones without altering the past and with no consequences," Discord said, teleporting to the grand doors of the throne room, dressed in a suit, bowing, and tipping his hat while holding a briefcase.
"Wait!... Are you serious? Is that really possible?" Twilight said, pensively, wondering if this was another prank.
"I could see Rarity again!... I mean, we could hang out with Big Mac again, you know, for our guys' night," the dragon said, blushing a little, trying to hide it.
"Of course! I swear on my friendship with Fluttershy!," Discord said, placing a hand on his chest.
"What's the catch, Discord? You usually tend to omit small details in your deals," Twilight said, annoyed. If this was a joke, she would have to restrain herself from turning him to stone again.
"You're as sharp as ever, Princess. I expected nothing less from Celestia's star pupil. Time has certainly paid off. What I need to bring back all our friends is... I need you to lend me your magic, Princess."
"That's not something to joke about, Discord!" Twilight said in her Royal Canterlot Voice. "You're taking this too far; it's not funny to joke about taking my magic and especially about the death and false resurrection of our friends!"
"It seems the wound is still fresh for you, Twilight," Discord said, a bit melancholic. "I understand, my dear friend. I still haven't gotten over... My best and first friend. I truly speak the truth. I've studied for the past 200 years, finding a way to bring them back, even if just for a day, without any consequences! And I found the way, but I need you to lend me your magic."
"How do you plan to do it, and why do you need my magic?" Twilight said, doubtful. Despite knowing Discord for years, she knew he was unpredictable, but his sadness felt as deep as hers.
"You see, Twilight, I..."
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Discord lived a joyful life during Twilight's reign, cherishing his time with Fluttershy. Her death shattered his happiness, leading him to isolate himself for centuries. Now, he has found a way to relive those days, even if it means bringing chaos.
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<p>Discord once lived a happy and prosperous life during Twilight's reign, alongside his best friend, Fluttershy. However, everything changed when Fluttershy passed away, and the happiness he had found disappeared. For centuries, Discord isolated himself, mourning his loss, until he discovered a way to relive the best time of his eternal life, even if it meant condemning his reality and bringing his beloved chaos to another.</p><p>Although Discord lacks the power to fully resurrect the dead, nothing prevents him from altering other realities and their lives, right?</p><hr/><p>This can be considered the introduction and context of the story I wish to write. I apologize if this story does not reveal too much, as this is my first fanfiction. Originally, it was meant to be a side or alternate story to <i>Five Score, Divided by Four</i>, so yes, this story is heavily inspired by <i>Five Score, Divided by Four</i>.</p><p>If there are any errors or misunderstandings, please feel free to point them out. English is not my native language, and I'm not very proficient in it.</p><p>I would be delighted to read any comments or suggestions and will try to respond when I can.</p><p>The cover art is not mine, the respective credits belong entirely to InuHoshi-to-DarkPen and you can find her here <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/inuhoshi-to-darkpen" rel="nofollow">https://www.deviantart.com/inuhoshi-to-darkpen</a></p>
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2024-08-05T21:42:15+00:00
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2024-08-05T21:42:14+00:00
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Discord found himself in a supposedly haunted forest, a place no pony would enter without a significant reason, a place where nature acted on its own, posing the greatest terror to the weather team and the Apple family. This place, called the Everfree Forest, was once what Discord might have called home before a lovely pegasus came into his life.
As he moved through the forest, Discord finally arrived at a quaint cabin on the outskirts. In the yard, a large bear was obediently following the orders of a disgruntled rabbit, who was directing the bear to pull carrots from the ground. Discord watched this scene with a fond smile, remembering how Fluttershy would try, often in vain, to discipline her devilish little rabbit.
With a snap of his fingers, Discord's body became almost translucent and light, his feet passing through the ground. He quickly grabbed his tail and flapped his wings, adjusting his height before entering the cabin.
Inside, Discord saw something that nearly brought him to tears. His heart raced, and his hands trembled. Before him stood Fluttershy, near a window, accompanied by a pair of birds. She seemed to be making a birdhouse for them, laughing gently as the birds chirped happily around her.
Discord demonstrated incredible self-control, as despite his wavering, he never revealed himself to his dear friend. Instead, he noticed his past self sitting on the couch, looking at him seriously. They locked eyes for a moment, and then the past Discord nodded and pointed upstairs.
Ascending to the upper floor, Discord entered Fluttershy’s bedroom, feeling a powerful wave of nostalgia that brought tears to his eyes. He moved slowly across the room to stand in front of Fluttershy’s dresser, where he saw a small birdhouse. It was crudely made, clearly the work of an amateur, the paint having run in places. This birdhouse was the first one Fluttershy ever made, and though it wasn’t very pretty, it was cherished by Fluttershy and thus, by Discord as well. He duplicated it and stored it in his pocket dimension. Then, he duplicated a few strands of Fluttershy’s hair from a brush and, after storing them, snapped his fingers and found himself in the center of Ponyville.
Discord couldn't help but remember the good times and jokes he enjoyed here. He wished he could materialize and live here again, but he knew he couldn't risk his friend Fluttershy's life and future happiness. As he floated, unseen, he was passed through by Bon Bon and Lyra without them noticing him, which made Discord a little uncomfortable. When suddenly he heard a voice that he didn't usually hear much since Fluttershy left.
"Fluttershy would be truly disappointed by what you're planning," said a miniature Discord with alicorn wings and horn, his fur white and his aura reminiscent of Celestia, as he perched on Discord’s right shoulder. "Twilight trusted you. You used Fluttershy’s name to convince her! Are you really going to tarnish the name and the promises you made to Fluttershy?"
Discord felt a moment of doubt. Was he really doing the right thing? For him, it was completely justifiable, this was his chance to have Fluttershy back and to relive the time he so cherished.
"Nonsense! Don’t listen to that bitter party pooper" said another miniature Discord on his left shoulder, resembling Tirek, with dark horns and black and red fur. "You’re Discord, the embodiment of Chaos. And technically, we didn’t lie to Twilight; we just gave her a half-truth, sweetened with what she desired. Isn’t it a friend’s duty to make their friends happy?"
"Party pooper, your mom! Discord, you know our spell isn’t completely safe. We don’t even know if it will work. We could end up destroying this reality and the other. And if the spell does work, who knows how Harmony will react? There’s no guarantee that the Fluttershy you try to recreate will be the same one we love!" The logical side of Discord had a point, making him sweat and hyperventilate.
The chaotic conscience slapped Discord. "Calm down, big guy! We’re the lord of Chaos, remember? What’s wrong with your plan? We’re doing our job, and it’s to make us happy. Remember, you’re Discord, the embodiment of chaos, not harmony, friendship, or order."
"Why do all the ponies get to be happy and have good lives, while you’re chained to the memory of your only true friend, the only one who treated you like just another pony? Do you really think the princesses, Twilight, and her friends saw you as a friend? I don’t." said the chaotic, erratic conscience of Discord, literally kicking the rational conscience, sending it on a paid tour to Cloudsdale.
Those words stung Discord deeply. It was a constant thought he hated to believe might be true. He was about to say something when the chaotic conscience grabbed his beard. "Open your eyes! They didn’t see you as a friend, only Fluttershy did, and maybe Starlight, though I doubt it. Twilight treats you like a pet, using your friendship and affection for Fluttershy as a leash. Ponies have had over a thousand years of peace and harmony, and you’re here, alone and friendless. It’s our turn to finally be happy and be with our friend."
These words rekindled the chaotic flame of determination in Discord. In record time, he would gather an item from each of Fluttershy’s friends to recreate the happiest, most beautiful time of his infinite and eternal life, even if it meant dooming one reality and altering another.
And so, Discord set to work, starting with the rest of Fluttershy’s dear friends.
Twilight headed to a distant place, as the nearest town was a 20-minute flight for a pegasus at full speed and about six hours from Canterlot. She finally arrived at her destination, enveloped by the scent of the sea and the beach, along with the relaxing sound of waves crashing against the sand. Twilight walked along a path until she observed a small bay with a modest house, so she proceeded towards the cabin. She was a bit anxious and emotional as she approached the door.
"It can't be, it's Princess Twilight! What could bring the ruler of Equestria here?" Celestia exclaimed, emerging from behind some palm trees. She carried a basket full of shells and a handkerchief slightly dirty with sand. Celestia walked up to Twilight and bowed before her, clearly enjoying her life as a normal pony with little burden on her shoulders.
"Please, Celestia, there's no need to bow. You know it's not necessary. Please, stand up," Twilight said nervously, feeling a bit uncomfortable seeing her former teacher and role model bow before her.
"I see you finally understand how I felt before, don't you? I remember a little Twilight following me everywhere like a cute little flea in my fur. You were so adorable, and then you grew up to be my dear friend and book-obsessed student. You know, when you went to Ponyville, I hoped you'd start seeing me more as a friend, and it took quite a while. I remember all the trouble you went through to achieve excellence for me when all I needed was a cake and a bit of your time," Celestia said, laughing maternally.
"Yes... I finally understand how you felt, being treated like... a superior being, when really, you're just a normal pony. We're immortally long-lived, but we can still... die," Twilight said, sighing.
"Well, you are an alicorn. To most ponies, you're like a deity, a sort of goddess or savior expected to solve all their problems, even if we don't like it. I have to admit, it saddened me that we grew distant a few decades after you started ruling, but I don't blame you. After all, you're the ruler of Equestria now, and I know how exhausting and draining it can be." Celestia sighed softly. It wasn't that she hated ruling, although she did for a time, especially when her sister was absent. Rather, the memory of her long, monotonous life as a regent, which spanned over a millennium, brought a mental fatigue. Celestia would need at least half a millennium of rest before even considering taking her position again.
"Yeah... I should have written to you and Luna, but ruling really consumes so much of my time. I can barely hold a conversation with Spike without being interrupted by some issue or another. I definitely think I should start looking for a new apprentice at the School of Friendship, as it seemed to work well for the previous regent," Twilight said with a light laugh, causing Celestia to blush slightly.
"Well, I think it will be nearly impossible to find as good a student as the one I had. She was truly one in a million". Celestia said as she gave Twilight a little playful nudge.
"But I have to ask, are things going so badly that you're already looking for a new student? I don't think the nobles and high society ponies are driving you crazy, are they?." Celestia placed a hoof to her chin, pondering if she was bothering Twilight, "Though, I suppose what bothers you the most is how some nobles and elite ponies try to kiss your hooves, seeking to curry favor and gain your approval."
"Don't even mention it. Every time I think about it, it makes me feel very uncomfortable," Twilight said, looking at her front hooves. "I remember once a pony tried to kiss my hooves to emphasize how much he praised me and why I should help him with a mining project. He was really desperate, but his plan involved demolishing a small town that was forming near a mountain," Twilight said, a bit annoyed.
"Tell me what's bothering you, Twilight. I don't think it's that absurd request. What could really trouble my best student, the ultimate heroine of Equestria, and the ruler of Equestria with the most peaceful reign so far? What could you need from this retired mare? Or are you looking for Luna?" Celestia asked, a bit confused by Twilight's anguished appearance.
"Well... I came to ask you and Luna for advice. You see... it's about Discord," Twilight said timidly, causing Celestia to sigh and open the door to her house.
"Let's go inside, Twilight. You can sit in the living room if you like. I'll go wake up Luna. There's cake in the fridge if you're a bit hungry, though don't eat it all," Celestia said, entering the house and going upstairs.
Twilight entered the house and saw how cozy it looked. It had a bit of both sisters, images of the sun and the moon, as well as the sisters themselves. Twilight, a bit distracted by observing the cabin, sat on the sofa in the living room while she waited for Celestia and Luna. Twilight thought deeply about Discord's deal.
Twilight.
Is it really possible to bring back all her friends and acquaintances for a day without affecting time and space? If it's possible, from when would her friends come? Knowing Discord, he could bring her friends before they even knew each other, or he could bring them all when they were just little foals. That would be cute, especially Fluttershy, but it's not what Twilight hoped for.
T-Twilight!.
There's also the question of why Discord needed her magic. If Discord is so powerful, why would he need the magic of an alicorn? Something doesn't add up, but this isn't what worries Twilight the most. If Discord is telling the truth, wouldn't seeing her friends again reopen the wound that's barely healing? Twilight truly wishes to see her friends, but she knows that will only happen when it's her turn to rest. Besides, she doesn't really know the consequences this could bring...
"Equestria calling TWILIGHT!" Luna said beside her. "Is this normal for her? Did she break or something?" she asked, waving a hoof in front of Twilight's lost gaze.
"No idea, sister. She probably lost her list or forgot a book," Celestia said, cutting a slice of cake and putting it on a plate, then taking the rest and bringing it to the living room where Luna and Twilight were.
"I have an idea..." Celestia placed her cake on a shelf and rummaged in a drawer until she pulled out a newspaper and started reading it aloud.
"The head of the School of Friendship has just proclaimed that homework will no longer be necessary, and subjects requiring books will be optional. The library will be replaced with an area specialized in quesadillas..."
"WHAT DID YOU SAY!? THAT WON'T BE POSSIBLE, NOT UNDER MY REIGN!" Twilight said, jumping up from the sofa. Her fur was bristled, and her eyes showed worry and nervousness. She quickly extended her wings and began concentrating magic in her horn, preparing a teleportation spell.
"Whoa, whoa, calm down, Twilight. I made it all up. There's no quesadilla in sight, alright? We finally have your attention," Celestia said, tossing the newspaper to Twilight, which only talked about a play being held in the town 20 minutes from where they were. Celestia then took her cake and sat on the couch next to Twilight.
"My sister tells me you wanted to see us, Twilight, something caused by Discord from what she mentioned. What did he do now?" Luna asked, worried. "Did he harm your guards or... turn evil again?" Luna asked, her eyes filled with tenacity, fearing the worst.
"NO, he... well, he... hasn't done anything bad, for now. He's planning something, something I agreed to help him with. But I'm not sure if it's the right thing to do. I have too many questions and few answers," Twilight responded, a bit overwhelmed.
"Could you share that information with us, Twilight? I know you're now the ruler of Equestria and have your own matters, after all, I did the same. But the more Luna and I know about what's troubling you and what Discord is planning, the more we can help you," Celestia said, slowly taking Twilight's crown and placing it on the shelf next to the sofa. "Because you're among friends, and remember you can be honest with us, Twilight."
"We'll support you as much as we can, Twilight. That's what friends are for, right?" Luna said, sitting next to Twilight and wrapping her with one of her wings.
Twilight timidly shrank. "That's actually the problem... Discord found a way to bring... to bring our friends back for a day, supposedly without altering our timeline, without any consequences..."
"THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE," Celestia said, alarmed. She quickly got up from the sofa and started trotting in circles, upset.
"Discord doesn't have that kind of power. Sure, he's the manifestation of chaos, but neither chaos nor harmony can interfere with life or death. Neither Discord nor we can alter that unalterable cycle. You've seen that power yourself, Twilight. Even harmony, the most powerful force in our world, doesn't annihilate or kill those who threaten it. It merely imprisons them in stone or purifies them of their evils, like Luna with Nightmare Moon." When Celestia mentioned Nightmare Moon, Luna lowered her head, a bit sad. Though she had dealt with that delicate issue, being used as an example wasn't very pleasant.
"If there's one thing we're sure of, Twilight, it's that Discord is planning something else. You must be careful and not let your guard down. Discord is a very unpredictable being, the best actor and liar that has ever existed. He may have been reformed, but Fluttershy is no longer with us, and there's no one to keep him in check. I know it sounds tempting to see your friends again, believe me, Celestia and I know perfectly well that it's not possible," Luna said, looking downcast while Celestia gazed at both with sadness.
"Letting go of others and accepting that they're no longer with us is difficult. You might feel like the world is ending and there's no reason to go on," Celestia said, lifting Twilight's chin with her wing to look her in the eyes. "But life moves on, and time never stops or forgives. I know you see your immortally long life as a curse, but it doesn't have to be. Think of how many amazing ponies you'll get to know. Like you, if I weren't immortal, I wouldn't have met you, or Cadance, or your lovely niece."
Twilight stood up from the sofa and took her crown as she headed to the door, trying to hide her tears. But knowing Celestia, she was deeply sad and overwhelmed. "I would have liked to chat under different circumstances. It was really nice to see you both again. Thank you for letting me into your beautiful home, Luna, Celestia. You've given me a lot to think about. I hope to come back another day for tea if you'll allow it," Twilight said before taking flight and teleporting back to her palace.
"Should we follow her? She didn't take it very well, to be honest," Luna said, a bit worried, starting to spread her wings, though Celestia stopped her by placing a hoof in her way.
"I know Twilight very well. After all, I was her teacher for many years. Sometimes I don't like to think of it, but she's like a daughter to me. Though I want her to see me more as a friend than her former teacher and mentor, but I agree with you, sister. We should follow her but not interfere unless necessary. Let's avoid being discovered. I don't want to cause any negative feelings or remorse in Twilight..."
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Let's start over, shall we?
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Discord lived a joyful life during Twilight's reign, cherishing his time with Fluttershy. Her death shattered his happiness, leading him to isolate himself for centuries. Now, he has found a way to relive those days, even if it means bringing chaos.
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<p>Discord once lived a happy and prosperous life during Twilight's reign, alongside his best friend, Fluttershy. However, everything changed when Fluttershy passed away, and the happiness he had found disappeared. For centuries, Discord isolated himself, mourning his loss, until he discovered a way to relive the best time of his eternal life, even if it meant condemning his reality and bringing his beloved chaos to another.</p><p>Although Discord lacks the power to fully resurrect the dead, nothing prevents him from altering other realities and their lives, right?</p><hr/><p>This can be considered the introduction and context of the story I wish to write. I apologize if this story does not reveal too much, as this is my first fanfiction. Originally, it was meant to be a side or alternate story to <i>Five Score, Divided by Four</i>, so yes, this story is heavily inspired by <i>Five Score, Divided by Four</i>.</p><p>If there are any errors or misunderstandings, please feel free to point them out. English is not my native language, and I'm not very proficient in it.</p><p>I would be delighted to read any comments or suggestions and will try to respond when I can.</p><p>The cover art is not mine, the respective credits belong entirely to InuHoshi-to-DarkPen and you can find her here <a href="https://www.deviantart.com/inuhoshi-to-darkpen" rel="nofollow">https://www.deviantart.com/inuhoshi-to-darkpen</a></p>
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2024-08-10T22:16:29+00:00
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2024-08-10T22:16:29+00:00
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Discord finally returned to the present, standing in the center of the throne room. He had gathered all the artifacts and samples from the ponies that he believed were necessary to recreate his most beloved era. Now, he was making the final preparations. Discord began to draw a series of ancient and chaotic magical symbols, forming a huge circle. He then scratched his ear, extracting a bit of earwax, and flicked it right into the center of the circle. The moment the earwax touched the ground, it transformed into Twilight's magic mirror.
"Wow, Discord... what's all this?" Spike asked as he entered the throne room, gesturing to the guards to relax.
The royal guards were incredibly nervous, given the last known story of Discord, where he turned all the royal guards into chocolate and marshmallow ponies for Hearts and Hooves Day, even though that was over fifty years ago.
"Is that Twilight's interdimensional mirror? Is it for the spell to bring our friends back?" Spike asked as he stood next to Discord, holding a cup full of gems.
"Yes, my scaly little friend. Once Twilight arrives, we’ll be able to see all our friends again and have the grandest adventure of Ogres & Oubliettes!" Discord said, snapping his fingers and transforming both himself and the young dragon into their Ogres & Oubliettes characters. Discord felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him as he donned his costume, and he couldn't help but laugh at Spike, whose outfit was comically too small.
It had been a long time since Spike and Discord had a boys' night. They had tried to have one with other ponies and creatures, but after Big Mac left, Ogres & Oubliettes just wasn’t the same. Gradually, Discord and Spike began to drift apart.
"I'm glad. That... sounds really exciting!" Spike said, struggling with his too-small outfit, which was suffocating him.
Discord, laughing, snapped his fingers again, making Spike's costume fit perfectly for a grand dragon lord.
"You'll get used to the outfit, Spike. Consider it an early gift for a few centuries in the future. Now, where is our dear ruler? One would think she’d be here for the grand moment, or at least for her dreadfully boring court," Discord said, conjuring a sofa and lounging on it.
"Well, Twilight told me she needed to think for a bit and asked to be left alone. So, I don’t know exactly where she is, and I doubt any guard knows either. But I can send her a letter to find out... I suppose all this talk of seeing the girls, her parents, and... and Shining. She probably went to see Flurry Heart and Cadance. Maybe she’s making a list-"
Suddenly, Twilight entered the throne room. Discord quickly jumped off the sofa and duplicated himself into rows of bards playing trumpets around Twilight as she approached the throne.
"Well! You arrived! I feared for a moment you might chicken out and not come. I was terrified that young Spike and I would have to rule Equestria in your absence. I could already see myself sitting on your throne, hearing silly petitions."
"Discord... I need to tell you someth-" Discord silenced Twilight with a quesadilla.
"Yes, yes, yes, Twilight, we have a spell to cast. Once we’re done, you can tell me anything you want, I promise. Now, I need your magic, and I promise we’ll see our friends again!" Twilight, annoyed, spat out the quesadilla, trying to look as serious and firm as possible, although the quesadilla had clearly surprised her and shaken her confidence. But she still had to be firm.
"We're not doing that spell, Discord. I won't help you. I don’t know what you’re really planning, but you won’t get my magic," Twilight said firmly, eyeing the strange symbols on the floor, which gave her a bad feeling.
Suddenly, the copies of Discord vanished, the birds' singing ceased, and the gentle breeze died instantly. Discord snapped his fingers, and all the guards who had taken a defensive stance suddenly
"Twilight, what did you just say?" Discord asked slowly, rubbing the bridge of his snout. The open doors of the throne room slammed shut, and the sound of the guards outside trying to force their way in could be heard.
The atmosphere was the most tense Twilight and Spike had ever experienced. Neither Nightmare Moon nor Tirek had managed to make Twilight's fur stand on end like this. For the first time in centuries, Twilight feared for her life and the lives of her beloved ponies. Now, it was just her and Spike with the Lord of Chaos, and for the first time, her friends would not be coming to help her. Finally, Discord began to laugh maniacally, his laughter likely echoing throughout Equus, frightening and unsettling every living being who heard it.
"Well! I didn't expect that answer from you, Twilight. It seems we adults will have to have a warm chat." Discord snapped his fingers, and Spike fell unconscious to the ground, breaking his cup of gems.
"You’re still too young to participate in adult conversations, my dear dragon. Now, Twilight, could you repeat what you said? I think I didn’t get all the wax out of my ear, so I must have misheard you... right?"
"I... Discord..." Twilight was at a loss. Discord had proven not to be evil in the past, and she even considered him a good friend. However, after Fluttershy passed away, Discord changed, distancing himself and only returning to play pranks. Although these pranks were neither malicious nor dangerous, they had made Twilight see Discord as more of a nuisance, knowing he would only add more hours to her workload. But now, Discord seemed like the malevolent Lord of Chaos she and her friends had once imprisoned in stone. This time, she was alone; even Spike was unconscious. There was no time to send a letter to Smolder, the current leader of the Elements of Harmony. All she could do was buy more time, hoping Smolder would notice something was amiss.
"Discord, I don't think we were about to do the right thing. Neither harmony nor chaos should tamper with life and dea-"
Suddenly, Discord grabbed Twilight with his lion arm, which had grown gigantic. Twilight could feel the pressure of his hand and the coarse fur of his fingers wrapping roughly around her before he slammed her into the largest symbol in the circle he had drawn.
"I’m tired of being patient, Twilight. I’ve lived a life full of pure chaos, destruction, and jokes, but always alone. Then I was imprisoned for millennia and freed, finally finding happiness and your precious 'friendship.' But like all things, it had to end, didn’t it? After centuries of study and effort, I found a way to be happy again, to reclaim the beacon of light and joy I cherished most. I thought you, like me, would want this too, but it seems I didn’t know my supposed friend as well as I thought. Believe me, Twilight, I still consider you a friend; otherwise, I would have already taken your magic and used your empty shell to cast this spell. But you’re more useful to me if you cooperate, so I regret that you’ve forced my hand," Discord said, growing to an enormous size, his body filling almost the entire throne room.
The royal guards who had broken through the doors tried to enter but were blocked by the wall of fur and flesh that was Discord's body.
Carefully, Discord took hold of Twilight's horn with the tips of his eagle claws, causing both their eyes to glow. Without wasting time, he released her horn and with the same claw shattered the mirror, breaking it into many fragments. These fragments melted into a viscous purple mass that covered the circle Discord had drawn on the floor with the symbols.
"Discord, please, STOP! I don’t know what you plan to do, but this isn’t right!... I promise if you stop now, I won’t reprimand you or turn you back into stone. I know this is all my fault... I should have been there for you. You’re my friend after all. I know when Fluttershy died, it hurt you even more than it did me. Instead of supporting you and being there for you, I left you to suffer in your solitude. I didn’t know you were in such pain, Discord. I thought in my foolishness that you distanced yourself because you had matured since you never brought chaos again. Please, Discord, stop what you’re doing, and let’s start being friends again," Twilight said, beginning to tire, still trapped in the grip of Discord’s giant lion paw.
"It’s too late, Twilight. Too much time has passed, centuries even. If you had truly seen me as a friend, you would have been happy to see me. You would have known that my harmless pranks were just attempts to bring a bit of excitement and joy into your life because you were my friend. But instead, I received rejection, anger, and disdain," Discord said angrily, pulling out the samples and objects from his pocket dimension, sorting them by pony, encapsulating them in bubbles, and placing them into the purple viscous mass that now covered the circle.
"However, I appreciate your apology, and as a token of my gratitude, I’ll tell you exactly what I’m doing, Twilight. You see, I am the embodiment of Chaos, as you know, but neither chaos nor harmony can interfere with the cycle of life or death. We can’t bring the dead back to life or completely eliminate a soul, no matter how powerful we are. A soul can only exist once and never be duplicated in the same reality. But what if I transfer a copy of a soul to another world where it doesn’t exist? Of course, I can’t create life, but nothing stops me from altering it, especially if it’s just forming. That’s what these samples and objects are for, Twilight," Discord said, lifting a very familiar Stetson hat that Twilight recognized, then encapsulating it along with some orange and blonde hair strands.
"YOU CAN'T JUST ALTER OTHER REALITIES LIKE THIS, DISCORD. YOU CAN'T TRANSPLANT OUR FRIENDS INTO ANOTHER REALITY. Besides, what do these things have to do with a soul? They’re just objects and a bit of DNA," Twilight said, struggling in vain to free herself from Discord’s grip. His hand was enormous, and he was applying enough pressure to immobilize her.
"You’re quite observant, Twilight. You really deserve a gold star. You see, the DNA samples explain themselves, don’t they? They’ll only make the individual take on the appearance of our beloved ponies, but not their essence. That’s where the objects come in, my dear friend. What better way to capture the essence of a pony than by using something they cherished and represented them? This is what will truly bring our friends to another world, Twilight. As I tried to explain before you interrupted, these bubbles containing our friends will travel to an alternate reality, one without magic or harmony to interfere with my plans," Discord said, placing the bubble he made for Applejack into the viscous mass.
"But... But you can’t create life, Discord. That’s impossible-" Discord suddenly released Twilight, realizing she was too weakened, and his grip could now cause her physical harm. He was still draining her magic, preventing her from moving, but Discord himself was also tiring.
"I know, Twilight. It seems I finally got the Princess’s prized student to be wrong. I told you I couldn’t revive or create life but could alter it. When a new soul forms, it’s almost empty. So, when it’s forming, I can interfere and insert the soul of one of our dear friends, making the new soul take on theirs as if it were its own, thus creating a copy of our beloved ponies," Discord said, placing more bubbles into the viscous mass, mockingly holding a book full of Twilight’s lessons and letters, along with some purple hair strands, encapsulating them and placing them into the mass.
"I hope you enjoy this world of Equestria without your beloved Discord, because I’m leaving. This is probably what you wanted all along, isn’t it?"
Just before Discord could immerse himself in the viscous mass, the ceiling of the throne room exploded. From the debris and clouds of dust emerged two very angry alicorns.
"Stop right there, Discord! Cease what you’re doing and surrender," the two sisters said in unison, firing a beam of pure magic at Discord, who shielded himself with an arm.
“You two are more annoying than a pain in the ass. I understand why you're so obsessed with me, after all, I am Discord. Who wouldn’t fall in love for such a magnificent draconequus? But you’ve chosen the worst possible moment, and this will likely be your final interruption. I’ll make sure of it once and for all," Discord said, deflecting the magic. But he was exhausted, and the combined magic of Luna and Celestia overpowered him. Nervous, Discord resorted to trickery. He redirected one of the sisters’ beams toward Twilight.
Celestia quickly noticed and broke off her attack to save Twilight, falling right into Discord's trap. He swiftly redirected Luna’s beam towards Celestia, hitting her square in the chest. She gasped, collapsing to the ground with a heavy thud, writhing in pain.
"CELESTIA, NO!" Luna screamed, momentarily distracted by her sister's fall. Discord seized the opportunity, swatting Luna like a fly with one of his hands, sending her crashing into a pillar, shattering it, and embedding her in the wall.
"This wasn’t part of the plan, and you’ll pay for it. If you’re so eager to participate, then I’ll oblige," Discord said, materializing the crowns of both princesses.
"If you wish to play so badly, I’ll make you players in my game," he added, placing Celestia’s crown on the head of the now unconscious ex-monarch. Discord snapped his fingers, and Celestia was absorbed by the magic of her crown.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY SISTER, YOU MONSTER!" Luna yelled, struggling to free herself from the crack in the wall. Once free, she tried to charge at Discord, but her legs gave out beneath her.
"That hurt, Luna. That’s no way to speak to a friend. I thought you wanted to play with me, so I’m including you. You see, I’m not entirely sure how all this will work. It could go wonderfully or terribly. It’s all very... chaotic, don’t you think? Especially for you two. You’ll be a particularly interesting case. I mean, the others just have a bit of DNA, but you two..." Discord began to laugh, "You two are going whole into a new world. Not even I will do that."
"Wait, what?" Luna managed to say before she was absorbed by the gem in her crown, encapsulated in a bubble. Discord, exhausted, held the two sisters’ bubbles before his face.
"Yes, my dear friend, I’m not going in whole like you. I’ll be fragmented. The bubbles that now contain you, your sister, and the replicas of our ponies’ souls are essentially my essence. Once I enter the portal, I’ll disperse and reinforce these bubbles. This will prevent you from taking your pony forms immediately. It will also allow me to choose and modify which pony assimilates which soul, so I can try to recreate as much as possible your pony versions in that world dominated by primates," Discord said, playing with the bubble containing Luna.
"To put your mind at ease, think of it as a way of imprisoning myself. I won’t be able to interfere directly at any time. But remember this, my dear friend. A day will come, and I don’t know when, where, or how, but when all the souls are present, I will slowly return, and everyone will revert to their pony forms."
"It will be amusing to watch you all struggle with your pony and primate versions in that universe. I wonder if my spell will be powerful enough to truly replicate the ponies we all loved, or, in the worst case, a conflicted being torn between two completely different minds," Discord said, his tone mocking. Luna tried to scream, pounding on the crystal of her own crown from the inside. Discord laughed and simply placed the bubbles into the viscous mass.
Finally, Discord bowed, doffing an imaginary hat to the unconscious Twilight and Spike, as if they were an audience in a theater. Then he stepped into the viscous mass. The warm darkness enveloped Discord, and he felt a comforting peace as he was slowly absorbed by the thousands of bubbles.
"Twilight, Spike, what happened to you?" Sunburst, the greatest wizard in Equestria, shouted as he rushed into the throne room with a dozen guards, alongside Smolder and the current Elements of Harmony. They saw the destroyed room, the unconscious Twilight and Spike, and the strange, enormous symbol on the floor. "What in the world happened here?"
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Flurry Heart,Luster Dawn,Twilight Sparkle,Alternate Universe,Adventure,Mystery,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Nowhere Days
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Five years have passed since a puzzling apocalyptic event rocked Equestria. A plush tropical island discovered by Twilight Sparkle serves as refuge, but Luster Dawn, with some help, is determined to discover the truth about home and the island.
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<p>Five years have passed since the ponies of Ponyville fled their home in Equestria from a puzzling apocalyptic event. A plush tropical island discovered by Twilight Sparkle has been their refuge, but leaving Equestria only created more questions than answers. Luster Dawn is determined to find out what is really happening back home, as well as on this mysterious island. But, with a bit of help, she may just discover something even more disturbing than the idea of never going home.</p>
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2024-07-26T07:12:12+00:00
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2024-07-26T23:17:32+00:00
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The setting sun cast a warm tone upon pink hooves plodding through the sand. The picturesque beach curved in the distance and was lapped at by lazy, peaceful waves. Their motion was soothing and repetitive, falling into a sort of lulling pattern. Just a few meters upwards of the water, fauna overtook the island: long willowy grass and slouched palm trees with fat coconuts, ripe for the plucking. Although the scene could have been an image straight out of a travel catalogue, Luster Dawn felt anything but relaxed. She was brewing on something, her plan. This was indeed not a bad place to be stuck, especially when the outside world had supposedly ended, no, that wasn’t exactly the problem. You see, over time, Luster had become unsure of how bad the world really was.
“Luuussstttterrrr!” A familiar voice snapped the pink mare out of her thoughts. “Dinnneerrr!” It was Lil’ Cheese. The boisterous little fellow came bumbling out of the grass to get her, his puffy pink mane bobbing with every gallop. She smiled and bopped him on the head with her nose. She felt a bit bad for him, going through his adolescence on this little island, it had been nearly six years now. The world was big, and he was missing so much of it.
“Thank you for reminding me, Cheesey.” She said warmly. The little stallion blushed, his light green eyes darting to the side shyly.
“Yeah... well yeah... it’s ready.” He hastily said before scuttling back towards the greenery. Luster couldn’t help but chuckle a little. The foal was always loud and rambunctious, but around her, he was an embarrassed mess. He was at that age, and what with there not being many survivors, Luster was one of the few ponies near his age. Alone, she turned back towards the ocean to take one last look out at the water, the pristine blue turning to a blood red as the setting sun darkened, and inhaled sharply. Tonight was the night.
It took about 20 minutes to get back to the camp. The padded earth and soft grass made for a pleasant walk home, although it did little to calm the pink mare. Camp, set on the Eastern end of the island, was a homey clearing, with well-fortified huts made from branches, sticks and grass. All of them had four walls and a roof, and if you squinted in the dark, they almost looked like normal houses. The dirt floor was well-trodden from years of hooves. Out of the trees, the cloudless sky could be clearly seen, it was a dark purple now, dotted with twinkling stars and a glowing crescent moon. Luster made her way to the epicentre, where a medium-sized fire was thriving. Other ponies were still finishing up their dinners. There was Pinky Pie with Lil’ Cheese, the cakes and their children, the CMCs and Flurry Heart. On tonight’s menu was an earthy stew, made with fresh herbs gathered from the island. The second the scent hit her, Luster became painfully aware of her empty belly. Eating was especially important tonight; she needed as much energy as she could get.
After filling up a bowl, Luster made her way over to Pinkie, putting as much distance between her and Flurry as she could. She was in no mood for any kind of awkward altercation on this night. The delicate alicorn princess remained an image of perfection, her long blue and lavender curls untainted by the humidity and her hooves as neat as ever. Flopping down, Luster began to dig in.
“Hey there!” Pinkie said sweetly, with a we-need-to-talk sort of tone. “Cheesey told me you were a ways out again today, by the water.” Luster kept her eyes down on her food, pretending to be casual.
“Yeah, sometimes I just like to have some quiet, down time, you know?” She said. “It’s so peaceful out there by the water.” It wasn’t a complete lie. She hated hiding things from Pinkie though; the pony had practically adopted her after they came to the island. Luster had spent so much time watching and playing with Lil’ Cheese, she was practically a part of the family. Cheese Sandwich had also shown her many a kindness, often cheering her up alongside Pinkie with a clever anecdote when he could tell that she was having a down day. Luster had been an orphan her entire life, so those connections meant the world to her. The family had decided to live in the heart of the camp, which was in stark contrast to Luster’s living situation. She had chosen to have her hut a little into the forest, outside of camp.
“Just be careful out there Luster, we’d all miss you if something happened. Me and Cheesey just love having you here.” Pinkie said. Here, here, here! Luster thought. Well there was nowhere else left but here apparently, so why would Pinkie worry. The young mare tapped Pinkie on the side with her tail.
“You don’t have anything to worry about, I promise.”
***
The night everyone left Ponyville, there was a thunderous crash in the apartment, a fierce noise that cut through the night, so shocking Luster sat up immediately. The room was still and quiet, so quiet that the unicorn almost thought she had imagined the noise. The digital clock read 2:40am. She settled slowly, her purple down soft and comforting, the pale green walls of the room familiar and clean. Her ears were perked but there wasn’t a sound to be heard, she lay motionless, waiting. Then... Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Three loud knocks were banged right against her bedroom door.
“Wh-who’s there?!!” She half yelled, half stammered. “I know magic!!” What the heck was that? Way to sound lame and weak, she thought.
“Luster! It’s me,” Luster recognized the voice immediately, “it’s Twilight!” The door opened slowly and the purple princess peaked in. She looked unusually frazzled and stressed, and perhaps even, a bit frightened? It was odd to see; Twilight was usually so calm and composed. Immediately sensing urgency, the apprentice darted from the bed and ran towards her.
“We need to leave, right now! I’ve gathered some other ponies in the town square! Pack your things quickly, I’ll explain when we get there.” Luster made haste and gathered the few necessities she could think of in the moment. The clopping against the wood floors seemed louder in the night, adding to her growing anxiety. What the hay was going on?!
After the blonde mare finished packing, Twilight teleported them to the town square. There, Luster was surrounded by those like her: confused and half-asleep ponies. She looked around, only seeing dazed faces, ponies who wore pyjamas were still in them. Some of the unicorns had used a lighting spell, the tips of their horns like little flashlights. The houses, shops and fountain could only be barely made out. And that’s when Luster noticed it: there was no moon in the sky, no moon and no stars. A sinking feeling began to grow in the pit of her stomach; something sinister was brewing. Under the weight of her stuffed knapsack, she bustled over to Lyra and Bon Bon. She had just arrived in Ponyville yesterday. The day had been bright and happy and full of smiles. Luster had met a couple of nice ponies, but that group was nowhere to be seen here. The couple were the only other ponies she recognized; they had given her the directions to her new condo, and walked her there to boot. They greeted her with concerned head nods, and it was then that the princess began to speak.
“Ponyville, please listen, everyone. Yesterday evening I was near the Evergreen Forest and I noticed something strange. There was an unfamiliar darkness coming from within it. Yes, I know that it is a place of darkness, but it was as though the sun was no longer hitting the forest altogether. Now, if you look into the night sky, you will notice that the stars and the moon are missing. There have been some other... strange occurrences over the past few hours as well. Now, I don’t want to send anyone into a panic, we have magic, we have solutions, but I believe with the quick rate at which things are turning dark, we should relocate for awhile. I have created a portal to an island location where we can reside and I will come back as much as I can to study the state of Equestria. Over the next few days, I will make trips to gather our friends and family members abroad. Every country is dealing with this in their own way, so mostly only our pony friends will be coming to the island, sadly.” Twilight explained all of this evenly, but Luster could sense the unease in her voice.
Frantic murmurs rippled across the small crowd. The ponies began to shift and look around nervously, it was clear they would soon fly into a panic. But then, a flickering squiggle of light appeared in the dark before Twilight, gradually opening to a starry island setting. A flowery, tropical scent emitted from the portal. It looked like a dream come true: an untouched beach with soft welcoming sand and vibrant fauna. The ponies calmed slightly. This is a band-aid, Luster thought, a momentary save that will allow for Twilight to safely evacuate everyone so she can come back and solve the problem. And solve the problem she would... she always did, she had to, right?
***
When Luster was finished her dinner, she decided to make her way over to Twilight’s hut. Although the pink pony had not shared her plan with anyone, she still yearned for the familiarity of the princess. Something about being near her just felt right; it was a bond stronger than that of mentor and student, more like a sisterhood. The purple alicorn had told her many tales of her relationship with Celestia, who had not made it to the island sadly. It seemed that Twilight had inherited the leader’s enthusiasm for teaching and her love of her students. The princess’s hut was like any other; she never accepted special treatment, no matter how much her subjects protested. Luster knocked once on the thin, woven door.
“Come in.” Twilight said. She did not care who needed her, all that mattered was that someone needed her. Luster stepped in quietly, shutting the door behind her. Twilight sat down at a wooden table in the centre of the room. The floor of the hut was covered in a compact, well-trod swath of sand. A lantern filled with fireflies glowed with a warm yellow light atop a shelf beside the door otherwise overflowing with books. Twilight had various plants in the hut, some hung from the ceiling, but most adorned a long shelf opposite her cot. Many were medicinal. The zen greens and shadows cast by the light gave the room a rather soothing vibe, and Luster instantly felt her nerves settle upon seeing a familiar face in this space.
“And what brings you by this lovely evening, Luster?” The princess asked, looking over with a welcoming smile. Luster shrugged.
“I just wanted to check in on your progress and... say hi.” She smiled and looked to the side bashfully. Twilight clopped the sand next to her, motioning for the pink mare to sit. Luster walked over, plopped down and half-listened as her mentor explained the usual. She’d made charts, graphs, notes, observations, theories and whatnot. There was never any progress, really. And as intelligent and wise as Twilight was, and even with the help of Starlight Glimmer, Sunburst, Flurry and Princess Cadence, there was never any progress or talk of going home. Luster had begun to wonder if the princess was just stalling, giving everyone the runaround to keep them calm. The story was always muddled as well: towns and cities were going dark, things were disappearing, certain places could no longer be accessed. It all sounded more nonsensical than Discord.
“I do wish you would let me help out with some of this,” Luster started, “you know how hard I can work and how much I know-”
“Luster, you know how I feel.” Twilight interrupted her. “Your friendship lessons are more important. The rest and I, we can figure this out. Just focus on growing and nurturing your relationships, there’s a lot to learn there too.” Luster smiled, trying to hide her disappointment. It wasn’t like she had exactly made many friends, in fact she had even repelled and annoyed ponies with her antisocial and overly-studious attitude.
“Yeah... could you tell me some more about your recent expeditions outside?” She asked Twilight, switching the subject back to the previous. Luster tried to relax, drinking in the warm, floral scents of the island and enjoying the familiar sound of her mentor’s voice. These few moments with Twilight would be relished in, because Luster knew they could be her last.
***
The first day on the island was chaotic and panicked. Nopony was running around like a chicken with their head cut off, but that didn’t mean everypony was calm and amiable. The arrival of the rest of the Elements of Harmony helped; Rainbow Dash and Applejack were essential in the building and setup of the camp, Fluttershy made fast friends with the creatures of the island, Pinkie was an ear for everyone and kept the herd from falling into a depression and Rarity was tireless in her efforts to pretty up the place and make garments to protect from the sun. After a couple of weeks, ponies had already begun to relax a lot and even embrace the setting. They were a self-sustainable group and were quick to embrace the barter system. Ponies whose trades lost much relevance were trained in crafts and cooking and everyone had been taught some basic wilderness survival skills. The island wasn’t too large, and it seemed to hold few dangers, so there really wasn’t all too much to acclimate to. But that wasn’t to say everyone had forgotten life at home and was settled, which was especially true for Luster.
It had been three years into her island stay when Luster first noticed something very strange about the new setting. She had long since given up asking Twilight to be a part of the research team and had instead started to make her own observations and studies, keeping them all in a thick notebook she had created using some basic materials and magic. She also brought along her old camera, which she kept alive and running with magic. There were three reason she was studying the island. For starters, Luster had never heard of this island, supposedly named “Epi Island”, before. She had a passion for geography and in her spare time thoroughly enjoyed learning about new places and collecting vintage maps. Epi Island, a long, horseshoe-shaped chunk of land, was an enigma. Twilight had told her that it was a quiet and unimportant place that she had only ever heard of in passing from her hermit grandmother who sought out places off the beaten track. Secondly, and this was stranger, how come this place continued to remain untouched by the problem plaguing literally everywhere else? If stars were already disappearing in Ponyville during the first night of the supposed apocalypse, how come absolutely nothing had happened here in three years? And thirdly, she was bored.
That day, Luster first believed she had become lost. She was mapping out a far-out region of the island and became perplexed at its similarities to a watering hole nearby the camp. A mini waterfall poured from about ten feet above a rounded pool below. To the right of the waterfall there was a bush with exactly five pink flowers and to the left a sideways log was growing moss. Not exactly a unique scene, but what made it really weird was that there was a heart carved into the log with “PR + YS” inside and little stars around it. Still, this wasn’t immediate cause for concern, perhaps it was just coincidence: a romantic pony wanting to make another gesture. So the pink mare took photos, many. Closeups and a shot from far away, capturing the little oasis in its entirety.
Back at the camp, Luster began comparing. It was difficult with Flurry preening herself and frolicking about in the water though. The lush, lightly shaded environment was the perfect place for cooling yourself and relaxing, and the alicorn was keen to take advantage of that. Meanwhile, the pink unicorn was deeply concentrated in her work, when she was suddenly interrupted.
“Luster Dawn, what exactly are you doing over there?” Flurry singsonged with the exact voice of her mother. Luster had to prevent herself from grunting in reply. She was not the most sociable of ponies, and the few sort-of-friends that she’d made back in Ponyville had sadly not made it to the island.
“Studying something.” She replied. Flurry fluttered over and peered over Luster’s shoulder, trying to get a good look at the camera. Luster squinted at the image harder, trying to show that she was very busy.
“Are you comparing weather patterns from last year or something?” Flurry asked.
“Not really. Just something kind of odd I noticed about the island.” Luster replied.
“Maybe I can help, I’ve been making observations of my own.” The alicorn chimed in. Luster huffed, it just seemed like a whole thing to fill Flurry in on everything she had been researching over the past couple years. On the other hoof, this could be a golden opportunity; the princess was on the team of ponies studying the apocalypse. Luster didn’t realize how long she had spent in thought though, as Flurry sighed and walked off. And then there was that: Luster and Flurry were two very different ponies. The alicorn was naturally gifted when it came to being social, she always knew exactly how to behave around others and practically radiated warmth and joy. The unicorn couldn’t have been more the opposite. Twilight always told Luster that her and Flurry reminded her of Celestia and Luna. Her student didn’t mind this of course; Luna sounded like a stoic and wise pony, Luster liked that. She also preferred to think of the comparison that way instead of it meaning she was silent and brooding. The pink mare thought of going after the princess, but knew better; she would probably just stumble on her words and sound fake, make things worse.
With the oasis left as it was, Luster was able to confirm her suspicions. Everything there, the height of the waterfall, the size of the pool, the carved heart, its location on the log and even the shape of the patch of moss, they were all exactly identical to those on the other side of the island.
***
When Luster left Twilight’s hut, she tried her hardest to not let her true feelings show. She bid goodbye to the purple alicorn with her usual smile and a nod, but her heart was pounding. There were the emotions of saying a potentially final goodbye to her beloved mentor, the fear of her cockamamie plan going haywire and the reality of it being time to start it, all buzzing around inside. She trotted along in the direction of her hut, keeping an eye out for other ponies, only seeing Spike still out. He had a basket full of coconuts and when he saw her, he waved with a big grin. Luster smiled back, hoping he would not come over and make conversation, that was another goodbye she dreaded making. The second Spike was out of site, she made a beeline through the forest to where the raft was stored. Wading through the grass and tougher terrain was a pain to do, even in daylight, which had entirely disappeared by now, but Luster knew this was the best way to keep her plan under wraps.
After about fifteen minutes of struggling through the bush, she’d made it. A sandy, mini clearing housed the raft, a large structure made from two layers of thick tied together logs and a makeshift sail on a long, sturdy stick. The pink mare cast a spell to light the tip of her horn, lifted the raft with her left hoof and snatched two paddles and a backpack out from below with her mouth. The bag contained many essentials: dried fruits, hoofmade protein bars, hay, a compass, three canteens filled with water, a sun-hat and sunglasses, a lantern and a pack of matches and a mini first-aid kit. Luster had also packed some pictures of her with Pinkie and her family, Twilight and Spike. Although it made her feel a bit foal-like, these creatures were the ones she felt closest to and seeing their faces made her feel safe.
Pushing the raft to the shore took about a half hour of grunting, sweating and cursing. But with a couple of breaks and patience, Luster was able to do it. The surf was calm, as she had predicted for tonight. Dark waves lapped benignly against the shore, gently beckoning her forward. The sky above was clear and filled with a bevy of twinkling stars, you could even make out some of the milky way if you looked closely. She turned back to the island, took one last long look at her home for the last five years and then turned to leave.
“Luster Dawn!” A voice burst from the night. Every hair on the pink mare’s body stood on end; she’d been discovered! Flurry appeared from the bush and galloped down the shore. Luster did a big heave.
“Okay, where’s Twilight or your parents or whatever?” She said in exasperation. “I guess I’m in A LOT of trouble now, right?”
“No!” Flurry said quickly. “Please let me come with you!”
“What?! No way!” The pink unicorn snapped.
“Listen, before you say anything, I know you don’t really like me or trust me or anything, but I KNOW I can help you. Twilight only shares her notes with me, she doesn’t let me go on research trips like my parents. I know practically as much as you do, all I do is help with the graphs and charts, and you know how little you can gather from those. I NEED to know what’s happening out there too, to the crystal empire, to all of Equestria. Please, Luster Dawn, we’re safer together.” As much as Luster hated to admit it, Flurry was right.
“I don’t have supplies for another pony.”
Flurry lifted a backpack with magic, a hopeful smile was beginning to spread across her face.
“Did you fly here?” Luster asked.
“No, I walked and made sure no one saw me before I left.” Flurry replied. Of course her mane and tail were still perfect, Luster thought with slight annoyance.
“Okay.” The pink mare concluded.
Flurry stomped all four hooves joyously and made a quiet, excited sound.
“And you couldn’t have appeared before I was pushing the raft out?” Luster added, while Flurry walked over to help with the raft.
Flurry laughed nervously, and Luster couldn’t help but find her cheekiness a bit amusing. The two mares pushed the raft out into sea, hopping aboard together. The craft gently moved forward. Being out on this seemingly endless, dense black sea for the first time, the pink unicorn became terrifyingly aware of how small she was.
***
Since her discovery of the identical oases, Luster had found many more peculiar similarities on the island. Over the past six months, she had been paying close attention to little details and made some shocking discoveries. Certain rock structures mirrored each other, all of the coconuts came in five exact shapes and there was something else new every week. The pink mare could sense that Twilight was becoming increasingly concerned with her obsession with the island, time she should be using to make friends, but Luster felt that she was really onto something. When she had tried to explain it to her mentor, the purple alicorn had only waved her off with a swish of her elegant, sparkling tail and encouraged her to take a buddy on her mini expeditions. So Luster had decided to keep this project to herself.
It was a sunny Friday afternoon in May, on the end of the island opposite the camp, when Luster heard a pair of hushed, sharp voices. She was in a dense clump of palm trees and grass, the leaves above shading her from the hot sun, and she quickly squatted down, sensing urgency and secrecy in the voices. They came from the left, close to the shore and sounded like they belonged to Applejack and Rarity. The pink mare was about to scuttle away when she heard “...leave the island...” and decided to snoop. Luster knew this to be wrong and dishonest behaviour, but she desperately wanted more information, so she inched forward slowly and hunkered down in a bush. Peaking out, she saw that it was indeed Rarity and Applejack, the duo were sitting just outside of the brush. The ever-stylish unicorn was sporting a giant, straw sunhat with a sparkling baby blue bow as well as a pair of chic light brown sunglasses, the earth pony, as usual, wore Granny Smith’s shawl and her cowpony hat.
“Oh darling, I know how important honesty is to you, but really, you deserve to enjoy this place just as much as everyone else.” The purple-haired unicorn urged.
“Ah know, ah know.” Applejack replied thoughtfully, adjusting her hat anxiously. “It’s just, so many ponies have questions, they get homesick, they want to know. Ah’m pretty sure Luster has gone crazy.” Luster rolled her eyes.
“Applejack... our lives there... we’ve been replaced... we don’t... we should just live our lives for ourselves now...”
Luster’s brow creased. Been replaced? Was this... something to do with changelings? Had Equestria fallen into evil clutches?
“Ah miss home sometimes too... the farm especially.” The earth pony mused sadly.
“But it would be all different now, darling.” The unicorn said. Applejack’s stomach growled and Rarity smiled warmly. “Well that just won’t do! Let’s get you back to camp and see how you feel after some food. We can talk more about this after if you still want to.” And with that, the two walked off. Luster was left in complete confusion. Replaced... different... these descriptions... what did they mean? But she too felt the need for dinner and thought her mind would work better after some fuel, so she quickly scribbled down what she had heard in her notebook and stood up. The pink mare turned abruptly, with renewed energy, when she stepped on something warm and soft.
“Ouch!” A voice yelped. Luster startled and looked down at the messy earth. She saw a light pink hoof pull back into a thick bush covered in little red berries that was next to hers, it looked like it belonged to Flurry!
“Flurry Heart?!” The blonde mare said in surprise. She heard a sigh from the bush and Flurry stepped out.
“Yessss, tis I.” The alicorn said, defeated.
“What are you doing out here?!” Luster snapped.
“Me?! I could ask the same of you! You should be named Snooper Dawn!” The princess yelled back.
“Well-” Luster stammered, “weren’t you doing the same?!”
“Twilight wanted me to check on you,” Flurry replied in annoyance, “she thinks you’re going loco in the coconut.”
“I’m fine! And I certainly don’t need to be foalsat!”
“Listen, I’m just trying to help my aunt out, you worry her. And maybe... I was a bit curious wh-”
“I’m going.” Luster turned decidedly. This was so embarrassing, if Twilight was so worried about her and wanted to know where she was going off to every day, she should have her on the team. Especially with all of the knowledge and ideas she could contribute. She had worked under the princess for years, but no, no, friendship lessons were too essential.
“Luster Dawn! Please wait! I didn’t mean to upset you.” Flurry called to her, sounding genuine. But the pink unicorn had already turned foul. Flurry held back, not wanting to crowd the young apprentice.
“That pony,” Flurry sighed, watching her go, “so stubborn, I’ll bet one of her parents was a mule.”
***
The raft made a gentle “swish, swish” noise as it bobbed through the waves and the crescent moon glowed brightly from its bed of stars. The floor below the ponies was dry and strong and the air was devoid of any wind. This night would have truly been special had it not been for the uncertainty that lay ahead and the emotional distance between the two. Finally, Luster broke the silence.
“How come you never tried teleporting back to Equestria?” She asked.
“I did think about it, many times, I thought about teleporting back to the crystal castle.” Flurry sighed. “But Twilight told me that it no longer existed, and that if I were to try and teleport to any other place in Equestria, it may not exist. That could be very dangerous for me. One day, Twilight returned back from a day in what remained of Canterlot, she mentioned a building I knew very well that was still intact. That night, back in my room, when I was all alone, I almost went there. But... to be honest... fear got the better of me.”
Luster’s ears perked and she glanced sideways at the princess. It was shocking, Flurry always seemed so perfect, confident and radiant. She wasn’t just admired on the island, creatures had adored her far and wide across Equestria. The born alicorn was well-known to be heroic, powerful and beautiful. And kind too, so kind to everyone around her. Luster couldn’t imagine such a beacon of hope having this anxious moment alone and losing to her fear. The princess suddenly felt more... real.
“Well... I was scared too...” Luster admitted. She looked out into the endless, dark horizon thoughtfully. “I was really scared this evening, because I promised myself that tonight I would actually leave. But with somepony else here, it’s not as bad.” Flurry gave her a small, sweet smile. It felt genuine, not like a ruse to keep an eye on her.
“So, what’s the plan here exactly?”
“Well, from what Twilight has shown me on maps and told me about this island, I calculated that it would take 39 hours of rowing, including breaks, to get to the port of Baltimare. But with you here, we’ll get there even faster of course.” Luster explained. She looked down sheepishly.
“And... I actually brought a lot of stuff, more than I would need just in case, so I can share with you.” She added.
“That sounds great,” Flurry replied, “I’ve got some stuff that you might enjoy as well. It’s a mare’s night out!” She was cheery, but the pink unicorn could sense worry in her voice.
“Hey,” Luster said, bopping the princess with the end of her tail, “we’ve got each other now.” And with that, the ponies silently rowed into the night.
***
It was June now, and exactly one month had passed since the day Luster had overheard Rarity and Applejack speaking. She was currently on the beach, nestled atop a simple, cream handwoven blanket. A large umbrella made of a bamboo stick and woven palm tree leaves shaded her from the boiling sun beating down. Lil’ Cheese frolicked by the shore, running towards the sea as the water pulled away and then running back up when the waves washed up again. He laughed and yelled, aquamarine drops splashing about as he finally gave into the call of the refreshing water and went galloping in. Luster kept a close eye, but her mind was miles away. The words “replaced” and “different” echoed through her mind every day. They confused her so, and she’d been mulling over many theories. If the creatures of Equestria had indeed been replaced by new beings, how were they able to survive while the original inhabitants couldn’t? Did they move between universes? Twilight had taught her something about that before, but it had seemed more random and benign. And what about the word “different”. What had changed so much that Applejack wouldn’t even like her farm anymore. Was everything destroyed? The biggest question though, by far, was why had her mentor kept all this from her?
“Luster!!” Lil’ Cheese yelled. “Come on! The water is totally crazy! Unless you’re a chicken!”
“Ask me again in ten minutes; I’m cozy here!” And that’s when it occurred to the young unicorn, all of the questioning came to a definite halt, she would question Twilight. If the princess lied, then it was time to take action on her own. Just like Lil’ Cheese, she was ready to dive in.
After sitting in intense thought at the beach for more than enough time, Luster rounded up Lil’ Cheese and they began to make their way back to camp. As the sun set and they waded through long, soft grass and by lazy, peaceful sloping palms, the pink mare began to hear the steady thrum of music.
“A party?!!” the foal yelled. He took of like a house on fire, leaving an exasperated Luster. Here we go, she thought. She had so much important stuff to do and there was a party tonight? As she approached an opening into the campgrounds, she could make out a giant throng of ponies adorned in flowers and woven accessories. A group near the centre beat on hoofmade drums and played various carved reed instruments. A large fire flourished in the middle of the clearing. Luster made haste, trying to keep a low profile. She kept her head down, bore a polite smile and attempted to huddle by once she left the bush. But then of course, a certain overly friendly alicorn spotted her.
“Luster Dawn!” Flurry shouted. “Come on! Come join us!” She pushed past a hoard of ponies surrounding her and made her way over. No, no, no! Luster thought indignantly. Nevertheless, she stood erect and composed herself. The unicorn still felt salty about before, but she would let it pass... for now.
“Flurry Heart, I really have to-” She started, but was immediately interrupted by a punctured coconut being brought towards her face. It had a straw and would probably taste delicious. The elegant mare pranced right up to her with a giant smile. Luster smiled back kindly, reluctantly taking a sip. Maybe she could spare just a couple minutes; Twilight wasn’t going anywhere tonight. It felt... a bit nice to be pushed to join a gathering. Most of the time, Pinkie was so busy planning parties, Luster could sneak off and do her own thing, uninterrupted. But here was Flurry, singling her out, and for the sole purpose of making sure Luster was having fun too. The alicorn princess may have been annoying, intrusive and a bit too much, but she was sincere, and the pink unicorn liked that.
“Come dance,” Flurry nudged her towards the crowd of colourful, bopping ponies, “and let that gorgeous mane down for once!” And with that, the princess used magic to remove the band from Luster’s hair. The blonde mare froze in horror; the band had been imbued with a sort of taming magic, one that kept both her tail and mane in order. And without it, well... the beast was set free. Luster felt her mane puff out at all ends like a monster. Most all of the ponies jiving stopped and gaped in shock. Thick, blonde tendrils shot out in all directions as Luster’s mane and tail transformed into a cross between a clown’s wig and medusa’s snake hair. Of course, it was only hair, but still, Luster had never learned to tame it without magic. The other ponies, having never seen the stoic young student in such disarray, couldn’t help but begin to laugh. Flurry looked on, shock and guilt flashing across her face.
“YOU!!!” Luster yelled at her. She already had had so much on her mind, and now this? It was her foalhood all over again. Flurry put her head down and opened her mouth to apologize but didn’t get a word out before a reddened Luster stormed off to her hut.
Back in the safety of her home, the pink mare worked on another hairpiece. Her mind was temporarily pulled away from the task at hand, thoughts of the young princess taking over. What was her problem? Just because she was a princess, what gave her the right to go and stick her nose in everypony else’s business? And the hair... oh... that was truly horrible. Not that Flurry could ever understand, the pony probably woke up more beautiful every day. And yet... why did it feel kind of good when she came over. Luster shook her head, no, she needed to focus. Tonight she would confront Twilight, and then make her decision.
***
Luster and Flurry had been rowing for a couple hours now, silently wading through the night. It was still dark but the unicorn felt oddly peaceful. She glanced over at Flurry to see that the princess was deep in thought, her beautiful long neck hunched and her large, sky blue eyes trained on the water in front of her.
“So... you said you were doing some research as well,” Luster started awkwardly, “what exactly did you mean by that?” Flurry looked over and a small smile formed on her face.
“Well, I’ve been noticing things that don’t seem possible here. For example, I found a really strange place around the middle of the island, when I looked at the ground closely, I noticed that it was like there was an invisible line down the middle, with either side mirroring each other. And when I studied more places, I began to think that maybe one side of the island entirely mirrors the other. It was just so weird, but I couldn’t detect any magic at use. I kept notes, sketches, pictures, measurements and more in a giant notebook, but one day, it went missing. All of that research, just gone!” Luster listened intently. She decided to share her observations as well, and Flurry sat patiently, letting her speak uninterrupted, taking in every detail.
“So you agree, there’s something more to this place.” The alicorn mused, her gaze wandering back to where they had come from. There was a moment of silence where the princess thought, then she slightly turned back towards her raftmate.
“Do you miss your family a lot?” She asked Luster. “I’ve never heard you talk about them.”
“Well, I, um...” Luster mumbled, trying to find a way to explain without soiling the mood.
“I’m sorry!” Flurry quickly backtracked. “It’s not my place.”
“No, I, I just don’t really have one. All of my life, I’ve been an orphan. And it’s okay, really. It’s not like I lost a family and miss them, I’ve just never had that. Twilight is the closest I’ve ever been to anypony, and I feel truly lucky that she discovered my talents at all. And Pinkie and her gang... well... they’ve kind of come to feel like family as well over these past few years.”
“Wow... I... I never knew... sorry.” Flurry said softly.
“It’s okay, really.” Luster replied with a big smile. She turned to look at her hooves, the hard wood keeping them dry from the lapping water below. There was a sort of gentleness in the air.
“You must miss all of your friends back home.” She mused. “Everyone loves you so much, it’s easy to get to know you and you’re so warm to everyone.” The alicorn’s head was turned to the side when Luster looked up, the princess gazing into the distance.
“Not really.” She said flatly, not turning back. “Yes, many ponies like me, but that’s a lot to do with my status and the way I look. It’s hard to really open up to others because most of the time, they don’t really care about me. A lot of ponies just want to get close to me for the benefits that come with that. I’m fortunate to have a good, strong relationship with my parents and aunt, but I yearn for friends my age, ponies I can cut loose around and go on adventures with. That’s why I liked you so much, Dawn, you didn’t care about who I was at all. To you, I was just another pony. I thought that if we could be friends... that we would truly have a bond.” She looked over then, with an embarrassed smile. “Although I’m pretty sure that ship has sailed!”
Luster burst out laughing, the force of her loud, mismatched chuckles and snorts rocking the raft. Flurry watched on in surprise.
“Nooooo!” Luster said, wiping tears from her eyes. “I know I can be way too stubborn and serious, I’m sorry, truly. I would love for us to be friends, and Dawn, I like that, no one calls me that.” The moonlight washed over the jovial ponies, giving them momentary distraction from what lay ahead. They couldn’t see it yet, but a powerful force was churning the water. Violent angry waves crashed into each other in a frenzied chaos, the expedition would be much shorter than Luster had planned.
***
After Luster had tamed her feral hair, she sat for a moment before the mirror and readied herself to confront her mentor. Her hut was filled with familiar objects and hoofmade items that she adored, a foalhood plush on the bed, abstract bamboo trinkets and, of course, some books piled on a wooden table were among her favourites. This place brought her peace, and the mere thought of confronting Twilight, a pony who she admired and regarded so highly, made her stomach churn. The mirror was adorned with photos stuck into the bamboo frame, peaking out at her. They featured Twilight, Spike and Pinkie and her family mainly, but some were just gorgeous photos taken around the island. Luster then looked at the pony before her, deep into amber eyes, exhaled and stood. It was time.
She took the long way, wading through grass and wood like a madmare to avoid the party. By the time she got to Twilight’s hut, which was practically on the other side of camp, Luster once again looked bedraggled and haggard. But she quickly padded herself down, readied herself and knocked.
Twilight came to the door almost immediately. When she saw her keen, young apprentice, a big smile spread across her face.
“Luster! Come on in!”
The pink mare scuttled inside, she wouldn’t let the joy of being around Twilight sway her determination. Sensing her student’s exasperation, Twilight filled two stone cups with water from a pitcher and put a boiling spell on them. Two teabags were then placed in the cups and Luster took a seat at the small, wooden table in the middle of the room. The purple alicorn placed the cup next to the pink unicorn carefully with magic, the warm scent of chamomile filling her nose. Twilight then took a seat at the other side of the table, bringing with her a jar of Luster’s favourite ginger honey. Always so kind, the pink unicorn thought. Even though her mentor had sent Flurry to spy, she knew that the purple pony had only done so because she was worried. It was impossible for Luster to be mad at Twilight.
“Twilight... I...” She started, feeling sheepish for being so suspicious of this pony who had only ever given her purpose and affection. Luster looked down at her tea, but before she could muster the strength to continue, her mentor spoke.
“What’s on your mind?” She asked gently.
“I just have a question... about home.” Luster looked up with quiet conviction. She had to to do this, she had to know. Twilight met her gaze squarely, purple eyes filled with intensity, immediately she could tell this was important. The princess nodded.
“Does any creature still reside in Equestria?”
“No.” Twilight said, solidly and absolutely. The apprentice held eye contact. It was merely seconds before they looked away, but it felt like an eternity to Luster. And as the pink mare blew on her tea, she knew, it was a lie. But it didn’t feel like a betrayal. Yes, it was shocking to be lied to by somepony she loved so fiercely, but the apprentice knew that Twilight only ever had her best interest at heart. And although she was greatly annoyed that her mentor thought her too soft, young, naive, or whatever to tell her the truth, she couldn’t bring herself to be angry.
Twilight changed the subject then, pressing her student to attend the party. She didn’t know what had just happened as she’d been in her hut all evening reading, thank Celestia. And as Luster listened to her usual lecture on the importance of friendship and slipping into quirky stories from days of old with her own squad, the pink mare sipped tea quietly. The drink was warm and familiar, like Twilight. It felt good to be here, even if what she had just learned meant goodbye.
***
The eight hours that Luster and Flurry had spent together had seemed to fly by; they were thoroughly enjoying each other’s company for two ponies who had chocked any sort of friendship up as failed. The morning sun was warm and slightly hidden in clouds, creating a cool and easy day. Perfect for travelling by raft. The three most interesting things Luster had learned about her travelling companion were: she had a penchant for romance novels, she loved swimming more than flying and she listened to metal the most. Flurry thought that her three favourite facts about Luster were: she loves rainy days, she imagines her birth parents were passionate artists and that she once stole a gem from Spike when she was little, but returned it when she was overcome with guilt. The duo chatted endlessly, each wanting to know more and more about the other. They even spoke a little during food and rest breaks, and they’d decided that they liked each other very much.
Just as the two finally began to wind down, Luster spotted something odd ahead, it was as though the water had been interrupted by some kind of force. Waves crashed into each other in an irregular manner, they weren’t huge, but very rapid and random. Beyond these waves, the view disappeared into a black horizon, as if a darkness were spreading upwards and fading out into the blue sky.
“Wha...” Luster murmured. The alicorn princess had spotted it as well.
“I’m going to fly over there,” she said, her tone serious now, “be back in a sec.”
“Be careful.” Luster replied, unable to look away from the bizarre deviation.
After about two minutes, Flurry came flapping back quickly, her face alight with panic.
“I don’t know what it is,” she yelled as she approached, “it’s like we’re reaching the end of the world! Everything, the water, the sky, the clouds, just drop into darkness, it’s like a waterfall but the sky ends too!”
“What?!!” Luster yelled, horrified.
“We have to turn around! Now!” Flurry landed with a big ‘thunk’ on the raft.
“But...”
“You didn’t see it! It’s not worth knowing now, we can go back and question Twilight about this!” Flurry said, clearly shaken. But just as the pink unicorn opened her mouth, the raft lurched forward. The princess rushed to pick her friend up, but found herself struggling to fly. Her wings weren’t strong enough, she rarely ever flew and was most certainly not accustomed to carrying other ponies when she did.
“I’ll swim!” Luster said. Flurry dropped her into the water, but the pull was too great. The princess watched in horror as the pink mare was pulled faster and faster towards the darkness ahead, all that Flurry could do was fly alongside her.
“I won’t leave you!” The alicorn yelled. And with that, she flew down into the water as well.
“Please, Flurry, go!” Luster pleaded, struggling in the increasingly chaotic ocean. “Twilight will need you, you know her, she’ll find a way to blame herself!” But Flurry shook her head, and the two ponies were carried swiftly towards the vicious waves. As the darkness spread closer and the water got rougher, they clung to each other and squeezed their eyes shut. It was hard to stick together; the waves began to toss them around and dunk them below the surface, slamming the two small creatures mercilessly. Then suddenly, they felt the water give way and were ripped apart and flung into a dark abyss, watching as the sky, clouds and water above began to disappear into darkness. They plummeted into the blackness. Luster watched as Flurry opened her mouth, but nothing came out, she screamed into the dark herself and it was silent as well. The alicorn flapped her wings to get closer to her friend, but it was as though there was no air to even fly through. They were falling through nothing, with no wind hitting them.
But just as all the light began to fade, the duo came to a sudden stop. Luster gasped soundlessly, around her was a familiar pink magic. Twilight!
“Girls!” The purple alicorn yelled from above. “Great Celestia! Girls, what have you gotten yourselves into?!” She sounded terrified. The princess floated them up to the surface and away from the strange, black border. The two young mares were stuck in place, not because they were forced to be, but because they were in shock. Their hearts began to slow back to a normal rate as they were pulled further and further from their macabre fate.
“Au-aunty Twi...” Flurry said quietly, “what in Equestria was that?”
Twilight sighed, placing her baffled student on her back and releasing a flustered Flurry back into flight. The young princess fluttered like a confused bird for a few seconds before regaining herself.
“That was the end of the world.” Twilight said. “Or, more precisely, that was the end of the world I created.”
“I don’t get it...” Luster said, leaning around Twilight’s long graceful neck and squinting at her.
“I created this place... for all of us. Equestria... our world... even us... none of it is real. Not how you think, at least.”
***
It was 5 pm when Alexis Porter shut the TV off. The year was 2019, but she would remember this moment for years to come, the moment her favourite TV show ended. Alexis was seventeen, petite with a giant mop of unruly red hair and a smile so big it almost looked cartoon-like when she laughed. Currently, she was babysitting for her next door neighbours. The children, Tim and Simone, were five and six and had long ago tuned out of the show, now arduously focused on smashing two shiny toy cars together. Normally the teenager would have lectured them on destroying their toys, but right now she was in a trance, green eyes staring blankly at the screen, an unsettling black against the light beige contents of the cozy mid-western suburban home. Babysitting was a great way to watch MLP FIM on the big screen without being teased by her mother, and now that it was done... well, she was feeling a sort of emptiness.
“Alllleeeexxiisssss!” Simone howled. “I’m hungry! Now!”
“Of course, honey,” she said quietly, “just give me a moment.”
Alexis adjusted her soft navy blue hoodie, worn out from years of love, and slid off the beige, corduroy couch. She would prepare spaghetti for them, her specialty and a comfort food she’d grown up with, and comfort was what she needed right now. Her head was swimming with thoughts, she’d need to find a new show now, something to look forward to during the week. It wasn’t that her life was miserable or anything, it was just that she’d grown used to being transported back to an almost childlike state of mind. The world of Equestria was a sanctuary for her; a place with no important decisions to be made, a place that was pure fun. As Alexis grew older, more and more important choices needed to be made, and now she was finishing her final term of high school. She was truly envious of the indulgent and simple lives the creatures of the MLP universe lived. Of course, she had kept her trap shut about most all of this, she didn’t know many others who genuinely loved the show and held it close to their hearts.
As an onion was chopped and garlic was pressed, the children continued making a mess of the living room, leaving the redhead on her own in the kitchen. The cooking was peaceful, but then she felt a familiar buzzing at her right side. When she pulled the sparkly, lavender phone out of her pocket, the screen read “Mom”. She answered, hoping there wouldn’t be any more discussion of life choices or universities.
“Hey hon!” Alexis’s mom chirped. “Do you need a ride? I got off work early.”
“Noooo,” Alexis mumbled, “Rob and Becka are going to be out later than planned. It’s okay though, I’m happy to walk, need to clear my head.”
“What’s on your mind?”
“Oh, just life... and... stuff.” Alexis tried to keep it simple so her mom wouldn’t pry. This of course failed.
“Well,” her mom continued, “what kind of stuff.”
“Oh just... well I finished a really good show, it’s like a fantasy thing, you wouldn’t know it, and it’s just kind of a bummer because it was on for years and I really liked it. No biggie.”
“That is a problem.” Her mother answered, to her daughter’s surprise.
“I remember feeling that way when a good show I watched in the 80s finished, they left us on a cliffhanger too. I was so immersed in it, the characters, the setting, the story, they all meant a lot to me. Your uncle didn’t understand, but it was sort of like an escape for me, it really was more than just a weekly program. I remember the day it ended so well, I was about your age, and I actually felt a bit abandoned.”
“Yeah!” Alexis said, jolting upright, nearly tipping a metal spoon in her hand with a fat lump of sauce in it. “That’s exactly how I feel right now.”
“But you know,” her mom said thoughtfully, she was a practical woman, but she also had moments of great wisdom, the kind that only came with time, “do shows like that ever really end?”
“Well yeah! It just did, I mean it completely concluded, with a time skip and everything. It’s not coming back.”
“It’s not dead though, so long as fans like you still love it enough to re-watch it and talk about it and enjoy it. Maybe you should join a group or something, help keep it breathing.”
Alexis thought for awhile, and then agreed and said goodbye to her mother. She stirred noodles in a boiling pot and cut cilantro, all the while stewing on the advice she’d been given. Sewing had always given her a great sense of relief, maybe she could do something with that, maybe even attend some cons. And the more she thought about it, the final episode felt less like an ending and more of a beginning. The characters, the land of Equestria, could keep on going for as long as she lived.
***
“Luster... it isn’t real... this isn’t real.” Twilight blinked apologetically. She pulled the raft back towards them with magic, and Luster hopped down, with Flurry quickly coming to her side.
“I don’t... what do you mean?” Luster asked, settling.
“Everypony, all our stories, we were all created. I’m not sure why, or by whom, but I’m certain of it. Studying science and magic for so long... I’d begun to have my suspicions. I was finally able to come to a conclusion after seeing one too many coincidences. There were many repeats of the same pony, sometimes animals could speak, other times they couldn’t, my friends would come back from trips and tell me stories and I often, for the life of me, couldn’t remember what I had been doing while they were gone. The more I became aware of all of this confusing stuff, the more odd things happened. I began to hear music out of nowhere, the laws of physics seemed to apply less and less to reality... also... Pinkie can do some really weird things with her body. This awful idea of us being manufactured was confirmed when time moved by so quickly and suddenly my friends were older and you were in my life. And the memories of it all were short and fleeting, none of it made sense.”
Luster listened while Twilight explained all of this, confused, with a heart like a stone.
“That doesn’t make any sense!” The blonde mare anxiously snapped. “You trained me, you raised me. I have memories from my foalhood.”
“Yes, Luster, I am sure,” Twilight answered, “but how many of those memories are short and fleeting, how many feel almost like exposition for something else?”
Luster’s heart began to pound faster, Flurry approached her, concerned, and placed a hoof on her friend’s back. But the unicorn could sense that the young princess was beginning to grow uneasy as well.
“I’ve loved every second I’ve had with you, my student.” Twilight continued. “You remind me so much of myself and I get to relive all of the curiosity and wonder I had growing up, and that’s why I wanted so badly to protect you.”
“So... if this isn’t real… who made us... what purpose do we serve?” Luster asked.
“I’m not sure, honestly, but I did manage to get all the way home, once. I went back to Ponyville, momentarily, but I only stayed on the outskirts. There were... others... there.”
“Others?” Flurry finally piped up.
“Yes,” Twilight looked gently to her niece “they looked sort of like us, but different, their features and bodies were almost more... cartoon-like. Oh, it’s hard to explain, but everything was like that, the trees, the animals, the houses. And these new ponies seemed more advanced too... better technology. They didn’t look like invaders though, it felt as though they truly belonged. I had the same feeling a foreigner does when they arrive in a new country, it wasn’t like when I first went to Ponyville, it was as if I had travelled to a whole other planet. Whoever, whatever, made us, it had moved on to something else.”
“Is that why my journal went missing?!” Flurry demanded, struggling to even begin to process all of this. She stomped her hoof, Luster felt it vibrate through the small raft.
“Please,” Twilight pleaded softly, “know that I only had your best interest in mind! I just wanted... I just wanted so badly for you to continue to grow and learn and thrive. You didn’t need to know, because I...”
Twilight looked down, almost shamefully. She looked defeated.
“What?!” The young alicorn snapped.
“I didn’t want you to feel how my friends and I felt when we first learned... all of that existential dread... all of that... sadness... fear. What would happen to all of us, how we would live, the sudden unpredictability of everything, I didn’t want that to be your burden to bear too.”
Flurry stared at her, speechless, a vast mix of emotions travelling across her face so quickly Luster couldn’t decipher them all.
“I made this place,” Twilight began, “I made it out of nothing. This was supposed to be a paradise, for all of us to enjoy and continue on in. Everything you see, the sun, the moon, the stars, the ocean, the island and everything on it, that’s all magic. That’s why I flew here, I can rarely teleport now; almost all of my magic went into creating this place. And it wasn’t just mine, the Elements of Harmony can no longer be used and Celestia and Luna gave up every last drop of magic they had. Heck, even Discord helped out.”
“Celestia and Luna...” Flurry murmured. “What... what really happened to them?”
“Equestria was their kingdom and home,” Twilight continued on sadly, “they wanted to go down with the ship, they felt it was right.” The purple alicorn pawed at the wooden surface below her, slightly digging her hooves into it.
Suddenly, Luster’s mind wandered off, a numbness began to spread over her entire body. Sullen amber eyes turned to the water beyond, seemingly endless and so calm. The rising sun had turned it a dazzling blue and it lulled lazily. In the background, Flurry was demanding answers to a million questions, not letting Twilight get a word in. And all Luster could do was watch the water. There was an odd sense of peace, it was unsettling but far more welcome than the suffocating panic Flurry was clearly experiencing. Everything Luster had been working towards, her new life, new adventures, working side by side with Twilight, it was all a farce. She did not speak though, did not move, just let the gentle, serene waves move her. And after awhile, the two alicorns joined her in silence, and they all sat watching the waves.
Finally, Luster spoke.
“What do we do now?” She asked.
“We’re still here, aren’t we?” Twilight replied. “We all still wake up every morning and enjoy time with one another and live our lives. And sometimes, I feel like I get a bit of my magic back, every now and again. Maybe, one day, we could start to build more. What you girls do is your choice, but I’ll keep going on, for all those who hold a place for me in their hearts.”
The three ponies finally looked away from the vast, majestic world Twilight had created and each glanced at one another one at a time. Their eyes uncertain, their hearts heavy, but still, they had as much conviction as ever. They were my little ponies, after all. Soon, Flurry and Luster grabbed the paddles and began to row home.
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Nasuna Senshi
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562311
| 1 |
Other,Sunset Shimmer,Tragedy,My Little Pony: Equestria Girls,Death
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The Waves' Tropical Shimmer
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Um, hello. My name is Lily Pad, and um... I'm living on an island with an older girl named Sunset Shimmer. We're... waiting for something, I think? I'm not really sure, but I know we can't leave until it happens. There's... nowhere else to go.
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<p>H-hi. My name is... Lily Pad. I've, um... I've read a lot of stories about people who get stuck on desert islands. I really like the one about the pirate girls who make friends with all the animals on the island, and then the animals help them rebuild their boat and escape. I guess I thought, if I were ever stuck on a desert island (o-or, I guess, a deserted island, since ours has a, erm, jungle) it would be something like that. This uh, this really isn't at all like the stories I'm used to.</p><p>Sunset Shimmer and me, we... we're not really sailors, and we certainly aren't pirates. We haven't made friends with any of the animals on the island, either. Also, in most stories about islands, the heroes get shipwrecked or stranded, but we have a good boat, and I guess, technically, we could leave whenever we wanted.</p><p>It's just that there's nowhere else to go.</p><hr/><p><span style="font-size:0.75em">Written for the 2024 </span><a href="/group/214779/the-island-group/thread/538290/tropical-post-apocalyptic-story-contest" rel="nofollow"><span style="font-size:0.75em">Tropical Post-Apocalyptic Story Contest</span></a><span style="font-size:0.75em"> in the </span><a href="/group/214779/the-island-group" rel="nofollow"><span style="font-size:0.75em">Island Group</span></a><span style="font-size:0.75em">. For which, by my estimation, it was submitted about an hour too late. Oh well.</span></p>
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teen
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2024-07-26T07:49:28+00:00
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2024-08-07T03:55:40+00:00
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I'd say Sunset Shimmer is probably the third best babysitter I've had.
Not that she's bad, really! She's been great! It's just... Well, Rarity always just sort of left me to my reading and made sure I got my meals on time, and sometimes asked about my story, which was nice and quiet. Pinkie Pie was a lot... louder, but when she decided to act out my stories it was always a lot of fun to watch, and then I'd get to read the story aloud to her when she eventually got too tired to pretend any more. That was really great. But Sunset Shimmer... I don't know. She's doing her best, I know that! It's just... I think she's too sad to really talk to me.
I guess that makes sense. I'm sad, too, and I find it hard to talk to anyone even when I'm not.
Still, Sunset really is trying her best. She waits for me to wake up every single day before she goes into the jungle to find us some breakfast. I know she'd like to get started earlier, but it means a lot to me that she waits just so I can see her when I wake up. The first morning after we slept here on the island, she went into the jungle while I was still asleep, and I woke up while she was gone. I started crying, because I thought I was alone, but then she came back and hugged me until I felt better. I felt like a baby, but I'm really glad she understands.
The stuff Sunset finds for food isn't always that good, like the roots and the leaves she says might not taste good but they're "nutri-shus". Still, she tries to make it better by cooking it on our fire, or adding stuff together, or even just talking about it like it's better than it is. She also tries to make sure I eat more than she does, even though I'm pretty sure she needs more food than I do, because she's bigger. Sometimes, Sunset finds something really tasty, like berries or nuts, and we usually save that for dinner, or try to make it last. I don't really understand why. If she found some berries, there must be more, right?
When Sunset goes into the jungle, I usually take the fishing pole that was in our boat, and fish from the beach while re-reading one of the books I brought. I haven't caught anything yet, but I'll keep trying. I bet fish would taste really good after all this time with mostly nuts and roots.
Oh right, our boat.
I guess it isn't really "ours". I asked Sunset if we were stealing it when we were taking it from the dock, and she didn't answer, so I'm pretty sure we did. For a while I was worried that that made us bad guys, but then I remembered that the pirate girls in my stories sometimes stole from people, but it was always bad people, so I figure Sunset must have known the person who owned this boat was a bad person. I'm pretty sure that's it, since Sunset's a good person. I've been around her long enough to know that.
Now that I think about it, I'm not really sure how long Sunset and I have been around each other, or how long we've been on this island. I lost track of what day it was before we even got here. The days on the ocean in the little fishing boat were really boring and hard to remember. It was just Sunset and me crammed onto a couple of seats with a motor at the back and a fishing pole on the floor, plus a small bag Sunset brought with her that had a little food and water in it, so there wasn't much to do except read, eat, and sleep.
Sleep... I haven't slept well in a while. We didn't bring any blankets with us, and our little shelters on the beach pretty much just keep the rain off our heads. Usually its pretty nice outside, but at night I sometimes get chilly enough that I wake up. Plus the sand is so itchy, all the time! The worst part of sleep, though, is that... I keep having nightmares. I want to tell Sunset about it, but I think she has them, too. I hear her crying at night sometimes, when I wake up from a nightmare. I want to make her feel better, but I don't know what I can do.
I hate my nightmares. I hate when they're about monsters coming out of the jungle or Sunset not being there or the island sinking into the ocean.
But most of all, I hate it when my nightmares are my memories. I had one of those just last night.
Suddenly someone was pounding on the front door. I jumped and almost dropped my tablet. Rarity went to the door cautiously, asking who it was.
"Rarity, it's me! Magic emergency! We need everyone!" called out a voice I hadn't heard before. Rarity pulled the door open, and I leaned over from my place in the living room to see a girl with bright red-and-yellow hair standing on my family's front step. She looked upset about something.
"Sunset! Oh, I'm terribly sorry, but I can't leave Lily here on her own! I'm responsible for her!"
The new girl looked at me from over Rarity's shoulder. Pinkie and Rarity had mentioned Sunset Shimmer before, but we'd never seen each other in person until then. Sunset had barely glanced at me before turning back to Rarity, though.
"She's old enough that she can be by herself for a little while. I promise we'll get you back as fast as we can, but we have to move now!"
Rarity grimaced and turned to look over her own shoulder at me. I guess I looked scared, because she shook her head, turning back to Sunset. "I can't, Sunset, truly! It isn't about Lily's age, it's about her comfort and my responsibility. She hates being left alone! I can't!"
"RARITY!" Sunset shouted, and I cowered on the couch. She composed herself quickly, though, and put her hands on Rarity's shoulders.
"This isn't a theme park in danger, or a camp held hostage, or a monster in a mall. This one is big. We're talking fate of the world in the balance! Please, do whatever you have to, but we can't do this without you!"
Rarity blinked, and then turned to face me. Before she could say anything, I jumped off the couch and ran over.
"Could I come with you?" I asked. Both of the older girls seemed surprised, so I kept talking before they could stop me, "Pinkie's told me a little bit about your magical adventures. I promise I won't get in the way! I'll stay as far back as you want! Just please don't leave me here by myself!"
Rarity turned to look at Sunset, who let out a groan.
"Fine, but you have to do what we say! This is going to get dangerous, kid, and I don't want you to get hurt." I nodded in answer.
My dream skipped over the part where Rarity summoned a giant diamond out of nowhere and we rode it over to a local high school. I wish I could dream about just that part. That was actually pretty fun.
Instead, in my dream, we were suddenly outside the high school. I was hiding under the bleachers at the soccer field, and there were huge flashes of light coming from what I thought was all around me. There were huge booms and explosions and colors everywhere and I thought it would be cool but it was really scary. I shut my eyes and then there was a huge boom and someone screamed and then a horrible noise all around me that made my head hurt, and I opened my eyes for a moment but I couldn't see because I was surrounded by Rarity's diamonds. Then everything got quiet and I looked up and the bleachers were gone and so were Rarity's diamonds and Pinkie Pie was coming towards me but she wasn't moving right I think her leg was hurt and someone screamed again and there were more girls all crowded around something in the middle of the soccer field and it was white and wearing purple and I think it was Rarity but she wasn't moving and I don't know why she wasn't moving why wasn't she moving and then one girl looked over to where some of the flashes had come from and she disappeared and left a rainbow behind her and then there was more screaming and I shut my eyes and then someone picked me up and I was being carried and I think it was Pinkie because she smelled like cotton candy but then there was another boom and I screamed and I couldn't feel Pinkie or the ground or anything but wind and then I hit something and it hurt and then I woke up.
I hate nightmares. I hate remembering what happened. It all happened so fast, and it was so confusing and scary while it was happening. Why do I have to have nightmares that remind me of how confusing and scary it was?
I've been staring at the ocean and thinking for a long time now. The fishing pole hasn't moved, so I don't think there's any fish.
"Hey Lily." Sunset says from behind me. I didn't hear her coming, since the ocean makes noise and the sand is soft, but I'm not surprised.
"Hey." I answer, looking out at the waves. Sunset sits down next to me, staring out in the same direction I am. I look over at her. She looks tired and dirty. She always looks tired and dirty, now. I think I probably do, too.
The Sun is setting, and it's beautiful. I wish it wasn't. I don't want to be here. I don't want to think about my old babysitters. I want to be in my bed, in my house, with my parents, reading a story I've never read before. Everything feels wrong, and the beautiful Sun makes me angry inside.
Being angry makes me brave, so I finally ask Sunset the question I've wanted to ask since we first saw the island.
"Sunset, why did we come here?"
She looks at me for a moment. She doesn't look surprised that I waited so long to ask. Maybe she knows what I've been thinking.
"That's sort of a long story, Lily." she answers. She doesn't sound upset, or like she doesn't want to answer. She just sounds tired.
"I like long stories." I say. It's true. I was the first person in my class to read a whole chapter book by myself. Sunset looks back at the ocean.
"Okay. What did Pin-" Sunset makes a small choking noise, closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, then continues, "What do you know about my friends and our magic?"
I shrug. "Pinkie just said you girls have magic powers and you use them to help people, like superheroes. Then she proved it by making a cookie explode."
Sunset's face twists in a way that reminds me of a smile, but definitely isn't one.
"That's right. The thing is, the magic we have doesn't just come from inside of us. It's originally from a whole other world."
I'm staring at Sunset now. I love a good story.
"The world the magic is from is kind of like this one, but it's also very different. Almost everyone there can use magic in one form or another, and the magic itself is everywhere." Now Sunset is actually smiling, but it doesn't look like it quite fits, somehow.
"And get this: a lot of people in this other world are magical talking ponies."
I gasp. Horses are my third favorite thing, after pirates and dragons. Sunset's smile fits a little better, for a moment, but then it leaves her face entirely.
"There was a portal, a door, to that world in front of Canterlot High. That's the high school my friends and I went to, if you didn't know. But we also accidentally found a second door to the magic world, once. It was on this island."
"Really?!" I almost shout. I don't remember ever being so excited. "Are we going to go there?!"
Sunset looks mad now, and I wonder if I said something wrong.
"That was the plan, Lily, but there was something about the door that I didn't realize. Originally, the door in front of the school was only open some of the time, but... we changed that, and when we found the door on this island, I figured it must be open all the time, too, because what were the odds we would find it open when usually it's closed? Apparently, better than I thought! Because I dragged us both all the way out here, and the door isn't there! It's closed!"
Sunset stands up now, and I back away from her. I've never seen her mad like this before, and I'm scared.
"So now we're just stuck waiting here for who knows how long, until whatever Celestia-forsaken astral event lines up perfectly so that we can get through to Equestria! And why are we doing this? Why are we surviving on tree nuts and berries and whatever water can be scrounged up from the jungle floor?! BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO!"
I'm crying, and I try to keep it quiet, because I don't want Sunset to turn and start yelling at me, but I can't stop the sniff when my nose starts to run. Sunset turns to look at me, and I back away again. Suddenly, she doesn't look angry anymore. Now she looks like she might start crying, too.
"Lily, I- I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have snapped like that. I... I just... I can't-" Sunset does start crying, and falls down onto the sand. I don't think she even realizes she's on the ground. I'm still crying, but I can't take my eyes off her. She cries for a long time without saying anything, and eventually I work up the courage to move over to her. I hug her as best as I can.
When I cried, her holding me helped. I want to help her, too.
Sunset grabs me and holds me tight and it hurts a little bit but I don't say anything about it because I don't think that's what's important right now. She's still crying and I feel her tears getting my clothes wet and honestly she smells kind of bad but that's not important right now either. There's the sound of the waves on the beach beside us but that isn't important because Sunset's still crying and her sniffs and hiccups and sobs are the only sounds that matter to me, until she finally speaks again.
"It's- it's all my fault, Lily." Sunset says, "I brought the magic here. I unleashed it on your world. That monster got it... and it's all my fault! Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Twilight, Fluttershy- the whole city- died because of me! The whole world- because of me! I didn't- I'm so sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry..."
Died. It's a word reserved for some of the stories my mom bought me because I'm "a big girl now". I don't really understand it, but I know that it means a person is gone.
And they're never coming back.
I hold onto Sunset as hard as I can, and she holds me, too, and she keeps saying "sorry", and I keep holding her, and we're both crying.
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Kaiser Wyvern
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562312
| 1 |
Griffons,Other,Princess Celestia,Princess Luna,Alternate Universe,Drama,Tragedy,Equestria at War,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Death,Gore,Profanity,Sex,Violence
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Long May Harmony Reign
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Harmony and ruthless pragmatism don't usually go together, but for the 16-year-old Kaiser they seem the logical match. Inheriting a realm on the brink of collaspe for the second time in four decades, Grover is willing to do what he must to survive.
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<p>Grover is set to inherit a fickle realm. The rule of the Archons has become stagnant, and the nobility have strengthened their reactionary cause. The people suffering are ready to turn to revolution once more, and the Republic up north has Equestria’s support. He had waited twelve years to sit upon his throne, and in that time two ideas have shaped his plan to rule. Ruthless pragmatism and a stab at harmony; after all, harmony worked for Equestria.</p><p>Across the pond, millions dead and new political debates given the limelight, Equestria is no-more the stagnant giant. The diarchal rule of Celestia and Luna survived chaotic riots at the end of the Great War and determined to secure its political dominance before and not after total war. In tandem with its interventionist turn, Equestrian politics seems more divided than ever on the nature of their Princesses and their Parliament.</p>
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teen
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2024-07-26T20:45:37+00:00
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2024-07-31T23:56:15+00:00
| 607 |
Grover grasped the imperial seal pinned to his red sashes as he entered the foyer, taking a seat close to the door whilst his guards flanked either side. Their dark green attire contrasted with Grover’s imperial purple regalia. The servant that had welcomed him in returned to the upper floors of the manor, Grover watching them disappear into a darkness that was quickly dissipated by lamps.
The grand room was lined with a dozen arts native to Feathisia. Traditional Feathisian art was paired with the recent trends that placed the common people – not the divine or noble – focal. He rested his sight on one of the contemporary paintings, letting the contrast that was the first sight of any entering the Grand Duke’s home settle in his mind. It was thought-provoking by itself, though Grover expected such coming from the griffon he knew. His thoughts were cut short as the older bird that called this mansion home walked down the stairs at the end of the foyer, the lights shining unto him in contrast to the darkness that encompassed his servant on the way up.
“Young Kaiser.” Gerlach greeted from across the foyer, Grover responding with a nod and subtle adjustment of his glasses. There was little for Grover to assume from what was said and how it was said. However, what wasn't said can sometimes inform much more than what was. Regarding the duke, Grover knew the diplomatic tone must have been hiding turmoil. None whose home was made their prison could ever be truly settled, no less an ambitious yet caring griffon like Gerlach was a decade ago.
The only thing that mattered to Grover was that very ambition. Right now, he needed the architect of Feathisian democracy, the Grand Duke the commoners adored across the Herzland. He needed him to forgo this imprisonment, the undoing of his life’s work by the imperial regent. It might not be an easy task, but Grover imbued the confidence befitting of his imperial title.
“Eros is dead.” The statement was blunt, but despite the bird having been the oldest on the continent by decades, Gerlach only showed a fleeting stare that was quickly defeated by his relaxed demeanour.
“It took twelve years.” Gerlach paused before approaching Grover, “I cannot see his doctrine of repression working for much longer. Given your presence, I presume you know that.”
Grover took a moment before he replied, reflecting upon the Feathisian art as mental guidance. One of the traditionalist paintings depicted the ducal palace here at De Vleugels, which was built reminiscent of the imperial palace back at Griffenheim. A palace from which Grover witnessed just how desperate of a situation the Reich was in; just two Kaisers ago it stood as Equestria’s equal. Alas, such was not to last. Grover drifted to the following painting that depicted commoners parading around the orange-and-yellow cockade. Such stories must have been witnessed by the Equestrian Princess time-and-time again for millennium.
The painting opposite depicted the imperial regent himself, Archon Eros VII, visiting De Vleugels to a crowd of commoners. It focused upon their varied reactions far more than the Archon. Grover had seen such reactions personally; commers hiding their spite – for ones they lost or hope that had been crushed – just to receive the charity of the Archon. Confliction was on every face Grover had ever seen in those crowds, gratefulness and hatred blended just as depicted.
The painting seemed accurate. Grover witnessed the Archon's ignorance personally, plaguing the entire regency council. Not one of them seemed wiser to the confliction upon the commoners was feeding the fuel for revolution, and what little they did understand seemed to only further the people's repression. Their only legacy being the fragile state Grover was to inherit, and the Kaiser had long learnt to hide his frustrated temptations from the outside world.
What in his mind felt like an eternity of reflection was just a few glances around the foyer to
the Grand Duke, unknowing of his admiration. “Eros has handed me a throne that will be soon beset on all sides by enemies; revolutionaries, nobles, and theocrats alike.” Grover looked Gerlach in the eyes, “If I continue down the path Eros has strayed, there will be fewer friendly faces around me than even my father.” And they won’t fail at regicide twice, Grover continued in silence but thought better than vocalising the grim prediction.
"Follow." He spoke softly as he turned towards the stairs, Grover following without saying a word, only waving a wing to halt his guards. They walked down a corridor on the upper floor, entering a nearby private study that seemed too modest for the grand country mansion it called home.
Gerlach took a seat in an armchair in the corner of the study, flanked by tall bookcases containing a plethora of books, from legal cases to fiction new and old. A similar seat was placed on the opposite corner of the room, flanked by short shelves that housed random items that included stationery and memorabilia, as well as being below one of the room’s two windows. The other was behind at the desk that dominated the back of the room.
“I’m surprised you came here.” Grover nodded in response.
“Eros never spoke highly of you but…” His words dragged on, “Your letters.” He cut short.
“Advice was the least I could do, Grover. So tell me, what’s the atmosphere down in Griffenheim?”
“Could be better." He shrugged, "Revolutionaries seem to want my head more now-than-ever. Aquileia and Karthinia seem ready to pounce on the corpse of my Reich, and the Federation is hardly any less ambitious.” Grover matched his list with motions of his claws.
“Could be. Is the threat of imminent revolution serious?” Gerlach leant forward.
“Serious enough that Benito hates the idea of me leaving the imperial palace, no less to talk to a traitor.” Gerlach subtly shifted his head.
“Benito is a good commander.” Gerlach admitted softly. “I pleaded to Eros that his repression, that his wars would not help revive Griffonia. Perhaps he would have listened if I had not sided against him.”
“Do you regret siding with Gabriela?”
“No.” Whilst his eyes stared directly at the Kaiser, Grover noticed no discernible change in his expression, “She… my wife may be ambitious, but I could have swayed her.” He could swear he heard a hint of desperation; such would make sense after a decade to brew on it all.
“And if she betrayed you like Eros betrayed those that sided with him?”
“My imprisonment here would have hurt in ways Eros could have never inflicted” His eyes swayed towards the door, Grover followed and noticed the painting above.
“Father…” He said lightly. “If only he wasn’t so weak.” Gerlach said nothing as his eyes returned to the Kaiser for a brief moment, “The revolutionaries, the nobles, the archons… they all preyed upon my father’s weakness.”
“I was no different. I led the forces that betrayed his son.”
“No!” Grover’s wings extended, but he calmly readjusted them moments later. “You aren’t the same. You fought for the people of Feathisia, not selfish interests. You’re something my aunt could never be. Truly noble.”
“Most don’t see it that way.” He said weakly, “They view me as the traitor to the Kaiser I am.”
“They don’t care whether you betray the Kaiser or not. They care whether you betrayed them. You never did.”
“Keeping my principles does not undo the consequences of Eros’ mistakes.”
“Revolution.” Gerlach hummed in agreement. “What Kaiser would I be to let revolution do my job.” Grover said with a smirk. “Our Reich will face a hard decade, and I can’t steer this sinking ship alone. I want you as my Prime Minister.”
Gerlach paused as Grover extended his claw. “Prime Minister?” While it was clear to Grover he intended to say more, however Gerlach cut his tongue.
“Well, I heard some people really like having a Prime Minister.” He kept his claw extended.
“Prime Minister is not a title to flaunt. The implications it brings forth could define your regime.” Grover finally returned his claws to his side.
“I’ve thought about it. As much as I’d like to take this country under my wing, it’s not yet ready. I need a second pair so our Reich can handle the load.”
Gerlach corrected his posture to be more regal “Eros has handed you a realm on spilled blood. Gabriela or the Archons deal much better with that.”
“Spilled blood is the status-quo that we both know is leading our Reich astray. It doesn’t matter how well Gabriela or Erion handle blood-politics, I’m not interested in it. It's too messy and too brutish to work. I have different ideas for Griffonia.”
“What ideas would those be?” Gerlach asked, causing Grover to stand up and move towards the window beside his chair. He pushed the curtains aside and waving his claws towards the glistening sun.
“Those of Princess Celestia.” Grover stated with authority as a strong smile broke across Gerlach’s face.
Times of Griffenheim
Luna Supports Gerlach as Imperial Prime Minister
In contrast to her sister reaffirming opposition to the Grover dynasty and support for the Republican government, Luna has come out in support of the Imperial Prime Minister while stopping short of endorsing the Grover dynasty.
In a statement made at 16:13 Griffenheim-time, Princess Luna stated “The appointment of Gerlach IV as Prime Minister bodes well for the Griffonian Empire, heralding a more prudent regime. I am hopeful for a bright future in the Herzland with Gerlach at its helm, a sentiment I am pleased to voice with all the liberties afforded to me as an Equestrian citizen."
The move was considered a surprise even by Equestrian correspondents due to its contrast to her sister’s continued support for the Griffonian Republic…
Grover threw the newspaper on the table Gerlach was working on, who was wearing navy-blue military regalia with a decorative collar embroiled with golden lace. For his part, Grover wore his typical royal purple regalia, but had forgone the sash and wore more authoritative epaulettes, while the imperial seal was maintained pinned to his chest. Gerlach seated near the head of a table that fitted dozens of people; designed for the entire privy council, cabinet, and more. The size of the room left plenty of space for the central table, seeming more like a hall than was strictly necessary. As with any room of semi-importance, the walls were pristine white marble with regal red contrasts that conveyed the supposed grandeur of the dying Reich. In this instance, the grandeur dwarfed the pair.
“Didn’t catch this. Luna’s in support.” Grover rested his claws on either side of the paper, leaning towards the table and waiting for Gerlach to look up.
“I saw. You were busy with the press, so I organised a separate invite to your coronation. Celestia is sure to deny per tradition, however Luna may accept independently.” He continued to study the previous decade of treasury reports.
“Should’ve told me straight away. It would be invaluable for my project.”
“Indeed. I spoke to her a few years ago, when De Vleugels was connected to the trans-Celestia telephone. She is incredibly persuasive and fiercely passionate. I would judge her as adept as rumour implies.” Gerlach finally looked up at the Kaiser, who was now looking out of the window into a finely groomed garden.
“Exactly why I want to speak to her. I’m anxious to get my project underway.”
“Luna may listen. She will also discuss uniformity.”
“She is a goddess.” Gerlach lightly coughed, Grover turned and rolled his eyes at him, “…a supposed goddess.” He continued softer, rebuiling the facade he let slip, “That’s entirely expected. But... Boreas-forbid if I touch the Archon’s precious traditions, we would be couped before I was even crowned.”
“She will not be easy to persuade.”
“I’ll just have to make it easy.” He paced towards Gerlach, “My project can’t be derailed into a spout with the archons. Not yet. She’s pragmatic. She’ll get it.”
“She is pragmatic.” Gerlach softly sighed, “But she is not naive. It will take care to ensure you sound constrained, not searching for an excuse. And of course, the more you tell her the more our enemies know our weakness.”
“Then this will be my first proper test, my first real-time speaking with a foreign leader.” Grover turned back towards the window. “Perhaps I could even fool Luna into thinking I’m weaker than I am. After all, I’m just a 16-year-old being dragged along by an elderly Grand Duke, scared of the upcoming struggle for power. If only I had a large minority of ponies backing me against the strings of the nobility and archons.” Grover was dripping with sarcasm, a paternal smile forming on Gerlach's face.
“The tone’s quite exaggerated. I doubt she views you as weak enough to fool.”
“Think she’s paid enough attention to me?”
“Most likely. Unlike our aristocrats, Luna and Celestia pay attention to small details. Such as that backdoor for press freedom you slipped through.”
He turned once again, “Guess centuries of privy does that; reformism it is then. I’ll send a telephone to her myself; personal code.”
“Now?”
“Unless you need my help with anything.”
“No. I can handle these reports myself, even if they are a headache. Been a decade free of the sensation. My wife and Ignatius are also waiting; can safely presume they want a place on the council.”
