~~Revertere~~
Mr Septonic
Chapter 3
Answers
He was getting annoyed with this constant waiting. He was hoping for a chance to get out and explore in hopes of finding his body, but he needed help in...moving around. So as time went on, he was left on that dresser with nothing to do but observe and think. Until the time came when the mare called Applejack came to bring him back to that unicorn. He was not going to have that.
Wiping off her forehead, Applejack glanced up at the sky to see how late it was. Night was almost out, so she decided to go pick up Applebloom. Almost ready to head out, she almost forgot to get the gem that was lying on her dresser. Running up stairs, she took a brief moment to stare at the darn thing, then grabbed it, and rushed back out. As she walked on a tingle came from where she put it in her bag. Thinking it as nothing, Applejack kept going. But as she got closer and closer to Rarity's boutique the "tingle" coming from her bag expanded more and more. "OK that's it!" Putting her bag down,(more like throwing it) she opened it up, took out the gem and put it on the ground next to it. "What is wrong with this thing?!"
"No! I will NOT be brought back to her! This has been delayed for far to long!" Focusing intensely he welled up enough magic to force her to touch him with her hoof. Then he will make he understand.
As Applejack inspected it, there was a sudden urge to touch it. Resisting the urge was hard, to the point where she gave in after only a couple seconds. When her hoof made contact a...force...was slammed into her. It didn't force her back, but felt like it was in her mind. "LISTEN UP, I've had enough of this! I have tried to make it clear I do NOT want to go there but you persist none the less. So now I have been forced to make myself known, tell me. Where am I?!" After hearing this echo in her head Applejack was stunned and made no effort to reply. "Oh so you don't want to sort this out? Well news flash honey I literally have all the time in the world to talk about this. You don't. So here is what's going to happen. You are going to go up to that house over there. You are going to tell her that I have disappeared on you, which I will in a second. Then you will walk back home where we can talk. Understand?" Applejack was still stunned but was listening. So she nodded, not seeing a way out of it. With a pop the gem was gone, it reminded her of how Discord teleports away. She slowly backed up, grabbed her bag and went to Rarity's at a slow run.
"Go get her Sweetie Belle! Sorry about that Applejack you were saying?"
"Yeah well, I found that gem thing you lost a day or two ago..."
"Oh you did?! Do you have it with you, oh I knew somepony would find it."
"Well about that, it disappeared on me."
"Wha...really?"
"Yup and I don't have a clue where it is now, but I will be sure to keep an eye out for it." Oh, I'll keep my eye on it alright...
"Well ok then, but if you do find it please come on by to give it back, I do miss it." Just as Rarity finished Sweetie Belle came back with Applebloom, who looked quite tired.
"Ready to go kiddo?"
"Yup!" After saying their goodbye's Applejack and Applebloom headed off for home. They both were going along at a brisk pace so they arrived rather quickly. Applebloom rushed upstairs for bed while Applejack sat in the kitchen for moment. What could this mean? I know that gems don't talk, so why could this one. And why was it talking in my head?! Putting her head down on the table in frustration there was the all to familiar "pop" once again. And the amber was underneath her hoof twinkling like before.
"There has to be a more secluded place for our meeting than your kitchen."
"Oh shut up..."
"Oh my stars she can talk! Well come on, I'll bet you're dying to go to bed soon so lets get this over with." Applejack lifted the gem off her table and brought it out to the barn which was far enough away from the house for them not to be overheard. "OK first things first, before you set me down I have to make this clear. We have to be touching for communication to occur, it's how my magic works, don't argue."
"So let me get this straight, a magic stone that can talk. What else is new..."
"Second. I am not a stone, I am a HE that happens to be stuck in this thing. I would tell you my name but I don't believe we are acquainted enough for that, so you may call me O."
"O?"
"It stands for something, now if you have questions go ahead. All I have are three requests."
"Well my name is Applejack, who or what are you? I mean I've had my fair share of magic and the sort, but you're a first."
"Nice to meet you Applejack, and that does not surprise me. Well like I said before I will not share my name with you but I will give some background on myself if I must. I do have a body other than this prison, but as you can tell I don't have access to it right