“They won’t be getting one.” Grover gritted his teeth. “They will be too outraged with me crowning myself, no different to the Archons.”
Gerlach scratched his wings before responding a few seconds later. “She will not be happy with me.”
“Apologies for that, but I can’t have reactionaries like her weakening me.”
“I know. Hopefully, I can delay any schemes she has.”
“Do…” Grover’s tone completely relaxed. “Do you love her?”
Gerlach smiled before responding. “Yes, but I love the people of the Reich more. If she divorces me over breaking my vows, it is a worthy sacrifice for you, nephew.”
“Thank you... uncle." Grover resisted a reciprocal smile, choosing to keep a sterner expression, "Eros never truly placed his faith in me. I would have been more of a victim to my court than my father. It wasn’t until his strokes in the last two years that I had any real experience with cabinet and privy, and even then, it was begrudgingly.”
Gerlach opened his beak to respond but thought better. Nevertheless, Grover caught the movement and spoke instead. “It’s alright, I know I was never going to reign as Kaiser under him.”
“I did not want to insult him. I may have opposed the griff, but he was there for you when I and especially your aunt were not; I could not insult him to your face.” Gerlach replied, looking down slightly.
“Wasn’t your fault he ripped up your constitution and put you under house arrest.” Grover giggled a bit.
“Humorous?” Gerlach looked back at the Kaiser.
“Just that it backfired so much. Soon you’ll be known as the architect of the Reich’s constitution, not just Feathisia’s.”
“Just as I always planned.” Gerlach playfully hummed.
After a few moments, Grover backed away. “Wish me like with the Princess of the Night.”
“Good luck, mein Kaiser,” Gerlach responded with a mix of formality and jest, causing
Grover to let out a small laugh as he left the room, quickly being flanked by Benito’s Barkginian Guard. It wouldn’t take the Kaiser long to reach his personal office, adjacent to his bedroom, leaving his security outside.
He flicked through his personal phone book, which had a list of key individuals the Kaiser may need at any time; one such listed was ‘Diarch of Equestria, Princess Luna’. Repeating the code into the phone, he began the call and took a seat. Within moments, he received a response from what was clearly a civil servant, speaking a rough but perfectly understandable Herzlander informing him that Luna would be with him soon. That ‘soon’ quickly turned into half an hour, but eventually, he had a response.
“Quite late to be receiving a call from yourself, Kaiser.” Luna began in a calm, regal Herzlander. Without knowing the voice from the few speeches he could find, he would have never recognised that the voice came from a foreigner, let alone an Equestrian diarch.
Should be mid-day for her, Grover thought to himself. “My apologies, Princess,” He matched her Herzlander with a perfect trans-Celestial Equestrian, mimicking the radio broadcasters that had become popular from Manehatten to Rottendedam. Despite the origin of the accent in radio, Grover maintained a regal nature not unlike Luna's Herzland. Nevertheless, his young age was not lost behind the manufactured accent or regal tone.
“Your Equestrian is admirable, Kaiser,” Luna replied in her own regal Equestrian.
“Thank you, Princess. Eros ensured I would have the best of educations, even if he seemed hesitant in my curiosity for Equestrian politics. After all, I couldn’t ignore the very image of modernity!”
“I shall keep that in mind.” Luna let out a polite laugh. “It is an unexpected honour to receive a personal call from you. Such were rare from your father and regent.”
“I’m afraid that will likely continue given Celestia’s statements on my reign.” Grover lied, rather expecting a dramatic increase in dialogue between himself and the Princesses.
“Is there more to this than trivial discussion?” Luna asked bluntly.
“Yes, there is. I have it that you spearheaded anti-discrimination against Thestrals?”
“That is correct…” Luna replied, giving Grover the impression that she was confused or concerned, though Grover questioned the sincerity of such emotions.
“As I imagine you know, my reign is in an… unstable position. Nobles, Archons, and revolutionaries alike waiting for any opportunity to take a slice of the pie that is my Reich.” Grover paused, allowing Luna to take in the information, “I’m looking for a solution to this issue, and you seem well regarded in such.”
“I suppose Gerlach suggested to find yourself a partner in myself?” Luna’s tone turned more maternal, and Grover assumed such indicated she was being truer to herself.
“I accepted his council, but the idea was mine alone.” Grover seethed behind the phone. “To be crude, Luna, discrimination is a failure. It fails to cement imperial rule beyond the Herzland and has for decades only weakened it. I have no interest in seeing it continue, and I know you wanted the same when it came to the Thestrals.”
“What prejudices are of particular concern to you?” Given the short while it took Luna to answer, her succint question clearly implied more curiosity.
“Ethnic-cultural. We expect every culture to speak our language, and make our institutes abide by that. It makes any business or bureaucracy in the Periphery or Vartai a nightmare,” Luna raised an eyebrow at that term, “which is having a compounding effect on their economy and worsening unrest. It's all exacerbated by my regent’s attempts at Herzlandification, and it’s no surprise such a naïve project failed.”
“Issues reminiscent of those endured by my dear Thestrals. A millennium of such hardship had left them forsaken and angry. The divide was left to fester for too long, my dear sister’s centuries of inaction to blame. I commend your recognition of the harm caused by linguistic repression; however, prejudices are a greater concern than mere language alone. Political and religious reforms will be necessary, Kaiser.”
“I am aware; however, my claws are tied. Political reforms I plan for are already ambitious, I cannot risk further tension with the nobility. I cannot touch Eros’ Act of Uniformity dare I not just weaken my reign but end any notion of personal freedom. The Archons are simply too entrenched in privy to dare oppose brashly.” Grover didn’t bother to restrict his passion for politics from slipping through, perhaps it would garner him favour through genuinity.
“Such justified my sister’s inaction. Are these truly the only reason you are hesitant?” Her question was clearly accusatory, though Grover expected such. He wanted such.
“I will govern however’s best for my subjects. My choice of Prime Minister should make that clear.” Luna felt the chill in Grover’s words, though such chill was entirely manufactured.
At least he possesses the wisdom to avoid the question, Luna thought to herself. “What reforms do you intend to bring forth? As limited as they may be, a flick of a pen shall not suffice.”
“Eros was wise enough to work with collaborators during his campaigns, many maintain close ties with Griffenheim. Increasing their role in local governance would allow the bureaucracy to start operating in the local language and simply report back in Herzlander.” Grover smirked behind the phone, “The ponies would be far harder to deal with due to their deep distrust; obvious given Eros turned a blind eye to the Reformisten.” Luna recoiled at the reference, “This… is where you come in. You can help reconciliation efforts between me and the hill-ponies.”
“You desire we serve as a middlepony between ponies and the endorsed decades of genocide?!” Compared to Luna’s inner shock, her reply was calm. Her disgust was still obvious to Grover, who was far from oblivious of the importance of his next word.
“Yes.”
Luna took a moment to reply, as if she was expecting more though its likely she knew that was all she was getting. “I shall not lend a hoof to a regime so complicit. Perhaps my sister is well founded to turn her back to your wretched dynasty.”
“You know very well that I was just a child!” Grover shot back methodically, returning to a colder tone afterwards. “I spent a week convincing Eros it was not just childish naiveté to have Wingfried hung.”
“Such makes no difference to those ponies." Luna's reply was calmer, more thougtful, "Your banner is no different to those that flew while they were slaughtered.”
“It could if you help me.” Grover was thankful his smirk remained hidden, it was easier when he didn't need to hide that too, “I’m still a child, I have a Prime Minister known for his liberal approach, and I would have the guiding claw of the Princess of equality.”
"And what if they perceive betrayal in me? What if I am regarded as a turncoat, lured by imperial riches?" Luna spat back, though Grover knew he had got what he wanted.
“That’s the risk we take as monarchs! The gods bestowed upon us a duty to every creature because only we have what it takes. Squander this gift and you are no better than Eros for doing the same.”
“Divinely-bestowed rights is not a belief of mine,” Luna said dismissively.
“Duties, not rights. And does it matter who gave us our duty?” There was a shake of discomfort in his voice, “Boreas gave me my crown, Celestia gave you yours, and the people gave the Kemerskais theirs. What matters is the duty we have and how we can better the world with it!” Luna paused to take in his words.
“Such is not the sole concern." Grover held back a sigh of relief, "My sister shall not permit me to simply trot over and aid a regime we do not even recognise.” Luna cringed as she realised her avoidance just like Grover earlier. Politically effective, politically effective, she reminded herself.
“Your Equestrian liberties suddenly disappear?”
“Really using my statement against me?”
“Oh, you’re surprised that the poor child Kaiser has a bite to match his screech?” Grover answered with extreme sarcasm. The beginning of a response from Luna was quickly interrupted. “Good! I want to be underestimated like that!”
Luna considered the ambition behind the young griff’s eloquence. “I’ll help.” She confirmed behind a sigh “Just how?”
“My Prime Minister is already onto that. You should soon receive a separate invitation to my coronation, as a ‘private citizen of notoriety’ rather than a world leader. Celestia can’t prevent you from your Equestrian liberties.”
“It could harm the influence of my Lunarists in privy.” Her counter was fleeting.
“The Solarists are barely hanging onto full control after the Great War. You can afford to attend a major coronation.”
“Privy is hardly secure. I fear an unnecessary absence will exacerbate such.”
“Celestia is the most capable leader in history; she won't falter with your absence!” Grover paused for a moment realising his excitement. “Lunarists backed the idea of a vote; shouldn’t parliament not fear you?”
“We do, but I wish to convince Celestia, not undermine her,” Luna said sternly.
“Hmmm.” Grover thought out loud, clearly faking such, “The Volksfront is holding a convention following my coronation. Gerlach will be lobbying on our behalf, so perhaps you join your old friend and make something of the convention.”
“You have a proposal for all, do you not?”
“It’s easy to present a solution to clear excuses. Your strawgriffs were clearly genuine, but these last ones have been far from so.” Grover responded. “Tell me what’s the issue?” Grover dropped the trans-Celestia, speaking Equestrian in a friendly Griffenheimer accent.
“There are none” There was a hint of dejection Grover picked up on, offering a private smile at the response.
“Okay.” He mirrored her maternal tone.
“I’ll be there for your coronation.” Following she promptly hung up the phone and made her way to a nearby table, quickly gulping down a glass of water. Like clockwork, Luna’s secretary, a small brown mare, entered the room.
“Everything alright, your highness?” They hung around the door waiting for an answer.
“Yes.” Luna smiled at her secretary, “It is merely that I am about to trot into the trap of an young ruler.”
Her secretary subtly titled her head. “Am I missing something, your highness?”
“No, the customary response would have offered a polite decline. Celestia would have.” Luna moved towards the door and subtly flicked her mane, “I am just indulging in a touch of ambition, perhaps.”
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Harmony and ruthless pragmatism don't usually go together, but for the 16-year-old Kaiser they seem the logical match. Inheriting a realm on the brink of collaspe for the second time in four decades, Grover is willing to do what he must to survive.
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<p>Grover is set to inherit a fickle realm. The rule of the Archons has become stagnant, and the nobility have strengthened their reactionary cause. The people suffering are ready to turn to revolution once more, and the Republic up north has Equestria’s support. He had waited twelve years to sit upon his throne, and in that time two ideas have shaped his plan to rule. Ruthless pragmatism and a stab at harmony; after all, harmony worked for Equestria.</p><p>Across the pond, millions dead and new political debates given the limelight, Equestria is no-more the stagnant giant. The diarchal rule of Celestia and Luna survived chaotic riots at the end of the Great War and determined to secure its political dominance before and not after total war. In tandem with its interventionist turn, Equestrian politics seems more divided than ever on the nature of their Princesses and their Parliament.</p>
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Grover looked out across the palace square being warmed by the early sun. Kaiser’s College was partially visible from his quarters. He only spent just a year there, and what little he learnt was more useful when compared to what wasn’t. War classes were the one exception.
In contrast to the patriotism of his older peers, Grover felt only apathy for the very idea of military theory. He couldn’t deny admiration for conquerors like Arantigos and Grover the Great, but it was fleeting. Fittingly, his windowsill was home to two items: an old Karthinian wreath and an Equestrian crown. It was claimed by the Imperial Palace that were once worn by the First Karthinian Kaiser and Celestia respectively, but such was unlikely. Nevertheless, they were the very symbols of the brutal manipulation and benevolent exterior he aspired to.
His skin jumped as the sun glistened off his shoulders, the difficulty of the task ahead once again led his mind astray. The First Kaiser and Celestia excelled in their respective talents, perhaps being the most cunning and propagandised statecreatures in history. Following in their steps was possible; Grover knew it. He knew Luna’s aid would bring the ponies to his side, he knew he could rely on the commoners and military to oppose the archons and hochadel. But none of that made the thought any easier, nor made the heat of Celestia’s sun on his shoulders any less apparent. Perhaps in bringing his form harmony to Griffonia, Grover would fly too close to Celesta’s sun.
With the sun beginning to strike his face, Grover pushed his talons off the balcony and headed through his quaint office and towards the door. When his father died, Grover rejected the opportunity to move into the imperial room; the idea being too traumatising for the then-fledgling. And in the twelve years since, Grover never moved in and with his transition to power requested a room adjected to the cabinet office. Grover lightly opened the door, the older griffon already at work.
“Hope I haven’t been keeping you.” He greeted in a soft voice.
“No worries, young Kaiser.” Gerlach gestured towards a kettle and coffee, Grover taking the invitation and pouring cups for the pair.
“Is my aunt in Griffenheim yet?” Grover tapped his claws on the desk before picking up the cups.
“Yes. She arrived late last night.”
“Have you seen her?” He asked softly, taking his seat beside Gerlach.
“Yes.” Gerlach’s reply was just as soft, aided by a subtle smile, “I welcomed her from Central and set her up in the east wing. She is very… eager to see you once again.”
“Of course she is.” The softness in Grover’s voice disappeared. “You know she never wrote to me once?”
Gerlach leant back into the chair and shuffled an inch, “Eros did oversee most letters into the palace. He even intercepted mine, after all.”
“Did she ever bring it up?” His eyes locked onto Gerlach and narrowed as he awaited a response.
“No.” His admission was nearly toneless, “She never seemed concerned once.”
“Then you know she is only here because she thinks you control me.” Grover’s left wing twitched behind him.
“How are you going to approach her?”
“I’ll play to her assumptions.” Like a flip of a switch, Grover’s body relaxed into his chair, “It will make her easier to deal with if she drops her guard and says something treasonous”
“There is a simpler way of achieving that.”
“I’m not using you to bring down your wife.” As satisfying as that would be, “It may be easy, but burning bridges with my duumvirate partner, willing or not, would be foolish.”
“You consider this a duumvirate?” Gerlach raised his eyebrows.
“I soon expect it to be a triumvirate with Bronzetail. Your influence over me will make Gabriela and Eros look feeble in comparison.”
Which is unfortunate, Grover thought to himself and rested his head into his talons, as much as I need Gerlach and Elias, forfeiting such authority has… poor historical precedent. I just hope I don’t end up being Lark Antony; that would make a tragedy for the history books.
“You are correct. I have not really considered the dynamics of our relationship yet.”
“It’s why I chose you. Ambition without lust makes you valuable.” Your magical ability to build bridges doesn’t hurt, either. “Means it doesn’t matter that our ideals diverge.”
“Oppose my ideals of democracy, I presume.” Gerlach’s accusation took Grover by surprise, though there was no harm in indulging him.
“Yes.” Grover left his answer to sit before continuing, swirling his half-empty coffee in his talons “There’s merits in it, can’t allow another revolution so I will compromise, but I envy Celestia. I envy that she can stare her people down and tell them ‘no’ when they get ideas of replacing her. I envy her real control over Equestria, the kind we haven’t had since Grover the Great.” Grover placed his coffee down, leant back to look at the intricate ceiling, his wings sprawled out, and he let out a soft sigh, “But alas I do not sit in Canterlot, nor do I rule over the strongest empire the world has ever seen. I sit in a façade of a palace hiding a brittle realm my predecessors handed onto me; to fix or… die trying.”
Gerlach paused while he took in his nephew’s words, a small smile eventually forming on his face, “Eros try to beat those harmonic ideals out of you?”
“Yeah” Grover chuckled, “Had a copy of Twilight’s Journal burned when he caught me reading it. Luckily, he thought I was a child too incompetent to have more than one.”
Gerlach chuckled as well. “I am glad you held onto such an independent soul.”
“If I didn’t, our Reich would very soon find itself a Republic.” Grover shifted to a regal posture, “The archons tried anything yet?”
“Proteus wanted access to you last night, ignoring me completely. I have Bronzetail to thank for keeping him away. Erion set off from Romau overnight, should be in Griffenheim soon.”
Grover rested his claws below his chin, “Try to organise a private meeting with Erion and Proteus, I need to keep them docile for the time being.” Grover stood up and began to pace back and forth within Gerlach’s vision, his eyes tracing the Kaiser as he did.
“How do you plan to deal with them?” Gerlach took a deep sip from his coffee.
“It’s quite simple; without Eros, those two will bicker endlessly. I just need to spark that flame, and finding the kindle is on you.”
“I’ll find something, Kaiser.” Gerlach returned to the paperwork in front of him while Grover exited the room, Benito close behind.
The morning wind blew strong across the square, the palace wings funnelling it from the central avenue that led to the palace. Except for the statue of Grover the Great, the wind blew freely. While it ruffled Grover’s feathers and sent a chill across his body, Grover gave little physical recoil. It was good to feel the same winds Grover the Great did all those years ago.
He entered the east wing through an identical door that he left the west wing through, shining white with overly intricate golden ornamentation. Grover internally laughed at the utter contrast between the glamour of the palace and the impoverishment of millions across the Herzland. Yet Eros and Gabriela offered nought but gold and bread; pathetic bribes the spirit of Kemerskai made pointless.
Inside of the east wing was no less lavish than the west. The same marble linings, royal red decals, and the parquet flooring that still shined enough to show Grover his reflection; pitiful. It was at the further end of this wing that the short-lived Reichsparlament was established. Far from that chamber, Gabriela had chosen the most lavish quarters. Such was no surprise for the heiress presumptive to have chosen the only room that matched her elegance.
The doors to the lobby were only marginally smaller than the side doors that lead to the square, and the inside maintained appearances. Roughly half the size of the cabinet office, it could fit half a dozen easily, four on the central cream couches. Grover took his seat opposing the doors to Gabriela’s room, subtly adjusted his glasses.
Continuing to do so for a mindless few minutes before the doors opposite opened, Gabriela emerging just as Grover settled his glasses. The pink griffon quickly exclaimed Grover’s name, the Kaiser simply nodding and smiling in response.
“I wasn’t expecting you so early. When the news of your premier broke, I knew I had to come down.” Her words came out rushed and unprepared, though for most her natural elegance would cover. But it wasn’t enough for Grover, and it was clear to him she’d awoken minutes ago; at least her lies won’t leave her beak prepped.
“I truly appreciate it, auntie.” The lie rolled off his tongue as if it were second nature. “Eros’ passing was a shock to all of us here. Uncle will be a lifeline in helping me rule for myself.” Gabriela took her seat opposite Grover, Benito maintaining his a glare in her direction.
“He has always been an amazing statesgriff. I married him for a reason.” Gabriela smiled as he mentioned her husband, “I was wondering why you gave him Prime Minister of all titles?”
“It was the title that his Grand Duchy used. I thought it would be familiar for him.” It’s popular, that’s the only reason.
“You should know that it’s a title that holds a lot of weight, especially in the talons of my husband. While certainly no republican, my husband does have sympathies like them, and that title is heavily associated with that.”
“Ah.” Grover internally cringed at his performance. “I know. Gerlach says it will help mend the gap that has formed between me and the commoners, and I think it will. Uncle was passionate about mending that gap to keep me safe from another revolution.” The words may have been true, but the lack of authority communicated made them feel like lies. The false persona was already grating Grover just as much as Gabriela was; it’s so weak, so naïve, so pathetic.
“Perhaps you should consider widening your circle of advisors? Most nobles don’t like these sorts of… projects my husband entertains.” She replied with a smile as fake as Grover’s acting, making it more than obvious where she was heading.
“You want to help?”
“My talons are here if you or my husband ever need it.”
“I don’t know if more nobles in my court will help. Eros always warned me of their greed, and Uncle seems hesitant as well.”
“Well…” Gabriela began. “There are some nobles that don’t deserve the right Boreas bestowed upon them, but the Archons have successfully removed them. There is nothing to worry about from nobles like me and my husband.” Her response was predictable, a part of Grover was joyous at how easy this was, but another part was disappointed.
“Why did you and uncle fight Eros?” Grover continued his façade of naivete.
“We just didn’t agree on how the Reich should have been run, and we were both very verdant that the other was wrong.” Poor response.
“Eros called you and uncle traitors.” Grover probed. “Why did you betray him?”
“We considered him just as much a traitor.” Perfect, “That’s all in the past, I’m here for you now.”
“You consider my late regent a traitor?” Grover egged her on, trying his best to hide the smirk he ever so wanted to show off.
“It’s all in the past.” Gabriela tapped her wing against the seat, Grover’s eyes darting to the movement. She’s getting nervous.
“He always said everything he did was entrusted to him by Boreas until I’m old enough to take on Boreas’ burden. Do you mean to say I’m a traitor to the Reich too?” Nowhere for you to go, is there now?
“No, you could never be a traitor as the Kaiser!” Her defence was brash and thoughtless, not waiting a moment, “Eros leading the Reich astray was his betrayal to you, to us all!”
Got her.
He audially sighed, crossed his legs and rested his elbows on his knees. “Benito!” Grover’s tone snapped; the façade being swept away in an instant. Benito quickly obeyed his kaiser, the small detail that had accompanied Grover closing all the lobby doors and leaving the Kaiser and his aunt alone.
“Grover?” Gabriela let an inch of worry slip through her façade.
Grover stood up, “You rebel against the authority of my regent,” Grover pointed one claw up, “at his death seek to manipulate the Kaiser he acted in authority of,” Grover lifted a second claw, “and then dare call him a traitor, and your Kaiser in the process?” Grover’s tone was more refined than ever as he lifted a third claw, “You dare treat me like a child you cared for?” he quickly snapped all three claws down.
“Grover?”.
“Kaiser!” Grover barked.
“Kaiser,” Gabriela corrected, “I never intended to rebel against your authority. We could not let Eros drive the Reich into the ground.” Excuses.
“Gerlach and Othmar fought for their righteous constitutions. What did you fight for?”
“To prevent the Reich from falling! You must see the horrid state we are in!” Grover shook his head.
“Lies.” His tone was much softer yet remained regal, as if he was scolding a disappointing child. “I know the horrid state of my Reich much more than you, and your lust for power would only continue its decline. This betrayal of Boreas’ trust. Tell me why I shouldn’t have you executed for treason? Maar, allowing the revolutionaries to lynch you might even save my reign.” Grover finally let that growing smirk emerge as he let out the threat.
“I always fought for you.” She replied sternly, regaining her composure, “I never intended for it to go the way it did”
“You can’t even answer a simple question; all you intended was to be the one in my chair. Do you truly want to help?”
“Of course! The Kaiserpartei has regained a lot of its influence amongst the Niederer Adel. They will be vital in supporting your rule.”
“I’m perfectly aware of what the Kaiserpartei can and cannot be used for.” Grover said sternly, “I have no interest in it being the foundation of my rule like the Rat der Drei was the foundation of Eros’.”
“Grov-” He flexed his wings, “Kaiser, you cannot push both us and the archons aside. It will…”
“It. Will. What.”
Gabriela sighed before replying, adjusting her posture to be upright, “The Hochadel and Archonates are the pillars of this Reich.” Her tone had shifted as well, from her usual elegance to something more… ruthless, “The civil war was between us, between me and Eros, and it was nothing more.”
“That’s where you’re wrong, Duchess. It’s not the nobles or archons at the heart of my Reich.” Grover smirked at Gabriela. “It’s the people and their indomitable martial spirit. It’s the Reichsarmee and the commoners.” Gabriela’s eyes squinted ever so slightly, but she stayed silent, “Understanding that was how a lowly artillery officer claimed himself Presidential-Marshall but a mile from where we are. Understanding her people and their spirit is how Celestia has ruled uncontested for millennia. I don’t need you, aunt. I need Gerlach, I need Elias.”
“Kemerskai? Celestia?” She half tutted, “Taking inspiration from them?”
Grover rolled his eyes, “Says the person who lost power a decade ago. I want you to be honest with me, Eagleclaw, what reason do you have to not follow Celestia’s shadow?” I know the answer, of course.
“Have you read their manifestos? Seen their armies? It's everything the Reich stands against.”
It wasn’t a surprise to Grover that Celestia’s harmony, harmony in general, was dismissed by the traditional powers of the Reich. After all, it was the antithesis of their rule. The ignorance nevertheless frustrated him.
“Yes. I saw Pegasi regiments crush Ebonwing’s panzers in Cloudburry. Not long before I saw the body of the President-Marshall hang. Tell me, do you think we’ll ever be able to defeat an Equestrian army in their rebellious backyard?”
Gabriela collected her thoughts, “No.”
“Do you think my father’s rule was good for my Reich?”
“Your father was a great griff!” Gabriela was extremely quick to answer.
“I don’t care whether my father was a great griff, I care whether he was a great kaiser.”
Grover reiterated methodically.
Gabriela tapped her claws against each other, Grover counting each tap as it landed, “No.”
Grover let another smirk emerge on his beak, “Then let’s move forward. Keep the Kaiserpartei in check, and I’ll keep the Rat der Drei in check.” Grover extended his claws casually, “Oh, and of course I won’t have you or any other aristocrats lynched.”
“Abandoning both of us will only make you like your grandfather.”
Grover stood up, retracting his claw and raised his voice, “I will not fail like he did. Like my father did.”
“You are young… Grover. Just sixteen. If the realities don’t set in now, they will soon enough.”
“Grover the Great was twenty-two when he took the throne. The First Karthinian Kaiser was nineteen when he joined the second triumvirate. Arantigious the Great was just twenty when he set to conquer Griffonia.”
“Thousands have failed to live up to their legacies. It’s dangerous to fly so close to Boreas' sun.”
“You just don’t understand, do you?” Grover placed his claw couch arm, “We don’t have a choice. Dream high or we will all be lynched like my father should have been!”
“You always,” Gabriela started slowly, “always have a choice. Implement my reforms, calm the archons, the nobility, and the commoners by not rocking the boat. Don’t fail like Grover IV, don’t spend your time fighting when you could govern.”
“Your reforms were never going to be enough, Duchess,” Grover growled. “The commoners still hate us, no matter how much gold and bread Eros threw at them. They hate us because we refuse to listen to the song they sing.”
“So, you want to be like Celestia?” Gabriela asked exasperated, “When her subjects sung she let them get away, just to get stabbed in the rear. So much for her harmony and friendship.”
“Severyana was a blackhole for Equestrian agriculture. You don’t rule over those that want to kill you; you either let them go or die.”
“All you’ve told me is how much everyone wants to kill us. Your grand idea to give up? That’s how you want to honour your father’s legacy?”
“Fuck his failed legacy.” Grover yelled harshly, “I am not any other Grover.”
Gabriela’s eyes rose to Grover as he lashed his talons towards her, barely enough time to comprehend his actions. As his claws grasped her neck, she felt a sharp pain just as her body was dragged forward and onto the ground, directly below the Kaiser. Grover stared downwards; his eyes focused on his bloodied talons in silence bar Gabriela’s rapid pulse. Without breaking the silence, Grover extended his bloodied claws down to Gabriela, the duchess returning a blank stare that saw nothing behind his glasses.
“Gerlach couldn’t have…” She murmured as she accepted his talon. Grover continued to stand, using his sleeves to subtly rub at his claws.
“Gerlach is the only reason I didn’t have Bronzetail deliver you to the revolutionary mob. I hope you take that threat seriously now.” His voice was cold. “Now, do we have a deal, Duchess?” There was barely a façade of a question.
“Yes, Kaiser.” Gabriela held the side of her neck, staining her claws, “What now?”
“The obvious.” His voice had switched tones in a heartbeat, echoing his earlier regal authority, “I need you to pledge your eternal loyalty to me personally. Not to the Reich, not to the Crown, not even to the people. To Grover von Greifenstein, sixth of his name, the Kaiser of Griffonkind.”
Gabriela looked at Grover with uneven breathes, “I, Duchess of Strawberry… Gabriela Eagleclaw, pledge eternal loyalty to Grover von Greifenstein… sixth of his name, the Kaiser of Griffonkind.” Her pledge was clearly half-hearted, but that was enough for Grover.
“You’ll await here in this palace until further notice. Feel free to visit your husband or enjoy the wonders of the imperial capital but remain here. I’ll need your services soon enough, aunt.” Rather than endearing, aunt now stung the duchess to her core.
“Yes, Kaiser.” The satisfaction at her submission was crushed by the feeling of blood dripping down his talons. His mind of course exaggerate the true extent, but it was enough to irritate him.
“Benito!” The dog instantly entered the room, flanked by two guards. Benito looked at the Kaiser’s claws but said and expressed nothing. “Ensure she has the best protection we can offer. We couldn’t afford for her to be harmed, now can we aunty?”
Gabriela remained seated, looking down at her claws for minutes after Grover had left. Two guards were left with her, not bothering her but neither giving her the privacy she desired. She had to reach for a clothe herself. Memories flashed through the duchess’ mind from years ago. First the archon’s abuse of the people for their power, and now her nephew was foolishly following in the shadow of a foreign monarch. No, it’s not his fault. He has no choice but to submit to Celestia’s ‘harmony’. This is my fault. I failed them, I failed them all. Boreas… forgive me.
On the other side of the lobby’s doors, Grover rested his back against a marble wall and looked at the ceiling. This one’s a lot less interesting, Grover chuckled to himself. He used his sleeves to rub at his claws again. Out, out, out, he yelled internally as a guard handed him a clothe that finally allowed his claws to return to their natural colour.
“A change of clothes, Your Majesty?” Benito asked, Grover continuing to look up.
“I’ll deal with that back at my quarters. Inform Gerlach I’m done.”
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Harmony and ruthless pragmatism don't usually go together, but for the 16-year-old Kaiser they seem the logical match. Inheriting a realm on the brink of collaspe for the second time in four decades, Grover is willing to do what he must to survive.
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<p>Grover is set to inherit a fickle realm. The rule of the Archons has become stagnant, and the nobility have strengthened their reactionary cause. The people suffering are ready to turn to revolution once more, and the Republic up north has Equestria’s support. He had waited twelve years to sit upon his throne, and in that time two ideas have shaped his plan to rule. Ruthless pragmatism and a stab at harmony; after all, harmony worked for Equestria.</p><p>Across the pond, millions dead and new political debates given the limelight, Equestria is no-more the stagnant giant. The diarchal rule of Celestia and Luna survived chaotic riots at the end of the Great War and determined to secure its political dominance before and not after total war. In tandem with its interventionist turn, Equestrian politics seems more divided than ever on the nature of their Princesses and their Parliament.</p>
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The face that looked back at him was cold. If one was to take a glancing look, they might call it kind, but Grover knew what was behind his eyes. One only had to look to his stained sleeves to glimpse the parts of him Grover tried to keep hidden. I wonder what you see in the mirror, Celestia.
Grover lifted the shoulder strap that kept his small golden epaulettes attached, placing both items on a table to his left. Following, he lifted the purple tunic off, revealing a basic white undershirt that was otherwise entirely hidden. He threw the tunic over the back of a nearby chair, reaching for an identical tunic on his right. Grover repeated his previous actions in reverse until the only difference from before was the lack of bloody sleeves.
To complete his look, Grover grabbed a pair of white gloves he had previously neglected. They would hide any blood he might have missed on his claws, though obsessive checks revealed nothing. He made his way to the door to his study, brashly opening the door and immediately moving to open the curtains behind his desk. The view was practically identical to his quarters next door, and the sun fully illuminated the room.
Sitting on the chair behind the desk, looked down on a book that had been left from the night before. A rather plain cover read “Il Principe”. He grabbed and placed it into a small bookcase under his desk, taking another book and placing it upon his desk. Unlike the Wingbardian of the previous title, this one was translated into Herzlander. “Discourses” it read. Placing the book on his desk, he turned to the sixteenth chapter and traced a claw along the title, feeling the thin paper brace under his sharp talon; “That a People accustomed to live under a Prince, if by any accident it become free, can hardly preserve that Freedom.”
Grover skimmed through the chapter, his claws landed on a passage around halfway through the chapter, reading “I say that the prince who seeks to gain over an unfriendly people should first of all examine what it is the people really desire, and he will always find that they desire two things: first, to be revenged upon those who are the cause of their servitude; and second, to regain their freedom.”
“It’s like he wrote for a ‘Prince’ just like me”, Grover murmured to himself before letting out a light chuckle, “more like my ancestors make predictable mistakes.” Grover looked at the door expectably, “Eros may be dead, but you still live, Erion.”
Like clockwork, Grover heard a brash knock on his door and with just a flick of his wrist Benito opened the door and Erion walked in. Compared to Proteus, and especially Eros, Erion was rather young. He wasn’t a literally teenager like Grover but having risen to the role of Archon in his forties, and soon crossing his sixtieth year, the archon had plenty of decades left.
The archon looked like Grover in many ways. Both had a small build, beige feathers, and sharp blue eyes. Behind those eyes, both shared a lust for control and the aptitude to gain it at frightening rates. Nevertheless, the two could not be more different for Grover was born an heir to an empire, whereas Erion was born to poor industrialist workers. One earned their power, while the other was gifted it on a silver plate.
Erion bowed as he walked into the room, Grover quickly permitted him to rise and telling him to “sit”. Erion did without delay, his claw traced the back of the chair before he took his seat. He seems confident.
“Erion.” Grover said simply, “You should know why you’re here.”
“The fate of the Rat der Drei.” His reply was blunt, though he let a small smile slip, “Your choice of premier is a mistake, Grover.”
“It’s the choice I’ve made. I won’t defend it to you. We both know it wouldn’t matter.” Grover matched his blunt tone, cutting the smile off Erion’s beak, “My Reich will head in a new direction-”
Erion cut Grover off, “I know you’ve met with Eagleclaw before me. You’ve appointed van Weijermars as Prime Minister. Its clear Eros’ warning went through one ear and out another.”
Grover let out a simple laugh, “Erion, there isn’t much beyond our appearance that makes us alike. But we share hatred for the Hochadel.”
“Then why Weijermars and Eagleclaw?” Erion’s question seemed genuine.
“For the latter, it was to make her bend the knee and then exclude her. I want nothing to do with her.” Erion scoffed at the statement, but said nothing more, “Gerlach is not a traditional aristocrat. He owns little profitable land himself, and as Grand Duke only weakened his personal authority. He, like myself, is a reformist of the modern age.”
“He stood side-by-side with Eagleclaw in armed rebellion against you, Kaiser. Its…” Erion lifted a claw up, “He is dangerous.”
“Officially, I pardoned him eight years ago.”
Erion’s jaw nearly dropped, but he maintained his composure, “An official pardon does not change the fact he was a traitor. A republican sympathiser that cuddled up to those scum in the Kaiserpartei.”
Grover rolled his eyes, “Let’s talk about Proteus.”
“Where is he?”
“I talked to him last night,” Erion’s eyes narrowed, “We came to an agreement.”
“On what?” He scowled.
“Don’t worry,” Grover replied paternally, “it has nothing to do with the Rat or Archonates.”
“Did you discuss the fate of the Rat der Drei to him?”
“You know what he’s like; hates admin. Had no care for being part of the executive.”
“So, you offered him something regarding the Knights of Arcturius.” He stated more than asked.
“You might believe such; I couldn’t possibly say." Grover answered tonelessly.
“Seems you took the worse lessons from Eros.” Grover placed his claws over the book on his desk; not quite. Erion’s eyes darted down to his claw, looking at the book, “I know of that author. He’s scum.”
“You consider a lot of people scum. It doesn’t mean much.” Grover replied with a subtle smirk.
“A lot of people deserve it. Like him.”
Grover picked up the book and showed the cover to Erion, “I presume you know The Prince,” Erion nodded in agreement, “What about this one?”
“Discourses?” Erion hummed for a few moments, “No.”
“Didn’t think so.” Grover said as he placed the book down and slid it over to Erion, “Heard it summarised as a love letter to the Karthinian Republic. It’s a fair assessment.”
Erion tapped his claws on the book and grasped it in his talons, “Fair enough inspiration.”
“My father kept The Prince in his quarters. So did my father and my great-grandfather. But the Discourses?” Grover looked directly at Erion, “Only my grandfather. It’s a shame; it’s like getting only half the tale, so it's no wonder my Reich has fallen so far.”
“You place the blame on what books past Kaiser did or did not read?” He asked with doubt.
“Metaphorically.” He answered with a smile, “Most have read The Prince, and whether they realised it or not took lessons from it. The same doesn’t apply to this book,” Grover pointed, “and I think it’s much more valuable for the likes of us.”
“Us? Why so?” Erion leant forward, keeping hold of the book.
“Ruthlessness,” Grover lifted one claw up, “and restraint.” Grover lifted a second claw, “It’s easy to point to those with one or the other. Grover II and Beakolini, and then Luna and Grover IV. Those with both?” Grover leant back into his chair, his wings resting on either arm, “Me, you, and my greatest enemy.”
“And who would your greatest enemy be?”
“Look out the window. Look across this desk. Her influence is all around us;” Erion followed his directions, but looked loss, “At least she’s convinced half the world of such.” Including myself, Grover chuckled internally.
Erion smiled at his revelation, “Princess Celestia,” Grover nodded in agreement, “You dream high, Kaiser.”
“When surrounded by a crumbling realm, I must. But that crumbling realm is my first concern.”
“Take my council. Your Prime Minister can be a puppet while those with real power pull the strings.” Erion rested his head on his claws.
“I cannot. I need revival, not continuity.”
“You mean to say I’m a threat,” Erion replied coldly.
Grover matched his tone, “I mean to say you’re not.” Not if I have my way with it. “Erion, your services to my late regent are very welcomed, but I am not my regent. My Reich and his Reich will not be the same, and the role you played in his Reich no longer exists.”
Erion tapped the arms of his chair, “I still control the Archonate of Eyr, Kaiser.” His words were bitter, “I still control the Free City, Kaiser. I am more of a threat than you give me credit for.”
Grover sighed and slouched into his chair, “It wasn’t the Knights.” That is true, “It was the next Archon.” That is not so true.
“What?” Eion said sharply.
“He requested - more like threatened - I don’t interfere in the election. I would presume he has someone lined up already.”
Erion’s body tensed as he gripped his claws, “I… I didn’t expect that from him.”
“As I said earlier, he’s known for hating politics. Seems he just hates you more.”
“Why tell me? He could have been an ally for you.” Erion relaxed his claws, though remained tense.
“I wasn’t lying when I said I wanted the Rat der Drei out. He may have got the first slash, but he miscalculated in thinking I had his interests in mind.”
“And it benefits you to have me and Proteus fight.” A hint of pride came through at his ‘discovery’. Shame Proteus has no such plans.
“Yes. I doubt he realises what he has done.” Let’s hope I know what I’m doing.
“Of course, he hasn’t.” Erion flicked a claw in the air, “I have no choice but to strengthen my position in the Rat rather than strengthen its position. He’s not even going to get the electors he wants, I’m more influential in the college!”
“Perhaps you shouldn’t be so sure about that.” His eyes narrowed at Grover, “Eros’ may have hinted at an intended successor.”
“No…” Erion murmured and placed a claw on his forehead, “I’m surrounded on both sides.”
“I did promise Proteus I wouldn’t interfere with the electors, but I also must find something for the General Staff.”
“Make him chose between fulfilling Eros’ final wish, and the soldiers he loves ever so much,” Erion smirked with glee.
“Oh, you may think that Erion; I couldn’t possibly say.”
Erion stood up and patted his regalia down, “Well this was a nice chat, Kaiser. I hope we have many more to come.”
“Good day, Archon.” Erion opened the door, “One more thing, Erion.” The archon turned to face Grover, “I like you.” Grover resisted scoffing at himself, “It’s good to have an ally outside of Griffenheim.”
“Thank you.” Erion replied, half-warm and half-cold.
As he shut the door, Grover beckoned Benito closer, “Inform Gerlach it worked like a charm.”
As Benito whispered the command to a lower servant, Grover grasped the book on his desk and looked out the window. It’s funny, Grover thought to himself, if only he would ask Proteus for the truth. But he won’t, too distrustful of those around him, especially now I’ve extended an olive branch his way. I doubt he’ll ever repay my ‘kindness’ without needing something in return, but he’ll eventually need me. And it won’t it just be a shame when my help isn’t enough to save him? Grover let out a soft laugh as he sat in his chair, catching the attention of Benito who stood silent as the loyal guard he was.
10:56. That was the time the grandfather clock behind Grover indicated. Infront of him laid another oval table, roughly the same size as the one in the cabinet office. The utilitarian ebony of this table contrasted not only with the cabinet table but also with the very room it was in. Found in the south wing, this room housed the Generalstab of the Reich, the head of both the Reichsarmee and Kaiserliche Marine. While the south wing was nowhere near as overly lavish as the east and west, the room was still well-kept and lined with white marble. Each end of the room, behind Grover’s chair and the Chief’s chair, were portraits of Grover the Great and Grover II respectively; the very same imperial seal pinned on Grover’s chest emphasised in both.
“And somehow this little seal gets veterans to bow to a child.” Grover murmured to himself, “Soon enough they’ll bow for real.” Grover rhythmically tapped the table, attempting to replicate the imperial anthem as best he could. “Hail, Kaiser, dir!” Grover sang quietly, interrupted by a knock on the door. The clock now read 10:59.
Grover signalled for Benito to open the door, and eight officers walked into the room as Benito returned to his Kaiser’s side. The first that walked in, standing behind the chair closest to Grover on his left, was Elias Bronzetail; the Chief of the Generalstab. Behind him was the Vice-Chief Erich Ebonwing, positioned next to Elias. Finishing the left side of the table was Proteus III, the highest panzer officer Reinhold Thundertail, and the highest artillery officer August Duskwing. On the right side of the table, the Grand Admirals Konstantinos Hellcrest and Karl Stormfeather, and senior air officer Fritz Ebonbeak.
Grover eyed all the officers, before raising his claws to signal for them to sit. They quickly obeyed the order, taking their seats with the grace expected of a general staff. “Thank you all for your attendance.” Grover began, mentally preparing himself for the task ahead. “The death of my regent is, in all but name, a transition of power within the Reich. A transition that the Reichswehr is, I can imagine, keen to keep as smooth as possible. The last transition of power, from my late-father to my late-regent, was a bloody affair. Oberstleutnant Ferdinand Dawnclaw and Duchess Eagleclaw both used the period to wreak havoc upon the Reich; this will not be repeated.”
“If I may, Kaiser.” Bronzetail began, Grover nodding in response. “I think it would be best to address our two key concerns head-on.” Apart from Proteus – clearly excluded from the collusion – the entire Generalstab nodded at the statement. “The first being the Archons, the second being your Prime Minister.”
Grover cupped his handed together and leant forward. “What about the Archons?” He asked them as a collective, keeping his eyes off Proteus.
Ebonwing offered an answer. “The late Regent was rather hands-on when dealing with military affairs, such resulting in disasters like Cloudbury.” I guess even field marshalls avoid blame. “The two remaining Archons…” Eyes steered towards Proteus, “liked their influence. We want reassurance it won’t continue.”
“I can assure you,” Grover maintained eye contact with Elias, “all of you that I take your concerns seriously. I am willing to work towards a more… independent Reichswehr.”
The silence the room fell into weighed heavy on Grover’s shoulder. It wasn’t uncomfortable to him – not that he would show it if it was – but it nevertheless wasn’t enjoyable. Elias soon broke the silence.
“Then let’s look at our operational independence.” He said calmly.
“For reasons you’ve implied already, I do require the appearance of control. The war minister needs at least an appearance of separation.” Grover maintained a regal tone.
Ebonwing spoke up instead, “We have already drawn up a selection of individuals we’d support in the office.” He reached into a briefcase beside him and brought out a small notebook, handing it towards Grover who took hold of it.
Anicetus Mudbeak, Dietrich Mach, Garold the Blue, Herman van Vorst tot Vorst, Grover read internally, a list of unspectacular officers that could hardly say no; to the job and to them. They will all be seen as what they are, a pathetic puppet.
“Van Vorst.” Grover said plainly, “I’ll make sure he’ll be appointed.”
“Very well.” Elias answered, “Onto your Prime Minister?”
Grover simply nodded in return; the room being beset by a short silence once against. This time, the silence made Grover more comfortable, a clear showcase that even an unproven child on the throne weighed heavily in their minds. Oh, how that will be so much better oh so soon.
The silence was eventually broken by Ebonwing. “Regardless of his pardon, the Grand Duke is a security risk to the Reich and the Reichswehr. That is not a choice of premier we are happy with.” While most of the room nodded, Grover eyed Thundertail and Stormfeather who did not.
“To be more formal, your Kaiser, the Generalstab cannot put our faith in your choice of Prime Minister.” Bronzetail corrected for his vice-chief.
“How confident are all of you in your Kaiser?” A simple question that thickened the tension in the room, once again bringing an eery silence over the room. Grover could feel the desire of all but Bronzetail to confirm with their peers what they think. “Speak freely, please.”
“We simply do not know, Your Majesty.” Elias eventually answered on their behalf, the tension disappearing nearly as soon as it appeared.
“Let’s clarify what we all know. I need you; you need me.” Grover crossed his claws on the table, “What further can I do to make sure we trust each other?”
“We need to know what Kaiser you intend to be,” Hellcrest answered sternly, earning unsaid appreciation from Grover.
“I am afraid that largely depends on how successful I am. But the broad strokes are I intend to modernise our realm, and to do that I must leave behind the nobility and clergy of old and embrace the modern martial spirit that truly defines our Reich.” Grover reconsidered, “To put beside the ideological jargon, I am putting my faith in you and the people to fuck over the hochadel and archons.”
Grover could see a smile form on Ebonwing and Hellcrest at the crudeness of his remark, Proteus on the overhand looked incredibly uncomfortable. I did just promise the most powerful griffons in the Reich to fuck him over.
“A truly militaristic Kaiser. Something our realm haven’t had since Grover II.” Hellcrest applauded.
Grover let out a short chuckle, “I will be no warrior-Kaiser. I shall parade as such, but the military shall be securely your domains.”
“As proven by War Minister von Vorst.” Elias spoke calmly, “We do need one more guarantee, however; the Grand Duke must have no influence over the Generalstab.”
“I can guarantee such.”
“Good. The Generalstab shall be your most loyal organ” I doubt most loyal, but it shall do.
With the agreement reached, the room returned to a calm silence. Grover reached down beside him, his movements catching the eyes of all in attendance. He slid eight files down the table, each officer reading through the paper.
Grover’s eyes focused on the portrait of Grover II, the last Kaiser to make any meaningful conquests. His Eternal Crusades into the Riverlands had become revered in Griffonian history, and it had crossed Grover’s mind to replicate it eastward or westward. But years of careful refinement had led Grover to one conclusion; it was a mistake. The mythification of Grover II hid his greatest mistake: unifying the Riverlands against the Reich. A mistake made of the same hubris that led Aquileia to rebel against Griffenheim at the start of Grover II’s reign.
“Operation Synovial was shelved… years ago, Your Majesty.” Elias broke the silence, “It was a very ambitious plan, befitting for a Changeling like the namesake.”
“Yet ambition may be what we need.” Ebonwing spoke up, Thundertail nodding in agreement.
“Using revolutionaries is rife for misfortunate,” Elias argued back.
“We missed our chance last time,” Hellcrest spoke up instead, “Myself and Stormfeather have been constrained by just Feathisian ports for too long. The revolutionaries would easily hand us ports for direct involvement on their side.”
Grover eyed the bickering officers, causing each to return to silence, “Ebonwing,” Grover said sternly, “I want you to draft up a new operation like Synovial. Ebonbeak.” The quiet Griffon looked attention, “How many of the new jets do we have available for a southern blitz?”
Ebonbeak seemed unprepared for the question, his yellow feathers frizzled as he attempted to concur an answer. Grover’s patience did little to calm him. “Um… five-hundred advance fighters, and two-hundred jets, would be available by the end of the month. If we wait another month, I could double the fighter count.” He quickly blurted out.
“Make it three-hundred jets. I don’t care for older variants; I need Equestria to see our military supremacy.”
“So, a political stunt first and foremost?” Externally, the question was polite, but it hid a much cruder intention. Elias did not like him.
“Securing our southern border from the Aquileian threat is our most important priority.” Grover corrected, “A showcase of our military prowess is simply a convenient consequence we can exploit.” He said with a smirk.
Elias didn’t seem settled with the answer, but the expression of the rest of their faces contrasted him. After a quick scan, Elias seemingly relented. Grover doubted that would be the last from him.
“As I mentioned earlier, at the very least the Kaiserliche Marine would need access to Aquileian ports. But that proposes further concerns.” Hellcrest said sternly while Grover nodded in response, “Equestria would, quite rightfully, do whatever it can to keep our fleets constrained to Feathisian ports; Karthinia too.”
Such concern hadn’t gone unconsidered by Grover. Keeping Equestria out of the war would require careful diplomacy, and more importantly, tugging those Equestrian heartstrings. As with any tool in international relations, holding the moral high ground came at a cost and benefit. While it justified Equestrian intervention at the first hint of immoral conduct, it also limited them when moral conduct was against their interests.
In this case, that moral conduct was ‘liberating’ Aquileia from their ‘tyrannical’ monarchy and placing the ‘rightful’ President Vérany back in power. Grover was certain with just a little bit of effort, he could prevent Equestria from acting against him in totality. But that didn’t mean they would stand by and allow Griffonian warships to dock in Aquileian ports. However, Princess Luna would helpfully be close to Grover in the upcoming weeks, prime for subtle lobbying.
“I have such considered. Equestria wouldn’t dare prevent the restoration of the government they still hold as legitimate, and I will soon be meeting with Princess Luna a lot. I’m certain I can work out a deal without crossing our redline.” Hellcrest and Stormfeather smiled at Grover’s response, clearly happy that they would be getting what they’d want.
“Meeting with an Equestrian Princess?” Ebonwing spoke up, “They still recognise the Republic!” He voiced in close to an outrage but maintained a professional tone.
“It’s an insult to us, but I am not weak enough to be scared by such insults.” Grover answered, gaining little response from the staff, “You’ll see at my coronation exactly what I intend.”
“I think it would be best for us to hear now.” Ebonwing’s let of a sliver of bitterness.
Grover tensed for a moment. Much like the Changelings in the Great War over on Equus, Grover intended to blitz past these early roadblocks and use clear success to sway agitated voices. Given he had neither moved an inch nor met any success, that plan was stifled.
Perhaps this is a blessing in disguise. I am taking inspiration from Chrysalis after all. She barely got past Whinnyapolis before their war fell apart. Now the so-called Immortal Queen is dead, presumably in some ditch where her tower once stood.
“My coronation will contain two key details that are vital to my plans to marginalise the voices that have led our Reich astray.” While none in the room looked towards Proteus, Grover could feel many wanted to, “The first is that I have requested Princess Luna’s aid to construct an Equality Bill; aimed at being for discussions with Vérany and ending our war with the Vartai Liberation Army.”
To Grover’s relief, none in the room seemed displeased with either announcement. The Reichswehr may have been home to nationalistic voices, but it was also home to pragmatic voices. The latter seemed to trump the former today.
“The second,” Grover began, planting his claws on the table before him, “is my intention to crown myself.”
Grover barely finished as Proteus shot up, “That is…” The Archon began, before settling himself and sitting back down, “That is, Your Majesty, a stark departure from tradition. It would…” Proteus trailed off, allowing Ebonbeak to speak.
“A departure from tradition would be much appreciated. Too long the Hochadel and Rat der Drei have experienced undue power compared to the Reichsarmee and Marine. A Kaiser finally exerting their power like Grover the Great would be a glory to see!”
“And the Reichsarmee shall be the tip of my spear.” Grover hid a smile that dared to form on his beak.
For a third time, the room fell into silence, none having words to speak. The silence was almost eery, but such suited Grover. It gave him time to calm his nerves and frustrations. But alas, it did not feel like enough time; he doubted any amount would be enough.
“Unless you have any further concerns,” Grover said, “I feel this meeting is adjourned.”
“I believe all has been addressed, Your Majesty,” Elias answered for all.
“Then go and bring glory unto our Reich. Make her glorious once more.” With those words of encouragement, all but Proetus rose from their seats and saluted, practically smashing their talons onto their heads. With a nod of the Kaiser’s head, they were permitted to leave, and all did in an orderly fashion. All but the Archon, who remained seated.
A few moments after the Ebonbeak left the Kaiser and Archon alone, Grover spoke, “I know the death of Eros must be hard on you, Konrad.”
The room remained silent, Proteus III - or Konrad Krukenburg – matched his left and right talons together on the table, while Grover simply leaned back into his chair. It remained that way for a little while.
“Why did you invite me?” Konrad asked plainly.
“You head the Knightly Chapters, that is-”
“Without the jargon.” He leaned forward as he asked.
Grover matched Konrad’s bluntness, “Erion.”
“What is he planning?”
“To get an ally as Eros’ replacement. Exactly what you should be doing.” Grover moved his arm down beside him, picking up a piece of paper and placing it onto the desk, sliding it towards Konrad.
“And what is this?” He asked with clear suspicion.
Grover turned his head slightly, gazing upon the portrait of Grover the Great as an excuse to hide a smirk on his beak, “Eros’ will. And exactly who he wants as the next Archon.”
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Nightmare Moon,Prince Blueblood,Princess Celestia,Spike,Twilight Sparkle,Alternate Universe,Comedy,Random,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Narcotics
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Tryhard Sparkle
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Tryhard Sparkle solos Nightmare Moon--sort of.
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<p>Rejecting the magic of friendship and with a total lack of common sense, Tryhard Sparkle--the hero this Celestia deserves--sets out to defeat Nightmare Moon.</p><hr/><p>An <a href="/group/215333/beans-writing-group" rel="nofollow">entry </a>in the the New Blood Contest <a href="/group/215333/beans-writing-group/thread/541572/the-new-blood-contest-second-edition" rel="nofollow">II</a>: "<b>The wrong pony for the job</b>", in the bonus 2 and 5 categories that are described at the link.</p><hr/><p><b>Cover Art</b> inspired by the show's episode Lesson Zero.</p>
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"No!" I shouted. "Celestia, I do not need friends or this so-called magic of friendship. It's pointless and fake."
"What?" She was taken aback.
"Let me prove it to you." I pulled out my scrolls. But I needed more, so I hollered: "Spike! SPIKE!"
My assistant, raised by me for the very purpose of becoming the perfect unquestioning servant but who I'd tricked into thinking I loved him as a mother, scrambled on his claws, bearing on his back the scrollwork I had compiled during a simple special-coca-bean-fueled timestop that lasted three weeks and that had created a sentient spiritbane shai-hulud-wormhole that nearly devoured Equestria but which only ultimately succeeded in devouring my common sense and last remaining pieces of conscience.
"Here's what I prepared for you--" I referenced the dense literature behind me.
"How have you been able to assemble such an extensive array of support?" Celestia frowned. "You only discovered Nightmare Moon yesterday--"
"False! Ha! Your spy, Prince Blueblood is not so stealthy as he thinks. I saw him hiding in my room--behind the Polonian tapestries! I knew he'd go reporting to his precious auntie, so I faked it! All of it! I wasn't having a torrid romance these past few days with Moondancer! I was delving deeper and deeper into the ancient mysteries of Nightmare Moon's cult! That simpleton Moondancer was studying in the library ALL ALONG! All the moans Blueblood heard and reported back to you in lurid detail were from me! I was mimicking Moondancer's mindless mumbling and throwing my Celestiadarned voice!"
"You're scaring me, Twilight. Are you under the influence, perhaps, of some curse?"
I sniffed. "I AM under the influence. But not of a curse!"
"I'm cutting off your medical prescription..." Celestia frowned. "It wasn't supposed to be abused like this."
"As Stick-in-the-Mud Fraud says in Coca-Uber-Alles, or Coca-Over-All in Equestrian rather than Old Ponish: as one knows, Princess--this specially-derived white powder coca wards off 'hunger, sleep, and fatigue, and steels one to intellectual effort.' Its side effects are minimal and it is far from addictive. I retain my full capabilities and then some. Do not test me, Princess."(Note1)
"I fear you may be going down the same dark path as a former student...." Celestia sighed.
"Sunrise Shimmer! Yes! I know all about her."
"Sun...set," Celestia corrected, frowning.
"No! Sunrise Shimmer. That's her true name, before you ripped her from the soft protective womb of the orphanage and tossed her into this rats'-den of existential horror and nearly-impossible-to-achieve expectations!"
"She changed her name once she got her cutie mark. And had her punk phase." Celestia paused. "Thus, the dark path."
"Well, darn," I snorted. "I was wrong. Dumb Twilight Sparkle was dumb again." I hit my head against the wall.
"Please don't damage the walls," Celestia asked.
"Like this?" I smashed my head into the wall again, cracking it slightly. "But I can fix it." I gathered my magic and, after a blooming purple dust explosion--the wall magically was restored. "I can fix anything by myself!" I laughed. "And I'll fix this nightmare of yours. We only have twenty four hours before the apocalypse and you've been sleeping on your bed of roses uncaring, not preparing for this disaster because you've lived for thousands of years and seek the quiet embrace of death! Yet, we little ponies have enjoyed so little time. And! Nothing awaits us after we die horribly, writhing in pain and sent to an uncertain abyssal future--"
"There is Heaven, Twilight. Or reincarnation, if one so chooses."
"What dumbwit would choose reincarnation without one's memories, Celestia? Do you think we like soiling ourselves! And Heaven! What a ridiculous concept! Unless! How do you know these eschatological things anyway? I thought you said you weren't a GOD? Are you? Hmm. Mmmh? Is this a dualistic universe! And is Nightmare Moon SATAN?"
"I'm going to have to ask you to calm down Twilight and... well Dear, I suppose I should be more forthcoming.... We do need somepony to stop Nightmare Moon."
"Ah-ha! I was right! I am the SAVIOR! Your chosen one. I can do anything I want."
"Except that special coca powder," Celestia glared. "You didn't happen to read Fraud's later works, did you?"
"No."
"Read Fraud's later works. After he quit using the white substance. It turns out it was addictive. Addling and addictive."
"Darn." I moved to whack my head against the wall again but Celestia teleported me a few steps away from the danger, so I thrust my head into open air, tottered, and then smashed against the floor, being only able to squeak an "Ow!" I closed my eyes.
"Spike?" Celestia asked my servant.
"Yes, Celestia."
"Has Twilight been mistreating you?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Do you know what mistreatment is?"
"Maybe. I've got a dictionary. Just a moment--"
I tried to say something, but my head was swimming and I was hallucinating an image of a fiery buff cheesy-beefcake Celestia blowing fire on Canterlot and burning us all to death with her enormous solar chariot. Don't step on me, Sun Mommy.... Sorry for the digression.
"Spike... I think perhaps that Twilight may be best left to be on her own for a while. While she... naps and recovers. And I think perhaps I should have practiced more oversight and not tasked an... especially special teenager to take care of a young hatchling. In my dotage, I have perhaps made some mistakes. Among them, I erroneously conjectured that special coca prescriptions might not be abused with close regulation.... But in our last twenty-four hours of sunlight... before the eternal darkness, I may be able to make up for this mistake. Please walk with me."
"Err..."
"There will be cake."
"Awesome!" Spike betrayed me and followed the Princess. I passed out.
Hours later, the sun was setting and my head was soaking wet.
"Prince Blueblood!" I gasped.
"Is there a reason you were obstructing my prancing?" He picked himself up from the floor.
"Why am I wet?"
"Because my mouth was full of water."
"Why?"
"Because I was practicing deportment, dumbplot."
"False!" I tittered. "You're spying on me! Again! You wouldn't know deportment if it--deported you."
"Dumb Twilight," Blueblood rose to his height and whinnied. "You will never be Auntie Celestia's favorite."
"Well... you smell like elderberries."
"They are my favorite." He sniffed, and departed.
"I need to get to Ponyville!" I announced... to no one. I teleported. Once. Twice. Thrice. Again and again to my maximum distance. And when I reached Ponyville, I was exhausted and burned out. BUT! I had one last bit of special white-powdered coca to refresh me... however, it was not in my saddlebags... it had been confiscated by that CENSORED Prince Blueblood! CENSORED! He had merely faked clumsiness to sneak up on me! And he had awoken me by accident--that had to be the reason! But thankfully, he had not removed the other objects I had within my saddlebags--objects I had prepared for the mission I needed to execute.
So there I was, in Ponyville, outside a big ugly pre-pulped tree that had strobe lights streaming from it--probably for some Summer Sun-eve party. I envied the dim and drunk ponies inside, so assured in their innocence, not knowing that Nightmare Moon would bring doom to the world on the morrow.
Lacking my special coca-fueled assistance, though, my body succumbed to exhaustion, and I passed out in a field.
I woke to the sound of cackling. I was too late. The monster--Nightmare Moon--was driving ponies away from her with awesome gusts of wind propelled by her mooning rear form. Just in time, I saw Spike racing across the field--"Spike! Spike!" I called. He didn't hear me. Some homely orange earth pony picked him up in her teeth and tossed him on the back of a puke yellow pegasus who careened into the woods. Nightmare Moon, distracted, turned to menace a portly pony with sweets adorning her flank, and I took the opportunity to also slink into the forest. Since I had been unable to defeat Nightmare Moon at her apparition, I must destroy her at her source.
In that forest, three challenges confronted me. I defeated them all. To elucidate how would spoil the climax of this tale, so--surprise--surprise--I won't bore you with the details, despite your inquisition.
In the old seat of power, I confronted Nightmare Moon.
On the stairway down, though, I saw a curious sight when I looked over my shoulder--my servant, Spike, leading some ponies down a cliff. "Go back, Spike!" I called up to him, taking a collapsible defensive jar out of my saddlebag storage. "Let me solo her!" I placed the jar on my head.
And then... the Nightmare saw me. "Ahhh, Tryhard Sparkle is it?" She manifested on her throne and her voice echoed inside my cavernous helm. "I have heard of you."
"Really?" I asked, off-balance.
"Oh indeed. When We sent Celestia to the moon, she pleaded for Us to not spare you. This interested Us."
"Celestia would never throw me under the carriage!"
"Ohho--perhaps she was using reverse-psychology?"
"She's not clever enough for that!" I insisted.
"Ohho--We like that opinion. What is your stance on never-ending darkness?"
"I actually haven't had time to formulate one--"
"You will find you will enjoy it."
"Because I've been completely focused on your humiliating defeat! Whaaa-chaaa!" I pulled out my python, Monty, from my saddlebag and flailed it around. "I have the element of surprise!"
The snake fell short of Nightmare Moon, so I threw it at her and it clattered off her rapidly-generating shield.
"Never mind!" I asserted, for my own support. "Behold! The element of boredom."
Nothing happened.
"You mean the element of not making any sense?" Nightmare Moon asked.
"Definitely!"
"Where did these even come from? These aren't at all the elements the two sisters wielded?" Nightmare Moon said.
"I wield these special elements because I found them mentioned in a hoofnote, then cross-referenced them in the mold-restricted section of the library. I wore this Dread Judge mask to protect myself, with maximum HEPA filtration technology.
"And while I was talking to you, my shadow, Tantabus Sparkle was sneaking behind you and totally owning you."
"What?"
"Loot her!" I shouted, and my shadow struck, strangling Nightmare Moon with all of my neuroses, for that was the true magic. The bespoke "Elements" were but a ruse.
Meanwhile, Spike and some stupid looking ponies snuck up and hugged each other and he held aloft some weird objects and everyone was covered in magical glow and Nightmare Moon was defeated--by my Tantabus shadow, which I dismissed.
All those ponies were shaking hooves with Spike and I was lying exhausted near Nightmare Moon's corpse, protective Dread Judge mask-urn smashed at my side. I took a moment to close my eyes.
When I opened them, I saw my teacher, Celestia, standing over me. "Tryhard Sparkle, it is... good... to see you have not perished."
"It will take a lot more than Satan to defeat me."
"That Satan was my sister.... but now, she is better--in her right mind again, and all thanks to the magic of friendship!" Celestia beamed and looked over her shoulder at something.
"But--" I objected. "Friendship isn't magical. Magic is magical. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to achieve the wonders I did with my Tantabus shadow! Our greatest mage--your teacher--Starswirl the Bearded didn't believe in the magic of friendship!"
"Seasons change, Twilight," Celestia said. "Every millennia, the forces powering magic shift. Where once ambition and inner fire powered magic, in this new millennia, it is friendship. I tried to prepare you for this, Twilight."
"No you didn't! You didn't say anything about friendship until the night before the Summer Sun Celebration."
"I... didn't know friendship was going to power magic until the last day."
"So your plan was no plan at all?"
"Yes."
"Celestia-darned-Tartarus-burned--"
Celestia rolled her eyes.
Then I saw it: CENSORED Prince Blueblood kissing supine Nightmare Moon on her neck.
Huffing and puffing, I raced to attack, lest her evil spirit flee into his body but Celestia held me back with her magic.
"A kiss for a beloved," he said after he had delivered.
The pony jerked up and bit him on his neck. "THOU SHALT NOT ASSAULT!"
"But Dear," he pled, cradling the scrape. "Not only are you irresistible--"
"And THOU art a pervert!"
"But the kiss of a Prince is required to restore a Princess to her senses," he CENSORED objected. "You are the freed and cleansed Princess Luna, are you not?"
Luna glared first at him, then at her sister.
"Just a little prank," Celestia laughed.
Luna's eyes narrowed. "THY CRIMES ARE WHY NIGHTMARE MOON APPEARED!"
"If I can finish," CENSORED Prince Blueblood elaborated. "I kissed your neck to remove venom of the evil spirit that possessed you, as Auntie instructed. But now I would really appreciate it, Auntie--" he looked over at Celestia. "If you would banish the venom from my lips before its cruel poison overtakes me. Although," he sighed. "I knew the risk when I attempted this. I know how much your sister meant to you." Tears fell from the CENSORED fool's eyes.
Celestia facehoofed. "I just explained--"
Luna laughed. "We apologize. This is indeed precious." She spoke to the Prince. "Thou must go and wash thyself in the River Styx three times. Only then must thee return hence."
"To Tartarus and back!"
"Yea, unto Tartarus."
"I must be on my way posthaste," he sighed. "Good thing I know precisely where that Celestiaforsaken place is." He broke into a canter, his flank displaying his cartographical cutie mark.
"Sister. You must forgive me," Celestia elaborated. "I figured you may be feeling a great deal of regret for having permitted a demon to supplant thyself, so I wanted to remind you that things could be as they ever were... that we would be as equals."
"That explains thy prank?"
"Yes!"
"To help me?"
"I foresaw a future where you were healed. But, in time, wracked with guilt at having betrayed me, you summoned a shadow demon of guilt to punish you for your mistake. That summoning could corrupt you again! We must do everything possible to avoid that!"
"Thou art correct, as always, one supposes." Luna's voice took on an edge. "Indeed, We feel less and less guilt every moment We speak with you."
"Excellent. Blueblood did a valuable service, and he meant only to help you."
"He seems too stupid to be anything but guileless," Luna observed.
"Much too stupid," Celestia agreed. "I try to find something useful for him to do, but we always end up making fun of him at court behind his tail."
"Regardless, he is good looking...."
"Sister!"
"Perhaps We... that is Me... should accompany him on his 'quest', rather than brooding on the past. There were no stallions on the moon for the past thousand years... sister." Princess Luna left.
"I did good, Princess," I declared.
She shook her traitorous head. "I have no use for you now. You are too dangerous."
"Excuse me?"
"You were meant to lead the Elements of Harmony... yet, you summoned dark powers of shadow magic from evil King Sombra's realm, which could commandeer your body and soul at any moment and which we do not fully understand how to banish!"
"Just use those 'Elements' you think are so powerful, if you have such faith in them!" I said.
"They need to practice and grow as a team.... Still, worse, even before your descent into madness, you mistreated your child Spike--making him a servant instead of a beloved soul. I am to blame for not perceiving this. I have learned so much. I should not have shouldered such responsibility on one so young. Generally, also, though--the consensus among your contemporaries, from Moondancer to Blueblood, is that you are an astoundingly awful pony."
"I learned it all from you!" I said.
"Bats in the cradle and the silver spoon..." Celestia sighed.
"But I didn't grow up to be just like you. I'm better!"
"If only."
"And that's how I got turned into a statue."
"Very interesting." The grotesque dragon-snake-chicken creature across from me smiled. He was also a statue. But probably he was also a sentient creature.
"Is every statue in Celestia's garden a punished former student?" I asked him.
"Oh ho, no. Just you and I, you and I, Miss, for eternity. Until I break free."
"You've got something planned?"
"The stars are aligning..." he said.
Before we could continue our chat, a cacophonous sound blared. Spike and his new friends were celebrating victory, prancing around the garden. An ugly pegasus wearing obvious tail extensions, a sickly-looking orange farmer who had a misleading red apple on her flank, an oscillating prismatic pegasus, a prissy unicorn, and an overweight pink pony did the "Pony Pokey" and turned themselves around. Then, they were joined by Princess Luna and her new consort, Prince Blueblood.
"Friends," Princess Luna proclaimed. "With Princess Celestia's retirement, I thank you all for your great support. I look forward to ruling with gentleness, kindness, thoughtfulness, and friendship." She nuzzled CENSORED Prince Blueblood. CENSORED. "Love has cleared my mind, saved my life, and bathing in the River Styx after an action of supreme selflessness has rendered my Love an alicorn. Thank you all, and especially Prince Spike and your five great friends--the bearers of the Elements of Harmony."
My assistant nodded and performed a curtsy.
"Friendship. So fake. So ridiculous. These ponies barely knew each other. They'd saved the world together, but they'd only met a day before. How could they have worked so well together, when they'd never been classmates at a prestigious school or cross-graded each other's papers! How could they know anything about true friendship? This is... this is utter chaos!" I complained. "I tried so hard... and they reap the benefits?"
The draconic creature winked.
Princess Luna and CENSORED Prince Blueblood made out in front of me. Moaning. And now CENSORED Blueblood was winking at me. CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED! Quit censoring me--you CENSORED draconequus!
Unbelievable.
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Aether Spark
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Main 6,Spike,Adventure,Comedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Violence
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Kingdom Hearts: A visit to a land of ponies
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Darkness and light meet magic and friendship, can harmony and light prevail?
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<p>Sora and the gang are going through the map, fixing worlds and restoring peace.</p><p>But when a new world appears and darkness is afoot, Harmony and Light must work together to save the day.</p><p>The question is, how can that happen when harmony is... split up?</p><p>[How are you guys doing? I am sorry for the radio silence, I've been working a lot on projects, but I have spare time for now to dedicate a story that came to me out of the blue, hope you enjoy!]</p><p>[Image by Shadowkixx]</p>
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2024-07-26T04:52:43+00:00
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"They Can Take Your World, They Can Take Your Heart, Cut You Loose From All You Know. But If It's Your Fate, Then Every Step Forward Will Always Be A Step Closer To Home"
KH-
It showed the vast star systems and what looked like a ship traveling amongst them.
As it moved on, it approached a world, and a dark presence was sensed.
But after traveling through a keygate, the ship was ready to dock, hopefully, they'll make it in time…
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The CMC galloped through town where several ponies were setting up to witness the show that was coming up.
“Apple Bloom! Wait up!” Sweetie called as she galloped after AB and Scootaloo and they went out of town to a designated spot.
“I think we’re almost there!” Scootaloo said.
“Ah hope we make it!” AB said as she and the other two made it to the top of a hill.
As they paused they were glad to see that the shooting star shower had just started.
“Whoo hoo! Look at 'em go!” AB said.
“So pretty!” Sweetie said.
“Wow!” Scootaloo said.
“It’s moments like this that are worth remembering right?” Sweetie chuckled.
“Yep!” Her friends agreed.
As the three continued to watch from the hilltop Scootaloo noticed one star moving weirdly…
It seemed to be weaving around in the sky a little.
“Uh, guys?” Scootaloo asked.
“Yeah?” AB asked.
“Is it normal for shooting stars to do that?” Scootaloo pointed at the star weaving around… and then it got bigger.
“Guys… somethin' isn’t right,” AB said squinting at it… then they realized.
“I think it’s headed right this way!” Sweetie exclaimed and she galloped off.
“Wait for us!” Scootaloo cried as they ran off away from the blast zone and then the star hit the ground with an explosion.
“AAAH!” The three were flung and they tumbled, when they popped their heads out of the bush they all landed in they looked to see the crater.
“Whoa… this was a surreal way to start,” Scoots said.
“What in the tarnation?” AB said as she got ready to get closer.
“Waitwaitwaitwait!” Scoots pulled her back into the bush “Are you loco? It’s always a bad idea to approach the smoldering crater! There could be an alien in there waiting to lay eggs in you or something!” Scootaloo said.
“You’ve been reading too many comics,” AB said.
“It literally just happened!” Scootaloo said.
“Guys!” Sweetie finally got their attention and they turned to see what she was pointing at.
The giant rock had broken open… and to their horror small black creatures began exiting.
“Told you so!” Scootaloo said fearfully.
“Sorry….” AB said wondering if they should be here.
Suddenly a portal opened and the small black creatures turned to it… and out came-
That morning
“A WITCH! An some big fat dog thing!” AB recanted to her sister.
“....Did ya eat poison joke again? Cause that sounds ridiculous,” AJ said with a deadpan.
“Ah ain’t lyin!” AB said looking panicked.
“We saw the whole thing!” Sweetie said.
“It was scary!” Scootaloo said before glancing around and coughing into her hoof “For these two, but I was brave,” Scoots said.
“Is that why you were cryin when we got home?” AB said teasingly.
“Shuddup!” Scoots snapped.
“Girls!” AJ said getting their attention “Ah can understand it was nighttime, maybe ya’ll were seein things?” AJ said.
“We’re not kidding sis!” AB said.
“Sorry, but till ah see it, Ah’m not sure ah can believe that ya saw a bunch of shadow creatures, a dog and a witch,” AJ said.
“But-” AB said before AJ walked past her.
“Now come on, we’ve got chores t’day, we’ll chat with Twilight if anything weird has been happenin as of late afterwards,” AJ said.
“Ok…” AB said dissapointedly.
Spike made his way through town carrying a few books Twilight sent him to collect.
“It’s times like these that I wish I had a wheelbarrow,” Spike said as he made his way over to Twilight’s castle.
“Hey! Twilight!” Spike called as he entered and he went over to the study and saw Twilight working on several tomes.
“Thanks, Spike, please put them with the others,” Twilight said as she busily worked on several piles of paperwork.
“Ok,” Spike said as he set them down and sighed “Whew,” Spike wiped his brow.
“Alright, I need you to find from the second library area a book on Starswirls theory, we need to crack this code,” Twilight said.
“Can I ask what we’re doing again?” Spike asked.
“Sure, The cutie map is going haywire and we need to find out why,” Twilight said as she went over to the Cutie Map and saw it was flickering when she tried to turn it on “I need to find out if there’s some kind of mass magical shortage, we need to cover all bases,” Twilight said.
“Gotcha,” Spike said as he ran off to find that book.
As he ran out into the hallway and made his way upstairs he saw something moving… out of the corner of his eye.
He turned and looked but he saw nothing.
“Hmph,” Spike walked on and entered the library and grabbed the book.
Not noticing several shadows entering the room as well.
Spike turned and ran out of the room and the shadows suddenly emerged from the floor as small black creatures with yellow eyes and they immediately began searching for something.
One pulled a book on summoning rituals and the shadows made their way out of the room…
Fluttershy was feeding her animals and she trotted around spreading feed.
“Come and get it darlings,” Fluttershy said to her animals as they gathered around and began picking up the feed.
“Alright, that’s the chickens and quails fed, now to move onto the hedgehogs,” Fluttershy said as she made her way to the hedgehog area and she began spreading the hedgehog-safe feed.
“Come here,” Fluttershy said and the hedgehogs made their way over to her and began eating.
“Next up is the porcupines,” Fluttershy grabbed a few carrots and made her way over to them.
It was at this moment she heard the noise of panicked clucking and caws.
“Oh dear! A predator?” Fluttershy went to go diffuse things but froze when she got there as she saw something scary.
“AAAAHH!” Fluttershy cried as several strange creatures were attacking her pets.
“Shoo! Shoo! Please stop!” Fluttershy cried as she tried to chase off the strange creatures but they quickly turned their attention to her.
“N-nice… whatever you are’s,” Fluttershy said as she was backed up by the small floating knight-like imp creatures that approached her and one took a swing at her cutting her leg a little.
“Eeep!” Fluttershy backed up as the creatures closed in… before a bear roar could be heard and they turned to see Harry running to the rescue.
He immediately knocked down the knight creatures and roared at them.
They backed away and suddenly vanished as if they teleported.
After looking around Harry turned to Shy and licked her injury.
“I’m ok dear, thank you for coming to my rescue,” Fluttershy coo’d petting Harry “I have to go tell Twilight, I’ve never seen animals like them, Harry, can you guard the house for me?” Fluttershy asked.
Harry nodded and Fluttershy took off into the air.
Pinkie Pie pronked past plenty ponies perusing plentiful pastries.
“Good one!” Pinkie congratulated the author as she delivered food to ponies around the restaurant.
“Pinkie dear!” Rarity called as she and Rainbow Dash came in.
“Hey guys!” Pinkie cheered.
“We were on our way to invite you to a big shopping adventure,” Rarity said.
Pinkie drew a prolonged gasp.
“Shopping! I love love love shopping! I didn’t know Dashie liked it too,” Pinkie cheered.
“Eh, I mostly came because she offered to buy lunch and i’m a little hungry, speaking of, could we order something?” RD asked.
“Sure thing! What’ll ya have?” Pinkie said pulling a paper and pencil out of nowhere.
“Cinnamon roll,” RD said not noticing the door opening and closing behind her.
“I would not mind a cupcake today, just one though, I am trying to watch my figure,” Rarity said.
“Alright, and what about your big friend who totally wasn’t there a second ago?” Pinkie asked.
“Big friend?... It’s just us,” Rainbow said.
“Then whose that?” Pinkie gestured behind them.
“Huh?...” They both turned to see a hug fat creature staring down at them.
“......Huh…” Rainbow said rooted the spot, Rarity took several steps back.
“Hi big fella!” Pinkie approached and it looked at her.
“What’ll you ha-” It smashed it’s fist down where she was standing.
“Pinkie!” Rainbow cried.
“Soooo, one pound cake?” Pinkie was standing to its left and it looked at her with an admittedly surprised look before it smashed at her again and suddenly she was to its right.
“Two?” Pinkie guessed.
It got angry and smashed both its fists down at her but suddenly she popped up behind the counter.
“If that’s sign language for three I am afraid there will be a wait,” Pinkie said obliviously.
“Pinkie! I think this thing means you harm!” Rarity said a mix of exasperation and fear.
“Nah, he’s looks-” Pinkie ducked a swing from it “-Harmless,” Pinkie said.
“Hey! Leave my friend alone you… whatever you are!” Rainbow said getting into a defensive position as the other ponies in the establishment began to flee, sensing a fight brewing.
It turned and tried to hit her but Rainbow dodged back and flew forward bucking it right in the belly, only to bounce off.
“Whoa!” Rainbow exclaimed as she flew into a wall “Talk about having guts,” Rainbow said.
It approached her to smash her before a magic blast struck it in the back and it turned.
“That is enough you ruffian! We can talk like civilized beings instead of- eeep!” Rarity was scooped off the ground by it and thrown across the room.
“Rares!” Rainbow flew across the room and caught her.
“Thanks dear!” Rarity said.
“Hey! I don’t appreciate you hurting my friends, I’ll have to ask you to leave!” Pinkie said.
It turned to her and grabbed at her and she ducked its grab and came back up with her party cannon and blasted it in the face sending it onto the ground and it vanished.
“Huh? Where did it go?” Rainbow asked.
“What matters is that it’s gone,” Rarity said and they gathered up.
“What the hay was that thing?” Rainbow asked.
“I don’t know but I feel we should put the shopping trip on hold and approach Twilight on this,” Rarity said.
“Ok,” Pinkie said.
“Let’s move,” Rainbow said and they ran off.
Twilight was trying to figure out the Cutie Maps problems when Spike came back.
“Hey Twilight, I’m back!” Spike called and he approached.
“Thanks again Spike, we’ll find this out,” Twilight said as he brought the book to her and she looked it over.
“Ok, I will try this,” Twilight said as she used her magic on the map and it stopped flickering.
And the weirdest thing seemed to be happening…
There were warning signs all over the map, warning of strange activity.
“What?” Twilight stepped back a little.
Then suddenly she saw something else, three cutie marks in a distant field, they were of a wand, a crown and a shield… odd…
Suddenly the map started distorting again and resumed flickering.
“Twilight… what does this mean?” Spike asked.
“It means that something is terribly wrong…” Twilight said grimly… before the door was busted open and she spun to see… her friends.
“Twilight!” Her friends cried.
“And I think the problems are starting to hit close to home….” Twilight said.
In a distant cave an inscription was drawn on the ground and a figure reached forward and flickered magic onto it, causing smoke to emerge from the circle and it formed into a pony shape, this pony shape fell to his knees and shook his head a little before looking around.
“Wha…what happened?... Where am I?” The pony asked.
“In service of me, for now,” a female voice said.
“Who are you to order me?” The pony revealed to be Sombra stood up glaring.
“Someone who can send you back to the depths easily, but you may call me… Maleficent,” The woman stepped forward revealing herself as Maleficent said.
“Yeah, and I’m Pete! Remember the name,” Pete walked forward.
“...What are you?...” Sombra demanded.
“There will be time for that later, come, we have work to do,” Maleficent said as she left.
“Hnngh…” Sombra growled but followed as if just to get out of there.
In the far distance was Ponyville and three figures stood there, still getting used to their new… accommodations…
“Gwarsh, this is new,” a silly-sounding voice said.
“Ah forget it, we’ll figure it out, we always do,” A second slightly harder-to-understand voice said.
“Well, new form or not the wings are cool, can’t wait to use them,” A third tween voice said.
“Welp, let’s move, Heartless concentration is lookin really bad here,” An earth pony with a shield said.
“We can handle it,” a unicorn said.
“Let’s go then!” A pegasus cheered and they ran off towards Ponyville.
To adventure!
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562326
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Main 6,Spike,Adventure,Comedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Violence
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Kingdom Hearts: A visit to a land of ponies
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Darkness and light meet magic and friendship, can harmony and light prevail?
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<p>Sora and the gang are going through the map, fixing worlds and restoring peace.</p><p>But when a new world appears and darkness is afoot, Harmony and Light must work together to save the day.</p><p>The question is, how can that happen when harmony is... split up?</p><p>[How are you guys doing? I am sorry for the radio silence, I've been working a lot on projects, but I have spare time for now to dedicate a story that came to me out of the blue, hope you enjoy!]</p><p>[Image by Shadowkixx]</p>
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teen
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2024-07-26T20:48:30+00:00
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2024-07-26T20:54:24+00:00
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“One at a time please,” Twilight tried to calm her friends down but it didn’t work… until Pinkie used an air horn.
“Agh! Ok ok!” RD said and Pinkie stopped.
“Thank you, Pinkie,” Twilight said.
“Oh no, I was just doing that because it's fun,” Pinkie giggled.
“...K… can we get back to the fact that we encountered a monster in Sugarcube Corner?” RD said.
“A monster?” Twilight asked.
“Yeah, some big fat dude, he started attacking us for no reason,” RD said.
“Was it somepony we know?” Twilight asked.
“No, I don’t know what we were up against, didn’t look like anything I’ve faced before,” Rainbow said.
“And something was attacking my chickens and quails, and then me, see?” Fluttershy showed the scratch on her arm.
“Oh dear, are you ok?” Rarity asked.
“Yes,” Fluttershy said.
“Where’s Applejack?” Twilight asked.
“I don’t know, let’s focus on the fact we’re being invaded by something!” Rainbow said.
“I get tensions are high right now, but we should remember to include Applejack,” Rarity said.
“I can relay what needs to be known later, but for now, you all need to see this,” Twilight said turning to the cutie map and using her magic on it again.
It came up once more but this time the number of alerts have gone up, and the cutie marks that were detected before are approaching Ponyville.
Eventually, the map went static again.
“That…. Is concerning,” Rarity said.
“Yes, whatever is going on, we need to get to the bottom of it now, let’s find Applejack,” Twilight said.
“Ok,” The group made their way towards the exit to the room when suddenly the doors shut themselves.
“Huh?” Twilight exclaimed.
“Uh, Pinkie, did you do that somehow?” Rainbow asked.
“Nope, not this time,” Pinkie said.
Suddenly a group of shadows made their way into the room and came out of the ground.
“What in Equus are those!?” Rarity cried.
“I don’t know, let’s find out their intentions,” Twilight said guardedly as she made her way to the front of the group with Spike hiding behind her.
“Hello, who are you?” Twilight asked.
“...” The shadows didn’t respond and instead, they jumped at them.
“Whoa!” Twilight put a barrier up and the small creatures bounced off of it.
“Guess the big guy had friends,” Rainbow said.
“We gotta do something!” Spike said as the shadows attacked the barrier.
“Ok!” Twilight fired a beam of magic knocking back several shadows and the barrier dropped as the group got to work fighting off these things.
Twilight shot some beams and struck down several shadows who tried to gang up on her.
Rainbow bucked one that leaped at her.
Fluttershy and Rarity were being grouped up on.
“Look out dear!” Rarity shouted as she fired a blast striking one that leaped at Fluttershy.
“Thanks,” Fluttershy said as she grabbed Rarity and flew into the air to avoid being swarmed.
Pinkie used her party cannon to blast a bunch on them away.
Spike tried to help out and was fighting a couple of them by breathing fire at them.
Twilight was being swarmed by them but she teleported to get some distance from them.
As they fought more shadows crept into the room and even a few soldiers joined them.
“It’s those things that attacked my pets!” Fluttershy said and she had to buck one away when it jumped at her.
“There’s no end to them!” Rainbow said as she jumped around and hit a few back as they came at her.
“We have to retreat!” Rarity cried as she blasted another away.
“No!” Twilight said looking to her books, she still needed to know what is wrong with the cutie map too.
“Twi! We’re getting swarmed here!” Rainbow said.
“I’m running out of ammo!” Pinkie said as she shot another group of heartless away.
“Twilight!” Fluttershy cried as a bunch of shadows were climbing atop eachother to reach Fluttershy and Rarity.
“Ok ok! Gather around!” Twilight said and the group did as the shadows began surrounding them.
As they all lunged Twilight teleported the group.
They reappeared outside in a heap.
“Ooof!” They all grunted as they hit the ground.
“Everypony all right?” Pinkie asked as they all got up.
“Yeah,” they all said.
“Ah ain't…” And they all looked to see they had accidentally teleported on top of Applejack.
“Applejack?” Twilight exclaimed and she helped her up.
“What was so important ya literally got the drop on me?” Applejack asked cracking her back.
“We were just attacked by shadowy thingies!” Pinkie exclaimed.
“Shadowy thingies?.... Huh…” Applejack wondered if AB and her friends weren’t kidding around after all.
“We need to alert the princess, I get the feeling something bad is going on,” Twilight said.
“Ah was on mah way to see ya when this happened, AB and her friends saw somethin similar,” Applejack said.
“They did?” Twilight asked.
“Guys?” Spike said but they didn’t hear him.
“Yeah, and there was a witch and a big dog too,” AJ said.
“...We need to move,” Twilight said.
“Guys!” Spike called louder.
“What?” Twilight asked.
“Look!” Spike pointed and they saw ponies running into their houses as a swarm of shadows made their way down the street toward them.
“Not good!” Pinkie said.
“What in tarnation!?” AJ said taken aback.
“Later! Come on!” Twilight said and they all took off as the shadows chased them.
As they ran they saw several ponies in the way.
“Get into your homes! The danger is coming!” Pinkie called as she bounced into the air.
The ponies began to panic as they saw the shadows coming.
As the group ran past Twilight looked back and saw one of the ponies was still in the road panicking, she was about to turn around and help them but then she saw something that assured her her suspicions were right.
The shadows went around the confused pony and continued chasing them.
“I knew it… they're after us!” Twilight cried.
“Why us?!” Spike cried as Twilight picked him up in her magic and set him on her back as he was lagging behind.
“I don’t know but we need to keep-” Suddenly she sensed something and she turned in time to see what looked like giant black bubbles descending on them.
“Look out!” Twilight cried as she teleported in time and Rainbow’s quick reaction speed helped her dodge it..
Her other friends weren’t as lucky.
They were caught in the bubbles and carried into the air.
“AAH!” They all cried as they were dragged into the air.
“GIRLS!” Twilight cried.
“Oh no!” Spike cried.
“Oh no you don’t!” Rainbow tried to fly forward to free her friends but several bubbles descended on her and snatched her up “AGH!” Rainbow cried.
“NO!” Twilight cried and she ran after them as the bubbles flew away but the shadows cut her and Spike off.
“Let me through!” Twilight said as she tried to fly over them but a bunch more creatures got in her way.
These ones were shaped like armored pegasi and they had a strange heart-like insignia on them.
“What the?!” Twilight said as one zoomed forward and bucked her back to ground level.
As Twilight got up she saw the bubbles floating away.
“LET ME THROUGH!” Twilight yelled.
“I am afraid your orders have no sway over them, princess,” A female voice said and Twilight turned to see a witch approaching.
“You… your that witch Applejack mentioned.
“I see my presence was already known, my apologies,” Maleficent gave a mocking bow.
“What have you done with our friends!?” Spike yelled.
“Be silent whelp, the grownups are talking,” Maleficent said dismissively.
“Hey!” Spike angrily said.
“Where are our friends?” Twilight said getting in front of Spike.
“Somewhere safe I assure you, at least until they become heartless,” Maleficent said with a chuckle.
“Heartless?” Twilight didn’t like the sound of that.
“Yes, my minions, it was thanks to a tip from an old foe of yours that I came and took care of the likely dangers to my plans here first,” Maleficent said.
“Give them back!” Twilight said flaring her horn.
“I’m afraid not, they as well as you will become heartless, and soon join me in my quest, this land, is so full of magic and power, I cannot wait to make it a land of darkness,” Maleficent said.
“Not on my watch!” Twilight said before firing a magic blast at Maleficent who simply swatted it aside.
“Huh?” Twilight said.
“You attack with only enough force to incapacitate? How naive, heartless, take her!” Maleficent ordered and the heartless began closing in on her.
“No!” Twilight put a barrier up around her and Spike and the heartless began swarming all over the barrier like a black tidal wave.
Yellow eyes stared at them from every angle as her barrier was subsumed.
“Wh-what are we going to do Twilight?” Spike asked.
“I-I don’t know,” Twilight said nervously as she strained to hold them back.
Her barrier began to crack, it began to crumble and soon, they would be subsumed.
Just as Twilight began to fear the worst…
Lightning blasted the creatures called heartless on her barrier and they cleared away from the barrier.
“Huh?” Twilight looked to see a pegasus overhead “Sir! Flee! This place isn’t safe!” Twilight cried.
“Don’t worry, we got this!” He said as he spun in midair and pulled out… a giant key?
“Huh?” Twilight said before he aimed it and fired a fireball out.
“Fire!” he shouted as the blast flew at the scattering heartless and blew them up.
“Ahyup! Come an get ‘em!” Twilight turned to see an earth pony carrying a shield run into the crowd of heartless and smash them aside.
“Heads up!” A slightly warbled voice said as she saw what looked like a blue and white unicorn run in and unleash electricity on multiple heartless taking them out.
“What the?” Spike said in awe, it was like seeing real-life heroes and villains fighting!
“Hah!” The pegasus dove down and took out a group of heartless in a spin attack, and just like that, the heartless were cleared away.
They turned their attention to the witch who glared balefully at them.
“How are you three always where I am getting work done!?” She growled.
“Guess we’re just lucky,” The pegasus said.
“Hmph, very well, but our goal is set whether we have the princess or not,” Maleficent turned and left through a portal.
“Hey! Get back here!” the unicorn ran after her but the portal closed before he could reach “Aw dagnabit! She got away!” He huffed.
“It’s alright, as long as everyone is safe,” The pegasus said.
“Eeyup let’s check on the purple lady,” The black and brown earth pony said.
They turned and trotted over to Twilight who had let the barrier down, but was still wary.
“It’s ok, we’re allies, I’m Sora,” Sora said.
“Donald,” Donald introduced himself.
“Goofy,” Goofy waved.
“....Weird names,” Spike said.
“Wh-who are you guys?” Twilight asked.
“Just a few travelers, we happened to stop by this world and noticed a heartless presence on it so we drove here-” Sora trailed off when he saw the bewildered look on their faces.
“I’m thinkin she doesn’t know about the other worlds,” Goofy whispered.
“Or the heartless,” Donald added.
“Hmm… alright, then play it cool,” Sora said.
“Excuse me,” Twilight trotted over and they turned to her “You three seem to know what’s happening around here, please, they took my friends, if you know anything, please tell,” Twilight pleaded.
“Your friends were taken? Hmm, that can’t be good, where can we go to talk?” Sora asked.
“My castle but it’s overrun by those… heartless things you were talking about,” Twilight said.
“Then we’ll take care of it, come on,” Sora said and they followed.
“Can we trust them?” Twilight asked.
“Sure we can, they were awesome back there!” Spike cheered
“I hope we can,” Twilight said.
A heartless fell down defeated as Sora struck another one down with his keyblade.
“That all of them?” Sora asked.
“I would thinks so,” Twilight said “Come, the map room is this way,” Twilight led them up the stairs.
Then she heard tumbling and she turned to see them all at the bottom of the stairs.
“Stupid slippery stairs,” Donald said from the bottom of the pile.
“Oops!” Sora chuckled “These hooves are hard to get used to,” Sora said.
“...What?” Twilight didn’t know what he meant by that.
“One sec,” Sora tried to go up the stairs and he wound up slipping again.
“...Need help?” Twilight asked.
“Kinda…” Sora said.
After helping them up the stairs Twilight led them into the map room and up to the map.
“Before we go on, what did you mean before?” Twilight asked.
“Trust me it’ll take alot of explaining,” Sora said.
“...Oook,” Twilight said before resuming setting up the map up again.
“So… how did you do that flame and lightning stuff? That was seriously cool!” Spike said.
“Oh simple, I used my keyblade and some magic,” Sora said resting the key on his shoulder.
“Coool! Can I hold it?” Spike asked.
“Sure,” Sora handed it to him and Spike made a few moves with it.
Sora expected it to teleport back to his hoof… but it took a little longer than he thought.
“Huh?” Sora said when he noticed it wasn’t returning.
“Wham! Boom, swish!” Spike said as he fenced an invisible opponent, after a minute the keyblade vanished and reappeared back in Sora’s hoof.
“Huh?” Spike looked to Sora.
“Wow, you must have an affinity for this stuff if the keyblade was comfortable in your hands for so long,” Sora said with a smile.
“Really?” Spike said finding this stuff cooler by the minute.
“Ok, I managed to get the map on for now, just be careful it’s acting weird lately,” Twilight said.
“Wow,” The three said as they saw the map turn on.
“What is it?” Goofy asked.
“It’s a map of Equestria, it details whenever there’s a problem or a friendship issue to be solved, speaking of which, there are problems all over, these creatures, these heartless, are appearing everywhere, what do we do?” Twilight asked.
“We need to find and stop Maleficent, she’s the cause behind this,” Sora said.
“Well to this end I need to find my friends, she mentioned turning them into heartless, and while I still don’t fully understand them I don’t want my friends to become them,” Twilight said.
“Then time is of the essence,” Donald said.
“Ok, then let’s move, the concentration of problems seems to be the most serious around Appleoosa,” Twilight said.
“Right… where’s that?” Sora asked.
“You don’t know where Appleloosa is?... come to think of it, you’ve been saying alot of weird things, I think the trip there would be a good time to tell me what you know, and I’ll have Spike send a message to Celestia, she’s my teacher,” Twilight said and Spike ran off to do that, after coming back and drawing out a message he sent it.
“Alright,” Sora nodded “Now come on” Sora turned and galloped away with the others in tow.
“I hope I’m making the right decisions,” Twilight said as she followed them.
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Aether Spark
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562326
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Main 6,Spike,Adventure,Comedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Violence
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Kingdom Hearts: A visit to a land of ponies
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Darkness and light meet magic and friendship, can harmony and light prevail?
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<p>Sora and the gang are going through the map, fixing worlds and restoring peace.</p><p>But when a new world appears and darkness is afoot, Harmony and Light must work together to save the day.</p><p>The question is, how can that happen when harmony is... split up?</p><p>[How are you guys doing? I am sorry for the radio silence, I've been working a lot on projects, but I have spare time for now to dedicate a story that came to me out of the blue, hope you enjoy!]</p><p>[Image by Shadowkixx]</p>
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They galloped through town as a group.
“So how do we get to this… Appleoosa?” Sora asked.
“Simple, we go by train,” Twilight said.
“Trains? Cool!” Sora said as they made their way to the train station, as soon as they got there however heartless appeared.
Shadows, soldiers, and a big one.
“Company!” Goofy said breaking out the shield.
“We got this!” Sora said and they proceeded run forward fighting the heartless.
“I can fight too!” Twilight said as she fired a few blasts taking out the shadows coming at her, Spike hid over by the ticket booth.
Goofy threw his shield like a boomerang, hitting several soldiers and knocking them down.
Donald tried to use his hooves to buck a shadow that came at him but he missed and got struck by one sending him tumbling.
“You ok Donald?” Sora called as he held back the hands of the big one.
“Yeah!” Donald said as he got up and shot a fireblast taking down the heartless that hit him.
Twilight took to the air avoiding a soldier from grabbing her and she flew forward and fired a blast at the big one.
But it just bounced off his belly.
“Huh?!” Twilight flew up and avoided being grabbed.
“Hit him from behind!” Sora called to her as the big one flailed its arms angrily.
“Gotcha!” Twilight said as she swooped around behind the big one and fired a beam at its back and that did visible damage, it turned to attack Twilight but Sora slipped in and struck him down.
Finally the heartless were taken care of.
“Whew, we did it,” Sora said before continuing on.
“Alright, now we proceed into the train, I’ll set our directions,” Twilight said going over to the ticket booth where the ticket pony was cowering from the ordeal.
“Um… admit five please, Appleloosa” Twilight said.
Twilight sat down across from the others as the train traveled and stared at them carefully.
“So, we have time right now, tell me everything,” Twilight requested.
“Ooook… how to put this, this is one of many worlds and we’re travelers traveling to each world to save it from darkness and protect it from it, and we happen to not be ponies at all,” Sora said.
“Is that it?...” Spike said looking confused.
“I’m a duck,” Donald said.
“I’m a dog,” Goofy said.
“I’m human,” Sora said.
“I’m not in the mood for jokes, what’s the real story?” Twilight asked.
“....That is the real story,” Sora said.
“That’s crazy talk,” Twilight said.
“Crazier than a land of magic horses?” Donald asked.
“Has us there,” Spike said.
“So… there’s other worlds and you guys turned into ponies coming here?” Twilight asked.
“Yep,” Sora said.
“....And I thought Discord was the strangest thing around,” Twilight sat back in her seat.
“Who?” Sora asked.
“He’s a friend of my friend Fluttershy… speaking of which where is he? You’d think her being kidnapped would be a reason for him to arrive,” Twilight said.
“Maybe something happened to him,” Spike wondered.
“Maybe, I just hope Celestia gets the message soon,” Twilight said.
“Yeah, I don’t know this Celestia, but she sounds like someone important,” Donald said.
“More than important, she moves the sun and rules the nation with a fair hoof,” Twilight said.
“Well I don't know about you guys but when we find her we should-” Sora was cut off as something crashed into the side of the train and they all fell out of their seats.
“Aaah!” Spike flew out of his seat.
“What the hay?!” Twilight looked out her window and saw something that surprised her.
Dozens of pegasi were flying about the train, but they looked like heartless!
“What’s going on?” Twilight said.
“Heh, I was worried this trip was going to be boring,” Sora said as they ran out the door.
“Hey!” Twilight followed them before pausing and telling Spike to stay put.
“Ok!” Spike said as he tried to hold on as the train rocked again.
Twilight got out of the train and climbed up the ladder to join the others on the train's roof.
And what she saw surprised her.
It looked like an Ursa Minor but as a heartless and it was running beside the train.
It roared and fired spheres out of its mouth spawning new minions, they looked like pony-sized Ursa’s!
“What in Celestia’s mane!?” Twilight cried.
“Hyah!” Sora took out two Ursa heartless before rolling away from a pegasi heartless.
Donald used lightning to dispatch some more pegasi heartless.
And Goofy seemed to be holding the line further down the train from shadow heartless, he bashed several off of the train and ran forward to hold them off.
"I got ya covered over here!" Goofy called.
"Good work!" Donald said as he used an ice attack on a shadow that got through.
All this was pretty overwhelming but Twilight mustered her courage and climbed on to help out too.
She decided to focus on the big bear heartless.
“Hah!” Twilight fired several shots at the Ursa but it tanked it and responded by leaping onto the side of the train.
“Aaah!” Twilight yelped as the force of the attack nearly knocked her off.
“Got it!” Sora said as he ran up to the bigger Ursa and he struck it several times in the head where the heart insignia was.
The monster bit at him but Sora jumped back and used his wings to land safely.
The monster leaped off of the train and back onto the grass as it continued to run beside the train and it fired more spheres onto the train spawning more Ursa heartless.
“Hah!” Twilight fired several beams and managed to take one out but the other one ran forward an struck her with its claw knocking her down and injuring her.
“OW!” Twilight cried.
It moved to strike again but Sora got it from behind with a keyblade swing and it took it down.
“You alright?” Sora asked extending a hoof.
“Yeah, just a scratch,” Twilight said.
“I gotcha!” Donald said using Heal on her to restore some of her health.
“Huh? Wow, how did you-” Twilight said.
“Talk later!” Donald said gesturing to the big Ursa leaping onto the side of the train again.
“AAAH!” Twilight had to roll away from a slamming paw and she righted herself before blasting it in the face with a beam from her horn.
“Keep it up!” Sora said before he jumped forward and slashed it in the face.
Suddenly two pegasi heartless flew down and struck Sora back.
“Agh!” Sora grunted.
“I got the skies!” Donald said as he fired electricity and took out the pegasi heartless above Sora.
“Heads up!” Goofy shouted as he continued to hold the shadow heartless at bay.
“Keep it up Goofy!” Donald called.
The Ursa heartless jumped back again and began ramming the side of the train multiple times.
“I think it’s trying to derail us!” Twilight said.
“Then we gotta take it down now!” Sora said before he used a block to repel a pegasus heartless and he shot several firaga blasts at the bear.
Roaring angrily the bear lunged onto the side of the train again and Sora rolled around a paw slam and he struck the bear several times with his keyblade.
“I can help!” Twilight shouted as she used her magic to fire several blasts into the face of the bear and the bear snapped at her.
But Sora got in the way and blocked with his keyblade and the Ursa threw its head to the side to throw him.
“Not so fast!” Sora said before spreading his wings and he flew through the air and swung back around and delivered a powerful slash to the side of the Ursa’s head.
The Ursa roared as a flash of light occurred and time slowed briefly.
The Ursa fell to the side and tumbled on the ground beside the train before disappearing.
Meanwhile the last of the pegasi heartless was taken out by Donald zapping them out of the air.
“Whew! I think we got them all,” Donald said.
“Done over here!” Goofy said as he trotted back to them.
“Yeah!” Sora said raising his keyblade in victory.
“Y’know, I was still doubtful back there, but now I think I believe you,” Twilight said sitting down to catch her breath.
“Let’s get back inside,” Sora said.
“Yeah. let’s see how Spike is doing,” Twilight said as they trotted back inside the train.
Spike was sleeping on Twilight’s lap by the time they got to Appleloosa.
“Time to wake up,” Twilight said to Spike who woke with a yawn.
“Whew, alright, let’s get moving,” Spike said as he hopped down from the seat.
“So, what can we expect here?” Sora asked.
“It’s a lovely place this time of year, as long as the heartless aren’t too plentiful here we should be ok,” Twilight said as they went out of the train.
And saw a ghost town.
“Huh?” Twilight looked around.
“Huh, seems like everyone skedaddled or somethin,” Goofy said.
“Why?” Twilight asked before suddenly they heard footsteps behind them and they turned to see Pete.
“Hahaha! Maleficent was spot on when she said you all were gullible enough to come here,” Pete said.
“Huh? Who's that?” Twilight asked.
“That’s Pete, he works with Maleficent,” Sora said brandishing his keyblade.
“Great I have some questions,” Twilight said getting ready “Like where are my friends?” Twilight demanded.
“You mean the other elements of whatever? They're safe with us, I’d be a little more concerned with you right now,” Pete said before snapping his fingers and all of a sudden multiple heartless appeared around them.
Including two Ursa’s.
“Crud, there’s more!?” Donald said getting ready.
“Heheheheheh! Nothing’ll stop us from taking this worlds magic for our own uses,” Pete said “Especially not colorful horses that trumpet ‘friendship’” Pete laughed.
“I’ll show you why you should be afraid of us,” A voice said and they all looked up and suddenly a powerful beam struck one of the Ursa’s and took it out.
“What the?!” Pete said as Celestia flew in from above with a contingent of guards.
“Whose this?” Sora asked.
“Celestia!” Twilight happily said.
“I came just in time it seems,” Celestia said.
“How did- we made sure you were distracted along the way!” Pete said in disbelief.
“Your distraction was quickly dealt with,” Celestia said recalling having to fight several groups of heartless along the way.
“How did you know to come here?” Twilight asked.
“I’ll tell you afterward, firstly, let us deal with this,” Celestia flared her horn.
“Tch! Attack!” Pete shouted summoning two more Ursa heartless.
“Let’s go!” Sora said.
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<p>Sora and the gang are going through the map, fixing worlds and restoring peace.</p><p>But when a new world appears and darkness is afoot, Harmony and Light must work together to save the day.</p><p>The question is, how can that happen when harmony is... split up?</p><p>[How are you guys doing? I am sorry for the radio silence, I've been working a lot on projects, but I have spare time for now to dedicate a story that came to me out of the blue, hope you enjoy!]</p><p>[Image by Shadowkixx]</p>
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teen
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2024-07-29T21:47:32+00:00
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2024-08-03T01:01:50+00:00
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Sora took out two shadows and leaped over a big one trying to grab him as he ran at Pete.
“Bring it!” Pete said as he ran at Sora.
“I will handle the Ursa heartless, you handle the rest,” Celestia strategized as she and the guards got ready.
“Got it-... wait, how do you know about-”
“Later go!” Celestia said as she took to the air and fired a beam at the bears who dodged while the guards ran forward.
“O-ok!” Twilight said and she ran forward and fired some blasts, taking out several soldiers.
“Hah!” Pete punched Sora sending him tumbling but Sora rolled to his hooves and fired lightning at Pete zapping him.
“YOW!” Pete yelped and he ran around Sora who tried to follow but was cut off by big ones.
“Out of the way!” Sora said.
Pete ran forward and gunned for Twilight.
“This ain’t good, with Celestia here the plans gone belly up! I need to take her student hostage, it’s the only way,” Pete said.
Twilight flew upwards a little and shot a beam taking out another soldier when she was scooped up from behind.
“AH!” Twilight yelped.
“GOTCHA!” Pete said.
“Hey! Let her go!” Donald demanded as he and Goofy turned towards him.
“Not a chance losers! Hey princess! Got somethin!” Pete called.
Celestia had just taken down an Ursa when she turned and saw this.
“Twilight!” Celestia called.
“Either leave now or the purple pony gets it,” Pete said.
“Tch!” Celestia could easily take him down but it would hurt Twilight in the process.
“Twilight!” Spike called as he ran over to help.
“Back off shrimp!” Pete kicked Spike away.
“Ah!” Spike yelped.
“Spike!” Twilight cried.
“Alright, that’ll be easy, either beat it or lose her!” Pete said.
“Hey Pete!” Sora called and he turned around seeing Sora smiling.
“Made you look,” Sora said simply.
Suddenly a beam from Celestia struck Pete from behind and sent him flying.
“WHOOAAAA!” Pete cried as he landed on his face while dropping Twilight.
“Twilight! Are you alright?” Donald asked.
“Yeah, thanks, sorry for that,” Twilight said.
“It’s fine,” Goofy said before he got in the way of a smaller Ursa trying to attack “Let’s get back to fightin!” Goofy said.
“Grrr… this is a disaster, I gotta warn Maleficent at the cave,” Pete said before he ran off.
“Cave?...” Twilight said having heard that.
“Get down!” Celestia said and she flew above Appleloosa and fired multiple beams down taking out the remaining heartless.
“Wow, she’s as strong as you said,” Sora said.
“That’s my teacher,” Twilight smiled and they grouped up after collecting themselves after the experience.
“Whew, everyone ok?” Sora asked.
“Yeah, sorry I wasn’t much help,” Spike said.
“It’s fine Spike, you did what you could,” Twilight assured him.
“Yes, thanks for your help Sora,” Celestia said.
“...How do you know my name?” Sora asked.
“Yeah, and the heartless,” Twilight asked.
“I’ve dealt with them before, but time is of the essence, Pete got away,” Celestia said.
“Where to?” Donald asked.
“I’m not sure,” Celestia said pondering what their next move should be.
“....The cave of harmony,” Twilight said getting an epiphany.
“What’s that?” Sora asked.
“A place where Equestria’s harmony magic resides,” Spike said.
“Why there?” Celestia said.
“It’s what Pete said that has me thinking,” Twilight said “He mentioned their goal is to make Equestria’s magic theirs, and he also mentioned a cave, It seems like a wild guess, but I think they may be intending to take the tree of Harmony for themselves,” Twilight said grimly.
“Then time is of the essence, we must hurry, Luna is in Canterlot making sure the heartless don’t enter so we’re on our own, guards,” Celestia said turning to them.
“Yes?” A guard said.
“Remain here to protect the citizens, I fear we may need you here,” Celestia said.
“Ok,” The guards took off.
“Meanwhile we must make haste,” Celestia said.
“Ok!” The others said and they followed her back to the train.
As the group took the train back Celestia was writing on a scroll the whole time.
“So, you're saying you’ve met the heartless before, how is that?” Sora asked.
“It was the heartless who turned my sister into Nightmare Moon, an evil alicorn, and it was only by putting her on the moon she was safe from being further corrupted, luckily I had help,” Celestia said.
“Who?” Twilight asked.
“A young mouse, with a keyblade similar to yours,” Celestia said.
“You mean the king?!” Donald and Goofy exclaimed.
“Yes,” Celestia said.
“King?” Twilight asked.
“King Mickey, he’s our leader, and he’s out there fighting heartless as we speak,” Donald said.
“Wasn’t that many years ago? How is he still alive?” Spike asked.
“Time is a bit of an oddity to travelers like them, the flow is different in some worlds,” Celestia said.
“Gotcha,” Twilight said.
“Makes sense,” Sora said.
“Come, this is our stop,” Celestia said as they made their way off the train.
“Where is this tree of harmony?” Sora asked.
“Over this way, it’ll be faster if we fly,” Twilight said.
“Ahem,” Donald coughed as he, Spike and Goofy weren’t pegasi.
“I got you,” Celestia said, grabbing them in her aura.
“Whoa!” Donald and Goofy exclaimed as they lifted into the air.
“Alright, we must hurry,” Celestia said and with that, they took off.
The flight was short but they made it without any problems.
“This seems too easy,” Twilight said.
“You're right,” Celestia said.
“Whaddya mean?” Goofy asked.
“We didn’t meet any resistance in coming here, it’s almost as if-”
“Look out!” Celestia used a barrier to block a magic blast and they turned to see a dozen heartless coming out of the forest.
“Not good!” Spike said, backing away.
“It was a trap!” Twilight said as they got ready but Celestia got in front of them and spread her wings.
“I will handle them, go ensure the tree is safe,” Celestia said.
“Ok!” Sora said and they ran off.
“Will she be ok?” Donald asked.
“Celestia is capable, we need to- no…” Twilight paused at the entrance to the cave and they turned.
“What?” Sora asked.
“Look!” Twilight pointed and they turned and saw the tree but something was different, it had these five weird bulb-like things on the ends of the branches, like fruit hanging from the tree, and inside them.
Were her friends…
“GIRLS!” Twilight galloped over there.
“Look out!” Spike called and Twilight looked up and saw a bubble flying at her but she teleported in time avoiding it.
“Tch!” Twilight looked up and saw Maleficent descending.
“Hmmph, if it weren’t for that whelp I would have gotten you,” Maleficent said angrily.
“Hey!” Spike said.
“Maleficent!” Sora said getting ready.
“Give up! You can’t win!” Donald said.
“Come to save the tree hmm? You believe I am outmatched, little do you know, you’ve been played,” Maleficent said before a barrier came up on the cave exit.
“Huh?!” The group exclaimed turning around.
“The tree was never our goal, but as long as you’re here, you might as well be entertained,” Maleficent said as she waved her hand and suddenly the tree shook and darkness began to emulate from it.
“No… she’s corrupted the tree!?” Twilight said in shock.
“Not quite,” Maleficent said before she vanished with a laugh.
And the tree suddenly began a transformation.
The branches began to warp into crystal tentacles and the bulbs gained thorns.
And the cutie mark in the center became a heartless insignia.
“That’s not the tree, that’s a big heartless!” Twilight exclaimed.
“Then we’ve gotta fight it!” Sora said.
The tree roared as it swung one of the bulbs down like a giant hammer and the group scattered.
“Hah!” Donald fired several fire blasts at it but the tree blocked it with one of the bulbs containing Pinkie.
“Careful!” Twilight said.
“Sorry!” Donald called back before another bulb struck him sending him flying.
“Donald!” Sora exclaimed before he ran forward at the tree which slammed down several bulbs and he dodged around them before leaping at the insignia and striking it several times.
“Goofy!” Sora called as it swung down at him but Goofy blocked it with his shield.
“I’m coming!” Twilight called as she took to the air avoiding several swings from the tree and she fired several shots at the tree, hitting it and it growled as it flailed its arms around forcing everyone back.
Sora took to the air and deflected two swings from the tree heartless and he used thundaga to shoot at it and it hit the tree making it growl and it suddenly fired a beam from its insignia.
“Whoa!” Sora dodged it.
It fired the beam a few more times and one blast hit Donald and then Goofy.
“Oooowaaaah!” Goofy cried as he landed near Spike who was hiding.
“I can help too!” Spike cried and he tried to run out but Twilight landed in front of him.
“No Spike, stay put, I don’t want you getting hurt!” Twilight said before she took off again.
“....” Spike looked down.
“HAAAH!” Twilight flew at the tree and fired a big beam at it but the tree suddenly put her friends in front of it “NO!” Twilight used her magical grip to change the beam's course into a wall.
The tree then swung two bulbs at Twilight but Sora got in the way and blocked it… before they both got launched.
“AAAH!” They both cried as they were sent flying.
“Sora!” Donald cried and he prepared to heal them when a bulb smashed into him and knocked him into a wall knocking him out.
“No!” Goofy cried and he ran forward throwing his shield like a boomerang but the tree knocked it aside and then did the same to Goofy K.O-ing him as well.
“No!” Sora cried before he got up and deflected another swing from the tree and Twilight put up a barrier as the tree hit it repeatedly.
“We can’t-” Twilight said
“No we can!” Sora said as he glanced at Spike and he nodded.
Spike nodded as well and he ran forward.
“Spike! No!” Twilight cried.
“Trust him!” Sora said before he jumped out of the barrier and ran at the tree and he dodged several swings but when it swung down again at him Sora dodged and pinned the tentacle down.
“Now!” Sora cried and Spike looked to him and saw Sora pointing at the tentacle, getting the plan Spike ran over and jumped onto the tentacle and Sora got off as the tree raised its tendril into the air and swung him around trying to get him off.
“Hey! Over here!” Sora called as he galloped around and the tree growled before firing beams at him.
He dodged into the air and it shot a limb forward and pinned Sora against the wall.
“NO!” Twilight cried.
Sora suddenly smiled.
“Gotcha!” Sora said before he raised his hand and his keyblade vanished.
The tree raised its other bulbs to smash him when it heard Spike give a battle cry and it looked up and saw the small dragon descending… keyblade in hand and he slashed it downwards and split the front of the tree down the middle.
The tree screeched in pain and let go of Sora who took back to the air and Spike threw the keyblade upwards.
“NOW!” Spike called and Sora caught the keyblade and plunged it into the tree’s heart insignia.
It cracked and began fracturing before the tree heartless screeched as the bulbs dissipated dropping the other elements to the ground.
Sora jumped back and saw the tree screeching some more before it lurched forward and disappeared, and a heart flew away, revealing the real tree of harmony.
“We did it!” Spike cheered.
“Yeah, thanks to you Spike,” Sora said.
“Heheh, thanks,” Spike said.
“Girls!” Twilight cried as she ran to them and checked their pulses, they were alive thankfully she turned and saw Spike approaching.
“Spike… you did it!” Twilight hugged him.
“Thanks, Twilight, I think I’m ready to fight now,” Spike said as she set him down.
“Let me help us first,” Sora said before using healaga to heal everypony.
“Whew… my head,” Donald said as he got up.
“Gwarsh, that tree packs a punch,” Goofy said as the two made their way over to the group.
“Well now that that is fixed, let us get moving, my friends need a hospital,” Twilight said… before a glow overcame the area and they turned to see a light in front of Spike.
“Huh?” Spike said before he saw something manifest out of the light…
A keyblade.
It was designed to look like it was made of fire but the flames were colored green and purple.
“Whoa… is that your keyblade?” Spike asked.
“No Spike, I think that’s yours,” Sora said with a smile.
“My… keyblade?... Wow,” Spike said as he grabbed it and he could feel it the moment he touched it, it was his, he swung it around and laughed.
“I got one!” Spike cheered.
“Looks like we have another keyblade wielder, this is good,” Donald said.
“Should we tell his majesty?” Goofy asked.
“Later, for now, we need to help my friends, and solve this problem,” Twilight said still feeling proud of Spike.
“Alright, let’s go find Celestia,” Sora said as they gathered up her friends and carried them out.
As they got outside they saw Celestia standing there looking a little tired but she saw them she trotted over.
“Was the tree alright?” Maleficent asked.
“Yes, but we had to deal with a heartless posing as the tree.
“I see you’ve found the other elements, this is good, let us get them somewhere safe,” Celestia said before they went back to Ponyville.
It showed them in the hospital and the others were laying in beds.
“They just need to rest and they will be well,” Celestia said.
“Yes, but what of Maleficent and Pete? Why take us on this long goose chase?” Twilight asked.
“I’m not sure, I-” Celestia paused when Spike burped up a letter and he looked at it.
“It’s from Luna to you Celestia,” Spike said handing it to her.
Celestia opened the letter and as she looked at it her eyes widened.
“What does it say?” Twilight asked.
“....This was their game all along…” Celestia said with chagrin.
“What?” Twilight asked.
“We need to go to Canterlot and gather our resources, the Crystal Empire is in peril,” Celestia said.
“What?” Sora asked.
“Sombra and an army of heartless have taken over the Crystal Empire!” Celestia said.
“No…” Twilight said in horror.
“We must go to Canterlot and assess the damage from those who escaped, I fear we’ve fallen into their trap,” Celestia said.
“Alright, let’s go,” Twilight said and they left.
Spike looked down at his new weapon and gripped it tightly, he wasn’t going to hide anymore! It was time he face his problems head on.
And so the group made their way out of the hospital, ready to face their next endeavor.
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Main 6,Spike,Adventure,Comedy,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Violence
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Darkness and light meet magic and friendship, can harmony and light prevail?
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<p>Sora and the gang are going through the map, fixing worlds and restoring peace.</p><p>But when a new world appears and darkness is afoot, Harmony and Light must work together to save the day.</p><p>The question is, how can that happen when harmony is... split up?</p><p>[How are you guys doing? I am sorry for the radio silence, I've been working a lot on projects, but I have spare time for now to dedicate a story that came to me out of the blue, hope you enjoy!]</p><p>[Image by Shadowkixx]</p>
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teen
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2024-07-30T00:35:37+00:00
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2024-07-30T00:35:37+00:00
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Twilight looked out the window of the carriage as she and the others made their way to Canterlot.
“Whoa,” Sora and his friends said as they looked out at the giant city but Twilight focused instead on the present problem.
“Celestia, did Cadence, Shining Armor, and Flurry Heart get out in time?” Twilight asked.
“I’m not sure, they weren’t among the escapees however so it is possible they were captured,” Celestia said.
“Then we have to hurry, let’s go talk to Luna,” Twilight said.
“Ok,” Celestia said as they made their way to the chariot landing zone.
As they made their way out and into the castle Spike was riding on Sora’s back.
“So, are we going to go an kick some more heartless butt?” Spike asked.
“Not that simple, they may have hostages and we can’t take any risks,” Celestia said as they arrived in the throne room soon enough.
“Wow, and I thought this place looked big on the outside,” Sora said.
“It’s even more impressive than the king's castle… don’t tell him I said that please,” Goofy said.
“Maaaaybe,” Donald chortled.
“Sister!” the group turned to see Luna running up to them.
“Hello Luna, how have the heartless incursions been going?” Celestia asked.
“Dreadful, but I have defeated enough to repel them for now, did you get the message?” Luna asked.
“Yes, we must gather the forces, I have a plan,” Celestia said as she turned to Twilight and the others “Since the elements are out of commission for the time being we need to focus on other means then, Sora,” Celestia said.
“Yes?” Sora asked.
“I am hoping you can lend us your aid again,” Celestia asked.
“Sure,” Sora said.
“You can count on us!” Donald said and Goofy nodded.
“Thank you, the keyblade will be essential to help end this,” Celestia said glancing at Spike “And yours as well,” Celestia smiled.
“Yep!” Spike said with a smile.
“Now here’s the plan, me and Luna will create a diversion and draw at least most of the heartless away, you must rally your efforts towards saving the hostages and defeating Sombra,” Celestia said “That being the case Spike will be the hostage rescuer while the rest of you will confront Sombra,” Celestia added.
“What? Why?” Spike complained.
“Because you possess a keyblade now, you’ll be essential in protecting the hostage rescue group, you’ll go with a group of guards trained for missions like this,” Celestia said.
“But I can help beat Sombra,” Spike said.
“You’d rather not save your brother?” Celestia asked with a raised brow.
Spike paused and realized she was right and thinking of it, he nodded “I’ll do it,” Spike said, still a little disappointed admittedly.
“Alright, the rest of you be careful, A lot hinges on Sombra and Maleficent not obtaining the crystal heart,” Celestia said.
“Ok,” The group nodded and they left to get ready.
As they made their way to the carriages along with the others Spike walked to another and Twilight caught up to him and hugged him.
“Spike, I hope you don’t think we’re excluding you, those hostages need you,” Twilight said.
“I understand, I’m just… I’m worried,” Spike said.
“Don’t be, we’re going to be alright,” Twilight said “Now get with your group and be prepared to infiltrate,” Twilight said.
“Ok,” Spike said and they went off to the carriages to begin their missions.
Luna met the attack group to confirm the plan.
“Ok, we’ll land you all outside city limits when the battle starts make your way in,” Luna said.
“Ok,” Sora said.
“Spike and the others will make their way in from the opposite side and they will escort the prisoners, if Sombra doesn’t suspect anything, we will get through without a hitch.
“Ok,” Sora said.
“Let’s get moving then,” Twilight said.
“Alright,” Luna said and they made their way into the carriages.
Sombra trotted through the halls of the Crystal Empire, overcome with spires of black crystal and heartless lining the halls.
“Now that we have finished our invasion it’s time to prep for the coming battle,” Sombra said with a chuckle.
“Remember our deal,” Maleficent said.
“Yes yes, you get the crystal heart and I get everything else, but the fools were clever enough to seal away the crystal heart within a chamber that cannot be breached by normal means before they were captured,” Sombra said.
“And the power of the crystal heart is too pure for the heartless, but once I have it I’ll corrupt it into a power of darkness, and soon, not even those meddlesome brats can stop me,” Maleficent said.
“Heheh, you need not be impatient, I have a special method of getting that door unlocked, it will take time though,” Sombra said.
“Get to it then,” Maleficent said as she vanished.
“Hmmph, order me around…” Sombra snorted before he entered a dungeon and saw Shining and Cadence in a cell with Flurry Heart.
“You can’t hide in there forever, the wards you put up around that jail cell will fail eventually and then, I’ll clip then dangle your daughter over the edge of the castle until you tell me what I need to know,” Sombra said.
“You won’t win Sombra,” Cadence said.
“With the power of the heartless I cannot be stopped, and besides, I have a secret weapon that will assure my victory,” Sombra said with a laugh as he made his way to the door.
“Maybe I’ll hold your sister at knifepoint to make you leave that warded area,” Sombra said before leaving.
“Tch,” Shining wanted so badly to wipe that smug look off of Sombra’s face, but he had to put his family first.
The carriages made their way into the Crystal Empire area and settled down where it couldn’t be seen and Twilight, Sora, Donald, and Goofy.
“Alright, we’re in position, now we wait,” Twilight said.
“Can we wait inside the carriage? It’s cold out,” Donald complained.
“Don’t worry we got this,” Sora said as they trotted up to the edge of the cliff and looked out at the empire, seeing it covered in spires made Twilight upset but they knew they had a chance to set everything right.
Spike and a group of seven guards made their way over to the edge of the cliff on the other side of the empire.
“Alright, now we have to be careful,” A guard said.
“Don’t worry, you got me,” Spike said, pulling out his keyblade.
“Alright, now we just wait,” The guard said as they stared out at the many carriages descending outside the empire.
Meanwhile, Sombra and Maleficent were standing outside the empire and watching the chariots landing by the dozen and many pegasi in the air.
Celestia and Luna exited their chariot and trotted out to meet them.
“Princesses,” Maleficent mock bowed.
“Cease the fake gestures and surrender, we can still-”
“Don’t bother with the niceties, we want Equestria, and you will hoof it over if you wish to ever see your student again,” Sombra said.
“Release my niece and son in law or else,” Celestia said.
“I’m afraid their time will be up soon enough, as will your little, ‘surprise attack’ as well,” Maleficent said.
Celestia looked surprised “How did you-”
“Check your shadow,” Sombra said and Celestia did and saw a shadow heartless leave her shadow and crawl back over to them.
“You…” Celestia said with a troubled look.
“Yes, we’ve been tracking you since minute one,” Pete laughed as he walked into view “All thanks to Maleficent's planning too,” Pete said.
“We’ve been played,” Luna said begrudgingly.
“And that’s not all, shall we unveil the surprise?” Sombra asked.
“Yes, we shall,” Maleficent said before she shot a glowing light into the air and suddenly the ground rumbled.
“Now what?” Luna demanded.
“A gift, to the leaders of what will become an Equestria… of darkness,” Maleficent laughed as suddenly the ground rumbling intensified and the guards became restless as suddenly the ground erupted all around them and they turned to see giant Tatzelwurm heartless popping up around them.
“AMBUSH!” Celestia cried and the guards immediately moved to defend themselves as the Tatzelwurm heartless began firing spawning spheres out of their mouths and spawning in shadow heartless and soldiers.
“Wait a minute, what are those?!” Sora said.
“Tatzelwurm's?! When did those-” Twilight exclaimed before more popped out of the ground around them and they turned.
“We’ve been predicted!” Twilight said as she formed a barrier blocking one from attacking them.
Spike and the guards looked shocked as shadow heartless swarmed the area they were in.
“We’re blown!” Spike said as he struck one back “Run!” Spike yelled and the guards fled the area with SPike as the Shadows chased them.
“Deal with them here, I’ll go greet the invaders,” Sombra said as he vanished into smoke and flew back into the empire.
“Hmmph,” Maleficent huffed as she approached Celestia who had managed to fend off an attack from a heartless.
“Well princess of the sun, shall we?” Maleficent said.
“Let’s,” Celestia said as she got ready.
“Hyah!” Sora struck a wurm heartless several times and it responded by swinging its head and whacking him back.
“Agh!” Sora grunted.
“This isn’t good!” Twilight said as she blasted one several times with her magic.
They spawned more shadow heartless and Donald had to use lightning to blast them away.
“Not good!” Donald said as he ran around avoiding a bite from a wurm.
“We’re being overwhelmed!” Twilight said as she saw more Tatzlewurms closing in.
“We gotta move it!” Goofy said and they all ran for it down the hill as the wurms gave chase.
“Come on!” Twilight said as she took to the air with Sora and grabbed Donald and Goofy as well and took them into the air with them.
Both groups made their way to the empire while running from their pursuers.
Twilight and Sora flew higher and higher as a wurm lunged out of the ground at them but fell short of snagging Donald by a few feet.
“YIKES!” Donald yelped as it nearly got him.
“We made it,” Goofy said.
“Yeah, let’s just hope Spike’s having an easier time then us,” Sora said.
“This is not an easy time!” Spike screamed as they ran for it while the shadows chased them, they ran until they entered the city and were approaching the castle, several more heartless joining the chase in the process, pretty soon with Spike’s directions they saw the castle and knew they had to make it, they saw they were approaching a doorway so they jumped for it and they made it in and two guards shut the doors.
“We made it,” A guard wheezed.
“Ok, let’s move,” Spike said as they made their way in.
Twilight and Sora landed on a balcony and made their way into the building.
As they entered the room heartless teleported in.
“Figures he had a welcoming committee set up,” Sora said.
“Let’s get ‘em!” Goofy said and they began fighting the Heartless.
As Spike and the others made their way deeper into the castle shadow heartless began appearing and Spike ran faster.
“My turn to be a hero!” Spike said before he slashed a heartless taking it out and then he struck another two down.
As he fought them off the guards did their best to help by taking down a couple more heartless.
Twilight struck another down with her magic and Sora took out another few with a swing.
As they continued fighting the door was busted down by a big one and it came charging at Twilight.
“Huh?!” Twilight put up a barrier blocking that attack and Goofy came to her aid by shield bashing the big one in the back.
Spike managed to take the last one down and he turned to see the guards were successful too.
“Alright, c’mon,” Spike said as they made their way towards the dungeons.
“You! Um…” Spike forgot his name.
“Sturdy shield!” The stallion responded.
“Right, you’ve been to the dungeons here before, so can you point the way?” Spike said having forgotten.
“Got it!” Shield said as he took the lead and they made their way down the castle.
Sora and the others jumped out the doorway and made their way down the halls.
“Where do you think this Sombra pony is hiding?” Sora asked.
“He has to be where the crystal heart is, it’s the main reason he attacked the Crystal Empire in the first place,” Twilight reasoned.
“Then we’re going to the crystal heart!” Sora said and they dodged down another hallway as heartless swarmed from the other side.
“This way!” Twilight said as they turned another corner.
“This way!” Shield said as they went down some more steps and they saw the dungeon's doorway.
“I got this!” Spike said as he jumped up and broke the door down with his keyblade.
As he got up the guards ran ahead and began searching the jail cells.
“Shining where are you?!” Spike called out.
“Here!” Shining Armor called back and Spike followed the voice all the way to a cell surrounded by wards.
“They're here!” Spike called and the guards arrived.
“Captain Armor, we’re are here to save you,” A guard said.
“Alright, come on Cady, Flurry,” Shining said as they exited the cell.
“Let’s get moving before-” Spike turned when he saw something and he hurriedly got in the way and blocked an intended attack on Shining.
“Huh!?” they all turned and saw Sombra approaching.
“Heheheh, I knew when help had arrived you’d leave protected area, now that the wards are broken you’re exposed,” Sombra said.
“GO! I can hold him off!” Spike said.
“Are you crazy! Come on!” Shining grabbed Spike in his magic and ran for it with his family and the guards while Sombra turned into smoke and chased them.
Shining looked back as saw Sombra gaining on them, he knew they couldn’t escape so he had to make a sacrifice….
He levitated Spike onto Cadance's back and stopped.
“Shiny!?” Cadence exclaimed.
“Keep going! I’ll slow him down!” Shining said.
“Shining! No!” Cadence said.
“GO!” Shining said as he fired a beam at Sombra and it hit him causing him to slow and he hissed at Shining.
“I can help!” Spike said.
“....Come! We need to hurry and get to the other hostages, there’s only a few!” Cadence said and they ran off.
“SHINING!” Spike called as he saw his brother fighting off the demon.
Twilight shot down a pegasus heartless and continued on as Sora and the others followed.
“We’re close!” Twilight said.
Spike and the others had retrieved the remaining hostages and ran back to aid Shining but when they got there, he was gone.
“Huh?” Spike said.
“It’s just around the corner!” Twilight said as they ran around the corner and when they saw what was ahead they paused.
“Shiny?” Twilight said.
Shining was behind held by Sombra’s magic in the air and Sombra was standing there.
“Heheheh, and the plan reaches fruition, now open this door for me, or your brother dies,” Sombra said.
“No… RELEASE MY BROTHER!” Twilight flared her horn.
“You’ll get him back when I have the crystal heart!” Sombra said.
“Twiley, don’t,” Shining pleaded with her.
“Let him go!” Sora said.
“I will not tolerate meddling by fools! Either open this door or else!” Sombra said.
“We…” Twilight looked scared.
“Don’t believe me? Here’s some incentive,” Sombra then made a black crystal shoot out of the ground and it landed in Shining’s leg.
“AGH!” Shining grunted.
“NO!” Twilight cried.
“OPEN THE DOOR!” Sombra yelled.
“...OK OK! Just let him go!” Twilight said.
“Twilight!” Sora said.
“Don’t!” Shining cried.
“I… can’t, I’m sorry,” Twilight fired a blast of unlocking magic at the door and it unlocked.
“Yesss!” Sombra said before throwing Shining at Twilight who caught him while running through the door.
“Twilight! You shouldn’t-” Shining said but Twilight shook her head.
“I couldn’t let him kill you, i’m sorry,” Twilight said.
“We have to hurry, before he-”
“WHERE IS IT?!” They heard Sombra scream and they looked at eachother and ran into the room, Goofy carrying Shining.
When they got in the saw the chamber was empty and Sombra looked around.
“IT WAS HERE! I KNOW IT!” Sombra said before turning to the group and snarling “What did you do?!”
“I don’t know where it is!” Twilight said.
“Grrrrr! Very well then, I’ll simply torture the answer out of you all!” Sombra roared before shouting “COME HEARTLESS!”
Suddenly the heartless came in through the door and the group had to step out of the way as they swarmed over to Sombra who was surrounded by the darkness and grew gigantic and shadowy.
“TIME TO DIE!” Sombra shouted.
“Get ready guys,” Sora said as they got ready.
“Got room for one more?!” Spike yelled as he ran in.
“Spike?! Why are you here? What about the-”
“Taken care of,” Spike said.
“Huh?” Twilight asked.
“Come come!” Cadence said as she and the other prisoners made their way out of the building heartless on their tail.
And it was thanks to a certain Draconequus.
“Boy, the viewers have no context whatsoever with what happened to me throughout the story!” Discord said.
“Later!” Cadancer said.
“Don’t worry whoever's reading this! I’ll explain later!” Discord said, looking at the reader.
“Stop speaking at nothing and run!” Cadence said.
“Anyways, let’s go!” Spoke said.
“....Ok, nevermind, get ready!” Twilight said.
The final battle is upon us…
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<p>Sora and the gang are going through the map, fixing worlds and restoring peace.</p><p>But when a new world appears and darkness is afoot, Harmony and Light must work together to save the day.</p><p>The question is, how can that happen when harmony is... split up?</p><p>[How are you guys doing? I am sorry for the radio silence, I've been working a lot on projects, but I have spare time for now to dedicate a story that came to me out of the blue, hope you enjoy!]</p><p>[Image by Shadowkixx]</p>
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Celestia was firing a continuous beam as was Maleficent and they seemed evenly matched.
“Soon the crystal heart will be ours, and darkness will spread across this land,” Maleficent said.
“Not if my student has anything to say about it!” Celestia said.
“Ah yes, your student, she survived my trap, I’ll be sure to turn her into a heartless first!” Maleficent laughed.
“NO!” Celestia said as she continued fighting back.
Meanwhile, Pete was hanging back and directing the heartless.
“Alright, you heartless! Give it to them good!” Pete said.
And Luna was aiding her soldiers in fighting off the Tatzlewurm heartless as they fought off the shadow heartless.
“There are too many of them! Twilight, Sora, hurry!” Luna said.
Sora rolled on the ground and jumped out of the way as a massive shadowy hoof came down on the ground and caused black crystals to erupt around it.
“DIE!” Sombra shouted, firing black crystals out of his mouth and Sora jumped back deflecting them.
“Get to cover Shining!” Twilight called and Shining knowing he won’t be much help here injured, limped away from the battle.
Meanwhile Donald used Thundaga and zapped the giant but Sombra tanked it and fired a beam at Donald knocking him away.
“Gyah!” Donald cried.
“Perish here intruder upon this world!” Sombra fired another beam at Donald but Goofy blocked it.
“Not so fast!” Goofy said as he ran forward and threw his shield at him hitting the giant in the face.
“Graaah!” Sombra stomped at Goofy but he dodged.
Meanwhile Spike was riding on Twilight’s back as she circled above him and he jumped off and struck the giant in the face.
“Will you ever cease to get in my way boy!” Sombra shouted as he swung a hoof down and tried to crush Spike but Sora ran up next to him and they both blocked the stomp.
“Thanks!” Spike said.
“No prob!” Sora said and they both shoved the hoof back and then struck it multiple times destroying the crystal limb underneath the darkness.
“Grr!” Sombra fired a beam at them and Sora grabbed Spike and flew away from the beam.
“Donald!” Sora said as he flipped to the ground and set Spike down.
“On it!” And they activated Fantasia and unleashed a flurry of fireworks that blew up on Sombra.
“AGH!” Sombra cried as he stumbled back.
“Another!” Donald shouted and they unleashed more fireworks that struck Sombra back.
“I’ll help!” Twilight fired some blasts alongside the fireworks and they pressed Sombra against the wall.
“YOU LITTLE!” Sombra fired a big beam at them but Goofy got in the way and blocked it.
“GO!” Goofy called and they unleashed final fantasia and a massive flurry of fireworks pounded on Sombra eventually busting the giant through a wall.
“NOOOOO!” Sombra yelled as he fell.
“Did we get him?” Sora asked.
Suddenly Sombra sprouted crystal wings, took back to the air, and circled around.
“Nope,” Spike said.
“Pests… so many pests!” Sombra said regenerating his arm and then firing a storm of blasts onto the area and the group had to run for it and take cover.
“AAAH!” Twilight cried when one sent her flying.
“Twilight!” Spike cried.
“You can’t win, I have the heartless on my side!” Sombra laughed before he descended onto the now roofless platform and slammed down sending rows of spikes everywhere.
“Look out!” Spike jumped out of the way of one.
“Agh!” Goofy got hit by one and was sent flying, as he landed he was injured.
“Goofy!” Donald cried and he used heal.
“Thank ya, Donald,” Goofy said as he got up.
“Hmm, Very well!” Sombra said getting an idea and he formed crystal cages and threw them at Donald and Goofy.
“Huh?!” Sora saw them fly past him and Donald and Goofy cried out in surprise as they were trapped in cages.
“Donald! Goofy!” Sora cried.
“Let’s see you make it without them!” Sombra laughed as he created a giant sphere of darkness.
“Tch! Let them go!” Sora yelled running at Sombra.
“Twilight! Come on!” Spike said as Twilight got up.
“O-ok!” Twilight said as she ran out to help.
“Take this!” Sombra fired the sphere and Sora dodged it and the sphere continued forward and Twilight grabbed Spike and rolled out of the way as it struck a wall blowing a massive hole in it.
“Hah!” Sora jumped up and used his wings to fly at Sombra and land several strikes against him.
“Spike!” Twilight threw Spike and Spike landed against Sombra’s face and he then raised the keyblade and plunged it down into Sombra’s eye.
“Tch!” Sombra roared throwing his head around as Sora continued hitting Sombra and chipping away at his armor.
“Let’s go!” Sora said as he jumped back and then jumped forward and drove his keyblade into Sombra’s chest.
Sombra growled and managed to swat Sora way and toss Spike off his head.
Both landed and simultaneously and called their keyblades back to them.
“Alright, now together,” Sora said as they ran forward.
“Stay back!” Sombra said firing beams at them but they ran around the shots and just as they closed in Sombra created a wall of crystal.
“Crap!” Spike said.
“I got this!” Twilight flew in front of them and fired a beam that blasted a hole in it.
Thanks!” Sora said as he and Spike jumped through and Sombra raised a hoof and struck at them.
“GRAAAAH!” Sombra roared.
But Sora spread his wings and flew higher, carrying Spike with him and they both dodged the hoof and came down at him with a double keyblade swing.
And shattered his chest armor, revealing Sombra himself.
“What?!” Sombra exclaimed.
“NOW!” Sora yelled to Twilight who understood what to do and she flew upwards and fired a powerful beam at Sombra and it blasted a hole through the construct and sent Sombra flying out.
He tumbled on the ground and his crystal construct crumbled, along with Goofy and Donald's prisons.
“Yeah!” Sora cheered as they landed.
Sombra got up and growled at them.
“You fools… If I cannot have the crystal heart, NOPONY WILL!” Sombra shouted and he stamped his hoof and transferred his magic through the floor and shards of black crystal broke through.
“Whoa!” Spike jumped back from one.
“Look out!” Sora struck away a falling piece of rubble.
“What’s he doing?!” Twilight asked.
“Hahahaha! I’ll bury this whole castle!” Sombra said as he jutted into the air with a massive spire of crystal.
Maleficent heard crashing noises and turned to see the castle was being struck by giant black crystals coming out of the ground.
“That fool! Is he trying to destroy the castle?! We need it!” Maleficent angrily said.
“It seems you're being pushed into a corner Maleficent,” Celestia said as she fired another blast at her and Maleficent teleported away next to Pete.
“What are we going to do Maleficent? Sombra’s not sticking to the plan now!” Pete asked.
“We search for the crystal heart, it's our only way-” Suddenly Maleficent sensed something and she turned towards the castle and narrowed her eyes.
“What is it?” Pete asked.
“We’re leaving… it seems we’ve got more company than we need,” Maleficent said.
“What?! We can’t leave! We’re-”
“Stay if you want, but I imagine the tide will turn soon,” Maleficent said opening a portal and entering.
“W-wait for me!” Pete ran in after her.
“What? Why did they leave?” Celestia asked… before she noticed something behind her and she turned.
And was attacked…
Sombra continued unleashing spires of crystal and Twilight and the others were struggling to keep their footing.
“We have to stop him before he brings the whole place down!” Sora said.
“We have to get moving then!” Spike said.
“Alright! Come on!” Sora put Spike on his back and Twilight spread her wings.
“We’ll cover you!” Donald said.
“Ok!” Twilight said and they took off as they flew through the air they saw the spires popping up around them.
“Look out!” Sora called and they dodged multiple spires and Twilight was nearly hit by one coming out of a wall she passed.
“RAAAAHH!” Sombra raised a bunch of crystals and launched them but Sora got in front of Twilight and deflected them.
“Donald!” Sora said as more spires came out to strike them and Donald used lightning from a distance and destroyed the spires.
“I gotcha!” Goofy threw his shield which ricocheted around taking out more spires and opening a path to Sombra.
“NO!” Sombra tried to raise the spire he was standing on to escape but Sora did the unexpected, he threw Spike.
“Spike!?” Twilight said.
“I got this!” Spike said as he flew at the base of the spire and he swung his weapon breaking it and it fell down.
“NOOO!” Sombra cried as he tried to react in time but Sora closed in and swung his weapon.
“Take this!” Sora said as he closed in with a powerful slash and he delivered.
“AAAGGH!” Sombra screeched as they fell onto a lower platform.
As they landed Sombra struggled to his hooves and fell down.
“It’s over Sombra,” Twilight said as Spike hopped off her back.
“No… I can’t lose, Maleficent! Send more heartless!” Sombra called out… to no answer “MALEFICENT! WHERE ARE YOU!?” Sombra demanded… no answer “Did… did she flee?!” Sombra said with a growl.
“She tends to do that,” Donald said as he and Goofy made it there with them.
“Grrrr! RAH!” Sombra growled angrily as he stood up shakily “Fine, who needs that witch, I’ll flee today and have my revenge another day,” Sombra said as he got ready to leave.
“No you don’t!” Twilight and Sora ran to stop him.
“Tch!” Sombra turned to attack and-
Something landed between them.
“What the?” Sora and Twilight paused as a figure stood there between them.
“Huh?! Who are you?” Sombra demanded.
The figure was wearing a familiar black hood which he pulled back.
“No…” Sora said, realizing who this was.
“...Hello again… Sora,” the figure revealed to be Saix said before he swung his weapon and struck Sora and Twilight, sending them both flying back to Donald and Goofy who caught them.
“Twilight!” Spike cried as she got up.
“I’m fine,” Twilight said before looking at the strange figure.
“Hmph,” Saix began walking towards them.
“Hey! I demanded who you are! Are you with that coward Malefic-” Sombra said… before Saix drew his weapon again and spun and struck Sombra, slashing him across the chest.
“Huh?!” The group exclaimed.
“Ack!...Ack….gh…” Sombra croaked before he fell over and dissipated into shadow and faded away.
“Annoying,” Saix muttered.
“H-he just killed him!” Twilight said having never witnessed direct murder before that she can recall.
“Who is that?!” Spike asked.
“Saix, he’s with an evil organization known as Organization XIII,” Sora said warily.
“Another evil group?!” Spike exclaimed.
“...Enough talk,” Saix said resting his claymore on his shoulder and several nobodies appeared…
Each holding one of Twilight’s friends and Celestia.
“NO!” Twilight cried but Sora stood in front of her.
“What do you want, Saix?” Sora asked.
“The Crystal Heart, it would serve the Organization well, hand it over,” Saix said holding out his hand.
“We don’t know where it is!” Twilight said.
“Yeah it vanished,” Spike said.
“Wrong answer,” Saix said as he lowered the weapon to AJ’s throat.
“STOP STOP!” Twilight cried.
“Hand it over,” Saix said.
“We seriously don’t know! Please!” Twilight begged.
“Then he operated separately, where is he?” Saix demanded as he began to press the blade against AJ’s neck.
“I don’t know who you're talking about… I swear!” Twilight cried.
“Stop this Saix!” Sora said angrily.
“Wrong answer again, say goodbye,” Saix raised his weapon to kill AJ.
“NOOO!” The group shouted.
…
“STOP THIS!” A higher pitched voice said and Saix paused and looked.
“Huh?” The group turned and saw another hooded figure drop-down, only he was a mouse.
“Who-” Spike asked.
“The King!” Donald exclaimed.
“King Mickey!” Goofy said.
“Wish there was more time to talk fella’s but lives are on the line,” Mickey said as he walked past the group and produced the Crystal Heart.
“Good, hand it over,” Saix said.
“Don’t-” Twilight said but Saix held the blade to Pinkie’s neck this time and Twilight quieted, he held out his hand and beckoned Mickey to hand it over.
“I’m sorry everyone… I have no choice,” Mickey said as he walked over to Saix and...
Threw the Crystal Heart into the air!
“Hm?” Saix looked up briefly.
“Made ya look!” Mickey winked before he shouted “LUNA NOW!” Mickey called and Saix turned just in time to see a powerful beam heading for him and he raised his guard, blocking it but it sent him skidding back.
“Ngh!” Saix grunted and while he was sidetracked Mickey raced forward and struck down the Nobodies and gathered up everypony before leaping back to the group.
“Girls!” Twilight cried as she went to them.
Luna stopped the beam, flew forward, snatching the heart and she landed beside them.
“I am glad I made it in time, thankfully Mickey was wise enough to visit me first to discuss the plan,” Luna said before they all turned towards Saix.
“Looks like you lost your leverage,” Sora said as the group gathered.
“Hmmph… it seems I have,” Saix said with a sigh as he turned and walked towards a portal.
“Wait!” Sora shouted as he galloped towards him.
“We’ll meet again, all of you,” Saix said as he left and the portal vanished and Sora had to stop before he went over the edge.
“Argh, he got away again,” Sora said, sounding upset.
“Let us get moving, we must assess the injured, and clear out the remaining heartless” Luna said.
“Alright,” Twilight said as they trotted on inside the castle, Sora looked back before continuing with the rest of the group.
The last of the heartless was slain as Twilight, Spike, Luna, and Sora and friends appeared on the battlefield, seeing Discord with the others.
“Hmm? Ah, done in there are you?” Discord asked.
“Yes, it seems you’ve escaped the heartless’s grasp and made it back to this dimension,” Luna said.
“Where were you Discord?” Twilight asked.
“I hope you all don’t think I was simply sitting idly by while all this was going down, I was quite busy,” Discord said.
“With?” Twilight asked.
“Heartless, it seems Sombra knew of me and warned Maleficent, my home was besieged by countless heartless, I tell you it took me quite a few hours to best them all,” Discord said wiping his brow.
“Wow, that’s impressive,” Donald admitted.
“Eeyup,” Goofy agreed.
“Thankfully I was able to escape them and save the hostages, but I still have plenty of damage control to do back at home,” Discord said not looking forward to it.
“Then we’ll leave you to it, let us tend to our wounded and we’ll help out later,” Luna said.
“Not quite yet, there is still something to do,” Discord said.
“What?” Twilight asked.
Suddenly Sora’s keyblade glowed and Sora knew his cue, suddenly the crystal heart in Mickey’s hand glowed as well.
Sora went on to use his keyblade to lock the world key.
When the light cleared everypony was confused save for Luna and Discord.
“What was that?” Twilight asked.
“Just finishing our business here, now that the heartless have been driven away we need to take our leave,” Sora said.
“Now?” Twilight asked.
“Yeah, there are other worlds to save too, but we’ll come back and visit,” Goofy said.
“Yeah!” Donald said.
“Pinkie promise?” Twilight said with a sad smile that her new friends were leaving so soon.
“What?” Sora asked.
“It's a promise you don’t break, it goes like this,” Twilight said showing them.
They all laughed at the cupcake bit and they did the motions as well.
“We promise,” Sora said.
“Before we go there’s one more thing to take care of,” Mickey said, turning to Spike.
“What?” Spike asked.
“I haven't witnessed a keyblade wielder being chosen here since Starswirl, when we meet again, let’s do some training, help you get used to that keyblade,” Mickey said.
“I’d love that,” Spike said with a smile.
“Alrighty then, we should help you get back to your gummi ship,” Mickey said to Sora and the others.
“Alright, see ya later!” Sora waved to the other ponies.
“See you!” Twilight said, waving back at them as they trotted back to the train.
As they vanished into the distance, Twilight turned to the others.
“Alright, let’s get everypony together and get them inside, we have a lot of injured,” Twilight said, looking around at the guards who were weary from fighting the Tatzelwurm heartless.
“Ok!” The others said as they went to work.
Three weeks later
Spike was training in an open room in his room and he found the keyblade was like an extension of himself, he set up some dummies and attacked them to sharpen his skill.
As Spike trained he heard some steps behind him and turned to see Twilight approaching.
“Hey, Spike! How is the training?” Twilight asked.
“Going great!” Spike panted.
“Well, you have a visitor, I’ll leave you two alone,” Twilight said with a smile as she left.
“A visitor?” Spike asked before seeing a familiar mouse enter the room.
“Heya there,” Mickey said with a smile.
“King Mickey?” Spike said in surprise.
“I said I’d be back, didn’t I? And I also said I’d aid your training, well, let’s get training,” Mickey said summoning his keyblade.
“...Ok!” Spike said with a smile, as he got ready to spar with Mickey.
Twilight walked into the open and saw her friends waiting for her outside.
“I’m glad everypony recovered well,” Twilight said.
“Can’t keep us down,” Rainbow said as they walked away with her.
“Alright girls, while Spike is training, let’s go, we have some old friends to meet,” Twilight said with a smile as they walked off towards Sugarcube Corner.
Where the Gummi Ship was parked.
And they knew, more adventures were on the horizon.
FIN
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Lunabird
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562327
| 1 |
Lyra,Alternate Universe,Human,Second Person,Comedy,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Sex
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There Is a Lyra at Home
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Anonymous and Lyra's happy life
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<p>Anonymous and Lyra's happy life--to be honest, I really want to taunt him.</p>
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teen
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2024-07-26T05:18:28+00:00
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2024-07-26T05:18:27+00:00
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The undisciplined article about Lyra's licking hands is here.
"Hmmm......"
With a moist sound, you feel your fingers being held in the mouth by the mint-colored creature. You can feel the soft little tongue gently curling your fingers, although it doesn't feel annoying, but it feels a little hairy.
When you look down at her golden eyes, she mischievously bites your finger with her teeth, and then swallows your finger even harder.
"Wait......"
She doesn't stop no matter what you say, but instead pushes you down on the bed with her minty hooves against your chest, her little mouth sucking loudly, silver saliva running down her mouth and dripping onto your sheets.
I said...... That's enough! ”
You scream, pulling your fingers out, pushing her hooves away, frowning and pulling out the tissue next to the bed to wipe the translucent liquid on it.
And that green E.T has a pitiful expression, looks at you with big watery eyes, and says in a girl's sweet voice, "I still want ......"
But you're immune to this pitiful look. You wipe the saliva from her mouth and teach her a lesson:
"It's useless to pretend to be cute, wipe it quickly and make me clean, I only have this one sheet!"
"Cut." After putting away the pitiful expression, the girl's soft voice immediately became dry, "Do you know how to play the guitar? Can you be careful, your fingers are calloused. ”
"You don't care!" You wipe the sheets and talk back. For the 101st time, I was thinking about how much money I could make if I sold this E.T with a strange habit to a research institute.
To be honest, you don't know much about this guy, except that the green E.T who lives with you is called 'Lyra'. And what makes you hate it is that this E.T is different from you, who have been learning guitar for most of your life, and she can play any string with her hooves. And what makes you most angry is that she is completely dismissive of her talent.
"40 square meters, one bedroom, water and electricity are taken care of, and the monthly rent is only 500!"
Looking at this advertisement, you didn't hesitate to rent it, the former owner of this house was quite well decorated, the furniture was very new, and the huge dressing mirror in the living room looked very valuable. But with such a cheap rent in a beautifully decorated house, you can't believe you're so lucky. As a young man chasing his dream of being a singer, renting such a nice place near the small bar where he works as soon as you come to the city is a pie-in-the-sky luck for you.
It would be nice if a lovely young girl came home and prepared a meal for you—sometimes you secretly thought so.
But anyway, now you have a place to shelter from the wind and rain on this cold winter night. Especially after a long day's work, it's great to be able to have a large double bed to yourself after a shower.
If there is any complaint, it is that in the dead of night, a strange clicking sound can always be heard in the house. Past visitors have said that the place is haunted, and they have heard of people feeling bitten by ghosts in their dreams. But you think it's all nonsense, but thanks to this nonsense, you can live in such a cheap room.
Today, as usual, after a night of performances at the bar, you dragged your tired body back to your cabin with your beloved guitar on your back. Although the nights in the big city are very cold, you feel lucky to have a warm place to shelter from the elements. After a comfortable hot shower, you change into your pajamas and lie down in a blanket, and you have to go to work at McDonald's early tomorrow morning, so you go to bed early.
But apparently you can't sleep well in a new place, and your nightmares are one after another, from singing and being smashed in the face of others to being licked by countless dogs, and finally to working part-time french fries and accidentally putting your hand into the oil pan. When you wake up, you still feel like your palms are sweaty.
No...... Definitely not sweat, because your whole hand is wet and it's covered in weird liquid that's disgusting and sticky. Could this be the legendary ghost biter? Just when you thought so and got up in a daze, grabbed a tissue and wiped your hands, you met a pair of big yellow eyes in the dark.
As the saying goes, if you walk more at night, you will definitely encounter ghosts, although you have walked a lot at night, but you have not encountered ghosts on the night road, but you have seen ghosts at the head of your bed!
"Huh!!" The ghost made a very girlish cry, and it must have been the legendary female goblin.
Whether the female ghost was a vampire or something, you picked up the silver fork next to the bed and poked it between her eyes.
"Wow, what did you put on my horns!" The female ghost exclaimed.
Since it has horns, it's a succubus?
You think about things that don't fit in with you, and then turn on the lights to see what happens.
You see a mint-colored creature that looks like a horned pony running towards the big full-length mirror in your room.
"Wait a ......"
You jumped out of bed to stop her madness, but you were too slow, and she slammed into the mirror, shattering the precious-looking mirror in two. You hugged her before the top half of the mirror hit her head, and then the mirror smashed in a position where she was spinning in place a second before — you just hope the landlord doesn't kick you out of the house because of that.
"Are you crazy!" You look down and yell at the unidentified creature in your arms, but what you see is the thing wrapping its hooves around your neck, sniffing at your neck with its eyes closed.
"Wow—the smell of humanity," she whispered, with a look of fascination.
It's just terrible!
"Give-me-down-come--!"
You grab the mint-flavored 'facehug' and drag her off of you, then throw her on the bed, and just as you pull out your phone and consider whether to call 999 or 666 if you are attacked by the alien, she speaks, and in a more sane voice.
"I'm really sorry!"
She lay on the bed and buried her head between her hooves and said loudly.
"Although we earthlings are friendly and kind, no matter what the culture of your planet is, if you have any physical contact with me, I will blow your head with country music, you know?"
You take out your guitar and threaten her loudly.
"I'm not a Martian horse, and ......" The creature sat up, and you could see her appearance, although she looked a bit like the pony you were familiar with, but as far as you know, Marco didn't have that minty mane, and the big head looked cuter. And between the manes on the top of the head there is a sharp horn of the same color as the mane, and on it hangs your silver fork. She had eyes several times the size of a normal human, and she was looking at the fork comically.
"What's this?" She said, tearing the fork off with her own hooves. Although it looks like a horse, the creature's front hooves appear to be as agile as a human's forearms.
"What are you to me?"
"E.T" You continue your search for an alien attack emergency contact number with an unhappy face.
"Don't look at your phone when talking to others, how did your mother educate you?" The alien horse, who was kneeling on the ground to apologize just now, now raises his eyebrows and glares at you with an unhappy face.
"Cell phone?"
"Okay, cell phone!"
It seems that she still has some understanding of your human affairs, and seems to be an alien horse that has been lurking for a long time.
"It was the broken fork you put on me that caused my magic to fail, so I broke the portal! You idiot! ”
"An alien creature that crashes into a mirror like a crazy kitten is embarrassed to call others stupid?" If you don't think about it, you just talk back.
"Why aren't you stupid, you can go out of tune when you play a guitar, and you can't tune your guitar, aren't you stupid?"
"It's none of your business, and your fingerless hooves still know how to play the guitar?"
The mare wipes her mane with her hooves and gives you a contemptuous look, and then your guitar suddenly glows golden and floats in front of her, and then floats out crisp and pleasant chords, not at all like the sound of your cheap guitar that is not tuned in tune.
"How did you do that?"
"Hmph...... Unicorn...... Magic. ”
You feel like your jaw is almost hitting the floor.
Then she plucked the strings with her hooves, played the first two bars of Barrios's Cathedral with an understated expression, and then snorted and said, "Even if we don't use magic, we can play it!" ”
You now feel the urge to bow down right now, but for the sake of human dignity, you hold back.
"Hmph...... ...... "The filly looks at your expression thoughtfully, and then says. "In this way, I'll teach you to play the piano and cook for you, and you let me live here first, and finish my human research while repairing the portal again?"
"Deal!" You grab her hooves without thinking. But you didn't expect that these two words and the devil's contract that you will regret for the rest of your life.
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Lunabird
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562327
| 2 |
Lyra,Alternate Universe,Human,Second Person,Comedy,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Sex
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There Is a Lyra at Home
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Anonymous and Lyra's happy life
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incomplete
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<p>Anonymous and Lyra's happy life--to be honest, I really want to taunt him.</p>
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teen
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2024-07-27T05:21:58+00:00
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2024-07-27T05:21:57+00:00
| 154 |
Lyra and Anonymous's undisciplined life continues.
"Now, I've been researching for so many days and I've found that humans and ponies have a lot in common."
While you're changing the strings of your guitar, the E.T suddenly throws a sentence from behind your back.
"Oh......"
And you just vaguely agreed, and continued to fiddle with your strings. But even if you don't have to look at it, you can feel Lyra drooping her ears because she doesn't pay attention to you, so as a gesture of politeness, you follow up again.
"For example?"
"For example...... Well...... How do you say that...... Well...... Size! "The pony who doesn't know what personal space is at all crawls on your back with its hooves and rests its head on your shoulder. The mint-flavored soft bristles tickle the base of your neck.
"What? Size? ”
Completely unaware of what she was trying to say, you have a sentence to say, concentrating on tightening the new strings.
"Oh yes, size! For example, me, although it looks so petite, in fact, the two of us are about the same size, although it may be a little tight, but it can still be inserted into the ......"
With a bang, the strings you fiddled with snapped.
"Really, do you want to try?"
"Don't do something that would make this novel unpublished!" You jump up and crawl to get away from the animal who doesn't know what the rituals are, only to find her wearing your new socks. And between the two of you, wrapped in a golden magical aura, floating in the air is a pair of warm-looking woolen gloves —— socks for you.
"I made it for you, don't you have to react so much if you don't like it." The mare bowed her head in a very hurt way.
For someone chasing their dreams in a big city, there's nothing more reassuring than having a small home where you can take refuge from the wind and rain at any time. After a tiring day at work, there are virtuous and beautiful wives waiting for your return. Even if you don't have a virtuous and beautiful wife, having a kitten or a puppy can heal the soul. But for you, while there are beautiful vocal-making females waiting for you to return, a mint-colored creature awaits you at home that you don't know if you can classify it as a mammal.
"Welcome home, little girl has just arrived, please take care of me."
As soon as you get home, you see that the owner of the young girl's voice is lying on all fours and bowing his head to you, a position that is terrible for a human to look at, but it is obviously a normal way for a pony to move. I can only say that the mistake is that the curve of this E.T's torso is very close to that of a human woman.
You shake your head to get the jumbled thoughts out of your head, sigh at her strange headless conversation, and crouch down to change your slippers.
"Do you want to take a shower first, or eat first? Or will you eat me first? ”
You want to take a shower, but if you think about it, you're hungry after a long day, and you haven't eaten anything after performing at the bar for so long, so it's good to eat first, but you don't want to eat her mints at all, just think about it......
"Where the hell did you learn these conversations?" You ask, grabbing your head.
"Uh, those ...... you pressed under the sheets"
Before she could finish speaking, you ran into the bedroom frantically and hurriedly threw the 'wrong social skills' that Tianqin had spread out on the bed into the trash. By the way, this horse-like creature has no idea what personal privacy is. But for a sapient creature that doesn't seem to have any clothes at all, you think they really don't have personal privacy?
"Listen, Lyra, the ...... Well...... You can't take fictional things in literary and artistic works as proper human interactions. ”
For a moment, you feel that compared to the innocent and pure holy beast, you are really too dirty.
You hold the garbage you are throwing out in a cold sweat, and before you go out, you don't forget to turn back and warn the foal who has learned the wrong knowledge, and she nods earnestly.
You're glad in your heart that these things are just light novels that can be purchased by children over the age of 14.
When she returned home for the second time, Lyra was humming a song and placing the bowl on the dining table at home. Seeing that all kinds of cutlery were surrounded by a layer of golden light, as if they had their own consciousness, they were quickly ticketed to the table and neatly arranged, and Lyra just squatted on the stool with her apron tied and dangled her hooves happily, you think that magic is really suitable for those who like to do housework.
But as soon as you sat down, you couldn't help but shudder at the thought of that sour sandwich in the morning. But looking down at the food in the bowl is a relief, and it's not delicious, but at least it's palatable. The pile of soybeans piled up in the bowl looked like they had been boiled in water, and the oats were properly made into oatmeal.
"Uh...... Soybeans and oats? ”
"Yes, the soybeans are cooked with rock salt, and I also cooked oatmeal with the kind of oatmeal that you humans eat, and carefully balanced the combination of protein, fiber, salt, and various vitamins that can supplement the human supper's dinner......" Lyra, shaking her head proudly, looked at your expression, stopped her gushing nutrition tirade, and looked at you with sincere fear, for fear that she would mess up something again. “That one...... How? Not to your liking? ”
"I didn't ...... Not bad......"
It's just that this recipe is literally feeding the horses, you say in your heart. Although it is said that it is the level of feeding high-level racehorses, but how to say it? This also ...... Thinking of this, you look up at the strange hoofed animal sitting across from you who is curiously using magic to float fork and learn how to hold beans with it ...... All right...... In a sense, the meal was really feeding the horses.
So you put away your stomach full of complaints and stuffy your head to eat.
"By the way, why are you ...... in bed"
"Everybody has a little hobby! I bet you're going to have something nasty stuffed under your pillow, too.” You loudly interrupt her next sentence.
"All I would put under my pillow was my baby teeth." Lyra whispered.
"Although the fictional content of those things is more than that...... Uh-huh. But in any case, human society is still more reserved in this regard."
"Oh?" Lyra looks at you with a skeptical expression, her green and white tail sweeping the stool and making a smack. "Come to think of it, you're right, those pictures of female humans on your computer are barely clothed."
You almost snapped your fork in two.
"In our place, the stallions of your age read magazines are usually dressed in all sorts of sensational clothes, which is so impure!" Lyra carefully picked up a bean with her fork and stuffed it into her mouth.
"I'm sorry that human culture is so dirty......" you whispered a prayer with your head down. You don't know how to explain your private goods to this pure beast who thinks it's the most normal state to be honest with other people.
"Or rather, you're a decent horse!" Lyra smiled happily, looking at her innocent smile, you felt like the stubborn grease that had accumulated on the stove in the kitchen that hadn't been scrubbed for years.
In fact, whether it is a decent person or a horse, there will be no private goods in the first place!
"Well, let's watch TV!" You sweat and try to divert the subject, "Watching TV while eating is also part of human culture!" ”
"yes, don't you humans like to watch that while eating?"
Lyra nodded, walked over to the TV, and poked the switch with her hooves.
"The willow tree sprouts, the drizzle is like silk, and it is the rainy season of the year......"
Magnetic voices immediately floated from the TV, and at least the TV show wouldn't make the mare think about that strange thing anymore, and in any case, the minefield of tonight was over.
"It's mating season again, and the animals are in a commotion, for the next year's reproduction......"
"Wow! Wow! Don't look! Lyra screams and jumps on your back, and before you can react to what is happening, your eyes are blocked by two hooves. You can hear her whispering in your ear, "So that's how the customs are in Zekora...... Whoa, whoa, no, no...... You human tastes are really…… ”
"Get off my head!" You pull this large mint-flavored candy and run around the house.
And the TV continued to play
"In the vast savannah, two zebras ......"
It seems that the cultural collision between horses and humans will continue.
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Lunabird
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562327
| 3 |
Lyra,Alternate Universe,Human,Second Person,Comedy,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Sex
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There Is a Lyra at Home
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Anonymous and Lyra's happy life
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incomplete
| 8 | 4 |
<p>Anonymous and Lyra's happy life--to be honest, I really want to taunt him.</p>
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teen
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2024-07-31T13:25:22+00:00
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2024-07-31T13:25:21+00:00
| 85 |
"Hmm...... It's true...... To put this ...... Put it in ...... In the mouth? All of a sudden...... Can you prepare me a little mentally? ”
"What else do you need to prepare, didn't you ask me to do this?" As you spoke, you lifted her chin with your hand.
"Wait...... Hmmm! …… Hah! …… Such a big ...... I'm not used to ...... yet."
Lyra said vaguely with a mouth full of white foam.
"I don't have a children's toothbrush, so you want me to brush your teeth!"
"Hmm...... Well! "Lyra, with a mouth full of foam, accuses you with her hooves. After you feed her a cup and take a sip of water to rinse off the foam, she still glares at you with a resentful expression. "If I can't use magic in the future, you're going to take care of me with your hands - one hand at a time - for the rest of my life!"
"You're a professional fraud...... right?"
It all started after dinner.
"Na...... Why don't you have a bathtub at home?” Lyra is lying on the edge of the dishwasher, handing you a plate and asking you.
"Because of poverty." You raise an eyebrow and say.
"But isn't bathing a part of human culture......" Lyra's ears drooped, and then she suddenly remembered something, and immediately stood up again, "Now, take me to a public bathhouse." ”
"You're not a little yellow duck, why should I take you to a bath."
And if this E.T appears in a public bath, it is not known how much of a riot it will cause. "Ignorant Teenager Brainwashed by Mysterious Alien Horse", you shake your head, you don't want to be the headliner at all.
After washing the dishes, you go into the bathroom and get ready to take a shower.
Although the mint who lives together is not a girl, you are not even sure if she is a female creature. But anyway, you still don't want to be watched by her in the shower, there is always a creepy feeling. So after you think twice, you turn around and plug in the bathroom latch.
The best thing you can do at night is to stand under the shower, turn on the faucet, and let the hot water wash away your sweat and fatigue from the whole day – and perhaps the unknown oral secretions of E.T. This feeling of being comfortable from head to toe makes you want to sing a song.
"I'm looking up ~above the moon~
~How many dreams ......"
Your interest is immediately interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Anonymous, do you want a towel?"
"Don't, thank you."
You sigh and walk away listening to the sound of Lyra's hooves. But after a few seconds, I remembered the sound of hooves banging on the bathroom door.
"Anonymous, do you want shampoo?"
"Go away, Lyra!"
You sigh again.
"Anonymous, do you want shower gel?"
"No, I don't need anything, and I don't want to build a snowman or ride a bike in the hallway with you, let me take a good shower, okay?"
You're screaming madly.
"That~good~right~" Listening to Lyra dragging her hooves away, you feel a little unbearable, but anyway......
'Click'
When you hear the latch open, it dawns on you that this guy can use magic! Anything like a latch can't stop her!
"That~I~in~come~!"
"Wait, wait, wait!" You hurriedly ran to close the door, but it was too late, and the bathroom door was already wrapped in a golden light, and it seemed as heavy as a steel door when pushed up.
"Taking a bath together can save water." Lyra pokes her head in, and you quickly cover your key parts with a bath towel.
"I don't care what you save water, don't you know that the bathroom is a personal private space! Peeking at someone else taking a bath will cause war, and it will destroy the country! ”
"It's okay, I don't mind." Lyra grinned as she walked under the showerhead, pressed her front hooves against the bathroom wall, and stood up and raised her head to let the water run from head to tail. "It's always been like this anyway, isn't it?"
The original fluffy fur is wet and clings to the pony's body, outlining the colt's bumpy curves, a line that doesn't look like a horse from your point of view, but looks like a woman's nude.
"I mind!" You blushed and screamed, wondering how you could get rid of the cranky part of your brain. "You're hairy."
Lyra shook her body and threw the water everywhere. Then he points at you with his hooves and says, "You have hair in the way!"
"It's not going to cover my body at all, okay!" You tighten your towel and try to escape from the bathroom, when the soap in your hand falls to the floor in your panic.
You look at the soap swirling on the floor and think to yourself.
This definitely does not bode well!
And at this time, Tianqin, who was wet and hairy, also walked towards you.
"Don't be shy, let's wash it together!"
"Absolutely not! Terrible in every sense of the word! "In order to keep your chastity in front and behind, you pull open the bathroom door and run away, while the wet horse-like creature pursues you closely.
"Being honest with each other is ...... Wow! ”
Lyra, who chases you, stumbles on the soap with one hoof, and then falls headfirst on the bathroom floor like a classic anime character. At the same time you hear a crisp snapping sound, and a mint-colored cone passes straight between your legs and nails to the wall of the room not far ahead.
"Do you want my dick to break?" You look at the cone-shaped object stuck in the wall with a chill in your heart, and then look back to see a dazed Lyra crawling up with her smashing nose covered. The unicorn's signature horns are ...... Only half of it is left!
"Oh...... Broken ......? "You're scared, what if the unicorn's horn is broken, will it explode? Can she still use magic? In an instant, you are also six gods and no master.
"Broken? So serious? Will humanity be cut off there? Let me see!” Lyra, who got up, spun around in a hurry, regardless of her injuries, staring straight between your legs. A creature that can make a girl's voice looks between your legs with this look, and you can feel your hairs stand on end.
"Yours will be broken there! No, if you were a female, you wouldn't have it at all...... No, yours is really broken! No, I'm not talking about there......"
Lyra, infected by your panic, also spun in fright, "What, where is mine broken, what is broken, I have nothing to break...... Wait......"
"The horn is broken!" You shouted in unison.
You hurriedly plucked the broken corner from the wall,
"What should I do, can I put it back? Does it hurt? ”
"It's all your fault, throwing soap and causing me to fall!" Lyra stands in front of you, looking at her broken horns. You press her head with one hand, and with the other you try to put her back on, but the next moment, you notice her and she suddenly stares ahead with wide eyes in horror.
At this time, you feel a chill between your legs, and remember that you didn't hold the towel with your hands when you pulled out the horns, and you lowered your head to find that sure enough, the towel fell to the ground. When you look up, you'll be greeted by two backward kicks from Lyra as she turns.
"There's a pervert!" With the girl's screams, you flew straight out.
She said she didn't mind......
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madhat886
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562330
| 1 |
Shadowbolts (EqG),Sunset Shimmer,Alternate Universe,Anthro,Crossover,Human,Adventure,Drama,Science Fiction,My Hero Academia,My Little Pony: Equestria Girls,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Violence
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My Hero Villainess Harem
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Years after his trip through the multiverse, Izuku’s past has finally caught up with him. As groups of villainesses appear to claim him as their own.
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<p>Years after his trip through the multiverse, Izuku’s past has finally caught up with him. As groups of villainesses appear to claim him as their own.</p>
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Izuku Midoriya stood alone as he and the other students waited in front of the training grounds for the entrance exam, he’s no longer the boy he was before he found that portal gun that sent him on an incredible adventure, traveling from one dimension to another trying to find his way home. He met many people on the way and picked up things and skills as he did so. Till he finally just ran out of that green juice that powered the portal gun.
He finally managed to get himself home by using the Triforce of power that can grant the one who uses it any wish. Which sent him back and found himself back just after he had used the portal gun the very first time. Back home like it never happened, the 2 or 4 years he was gone, back to being 14 again.
Now that he’s old enough he’s going to show his world that someone quirkless can be a hero. He has the skills and experience that he got the hard way. He also still has the equipment and weapons he had picked up along the way. He can be the Batman of his universe and show everyone that someone like him can be a hero, he has done it before in the other worlds. But the staff wouldn’t let him use his own support equipment, kneecapping him.
He saved his former friend Katsuki, from that sludge villain.
Suddenly a portal appeared and two young woman came out of it, and both of them have wings on their backs. Both look to be sisters, twins in fact as they have the same body type and looks. Tall at 7’11”, with wide powerful shoulders that help them carry their large I cup breasts, same pale blue eyes horse like ears tails and facial features. Which Izuku recognized from his time in their world.
The first is a female demon with bat-like wings on her back and has red skin, that matches her long red hair that has a yellow strip making it look like bacon with a dark red horn on her forehead, she also has pointy fangs. She has red/black boots and wears a short red/black dress that looks torn from the bottom and the top. On her dress, she has a black horizontal stripe around the chest area of the dress that looks torn as well.
The other looks like an angel with glowing yellow wings that matches the horn on her forehead, she has long red hair that has a yellow strip making it look like bacon like the demon. She’s wearing a short dress, that’s light pink on the top with two flaps going down on the sides of her hips, and a white bottom. She’s wearing white fingerless gloves and red boots that have wings on them.
The twins who take the appearances of a demon and an angel, Daymare and Daydream. Daymare is a master of dark magic and Daydream is a master of light magic, both always work together. They’re leaders of the Shadowbolts, who all have been cybernetically-enhanced with the rest of their team, making them stronger and tougher then they look. Their bodies has been made to withstand the energy and power that enhance their magical powers. Generating a magic field of energy to cast a spell requires significant concentration. After generating a field, all magic users require some rest before they have the mental focus and clarity to generate another. By tracking neural activity and recognizing the individual patterns of the user, the smart amp installed in her head can better interpret the kind of field she wishes to generate. This requires less focus when generating fields and reduces "cooldown" time.
Behind them came the rest of the team.
Juniper Montage, is the brains and the most cunning of her team, who is also greedy. Her mane is a strong cerulean with moderate arctic blue streaks in two ponytails. Her coat is a pale light grayish olive. She’s an earth pony who stands at over 8 feet, who has H cups. She’s a skilled tactical fighter, who doesn’t just rely on her super strength. Juniper Montage is also the cyber genius the one who cybernetically-enhanced herself and the others. She has a harness that has 8 long and thin tentacles coming out from the back that are inflatable, using plastics so she can hide them underneath her clothes. Her tentacles ends have multi tools for just about any kind of work she’s doing. She also carries several repair drones that can quickly repair her or her teammates. She now has a cyber brain that allows her to download data into her brain, she even has a backup copy of herself just incase she ever needs to erase her brain.
Indigo Zap, is extremely competitive and has an unbridled passion for winning, a light amber-gray mare with E cups, dark blue and cerulean hair with arctic blue streaks. Standing at 6 feet tall with a slender but powerful built. She is a pegasus, and like all pegasus ponies she is immune to electricity, high tolerance for extreme heat and cold. She’s also the fastest in flight speed. Indigo Zap is made for speed, has metal wings made out of a special alloy that can retract into her back that allows her to fly, that she can also use as bladed weapons, even having a buzzsaw mode to cut through just about anything. She has jets in her hands and feet that not only lets her speed her up at Mach 20, that she can also use as projectile weapons firing plasma bolts. Her reaction time allows her to see the world moving at a standstill when she uses her super speed.
Lemon Zest, demonstrates the behavior of a wild, obnoxious rocker girl. Standing over 8 feet tall a grayish-amaranth mare with H cups and light pistachio hair with grayish-green and lime green streaks. She’s an Earth pony with a powerful body who is super strong even for an earth pony. She also isn't a simple brute reliant on her strength alone and is in fact a highly skilled fighter. Lemon Zest the biggest and strongest of the group, is able to encase herself in retractable armor that covers her head to toe. The armor is all but unbreakable and is self repairing, allowing her to tank just about anything and not feel it. And with the inbuilt servos and hydraulic systems, gives her already massive strength a massive boost. Has two inbuilt shoulder energy cannons that when fully charged up can destroy a mountain in one shot.
Sour Sweet, has somewhat of a bipolar personality where she alternates between being sarcastic and rude (sour) and obnoxiously nice (sweet). She’s a pale, light gold mare with rose-colored freckles on her cheeks, upper part of her F cup breasts, shoulders, hips, and butt. Her hair was a mix of rose shades with a streak of aquamarine. It was usually done up in a ponytail. She’s a pegasus who stand at 6’3 tall. She’s skilled in multiplying the weather. Sour Sweet is fitted with dynamos that allow her to generate large amounts of electricity and can’t conduct in water. Allowing her to create an electric field around her that protects her from projectiles and energy attack. It also makes physical contact with all but impossible unless using something that doesn’t conduct electricity. She can toss lightning bolts and balls of electricity. She uses her weather powers to create thunderstorms and fly into them where the lightning powers up her weapon systems. She can also absorb electricity into herself building up a charge, with the output depending on how much power and how long she’s been charging herself.
Trixie Lulamoon, has a very theatrical personality and speaks dramatically in the third person, posing and setting off fireworks to complete the full effect. She’s a blue mare with H cup breasts and stands at 6’7” feet tall. She has long white hair that reaches her butt. She’s a skilled stage magician who mixes it with real magic and is a skilled bomb maker, mainly in fireworks and smoke bombs. She has a hologram projector built into her body, allowing her to create light projections from copies of herself to objects and make herself invisible. She can screw with peoples perception of reality so hard that they're more likely to hurt themselves than anyone else. Even knowing that what you're seeing is probably fake doesn't help, because there's always a chance that it might be real and dangerous. She also can harm others with her light projections by lasers which are just light.
Sugarcoat, who displays an overly blunt, cynical attitude towards others, pointing out their faults without hesitation. Standing at 6’5 a blueish-gray mare with F cups and opal-gray hair with arctic blueish-gray streaks. Her hair is done up in twin ponytails. She’s a unicorn having a horn on her forehead. She’s a skilled magic skilled in white magic. Sugarcoat has metal whips coming out of her arms that she can electrified. She can use her whips to drain power and by plugging her whips into her teammates bodies can boost their energy weapons, or supercharge their repair systems. She can also mold the ends of her whips into any kind of interface to fit into any kind of computer and download all the data held within the databank.
Sunny Flare, is the most poised of her teammates, having elegant and self-confident mannerisms, but with an arrogant, rude, and aloof demeanor. A light-turquoise mare with E cups and grayish mulberry hair with light raspberry streaks. She’s a unicorn who stands at 6’7 feet tall. She’s a skilled magic user, skilled in black magic. Her limbs have all been replaced so that she can have an energy weapon popping out of her shoulder, thigh, finger tip whenever she needs to, surprising her opponent a number of times. Which she can also repair her weapons and herself by grabbing metal and electronics. She is all about using overwhelming firepower to fight her battles.
They’re also not alone as they had some others with them.
The Dazzlings sisters who are sirens a subspecies of dragon. All of them stand over 8 feet tall, and are all muscular in built. Their bodies are also covered in smooth scales like snakes but are also very thick and dense, giving them natural armor like dragons in fiction. And being aquatic dragons they can breathe underwater and can fly. They have fin like wings on their backs and long pointed ears. They all can control people by their singing or unleash a sonic attack. They also are very strong and powerful.
Sonata Dust, she has blue and sly blue hair tied in a ponytail and has light skin. She’s has the biggest breasts with J cups.
Aria Blaze, has purple and mint streaked hair which she wears up in two high ponytails. She has the biggest butt, has G cups and the most muscular one.
Adagio Dazzle, she has orange and yellow hair, with a spiky headband on top of it. She’s in the middle of her sisters with an hourglass figure and H cups.
Tempest Shadow, a tall and powerful built unicorn mare with G cups, who has her hair in a bright purple mohawk. Her horn has been broken and she has a scar over her left eye. She has the power to absorb anything and used it to absorb all the pain and damage to her body converting what it absorbed into making her body stronger and powerful kinetic attacks. Making her completely invulnerable to any form of attack as she will just absorb anything that causes her pain or damages her body.
Wallflower, a light green skin and green haired earth pony mare. She is short and slender, who does have a nice figure, but with her surrounded by so many busty women and she is a quiet and introverted young woman who is typically ignored and quickly forgotten by everyone, she is quickly forgotten. Which is her power as she makes people forget about her and anything that she's doing.
“Daymare, Daydream, Indigo Zap, Sugarcoat, Sour Sweet, Lemon Zest, Sunny Flare, Trixie Lulamoon, Juniper Montage, Sonata Dust, Aria Blaze, Adagio Dazzle, Tempest Shadow, and Wallflower?” Izuku said seeing all of them again after years.
“We join up and worked together to make our own portal machine,” Daydream said.
“To track you down,” Daymare said.
“You really thought that we wouldn’t come looking for you?” Adagio asked.
“Hey Deku who are they?” Katsuki asked.
“Some old friends,” Izuku said.
“Who you left behind without a word after getting close to us and defeating us. So now we’re just going to gang up on you,” Tempest Shadow said.
“You betrayed them?” Tenya Iida asked shock.
“I did but I didn’t know that they were villainesses at the time,” Izuku said.
“What?” the hopeful students said.
“When did that happen?” Katsuki asked not remembering Izuku disappearing.
“No here, I found a portal gun and open a portal to a different dimension. Took me years to find a way to comeback home, found a wish granting object and made the wish to come back back right after I left and back to my old age,” Izuku explains.
“You got Isekai?” Kyoka Jiro asked.
“Yes,” Izuku said.
“You found something that can grant wishes?” Sunset asked.
“Yes but it’s one of those one time things and of you don’t word it right you end up having your wish twisted around,” Izuku lied so they wouldn’t go looking for the Triforce.
Another portal opens up as 7 identical women came out of it. They’re all slender and muscular, busty beauties all having E cups, standing at 6’2”, brown eyes, short different colored hair that are all shoulder length. Which is the only way to tell them apart as they all are wearing black bodysuits, with grey gloves and boots.
“Elle?” Izuku asked.
Elle had been merged with her six other sisters while in the womb that resulted in her having seven personalities. Till Izuku split them apart with a magical item. And all of them have a different power.
Pink the heart, she can absorb heat from anything, creating ice as a side effect, releasing the built up heat as fireballs, beams of heat, or powerful blast of wind. Is immune to both extreme cold and heat.
Blue the cunning, her power is that she can manipulate people with perfect illusions. There's no sure-fire way to tell if the illusions are fake or real unless you can gain excellent knowledge of the subject the illusion is covering. Only those who can’t see are completely immune to her illusions.
Brown the shy, her power is that she’s a healer, can heal from anything and can even reattach her body parts or grow new ones. She can also improve the body of anyone she uses her power on, fixing any health issues and making them stronger. Which she has been making herself and her sister much stronger then they were before.
Yellow the brave, her power is that she can control her body’s density making her as dense and heavy as she wants or a light as she wants. She can make herself weight hundreds of tons and the next make herself so weightless that hitting her is like hitting a balloon. All awhile maintaining her normal speed and agility, giving her the appearance of having super strength when she’s just increasing her density and weight.
Green the survivor, her power is that she can mentally freeze time and evaluate her surroundings so that she can make the right choice in any situation. As she can see every possibility she can do in her environment and make the right choice.
Purple the wild one, her power is adaptation she can adapt to anything and gain immunity to anything if she’s exposed to it long enough. Her body also can heal itself, from any damage that she has adapted too. Because of this she’s completely fearless as she knows she can heal and become immunity to anything.
White the caring one, her power is that she’s able to fuse anything together and unfuse anything. She can fuse herself with her sisters to form one body with all of their combine powers and skills.
“We finally found you,” Elle Blue said glaring at Izuku.
“More girls?” Present Mic asked.
“The Elle sisters, they use to share the same body till I separated them,” Izuku said.
“And they’re villains?” Present Mic asked again.
“Yes they are, but how?” Izuku asked as the Elle’s couldn’t had gotten here on their own.
“Oh we’re not the only ones who been looking for you and followed your trail,” Elle Pink said.
A tall slender woman with greyish-blue skin and short black hair and red eyes came out of the portal. She’s wearing a form fitting black robe over a black body stocking that leaves nothing to the imagination. Flanking her are two female ninjas, they have greyish-blue skin and glowing, red eyes. They wear black ninja suits with dark red and blue accents that cover most of their shapely bodies and faces. They have dark red belts where they keep their Shuriken.
“Jade?” Izuku asked.
“You thought that I would just let you go? After you freed me from the Oni generals? I became the queen of all Shadowkhans and followed you and picked up some of your old friends as I did so. Remember the female ninjas the Homura Crimson Squad, the former Hebijo Elites of that ninja school? I made them into my new generals,” Jade said.
10 new women came out of the portal, all dressed in clothes that are either form fitting or skimpy that showed off their busty bodies. But all of them now have grayish-blue skin and red eyes.
Homura, a long dark haired kunoichi who fights by wielding six katanas at the same time. Homura's elemental affinity is fire.
Yomi, a blonde haired kunoichi who uses a massive claymore like sword and a cannon. Yomi's elemental affinity is wind.
Hikage, a short green haired kunoichi who uses a knife. Hikage's affinity is poison.
Mirai, a long black haired short girl wearing an eye patch, who uses an umbrella that is a concealed firearm and she hides other heavy weapons in her clothes.
Haruka, a short haired dark blonde kunoichi who uses chemical weapons and puppetry, concealing the inner workings of her strategies under her white coat.
Miyabi, a short white haired kunoichi who uses a Cursed Seven-Pronged Sword.
Murasaki, a long purple haired kunoichi who uses giant shurikens attached to her hair. Murasaki's affinity is darkness.
Imu, a short blonde haired glasses wearing kunoichi who uses a Shaolin staff that she can increase the size of. Imu's elemental affinity is Lightning.
Ryobi, a brown long haired kunoichi who uses a musket. Is the younger twin sister of Royna.
Ryona, a short blonde haired kunoichi who uses two Quad-handguns. Ryona’s affinity is ice.
And all of them have their own female shadowkhans with them who are all armed with weapons that their generals use.
“Hi girls,” Izuku said seeing the kunoichis again, who all glared at him.
“They all agreed to serve me as my new generals in exchange for access to you. Which I’m more than happy to share with my generals and the Elle sisters, so that you’re not going to be slipping through our fingers again,” Jade said.
“We’re not going to hurt him too much right?” Elle Brown asked worried for Izuku.
“You get to be his main caretaker, you are the healer,” Jade said.
“Hey! You can’t take Izuku, we got here first,” Daymare said.
Another portal appeared, one that looks like it’s made out of shadows. Out from the shadow portal came people Izuku never thought that he would see again.
The Lady, who is an unnaturally tall, voluptuous woman with the appearance of a Japanese geisha. She has raven-black hair that she keeps partially wrapped in a bun. She is adorned in a long dark brown kimono, which seems to trail moderately behind her when she walks. Her face is perpetually covered by a white porcelain mask similar to a Japanese Noh mask, through which two lifeless black eyes stare out. Her power is shadows, she can teleport from one shadow to another and controls shadows. She can make shadows become solid, grabbing people and objects or making the shadow razor sharp and slice them to pieces. She also can control people by their shadows, puppeteering their bodies or simply making them unable to move as long as they cast a shadow.
The Pretender who has extremely pale skin, shoulder-length silver hair that curls at the end, thick bangs that cover her eyes and a short ponytail held by a grey band. She wears a dull green Victorian era dress with darker green sleeves and a large, white apron with dark green shoes. Her clothes do little to hide her voluptuous body, huge breasts and large hips. Her pale skin is contrasted by the red lipstick smeared over her mouth and pink blush on her cheeks. Her power lets her turn anyone any anything into a doll just by touching them.
Mono is a tall pale-skinned woman whose face is hidden by a light brown paper bag with two round eye holes that allow her to see. She wears a one buttoned khaki trench coat that reaches below her knees above a brownish-gray shirt tucked into her long brownish-gray pants rolled up at the end and wears brown shoes. Her outfit strains to contain her voluptuous figure. She has the power to slow down time in her surrounding environment while remaining unaffected by this change herself, causing any people or objects which were previously moving at a normal pace to slow down to less than half of their actual time in her presence. She can also use this power to fast-forward herself in a limited extent of time, giving her the illusion of teleporting despite actually just walking to her intended spot.
Six wears a bright yellow raincoat that ends just above her knees with three buttons, two pockets, and a rhombus-shaped hood, with matching yellow rain boots. The coat strains to cover her busty body. Up close, she has black bob-cut hair with bangs that completely obscure the top half of her face, only revealing her tiny nose and mouth. Six’s power is energy absorption, either it be energy from a generator or from living beings. She is able to use her power by physical contact or by sucking the energy in by her mouth.
Followed by others from other worlds Izuku had visited.
Wraith, Molly McGee an optimistic 23 year-old woman who lives to make the world a better place for her and her friends. Molly is a Thai-American of short height, medium-length brown hair, and dark brown almond-shaped eyes. She wears her hair up in a short ponytail with a pink hairband. She is the shortest of the three and the most athletic, and has a busty body that doesn’t show her down. Her power allows her to transform into a wraith, a ghost like form. In her ghost form she can go through solid objects, and if she passes through someone they become completely either be joyful or depresses husk, as she sucks all the joy out of others.
Barbwire, Libby Stein-Torres, Molly's shy and nerdy Jewish best friend. Shes very tall standing at 7 feet with dark brown eyes and long straight dark brown hair that reaches her knees. She has giant breasts that are completely out of place on her tall and slender frame, as it seems that all of her body fat went to her breasts. Which she claims that no matter how much she eats, the only weight she gains is to her breasts. Her power is turning using her hair like tentacles with sharp barbs at the end that can inject different poisons into her victims. From making them, sleep, paralyze, numb, blinding, to making them puke out their liquidated insides.
Gemstorm, Andrea Davenport, is a young, fair-skinned young woman of medium height with waist-length, light blue hair which fades to purple and has one blue streak on the right side of her hair, freckles under her eyes, brown eyebrows, and light brown eyes. She’s the most voluptuous of the trio, with massive breasts, thin waist, wide hips and large butt giving her an impossible hourglass figure. Her power lets her create green crystals from anything she touches, making them as fragile as glass or hard as diamond. She can fling razor sharp crystal shards around and make crystal melee weapons. She can turn her entire body into crystal and adding more to her crystal shell lets her grow into a giant. By focusing the sun's rays through her hand to create a solar laser beam. Being made of solid crystal means nothing can penetrate her. However, she can be cracked or shattered by loud enough sounds, which is how she was killed in the show.
Hilda Fay, an athletic short girl with long bright cerulean color hair, and black eyes. Her power gives her the ability to turn into a 10 foot tall stone troll, granting her super strength, speed, durable, agility, and stamina. Her stone form is invulnerable to most forms of bodily harm and she is able to heal from any damage to her body. She in her stone form is immune to heat and electricity.
Frida Sprightly, a tall slender girl who has long black hair, brown skin, and brown eyes. Her power gives her the ability to turn into smoke, with her eyes glowing green while she uses her power of a Marra. She is invulnerable to physical attacks and some energy attacks. She can also invade the dreams of anyone sleeping and give them nightmares and see into their memories. She’s also a witch and knows lots of magic spells.
The bearers of the Calamity Gems. Which are three diamond-cut gemstones smaller than a ping-pong ball with each having a color to represent a certain virtue: blue representing heart, green representing wit, and red/pink representing strength. All of them wearing black armor and helmets that are modeled after the helmet that Darcy wore before Izuku destroyed it.
Anne Boonchuy, is a girl with a slender busty build, and light brown skin, brown eyes and messy auburn hair. Her gem is the blue one, when in use makes blue energy around her that gives her super strength, speed, agility, endurance, and stamina. She is armed with a sword and a shield.
Marcy Wu, girl who is tall and slim. She has olive skin, short, shiny black hair, and dark brown oval eyes. Her gem is the green one and creates green energy around her that gives her super strength, speed, agility, endurance, and stamina. She’s armed with an energy scythe and a wrist crossbow.
Sasha Waybright, is a girl of tall height, muscular built, blonde hair tied in a ponytail with a long bang parted to the right side of her head, a beauty mark underneath her left eye, and almond-shaped blue eyes. Her gem is the red one and creates red energy around her that gives her super strength, speed, agility, endurance, and stamina. She’s armed with two swords.
Luz Noceda, a slender girl with golden-brown eyes and dark brown hair in a slightly outgrown pixie cut. Her power is she can transforms into a demon with two horns growing from her head, her eyes turn black with yellow pupils, and her hands and lower legs turn skeleton-like. Has super strength, speed, agility, endurance, stamina and has a regeneration power in that form. Her claws can slice through anything and can create glyphs in the air that have different effects that she calls spells.
Amity Blight, is a busty, girl with pale skin, bright golden eyes and pointed ears. Initially, she had chin-length hair that are two shades of aquamarine-green with brown hair, her natural hair color, visible at the roots. She also has her hair into a small ponytail pulling the front hair out of her face, and with an undercut that is mostly covered but are visible at the temples. Her power gives her the ability to change her body into purple slime that can regenerate lost mass, change her shape, size, density and shape-shift into any form she could think of. She can’t change the color of her slime body.
“Finally found you Izuku,” Anne said.
“Anne why are you, Marcy and Sasha dress like that. I thought that after the defeat of the Core you all be back to normal?” Izuku asked.
“We are but Marcy is right, why go back to our old lives, back home where I’m just going to be working at my parents restaurant for the rest of my life?” Anne asked.
“Back to my parents?” Sasha asked.
“Be away from Anne and Sasha?” Marcy adds.
“We’re now traveling the multiverse in the newt’s kings flying castle and met some of your friends you made, and came with an agreement. You’re going to be the helpless prince captured by the evil villainesses who have their way with him,” Sasha said.
“What!” Jade and her group snaps.
A boom that Izuku remembers as a boom tube rip open a gateway letting a group of other women to appear.
The Titans, a group of supervillainesses.
The alien sisters, Blackfire and Starfire as they call themselves on when Izuku met them. Blackfire is a snark while Starfire is all bubbly and cheerful. Both are busty and have athletic builds with the same body measurements with the only difference being that Blackfire has black hair and Starfire is a redhead. Blackfire is also the leader of the Titans, being a born leader.
Jinny Hex, a redhead with a long ponytail and a busty athletic built. She has a chest full of stuff that her great something grandfather picked up, from laser guns to magic. And is the one holding the boom tube device that open a portal from their world to Izuku’s.
Terra, a fallen princess who has the power of earth. She has long blonde hair and has a slim athletic built.
Jinx, a magic user who has the ability to affect probability fields around specific objects. She has a slim athletic built and has pink hair that she keeps in two horns.
Rose Wilson, lacking in superhuman abilities, she makes up for it by being at the peak of her strength, speed, and skill that puts her on par with enhanced enemies she faces. She has long white hair and has an eyepatch over her left eye. She has a busty athletic built.
Raven, is a magic user and half demon giving her vast amounts of magic and strength. She keeps her purple hair short and covers her voluptuous body covered with her cloak.
Cheshire, a busty girl with long black hair in two ponytails that she can use as weapons. She wears a smiling cat mask, and wears a green miniskirt-kimono. She’s armed with claws that are wrap on her forearms. She is skilled in the martial arts, acrobatics and can turn invisible.
Angel, a busty girl with wings on her back who always wears a helmet hiding her short brown hair and has yellow eyes. Her wings are usually at a small size, but she can enlarge them to use for both flight and combat.
Argent, a voluptuous girl with black hair and silver/grey skin. Her power is making plasma/energy constructs.
Bumblebee, a dark skin buxom girl, a metahuman with insect-like wings capable of flight and the ability to shrink to a miniature size, Bumblebee also uses a pair of hand-held electric dart-guns as "stingers."
Pantha, a professional Mexican wrestler and superheroine who has shoulder length brown hair that pokes out under her cat like mask. She’s tall, muscular and built like a brick house, being strong and skilled. She works with Kole, who she uses as a weapon.
Kole, a pink haired, good-natured girl capable of transforming her body into a nigh-indestructible crystalline substance. She has a slender built and very flexible, allowing her to shape her body into tools or weapons for Pantha to use.
And with the Titans are the Oz Gang who model themselves after the characters of the Oz books.
General Jinjur, a young woman with short brown hair with her power of making copies of herself, with no limits making Hera one woman army. She’s wearing a feminized version of a military dress uniform of the period before World War I, with a skirt in place of trousers, high boots, a military-style frogged tunic, and a tall shako. Which did little to hide her buxom body. She’s armed with energy rifle that are modeled after the older single action rifles with bayonets.
Jackie Pumpkinhead her powers are over plants. She's wearing a pumpkin on her head that has eyes and a mouth hole for her real eyes and mouth. She's wearing purple trousers, a red shirt, a pink vest with white polka dots, stockings, and shoes. She also very tall and thin, which her ample breasts looks out of place.
Frogwoman has frog like powers, and have a long and powerful tongue. She has long black hair and wears glasses and a brown tophat. That goes with her brown business suit, that does little to hide her ample figure and carries a metal hook cane.
Jenny Jump, a girl that has green eyes and red hair, she has powerful legs that allow her to jump miles and land safely. She has long legs that she shows off with tight blue shorts with suspenders and wears green and red stripe tights, and steel toe black boots. She wears a long sleeved stripe green and red shirt. She has a slender body and very proud of her large but tight butt.
Scraps, the Patchwork Girl her powers is controlling fabrics. The Patchwork girl is a life-size living doll made from various pieces of patchwork quilts. She's tall and her body is very plump and rounded because it is stuffed with cotton. She wears a patchwork skirt, a patchwork apron with pockets, and red leather shoes with pointy toes. She has silver button eyes sewn on with black thread to create the pupils. Her hair is brown yarn done in braids. She has thin golden discs for ears and also golden fingernails. One of her cheeks is yellow and the other red, her chin blue, her forehead purple and her nose bright yellow. She has a red felt tongue, and pearl teeth.
The Shaggy Woman who has the power to decay anything she wants by tossing energy balls at them or touching them. She has long white hair that is just a mess but is very beautiful with a very sexy busty body once you look past her taste in clothes. Her clothes are shaggy that were once a suit and an overcoat and her boots are just as shaggy and full of holes.
Princess Langwidere has 30 different heads, each with a different power and she changes her head by spinning her head where once it stops her head is different. Has a very ample body that she shows off in the revealing purple grown she wears.
Dorothy Gale her power is teleportation. She looks like the novel Dorothy Gale with her thick, long blonde curly hair is styled in her trademark braided pigtails. Wearing a gingham dress pattern of faded blue and white checks and silver slippers. She is built like a brick house thanks to working muscles from farm work.
“Sorry to crash the party but Izuku is coming with us,” Blackfire said.
“What’s going on?” Marcy asked staring at the new group.
“Join the club,” Daydream said.
Another portal opens and another group of female step out of it. Who Izuku recognized as Kim Possible a teen heroine and her fellow cheerleaders. All of whom have been transformed into hybrids of different animals after a mutant fishman name Gill covered them and their teacher with mutant slime. Gill died with a boy name Ron when the cabin they were fighting in fell on top of them. They were taken to a government research lab and were experimented on and where Izuku found them and freed them, learning that the male teacher with the girls died due to the experiments done to him.
Kim Possible, has large green eyes and long red hair which comes down to her shoulders. Bust size G. She’s now a Blue Fox hybrid and stands over 6 feet tall, super strong like all the other hybrids. Who also have the abilities of the animals they’re hybrids of, which happens to be the animals they are form Animology, for some reason.
Tara has long, wavy sunny yellow blonde hair, turquoise eyes, and fair skin. Bust size I. She is now a Silver Badger.
Marcella has long straight black hair, light brown skin, and black eyes. She also has a mole on her cheek. Bust size H. She is now a Purple Bat.
Liz has short wavy red hair, ruddy skin, and black eyes . Bust size J. She is a Red Jaguar.
Jessica has long straight blonde hair, light blue eyes, fair yet lightly freckled skin, and is taller than the rest of the squad. Bust size K. She is now a Scarlet Bear.
Hope is a dusky olivine-skinned girl with black eyes and long straight black hair. Bust size J. She is now a Fuchsia Possum.
Crystal dark reddish-brown wavy hair and green eyes. Bust size K. She is now a Maroon Panda.
Bonnie a brunette of average height with shoulder-length hair in a shag cut, teal eyes, a slender but curvaceous figure. Bust size I. She is now a Lavender Mouse.
Zita has black hair and eyes, light brown skin, has a very busty body for a thin build. Bust size K. She is now a Lavender Cheetah.
Monique has dark hair long, dark skin, and has a killer body. Bust size L. She is now a White Tiger.
Justine Flanner has short blonde hair and a slender body. Bust size F. She is now a Gold Lion. She and the last two are cheerleaders as an elective pick and work in mostly equipment and supplies.
And they’re not alone as other girls joined them.
Juniper Lee, a buff and buxom Chinese american girl. A magical guardian who has super strength and magical protection.
Lila, who is actually a female Bigfoot who has the strength that all but humans have in the great ape family. Standing at nearly 9 feet tall and built like a brick house with lots of muscles and also having a very voluptuous body.
And the X-Women, the surviving members of the X-Men before a poisonous gas was released world wide. It was suppose to kill all mutants but it instead only killed all male mutants and killed most of the female mutants. The humans later found out that the gas had sterilized all none mutant humans. Izuku helping the now renamed X-Women, freeing them from a research lab helped them to free all the other remaining female mutants, who only numbered under a hundred, all young as the gas takes is less effective on the young. The others died from experiments of trying to reverse the sterilization for all male and female humans, which also damaged their DNA to the point where cloning always fail. (1)
Jean Grey, her powers are telepathy and telekinesis.
Rogue, her power lets her absorbs the memories and abilities of others through touch.
Shadowcat, her ability allows her to become intangible.
Jubilee, she has the ability to shoot firework-like 'plasmoids' either in the shape of actual fireworks or beams. Easily identifiable by her yellow jacket.
Magma, she can generate heat and fire, along with to some extent control lava.
Wolfsbane, her power lets her transforms into a wolf or a werewolf.
Scarlet Witch, her mutant ability to harness and manipulate the force of probability. in other words she is a reality warper.
Boom-Boom, she has the ability to create explosive balls of energy.
X-23, a female clone of Wolverine has his healing power and two claws on her hands and one on each of her feet that are coated with Adamantium that’s all but unbreakable.
Honey Badger, a younger clone of X-23 with all of her powers.
Tommy, she has the ability to become two-dimensional, namely as flat as a sheet of paper.
Polaris, she has the power to control magnetism and can shape and manipulate magnetic fields that exist naturally or artificially. With this ability, most metals come under her control.
Firestar, has the ability to project microwave energy, generating intense heat and fiery hair.
Dazzler, has the ability to transforms sound into bolts of light.
Pixie, has the ability to fly with her mutant butterfly wings.
Squirrel Girl, she has all the abilities of a squirrel and has a large bushy tail of one as well. She can also talk to squirrels.
Network, has the ability to converse with machines.
Dust, has the ability to transform into and control a malleable sand form.
Psylocke, she has vast telepathic and telekinetic powers that she can focus into deadly weapons.
Blink, she has the ability to project energy shards that teleport people or objects.
Mercury, her skin is made out of mercury and she can reshape and stretch at will.
Galura, she has wings that she can generate powerful gust of wind.
Lifeguard, she has the power to manifest whatever was necessary to save the life of someone in danger around her, including her own. Her power enabled her to manifest wings, golden armor, the ability to breathe underwater, and many other less noticeable adaptations.
Mirage, has the power to create illusions.
Husk, has the ability to husk her skin to expose a new type and layer of skin underneath.
Marrow, her main power is to grow badass bone knives out of her body and throw them at people. Her other powers include surviving pulling the bones out, regrowing new ones, and superhuman pain tolerance.
The Stepford Cuckoos (Celeste Cuckoo, Esme Cuckoo, Irma Cuckoo, Phoebe Cuckoo, and Sophie Cuckoo) are a group of identical quintuplets who have a telepathic hive-like super-mind and the ability of telekinesis.
Magik, she has the ability to mentally control "Stepping Discs", which allowed herself and others to teleport across interstellar distances, through time or the multiverse. She is also skilled in magic and possesses the Gem of the mystical entity Cyttorak, which grants her with the abilities of superhuman strength, speed, and durability of The Juggernaut.
Mystique, the shapeshifter who can take the form of anyone. She’s also one of the 4 only surviving adult female mutants.
Emma Frost, she has the ability to read minds and project thoughts into other's minds, controlling their actions. She can also project mental blasts to knock out her victims by touching their brow and is able to change her skin into diamond form.
Dr. Cecilia Reyes, she has forcefield powers that make her near-invulnerable, but are seldom used offensively.
Storm, she has the power to control the elemental forces and energies that govern the weather, ranging from the nervous system and elements present within living beings to planetary atmospheres and the depths of space.
“Who are they? More villains?” Present Mic asked Izuku.
“No they’re heroes,” Izuku said.
“Not anymore, I never wanted to be a hero and be trap in a small area till one of my children takes my place. Obeying elders who are so set in their ways that they refuse to change,” Juniper said.
“Things changed since you left,” Lila adds.
“Being betrayed by people you once trusted, doesn’t give use much desire to being good,” Kim said.
“And why should we continue to save people who will always be ungrateful no matter what we do,” Emma Frost said.
“It’s the reason why I created a permanent EMP field on our earth to make sure that the humans of our world are trap there,” Polaris adds.
“Why are you here then?” Izuku asked.
“The girls are all in love with you,” Storm said with a smirk.
“As are the girls we picked on the way to find you,” Dr. Reyes said.
“The girls have all changed from what you remember but maybe with you by their side you can do something about it. You did said that you wanted to be a hero in your world,” Mystique said.
“Izuku why are those girls who came from other worlds are in love with you after you romanced them, like us?” Jean Grey asked her eyes narrowing having scanned the minds of the people around her.
“You’re a playboy?” Elle Brown asked her eyes watering as the boy she and her sisters fell for never loved them.
“I’m not, I didn’t even know you girls like me,” Izuku said as the girls around him are glaring at him.
“Truth spell will answer that,” Frida said as she casted said spell on Izuku. “Why did you get us to fall for you?”
“I didn’t, I just thought we’re just friends,” Izuku said under the power of the truth spell. Causing the girls around him to stare at him with looks of disbelief and twitching eyes.
“You can’t be that dense,” Daymare said as she and Daydream flew up to Izuku and place their hands on his head. Both of them have the ability to sense others' thoughts, memories, and feelings through physical touch, that bypasses most protections.
“Izuku, is that dense,” Daydream said as she shares a look with her sister who mirrors her look of disbelief. Which the other girls thanks to the ones with mind powers linking all of their minds up to see into Izuku’s mind.
“This would be funny if it wasn’t so sad. You got all of these young girls to fall for you but you just think of them as friends,” Emma Frost said shaking her head.
“I like those love comedies of the dense guy who is completely clueless to love, but when you’re actually in the middle of it, just doesn’t make it funny anymore,” Storm said.
“Time to drill it into your head than,” Daymare said as she grabs Izuku to take him back home.
“Oh no you don’t,” Blackfire said blasting Daymare away with a starbolt.
“Shadowkahns get Izuku!” Jade shouted sending her ninjas to grab Izuku.
Starting off a five way fight between five groups of villainesses who are all after the same guy.
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Serene Wish
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562335
| 1 |
Kirins,Rainbow Dash,Twilight Sparkle,Alternate Universe,Comedy,Random,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Profanity
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Incendiary Ignorance
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Rainbow Dash was punished for a racist attack. Twilight gets an epiphany.
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<p>Rainbow Dash was punished for a racist attack. Twilight has an epiphany.</p><hr/><p>I wrote this story as a sequel to <a href="/story/561950/kirin-wears-a-furtight-bodysuit" rel="nofollow">that one</a>. But it can be read as a standalone story.</p><hr/><p>I'm just silly and like to fool around <img alt=":ajsmug:" class="emoticon" src="https://static.fimfiction.net/images/emoticons/ajsmug.png"/></p>
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teen
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2024-07-26T14:28:03+00:00
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2024-07-26T15:13:24+00:00
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Rainbow Dash walked through Ponyville, feeling the snide glances of the ponies around her. Their eyes were burning into her, making her blush more and more. She was sweating on her forehead, which wasn't surprising, since it was a hot summer and she was wearing that damn tight bodysuit.
All because of them...
“Fucking niriks,” Dash muttered irritably, kicking an innocent pebble.
She couldn't even fly!
Twilight had thoughtfully made wing holes in her bodysuit, but it was so tight on her that when she tried to fly, she seemed to have pulled a muscle and was now stuck on the ground amidst all the sneering stares.
That was total crap.
“Ah ah ah!” came a voice that made Dash jump with surprise. “We don't talk like that.”
Out of habit, Dash flapped her wings and tried to take off, but twitched in pain, lost her balance in the air, and nearly embarrassed herself by getting tangled in her wings and collapsing face down in the dirt. Thankfully, she was a professional and, albeit tentatively, still landed on all four hooves.
“What the fuck, Twilight?” hissed Dash, looking around embarrassed and glaring at the smug princess of the village. “All because of you and your bloody ni...”
Her angry tirade was interrupted by a telekinetic grip on her muzzle.
“Do you want to walk around in this suit for another week?” Twilight asked with a squint. “I guess you never learned your lesson.”
“Why the fuck do you even need this?” growled Dash, throwing off her telekinesis. “What lesson is there to learn? Why do I have to walk around in this clown costume?”
“So you can understand how they feel,” Twilight replied in an even and confident tone, her eyes glittering with seriousness and determination. “They had to make sacrifices to integrate into Equestrian society. Show some respect.”
Kirins, when they got angry, turned into niriks. Niriks were another form of kirins, reflecting their emotions, especially anger and rage. Turning into a nirik was a big problem not only for the kirins themselves, but also for everyone around them. In their normal state, the kirins were kind and peaceful creatures, but once they became angry, they would turn into fiery and uncontrollable niriks, which could lead to devastating consequences.
Fortunately, Equestria was able to find a solution to this problem, and not without Rarity's help. She suggested the use of bodysuits made of fireproof fabric that blocked the flames emitted by the niriks. This innovative approach had been a real breakthrough in the relationship between the kirins and the rest of Equestria, allowing them to live more harmoniously and safely.
“That's their problem,” Dash snorted, throwing her head up in displeasure. “Still don't understand why I'm being punished.”
“For calling the kirins... well, I won't repeat that word,” Twilight sighed, trying to remain calm. “It's an offensive word. Didn't you read that pamphlet I...”
“They call each other that all the time!” Dash burst out, interrupting Twilight. “Why can't I?”
“No, they don't...” Twilight began, but was interrupted by a sharp shout.
“Yo, get your nirik ass over here!” a laugh echoed nearby as two kirins looked at something through the display case. "Check out this hat. It's fucking sick, huh?"
Dash waved her hoof silently at the kirins, then turned to Twilight with an expression of undisguised triumph. She shifted her gaze from the kirins to Twilight and back again, as if mocking her mistake. Finally, she moved so close to Twilight that their muzzles were almost touching, and her hoof was still raised.
Twilight pulled back and pressed her lips together - did she have to be so dramatic?
“They can call each other that,” Twilight replied confidently, as if nothing had happened. “It's different.”
“No shit,” Dash dismissed those explanations sharply. “If that's what they call each other, it's not an offensive word. So shove that pamphlet up your-”
“It's a complicated situation, Dash,” Twilight interrupted her, losing patience. “They have a special case...”
“So are they just like us, or are they some kind of special case?” Dash asked caustically, squinting her eyes. “What's that about integrating into Equestria?”
Twilight opened her mouth, but immediately closed it - Dash's words actually made sense.
“Throwing facts at me like a coward,” Twilight thought glumly, but the whole thing made her think deeply.
Twilight's face grew more and more serious as dark thoughts filled her mind. Something was going on with Equestria lately. There was talk of tolerance, harmony, and unity everywhere, but it seemed the ponies were becoming more and more divided.
As a filly, she remembered the stallions teasing one another with the word “faggot”; now, it was considered highly offensive. Lately, everyone seems so fragile and easily offended. What's the point, anyway? Sooner or later they'll come up with a new word.
While everyone was supposedly equal, there were constantly new groups that required special treatment.
“So are they just like us, or are they some kind of special case?” - Dash's words flashed through her mind again as Twilight tried to make sense of what was going on.
Twilight couldn't shake the feeling that they were being artificially divided, as if following the ancient gryphon emperor's dictum, “Divide and conquer.”
“Hey, hey, Equus to Twilight,” came Dash's voice, but Twilight didn't hear, too immersed in her own thoughts.
Where would this policy lead ponykind? She had recently heard about a new initiative from the griffins - they were going to open several restaurants across Equestria serving fried... bugs!
The whole project was beautifully presented as an innovative way to ensure food security and support the ecosystem, but Twilight, as a scientist, knew it was complete nonsense. A pony's body is not adapted to process chitin, which would build up in the body, causing cancer and other diseases. In addition, insects are carriers of many parasites that even heat treatment can't kill. But will the nobles, who smell a big profit, listen to some princess from a remote village? They're not gonna eat that shit themselves.
As Twilight pondered, her gaze slid down the street and stopped at one of the café tables where a couple of ponies were sitting, munching on something with hay. Twilight's gaze darted further away, but immediately returned when she realized what they were eating.
Oh Celestia, they're already eating bugs!
Dash, tired of seeing Twilight hovering in the clouds, raised a hoof, about to bring her back to the ground with a precise kick to the forehead - it always worked.
Suddenly, Twilight blocked her hoof halfway, flashing her eyes, making Dash gulp - she'd never seen Twilight so serious. Her horn flared, and she pulled the pegasus close.
“They'll take everything from you,” Twilight said, her voice edged with manic intensity. “And you will eat the bugs!”
Dash blinked dazedly and missed the moment when Twilight pulled some sort of wand out of the air. Spreading her wings, she took off, heading towards Canterlot. Dash tried to follow but yelped in pain and collapsed to the ground.
“What the fuck did that mean!” she yelled after her, spitting out dust. “Hey, get this thing off me!"
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ShopperBrony90
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562337
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Main 6,Original Character,Spike,Twilight Sparkle,Adventure,Comedy,Science Fiction,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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My Little Pony: The Cosmic Friendship Adventure
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Twilight Sparkle and the gang travel to outer space for a special Friendship Assignment.
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complete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>The Cutie Map had assigned a new friendship mission to Twilight Sparkle and her friends. The only catch is that this is a very special mission, because it requires them to go to outer space! They get set to spread the magic of friendship to the farthest reaches of the universe!</p><hr/><p>Co-written by Tane4041.</p>
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everyone
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2024-07-26T12:39:25+00:00
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2024-07-26T12:48:55+00:00
| 217 |
It was a bright, sunny morning in Ponyville, and everything seemed perfectly normal. Twilight Sparkle sat in her castle's library, nose deep in a book about advanced magical theory. Her friends were scattered around the castle, each engrossed in their own activities. Pinkie Pie was busy in the kitchen, experimenting with a new cupcake recipe. Applejack and Rainbow Dash were engaged in a friendly hoof-wrestling match, while Rarity was sketching new designs for her boutique. Fluttershy quietly sipped tea with Spike, enjoying a calm moment.
Just as Twilight turned a page, a familiar glow began to emanate from the throne room. Her ears perked up and she quickly set her book aside. "The map!" she exclaimed and her friends immediately took notice. Their flanks glowing also signifies the situation.
They all rushed to the throne room, gathering around the magical map that dominated the center of the room. The map's surface shimmered, displaying a detailed image of Equestria. However, something was different this time. Twilight's cutie mark, along with those of her friends, began to glow and rise from the map, swirling with an unusual brilliance. Stars and comets danced around their cutie marks, creating a mesmerizing spectacle.
"Well, would ya look at that!" Applejack marveled. "Ah don't think Ah've ever seen the map do that before."
"It looks so... cosmic!" Rarity added, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Twilight's mind raced. She had studied the map's behavior for years, but this was unprecedented. "This can only mean one thing," she said, her voice filled with wonder. "Our friendship mission is not just in Equestria... it's in outer space!"
Pinkie Pie bounced up and down with glee. "Outer space! Can you imagine all the fun, the parties, the zero-gravity cupcakes!"
Rainbow Dash grinned; her competitive spirit ignited. "This is gonna be awesome! Imagine the tricks I can pull off with no gravity!"
Fluttershy, though a bit apprehensive, managed a small smile. "It sounds... exciting. I just hope there aren't too many scary aliens."
Twilight's horn glowed as she cast a spell and the map responded by zooming out, revealing not just Equestria but the entire cosmos. Their cutie marks hovered over a distant star system. "This is incredible," Twilight murmured. "We need to prepare for this journey. We'll need supplies, a way to travel through space and—"
"—and a plan!" Spike interjected, already scribbling notes on a scroll.
Rarity looked around at her friends. "It sounds like we'll need some new outfits as well. Space can be quite... harsh on one's wardrobe."
"Good point, Rarity," Twilight agreed. "We should each get ready. Meet back here in an hour."
With that, the friends dispersed to gather their necessities. Twilight prepared a list of spells and equipment they might need, from breathing in space to protection against cosmic radiation. Pinkie Pie packed an assortment of snacks and party supplies, "just in case." Applejack secured some provisions and tools. Rainbow Dash honed her flying techniques, imagining how they might translate in zero gravity. Fluttershy gathered her courage and some essentials for animal care and Rarity designed stylish yet functional space suits.
An hour later, they reconvened in the throne room, ready for their grand adventure. Twilight's horn glowed once more as she activated a teleportation spell that enveloped them all in a shimmering bubble of magic. In a flash of light, they were lifted from the map room, the castle and even Ponyville, ascending into the unknown.
As they soared through the vastness of space, stars and galaxies whizzed past them. The beauty of the cosmos surrounded them, filling them with awe and wonder. Their destination grew closer, and they could see a planet unlike any they had ever encountered.
"Look at that," Rainbow Dash said, her voice filled with amazement. "It's like nothing we've ever seen before."
Twilight nodded, her heart pounding with excitement. "Get ready, everypony. Our first space mission is about to begin."
And with that, they descended toward the mysterious planet, their hearts full of curiosity and determination, ready to spread friendship and harmony to the farthest reaches of the universe.
To be continued...
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ShopperBrony90
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562337
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Main 6,Original Character,Spike,Twilight Sparkle,Adventure,Comedy,Science Fiction,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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My Little Pony: The Cosmic Friendship Adventure
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Twilight Sparkle and the gang travel to outer space for a special Friendship Assignment.
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complete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>The Cutie Map had assigned a new friendship mission to Twilight Sparkle and her friends. The only catch is that this is a very special mission, because it requires them to go to outer space! They get set to spread the magic of friendship to the farthest reaches of the universe!</p><hr/><p>Co-written by Tane4041.</p>
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everyone
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2024-07-26T12:48:45+00:00
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2024-07-27T20:20:29+00:00
| 175 |
Twilight Sparkle's eyes sparkled with wonder as she looked out of the viewport, the vast expanse of space stretching endlessly before her. The destination they had been journeying towards for months, the newly discovered planet Terra Nova, loomed large and inviting. Its surface was a tapestry of vibrant colors, with lush forests, towering mountains, and glistening oceans that hinted at the untold wonders it held.
"Alright, everyone," Twilight said, turning to her friends with a mix of excitement and determination. "We’ve arrived. Let’s get ready to explore Terra Nova!"
Rainbow Dash hovered nearby, her wings fluttering with anticipation. "This is going to be awesome! I can't wait to see what's out there."
Applejack adjusted her hat, a practical look on her face. "Let's make sure we stick together and stay safe. We don't know what kinda critters or plants we might find."
Fluttershy, ever the caretaker, nodded. "I hope there are friendly animals we can meet. Maybe even help if they need it."
Rarity, adjusting her space suit, added, "And who knows what kind of fashion inspiration we'll find here! Alien flora could be the next big trend."
Pinkie Pie bounced in place; her usual exuberance undiminished by the months in space. Of course, her being Pinkie, she's wearing a scuba divers' uniform! "I bet there are so many new friends to make! I can't wait to throw a ‘Welcome to Terra Nova’ party!" She exclaimed, taking her scuba mask off. Her friends look at her, confused to why her friends are looking annoyed and out of place.
"What?" Pinkie asked, confused by her friends' looks.
With Pinkie finally changing to her spacesuit, a final check of their equipment wrapped up and a nod from Twilight, the group made their way to the airlock. As the doors opened, a rush of excitement surged through them. They stepped onto the planet’s surface, their boots sinking slightly into the soft, green grass.
The air was fresh and filled with the scent of blooming flowers, unlike anything they had ever experienced. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of towering trees that seemed to touch the sky. The sky above was a mesmerizing shade of turquoise, with two moons visible even in the daylight.
"This place is incredible," Twilight murmured, her eyes wide as she took in the surroundings. "Let's spread out a bit but stay within sight of each other. We need to gather as much information as we can."
The friends began to explore, each drawn to different aspects of the alien landscape. Rainbow Dash zoomed ahead, darting through the trees and performing aerial maneuvers, her laughter echoing through the air. Applejack inspected the strange plants, noting their unique properties and potential uses. Fluttershy knelt by a sparkling stream, her gentle voice coaxing a curious creature from its hiding place.
Rarity and Pinkie Pie wandered together, the former admiring the beauty of the flora while the latter pointed out potential party spots. "Look at those flowers, Rarity! They'd make great decorations!"
Rarity nodded, her mind already spinning with design ideas. "Indeed, darling. The colors are simply divine."
Twilight, meanwhile, was scanning the area with her advanced equipment, cataloging the various readings and data. She felt a surge of pride and responsibility; this exploration could lead to incredible discoveries and advancements.
As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over Terra Nova, Twilight called everyone back to their landing site. They gathered around, sharing their findings and experiences, their faces alight with excitement.
"We've only scratched the surface," Twilight said, her voice filled with awe. "But I can already tell that Terra Nova is going to change our lives in ways we can't even imagine."
The group exchanged smiles, feeling a deep sense of camaraderie and purpose. They had come so far, and their journey was just beginning. Together, they would uncover the secrets of this new world and forge a new chapter in their lives.
As the stars began to twinkle in the sky, the friends settled down for the night, their hearts full of hope and excitement for the adventures that lay ahead.
To be continued...
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ShopperBrony90
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562337
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Main 6,Original Character,Spike,Twilight Sparkle,Adventure,Comedy,Science Fiction,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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My Little Pony: The Cosmic Friendship Adventure
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Twilight Sparkle and the gang travel to outer space for a special Friendship Assignment.
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complete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>The Cutie Map had assigned a new friendship mission to Twilight Sparkle and her friends. The only catch is that this is a very special mission, because it requires them to go to outer space! They get set to spread the magic of friendship to the farthest reaches of the universe!</p><hr/><p>Co-written by Tane4041.</p>
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everyone
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2024-07-27T00:14:34+00:00
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2024-08-06T02:26:37+00:00
| 162 |
As the first rays of dawn broke over the strange, new planet, Twilight Sparkle stirred from her sleep. The night had been filled with peculiar dreams of stars and otherworldly landscapes. She blinked away the haze of sleep, remembering where she was and the mission they had undertaken.
Twilight looked around and saw her friends slowly waking up. Rainbow Dash stretched her wings and yawned, Applejack adjusted her hat, and Pinkie Pie was already bouncing with her usual enthusiasm.
"Good morning, everypony!" Pinkie Pie chirped, her bright energy a stark contrast to the serene morning.
"Morning, Pinkie," Twilight replied, a smile tugging at her lips. "Ready to explore more of this planet?"
"You betcha, Twi!" Applejack said, adjusting her hat. "We oughta find out more 'bout this place and meet them inhabitants we saw yesterday."
Fluttershy, still a bit groggy, nodded in agreement. "Yes, I'd like to learn more about the animals here too."
Rarity, already primping her mane, added, "And perhaps we can find a way to make this place a bit more... fabulous."
The group gathered their things and set off, eager to uncover the mysteries of this new world. They didn't have to travel far before they encountered the inhabitants of the planet: the Luminaris.
The Luminaris were a race of bioluminescent beings, their skin glowing with soft, iridescent light. They moved with a grace that seemed almost ethereal, their voices melodious and soothing.
"Welcome, visitors," one of the Luminaris greeted them, her voice like a gentle chime. "We are the Luminaris. We have been expecting you."
Twilight stepped forward; her curiosity piqued. "Thank you for welcoming us. We are on a mission of friendship. Can you tell us more about this planet and why we're here?"
The Luminaris nodded and motioned for them to follow. "Come with us. We will take you to our habitat, where all will be revealed."
As they followed the Luminaris through the lush, glowing forest, the Mane Six marveled at the beauty around them. Flowers glowed with an inner light, and the air was filled with the soft hum of unseen creatures.
They soon arrived at a shimmering city built into the trees, where the light seemed to pulse in harmony with the energy of the planet. The Luminaris led them to a central hall, where an elder Luminaris awaited them.
"Greetings, travelers," the elder said, his voice resonating with wisdom. "You are here because our world is in peril. The balance of our light is being threatened by dark forces, and only the power of friendship can restore it."
Twilight's eyes widened. "We're here to help. What must we do?"
Before the elder could respond, a sudden, harsh light filled the hall. The ground shook, and a loud, mechanical hum reverberated through the air. The Mane Six looked up to see a massive spaceship hovering above the city, beams of light shooting down.
"An invasion!" the elder cried. "The Duskraiders!"
The beams of light targeted the Mane Six, and before they could react, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie were caught in a tractor beam and lifted into the air. A scanner/ring appeared in the middle of the beam and the three abducted ponies suddenly experience a magical change in uniform as they flew right through: They're no longer in their spacesuits. They're now wearing silver jumpsuits with computer-chip patterns/designs, red hoof cuffs, red visors and an ear shield!
"Help!" Fluttershy squeaked, struggling against the beam's pull.
"Hang on, girls!" Rainbow Dash yelled, trying to fly up after them, but the beam was too strong.
Twilight, Applejack, and Rainbow Dash could only watch in horror as their friends were abducted. The Luminari warriors, glowing with fierce light, rallied to defend their city.
"Twilight, we have to stop them!" Applejack shouted.
"We will," Twilight replied, determination burning in her eyes. "But we need to find a way onto that ship."
"Perhaps, we'll help. Follow us and we'll take you to the armory." an Luminari warrior said, offering them a ride to their city, which is where the armory is located.
"Sounds great. Let's go!" Twilight exclaimed in agreement as she, Applejack, and Rainbow Dash enter the Luminari spaceship that's taking them to their city where they'll be prepped up for battle.
Once on the Duskraiders' ship, the tractor beam suddenly deactivated, dropping Rarity, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie onto the ship's deck with a thud.
"Ouch!" Rarity exclaimed, rubbing her sore side. "Well, this is quite undignified. Why am I wearing this ugly silver outfit?!"
Fluttershy looked around, trembling. "Where are we?"
Pinkie Pie, ever the optimist, stood up and dusted herself off. "Looks like we're on an alien ship and we're wearing new jumpsuits! Let's explore!"
Before they could move, alien guards surrounded them, their eyes glowing with a menacing light.
Meanwhile, back on Terra Nova, Twilight, Rainbow Dash, and Applejack, along with the Luminari warriors, are going to the Luminaris' hometown.
"We'll get our friends back and we'll save this planet from the darkness." Twilight vowed on board the ship.
As they strategized their approach, the fate of their friends aboard the alien ship remained uncertain. Rarity, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie had to rely on their wits and the strength of their friendship to navigate the dangers of the Duskraiders' vessel, hoping to stay safe until help arrived.
To be continued...
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ShopperBrony90
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562337
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Main 6,Original Character,Spike,Twilight Sparkle,Adventure,Comedy,Science Fiction,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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My Little Pony: The Cosmic Friendship Adventure
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Twilight Sparkle and the gang travel to outer space for a special Friendship Assignment.
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<p>The Cutie Map had assigned a new friendship mission to Twilight Sparkle and her friends. The only catch is that this is a very special mission, because it requires them to go to outer space! They get set to spread the magic of friendship to the farthest reaches of the universe!</p><hr/><p>Co-written by Tane4041.</p>
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everyone
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2024-07-27T01:39:03+00:00
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2024-07-27T20:22:37+00:00
| 168 |
As Twilight and her friends stepped out of the spaceship, they were greeted by a dazzling sight. The city of Luminaria stretched before them, a gleaming metropolis of crystal and light. Towers made of luminescent material rose high into the sky, connected by intricate bridges that seemed to float in mid-air. The streets were paved with smooth, shimmering stones that glowed softly underfoot, and everywhere they looked, the air was alive with the hum of advanced technology and vibrant energy.
Their guides, a group of Luminaris, stood before them. These ethereal beings glowed with an inner light, their forms sleek and elegant. Their eyes shone with wisdom and a hint of sorrow, a reminder of the city's troubled past.
"Welcome to our home," said Lyria, the leader of the Luminaris delegation. Her voice was melodic, resonating with a gentle power. "We are honored to have you here. Allow us to show you the wonders of our city and teach you our history."
Twilight Sparkle nodded; her eyes wide with curiosity. "Thank you, Lyria. We're eager to learn about your world and how we can help."
As they walked through the streets, Lyria began to recount the history of Luminaria. "Our city was once a beacon of peace and prosperity. We lived in harmony with our environment, our technology blending seamlessly with nature. But then came the Great War."
She paused, her expression darkening. "The war was not of our making. It was brought to us by a race known as the Duskraiders. They coveted our resources and our technology, and they were willing to destroy us to take what they wanted. The conflict was long and brutal, and it left our world scarred."
Lyria gestured to a towering monument at the center of the city. It depicted a Luminari warrior standing defiantly against a monstrous Duskraider invader. "This is a memorial to those who fell in the war. We fought bravely, but the cost was high. Many of our people perished, and our civilization was nearly destroyed. But we persevered and we rebuilt."
Rainbow Dash, her eyes filled with determination, spoke up. "We're sorry for what you've been through. We know what it's like to fight for your home and we're going to help you save your friends and stop these Duskraider creeps."
Applejack nodded in agreement. "Darn right. We ain't gonna let them hurt anyone else."
Lyria smiled gratefully. "Thank you, my friends. Your courage gives us hope."
The tour continued and the ponies marveled at the advanced technology of Luminaria. They saw energy fields that powered the city, holographic displays that provided information and entertainment, and medical facilities that could heal almost any injury. Despite the city's beauty, there was an underlying tension, a sense of urgency that reminded them of their mission.
Finally, they arrived at the armory, where a group of Luminari warriors awaited them. These warriors were clad in sleek, glowing armor, their weapons gleaming with an otherworldly light.
Twilight turned to her friends as her expression turns serious. "It's time to go. Rarity, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie need us."
The Luminari warriors nodded in agreement as Lyria stepped forward, her eyes shining with determination. "We will guide you to the Duskraiders ship. Together, we will rescue your friends and end this threat once and for all." Before they went, Lyria hands them a few extra pieces of gear: Magic antennas and jet packs. "You will receive instructions and directions inside your helmets using the antennas. To make that work, they will transfer our voices to your heads. You can use your jetpacks to evade the Duskraiders' attacks." Lyria explained, equipping them with jetpacks to the suits and the antennas to their helmets, each clipping on tight.
With a final nod, Twilight, Rainbow Dash, and Applejack turn on their jetpacks into full blast and they, along with the Luminari warriors, set out on their journey. The path ahead was fraught with danger, but their resolve was unshakable. As they ventured into the unknown, the hope of the Luminaris and the bonds of friendship would light their way.
To be continued...
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ShopperBrony90
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562337
| 5 |
Main 6,Original Character,Spike,Twilight Sparkle,Adventure,Comedy,Science Fiction,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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My Little Pony: The Cosmic Friendship Adventure
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Twilight Sparkle and the gang travel to outer space for a special Friendship Assignment.
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complete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>The Cutie Map had assigned a new friendship mission to Twilight Sparkle and her friends. The only catch is that this is a very special mission, because it requires them to go to outer space! They get set to spread the magic of friendship to the farthest reaches of the universe!</p><hr/><p>Co-written by Tane4041.</p>
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everyone
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2024-07-27T23:07:29+00:00
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2024-08-18T12:32:10+00:00
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Twilight Sparkle adjusted her helmet, feeling the snug fit around her head and the comforting buzz of magic through the antennas. Beside her, Applejack tested her jetpack, its hum blending with the distant sounds of the ship. Rainbow Dash flexed her wings, eager for the impending battle, while the Luminari warriors, their armor glistening under the ship’s artificial lighting, stood ready.
"We've got this," Twilight said, her voice steady through the magical link. "Let's move."
The group soared through the dark corridors of the ship, their jetpacks leaving faint trails of light. The Duskraiders' ship was massive, a labyrinth of metallic hallways and flickering screens. They followed the guidance of their Luminarian allies, weaving through the ship’s intricate layout towards the holding cells.
Meanwhile, in a dimly lit cell, Rarity paced back and forth, her elegant demeanor shadowed by worry. Fluttershy sat quietly, her eyes darting nervously to the laser bars sealing their cell. Pinkie Pie, ever the curious one, reached out and touched one of the laser bars, yelping as a jolt of electricity surged through her.
"Pinkie, dear, be careful!" Rarity admonished, rushing to her friend's side.
Pinkie Pie shook her hoof, her mane and tail slightly frizzier than usual. "Well, now we know those are definitely not for touching!"
Fluttershy frowned, her mind racing for a solution. "We have to get out of here. The others are counting on us."
Back in the corridors, Rainbow Dash and the Luminari warriors encountered the first wave of Duskraiders. The clash was immediate and intense. Rainbow Dash darted through the chaos, her speed and agility unmatched as she dodged blaster fire and delivered powerful kicks to their enemies. The Luminari warriors, with their advanced weapons and strategic prowess, fought with a precision that left the Duskraiders scrambling.
"Keep pushing forward!" Rainbow Dash shouted; her voice filled with determination. "We need to reach the cells!"
Applejack, meanwhile, peeled off from the main group, drawing the attention of several guards. With her strength and quick thinking, she led them on a wild chase through the ship's corridors, giving Twilight the time she needed to locate the control room.
Twilight hovered in front of the control panel; her mind focused on the intricate task ahead. Her horn glowed as she manipulated the complex controls, trying to bypass the security systems.
"Almost there," she muttered, her eyes narrowing in concentration. The laser bars around the cell flickered and then powered down, releasing Rarity, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie.
"Twilight, you did it!" Rarity exclaimed, rushing to embrace her friend.
Twilight smiled, relief washing over her. "We need to move quickly. The others are holding off the Duskraiders, but we need to get to the extraction point."
The reunited friends moved swiftly through the ship, guided by Twilight's knowledge and the Luminaris' strategic planning. The sounds of battle grew louder as they neared the heart of the conflict. Rainbow Dash, fighting alongside the Luminaris, was a blur of motion, her cyan wings and rainbow trail a beacon of hope.
As they reached the extraction point, the Luminari ship docked with the main vessel, creating a safe passage for escape. The Duskraiders, now overwhelmed and disoriented, could do little to stop the retreat.
"We did it," Twilight said, her voice filled with triumph as they boarded the Luminaris ship. "We're free."
Back on the Luminaris ship, the group was greeted with cheers and gratitude.
"Thank you for saving our planet. As our token of gratitude, we shall invite you and your friends to a Luminarian feast to celebrate. How does that sound?" Lyria asked.
"Oh, it will be our pleasure." Twilight replied, accepting the offer as the ship erupted in cheers as they make their way back to Terra Nova.
To be continued...
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ShopperBrony90
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562337
| 6 |
Main 6,Original Character,Spike,Twilight Sparkle,Adventure,Comedy,Science Fiction,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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My Little Pony: The Cosmic Friendship Adventure
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Twilight Sparkle and the gang travel to outer space for a special Friendship Assignment.
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complete
| -1 | -1 |
<p>The Cutie Map had assigned a new friendship mission to Twilight Sparkle and her friends. The only catch is that this is a very special mission, because it requires them to go to outer space! They get set to spread the magic of friendship to the farthest reaches of the universe!</p><hr/><p>Co-written by Tane4041.</p>
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everyone
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2024-07-27T23:36:00+00:00
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2024-07-27T23:36:00+00:00
| 134 |
The atmosphere on Terra Nova was electric with celebration. The grand hall of the Luminaris' citadel was adorned with radiant banners and shimmering lights that cast a warm, golden glow. The air was filled with the enticing aroma of exotic foods, a symphony of laughter, and the jubilant chatter of voices.
Twilight Sparkle, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie were seated at a long table of polished crystal, surrounded by their Luminaris allies. Plates were piled high with an array of dishes that showcased the culinary wonders of Terra Nova – vibrant fruits, spiced vegetables, and sumptuous pastries that sparkled like stardust.
"To our brave friends from Equestria!" announced Lumina, the leader of the Luminaris, raising a glass of glowing nectar. "Your courage and friendship have brought peace to our world once more."
"Here, here!" echoed the room as everypony raised their glasses in unison.
Twilight beamed with pride as she clinked her glass against Applejack's. "We couldn't have done it without you all," she said, glancing around at her friends. "This victory belongs to all of us."
Applejack chuckled, leaning back in her chair. "Sure does feel good to sit down and relax after all that action. Ain't that right, Rainbow?"
Rainbow Dash, who was already on her third plate of food, grinned and nodded vigorously. "You bet! But I gotta admit, those jetpacks were awesome! I almost feel like taking one back to Ponyville."
Rarity, who was delicately nibbling on a piece of sparkling cake, sighed contentedly. "This feast is absolutely divine. The Luminaris certainly know how to celebrate in style. Fluttershy, darling, are you enjoying yourself?"
Fluttershy smiled softly, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush. "Oh yes, it's all so wonderful. And the Luminaris creatures are so fascinating and kind."
Pinkie Pie, who had been bouncing in her seat with excitement, suddenly stood up on the table, causing a few gasps and giggles. "This party is amazing! But you know what it needs? A Pinkie Pie super-duper-special dance-off!" She began to twirl and spin, her infectious laughter spreading through the hall.
The Luminaris watched in delight as Pinkie Pie's antics brought even more joy to the celebration. Music filled the hall, and soon everypony was on their hooves, dancing and reveling in the victory they had fought so hard to achieve.
As the night drew to a close, the Mane 6 found themselves gathered outside the citadel, gazing up at the stars. The Luminaris had prepared their ship for the journey back to Equestria, and it was time to bid farewell to their newfound friends.
"Thank you for everything," Twilight said, her voice filled with gratitude. "We'll never forget our time here on Terra Nova."
"And we'll never forget you," Lumina replied, placing a hand on Twilight's shoulder. "May the stars always guide you home."
With heartfelt goodbyes and promises of future visits, the Mane 6 boarded their ship. As they ascended into the sky, they looked back one last time at the planet that had become a second home.
The familiar sight of Ponyville brought a sense of comfort and nostalgia to the group as they landed near Twilight's castle. Stepping out of the ship, they were greeted by the familiar sounds and scents of home.
Inside the castle, they gathered in the throne room, the map table at the center serving as a reminder of their many adventures. Spike had prepared a welcome-back spread of their favorite treats, and the friends settled in, eager to share their experiences.
"Can you believe we were fighting Duskraiders in space?" Rainbow Dash said, shaking her head in disbelief.
"And using magic antennas as walkie-talkies!" Pinkie Pie added with a giggle.
Twilight laughed, her eyes sparkling with the memories. "It was incredible. But it was our friendship that made it all possible. Just like always."
Rarity sighed dreamily. "And let's not forget the marvelous fashion opportunities. Those Luminaris robes were simply stunning."
Applejack chuckled, nudging Rarity playfully. "Trust you to be thinkin' about fashion even in the middle of a space battle."
Fluttershy smiled softly, her heart full. "I'm just glad we're all safe and together. That's what matters most."
As they reminisced and shared stories, the room was filled with laughter and warmth. They had faced challenges, discovered new worlds, and forged unbreakable bonds. And now, back in Ponyville, they were ready for whatever adventures lay ahead, knowing that as long as they had each other, they could overcome anything.
And so, with hearts full of gratitude and joy, the Mane 6 settled into the comfort of home, ready to embrace the future with the same courage and friendship that had seen them through their journey on Terra Nova.
The End
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Rambling Writer
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562353
| 1 |
Original Character,Zebra,Thriller,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Violence
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Hard Freight
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A train loaded with cash speeds across the grasslands of Zebrabwe. It's a ripe target. It won't be speeding for long.
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<p>The eastern grasslands of Zebrabwe are vast, beautiful, and a pain to cross. If you want to move your cargo quickly, you use a train. And this far from the cities, a payroll train is a very a tempting target for potential thieves.</p><p>Nyama Mpya is a guard, hired as part of a team to protect this particular train. She's never been in this part of the country before, but that doesn't matter. She has experience. She has skill. She has grit. She has determination.</p><p>And tonight, she's going to need every last ounce of it all. Bandits are on the prowl.</p><hr/><p>Written for the <a href="/group/217723/2024-non-pony-writing-contest" rel="nofollow">2024 Non-Pony Writing Contest</a>.</p>
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teen
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2024-07-27T14:36:08+00:00
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2024-07-27T14:36:08+00:00
| 424 |
I still don’t know why I was surprised when working with abadas took me to the east. I’d never really thought about it, but still. All of a sudden I was in a side of Zebrabwe I’d never been to before and I was feeling a bit out of my depth. Even though being a guard for caravans and trains was exactly what I’d been doing the last two years, and now, most of what was different was the landscape.
The sun was setting, the train was rocking, and we still had over an hour to the outskirts of Mwamkia. I’d disconnected my thunderer from its harness and was fiddling with it. I pulled on the cycler loop; it worked flawlessly, popping a bullet out of the chamber and loading a new one. With a bit of fiddling, I pushed the bullet back into the magazine; everything slid smoothly. Of course it did, I’d checked it all just a few minutes before. I didn’t feel like doing much else at the moment. When I wasn’t familiar with a place, going too long without encountering something bad didn’t feel right.
I looked up. Four other guards might’ve been a bit much, but after a spate of recent bandit attacks, the company I was working for had decided to step it up a little in hiring guards. Our captain, Damu Zamani, was poring over a map almost as weathered as she was, tracking our trail across the plains. Mjumbe wa Chuma, her second, was on the exact opposite side of the center aisle reading a book. (Mjumbe was lucky. She got the messenger gun.) Finally, Yaitali Mtunda and Ukuginqika Vimba were invested in a game of rasimu. All of them seemed relaxed, but if you looked closely, you could spot the movements that said they were still very much alert — roving ears, tails flicking a bit too often, glances out the window every so often. Finally, there was the abadas’ representative, Awis Susah Kadhemen, making a drawing at a desk in the corner and about as relaxed as you could be in a tailored suit like that. I didn’t think she was also a secret guard, but. Well. She had her magic.
And then there was me, Nyama Mpya, brought on to fill an empty spot because Yaitali had suggested me. (The fact that I’d passed all the requisite tests didn’t feel meaningful at the moment.) I’d never felt more like a fifth leg in my life. I cycled the thunderer and reloaded the bullet.
“None of the trains were derailed, did they?” Vimba suddenly asked loudly enough to get through our earplugs. “In the other bandit attacks.”
“No,” Damu said tersely without looking up. “The worst they did was kill the guards if they resisted. They didn’t touch the train itself.”
“Derailing would be unwise,” Awis added in a flawless Kirakotiru accent. “If the corridor between Ihashare and Mwamkia was ever severed so blatantly, it would be in both Nagarabada and Zebrabwe’s best interests to root out the bandits to prevent further damage and keep the flow of goods and passengers alive. Even in these grasslands, it would only be a matter of time before the gang responsible was found and captured. By merely taking money from payroll trains, they keep a low enough profile to remain not the governments’ problems.”
“Hmm.” Vimba jumped one of Yaitali’s pieces and removed it from the board. “Being part of a task force to wipe those thieves off the face of the earth might’ve been interesting.” A phrase like that sounded strange in her smooth Kishina accent.
“Perhaps you can propose it to my superiors when we reach Mwamkia,” said Awis with the air of someone half-suggesting that we could eat out tonight. “They might consider it an investment.”
None of that came close to making me feel any better. My frogs started itching. I yanked on my thunderer’s cycler loop hard enough to send the bullet spinning through the air. After waiting a second, I caught it with my mouth. I might’ve been proud in other circumstances.
As I stuffed the bullet back in, Mjumbe set aside her book and came over to me. I’d barely glanced up at her when she said, “Take a walk.”
My ears twitched. “Where?” I gestured around the carriage.
“To the end of the train,” Mjumbe said calmly. “Yes, even with how close it is. It’s happened to me before. It’ll get some of your energy out. Trust me.”
I looked at her for another moment, then nodded. “Alright.” Anything to make me feel like I was doing something. I reattached my thunderer to my harness and headed for the back of the train.
There were three cars. On the very end was a… I can’t really remember why it was there, actually. Storage? Maybe. It was an old car, not much furniture, and it was where we dumped the boxes we wanted out of the way. Spare ammunition, medical supplies, that sort of thing. Next was the lounge car, where we were. Nice enough place, comfy, not too cramped. Finally, between us and the engine, was the safe car, with armor as thick as half my hoof. What did it carry? Gold, bonds, and cash. Lots of cash. Say what you will about abadas, but they pay even their janitors well. And this was just a publishing house, if the largest one in the world. I passed through the rear car and out onto the observation deck.
I didn’t know how long I’d been in the carriage, but the wind of the slipstream felt good after so long. Trying to relax, I took a seat and gazed out against the darkening plains, the rails behind us disappearing into the night. For a moment, it looked beautiful, calming. Then my gaze drifted up and I flinched.
It was the horizon that really got me. Most of my life, I’d seen a western horizon with the polished smoothness of the Serembarti grasslands, and even elsewhere, it was usually flat-ish. Now, with the peaks of the Mji Mkuu Milima in front of it, the sunset was jagged. It made my coat stand on end.
Still, at least I could see the horizon. Not like in the marshes of Uhlanga, hemmed in by trees and ferns and all sorts of other things. And if other zebras found out I thought Uhlanga was unnerving…
I kept sitting there, making myself stare out. Like staying in cold water for a while to get used to it. It didn’t get familiar, but it stopped feeling less strange. I guess it wasn’t so different from a sunrise seen from the western side of the mountains… My muscles began unknotting.
I heard the door open behind me and I glanced over my shoulder. Yaitali was walking onto the observation deck. “You lasted that long against Vimba?” I said, turning back.
“My skills at rasimu improve with every turn and every move,” Yaitali said faux-airily. “By leaps and bounds, my talent swells; I’m not an easy foe to fell.”
“And yet I still haven’t seen you win a game in ten years.” Probably more. In all the time I’d known her, I’d just been keeping track for ten years.
Yaitali snorted good-naturedly. “My strategy you can deplore; the game’s still one I much adore.”
She took a place next to me, the barrel of her thunderer bumping against the railing. “Any trouble that you’ve seen?” she asked. “Or is all quiet and serene?”
“I’ve had more eventful train rides as a foal,” I said. If I let myself relax, the gentle rocking of the train might have a chance of lulling me to sleep. Fortunately, not letting myself relax was easy.
Yaitali chuckled. “A quiet ride I much prefer,” she said, “and with me most guards would concur.”
I shrugged. “Maybe. It’s just… You went out east for the first time three years ago, right? Did you ever… feel out of place? Like you shouldn’t be there?”
Yaitali frowned slightly and drummed a hoof on the floor. “The feeling is not one I know,” she said. “You truly are tormented so?”
“Not tormented,” I said. “More… constantly nagged. I feel like…” How did I feel? “…I don’t know the ropes and I’m going to drag you all down with me.”
“You think I erred in picking you?” Yaitali laughed and clapped me on the back. “My friend, that’s very much untrue. Your role I’d never have suggested if you could be quickly bested. You’re filled with spirit, skill, and drive; without you, I’d not be alive.”
“We’re still not even for that,” I said. We probably never would be — how can you repay someone saving your life? — but I’d never miss a chance to rib her about it.
Even though she’d learned to ignore it. “This task is well within your range,” she continued. “The background here…” She gestured towards the mountains. “…is all that’s changed. There’s nothing you’ve not seen before. It’s just an escort, nothing m-”
A dim flicker of light stood out in the black and we both stopped, ears up. Yaitali had already pulled her harness into the Ready position and was squinting through her scope. She hadn’t yet flicked the hydraulic trigger bag into her mouth. “Impundulu,” she said shortly. “Perpendicular to us.”
It seemed right. Distance made the bird look small, even though it was nearly half the size of one of our train cars. “Any rider?” I asked. My own thunderer was up, if only for moral support; I couldn’t land a shot at that range.
“…Don’t think so. That’s just regular discharge. But best tell Damu, just in case.”
I saluted to her and trotted off back to the passenger car. Damu sat up when she saw me enter, and though Mjumbe and Vimba had started a new game of rasimu, they put a hold on it to listen. “Yaitali and I saw an impundulu behind the train,” I said. “It didn’t have any rider and was traveling perpendicular to the tracks, but we thought you should know.”
Damu nodded and made a vague noise of affirmation, quiet sort she was. She flicked an ear in thought, then walked to the front of the car and the intercom there. “Beg pardon,” she asked the locomotive. “How many leagues has it been since the last check?”
“Almost four and a half,” the engineer replied. There was so little static that I could make the words out from across the room. Ah, abadan expenses.
“Thank you.” Damu stood by the intercom, tapping her hoof. It didn’t take long before she said, “It’s close enough. Let’s do another impundulu watch. Are we drawing straws, or-”
Mjumbe and Vimba immediately both stuck their hooves up, saying, “I volunteer.” They looked at each other.
“You got to go last time,” protested Vimba, although she didn’t sound very serious.
“You don’t have the messenger gun,” Mjumbe said, grinning.
“You could share.”
“And in another five leagues, I just might.” Without waiting for a response, she pulled her goggles down, left the car through the front, and climbed up the ladder to the top of the car. I swore I could hear her whistling.
“You’ll get next watch,” Damu said.
Vimba nodded and made some sound of faux-frustration.
“You lot behave quite oddly,” Awis said, glancing up from her drawing. “Desiring physical conflict.”
“I’m bored,” Vimba said, shrugging. “At least if I go on impundulu watch, I can get on top of a train.”
“Yet you are not the only one. That other guard — Mjumbe, I believe her name was? — she volunteered to go as quickly as you. Is she also bored?”
“She could be,” I said. “I might’ve volunteered if I were a better shot.” I surprised myself by meaning it. “I don’t want a fight to break out, but we’ve been in here for hours.”
Awis’s ear flicked, then she nodded. “A fair point. Vimba, forgive me for misjudging you.”
“Oh, you didn’t misjudge me,” Vimba said cheerfully. “I like a good fight.”
“Then my point rests-”
Suddenly, Mjumbe’s voice cut through the night. I’ve never figured out how she gets it to project like that. “Attention! You are approaching a secure train and trespassing! Turn back now!”
For a moment, quiet. We all readied our thunderers, took up positions, and opened the windows: Vimba on the right side, Damu and I on the left. Without being told, Awis obediently dropped to the floor, took cover beneath a table, and stuffed her hooves in her ears. Smart mare. Maybe she’d been through this befo-
“INCOMING! ONE O’CLOCK!” Mjumbe yelled. Her messenger gun began booming out. I flinched and the tip of my thunderer began shaking.
“Easy,” said Damu. She would’ve murmured it if not for our earplugs. “Breathe slow, breathe deep.” Well-known tips, but always worth repeating. “Get used to the adrenaline and it’ll calm your nerves. Don’t fire too-”
Thunder began booming nearby and we were lit up as the impundulu streaked over us, lightning cracking around it. Mjumbe hollered, “Eight o’clock low! It’s got a rider!”
Hard to miss, that trail of lightning. I could make out the silhouette of the impundulu in its lightning, its wings and claws and beak in sharp relief as they shed electricity. Although it was streaking away from the train, it was already curving around for another run from the back. I breathed slow, breathed deep. My thunderer steadied. I squinted down the sights and flicked the hydraulic trigger bag into my mouth. Five years ago, the taste of rubber would’ve made me gag; now I barely noticed it.
The lightning around the impundulu ceased, but it could still see its shadow, barely. I tracked its position, then kicked my aim a bit forward to lead the target. I bit the trigger; my thunderer bucked in its harness with a sharp crack. If I hit, I couldn’t tell from the lack of reaction. I stuck my hoof into the cycler loop and worked it to cycle in a new bullet.
In the time it’d taken for me to get one shot off, Damu had gotten four. She’d probably missed, but her face was expressionless. I guess in this situation, volume of fire mattered more than accuracy. She stood up and laid a hoof on my shoulder. “Stay here,” she said, and trotted to the back of the train.
“But-” I began, but she was already gone. I snorted and looked out at the impundulu-less landscape streaking by.
“I know the feeling,” Vimba said from behind me. “Action’s happening right next door, but you need to sit your tail down and hold position.” She sighed wistfully. “Sucks, don’t it?”
“Yeah,” I muttered. “Sucks.” I’d been given a burst of action to distract me, and now I had to ignore it again.
From the back, Yaitali called, “Time to rock! Six o’clock!” Her thunderer and Damu’s ripped through the night.
My legs twitched with an urge to get back and help them, but I had my place. If the impundulu keeled off to the left, I’d be here. As thunder started crackling, I glanced towards the back of the train, even though I couldn’t see anything. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Vimba looking back as well. We happened to look at each other; Vimba gave me a sort of apologetic smile and shrugged.
The impundulu shrieked over us with a din like I’d been caught in a storm in the wet season, its own call mixed with thunder. As my coat buzzed, the train shuddered and all of the electric lights went out. A few moments later, the train lurched and started slowing a bit too quickly. I threw out a leg to brace against the deceleration as furniture slid across the floor. The thunder from the impundulu was nowhere to be heard.
Mjumbe yelped from the front of the car, the sort of yelp that comes from sharp but not-that-serious pain. “I’m fine!” she said. “Got down before it got me!” She pushed her way into the car, staggering against the slowdown, her shape muted in the dark. “How’s everyone else?”
“Fine, I believe,” Awis said casually. She stood up and lit her forehead horn to give us illumination; I tried to not stare at her casual magic. “I heard no signs of casualties.”
As if on cue, Damu and Yaitali returned from the back. “Damage report,” Damu half-barked. “Is anyone hurt?”
A brief silence, then a chorus of “no”s. I spoke up. “Want me to check with the engineer and firemare?”
“Yes, thank you, but be wary of bandits,” said Damu. “If an impundulu was waiting for us, there could be others nearby.”
My gaze jumped around as I climbed out of the car. In the dim light, it was hard to tell if the wavering lines in the dim light were the long stalks of tall grasses or the stripes of approaching zebras. Those biologists who said our stripes hadn’t developed for camouflage? Right then, I was feeling pretty sure they were full of hogwash. I crept up the rails, past the armored safe car, towards the locomotive, constantly looking around. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. The sort of nothing that makes you sure something’s coming. At least it was a nothing I was familiar with.
When I reached the locomotive, I could still hear the low, smooth whir of the turbine. Huh. I climbed up onto the engine’s footplate and knocked on the door. “Hello? I’m one of the guards. Everything okay in there?”
The door opened up slightly, the engineer peeking out. When she saw me, she opened up the door more and waved me in. I stepped into the oppressive heat of the cab and she slammed it shut behind me. Inside, the firemare was checking a thermometer above the firebox, while several panels had been pulled from the walls to expose electrical wiring that did I didn’t know what. Everything had an acrid stench that couldn’t be attributed to coal. “Anyone out there?” the engineer asked in a low voice.
“I didn’t see anyone,” I said. “Not yet, anyway. Are you two injured?”
“Effh.” The engineer shrugged. “Shook up, but we ain’t hurt. Can’t see the same for the locomotive, though. That dang bird flew right over us, hit us with a blast of lightning, and took off. Blew out every single fuse we had, and now the traction motors and carriages ain’t gettin’ any volts. We can replace ’em, we got spares, but I dunno if there’s any other problems that’ll need fixin’.”
I nodded. I knew enough about trains for that to make sense, and I couldn’t help asking, “What about the turbine itself?”
But the engineer shook her head. “She’s fine. Long as we keep heatin’ the water, she’ll keep turnin’. We just won’t get her electricity. If somethin’ was wrong with her, we prolly wouldn’t be talkin’.”
“Any ETA on the fuses? Just the fuses.”
Shrug. “Hard to say. Two, three minutes?”
“I’ll let the others know.”
The engineer nodded. “And if you see any bandits, don’t let ’em cut the brake lines, or they’ll lock the brakes on and we’re dead in the water, here.”
Was it even darker when I hopped back outside, or was that just my imagination? I edged along the train, keeping it at my back, as my thunderer twitched this way and that. The breeze carried unfamiliar scents to me and I’d never felt more lost. I was-
I snapped my thunderer to one side. Something was definitely moving. The grass here wasn’t bending right. Still aiming at that spot, I glanced around. Nothing… Nothing… There was a spot that was a touch too monochrome… Nothing… Another… Nothing… Not bending right…
I swallowed. I was halfway down the safe car, still not able to climb back into the train. So- “Who’s there?” I yelled, loud enough to notify the other guards in the train. “Show yourself!”
The sounds didn’t change, but they seemed more… still? The spots I noticed seemed to freeze, and although it was almost definitely my imagination, I felt like I could feel the train rock as the guards inside scrambled to get ready.
After a moment, a head popped up out of the grass, smiling. The mare wore a rough canvas halter and had a brass earring. Raising her front hooves in openness, she said, “I beg you, please, put your gun down. We do not wish to make you frown.”
I frowned anyway. She was rhyming and had the right clothes; were these zebras Okhala Zigwa? Supposedly. How suspiciously convenient. And that rhyme felt forced, not at all like Yaitali’s. But I couldn’t make assumptions yet. I took a step to one side, inching closer to the carriage door. Falling back into the reflex of protocol, I said, “All of you, up where I can see you.” I gestured with my hoof, not my thunderer. “You’re approaching a secure train.”
The mare and I looked at each other for a long moment. I took another sideways step. I imagined her smile no longer reaching her eyes, then wondered if I’d really imagined it. Then she whistled and gave a sharp upward nod. My entire body tensed as over half a dozen other zebras popped from the grass, but they made no movements. Lotta potential bandits. Lotta cash aboard an abadan money train. “We have no wish to cause you harm,” the mare said. “You’ve no reason to be so alarmed.”
I was alarmed. Specifically, at the bad meter. I’d never heard a Wokhala make that mistake, not even Yaitali when she was drunk. Another step. My thoughts kept running; Okhala never repeated themselves that much, either. Another step. And what sort of manipulative, heartless thugs would pretend to be Okhala, of all people? I was searching for something to say when Damu rumbled, “State your business.”
The zebras all glanced at the guards’ car. I took that opportunity to scooch over faster. “We saw the attack on your train,” the mare said, “and we wish to give you aid.”
I reached the footplate, made my way up the stairs without drawing attention to myself. Mjumbe opened the door to let me in. The carriage was dark; Awis had let her light go out. “How’d it go?” Mjumbe whispered.
“Impundulu blew out all the fuses in the engine,” I answered. “The engineers are replacing them, but it’ll take a few minutes, and there could be other problems. Also, we shouldn’t let anyone cut the brake lines or we’re stuck here.”
Damu, Yaitali, and Vimba were standing just inside the window, thunderers out. Damu glanced sidelong at me and gave a curt nod to let me know she’d heard. “Unless you know electrical engineering, you won’t be able to help,” said Damu. “Please leave.” Her voice dropped again. “You two-” She pointed at Mjumbe and me. “-check the other side. Vimba, rear. Make sure we’re not being flanked.”
We all saluted and went to our designated positions. I cracked a window open and peered into the dusk. It was windy and the grass was waving all around, all the way until I couldn’t see anymore. I kept an ear angled back towards Damu. The “Okhala” were still there, still sounded amicable. But no matter how much Damu asked them, they still weren’t leaving.
I watched the grass, endless stripes of dim green. Any gaps caused by someone pushing through were immediately filled up again as the stalks shivered in the breeze. My gaze kept roving around, trying to pick something, anything out. Nothing. The same nothing I’d felt before.
Then I heard Yaitali’s breath hitch. When she spoke to Damu, her voice was low. “We’d best be careful with these ones,” she said. “I glimpsed their flanks. They all have guns.”
My ears went straight up and I noticed Mjumbe’s do the same. That clinched it. These zebras were not Okhala; nomads didn’t have the means to easily replace bullets on the plains. I nearly turned around right then and there to send a warning shot out the window behind me, but Mjumbe just clicked her tongue at me and shook her head. Bad form to shoot if you weren’t shot at first. Instead, I leaned slightly out the window to look towards the locomotive. No problems there. That I could see.
The not-Wokhala was saying something, but Damu cut her off. “Our business here is over!” she boomed, more threatening than ever before. “We require no help from you! Please leave this train-”
One of the last rays of the setting sun glinted off something. The barrel of a thunderer being raised just out of the grass. A barrel that was pointed straight at me.
I dropped myself to one side just as the thunderer cracked; glass shattered and woodchips fell from a new hole in the ceiling. Immediately, Mjumbe’s messenger flattened the soundscape to make room for its own BANG. Half a second later, as Damu and Yaitali were dropping into cover, their own windows were blown inward by a barrage of gunfire.
All around us, gunfire started resounding, both ours and the bandits’. It was mostly thunderers, but Mjumbe’s messenger overpowered all other guns as she slamfired out into the night. I picked myself up and laid my thunderer’s barrel over the rim of the window just in time to see a muzzle flash. I centered my thunderer on it- Bang. Grass spread as an unseen body dropped.
Only training kept me from firing wildly, even as bullets zipped past my head and holes were punched in walls and the smell of gunpowder grew ever stronger. I waited for a flash, fired, recocked as I moved, repeated. I couldn’t tell if I was making a difference, but it didn’t matter. I was just buying time for the engineers. Behind me, Yaitali bit back a scream. I decided to take the fact that she wasn’t screaming screaming as a plus and kept firing. Vimba came charging in from the back and began firing out, jeering insults every time she had to pause to recock the gun. The bandits began screaming insults back and soon all the voices blended into a slurry of obscenity.
One bandit decided she had it out for me. There was one particular muzzle flash — don’t ask me how I knew it was always the same one — that didn’t go down and kept taking potshots at me whenever I poked my snout above the sill. I started shuffling more when I repositioned, but that one bandit seemed she was tracking me and kept firing. More than once, I was nicked by glass shards created from bullet impacts. I returned fire as best I could.
But my best wasn’t quite good enough, and soon my thunderer clicked when I bit the trigger. Muttering angry nothings, I hit a release on my harness and spun the thunderer around into the reloading position. I slapped my leg against my flank and the hook grabbed one of the loaders there. I tried inserting the loader into the magwell, but a bullet pinged off the windowsill just above my head; I flinched and missed with the loader.
“I hate to be a bother,” Awis spoke up in a bland voice from beneath a table, “but let me know if you need any help.” Her forehead horn sparkled briefly.
The loader popped out of its hook as I tried to jam it in. Snarling to myself, I picked it up with my mouth and snapped it into the magwell easily. “Some light would be nice,” I muttered half-sarcastically. I pulled on the tab and thanked my grandparents when the bullets slid into the thunderer smoothly.
“Blinding or merely illumination?”
I froze right before I swung the thunderer back into the ready position. But abadas could do things like that, couldn’t they? “Illumination,” I said.
“Very well.” Awis crawled swiftly over to my window and stuck her head up just enough to get her horns over the edge. A ball of light maybe half a cubit across bloomed from her forehead horn, zipped overhead, and hovered above the plain. In light, black-and-white zebras stood out among green grass exactly how you’d expect something monochrome to look in something verdant.
Now that she could see, Vimba went into overdrive, firing off shots and downing bandits like it was going out of style. She giggled around her trigger; I cringed at what must’ve been going on in her head. I drew a bead on the head of a bandit who’d been near the position of the last muzzle flash I’d been tracking. Bang. Down.
Suddenly, I noticed two lines streaking through the grass, faster than any others, too fast for me to safely track. They zipped right through the gunfire, right up to the side of the train. Relays in my mind clicked: brake hoses. They were going for the brakes. I slapped the releases on my harness and let my thunderer clatter to the ground; it wouldn’t be much help in those quarters. Not knowing how much time I had, I simply vaulted through the window and was somehow able to land cleanly. I heard Mjumbe scream my name, but I paid her no mind.
Two bandits, a mare and a stallion were already under the train, heading for the couplers, where the brake hoses were easier to access. They weren’t going for two different sets, thank ancestors. I galloped alongside the train, somehow managing to ignore the gunfire, and dove beneath the train to tackle one of the bandits just as she reached the coupling.
We rolled and bumped into the truck. Not slammed; going under the train was cramped enough that I couldn’t get much speed. I bucked out blindly with one of my rear hooves and caught the stallion in the face. Beneath me, the mare twisted around and snapped at my face. I instinctively pulled back and banged my head against the underside of the carriage. I rolled off her, she tried to roll onto me, I snapped a hoof upward and smacked her head on metal.
The brake hose was clearly visible as it snaked along the carriage from coupling to coupling. The stallion backed away from me and pulled out a knife from his fetlock, looking upwards. With the mare still dazed, I awkwardly shuffled towards the stallion in the cramped space. I didn’t know how tough the hoses were and I didn’t want to find out. Lucky for me, the stallion had tunnel-visioned trying to find the best spot to cut the line and I was able to bodycheck him hard enough to knock him over. The knife bounced from his teeth and over the rails.
He responded faster than I thought he would; his front hooves lashed out and smacked my head against the car. As my head swam, he dealt my neck another blow and I stumbled over. The mare bit down on my mane and gave me a yank to fully spin me around and drop me on my back. She planted a hoof on my neck, her back against the bottom of the train, and pushed hard enough to close my windpipe.
I immediately panicked, thrashing my legs in the desperation of suffocation, but the mare was able to tank my blows to her head, smirking. Near my tail, the stallion got back to his hooves and, after shaking his head to clear it, climbed on top of me and drove a hoof into my stomach. I couldn’t gasp; I could breathe. He raised his hoof again.
Suddenly, the grasslands were lit up by a source that was incandescent, not arcane. Electric light was streaming from the windows of the train cars and illuminating the area. The engineers must’ve gotten the fuses replaced.
And above us, the coach started inching forward.
Dislodged by the movement, the mare bailed immediately, rolling out from under the car and letting me take a breath. The stallion looked back and I couldn’t help but follow his gaze. The massive axles of the carriage’s rear truck were moving toward us. He pushed himself off me and flattened himself against the sleepers. I did the same, spreading my legs wide and turning my head sideways so my muzzle wouldn’t poke upward. I wound up looking the bandit straight in the eye.
There were only two wheels in the truck, but they seemed to take forever to roll over us, and all we could do was stare at each other. I don’t know what expression I had, but the bandit’s jaw was set and he had anger in his eyes as blood trickled from his nose. The instant the second axle had cleared him, he pushed himself up, snarling-
-only to get smashed back down by the front truck of the next car. He yelled, so he wasn’t dead, but I didn’t want to know what he felt like.
The train kept moving. The next truck was approaching fast, and it was the last one on the train. Continued gunshots kept me from rolling out and galloping alongside. But the second the train wasn’t covering me, well. Out of desperation, I stuck my hooves up.
I caught a girder on the bottom of the carriage and my front legs were nearly dislocated as the train yanked me away. Gravel and ballast scraped at my back, ripped gashes in my uniform. I kicked one of my rear legs up and managed to hook a hoof around another girder, and soon I’d managed to pull myself up off the ground.
The bandit was already gone, his last words a furious curse, but when I looked to either side, more zebras were galloping along with the train. At least half a dozen managed to leap on board and soon they were out of sight, climbing up the car. Gunshots vanished to echoes and I couldn’t hear any fighting; had the other guards missed them?
I managed to inch along the girders to the side of the car as the ground grew faster and faster beneath me. I poked my head around the edge of the carriage just in time to see a tail vanish over the roof. I waited. No sounds of conflict. I could hear a voice, though.
“Did…” Yaitali. She sounded hurt, but not too badly. “Did Mpya-” A cough. Not too wet, not too strained. “Did Mpya get back on? Or did we… leave her behind?”
“I’m not sure. I fear the latter.” Damu’s voice didn’t sound any different from any of her other times. “Did anyone else see her?”
I immediately banged the side of the car and yelled, “I’m here! I’m on the bottom!”
Silence fell, with even the rumble of the train seeming muted. One of the doors on the next car up opened and Mjumbe poked her head out. Towards the front of the train, towards the back- She saw me, and her jaw dropped.
I managed to grin against the wind. “I could use some help,” I said.
We got me back in with some tricky maneuvering. Yaitali was nursing a shoulder wound, but the other guards and Awis seemed mostly unhurt; Awis was even tending to Yaitali with a glowing horn. “I’m fine,” I faux-gasped to the others. “I just- need- to catch my breath.” I immediately dropped my voice so the bandits wouldn’t hear me. “On the roof,” I whispered, pointing upwards. “Six or seven, just from my side. I saw them climb up. Rear car.”
Damu and Mjumbe immediately looked at each other. Mjumbe pointed at the messenger gun in her harness, then at the ceiling. Although she didn’t look at me, Damu started talking to me. “Were you shot?” she said loudly. She pointed Mjumbe and Vimba to the front of the train, muttering in a low, low voice, “Cab. Protect the engineer.” They nodded and set off, Awis briefly unlocking the safe car to let them through.
“I- don’t think so.” I kept gasping, half to keep the charade going, half because my throat was still sore after having been nearly strangled. I vigorously shook my head to let Damu know for certain. “Just- my legs- ache.” That was true, but it wasn’t too bad. “How’s- Yaitali- doing?” As I spoke, I reattached my thunderer to my harness.
Yaitali coughed. It sounded fake and the grin she gave me wasn’t particularly pained. “I have- been dealt- a good few shots,” she said like she was acting. “At least- it wasn’t- quite a lot.”
Next to her, Awis delicately levitated a small bullet out from Yaitali’s wound. She shook her head and tapped the bullet a few times, which I took to mean that that was the only one. Then Awis set the bullet aside and started dressing the wound.
I wanted to trust her, but anxiety made me lean in close. “You’re okay?” I whispered to Yaitali.
She rolled her eyes and lightly pushed away. “Yes, Mom, I’m fine,” she whispered back. “ ’Twas just one shot. I’ll live. But thank you for the thought.”
Good enough. “Now what?” I murmured to Damu.
“You stay here with Yaitali and Awis, keep them safe,” Damu muttered as she stood up. “I’ll head to the rear of the train and see if I can-”
She glanced down the train and promptly kicked me in the face. We rolled in opposite directions and hit our respective walls. And before I could protest, gunfire ripped through the space we’d just occupied.
Awis dropped to the ground and yanked Yaitali away from the middle of the car. Blood fanned out from one of her legs, but she seemed otherwise unhurt. Damu plastered herself against her wall and shuffled rearwards to get a better angle; I followed her lead.
“Hey, hey,” one of the bandits yelled, “cool it, cool it, cool it!” The barrage quickly ceased. I dimly recognized the voice: the mare who’d first talked to me on my way back from the locomotive. The ringleader? “Hey, uh, guards. We don’t need to kill you. Wanna walk away from this tens of thousands of lijamu richer?”
I reached the end of the car and risked glancing around the edge for an instant so I could see into the rear car. Around ten zebras were crammed in there, all pointing various thunderers down the car. The ringleader was standing on a table behind them so she could look over them. Several dog tags were hanging around her neck, looking out-of-place against her faux-Okhala garb. There were too many bandits for us to fight head-on, but none of them was firing. I glanced at Damu, waiting to see what she would do.
“I also want to walk away from this with my professional integrity intact,” Damu said casually. “I don’t suppose I can do that as well?” Her ears were twitching, like she was trying to pinpoint the exact source of the noise.
I heard low laughter from some of the bandits. “I’m sure we can work something out,” the spokeszebra said, not quite as cheerfully as she probably wanted to sound. “Get a good story going. You were able to drive off some of those dastardly blackguards after they broke into the safe car. Shame about the courier, though.”
I glanced at Awis. She looked back at me and shrugged. I’ve seen people be more perturbed at getting served the wrong type of githeri in restaurants.
Damu stroked her chin in feigned thought. “Hmm,” she said loudly, even as she adjusted the aim of her thunderer. Right at the wall. Maybe we could take them down with surprise.
Yeah, right.
Still, I leveled my gun at the wall with her. I’d signed up to be caravan and train security. I’d known what I was getting into. I was somewhat prepared for something like this. I just wished it’d come a few decades later. Noticing me, Damu gave a sort of wan not-quite smile. Yaitali tried getting to her feet, but she winced when she put weight on her bad leg. Awis quickly gave her something to lean on.
“I think,” Damu said, raising the trigger bag to her mouth, “that you make a compelling-” She popped the bag into her mouth and began firing into the next car through the wall. I immediately followed her lead, reducing the wall in front of me to splinters. I wasn’t aiming, but that many bullets sent to that many zebras that closely packed, I had to hit something. For maybe two, three seconds, my world consisted of nothing but the sound of thunder, the reflex of recocking my weapon, the taste of biting the trigger, and the smell of burnt gunpowder.
And then the bandits started firing back.
In hindsight, I was lucky, even if that luck came at someone else’s expense. They aimed at Damu first, firing through the walls on her side, and the din of their barrage blotted out nearly everything else, even the train. Damu shuddered as she was pelted with splinters and bullets ripped her body apart and blood trails bloomed from her like fireworks.
For the brief eternal second as I watched, horrified I knew that that would be my fate if I didn’t move soon. Even though I had nowhere to go.
Except out the window.
I didn’t even think, I simply all of a sudden realized that I was outside the train, buffeted by wind and hanging by my hooves from the windowside as bullets ripped through the wall where I’d been standing. I did a chin-up; Yaitali and Awis were bolting down the carriage towards the safe car, and Damu-
Damu…
There wasn’t much left of her. I tensed up and my stomach churned. I couldn’t look away. I couldn’t even lower myself; my legs refused to listen to me. I’d seen death before, but I hadn’t seen that.
A metallic clang jarred me from my thoughts; the bandits were running into the coach, but Yaitali and Awis had already barricaded themselves in the safe car. My front legs immediately went slack, so slack I had to pull up my rear hooves to keep them from hitting the ground rushing beneath me.
I heard one of the bandits asking about a missing guard and, without even thinking, I swung myself towards the end of the car. If they looked outside- In the sureness of adrenaline, I managed to grab onto the external ladder and swing myself around to relative safety. All of the bandits were in the car I’d just left and the wall the ladder was on remained just intact enough to hold my weight, so I could hang there and let it sink in.
It only took me a moment. I knew what I’d seen; I could deal with it later. We had bandits on the train and I couldn’t stop them alone. I swallowed, forced my feelings down, and hauled my way up the ladder. With the wall as damaged as it was, I gave each rung a solid test before putting my full weight on it. Didn’t want it to collapse out from under me and either give away my position or send me tumbling to my death.
I pulled myself onto the roof of the coach. The wind whipped at my face and my eyes began watering immediately. I looked away, gave my eyes a rub to clear them, and dropped my goggles on. At least I could see, even if walking was tricky. I crept forward, moving slowly half to keep my hoofsteps quiet to those below and half to just keep my balance against the buffeting gale and the gently rocking train. I’d never been on top of a train moving this fast before and couldn’t shake the feeling I was doing something wrong.
The gap between my current car and the next one, the safe car, approached. I turned my ears downward to listen to bandits. I heard metallic thuds and angry mutters for a moment as they failed to open the door. Then silence, followed by someone banging on the door as loudly as they could. “Open up!” the ringleader mare screamed. “Or we’ll throw you and the bonehead under the wheels once we get you out!”
Yeah, good luck getting into an abadan safe car without explosives. (Maybe they had explosives; the thought of Yaitali and Awis getting pulped by a satchel-charge-induced spalling made me shudder. At least they were safe for the moment.) But it was only a matter of time before they decided to cut the brake lines or try to take the engine for more options. I managed to get from the coach to the safe without too much difficulty. In fact, the safe’s armored top gave me ridges and raised bolts to sort of brace myself against, so I made better time than before. I reached the end of the car, jumped into the tender-
Someone leapt up from the gap below and tackled me. We tumbled end-over-end before I wound up pinned with a blade to my throat.
But it was drawn away almost immediately and I was released. I blinked some of the coal dust out of my eyes; Mjumbe was restowing her knife. “Sorry,” she said. “I thought you were one of the bandits-”
“Damu’s dead,” I blurted.
The rumble of the train was suddenly muted as Mjumbe stared at me. She swallowed and helped haul me to my hooves. “Let’s speak with Vimba,” she said.
We stumbled across the coal in the tender and rolled into the locomotive’s cab. Vimba, the engineer, and the firemare were still there, safe and sound. I laid out what had happened to Mjumbe and Vimba, who watched with just barely impassive faces; Mjumbe didn’t quite look horrified while Vimba didn’t quite look angry. As soon as I finished up, Mjumbe took a long breath in through her muzzle, let it out slowly. “Okay,” she said. “With Yaitali and Awis in the safe car, they’re more secure than us. Did you see how many bandits were left?”
“Uh… No, I didn’t.” I felt my cheeks warm.
“Ten-ish, then, at most.” Mjumbe pursed her lips. “We need more intelligence. If they cut the brake lines, we’re screwed. And I’d rather die doing something than nothing.”
“I’ll take point,” Vimba said, without any further prompting. She adjusted her harness and pulled her hooves a bit closer together. “Come on.” She immediately climbed up the coal pile and into the tender. Mjumbe followed her, but it was easy to tell her steps were heavy and reluctant. I suppose mine would be, too. I started climbing-
“Hey!” Mjumbe and I both turned our head’s back at the engineer’s voice. “Y’all stay safe out there, you hear?”
“Heh. No promises,” said Mjumbe.
We unlocked the front door of the safe car, filled Yaitali and Awis in, and (against my unspoken protests) pulled Yaitali out. She couldn’t run on her bad leg, but she could shoot, and we needed every gun we could get. As Mjumbe and Vimba advanced, I said to Yaitali, “Be careful, okay? You’ve already been shot once, and-”
Yaitali interrupted with a waved hoof. “I’m thankful for your grave concern, but you would do quite well to learn that I, too, wish that I not die. I will stay safe. …At least, I’ll try.”
Could’ve done without that amendment, but good enough. Yaitali and I slunk across the train.
By the time we’d reached the coach, Vimba had stabbed her knife into the roof, using it to hang over the side and peek into a window. After a moment, she pulled herself up. “Five of them,” she said in as low a voice that could still be heard. “Talking about something, don’t know what. Didn’t see any other guards, don’t think they saw me.”
“Good.” Mjumbe licked her lips and glanced down the train. “If we come at them from the end, we could take them by surprise. Might be enough.” Shrug. “Might not be.”
“It’s the best chance we’ve got,” I said. Was it? I was never good at tactics.
“It is,” said Mjumbe. “Come on.” We started walking-
At the end of the coach, a zebra climbed onto the roof, apparently headed for the engine. He froze when he saw us, then whipped one of his legs up, pulling on a plunger with his teeth. Flare gun.
Quick as a flash, Vimba snapped her gun up and capped the bandit, right between the eyes. He looked surprised at what had just happened and seemed to tumble to the roof and off the train in slow motion. But he’d gotten the flare off. It took a moment to ascend, then it exploded above us, burning yellow and oddly beautiful in the dusk.
A moment later, thunder boomed in the distance.
“Ancestors,” Mjumbe cursed. “Come on. We need to-”
“They’re on top!”
Gunfire tore holes through the roof ahead of us and we stumbled back in surprise. Bullets punched upwards for five seconds before everyone needed to reload.
Mjumbe quickly aimed her messenger downwards and fired; several zebras screamed. As she worked the pump, she hissed, “Impundulu behind train.” BANG. Another scream. “Get to end-” Chk-chkt. “-blast it.” BANG.
I nodded almost automatically. As Mjumbe kept firing and Vimba and Yaitali added their own bullets, I trotted in place for an instant, then bolted across the ruined roof. I felt a bullet from below rustle my tail hairs, but it didn’t hit anything. I galloped, jumped across the gap between coaches, made for the rear of the train.
But when I tried to come to a halt, I misjudged. The roof was slick and the wind kept pushing me and my hooves didn’t grab the surface as much as I thought they would. I started sliding, with the end of the coach coming distressingly close. I threw myself into a tumble in an effort to stop, but that just meant I was rolling and had even less control. Slower, slower, closer, closer-
When I went over the rear edge, I was able to hook my hooves onto the roof. I didn’t have any real grip, but it was enough to swing me onto the observation deck. I hit my withers on the railing as I bounced in, but at least I was in. I groaned, rolling my shoulders, and looked forward.
There was a single bandit left standing guard in the coach. She’d been looking forward, at the fight between Mjumbe and Vimba and the others, but my sound had attracted her and she was turning my way. Still a bit woozy, I didn’t trust my aim, so I charged her.
But she was quick. She was rearing by the time I reached her and we slammed into each other with our legs pinned between us. She snapped my face and I instinctively pulled back. Which gave her enough leverage to start pushing. Despite my best efforts, I was forced backward, towards the end of the train.
Right before I hit the rear railing, I stopped pushing and dropped onto my back. The bandit overbalanced and rolled onto me; I kept that roll going, kicking her up, off me, and over the railing. I heard a single scream before she hit the ground and the train pulled away from her.
I lay on my back for an instant, staring down the tracks. Then I spotted a flicker of electric yellow in the dusk and heard a rumble. The impundulu, still some distance away, but closing slowly, managing to match even this train’s speed. Adrenaline surged through me as I rolled onto my stomach and took a quick potshot. Bang, miss; the impundulu jerked around as its handler yanked it in a more unpredictable route. But it still needed to fundamentally keep coming straight at me. It was one of my best shots of the night. I loaded another bullet and took a more careful aim.
Then I felt a hoof pressed on my withers and a gunbarrel against the back of my skull. “Hello, there,” a stallion said. “Don’t move.”
I froze. Had there been another bandit in the coach that I’d missed? I looked out. I was sort of aimed at the impundulu… Maybe-
The stallion twisted my trigger’s hydraulic piping around a hoof and yanked. The rubber tube popped right out of my thunderer, shedding fluid. Useless, now. He undid the straps on my harness and my thunderer clattered to the ground.
The hoof was removed. The barrel jabbed me in the back of the head. “Up.”
Slowly, shakily, I stood up. I was pushed around and shoved up the car. We had to step over several bodies — the bandits Damu and I had killed. At least we’d done something.
In the next coach, the barrage between the guards and bandits had stopped, with not much remaining of the roof at the front of the carriage. They were limited to taking quick potshots at each other, never getting anything close to a hit. Blood was trickling across the floor and spent bullet casings and discarded loaders were lying around the carriage, so many that I wondered how much ammo they still had.
“Yote!” the stallion yelled. “Yangu Yote! We had another guard!” He shoved me forward.
The ringleader — Yote, I suppose — was taking cover beneath a table. Hearing her name, she raised her head and looked at me. She beamed. “Ha! Excellent. Thank you very much, Ganda.” She scooched into open space, where I could see her dog tags more clearly. She’d added another set to her collection. I could tell because, even splattered with blood, it was close enough for me to read the text: Damu Zamani.
“Hey! Guardfolk! We’ve got one of yours!” Yote yelled. She wrenched me to one side and kicked me into the open below the hole in the roof. I tensed up, ready for a bullet to go through my head (either on purpose or by accident), but all gunfire had stopped. The stallion — Ganda — was still pointing his thunderer at me, glaring.
A pause. The howling wind of the train and the impundulu’s distant thunder were the only sounds. Then Vimba yelled, “And?”
Yote’s eye twitched. “So come down here and we won’t kill her!”
“You’ll just kill us all anyway,” Vimba said casually. “There’s no point. Sorry, Mpya.”
“Forgiven!” I gasped out before the thunderer was pressed against my neck. Really, what else could Vimba do? I’d bet money she was correct.
Yote clenched her jaw. “Listen to me!” she barked. “If you-”
I glanced around the coach. Aside from Ganda invading my personal space with his thunderer, they were all looking up at the hole in the roof, never sparing me more than a quick look. With my body still pinned, I turned my eyes enough to look at my captor; he didn’t have his trigger bag in his mouth, the better to scowl angrily at me.
I could work with that.
I jerked my head to one side. The thunderer’s muzzle scraped across my neck and Ganda’s weight pushed it to the ground. Before he could recover, I half-rolled, swinging a leg up to overbalance him on top of me. The thunderer was pointing into the crowd of bandits; with the trigger swinging free, I brought my hoof up, smashing the bag between it and Ganda’s face. Bang.
The bullet pinged off the safe car as I missed, but the sudden sound made everyone jump. As they turned around, seemingly in slow motion, I kept the roll going, wrapped my front legs around his neck, and reared. By the time some of the bandits had trained their thunderers on me, I was holding Ganda up as an equine shield. It wasn’t bulletproof and he’d probably break out in five seconds, max, but at least I had a moment of breathing room. I took a step back.
Vimba dropped through the hole in the roof, her thunderer discarded and her knife in her jaws. She landed on one of the bandits, slammed him to the ground, and stabbed him right through the temple. She was away almost before he stopped moving, spinning to buck the next nearest bandit into a wall.
But not everyone was distracted by my actions. Yote wasn’t. And as Vimba’s hooves connected, Yote fired into the back of her head.
I didn’t see what happened to Vimba’s face, but the splatter of blood on the wall didn’t leave much to the imagination. As Vimba went limp and dropped like a stone, my stomach churned and I froze. The other bandits trained their guns on me-
Mjumbe’s messenger boomed from atop the roof and one of the bandits collapsed. Another flinched and began turning around, only for the messenger to boom again. She fell.
Ganda had gotten his thoughts back together and dug his hooves into the floor. I stumbled awkwardly at the sudden force and collapsed with him on top of me. He drove an elbow into my stomach; I wheezed as he rolled off me. He got the thunderer in my face again, flicked the trigger bag into his mouth- Click. He hadn’t worked the action since I’d fired. The bullet in the chamber was spent.
He lifted up a hoof to work the cycler loop; I took the opportunity to kick out one of his rear legs. Unbalanced, he toppled over, and I thrust up my legs so he wouldn’t fall on top of me. I thrust my hoof into the piping connecting the trigger bag to the gun and yanked, disabling him just as he’d disabled me, and kicked him into the wall with all four legs.
Mjumbe’s messenger roared again as I got to my hooves. I looked around and half-flinched at Vimba’s body, but Yote was nowhere to be seen. Where could she go? Roof? Roof. If Mjumbe was too focused on the other bandits and missed her- I scrambled to the end of the coach, ignoring Ganda as he groggily got to his hooves, and pulled myself up the ladder.
Something was glowing red in the night above me when I reached the roof. Another flare. In its flickering light, I could see Yote jumping up and down on the rear carriage, screaming words that the wind whipped away almost immediately, waving her legs to get someone’s attention. Specifically, the attention of the impundulu and its rider, looming just above and behind the train like some kind of lightning god. It was keeping a surprisingly steady pace with the train for something so large, so fast. This rider was good.
I probably could’ve left it there. Let Yote skedaddle away and have that be that. Without my thunderer, I couldn’t shoot the impundulu down. Just sit back and let it all be over.
But, by my ancestors, she was the leader. She had Damu’s dog tags, and you didn’t let comrades be forgotten like that. I charged.
The train shook and my coat stood on end with static as the impundulu settled on the carriage. Yote dropped onto all four hooves just in time for me to tackle her. We slid across the train’s roof, towards the impundulu, hitting its claws; it squawked deafeningly and jumped away from us, in spite of its rider’s best efforts. I bit down on Yote’s tail and heaved, yanking her away from her exit.
She kicked out with a rear leg, but I was ready for it and dropped her tail the instant I saw her muscles tensing so I could step back. She hit nothing. The rider whipped her reins and yelled something; the impundulu croaked and stabbed out with its beak. I managed to jump out of the way and it drove a half-cubit hole right where I’d been standing.
Then someone clouted me from behind. I stumbled forward, bumping into the impundulu’s beak as it was withdrawn. Ganda. I half-fell, half-scrambled forward some more to avoid another beak jab; the impundulu squawked in anger. By now, I was underneath its body, right near its talons, as long as a sword and twice as thick. The impundulu made small hops as it tried to swipe at me without being blown off the train. I staggered this way and that, those razors whistling past me and missing by mere lines even as they clawed gashes in the train roof and lightning made my nerves buzz.
Ganda had reached Yote and pulled her up. They half-stood, half-danced beyond the impundulu, unable to board the impundulu as it tried to get me. The second it got me, they’d be away. Unless I could drive it off-
I drew my knife from its sheath, dodged another clawed swipe, and stabbed the leg that had just missed me. A sudden jolt of electricity through my teeth drove me away and I collapsed on my back. I bucked out with one of my rear legs, hit the knife, slammed it hilt-deep into the impundulu’s leg.
I don’t know what was louder: the roar of thunder around me or the impundulu’s pained screech. It immediately took off against its rider’s protests and I was practically pinned to the roof by the sweeps of those enormous wings. Somehow, it didn’t fall too far behind the train as it got up to speed, easily riding the slipstream. My legs shaking, I stood up-
I realized Ganda was yelling half a second before his hoof came at my face. Luckily, that half second was enough for me to duck and the anger-unaimed swing bounced off the top of my head. He slid to a stop beyond me, carried by the momentum of a charge I’d missed, and took another swing. I took a step back to avoid it, but this one was even wilder than the last and extended further out than I thought. I was clocked in the muzzle and toppled over with my head hanging over the edge of the car.
And in his frenzy, Ganda hadn’t gotten a good stance. He overbalanced, fell, rolled down the roof. His blunt hooves scrabbled at the roof, but he was able to get a hook on something right as he went off the ledge. He dangled there next to me, wind bumping him against the car.
I smacked at his thunderer, still attached to its harness. It dislodged his grip. And he fell off the train, into the dark.
Almost immediately, Yote stomped on my neck. I was driven against the ridge and coughed out a wheeze that seemed harder than usual. I somehow managed to hook my hoof around a bolt that was sticking out and haul myself back before she could throw me over.
But Yote didn’t hit me again. “Hey!” she yelled. “HEY!”
I raised my head. The impundulu was keeping pace in the train’s wake, flying right alongside us. The rider was yelling and making some motions at Yote, telling her to-
BOOM.
The impundulu went down like a stone and tumbled across the speeding plains, wings twisting in odd ways. I wasn’t sure whether the sounds I was hearing were snapping bones or my own overeager imagination, but I winced anyway.
BOOM.
Mjumbe was standing on the central carriage, messenger raised. She was already racking the pump for a third shot as she tracked the path of the impundulu across- BOOM. -the ground as it fell away, never to fly again. Her stance was rock-solid, even with the train rocking beneath her and the wind whipping her mane around.
“Mjumbe!” I wheezed.
Her head snapped up. “Mpya?” Then she shifted her stance to aim the messenger-
Yote collapsed on top of me; messengers weren’t accurate enough to hit her without also hitting me. She bit down my mane and yanked me upwards. A fetlock knife was pressed to my throat before I could do anything. “Gun! Down!” she shrieked nervously rather than yelled authoritatively.
But Mjumbe kept aiming. She shifted her hooves nervously and her ears and tail were constantly flicking in ways that couldn’t be attributed to the wind, but she kept aiming. Perhaps she could’ve hit Yote if she’d had a thunderer. But she didn’t, so she couldn’t.
“Shoot!” I yelled. Yote pressed the knife against my throat hard enough to draw blood. She was probably less than a line away from nicking an artery or vein. So if I was going to be dead anyway-
Mjumbe didn’t shoot. The train rocked beneath us.
“Back off!” screamed Yote. “I’ll kill her!”
Mjumbe didn’t back off. The wind slammed against us.
In hindsight, it was almost comical: a standoff, me with a knife to my throat by my captor, Mjumbe aiming a gun at us, on top of a speeding train… and no one was doing anything.
“You have five seconds!” Yote pressed harder. More blood. “Five!”
Mjumbe didn’t flinch.
“Four!”
“Shoot!” I yelled.
“Three!”
Mjumbe’s ears twitched.
“Two!” Blood was flowing more freely.
Mjumbe dropped.
Behind her, Yaitali already had her eye to the scope.
BANG.
A bullet whizzed past me, grazing my cheek, gone before I could even flinch. I heard something crunch behind me; Yote went limp as the back of my head was splattered with something warm and wet. I collapsed to all four legs on the roof, breathing slowly, waiting for something to happen. Nothing did.
Nothing bad, anyway. Yaitali limp-galloped to me, wincing as she put weight on her bad leg. Soon, she was right in front of me, dancing from hoof to hoof like a worried mother. “Mpya,” she asked, not quite screaming to be heard over the wind, “are you okay? Please tell me I didn’t hurt you, I didn’t mean to scare you, but-”
I blinked. Was I in shock? Maybe. “I’m fine,” I said as loudly as I could manage. My neck would’ve hurt if adrenaline had let the pain through. I placed a hoof to my cheek. Still bleeding, but not badly. “I think it happened too fast for me to be scared.” I felt my neck; bleeding worse than my cheek, but not so much that I’d fall unconscious in a moment. I tried stemming the flow.
I think Yaitali laughed; I couldn’t hear it. I turned around, cringed at Yote’s body, and somehow found it in me to pull off the dog tags around what had been her neck. I quickly tugged Yaitali forward and back to the carriage ladder.
Even with the hole in the roof, the sound inside the coach was much more bearable. Awis was cleaning things up like she was a dutiful butler rather than a high-ranking courier, moving bodies and wreckage. She looked up as the three of us entered the car. “How badly were you all hurt?” she asked.
“Just me.” My voice was still a little hoarse. “And not bad.”
Awis insisted on taking a look at me anyway and soon had my cuts bandaged up. Yaitali was fine, aside from the shoulder shot she already had, and Mjumbe mostly had splinters. For a moment, we sat there, unspeaking in the Now what? post-action confusion. We all glanced around at each other, at the wreckage we were sitting in, at ourselves. As my adrenaline bled out, I began to ache.
Then Awis stood up. “I’ll let the engineers know that the danger has passed.” She unlocked the safe car and was gone.
That seemed to jar Mjumbe and she turned to me. “Can I see those dog tags?” she asked.
I looked down. The tags were still wrapped around my fetlock; I wordlessly held them out for Mjumbe.
She hmmed and hahed as she flicked through them before shaking her head. “No one I knew,” she said. “Would you like me to hold on to them until we reach Mwamkia?”
“Yes, please.”
I somehow found it in me to glance at Vimba’s body. “Why did she jump down?”
“She chewed through ammo like a locust horde and ran out,” said Mjumbe. “She was content to sit and wait, but when you broke free, I guess she decided to take advantage. You didn’t know her, but this was probably how she wanted to die, given the choice.”
“Still a shame.”
“Yeah.”
The wind howled. I hadn’t known Damu and Vimba long enough to be sad that they’d died, not the same way I’d been sad when Bibi joined our ancestors. But they were zebras, teammates, and they’d been killed. I could grieve that much, at least.
Yaitali stood up. “This place is like a slaughterhouse,” she said. “I think we should be cleaning house.”
I snorted. “Homophones? Bad form. For shame.”
She shrugged. “The stress is throwing off my game.”
“…Okay, that one was good.”
We didn’t throw the bandit corpses overboard, just in case; Mjumbe even got Yote’s body from the roof. We still dumped them in a pile at the back of the train. Damu and Vimba were laid out, covered in sheets. The coach was still shot up, but at least there weren’t any bodies.
Awis returned and fell into conversation with Mjumbe about… something. I didn’t bother keeping track of it. Instead I said, “Yaitali? I think we’re even on the whole ‘saving lives’ thing.”
Her ear twitched, then she laughed. “Indeed, the scales are balanced, friend! So may your needling finally end.”
“Yep. Definitely. And thank you.”
I glanced into the rear car, twitched at the pile of bodies, and looked back. “Are you going to stay out here a little?” I asked. “Guarding more trains.”
Yaitali nodded. “There could be more of them about,” she said, jerking her head back. “So many trains oft take this route that you have targets every week, all kinds of loot that you could seek. As I fend off such roving bands, my service is in high demand. I think I’ll spend about a year and take what I can get out here.”
“Mind if I tag along? Just in case. Maybe you could use the extra help.”
Yaitali sat up straighter, almost smiling. “Is that truly what you want? I’d love your presence on these jaunts, but earlier you said you felt quite out-of-place upon the veldt.”
“Well… things change.” I swallowed. “I… I still feel a bit weird about coming out here. But after… all this… It’s so familiar that I know it’ll pass. And if you’re going to face more bandits like these, the least you can do is face them with someone familiar watching your back.”
“I’d gladly have you at my side! We both have saved each other’s lives; there’s no one else I would trust more in all Zebrabwe’s guardian corps.” Smiling, Yaitali extended a hoof to me.
I hooked my fetlock around hers and we shook. I realized I was grinning, in spite of everything. Yaitali had thought I could work out here, and proving that to her felt good. I’d been pushed out of my comfort zone as we got further east, but I could at least get pushed through it with a friend.
Just a shame about. Y’know. Damu and Vimba. I could get anxious about it in Mwamkia, with therapists nearby.
When I settled back down, Yaitali poked through the debris for a little while before coming back with a rasimu set. She looked at me expectantly, not needing a single word.
“Eh, why not?” I said. “It’s leagues to Mwamkia and I haven’t won against you in a while.”
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A lone pony sits by the beach, dwelling on the past that was and never was.
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<p>A lone pony sits by the beach.</p><p>She does not speak, for she had nobody to speak to. She only thinks, wondering how things would be if they could have gone better. If <i>she</i> had been better.</p><hr/><p>entry for <a href="/group/214779/the-island-group/thread/538290/tropical-post-apocalyptic-story-contest" rel="nofollow">tropical post-apocalypse contest</a></p><p>focuses more on the 'post-apocalyptic' than the 'tropical'. Just in case. </p><p>Featured: 2024 July 26</p><p>Thanks to Zalmax for pointing out some errors</p>
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Twilight Sparkle was many things.
She was a wonderful daughter, a loving sister, an accomplished student of magic, an ex-librarian, a bearer of the elements of harmony, a survivalist, and most importantly, a failure.
In her entire life, her biggest fear was the fear of failing; of disappointing those around and those she looked up to, and so, she strived to ensure that she never failed at anything she did. For a while, it worked. She was the top of her class, she was the perfect student and apprentice to princess Celestia, she always did what was asked for her with an exceptional amount of effort put into it. She was on an unbroken streak of being perfect for several years.
However, all streaks are broken in the end and she was certainly not special enough to be an exception.
She looked out at the sea, ignoring how the water was wetting her hooves. The sun had gone below the horizon and the sky was a deep purple, sprinkled with a million little stars and a few light pink clouds. The light breeze blew over her, and the only sound was that of the waves coming onto the beach. A single black silhouette that was used to be the peak of the Canterhorn mountain decorated the empty horizon. It was a calm and peaceful solitude.
It was perfect.
She almost laughed a bitter laugh. How ironic it was that she, an imperfect thing, was named after such a perfect time of the day. She could have– no, she should have lived up to the name she got, instead of failing at what was supposed to be an easy task.
Her cheeks felt wet, and the sea wasn't the culprit.
She missed her friends. Both the ones she had made and neglected in Canterlot, and the ones she met in Ponyville for just under a week. She wanted to apologise to them all for her horrendous behaviour despite their friendliness.
She missed her family. How she hated herself for drowning herself in her studies instead of being with them for the little time they had.
She missed the princess. She missed how she was always there to help her, and to comfort her.
She wanted to go back to when she had them all, if not to apologise for her cruelty to them, then to at least hug them. She wanted to go back to before the nightmare had come. Before she had failed to defeat the nightmare, forcing the princess to fight. Before the horrific battle which brought the sea upon the world.
Twilight's throat hurt and ears dropped as she suppressed her tears. Would crying help when she was surrounded by all sides with salty water?
She was all alone on her little island, with no creature to hold her and let her cry, nobody to tell her it wasn't her fault, nothing to make her feel nice about anything.
She wondered what things would be like if she had her friends here all of a sudden.
She almost smiled as the first thought that came to her was about her eccentric pink friend, Pinkie. She would have already decorated the little hut that Twilight had built on the beachside, and she would have already produced a cake from somewhere. There would be a banner on top of the door reading "Twilight's Stop-Feeling-Sad Party" or something to that effect, and like clockwork, Twilight would go in and have her mood uplifted.
Rainbow Dash and Applejack would have set up some game or something to take her mind away from the dark thoughts and cheer her up. If she didn't get up from her little sad spot on the beach, they'd have dragged her away.
Fluttershy would have given her a shoulder to cry on and an ear to vent to, followed by some kind words.
Rarity... she...
Twilight couldn't really tell what Rarity would do, but she was sure it would be something nice. However, she was disappointed in herself for not spending time getting to know her. She had spent– no, she had wasted her time, literally locking herself up in the library to study the mare in the moon and find a way to defeat her.
Looking at the waves roll onto the beach all alone made her wish that she had not wasted her time on her studies and instead spent it with the people who mattered: her family and friends.
She sat there, regretting all the time she had spent in libraries, hunched over books, and all other stuff that was ultimately useless. She couldn't save the world.
She was alone because of nobody's fault but her own. If she had been better, more perfect, she wouldn't be here at the newly formed beach, silently crying all by herself. She'd be in Canterlot, or Ponyville, enjoying her time with her friends, making up for lost time with her family. She'd be doing anything but work.
Alas, she had no chance at any of that. The world was gone and she only had the sea to keep company as the days passed, up till her inevitable end.
A thought came to her.
She knew that death was inevitable, having seen it four times, when her grandparents had passed away one by one. However, it wasn't death that interested her. It was the life before it.
She knew very well that her grandparents had all lived good and fulfilling lives and died happy. She knew that she wouldn't have any such thing happening for her. All because she couldn't see the treasure she had right in front of her.
Everyone else had suffered an untimely end as well, it seemed.
The sea was always there, and it was always empty. There were never any boats at the horizon, no signs of life of any kind. There were only pieces of driftwood in the sea.
The sky grew dark, and so did Twilight's thoughts.
She was intelligent, and she knew that there should have been some sign of life even after the great flood. Ponies, or rather, life was scrappy and resilient.
Yet, the horizon was always empty.
Was she comletely alone?
The answer came to her quickly: yes, she was alone. It made her heart sink.
She didn't have any evidence for it, but she just knew that she was all by herself — alone, after the end of the world. The elements of harmony had failed to defeat the nightmare, but they had teleported her away from the battle that followed. By the way the sky had shifted from midnight to midday told her that time had passed in the teleport.
She remembered her first days and how distressed she was at the change in time and scenery. While she didn't know how much time had passed exactly in the teleport, she knew it was a long time. Beaches didn't just form overnight and mountain peaks don't become tropical islands in just one season. Or maybe they did, since there was nowhere where the great sea could have come from.
She had spent the next few months up until now surviving on the island, making rainwater collectors, catching fish, scavenging edible plants, and building shelter. She was like Hayinson Cobsoe, surviving on a tropical island for a long time, but the difference between them was that unlike him, she had no hope of rescue from her island.
How would she? She was the reason why anybody who could rescue her was dead.
The sky was completely dark now, and there was no moon to illuminate it. There were only the stars with her.
What was she surviving for? She had nobody left, and she had failed. Her death was inevitable, if not because of old age then probably because of a mosquito bite. She could already feel them in the air around her as they came out to drink blood and spread disease.
She stood up, ready to walk back to her hut to get away from the damned bugs. She paused, however, as a different idea came to her.
She could walk into the sea.
It would be a way to end the useless struggle for sure. She wasn't a good swimmer and the waves would drag her under them, delivering her to Elysium where her friends and family were. If the waves didn't do it then it'd be things that lurked beneath them that would do it.
She didn't shudder as she remembered the time a half-eaten shark had washed ashore.
She walked forward, the water slowly rising from her hooves to her knees, and then, from her knees to her chest.
She kept walking, ignoring the cool water around her and how it reached up to her neck at times. Once it reached her neck consistently, she stopped and waited. She didn't know what she was waiting for but she did.
Maybe some leviathan would drag her into the sea for a quick end. Maybe somebody would spot her in the water and drag her back to the shore. Maybe she'd wake up from the nightmare that was her life at the moment.
Nothing happened for the longest time. No monster ate her, no pony called out to her from the shore, and no alarm rang and woke her up.
There was only the sound of the water around her, and the cold wind blowing on her face.
Twilight's mind dragged her back to thinking about her friends, probably going insane from the isolation.
This time around, her thoughts were more fantastical; all centred around her and her friends going on picnics and fighting magical monsters and so on. She smiled at first, thinking about all the shenanigans the six of them would get up to, and then she cried.
She was reminiscing about a past that never was. She tried to reminisce about the past that actually was.
Her parents came to mind. They always dreamed about going on a tropical island for vacation with her and Shining Armor. Somewhere in the caribouan. They never got to realise those dreams though.
Why? Because she was too busy studying.
She loathed her past self for her misplaced priorities. If she could go back in time, she'd slap and tell her younger self that failure was inevitable and that she should at least make some nice memories to reminisce about after the world ended because she messed up.
Twilight turned around and quickly made her way back to the beach. She didn't care about shaking off the water, or the sand that was getting stuck to her hooves.
At the end of the beach and the beginning of the jungle was her hut. It was decently sized and had all that one would need to survive in an island.
Twilight walked into the hut and collapsed onto her bed before she began crying loudly into the little grass pillow she had made, lamenting all the times, all the happy memories she could have had but didn't. Her sadness gave way to anger.
She cursed the elements that sat on the table nearby like the useless rocks they were. They were her key to saving the world but when it mattered, they produced no spark. The rocks were supposed to be the greatest weapons at the disposal of anybody, but when it mattered, they did nothing.
Twilight got out of bed, her face still wet with tears. She stomped over to the table, her horn sparking as the raw anger she felt brought forth magic all by itself.
She picked up the useless gems, half-hoping that they'd disintegrate under the strength of her magic. When no such thing happened, she took them outside and threw them at the beach with a cry of rage.
They didn't break then either, even though they were close to breaking the sound barrier as they hit the sand.
Twilight glared into the dark with rage, as though she was looking directly at the rocks, which would finally break under her hateful gaze. She breathed heavily and continued glaring, unable to think anything but how angry she was at everything.
Slowly, her breaths became more even and quiet. When they were back to normal, Twilight realised just what she had done.
Grabbing a torch stuck in the sand, she quickly lit it and started looking around for the elements. It took a while to find the gems and she remained anxious all the way until she got the last. They might have been useless then but they could still fix things. Twilight just had to figure out how.
Once she had found them all, she tried to her hut. She drove the torch into the sand and laid out the gems on the sand in a circle.
Above her, the stars shined brightly and the sky cleared as she started messing with the gems with wild abandon like she had for the past several days.
She hadn't given up yet. It wasn't over, she told herself.
She kept trying whatever she could with her magic, constantly telling herself that there was still hope. She repeated past experiments, she did new ones she had planned to do later in the week, she did new ones that had been barely planned out, and when she had nothing left to do, she poured her magic into the elements. All to go back, to fix what she had caused.
It was painful and she had to stop eventually.
All that she was left with was a horn glowing from the heat of high-powered magic and six rocks that were just as inert and useless as they were the day before. She collapsed onto the sand, breathing heavily and crying again. She hadn't given up yet but today's failure brought her ever so closer to it.
Twilight curled up on the sand, holding her head as she bit down on her tongue and cried.
"Please, just do something," she pleaded to the six rocks between sobs, not bothering to look at them. Her magic would take days to recover and in that time, the elements would leak away whatever she had poured into them. It was a useless endeavour, and she was just deluding herself with thoughts about it working and fixing everything.
There were only the wind, the stars, and the distant waves there to watch her with pity. How much she'd give for a hug.
Finally, long after the failed attempt at making the elements do something, and the torch burning out, Twilight cried herself to sleep.
Then, the wind stopped and the sea went still. The stars stopped twinkling and the jungle went silent. For a moment, the world went still for the elements glowed. The light from the gems grew stronger gradually, waking up Twilight. She was confused at first, seeing the gems glowing, but when her senses caught up, she was over the moon. Something was happening!
From the sea, a blue light grew, getting ever closer to the little island that Twilight called home. Like the sun rises up, the light rose up from the waves.
It was blinding, but it was warm as well. Twilight felt herself being moved as her vision went white.
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<p>What do you think you know about the timberwolves?</p><p><span style="font-size:0.75em">Written for </span><a href="/group/217723/2024-non-pony-writing-contest" rel="nofollow"><span style="font-size:0.75em">the 2024 Non-Pony Writing Contest</span></a></p><p><span style="font-size:0.75em">Featured 5 August 2024</span></p>
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teen
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2024-08-04T23:17:42+00:00
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2024-08-04T23:49:27+00:00
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Do I believe it? I keep asking myself. Do I really believe it?
The Duyo-Cernian conflict had ended, and the Pegasi's last descendants, the Duyo, had retreated to their sky-halls. The province Cernia controlled the Circle, a vast realm inhabited by many races and cultures. The Earth Ponies' descendants, the Vlars, had evolved least. Stout and hardy, they constituted the majority of the world's population and, for the most part, lived outside the kingdom. The native Cernians were less Vlar and more Dayaz, descended from the Unicorns. The Gorans, on the other hoof, were more Vlar than Dayaz, which granted them toughness as well as the ability to perform magic. The Unicorns' closest descendants were the Hierophants, who still had their horns; and so did the Themans, Dayaz from the Isle of Themany, whose national pride compensated for their inferior spell-casting. Islanders, the Cernians' closest relatives, thought quickly and trod lightly. Many became prized scouts in the Circuline Legion.
While Cernia and Her Circle fought rebel Vlars in County Carr, the Count of Velvein, a Cernian called Arain Victor, was annexing Goran territories to create, in effect, a kingdom of his own. Alas, he did not live to enjoy it, because his son Uros killed him and the rest of the Victors to seize Velvein and its vassals for himself. Once he controlled them, he decided that some of the land should be returned to the Hierophants who had lived there centuries ago, the Hierophants who had helped him to slaughter his family. When he heard about Uros's proposed charity, the ruler of Cernia, King Dyravinus, was livid. The way he saw it, Velvein was rightfully his; Uros was not only insulting him; he was challenging him. Dyravinus knew that Uros, even with the Hierophants' support, could not presume to hold Velvein against an army; so he sent the King's Own Sixth Regiment to take the county back. Almost immediately, the plan worked. Velvein surrendered. Uros fled, and the Velveinian Hierophants betrayed, captured, and ransomed him. Dyravinus declined to pay. He was quite happy for Uros to stew, learning his lesson, in a cell at the edge of the kingdom.
For Uros, however, Velvein had been a warm-up. Two years later, remnants of the Hive, his guard, freed him and hid him in County Halbert. Eight years after that, he successfully staged a coup, but he must have known that, sooner or later, he'd be facing the same predicament: once news of his treachery reached the king's ears, Uros had a fight on his hooves, a fight he could not win. He needed more than sympathisers: he needed an army … or something like it. Uros's invasion began with the activation of the Bisen, the Alicorn vortex, from which he obtained immense unnatural powers. To maintain the rupture, he fed to it the Hierophants he hated; so came into being the Banished, Hierophants whom Uros had forced to emerge in a different time and to possess a different form (more on that later). The Urosian War lasted only a year, but in that time, Uros sent Cernia reeling. Counties Velvein, Halbert, and Wasken collapsed. Cernia's new king, Dyravinus III, was struggling to respond effectively to the myriad shocks and setbacks. Chaos had erupted. Marauders murdered and plundered; they even sacked Gholks, a Goran free-state. Refugees were flooding into Nimynal, Cernia's last surviving eastern county. Among them staggered, destitute, the Goran Champion, whom, if the legend is true, Ak-Sha, the last Alicorn, had selected to close the Bisen; and close it he did, albeit we don't know how. Some say he infiltrated Fort Mace, entered the rupture, and defeated Ak-Sha's aspect there. Whether you believe that or not, the result was definite: stripped of his strength, furious, and desperate, Uros launched himself upon his adversary; the Goran Champion slew him, which secured a Letter of the Stalwart, a lord-marshalcy, and a seat in King Dyravinus's First Chamber. The crisis had abated. Cernia and Her Circle flourished.
Three years later, a sacred fire called the Fiens Hinds died in Mirns, which prompted the Gorans of the Circle to journey northward. There they founded Gora, whose government included a new prince, Ahrnsk, and the Sparcelian priesthood, who worshipped the ancient goddess Sparcel. For fourteen years, Gora existed peacefully, but the Hierophants didn't like it. They believed that Gora encroached on ancestral land, so they issued her an ultimatum: shove off or prepare for war. The Hierophants were biting off more than they could chew because Gora had friends. Carr, who had seceded from Cernia, had pledged her support. What's more, Cernia feared the prospect of a union between Carr and Gora. King Dyravinus wanted to stay in both countries' good books, so he bade the Circuline Legion march into the fledgling nation and repel the Hierophantic invasion. In return, Gora promised to remain independent and to reduce her trade barriers. The Border War had ended as quickly as it had begun, and it favoured Cernia. With Gora happy, Dyravinus could turn his attention to the ever-troublesome Carron. Subverting them took six years of intrigue. First, Carr's prince, Poust, abdicated, and the country plummeted into anarchy. A mad warlord rose to power: Muryn Anree, whose absurd regime lasted only six days. Cernia used his example to argue that the Carron, leaderless and tribal, would destroy themselves; submission was for their own good. Now a viceroyalty, Carr returned to the Circle. You can imagine Dyravinus feeling pretty smug. He'd cowed the Carron, and Cernia traded freely with Gora. But in Gora, the Sparcelians were taking their first steps toward fanaticism. A mysterious, impressive personality had surfaced: Bian of Aen, who claimed to be a prophet. Few in Cernia took him seriously, yet the Sparcelians thought they'd found the real deal, and they persuaded Prince Ahrnsk to accept him. For the next sixteen years, Bian of Aen enjoyed a unique position at the peak of government, from which he refined Sparcelian praxis and, in the process, Goran culture. If Dyravinus had misgivings about his neighbours' beliefs, they didn't plague him for very long. He died, and his son, henceforth known as Fenas I, was crowned High-King of Cernia and Her Circle.
High-King Fenas was much more red-blooded than his ponderous father. Under his rule, the Circle expanded. He conquered Condrill and Missetti in a year. Three years into his reign, he discovered the Isle of Condmorin, and, wasting no time, he conquered her as well and established the Viceroyalty of the Islands. Even the Isle of Themany relinquished territory: the city-state Southport, the Circle's first protectorate. Gora, however, remained beyond Fenas's reach. Though Bian of Aen had disappeared, the Sparcelians clung to power. Disillusioned, Prince Ahrnsk denied them access to his sons, so his second wife, Princess Nsi, murdered him. The Spacelians endorsed her rule, whereas Ahrnsk's first son, Sisa, denounced it. Thus began the Goran Civil War, two years of siege, which ended when Sisan forces breached the capital. Sisa presided over a brief and bloody reign of terror, during which Sparcelians suffered humiliation, torture, and death. The nation's heart was ripped from its chest. Gora collapsed shortly thereafter. Survivors of the havoc founded further north a tiny Gora II. Perhaps they hoped to return to their home once the dust had settled. But Fenas was too quick for them. He conquered the old Gora and rechristened it Endland. Undoubtedly satisfied with the significance of his reign, Fenas died peacefully a year later. Doomed to rule beneath his father's shadow, Dyravinus IV probably felt a little insignificant; childless, he died two years afterward, and his wife Idria was crowned high-queen. Her job was to steady the ship until the lords of the realm chose a new leader from among themselves. By summer's end ruled the first high-king of the Clair dynasty, Razival I, succeeded sixteen years later by his son Gathrick.
One hundred years had gone since the beginning of the age, and in the Circle, peace prevailed. Things were different across the sea, where Theman duchies quarrelled and formed alliances. The foremost of these were the unionists and the royalists. The unionists supported Tybise Merese, Duke of Virdee, who fancied ruling the whole of Themany; meanwhile, the royalists insisted that the island stay geopolitically divided. The Merese, who had plenty of soldiers, attacked the duchy Bitherine, which forced the Impasse Treaty. It made Tybise the Archduke of Themany, yet still he wasn't satisfied, because he resumed the war eight years later. Three years after doing so, weakened by conquest, he died, and the archdukedom went to his son, Arno. Two more years passed before the war concluded, leaving upon the island only the Archduchy of Themany and the kingdoms Suogh and Sidiron.
Thirty-five years into the century, Gathrick I, encouraged by expeditions to the cold, deserted north, established the Northmarch, his legacy. Dying twenty-six years later, his son Gathrick II had accomplished even less. Gathrick III tried harder than his namesakes: he founded the city-state Fowen twenty-two years into his reign and, eleven years afterward, County Renmot. Senile, he abdicated, the only Cernian king to do so, at the end of the century. His son Gathrick IV reluctantly accepted the crown, and the Merese, still in power, smelled weakness. At the start of the third century, they sieged Southport and landed armies in Condmorin. Regardless of whether Gathrick shrank back, the First Chamber made Cernia's position clear when the Circuline Legion landed in Themany. The war ended within two years. The Treaty of Southport gave the eponymous city back to Themany, but it also surrendered territory in Condmorin. Twenty-two years into the century, Gathrick IV died. Gathrick V signed the Second Treaty of Southport, and the city reverted to a protectorate. The next sixty-one years saw the deaths of Gathricks V and VI. Eleven years into the fourth century, Gathrick VII was crowned high-king. The Circle comprised Cernia, at its heart; the Islands, at its ankles; Southport, at its feet; Carr, on its left; Fowen, in the Vlar Country; Endland, on its head; and the Northmarch, above its ear. When Archduke Tybise III invaded Condmorin, the age had lasted for three hundred and twenty-six years; finally, the time of our banishment had arrived.
In County Wasken a new cult formed, made up of Sparcelians who believed the religion had strayed. Their envisioned solution to the perceived decadence of Cernian society was holy war, by which the faithful would find themselves and the infidels perish. The problem was no living Sparcelian met the cult's standards to serve as head of the faith. As far as they were concerned, the one and only candidate had died hundreds of years ago, their prophet, Bian of Aen. Then it hit them: they could recall Bian of Aen just as Uros Victor had purportedly, though inadvertently, recalled Ak-Sha. Controlling the Bisen was a feat only Uros had achieved, so the cultists copied his hubris to the letter. They used Hierophants to maintain the rupture, Hierophants whom they forced to emerge in a different time and to possess a different form. We are the Bianian Banished, the Hierophants of Wasken displaced. We are the timberwolves of Equestria.
Do I believe it? I keep asking myself. Do I really believe it? A low growl in my direction tells me that Ashton, elected super-pack, does. He glares at me through green eyes shining in sockets of knotted wood. I wonder how he looked when he was a Hierophant. Come to think of it, how did I? I've always visualised Hierophants as small Unicorns, fragile, yet graceful, with long, elegant horns and proud bearings. Seeing us now, with our rough snouts and jagged teeth, makes the transformation a lot harder to imagine.
My scepticism must be showing because Ashton barks at me, 'You're dust-scout tonight.'
A dust-scout is expected to risk, in the course of his duties, death by dawn. The first thing to know about the Bianian Banished is that we can exist only in the dark or the cover of trees. If a timberwolf leaves his grove once the sun has risen, his body will disintegrate. Our explanation for this bizarre feature of our biology is that the universe is preventing a paradox. Think about it. If we impact significantly the present, then the future, our past, changes. Sunlight functions as temporal germicide, neutralising the dangerous infection. Thus follows a bittersweet conclusion: because the universe remains intact, then either the sun must kill us all, or we must locate the Bisen and return to our world.
Hunting for the Bisen is a massive undertaking. Timberwolves divide into packs, each of which peruse an allocated area. The super-pack co-ordinates the effort; he decides where to comb and where to disregard and maps the locations of trees. The search is all-consuming, allowing only the quest to escape. Settling in Equestria is out of the question. The longer we stay, the more certainly we shall die. Our lives seem pre-determined, our choices so narrow. Do I believe it? Do I really believe it? A horrible thought keeps crossing my mind: that Cernia and all our history are just a sick concoction to confine us to torment. The reality is I can't be sure, because, as far as anyone actually knows, we came from nowhere; we acknowledge neither parents nor siblings nor children, which in itself strengthens the banishment theory. I look into Ashton's savage face. Has he ever doubted it?
'We'll have to search the pony settlements at some point,' he says. 'The problem is they don't let us get near enough. Two of Cloade's pack got dusted because they'd been attacked for poking around.'
'The bigger problem's under the water,' says Cregan. 'Who's to say the seas here don't dry up? We don't actually know how far back we are. Fort Mace could be built on the remnants of a lake or something, which at the moment we can't touch.'
Where are my recollections of Cernia, of Wasken? We managed to remember all of this history, so how come we've forgotten everything else? We're supposed to be the Hierophants of the Sutchwood, a birch forest so verdant that it's nicknamed the Golden Sea. Why can't I picture those trees without reference to the ones I've seen here?
'We're not going to bother with things we can't do,' says Ashton. 'Besides, there's no evidence that the Bisen stays put. Who said the Bianians used Fort Mace? They were in Wasken, not Halbert. You follow the clues we have: a strong, disorienting feeling or an inexplicable urge for closeness. Let me worry about the water.'
'We'll have to check it somehow.'
'I said let me worry about it. Do your job. Now, this business last night. Rowlin hurting Caster.'
'It was an accident,' protests Rowlin.
'No, it wasn't,' pipes up Char.
'Shut up!' Rowlin barks at him. 'Yes, it was. I didn't mean for the sun to get him.'
'I don't care what you meant,' replies Ashton. 'You bit his leg.'
'I was angry. It isn't my fault he's so greedy. Besides, what's the loss? It's one less mouth to feed. Lazy, he was. Never pulled his weight.'
'One less mouth to feed?' growls Ashton. 'We're losing a dust-scout a month. If the pattern holds, it's eighteen short years before we're all dead, all of us, extinct. Back home, you'd suffer for this.' (For Ashton, home means Cernia.) 'Here we need every Hierophant we can get. You'll start dust-scouting for Cloade's pack tomorrow. If the sun gets you, consider the debt paid.'
Who was I in Cernia? Where did I come from? Suddenly, the whole thing seems painfully shallow; we recite the dusty, momentous details of myth or legend; they deal with the grand, never the personal. For instance, how did a typical Waskener look and sound? How did he live? Whom did he dislike? How did he express love? I've asked others these questions before, passed off, of course, as mere curiosity. The answers blend into one, an impatient, irritable refrain: You'll find out when we get there. Only the future matters.
'Does the south-turf still have enough Hierophants for a food-pack? We might need to send one of our lot to help them hunt.'
'They've got plenty. Their problem is they aren't sending out enough dust-scouts, I think. Focusing more on searching for food than searching for the Bisen.'
'Cregan, be ready to go down there and lead.'
'Right.'
The fact is I've grown used to living in the woods, used to stalking small prey, to nibbling at roots and shrubs. I smile when my pack disperses and take pleasure in solitude, time in which the frantic pursuit won't impinge upon the present. When left alone, I don't want to be a Hierophant at the end of time. When left alone, I'm happy to be a timberwolf.
'Swap me out with Penny, Ashton. I'm not feeling sturdy enough for the food-pack today.'
'If you're feeling weak for the food-pack, you're not strong enough to dust-scout. You'll go with Crag. No complaints. Marsh, I want you to do a long-stay from the grove you found last week. Eat with us tonight, then set out. No big risks. Keep out of trouble, and get a good look at the ruins you told me about.'
'Got it.'
Ashton turns to me and says: 'You're on the moor. Make it thorough. You'll eat when you're back.'
As a rule, timberwolves fear a moor, a living desert of treeless, endless hills. What makes it even scarier is that, for all we're dubbed wolves, we see poorly in the dark. I blink at the tall, black shapes around me. Becoming lost would be unnervingly easy. To make matters worse, I doubt that Ashton will swallow another of my stories; he already suspects I've been shirking. My nose tries to compensate for my struggling eyes, but the scents blend into one subtle perfume. I hear the wind sweeping my ears and the babble of birds. If only I could understand them, listen to some perspective. I step on damp earth; the grass on top has dried. The sensation is wholesome, healthy, as though the ground is stating how assiduously it intends to keep lush the area. Delicate stems tickle my body. The spikes of the thistles hurt more than you'd think considering I'm made of wood. Though I'm meant to fear here, I feel strangely at home. Should I tell the others, or should I continue pretending to be passionate about Hierophants and Vlars and Waskens and Halberts and Renmots and Condmorins and Themanys? What are these words? Where do they come from? Why don't any of us know?
Tiny stones poke my paws. I've found a path. Ponies lay paths. Perhaps it leads to a settlement. When I consider their pleasant, peaceful lives, I feel jealous. They have homes, jobs, and families, whereas we get by on mere ghosts and hopes of such things. We have so little; it's small wonder we cling to it so desperately. The hills part to reveal a distant body of water, pale, ragged, like a crack in the bark of a tree. We're supposed to have lakes back in Cernia. I speed up, anxious to take a closer look. Who knows? Maybe it's the entrance to the Bisen. Wouldn't that be something to tell the others. Of course, they might expect me to enter it without a backward glance. We've often wondered whether Banished have located the Bisen already and, instead of letting anyone know, jumped in greedily. If so, it's understandable. They would have been afraid to leave in case they couldn't find it again. As I walk toward the water's edge, I ponder what the others would think if I failed to report. Surely, they'd think I'd died, obliterated by the rising sun. But what if I hadn't died? What if I had left? What's the worst that can happen if I keep going forward? I think about dying; it doesn't frighten me much. If my situation feels so meaningless that death seems its equal, then why don't I try something else?
Close up, the lake is smaller than I thought and much smaller than the seas we've heard about. Supposedly, travelling to Missetti takes days. They say that a sunset in Missetti is the closest thing to a giant diamond. I don't believe it. I'm not sure I believe any of it. I jolt as invisible birds burst fiercely into voice overhead, breaking my long, gloomy self-absorption. They want me away from their nests, right at the shallow banks. I can hear the babble of their young, demanding the early worms. A surge of excitement travels from my head to my claws.
I'll go; I'll leave; I'll start a new life. Perhaps I'll visit the ponies and attempt to communicate to them my needs. They'll probably laugh at me, a tame timberwolf. One thing's for certain: Cernia, Missetti, the far future, they aren't my problem; they don't interest me. I'm free now, free to make my own choices, free to decide my own destiny. I grin as I turn to see whether I could find the path back even if I wanted to. My smile slips. The sun is already rising.
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Acologic
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562360
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Timberwolves,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Timberwolf
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What do you think you know about the timberwolves?
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<p>What do you think you know about the timberwolves?</p><p><span style="font-size:0.75em">Written for </span><a href="/group/217723/2024-non-pony-writing-contest" rel="nofollow"><span style="font-size:0.75em">the 2024 Non-Pony Writing Contest</span></a></p><p><span style="font-size:0.75em">Featured 5 August 2024</span></p>
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teen
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2024-08-04T23:17:37+00:00
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2024-08-04T23:17:37+00:00
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Link to key
Aen = AYN
Ahrnsk = ARNSK
Ak-Sha = AK-shə
Arain = ə-RAYN
Arno = AR-noh
Bian = BY-ən (Bianian = by-AY-nee-ən)
Bisen = BY-zən
Bitherine = BIH-dhə-reen
Carr = KAR (Carron = KA-rən)
Cernia = SUR-nee-ə (Cernian = SUR-nee-ən)
Clair = KLAIR
Condmorin = kənd-MO-rin
Condrill = KON-dril
Dayaz = DAY-az
Duyo = DOO-yoh
Dyravinus = dih-RA-vih-nəss
Fenas = FEH-nəss
Fiens Hinds = FEEN-zynze
Fowen = FOW-ən
Gathrick = GA-thrik
Gholks = GOLKS
Gora = GAW-rə (Goran = GO-rən)
Halbert = HAL-bərt
Idria = IH-dree-ə
Merese = mə-REEZ
Mirns = MURNZ
Missetti = mih-SEH-tee
Muryn Anree = MUH-rin AN-ree
Nimynal = NIH-mih-nəl
Nsi = TSEE
Poust = POWST
Razival = RA-zih-val
Renmot = REN-mot
Sidiron = SIH-dih-rən
Sisa = SEE-sə (Sisan = SEE-sən)
Sparcel = SPAR-kəl (Sparcelian = spar-SEE-lee-ən)
Suogh = SWOKH
Themany = THEH-mə-nee (Theman = THEH-mən)
Tybise = tih-BEESS
Uros = YOO-ross (Urosian = yoo-ROH-zhən)
Velvein = VEL-vayn (Velveinian = vel-VEEN-yən)
Virdee = VUR-dee
Vlar = VLAR
Wasken = WA-skən (Waskener = WA-skih-nər)
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BubbleVT
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562361
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Comedy,Dark,Random,Equestria at War,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic,Narcotics
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The Kessler 37'
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The nighttime ad block
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<p>A world where the only thing you can have is commodification, find yourself staring at the screen wondering what to buy. A new TV, how about some fried chicken, simply break out that wallet and spend.</p>
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mature
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2024-07-26T21:26:26+00:00
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2024-07-30T14:05:15+00:00
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A Pedestal model Fiillyco television flashes on in a dark studio apartment room. The room was filled with a dim blue coloring revealing the mold and mildew creeping in the corner of the ceiling. An upbeat tune sounds through the speakers, and the television screen turns from a cold blue into a warm yellow. A humble griffon wearing a stripped one piece steps out of a cool sky blue four door sedan parked at the edge of a beach. Seagulls can be heard, matched by ocean waves.
"Hello." He closes the door with a soft smile.
"These days everyone is looking for more." The griffon walks casually around to the trunk of the sedan popping it open smoothly.
He begins pulling objects of varying sizes out of the trunk. First a large bag of food and drinks, then a large beach ball. Suddenly the back doors of the car swing open and two young griffons wearing swimwear jump out and run off laughing after slamming the doors.
The older griffon begins again. "Having to carry around your busy life isn't always easy." He shoulders the trunk closed after pulling out a large parasol.
"But with the new Kessler." He trails off as a slender young female griffon steps out of the passenger side door.
"You can hold it all." He finished. The two griffons embrace then walk toward the sand. The shining sedan comes into focus, revealing its beak nosed hood. A professional voice comes over the speakers.
"With the all new Kessler 37' you can hold it all."
A quick ripping noise comes over the television then a new advertisement flashes on the screen. The screen is white, an organ begins playing , and the scene begins with the camera panning down from a church ceiling. The gold pipes from the organ can be seen with stained glass of the idol of Boreas casting light into the building. Rows of pews filled with griffons of varying sizes face the sanctuary, their heads bowed in silence. At the alter sits a blindingly golden griffon with no discernable features, their head is also bowed but in their claws rests a bucket. A younger griffon stands up and walks slowly toward the godly bird and kneels before them. Suddenly the audio slowly changes from heavenly organ to the sounds of fry oil, and inside the bucket fried chicken sits. The young griffon takes a piece and begins eating it with their head still bowed and smiling. The camera pans over the pews and rows of griffons, they too begin crunching on their fried chicken pieces. A final shot among the cacophony of crunching and fryer oil looks upon the archon of this chicken. A single tear rolls down their face matching the text that appears on the screen. It reads "B.F.C," and the screen quickly rips away.
"War, war never changes." A gruff voice calls out over the T.V. An explosion, followed by a flash of toy army deer posing a running motion through a crater filled mud land. Some of the plastic toys are melted off in spots, others are positioned to be shouting at their fellow deer.
The gruff voice returns, "Through the mist and the fog of war another threat is looming." A large bug can be seen skittering out of the fog.
"Cockroaches." More of the beasts come skittering out of the pale toward the deer.
Tense music resounds throughout the battle field as the bugs swiftly move through the craters. The cockroaches slow down some even stopping, and from the heavens a large can of Shock and Awe bug spray descends to defend the plastic crusaders. The large hoof holding the can aims at the cockroaches rushing the battle lines, another hoof pushes down on the nozzle and a fresh lemon scented mist sprays over the battlefield. The bugs rush through the mist quickly at first, then slower, and finally coming to a halt. One of the roaches flip over on their backside gasping a final breath of air, then more follow until all of the assailants lie still on the battle field. The godly can of Shock and Awe bug spray lifts back into the sky, clearing the fog and revealing the mass of dead bugs.
"War never changes." Deer cheering can be heard from the plastic figurines. The television scratches onto the next one.
A calm voice comes over the T.V.
"Modern life can be stressful." a business griffon is hunched over a desk staring at sheets of paper. The office he sits in is bustling, griffons rushing around holding suitcases. Papers flying in all directions, shouting can be heard from surrounding desks.
"Maybe its time for a break." the business griffon that was sitting at his desk gives a deep sigh then stands up, he walks toward a fire exit signed doorway.
"Sometimes its not easy feeling yourself." Following the stairs upward, the griffon slowly makes his way around the railings shuffling onward. At the top of the staircase is a door that says roof access, he opens the door to a grey daylight, another dreary day. The griffon waddles toward the edge of the roof and he sits down. He breathes another deep sigh of exhaustion, and looks down at the street below.
"Lucky for you there are options." The street below is filled with busy cars and busy griffons flying back and forth. Hard to keep up when you are 30 stories in the air. The somber griffon pulls a small tube out of his coat pocket, the bottle reads "Delta-9". Opening the bottle, he shakes a small red pill onto his claw. He holds the pill up in the air examining it for mold or expiration. With a small smile he pops the pill into his beak and swallows it down. The air is humid and cold, a warm mist could be seen blowing out of the man. The griffon stood up and walked back to the stairwell. An empty bottle of Delta-9 is in focus. The voice comes over the TV for a final time.
"Maybe it's time for a break" the TV switches to the next ad.
"Lucky Star Union made coffee is out of this world!" A loud echoing voice shouts over the speakers followed by the sounds of a laser and a star shaped space ship flying through space. A bag of coffee floats by the screen with the symbol of the company on the bag.
"Lucky Star Union made coffee is made with rich south-equestrian beans, packed with stellar flavor this coffee is sure to get you to say" "fully automated luxury space communism has such a relaxing flavor!" Six bags of coffee arise on screen with different colors labeling the packages.
"With union made coffee you can be assured of its quality and a generous assortment of flavors." The Pedestal TV begins to shake and the screen begins to tear and rip.
"Lucky Star" the speakers begin to scratch and begin to pop apart. Finally the everything stops short of completely falling apart, and the back of the screen catches fire. The room fills with a faint orange glow from the small fire. Fumes billow over a smoke detector, which starts to beep but quickly goes out in a sharp buzz.
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<p>What does Discord do to pass the time? Where is he when he's not in focus of the show? The CMC intends to find out!</p><p>The problem is, are they ready to find out? Because the truth may be crazier than any of their theories.</p><p>[introducing a long-held idea I've had, trust me, you won't want to miss chapter two]</p><p>[Art by Unfiltered]</p>
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It showed the outside of a tent in the middle of a desert, right next to a road….
And then a motorcycle paused just next to it and a figure approached the tent, where a hooded guy was sitting.
“OIJOFIJALODFJALKSJDA?” The being asked.
“I’ll tell you later, first let’s go get a drink,” the figure said.
“JKLASDLK,” The figure gestured to go in and the figure took off his helmet, revealing… Discord.
“Ah, time for another fun time,” Discord said as he entered the tent and rave music began playing from within.
Two weeks later
“Alright! Three two one, go!” Apple Bloom cheered as the three moved a stick and the cart went down the hill.
“Wheee!” Sweetie cheered.
“Alright!” Scootaloo said as they went over a ledge and rolled down a hill.
“This is awesome!” AB cheered as they rolled to a stop at the bottom.
“Alright, one more time!” Apple Bloom as they prepared to push the cart back to the top.
Before Scootaloo noticed something.
“Hey, girls, what’s going on over there?” Scootaloo pointed.
“Hmm?” The other two made their way to where she pointed and saw what looked like Discord sneaking out of town.
“Hmm… on one hoof ah wanna resume carting, on the other ah’m curious,” AB said.
“Well? Let’s go check it out,” Scootaloo said.
“I dunno, what if Discord gets mad?” Sweetie asked.
“Then he’ll get mad, but he won’t hurt us,” AB said as they made their way over to where Discord was.
They made it over to the bushes near him and saw he was carrying a briefcase.
“Hmm, a briefcase, that’s suspicious,” AB said.
“Yeah, wonder what’s in it,” Sweetie asked.
“Maybe it’s full of bits!” Scootaloo said.
“Or maybe his laundry,” A fourth voice said.
“No, ah’ll bet it’s-....who said that?” AB asked and they turned and saw Discord behind them.
“AAAAAHHH!” The three fillies jumped in surprise.
“What are you three doing spying on me?” Discord asked.
“Weren’t you just over there?” Scootaloo asked looking over there and not seeing him.
“Oh come now, do you forget who you're talking to? Now my turn, what are you three doing?” Discord asked.
“We were just curious where you were going,” AB said.
“Back to my home dimension, where else?” Discord asked.
“Your dimension?” Sweetie asked.
“I have a life outside you ponies,” Discord said.
“Ok, could we come along?” AB asked.
“What?” The other three asked.
“What?” AB said.
“Fraid not,” Discord said going back over to his spot and grabbing his briefcase.
“But whyyyy?” AB asked.
“Yeah, come to think of it we’ve never been to your home,” Sweetie said.
“Nope, trust me, it’s for your sanity’s sake,” Discord said as he opened a portal and entered and then it closed.
“Well… guess that’s it, who's up for more carting?” Scootaloo asked.
“Not me, ah wanna know what Discord is hiding,” AB said.
“Apple Bloom-” Sweetie Belle said but AB cut her off.
“No, listen, ah’m an apple, and we? We’re good at spotting lies, and he’s fibbing bout somethin',” AB said.
“Are you sure?” Sweetie asked.
“Yeah, an ah wanna know what DIscord does in his spare time, aren’t yall curious?” AB asked.
“Well… a little, but seriously, what if Discord gets mad?” Sweetie asked, feeling scared of the thought of an angry Discord.
“Then we don’t get caught,” AB said.
“Why are you so hooked on this?” Scootaloo asked.
“Ah’m bored,” AB said.
“....Good enough for me,” Scootaloo shrugged.
“I don’t know…-” Sweetie said.
The next day
“-Why I didn’t say yes sooner!” Sweetie happily munched on some chocolate granola.
“She’ll do anything for chocolate granola,” Scoots chuckled.
“I can quit any day,” Sweetie said.
“Alright, operation ‘Pull the wool out from under Discord’ commence,” AB said as they peeked out from behind a box at Discord leaving town with the suitcase again.
“Ok! Sneaking time!” AB said as they got under a big box and they snuck over to him making some noise as they did.
“Shhh! He’ll hear us!” Sweetie said as they made their way over to him.
They continued sneaking until they made it to Discord who was looking at a watch.
As they snuck the cardboard box was lifted off of them by a breeze.
“Ah!” AB cried and the three bolted away as Discord glanced at them.
“Heh,” Discord chuckled as he walked into the portal.
Two days later
“Ok, the target is on the move again,” Scootaloo said looking through a telescope at Discord and talking over a walkie-talkie…. Even though AB and Sweetie were next to her.
“Alright, on the move,” Apple Bloom said as they snuck through the alleyways and spotted Discord heading to the portal again with his suitcase.
“Alright, rush down is a go!” Sweetie said and the three charged through the area and just as the portal opened they leaped in.
And into a haybale back at the acres.
“Had a feeling you three would try that,” Discord laughed before closing the portal and they pouted.
Next week
“Jungle time!” AB said as they stood atop a tree and had a rope tied to it.
“Are you sure about this?” Sweetie asked.
“Yep!” AB said as they waited until Discord made his way down a hillside out of town and into the portal.
They chose then to swing down through the air and fly at the portal while giving Tarzan yells.
Only for it to immediately close and they hit the ground.
“Ooof!” The three grunted.
“I’m tapping out,” Scootaloo said tiredly.
“Me too,” Sweetie said.
“...Consarnit,” Apple Bloom said trying to figure out what it was Discord went out to do every now and then, and with that suitcase.
“Well? What now?” Scootaloo asked.
“Well ah guess we can just go back to carting,” AB said dissapointedly.
“Sounds like a plan, some adrenaline should make us forget about it,” Sweetie said to cheer AB up.
“Ah guess,” Apple Bloom said.
A couple of days later
Discord walked out towards the edge of town, suitcase in hand, it had been a particularly rough day of chaos, but at least his buddies would help him out of his funk.
“Alright! Time for another round,” Discord said as he made his way towards the portal.
Meanwhile, on a hillside nearby the CMC was pushing a cart up a hill.
“Alright! I bet this will be the best hill to hopefully not die on today!” Scootaloo said.
“Alright, let’s get a move on then,” AB said admittedly excited about this.
“Alright, winds looking good, let’s go!” Sweetie Belle said and they climbed on and went down the hill, cheering as they went faster and faster, and they had to swerve down some slopes but they were getting close to the bottom.
“Alright, Scoots! Pull the brake!” AB called.
“OK!.... Where’s the brake?!” Scootaloo looked around but the brake had vanished.
“What?!” Sweetie exclaimed as their cries of joy became screams of terror as they descended to the bottom of the hill and it quickly sloped upwards and launched them.
“AAAAAAHHHH!” The three cried out.
Meanwhile Discord was walking towards the portal, he glanced about expecting the CMC to try again but he didn’t see them so he shrugged and walked on when the strap on his suitcase broke and it fell open spilling a bunch of socks and clothes and… revealing a portal?
“Oh darn,” Discord said as he began picking up the socks… not noticing the three airborn fillies descending on him.
And somehow, they all landed inside the suitcase and went into the portal.
And then Discord picked up all his extra socks and clothes and put them in.
“Alright, now with that ‘mishap’ out of the way, let’s move on,” Discord said as he entered the portal.
Sweetie, AB and Scootaloo woke up floating in a void and when they looked around they saw various objects.
“Please tell me we aren’t dead,” Scootaloo asked.
“Ah hope not…” AB shivered wondering where were they, and why was it cold?
“Brrr,” Sweetie shivered and she managed to kick her hooves and found that helped her move forward a little.
“Hey, it’s just like swimming,” Sweetie said.
“Cool!” Scootaloo said and they got closer to eachother and huddled for warmth.
“So where are we then?” AB asked.
“I think the last thing I remember is falling through the air and landing in Discord's open suitcase… wait… is that where we are?” AB asked looking around.
“Well, how do we get out?” Scootaloo asked.
“Hmm… maybe… there!” AB pointed upwards at the portal overhead and the three hurriedly swam their way up there and they stopped at the portal.
“Where does it lead?” Sweetie asked.
“I dunno, but let’s hope it’s warmer there,” AB said as they poked their heads through the portal to see… and bonked their heads on the inside of the suitcase.
“Ow! We really are in the suitcase!” Scootaloo said.
“What do we do?” Sweetie asked.
“...Ah guess wait… ah hope he doesn’t take too long,” AB said before spotting some blankets nearby and she gathered them before going over to the others and wrapping up “At least we’ve got blankets,” Scoots said.
“I hope we get out soon…” AB said.
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Cutie Mark Crusaders,Discord,Original Character,Crossover,Adventure,Comedy,Random,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Even chaos beings need time to unwind
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The CMC get a little in over their heads trying to find out Discords passtime
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<p>What does Discord do to pass the time? Where is he when he's not in focus of the show? The CMC intends to find out!</p><p>The problem is, are they ready to find out? Because the truth may be crazier than any of their theories.</p><p>[introducing a long-held idea I've had, trust me, you won't want to miss chapter two]</p><p>[Art by Unfiltered]</p>
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The three were shivering as they waited, it must have been an hour.
“Wh-when are we getting t-there?” Scootaloo asked.
“I-I dunno!” AB shivered.
“I’m so cold I can see my breath,” Sweetie said.
“It-it’ll be alright, Discord will realize we’re in here soon,” AB said.
“Ok…” The other two said.
Another twenty minutes passed before one of them broke.
“I’ve had it!” Scootaloo swam upwards and she poked her upper half out of the portal and she knocked on the suitcase.
“HEY! DISCORD! OPEN UP!” Scootaloo shouted as she knocked on it loudly.
“Scoots! Get ahold of yerself!” AB said.
“What she said… HEEEELLP!” Sweetie helped knock on the suitcase loudly and called for help.
It was then the suitcase was opened and overturned and the three fillies fell in a tangle out onto the ground.
“OW!” The three grunted and when they looked up they saw Discord in biker gear staring down at them with sunglasses.
“Eheheheh… um… surprise?” Sweetie said nervously and the three expected a heavy scolding from Discord for stowing away in his case.
“It’s about time, were you three planning on chilling in there forever?” DIscord said exasperatedly.
“...Huh?” The three said.
Discord sighed went over to his bike and got back on.
“Well? You three coming?” Discord said making a triple sidecar appear on the motorcycle.
“.....Super confused… need explanation,” Scootaloo said looking weirded out.
“Alright alright, I let you three stow away in my suitcase because I figured it’d be fun to let three mortal fillies witness this, but then it got stuck and needed some knocks from within to loosen it,” Discord explained.
“...So you were waiting on us?” Sweetie asked.
“Yep,” Discord said.
“How the absolute hay were we supposed to know that, we could have frozen to death in there!” Scootaloo said.
“Why didn’t ya tell us?” AB demanded.
“That suitcase came from the eighty-eighth dimension, it’s sound and magic proof,” Discord shrugged.
“....” The three sighed and got up and trotted over to him “So ya’ll will show us yer passtime?” AB asked.
“Yeah,” Discord said checking his watch.
“What changed?” Scootaloo asked.
“I was waiting for a please, but I got tired of waiting,” Discord said.
“Seriously!?” The three shouted simultaneously.
“Love to talk more but I’m on a time crunch, so it’s either come with me now or go home,” Discord said.
“...” The three looked at eachother.
“Gonna warn you, what you’ll experience will be quite surreal, but fun,” Discord said.
The three continued to look at eachother and they nodded before climbing into the sidecars.
“Alright! CMC and D, let’s go!” Discord said and they took off.
“Whoa!” The three cried as they went fast as RD to their destination.
When they finally made it the three needed a moment to recover from the ride.
“Alright you three, follow me,” Discord said and the three exited the vehicle and followed Discord to the tent.
“A tent? We came all this way for a tent? What are we going to do, yoga?” Scootaloo asked.
“Ah, ye of little faith,” Discord said as he chatted with the guy up front.
“SALJDNA? OWFHJIDMCZ” The being pointed at them and shook his head.
“Ah, gotcha, one moment then,” Discord walked over to them.
“What language was that?” Scootaloo asked.
“Not telling, I need to… make some adjustments to you three before we enter,” Discord said.
“....Adjustments?” AB said a little nervously.
“Yep, just remembered mortals can’t enter, it’s… not a pretty sight afterwards,” Discord said.
“Ooook, what kind of adjustments are we talking about?” Scootaloo asked.
“Congratulations, you three will transcend today,” Discord said.
“We’re going to be alicorns?!” Sweetie cheerfully said.
“...Not quite,” Discord said before he lit up his hands and he blasted the three with magic and they screamed as immense pain hit them.
Shadows covered their bodies until they were covered and then their outlines gained their colors.
Orange, yellow, and white, then AB and Scootaloo grew horns and Sweetie and AB gained wings.
Next they started to grow taller and change until they resembled adult ponies in shape.
When the pain finally eased they fell over and panted and they opened their eyes and their eyes were glowing white.
“Ugh… what happened….huh? Why does my voice sound deeper?” Scootaloo asked.
“Ah feel strange,” AB said.
“Me too,” Sweetie said and they stood up and noticed they were taller, then they looked at eachother…. And screamed.
“What they hay!?” AB said looking at herself.
“I look like a… what am I?” Scootaloo said panicking.
“AAAAHHH!” Sweetie cried.
“Girls girls enough, I understand this will be an adjustment,” Discord said.
“What did you do to us?” Scootaloo asked.
“You're now chaos-touched ponies, a rare breed indeed, I have gifted you each with a fragment of my power,” Discord said.
“And why do we look older?” Scootaloo asked.
“Well you can’t expect to drink as a kid,” Discord said turning to the guy “Will this do?” Discord asked.
“GBBBBBBB…. SA, JASJKSADJKLDSAK, OIJOFIJALODFJALKSJDA?” He asked.
“I’ll tell you later, first let’s go get a drink,” Discord gestured to the three new mares.
“HDHSJNBF SJSWUE- I can’t argue with that, go right ahead,” The man's voice suddenly became clear as day to the three mares.
“Wait? He CAN speak ponish?” Scootaloo asked as she followed Discord in with the other two.
“No, you three just adjusted to him, speaking of which, welcome, to The Chaos Club!” Discord introduced them as they walked into the tiny tent and found themselves in a vast huge building, intricate, paradoxical and almost abstract in its form, stairs on the ceiling, slot machines everywhere, a bar, and beings of all shapes and sizes everywhere.
“Whoaaaa….” The three said with dropped jaws.
“Yeah, same thing I said when I first got here,” Discord said as they wandered in “Just be careful of the blue tiles, they are finicky,” Discord said.
“Huh?” AB said before she stepped on one and it darted away making her fall over.
“Whoa!” AB said as she hit the floor.
“Careful, and don’t step on the pink or red tiles, they are traps,” Discord said.
“Huh?” Sweetie said before she stepped on one and it bounced her into the air and she landed on AB.
“Ooof!” the two mares grunted.
“And-”
“Let me guess this brown one is a trap too?” Scootaloo asked.
“No those are safe, but don’t step on the green ones,” Discord said before seeing Scoots was standing on one and it exploded and flung her onto her friends.
“OW!” They all grunted.
“Heh, you three have much to learn about this place,” Discord said.
“Ugh…” They groaned.
As Discord brought them along they had to watch every tile they stepped on.
“Ah don’t get it! How come yer not even looking?” AB demanded.
“I’m just that good,” Discord said.
“Ugh,” Scootaloo said as she stepped on another brown tile “Who designs a place like this?” Scootaloo asked.
“Someone who wants to keep every visit lively,” Discord chuckled as he got to a bar stool, but instead of sitting on it he sat on a seat on the ceiling and he waved to an image of a person on the wall.
“Hey Prismo! Three strong shots for the newcomers!” Discord said.
“Sure thing friend,” Prismo said before suddenly three strong shots of liquor materialized on the counter.
“Hey Dis! Dis guy in da house!” a strange pink elephant said as he fist bumped Discord with his trunk.
“And lookie here, a rare sight you are Loki,” Discord said seeing the Marvel Loki sipping some Whiskey.
“Leave me be, I just lost my home Asguard,” Loki sighed.
“Always da party pooper,” The elephant said before turning and seeing the three struggling mares trying to approach the counter “...Dey new here?” The Elephant asked.
“Yeah, in fact, they’ve only recently been inducted into the pantheon of chaos,” Discord said.
“...Woooow, dey not ready for that,” The elephant picked up a keg of beer and drank it through his trunk.
“Hey, treat the newcomers well and I assure you they’ll surprise you,” Prismo said.
Sniff sniff
“I smell something… weird, Bill,” Discord turned to see Bill Cipher on another chair, this one situated diagonally from the counter.
He swigged hard using his eyelids like a mouth and set it down.
“Ugh… you would NOT believe the day I had yesterday,” Bill said.
“Do tell,” Discord said ignoring another explosion and Scootaloo crying out.
“Get this, outsmarted and beaten by two kids, and two old farts who happen to look like eachother, I got iced hard, it’ll be a looooooooooooong time before I can come back to take my revenge on their descendants… or at least until Gravity Falls gets a part two,” Bill said.
“Ooff, I feel you there buddy, but hey, you did win our death battle at least,” Discord said ignoring another explosion and this time Sweetie cried out.
“Yeah, and got reimprisioned, can’t catch a break I tell ya,” Bill said.
“Dahahaha, I could rewatch that a hundred times,” The Elephant said.
“FINALLY!” They all looked to see Scootaloo and the other making it to the bar “Whose the insane stupid bozo who set all those traps on the floor? This place is a death trap!” Scootaloo said exasperatedly.
“.....” The whole place went silent and a sudden foreboding presence came down on them.
“Huh?” AB said shivering from the weight of it.
“Eheheheh, th-they were kidding of course, their new here,” Discord said outloud nervously.
The ominous presence lifted eventually and the place returned to normal.
“What the hay was-”
“Are you three insane!?” Bill snapped.
“What?” The three mares said.
“Not wise, not wise,” The Elephant shook his head.
“I’m going to move on now,” Loki said leaving.
“What I do?” Scootaloo asked.
“Never… insult Chief D’s club,” Discord said warily “You're just lucky he wasn’t in a destructive mood, and you have the virtue of being ignorant,” Discord said.
“I’m super confused, all I did was complain about-” Scootaloo said before Bill cut her off.
“Nothing, you did nothing, said nothing, end of story,” Bill Cipher said glancing over his shoulder.
“Who is Chief D?” AB asked.
“Up there,” Discord said pointing to a strange figure.
He resembled a metallic grey-skinned man with red markings on his body and a feathery headdress his eyes were glowing green, he was also wearing a suit and he was meditating.
“...Why is everyone scared of him?” Sweetie asked.
“Did you not feel that oppressive aura? That was but a sample of his power,” Prismo said quietly.
“...How strong is he?” Scootaloo asked nervously.
“He could just blink, and we’d all die, I heard he once annihilated half the multiverse,” Bill said “Even I’m not insane enough to provoke him,”
“Wow… and he got mad just because I said…. You know,” Scootaloo said nervously.
“Can we stop talking about him?” Bill said firmly.
“Da, it is safest to just enjoy the daily festivities instead of provoking the wrath of the strongest trickster in the multiverse,” The Elephant said.
"Ok ok," Sweetie said.
‘I’m sorry, who are you?” Scootaloo asked, deciding to change the subject.
“The Elephant,” He said.
“As in your name,” Scootaloo asked.
“It is that, The Elephant, man you weren’t kidding when you said they were new,” The Elephant said.
“It’ll take some time, but hey I have some Equestrians to finally join me at the bar, maybe one day I’ll get Fluttershy here,” Discord said.
“Ah, your little pony crush?” Bill snarked.
“Come now, everyone ships us,” Discord said “Speaking of drinking though I haven’t seen you three drink at all,” Discord said.
“We’re kids,” AB said.
“Not right now, aren’t you curious about what a chaos shot tastes like?” Discord said taking a small swig and shaking his head “Whoo! A punch to the senses,” Discord said.
“Well… I guess we’re of age right now,” Scootaloo shrugged.
“Ah guess so,” AB said and Sweetie nodded and they clanked cups before downing the whole glass each.
“Whoo! Fruity!” Scootaloo said before noticing Discord was staring at them “What?”
“I guess I should have warned you to take moderate swigs and not down the whole thing, it’ll hit you pretty hard right now,” Discord sighed.
“What are you-” WHAM!
Scootaloo AB and Sweetie woke up on the counters with a start “Whoa! What just happened?” Sweetie cried.
“You downed a whole chaos shot for the first time and it hit you so hard you were out before you hit the counter, you’ve been asleep for twenty years now,” Prismo said.
“...Hahaha, nice one buddy,” Scootaloo said.
“....” Prismo just stared.
“You're not laughing,” AB said.
“You were all out for twenty years,” Prismo said.
"L-Literally?" Sweetie said paling a little.
“....What? B-but I-” Scootaloo began to panic but Discord patted her on the back.
“Worry not, time is relative here, only about twenty hours have passed on Equus,” Discord said.
“That stuff is straight-up poison if it has enough kick to knock you out for that long!” Scootaloo exclaimed.
“That’s why you swig it not down it,” Bill sighed “Noob”
“Well, now that that is over with, let’s move onto the next activity before coming back for more drinks,” Discord said.
“Oook, as long as it doesn’t involve any more incapacitation,” Sweetie said.
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Cutie Mark Crusaders,Discord,Original Character,Crossover,Adventure,Comedy,Random,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Even chaos beings need time to unwind
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The CMC get a little in over their heads trying to find out Discords passtime
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<p>What does Discord do to pass the time? Where is he when he's not in focus of the show? The CMC intends to find out!</p><p>The problem is, are they ready to find out? Because the truth may be crazier than any of their theories.</p><p>[introducing a long-held idea I've had, trust me, you won't want to miss chapter two]</p><p>[Art by Unfiltered]</p>
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The three mares continued carefully maneuvering around the tiles as they followed the other chaos beings around.
“Wait for us!” Sweetie called trying to keep up but she almost stepped on a trap tile.
“We do that it’ll be Christmas by the time we get there,” Bill rolled his eye.
“Not our fault this place is poorly-” Scootaloo was immediately stared at by everyone there “...I mean… nevermind,” Scootaloo said nervously as she continued to play a forced game of Twister trying to catch up to Discord.
“Dis, help them,” The Elephant said.
“Alright alright,” Discord used his magic to levitate them over to them.
“I’ll carry you guys,” Discord said as they continued on.
“Thanks,” AB said as they were carried into a carpeted area and set down.
“This place is ok for beginners,” Discord said.
“Ok, so, what now?” Scootaloo asked.
“We got to the slot machines,” Discord said with a smile.
“Alright, gonna get me some crypto,” Bill said rubbing his hands together.
“What’s crypto?” Sweetie asked as they walked on over to the slot machines which were walking around as well and Discord stopped one and it sat down.
“He’s just referencing his cameo in another show,” Discord said as he pulled the slot machine handle and it spun.
“Wow,” The three mares said as they saw it land on two alien heads and a hand slapping a face.
“Oh dat not good,” The Elephant said.
“Why?” AB asked.
Suddenly a Xenomorph came out of the slot and it slapped Discord before going back in.
“...What the hay did ah just see?” AB asked.
“He landed on slapped by a Xenomorph, dos things have sharp claws,” The Elephant said.
“The hays a-”
“Can you three stop asking so many questions? You're giving me a headache,” Bill said before he flew over to another slot machine and kicked a large pink bunny aside “Move! It’s my turn!” Bill said before he magically pulled the lever and it landed on a pair of lips a heart and a coin.
“Dang it…” Bill said before a coin manifested next to him with big fat lips and it gave him a big wet kiss before vanishing.
“Blech,” Bill wiped the salivae off of him.
“This doesn't make any sense,” Sweetie said.
“Yeah, ain’t it great?” Discord said before pulling the switch again and it landed on the same thing and another Xenomorph came out and slapped him again before going back inside “Darn,” Discord snapped his fingers in frustration.
“Sooo, what’s the point?” Scootaloo asked.
“You try to get three coins, you win big money,” The Elephant said before he hailed a slot machine over to them and it came over and sat down “Da, now you try,” The Elephant said.
“Oook,” Scootaloo said before pulling the switch and it spun.
It landed on two hearts and a cactus.
“Um… what does that mean?” Scootaloo asked.
“Dis’ll hurt,” The Elephant sighed.
“What wi-” Scoots asked before a cactus manifested and kissed her, pricking her with needles in the process.
“OWOWOWOW!” Scootaloo cried.
“Hahahaha!” Bill laughed at her, the cactus vanished afterwards and Scoots had cactus needles all over her face.
“Ow…” Scootaloo said.
“I got ya,” The Elephant clapped his hands and the needles vanished.
“Thanks,” Scootaloo said rubbing her face.
“Wanna try again?” He asked.
“No way,” Scootaloo said getting up and trotting back over to the group.
“I’ll try,” Sweetie said.
“Your funeral,” Scootaloo said and Sweetie pulled the lever and it landed on three poop emojis.
“....That can’t be good…” Sweetie said as the machine began to shake.
After an incident that was so gross I can’t even describe it and Sweetie got cleaned up, they made their way to an arcade.
“I NEVER want to go near another slot machine again,” Sweetie shivered.
“It was kinda funny,” Discord said.
"Yeah," Scootaloo chuckled.
“It was freaking hilarious,” Bill said.
“No it wasn’t!” Sweetie barked.
“Alright, now we play some games, c’mere,” Discord went over to an air hockey table where Q and Bart Simpson were playing.
“Hah! Gotcha,” Q said.
“No fair,” Bart said.
“Oh come now, you can’t beat Star Trek’s, air hockey champ,” Q laughed.
“Eat my shorts,” Bart said getting another one out.
“Did he hitchhike in Loki’s purse again?” Bill sighed.
“It’s a tote bag! And yes,” The Simpson Loki said as he walked past.
“Ugh, mortals,” Bill said before teleporting Bart into a nearby basketball hoop.
“Whoa!” Bart cried as he landed in the hoop.
“Alright Q bring it!” Bill said.
“A challenge eh? You are on,” Q said as they started and they began hitting the air hockey puck at speeds almost too fast to see.
“Whoa,” Scootaloo said.
“C’mon, dey will be awhile,” The Elephant said as he walked away.
“Coming!” AB said and they followed them.
They arrived at a street fighter game being played by Bugs Bunny and several other creatures were watching him play.
“Whoa! Look at him go!” A three-face monster said.
“Nobody beats the bunny!” Another pterodactyl-like guy said.
“Wow, there’s so many weird guys here,” Sweetie said.
“I know, this is trickster central,” Discord said before lights began blaring, “Uh oh, get ready!” Discord said.
“What? What’s happening now?” Scootaloo asked looking around for anything weird or painful to happen.
“Pie squall!” Discord opened his mouth and a pie fell through the ceiling and into his mouth “Mmm, cherry,” Discord said.
“...What?” AB said before a cranberry pie fell on her head.
“It happens every sixty one minutes, I love pie squall!” The Elephant used his trunk to suck up several more pies that fell through the ceiling.
“This place is so random,” Sweetie said avoiding several pies.
“Uh, yeah, why do you think I frequent this place?” Discord said as he ate several more pies.
After ten minutes the pies stopped.
“Mmm, best one in awhile, that last one had elderberry in it,” Discord said.
“Yum indeed,” The Elephant said as they made their way over to the rest of the arcade.
“Whoo hoo!” Scootaloo cheered as she played on a racing game with AB and Sweetie was enjoying a zero gravity chamber.
“Wheee!” Sweetie flapped her wings eagerly.
“Hmm,” Scootaloo and AB got off their game after Scootaloo won and saw this.
“Come to think of it, can I use magic now? I have a horn,” Scootaloo said.
“Me too,” AB said.
“Let’s try it,” Scootaloo said and they focused on trying to-
BOOM!
Unexpectedly lightning arched out of their horns and blew up a lego guy who reassembled automatically.
“Hey! Watch where you're pointing those!” He scolded.
“Sorry,” The two said before poking their horns “Odd, why did that happen?” Scootaloo asked.
“Because you two are new to chaos magic,” Discord said as he approached.
“New?” Sweetie asked as she exited the zero gravity machine.
“Yeah, try to avoid using it too much, I’ll teach you the ropes later,” Discord said as he led them toward the wall.
“Why are we walking to a wall?” Scootaloo asked.
“When are you going to stop asking questions and just live in the moment?” Discord said as he began walking up the wall.
“Whoooaaa,” The three said and they followed him up the wall.
“Nice huh?” Discord said as he was now on the ceiling with them and they made their way to what looked like an upside-down cafe.
“Alright! I was getting hungry,” AB said.
“Yep,” Discord said as he made his way over to the desk where a hideous squid man was.
“Hi Jimmy,” Discord said.
“Hello Discord!” Jimmy said in a warbled voice before glancing at the others “Whose the plus one, two, and three?” He asked.
“Just friends of mine, I’ll have two zipple burgers and three vegetarian malko salads, they're the vegetarians not me,” Discord said.
“Will you want a drink with that? Small, medium, large, mega, super, humongo, or kaiju sized?” He asked.
“Kaiju, and a diet squish will do,” Discord said.
“Alright, here ya go,” He said handing Discord a cup bigger than he is and the food.
“Wow,” The three said.
“Do you really need that much soda to drink?” Sweetie asked as Discord carried it to a spot.
“Who said we’re drinking it?” Discord said before setting it down and hopping into it like cannonballing into a pool.
“Huh?” The three said in confusion.
“Alright, come on it, the soda’s fine,” Discord said.
“....No thanks,” Sweetie said not wanting to get all sticky.
“C’mon, dis is the best way to eat the food, is in a pool,” The Elephant said.
“Wait when did he get there?” Scootaloo asked.
“C’mon!” Bill said also in there.
“Where are they coming from?!” AB demanded.
“You girls wanted to experience my pastime, well come on!” Discord laughed.
“Oook?” The three conceded and they climbed in using a ladder that appeared.
It felt like a relaxing bubbly pool.
“Ah,” Scootaloo said enjoying it.
“This won’t ruin my mane will it?” Sweetie asked.
“Nope,” Discord said.
“Well, let’s get eating,” Discord said and they suddenly had a boat in the middle of the cup with their food on it and it transported the food to them.
“Thanks for getting us salads,” Sweetie said.
“No prob,” Discord said.
“...Will this knock us out again?” Scootaloo asked.
“Love that you're being careful now, no it’s just salad,” Discord said.
“Whew,” they ate and were happy that it didn’t make them pass out again.
“So, how’s da stay? Was it good?” The Elephant asked.
“It's been a wild ride,” Scootaloo said.
“Yeah, I can’t wait to tell Rarity,” Sweetie said.
“....Yeaaaah, about that?” Discord said.
“What?...” The three said now expecting something terrible.
“Two problems, one, nopony else can know, I risked enough showing you three, and two, you can’t leave for now,” Discord said.
“What?...” they said.
“Yeah, should have mentioned this sooner but you three can’t leave until you’ve had a certain ceremony,” Discord said.
The three looked at each other and then at Discord.
“What kind of ceremony,” AB asked.
“You three must be properly inducted as official chaos beings before you can leave, it’s protocol,” Discord said.
“Yeah, we all had to do it, it’s not fun but it’s either that or defy Chief D, and I am not keen on doing that,” Bill said stirring his drink.
The three mares looked at each other wondering what they should do.
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<p>What does Discord do to pass the time? Where is he when he's not in focus of the show? The CMC intends to find out!</p><p>The problem is, are they ready to find out? Because the truth may be crazier than any of their theories.</p><p>[introducing a long-held idea I've had, trust me, you won't want to miss chapter two]</p><p>[Art by Unfiltered]</p>
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The three were led through the arcade and into the auditorium.
“Why are we going here?” Sweetie asked.
“Why? To experience chaos theater,” Discord said.
“Weren’t we just talking about some kind of initiation or something?” Scootaloo asked.
“Yeah, but that comes later,” Discord said “For now enjoy,” Discord gestured to a stage where an elderly man with a little girl's voice was singing.
“Once I was two gazillion and ninety-three years old and my momma told me I should find more friends-” He sung a well-known human song, but with weird numbers.
“What’s he singing?” Scootaloo asked as they sat down.
“Some song he heard, still going strong Slmoop!” Discord clapped.
“His name is Slmoop?” AB giggled.
“Yeah, now enjoy,” Discord laid back.
An hour later
“Once I was forty quadrillion years old and my daddy told me-” Slmoop continued.
“....Uuuuugh, how long has he been singing?...” Scootaloo said bored out of her mind.
“How old is this guy?!” Sweetie demanded.
AB was asleep.
“C’mon don’t you find it funny?” Discord asked.
“I mean seriously? Is he ever going to hit his actual age?!” Scootaloo demanded.
“I dunno, he’s been singing for years,” Discord said.
“....What the hay is the point then!?” Scootaloo demanded.
“How is this chaotic?” Sweetie demanded.
“Chaos can take many forms, this way it's almost annoyingly funny,” Discord waggled his eyebrows.
“I’m done,” Scootaloo trotted out with Sweetie and woke AB who followed them.
“Is he done?” AB asked.
“No,” Sweetie said.
“Alright alright,” Discord said as he followed them out.
“So what do we do next?” Scootaloo asked.
“Next, the jacuzzi,” Discord said.
“Jacuzzi!?” The three happily said looking forward to a chance to unwind.
They stood there in shock at the fact that the jacuzzi was a literal lava pit.
“What the? How are we going to swim in that?!” Sweetie asked.
“I wanna relax, not melt!” Scootaloo exclaimed.
“Chaos beings like us are immune to lava, don’t worry,” Discord said.
“Ah still don’t wanna get in,” AB said.
“Suit yourself,” Discord said before something snuck up on them, took a deep breath and made a loud trumpet noise.
“DA!” The Elephant said at the end.
“AAAAAAAHHH!” The three jumped into the air and splashed down in the lava pool.
They came out flailing.
“HELP HELP! I’M MELTING!” Scootaloo screamed.
“I’m too young to die!” Sweetie cried.
“NOOOOO!” AB wailed.
“Girls girls girls! It is fine,” The Elephant said.
“Huh?...” The three paused their freakout and saw the lava was actually like a hot tub, not liquid death…
“##LOL” A robot with a phone head chortled.
“Mah words exactly,” AJ said.
“AJ?!” AB exclaimed.
“Nah, just look like her, ah take the form an mannerisms of loved ones of whoever's around me,” She said.
“Oh…” AB knew AJ wouldn’t be here anyways.
“Question mark, horse emoji?” The robot pointed at them while relaxing in the pool.
“Their newcomers,” Discord shrugged.
“LOLheart emoji,” He said.
“What is he saying?” Sweetie asked.
“Just his way of speaking,” an eldritch monster said.
“AAAH!” Sweetie jumped as he hadn’t been there before.
“Yep!” she turned again and saw an anglerfish with legs.
“AAAAAAH!” Sweetie jumped back.
“Yep yep yep,” He asked.
“Indeed, they’ll need a ceremony before they can be comfortable here,” Discord sat down in the pool.
“What is this ceremony?” Scootaloo asked.
“We’re not allowed to talk about it, but it’s hard,” The eldritch creature said.
“Yep yep,” The anglerfish said.
“Sad face,” The robot said.
“I’m a little worried, can’t we just leave?” Scootaloo asked.
“No, once more it’s mandatory, trust me afterward you three will find it enlightening,” Discord said.
“I hope it’s nothing grueling,” Scoots said as she laid back against the wall.
“Hey, little space here?” Bill's voice came from behind her.
“AGH! Stop doing that!” Scootaloo demanded.
“Ah keep your horn on, look I’ll tell you this much, it’s a test of whether you three have the mettle to be chaos beings,” Bill said “I remember when I took it before I destroyed my home dimension, that guy is almost impossible to-” Bill was shushed.
“Remember! He’s always listening,” Discord warned.
“Oh yeah,” Bill nervously glanced around.
“So… this Chief D guy… what makes him so powerful? What’s his story?” Sweetie asked.
“Good question, nobody knows,” Bill said as he poured a martini into his hat and then shook it up before pouring it into his mouth which appeared on his forehead.
“And this guy is some kind of leader?” AB asked.
“Da, he made this haven for chaos users to come and unwind after long hard days of committing chaos, be it for good, bad, or self-gain,” The Elephant said.
“Tricksters everywhere respect and revere as well as fear him,” The morphing lady who now resembles RD said.
“Wow… Even Discord?” Scootaloo asked.
“Yep, he also single-handedly keeps the atrophy away,” Discord said.
“Atrophy?” AB asked.
“Chaos magic residue, so many chaos users in one place could destroy a dimension, but he keeps everything together,” Discord said.
“Wow… this guy sounds really strong,” Sweetie said.
“One of the strongest,” Bill said “Even the AXOLOTL looks up to him,” Bill said.
“One of? Is there anyone stronger?” Scootaloo asked.
“....” They all glanced at eachother unsurely “We’re not sure, but it’s a sore subject for him, and I like existing,” The morphing lady said now looking like Rarity said.
“Da, best to not poke dat bear,” The Elephant pointed over to a bear in another jacuzzi relaxing with the Kool-aid-man.
“Ooooh yeah,” Kool-aid-man said as he relaxed.
“Weird,” Scootaloo said.
Next Discord was leading them through a series of paradoxical stairways and slides along the walls and ceilings.
“How does anypony or thing find their way through all this?” Scootaloo said feeling turned around.
“Simple, we’re chaos beings, this stuff is like second nature to us,” Discord said as he stopped and then fell down and gravity suddenly reversed as the other three fell as well.
“WHOA!” They shouted as they landed in midair and then gravity changed again and they were flung into a tunnel.
“AAAAHHH!” The three cried.
“Oh do calm, this is fun!” Discord said.
“Yeah right!” Scootaloo said before they were deposited in a bouncy house with several other creatures.
A clown, a shark, a pogo stick and several Oompa Loompa’s.
“What are those?” Sweetie asked.
“Oompa Loompa’s, they come here for vacations,” Discord said.
“Are they chaos beings too?” AB asked.
“No but they have Willy Wonka’s permission, and trust me, that carries some weight here, he provides a hundred percent of the sweets,” Discord said.
“Wow…” Scootaloo said before Discord began bouncing.
“C’mon!” Discord laughed as he bounced into the air and the shark ate him.
“DISCORD!” Sweetie cried.
“Over here!” they turned and saw him on the pogostick.
“This place gives me a headache,” Scootaloo said before they started bouncing as well.
After a half an hour of bouncing they went down another tunnel.
“Can’t you teleport us?!” Sweetie cried.
“Sure! But it’s not as fun!” Discord laughed as they were plopped down in a candyland.
“Huh?” They all said and they saw a bunch of dolls having a tea party.
“Hi, Discord!” They waved.
“Hi, girls! Say, know when the Ceremony is? My watch is behind,” Discord said showing his watch.
“16:88” They said in unison.
“Ok thanks!” Discord waved.
“Can we leave? Those dolls give me the creeps,” AB said.
“Sure sure,” Discord said as they left.
“So… 16:88? What’s with the weird time?” Scootaloo asked.
“Chaos time is quite random,” Discord said.
“When is that in pony time?” Scootaloo asked.
“That’s half past… two minutes,” Discord said.
“...TWO MINUTES!?” They exclaimed having hoped they’d have more time to prep.
“Sorry, guess time got away from us,” Discord said as a clock flew by them along with BMO and a turret from Portal.
“HELP!” The turret cried as they rounded a corner.
“What do we do? How do we prep?” AB asked.
“No need we’re here,” Discord said as they arrived in a room filled with candles and a bunch of seated chaos beings.
“Ulp…” The three gulped.
“Alright, let the festivities begin,” Discord waved at them and then went to his seat and took a dollar from Bart.
“I’m betting a buck on the shadow pony with the bow,” Bart said.
Another dollar came forth, this one from Demongo “I’m betting on the one with the white outline, I’d bet her essence will-”
“Not giving you her essence,” Discord said
“Mmmhhhh…” Demongo sighed.
“Do you take crypto?” Bill asked.
“Little overplayed Bill,” Discord said as he watched the three standing on the altar.
“Uuhh… what do we do?” AB asked nervously.
COME…
“Huh?!” The three yelped hearing a powerful voice that came from everywhere and nowhere and inside their heads, they knew automatically who said it.
They turned to see amidst the candles, Chief D.
His glower left them feeling like the weight of the world was on their shoulders.
“Well girls?...” Scootaloo looked to her fellow chaos-touched ponies.
“Let’s do this,” AB said.
“I’m right behind you,” Sweetie said.
And the three approached him, and they stood before him looking quite nervous.
YOU THREE DARE TO ENTER WHERE THE GODS OF CHAOS TREAD?
“Y-yeah?...” The three shivered.
PROVE YOUR WORTH AS ACOLYTES OF CHAOS.
“I-I mean, we only came here because we were curious, we didn’t actually want to become-”
WHAT YOU WANT AND WILL GET ARE NOW SEPARATE ISSUES, ONE OF WHICH I DEEM, IGNORED.
“H-hey now we-” Scootaloo began but Sweetie shook her head and she quieted down.
PROVE YOUR WORTH!
“How?” AB asked.
MAKE ME LAUGH…
“.............What?” The three asked.
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<p>What does Discord do to pass the time? Where is he when he's not in focus of the show? The CMC intends to find out!</p><p>The problem is, are they ready to find out? Because the truth may be crazier than any of their theories.</p><p>[introducing a long-held idea I've had, trust me, you won't want to miss chapter two]</p><p>[Art by Unfiltered]</p>
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“Making you laugh? That’s it? Oook,” Scootaloo said as she approached and she proceeded to tell a joke.
“What do you call a three-humped camel?” Scootaloo asked.
WHAT?
“Pregnant!” Scootaloo said with a laugh… only to stop when he didn’t crack a smile “You're not laughing,” Scootaloo said.
I’VE HEARD IT BEFORE…
“What? Where!?” Scootaloo said.
FAILED, YOU GET THIRTEEN MORE TRIES
“Thirteen?... what happens when we-” Sweetie asked before suddenly the crushing presence enveloped them again and Chief D glowered.
MAKE. ME. LAUGH!
“Ok ok!” Sweetie said as she cleared her throat and approached “I have a funny song that always makes others laugh, here we go,” Sweetie said before she went on to sing “IIIII looooove… to watch my sister dance! She dances so bad, I think she’s looking to dance like a drunk dad! Hoo hoo she never will-” Sweetie sang in an almost off-key tone.
STOP STOP… THAT’S TERRIBLE.
“Huh?” Sweetie said offendedly.
TWELVE LEFT.
“...Not my fault, I’m not used to singing as a grownup, let’s try again,” Sweetie prepared again but AB stopped her.
“Let’s not waste anymore tries on tryin,” AB said before she took her turn.
“Come on choke choke choke chooagh!” Bart chanted before Discord began strangling him “Don’t jinx them! I’d rather not have to explain to their sisters why they were smighted!” Discord said.
“A-alright, next up is me and ah also have a song, it’s a silly country song so hold on to yer suspenders, Scoots get over here!” AB said before she started doing a square dance with Scootaloo.
“Whoooaaa!” Scootaloo cried.
“Ah’ve been down on tha farm buckin some trees, when an apple fell on me and ah said ‘hey!’ next thing ya know they all started dancing all around as far as ah could see! Ah said hey der-”
ELEVEN…
“Aw come on!” AB said.
“This guys a tough crowd,” Scoots said.
“Alright, yer turn,” AB said.
“Um, ok, how many lightbulbs does it take to change a lightbulb?” Scoots asked.
HOW MANY?
“None, it goes screw itself…. In!” Scootaloo laughed at that.
TEN
“Are you serious?!” Scootaloo sighed.
“We gotta try together, or else somethin bad’ll happen!” AB said nervously.
“Alright, get ready to be in stitches,” Scootaloo said before they performed a dance routine together.
HM?
In the middle of the routine, they would kick eachother and make faces before they finished with an overhead pose… which Sweetie missed and hit the ground.
“OW!” Sweetie said.
“Sweetie you messed up!” Scootaloo said.
“I’m not used to being an adult!” Sweetie said.
NINE LEFT, YOU ARE TRYING MY PATIENCE MORE THAN MY HUMOR…
“This guy has no taste!” Scootaloo said.
“What’ll we do?” Sweetie asked.
“Be as silly as possible,” AB said with determination.
Discord was facepalming as they were down to three.
“Give us a break! What kind of humor do you even like?!” Scootaloo demanded.
MAKE ME LAUGH
“Ok, we need to go serious mode here, we’ll injure ourselves, maybe he likes slapstick,” Sweetie said.
“Who doesn’t?” Scootaloo said before they jumped onto eachother and did a stacked up tap dance.
“Man you two are heavy!” AB said at the bottom as she tried to stay balanced.
“Shut up!” Scootaloo said.
And then the three proceeded to flip off eachother and land on the ground with a ‘oof!’
“Ow… tada?” Scootaloo asked.
….TWO LEFT
“You can’t be serious,” Scootaloo sighed.
“Please sir, can’t we have a few more tries?” Sweetie asked.
NO
“Alright, take two…” Scootaloo said before they whispered to eachother and then proceeded to do a comedy sketch where one pretended to be the mailmare and another pretended to be a dog chasing them.
….YOU HAVE ONE CHANCE LEFT, FAIL ONCE MORE I WILL ERASE YOU THREE POST HASTE.
“Y-you can't kill us simply because we didn't entertain you, that’s horrible!” Sweetie said.
“You’ve got no sense of humor! I even slipped on an icecube and you didn’t even chuckle” Scootaloo said.
“Ah agree, what does it take to make you laugh?” AB asked.
I CAN DO SO NOW IF YOU CONTINUE TO TRY MY PATIENCE! MAKE ME LAUGH!
The three felt his overwhelming power and shuddered.
“Come on girls… what can you do to survive?” Discord said.
“I-I don’t know!” Scootaloo began to tear up a little.
“We’ve done everything we can think of!” AB said.
“Please! I wanna go home! We never wanted to be chaos creatures” Sweetie said.
MAKE ME LAUGH OR DIE!
“This is all your fault Apple Bloom!” Scootaloo said.
“What?!” AB said offendedly.
“You had to be so curious about what Discord was doing! We should have known to leave well enough alone when it comes to him,” Scootaloo said.
“Wait a minute ah remember you bein on board with this too!” AB said.
“You talked me into it!” Scootaloo said.
“Girls!” Sweetie cried.
“AH DIDN’T THINK THIS WOULD HAPPEN!” AB said.
“Well it did, how are we getting out of this!?” Scootaloo demanded.
“Ah don’t know!” AB said,
“We’re going to die, all of us and all because we had to stick our noses where they didn’t belong! Like we always do!” Scootaloo said crying.
“AAAH!” AB tackled Scootaloo and the two struggled on the floor while Sweetie took cover on the floor
“Told ya they’d choke,” Bart said.
“Hmmph,” Demongo rolled his eyes.
…..
“GET OFFA ME!” Scootaloo yelled.
“NOT UNTIL AH-” Suddenly they rolled back… and Sweeties horn jabbed AB right in her cutie mark.
“YOW!” AB jumped into the air and landed on Scootaloo.
“OOOFF!” Scootaloo bucked out from the pain and accidentally kicked Sweetie in the face and they all rolled onto the ground and groaned.
………SNK…
“Huh?” They all glanced up at Chief D who had a smile.
SUCH ANIMOSITY BETWEEN FRIENDS AND A TRIPLE KNOCKOUT? I’LL SAFELY SAY YOU BROUGHT A SMILE TO MY FACE.
“....Is he a sadist?...” Scootaloo asked genuinely worried.
NOT AT ALL, BUT THAT ACCIDENTAL TRIPLE K.O WAS PLEASING TO WATCH, I DECLARE THIS INITIATION UNDERWAY.
Every creature clapped and cheered.
“We… we did it!” Sweetie cheered.
“Ah.. guess we did,” AB said with a sigh of relief.
“And here I thought this guy was humorless…” Scootaloo said.
“So we’re not dying today!” Sweetie said as they all got up.
I WAS NEVER GOING TO ACTUALLY KILL YOU THREE.
“....What?” They asked.
IT WAS ALL A TEST TO SEE HOW FAR YOUR RESOLUTION AND PENCHANT FOR CHAOS WERE AND WHILE YOU BRIEFLY GAVE UP I SEE THE POTENTIAL CHAOS YOU CAN CREATE.
“....So you were kidding, to test our mettle….” Sweetie said honestly restraining herself from hitting the all-powerful being for scaring them so thoroughly.
AND TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION IT WOULD HAVE MADE ME LAUGH IF YOU BLEW A GALAXY AWAY WITH A GIANT WOOPIE CUSHION LIKE BILL DID.
“Ooook he is kinda sadistic…” Scootaloo said wanting to leave.
“Like wow! They pulled it off!” UI Shaggy and Scooby cheered and everycreature followed suit and they proceeded to leave the area to get back to the other festivities.
“Still didn’t beat my record!” Genie from Aladdin said on his way out.
“Someone will someday,” Discord said before walking up to them “Alright, you’ve done it, now prepare yourselves,” Discord said.
“To go home?” Sweetie asked.
“No, for the initiation,” Discord said getting behind a bunch of sentient sandbags that weren’t there before.
“What do you-”
HACK… PTEW!
Chief D spat on all three of their faces, right on their forehead.
“Eww! Why did you-” Sweetie complained before their eyes widened.
Suddenly it was as though they had fallen away from reality and everything became nothing, and nothing became everything…
Information, power, and strength it filled them like a tidal wave of never-ending sensation.
Above it all they felt a form of enlightenment that transcended their mortal understanding.
Their limbs grew longer, their wings bloomed bigger their horns became longer, their manes grew bigger as well, their shadowy bodies became darker than black and their eyes regained pupils and irises but they were now golden yellow.
With a shout, the three unleashed a burst of chaos magic around them.
As they stood there staring off into space they eventually shook their heads and looked down at themselves.
“Well girls? How do you feel?” Discord asked.
“....Like all powerful beings,” Apple Bloom said.
“I feel… no know I can do anything now,” Sweetie said.
“This is awesome!” Scootaloo said.
Discord gave a happy smile and wrapped the three in a hug.
“Alright! Welcome to the Chaos Club!” Discord said.
“YEAH!” The three mares cheered.
As the three made their way towards the exit they were doing various chaotic things to test their new abilities.
AB was conjuring apples of different colors.
Scootaloo was somehow walking alongside the group now upsidedown, yet she seemed to be walking on a surface.
And Sweetie Belle was braiding her own mane, using her own mane.
Not to mention the three were trotting around the danger tiles with ease now.
“Well girls, how did you enjoy your stay? Discord asked as Scootaloo hopped down.
“We loved it,” Scootaloo said.
“Ah can’t wait ta show off mah new powers to AJ,” Apple Bloom said.
“And I can sing in any tone I want now! Watch!” Sweetie sang a melody but altered her pitch at will “I can finally go on to be a singer!” Sweetie said.
“Alright, you girls get on home then, and if they ask, you insisted this happen, the last thing I want is Fluttershy mad at me,” Discord said.
“Right, we’ll do that, well see ya!” the three walked out the door which opened in the wall and they left.
“.....” Discord turned and walked back to the bar and sat down beside Bill, The Elephant, and Prismo.
“So…. how the experiment turn out,” Bill asked sipping a martini.
“...Without a hitch!” Discord laughed.
“I feel bad those three will never live normal lives again,” Prismo said.
“They’ve come to accept that ever since their initiation, and besides, now that I know Chief D is willing to let some newcomers in to expand the chaos populace a little and is willing to perform an initiation with mortals now, its time… to initiate, plan chaotic friends,” Discord said pulling a list out of his ear and flipping it down and on this list, were names.
List of chaos friends:
Initial run:
Apple Bloom X
Scootaloo X
Sweetie Belle X
Intended targets:
Twilight Sparkle
Rainbow Dash
Applejack
Pinkie Pie
Rarity
Spike
Big Mac
And especially Fluttershy
“Da, and then they will be your friends in chaos, and you can finally marry Fluttershy,” The Elephant said as he drank his wine with his trunk.
“Exactly!... Though I wonder of the ramifications of this, I do hope they accept this like the CMC has,” Discord said.
“Ah don’t lose your will now Discord, messing with mortals is what we do,” Bill said.
“...Indeed,” Discord said getting up and stretching out “Welp, gotta get moving, operation Chaotic Friends isn’t going to implement itself,” Discord said as he walked off to the exit.
“Lookin forward to it!” Bill waved him off.
Discord made his way outside and onto the motorcycle and he put the helmet on before driving off.
To do as Twilight does.
And make friends…
FIN
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dart157
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562373
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Nightmare Moon,Alternate Universe,Sad,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Limelight
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Nightmare Moon grapples with living in the limelight.
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<p>For over a millennia, Nightmare Moon has always wanted to have attention. She was never satisfied with how the ponies frolicked in the day, yet slept through her night. She desired their love, their undying attention, their respect, and their servitude to none other than herself.</p><p>When she got it...she quickly learned how much of a chore it was to live in the limelight, the universal dream.</p>
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everyone
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2024-07-27T02:42:09+00:00
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2024-07-27T02:42:08+00:00
| 146 |
Nightmare Moon sank into her plush throne, letting out a soft sigh as she settled comfortably on the cushion. The cool moonlight streamed in from the windows, casting a soft glow against the purples and blues of the throne room, and shining a bit of light on the Princess. Since she had returned, she had made refurbishing Canterlot castle a priority; changing out the lights, repainting the walls, and re-carpeting the hallways. She wanted to live somewhere that fit her best.
As she opened her eyes, Nightmare Moon looked out upon the throne room, which was completely empty save for a few armor-clad guards and an advisor. Narrowing her eyes, she gave the signal to a guard standing by the doorway, to which the guard acknowledged, opening the door quickly. As soon as both doors were open, hundreds of ponies rushed into the large room, standing and talking, filling the once peaceful room with a cacophony of speech and noise.
Angrily, Nightmare Moon stood to her hooves, glaring down at every little pony in that room. When that didn’t work, she prepared her magic and shouted loudly, her voice echoing across the throne room.
“ALL OF YOU, SILENCE!” she yelled, causing the entire room to fall into deafening silence. The ponies then nodded and bowed respectfully, bringing a smile to Nightmare Moon’s usually downturned lips. The respect between the populace and the Princess was mutual, especially after the various laws and statutes enacted under her rule.
“Thank you, my subjects,” Nightmare Moon said, calmer this time. “Welcome to the 285th Night Court,” she began, speaking authoritatively. “I know there are a lot of you, as always, so line up in an orderly fashion.” *she added, her voice turning to her normal stern tone at the end. As the ponies moved into a line, she chuckled at their obedience, but was internally dreading the night ahead.
Nightmare Moon’s ruling life had two true consistencies. The moon was always high in the sky, and there was never a shortage of things ponies had to say about her and her rule. Her night was the same, all the time. Ironically, she disliked the attention she got. It was true that she wanted more attention in the beginning, but after she took over upon her return she found that the attention was more than she bargained for. Every pony always had something to say, a formality to give, a bow to display, and a kiss to press onto her armored hoof, something she flat out disliked, but never objected to, as it was considered ‘customary’.
She longed to teleport to her bedroom, where she could throw off the itchy, uncomfortable armor and be herself. Every night, she yearned for the sweet release of sleep, the wonderful dreamscape, and the comfort of laying on her bed, free from the constraint of armor and regalia, and free from her ruling duties, but alas, she had a job to do.
Looking to the moon, she let a small tear fall from her eyes as she noticed Celestia’s head in the moon, a constant thing that battered her mind each and every day. What she did was awful; Celestia didn’t deserve that, she loved her sister, but Nightmare Moon was too blinded in her thirst for revenge. And so, she had to deal with the consequences.
Turning back to the crowd, she sank back into her throne as the first pony came up. Her slitted eyes watched as the young earth pony colt bowed deeply, and she internally cringed. Foals did not have to bow to her, yet she did not correct him. Behind him stood ten other fillies and colts, and what seemed to be a school teacher chaperoning them.
“Your Highness,” he started. “I come from Trottingham, and us students would like to request an increase in the budgeting for schools,” the colt said softly. A couple fillies joined him, bowing low. “Our playgrounds are deteriorating, and we’re missing learning materials!” A small filly holds up a box of broken pencils and crayons, further accentuating the point. The teacher finally comes up and explains the situation. “We don’t have enough money from the city, so we came to you for help. Please, Your Highness…” she pleaded, bowing low.
Nightmare Moon sighed and nodded, looking down at the foals and their teacher, smiling softly. She gestured to her advisor to write down their request, and then turned . “Your request is most admirable, my little ponies. I shall see to it immediately,” she responded, ruffling the mane of the first colt, which brought a gentle blush to his face. These kinds of interactions were the ones Nightmare Moon lived for, the only good that really came from living in the limelight that was being Princess of Equestria.
The foals cheered excitedly and left with their teacher, all of them bowing low as they left. Behind them stood a long line of dignitaries, and Nightmare Moon groaned low, resting in her throne once again as they began to drone on about taxes, prices, stocks, and government positions. One even begged for a land grant to build his own castle, to which Nightmare Moon dismissed with an icy glare.
By the end of the Night Court, Nightmare Moon had seen no less than three thousand ponies, and spent twelve hours on the throne. As the last pony left, she took a look around and closed the doors herself, her magic easily doing the work. Standing up, she felt her flanks burning from sitting there all night long, and as she arched her back multiple soft pops were heard from her spine.
Groaning, she walked off the throne, instructing the guards to keep the place well secured, and she gestured to her advisor to follow behind. The advisor, a batpony simply known as Regolith, picked up the scroll of requests in a wing and followed behind the Princess, his legs moving quickly to keep up with her.
“That was quite successful, Your Highness!” Regolith said with a smile on his face, his little fangs poking out from the sides of his muzzle. He showed her the list of things that he had written down, and smiled up at Nightmare Moon.
Nightmare Moon chuckled, but her expression slowly faded. “Yes, I suppose you could say it was successful…” she groaned, rolling her eyes as they turned the corner.
Noticing her look, Regolith frowned. “Why the long look? Many glaring issues were revealed!” he spoke, looking up at Nightmare Moon with a neutral expression.
“I do not know, Advisor, but it’s been hard…all these ponies enter my throne room and complain. Then they bow down, shower me with gifts, and inundate me with their foolish requests!” Nightmare Moon spat, looking down at Regolith. “Then, they have the audacity to kiss my hooves and beg me to marry them!”
Regolith silently listened, nodding his head at her points and gently rubbing his neck sheepishly. “I suppose you have a point…”
Nightmare Moon scoffed. “I absolutely despise it when random ponies kiss me, but what am I to tell them? That they cannot?” she groaned. “There are zealots in my castle, they would see it as extremely disrespectful if I denied them!”
Walking in silence for a few more moments, Nightmare Moon turned back to Regolith. “I just don’t know anymore, Advisor…if ruling a nation is this awful, I don’t want to do it anymore. Combined with my foolish actions with Celestia, it is just too much to bear,” she sighed, opening the doors to her quarters.
“Sit down on that couch. I will return in a moment,” Nightmare Moon declared, walking into the bathroom, presumably to change into a robe. Regolith complied, sitting comfortably on the plush couch.
Soon, Nightmare Moon returned in a fluffy purple robe, laying on the bed. She stretched out slightly, attempting to crack her back a bit more. With no success, she grumbled and turned back to Regolith.
“When I was younger, about a millennia ago, I believed that the populace did not love me, and did not love my night. I grew resentful, and decided to fight my sister,” Nightmare Moon explained to Regolith. “I lost, yet I returned a thousand years later to secure my revenge, which I did.”
Sighing, Nightmare Moon got out of bed and walked to the window, staring out at Celestia’s face on the moon, sniffling a little. “That revenge wasn’t worth it…not one bit,” she whimpered. “And so I tried to make Equestria better. I spent moons thinking of ways to improve the land, starting with Night Courts, so that when Celestia returned we could live together in peace again.”
Regolith nodded, walking over to Nightmare Moon’s side. “But you dislike Night Court…right?” he asked sweetly.
Nightmare Moon nodded, letting a wing gently caress Regolith’s back, eliciting a soft sigh from the stallion. “Yes…I hate it, but it is what I must do in order to keep the ponies happy. I hate living in the limelight…the universal dream,” she said, a small tear falling from her cheek. “I want to go back to how it was, and live a quiet ruling life again,” she added.
Nightmare Moon left Regolith beside the window, walking back to her bed and laying down on it. She laid in silence for a few moments, letting her chest rise and fall with each breath she took. “I need a break from my position,” she groaned. “Organize a council of leaders to take over in my absence, only the best may rule.”
Regolith was shocked. “Y-your Highness, what about corruption?” he asked, his voice sounding panicked.
“I did not think of that…” Nightmare Moon sighed, groaning as her head hit the pillow. “For now, just lower the amount of ponies that can attend Night Court to one thousand, maximum,” she declared, looking Regolith straight in the eyes.
The advisor saluted. “Yes, Your Highness, that will be arranged. Goodnight,” he said, bowing low and soon exiting her quarters, leaving Nightmare Moon alone on her bed.
She stripped off the robe and lay naked, letting the cool night air that flowed in from the open window grace across her thick fur, soothing her mood and her mind. Nightmare Moon gently rubbed her eyes and pulled the covers tightly over her, hoping for a good night’s sleep. Her only true escape from the monotony of ruling, she tried to push back the dread of the next night’s Court session, focusing on her sleep.
At least in the dream realm, she was never to be caught in the camera eye.
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David Silver
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562374
| 1 |
Original Character,Sweetie Belle,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Small Starts
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Sweetie Belle wants to show she's a real wizard! Real wizards have familiars, the book said so, and thus it must be true. She begins the ritual to call a spirit into being to serve her and help her magic grow.
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complete
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<p>Sweetie Belle wants to show she's a real wizard! Real wizards have familiars, the book said so, and thus it must be true. She begins the ritual to call a spirit into being to serve her and help her magic grow.</p><p>Done entirely randomly for nobody but myself.</p>
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teen
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2024-07-27T02:46:18+00:00
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2024-07-27T14:25:32+00:00
| 973 |
Sweetie Belle worked her hooves in slow circles as she looked over her intricate magical circle. It had taken most of the afternoon, but at last it was complete. Her nose tingled with the strange smell of fresh ink. She grinned to herself as she took a few steps back to admire her work. "Finally." She nodded at it with satisfaction. "Time to make myself a true wizard!"
She trotted over to a nearby table and leafed through the thick book, glancing over the large words and intricate diagrams. "Now, to turn myself into a real wizard! Let's see..." She stopped on a page and scanned over it with rapid flicks of her eyes. "All true wizards have a familiar, and to call one, you need one of those." She pointed to her recently completed inkwork.
"A real wizard has to create her own; there's no borrowing from your friends." She hummed softly to herself as she mixed various ingredients in a cup, following the recipe precisely. When the ingredients were properly combined, she walked back over to the circle and dipped a hoof into the mixture.
She started writing a new part onto the circle, moving carefully so as not to make any mistakes. Soon, it was complete.
"There! I'm all set now." She put the bowl aside. "Everything's right!" Her voice squeaked as she checked the sky, giggling with excitement. "All I have to do is conjure a passing magical spirit to be my familiar!"
Sweetie Belle looked down at the circle and took a deep breath, clearing her thoughts. Her horn began to glow with magical power, which rippled around her in a delicate manner. "Familiar, I call on you! By the power of a wizard, you cannot ignore my plea. Come forth! Be bound by my hoof and my horn!"
Her beacon went out in a powerful wave that penetrated the folds of what was there and not, reaching even beyond the reach of Equestria, to worlds far removed from her own. In that moment, she sealed her fate.
There was a brief sparkle in the air, like silver stars tumbling in an inky night sky. It grew in size, widening and expanding until it reached twice the height of a grown mare. Sweetie Belle gaped at it with her hooves shivering, wanting to clap but not quite getting her arms to react properly.
With a dramatic whoosh, the light flickered out and Sweetie was left staring at a green-colored, blue-haired creature standing in the circle. It was female with four legs, a pair of long, furry ears, and two long tails covered in fur.
"Uhm, hello." She smiled awkwardly. "I'm Sweetie Belle. Do you have a name?"
The fox-like creature stared at her for a moment, blinked twice, and then fainted.
It had been in the process of dying, its soul wrenched free of its mortal body. Unfortunately for it, that meant its soul wasn't tied down, and it went where the beacon drew it. What should have been the end of its life was the start of something new.
Sweetie Belle gathered the limp form of her new familiar. "I'm not certain that's the way that's supposed to work. I should check the book again." She considered her options and decided she would find somewhere for her new familiar to rest until it woke up. "Maybe she'll tell me what's wrong when she wakes up," Sweetie said as she left the circle, carrying her familiar out of sight.
She set her new familiar down on a soft cushion. "You're kinda cute." She smiled at the fox-like creature, reaching to brush one of its two tails. "Also a little odd, but still cute. Maybe we can be friends, once you wake up. Or maybe you can teach me about magic. Either way, I'm sure we can get along." She continued stroking the furry appendage, smiling softly.
"Mmm." The fox cracked one eye open, just the jump back. "A horse!" The statement came out in a squeak from the fox, both tails lashing in fright.
Sweetie smiled gently. "I'm a pony, actually. A unicorn, to be more specific. And you're a..." She tilted her head. "I'm not certain what species you are."
"Oh... okay." The creature blinked slowly. "My name is Cindy. Of all my problems, I guess it doesn't matter if you know it." She sat up, then tried to stand up, just to fall back to all fours with a soft paff. That was when she began to examine her paws. "I didn't have these before? Did I really die?"
"Dead? Oh no, you're very much alive." Sweetie waved a hoof in the air. "But yes, I did summon you from somewhere else."
"Really?" She looked around. "I think you're my afterlife, and I'm really not sure how to think about that." She turned back to Sweetie. "Hello, um. Nice to meet you?"
Sweetie's face brightened. "So you aren't mad at me for dragging you into a different world? I've heard some of the other students at school complain about spirits getting upset when they're summoned by ponies."
Cindy wrinkled her snout. "If you knew that, why did you do it anyway? That's a bit rude. But, no. I was about—" She took a shuddering gasp. "I was dead, very dead. I could see it coming. Now I'm not dead. I can't get it in me to be mad at the thing that made me not dead, even if I have paws now?" She lifted one of those paws. "I used to have hands."
"Oh, um." Sweetie averted her eyes. "Sorry, I didn't think about that part. The book I was following just said I had to summon a magical spirit to act as my familiar. It didn't say I had to bring them over from another world."
Cindy inclined her head at Sweetie. "Oddest thing. I feel like I should be really mad at you, but I'm not." She pressed a paw against Sweetie's nose. "I think being your familiar is warping my judgment a little. You better not take advantage of that, little wizard."
Sweetie made a face and swatted Cindy's paw away. "Stop it. I'm not a little wizard. I'm just... well, a little unicorn."
"As you say." Cindy stood and began to pace the room, taking in its features. "But I feel certain. You are a wizard. A little one. An untrained wizard that poked her nose into things she shouldn't have, and got lucky." She sniffed at the air. "By the way, I smell bacon."
Sweetie grinned. "That's great! That means we can be friends."
Cindy scratched an ear with a hind leg. "Friends, sure, but bacon. I seriously smell it. Do ponies eat bacon? I'm legit surprised right now. Take me to your bacon. Appease your familiar!"
Sweetie pointed to the ground firmly. "Sit!" Cindy sat with a loud thump from how quickly she did so. "I don't want to be mean, but you're my familiar, not the other way around. You have to do what I ask. And stop demanding bacon. You're making me hungry, too."
Cindy covered her face with her paws. "I cannot. I have a bacon problem. Bacon is delicious. Help."
Sweetie giggled at the problem. "Are summoned familiars made hungry?" She gathered up her summoned fox familiar gently. "Let's go see what's ready for us. I smell it too now that I'm thinking about it."
They entered the kitchen, where the scent of frying meat filled the air.
"Breakfast." Cindy was nearly drooling at this point, panting softly. "Lunch. Dinner. What time is it?" She saw a window. "Evening. Dinner, yes." She seemed to calm with being sure of that. "But why do I smell bacon? Are you just normally cooking it?"
Sweetie giggled, carrying her familiar over to a pot of tea. "We'll start with tea and see how that goes."
Cindy blinked as Sweetie poured tea with her magic. "I'm hungry, not thirsty. Why aren't we enjoying that bacon? Also, seriously, ponies eat bacon? Please explain this miracle."
"That." Sweetie pushed a cup towards Cindy. "Is Hay Bacon. I bet Rarity made some."
Cindy whined softly. "Hay? As in the stuff horses eat? What?" She sniffed at the aroma coming off the cup. She took a sip of it and sighed. "Mmm, not bad. Still hungry though, oh powerful little wizard."
"Hey, you don't need to call me that." Sweetie huffed softly. "You're making it sound like I'm a powerful magic user or something. That's just silly."
Cindy did not even glance at her as she continued to drink. "I'm not the one that just summoned life from a whole other world. That sounds like powerful wizardry to me, little wizard." She slapped a tail against the ground with a growing smile. "Little Wizard!"
"Oh, you just think you're so cute right now." Sweetie lifted her snout. "I had to look in the book for that spell."
"Cute?" Cindy raised a paw to her snout. "If you have a mirror, I can find out how cute I am. Am I?"
Sweetie reached to pet her familiar's head. "You're adorable. Now quit distracting me. Let's get you fed." She levitated a plate over to them, and onto it went a few pieces of Hay Bacon. Cindy was salivating as it hovered closer and closer. When it landed, she grabbed one with a paw and began chewing on it voraciously.
"Mmm!" Cindy let out a muffled moan. "It's so good! This is magic food!"
Sweetie giggles. "Only cooked with love, not magic. Rarity doesn't use fancy spells to cook food."
Cindy inhaled another strip of bacon. "It's the first I've had, so it's magic to me. What's a Rarity?"
"She's my sister." Sweetie pointed at where she imagined Rarity to be. "She's probably working on some clothes. That's what she does. She's a designer and a seamstress and she's great at her job. But she can get a little bossy sometimes."
"Bossy is bad?" Cindy took a sip of tea as she munched on the last strip of Hay Bacon.
"I wouldn't say it's bad." Sweetie patted her new familiar on the head. "Annoying, sometimes, but I love her. And now you can help me learn more magic. There's so much to see, and I want to learn all of it!"
Cindy watched with confusion. "I can try? But I'm at least as new to familiaring as you are to wizarding, sounds like. We're both going to have to learn together. Your fault for not summoning a better familiar. You got me instead." She pressed her paws together and closed her eyes. "And I am in the house of delicious bacon. This is an amazing afterlife."
"Are you still worried about that?" Sweetie floated the empty plate back to the sink.
"Not even a little." Cindy groomed herself with swipes of her paws. "This is a whole new life, and it's already looking interesting. Little wizard, I want to help you grow and master your craft."
Sweetie straightened up. "Yes, familiar! I accept you as my first magical ally, and promise to treat you well."
"Aww, that was cute. Thanks." Cindy gave Sweetie a smile. "And I am bound by magic to aid you as best I can, with all my heart and soul." She frowned and began to pace back and forth, eventually sitting on her haunches. "This body will take some getting used to. Seriously, got a mirror? I want to have a look at me."
Sweetie considered the request for a moment. "I suppose we can. I'll go get one. Wait here."
Cindy gave an exaggerated shrug. "Not like I have anywhere else to go right now." She sank into a seat, tails swaying eagerly. "Go swift, little wizard."
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David Silver
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562374
| 2 |
Original Character,Sweetie Belle,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Small Starts
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Sweetie Belle wants to show she's a real wizard! Real wizards have familiars, the book said so, and thus it must be true. She begins the ritual to call a spirit into being to serve her and help her magic grow.
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complete
| 105 | 9 |
<p>Sweetie Belle wants to show she's a real wizard! Real wizards have familiars, the book said so, and thus it must be true. She begins the ritual to call a spirit into being to serve her and help her magic grow.</p><p>Done entirely randomly for nobody but myself.</p>
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teen
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2024-08-01T13:24:44+00:00
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2024-08-01T13:24:43+00:00
| 231 |
Sweetie trotted down the road with a big smile. "Welcome to Ponyville! It's a great little town full of amazing ponies who are really friendly. There's also a dragon, but he's friendly too." She gestured at the surrounding town. "It's been home for most of my life. I've learned all sorts of things here, and made a lot of good friends."
Cindy nodded at her mistress' words. "Clearly a place that's important to you." She kept up easily at Sweetie's side, eyes on the ponies they were going past. "I think some of them are nervous about me. If I'm your familiar, why don't they look happy?"
"Don't worry about it, they're just being silly." Sweetie rubbed her head against Cindy's in a friendly manner. "Familiars are a sort of new thing for probably all of them, excluding me." She paused. "Considering, technically also me. But I like you." She pounced on Cindy in a hug without warning.
Cindy squeaked in surprise, but melted into it with a little smile, even returning the embrace. "You are a silly little kid. Now, my job is to push you ahead in your wizardry, so when do we get on that?"
"We'll see what Twilight has for us at the library. She's really smart and likes teaching people things." Sweetie paused. "Plus, she's a Princess. That's a kind of ruler."
"Where's the queen?" Cindy looked about as if some pompous pony queen would appear at any second. "That's her mother, right?"
"Oh, n-no, I didn't mean..." Sweetie stared off into space, formulating how to phrase it. "Ponies don't have queens, not anymore. Just princesses. Twilight is the princess of friendship."
Cindy was still a moment, then snickered. Even that wasn't enough, growing until a full laughing fit that was half a vulpine yipping howl. "A princess of friendship? Not of a particular place or something? Friendship? She makes sure taxes are paid on friendship, or follows friendship regulations maybe?"
Sweetie colored even as she swatted at Cindy. "Stop making fun of her! She worked really hard to be that, and she's really smart and nice too."
"Alright, alright." Cindy advanced past Sweetie, rubbing against her on the way. "Lead on, dear, oh." Her eyes fell on the distant crystal tower that jutted into the air. "I'm putting in my guess as to where a local royal may be living."
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything, girls," said Pinkie Pie as she came to a stop beside them, big grin plastered to her face. "I heard somepony welcoming to Ponyville! Oh, new creature!" She darted to Cindy, getting right up close and staring at her with wide eyes. "I don't know what you are, other than welcomed!" She threw her hooves wide. "Welcome to Ponyville! I'm Pinkie, local greeter and party pony. You're looking very cute and huggable."
"And I like hugs." Cindy fell into an embrace with the mare without hesitation. "I am Cindy, summoned familiar to Sweetie Belle." She pointed to her de facto owner. "I'm still getting used to that, but she's cute and I really want to see her become a super powerful wizard, so I'm here for it."
"I'm not really... uhm." Sweetie cleared her throat. "Actually, yes. That's kind of my thing now. I want to be a powerful wizard."
Pinkie nodded slowly. "I see." She stroked along her chin. "That means we have two reasons for a party. One to welcome a new member of our happy community, and the other to celebrate Sweetie finding a new purpose! Both a great reasons. Let's do both!"
Sweetie leaned back with eyes widening. "Wha—? We don't need to throw a party for every little thing, Pinkie. You know that."
"A party can never be too little!" Pinkie waved that objection away. "And parties are my thing. You don't have to worry. I'll tackle you when it's time, and I'll be sure not to do it during school, so don't even worry about it." She nodded several times. "You just do your studying with your new fluffy familiar and I'll throw you a big old party. Just as soon as I come up with a good theme. Both parties will be awesome, of course. But I need to bring them together."
She vanished in a cloud of pink smoke, away to get that done.
Cindy tilted her head and kept staring at the spot Pinkie Pie had been in. "Pinkie is special, right? Is she already a wizard? She got a familiar? It'd be nice to meet another." She flicked her tails with the thought. "We could be friends maybe?"
"Pinkie's not a wizard. She's just Pinkie." Sweetie smiled awkwardly. "I don't think we can keep her from throwing the party. Let's go meet Twilight before she comes rushing back."
The two trotted side by side up to the castle, arriving just as the door was opening. Spike emerged from within. "Oh, hey Sweetie." He waved at her before his expression shifted on seeing who was with her. "And you got a new strange pet?"
Sweetie huffed at that. "She's a familiar, not a pet. There's a difference."
"Yeah!" Cindy leaned in closer to Sweetie. "What exactly is that difference? Just so I know."
Sweetie shoved at her new familiar. "A pony and their familiar are bound together deep inside." She tapped at her chest. "With magic! You are a part of my magic now." She returned her attention to Spike. "Is Twilight in? I was hoping to read some magic books if that's alright."
"Books, sure." Spike turned back for the castle and poked his head inside. "Twilight? Sweetie wants to look at some magic books."
With a magical pop, Twilight was there, almost knocking Spike over as she threw open the door he had been leaning on. "Sweetie! I'm so happy to hear you—" She trailed off, eyes on Cindy. "You have a new friend?"
"Yeah, this is Cindy!" Sweetie bounced excitedly. "She's my familiar! Isn't that great?"
"Ah. I see." Twilight inclined her head a few inches. "Cindy, are you her familiar?"
Cindy sat up straight. "She just said that. Sweetie is my mistress, and I am her familiar. I am here to support her on the road to becoming a master wizard." She leaned in. "So, have anything that can help with that? I heard there were some good books about it."
Twilight turned back for the castle, not saying a word. She left the door open, and Sweetie happily trotted after her, Cindy at her side. Spike was in the process of closing the door, but backed up quickly to let them in.
Inside, Twilight walked towards one of her many libraries. "Sweetie, I say this as your friend and sometimes mentor, but how did you learn how to summon a familiar?" She paused by the door to the library. "It's a very complex spell, and has a considerable energy demand on top of that."
Sweetie waved at her familiar proudly. "And here she is. I just followed a different book and I did each and every step. I was careful, like you taught me." Her horn glowed with the promise of magic. "I think I performed quite well!"
"That's not the problem." Twilight approached her student. "We don't really know how familiars work, only that they do. They aren't your average magical entity, or even an animal with magical ability." She forced a smile for Cindy. "You seem nice enough. I don't mean to imply that you aren't. Hello, Cindy. As long as you come with friendship, you're welcome in this castle."
Cindy rested a paw on her chin. "Odd choice of words there, princess. But yes, I am very friendly."
Twilight entered the library, stopping at the center of it. "The fact that you succeeded does imply you've advanced past the foal I remember who could barely lift things with her magic." She paused, grabbing a book in her magic and laying it in front of Sweetie. "Pick that up, with your magic."
Sweetie blushed but complied. The thick book levitated from the ground, but it was trembling before she even got it up two inches. With a gasp, Sweetie's magic flickered out and the book plopped back down.
Cindy rushed ahead of Sweetie and up onto the book. She at on the tome with a glare at Twilight. "This book is heavy! You were setting her up to fail. So she needs to practice picking things up." She curled in a spin back to Sweetie. "Let's add that to your training. Master wizards can lift things right?" She reached out to tap at Sweetie's horn. "Using that built-in wand of yours."
Sweetie giggled at that. "Built-in wand? Don't call a unicorn's horn that." She stuck out her tongue at Cindy, eyes moving to Twilight. "But, like she said, I'll practice that. She'll help. She's like a coach."
"A familiar is more than a coach." Twilight hissed with breath. "When she's focused on the task, she will lend her magic to your efforts. She will whisper secrets of magic for you if you become good enough friends, or she decides to make use of you."
Cindy squeaked at that. "Hey, I'm not an evil familiar."
Twilight dared to place a hoof on Cindy's head. "Glad to hear it. You sound as if you aren't entirely sure how being a familiar works. Odd, being a familiar. You should just know these things."
"I don't think so." Cindy bit at Twilight's hoof, but without any real malice. "Can you tell me how you knew you were a princess? Did you know how to princess the moment you became one?"
Twilight colored at being called out. "N-no." She shrank back. "You have a mild point there. But a familiar is a magic construct."
"What's a princess?" Cindy had a smirk on her face, tails swaying behind her.
Twilight raised a hoof. "A princess is, um." She thought back to how she was made into one. "A, um, magical... construct." She flopped to the ground in defeat. "I guess we both need to learn more about being what we are."
Sweetie circled around the book, eyes running over the spines of the books on display. "There are so many of them. Which do you suggest I start with?"
Twilight lit up at the request for guidance. "You can pick whichever you want. This section is devoted to beginner's magic." She moved through the library, heading for one of the shelves in particular. "Over here is intermediate magic, and all the way over there is advanced magic. Not that I expect you to have a reason to go near those sections." She eyed Cindy in particular. "You got lucky, somehow, but I wouldn't rely on that happening reliably."
"Hey!" Sweetie lifted her snout. "If your doubt is another challenge, I'll take it! I'll become a great wizard just like you, so watch me!" She moved closer to the section Twilight was at, just to hit a wall of magical force.
Twilight pushed Sweetie with her horn glowing, nudging her back to the starting tomes. "Start here, kindly. With your familiar's help, you may just breeze past them, but do that before you move on."
Sweetie giggled. "You worry too much. It's not like I'm going to accidentally summon another entity from someplace far away."
Cindy scrambled onto Sweetie's back. "You better not. You already have all the summoned buddies you need, Little Wizard." She felt a wash of intense jealousy even as she battled it. "Let's focus on the start, like Twilight's suggesting. I'll do my best to help. I'm here to assist you in becoming a master wizard, and that starts with a strong foundation."
Twilight gaped at that. "Did she... did you really just say that?"
"Yes?" Cindy inclined her head at Twilight. "Was that an odd thing to say?"
Twilight grabbed the familiar in a hug. "I'm just so happy right now. Please, guide Sweetie responsibly, as you already seem to be doing." She released Cindy to the ground with a smile. "I don't know how she managed to call you, but you seem like a fine familiar."
Cindy folded her paws and averted her eyes. "Um, thank you? I'll try to do my best to that effect. So!" She twirled to Sweetie. "Grab a book! I want to see it. I want you to read it. Let's get this show on the road."
Sweetie floated a large tome out of the shelf and down to her front hooves. "There we go." She smiled at Twilight. "See? I can use magic. And my horn isn't even hurting." With pride, she flipped it open. "Magical Evocations for foals. How to create and mani, mano, manipulate! Manipulate energies." She nodded. "Sounds exciting. Let's start.
Twilight laughed nervously. "Try not to let any of that energy get to the other books. Cindy, please assist with that."
Cindy placed herself between the book and the others. "It should be safe now."
Sweetie started with a reading, tail flicking back and forth behind her as she took in each page carefully. A strange sensation ran from her horn to her mind, flowing in the opposite direction than when she used her magic. Her familiar was with her, supporting her even as she read. The words were coming more easily to her, which was an entirely new sensation. She didn't even know one could help somepony read, but it was happening to her.
"If you're tired, let me know." Cindy's voice intruded on her thoughts, despite not being heard by Twilight. "You're doing fine for your first day. Better than fine, but I want you to think you're doing well too. I'm with you." Cindy smiled with eagerly swaying tails. Her voice turned out loud, "I have a lovely wizard. She'll become a master wizard in no time."
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<p>A young griffonness has taken residence atop of the schoolhouse, keeping herself quite secluded from most everyone who attempts to interact with her. Few know why. Fewer know if she's doing okay there. But she has so far resisted any offers of help.</p><p>Gillian, after all, is determined to take care of herself.</p><p>An entry in the <a href="/group/217723/2024-non-pony-writing-contest" rel="nofollow">2024 Non-Pony Writing Contest</a>.</p><p>Featured by 7/27/2024</p>
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As had become her routine, Gillian awoke at roughly the crack of dawn.
Uncurling herself from her nest, the young griffoness proceeded to do a series of stretches, getting all of the kinks out of her limbs and grayish brown body. This was followed by some light grooming so to smooth out any furry patches that’d been ruffled in her sleep. Since a mirror wasn’t among the scant belongings in her nest, she did this mostly by sight for the parts she could easily bring into view and by touch for those she could not by feeling around with her talons. She found it a very imperfect way to groom, but beggars couldn’t be choosers. Fortunately, this morning it seemed only the white fluff of her underbelly had been mussed up, from about the top of her stomach up to the base of where the dark brown speckling went down from her haunch past her withers and onto her neck, and thus simple to smooth out.
That all done, she strolled out of her nest and along the ridge of the schoolhouse roof it sat upon, scanning the surrounding terrain lit in the golden glow of sunrise for any creatures she’d want to either avoid or keep an eye out for. This early in the morning there were barely any—apparently most slept through sunrise—but Gillian wanted to be sure anyway, as a reassurance for herself. Her taking up residence at the base of the schoolhouse’s bell tower was starting to get around after all. She always knew it would eventually, but it seemed it was happening faster than she liked. In any case, she stood ready to act against any creature that tried to interfere with her makeshift residence, or at least beat a hasty escape if it was clear chasing away intruders wouldn’t be enough.
It hadn’t come to that yet, but Gillian still dreaded the day that it did. It would be just her luck.
However, except for a couple of early morning songbirds passing by that knew perfectly well to give her a wide berth or else risk becoming a meal or worse, nobody else was around the empty school grounds until around five to ten minutes after the sun had cleared the highest peak on the horizon. Then, like clockwork, the local mailmare came trotting up the path leading past the school. Gillian reflexively ducked away when she started coming into view, but in the back of her head she questioned if it really mattered. She had at first assumed the gray pegasus’s vision to be on the poorer side, given the lopsided pupils she sported, but apparently she was much more observant than she looked since she figured out pretty quickly Gillian was discreetly watching her deliver the school’s mail every morning.
And this morning was no different, as even though Gillian was certain there was no way the mare could see her while pressing herself into a shadowy nook inside the bell tower, the mail carrier still looked right at her as she arrived before smiling and waving a friendly hoof at her. Gillian, as always, did not return it, not about to confirm she actually was here, but somehow she had the nagging feeling the mare knew the wave was acknowledged and privately appreciated anyway. Whatever the case, this was pretty much the full extent of their interaction as the pegasus returned her attention to delivering today’s mail. That done, she reached once more into her bag and pulled out another item—one Gillian was much more interested in—and gently placed it atop of the mailbox posted in front of the school building. Nodding to herself in satisfaction, the mailmare then trotted off for the next destination on her route.
The moment she went out of immediate view, Gillian swooped down, snatched up the warm muffin—oatmeal raisin today—and flapped back up to her rooftop nest so to quietly snarf down the pastry. Gillian had been uncertain at first if the mailmare was really leaving the muffins for her specifically the first few times it happened, but it quickly became clear that she was. She wasn’t sure if it was the mare’s way of saying she was looking out for the griffoness or just a way to be friendly, but either way, Gillian’s griffon pride strongly questioned her accepting something she should be getting on her own. She justified to herself that it actually wasn’t a free handout though so long as she had to come out and grab the muffin herself like it was any other prey, and thus an exception. Besides, a tasty muffin every morning had proven to be a welcome breakfast, helping to put something in an otherwise empty stomach, and it’d just be wasted food if she didn’t.
Of course, the muffins also tended to be full of bran and despite having been eating one a day for nearly two weeks, her body was still getting used to all the added fiber which inevitably resulted in…other needs. There was a toilet inside of the schoolhouse, but the building was still locked at this hour and she didn’t want to risk getting caught sneaking in and the pony police sent her way. So she’d opted very early on to address such needs elsewhere. The row of bushes running towards the back of the school grounds, more than big enough to provide cover, suited her well enough for this purpose. She figured that, from the looks of it, the bushes could use the added fertilizer anyway.
She had to be quick about it though, because usually not long after the mailmare came Mr. Catkin and she knew better than to expect the same sort of friendly treatment from him, if he ever got the chance to approach her. So not wanting him to, she swiftly finished up her business and swooped back up to the roof to hide in the bell tower again, hidden from his view but where she could still somewhat see him. She did so today just before his arrival at the school grounds which he immediately started to survey with narrowed eyes.
Gillian had determined through observation that he was the groundskeeper for the school, and despite the flowery-sounding name, the old and graying earth pony was much more short-tempered than sweet. Mr. Catkin (he insisted upon being referred to as “mister” by anyone he spoke with) apparently took great pride in his work, to the point of not responding well to anything interpreted as endangering the domain he was so protective of. So of course he didn’t like the idea of Gillian lurking on the property and doing anything he didn’t approve of. Not that he could do much about it—Gillian was much too quick and nimble for him. In fact, she was fairly confident he’d never gotten even a glimpse of her, really only knowing she was there at all because of indirect evidence she couldn’t prevent leaving behind, the rumor mill starting to murmur about her, and of course her nest, which she couldn’t really hide from view. But that was still enough to rub Mr. Catkin the wrong way, resulting in a rivalry of him trying to catch her in the act of…well, anything he could…and her doing everything possible to ensure he never got to.
That routine was actually starting to get a little old hat, honestly. “I know you’re still here, griffon!” he began by bellowing loudly as he always did when he inevitably couldn’t see where she was. “Just because you’re out of sight doesn’t mean you’re out of mind, much less welcome!”
He paused for a moment, as if expecting Gillian to reply, but she wasn’t an idiot. She kept her peace and let the echo of his shouting be the only reply he got. Besides, she kind of liked the image of the stallion shouting at seemingly nothing like a crazy pony.
Eventually, Mr. Catkin snorted and pressed on with what he was actually here to do. “I’m still watching out for you!” he reminded while gathering his usual array of tools. “You can’t hide forever, and when I finally do, I’ll make sure you’re chased off these grounds for good!”
Precisely the reason why that was a scenario Gillian wanted to avoid. But she wasn’t especially worried so long as she remained out of his sight, since the most he could do himself was to try and remove her nest from its spot on the roof. Considering that was where what little she still had was, this wasn’t desired. But for the earth pony the only way up was with a ladder, and the last time he tried that, Gillian was able to sneakily knock the ladder over before he’d gotten very far in scaling it. And not only had he not yet figured out a way to keep that from happening again, they both knew removing the nest wouldn’t accomplish much—Gillian could just rebuild it after he’d left if she absolutely had to. Hence the unproductive shouting instead since this all left them in a stalemate, at least until circumstances changed.
Either way, Mr. Catkin ranted on as he got to his actual job. “After all, I know about what you’re doing in my bushes!” he said as he did so. “So I know to watch out for the signs of you not treating them with respect! And so help me should I ever step in something around them, because then I’m coming after you with my shovel!” he held up his very nonthreatening gardening trowel at that threat.
Gillian just scoffed at the jab anyway. She knew to cover up what she left behind after all.
Mr. Catkin did genuinely like working as a groundskeeper though, so once well into doing that, it typically calmed him enough for at least the shouting to stop. Not that he still wasn’t keeping an eye out for her, as evidenced by him spinning around at any noise or sign he thought might be her (it never was), so she was effectively pinned down until he finished, unable to leave without being spotted. It occurred to her not for the first time that she could just time things so that she’s off flying around hunting for prey whenever he was here. But she didn’t trust her nest, and more importantly everything in it, would stay safe and untampered with while he was here without her watching over it. So the waiting game it was.
The next noteworthy event of the day didn’t come until a little later into the morning, as Mr. Catkin was finishing up his daily work. That was when the schoolteacher, Cheerilee, arrived so to get her classroom ready for the day. The earth pony appeared as she always did, with saddlebags full of school papers, a yellow sunhat perched atop her pale rose colored mane, and humming a cheery tune. Humming that was always interrupted upon Mr. Catkin noticing her and immediately darting up.
Cheerilee sighed wearily as she saw him coming. “What is it this time, Mr. Catkin?” she asked in more of a groan than anything, more interested in pulling out the mail from the mailbox than giving the older stallion her full attention.
Gillian wasn’t sure if Mr. Catkin ever paid attention the mare’s tone though. “That griffon is still hanging around here, Miss Cheerilee, I’m certain of it!”
“Well, considering her nest is clearly still there, I’d be surprised if she wasn’t,” Cheerilee replied, nodding her head in the direction of said nest before focusing on adding the mail to her saddlebags.
“When are you going to do something about that?” Mr. Catkin then pressed, following her to the school’s front door. “Hasn’t this farce gone on long enough?”
“She’s not been causing anyone any harm,” Cheerilee reminded on automatic while unlocking the door.
“She’s causing my bushes harm!” Mr. Catkin argued.
Cheerilee paused to glance around the edge of the building. “Really? Seems to me they’ve been doing better than ever before.”
Gillian couldn’t help but stifle a snicker at that pointed remark.
Mr. Catkin was undeterred though. “She’s squatting on town property and you know it!”
“The town charter clearly states that flying creatures are allowed to perch wherever they please so long as it is agreed they aren’t violating privacies or causing damage or other harm—I checked.”
“This is going a bit beyond mere perching! She’s practically taken residence up there!”
“Until it interferes with the operation of this school, I’m not sure there’s a need to intervene.” Cheerilee turned to give Mr. Catkin a pointed look as she opened the door. “You let sleeping griffons lie, after all.”
“That’s sleeping dragons,” Mr. Catkin corrected in annoyance. “But—”
“I am aware of the situation, Mr. Catkin, and rest assured, I’m keeping an eye on it,” Cheerilee interrupted to make clear. “But I have always kept this school welcoming to all creatures who wish to visit it, and I’m not about to change that just because you’re annoyed about a young griffoness nesting on the roof.”
“So you’re ignoring that she’s here, then.”
“I’d much rather invite her to join my class, since she’s already here daily.”
Gillian did notice how Cheerilee said that at a higher volume than everything else, clearly hoping that she was listening to the schoolteacher’s words.
Not that it changed anything, despite the kind intentions.
“You don’t even know who she is,” Mr. Catkin objected.
“Nor do you,” Cheerilee reminded. “So unless you have a serious reason to justify forcing her away, I must ask you leave the matter to me to handle.”
She then entered the school and shut the door behind her, signaling the conversation ended. Mr. Catkin fumed about it as he usually did for a few moments, but his hooves otherwise tied, he relented and finished the last of his tasks. Then upon throwing a few more threats Gillian’s way (more or less, as he directed it in completely the wrong direction from where Gillian was actually lurking) he finally left for the day. Gillian waited for several more minutes just in case he doubled back for something or Cheerilee reemerged from within the classroom for whatever reason, both of which did occasionally happen but didn’t today, before finally crawling out of her hiding spot and plopping down into her nest. Out of paranoia she double-checked to make sure everything was still there and as she left it, even though she knew no one else had been at it today except her, then turned her attention back to the next item on today’s agenda.
Her stomach readily agreed with that plan, because while the muffin earlier gave it something to work on, it alone wasn’t enough to fill it. And it hadn’t been enjoying running at less than a full tank as of late, so Gillian stretched her wings and took flight, swooping and scouting around the land generally surrounding the school grounds. One advantage to the school’s position was that it was on the edge of the small country town that was Ponyville, where other places of residency thinned considerably and left a lot of the area’s natural wilderness more or less unmolested by civilization. A place where lots of tasty little critters had made their homes.
In fact, the area was ideal for the populations of wild field mice and other like rodents lurking within it, many of which were easy prey for a griffon. Gillian assumed it was because, up until her arrival, the worst predators they ever had to deal with were various predatory birds that’d also caught on to the spot being an ideal hunting ground. But she’d managed to chase away nearly all of those birds of prey upon proving they couldn’t compete…save for one amber-colored owl that Gillian was convinced was a local due to how frequently he appeared. And she was always sure it was him too, because while he was smart enough to not fly in her way, she could always feel his eyes staring at her like a librarian shushing a noisy patron.
Whatever the case, Gillian could pretty much snag prey as she pleased here. Maybe a bit too well even, because at first it was easy to get her fill of critters to munch on. But as the days went on, the populations seemed to get scanter and scanter and her having a harder and harder time making as many catches. Today, when she managed to catch only one undersized mouse that too easily slid down her gullet in one bite, she started to wonder for the first time if she’d inadvertently overhunted the area. Except for the morning muffins, she had pretty much been getting all of her food from solely this area since taking up residence here. She probably should’ve been hunting around a far greater range than this…but she was reluctant to wander too far from her nest, for fear of something happening to it if she was gone from it for too long.
As the one mouse settled into her still not quite full enough belly though, she told herself she’d still be able to manage. Probably. She didn’t see a ready alternative at least.
By the time she got back to the school, classes had already started for the day, having missed the arrival of all of its students. This was largely by design though, given the students gossiping about the griffoness lurking around didn’t need Gillian fanning the flames. After all, the less public attention she brought to herself the better. In fact, keeping away from the school entirely during class time was probably the smarter decision, but again, she didn’t want to be away from her nest that long and there wasn’t anywhere else ideal to build it at, not without moving somewhere further away from the school entirely.
And she didn’t want to do that. There was, after all, a reason why she chose to settle here above anywhere else, one that, for her, overruled these risks.
For now, she curled up under a makeshift awning attached to her nest and flipped through a book on ponies brought with her from Griffonstone, enjoying the cooling shade the awning managed to give her while waiting out the morning classes. But once the sun neared the peak of its arc and signaled the coming of noon, she eagerly put the book aside, double-checked to make sure no one was watching, and flew off the roof again, this time swooping around and deep into the foliage just beyond the boundary marking the edge of the school grounds (past Mr. Catkin’s precious bushes). There, where the vegetation mostly separated one’s view between this secluded spot and the school and thus guaranteeing a degree of privacy, an old and rusting garbage can sat upside-down on the ground. Gillian landed and passed the time by fitfully walking in circles around it, unable to sit still whilst the bell signaling the school’s lunch break rang nearby. This was the one time of the day where Gillian had the chance to set aside some of her self-seclusion and indulge a little in the direct socialization she longed for more than she cared to admit, a moment that took a lot of patience to wait until it next rolled around.
Fortunately, Gillian wasn’t left waiting long before there was a cautious rustling within the surrounding greenery. Soon after a grayish earth pony filly with glasses and a braid in her pale opal mane pushed her way into the small spot, a sack lunch balanced on her back.
Gillian, as her griffon pride demanded, maintained an aloof look outwardly, but inwardly she was thrilled to see the pony she’d come to know over these long couple of weeks. “Hey Spoony,” she greeted in a teasing tone.
Silver Spoon, to her credit, remained unfazed by the unflattering nickname as always, her only outward reaction being to briefly raise a solitary eyebrow. “Hey Shorty,” she greeted back in a similar tone, nodding her head at the griffon.
Gillian remained impressed by the pony’s talent at sass, something Silver Spoon seemed to have on par with the average griffon, despite herself being the first griffon Silver Spoon had ever met face-to-face. During their first meeting, instead of taking immediate offense as Gillian had expected when dubbing her Spoony (in reference to the silver spoon design the filly wore on her flanks), Silver Spoon didn’t loose a beat and returned the favor by dubbing Gillian “Shorty.” A teasing nickname Gillian found amusingly ironic, seeing she was a couple years older than the filly as well as the taller of the two. But as Silver Spoon had justified it, Gillian was still shorter than an adult griffon, which was true, so Gillian accepted the nickname regardless.
They’d become fast friends after that, despite their mutual agreement on the oddness of it.
“So,” Gillian continued, eager to get into it, “you ready to once more go toe-to-toe with an economic juggernaut?” She then, with one swift heft, lifted the upside-down garbage can from its spot, revealing a game board perched atop a short stool. Their game pieces were still safely where they’d left them the day previous, the old trash can having shielded them from the elements in the meantime.
“Well, as I recall,” Silver Spoon slyly replied as they sat down to their game of Oligarchy already-in-progress and opened her sack lunch, “I was beating you in trading at the end of yesterday’s lunch break.”
“This is true,” Gillian readily conceded as she quickly refreshed her memory on where they were at in the game. She smirked. “But you’ve still got a long way to go before you can even match my current profits, let alone exceed them.”
“Well, we’ll just have to see about that then, won’t we?” Silver Spoon confidently replied back.
So they resumed playing the game of capitalist prowess and marketing wit, exchanging playful jabs at each other along the way as they tried to outplay each other. As they did so, Silver Spoon proceeded to eat her lunch with her free hoof. Today she was enjoying an apple, some carrot sticks, and a sandwich of tomato, lettuce, and a generous layer of mayonnaise. It was a typically vegetarian meal for a pony and Gillian’s first thought upon seeing it was how much it was crying out for some actual meat to be added to it. Nevertheless, Gillian thought the sandwich still looked pretty darn good…
Silver Spoon must’ve noticed her eyeing it. “…You want some?” she offered eventually.
Gillian immediately shook her head and tried to refocus on the game, ignoring the cravings of her stomach. “No, it’s your lunch and I’m not about to take it from you.”
“Are you sure? I’m more than fine sharing it.”
“A good griffon looks after themselves. Besides, I won’t take any favors I can’t repay, Spoony.”
“Gillian…”
“I’m fine. Seriously.”
Silver Spoon didn’t look entirely convinced, but nonetheless let the subject drop as the game resumed. A couple more turns progressed without incident, but now it was Silver Spoon who seemed a bit distracted.
“Are you sure you want to keep doing this?” she asked the griffoness after a moment.
“I’d think so,” Gillian replied, having just completed a good turn. “At this rate, if I keep expanding my subsidiaries into the southern section of the board…”
“I don’t mean the game,” Silver Spoon interjected, gently placing a hoof into the middle of the board so to halt the playing. “I mean you being…out here.”
Gillian went quiet for a long moment, her golden eyes turning unfocused. “Where else would I go at this point, Spoony?” she asked seriously.
“We could try setting you up at my place. Maybe…maybe I can swing getting you into the guest room if…”
“Your businesspony dad would never go for that, me being the strange griffon and all.”
Silver Spoon frowned at her friend’s tone. “Look, my dad might be…shrewd and elitist…but my mom’s really active in charities and stuff. She’d be interested in helping if I can fill her in on your situation.”
“The mother you’ve also complained about never being around?”
Silver Spoon opened her mouth to object, found that she couldn’t, and closed it again, letting her head droop.
Gillian sighed, lowering her gaze too. “I know what you’re trying to do here, Silver Spoon,” she acknowledged solemnly. “And I…I appreciate it. Seriously, I do. You’ve been way nicer to me than you should’ve been throughout this. But…this is something I need to manage myself. It’s…a griffon thing.”
Silver Spoon’s disagreement was clear. “…and if you can’t?”
Gillian took a deep and resolute breath. “That’s not an option.” And maybe stating so would actually make it a reality. Or at least help them both believe it could be.
They went back to playing the game but with less gusto than before, the mood having been soured somewhat. Eventually it was interrupted by the school bell tolling again, signaling the end of the lunch break. Silver Spoon glanced in the direction of the noise, sighed, and began packing up her things. “I gotta get back to class,” she mumbled as she did so. She stood and started to leave but stopped to glance back at the griffon. “Same time tomorrow, Shorty?” she asked, more hopeful than teasing this time.
Gillian nodded as she recovered their game. “Yeah,” she confirmed, “Promise.”
And by Grover, it was a promise she fully intended to keep, sink or swim.
While Silver Spoon returned to her classes, Gillian returned to her nest to brood. She tried going back to reading her book, but Silver Spoon’s show of concern weighed heavily on her mind. The filly wasn’t totally wrong, after all, Gillian probably didn’t have to persist in this arrangement she’d set up for herself. But if this really wasn’t working, then her best option was to bail while she still had the chance and go…somewhere. She didn’t want to leave, though. Not when she’d started getting…attached to what little she had gotten in this town of ponies. Yet she didn’t want to put her fate fully in their hooves either. She was already indebted enough to Silver Spoon and she didn’t like owing something she wasn’t sure she could repay.
She knew the trouble that came with that. She didn’t want to add to it any more than she had to.
In any case, she managed to fitfully pass the time until the school day’s close and the students left to go back to their homes. To avoid notice by unwanted eyes, Gillian retreated to her hiding spot in the bell tower, but still attempted to watch for Silver Spoon leaving as well. The filly similarly glanced around for her, though she unfortunately couldn’t see Gillian in her hiding spot.
After seeing all of the students on their way, Cheerilee would scan the school grounds for any stragglers that might’ve been missed—maybe it was just paranoia on Gillian’s part, but it seemed like Cheerilee was taking longer to do this every day, as if hoping to spy the school’s resident griffon as well—then she’d return inside to finish her own teacher work. In the past, she’d do this for about another hour before also departing at which point Gillian would finally have the school grounds to herself, free to do her own thing with much less fear of being seen or caught. Feeling a bit stressed and ready to unwind, she was looking forward to it.
But before any of that could happen, Gillian spied someone walking up the path towards the school. This wasn’t unusual in of itself, as creatures infrequently did while on their way to somewhere else. All Gillian had to do was wait for them to pass by and then not worry about them further, initially expecting to do the same here. But as they grew closer, she abruptly realized that someone wasn’t another one of the pony locals like she had assumed.
It was a griffon.
An adult griffoness to be exact, chestnut brown with a white head and a decorative scarf wrapped around her neck. She wasn’t anyone Gillian had met before but that didn’t mean much. Being a predominately pony town in the heart of Equestria, Ponyville wasn’t exactly known for its griffons. One or two would occasionally pass through, but they were still an uncommon sight. So for another to be here, now, and also approaching the spot where she, one of the few other griffons in the area, was couldn’t be mere coincidence. And as she drew closer, Gillian could see that her full attention was on the school. It was possible that she was just sightseeing, but Gillian wanted to play it safe, make sure she was even more out of sight than usual, and hope this griffon, whoever she was, wasn’t actually here to track her down instead.
So before she got close enough to spy her lurking on the roof, Gillian darted into the safety of the bell tower. From there she watched her come closer before huddling even further into her concealed ledge when the griffoness purposefully walked up the path to the school’s door, validating her fears. From there the griffoness knocked and held a hushed conversation with Cheerilee just inside the doorway. Gillian could only catch bits and pieces from here, but it was enough to confirm she was inquiring about her—apparently word had gotten around more than she thought and the griffoness had come to investigate.
She knew Cheerilee wouldn’t be able to tell her anything she probably hadn’t already heard, but it didn’t matter at this point. Was this the end of the whole affair? Had this griffoness come to take her away? Because if she was, Gillian didn’t plan to make it easy. In fact, she was hoping that, not knowing where she was hiding, this intruder would assume she wasn’t here currently, leave to go searching for her, and give her the chance to plan her next move. That theory was soon put to the test as she heard the griffoness flap on up to the roof. Gillian tensed in her hiding spot, but again told herself to let the griffon see she wasn’t in her nest and leave before making a move. She didn’t like trusting that nothing would happen to her stuff doing that, but it was her best option, like it or not, so still better her nest than herself.
Unfortunately, the griffoness didn’t pay any attention to her nest, strolling right past it and straight to the bell tower, poking her head inside and making eye contact with the surprised Gillian pretty much instantly. They stared at each other for a moment, Gillian with a shocked, almost deer-in-the-lantern-lights look and the griffoness with a decidedly more cool look, apparently having already anticipated Gillian would be hiding here.
Eventually, she made a casual lean on one of the structural supports for the bell tower’s roof. “So…you come here often?” she quipped.
Gillian just blinked owlishly at her, frozen with uncertainty on what, if anything, she should do next.
Noticing, the griffoness gave her a friendly grin. “It’s okay, I won’t bite.” She reached out with one paw in a peaceful offering.
Gillian, however, did not accept the paw and instead hunkered further away from the intruding griffon. “How did you know I was here?” she finally demanded, deciding she needed to know.
The griffoness just shrugged. “I figured that, if I were you, this is where I would try to hide,” she answered simply. “Anyway, I’m Greta. You got a name?”
Gillian deliberately opted to not answer the question, instead asking another of her own. “Why are you here?”
“Word was getting around about you roosting up here, and I figured that, as a fellow griffon, I’d check in on you.”
“And then what?” Gillian glared at Greta suspiciously. “What do you want from me?”
Greta shrugged again. “Just that you’re doing all right, I guess.”
Gillian scowled, doubting. “I’m doing fine, thank you.”
“Mm-hmm.” Greta didn’t sound especially convinced but she didn’t press the matter for now. “So…you wanna come down from there and talk about it?”
If Gillian not budging wasn’t answer enough, her blunt response was. “No.”
Greta nonetheless waited a moment in case Gillian relented anyway. When she didn’t, she shrugged for a third time. “All right then, I guess I’ll just keep myself preoccupied.”
And with that, she ducked back out of the bell tower but didn’t leave the roof either. Gillian wasn’t sure what her game was, but if she was really going to let Gillian have a say in it, she figured all she’d need to do was out-wait her. Surely she couldn’t sit around forever after all.
But turned out Greta had other ways of luring her out, though Gillian never did quite figure out if she deliberately planned it that way. “So where’s the Hook-Nosed Club anyway?” she asked from the vicinity of Gillian’s nest.
Gillian’s heart leapt into her throat and without thinking she reflexively bounded out of the bell tower and thumped into her nest, throwing her talons over top of the small maroon with gold trim membership medallion Greta had been reading the words off of, having spied it from where Gillian had been hiding it. “Leave that alone!” she snapped at the older griffon, quickly stuffing it deeper under her other belongings.
Greta, to her credit, quickly backed off without protest, putting up her forepaws in innocent surrender. “Sorry,” she said, attempting to placate the younger griffoness. “Just saw it glinting in the sun and was curious.”
“Well, stop it,” Gillian growled, planting herself between the medallion’s hiding spot and the intruder. She decided they might as well stop playing games and cut to the chase. “Why are you here anyway?”
“I told you—I heard you were here and wanted to…”
“No, why are you here in Ponyville at all?”
“Oh!” Greta perked up a little at this and jabbed a claw back towards the center of town, easily visible from the school’s roof. “A friend of mine is opening up a soda shop here.”
Gillian furrowed her brow at that, surprised the reason was apparently unrelated to herself. “…there’s a griffon trying to open a shop here?” she asked, surprised by the idea.
“I wish!” Greta replied with a smirk. “Not that I have anything against ponies, but it’d be nice to see more griffons around here more of the time. No, Goldengrape’s a pony, but he makes these great smoothies, so he’s been saving up to open his own place to sell them at, and, well…he needs my help crunching the numbers side of the business.”
Gillian felt her suspicions rising again. “…and how exactly did you end up friends with a pony?”
“Oh, that’s a long story best saved for another day,” Greta assured. “But we’ve been good friends for a bit now, enough for him to know I can do accounting, so he offered me the job.”
“So…you’re not even just passing through, you’re actually here to stay.”
“That’s the plan!” Greta shook her head though. “But never mind that, it’s not really relevant. Besides, I could ask you the same thing—how did you end up friends with a pony?”
Gillian tensed. She must’ve figured out why she chose to build her nest here at the school. “I…I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she dismissed, playing dumb. Last thing she needed was this griffon going and bugging her own pony friend next.
Unfortunately, Greta didn’t need to. “Really? Because Silver Spoon seems to be the one most familiar with you.” Noticing Gillian’s immediate shock, Greta motioned for her to stay calm. “Relax, she didn’t sell you out. In fact, she denied everything when I asked. I just put two with two anyway.” She gave Gillian an apologetic grin. “No offense, but you’ve not really been as subtle about all of this as you seem to think.”
This did nothing to reassure Gillian except make her wonder if all her precautions had been for nothing. Though taking care to keep her eyes on Greta, she curled up in her nest in concern. “So…what?” she prompted of Greta after a second of processing this. “What do you want from me?”
“Truthfully, just what I said before—to know you’re doing okay.” Greta’s gaze softened. “There’s a lot of creatures that are getting a little worried about you, you know.”
Gillian scoffed, feigning indifference. “What do they care? They don’t know me.”
“That’s kind of why I came to meet you, kid,” Greta pressed on, allowing herself a small show of concern, “Because I’m a griffon too, and we’re both a long way from the Griffon Kingdom, so if anyone could relate, I figure I’d have the best chance.”
“You don’t know anything about me either.” Gillian argued. She pretended not to hear the uncertain waver in her own voice.
“No, but I’m interested in finding out.” Greta paused to see if Gillian would pick up on the subtle prompt to elaborate. When she didn’t, she started asking questions of her own. “Did…you fly all the way here to Ponyville by yourself? Why? Do you have anything to your name except for what you’ve got in there?” She nodded her head at Gillian’s nest. “Do you even have anything back home? Anyone looking out for you?” Her concern grew even more visible. “Where are your parents, anyway?”
Greta’s questioning was striking a nerve for Gillian though. “All right, that’s enough!” she snapped suddenly, standing again on unsteady and emotional legs. “Are you here to take me away?”
Greta pulled back in surprise at that. “What? No! I couldn’t even if I wanted to, I don’t have the authority.” She jabbed a thumb down at the school underneath their feet. “Besides, Miss Cheerilee made it clear she isn’t going to press charges on you, so as long as you keep behaving, I guess you can keep staying here if you really want, but—”
“Then let me!” Gillian exclaimed. “I can look after myself, and I don’t need you trying to…to…butt in…just because you’re, I don’t know, curious or whatever!”
Greta studied her for a long moment, troubled thoughts visibly whirring behind her eyes. “…I just wanted to see if you needed help,” she finally summed up.
“Well, I don’t!” Gillian snorted determinedly. She turned around so to put her back to Greta, her way of signaling the discussion was over. “I can do this on my own.”
Behind her, Greta remained silent for a long moment. “Then I guess you’re a true griffon then,” she murmured aloud before turning to leave. “Too stubborn and self-dependent to even consider if you might be in over your head.”
Her words stung more than Gillian wanted them to. But Greta took flight again and sailed away before Gillian could finish considering if she wanted to reply or not. She half expected her to come back, so Gillian remained where she was for some time just in case she did. She told herself it was because she didn’t want Greta rooting around in her nest again if she wasn’t here to stop her. But as the minutes turned into an hour, there was no sign of the older griffoness returning. By then, Cheerilee had finished with her work in the school and locked up to leave. For the first time, the teacher was able to make eye-contact with Gillian, since the griffon wasn’t in the mood to try and keep out of her sight this time, but the mare didn’t do or say anything beyond give her a concerned but respective look.
Gillian, as originally expected, had the school grounds effectively to herself after that. But Greta’s visit had soured her mood, so she spent most of it sulking in her nest until the sun started to set and her belly rumbled, longing for something to be put into it. So she flew off for a bit to try and hunt, but again she found the catches slim and her distressed mind wasn’t helping. She managed to catch a small frog that didn’t really sit well on her mostly empty stomach, but at that point she didn’t care, called it dinner enough, and flew back to her nest. There, she spent the lonely evening watching the sun set and the stars slowly come out one by one. She then pulled out the membership medallion Greta had been messing with and fiddled with it in her talons, determined to keep her tears within her before finally falling asleep for the night. She told herself it didn’t matter anyway.
This all changed nothing.
The days passed. Gillian’s routine remained mostly unchanged and notably without interruption from other meddling griffons. But, as Gillian would find out, that didn’t mean Greta had given up entirely, and when she didn’t get the answers she was hoping for from Gillian, it seemed she went elsewhere to search for them.
“There have been creatures asking about you,” Silver Spoon blurted out without warning a day or so later during another lunch break session of Oligarchy.
Gillian tensed, feeling a sense of alarm building within her. “Well…can’t exactly just pop into town and not have somepony notice eventually. But so long as they stay out of the way—”
“One of them was a griffon.” Silver Spoon actually looked apologetic. “I didn’t want to get you panicked, but…”
Gillian’s head initially whipped up at that reveal, but she let it sink again in a small groan as she realized who it was. “Don’t worry, Spoony, I’ve already met her,” she assured somewhat dejectedly.
Silver Spoon winced, as if realizing how unassuring it was. “…do you think she’s here to…?”
“No,” Gillian assured. “I don’t think she actually means any harm or anything. She just…wants to know more.”
Silver Spoon took a moment to process this information. “Maybe she could help then?”
Gillian shook her head. “I’m handling this myself, Spoony,” she said as she always did. “And I’ll survive.”
Silver Spoon went quiet for a moment as she watched the griffon make a move on the game board. “But is surviving really enough?” she asked aloud.
It was only a rhetorical question that the filly didn’t seriously expect an answer to. But Gillian found she didn’t have an answer anyway. At least none that she liked. After all, she couldn’t deny that the routine had ended up presenting more challenges than she’d expected. The most notable being the surrounding land she’d been relying on for prey wasn’t so plentiful anymore. She still wasn’t sure why. Either she had managed to thin it a lot more than she thought, or the animal populace wised up to the new dominant predator and moved to somewhere outside of where she’d been hunting. All she did know for sure was that her belly had noticed the drop in food and was making its displeasure known pretty much daily now.
But Gillian had been keeping this problem to herself. She’d think of a solution eventually. She had to.
Besides, she was still getting a muffin every morning thanks to the daily visits of the mailmare, so it wasn’t like she was going completely hungry. Either way, the routine continued undeterred on into the weekend, which were a bit unique in comparison to the rest of the week. The mailmare with the usual fresh muffin still came by at the same time, but there was otherwise no classes held over the weekend. So there was no Cheerilee, no students, not even Mr. Catkin. Silver Spoon tried to spare some time to swing by and visit if her parents didn’t have her busy with something else, but this had already proven hit and miss for past weekends. It ultimately meant, then, that Gillian had a whole day free to do as she pleased, with fairly little concern of needing to maintain the usual caution about being seen.
Problem was, she usually never knew how to spend that time.
This particular weekend though, she didn’t feel like she had the energy and decided to stay mostly at her nest today. She didn’t even really feel like there was much point trying to hunt—she was hardly turning up anything now. She certainly hadn’t the night previous. She feebly reasoned in her head that maybe, if she backed off for awhile, any prey that had fled for safety would notice her apparent absence and come back, giving her something to hunt again. A long shot, perhaps, but the alternative was going further away for food and she still wasn’t ready for that just yet.
In fact, she didn’t really want to think about the problem at all today, so after disposing of a previous day’s muffin behind Mr. Catkin’s bushes, as was the routine, Gillian proceeded back to her nest intent on finding something to distract herself from all that.
Finding Greta already waiting for her next to her nest wasn’t quite what she had in mind though. “You know, you’re going to end up over-fertilizing those bushes at this rate,” the elder griffon quipped when the other landed on the rooftop in surprise.
Gillian attempted to hide her embarrassed blush at that. “What are you doing here?” she asked, trying to sound annoyed.
“Figured it time to try this all again,” Greta replied like it should be obvious. “You should’ve known I’d at least pop by to check on you again.”
Gillian frowned. “Well, it’s not changing anything,” she assured the adult. “I’m not interested in talking with you.”
“Aw, that’s too bad,” Greta said as Gillian started to turn away. “Guess I’ll just have to have these double bacon cheeseburgers all to myself then.”
Gillian glanced back at Greta in time to see the griffon pull out from behind her a large brown paper bag which she shook invitingly at Gillian. The absolutely heavenly smell that also chose that moment to waft her way proved Greta wasn’t bluffing either, and Gillian’s beak started watering like a faucet that’d been left on.
Greta knew she had her attention too. “They’re still fresh and warm too,” she promised, reaching into the bag and pulling out one of the paper-wrapped burgers, holding it out as an alluring offering to the other griffon.
Without thinking, Gillian started to reach out to accept it, then forced herself to stop partway and withdraw again with a wince. “I can’t,” she admitted with an almost disappointed sigh. “I don’t have anything to repay you with.”
“Yeah, I figured you might say that, you being so stubbornly self-dependent,” Greta assured with a grin. “So tell you what—you can have the burger in exchange for sitting down and talking with me. Deal?”
Gillian knew Greta’s game and naturally didn’t want to play, but the matter was basically settled the moment her stomach loudly informed her brain: “Girl, you’ve barely had anything to eat since yesterday—TAKE THE DANG BURGER ALREADY!” So, her choice made for her, Gillian gave in and accepted the proffered burger at last. Satisfied, Greta motioned for her to take a seat by patting a spot beside her then pulled out a second burger for herself. Gillian did so, hesitating a moment before her hunger finally drove her to just rip off the paper wrapping and stuff a large bite of the sizable burger into her beak.
It tasted just as heavenly as it smelled.
“There, now that we’ve got that settled,” Greta began as she took a more humble bite from her own burger, “Let’s start with something simple. As I recall, you already know my name, so what’s yours?”
Gillian didn’t reply right away, using her full beak as an excuse to avoid it for as long as she could. But she had to swallow eventually, especially as her stomach was clamoring to get at that mouthful as soon as it could, so she knew there would be no avoiding it this time. “…Gillian,” she finally answered.
Greta made a warm grin at that. “Nice you meet you, Gillian.”
“Mm,” Gillian grunted back before taking another large bite of burger. “Where did you even get these?” she asked, knowing burgers of any type were very hard to come by in the mostly vegetarian populace of Equestria.
“I made them myself,” Greta replied and gave her a wink. “I happen to know my way around a grill.”
Gillian didn’t want to admit it, but Greta wasn’t kidding—both the bacon and the burger were grilled to perfection. “Then where did you get the meat?”
“Know a supplier who hooked me up, then I just asked Goldengrape if I could borrow his stove.”
Gillian couldn’t help but snicker at the idea of the pony finding his kitchen smelling like grilled meat. “I’m sure he loved that.”
“Eh, he once saw me down a whole mouse, so he’s already seen worse,” Greta assured with a chuckle of her own. “Besides, I figure you needed it.” She turned more serious. “You might have fooled the others, you might have even fooled yourself, but you can’t fool another griffon…you get much thinner and I’ll be able to count your ribs from afar.”
She let that sobering thought sink in for a moment. Gillian, knowing deep down she couldn’t and shouldn’t deny it, remained quiet, focusing on eating more of her burger.
Then Greta shifted her position so to better face Gillian. “Anyway, how about you tell me how you came to be in Ponyville?”
Gillian sighed, recognizing the need to fulfill her end of the deal. “You were right before, I flew here,” she admitted.
“All the way from the Griffon Kingdom?” Greta sounded impressed.
“Well…I did perch on the roof of a train for part of the trip,” Gillian added. At least until the train conductor noticed her there and chased her off.
“Still, that’s pretty impressive for your age,” Greta observed. She poked Gillian in the wing. “Betcha you’ve got some nice flight endurance then.”
Gillian shrugged, indifferent. “I just did what I needed to,” she said. She paused to take another bite of her burger. “As for Ponyville…I hadn’t really planned to end up here specifically, but I got caught up in this big storm the ponies had set up here. Apparently they plan out that sort of thing in advance…?”
“Yeah, they’re big on weather management around here,” Gillian explained. “They’re just neurotic that way, I guess.”
Gillian snorted in amusement as she finished her burger. “Anyway, I couldn’t see where I was flying in that mess, so after nearly flying into the side of a house, I was forced to land in somebody’s backyard and take shelter.”
“…Silver Spoon’s?” Greta guessed.
Gillian nodded, avoiding eye contact sheepishly. “That’s kinda how we met, she…saw me land.” More flop unceremoniously into the grassy lawn in such a way that the filly had thought she was hurt and ran out to help. “She’s…actually the only other one I’ve told all this too.”
“And she’s been helping you out ever since?”
“…sort of. I mean, she tries to do what she can, but…”
“…but she’s still just a kid like you.”
Gillian nodded soberly. “And I figured out pretty quickly that her parents weren’t going to approve of me staying around her place, so…I built a nest here at the school. That way we could still at least see each other while allowing me to…more or less…stay out of everybody’s way the rest of the time by…looking out for myself.”
Greta nodded to herself, chewing thoughtfully on the last of her burger. “So why did you leave the Griffon Kingdom in the first place?” she asked.
Gillian hesitated. “There…just wasn’t any reason for me to stay there anymore,” she answered simply.
Greta waited to see if Gillian would say anything else. “That’s it?” she prompted when she didn’t.
“Yeah…that’s it,” Gillian replied, hoping the uncertainty in her voice wasn’t obvious. “…why?”
“I was just expecting more.”
“…well there isn’t. What else would there be?”
Greta sighed and went for broke. “Something about loan sharks demanding money, I’d think…unless you really want to claim that had nothing to do with it?” When Gillian audibly gasped, whipping her head to stare at the older griffon in shock, Greta nodded in sad confirmation. “Yeah…I know about your dad, Gillian.”
A thousand questions ran through Gillian’s mind as the realization her secret was a lost cause sank in. She gaped at Greta with wide stunned eyes for a long moment, trying to keep her panic from bursting out of her. Greta, meanwhile, patiently sat and let her process the reveal, her expression warm but somber, knowing how serious the subject was. Finally, Gillian’s mind settled on which question should take first priority—it was also the simplest to ask. “…How?”
Greta turned and pointed a talon at Gillian’s nest behind them, where the little medallion Gillian had tried to hide from her before was just visible from underneath some of her belongings. “I figured out what the Hook-Nosed Club is,” she proceeded to explain. “Turns out its just a place in Griffonstone where guys go to hang out, but I’m sure you knew that, because according to the griffons I talked to, your dad was a regular there.” Seeing Gillian’s expression going from shocked to defeated, Greta’s tone became gentle and tried to be more comforting. “They had lots of good things to say about him, Gillian, how he was a good guy trying to be a good dad. He was just—”
“—dirt poor,” Gillian interrupted to finish, hanging her head.
Greta placed a reassuring paw on her shoulder. “Look, it’s not your fault. I don’t know if it’s even fair to say it was his either because it sounded to me like he didn’t have much choice.”
Gillian curled in upon herself a little, accepting Greta clearly had learned the truth, or at least enough of it to put together the basics.“…why did you even ask me to explain if you already knew the truth?” she asked with a depressed huff.
“Because I wanted to hear your side of the story,” Greta explained. “Let you have the chance to set things straight.” She leaned down so to try and sympathetically catch Gillian’s eye again. “Can I?”
Gillian glanced at her for a moment, debating. But there was no point hiding from it now, so she relented and began revealing all. “Dad…he didn’t have the money needed to look after me, especially after mom was gone. So…he had to loan it. But the griffons he loaned it from demanded to be paid back with ridiculous amounts of interest well before he could get enough to do that, so he had to loan even more from other griffons so to pay off the first griffons, and…and basically the problem just never ended. His attempts to improve things backfired completely.”
“Why didn’t he ever ask for help out of that mess?”
“We’re griffons, Greta. We’re supposed to solve our own problems.”
Greta frowned at that. “But this was a problem he couldn’t solve on his own.”
“No…he couldn’t. But he still had to try.” Gillian buried her head in her arms. “It wore him down though,” she shuddered at the troubling memories. “Stressed him out, hurt his health, everything. Eventually it got to the point where he was pretty much bedridden, and then one day, when he was in particularly bad shape, he asked me to run and get some supplies. Just a quick run to a shop and back. Which I did, but…when I came back…” she trailed off, her sadness threatening to overwhelm her.
“…he was gone?” Greta mercifully finished for her, her voice careful, knowing how unsteady the ground they were treading was.
Gillian nodded with a groan and let her head sink even further. “The landlord, come to demand rent for the month, found his body first and had already seized our flat and everything in it as…compensation for the money he was owed. I was lucky to grab what things I could.” She sadly glanced back at the scant belongings in her nest. “I was on my own after that. But dad still had his debts, and his lenders didn’t care he was dead—they still wanted their money.”
“Money you didn’t have,” Greta surmised solemnly, “and no way of getting it yourself, not at your age.”
“So I left,” Gillian finished with a halfhearted shrug, gazing out at Ponyville laid out before the schoolhouse. “And came here, to try and…get away from all that.”
Greta nodded to herself, following her gaze. “That’s why you’re so adamant on keeping to yourself, isn’t it?” she reasoned. “It’s your way of…laying low.”
“And because I didn’t want to owe any more favors I couldn’t repay than I already did,” Gillian added, eyes glazing over a little as she let her thoughts fill her mind. Admitting all of this hadn’t helped her feel better but instead left her feeling drained, like a cardboard box just tossed aside after it’s been emptied, no longer useful. “I’d learned from my dad’s mistakes, after all.”
“I’m guessing that’s the real reason you didn’t like me getting involved, huh? You probably thought I was one of the lenders or some thug hired by them, come to track you down and make you pay anyway.”
“What was your first clue?”
A moment of silence fell after that as they gazed out at the morning horizon.
“Gillian, I get why you’ve handled all of this the way you have,” Greta then resumed abruptly, glancing at the younger griffon. “I get that you want to solve this on your own. Honestly, were the situations reversed and it was me standing in your paw prints, I’d probably want to do the same thing, out of pride and out of fear of the consequences. But sometimes…it is still okay to ask for help. Especially when you can’t get out of the hole on your own. Because its better to swallow your pride and accept the helping paw than to let yourself continue to sink into that hole until it consumes you entirely.”
Gillian scoffed at that. “What other choice did I have?” she demanded. “Even if I had tried, who could I have turned to for help?”
Greta replied by motioning at the town ahead of them in a sweeping gesture with her talons. “Truthfully, I’ve found there’s not a better place to go looking for help than right here in Ponyville.” She looked back at Gillian. “Nearly everyone in this town I spoke about you to expressed some interest in how they could help. They’ve just been waiting for you to ask. And besides, let’s be honest here.” She placed a paw on Gillian’s shoulder again, but this time for a more firm intent. “You can’t solve this on your own.”
Gillian felt her eyes start to water, knowing she was right, but she stubbornly refused to admit it. “I can’t just ask someone else to pay off those dirty loan sharks for me,” she argued, though there was no power in her words.
“Well, you don’t have to now anyway.”
“And why not?”
“Because I’ve already paid them off.”
The gasp was out of Gillian’s beak before she had even registered it was coming. She threw herself back up into a sitting position and whipped her head around to gape at Greta in shock, half-expecting to find the older griffon wasn’t serious and just pulling her tail. But Greta, though acting like it had been no big deal, had a serious look in her eye that made it abundantly clear she was not joking about this. “You…” Gillian still flabbergasted, unwilling to believe it. “…what?”
Greta just shrugged like the whole deed had been nothing more than running to buy milk. “It’s like you said—they didn’t care who they got it from, those jerks just wanted their money. So, once I knew what was up…I gave it to them.”
Gillian’s jaw worked up and down helplessly for another long moment, still trying to process this had actually happened, that this griffon she barely even knew had just paid off such a large debt for her on a whim. “But that…that was, like, at least five grand!”
“Eight, actually,” Greta clarified, but again waved it aside like it wasn’t a financial loss to her, even though Gillian was certain that was no small sum of money for her to have to pay either. Seeing Gillian’s eyes pleading for an explanation, she calmly relented. “I’ve been in the habit of saving some money for a rainy day for a few years now. Figured I could use it for something nice for myself someday.” She then made a sheepish grin. “But this was more important than that anyway, so I see it as money well spent.”
Gillian just continued to stare at her for a second longer. Then the next thing she knew she was crying, though she wasn’t totally sure why. Relief, she supposed, for it being over finally. There were probably other emotions as well, but Gillian was too overwhelmed to really try and sort them out at the moment and she wasn’t sure she cared. Right now she just needed it out of her system, and her body chose to do it through tears. Whatever the case, Greta was understanding about it, allowing Gillian a welcomed shoulder to cry on and letting her get it all out in peace without interruption.
“I know,” Greta finally murmured once the tears began to wind down, “I shouldn’t have just done that, especially not without your okay.”
“No…you shouldn’t have,” Gillian gasped, the crying having left her out of breath. Reflexively and without thinking about it though, she wrapped one wing around Greta’s back in a feathered half-hug. “…thank you.”
Greta responded by draping her own wing over Gillian. “You’re welcome.”
Gillian found herself staring into the dark chestnut of Greta’s wing for a moment, briefly musing to herself that she had a pretty plumage. “But why, though? Griffons don’t…do…this sort of thing.”
“They really should, though,” Greta merely responded back.
Gillian found she couldn’t refute that and realized she didn’t want to anyway. “…I can’t repay you.”
“You don’t need to. Don’t even worry about it.”
“…I want to though.” It seemed like the right thing to do.
So Greta gently took Gillian by the shoulders and held her in front of herself. “Then promise me that you’ll give up trying to make living up here work,” she said, motioning to Gillian’s lonely nest atop a schoolhouse. “You and I both know it’s not working anyway. Your dad clearly gave his all trying to get you this far, he wouldn’t want you to have to suffer like he had to. And I can tell you’re a smart and strong griffoness, Gillian. You deserve better than this. So please…let’s find it.” She motioned to the schoolhouse underneath them. “Cheerilee’s already said she’d be more than happy to let you join her class. That’d not just get you the rest of an education, it’d also let you hang with your friend more and maybe even get you a few more. And the place Goldengrape is opening his soda shop in has some living space on the upper floor with a whole room he doesn’t know what do with, so you can stay there, at least until we can come up with something more permanent.”
Gillian mulled upon it for a second then nodded her head. “Okay,” she said simply. It felt…weird…to be so accepting of this outside assistance after so long of constantly refusing it, fearing any strings that might be attached or dragging others into a mess she hadn’t been able to see a way out of.
But now she couldn’t help but think she should’ve done this ages ago.
Greta grinned warmly at Gillian’s acceptance and gave her a pat on the back. “It’s going to be okay now, Gillian,” she assured as she did so.
“Yeah,” Gillian agreed, smiling as she felt a warmth within her she hadn’t felt in too long, “it’s going to be okay.”
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Ponyfanatic
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562376
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Main 6,Main 7 (EqG),Mane 5,Misty,Sprout,Alternate Universe,Crossover,Drama,Mystery,Random,My Little Pony: A New Generation,My Little Pony: Equestria Girls,My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
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Watching The Timeline
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The main characters from FiM, Gen 5, and EqG have been transported to a theater to watch their adventures in the timeline.
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<p><span style="color:#A66EBE">"Now I truly understand. The Elements were just symbols. The real magic has always been right here. And the more who understand how powerful friendship is the stronger we'll be." Twilight's eyes glowed a pearl white. "Together!"</span></p><p>Twilight Sparkle has faced her last problem, at least, that's what she thinks. Cozy Glow, Queen Chrysalis, and Tirek have been placed in stone imprisonment, locked away for eternity for their crimes. But when one story ends, another one begins.</p><hr/><p><span style="color:#E97135">"You can take my cutie mark, but you can’t take what makes me… me! Hope. Hope for a better future, for all ponies to make their mark. That’s why you and I are </span><span style="font-style:italic;color:#E97135">never</span><span style="color:#E97135"> going to be the same, Opaline. Because I have hope. And I have friendship."</span></p><p>Sunny Starscout, once misfit turned hero of Equestria. She, along with her friends, were able to return magic and friendship back to Equestria. But soon after, she had to defeat Opaline Arcana, alicorn of fire. With her hope and friendship, she was able to stop Opaline from gaining power and trap her in a Together Tree. But then she had to travel to Starlight Ridge and free the Auroracorns from Allura, a winged leopard with the power to control anypony with her "purr". </p><p>Fortunately, she was able to stop Allura and return freedom to the Auroracorns. But there is so much else to be done, and so little time. Screenplay, an indigo alicorn, must show these ponies the lessons of the past to bring a better future.</p>
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everyone
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2024-08-01T08:06:08+00:00
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2024-08-01T08:06:08+00:00
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"Urgh... my head..." Twilight groaned. The last thing she remembered was being in Canterlot before a flash of a bright, white light blinded her. She looked around, she was in a dark area.
"Hello? Hello! Is... is anyone here?" She called out.
"Twilight?" She heard a voice call out, she recognized the voice, it was her friend, Rarity. "Twilight, is that you?"
"Rarity? Is that really you?" Twilight asked.
"Yes, it is." Rarity responded, "Where are we?"
"I... I don't know, but if you're here, then our other friends must be too!" Twilight said, connecting the dots. "Applejack?! Rainbow Dash?! Pinkie Pie?! Fluttershy?! Spike?! Starlight Glimmer?!" She called out, it was a few seconds before another voice spoke up.
"Twilight? What's happening? Where am ah?" She heard a southern drawl, one that could only belong to Applejack.
"Where are we?" She heard another voice ask, one that was Rainbow's. "And why is it so dark?"
"Ooh! Ooh! Is this a surprise party?" She heard a giggly voice ask.
"Girls? Where are you all? It's so... so dark!" A soft voice asked. "Can't you use your magic to at least brighten it up?"
Twilight mentally groaned, why didn't she think of that? She lit up her horn, and the surrounding brightened up, she looked around and saw her friends. "Girls!"
"Twilight!" The Mane Six rushed together in a group hug, not wanting to let go.
"Where are we?" Rarity asked. "And what is this place?"
Twilight looked around, and saw a small switch. She flipped it, and some lights lit up. "Fascinating," She muttered.
"What is this place?" Rainbow asked, she saw a big screen and some pillows on the ground. "And, what's that big black rectangle?"
"Oh, I know that! That's a "TV", I saw a lot of those in human world!" Twilight said. "Though, if we were in the human world, we wouldn't be ponies..."
Suddenly, the white outline of a small dragon appeared, and out came Spike, knocked out. "Spike!" Twilight said, rushing over to him.
"Is he alright?" Rarity asked.
Twilight inspected Spike before sighing, "He's knocked out, but who would do this?"
"Uh... Twilight? Something's happening!" Fluttershy said. She pointed to the faint outlines of two ponies.
"New friends? Or maybe it's an old one!" Pinkie said. The ponies revealed to be Starlight Glimmer and Trixie, both fainted. "Starlight? Trixie?"
"Oh, dear." Applejack muttered. Not too long after, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna showed up, both knocked out.
"Now who could've done this? The princesses!?" Applejack said.
"That would be me!" The group turned around and saw an indigo alicorn, smiling brightly. "Okay, look, I know it looks bad..."
"Bad?! You kidnapped us!" Rainbow angrily said.
"And it was for a good reason." The indigo alicorn replied, rather calmly. "Let me introduce myself, I am Screeenplay, alicorn of vision."
Twilight walked up to Screenplay, "I am Twilight Sparkle, princess of-"
"-Friendship, yes, I know. I know everything about you all!" Screenplay said. "I kind of watch the timeline, make sure nothing changes."
"Shouldn't you be doin' your job, then?" Applejack said. "Why bring us here?"
Screenplay sighed, "I've brought you all here to... react to your adventures! You won't be alone, you'll be reacting with the future generation of Elements. Along with people from the human realm, I'm sure Twilight has told you about that, right?"
"Okay, but then, why knock us out?" Twilight asked, gesturing to the knocked out creatures.
"Believe me, that was not my intent. The transportation temporarily knocks out the ponies - or creatures - that are being transported, well, most of the time." Screenplay explained. "Your friends should wake up soon, so in the meantime, why don't I give a short tour before I teleport the other two groups?"
"If we're gonna stay here, we might as well know the layout." Applejack said.
"Yes!" Screenplay said. "Okay, so this is the main area. This is where the most important ponies will watch," He pointed behind him, where there were three doors. "The middle one is where everycreature in your Equestria will watch, once we progress more, more creatures will come to the main area!"
"I'm assuming the other two are for the other groups?" Rarity said.
"Bingo!" Screenplay chucked. He lead them to a table, which only had three stacks of plates and glass cups. "This is the kitchen, where you'll get your food."
"Are you kidding me right now? There's nothing here!" Rainbow said.
He grabbed a plate with his magic, he closed his eyes when a slice of apple pie appeared on it. "Ta-da! Anything you think of will appear on the plate you're holding, same goes for the drinks."
"Facinating," Twilight said, grabbing one of the plates. "Anything?"
"Well, any food." Screenplay specified. He lead the group then to a door, he opened it, which revealed a hallway full of doors. "This is the main resting quarters, I've designed the room of the occupant to look exactly like the room in your houses. There are prints of cutie marks on the doors so you know which one's which."
"Cool!" Pinkie replied. She went into her room, and inside looked exactly like the one from Sugarcube Corner. "It's like I never left!"
"Now, then, if you'll follow me here." He lead them to a door with the symbol of a question mark. "This is the holo-world room, just say where you want to go, and it will transport you to a holographic version of that place. Just, be specifific."
Screenplay looked at the time, "Ah! Your friends should be waking up soon, I'll be going now. You'll be expecting some visitors,"
"Okay, so you mean to tell me, us and ponies from other dimensions are going to watch us?!" Trixie gawked.
"Yup, that's it!" Pinkie said. "Well, he did say that one of them would be a future Equestria!"
"So, there'll be a future me?" Trixie asked.
"I think this "Screenplay" meant a farther future, Trix." Starlight said. "Speaking of which, how do we know we can trust him?"
"He didn't seem evil when we talked to him," Twilight said. "I don't think he would hurt us, though, we still don't know his real intentions."
"What'dya mean? Bringing ponies to watch their adventures sound pretty reasonable, Twilight!" Pinkie said. "Besides, we get unlimited cake!"
"I agree with Pinkie Pie," Princess Celestia said, wiping a few cake crumbs off her face. "A pony who gives unlimited cake couldn't be evil."
Princess Luna rolled her eyes, "Sister, your cake addiction is getting out of hoof."
"When will the others get here?" Rainbow asked, munching on chips. "It's been what, fifteen minutes?"
"I agree, I wanna see myself on the screen." Spike said.
"Ack!" A voice said, the group turned to see Sunset Shimmer, and a few other ponies that looked strangely like the Mane 6. "Where am I? And why am I a pony again?"
"Sunset? Is that you?" Twilight asked.
"Princess Twilight!" Sunset smiled, getting up. "Do you know where we are?"
"Well, we're-" Twilight was cut off by a symphony of screams.
"I'm... I'm a pony?!" Human Rarity shrieked. "Sunset, is this what it's like in Equestria?!"
"Eh, you'll get used to it." Human Rainbow shrugged. "Me and Twilight already are, we're kinda pros at pony-ing."
The Human Twilight adjusted her glasses, unlike Princess Twilight, she was a plain unicorn. "Well, we were in Equestria for around an hour, I wouldn't say we're pros."
"My hair's so fluffy!" Human Pinkie noticed. "And is that another me!? I've always wanted another me!"
"Well... this is weird." Human Applejack said.
"Oh, my... I didn't think I would be a pony..." Human Fluttershy said.
Sunset faced Princess Twilight, "Do you know why we're here? The last thing I remember was a flash of light."
"And you weren't knocked out? Screenplay said that you would..." Twilight said.
"Who's Screenplay?" Sunset asked. "Wait, you knew about this?"
"What? No! When we arrived here, we were knocked out by the light, except, you're not?" Twilight asked. "Nevermind. Screenplay is an alicorn, and we've been teleported here to watch our adventures."
"Why?"
Twilight shrugged, "He never said why,"
"And... where is this alicorn?" Sunset asked.
"Well, he said that he would bring the future generation to watch with us as well." Twilight said. "He watches over the timeline, and apparently is able to go to any time he wants."
"Right, um, is there any way out?" Sunset asked.
Twilight sighed, "No. Nothing, but I don't think he'll harm us, so you have nothing to worry about. But, um, maybe you should help the others adjust."
Sunset nodded, "Of course."
"Oh, and by the way, I think CHS will be joining us as well. Because he transported everycreature in Equestria to join us too." Twilight said.
"What? But where are they?" Sunset looked around. "Are they in another room?"
"Yep, they're in the middle room behind us." Twilight said. Sunset looked behind her and saw three doors.
"One of them is Equestria, one is CHS, and the other is the Equestria of the future?" Sunset asked.
"I think, we haven't checked yet." Twilight responded.
"I'm gonna explore this place," Sunset said. She turned to her friends, who looked a little adjusted. "Guys? I'm gonna explore this place, wanna come?"
"Aw, yeah! There has to be something cool in here." Human Rainbow replied.
Pinkie was eating multiple slices of cake when a small note fell in front of her. "Huh? Ooh!" She picked up the note, "Hey, Twilight!"
Twilight walked over to the pink mare, who handed her a note. "I found this on the ground! It's for you!"
"Hey, Twilight, I'll be teleporting the last group in a few minutes, but uh, fair warning, you're like legends in their time, so... yeah! Good luck! P.S. Make sure to put your human versions in their rooms for a bit, we don't wanna overwhelm them."
Twilight sighed. "Sunset! Can you put your friends in the resting quarters?"
"Uh, sure?"
A few minutes later, eight creatures appeared in the room. Seven ponies, and one baby dragon. There was an orange mare, with golden translucent wings and a horn sprouting out from her, Twilight deduced that she must've been the leader. There was a white pegasus with a hot pink mane, a purple unicorn with a blue mane, a pink pegasus with a purple mane, a yellow stallion with a teal mane, a blue unicorn with a mane that was red, orange, and yellow, and a red stallion, with a blonde mane, and a teal baby dragon.
"Okay... so the note said that we're basically legends in their time, so we should go easy on them." Twilight advised.
The orange mare slowly stirred, before waking up. "Wha... huh? Where am I?" She looked around, and saw her friends, lying on the ground! She turned around and saw Twilight Sparkle, and her friends. "Who... who are you?" She asked.
She didn't know if she could trust them, but she had her alicorn form on. "We're friends, you can trust us." Twilight said. "I'm Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship, and technically, ruler of Equestria."
Her eyes widened. "Wait! You're Princess Twilight Sparkle!? Omigosh! This... this is so exciting! You're like, legends!" She squealed. "I'm Sunny Starscout! We got your message in the-" A purple tape covered her mouth, and she couldn't speak.
"Oops! Sorry about that." Screenplay said, flying down. "Let me explain everything."
A few minutes later, Sunny's other friends woke up, and Screenplay explained everything. The others had introduced themselves as Zipp Storm, Izzy Moonbow, Pipp Petals, Hitch Trailblazer, Misty Brightdawn, Sprout Cloverleaf, and Sparky. "So, wait, you're telling me. we're going to be watching Princess Twilight's adventures?!"
Screenplay nodded. "Our friends and family are in the other rooms behind us, correct?" Zipp asked, to which he nodded again. "Could we... see them?"
"Later, when we're done with the first two episodes." Screenplay said.
"Episodes?" Zipp asked. "What do you mean by episodes?"
"This is going to be in a show format, so there will be seasons, episodes, movies, and more." Screenplay said.
"Um, Screenplay?" Hitch asked.
"Yes?"
"You said this is the main room, where all of the main characters watch?" He didn't know if he liked being called a character, but he had no other words to describe. "So, why is Sprout here?"
Sprout looked down, "Ah, yes. You see, he is a vital part of your journey, and he deserves a chance of redemption. Being here should help him see that." Screenplay explained.
"But why? If he were with the other ponies in our Equestria, he would've still been able to watch it, right?" Hitch said.
"Yes, but being here should help him even more." Screenplay said. Hitch was about to retort but Sunny quickly spoke up.
"You said there were... duplicates of Twilight Sparkle and her friends? From another world, right? Where are they?" Sunny asked.
"In the resting quarters, so that you wouldn't have been overwhelmed." Screenplay said.
Sunny nodded. "But, how would we tell them apart?"
"Well, in their world, they are what is known as humans, we will be referring to them as "Human Rainbow", "Human Applejack", you get it. The only one exempted from this is their Twilight Sparkle, who will be called Sci-Twi, seeing that is what the fandom calls her..."
"Fandom?"
"Forget I said anything, we shouldn't break the fourth wall." Screenplay said.
"So, everyone from our Equestria will be watching us as well? From their waiting room?" Misty gulped.
"Don't worry, Misty! If you're scared of what they'll think of you, then just ignore it! That always works for me when I see hate comments." Pipp said.
"So, Mister Screenplay, you said something about a hologram of Equestia, can we go there?" Izzy asked.
"During the breaks we'll have." Screenplay said.
"Awesome!" Izzy said.
"Will we be able to talk while reacting?" Sunny asked.
"Yes, except one rule, no spoilers. If you spoil anything, that purple tape will cover your mouth." Screenplay said. "Besides that, you can say anything! Maybe not vulgarity, seeing as we'll be in the presence of a baby dragon."
Hitch nodded. "Agreed."
"So! If we'll get started..." He levitated a remote over to him, and opened the TV. "Does anyone have any questions?"
Everypony shook their heads while Sunset let her friends back into the main room. "Okay! So, let's start!" He pressed the episode: "Mare in the Moon", and it started playing.
Starlight looked at Sprout, who looked downcast. She moved over to him, and spoke up. "Hey, are you alright?" Starlight asked.
"I don't know..." Sprout muttered.
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TheLegendaryBillCipher
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562377
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Sunny Flare,Trixie,Comedy,Romance,Slice of Life,My Little Pony: Equestria Girls
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Smoke and Mirrors
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It's a collision of egos and talents when Sunny Flare has to share the stage with a Great and Powerful Magician from CHS.
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<p>Sparks fly when Sunny Flare, Drama Queen of Crystal Prep has to share the stage with a certain Great and Powerful Magician from Canterlot High School.</p><hr/><p>A thank you to <a href="/user/319400/Scholarly-Cimmerian" rel="nofollow">Scholarly-Cimmerian</a> for proofreading before publishing. Cover by me.</p><p><span style="color:#265DAF">T</span><span style="color:#333">h</span><span style="color:#265DAF">r</span><span style="color:#333">e</span><span style="color:#265DAF">e</span> <span style="color:#333">o</span><span style="color:#265DAF">f</span> <span style="color:#333">S</span><span style="color:#265DAF">i</span><span style="color:#333">x</span><span style="color:#265DAF">.</span></p>
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everyone
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2024-07-30T00:37:43+00:00
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2024-07-30T00:37:43+00:00
| 178 |
Sunny Flare huffed as she stepped out of the meeting room. It was designated for the different clubs and their presidents—and it was where the club schedules were kept. She looked to her friend, Lemon Zest, who was nodding along to the beat playing through her headphones as she leaned against the wall next to the door.
“Lemon,” Sunny called.
Lemon jumped, her headphones falling down around her neck. She quickly switched them off. “Oh, hey Sunny. Finally ready to go?”
“Yes, I just needed to pick up the Drama Club’s schedule,” Sunny said, her eyes scanning the document on the clipboard. As she walked off, Lemon followed along beside her. “Now, what were you saying?”
“I was saying Sugarcoat had an idea for the science fair. Something about food and energy output,” Lemon said. “We just need a time so we can all meet up to confirm it.”
“Right, let me just check my schedule to see when I’m available…” Sunny said, checking the next page. She stopped dead in the hallway, her eyes wide. Lemon flinched as she let out a bloodcurdling scream—the other students in the hallway whirled around to see what was wrong, only to dismiss it when they saw who it came from.
“What’s wrong, Sunny?” Lemon asked. “They didn’t kick you out of Drama Club, did they?”
“What? No! It’s worse!” Sunny exclaimed. “There’s some sort of talent show in my time slot!” She bit her lower lip, looking up and down the hallway. Her eyes caught the woman she was seeking and she bolted towards her.
“Principal Cadance!” Sunny called, pointing at her clipboard as she ran up to her. Lemon followed behind her at a slower pace.
“Sunny Flare, what seems to be the problem?” Cadance asked, turning to her and tilting her head.
“There seems to be a mistake with the stage schedule,” Sunny said. “There wasn’t a talent show on the schedule yesterday.”
“Oh, yes. I’d been meaning to let you know: we’re hosting Canterlot High School’s Talent Show. It seems their stage was recently damaged, so in a show of good faith, I’m letting them host it here,” Cadance explained. “And, in fairness, the talent show is also open to Crystal Prep students.”
“B-But,” Sunny protested. “We’ve been rehearsing a play for that date.”
“Don’t worry, Sunny. The play has just been moved to next week,” Cadance reassured her. “This will just be a one-time thing. Once Canterlot High’s stage is fixed, they’ll go back to using it. And look at it this way: your actors have more time to rehearse and you have more time to get it ready.”
Cadance flashed her a reassuring smile, patted her on the shoulder, and moved on.
Sunny, meanwhile, grumbled as she shoulders sagged, her grip on the clipboard tightening.
“Huh,” Lemon remarked. “Wonder what happened to CHS’s stage?”
The door to Crystal Prep’s backstage banged open, harder than Trixie had intended. She lowered her hood as she stepped in, gently shutting the door behind her this time. Her eyes narrowed as she surveyed the backstage area, making her way through slowly.
As she walked over and began poking some guide ropes, someone cleared their throat loudly behind her. Trixie let out a yelp and whirled around, holding up her hands defensively.
Sunny put her hands on her hips as she glared at her. “Who are you, and what do you think you’re doing back here?” she demanded.
Trixie straightened up, smoothing out her hoodie. “I am the great and powerful Trixie! Stage magician extraordinaire!” she proclaimed. “I came here from Canterlot High to make sure the stage was up to standards.” She looked around with a snobbish frown. “I suppose this will have to do.”
Sunny grit her teeth. “Well I’m Sunny Flare, and you and your talent show messed up my Drama Club’s play!” she snapped, narrowing her eyes and leveling an accusing finger at Trixie. “No one messes with my schedules. Besides, I bet you’re all bluster. You’re no great and powerful magician.” She crossed her arms with a smirk.
Trixie let out an affronted gasp that would have made Rarity proud, a hand going over her heart for added effect. “How dare you! Well, at least I can stand on my own—you wouldn’t last a second in the talent show without your little troupe backing you up.”
Sunny’s fists clenched. “Alright, that does it,” she said. “You, me, this stupid talent show. I’ll show you what I can do.”
“So it’s a Show-Off, is it?” Trixie remarked with a raised eyebrow. “Fine. May the best performance win.”
“Oh, I will,” Sunny said with a grin.
The two thrust their hands out, shook on it, and stormed off their separate ways. Both grumbling under their breaths—and both flushed red in the face.
“I can’t believe the nerve of her!” Trixie exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. Sunset and Pinkie watched her pace back and forth before them. Fortunately, there wasn’t band practice that day.
“Yeah!” Pinkie agreed, before frowning. “Wait, who are we talking about again?”
“Sunny Flare! That insufferable drama queen! She had the nerve to say I was ‘all bluster.’ Can you believe that?” Trixie whirled around on the two.
“A little,” Sunset admitted with a shrug.
“Acting all important because she’s head of her Drama Club or whatever,” Trixie growled.
“Listen, Trixie, I’m sure she’s not that bad. She probably has a lot on her hands as president of her club. We did kinda mess with her schedule,” Sunset said.
Trixie brushed it off. “Well, I’m going to show her I really am great and powerful! I need you two’s help,” she said.
“With what?” Pinkie asked.
Sunset winced. “Please don’t tell me you want us to sabotage her or something.”
Trixie looked taken aback. “What? No! Trixie would never stoop that low. I mean I need your help coming up with a daring enough trick to wow the audience and win this Show-Off!”
Sunset relaxed, though her sigh didn’t seem of relief. “I’ve got a bad feeling about this,” she muttered.
“Yeah,” Pinkie remarked. “I think she should just tell Sunny.”
Sunset frowned and looked to her friend. “Tell her what?”
All she got in response was Pinkie miming zipping her lips shut, sealed with a wink.
“I can’t believe her! That our stage was ‘good enough.’ Good enough! Can you believe that?” Sunny exclaimed.
Sour Sweet and Sugarcoat each raised an eyebrow from their seats, glancing at one another before looking back up at Sunny on the stage.
“Could you care to elaborate?” Sugarcoat asked.
“Yeah, who?” Sour added.
“That insufferable blowhard Trixie from CHS!” Sunny exclaimed, her voice echoing in the empty theater. “She thinks she’s some sort of great and powerful stage magician. Please, as if. I’ll show her at this stupid talent show.”
“You’ve got a talent outside of acting?” Sour remarked.
Sunny shot her a murderous glare.
“Well, stage magicians are similar to actors: they both try to entertain the audience based on a stage-based performance,” Sugarcoat reasoned. “Perhaps in her circles she is this talented.”
“Doesn’t matter,” Sunny said, brushing it off. “I need to come up with a performance that will outdo that blowhard, and I need you two’s help brainstorming just what that will be.”
Sour sighed. “This feels like some sort of weird déjà vu,” she remarked, sinking into her seat.
“I agree,” Sugarcoat said, nodding. “This would probably go better if they talked it out civilly.”
The night of the talent show, the auditorium was more crowded than usual. Not only did the Canterlot High crowd fill the seating, but a few Crystal Prep students wanted to see what the big deal was.
Backstage, Trxie stepped up to the curtain, swishing her cape and adjusting her oversized hat for good measure as she held a haughty look. Sunny, dressed in a glittery leotard and tights daintily skipped in, stretching her legs.
When the two saw one another, they turned away their heated faces before composing themselves.
“Time to show you how ‘all bluster’ the great and powerful Trixie really is!” Trixie proclaimed, standing a little taller.
“Yeah right. It’s time I showed you this ‘drama queen’ can pull her own weight,” Sunny said with a smirk.
“Hah! Wait until you see what Trixie has up her sleeves,” Trixie said, smirking at the stage. “It was so simple, once I took out the pyrotechnics. This flimsy stage of yours is probably more flammable than the last one.”
Sunny’s eyes shot open and her pupils shrunk. Her face went red as she clenched her fists. “You were the one who damaged the Canterlot High stage?” she nearly shrieked. “And you dare step on my stage?!”
“Uh, last I checked, this was Crystal Prep’s stage, not yours,” Trixie said, seemingly unbothered. “And tonight, it shall be mine, for the great and powerful Trixie!”
Sunny grit her teeth, but before she could shout another retort, the announcer cut her off.
“And now, the Great and Powerful Trixie Lulamoon!” he announced.
Trixie stuck her tongue out at Sunny as she strolled on stage, waving to the applauding audience.
“Thank you, thank you!” she proclaimed, giving a sweeping bow. “Tonight, the great and powerful Trixie shall dazzle you with her magic! First, Trixie’s famous card trick!”
She took off her hat and produced a deck of cards. Slipping her hat back on, she shuffled the cards from hand to hand. “Now, watch closely. Here’s your card!” She drew a card to the deck and looked away, showing the audience it was a two of hearts, before slipping it back into the deck.
After some more fancy shuffling, she dropped the deck into her hat. “And now, your card!” she proclaimed, reaching into her hat. After feeling around for a few seconds, she seemed concerned and physically looked. Then she turned her hat right-side up and shook it.
“Oh c’mon! Where are you, stupid card,” Trixie muttered, before blushing as the entire deck spilled out of her sleeves. She flashed a grin to the audience and picked up the cards amidst their laughing.
“Seems that one wasn’t, heh, in the cards for me,” Trixie said. She frowned and caught the two of hearts as it fell from her hat, pocketing it with the others. “Up next, the ring trick!”
Reaching behind her back, she produced golden hoops, each the size of a bracelet. She twirled them around her hands before smirking and linking the two together. “Now, watch as I break them apart—without breaking them!” she proclaimed.
As she moved to pull them apart, her hands slipped into the hoops, which caused them to act more like handcuffs. Trixie flashed the audience another grin, their laughs growing louder as she tried to tug them apart. After a great deal of struggling, she finally managed to pull them apart.
Grumbling under her breath, she tucked the hoops back up her sleeves. “Well, that’s all the time I have for tonight, folks. For my final trick: my famous disappearing act! Behold!” she exclaimed, raising her hand.
As she cast it down, smoke erupted at her feet. The audience gasped as it slowly cleared away—revealing Trixie was indeed gone, but unfortunately her hat wasn’t. The hatless magician snuck back on stage, flashed another sheepish grin, and took her hat back. The audience applauded and laughed as she retreated backstage.
Trixie huffed as she replaced her hat, passing by a smirking Sunny, who was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. “Hah!” she guffawed.
“And next, we have Sunny Flare!” the announcer said.
“Now for a real performance,” Sunny said to Trixie, walking gracefully onto the stage.
The lights dimmed and a spotlight lit up the stage as Sunny took center stage. She raised her hands above her head as a melodic song started playing. Sunny shut her eyes and took a deep breath, before dancing gracefully to the rhythm.
While she had some ballet experience, Sunny was less graceful at interpretive dancing. She sometimes stumbled on her twirls as the music shifted, or faltered when she tried to strike a pose. Admittedly, she had spent more time planning than practicing for once—and if anyone in the Drama Club found out, they’d never let her live it down.
After a few minutes, the music drew to a close and Sunny gave a graceful bow to the audience. As she left the stage and the lights came on, she could hear their applause, but it didn’t erase how hot her face felt.
She stepped out of the auditorium and was surprised to see Trixie sitting against the wall in the hallway outside, her oversized hat in her hands. She glanced up at Sunny before looking away.
“So, Trixie supposes your performance really was better and that you won,” she muttered.
Sunny opened her mouth, wanting to lie and agree with her, but she ultimately sighed. Her shoulders slouched. “Not… really. I don’t think I did that much better a job,” she admitted. “I’m… I’m sorry about arguing with you, and all this. And I’m sure those pyrotechnics were probably an accident.”
“Trixie… I’m sorry, too,” Trixie said. “I was… actually trying to impress you.” Pink flushed her blue cheeks.
Sunny’s eyebrows raised. “What?”
“When I first saw you, I thought… well, that you were cute. And you being the head of the Drama Club and running such a great stage? I thought that was… really cool.” Trixie shrunk back into her cape, trying to hide her face.
Sunny blinked in surprise, feeling her own cheeks warm. “I… I have to admit I was trying to impress you too.” She looked away and ran a hand through her bangs. “I thought you were pretty cute too, and pretty stylish. But my friends were right, we’re also alike. And doing your act solo? That’s impressive.”
“Perhaps you would like to… meet up later?” Trixie offered, eyes looking hopeful.
“Yeah, I’d like that,” Sunny said, smiling warmly.
“And now, the winner of the talent show…” came the announcer’s voice from back in the auditorium.
Trixie and Sunny’s eyes widened, the former scrambling to her feet before they raced backstage together, joining the other contestants.
They skidded to a halt when they saw Fluttershy standing on the stage, her cheeks flushed as she bowed to the applauding audience. Rows of birds on perches stood beside her, chirping and squawking away.
“Fluttershy and her bird symphony!” the announcer concluded.
Sunny’s jaw went slack while Trixie just sighed.
“How does she keep doing it…” she muttered, eyes narrowing.
“Well,” Sunny said with a huff. “Looks like our Show-Off is a draw?”
“It looks like it,” Trixie agreed, turning to face her. “And… perhaps that’s for the best.”
She smiled and offered Sunny her hand. Sunny smiled and nodded, taking it. The two walked back out into the hallway together.
Pinkie and Sugarcoat, backstage, watched them go, nodding in approval.
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Flash Sentry,Original Character,Other,Alternate Universe,Crossover,Human,Comedy,Science Fiction,Thriller,Kamen Rider,My Little Pony: Equestria Girls,Death,Violence
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Zangetsu: Surviving My Friends Family
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Flash Sentry lost everything on that Fateful day. But, He also gained something more.
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<p><b>It happened One Day. </b></p><p><b>A single accident took away his future as Flash Sentry was the lone survivor of the accident. With no one to go to and no one to be with he was broken down. Untile he got a call from one of his oldest friend who suffered the same fate like him. </b></p><p><b>Now He and his childhood friend Taiyo are in for a adventure of a life time as they are apart of the most Dangerous Family in the world.... And Flash trying to save his friend from a Siscon Brother who can kill him with a snap.</b></p><p><b>Expect Tokusatsu Elements in this story later on as they develop in hear.</b></p>
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"It happened one day. Unexpectedly, Before anyone even knew what happened."
Helicopters were coming in towards the crime scene which was revealed to be a fallen plane which was located in the sea of Pacific. The Lights panned towards down below the fall where they tried to find any one below the crash. Which was discovered to be impossible as there were only broken peace's of the planes interiors and wings that were a bit far back where the crash was.
"We don't spot any sight of people down below." The pilot of the helicopter told on the radio as his partner checked from behind to see anyone but same no luck."We should report back and send in the retrieval team to gather the dead bodies and the plans-"
"Oi what's that's!" The person behind pointed up front as the pilot saw where he was pointing and see a flare launched in the sky."A F-Flare?! Someone must be alive! Oi Check where it came from!"
The other helicopters panned there lights towards the direction the Flare was launched as it revealed to be a half broken wing of the plane that was a bit far from the crash sight, and on the broken wing was revealed to be a person resting on it as he bearly held on to it with his life.
The piolet from before saw this and quickly gave order."There's a person down there! Get down and quickly retrieve him now, He bearly is holding on!"
The person below was a blue hair teen boy who was unconscious him self as he struggled to stay away in the cold water. His body held injuries with blood leaking from his head aswell as his arms and legs as he thought he'll be fish food before help could even arrive. But Miraculously help came just in time before he could even kick the bucket as his eyes saw some people in black uniform running towards him.
"I lost everyone important that day. With a signal accident.... And it wasn't just me who suffered."
In another place, Heavy rain fell on the road side of the place as there was a broken fence of a small cliff side.
Down below the cliff was a crashed car which was upside down. The family inside the car didn't make it though as there were fallen bodies of the family. Except for one though, As a boy with red hair was lying down with a head injury and a scar on his left eye. He opened his eyes slowly to see the face of his younger brother who was Infront of him, Lifeless.
He struggles to get up as he grit his teeth and try to get up but his hands didn't move because of the injuries. He could only watch his dead family in despair as they all were dead.
"That day we learned."
Few minutes later the ambulance were parked out near the crash as the paramedics took the unconscious body of the boy in the ambulance.
But before he was escorted in the ambulance. His eyes gained a little conscious to see to his right, as the police put blankets over the corpse of his family. He could only watch with lifeless eyes as he was put in the ambulance.
"That life was cruel."
The atmosphere was despair as the rain fell down.
People were gathered together as they were black clothes for the funeral as they also had umbrellas over them to shield from the rain. There were also students from CHS aswell as the school principal and vice principal. Celestia and Luna. They were all gathered hear for the funeral of three people who's photo's were on each tombstones as there were written names down below.
Trail Blazer: Jet Pilot, Good Man and Beloved Father.
Misty Vail: Brilliant Archeologist. Caring Mother.
Scootaloo: Beloved Sister.
All there Coffins were being lowered down to the ground as the people could only watch sorrowfully. Including Rainbow Dash who had tears streaming down her eyes as Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy gave her comfort aswell as Rarity who was giving her younger sister Sweetie Belle comfort as she was crying on her chest. The same was with Applejack giving her sister Apple Bloom Comfort as she also cried on her sister's shoulders.
Sunset looked at her friends looks of despair and sarrow as they were grieving. But, The one who felt more despair then any other was the one Infront. She looked towards the back of the one who stood Infront of the coffins as they were being lowered down in the ground.
Flash Sentry had his eyes covered by his hair which were Infront because of the rain as there was a large scar on the left side of his face.. But he did care as He let the rain fell on his without a care as he was getting soaked. His sight never left the coffins which started to disappear in to the ground as he just stood there.
After this was done. The wholes where covered by dirt as they were soon full as the people behind him started to get in the Reception to avoid the rain but he stood there just looking at the place where his family was at.
The Rainbooms saw him still there aswell as Celestia and Luna. They decided to approach him but had to be cautious as they went towards him. Celestia went and put a hand on his shoulder as she put the Umbrella over him."Flash, I'm sorry for your loss. And what you went through." Her voice was sincere and was filled with guilt. He didn't answer as she imagined him still not in the mood."I-Its no rush for you to come to school. You just went through this truma and we can give you time to recover."
The two pair waited for him to say anything or even give a single nod... But, No came as he just stood on there. She wanted to say something else but her sister tapped her shoulder as Luna shook her head signaling her to give him space. She looked back at her student and then with a heavy breath she turned and left with her sister. But no before giving him one last look of worry.
The Rainbooms just stood there as the two younger siblings had left to the reception. They didn't know how to approach him neither did there new friend Twilight who looked at the teen with pity. She just meet him few weeks back in the friendship games and she didn't know him well other then him knowing about her a bit. It was strange but he later let it go. She looked at her friends who were struggling to even approach him and what to say, as she also didn't known what to say to him aswell.
'I don't know about him much and the girls said that there was my double ganger who looked like me and he fell her her but couldn't accept there feelings. I look like her and it I went towards him and say "I'm Sorry for your loss" then it would just make it worse as he'll think I would be playing with his feelings.' Swi-Twi thought as she couldn't think of a logical way to say anything to him without making it look bad or worse as he was in an emotional state right now.
The girls gave each other looks as they thought on which would go and say something to him. As they did that someone already made his way towards him and that someone was Rainbow Dash who didn't hold an Umbrella and let the rain fell on her. The Rainbooms were shocked but didn't say anything as they waited to see what would happen. How would this go?
"....."
"....."
Both teens just stood near one another as they sadly looked down at the coffins. They didn't say, not speak to each other. Other then the noise of the Rain droops be heard to them, which tell deaf to Flash ears.
After waiting for how long. The rainbow hair girl spoke first."...What would you do now." It wasn't a Question, Nor a Demand or anything. She just said what was on her mind and said it loud Infront.
The wet hair still covering his eyes as they weren't scene. No words came out as the Rainbooms except Rainbow Dash thought something had happened to his mind. When he finally spoke one sentence.
".....I'm leaving."
No other words were spoken as the sentence left his lips. The other girls heard his voice as it all Hallow and with no emotions. Rainbow didn't say anything else as she understood and just nodded."Take care...." was all she had to say.
With that, The Rainbow hair girl turned towards her friends as she motions them all to leave. They wanted to say something anything else but with the look Rainbow Dash gave made them shut up and leave. Sunset looked back one last time at the blue hair boy as she saw his back still turned. She just said something that sounded 'I'm Sorry' under her breath and left.
Flash then was left alone to his own suffering as he kept his eyes down. Then he slowly looked upward towards the raining sky as his hair moved over from his eyes to see.
The Dead Eyes that held nothing in them as it was like his soul was taken.
"I lost more then just my Family that Day. As it was also the time I lost my Self."
[Flash Back: Hospital]
"There's nothing else we could do. He was the only one making it out of that crash."
"His bones are beginning to snow signs of recovery as they are healing soon."
"The head stain is also begining to heal. No certain injury to the Brian thought but let's leave that when he wakes up."
The Doctors were all discussing about what had happened and there patients health. The Patient revealed to be Flash him self as he had bandages wrapped over his head aswell as his arms. His left side also had bandages with cloth to cover the scar. The monitor checked his vitals as he was breathing through the mask on his face.
"Sensei! How could he survive through this! The disaster left noting back?" A young doctor asked as he looked at the folder.
"Guess, This young lad was the luckiest of them all. To survive through that ordeal and only come out with minor injuries. Not only that but also stay conscious even if losing blood from the Brain as the brain tends to function less witch low blood flow." A man said with white large white fluffy hair and light brown pale skin. He studied the boys vital as he saw how much damage he took."With also the injuries on the hands.... It's a miracle he made it in time or else he not only would have lost his life. If he was to even make it late.... He would have been in a vegetated state for the rest of his life." He told the other as this was indeed a miracle.
Just then Flash suddenly jolted awake causing the doctors to take back in the patients awakening."H-He's Awake! The Patients Awake?!" The intern yelled out as the other doctors trying to calm the patient down.
"O-Oi Daijoubu Ka!"
Flash didn't listen much as he pulled the air mask off and breath in heavily. 'What? What happened?!' He looked around seeing that he was in a hospital room and the doctors were trying to calm him down.'How?! How did I get hear!'
"Hey, Hey calm down there boy." His sight was a bit heavy but soon focused enough to see a doctor calling him and calming him down."It's ok kid. Your safe now as your in the hospital. Right now you need to relax or you'll get stressed." His voice was suting and calm as he brought Flash to his senses.
"W-What happened? How am I hear and where, Where is my Family?!" He asked them as he tried to remember what happened."A-Are they ok?!" He grabbed the doctors coat in desperation as his eyes showed the same emotions."Is my family ok!"
The doctor didn't say anything as he gently grabbed his hands and pulled them off his coat and grabbed them. The other couldn't have the courage to say anything to him as they let him tell the bad news.
The Doctor then asked."Do you not remember what happened."
Flash was confused as he let his hands go from his and try to remember. Why couldn't he remember what happened and how was he hear. He remembered that going out with his family to-
He gasped grabbing his head in pain as the doctors got worried but the one who was near him held out his hand stopping them and shaking his head. Flash head was hurting as he was suddenly getting the memories of the incident.
The Trip to Tokyo Japan.
His family and him getting on board the Plane.
Him seeing the sight with his sister.
Then-
He gasped as the images and memories finally returned back. His arms fell limb as his face was plastered of shock, Horror, realization and finally sarrow.
"Maybe it's best if we leave." The White hair man told the others as he saw the teens look as the other nodded and left him for his own space. He was the last one to leave but not before giving the teen a side glance."I'm sorry for your loss." With that he closed the door and left the teen with his thoughts.
The hall was quite only for the footsteps of the others were heard as they walked through the hall. The intern couldn't help but ask "Kawashita-sensai, was it good idea... Was it a good idea to let him hear what happened. Isn't that harmful for his brain or health." The intern asked the now named Makoto Kawashita who walked in front.
"The Human mind could handle so much things. With each time the human experience a new emotion or stress they go through." Makoto started to give a lesson as he looked forward with a smile."And right now, He needed to hear what had happened aswell as what he went through." He walked through the hall where the windows were as the moon light shined over his face.
"Cause if Not, Then He wouldn't be able to handle it later."
Inside his room. Tears leaked through Flash eyes as he finally had found out on what happened. He couldn't stop his tears from leaking any more as he let them all out."GAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!"
The room was filled with the sound of his crying and voice of despair that day.
[Flash Back End]
When he was finally discharged from the hospital. He was never the same as he eyes were Hallow with no life in them as he may have survived the crash but he never felt alive at all. No, He felt dead from inside.
A corpse walking amongst the living.
After the Funeral, Flash was no putting all his stuff in the boxes as he was sealing them shut."There's a few boxes that are down below. Want me to help out them in the truck or so?" Came a voice from behind as he didn't need to look and just nodded.
The voice belonged to Shining Armor. A Senior Detective of CCPD. He was told about the incident as his Dad knew about Flash's dad as they were coworkers together. He used to talk about him a lot back at home with Shining and even introduced him to the man aswell as Shining could respect man's determination as he didn't stop his own goal. When he heard about the death and his son was the only survivor, That hit him harder then anything as Shining felt despair on losing him. Thought he had to move forward from the man's death he still didn't stop from doing what he thought was right as Trail told him.
But when he saw his son. He saw a boy lose all life and joy from the world as he was like a corpse just moving around. He figured to help him but he didn't know what to say to the teen as he couldn't understand what he was going through. No only surviving through a terrible accident that took everything from him but also losing his family and getting a scar of that time. All he could do was help him move out and hope he'll get help from others at the outer state.
"I'm gonna go take the boxes then and put them in the truck. Mom also making lunch so before you go maybe we should have something to eat or for the road then." Shining said as he went down taking the boxes with him."Oh also, I got some-"
He was cut off when Flash spoke."I'm not that hungry... Beside, My flight would leave soon enough. So I'm in a hurry." With that he went back to sealing the boxes and putting things in the empty ones.
Shining just signed at the failed attempt to interact with the teen. He went down as he thought "I may aswell just help him. The one to maybe help him out are the one waiting for him." He muttered.
With that he just continues on the task. As he left Flash went towards a small box and picked up an item which was his signature hoodie as he slowly and carefully put that inside the box and closed it. He wasn't needed to be reminded of his pain more.
Unnoticed by all, Someone was watching the house from afar as the person wore a dark coat and hat over his head to hide his face. He watched the things being put into the van as it was being ready to go out.
With the things being put in and almost done. He took his leave as he walked away from the place as his task is almost from being done.
Now leaving the air and the place behind. Flash sat on his chair near the window as he put his hand under his chin and looked outside. Being in hear gives him the chill's but it won't stop him from going through as he needs a ride. Thought, He looked back to the other seat to see there were a friendly family by his side which were a mother and a Daughter aswell as a small infant.
"Come on! Let me hold him please, I wanna hold him!" The young girl was constantly trying to reach for her younger sibling but her dad just kept her away from her as he playfully joked by pulling her more back as she struggled to try reach him."Sorry Misaho, You won't reach him from hear! Hahah!"
"Stop that Dad!"
Seeing that family behaviour made him smile a bit, But that soon disappeared as he remembers his family. He shook his head and just rest till he reach his destination.
"Excuse me." He snapped his eyes opened to see a girl beside him. When did she get hear? who looked to be his own age with purple bobbed cut hair and purple eyes. She wore a lose shirt that kinda shows her shoulders aswell as a small jean pants. She had a lollipop in her mouth as she was looking at him."Can I barrow your headphones. Mine are not working right now and I need to listen to some music on the way." She spoke in English as her accent didn't quite matched well with the toon.
Flash didn't seemed to interested in her wearing or language as such but he reluctantly just agreed and gave her his headphones so she won't disturb him."Thanks, It's quite hard to find someone to give there headphones hear as the people I meet were just rude and such. Had to switch seats a lot because of that." She said as she put them on and soon she was listening to her music.
Flash just got some quite time for him self as he looked back at the Window again to try and get his mood right. Which was just plain.
"Shion..."
"Hm?" He looked back at the girl as she still kept the headphones on and didn't leave her position.
"Names Shion. Thought to let you know is all. It's gonna be a long flight back to Tokyo, So might aswell exchange names and all. Don't want to make it awkward later if someday we meet or not." She carelessly told him as her toon said she didn't want that to happen is all.
".... Flash Sentry."
"Weird name. Your from the outer state then. They have a lot of weird names." She said as she then went back to her thing.
With that the flight went swiftly without any trouble this time......That couldn't be said for some people being thrown off the flight tied down.
Taiyo Asano stood at the entrance of the airport as he waited for the arrival of his friend. Well more like childhood friend as the one he was waiting for was Flash him self who he looked up to a lot as he was the only one to stick by his side when he was young. And finding out that he was also the only one to survive the crash of the plane. When he called out to him on the phone and heard the voice that was his. He had to-
"Taiyo!" Before he could ramble more. He was meet with a yell as a young girl with long beautiful dark blue hair that went to her back as there was also a white streak hair that was Infront. She wore her school uniform as she was in a hurry and couldn't change in time in to the meeting."Mutsumi?! How! What are you doing hear? Shouldn't you be at home right now?!"
"Hah... Hah. Gomen." She panted a bit as she got her breath back."When I heard that.. That one of your families relatives son is coming to meet you I had to come and meet him my self." Mutsumi said with excitement. Then she suddenly brought out a big basket that had sweet, breads... and for some reason hair shampoo"So I brought in the gifts needed to greet him aswell as well as being welcome!" She said with cat like smile and large white eyes.
Taiyo just sweat dropped as sees her collection of gifs."Don't know why the hair shampoo was needed." He scratched the back of his head."Mutsumi, What made you decided to come hear? Not that I'm not grateful of you to come but, What made you-" As he was rambling he suddenly was flicked on the head suddenly."Ite."
He rubbed his head where he was flicked over as he sees a pouting Mutsumi who gave him a glare...which looked less intimidating because of cute pout."Your being mean Taiyo-kun! What so I can't meet your friends then! Am I to much of a burden." The last one was said with a sad toon with small tears in her eyes.
"Ano, Where is this small killer instinct coming from?!" He thought as he quickly looked around in confusion...and fright."No!No!No!No! That's not it Mutsumi! I promise it's not that!" He quickly tried to keep her calm from the misunderstanding. Which in return was meet with a small giggle escaping from her lips."Gomen, Didn't mean to be emotional. I was just kidding Taiyo-kun."
He relaxed a bit seeing her smile. But, Soon his smile changed to a frown as he looked back at the waiting gate."Gomen Mutsumi-san, But, The reason I wanted to meet him now was...." He looked back at her as Mutsumi saw his eyes shift to one of Hope, As if there was a single light in them."Was I needed to be sure if it was true or not."
"Eh?"
"Mutsumi...When I heard that, That one of my family relatives are alive. I, I was overjoyed as I don't know what but, But."
He could remember his fallen brother in the car as he tried to reach towards him with his blooded hand but couldn't reach.
The Day when he was in the hospital bed with bandages as Mutsumi was there near his bed looking at him with worry as she held his hand.
Then, It was the funeral as Taiyo sat there looking at the photo's of his parents with a bandage over his left side of the eye.
The sarrow he felt.
"I wanted to see if. My Hope was true or not." Mutsumi just stared at him with her eyes widen as he said that."When, When i lost everyone on that day, Was the most painful day of my life. And not just mine but, It was also the day I thought I lost my other relative and close ones aswell. I was full of sarrow and despair as I thought that no one would be there with me that time. No but you." He said as he gave her a soft smile as Mutsumi gain small tink of pink on her cheeks as he continued."When you were there with me till I woke up. And when I got well you feed me and even took the time to visit me the first day. I finally felt like I was begging to live a little."
"Taiyo...." Mutsumi muttered as she continued to listen.
"Thought. When I heard the news about the plain incident and when I found out about one survivor in the plane and who it was. I suddenly regained one thing that was lost in that crash. Hope." Taiyo said with the look of his eyes showing his colours which had a spark in them."And I wanted to see him my self hear. I heard his voice from the phone but seeing him up close would be proof."
"...."
Taiyo looked up to see if what Mutsumi had to say. Well he didn't expect to find her beginning to tear up. As she looked at him as she continued to cry."Mutsumi, Do-Dont Cry Please! I didn't mean to make you cry or anything." He try to defused her down thinking he said something bad or anything."No, You didn't make me cry by saying something or anything. It's just. Well seeing you regain some of your colours and spark back. It's good." She said with a smile.
Taiyo was surprised as he was about to respond but stopped as his eyes landed on someone coming from the gates. He stood there seeing the person Infront of him coming out of the gate as he stood there looking shock. Mutsumi looked to see Taiyo shocked expression as she looked to see where he was seeing and looked to find a teen standing at the gate.
He was quite average looking as he looked to be between 16 years old as his hair was like her, Blue. But they were done down as there was scar on his left side of the face that was near his eyes. It almost looked like Taiyos. His clothes were consider of a plane white button up shirt aswell as blue jeans pants. Thought one thing was there that matched of Taiyos from a long shot.
The look of Despair.
He had the same look Taiyo had when he first woke up. But, She helped him get through it a bit. Thought He still supported the look even when he's hear.
"Um, Are you Flash Sentry?" She asked as she waited for a response from the teen. Thought she saw him staring it wasn't at her thought. He was looking at the boy. She looked back at Taiyo, Only to find out that he was supporting the same shocked look still as he had his eyes widen. That's when the teen finally spoke as his toon had a little bit Joy with him.
"It's good to finally see you again. Taiyo."
When he heard the name and saw him. Taiyo didn't hold back and his body moved on his own as he ran towards him at full force and gave him a hug. Flash wasn't shocked or anything but surprised a bit though he didn't mind the warm hug. He slowly brought his arms around the boys back and pulled him in and accepted the hug.
"Y-Your. Your Flash Aniki. Right." Taiyo asked as he held on to him and didn't wanted to let go.
Flash nodded."Yeah, It's me. It's good to see you again. Little Red."
There Taiyo didn't care for what was else happening as he hugged him tight and didn't let the boy go. The same was with Flash as he was holding him warmly.
Mutsumi could only watch the heartfelt moment with a smile as she saw Taiyo embracing the teen. The aura around him was changing as it wasn't of sarrow no more. She could only watch this touching scene as they embrace one another.
Thought she wasn't the only one seeing this happen. As Shion was also seeing this scene from far behind the pillar as she saw the two embrace."Huh, Getting all touchy touchy with one another is gross. Thought I can let them have this movement for now." She muttered as she tapped a message in her phone saying 'Mission Complete' . With the message send she stretch a bit."Man I just want to go back to my own room and play my RPG games. Idiot Sister sending me to retrieve him in one piece mission." She muttered.
With that said she up and left from the air pot area. Not before passing by the long black coat individual who was eyeing the two boys. Thought he's gaze was a bit firm yet he had his smile still on him.
Mission: Surviving My Friends Family
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Flash Sentry lost everything on that Fateful day. But, He also gained something more.
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<p><b>It happened One Day. </b></p><p><b>A single accident took away his future as Flash Sentry was the lone survivor of the accident. With no one to go to and no one to be with he was broken down. Untile he got a call from one of his oldest friend who suffered the same fate like him. </b></p><p><b>Now He and his childhood friend Taiyo are in for a adventure of a life time as they are apart of the most Dangerous Family in the world.... And Flash trying to save his friend from a Siscon Brother who can kill him with a snap.</b></p><p><b>Expect Tokusatsu Elements in this story later on as they develop in hear.</b></p>
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It's been a few weeks since Flash came to Tokyo Japan and is now living with Taiyo in his household.
Things were getting calmed since Flash moved away from Canterlot Town. His own home place as he couldn't bare to be in the same place of loneliness as he was felling. Thought with living with Taiyo helped a little bit of easing up to his Emotional damage. Taiyo thought of the same thing as he him self felt despair alone in the house. With having someone close to live by with him was a help he needed to not feel the emptiness.
"Nah, Aniki. What should we get for Lunch today." Taiyo asked Flash as he was walking on the road with him with his school uniform on. Flash was walking by his side as he also had been wearing the same uniform as him.
Just a few weeks back after getting settled in to the house. Flash was given the opportunity to learn with Taiyo at his school so he wouldn't have to miss out his learning or such. He agreed on the matter as he still didn't felt like going but with him living in the house alone all the time and waiting for Taiyo to come back was just more killing in time and not to mention that it kept him from getting any more bad memories. So he got the papers done and with his studies in his old school and Principal Celestia giving him a good recommendation about his progress there. He was given a Second Years spot and became a Senior that time.
"We had Ramen yesterday and let's not forget that the Spicy Rice was good you made. But I want to try something different on today." Taiyo said as Flash just slug his bag behind him as he walks."Don't worry. I thought of making Sea Food Curry as I can afford it with our budget I have." Taiyo frown a bit as he heard that but then smiled.
"I can't wait then. How did you know how to make Seafood curry. You didn't make normal curry even."
Flash just grunted a bit remembered the last time he made the curry. It was a complete disaster.
"What is Flash Aniki!" Taiyo yelled as he got away from the plate which had white rice and.....a purple substance on the side that leaked a dangerous smell of it. Even the flies that flew over it were dead skeletons when they moved by it."Is-Is it Censoring in real Life!!"
"Hah? I thought I got the ingredients right that time." He muttered as he looked at the pot."Guess it rotten away then when I wasn't looking then." He carelessly thought.
"It's Moving!? It's alive!!!"
He popped that Flashback off as he was annoyed a bit. The mess was disgusting as he had to take drastic measures in taking care of it. Which was to throw it in blaze and get away from there as soon as possible for the smell to not reach."I got better in cooking ok. I just had to get out of my slop and all. Beside I was the one to make the Bento na."
"Hai, But you bought them instead of made them."
".... Give them back then."
"Hah! Wait Wait! I was only joking there!" There Taiyo was struggling to get his bag away from Flash as it was a comical scene between the two on the street.
Watching them from back was a small black hair furry dog as he also had a bit of blue tint on them. The dog just saw the scene with his green colour eyes as he then turned around and walked towards a pole to pee on.
Mission: Surviving My Friends Family
Episode 1: Meeting the Yozakura Family
The school bell rang signalling it was lunch time so the teachers closed there lessons for the time as they went out for there relaxing leaving the students to have there own time.
"Nay, Come on Taiyo let's go to the arcade man."
"No way, I want him to go to the karaoke bar later with me."
"I thought we agreed that it would be a swimming pool time to get away from the heat."
"Oh yeah, That's much more reasonable for that."
Three students stood Infront of the said teen seat as they asked him out for a hangout. Usually Taiyo would have been a nervous reck because of what happened to him back then or even struggling to stay conscious Infront of them. But, With now him having company in the house with Flash as both talked to one another to get there stress out. He wasn't much of a wreck.
"Gomen'nasai, I have planes already today as I'm off to the shopping district to get food with Aniki." Taiyo rubbed the back of his head as he apologised making them groan a bit."Maybe tomorrow if something doesn't happen or so. If Flash is not to busy then we won't have much problem to hang out with you guys then." He assured them to not let them feel down. Which in turn got them excited there.
"Really man! That's a deal then." His friend put a arm around him."Seriously man. It would have been torture to see you suffer so we thought to let you in on our fun so you wouldn't have been in much sadness." His friend explained.
"Hai, We thought you would have been an Emo kid then or someone really hard to talk to because he couldn't stay awake Infront of others without passing out." The second chubby one said to him.
The third short one with side hair nodded."Yeah, You really aren't in much pain now are you. That brother of yours really work his magic right."
Taiyo just chuckled a bit as he gave them a crooked smile trying to be polite."Well, Is as they say around. 'It takes a person with a same level of fate to understand one another'." He muttered it quietly.
"Hm, Did you say something Taiyo?" But he was heard so he quickly try to diffuse the situation off."Nothing, Nothing just thinking to my self is all." He waved his arm fast to avoid the situation."And beside... He isn't the only one who helped me get through." He thought out loud.
"Taiyo!" He was called out and see Mutsumi coming towards him. His friends saw this and gave each other nods as they quickly ran out with an excuse leaving him alone with her."Oh, You brought a Bento with you right. We should eat together then." She happily said with a smile making him smile aswell.
"Actually, I was thinking if you like to come with me to eat on the roof?" He suddenly asked making her take back.
"Hah?"
"Flash Aniki wanted a quite place to eat so I suggested the school roof as it has a view of the city." He told as he held his Bento Infront of her."May you wanna join us. I wanted to introduce you to Flash for a while and because of him coming hear and taking care of the house and all you couldn't meet or introduce your self right that time."
"...Hm, That's sound like a wonderful idea." Mutsumi agreed as she clapped her hands together with a smile. Then she developed a pout later."Thought, Why didn't you introduce me to him at the air port there. I didn't wanted to intrude or anything but it looked like you forgot me there." She reminded him as Taiyo just rubbed the back of his head as he muttered an apology.
Seeing the two interacting were Taiyo three friends as they poked there heads from the side of the door."Mutsumi and Taiyo are interacting with one another Al lot. And he's even inviting her on the roof. Damn man the most popular girl in school going out with him."
"Didn't you know, There childhood friends na, They known each other since they were little and even went to the same junior school and kindergarden together."
"Really? Man Taiyos lucky to know her and even chat with her then. I thought for sure he'll be getting the wits. I'm so Jealous!!"
The three discuss there talk seeing the two walk out of class and towards the roof. As they went one of the three couldn't help but comment about it.
"Do you think there secretly a couple?"
"And what prey tell me do you come to that conclusion? My dear student." A haunting calm voice spoke behind them making them all yell in shock and jump as they look behind to see a tall white pale skin man with black slick hair as he wore a black style suite with black gloves and a watch with a spider emblem on it aswell as a ring with a golden sakura flower on it. He had a cheerful smile as well as having his eyes closed... thought how he could see wasn't up for answers."What are you meaninglessly talking about hear rather then enjoying your free time safely." His toon suddenly brought chills to there spines.
"Hirukawa Sensei!!" The three yelled his name as they screamed in frights as the aura he was emitting."W-Ww we were just? Just um!" The first one stuttered as he couldn't say the words right aswell as his two friends couldn't say anything aswell.
"You three should go and have fun. Don't you want that." He creepily went slowly towards there face with a smile still intact as he looked menacing..
"Haiiiii!!!"
The three ran like horses as dust was left behind. With them out the teacher Hirukawa looked at the going pair as they turned to the left to the roof. He just kept his face like it was but if anyone else would have paid attention or the students who were walking by. They would have scene vains popping from his head aswell as his hands as they bleed.
"Kiya!! Someone call the ambulance! Hirukawa Sensei is bleeding!" A girl yelled seeing blood escaped from his head and hands.
Taiyo sat with Mutsumi on the school roof fences side to keep them relaxed. Thought they weren't eating much because of one person.
That said person was looking out the other side of the Fence as he had a normal look. Flash was eyeing the beauty of the Sakura flowers which were falling down the tree as he was memorized by the beauty of the sight."Ano, Aniki your spacing out." He was snapped out of it by Taiyo calling him."Gomen didn't mean to disturb you there I was worried a bit."
"No it's not your fault. I was just admiring the beauty is all." Flash apologized as he looked back at the tree again."Seeing the beauty of the cheery blossoms really bring peace to the soul." He said with a small smile.
Mutsumi couldn't help but ask as she smiled aswell."You like to see the Sakura Tree much. Right." She asked as she received a nod from him."Mine to. My mother used to tell me stories under the tree. There she also would bring in sweats and such so we could have a Mother, Daughter time together"
"Oh, Is that so." He nodded at her tail thought his mind was drifted to another scenario."Me and Taiyo used to do the same under the trees when we were young. You know one time he got scared and jumped in the air when he found a caterpillar on his shirt."
"FLASH ANIKI!! THATS NOT NEEDED TO BE REMINDED!!" Taiyo yelled in embarrassment as he try to cover up the tail as Mutsumi giggled behind her hand."Mutsumi! It's not true at all! He's lying through his heart!!"
Flash did a fake hurt gasp as he put his hand over his chest."Oh Taiyo. How you call me a liar now. I'm wounded." Thought the smile was there.
"Oi! This was supposed to be a good talk not being reminded of the embarrassment of the past!" Taiyo yelled back. Then he gained a slight smirk."Thought I couldn't say the same about you and Honey Bees hah!" He pointed out making him grunt.
Mutsumi laughed a little more as Flash was now holding him in a headlock."What do you say! You should be more respectful to your Seniors hear Taiyo!" He kept his firm grip as Taiyo tapped his hands to surrender.
"Wait! Wait! Time out I give!"
"Hah, You two really well bonded out. It's good seeing your interactions with one another in a healthy way." Mutsumi told with a Joyful toon seeing them like this."Thought. We haven't fully introduced our self hear. We did meet at the Airport a while back but didn't got to know our names. Well I know your Sentry Senpai but you don't know mine. I'm Yozakura Mutsumi, Nice to finally meet you" she bowed her head as she greeted him.
"Don't need for last name calling. Call me Flash. No need to feel shy around as your a friend of Taiyos so your good in my eyes." Flash let go of Taiyos head as he simply waved off his hand as she got back up."Oh, Ok then you can call me by my first name aswell then Flash Senpai." She cheerfully said.
"Hai, Well let's eat now shall he. We don't wanna go on empty stomach or so." Taiyo reminded as he went towards Mutsumi as they sat down near the fence as Flash joined. As they opened up there Bentos they did some small talks.
"Nah, Flash Senpai. What was it like back at your place in Canterlot Town." Mutsumi desided to ask as Flash halted from eating as he heard her."I'm just curious is all. I heard that place had a bit of a mysterious vibe there. Many people posted online things about that place as there have been stings of Magic happening there."
"...Magic?" Taiyo asked in confusion as he looked at him as this was the first time he heard about this."Is that True, was there any magic there." He asked thought he didn't know it was true or not.
Flash was quite for a second as he wanted to answer. After thinking about it he finally answered."Hai, It's true."
"REALLY/REALLY?!"
He smirked at there bewildered expression as any normal person would have that look if they find out about this. Thought Mutsumi's expression was pure excitement and also astonishment as Taiyos was of Bewilderment and shock. So he desided to tell them a little about the place there.
"Yeah, There's magic over there and it is because of a certain incident that happened which caused a sture in chaos to occur in our town." Mutsumi quickly question without letting him finish."Oh! Is it because of an Evil Which who came to your town to take over the place so she can be the ruler or was it a princess from the other world who wanted to stop an evil magic from spreading there, which also caused some of the magic to get lose there! Are there any Magical Girls there stopping the threat or is there a Kamen Rider there and is helping them!!" She asked with stars in her eyes as Flash and Taiyo were taken back by the sudden bombarded questions.
Taiyo got out of his shock and remember."Ah, Mutsumi is quite the Magical Girls and Toku Fan." He chucked scratching his cheek.
"Well, There some truth in that matter. Thought there are something changes in aswell." Flash decided to explain but less in an abridged way."There did came a person who was actually a magical pony though she wanted power over others so she was a mean queen of our school. She used her power to trample other who tried to get up then her and she stole a crown from her word which had power in it and was waiting for to use it at the big dance. Thought another person came from that world who was a princess and wanted to stop her as she banded with a couple of girls who looked like her friends from her world and stopped her rain of terror. And in the end she was given a second chance in living in our world and trying to atone for her mistakes and the hurt she caused on others." He had finishing his tail seeing the two had astonished faces but also a critical one..
"That's amazing Flash Senpai! And this happened at your place!" Mutsumi with excitement though Taiyo cut in the talk."Flash Aniki, The girl who was given a second chance. Before that did she ever do something to you?" This caused Flash to wince a bit thought he quickly paid it off.
"It's not important Taiyo. The girl is now back at Canterlot and is doing the right thing by fixing the mistakes that caused by her. Everyone is starting to have faith in her again and that's that."
"Hai.... CAUSE THIS IS BIG NEWS!" Bitb teens jumped back from the ever to excited girl with them. Mutsumi was like in Heaven as she swooned around."A real life Magical Girls scene happening and also a villain turning to the good side. It's so amazing as I would have loved to go there and see for it my self!" Taiyo just stood there dumfounded seeing her like this but couldn't help but chuckle aswell.
"Easy there Mutsumi. There's also a cause and it's pretty big." Flash quickly warned as she stopped in her swooning."The Magic from that world isn't quite well for Humans to use. The thing is that if a normal person would have used the magic it would go with his/her desire and soon it would start to corrupt the said user into doing terrible things. The only ones quite able to use the magic are the Rainbooms and they have crystals with them that held the magic inside and keep it under check so it won't go out in corrupting them." He told 'Thought we had already experienced that before don't want that again.'
He suddenly felt his hand being grabbed as he looked to see her holding it with her hair covering her eyes."Flash Senpai" She said with a soft toon. Then looked up at him with a determined gaze."Please take me there one day! Please!" That was all she asked more like begged but still.
"O-Oi, Mutsumi I know that your eager to go but think of-" Taiyo reason was cut short when Flash chuckled. He could see him giving her a warm smile which wasn't fake or so."Hai, But promise me that you won't go out and use the magic and be under my and Taiyos supervision then." He firmly told.
Mutsumi just eagerly bopped her head up and down as she got her answer."ARIGATOU!!" She suddenly hugged him out of the blue thought he didn't mind th-
"Oh, What a very good scene to be scene." Hirukawa Sensei sat at where they were before as he ate Taiyos Bento."You just don't get enough of the Dramas around hear."
Holy Hell! Where did he come from all of a sudden."Hirukawa Sensei?!" The three shouted in surprise and shock. Thought Mutsumi quickly got off Flash as she looked at him serious."What are you doing hear Hirukawa Sensei? Shouldn't you be at the teachers room or so." Her last word on the toon sounded like a demand then a question.
He didn't mind that thought."Oiya, Oiya. I merely come hear to take break my self as I need some well fresh air. And the quiet place around hear are good to be at." He cheerfully stated as he as he looked out at the scenery.
"Ano, Sensei that's my Lunch." Taiyo stated with a sweatdrop as he pointed out."Can I have that back please."
"Oh yes yes, There's also a reason I was hear now." He quickly got up without using his hands as he went towards Taiyo."Listen Taiyo, I wanted to talk to you and Flash hear about something important. So I wanted you to come at my office after Lunch so do come quick ok." With that he left the roof without even letting them get there question or answers.
Now left back alone up. The three could only look at bewildered seeing there teacher come and go. Thought Mutsumi had different thoughts as he face was of worry.
"Uh, He even ate half whole of my Bento!" Taiyo looked horror seeing his lunch already half done as he groaned."I wanted to try the Roasted Steak..."
"Huh?! What kind of teacher does that to there students like that?" Flash angrily questioned. He then signed as he still had his"Don't worry Taiyo, You can share mine with me then."
"Mine aswell." Mutsumi also volunteered giving him some of his food.
"Arigatou." He muttered with tears of joy.
After getting done with eating both teens had been given a leave from the next class as they went towards there destination. Taiyo still had thoughts in his mind as he walked with Flash through the hallway.'Flash aniki's past was quite bizarre as he confirmed it him self.' His eyes moved towards the him seeing he was focused on going forward.'He experience something like a pneumonia of Magic and Mutsumi confirmed it aswell of being true. Thought why hasn't it's been on news then as the internet has been flooding with information like this but if an incident like this still is happening there then why hasn't the news said anything about it and what kind of incident was there.'He thought as this would have been big news.
They soon reached there destination as Flash knocked on the door first."Hirukawa Sensei! Were coming in now." He said while opening the door and entering as Hirukawa sat there on the sofa.
"Oh you two are finally hear na, Good good come and sit down." He gestures them to sit down on the sofa."I've been waiting for you."
They did so as Flash sat at the front sofa while Taiyo sat with Hirukawa."So Close." He thought as he looked down."Ano, What do you want us hear for Sensei?" Taiyo asked as Hirukawa was checking the phone.
"Is there something you want us to do?" Flash questions."I mean you called us out after break so was there something you wanted us to do or so. Is it have to do something of our grades and such cause I'm not lacking the studies and making sure Taiyo isn't aswell." Flash stated as he made sure to do that and get good grades for them both.
He still was looking at his phone with a smile."Nope, What I want you two hear for right now. Is your opinions on my collection."
"Collections?" Both muttered
"Hai."
"Ano, Collection of what Sensei?" Taiyo asked as Hirukawa suddenly pulled the phone forward towards him.
"My Collection of Mutsumi's Photos of course! I really wanted your opinions on them as a childhood friend and your his senpai of course." He happily stated seeing there shocked expressions on there face.
"He's a Pervert!" This thought rang in both there heads. How can a teacher keep photo's of a student like this and openly show them.
Thought Flash was the one to take actions as he got up and grabbed the shirt of Hirukawa and smacked him against the wall. But Hirukawa didn't make a move of any restriction as he just let it happened. Flash glared at him with anger as he was ready to bit the shit out of him."You! Why the fuck do you have the photo's of Mutsumi in your Phone!" He demanded answers from him as Taiyo got up as he got back from there.
"Oh, I have photos of her from her childhood aswell. The one where she went for a play at school. Even now when she was with the dance team as this one is my favourite." He hadn't shown any sign of fear on him as he casually shows the photo's.
"What the heck?! How can he have her photos on now and even her childhood! This doesn't make any sense at all?! He's a Teacher so how does he have those photo's?" Taiyo thought in fear as his mind raced with questions that were to far to answer."This doesn't make any sense at all. Unless?!" His eyes were widen at a certain realization."He's been with her since she was little."
Flash didn't thought much as he was more angry. He held his fist back as if ready to strike him on the face."You! What do you want from Mutsumi you sick fuck!"
"I can ask you the same thing." He shot back the question making him halt."I've been secretly protecting Mutsumi since she was young. As it is an older brother's job to do so." When he said that Flash and Taiyos eyes widen in realization."Brother?!" This rang in there heads. He's Mutsumi's older brother!
That's when Flash was suddenly hit in the chest with a palm as he was flung back with enough force hitting the table and then the wall."Flash Aniki!" Taiyo yelled in shock as he was about to run after him when a knife was held near his throat making him stop. His eyes slowly looked back to see Hirukawa behind him with a smile as he held his knife to his neck. He swallowed his nervousness a bit as he asked with fear."W-What do you want from us?"
"I've been looking after Mutsumi since she was young. She is beautiful. As to which is was a prime target for the boys to go after her beauty, when ever a boy talked or even gotten close to Mutsumi I took care of that." He held the phone Infront of him still having the knife close."Even the upper year classmates who wanted to get towards her."
The photo showed the upper Classmate who was trying to ask Mutsumi out. He was from Flash Class.
He continues."I had a little chat with him later on and soon he gracelessly agreed to back down from it." He swiped the next screen which showed the video.
In the video he saw the senior now beaten up with bruises on his face aswell as having a blind fold over his eyes as he was held by the neck as he chocked out"Now, Could you repeat it a bit louder now could you." Hirukawa voice was heard from the back.
"I-I I promise to leave Mutsumi alone, Forever as I would never bother her again!" He chocked out the words as he was struggling with pain.
Taiyo was shocked and horror. With seeing this and being held for his life he couldn't move.'My Body isn't reacting! I can't move as my legs won't move!' He struggled to try and warn Mutsumi. Flash got up from the pain as he held his chest where he was struck, He looked to see Taiyo being held back with a knife over his neck.
"TAIYO!" He yelled as he got up from the pain and quickly was about to run there but stopped as he suddenly felt that something had wrapped around his hands, back, neck and legs and held him back."What the?!"
"I've been avoiding you because you were Mutsumi's prescious friend, But the time changed as well as your circumstances aswell with you having a house guest.....Do not hate me for this. As it's just a job for a big brother to do." Hirukawa said as he then intended to finish them off as he prepared the strike over Taiyos neck..
"That's enough." A voice spoke making him pause to see a young girl who looked to be about a kinder gardener of sort with long drill type white hair done in twin tails. She saw the two teens and then took out a switch pressing it there.
*ZAAAPP*
It released a blue light in the room which blinded it. Soon the light went off as Hirukawa was the only one left in the room as the two had been taken from there. He just looked at the open window as he had the smile still on his face thought it was more strained as his eyebrows narrowed a bit as it was time to end this now.
No more waiting and no more distractions.
Slowly, Eyes start to open up as Flash was meet with an unfamiliar ceiling above. He slowly blinked until he got his vision back as he looked around. A head popped Infront of him which happened to be Shion her self."Uh, Looks like he's awake first then." She said out loud.
Flash blinked in confusion and soon shock as he quickly got up, Thought her head was still Infront of him which end up bumping into one another.
*BAM*
"Ite/Ite!" Both held there foreheads in pain as Shion got back from him."Oi! Look before you get up Baka!!" She yelled at him as her forehead hurt.
"Gomen! Gomen!" He frequently apologised while rubbing his own as another voice called out."Na, You were the one Infront of his face shion onee-san" Mutsumi called out as Flash looked to see her not to far behind."Flash Senpai, I'm so glade your okay."
Flash rubbed his head as he got the pain off."Well, The definition of ok is still sour but I'll take it as it is." He muttered as he looked around to find there were three more people there behind Mutsumi.
One was the young girl from before who saved him and Taiyo and the other was a man with green spiky hair and wore a green vest and black pants thought he hid behind the couch as he was sweating a bit. The other looked to be a man who had the hight of a gorilla of sort as he had been wearing a lab coat and a blue shirt and pants... And for some reason a bucket with a crudely made smile face and eyes. That was a question Flash would ask later. There was a teen boy with yellow hair and a cat like smile with a dark cat hood over his head and a fake tail behind him as he also had a small paw print tato on his left cheek. Lastly there was a small dog that was on the couch as he had scene that dog somewhere before thought.
"Mutsumi. Where the heck am I and who are all these people. And what with the bucket." The last one was pointed out making the man flinch and hid behind the couch."Also! Where's Taiyo?! The last thing I remember was us being in the crazy teachers office as he was ready to off us there and the next thing we knows was us being saved by a little girl." He questioned as he got up from the sofa."Thanks for the save thought."
The girl nodded."Your welcome, Sorry for not coming in early cause if I had you would have avoided that confrontation." She explained."And Don't worry your brother is fine thought." He was pointed towards the couch seeing Taiyo there unconscious.
Flash signed in relief seeing him there as he quickly got towards him."Thank goodness. I don't know what would have happened if-" Just then Taiyos eyes shot opened as he quickly got up.
"Mutsumi! Fla-!" He crashed in right on Flash head making him woul in pain again.
"Ite/Ite!"
"Again hitting your forehead like this." Mutsumi signed but was glade that they were up. Shion was laughing seeing that happened but was elbowed on her stomach by Mutsumi."Be nice Shion." She told
"Damn it! Not again!" Flash muttered rubbing his head.
"Gomen." Taiyo muttered an apology as he got out of his pain and looked to see the others looking at him."Huh.....EEHHHHHHHHH!!!" His brain finally processed what happened and jumped of the sofa making the dog jump on the giant man's shoulder as he him self hid behind Mutsumi as the green hair teen hid behind the sofa in fright.
"Nanao, You can't hide behind Mutsumi with the big body of yours." Shion called out as she just looked at her phone as her toon was uncaring.
"Oi! Taiyo calm down!" Flash yelled trying to make him shut up."Who are these people?! What are we doing hear?! And what happened!" He frequently asked around in shock. He was suddenly met with a fist on the head making him stop his rambling."Ouch! Aniki! Why?"
"So you could stop being an idiot and let Mutsumi Explain. She was about to do that anyway when you woke up a second back." Flash reminded as he looked at them."So, Care to do where we left off." Mutsumi nodded.
"Mutsumi?"
"Hai, It's a long story Taiyo. So let me explain." She said as the other came towards them both."Taiyo, Flash Senpai, These are my brother and sisters." She introduced them to the two boys. As the yellow hair boy waved while the others politely did the same except for the white hair girl and Shion."Thought my eldest brother isn't hear right now. The little dog over there is our family pet Goliath."
"Ruff!"
Flash and Taiyo processed this information as there eyes went wide in shock."..Brother and Sisters!!"
"Have you completed the Inventory of the confiscated items and supplies from the drug cartel we took down last week." The twin tail girl asked while sipping green tea.
Nanao whipped out two chemical bottles as it had the drugs."The Drugs were third rate type with a purity of Ten Percent." He analyzed while the green hair checked the guns."The Guns weren't any deadly as they were an inferior design. They weren't even that heavy." Examining the guns up close he could seemed to be disappointed."There not even cleaned well."
"The Hidden safe had less then 50 million yen in it!" The cat hood boy cheerfully told as he held the two stack of cash as Shion checked the computer."No wonder they didn't bother to have the security or so." She thought as she did some tapping on the computer.
"Everting is falling quite down. They used to be a bit well organization back then." The white hair girl said as the siblings sat at the office room as they checked the supplies. As Flash and Taiyo continue to look shock from seeing them and on what they just said.
Mutsumi desided to introduce them."So, Let me introduce you to them now. That's my Big Sister Futaba."
"Nice to meet you." He greeted the two after sipping her tea.
Big sister?! She looked like a young girl for yelling out loud. Wait is she a Loli?.
"And this is my big brother, Shinzo." She pointed at the green hair who was inside some sorth of trash can as leavers were scene inside it as he was polishing his gun."N-Nice to meet you." He muttered with shyness.
"You may have already meet My Big Sis Shion already Flash Senpai." Flash got out of his shock first as he nodded."O-Oh, Yeah we meet on the plane when I came to this town." He remembered having there conversation before.
Shion was busy using the computer and cellphone thought she desided to answer."Yeah, I was actually there for a Mission. Mutsumi send me out to get you hear safely as when she heard from Taiyo that your his relative and are moving hear. She told me to make sure it's you and if you are then make sure to bring you in one piece." Flash blinked as he was surprised hearing this. He looked back at Mutsumi who just turn away blushing shyly.
"A-Anyway. That my big brother Kengo." Said boy was reading a spy and gun magazine as he greeted cheerfully back with a peace sign."Hey there."
"And then there's Nanao!" The bucket had man or so Flash and Taiyo thought greeted them with the same Shyness."H-Hello." He bowed his head a bit.
Flash blinked hearing his voice as it was gentle but also low."Hah, For the second there I thought you were a man. But you sound like a boy and a young one there." Nanao just shyly rubbed his head a bit."Sorry didn't mean to offend you or anything like that." He quickly apologized.
"N-No, You don't need to apologize right now Sentry-san. I get that a lot actually from others when I'm on a mission." Nanao explained as it wasn't anything offensive.
"Wakata," Flash eyes then landed on the dog in Mutsumi arms."So, This is Goliath then. I thought he seemed familiar a bit, I scene him time to time near the house and the streets where Taiyo lives." He try to reach for him but Goliath growled at him making him stop.
He heard Shion call out."I wouldn't do that if I were you. Goliath doesn't accept any outside strangers to even get close to him as he is loyal to the head of the Family which is Mutsumi and Us. If anyone else try to get close to him then they'll be missing a Hand or more." Her warning made him gulp.'Good to know.'
"As you can see, We're a Family of Spies!" She happily declared as she signed in relief then."Hah~! It was really tough, keeping my mouth shut about that for ten-plus years. What a relief." She said as she felt like a burden was lifted from her chest.
"Hold Up! Hold Up! Hold Up!" It was Taiyos turn to ask as he was standing there with her."Spies? What are you talking about?" He said with bewildered look as he tried to process this information about her friend."I-We can't process that like it was said."Were a family of Greengrocers!"
"It's just that instead of Eggplant and Radishes, we deal in guns and intel. Isn't it kinda the same?" She said as it was the obvious answer.
Flash rubbed his temples as he heard that."How the heck is that the same! That's totally different and in both ways totally crazy and over the top for normal families!" He ranted out as Taiyo agreed.
"I know! We're getting pranked. Your pranking us, right, Mutsumi?" Taiyo said as he went towards the table and grabbed a gun as he held it up.
"Oi! Baka! Put that down!" Flash yelled as Shinzo tried to stop him but he pulled the trigger.
*Bang*
A bullet was fired as Taiyo eyes were wide in shock."Give me that you idiot!" Flash quickly smacked the gun out his hands as suddenly a robotic claw came and grabbed the gun and pulled it towards Shinzo as it was revealed to be connected to the trash can."Baka, If they are real spies then that mean that they have real guns." He told him.
"How can you accept it so easily Flash Aniki! Don't you think it's a little bit off! Taiyo stuttered in shock still trying to process this information."Of course I am a bit skeptical. But with the event I went through then it can't be to far fetched as where I came from remember." He reminded him with the talk they had on the roof.
"Well, Hey unlike the spys you read in books and movies, being a spy is just a common, Ordinary job." Kengo explained about this. Futaba continue from there "Lately, There's been a surge in cheap public-servent spies, so as Freelanders, we can't compete, can we?" This thought to be looking like a popularity thought.
Shion chipped in dismissing it."Oh, We'll be fine. I mean, we do lead the rankings on the reviews sites, with 4.8 stars."
"Reviews for spies? Isn't that a huge leak?" Taiyo thought bewildered in shock. Flash thought the same with a sweatdrop going down his head.
"True that, And we've got Big Bro Kyoichiro to boost our popularity." Kengo told as he hold up the magazine to show the page as Taiyo and Flash eyes widen to see there teacher photo there as he was posing with Goliath in his arms... Thought the dog was struggling to get out of his grip as he nipped his tie but he didn't show any kinda of reaction other then keep smiling."The Undisputed number one "Male Spy That Female Spies Want to be Targeted By"! He introduced.
"Well, He's also number one in Hate-thread size by a mile." Shion gave her two piece.
"..Mr. Hirukawa?" Flash muttered in shock as he processes the information aswell as Taiyo."What? Hirukawa Sensei? How is this even possible?!"
Futaba explained."You guys know of him right? The Eldest Son of the Yozakura Family, Kyoichiro."
"Kyoichiro? That's his name?" Flash asked as Futaba nodded.
"...As a Person, He's flawed but in every other aspect, combat powers, Intelligence, He's the best damn spy there is in our family." She finishes her explaining as the atmosphere started to shift.
Flash had a dreaded thought."That sounds like he's the perfect killing machine then! With his skills he could take one a horde of people highly skilled and seemed to come out on top." He deducted as he didn't know how right he was on the spot
"And why would your brother even Target us? He was ready to kill us any second there." Taiyo asked in confusion.
Futaba gave them a look."Cause we got a tip a while back.... That someone was plotting to kill Mutsumi." This was news as Flash eyes were wide in shock as Taiyo looked horrified.
"Oi! What the heck do you even mean by that!" Flash anger flared as he demanded."We would never hurt Mutsumi like that! Ever so don't go blaming on us if you don't know us then!" He glared at them as Taiyo held him back from doing something in his anger.
Futaba nor the others were bothered by the teens outburst."I can see where your coming from Sentry no Flash. But we actually don't suspect the two of you to do any of that to her. You two are way to good to harm Mutsumi." She clarified as she pointed at Kengo."We did get the intel thought from that moronic social media post." She gustered him to show it.
"Huh? Social....Media?"
The two teens looked to see the phone held up and on that was a sight that was had pictures of Mutsumi as it almost looked like it was her account."Spies on social media?" Both muttered in there thought with a sweatdrop and blank eyes."Not only that but they have tons of Followers too!"
Futaba drank her tea as she soon got a sad look."Years ago, During a certain incident.... Mutsumi suffered a near-fatal injury because of Kyoichiro. The white hair is the remnant of the stress from that accident."
Mutsumi reverted her eyes away as she didn't want to be reminded of the memory. The pain that happened that day as well as the last words that she heard from her father. Flash on the other hand had a look of shock as he learned about this. So that's what caused him to act like this....
"Ever since then, his sense of guilt has made him obsessed over Mutsumi over a abnormal degree. He changed his name and job so he can surveil her, and he'll interfere with everything, from her daily life to her personal connections." She told them as she dreaded further."He became a Mutsumi-Protecting Monster.... Despite his hatred for Taiyo hear he has kept his distance cause he is Mutsumi childhood friend. But now he has a reason to justify and kill him and you aswell cause of this."
Taiyo had a conflicted thought of why this was happening. Flash on the other hand had a different thought."So, He's doing this so he can protect his little sister from harm." Flash said making Mutsumi and the others look at him as his eyes were covered by his hair."But, Now because of the ongoing guilt that is eating him alive. He can't help but keep her away from the outside world and her life.... He instead became the very thing he is hatted on the matter and that is becoming someone who's sister can't even look him in the eye." He looked back at Mutsumi who could clearly see his eyes as well as Taiyo. The very same eyes he had scene when he meet them for the first time."He lost him self."
".....Hm, As a Big brother, Both you and Taiyo have experience the lose of the ones family." Shion called in."Both of you lost someone special that day and got in to despair. So it's obvious you know the lose and pain he's going through."
"Yeah, But what's the point in the protection if you just blindly go and hurt others. Without a second thought on how your own love one feels." Flash muttered. Futaba desided the break the tension."I'm really sorry for my idiot brother thought." She got up and bowed to them.
Taiyo didn't wanted that."Oh...no...Uh... The things is-" He stopped as he suddenly heard a sound aswell as the lamp turning on and off on the desk, the others saw it."Huh?"
"Whoops, Speak of the Devil."Futaba narrowed her eyes to to see the lamp.
"What's happening? What going on?" Flash questioned seeing this.
".. Kyoichiro has just returned to his house. He's probably hear to finish you off." This news made them dread."Now, Now. Calm down. You two are safe hear with us, you know" Kengo sais as the others got up except Shinzo.
"Shion, Shinzo." Both nodded and soon the doors were shut as clicking sound was heard."There, Every door leading to this room has been shut down and locked." Shion told checking the security as Shinzo did with the traps."And I've set every trail around the house we have on hand."
The down rooms were all put in secure as there were traps set on the walls and floor. Thought this wasn't enough to actually stop him but slow him down. Back in the room Futaba took off her white gloves she wore."There's no getting through to that guy, So what can we do?"
She held her fist in her hand as she cracked it."All right, You guys, We're going to give that moron a breatdown!" She had her eyes narrowed.
"B-Beatdown?"
"Wait, Can you guys even go up against the man who is told to be best of the best. Aswell as him being, I don't know having the permission to go all out." Flash couldn't help but ask as this looked to be one sided as he heard about this.
"Welllll... Not that the odds are on our side. Even at five to one, Our win rate for the past head-on clashes was a mere 30%." Nanao reminded which caused Flash and Taiyo do trip but both got up quickly."There's also a 48% chance of one of us needing six month of recovery. And a 25% chance of the house burning down. And Flash-san has a point as there is a no chance against him if he's out for someone else other then us." This was turning true to his thoughts.
"Welp, Hope you guys have an early reservation on housing then." Flash said as he could only see the house being broken down.
"Already ahead of you." Kengo pulled out a phone showing the contacts.
As this was going on Taiyo got back as he was now standing with Mutsumi. He looked down in guilt as he didn't like the outcome."But... It would be because of me. That's too.." His thoughts were cut short when he received a chop on the head as it was Flash the one who gave him that."Oi, Did you forget that I'm also hear and he's after me aswell. Don't put your self in more guilt then you have before as it is clearly the siscon brothers fault hear." Flash reminded him.
"It's true. It's always have been a family problem because of this, So don't take it personally." Futaba said cracking her knuckles. Taiyo nodded but still had a downer look while Flash crossed his hands and try to think of a way. Futaba looked at them and thought of one option that came to her mind, But, Would it even work thought."There is a way for both of you to come out of this thought."
This got there attention as she jumped there and landed towards them."Hey...Big Sis!" Mutsumi try to ask but she didn't let her finish."Flash, Taiyo, The two of you.... Get married."
"....."
"....."
"....."
"....."
"....Eh?" Was all the two could mutter out, Before Taiyos whole face turned red as literal steam came out of his ears. Flash just blinked a couple of time as he thought he heard that right. Marry? Get Married?!
"Oh, Look at the stream coming out of his years." Kengo commented
"Who can blame him thought." Shion just stood there seeing there bewildered looked with the same look from before.
Futaba continued on."If you two marry into out Family, In accordance with our one rule..."No Killing amongst Family members," you twos life, At least, can be preserved." She held up her hand to show the golden cherry blossom ring."You only have to exchange rings, to marry a Yozakura. This Cherry Blossom Ring is Double-Banded. The moment you give half to your spouse, Your marriage becomes official."
"Even that idiot isn't stupid enough to break such an ironclad rule. And I think it would be a good chance to for him to get over his siscon fetish.... Well that's what I think as it's to protect you two and Mutsumi." Futaba finished her explaining as it left both teens with a thought.
"Family...."
"Wait a minute" Flash cut in as he had a thought."You want us to marry in the Family of yours. To protect us from your brother who in guilt became a siscon and is also a crazy one yandrea who kill any boy or girl who try to get close to her or even breath the same air as her right." He summaries as Futaba nodded then knew where this was going at."I can actually see Taiyo and Mutsumi together as they have a vibe for one another." He didn't turn to see there shocked red faces instead pushed the talk further."But, I'm a complete stranger in your eyes aren't I. A nobody who you only know because of Taiyos past. Me being his Childhood friend aswell as our parents knowing each other. I never even got to know any of you from back then... And now your asking me to marry one your siblings so I can be protected...."
Futaba didn't say anything but just nodded as the others look for his answer.
".... Then I'm gonna have to decline."
"HUH!" The others yelled in shock except for Futaba and Shion who looked at Flash seeing his eyes show his true thoughts."I'm not some coward who just up and take the deal, nor am someone to runie others life. Being married to one of your guys would actually be only a burden for you as you aswell as the person has to tolerate me just because I'm Taiyos close friend... So I don't want to have that person deal with that issue and respectfully decline your offer." Flash told his thoughts as he went towards the chimney and picked up the iron rod there and turned back with determination. "Beside, If Your brother is coming to kill me and Taiyo, Well at least one of us would be alive to live."
The others were stunned by his words as he is willing battling the man so he won't have to be a burden."Then... I'm also not going aswell." Taiyo called out making Flash looked at him in shock."Before you say anything Flash Aniki, The reason I'm declining this offer isn't because of your choice. But, It's because I'm not ready to be in a family right now." He came truth as he finally let out his true feelings. Mutsumi knew about them aswell as she saw his struggles."Before you even came along or even were thought to be alive. I was broken that time and didn't have anyone but my self and Mutsumi, Thought when ever I was in to her I only saw losing her in the end." He put a hand over his chest where his heart was as the pain still was there.
"Taiyo....""It's why I also can't marry him aswell." Mutsumi suddenly told making Flash take back as well as Taiyo to look at her in surprise."I knew for the fact that you were hurting in the end. Even when you had someone with you to ease the pain there wasn't the felling of having a family with you yet. You kept your smile up Infront of the others and kept on telling your self that you were fine... But you weren't. Both of you two weren't able to come out of the pain from your losses. Even now, Both of you actually don't talk to much people not even interact. So asking you two to casually "Join my Family..." would be to much cruel." tears were started to well on her eyes as she looked down in sarrow.
"Mutsumi/Mutsumi." Both teens muttered as they saw how she read them.
Futaba closed her eyes as she understood."Gotcha. I'm sorry for being so insensitive for not caring about how you two felt." She bowed her head.
"No, It's ok." Taiyo forgave her as he put his hands Infront as defense.
"Yeah, We can get where you were coming from. Going with that option would have been good just not our option to take." Flash also forgave her as he rubbed the back of his head.
Shion then pumped her fist up in the air."Yoush! Now that that's out of the way, Let's get ready to pumble our idiot bit brother down!" She yelled out as the others yelled in agreement.
Flash and Taiyo looked at the family as they were getting ready for battle. Thought one thing rang in there mind as they stood there "Why is my heart feeling like this. Why do I feel like something is wrong. Definitely wrong."
*SLURP*
"Oh.... Just who are you all going to pumble."
Eyes went wide in shock as to the feeling of dread came true to why it was in there hearts of the two boys.
There feelings were answered as Kyoichiro was sipping a drink as he casually sat on the sofa in the middle like he was there this whole time or so.
"Wh-When did he get hear?!"
"Leaving me out, So cruel of you. Let me join in the fun aswell!" He casually said while having his ice tea."So? Who are we clobbering?"
Futaba merely looked back at him giving him a side glance."Oh, Hey, Shinzo. You renovated the traps around the Mansion, Right?" He asked as Shinzo grunted in fright."Well, Evading them was a pain so I destroyed them all. My bad." He didn't sound so convincing on the last part. More proud.
Down Below the whole place was a mess as there were broken furniture aswell as the traps were all destroyed.
"S-Seriously?" Shinzo was shocked hearing his traps were destroyed. Just then futaba jumped on the table Infront of Kyoichiro as she put her hands on her hips."I'm only going to warn you once, Back off from these two, Kyoichiro" She gave him a warning.
"....No can do." He declined as he sat there casually."There's no guarantee that these two are harmless, and for Mutsumi's sake, "Guilty until proven innocent." Is how I roll!" Giving a dark look directed at the two as Flash gave his own glare back at him as he got Infront of Taiyo."If you have a problem with that, as a Yozakura, You can use force to..."
He was stopped as he was suddenly grabbed from the tie."That's what we're going to do, All right." Futaba suddenly pulled him up in the air with amazing strength as if he was paper or so, and started to spin him up around her head fast, as if he was a helicopter wing as wind started to pick up.
"What the heck?! Is she like Applejack!" Flash thought with wide eyes seeing her do this."But that can't be possible!"
She spun him more fast and soon pulled him down where he was sitting and smashed him on the sofa so hard that it broke apart as he landed on his back. Thought he kept his smile on his face as he wasn't bothered by the pain or the impact."All right. Time for a sibling fight!" Futaba declared
Shinzo got ready as he used the machine claws from his bucket and grabbed Kyoichiro hands and legs, as he kept him on the ground. Giving Nanao the opportunity as the big boy used an injection on him, Then held his fist upwards as his arms suddenly bulged out like a ball as his veins were scene."Sorry, Big Bro!" He apologised as he brought his fist down on him with full force which caused winds to pick up from the impact making the others take back.
As this happened Taiyo, Mutsumi and Flash were pulled back by the other two siblings as they were being taken out of the room for there safety. Nanao thinking he had knocked his sibling out a bit to by the others time but he was wrong."Sorry, Nanon." He was taken back hearing his brother voice. He looked to see him using his signature weapon to stop his fist. It was the the Metal Spider Webs."Big bro is busy, So let's play some other time."
With that he twisted the strings making Futaba yelled out in worry."Shinzo! Nanao! Get out of the way!" But It was to late as he pushed his string upwards and a gush of wind came from the attack knocking the three back as Futaba got out just in time but not can be said for the other two. Shinzo was pushed back as his metal bin was broken from the crash aswell as Nanao who impacted against the wall knocking him out as Kyoichiro displayed his power to them. He got up from the kneeling position as he was didn't have a scratch on him."That was pretty good teamwork, You know." He told them with his string on his hands."But, You left yourselves way too open after one strike. Now, enough of the training. Just hand over those two over hear. Otherwise... I'm going have to go lethal and rip this house to shreds. " He casually told having his strings ready.
The others weren't gonna let that happen as they stood there ground. Taiyo couldn't help but ask the question that was on his and Flash's mind. "Wh-What is that?"
"His special weapon, Steel Spider." Futaba told him.
"Um, Why does the crazy people always go for a Marvel or Toku name for there weapons." Flash couldn't help but mutter as Shion answers."This was before Kamen Rider Black came out." Flash looked bewildered hearing that.
"Mutsumi, Were going to buy you some time, So you take the two and run!" Futaba instructed as she ran Infront at him.
She used her hands to make wind appear as she was going to use her signature attack as Kyoichiro launched his strings at her. She pushed the webs back in mid air as she was hitting them with palm strikes with wind in the strikes aswell which pushed the webs back. Kyoichiro then changed the strings pattern as he knew her coming attack as her eyes went wide when the strings suddenly wrapped around her hands stopping her movement as they wrapped around her legs aswell and soon the strings attached them selfs to the ceiling pulling her upward as her arms and legs couldn't move as she grunted.
"What?!" She grunted and struggled to let her self free."Let me go, Damnit it, You Jerk-ass Eldest Son!"
Kyoichiro causally ignored her outburst."Don't rage like that, Futaba, or you body will get julienned!"
"Damn it!" Shion cursed as Futaba was down."Hey you two get going! Kengo, What are you waiting for? Take them out of hear as I stall him!" She ordered.
"Can you even go up against him if he's that good." Flash questioned seeing the man's true strength."The same can be said back to you. Do you think you can take him on like this aswell." She shot back.
"Touche."
"Okay, The three of you, This way." The three were pushed away as they were taken out of the room. Not before Flash giving Shion one last glance as she gave him and nodded.
With there gone she was left with him alone. She quickly tapped her phone as Kyoichiro just put his hands behind his head."This game is impossible at your skill level, Shion." He casually told her.
"Shut up, Perv." She shot back at him with a determined look."I don't care if it's an impossible game or a crap one!" She pressed the button on the screen giving the activation. The upper roof area opened to reveal small black drones with pink wings coming out of there as they all surrounded him."For a real gamerz fun means pulling out all the stops!"
She pressed the button as the drones pulled there guns out on him."That's so cool!" Was all he only commented.
*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*Bang*
They all opened fired at him as the sounds of bullets were heard through out the room as it was covered with smoke.
"That was a close one." Flash muttered as he breath in a out as he and Taiyo were taken into another safe room.
"Hai, A-Are they going to be okay? The others?" Taiyo asked in worry as he catches his own breath. Mutsumi nodded easing his worry."Yes, Remember what big sis Futaba said?" She reminded him of the rule.
Flash nodded remembering that."That you are not allowed to harm your own family members, Which is good then cause he won't give them any death blows .... Thought can't be said the same about them being ok after that." He muttered in worry.
"Don't worry about this Flash-san, Come on, You two need to hide now." Mutsumi stated but Flash declined.
"No!"
"Hah?" The three yelled in shock hearing the teen answer as well as Goliath who tilted his head."Taiyo, You go and hide as I'm staying back and fending that idiot off." He said with determination as he wasn't backing down.
Kengo just laughed at that."Wow, Wow, You must really have your screws lose if your trying to pick a fight with Big bro there. What makes you think that you may even win!" He asked with a smile.
"His right Flash Aniki! You scene what he did back there! He took down the others like it was nothing and he wasn't even trying to hard to take them down!" Taiyo yelled in shock seeing his brother figure action."Why do you wanna throw your life away like this?!, What would you even gain from even fighting him!" He demanded as Flash didn't answer at first as he was silent for a bit.
He finally answered looking at Taiyo and Mutsumi."Cause I want to protect my Little brother." This caused Taiyo eyes to widen in shock as he heard the words leave his mouth. Mutsumi's own eyes were wide as she her him say that."He just comes in my life saying that he would kill me and You just to protect his sister. Without even thinking that you are bad or not and most of all. He wants to take your own happiness away aswell as Mutsumi's! What kind of bother would do that!" They didn't say anything as they just listened."That's why I'm gonna fight him, Cause it's not because of some grudge or anything stupid. I'm gonna fight him cause he is going after my little siblings life and his happiness. And I'll be damned if I let him just walk over it just like that."
He went towards the wall where the swords were hanged and pulled off one of the swords and looked back at them with a determined glare."So, Go hide Taiyo, Cause I'll make sure that my little brother live for another day."
"....."
"Flash-san" Mutsumi muttered as she was moved from his speech. Kengo was whipping his tears with a handkerchief as he was crying tears."Nah! That brought me to tears! Your really good at speeches Flash-Kun." Kengo complemented
Taiyo still wasn't over his speech but he didn't think much as Kengo unbuttoned his school jacket and pulled it off. As he was pushed towards the painting where Mutsumi opened it to reveal a hidden small room behind it. He walked in and turned back to see them closing it, But, He looked at Flash and Mutsumi faces one last time as they looked at his as they soon reassured him.
"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. Taiyo." Mutsumi promised as she finally closed the painting.
After defeating the drones with no problem, Kyoichiro walked into the room as he dusted off the clutter on his suite."How pesky were those Drones? Alright, Come over his Mutsumi." He gustered to her as she was standing Infront of Taiyo with Goliath in her hands. as Flash stood beside her side holding the sword."I wouldn't wanted to soil you with there blood splatter."
'Mutsumi' signed as she gave up and walked towards him leaving Taiyo and Flash who didn't try and stop her.
"There you go. That's a good girl." She came closer to him with Goliath still in her hand ready to pounce at him. As 'she' came closer to him "Now, Then dive into your big brothers arms!" That's when 'She' strike as Goliath jumped out of the embrace and attacked him as 'Mutsumi' pulled out a gun and crouch down ready to attack from below. But there attack was in the end futile.
Goliath was suddenly grabbed in mid air by the strings as well as 'Mutsumi' hands as they were held upwards with Goliath trapping the two in mid position. Kyoichiro wasn't a fool to be stopped by the mere petty tricks."Awesome Disguise there, Kengo." He casually grabbed the mask and pulled it off to reveal the yellow hair teen."Right down to the same number of eyelashes. I'm impressed!"
Kengo just gave him a smile as he was caught."Whoops. You got me." He said in defeat.
"But, You still haven't mastered the art of disguising others." He said pushing them both away as he looked at the real Mutsumi who took off the mask to reveal her face."Now, Mutsumi can you kindly tell where you hid the real Taiyo."
Flash stood Infront of her for protection as he held the sword ready."Sorry there siscon. But you have to go through me to get to him." Flash declared with a glare as he pointed his sword at his face.
"Hm, I intended to do that from the start. You just making it easy for me to take you down now. Flash-san." Kyoichiro told as he got ready.
Flash and Him were now in a heated stand off as they both glared at one another. Kyoichiro eyes were shut thought he could still glare at him as both waited for the first strike to happen. Mutsumi didn't say anything as she waited far back to not get caught in the fight as she knew this was between two older brother's.
With enough waiting, The first move was made and that was Flash as he sprinted towards him with his sword in position. Kyoichiro saw this a mile away as he moved his finger as the strings came from the. But, this time Flash was prepared as he saw the strings coming and changed his position in mid stance and hit the wires pushing them back. This took Kyoichiro by a bit suprise but he didn't show it as someone who keeps his vision determined can see the string coming. He moved his hand forward and realised a wave of wires right at Flash as he quickly put his sword Infront to block them. He was pushed back by the force as he hit the wall. Thought he didn't gave up as he ran back at him again and suddenly jumped up and went for a spin kick right at his face. He got a hit but it was the wires he hit as Kyoichiro had them up in defence.
Flash got back and swung his sword at him as it was blocked by the wires. This was a losing battle but Flash didn't care for that from the start."My, My do you honestly would have thought you had given me a blow of one and two. Like it happening in one of these anime shows where the Main Character gets to beat the strong person. Sorry to disappoint you but that not real life." With enough playing around Kyoichiro moved his hands around trapping Flash by the wires as they wrapped around his arms and legs aswell as neck like before."You were losing this from the start. What made you decide that you would even win."
".... I knew from the start that I won't win at all." This caught him by suprise as he saw the teen giving him a fears glare."But, The reason I decide to fight you isn't because of my own pride or fantasy... But, For the sake of my Little brothers happiness and Mutsumi!" He yelled making him gain a surprise expression as his eyebrows raised."I already lost my siblings back then. And I know how you feel on losing yours as... I can respect your determination for your will in saving your little sisters life as I couldn't save mine." Now this caught him off guard aswell as Taiyo, Mutsumi and Kengo aswell as he was in the room."But, In doing so you lost your way on who you are supposed to be protecting and in the end. Became something your not... A monster."
Mutsumi looked at Flash as he gave her a side glance then looked back at him."You are taking away all her happiness, Joy, Friends, Even her life and will of living or love.... Taiyo, He's the one that is the hope for Mutsumi and kept her safe from her sadness, From her troubles, and you want to take that away from her aswell. Leaving her nothing but an empty doll who has no reason to live!" The strings around his body tightened as he grunted.
"What I'm doing for my sister. Is for her own safety!" Kyoichiro anger rose as he didn't let him go." But, Let's make a deal then and this won't be to bad for you. I'll let you two live and have no more danger in life."
"Big brother." Mutsumi was surprised by this." In return, Which is why I'm not gonna let her out of the house anymore."
"What?!"
"Big Bro!" Mutsumi said in shock."I have failed you as a big brother before Mutsumi. That is why from now on, I'm going to do so much more to keep you safe, All right." He went towards her leaving Flash there. Mutsumi held the knife close as she hesitated."It's dangerous outside, So you won't need to go outside anymore.... And in the end I promise you. I'll let your friends live."
She got back as Kyoichiro came towards her."It's dangerous, The internet is dangerous to so I have to take your phone from you then. I'm going to get rid of everything that is to dangerous for you in the world." He was getting more and more closer."Your school, Friends, Romance, I'll get rid of it all." His toon became more and more dread as Mutsumi was getting more and more panicked."I'll eliminate all that's unnecessary so you can have a safe, Peaceful houselife."
Now he stood Infront of her as he grabbed her hand with the knife in it."Ah, Just imagining it makes my heart flutter! The day I nearly lost you, I vowed to accept any kind of pain." He took hand and let it stab him in his side making her dread."If only I could keep this child safe. I would give up my own life in order to protect you, My beloved." He held her in an embrace as she was shaking in his touch.
"Now Then, Mutsumi..."
"LET HER GO!" Flash yell made her snap out as she looked to see the teen was struggling against the strings."Let Mutsumi go! You Bastard!" He yelled out and with full force aswell as using all his strength he broke free from the strings. But he also gained injuries on his hands and legs aswell as his cheeks.
"FLASH-SAN!"
*Creak*
Then she heard the door opened behind to see Taiyo getting out of the hiding spot as he had a determined look on him."Taiyo! No hide don't let him-"
"Mutsumi, Don't worry." Was all he said as he reassured the girl. He looked back at the man as he stepped out as Flash walked behind him as he stood behind Kyoichiro back as he wasn't letting the pain get to him."I have no use for the both of you any more. Kindly refrain from sticking your nose in my family business as it looked like you need medical attention aswell. Sentry-san." He gave the teen a side glance.
"This guy, He's just like us." Taiyo thought as he had his fist clenched."He's afraid to lose what's precious to him. Which is why he is going to great length to protect his precious sibling. But making the precious person he wants to protect look like that..."He saw Mutsumi look as she was scared and trembling."I, No We just know it's wrong!"
"Mutsumi, Let's do it." He held his hand Infront making her eyes widen at what he was intending to her."That method that your sister said would keep us safe."
"What! But!"
"It's ok Mutsumi!" Flash called out as she looked at him having a determined gaze."Well protect you to the very end. And bring your brother back to his senses. And if it means that it's to be in your family. Then so be it." He suddenly pulled something out of his pocket and held it up for them to see. As it revealed to be a golden cherry blossom ring.
"Nani?!" He yelled in shock seeing the ring. How did he manage to get his hands on the ring. Who gave him the ring in the first place. When he was looking at him Mutsumi looked back at Taiyo who gave her a nod."Don't worry, And bedside you promised that you won't go anywhere remember." This brought tears in her eyes. As they were tears of joy, She nodded and then pulled the ring to reveal there was a second one underneath it.
With that she threw the ring right at Taiyo as Kyoichiro sight caught this. Taiyo ran towards the ring as he was inches away from it as it was almost in his hand. When suddenly the metal wires came in and grabbed his hand and ring in mid air."Oh! Well that one was a close one!" He said as he held them both back from one another."Damn it Futaba, Putting the idea in there heads. One of you have gained this but like he'll I'll let you have that one." He glared at him.
"Taiyo! Show him your Resolve!" Flash yelled as Taiyo did so by reaching forward and grabbed the ring even if he received cuts in the end.
Kyoichiro was again taken back by this as Taiyo held the ring close."Mutsumi, Thanks for always being there for me and helping me get back up. As I would never forget the things you did for me in the end. That's why, That's why..."
Flash finished his sentence for him."Let us both be the one to protect you from your despair!" He told her as Taiyo broke the strings with his strength. With Mutsumi could only look with her tears leaking and Kyoichiro gritting his teeth.
The door burst opened as the siblings ran in the room with shinzo held a rocket launcher and held a gun up ready. Thought, Nanao accidently hitting his bucket head on the surface of the door because of his hight so he crouched down and came in. They all were meet with a sight, As Flash having cuts over his legs and arms as he was bleeding with Taiyo having small cuts on his right hand as Kyoichiro held on to Mutsumi. But it wasn't what that caught there attention, It was what that Flash and Taiyo had in there hand.
"Like We both said, As well protect you Mutsumi." Taiyo told as he put the ring on his bloody finger.
"So, See our determination for this. As we ain't backing down." Flash said while also putting the second ring on his bloody finger.
Both teens held up there hands to show it as they gave a fierce determined gaze. As they were not backing down from this.
"Let's get along. Big Bro Kyoichiro."
With that the marriage was official, As they both were now in the Yozakura Family.
"I-Impossible!" Kyoichiro could only say this as he failed to stop them.
"Taiyo! Flash!" Mutsumi ran at them with tears of Joy as she hugged Taiyo as Flash just smiled seeing this.
"What the? I thought there were only two rings of the cherry blossom. How did Flash got the third one?!" Nanao asked in Bewilderment as he looked at the siblings as Shinzo had the same thought as he didn't know him self. They looked towards the girls who gave each other a nod, then Shion showed her hand as it revealed that it was her own ring.
"NANI?!/ BIG SIS SHION! You gave him the ring!" They pointed out as Shion wasn't much bothered."We thought you didn't like to get married and Futaba would give the ring to him!" Kengo asked as he came from below with Goliath on his head.
"What can I say, It was a last minute decision." She said with no care.
Flashback: 20 minutes ago
When Flash was pushed back out of the room. He suddenly felt something put in his hand as he looked to see it was the cheery blossom ring. He was wide eyed as he looked towards Shion who just gave him a look and then nodded signaling to trust her.
Flash just looked back as he didn't know what to think or make of this sudden discussion of her. But, Hear she is giving him the ring as if she trust him. No there wasn't any trust but more an understanding as her eyes showed it. He just nodded back as he pocketed the ring and left with the others before it would have been scene.
Flashback End
"Beside, I was the only one who meet him back then on the plan and back. He didn't seemed any bad and hadn't had any bad signs to not give him the ring. If his profile said anything about him was that he was a helper and had wanted to help others in need. Seemed cheesy but he had his reasons." Shion explained as went towards him as he saw her coming.
Flash just smiled at her as he wasn't much bothered anymore but was still a bit on the edge as the decision he took."Well, Guess this makes us a couple then." He awkwardly said as he looked at her." I didn't expect this to happen any time soon. But, Guess life had a bit of suprise again for me."
"Well, You should be lucky as it wasn't Futaba then, That's an age gap and I don't mean for her but you." She stated as she held her hand up to show the ring."But, I didn't except to find a Husband like this aswell. Thought, Let's see how this goes then and where it leads us." She told as she gave him a chance.
Flash just smiled and nodded. Thought he didn't know for sure him self but for the sake of Taiyo he had to make the decision. He looked back at Taiyo who still had Mutsumi in an embrace. Both looked at one another and then nodded as this was a new starting point in there lives. Suddenly they both were meet with the rest of the siblings as they congratulated them.
"You were so cool out there guys!"
"W-Welcome to the Family."
"Hai, It's good to have you with us now! As two new older brother's! Make sure to take care of Shion Nii-san with care!"
"Oi! Nanao I'm not a child to be taken with care! I can take care of my self!"
As they got congratulated. Futaba went towards the eldest as she could see his face of great despair plaster on him."To bad for you Baka Brother but looks like you couldn't get what you wanted out of Mutsumi." She cockily told as she could enjoy the look of his. It was quite good to see him like this for once out of his smug face.
She looked back at the two teens who were now a part of the family. As they were greeted openly by them and more. Mutsumi happily held her hand Infront of Taiyos where he wore the ring aswell as Flash helding his hand out towards Shion who just accepted it though she hid her blush."Thought, Now, You have to teach those two. Most of all to Taiyo, in protecting Mutsumi." She told.
This was going to get wild and the family have gained two new members and what other things are in store for them in the future. Only time would tell.
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Flash Sentry lost everything on that Fateful day. But, He also gained something more.
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<p><b>It happened One Day. </b></p><p><b>A single accident took away his future as Flash Sentry was the lone survivor of the accident. With no one to go to and no one to be with he was broken down. Untile he got a call from one of his oldest friend who suffered the same fate like him. </b></p><p><b>Now He and his childhood friend Taiyo are in for a adventure of a life time as they are apart of the most Dangerous Family in the world.... And Flash trying to save his friend from a Siscon Brother who can kill him with a snap.</b></p><p><b>Expect Tokusatsu Elements in this story later on as they develop in hear.</b></p>
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In the middle of the night, The lights of Tokyo city was illuminated as through out the night with the building and down below places lights shinned from the cars and other things, As everything was peaceful. That was until suddenly from up in the night sky, A litterer crack formed in the sky.
*Crack* *Crack*
The crack was small as it started to grow out as the crack grew a little more big. The crack soon shattered as something came flying out of the crack as it came fast a meteor.
It soon landed on a top of a large building as smoke took over there. The smoke moved away as it soon revealed a humanoid figure as it couldn't be made out because of the Darkness but the horns on its head aswell as the long cape behind it was scene aswell as the glowing red blood eyes. It let out a grunt as it just got hear, But, Where is hear? It went towards the side of the roof and looked towards the city through above as the light were shown as well as the people down below. It let out a growl as it knew where it was..
"Humans!"
It toon was filled with venom as it glared down words."Humans should not live!" He angrily said as it eyes glowed more red."I will not allow it!"
After the fiasco that happened an hour back. Flash and Taiyo now stood outside of Yozakura house gate as they had bandages over there injuries after getting some treatment as they were now saying good bye.
"Are you sure, I shouldn't walk home with you." Mutsumi asked in worry thought also a bit of eagerness.
"Nah, I'm a grown up hear Mutsumi. I can take care of Taiyo on the way so no problem." Flash told her as he eased her worry.
Taiyo nodded."Hai, No need to worry about me Mutsumi. Beside I'm not a little kid or so to be looked after." Flash chuckled as he rubbed his hair.
"Yeah, Keep telling your self that Little red." Flash chucked as he let go and looked back at the gate."So, What's gonna be becoming of him now?" He said pointed at the Kyoichiro..... who's skin was white as a ghost and had his face plastered in denial.
"Mutsumi....You really are good on the bike... Oh my Mutsumi!" He was out of commission. Nanao just held the shocked man in his hands by his shoulders as His siblings were having the time making some fun of him as Shion and Kengo took pictures with there phones and drones as Goliath bit on his pants as he was pulling on them. He didn't seemed to care as he was just lost in his own thoughts and despair.
Mutsumi just chucked sheepishly."Don't worry about him, As he'll be fine." She reassured. Although her toon wasn't sure her self
"I'm gonna bash the Bakas head with my knuckles to give him a peace of Reality. That stupid idiot." Futaba told as she cracked her knuckles as Taiyo just gave a nervous laugh.
Flash desided to pick some fun aswell as he went towards the fallen man and crouched down. Then second later he gave him a punch right in the right eye taking the others by surprise thought they expected that to happen anyway."Hears my revenge for trying to kill us back there." He said getting up as he looked at Shion."Could you post those photos on the spy web."
"Already there."
"Thanks." He then looked to see Taiyo still with the other two talking."Hah, Didn't expect this to happen on my stay hear thought."
"What, Being married to a spy or being chased by a siscon of a brother that hates your guts and wants to kill you or that the girl you meet back at the plane became your only bride." She listed off the things
"Yes..."
Shion just shrugged."Hey, It was a do or die situation and in the end you choose the one where you'll survive. You and your brother, As he's officially is since you two are now marrying the two members of the Yozakura Family." She said to her now Fiancé who was thinking on how to go by this process.
"Hm, It was a weird situation but, I'm happy as I get to be with a family again thought." Flash smiled yet the smile was fake as Shion and the others could see it already."Well, We should exchange numbers with one another since we're going to be seeing one another more." Shion just looked at him and then nodded sending her number in his phone."Hah, Hacking skills, Never gets old right. Ok see you later guys. You to Kengo!" He held his hand up.
Kengo gave a hight five cheerfully."You two Big Bro!" He pointed his fingers at him.
Flash nodded and with that he bit farewell."Welp, Ja a ne~ come on Taiyo let's get going back home!" He called out as he grabbed Taiyo from the collar of his school shirt as he dragged him away.
"Wait! Wait! Aniki I can go by my self! Stop using this much force in your hold your choking me! See you tomorrow at School Mutsumi!" He yelled out the last one as he was dragged away.
Mutsumi waved them both farewell as she held her smile. When they both were gone she could only sign as she had a ruff day today. When she turned back she was meet with the sight of her siblings looking at her."Huh? What wrong?"
They looked at one another and then back at her. Shion decided to ask,"Mutsumi, Do you think making Flash and Taiyo a member of family is good for there health." She questioned making her blink in confusion.
"Nani? Why I thought you all are agreeing in that matter." She questioned as Shion shook her head."That's not what I ment. What I mean is, Do you think that Flash and Taiyo would accept us as there family members. Cause the scars are still there and they're doing everything to not show how much that impact on them now since they are again in a new family." She explained as Mutsumi got quite for a second.
".... I don't know.... Thought, I'll make sure that they won't have to live in the despair." Mutsumi stated as she looked back at the gates where the two went from."And, Were a Family now, So its our job as Family members to help one another out."
Taiyo and Flash were now on there way back as they didn't say a word. They still processing on what happened back there as well as there new found development on there single life. Once they reach home they went towards there rooms as they were inthe mood to eat right now and we're tired. Taiyo looked at his hand where the ring was at as he had the dread still creeping in him, The dread of losing his new found family. He just had Flash with him and now he gained another.
In his room Flash had a similar thought, But, He mostly thought of something else."Can I even live up to be your Fiancé, Shion." The girl gave him a chance and he's hoping he don't ruin it for any of them."I just go to sleep. Right now I want to rest and think of this for Tomorrow."
With that said both him and Taiyo had went to bed without changing out of there school clothes.
As he was out and in his own Darkness. His mind drifted off to some where else.
Flash opened his eyes to reveal he was standing in what seemed to be a foggy place. Everything around was covered in grey fog that he couldn't make out where to look. He just slowly went towards as he didn't know where else to go, Left or right or was there even another way then just straight. As he walked through straight he kept on walking as he didn't know how long he has been at it and for how much he had to keep on going.
As he was heading further, He suddenly spotted someone on the other side of the fog as the silhouette of a person could be scene behind there."Oi! Hey you over there! Hey!" He called out to the person as he ran forward. But as he reached there and swiped the fog, The Silhouette vanished as if it was never there to begin with."Huh! What the?"
He turned around as he saw the Silhouette now behind him inside the fog."Hey, Can you hear me! Who are you and where am I?" He questioned the person. The person didn't say anything for a second as he continued to stay silent. After a few more waiting in silence, The Figure spoke.
"What do you want from your desire?" A simple question was asked from the voice as all the person voice sounded a bit deep but also hassy. Flash was confused as he was suddenly asked with this question."What is your ambition in life that you want to achieve. What is your desire?"
Flash thought about it. What did he want and what was his desire. Then It hit him on what his desire was,"I-I, I want to Become Strong. I want to become strong so I won't lose the ones I love! Nor let any one else take them from me!" He declared out loud.
The painful memories of loosing his parents and sibling kept on repeating in his head as he always had nightmares because of this. But, With Taiyo he was able to hold the fear of losing back. Thought it came again because of Kyoichiro. So that's why he doesn't want anyone else to trample over his family and needs to get strong so he could protect them!
The figure heard this as he became quite for a second. Then soon he saw the figure nod in the fog and then waved his hand and just like that Flash was pulled out of his mindscape as he waked up to see the ceiling. He blinked as he got up and looked around the room to see everything was normal as it was. He just signed as he rubbed his head.
"Weird Dream..."
Morning came after as Flash rubbed his eyes as he yawned a bit."Huh, Can't believe I slept in my uniform. It's a joke to get them off and on every time." He muttered with still tired eyes as he gotten up. He knocked on Taiyos door to see if he was awake."Yo, Taiyo get up it's almost time for-Hm?!" He stopped when he opened the door.
Standing Infront of Taiyos bed was Kyoichiro him self as he had a creepy smile on his face with a Murderer look aswell as a large knife in his hand. He looked at him and just greeted the teen boy." Good Morning, Sentry Flash."
Mission: Surviving My Friends Family
Episode 2: Henshin! The Watermelon in the sky! Surviving The Yozakura Family Tradition!
Down stairs in the kitchen. Mutsumi was preparing a morning Bento as she had brought in the things for making it.
"Oi, Mutsumi, Did I get this right or not?" And came Shion in her usual attire with a long shirt and shorts underneath. She held up the Bento as Mutsumi sees she got the things wrong on there."No, You mixed the fruits with the meat Shion!" Try to her words she mixed the two items together which also made them quite messy.
"Huh, Didn't seemed to wrong with me." She muttered as Mutsumi took it and changed the Bento."This kinda seemed a bit pointless you know? Why did you even brought me along if your gonna do all the work Mutsumi."
"Cause, Making lunch for your new husband is a way to show compassion and the love you have for him!" She happily told as she put in the right items."Even if the person you know for a short time and is now you finance, Doesn't mean that it's not a a chance to make it bloom." Mutsumi wanted to have Shion get to know her future husband well so she won't he any problems with later.
It was a big suprise for her aswell to learn this, Her sister Shion isn't the type for Marriage nor is in the type for love. She had kept her self in her room more often and would often be a shut in and spent days in playing games or hacking things. Now learning what she did to save Flash life, She couldn't help but feel if she did that on purpose as her big sister Futaba would have taken the part in giving the ring. But, Shion didn't know much about the relationship state at all. Yeah she played games of Role playing and some love life ones and such but those games mostly went on about teenager going through school romance.
Shion just shrugged,"Hey, I gave him a chance. All I can do is hope for the best how it turns out in the end. The guy is good but also gloomy with the aura around. Thought with what happened to him it's acceptable. And then there's the whole case of your own finance backstory who is my kid brother now... What do you make of that." She said as she then went back on putting some fruits in Bento then.
Just when they finished the Bento, They suddenly heard a yell from above."AAAHHHHHH!"
"That sound like your husband voice."Shion said as she and Mutsumi ran upstairs as Mutsumi had the Bento in her hands aswell as Shion as they wrapped them quickly.
"Taiyo!/What happened?!"
Both burst in the room and were meet with a sight. Taiyo was up in the air dangling as his arms and legs were both tied by the stings that belonged to Kyoichiro who happily held him up."There! See how much your learning from this experience Taiyo! You body is really getting in well shape and it's deserved Exercise! Now One, Two! One, Two!" He bended Taiyos body around as the boy would scream out in pain.
"Wait! I think my body can't bend that far!"
Flash just stood beside them seeing the sight as he just had a sweatdrop running over his face. He spotted the two girls there standing as they were seeing the scene with bewilderment. Well more like Mutsumi was seeing that, Shion just had the same expression like his.
"Good morning you two." Flash muttered as he could only let out that sound while seeing the thing Infront of him happen.
"Any particular reason your not rushing in to save you little brother?" Shion question as she thought this was what he'll do."Were married into the family now and since the ironclad rule is to not kill a family member then I have no reason to even do anything since he's not that stupid to even lay a hand in killing him. Harming yes, But killing no." He reminded. "Plus, He's kinda ignoring me and more focused on Taiyo there... Guess it's because of me marrying you, Who he has full trust you can take care of your self. But not Mutsumi." He pointed out that though.
"Big Bro! What are you doing to Taiyo?!" Kyoichiro snapped out of the torturing and gave Mutsumi a smile."Nah! Mutsumi you and Shion made Bento for me!" He happily said.
Mutsumi gained a Dark aura around her as she was getting angry by the second."Big...Bro.." her toon indicated anger as Kyoichiro felt a chill in his spine as he straightened up.
Shion just took the Bento she had and handed it to Flash who was surprised by this."What, It was Mutsumi idea on making one for you and Taiyo. I didn't want to make it but she insisted on that and told me to do so." She said with her same straight face as she didn't show any interest. Thought for a second her toon heard was a bit flustered from before but she changed it quickly.
Before He could say anything else he felt being grabbed by the wires."Opps, Looks like there is a slight delay. We have to run right now." Kyoichiro stated as he suddenly picked up the school items of Taiyo and Flash bag somehow and picked up Mutsumi in his arms.
"Hey, B-Big Bro, What do you mean, "run"?" Mutsumi questioned but he didn't answer as Shion just opened the window and both siblings jumped out taking the others with them.
"Hey, But we're on the second floor-!" Taiyo question but was cut off as he and Flash yelled out in panic being flung out with the others.
*BBBBOOOOOOMMMMM*
Just then, an explosion took place at the downstairs kitchen talking the down floor in to flames. Both Taiyo and Flash landed on the ground as they grunted in pain. Shion and Kyoichiro landed swiftly on the ground with Mutsumi in his arms. Flash looked at the house in horror with Taiyo aswell as they see the fire.
"EEEEEHHHHH/WHAT HAPPENED?!"
Kyoichiro put Mutsumi down gently as he took the wires off the two teens."It seems to me that I have to hold my fude with you two on hold." He said straightening his tie."It's a matter of Family business now. So it's best if you two come with us as we aren't late." With that said he walked back where the limo was parked.
The two teens were still in shock but soon a hand came Infront of Taiyos as he saw Mutsumi giving him a hand while Flash felt being lifted up as Shion helped him up."Come on, We can discuss this in a safe place."
With nothing else, both had agreed on the matter.
"There making a move now sir, Shall he fallow."
"Yes, Make sure to have your weapons ready. We can not let them get away, as they are going in there way." A man in military outfit told as he wore a sargent hat.
"Understood sir." The men his car nodded at the order as they got prepared there weapons and guns. They would do everything to get there hands on the Yozakura siblings."Prepare the M20 as well we don't know when we'll-"
"Sir look out!" One of his men pointed Infront as the Sargent looked to see someone was walking through there way but was to slow."Oi! Oi! Get out of the way!" The Sargent yelled as he pressed the horn.
The 'person' Infront heard the noise and looked at the coming two vans. The Sargent didn't know if he should stop or not but soon regret it as the one Infront standing took out something from his behind as it revealed to be a sword. And swung at them.
*Booooooommmmm*
An explosion took place near the street where a limbo drove through. The Yozakura Siblings and the two teens were inside the limbo that they didn't hear the explosion happening.
Inside the limbo, Taiyo sat with Mutsumi beside her on the back seat as Flash sat between Kyoichiro and Shion on the side. He looked around the room to see the limbo was quite comfy with a table and tea set there. There was also well fur carpet below aswell as some light above. The window were quite dark to block the heavy sunlight from entering and stop from showing what was going on inside aswell Kyoichiro just got off the phone as he made a call back home."Hai, Understood..." He closed the call."I just got off the phone from Shinzo, and He found a fragment of what he thinks was a was a boom that was put in the kitchen."
Taiyo was taken back by this."Really?!" Flash on the other hand had a different look."Yeah, Wasn't much of a suprise as this was my first guess. If an explosion happened in the kitchen and it wasn't a gas leak then it ment that it would something else that taken the room in to fire.... That and you were looking at your watch and it wasn't because of the school time." He deducted.
"My, My, Aren't you curious." Kyoichiro complemented."And hear I thought that you'll be more of the ape brain cells." With also throwing back an insult.
Thought Flash wasn't gonna back down."This coming from a man who has only one trick mind and that is to becoming a stalker for her sister. And make your self look to be lacking the Brian cell of private space, and being a human being." He fired back.
Mutsumi and Shion bid back a giggle at the comment as Taiyo looked in horror. Kyoichiro suddenly got Infront of his face with the same expression but had a bit of twitch in his eyes."Oh, It's not nice to say that Flash-san, It's just a basic understanding of trying to keep our sister in a safe environment."
"Then what's with you there. Aren't you a hazard to her mental health." Flash got right on his face as the two soon butted heads and had a fixed glare at one another."Shouldn't you get the message that it's says 'No Idiots Allowed' there, Or you can't even read that!"
"I can read, But can you understand!"
"I can understand! But can you even think!"
"Why should I think when your not making sense at the sentence!"
"Oh, So now your in making it that you can't understand words! Then hears a simple one, 'No animals aloud' mister ape! So get the message and go!"
This was turning out to be an staring contest as the two boys glared at one another and we're not backing down as they butted heads.
"A-Ano" Taiyo muttered as he sees the two in there glaring contest."Should, Should we, I don't know stop them?" He asked as the two girls as Shion just laughed and Mutsumi looked confused but chucked there.
"No, Let it happen for a little while longer." Shion called out as she was recording this."It's the first time I scene the idiot being talked down on and butting heads. So I'm gonna record this. And it's from my own Fiancé." She would enjoy this.
"But, Why would a bomb be planted in the house?" Taiyo question as he didn't know why someone would do this.
"They were targeting us." Shion told, this got Flash and Taiyo attention as the two boys stopped there glaring as Kyoichiro decided to answer."But, To be more in precise. They are targeting Mutsumi."
"Mutsumi?!"
She her self looked away as the boys looked at her in confusion and worry."Information spreads like wild fire in this industry. Naturally, The two of your relationship with Mutsumi and Shion is no secret." Kyoichiro then showed the two teens the spy blog and his account where he posted the message
My Two little Sisters Got Married
Flash and Taiyo gained a dull look as he looked down to see there were a thousand messages all congratulating him."My account's been blowing up with congratulatory messages since last night."
Flash eyes moved over to see some comments when it landed on some that caught his eyes."Show me that." He snatched the phone off his hands and he looked to see the comments.
"Ano, Aniki. Is something wrong?" Taiyo asked in confusion as he looked to see Flash sporting his neutral look but there were a hint of anger in his eyes."What's the matter?"
".....Why the Fuck, Is there Death Threats all out for me?" Flash simply told as he showed the phone to others as there were hateful comments on them.
"You Bastard!! How dare you try and lay a hand on our Hacking Princess!!"
"Die you scumbag! Your not worth her shoes or the dirt she walks on!!"
"How did you seduce our princess with your disgusting eyes!!"
"I'll kill you!!"
"Bet he tried to force him self on her!"
"How did a no body like him get to be with the Princess of Computer!!"
"These are Death Threats, More Death Threats and one of these words shouldn't be used hear and this one should be blocked.. and hacked from his account and be left to rot." Flash muttered as he scrolled down to see more and more hateful comments."What the heck is there problem?"
"Oh, Sorry for not telling you this before." Shion called out as she took the phone from him and started to tap the buttons."The reason because your getting death threats is because of me marrying to you. See, In the Spy business. I'm know to be the Hacking Princess who could hack into any of the data system, Computer or anything Technological. Just give me time and I'll get to hack it easily in seconds. I'm even the youngest to hack in to the military grade level tech with no problem as it's a piece of cake or more like child play." She boosted with no care.
"That's not child's play" Both muttered with deadpanned toon. She continued then"But, I also am in one of the spy magazine, In one of the Top Ten of Female spy criteria." She showed the image on the phone of the magazine as it showed her image as she was in her same clothes with a peace sign and her same usual face."I gained a heavy fan base where 90% are a guys group and 6% a girls group and 4% of pervert men. As many believed I won't be married at all so they take the opportunity to send me letters asking for a hand in marriage. But, I declined all of them which made them more eager to get me since I'm hard to get. It was annoying to get those people off my back. But."
"But, Now you have a partner in marriage." Flash said as where this was going at."A nobody who has a simple back ground with nothing special but a horrific accident. Is able to get in a hand in marriage with the most well loved female spy who is seen as a princess. Which made you off limits cause of the rules of the family and marriage." He finishes the thoughts. He then looked at Kyoichiro who had a smile but it was more mischievous now."You knew didn't you... You knew this would happen to me and that's why didn't bother to hurt me cause the fans would do that to me easily." He accused him
"Hm, My, My I can't begin to fell this disappointed Flash. Are you accusing me that I willingly blab that my little sister is married to a normal teen boy and has no connection to the spy world, Also he seduce her by a cry story. Which she agreed to do then." His toon was all out saying he did so.
".....That's what literally is said in this message." Shion pointed out with a deadpanned and showed the message which held the story.
"Hm, Well in that case." Flash took the phone from her hands and typed a message there in it. Then threw it towards Kyoichiro who caught it and looked to see what he wrote."Consider us even."
"Huh?" Shion, Taiyo and Mutsumi all went and looked to see what he wrote on the phone as they peeked and read the message that said;
"I was the one who gave the blessing and gave the idea in the first place as a prank. Didn't know it would turn out this way. ;)-"
No second later the phone started to buzz and more as many more comments came from hateful to death threats towards him now, aswell as some followers dropping from his page.
"Hm, Well played boy. Well played." Kyoichiro could only mutter as he sees the sight being littered and blocked. Shion was laughing her ass off as she held her stomach as Mutsumi could only give a sheepish chuckle as well as Taiyo who didn't know what to make of this.
"Hahahaha!!.... Man! I think I got a good pick in getting a husband now. I won't mind him as long as he gets to annoy Baka more!" She laughed more seeing well carma on him.
Taiyo then remembered the talk."Wait! I wanted to ask this. Why is Mutsumi Targeted?" This caused Shion to stop in her laughing aswell as Kyoichiro to straighten him self aswell as Flash."We still didn't get the answer on why?" He asked.
Shion then desided to tell."It's because, Mutsumi is the Tenth Head of the Yozakura Family. She her self is known to be a Valuable treasure amongst the family. A family jewel." She explained casing the two to listen in carefully as Kyoichiro took in the explanation.
"Let me enlighten you about the Yozakura Family." He then began to tell the tail."The Yozakura Family lineage can be traced back to the ninjas of the Edo period, and it's produced generations of descendants with superhuman abilities. But, Amongst them all. One Ordinary person known as the "head" has always been born. With no special power. Thought the head has no superhuman powers as the other members of her family do, Her offspring are always raised as typical Yozakura Superhumans and can inherit the incredible talents of the Yozakura genes."
"Talents that skip a generation, So to speak." Shion continued from there."The family members are armed with talents to protect the head of the family. Who passes down the talents. This is how the Yozakura Family have always thrived. In other words, as our head, Mutsumi is our legitimate leader. And the life line of the Yozakuras." With the Explanation finished she looked to see the two supporting shocked and bewildered looks."But, As her siblings, we don't care about the lineage. And we want her to live her own life."
"....So, That would explain the overprotectiveness." Flash guessed as he sees Mutsumi down."But, You don't want them to do that do you? Mutsumi."
"Hai, Since I told them this over and over many times. That all your of them are risking there lives for me and the family business. Then it's my own duty to keep the duty as the head of the family going." She firmly told as she wasn't backing down.
Kyoichiro was touched aswell as Taiyo by her selflessness but Flash decided to have his own thoughts in."But, Wouldn't that mean that you'll be just making your own life more depressing." This got her attention as she looked at Flash who was now looking at the window."You are given a responsibility of being the head of the family. Yet, Your life is on constant danger as you have to be on guard 24/7 as you don't have the time to even have a normal life. And the time you get to even have a minute of your own time, You are called out from there and have a urgent mission or task to fulfill. When was the last time you have experience joy with friends without being watched by the enemy."
Mutsumi was about to answer when she stopped. When had she gotten time of day with her friends. She had always had time with Taiyo but other then that talking with others was hard as when ever she had to talk to the females of her class she always had to cancel there invite when they invited her or asked her to hang out. As she thought that they're life would be at risk.
"There you go, None. You didn't get to make well memories with anyone other then Taiyo and because of that you fell that you can't in the future aswell. If you keep on doing this, then you'll break one day." He told as he could remember the time where he was keeping things to him self after the incident. Now thought,"Flash Aniki is right. You'll end up missing out the things that would make you happy." Taiyo called in aswell."Your siblings chose to help you. So let them do there thing in keeping you safe so you could have a life of your own. And when your ready to take the title of the head. Then you'll be ok." He reassured her.
"Taiyo, Flash-san." Mutsumi muttered seeing them giving her advice.
"There right sis." She looked to Shion giving her a straight look."We chose to protect you and in the end we want you to feel normal aswell so you won't regret or miss to make memories that would keep you happy."
Mutsumi saw the others giving her an encouraging look as they wanted her to chose the right path. So she then nodded slowly."Hai, I understand."
"Good then. Thank you for giving my sister some sense." Flash just waved the complement off as it wasn't a big of a deal. Taiyo just shyly rubbed the back of his head."Your welcome Big Sis Shion."
Kyoichiro then grabbed the tea pot and started to pour tea in it cup as he began to explain."So, Now you see what the situation that Mutsumi is in right now. With her position. She is drastically on stand by and with the marriage of her, She is shown to the worlds Evil as a open book." He gave the second cup to Flash who simply accepted the cup."Which is why it's both of your missions now... To protect Mutsumi at all cost."
Taiyo eyes widen hearing this."Nani?"
"Don't be like that. It's your job now as her Fiancé. And I won't be having a Fiancé who can't even defend his newly bride from the very evil that is threatened her life. And now you two have became the members of the Yozakura Family. Which is why." He pulled out something from his pocket and put it down Infront of the table. As it revealed to be a gun."I'll be the one to train you both in to becoming well known spys around. I'll be hammering the fundamentals of espionage into you. You two are to protect Mutsumi from assassin's all day today, as a Fiancé and Brother." He finishes the explanation with giving them a smile still on his face.
Flash was quite for a moment as Shion looked to see him keeping the mouth near the cup but didn't drink any of the tea as he was deep in thought. He finally put the cup down as he put his hand together."So, It's a mission to protect my little sister now, Consider it accepted then. Those who threatened the very existence of that which is mine, Would be left with nothing but rust." His toon became more serious then before as it took Taiyo and Mutsumi by surprise and shock with the Development but Shion wasn't much shocked but her eyes did widen a little with his statement but kept her look neutral again but Kyoichiro had a look of interest when he heard the words escape from his lips.
"My, My Flash. What a bold claim to make now. Back then you wouldn't even go on to take a life but now your hear declaring that you are willing to go far in taking a life of another person." He asked him as he laid back."Are you even ready to draw a knife through the persons neck."
"Yes." He said without hesitation making the others shock by his statement but Kyoichiro developed a glint in his eyes."Flash Aniki! That's! That's not right! You would never take a life of another person like this! You always in telling on doing the right thing, Not going in killing?!" Taiyo questioned his brother as he was shocked hearing the words he told.
"You misunderstood me on what I fully ment Taiyo." Flash clarified."I would take a life of another person. But only those who threaten the very existence of my loved ones. Those who would go through questionable means to obtain what they want and harm those I care for. Harm my Family. And for what. Power."
Now Shion and Mutsumi now locked there eyes on Flash as they try to understand what he would say."There are those who want Power to trample over others. For there desperate life as they want to rule over all. Or just so they can feel king of the world. They would do everything or anything just so they could get there hands on that power." He glared at the cup as he could remember the past, Especially with Equestrian Magic.
"But, To much power would lead to a downfall. With every time they would lose them self to the wonder and pleasure of what it could give. That they not see what they are doing. And in the end." He picked up the tea cup and looked at the reflection in the tea."It would be to late to see on what they have become. They would become that, cause there's not strong enough to control it which gives it the chance to take over. But, I'm not weak, So, That's why. I want the power my self, So I could be strong enough to wipe out those who even lay a hand on what's mine. And if I have to do that by taking down body after body. I would do it. The sins I would make, I'll would carry them all in the end. Even if I have to become the monster Infront of there eyes or the enemy of the world." He grabbed a cup and shattered it right in his hands as the tea spill around.
Taiyo and Mutsumi had a look of Shock but also, a look of understanding. While Shion looked at him differently as she could see that he was serious in his task. He would have blood in his hands even if it means that others would look at him differently or as a threat. He isn't afraid to go that far just for the happiness he has now and his loved ones. Looks like She picked a interesting fellow but she couldn't help but see there was something else with in the fire of his. Kyoichiro on the other hand looked at him with his neutral gaze but it had a hint of change
"My, My. It seems that I had misjudged you from the very beginning, Brother." He suddenly called him a brother. Now Mutsumi and Shion knew that he would only ever call someone that if the person earned his respect which was about 0.1. But he accepted him now meaning he has scene potential in him. He casually put a hand over his shoulder as a hint of acceptance escape from him."Looks like you have what it takes. We would be getting a long quite well."
As the limo went away in the street. A figure was watching the limbo go away. The person was covered in head to toe with black cloak that hid his body and one a hat on his head as his face had supporting a white mustache, his eyes could be scene glaring at the limbo. Yet they didn't have any anger or hatred in them. But of curiosity.
School time started as the students were going in classes. Taiyo was now on the edge, Wanna know why. Because he and Flash have a mission that is to stop a terrorist bomber who is after Mutsumi and was the one to bomb the house.
He searched the seats and the whole class in a matter of seconds. All to find the bomb that has been laying anywhere near the place Mutsumi was. Under the Desk, Chairs, Shelf, Seats. Anywhere, Yet all in the end he didn't find it there at all. The thing was hard to find but it didn't mean impossible, As the Terrorist him self had a major flaw in his work... He posted on what he was doing in his spy page. It was both stupid but also a good thing.
"He hasn't planted the second bomb yet anywhere." Taiyo thought as he finishes checking the place. He then checked the phone but still no update."I gotta be on my guard aswell as keeping my eyes open for any potential suspicions around. Not to mention."
"Even if I have to make a pile of bodies for it. I'll do it. The sins I would make, I'll would carry them all in the end. Even if I have to become the monster Infront of there eyes or the enemy of the world."
"Flash Aniki." The words still hung in his mind. He was so willing to take the route as he was not backing down in protecting what he holds dear to."But, That's not like you. You always strived for the best and always wanted to be a hero who others can look up to. Who I look up to. But, You having the determination to fight for us..."
He looked back seeing Mutsumi now chatting with her friends as she was laughing happily. The smile, That smile is what he wanted to protect. Flash may have told him that he is willing to kill but, He also said that he would do everything in his power to save the innocent from the evil. And that is what Taiyo would do aswell."I just became your husband, So it's my responsibility that you should have a happier life. One where you'll be free from the world problems and can smile with her family." He thought as he promised him self aswell that he'll do what ever he can to make it happen. Just like Flash would do.
He looked back at the phone as it suddenly vibrate, A message popped up in the chat. Taiyo now paid attention to what the man wrote and see what he's next move is.
"Just found this strange fruit, Don't know what it is but looks good." He read the message."Fruit? Is he outside of school ground or something. No there's something else, Where could he have gotten a strange fruit from. Must be from the cafeteria then." He quickly got up from the seat as he went out of class not hearing one of his friends call him out.
"Hey! Taiyo where are you going, Class is about to start!"
As he went out he didn't see the small drone hovering outside the window seeing where he went out. And if he would have taken his surroundings well he would have scene a familiar looking giant trashcan in the hall way where he passed by as Shinzo pocked his head out to see Taiyo leave.
"So, How are you holding up now?" Flash asked the young sister in law who was with him near one of the window.
Flash just got off checking the phone and saw there wasn't any sign of the bomber or what he was gonna do next. This left him in a bit of a pickle yet he didn't flatter. He got to meet Taiyo who told him he'll be getting to check the cafeteria where he suspected he'll be at. Flash went with in order to help but in the end it was a bust as he wasn't there. So he told Taiyo to check the school in break while he keeps Mutsumi with him so the bomber won't get a chance. He also told him after 20 minutes come back and change roles as he would check out the school later and Taiyo would be in keeping Mutsumi in check.
The young girl let out a sign as she was quite exhausted."It was fine for a while. I get to chat with my friends." She opened her Bento to eat her food."Today just been one ride to another."
"You mean our house being blown up and then your siscon of a brother saying that he'll kill us if we let anything happen to you." Flash reviews the previous encounter as Mutsumi nodded."Then it's been quite simple for me."
"Hm, You could say that. So, Today my friends keep on telling me about some weird rumours going around today." She desided to tell what happens in class."They say they saw a small UFO outside the school as it was hovering around. Then there's the mystery of the Giant man walking in the school hall at class time. Those were looking quite far fetched to be real."
"You just heard about my story of Magical girls from a different dimension. And your calling that far fetched?" He questioned as he could remember that she was like on cloud nine when he told her they were real."Also, Is it that hard to see if there real aliens or not?"
"Hm, Point made." She then started to eat but had a thought in her mind."Nay, Flash Nii-san, what was your sister like?"
Flash stopped before he could take a bite out of his rice as he looked at her in confusion. He wasn't made or angry at her for asking but, Confused. Think she would be asking about his old life to know him. So he desided to answer,"She, She was the most energetic type of girl I could remember. When ever she got free time, She would always drag me out to play sports or train her in playing soccer. Then she would often brag about her idol in my class who is a Tomboy. She even dressed like one to prove her inspiration, But, She mostly liked the look. She was imaginative, Always on about Me and Rainbow Dash in who's the best. And then her dream to one day becoming a school sports champion and Music Guitarist and going out to earn more name." He told her about Scootaloo as he could remember the days he and her bickered over something then just laughed and make peace over it. Him going out to take her to the park, Then giving her, Her own guitar as a gift."And lastly, She always was there for me when I was down. To cheer me up."
Mutsumi couldn't help but comment,"She sounded like she and I would have gotten along well." She said with honesty.
"Yeah, You two would get along." He muttered as he try and change the subject."It's weird you know, I am now picked by a family who are crazy Spies, My wife is a princess of programming. My sister in law seems to picked my younger relative who is now my brother, and her life is constantly on the line all for the corrupt people wanting power. Its weird but also not that far fetched where I'm coming from. Where daily life of magic incident can cause a person to go drunk on power "
"Hm, Seemed you were living my dream a bit." She said with a pout as Flash found it cute."Nay, Were you good at anything else?"
Flash thought about it and then nodded at that."Yeah, After some training in cooking by my mom. I started to make pastries and cakes. She said that to a women heart is by cooking so I thought why not try it and go with the flow. I even baked a cake at my school function. Got a good score in that." He told as he could remember the judges face when they ate the fruit cake he made."Maybe I could make one for you then." She nodded at that.
Then a question came in his mind."Say, Those who are chosen in the Yozakura Family. Do they stay normal like the 10th or are they given a power like the siblings?" He questioned as this was in his mind for a while. Mutsumi eyes widen when he asked that out of the blue as thought about telling him or not right now.
Just before she could say anything on the thought more. A cry for help was heard from below them as they both stopped there eating and went towards the fence to see what was happening. The yell was coming from below section of the school where they were at so couldn't see what was causing this so they ran towards the door to go down.
"Get Away! Please Get away!"
"Someone help us!"
"It's coming in close!"
The students were running away from something in the hall way as they made a break for it. Flash and Mutsumi reached the Hallway and see the commotion and what was causing it. They saw the students running as they see through the mob of students to see what they were running from. And soon they got to see what was causing this as there eyes widen on the thing that came from back.
A strange red monster, which looked like a humanoid lion whose body was covered in red armor. Its lion face was surrounded by a metal mane, that looked like it was designed to mimic flames. Sections of its body weren't covered by the red armor, instead having lighter gray under-armor around its waist, elbows and knees. Sticking out of its back was what appeared to be a short metal lion tail. It was the Lion Inve.
"N-No way?! It's, It's the lion Inve!" Mutsumi shouted in shock seeing the thing coming towards them."It's real!"
"How the heck did a fictional thing came into real life?" Flash shouted but before he could dwell on that he saw the lion Inve grab a boy and pinned him against the wall as it was ready to kill it."Get away from him!"
Flash yelled as he ran and gave a kick at the Lion Inve but it didn't make it budge but only got his attention. It let go of scared teen as he ran away as it was glaring at Flash now. This was the second Flash thought he screwed up but he didn't show it as he quickly got ready to fight. The lion Inve launched it's claws at as Flash avoided them but had gotten a few scratches as he quickly ducked and back flipped in the nick of time when the Lion Inve went to stomp on him. It came at him with it's claws out as Flash quickly side stepped as it's claws impacting on the ground leaving a claw mark. Flash gulped as he had to avoid it but before he could move again he saw the Lion Inves sight directed at Mutsumi who was standing there in shock.
It left Flash as it was now going after the young blue hair girl."Mutsumi! Snap out of it and get out!" His shout made her snap out of her shock as she saw the inves was coming towards her. Flash quickly got up and used the fire extinguisher near the wall and grabbed it as he bashed it on his head. It got it's attention again as it now was annoyed."Mutsumi! Run!"
"But-" She was cut off as Flash threw the extinguisher near her making her jump back."Just run Damnit! I'll be fine just go!" With the yell she finally made a choice and ran. But not before saying her last bits."Just come back alive! Ok!"
Flash watched her go as he dogged the claws that tore half of his uniform leaving scratch marks behind. He grunted but he side stepped in dogging the second one as he kicked the Lion Inve back as he then ran to the other side. Trying to lead it away. But in the end instead of fallowing him the Lion Inve let out a shout as he made a fire ball in his hand and threw it at the teen who jumped in time to avoid the blast but he fell back with pain as some of the fire got on his arm as he quickly try to defuse it. He heard the lion Inve was getting closer so he got up to run but his arm hurt making him grunt. As the lion Inve came and turned around only to find the teen gone. It looked around in confusion as to where he went but couldn't find him. Flash him self stood behind the other side of the wall as he kept his breath in check as the Inve went away from there.
He breath in a sign of relief but had to make a quick plan. He quickly pulled out the phone as he pressed the number of Shion."Come on! Come on! Pick up Shion!" He waited but she did didn't pick up. He then got a message as it read.
"I Already know."
"So, There hear. But the question is, Can you beat it." He muttered. Just then he started to hear ringing noises. He looked around in confusion on where the sound was coming from. Soon he heard footsteps coming as they were making him believe that it the Inve when he was meet with another bizarre sight.
"Mutsumi?"
Coming towards him was a women who looked to be an older version of Mutsumi as she had long blond golden hair and wore a white sun dress which had lily shaped sleeves and black long boots. Her left eye was red as blood while her right was blue. Flash looked at the women as he checked to see if she was Mutsumi or not.
"No, Your not Mutsumi. Who are you?" He asked the women as she didn't answer but continue to look at the teen as if she was examining him.
Mutsumi was lost in her mind as she didn't know what to make of the situation right now. Hear she is running for her life from a fictional monster character from one of her favourite shows she like to watch and it's out for her life. Why? How?.
"How can the lion inve be hear?! This doesn't make any logical sense! Am I still dreaming or am I seeing things!" She yelled out as she made a turn. Just then the Lion Inve was hot on her tail as he came from the other side of the staircase. She stoped as she saw the inve in front."Not good!"
She made a turn and ran for it to the other staircase but the lion Inve jumped up and did a spin as it landed right Infront of her path making her skid as she got back. That's when she accidentally tripped making her land on her ass. She grunted as she looked up to see the Inve was ready to finish her with it's claws as she could only craw back in fright. Just when it would have made the attack.
"Mutsumi! Get down!" She heard a yell as she did so by laying her head back. Sooner then later a lighting blast came in hitting the inves right in the chest as it was send back staggering. But it wasn't much hurt then before just enough to cause it to back off. She looked to see her saviour as it was non other then Taiyo as he held a gun which was smoking out."Taiyo!" She yelled in happiness as she saw her husband come in her rescue.
"Mutsumi! Daijoubu ka!" He came helping her up as he got Infront of her and held the weapon at the inves who growled at the two."What is that?! Why does it look familiar?"
"It's an Inve, It's from the Tokusatsu show of Kamen Rider Gaim!" Mutsumi quickly told making his eyes widen."I don't know how this got hear and what it wasn't but it's clearly after me for some unknown reason!" She hid behind Taiyo as the Inve launched it self at them making Taiyo grab her as they ducked from the swipe."Take this!" He laughed another electric bullet at the Inve back which was hit in mid air making it land on the floor.
"Mutsumi let's get out before-" The Inve didn't let them go as it launched a fire ball hitting the upper area near them as debris fall at there way blocking it."It can shoot fire ball!"
"It must be a higher class inve then. Those ones usually have elements attacks on them aswell as basic power attacks." She muttered as the Inve came at them."Stay back!" Taiyo yelled as he aimed the gun at him.
Just before it would attack. Small drones burst through the window as they all came Infront of the inves way as they started to move around it to distract it's view. It worked as the Inve was trying to swat them away as it lost it focus. Another Done came towards the two as it spoke from the speaker.=You two ok!=
"Big sis Shion." Mutsumi and Taiyo muttered.=Yeah, We were fallowing your mission in protecting Mutsumi and you from the bomber, Before this happened. How did this came hear?=
Mutsumi shook her head in not knowing."I don't know. This is a whole knew thing for me big sis. The Inve just came out no where and-"
=Inve?=
"That's what it's called Big sis."Taiyo told."This is supposed to be a Fictional monster from a show not be real! And worse of all that it's being a evolved one which has the ability to counter and adapt!"
Just then gun shots were heard as bullets hit the inves chest and face. Yet it wasn't much in pain as it was but grunted in annoyance."Hey there!" It looked to the side as it saw Kengo there waving at him."over hear!" Another Kengo came from his right."How are you doing my man." Another came as he was under him. The three waved at him making him confused as it tilt it's head. The third kicked him from below making it grunt as the other two kicked him back which pushed him back staggering.
"Sorry for this!" It heard as it was soon hit on the side with a bulging hand and impact against the wall. It was revealed to be Nanao as he had his hand in a bulging skin."Mutsumi, Taiyo Nii-san! Are you two ok?!"
"Nanao? Kengo?" Taiyo muttered in suprise as he then looked back at the gunner to see Shinzo in his trash bin."Shinzo? All of you are hear? How? When?"
"We were hear the whole time Sis!" Kengo gave his piece sign as he joyful told."We and the others though of helping you and Flash out in your mission. But then this happened and-"
Just before they could answer the Inve launched out of the wall and came at Nanao as it pushed him against the wall. It tried to scratch him as Nanon grabbed it's arms before it could hurt him as he struggle to hold it back."Nanao!" Mutsumi yelled in worry so well the others aswell."Shinzo! Shion! Get the Inve away from him! He can't get scratched by the inve no matter what!" She told the two who went in action.
=Hey you over grown lion! Take this!= Shion called from the droid as she aimed the guns at it. The Inve saw the guns pointed at it as it suddenly grabbed Nanao and put him towards his way as he held his arms on his throat. The other were taken back by this as they saw it using Nanao=It's using him as a shield! This thing knowns how to take the surroundings around him well. It's almost as if-"
"It's adapting." Shinzo finished her thoughts as he couldn't get a lock on without getting Nanoa being hit aswell as the claws that were near his throat so if he did shoot then Nanao would get hit by the claws."It's keeping him in a tight spot, So If he make a move then he'll get scratched."
Taiyo gritted his teeth as he and the others were running out of options. What were they supposed to do and get it to let it guard down. Mutsumi looked hopeless as she didn't want her younger brother to get scratched by the inves cause a fate worse then death would happen to him and not even his ability to keep him self immune would help in the matter as it would be a whole different sickness.
She had to do something, Anything! She thought that if she could get it to let it's guard down then it may give a opportunity for her siblings to get a shot. So she slowly walked towards the Inve taking the others by shock on her decision.
"Mutsumi! Get back!" But she didn't listen as she stood a bit further Infront of her siblings and Taiyo as the Inve looked to spotted his target.
But just as he would have rushed in on getting her and ending her. Someone came from behind in fast speed and used the wall to boost him self up as he came in with a flying kick which hit the inve on the face as it was taken back by the suprise attack as Nanao got the chance and escaped from his grip.
"Nanao!" Taiyo yelled as he came and pulled Mutsumi and Nanao back as the one to hit the inve was non other then Flash him self."Flash Aniki!"
"Oh, Right on time hero!" Kengo gave a thumbs up."Shoot the Inve now sis and bro!"
The Inve chared at him but bullets came from behind him as Flash wasn't afraid as the Inve was struk back with that many bullets hitting it. It grunted in annoyance and was about to use it claws at them when Flash ran and grabbed it's hand and twisted it and gave a strong kick as the Inve was flung back and hit the wall. Flash just dusted his jacket as to show style.=Hoh, Showing off a bit towards me to gain effection points. You earned some in my case.= A drone came hovering near him as it flipped over to reveal a smiley pixel pink emoji.
"Nah, I'll gain that towards you in a later date." He said while still had his eyes the inve."Mutsumi." He called her out gaining her attention."Go with the others and get to a safe place. I'll take care of this thing." He declared making the others shock at the declaration of his.
"Hah/Eh?! Are you crazy!" The others were taken back by his declaration."A-Are you Crazy on picking a fight with that thing!" Shinzo question in shock as his weapons weren't making a dent on that thing."How are you even gonna fight it let alone win or survive!"
The drone got Infront of his way.=Oi, Did you hit you head or something or are you gone made on thinking that you'll get out of this by beating that thing. You barely survived before!= The face changed to a anger one.=Try not to be a Hero if you can't back it up on the matter!=
Flash wasn't offended or anything as he knew that they were right. Taiyo grabbed his hand and try to pull him back."Flash! Come on we can go while it's back down!" But Taiyo just shook the hand off as he gave Taiyo a side glance. Taiyo saw his eyes and were taken back as he saw that it had a different aura around them. Those that once showed the fear and despair he hid away. Were now having a determined lit fire inside of them."Aniki? What is this?"
"...Don't worry. I promised you that I would protect your and Mutsumi smile. For your future." He looked back at the Inve as it was getting up."I would do everything in my power to let that future happen. Where we can all smile without the watch of fear and danger."
He pulled something out from his jacket as he held it in his hand. What he had had shocked The siblings and Taiyo on what he was holding. A Sengoku Driver.
"Who are you?!"
The women in white continue to look at the teen with her eyes as Flash didn't know what to make of this situation. Standing before him was a women who looked to be the same as Mutsumi but she was older and a bit more mature. Then women then finished examining him as she spoke."You want to protect what is yours at all cost. Which means you would fight." Her voice was soothing aswell as had a softer toon in it."Would you fight for it?"
Flash didn't know what to make of this but he had a family to save. So he gave the answer."Yes! I would fight as I would do what it takes to save the smile of my new family! And I won't let anyone take there freedom nor happiness away! Even if I'm down I won't back away!" He yelled with determination as his eyes emitted the fire with in.
The women nodded as she put her hands Infront. Soon golden light shined on then both and disappeared leaving back two thing in her hands as it took Flash by suprise.
One was a strange looking padlock, which had a round green section on the front that was covered in triangular bumps. In the centre of this section were letters and numbers. 'L.S.-04'
The other was a strange looking device. I reminded him of a championship belt wrestler's win, only without the straps. It was black, with a section of the middle being empty and looking like something slotted into it. On the left side of it, or right depending on how one was facing, something that looked like a tiny knife was connected to it. When he tried to move it, it turned downwards to make the blade pass over the missing section in the middle.
Flash could recognize these two items anywhere. He slowly reached towards them and took the two in his hands as he could feel the heaviness."Go, These would be your tools in achieving your dreams. To bring Devine Providence to those who means to cause your love ones harm." She told him as Flash could only look at the items in shock.
He looked back up to ask more but she was gone as she was never there.
The siblings were still bewildered but Flash didn't seemed to wait as he put the buckle on his waist. As soon as it touched his stomach, something happened. A pair of yellow straps flew out the side and connected behind him, tightening up to hold it against him. And once it did, the previous blank side of the belt glowed before the image of some kind of helmet with a colourful visor appeared.
He took out the green lock seed and held it firmly in his hand."I would protect those who are dear to me!" With that he pressed the side of the lockseed.
MELON
Suddenly, A zipper opened over his head as a Metallic Melon was now over him. It took the others by yet again a shock.
"A-" Mutsumi questioned.
"... Giant?" Taiyo muttered
"Melon?!" The three other siblings finished the sentence.
Flash threw the lockseed upwards and caught it in his right hand. Then spun it around and finally put in it the buckle centre area and locked it in.
LOCK ON
The belt then play out a toon of Japanese war horns as it got the Inve attention who looked confused and intrigued at what the human was doing. Aswell as the siblings as Kengo was kinda bobbing his head on the toon.
"Why is the war cry Catchy?" He asked the others who looked confused.
Finally Flash knew he was ready so he grabbed the knife handle and brought it down on the lock splitting it open into two as the lock showed a image of a Sword on the bottom side.
SOIYA
The Metallic Mellon came down on his head As soon as it slammed down on his head, energy flew out of the melon and swirled around him. When it did, it created a suit that was almost completely white.
"Eh! His a Melon!" Nanao yelled as he pointed at his back.
Inside Flash had a serious look as his face was covered by a helmet as visor came down on his head.
Said suit had black scale patterns on the arms and upper legs, whilst his lower legs were inside white boots with gold trim. The only thing still visible from what he had been wearing previously was the belt, which now had a weapon connected to the side that looked like a pistol with a long katanna blade sticking out the top.
The melon then split apart, the pieces folding down over his chest, shoulders and back. As it did, it revealed a white helmet with a golden visor and gold metal accents on the forehead and sides. Once the melon pieces folded into place, they flashed and transformed into melon themed armor.
Another flash of light appeared in his hand, creating an odd looking shield that was almost as big as him with the same melon patterns on the front.
MELON ARMS! TENKA GOMEN!
After the Transformation was done. Now standing in Flash place was non other then Kamen Rider Zangetsu.
"Eh.....EEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Taiyo and Mutsumi yelled in shock after seeing this happen."Flash Nii-san, Became a Kamen Rider!"
Zangetsu didn't say anything as he felt the power in the suite rise as he felt any kinda of power like this. It was surging through his vains as if it was boosting his senses. The Inve had enough gawing and roared as it ran at his new prey. Zangetsu saw it coming but didn't move as he waited for it. When it came at him with it claws out he dogged in the last second and gave a punch right in the chest as the Inve was flung back in the hall way as it soon hit the wall at the end.
The other gawed at the power he showed as Zangetsu him self was taken back as he saw what he did.
"Alright! There you go Flash bro! Teach that bastard what he did wrong." Kengo yelled out in encouraging manner.
Shinzo on the other hand looked at the weapons and Armor as his mouth was hanging. This, This was quite impossible to make a suite appear out of thin air aswell as weapons no less. The weapons them self was like a sword that had looked to be a gun aswell with the trigger with it aswell as the shield that looked to be fruit theme.
"Shion!" He muttered out a yell making the drone look at him."Make sure you get the recording off this. I think this would be important."
=Already on it= The drone said as it showed a red beeping light.
The Inve got up as it now felt pain on his left side of the chest. It grunted as it looked to see Zangestu walking towards it slowly with his shield in his hand. The Inve yelled out as it wasn't going down without a fight as it ran at his opponent. Zangetsu just dogged the strike and grabbed it's hand with the strength he felt and squeezed it making the Inve grunt and then punched him again as it was staggered back. It went again in attacking with it's claws but Zangestu just dogged without problem and jumped over it's head landing behind it and before it could turn he gave it a spin kick right at the back.
The Inve was hit near the window as it turned back to see Zangestu coming in with a punch right at it's face as it was send flying out of the glass window as it broke. The Inve fell down the window as it landed on the school grounds where the others students were having there lunch as the fall alerted them. They saw the inve getting up as they thought it was a man in a suite or something.
"Oi, Daijoubu ka?" One of the students asked as he came towards it not knowing that it was real when it was to late as the Inve got up and grabbed him by the neck with it claws."RRRAAHHHHH!" It yelled out making the student go in panic as it was about kill this one in his hand when it was suddenly shot in the back from upwards.
"Hah!" Zangetsu jumped right through the window as he held the Musuo saber in it gun area and fire three shots in mid air as the Inve let the kid go. He came down slashing the Inve on the back as it fell forward. Zangetsu then looked at the student who was looking at him in awe as he was saved by a Armor warrior."Run, Get out of hear! It's not safe!"
The student just nodded dumbly as he quickly crawled forward and got up running towards his fellow classmates. Zangetsu saw the lion Inve having recovered as it now had a open area which gave it more open attacks as it launched fire balls from it's mouth but Zangestu used his Melon Defender to protect from the attacks. He ran forward getting the blows more and more but he didn't stop and once he came near the Lion Inve he slashed it right in the chest as more a couple of time as he got more hits. He avoided the claws as he flipped back avoiding the energy slashes. He landed on the ground and looks to see the Inve charging at him. He sprinted forward as he disappeared from the Inves view as the Inve looked around in confusion when suddenly it was slashed behind the back by Zangetsu. He didn't stop as his sword glowed green as he slashed the Inve with green energy slashes making it receive twice the damage.
As this was going on. Zangetsu didn't see the other students who were still there and were looking at the fight in awe as they were seeing a battle between a Kamen Rider and a Monster. Some were even recording the battle with there phones. Up below Taiyo and the others were seeing the battle going on as they were seeing the fight intensely. Well Taiyo was more worried but Kengo and Mutsumi on the other hand.
"GO! GO! BEAT THE INVE ZANGETSU!" Mutsumi cheered out as she was waving a flag in her hand."BEAT IT AND WIN!" He cheering made Taiyo chuckled a bit but also sweatdrop as she was taking the thing as a literal TV show scene. He couldn't blame her though as she was a Toku fan.
"You can do it Bro! Show them what you got and maybe go with some styles!" Kengo cheered aswell as Nanao could only sweat drop but he would be lying if he wasn't a least bit intrigued. Shion and Shinzo were seeing the battle as they were studying the movement and fighting techniques that Flash was using.
"He is using the Beast own way in going all out to his advantage. It doesn't have much combat compare to other things so he is going on striking it fast and hard as possible." Shinzo stated."It's a good technique for a beast like this. With no way in defending it self and it's own basic Predator nature coming in it won't go in defense but on offense. And the weapon that Flash is using."
=It's giving it damage more then yours or ours gave it.= Shion thought as she was getting the fight in her data bank.
The lion Inve was flung back as it was smoking from the chest. Zangetsu saw that it was now weakened he would finish this. Beside he always wanted to try out this since he was little so let that dream come true. He grabbed the knife area and brought it on the lock side twice as it activated the attack.
SOIYA! MELON SQUASH!
Mutsumi eyes were sparkling with excitement."Hear come the finisher!" She squealed out making Kengo cover his ears.
"Not so loud sis!" He muttered out.
Zangetsu right foot glowed with green with aura and electricity as he crouched down ready to attack. He then jumped in the air and then came down tumbling right at the Inve as it had a second to see the end coming. Zangetsu foot contacted with it's chest as it was flung back, The aura and energy around the Inve suddenly formed in to a big watermelon as Zangetsu landed back on the ground. The watermelon exploded out as there was nothing else left behind the Inve.
He let out a breath of relief as he defeated the monster. He looked back and saw the students had caught his fight and recorded it. He had to get out so he used the fire smoke and disappeared from there.
As he was gone. He didn't see that Kyoichiro was standing on the roof of the school as he saw the whole battle. He had a very clear smile on his face as he saw the battle and such."My, My, You really delivered on what you promised in Brother. And it looks like you got a major power up in your fight and for your future endeavours." He said as he held up a grey hoodie in his hand."It looks like you had no place no more aswell."
He threw the Hoodie away as he went off on his own.
Zangetsu managed to find a hiding spot in the school empty classroom as the students were outside because of the commotion. He didn't want anyone seeing him transform back as it would cause some problems for him and the Yozakuras.
He put the slice lock back up into one as it was as his suite had vanished off him in a green light leaving him in his civilian form. He breath in a sign of relief as he was back to him self. He pulled out the lockseed as he looked at it in question when he suddenly heard a yell."Flash Nii-san!" He quickly pulled it behind but saw Mutsumi Taiyo and the others were there so he breath in a sign of relief.
"Taiyo, Mut-" He was cut off when Mutsumi came at him and hugged him tight taking him by suprise."Mutsumi?"
"That's was so Cool!" She squealed out as Flash saw sparkles in her eyes."You were amazing out there Nii-san! The time you changed in to a Kamen Rider and battled a monster! You were like a real Kamen Rider back then!"
"What do you mean if he was a fake or something Mutsumi? He was definitely a Kamen Rider there!" Kengo cheerfully said."He went for the rider kick instead of the other finisher that was a signature kick and a flashy entry to go by!"
"And how does your weapons and suite work." Shinzo asked from his bin as he was more in to that."The suite came out of the melon. Is it connected to that and how does the sword have a function of a gun in it. Who made it?"
Taiyo just got between the three as he wanted to ask him the important question."Flash Nii-san, How did you Henshin? Where did you get the belt and lock seed?" This was the big question as Flash him self didn't know why.
Flash was just getting this out of his thoughts about the women who looked to be a older Mutsumi come in and give him this aswell as him transform into a Armor hero and then fight a to win as he was getting overwhelmed by the thoughts."I...I, I just don't feel like telling now." He muttered as he rubbed his head."Sorry Taiyo, Mutsumi I just got out of battle and had a very difficult time in my life and death situation. So how about I answer your questions tomorrow then cause right now I'm completely drained."
Mutsumi felt down but understood the matter. Even if her inner fan girl told her to not give up nor stop trying to ask the questions she wanted to know. Shion drone came Infront of them to back the two up from the two boys.=You heard the man, He needs rest now. It's not always like someone could Henshin in to a Armor warrior and fight a Monster and not get tired or so. Give him his space= she pushed the two back as Mutsumi just pouted.
But then she had gotten a thought and soon a smirk appeared on her face."Say, Flash Nii-san, Taiyo-kun. You do remember what happened today this morning?" She asked as she reminded them.
Both boys blinked at that as they thought of what occured. What was she planning?
"What is He doing hear?! Kyoichiro demanded as he held his iron spider in his fingers in threatening manner.
Standing Infront of the Yozakura house were Taiyo and Flash as they both had there luggage with them as Taiyo had his in a cloth bag tied on his back while Flash had his stuff in his wheel bag. Taiyo was in fright but Flash had his neutral gaze.
"You know why Nii-san." Mutsumi reminded as she stood between the two."Taiyo and Flash home was wrecked because of the bombing and both had no place to go. Since it was our fault that there home got wrecked then it was our responsibility to let them stay hear. Beside both are married under our family so it's the logical thing to do." She told with a smile.
Kyoichiro grunted as she made a point and he couldn't say anything to her on that."I can accept him but not the one in red!" He said with anger as he glared at Taiyo who could only sweat nervelosy."Well you have to deal with it Big bro! Cause Taiyo is staying hear and that's final!" She grabbed his arm as she gave a pouted look.
"So, This was you plan huh." Flash thought as he looked at the girl who caught his eyes and knew what he was thinking as she just playfully pulled her tongue at him."Clever girl." He had to give her that. She knew when to be a bit manipulative when she needs to be.
He was hit with a imaginary arrow as he couldn't resist her cuteness."The beds are very soft and comforting in our household for our guest's." He said with a smile but had a twitching eye as he slowly walked towards Taiyo and held his steel spider near his face."There so soft that some people just don't wake up from them."
"He would kill me for sure!" Taiyo yelled in his head as his eyes were blank with fear. Flash just up and walked towards Kyoichiro as he bowed Infront of him."Thank you for having us over. I hope you take care of us in the future and now." He said as he grabbed Taiyos head and made him bowe aswell.
Kyoichiro retreated his weapons back as he dusted his hands off."It's good to have you hear then. You really weren't kidding in protecting Mutsumi as I am very thankful to you for doing that. Make sure to entertain me more on your crusade then. Kamen Rider Zangetsu." He suddenly said making Taiyo look up in shock aswell as Mutsumi but Flash knew he would find out anyway.
"Then, Make sure to see what I can give. 1st son and head of the Yozakura Family. But be on guard. The knife is sharp to cut the moon and the spider strings would fall if he makes the wrong move." Flash gave him a warning as he held his hand out as Kyoichiro shook it as both glared at one another as they were not backing down. Taiyo and Mutsumi could only chuckle in fear seeing there glare.
Unknown to the two the women who gave Flash the belt was watching them from afar as she could only look with sadness. This was the starting of fate as the first rider had been picked. Just what has the future in store for the two.
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It’s official, we’re stuck here.
I just spent the entire day trying to get a message out to the mainland, wherever that might be. Long-range telepathy spells have failed. Without Spike, I can’t send messages through dragonfire, and attempts to contact Luna through our dreams have proven fruitless. We can’t even send Rainbow Dash out to find civilization; the island- and a good chunk of the surrounding sea- is encased within an impenetrable bubble of magical energy.
Though, considering that the ocean outside the bubble just turned to liquid helium, maybe that’s a good thing.
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If we’re going to survive on this island, we’re going to do it by the book. As of this moment, I’m forming a provisional government in accordance with Section 4 Subsection 5 of the Equestrian legal code.
AppleJack will be my new minister of Agriculture. Discord left us with a three-month supply of emergency rations, but we’ll need to supplement them with local food, just in case. I hope her apple-farming experience is applicable to coconuts.
Rainbow Dash shall be our new minister of Weather Management. From what I’ve read, tropical islands are susceptible to violent storms, especially this far south. Having a weather pony would give us an advance warning of any incoming storms, help us bust any storm clouds that get too close, and provide a source of fresh water. More importantly, it will keep Rainbow busy. A busy Rainbow is a happy Rainbow.
Fluttershy, being Fluttershy, is to be our new Minister of Wildlife Management. We need to know what’s friendly and what’s deadly fast. My knowledge of tropical plants and animals is limited- I’m the Princess of Friendship, not Biology- so I’ll need her expertise.
Now, for Rarity. We’re going to need some sort of covering to protect us from sunburn and sunstroke. Therefore, I’m designating her as our new Minister of Textiles. Working without a sewing machine or needles will be a challenge, but I know she’ll find a way. A true fashionista always enjoys a challenge.
Finally, there’s Pinkie. I’m afraid she’ll be wearing two hats: She’ll be both our Minister of Food and our Minister of Recreation. She’ll have the unenviable job of keeping us fed, and, most importantly, keeping us sane. I hate to dump all this responsibility on her, but if anypony can stay positive while the laws of physics go haywire, it’s her.
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Everypony is starting to settle into their new roles.
Coconuts and coconut milk have proven a nutritious, if bland, supplement to our diet, and AppleJack is making sure we have a steady supply of both. Every day, she ensures the trees are healthy, applies “fertilizer,” and harvests the coconuts when they are nice and ripe. Of course, there’s been a bit of a learning curve; as AJ put it, “When an apple falls on yer head, it don’t give ya a concussion.”
Rainbow Dash has been putting her weather team experience to good use. Anytime a usable rain cloud drifts close enough to the Island, she wrangles it, hauls it down to ground level, and “milks” it, topping off our fresh water supply. Even now, her competitive side is coming out. She’s even started making a “game” out of it, challenging herself to break her cloud-busting record, flying upside down, blindfolded, anything to add a little challenge. This is good. it keeps her busy. A busy Dash is a happy Dash.
Fluttershy’s taken to her new role with ease. Already, she’s helped identify several edible species of seaweed and a nasty species of venomous coral venomous species. She even struck up a deal with a local albatross colony, fetching them food in exchange for eggs. Also, she somehow managed to befriend a colony of venomous sea snakes; apparently, they’re pretty friendly once you get to know them.
I’ll…take her word for it.
Rarity has been in her element. As she put it, “If we’re going to survive, we’re going to survive in style!” Using palm leaves, leftover coconut husks, and strands of her own hair, she’s somehow managed to weave sunhats, awnings, and tents that protect us from the sun and look incredibly stylish at the same time.
Then there’s our food supply. Survival rations, albatross eggs, coconuts, and coconut milk are edible, I guess, but hardly delicious(When this is over, I’m outlawing all coconuts).
Enter Pinkie. I don’t know how she does it, but she manages to make our basic food supplies and turn them into delicious stews, soups, and other dishes. I don’t know how you turn hardtack, seaweed, and seagull egg into chocolate-chip muffins and frankly, I don’t care. It’s hardly the weirdest thing on this island.
As for myself, when I’m not raising and lowering the sun, I keep myself busy with numbers. The amount of water each pony gets per day, and how long our supplies will last. Most importantly, I act as the rock everypony can rely on. No matter what happens outside the bubble, I make sure that everypony stays focused.
Make sure that everypony stays calm.
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I’m not really sure where we are.
According to Fluttershy many of the species we’ve identified, such as the sea snakes, are endemic to the Southern Lunar Sea. Unfortunately, that puts us anywhere within a several thousand-mile circle. For a more precise reading, I’ve tried calculating our exact latitude and longitude by using the stars. Every night, I stand on the beach, the surf roaring in my ears as I hold the crudely carved quadrant in front of my face, trying to remember Luna’s lessons about celestial navigation.
As Rainbow likes to say, ‘an Egghead’s gotta egghead.’
Sadly, the sky isn’t cooperating with me. One moment, the stars will be in the right place, and all of the constellations will be perfectly intact. The next, the constellations will be scrambled, as if somepony put all the stars into a box and shook it. Or the sky and the sea might swap places, creating an impossible expanse of water suspended over a bottomless, starry abyss. Or the stars might no longer be stars anymore.
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<p>One day, Twilight and her friends are transported to a desert island, cut off from the rest of the world by a magical bubble. They are the lucky ones.</p><p>written for the 2024 Tropical Post-Apocalyptic Story Contest</p>
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2024-07-27T05:16:27+00:00
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2024-07-27T05:16:26+00:00
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I was at a slumber party with the girls when the moon started to melt.
It’d been a busy week. I’d been super busy lately preparing for Celestia and Luna’s upcoming retirement, studying reams upon reams of legal texts, and reviewing the Equestrian legal code After all that, it was good to just hang out with my friends, just like the old times.
We’d been chatting about the latest Daring Do novel, sharing a bowl of popcorn, occasionally I’d scribble something down in this journal. Spike was out with Mac and Discord with their weekly O&O session, so it was just me and the girls.
That’s when Rainbow shouted for us to look outside. We’d dropped whatever we were doing and rushed to the window. Our jaws had dropped. The moon was melting. The pristine silvery orb was smearing itself across the night sky, basaltic rock flowed like soft wax across the void.
For a moment, we’d just stood there, staring at the night sky, watching the moon become a gelatinous glob, and trying to comprehend what we were looking at. This wasn’t real. This couldn’t be real. It has to be some sort of shared hallucination. That was it, a hallucination.
There was a flash of light and a loud “pop” behind us. We’d turned to see Discord standing in the middle of our circle of sleeping bags, a look of utter panic plastered on his face. Before we could react, he’d muttered something about “No time to explain” and snapped his fingers. The next thing we knew, we were all lying on the shores of some distant tropical island, the tide lapping at our hooves. Off on the horizon, we saw the sun slowly poke over the horizon, only to melt into a swirling, golden cloud
That’s when Rarity started screaming.
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<p>One day, Twilight and her friends are transported to a desert island, cut off from the rest of the world by a magical bubble. They are the lucky ones.</p><p>written for the 2024 Tropical Post-Apocalyptic Story Contest</p>
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2024-07-27T05:16:37+00:00
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2024-07-27T05:50:44+00:00
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The biggest threat to our survival is boredom.
Boredom is a subtle killer. It buries you in monotony, dulls your thoughts, and smothers you in blandness. You start making mistakes: a small rounding error when calculating our daily rations, a coconut harvested a little too early—mistakes that, over time, could prove disastrous.
Even worse, you start thinking about the world outside the Bubble. You start to wonder about our families. Is Spike okay? Are Applebloom and Big Mac still alive? Then you start to worry about the rest of Equestria. What happened to the rest of the world? Is anypony left? Is Discord sheltering them as well? Are we all that’s left?
Once again, our Pink party pony is our savior. A Pinkie a day keeps the Crazy at bay. Together, we’ve come up with ways to stave off boredom: when our chores are done, we might organize a hoofrace around the island, or hold a tournament to decide who is the “Supreme Grand Master of Checkers“ (currently, the title belongs to AppleJack). We’ll hold impromptu concerts, and tell each other stories; heck, we even built a 1:1000 scale model of Canterlot Castle out of sand, driftwood, and seashells!
As Pinkie likes to say :"A party a day keeps the crazy at bay!"
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Day 40
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<p>One day, Twilight and her friends are transported to a desert island, cut off from the rest of the world by a magical bubble. They are the lucky ones.</p><p>written for the 2024 Tropical Post-Apocalyptic Story Contest</p>
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2024-07-27T05:16:46+00:00
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2024-07-27T05:16:46+00:00
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Today, the ocean caught on fire.
I had been in a meeting with the girls, working out a work schedule for the following week, when the sky erupted in a blinding flash of light. The girls and I had reeled, slamming our eyes shut, and covering our faces with our hooves. When our vision finally cleared, the first thing we saw was an ocean covered in flames.
Impossible tongues of flame stretched toward the sky—flames that did not belong in nature. Dancing tongues of pink and bronze. Pillars of emerald green and snow white. Rings of indigo and silver. Flames of colors that didn’t exist in nature. All burning in an eerie silence—no crackling of flame, no roar of air rushing in.
As we watched, sparks the size of houses flew off into the night sky. Some landed on the sea, sending up new flames. A few landed on the Bubble and disappeared in a flash of eye-searing light.
Then, as suddenly as they had arrived, the flames vanished. The sky returned to normal. It was as if nothing had ever happened.
What really surprised me was how nonplussed we all were about the whole event. A month or so ago, we would have just stood there, trying to piece our shattered perceptions of reality back together. Now, we just collectively shrugged and went back to work.
For some reason, this worries me.
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<p>One day, Twilight and her friends are transported to a desert island, cut off from the rest of the world by a magical bubble. They are the lucky ones.</p><p>written for the 2024 Tropical Post-Apocalyptic Story Contest</p>
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everyone
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2024-07-27T05:16:54+00:00
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2024-07-27T05:16:54+00:00
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Discord knew something was coming.
In the days leading up to our little protective exile, Discord had been acting… weirdly, even by his standards.
It had been subtle at first. Bloodshot eyes, a forced smile, constant hand wringing. When we asked what was wrong, he’d just brush it off and try to deflect. We’d tried to brush it off as Discord being Discord, but it was clear that something was wrong.
Over time, his behavior became stranger. During his weekly O and O session, Spike told me that Discord had been unusually agitated. He’d spent most of the time distracted, staring off into space, his eyes following something only he could see. Occasionally he’d be heard muttering “No, it can’t be right.”
From what Fluttershy has told me, it only got worse as the days went by Fluttershy tells me that, the night before we arrived here, Discord had been in a state of near panic. He’d stand motionless for hours without blinking, then he’d start stretching and deforming his body into bizarre shapes, almost too fast to see.
He knew something was coming. Something even he couldn’t stop. So why keep it a secret? Even if we couldn’t have prevented it, we could have warned the Princesses, and maybe come up with some kind of plan?
What if he couldn’t? What if he didn’t want to cause a panic?
What if he had to keep a secret?
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<p>One day, Twilight and her friends are transported to a desert island, cut off from the rest of the world by a magical bubble. They are the lucky ones.</p><p>written for the 2024 Tropical Post-Apocalyptic Story Contest</p>
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everyone
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2024-07-27T05:17:02+00:00
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2024-07-27T05:17:01+00:00
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Yesterday we had a dream.
I’d been calculating our food allotment for the next month when it happened. The previous day, we’d had a bumper crop of coconuts, so I had to readjust my calculations to account for that. At least that was the excuse I gave. Truth be told, I just needed something to keep me busy.
The next thing I knew, I was flying high over Equestria, a disembodied, unwilling observer. Below me…
Below me was utter madness.
Equestria as I knew it was no more. The Everfree forest had been transmuted into a labyrinth of glittering green crystal. Griffonstone was just gone- all that was left was a gaping hole in the universe. Appaloosa had twisted itself into a hypercube. And Ponyville.
Ponyville was the worst. Every store, every house was made of flesh, buttressed with bone, with windows of translucent flesh. Roofs were thatched with hair. Instead of grass, the streets were made of wildly thrashing tongues, frantically licking the air. In the town square, bile bubbled from a fountain made of bone. Populating this nightmare were ponies made of wood, plaster, stone, and brick. Stallions, mares, and foals alike stood motionless. Glass eyes were shot with terror. Carved mouths were frozen in silent screams.
I snapped back to reality to the sound of screaming. It took me a moment to realize it was me
Once we’d shaken off the worst of the dream, the girls and I assembled. As I’d feared, each one had experienced the same waking nightmare.
For a moment, we’d simply stood there, none willing to ask the obvious. Finally, Dash broke the silence.
“Twi…?”
Quickly, I jury-rigged an explanation. It had all been a hallucination. A shared hallucination caused by constant exposure to the Bubble coupled with the stress we’d all been under.
Everypony accepted it without question. That’s right, none of it had been real. It had all been in our heads.
That’s what we told ourselves. None of us were buying it. I wasn’t buying it.
Once again, Pinkie came to the rescue.
“Uh…happy birthday, Dashie!”
Rainbow had tilted her head. “Wait, it’s my birthday?” She’d said.
“It is now!” Pinkie had said, prancing off. “I’ve got a party to plan!”
I’d volunteered to help set up. Everypony else gladly joined in.
All in all, it was a good ‘birthday party’. Pinkie somehow managed to whip up a cake and ice cream from our food supplies(when this ends, I’m going to marry that mare). We played games, sang songs, and had fun.
I’m sure we’ll have forgotten all about it by tomorrow. After all, it was just a dream—that’s right
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<p>One day, Twilight and her friends are transported to a desert island, cut off from the rest of the world by a magical bubble. They are the lucky ones.</p><p>written for the 2024 Tropical Post-Apocalyptic Story Contest</p>
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2024-07-27T05:17:09+00:00
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2024-07-27T05:17:09+00:00
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It’s been two days since the Dream, and we haven’t forgotten it. If anything, it’s becoming sharper- a photograph slowly coming into focus. Each of us is remembering specific details.
AppleJack remembers seeing her farm, Farmhouse, barn, and orchards crushed into a ball the size of her head. Fluttershy saw all of her animal friends “melt” into a meaty sludge.
Rainbow recalled seeing Cloudsdale being devoured by “flesh-eating rainbows”, while Rarity saw her Boutique fly apart and put itself back together in increasingly bizarre shapes.
Pinkie, she hasn’t said anything. Judging from the look on her face whenever I asked, that’s probably for the best.
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<p>One day, Twilight and her friends are transported to a desert island, cut off from the rest of the world by a magical bubble. They are the lucky ones.</p><p>written for the 2024 Tropical Post-Apocalyptic Story Contest</p>
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2024-07-27T05:17:16+00:00
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The weather’s taking a turn for the worse.
Before the weather was odd, but otherwise harmless. Now, the storms have gone from anomalous to downright dangerous, they threaten more than just our grasp of reality. Just last week, the Island was engulfed by a strange, green fog that blew out of nowhere. I remember how it stung our noses with every breath, that strange metallic taste in our mouths. The next morning, we woke up in excruciating pain as tiny green pyramids slowly grew out of our skin. The week before that, we were pelted by tangles of razor-sharp wire that fell from an otherwise empty sky.
We’ve tried to adapt. Rainbow is on high alert- the moment she sees anything remotely resembling a storm, she sounds the alarm. If possible, she’ll attack the clouds directly to break them up. Otherwise, we’ll all huddle under a forcefield until the storm lifts.
What worries me is the timing. Why now? Why would the weather only turn dangerous right now? And there’s something about these storms—I’m not sure they’re storms at all. I think…I think they’re an immune response.
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<p>One day, Twilight and her friends are transported to a desert island, cut off from the rest of the world by a magical bubble. They are the lucky ones.</p><p>written for the 2024 Tropical Post-Apocalyptic Story Contest</p>
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2024-07-27T05:17:39+00:00
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Anything can be a weakness- a cloud that brings up a happy memory. A scent that reminds us of home, it could even be a rogue thought.
Whatever the trigger, it hits dead on, it finds the chink in our armor and blasts it wide open. The result is different for each of us.
AppleJack takes her typical approach and tries to bury the pain. She’ll try desperately to shore herself up with hard work, spending every waking hour tending to the coconut trees, treating them as if they were her own foals, neglecting food or sleep, mumbling “Gotta watch the trees gotta watch the trees”.
Rainbow’s claustrophobia kicks in hard. She tries to flee the Bubble, slamming into the shimmering surface repeatedly, screaming over and over that she needs to get out!
Rarity’s always had problems dealing with anxiety, and our current situation has made it even worse. She doesn’t so much break down as dissolve into a sobbing, blubbering, inconsolable mess.
Fluttershy has the opposite reaction. When she breaks, her personality actually inverts. She becomes irritable and abrasive, snapping at us for the most trivial of things, switching between violent outbursts and tearful apologies.
Then there’s Pinkie. Our friend’s bubbly, optimistic nature has proven resistant to despair- when one of us breaks down, she’s always there to try and cheer us up with a song number, a dance routine or, if necessary, something more carnal. But even she has her limits, when she breaks, she breaks hard. Her mane and coat go completely flat. She’ll completely deflate, becoming an inert, listless lump. She won't eat, drink, or even move. She’ll just lay there under her tent with a blank look on her face, an empty shell.
As for me, well, I can’t afford to break. I’m a Princess; it’s my duty to be strong. When the others break down, it’s my responsibility to patch them back together again, be it by an encouraging speech, an extra ration, or a firm slap on the face. But even I can’t keep this up forever. More than once I’ve caught myself looking at the coral reefs, wondering how easy it would be to break off a bit of razor-sharp coral…
Our little world is coming apart at the seams. We can’t keep this up much longer. It’s only a matter of time before we completely crack.
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<p>One day, Twilight and her friends are transported to a desert island, cut off from the rest of the world by a magical bubble. They are the lucky ones.</p><p>written for the 2024 Tropical Post-Apocalyptic Story Contest</p>
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2024-07-27T05:17:56+00:00
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2024-07-27T15:27:13+00:00
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Today I had some good news for a change.
This morning, I gathered everypony together. I announced to everypony that I’d just received a dream message from Princess Luna. She’s alive! Discord managed to whisk her and the rest of Equestria away to his little pocket dimension before everything went to Tartarus.
AppleJack had been skeptical. She’d asked why Discord hadn’t taken us along with him; why strand us here in the middle of nowhere?
I explained that it was part of Discord’s plan: He was already working to restore reality, but he would need our help. We'd know when the time came.
Everypony cheered. Pinkie got to work on a “We’re not doomed” party.
I’m not lying. I really did see Luna in my dream. Yes, it was only for a moment. Yes, she didn’t actually say anything, but it was her. It had to be a message. Yes, I might have exaggerated a little, maybe fudged a few details, but…but it had to be true. Discord was unfathomably old, he could do it. He had to do it.
Even if I did lie, it was for a good reason. Every pony here was losing hope. It was only a matter of time before we completely broke down. One day, when this madness was over and Equestria was restored, they’ll understand.
Lets hope that "one day" comes soon. This morning, I examined the Bubble. I found a tiny, hair-thin crack on its surface.
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2024-07-27T05:51:42+00:00
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2024-07-27T15:23:31+00:00
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The weather on our Island is binary. It’s either scorching hot or dripping wet, with nothing in between. Rainbow has managed to keep the worst of the storms at bay, busting any clouds that get too close, so we’ve avoided the worst of the weather, though Rarity keeps complaining about how the heat and humidity have “absolutely ruined” her mane,
In addition to the usual wind, rain, and lightning, we sometimes get more…exotic weather. The Bubble keeps out the worst of the weirdness, but sometimes things slip through. For instance, we’ve had freak blizzards of sticky, thread-like filaments that drift down from an empty sky and cloudbursts of quivering jelly that evaporate almost instantly. Once, we had puddles of green liquid well up out of the sand, then hurl themselves, drop by drop, into lime-green clouds that suddenly appeared overhead.
Aj and Dash think that Discord has something to do with it. Somehow, this weird weather and the general lunacy happening outside the Bubble are his doing, leftovers from his time as a villain, ala the plunder seeds. After all, ‘It ain't the first time some old trick of his came back to bite us.’
’Shy and I disagree. This weather doesn’t follow his usual modus operandi. Weird as they were, Discord’s meteorological mayhem- and I can’t believe I’m saying this- had a logic to it. Cotton Candy clouds that rained chocolate milk were definitely unusual and a real pain to clean up afterward, but you understood what they were: mundane objects acting in an anomalous way. Most of the time, he simply rearranges mundane objects into something anomalous, more ‘whimsical’.
That’s the thing about Discord that a lot of ponies don’t understand. He doesn’t warp reality and cause chaos out of malice. He does it because he’s bored.
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After Eri finds a dvd and plays it, the cannon cast of My Hero, watches a world where Izuku gets Isekai and the girls that fell in love with him all come to his world to be with him.
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<p>After Eri finds a dvd and plays it, the cannon cast of My Hero, watches a world where Izuku gets Isekai and the girls that fell in love with him all come to his world to be with him.</p>
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2024-07-31T07:25:55+00:00
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!
It all started with Eri finding a dvd in a package left at the front door of the dorms. Opening she found the dvd cover having the words My Hero Princess Harem on it. She went to the tv room and put the dvd into the player and hit play.
!
Izuku Midoriya sat alone as he ate his lunch, he’s no longer the boy he was before he found that portal gun that sent him on a incredible adventure, traveling from one dimension to another trying to find his way home. He met many people on the way and picked up things and skills as he did so. Till he finally just ran out of that green juice that powered the portal gun.
His friend Zelda finally managed to get him home by using the Triforce of power that can grant the one who uses it any wish. She sent him back and found himself back just after he had used the portal gun the very first time. Back home like it never happen, the 2 or so years he was gone, thanks to the wish Zelda made to send him back.
Now he’s going to show his world that someone quirkless can be a hero. He has the skills and experience that he got the hard way. He also still has the equipment and weapons he had picked up along the way. He can be the Batman of his universe and show everyone that someone like him can be a hero, he has done it before in the other worlds.
!
“What the?” Mei Hatsume asked seeing Izuku on the tv. “Eri what are you watching?”
“A dvd I found outside,” Eri said.
Mei hit the pause button.
“Wait right here,” Mei said as she ran off.
Later the other students and staff have all gathered in the tv room.
Tamaki Amajiki
Nejire Hado
Mirio Togata
Hitoshi Shinso
Class 1-B
Class 1-A
Shota Aizawa
Sekijiro Kan
Toshinori Yagi
Hizashi Yamada
Anan Kurose
Ken Ishiyama
Nemuri Kayama
Snipe
Ectoplasm
Higari Maijima
Principal Nezu
Chiyo Shuzenji
Lunch Rush
Ryo Inui
All wondering how and why the dvd that Eri found is about Izuku.
“I don’t remember this,” Izuku said.
“Is someone filming us?” Nejire Hado asked.
“I heard Izuku’s voice narrating about someone name Zelda and making a wish that got him home,” Mei said.
“I don’t know a Zelda,” Izuku said.
“Let’s watch and see what’s going on,” Principal Nezu said hitting the play button.
!
A tall girl with long red hair, a unicorn horn on her forehead, horse ears, tail, large orange wings on her back and light fur coat covering her body suddenly teleported into the lunchroom. The girl looks like a model in both her body and her beauty. She wore a loose pair blue pants with a checkered light blue pattern, a tuck in purple shirt with green stripes, a red tie with white polka dots, a pair of black suspenders, and a pair of brown leather shoes. Her outfit showed off her very shapely body that looks more for an older woman.
!
The sight of the girl caused the boys to stare, with Minoru drooling at the sight of her. The girls frown both because of the reactions of the boys and how intimidated they are at the girls beauty and figure.
“How old is she?” Anan asked out loud.
!
The girl looked around and her eyes lit up upon seeing Izuku. He was lifted into the air as the girl used telekinesis on him and pulled him over to her, embracing him in a hug. Being much taller than Izuku, his face is buried between her huge chest, causing all the boys and girls in the school to stare at the scene.
!
“NO FAIR!” Minoru said seeing Izuku on the screen suffering marshmallow hell.
“I don’t remember that!” Izuku said as some of the guys in the room shot him envious looks. While the girls glared at the girl on the screen for doing that to Izuku.
“You know her?” Toshinori asked.
“No, I never seen her before,” Izuku said as everyone looks at him.
!
“I finally found you,” the girl said hugging Izuku tightly to her chest.
“Sunset?” Izuku gasped out freeing his face from between her huge chest.
“You actually think I wouldn’t come looking for you,” Sunset said as she looks down at him. “Mom and my aunt got me here. And now we can be together forever.”
!
Everyone is staring at Izuku.
“I don’t know anyone by the name of Sunset,” Izuku said wondering why the girls all look miffed.
!
“Hey!” a new voice called out.
Walking into the lunchroom Izuku saw Sunset’s ladies in waiting and bodyguards the Shadowbolts. Indigo Zap leading the team made up of Sugarcoat, Sour Sweet, Lemon Zest and Sunny Flare. All of them tall and shapely thanks to their training, that are shown off by their grey uniforms that they wear.
“Along with the rest of the herd,” Sunset added as her loyal ladies in waiting join her.
!
“Herd?” Toru asked.
“Like a herd of animals?” Pony asked.
“I don’t know those girls either,” Izuku said as everyone looks at him.
!
“All of you came?” Izuku asked looking at the friends he thought he would never see again.
“You got us to form a herd around you and we’re not going to let you go that easy,” Indigo Zap said.
“And you help save our world and you just said goodbye before using that portal gun to go off to search for a way home, leaving us all behind. You’re not getting off that easy,” Sunset said.
“You got isekai?” A girl shouted out.
!
“You got Isekai?” Tetsutetsu asked staring at Izuku.
“No, I didn’t,” Izuku said.
!
“And got a bunch of girls to fall for you?” A boy asked green with envy.
“I guess, I did,” Izuku said looking at his friends in confusion.
!
“And you got a harem,” Hanta grunted.
All the girls glared at Izuku.
“I don’t remember any of this,” Izuku said.
“I think we would had all heard something about this,” Hizashi pointed out.
!
“I’m princess Sunset Shimmer of the Equestrian Kingdom and Izuku here is the stud for my herd,” Sunset said causing Izuku to blush and the rest of the students of the school to stare at him.
!
“Why couldn’t it have been me!” Minoru sobbed before he was hit by Tsuyu’s tongue and Kyoka, ear jack.
“What’s a stud?” Eri asked causing everyone to look away from her questing face.
!
“Izuku!” a blonde girl shouted as she flys into him and hugs him.
The girl has a blonde ponytail with a blue hairbow-scrunchie and blue eyes. She wears a rainbow-colored minidress (mostly blue with white trim) with matching gumboots, as well as white bike shorts. On her arms are two rainbow-colored gauntlets.
“Rainbow Brite! You found a way here?” Izuku asked surprised seeing another friend he thought that he would never see again.
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“I don’t know her either,” Izuku said.
“Wow she really themed her clothes to her name,” Eijiro said.
“Too bright,” Fumikage said.
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“Of course silly, you’re my most special friend,” Rainbow Brite said as she kisses him and pulls away. “And the color kids are here as well!”
Behind her are the color kids, Red Butler, Lala Orange, Canary Yellow, Patty O'Green, Buddy Blue, Indigo Doll, Shy Violet, Tickled Pink, and Stormy. All smiling seeing their friend, who help them in their time of need before leaving to search for a way home.
“Took much time but you’re worth the effort to find you. Being the Sentinel of Light, guardian of light and color, isn’t something you can just walk away from,” Stormy said.
“And more importantly, Stormy here was the one who wanted to find you the most,” Lala Orange said, causing Stormy to blush.
“So are the other girls who don’t have a boyfriend,” Patty O'Green adds causing the other girls to blush.
“Sorry Izuku but your fate was sealed when you got them to fall for you,” Buddy Blue said.
“And they’re going to be a handful,” Red Butler adds.
“What’s going on here?” Sunset snaps getting their attention.
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“I’m with her,” Yuga said as did many others watching.
“And how did Izuku become a harem guy?” Nirengeki said causing the girls to blush.
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“Oh you must be one of Izuku’s friends here on Earth. I’m Rainbow Brite princess of Rainbow Land and Izuku helped in saving our world by becoming the Sentinel of Light. And… I’m going to marry him!” Rainbow Brite said blushing as she smiles.
“What!” Sunset asked shocked like everyone else.
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“I don’t remember any of this,” Izuku said at the center of attention.
“Yeah, I don’t remember this,” Katsuki said.
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“Izuku!”
A new blonde shouted as she with butterfly wings on her back flew over and grabbed him and swung him around and hugs him, talking a mile a minute. She has fair skin, light blue eyes and long blonde hair that goes down to her knees. Her cheeks have rose pink heart emblems on them. She’s wearing a turquoise sleeveless dress with frilly light-blue shoulders, purple belt, puffy white trim, and a picture of a narwhal on the bottom left side, blue and purple striped leggings, grayish plum boots with pink tips with faces on them and dark blue soles, a magenta headband, and a silver spiked bracelet on her left wrist.
“Hey names Kelly,” a girl whose entire body is covered by her mint-green hair.
“I’m Higgs,” a girl with short red hair said who is dressed as a knight said.
Both girls ran over to Izuku and did their best to free Izuku from the blonde’s hold of him. And the head of a unicorn came flying into view.
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“Is that a flying unicorn head?” Denki asked as everyone stared at the strange thing on screen.
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“And I’m Flying Princess (Lilacia) Pony Head,” the flying unicorn head said.
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“There’s your answer,” Yui said.
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Which is causing lots of people to freak out as she’s just a head.
“Now let me inform you of what’s going on. You see Izuku over there help us to save Mewni, and left. And Star, as in princess Star Butterfly of the kingdom of Mewni was all so sad seeing him go. So after lots of stuff, we finally found a way to come to him, to Earth,” Pony Head explains.
“Oh,” Sunset and Rainbow Brite said.
“Also Star, Kelly, and Higgs are in love with him and they’re willing to share him,” Pony Head said.
“WHAT!” the girls who are after Izuku all shouted.
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“Have you no shame?” Ibara asked Izuku.
“I didn’t do any of that,” Izuku said under the glares from the girls.
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Izuku was freed from Star’s hold thanks to a lasso pulling him free. And into the arms of a beautiful, tan-skinned young woman with a slender-yet-athletic, hourglass figure, and classic-length, wavily-styled navy-blue hair with lighter-colored streaks. She also sport thick black brows and sky-blue eyes, and her makeup consists of lightly-placed blush on her cheeks, and fuchsia-pink lipstick on her lips. Who is a superhero by the outfit she wears. Her superhero costume consists of a set of earrings similar to the ones she wears on her civilian attire (albeit larger in size), and an Alabama-red corset that is decorated with gold in the upper-part, along with golden shoulder-pads placed on the straps and a large golden belt around her waist. She also wore a blue skirt with white stars all over it, and Alabama-red knee-high boots with white stripes going down from the top, along with knee-pads placed on them which sport the same design as her shoulder-pads.
She’s also with 5 other girls all dressed as superheroes. A girl dress as a bat, a girl dress in green, one dress as a stage magician, one dress in blue and red, and one wearing bee theme armor.
“Wonder Woman, Batgirl, Green Lantern, Zatanna, Supergirl, Bumblebee?” Izuku asked looking around the familiar faces of the superheroines he met in that superhero world. And popping out from behind Wonder Woman is a female clown. “Harley Quinn?”
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“Are those American heroes?” Shihai asked.
“Maybe, I haven’t heard an accent like that since I was back home,” Pony said.
“I don’t know any American heroes,” Izuku said.
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“That’s right we’re here. For you,” Harley Quinn said and turns to Star and the other girls. “Wow you were sure right about your world having tons of people with powers. Sorry girls but the Wonder and the gals here all been wanting to get into Izuku pants since he left.”
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“They’re from another world too?” Togaru said.
“And are also after Izuku,” Kinoko grumbled.
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“Harley!” the superheroines all yelled at the clown and Wonder Woman putting Izuku down as she and the others all glared at Harley.
“What, that’s why you gals are all here,” Harley said.
“And why are you here Harley?” Izuku asked.
“Sloppy seconds,” Harley Quinn said bluntly causing everyone to turn red and several people both guys and girls getting noses bleeds.
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“I take it back, she’s a harlot!” Ibara shouted out.
While everyone else is stun even the adults, while Eri wonders what sloppy seconds is.
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The sound of marching feet got all of their attention as Egyptian/space theme women soldiers came marching into the lunchroom and them parting to reveal a slender girl of medium height, with very dark grayish violet (and warm) hair that has horizontal golden streaks or highlights and olive tan skin. Her eyes are olive green as her overall color scheme is purple and gold. The defining trait that she is royalty is her golden crown in the shape of a tiara with an ibis in the center. She’s wearing an egyptian style dress gown which is a complex dress made with teal, cyan, golden yellow, white and semi-transparent sky blue materials. It is also shown coupled with bracelets, sandals and a necklace made out of gold, red gemstones, and some green-colored material.
“Cleopatra?” Izuku asked.
“Yes Izuku, you my hero who saved the Nile Galaxy empire. I came here to keep my promise, I would find you and now that I have. I’m making you my husband,” Cleopatra said her face beaming with joy.
“What?” the girls all shouted out again as more competition appeared.
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“You had a space adventure? And saved a galaxy and didn’t tell anyone? I could had come with you and be your Chewbacca,” Jurota said to Izuku.
“No, I didn’t,” Izuku said but wishes that he did had a space adventure.
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A portal opens up and out steps out a girl with classic-length wavy blonde hair with bangs swept to the right and a medium-length hair strand resting on her left shoulder, fair skin, light blue eyes, freckles around her nose, and pale pink lips. Who has on a white strapless mini dress with a gold neckline with a pink heart outlined with a golden line and trim heart-shaped cut in the center, pink and white under layers with gold trim, a floor-length sheer mesh below the hips from behind, white long handless gloves with gold lining and rose pink thigh-high boots with dark pink thighs. Followed by 4 more girls behind her.
“Iris, Talia, Auriana, Carissa, Lyna?” Izuku asked seeing them again.
“We came to find our song writer. We were never the same without you, and we can’t find anyone else that we love so dearly that we all agree to share you,” Iris said having practiced what she would say to Izuku who saved them all.
“This is getting ridiculous,” one of the girl students said.
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“I agree,” Kosei said.
“What are you writing?” Setsuna asked seeing Izuku writing in his notebook.
“Writing down the names,” Izuku said.
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Another portal opens up and a slightly fair-skinned girl with waist-length red-orange hair with a single small hair strand sticking up and large cyan eyes, with large fairy wings on her back, came through. She’s wearing a light teal, crop top that only covers her large breasts and shows off her slender figure and matching mini skirt and matching boots. Followed by 6 more girls with fairy wings, skimpy outfits with only one wearing a full skin tight bodysuit and techno wings.
“Bloom, Stella, Flora, Musa, Tecna, Aisha, Roxy, you found a portal to my dimension?” Izuku asked.
“We did, we combine all of our resources to find the right Earth,” Bloom said.
“Made easy thanks to you still having our magic on you,” Tecna said.
“We did name you our knight and sharing our magic with you, making you our consort,” Flora said.
While the newer girls look on in shock, Sunset just holds her face in her hand.
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“I feel you,” Momo said as more she watch, more unbelievable it’s getting.
“How many more are there?” Kojiro asked.
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“Izuku!!” a girl cried out running into the room with 8 other women.
“Usagi?” Izuku said easily recognizing her by her hair style.
Usagi has blue eyes and long blonde hair that she wears in odango. She has porcelain skin and a slim figure. She and her group all wore matching outfits with different colors. The uniform she has on consists of a white chest-armored leotard with a blue sailor collar that has three white stripes on it, white gloves with three red arm fittings that reach just below her elbows, yellow three-looped shoulder pads, a wavy blue skirt with a puffy white belt sat above it, along with a reddish pink bow on the chest and at the back. She also sports a pair of reddish pink short heeled knee-high boots with a white border at the triangular top that has gold crescent moons, earrings consisting of grey studs with gold stars and crescent moons beneath, white-bordered red circular hairpieces (one on each odango), two white-winged hair clips in her hair, and a white choker with a gold crescent moon on it and a pendant that is similar to her transformation brooch attached to it. Her brooch is worn in the middle of her chest bow, and a gold tiara with a reddish pink oval-shaped gem at its center.
“Ami, Rei, Makoto, Minako, Haruka, Michiru, Hotaru,” Izuku said seeing all of the magic guardians of their home planets.
“Took me awhile but I finally figured out how to make a portal machine, using the data I scanned from your portal gun,” Ami said.
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“Wait Sailormoon? You went to the world of Sailormoon and got the princesses to fall for you?” Reiko said remembering the old manga and anime.
“What’s Sailormoon?” Hiryu asked.
“An old manga and anime series, even before my time. From what I remember it’s the series that kick started the magical girl genre to become big,” Chiyo said.
“Wow that’s old school right there,” Ryo said.
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“Now you can marry the others and be strap to the bed,” Hotaru said bluntly who is the youngest. Causing everyone to stare at her.
“Hotaru!” Haruka said to her red faced.
“But that’s what you said you want to do when we find Izuku,” Hotaru said. Causing Haruka to turn red as she covers her face with her hands as everyone stares at her.
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Nemuri burst out laughing, causing others to join in. While causing others in the crowd to make sure to be careful at what they say around Eri so that won’t happen to them.
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Loud barking caught everyone’s attention as a German shepherd dog that is part robot with a glass dome showing off the brain, jump into Izuku and licks his face. Taking everyone’s attention off of Haruka.
“Roxie!” Izuku shouted as he hugs and pets the cyborg dog.
“Puppy!” Hotaru said as she joins in on the petting. “She’s yours?”
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“You got a robot dog?” Rikido asked as his eyes sparkled at the sight of a robot dog.
“No that’s a cyborg dog, see the brain case,” Mei said as she’s taking notes of the robot dog.
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“She was my companion when I was in a post-apocalyptic world after a nuclear war happen. But I left her and the others with… Ruby?” Izuku asked spotting a new figure walking into the lunchroom.
Ruby is a slender girl who sports aquamarine skin, having dark blue shoulder-length tentacle hair protruding from the top of her head, the coloration transitioning into a cyan near the tips. She possesses vibrant turquoise eyes with white sclera and dark blue eyelashes, with her most distinctive physical attribute being her ears, which resemble pectoral fins. She’s wearing a green turtleneck sweater, purple high-waisted jean short shorts, purple, dark grey, and white striped leggings, grey knitted socks, and dark purple boots with purplish blue laces.
“Izuku,” Ruby said as she walks up to her friend and hopefully something more. She is followed by a spherical robot with a loudspeaker and electrical zapper on the front and several long antennas protruding from its top and back. And a small toy size robot with a tv screen for a face and moving by a single wheel.
“Ed-E?, Muggy,” Izuku asked seeing his old robot companions. “Ruby how did you and the others get here?”
The robot made several beeping sounds which Izuku understood perfectly. As did Ami, Tecna, Bumblebee, and Shy Violet. As well as one student who has a quirk that lets him understand anything he hears.
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“Anyone understands that?” Mina asked.
“I think it’s Morse code of some kind,” Higari said trying to understand the beeping.
“Like the driods in Star Wars,” Snipe said.
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“Wow that’s amazing, this Dr. Mobius was able to create a gateway with the limited technology of that world?” Tecna said, she had a hard time using her world’s advance technology to find Izuku and this doctor managed to do it with much lower level technology.
Ed-E made another series of beeps.
“Captain Ironsides and the others wanted to fly the Constitution over the city to find you, but that would had been a problem. So I came with just Ed-E, Roxie, Muggy, and Tow,” Ruby said.
“Tow’s here?” Izuku remembering making Tow.
Tow a male robot who has a Mr. Handy body, Sentry Legs and RoboBrain arms. Is armored in Hydraulic Frame from top to bottom in a blue paint job. Left arm is a Protectron Hand Automatic Laser, right is a Assaultron Shock Claw. Tow is design for towing anything from vehicles to other large objects, with the shock claw for jump starting an engine.
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“You have a robot crew and built your own robot?” Mei asked her eyes sparkling as she got in front of Izuku her eyes sparking and had a mad look on her face.
“Down girl!” Itsuka said as she grabs Mei and drags her back.
“I don’t remember any of this,” Izuku said.
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“We rode on him while following Roxie, he’s outside,” Muggy said.
“I showed you around my world, now you can show me around yours and I can meet your mother,” Ruby said as she pulls Izuku onto his feet.
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“At least that girl isn’t just declaring that she’s going to marry Izuku,” Tsuyu said.
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“Izuku there you are,” a girl with long black hair done in a bun shouted as she walks into the room with two other girls and a large beast of some kind.
She’s wearing armor that is elaborately designed; colored primarily in black, with scarlet detailing and fine golden tracing. Worn over the chest extends across the shoulders with sturdy pieces and down to the top of the stomach. A insignia is visible on the front directly beneath the neck area on the chest.
“Azula, Ty Lee, June how did you get here?” Izuku asked seeing the 3 walking over to him.
“Travel through the spirit realm and used a magic tree with roots that reaches to other worlds to get here,” Azula explains.
“And you still owe me,” June said patting Nyla, her pet Shirshu.
“She kept that scarf you gave her and is how we found you,” Ty Lee teased, causing, June to blush.
“Anyways, I came to claim you,” Azula said.
“Claim me?” Izuku asked.
“Yes as my consort,” Azula said.
“You gave her that dress and that necklace and she said loves it at the party,” Ty Lee said.
“Which is part of an engagement ceremony where doing so in public, means that she has accepted you,” June said.
“And you left by then,” Azula feeling both rage at him and herself for not wearing it at his going away party.
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“So she must have thought that she caused you to leave heart broken,” Ochaco said as she and the other girls suddenly thought of them doing that where they cause Izuku to leave heart broken.
“Thats so heart breaking,” Mezo said.
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“She had thought that the gifts was from her mom,” Ty Lee said.
“Took time to track down the tailor who made the dress and who placed the order,” Azula said. “You could have put a note saying it was from you.”
“I wanted to surprise you and when I saw you not wearing it before I left, I just thought you didn’t like it. I didn’t know about it being part of an engagement thing,” Izuku said.
“You didn’t know,” Azula said feeling the rug pulled out from under her, all this time she thought that she had broken his heart when she didn’t wear it and gave him no reason to stay.
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“Well that is a plot line to a romance story, if I ever heard one,” Mashirao said.
“My mom likes those stories,” Koji said.
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The wall of the lunchroom broke apart as a tall and large muscled man with blueish hair, light skin, dark eyes burst through. He used a massive war hammer that has crystals on the head of the hammer. And right behind him an army of soldiers and strange looking war machines in the air.
“Snipe?” Izuku shouted out.
“Oh, got the right school,” the man name Snipe said.
A flying machine lands and a girl gets off. She wears a hood which uncurls into a mane, a cloak over black armor and held a staff with a crystal on it. She has shoulder length purple hair and eyes. Everything about her spoke of her being a villain and she knows it.
“Izuku, you thought you could escape from me,” the girl said.
“Lark,” Izuku said remembering how she had disguise she put on to get more information from him.
“It’s Master Cyclonis,” the girl said.
“Is she a friend?” Ruby asked Izuku.
“She did keep me prisoner as she wanted me to reveal what I knew of the portal gun. Even disguising herself as another prisoner named Lark to get close to me to learn about it. And she does see me as a friend,” Izuku said.
“So why is she so hostile to you?” Ruby asked.
“I accidentally teleported in her private bathroom, while she was using it,” Izuku said causing everyone to stare at him as that’s not a good thing.
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Everyone stares at Izuku who blush.
“I never entered the bathroom of anyone while they were using it,” Izuku said.
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“But she didn’t minded, she was more interested in the portal gun.”
“Which you stole, after I was so kind as to make you my personal servant,” Master Cyclonis said growling as he just told everyone how they first met.
“If you had done that to me I would had cut your balls off,” a redhead on a flying machine said.
“Yeah Ravess would do that,” Snipe said.
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Causing the guys to shiver at that thought.
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“But I should thank you for stealing it back and getting away. It forced me to work harder to figure out how to make my own portal fluid and open so many possibilities to me, using the ideas that you gave me. Instead of wasting time to conquer a world, why not strip an empty world instead, where all life is gone but the ruins remain. Advance technologies and resources all just there for the taking and no one alive to stop us. Cyclonia is now much more powerful, I rebuilt everything using the technologies and resources we plundered. And now we’re much more powerful than ever before. The other countries have agreed to bend the knee as their economies were destroyed by mine. All thanks to you Izuku,” Master Cyclonis said.
Everyone looked at Izuku.
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“You should never give advice to a villain,” Shoto said as he and everyone else stared at Izuku.
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“The kingdom expands because of the lack of resources it has. If they are able to go to worlds that is empty they could just take what they need without having to attack anyone. Why attack when there’s no need to, and while her people do fear her, they don’t hate her as all she does is to keep her people safe and taken cared of,” Izuku said.
“I’m the princess of the Cyclonia empire, not a warlord who burns and pillage without thinking of what happens later. Keeping the people safe and having a nice standard of life, keeps them happy with how things are run,” Master Cyclonis said.
“You really gave her the determination and focus to find you,” Dark Ace said.
“Yeah, heard her screaming that she would find you no matter what and make you her pet,” Snipe said.
“No she said husband,” Ravess said.
“What’s the difference?” Snipe asked and Master Cyclonis who didn’t even look at him as she blasted him with a bolt from her staff. Sending him flying backwards and moaning in pain on the floor when he came to a stop.
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“He had that coming,” Yosetsu said.
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“Oh, I get it you’re an evil princess and a tsundere. I know from experience,” Usagi said hitting her hand into her open palm.
“How would you know that?” Rei asked, which caused all the scouts to stare at her. “Hey!”
“Izuku!” a new voice called out getting everyone’s attention.
“Adora!” Izuku called out recognizing the voice.
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“Ok that’s 12 worlds with girls who are in love with him, by my count,” Sen said.
“How many more worlds?” Neito asked.
“I don’t know, I don’t remember any of this,” Izuku said.
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Running into the lunchroom the girl, Adora is a tall, pale tan-skinned teenage girl with a slender and athletic physique. She has blue-gray eyes, dark brown narrow eyebrows, and thick lashes. Her most distinctive feature is her long dark blonde hair, usually kept in a high ponytail with a dark gray hair tie, and a poof in the front. Adora wears a red, quarter-length-sleeved jacket with a popped pale-beige collar. Under her jacket, she wears a white turtleneck with pointed cuffs, small red stripes on the sleeves and light gray accents. She also dons a set of plain gray leggings and calf-length red boots with white accents, complimenting the color scheme of her jacket and turtleneck. Adora completes the look with a dark greenish-brown belt with a golden wing buckle. Behind her is a group following her lead, and a unicorn with colored wings.
“Glimmer, Bow, Perfuma, Mermista, Frosta, Catra, Scorpia, Entrapta,” Izuku called out before he was tackled and was treated to a group hug.
“We all thought you died,” Adora sobs as she holds Izuku. The others of her party are also sobbing upon being reunited with the friend who they all thought was lost.
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“They thought you died?” Tetsutetsu asked.
“No wonder they’re so emotional,” Kosei adds.
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“If it wasn’t for Madam Razz, calling me and Adora by other names and talking like you were still around, we would never had known,” Catra sobs as she clings on tight to Izuku.
“What’s going on?” Master Cyclonis shouted out confused as everyone else.
“Oh let me explain,” the alicorn horse said.
“You can talk?” Master Cyclonis asked surprised.
“Name is Swift Wind and I’m a magical horse. Izuku there defeated Horde Prime the leader of the intergalactic Horde Empire on his flagship, which blew up. We all thought that Izuku died onboard the ship, but it turns out that portal gun that he said was out of that green juice, had enough left to send him home. Madam Razz is able to see and interact with the past, present and future all at the same time so she gets confused a lot. But she started calling some of the girls different names and talking about their father Izuku, made everyone realize that he was still alive and he would have kids with the girls,” Swift Wing explains.
“WHAT!” a loud cry echoed out.
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“This Madam Razz can see the past, present, and future all at the same time? That’s amazing,” Sekijiro said.
“No wonder she’s confused,” Ken said.
“I heard of someone who could see future events but couldn’t control it and went crazy as they could see what food would become later and starved to death,” Ectoplasm said.
“I can see that happening,” Shota said.
“And what of people seeing children that haven’t been born yet?” Momo asked.
“That happens,” Toshinori said remember that happening with Nighteye.
“I don’t remember any of this,” Izuku said sweating under the glares of the girls.
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A pillar of light appeared and a several amazons came out of it, dark skinned and having red hair, wearing tight tops and large white pants, all carrying some kind of weapon. Then a slender and light-skinned dark blonde elf girl stepped out. Wearing a royal looking blue and white robes that is both simple but elegant at the same time. She looked around and spotted Izuku in a group hug.
“Zelda?” Izuku asked seeing her.
“Found a way to open a gateway to your world,” Zelda said walking up to him as he freed himself from who she assumed to be his friends.
“And I couldn’t just let her go alone,” the leader of the Amazon women said.
“Good to see you Naura. But why?” Izuku asked which Zelda just hugs him.
“Because I love you, I made the wish to return you home because I love you enough to let you go back home. But afterwards, I just… Mother and the other sages worked together and mother made a wish of her own, to open a gateway to you,” Zelda said as she had wished for this to happen ever since she let him go.
“Alright is there anyone else going to show up and proclaim their love for Izuku!” Sunset shouted out as she had enough of girls just showing up proclaiming their love of Izuku.
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“Yeah, I agree. That is touching but there is such a thing as overdoing it,” Lunch Rush said.
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“Hey Izuku, why is that girl hugging you?” Katsuki shouted out entering the room. Causing everyone to look at him with weird looks or shock faces.
“Ohh, now it gotten interesting,” Pony Head said smiling.
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Everyone turns to Katsuki whose face turns red.
“NOOOOO,” he said.
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“What’s going on here?” Katsuki asked looking at the hole in the wall and so many strangers.
“Where have you been for the last 10 minutes?” a girl classmate asked.
“Bathroom,” Katsuki said, making the girls relieved that Izuku isn’t gay. Which would explained lots of things.
“Izuku been isekai to many different worlds before coming back and now a bunch of the friends he made all came with a couple being in loved with him,” the girl said.
“What ugly, fat, zit faced girl would want a quirkless loser like him?” Katsuki asked.
The girl got a fearful look and side stepped away from him, as did everyone else close by. Katsuki sweated as just about all the new girls have dark auras around them are glaring at him.
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All the girls gave Katsuki a flat stare.
“I never done that,” Katsuki said.
“And yet we all can see that happening,” Mina said.
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“Just about all the girls here,” Pony Head said.
“You’re in so much of a beat down, but we’re heroes,” Batgirl growled.
“But I’m not that good,” Harley said before pointing to Master Cyclonis. “And she’s an evil princess who can fire beams of energy from that staff of hers. Blast him!”
“With pleasure,” Master Cyclonis said as she blasted Katsuki and sent him flying through the lunchroom entrance and down the hall.
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“You had that coming,” Eijiro said.
“Hey,” Katsuki said.
“Life lesson 1 boys, never insult a room of women like that,” Nemuri said with the women in the room nodding.
“But, I don’t remember that,” Katsuki said.
“That’s our old school and that never happen there,” Izuku said.
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“Lark!” Izuku shouted out.
“That didn’t kill him,” Master Cyclonis said.
“Izuku are these the friends that you told me about?” Zelda asked looking around.
“Yes they are,” Izuku said.
“And they’re all in love with you?” Zelda asked her eyes narrowing like the other girls around him.
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“We’re getting to the part where the harem guy gets pummeled by the enraged girls,” Rikido said.
“Alright,” Katsuki said.
“Maybe you were so beaten that you block that memory away,” Minoru suggested.
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“The lasso of truth compels you to tell us why you got us all to fall for you?” Wonder Woman asked as she wraps the magic rope around Izuku’s arm.
“I didn’t know you girls fell for me. I just thought we are just good friends,” Izuku said.
All the girls stared at him.
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“What?” the kids asked and turn to Izuku.
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“Even when we shared the hot spring together or how I treated you to a dance, naked?” Cleopatra asked causing the girls to glare at her.
“I thought it was a cultural thing, I read that in ancient Egypt dancers would be naked,” Izuku said.
“How I was ok with you sharing my room and bathroom?” Star asked.
“The kisses?” Bloom asked.
“Me sleeping on the same bed together and holding you tightly?” Rainbow Brite asked.
“Me singing all those love songs to you?” Iris asked.
“Bringing you meals I made myself?” Usagi asked.
“I thought all of you were just being nice to me,” Izuku said causing everyone to stare at him.
“You never hanged out with girls but for your mother have you,” Sunset asked giving him a flat stare.
“Yes,” Izuku said.
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“Ok you’re not a playboy type harem guy, you’re the completely clueless dense idiot type,” Anan said bluntly.
Izuku just blushed as the girls all stared at him with a slow realization. Izuku wouldn’t know that they like him unless they’re completely blunt to him.
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“How can someone as clueless as you get so many girls to fall for you?” Dark Ace asked slapping his forehead.
“I’m fixing that once we’re back home,” Master Cyclonis said as she used her staff and traps Izuku in its beam of energy and pulled him away from Zelda.
“Oh no you don’t!” Stormy said as she fires a bolt of lightning at Master Cyclonis who was unaffected by it thanks to a force field.
Ruby arms stretched out and wraps them around Izuku and pulls him free from the energy that held him.
“Attack!” Master Cyclonis shouted sending her soldiers in to attack and started a free for all as everyone was after the same thing, Izuku who somehow gotten 13 princesses and their friends to fall for him.
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“You have no memory of any of this?” Nezu asked Izuku.
“No, I have no memory of any of that or those girls,” Izuku said.
“Me neither,” Katsuki said.
“There’s the next episode,” Eri said hitting play. (1)
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After Eri finds a dvd and plays it, the cannon cast of My Hero, watches a world where Izuku gets Isekai and the girls that fell in love with him all come to his world to be with him.
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<p>After Eri finds a dvd and plays it, the cannon cast of My Hero, watches a world where Izuku gets Isekai and the girls that fell in love with him all come to his world to be with him.</p>
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The police had been getting strange calls, all day. A girl with a Mutation quirk riding a robot, 3 girls stepping out of a portal with a floating unicorn head. A bunch of kids traveling by a rainbow. An aircraft landing in the field of the Highschool the war machines are gathered at. The call centers were all ringing off the hooks as calls came in about a villain attack on a school. A police car made it to the school first and called in that the school is being attack by an army on flying war machines. She called for all available heroes to get to the school, she’s under fire from the war machines.
Gunhead, arrived first and used his gatling gun arms to lay down some covering fire, which the flying machines have force fields. Allowing the police to get close to the school, which a rainbow like beam blasted out from the roof of the school. Getting close they could see a full scale battle is going on as different groups are fighting each other. With students and staff fleeing from the fighting. Other heroes arrived and were also greeted by the sight of the free for all.
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“Wow they’re really tearing up the school,” Eijiro said.
“The harem fighting each other, is an all too common thing that happens,” Toru said.
“But that didn’t happen, the school was never destroyed,” Izuku said.
“And there would be a report of that,” Toshinori said.
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Death Arms, a huge man with super strength.
Ingenium, has a quirk that allows him to move fast.
Rock Lock, his Quirk is "Lockdown". It allows him to secure objects into a point of space, freezing them.
Snatch, his Quirk allows him to transform his upper body into sand.
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“My brother,” Tenya said seeing his brother not crippled.
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“Ok who do we fight?” Rock Lock ask seeing how some of the fighters are dressed in costumes like them.
“Well the ones in the flying war machines are attacking us,” Gunhead said firing at the flying machines. “And they have force fields.”
A flying blonde girl dress in red and blue flew into the air and began smashing the flying machines as her punches broke the force field and the machines sending the people flying them falling. They were caught by a girl in green who used green hard light constructions to grab them and place them in a box.
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“Supergirl seems to have super strength and the ability to fly. Green Lantern is able to create hard light construction, using that ring she’s wearing. Support item?” Izuku said writing down the powers he sees in his notebook.
“Having a flier is always helpful,” Vlad said.
“It would make things easier,” Momo said.
“I’m still working on that,” Ochaco said.
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“Ok we just have to hit them hard,” Death Arms said ready to fight when a blue skin girl with her arms wrapped around a green haired boy came out of the school, riding on a robot on three legs with treads came racing out. A flying ball robot followed with a small toy robot clinging onto it.
The robot on the ground race passed the heroes, with the flying robot following.
“I’ll go after them,” Ingenium said racing after the speeding robots.
Suddenly bursting out of the damaged school a girl in purple riding one of the flying war machines came flying out and leading the rest of the flying war machines after the speeding robot. Followed by a girl riding a horse with a rainbow mane, racing on a rainbow, a girl riding a winged unicorn came next, a whole bunch of people riding on green machines, that either flew using what looks like fans, or wheeled vehicles. Followed by the rest of the people who were fighting, like the ones in Egyptian style clothes and vehicles. The heroes and cops had to move out of the stampede of bodies came racing out and after the two robots and the boy and girl riding the big one.
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“And there’s the standard chase where all the girls run after the guy,” Denki said.
“Where they destroy the city,” Mei said.
“That’s figures,” Snipe said.
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Elsewhere-
Ruby looked behind her as a mob are racing after Tow, she tighten her grip on Izuku trying to save him from that madness behind them. She remembered the two months they shared together after he and the USS Constitution came flying to her port home town. How she and Izuku became friends and how he and his robot crew help save her from that mermaid who pretended to be her friend. And how he left by himself leaving the doctor who is just a brain in a jar and his core behind as his portal gun just couldn’t bring all of them with him.
“I thought those friends of yours were nice,” Ruby said.
“They are just not when they get work up like this,” Izuku said.
“What’s going on?” Ingenium shouted as he caught up with the speeding robot and is cling to the side to be able to talk to the two riding on it.
“It’s a harem situation, and the girls are all after Izuku here. And the one with the flying war machines in purple is an evil princess,” Ruby said to Ingenium.
“You got to be kidding me,” Ingenium said looking back and being reminded of that old Ranma series where a big chase happened in that movie.
“I know Lark and the only reason why her soldiers weapons aren’t lethal is because she doesn’t want to risk me being hit in the crossfire. She’s more then willing to kill as many people as it will take to get me,” Izuku said.
“So why did you get her to fall for you?” Ruby asked.
“I thought all she needed was a friend. She’s a lonely girl who lacks a friend, and her parents raised her to be ruthless and evil, I thought if I taught her how to be pragmatic in how she would do things, I could get her to start the path of future rulers being less evil,” Izuku said.
“Izuku don’t you watch shows or read mangas where the evil princess falls for the first guy who treats her like a person and not as a princess?” Ruby asked.
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“That’s happens a lot in stories,” Kinoko said.
“Where the guy gets the evil villainess to fall for him,” Yui said.
“Who is completely clueless to the fact,” Itsuka adds causing all the girls to glance at Izuku who sweated.
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“Not really,” Izuku said.
“Why are you so dense?” Ruby asked wondering why she had to fall for a guy who is so dense to love. And suddenly thought of something. “Besides them are there anyone else that’s going to show up to claim you as their husband?”
“I don’t think so,” Izuku said.
“I’m going with there are more just that they have no way of opening a portal to another universe,” Ruby said.
“That sounds about right, if this is a harem thing, that would happen,” Ingenium said.
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“Here you go,” Nemuri said handing Izuku a piece of paper with the grade of F under the subject of love.
“F in love?” Izuku asked.
“I’m grading you on romance and you’re failing, badly,” Nemuri said with all the girls nodding in agreement.
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A net was fired from one of the flying war machines but Tow used his hand laser to blast it before it hit. Followed by more blasts as Tow blasted more nets out of the sky using two of his eye stalks to look backwards while the middle eye stalk kept its eye on the road.
“They are gaining,” Tow said.
“Izuku what do we do? You’re the one who comes up with the plans,” Muggy said still on Ed-E.
“I don’t know,” Izuku said trying to think of something.
“Isn’t there anyone who can talk them down, like their parents?” Ingenium asked.
“That’s it, Ruby you can contact Dr. Mobius… no wait it’s already hard enough for him to open a portal to my dimension, yet alone contacting the dimensions where the others came from. Wait, I know, Discord, Mxyzptlk, where are you two?” Izuku shouted out.
A mismatched creature made out of different parts appeared, along with a small old man with a purple bowler hat.
“You called lover boy?” Mxyzptlk asked in a voice that sounds like an actor from years back.
“We were having a chat watching this harem situation you found yourself in. Couldn’t have done better if I did it myself,” Discord said.
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“Who are those two?” Eri asked pointing at the screen that suddenly phased.
Both Discord and Mxyzptlk turn their attention to the My Hero cast who have been watching them, shocking them all.
“We’re 4th wall breaking higher level beings who have the power to see and hear all dimensions. Who can interact with lower level beings like yourselves whenever we want,” Mxyzptlk said.
“Basically we’re cartoon characters who are completely self aware that we’re in a show and can talk and interact with you the audience. Where you think the dvd came from?” Discord asked.
“What’s going on?” Ectoplasm asked as he and the others all wondering what’s happening.
“You all are dealing with two reality warping beings from a higher level dimension. Like you being in charge of a cartoon series that are alive and you control what happens to them, like in old cartoons where the one doing the drawing is god to the characters in the show,” Mxyzptlk said.
“And you two can interact with us?” Nezu asked who suddenly finds himself in a pink dress with a pink tutu.
“Yup,” Discord said smirking.
“Nice look,” Nemuri giggles only to find herself in a pink filly dress with lots of ribbons a big bow tie around her waist and one on her head.
“You two are pretty,” Eri giggles and finds herself in a pretty pink dress as well.
The others all shut their traps as they didn’t want to be wearing a pink dress like those 3, sure Eri looks cute but for the others…
“Not one word,” Nemuri growls.
“Same,” Nezu said trying to pull the tutu off.
“Why are you two doing this?” Izuku asked.
“For fun,” both chaos beings said.
“In fact,” Discord said as the room suddenly transformed into a theater and other heroes and the student’s parents are also there as well.
“Dad?” Izuku asked seeing his dad for the first time in years.
“Izuku, Inko?” Hisash asked looking around wondering how he got here.
“What happen? And why are you in a tutu?” Nighteye asked looking around before spotting Nezu.
“Two magically genies did this,” Eri said pointing to the screen and got all the new comers attention.
“That’s right and here’s what happen,” Mxyzptlk said as he downloads what happen in all of the new comers minds.
“A world where Izuku was Isekai to different worlds and now 13 princesses and other girls who are in love with him are all after him?” Inko asked.
“That figures,” Mitsuki said.
“What?” Katsuki asked looking at his mom.
“I just can’t see you being a harem guy,” Katsuki said.
“Sorry son but you’re just not the type,” Masaru said.
Katsuki look around the room and all the girls all shake their heads.
“This is interesting but I was working on some paperwork,” Mt. Lady said.
“Don’t worry time in this theater is frozen so that when it’s all over, no time at all has passed outside,” Discord said.
“I’m too invested to stop now,” Melissa Shield said wanting to see what’s going to happen.
“Hit it!” Discord shouted to Mxyzptlk who started up the film.
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“The girls are out of control, go and tell their moms,” Izuku said.
“And ruin the show?” Mxyzptlk asked.
“We haven’t even gotten to the part where they destroy the city as they fight over you,” Discord said.
“Which is why we need to stop them,” Ingenium said.
“Who’s he?” Discord asked.
“A local hero,” Izuku said.
“Oh yeah,” Mxyzptlk said pulling out a guide book of the characters of My Hero, out of nowhere. “So hard to keep up with who is who, with such a big crossover, let alone a background character.”
“Hey,” Ingenium said.
“Oh please like you’re going to appear more than a background character after this,” Discord said waving him off.
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“My Hero?” Izuku asked Discord.
“It’s the name of your multiverse, which in some universes is a manga and an anime,” Discord said.
“Does that mean your world is also a show in some realities.” David Shield asked who read and watch shows with that plot line.
“My Little Pony Friendship is Magic, generation 4,” Discord said making the title and a screen shot appeared.
“Wow!” Eri said seeing the cute ponies.
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ED-E suddenly made loud beeps that cause both chaos lords to pay the robot their attention.
“Good point,” Mxypltlik said looking to Discord.
“Got us there. Lead them back to the school,” Discord said and poof away with the imp.
“Since when ED-E got so convincing?” Izuku asked.
“All of the robots got some upgrades since they been in my world,” Ruby said.
“Good and tell the other heroes about the plan,” Izuku said to Ingenium.
“Right,” Ingenium said letting go and without his added weight Tow went much faster, leading the mob close behind.
Following Izuku’s directions Tow went around and headed back to the school with everyone following behind. But Master Cyclonis flying above had already realized what Izuku was doing and while her soldiers kept up the chase, she called for backup. As the mob reach the school that they just came from, Master Cyclonis was waiting for them.
Portals open up in the air and on the ground as 30 foot tall purple robots flew out of them. They landed around the school and the chase stopped as the people stare at the giant robots. More portals open and a fleet of warships came out them and the city was treated to a scene right out of a science fiction film or show.
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“She has giant robots?” Mei asked her eyes wide seeing them.
“No giant robots,” Power Loader said as he has a hard enough time keeping her away from the giant 0 pointers.
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“Sentinels made in a world where powerless humans fearing those with powers they call mutants created giant killer robots. Where they kill off all humans as humans are mutants, but the ones who made the robots couldn’t see that till after they were being killed by their robots,” Master Cyclonis to the crowd.
“Lark I know about the sentinels and you brought them here?” Izuku shouted.
“Just surrender yourself to me Izuku. I got these in a world that has a powerful EMP waves coming from the center, causing all electric-powered technology to fail. So I help myself to the now powerless war machines there, thanks to my technology powered by energy crystals instead. I fix them up so that they don’t go on a rampage anymore and follow commands like a good robot should. But they still have the firepower to kill superpowered people, if I give the go ahead. I know that much of the population of this world have powers and if I unleash them, they will kill anyone with a power or a quirk as it’s called here. And the robots are designed to reconfigure their bodies and weapons to handle any kind of power used on them. So as I said before give up and no one will have to die. And I have a fleet of warships on standby,” Master Cyclonis said.
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“Giant robots designed to handle any kind of power?” All Might said wondering how he would fair against those robots.
“You wouldn’t fair that well. In the worlds where the sentinels were built, you never survive long, none of you ever do,” Discord said causing everyone in the room feeling dread.
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“I’m giving up,” Izuku said getting off Tow and heading towards Master Cyclonis.
“Good and I’m making sure you’re not going to be running away again,” Master Cyclonis said as the flying machine she’s on lowers down to the ground.
The giant robots all suddenly jerked as they were all crushed like a soda can.
“And I have the power to move planets and stars with my mind,” Sunset said staring at Master Cyclonis.
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“She has the power to move planets and stars with her mind?” Izuku asked Discord.
“Yes something she gotten from her mother. Her mother and her sister move the star and moon of their solar system, as their world is the center of that system. And that’s not even going into their magic. Sunset is the most powerful of all the princesses by her abilities alone. Seeing how no matter how powerful a sentinel is, telekinesis that can move a star around, can’t be adjusted for, not with that technology used to build them,” Mxyzptlk explains.
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“And you’re not the only one who is apart of the ruling family of an empire,” Cleopatra said as portals open up and Egyptian style warships appeared in the sky.
“She’s a princess of a space faring empire?” Master Cyclonis asked Izuku.
“She’s the princess of the Nile Galaxy empire, which rules much of the galaxy it’s in,” Izuku said.
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“And Cleopatra is the most powerful overall as while she doesn’t have the power of Sunset, she is still the princess of a galaxy spanning empire. And can easily have a fleet of warships to play dodge the deadly lasers fired from space down on a planet,” Discord said making everyone realize how outclass their planet is compared to that. (1)
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“That explains things,” Master Cyclonis said seeing how her fleet is outnumbered.
“All Cyclonia forces stand down,” a voice called out on all channels.
“Mom?” Master Cyclonis asked hearing her voice.
“All Nile forces stand down as well,” another voice called out on open channel.
“That’s my mom,” Cleopatra said.
“I contacted your moms,” Izuku said causing the two royal princesses to glare at him. “It’s the only way to stop this.”
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“That always ends a party,” Gran Torino said remembering how his mother ended a party he was throwing when she returned home.
“And they’re only princesses,” All Might pointed out.
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“How?” Sunset asked.
“Discord and Mxyzptlk,” Izuku answered.
“Hah, you got your moms called on you,” Star laughed and died as a hand grabbed her wand out of her hand and she saw who it is.
“They’re not the only ones,” Moon Butterfly said, dressed in her royal dress and has her tall beehive like hairstyle.
“Hi mom,” Kelly said meekly as her much larger mom step out of the portal who is the size of a building which her family uses her hair as a home. Which her smaller dad stepped out of the hair of his wife.
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“That’s giant is her mom?” Koji asked.
“Maybe it’s normal for her race, the females are big while the males are small,” Izuku said writing it down.
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The scene is repeated as the parents of the girls and friends of said girls all appeared. Getting their children under control, more heroes also appeared and were informed of what’s going on. The queens of the lead girls pulling their daughters over to Izuku to sort things out.
Sunset Shimmer, stood with her mother Celestia the ruler of Equestria. A towering figure standing at over 9 feet tall and has very voluptuous body, that the white dress she’s wearing doesn’t hide very well.
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“That’s her mom!” Ochaco gasped out seeing the mother of Sunset.
“Yes that Queen Celestia who is the mother of Sunset who is only 15,” Discord said.
“She’s 15” Momo said having thought that Sunset was older, but she’s only a year older than her. She and the other girls felt their self-esteem being crushed, seeing how outmatched they are compared to Sunset.
“That explains why she looks like that,” Mrs. Yaoyorozu said feeling very intimidated by the sight of Celestia like all the other older women.
“She’s also over a thousand years old,” Discord said rubbing salt and lemon to the wound.
“She’s over a thousand?” Kyoka asked.
“Yup said she. And when you are all old like Recovery Girl, she will still be looking as she does now,” Discord laughs seeing the reaction of the women in the room.
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Rainbow Brite, with her mother Queen Rainbow of Rainbow Land. Who is a more mature version of her daughter who has her hair long.
Star Butterfly, and queen Moon of Mewni.
Wonder Woman with her much larger mother Queen Hippolyta of the amazons of Themyscira. Who towers over her daughter and is the second tallest mother.
Cleopatra, with her mother Pharaoh Yosira. Dress in her royal robes and held the royal staff.
Iris, with her mother queen Helia of Ephedia. Who towers over her daughter but is only the third tallest.
Bloom, with her mother Queen Marion, of Domino. Who unlike her daughter is wearing a dress that covers her mature body.
Adora, with her mother Queen Marlena Glenn of Eternia. Wearing her normal green dress and tiara.
Master Cyclonis, with her mother queen Torrent of Cyclonia. Who is wearing a dark purple robe that completely covers her mature form.
Azula, with her mother queen Ursa of The Fire Nation. Dressed in robes of the royal colors of the royal family.
Usagi, with her mother Queen Serenity of the Moon Kingdom. Who looks like her daughter but her hair is silver and wearing a silver dress.
Ruby Gillman, with her mom Agatha Gillman of the Kraken Kingdom . Who like her daughter is wearing more normal clothes than royal looking clothing.
Zelda, with her mother Zelda of the kingdom of Hyrule. Who is a more mature looking version of the younger one.
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“Wow they’re all out, we’ll expect for Ruby’s mom. I guess they are cute,” Minoru said and got hit by an ear Jack and a tongue.
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“I can’t believe you called her,” Master Cyclonis growls at Izuku.
“It’s the only way to stop things from getting more out of hand,” Izuku said.
“He’s right, I’m disappointed in your actions. You should had just grab him from the start and not waste anytime. Gloat after you have him all to yourself and chain up,” Queen Torrent said causing the other mothers to look at her.
“She’s an evil princess,” Bloom said.
“And has much to learn still,” Torrent said.
“Izuku what’s going on here?” Inko Midoriya asked having been teleported to the school by that strange little man with the purple hat.
“Oh, I got this,” Pony Head said flying over. “You see Izuku here got isekai to different dimensions thanks to him finding a portal gun on his way to school one day. And while he was traveling he managed to get all of these princesses and some of their friends to fall for him. And now he has a harem of girls who have managed to come to this world for him. Man I need to get some popcorn for all of this drama.”
“Izuku you romanced all of these girls?” Inko asked.
“No that’s the best part, he’s so dense when it comes to girls he had no idea that they were all falling for him. He’s the completely clueless guy in romance fiction that has no idea that the girl or girls are in love with him till they literally shove it into his face,” Pony Head laughs.
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“You’re not like that right Izuku?” Hisash asked.
“I don’t think so,” Izuku said as everyone all looked at him.
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The mothers were shocked at the news that Izuku had no idea that he was romancing their daughters. Hippolyta grabs the lasso of truth and wraps it around Izuku.
“The lasso of truth will force you to only speak the truth. Did you know you were romancing my daughter or that by defeating her in battle and giving her back her weapon in the tournament is part of the Amazon engagement ceremony?” Hippolyta asked.
“I had no idea and thought I was just being nice and we’re just good friends,” Izuku said making Hippolyta eyes widen.
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“Well that’s true, Izuku couldn’t have known that,” Inko said.
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“Cleopatra preforming a dance in the nude for you?” Yosira asked causing Cleopatra to blush.
“I thought it was a culture thing,” Izuku said, which Yosira gave him a look of disbelief.
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“A girl dancing naked just for you is never just a culture thing,” Hisash said shaking his head.
“You get an F -,” Midnight said still grading Izuku in love.
“What?” Inko asked.
“I’m grading your son in love and he’s failing horribly,” Midnight explains.
“Sadly, I agree,” Inko sighed.
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“Sunset letting you stay in her room and her bed? Even after I learned about you?” Celesita asked.
“As with Star,” Moon said.
“Same here,” Queen Rainbow adds.
“Being a good friend,” Izuku said causing the 3 mothers to stare at him with a twitch in their eyes.
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“F - -,” Midnight said.
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“All of those love songs?” Helia asked.
“Thought we were just making love songs,” Izuku said causing Helia to slap her forehead.
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“Fair point, dumb but still a fair point,” Midnight said.
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“Bloom and her friends always kissing you?” Marion asked.
“A cultural greeting,” Izuku said causing Marion and the other Winx Club mothers all to shake their heads.
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“Unless it’s France, than no, F - - -,” Midnight said.
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“Spending those nights outside staring at the sky, holding hands?” Marlena asked.
“Spending time together before the big battle,” Izuku said causing Marlena to rub the bridge of her nose.
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“Did Izuku take after his dad?” Midnight asked.
“Kind off,” Inko said causing Hisash to cover his face with his hand.
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“Making you all of those sandwiches for your meals?” Serenity asked.
“I thought she felt guilty for that disgusting meal she gave me when she tried to cook for me and switch to sandwiches as it’s the only thing she couldn’t ruin. As she just can’t cook,” Izuku said causing Serenity to look at a blushing Usagi and sighed nodding in agreement along with the other princesses and queens of her court.
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“Ok that’s a pass as she can’t cook,” Midnight said.
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“You didn’t know that gifting a dress and jewelry to a girl who if she proclaims to love it, is how men ask for the woman’s hand in marriage?” Ursa asked remembering how Azula after learning who gave her the gifts, fell into depression and clung to her crying as she broke Izuku’s heart and cause him to leave.
“No, I thought I was just being a good friend,” Izuku said. Causing Ursa to hug Azula close to her and whisper to her in a soft voice that it wasn’t her fault he left.
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“Ok another pass as that’s something you have to be told to know,” Midnight said.
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“Cyclonis never ordering your death or anything for you appearing in her bathroom while she was using it?” Torrent asked causing Cyclonis to blush and growl.
“I thought she understood it was just an accident,” Izuku said.
“How she made you her personal servant and didn’t minded you being with her even when she was underdress or naked. Having a seat at our meals, you sleeping in her room. Or making you wash her?” Torrent asked again.
“My duties as her servant,” Izuku said causing everyone to just stare at him.
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“There has to be something lower than a triple F minus. Z, Z, Z, Z,” Midnight said as she writes Z over and over again on a piece of paper.
Everyone else is giving Izuku strange looks.
“Izuku please don’t be like the Izuku on screen,” Inko said completely embarrassed.
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“Gee… compared to all that, what you and Rudy did together is more slow romance as friends grow into something more. But there is you two swimming in the Pool of Blissful Matrimony,” Agatha said.
“We thought it was just a heated pool,” Izuku said.
“Yeah mom, remember I told you and grandma after she thought we wanted to be engaged with each other,” Ruby said.
“Zelda giving up her only wish to send you back home after the portal gun wouldn’t work anymore?” Queen Zelda asked.
“I thought she was being a good friend, and as thanks for me sharing all the technology and knowledge I had picked up along the way,” Izuku said.
The mothers all look at each other and turn to Inko.
“Your son has never really talk to girls his own age has he?” Celestia asked.
“Yes,” Inko said shaking her head as one she’s proud of her son bonding with so many girls, and embarrassment at the fact he’s completely clueless about them falling for him.
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“Any girl here who wants to date Izuku, you need to be completely clear about it and blunt. I’m not going to be dealing with that,” Midnight said.
“By the way why are you dress like that?” Hawk asked looking at the pink dress she’s wearing.
“Don’t ask,” Midnight said.
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“Ha, reminds me of how Freddy was like, was completely clueless about me being in love with him,” Kelly’s mom said.
“Really? How did you get to dad?” Kelly asked.
“Simple, I punch him asking him why I’m mad at him, after doing so many nice things for him. He finally answered correctly and we got married shortly afterwards. It’s the reason why our wedding photo has your dad in the hospital in a full body case,” Kelly’s mom said.
“I was so dense back then. But thanks to Jenny, I learned from my mistake and we been happy ever since,” Freddy said.
“Well I know that… now,” Izuku said as he doesn’t like the looks the girls are giving him.
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“Girls you get a free pass if that what it takes to get through to Izuku,” Midnight said.
“Is that necessary?” Izuku asked.
“If after doing all those nice things and telling how much they like you. That it takes breaking your face just to get it through your head that they like you, sure,” Midnight said.
“Son, of something like that happens where a girl does lots of things for you, you better ask and save yourself lots of trouble,” Hisash said and the other fathers all nodded in agreement as there’s not getting it and than being completely clueless.
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“You better,” Star said as she pounded her fist into her palm.
“How did this all started?” Inko asked at a lost of what happen.
“We can handle this,” Discord said as he appears with Mxyzptlk.
“Oh it’s you,” Hippolyta said frowning at the imp.
“Been awhile, oh king of the manazons,” Mxyzptlk greeted her.
“What?” Wonder Woman asked looking at her mother.
“I once turn her and all the other women on the island into men,” Mxypltlik said.
“Oh… really… maybe a new gender flip is in order, where Izuka is chased by a horde of boys who all want to marry her,” Discord said.
“Discord,” Celestia said glaring at the spirit of chaos.
“Oh don’t worry it wouldn’t be a permanent thing, just a few days… or maybe a nic-“ Discord was cut off as Torrent blasted him using her own staff of power like the one her daughter has. Turning Discord into ash and blew away in the wind.
“Thank you,” Celesita said to the evil queen.
“It was my pleasure,” Torrent said.
“Now that hurt,” the voice of Discord said as he reforms.
“Come on we need to move the story along,” Mxypltlik said looking out at nothing to the people around them.
“Right,” Discord said winking in the same direction.
The ruin school is rebuilt as a huge movie theater and before anyone could move, the people on the school grounds are in the theater. Izuku and his group are there as well as the students, heroes, and some reporters with camera crews. Discord appeared in front of the big screen.
“Seeing how everyone is wondering how this all happen me and. Mxypltlik have made a video to show the highlights of Izuku Midoriya adventures through different dimensions. We only showing the highlights to cut down the run time to 3 hours. Also we’re skipping the worlds that Izuku quickly left for one reason or another. And this is being broadcast on the networks and online so everyone can see what happen and have no questions of what is happening,” Discord said and disappeared.
“Show time!” Mxypltlik shouted from the back of the theater and turn on the film.
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“Alright a 10 minute break before the next episode and the betting pool is open,” Mxypltlik said.
“Betting pool?” Izuku asked.
“Yes a betting pool of how many girls that you romanced and have no clue that they like you,” Discord said.
“Good, and I can get out of this dress,” Modnight said.
“How do you women walk in these things?” Nezu said as he’s also wearing high heels and trying not to fall.
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Letters Between Pies
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Marble Pie and Pinkie Pie share a series of letters back and forth to each other while Marble is at college. The two Pie sisters keep each other informed of how life changes for the both of them.
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<p>Marble Pie has left her family's rock farm and gone off to college, and Pinkie Pie has made peace with that fact. Marble, for her part, is determined to not only study hard but also make some new friends.</p><p>The twin sisters naturally decide that they should keep in touch via letters, and that's exactly what they do. Marble and Pinkie exchange letters written to one another from time to time, keeping each other informed about how life changes.</p><p>Read on to find out how Marble's first semester at college goes, and what she has to share with Pinkie. Then see what Pinkie has to share with Marble about life in Ponyville and beyond.</p>
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For Marble Pie, her first day on campus had been a whirlwind of activity! Not only had she obtained her schedule and found her classes, but she'd also obtained the required textbooks and had even signed up for a few social clubs that had caught her eye, to say nothing of having toured the dormitories and the many dining locations. It was a world far beyond that of her family's rock farm, that was for sure.
Yet now the still somewhat shy earth pony with fuschia eyes was settling in for the night. She hadn't even had time to unpack all her things, that's how busy she had been. And she really didn't feel like going through the burden of having to take everything out and put it in its proper place. That could wait until tomorrow.
However, there was something that Marble felt the need to do before she could call it a night and head to bed. Turning on a small desk light within her dorm room (as of yet she didn't have a roommate), Marble got a pen and a piece of paper and started writing. And what she wrote down went something like this:
Dear Pinkie Pie,
I hope this letter finds you well. If it does, great! If not, sorry for bothering you. You don't have to read this letter if you're not in a good mood (though I'm hopeful that you are).
My first day of college went really well. Everypony's so nice and friendly here. And it turns out I'm not the only pony coming here from a small town, it seems like almost everypony on campus comes from places I've never even heard of before. And strangely, many of them come from farms, just like me. Well, maybe not exactly like me because I'm pretty sure they're not rock farms, but you get the idea.
I haven't forgotten the promise we made to each other, that'd we'd keep in touch while I'm away. I don't have much else to report at the moment, so sorry if this letter is a bit short. I promise I'll have more to say and more to write about next time. Maybe then we can catch up on what's been happening on your end.
I'm not sure how long it'll take for this letter to reach you, but feel free to respond whenever you find the time. Don't let me distract you from your responsibilities.
XOXO,
Marble Pie
And even though it was late, Marble still took the time to place her letter into an envelope and put a stamp on it. She then made a mental note to mail it out the next morning, before she would start the process of unpacking.
Much to Marble Pie's surprise, she got a response to her letter within a day of having sent it. She supposed she shouldn't have been surprised, it was just like her older sister (if only by a few minutes) to write back as soon as she got a letter. That was just what made Pinkie Pie, and Marble wouldn't have it any other way.
Yet it wasn't until the end of her first week in college that the earth pony mare with bangs hiding her eyes found time to sit down and read what her sister had written to her. She was certain it would be nothing but good news, because what other kind of news could there be from Pinkie Pie?
The letter from Pinkie read as follows:
Dear Marble Pie,
Oh my gosh! I am so so SO happy that you wrote to me already! And I'm also happy to hear that you're already settling in to college life so well. I hope Limestone isn't jealous now that she's the only one among us Pie sisters who hasn't left the rock farm yet. But between you and I, I think she likes being on the farm and helping Mom and Dad run it.
Oh, sorry, I'm getting off track, this is supposed to be about me. Everything's fine on my end, no need for you to worry. And I'm not saying that because I'm trying to hide something. I'm saying that because everything really is fine. I'm still working with the Cakes right now, planning parties, and of course there's Twilight's friendship council. Oh, and I can't forget the School of Friendship, that definitely takes up a lot of my time.
I'm already looking forward to seeing you for Hearth's Warming! Maud says we can have the big family get together at her place this year, and that's gonna include our fourth cousins twice removed. Last Hearth's Warming was so special, even though I know it broke your heart to learn that Big Mac already had a special somepony. Oops, didn't mean to bring that up. Forget I said that.
There's really not much else I have to say right now. But I just had to write back to you as fast as pony possible! I'll try to make this a once a week thing at least, but I can't Pinkie Promise that. Things have been quiet since Twilight took the throne, but you never know when that might change.
Well, I gotta go now! I think I hear Mrs. Cake calling my name!
XOXO,
Pinkie Pie
A warm smile crept across Marble's face by the time she finished reading the letter. Nothing had changed, Pinkie was still Pinkie. And it warmed Marble's heart to know that her big sister had fully made peace with Marble's decision to go to college. As of yet, she didn't even know what she wanted to study or what she wanted to get a degree in. There were so many possibilities.
Already, Marble was thinking of what to say to Pinkie with her next letter. But that would have to wait a while. The weekend was coming up, and she had already made plans through one of the clubs she had joined. She was going to see a movie.
Almost a week went by before Marble Pie again found the time to sit down and write a letter to Pinkie Pie in Ponyville. Now the still somewhat shy earth pony mare's heart was aflutter. It took a great deal of concentration to hold her pen steady and start writing, composing another letter. When she had finished, this is what she had written down:
Dear Pinkie Pie,
I'm so glad to hear that things are going well for you in Ponyville. I know you had some doubts about where you were meant to be not that long ago, but it seems you've put them all aside now. I'm sure you've heard this a million times already, but you're so lucky to live with the Cakes and work with them. I imagine you'll probably take over from them someday and become a master baker in your own right.
Not that I'd want you to give up throwing and planning parties. They're what make you you, and I wouldn't have you any other way.
Things are going great on my end! Classes have been keeping me busy, but I've still found time to try out a few clubs. And guess what? One of them was able to get me in to see that new movie that just came out, you know the one: It's that dramatic documentary about how buckball became Equestria's greatest pastime.
Another club I found really interesting is the chess club. Turns out I'm actually really good at it. Already, they're thinking of asking me to represent them in an official tournament next month. I still haven't decided if I want to accept yet, it's all happening so fast.
How are things on your end, big sis? Any new developments you want to inform me of? Have you heard anything from Mom and Dad asking about me? How are Maud and Mudbriar doing?
Feel free to let me know. Or if you made some sort of Pinkie Promise not to tell, I understand. You take those very seriously.
In fact, can I ask you to make a Pinkie Promise not to tell anypony about something? I'm still a little unsure of what I want to do with my life. I've only taken a couple of basic classes right now, nothing else really seems to speak to me. I guess I can't exactly be like Maud, she already knew what she wanted to be when she went away to get her rocktorate. Maybe you and I are the same in that regard, we're taking longer to figure out where we want to go in life.
XOXO,
Marble Pie
P.S. It's okay to talk about Big Mac. If I'm being honest, him and I didn't really have much anyway, it was really just a crush. I'm happy that he's happy.
And with that, she sealed the letter into an envelope and set off to mail it to Ponyville.
Marble didn't have to wait long for Pinkie's reply. It came the very next day in the form of a letter. And this time, Marble wasted no time in settling down within her dorm room to read it.
Dear Marble Pie,
First of all, I agree to keep your secret. I Pinkie Promise (Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye) that I won't tell anypony what you told me. I think it's okay to not have everything figured out in life. Our cousin Applejack seems quite content with her life as it is, she doesn't seem to think there's anything greater she could want to be. And I kind of feel the same way. Sometimes it's okay to just be happy with what you have, to not worry about something that's not a super duper urgent kind of thing.
Second, I'm so glad you're not still upset with Big Mac over Sugar Belle. I'll be sure to tell him what you told me the next time I see him. And I think you and Sugar Belle should really get to know each other. After all, you're family now.
Speaking of family, Mom and Dad are doing just fine on the rock farm. And Limestone's working hard to keep the rock farm in tip top shape. But she's also gonna see about opening her own mine on the property, she says that that way she can help resupply the rock gardens more easily.
Maud and Mudbriar are doing fine too. I'm betting that Mudbriar's gonna propose to Maud any day now, assuming she doesn't end up proposing first. Even Mr. and Mrs. Cake seem to think they're gonna get married soon, and three guesses as to who's gonna have to plan the wedding reception and help with the catering?
Pound and Pumpkin Cake are getting ready for preschool. Can you believe they're almost four years old now? Seems like only yesterday they were born. Even Flurry Heart's grown, she's not that same baby alicorn who used to always get into trouble.
And as for me, well... what else is there to say? Everything's fine with me. There's so much going on right here in Ponyville, every day there's something new and exciting happening. At this rate, I think I'm gonna have to expand my party planning cave to keep up with the demand for my parties.
I gotta go now, I'm foalsitting the twins again.
XOXO,
Pinkie Pie
Satisfied and delighted with her sister's response, Marble Pie could now turn her attention back to her college life and the demands it was inflicting upon her.
It was amazing how quickly time was passing. At this rate, before the earth pony mare knew it, it would be right before Hearth's Warming and her first semester of college would be drawing to a close.
A few more letters were exchanged back and forth between the two sisters as the weeks went by. Their correspondence slowly started to become less frequent as fall settled in fully. Between Marble's classes and clubs, and Pinkie's many activities (including her parties and the friendship council), it was understandable that they found themselves with less free time to write to one another.
Yet when at last the semester was almost over, Marble finally found the time to write more than a brief letter to her sister. She now had a lot more she wanted to share. And so she wrote as follows:
Dear Pinkie Pie,
Sorry my last couple of letters have been short, there just wasn't much going on and my classes got very demanding very quickly. Plus, I'm sure you've been busy too.
But things are starting to quiet down now, and I have much that I want to tell you about.
I guess we can start with the most obvious: I decided that chess just wasn't for me, so I backed out. I don't mind playing it from time to time, but competing against other ponies who might be just as good: That's just not my style. Sorry, I'm sure you really wanted me to go.
Not to worry, though, all of my other clubs have been a ton of fun. There's even a nature club where we've gone on walks through forests, fields, and other places. Something about that just speaks to me, letting me be alone with my thoughts and feelings.
I'm not currently seeing anypony at the moment if that's what you're wondering. I've gone on a few dates, but nothing's really clicked for me. And I don't think I'm in any rush to get into a relationship. I'm sure someday I'll find the one. After all, I hear that Mom and Dad weren't officially married until they were in their thirties. I guess I never thought about how a magical stone telling you to love somepony doesn't automatically make your marriage legal in the eyes of Equestria, not that I think Princess Celestia would've been bothered.
Speaking of which, former Princess Luna actually showed up unannounced to our drama club about a week ago. It totally blew everypony's mind! She was such a good actress, I'm honestly surprised she hasn't taken up the art full time following her retirement.
And I think I'm starting to get a good idea of what I want to be. Given how much I like nature and like peace and quiet, I think I'm going to be a farmer. Not a rock farmer like Mom and Dad, more like what Big Mac and his family do for a living. But I'm not going to specialize in any one crop, I'm going to grow a whole bunch of different crops! Won't that be exciting?!
You can count on me to be there for the big Hearth's Warming get together at Maud and Mudbriar's place. I wouldn't miss it for the world! And is it true what I'm hearing about you and Cheese Sandwich? Are you two officially a couple now? He seems really nice, and I'm sure Mom and Dad would approve of him if you brought him over to see the whole family.
I'm already looking forward to next semester when I can start pursuing electives more in line with my interests. But for right now, I've gotta focus on getting through the classes I already have. Finals are gonna start any day now, and I want to pass every class with good grades!
XOXO,
Marble Pie
And as soon as she had finished writing down the last words, Marble Pie raced away to mail her letter to Ponyville! She wanted to ensure it got to Pinkie as soon as possible.
A week ticked by with no reply, causing Marble to become worried ever so slightly. Had her most recent letter not arrived in Ponyville? Had it gotten lost somehow? She knew that was a busy time of year for the post office, and Ponyville's post office didn't exactly have the best reputation for the speed of its deliveries.
At last, right before Hearth's Warming and just as Marble was getting ready to leave for Ponyville, her long awaited response from Pinkie came!
Marble Pie eagerly read over it again and again on the train ride to Ponyville. There was so much to take in, and she wanted to be sure she had understood everything. That nothing had escaped her.
The letter read as follows:
Dear Marble Pie,
Oh my gosh! I am so so SO glad you'll be coming to Ponyville for Hearth's Warming! Maud and Mudbriar will be happy too. And they say they have a big announcement they're going to share with everypony, honorary family included. I think we're finally gonna hear about a proposal. If I'm right, the catering and the reception is going to be huge! Well, okay, maybe not huge, Maud doesn't like big parties. But still, a wedding is a big deal.
As for me and Cheese Sandwich, who told you about us?! I haven't even told my friends yet! We only just started seeing each other about a month ago. It was the strangest thing, I wasn't expecting it all. I just bumped into Cheese Sandwich one day, and at first he just said he was in Ponyville to look for a possible location for a second gag factory of his. But then he started wanting to spend time with me, especially when Sans Smirk kept encouraging him. And then one day he just blurted out that he loved me, like loved loved me! And I was all like: Whaaa?! And he was all like: But I'm serious!
I did think about asking him to come to Maud and Mudbriar's place with me. But I don't want anything to overshadow their possible announcement about marriage. Besides, Cheese said he already made plans for Hearth's Warming on his own. It's kind of a shame he doesn't have any family of his own. I'm sure he'd love being a part of our family. But I don't wanna rush it and mess it up somehow.
I'm glad to hear former Princess Luna is enjoying her retirement. It feels so weird not having her and her sister on the throne. After a while, you just sort of got used to it. Makes me wonder if former Princess Celestia has shown up anywhere unexpected. Probably not, but you never know.
And I for one think you'll make for a fantastic farmer, Marble! You weren't by any chance thinking of moving to Ponyville after you're done with your studies, were you? I'd love to have you in Ponyville with me, just like I love having Maud in Ponyville adjacent. But I understand that I can't force you. You should go wherever you feel like you'd be most happy. If it's Ponyville, great! If it's not Ponyville, that's still great!
Don't feel too bad about chess not working out for you. It's like the time I tried to be really, really serious. It didn't work out for me. You're you, and you shouldn't try to change that. It's okay to like something just for the fun of it, things don't always have to be serious or something you have to make a life out of. Ponies can have hobbies. That's just what makes life so much fun.
By the way, do you know anything about a long lost brother of ours? I did a little bit more geneology research, and I thought I saw an 'Octavio Pie' listed in our family records. But I couldn't be sure because that part was all smudged. And if it's anything like our connection to the Apples, there's probably no way to tell if this 'Octavio Pie' really exists or not. Could just be I was seeing things. In fact, forget I said anything. I'll ask Mom and Dad about it someday, probably not at the Hearth's Warming party though.
See you real soon!
XOXO,
Pinkie Pie
Marble's smile grew wider and brighter. Everything seemed to be looking up for her and her sister. And this upcoming Hearth's Warming was sure to be one to remember.
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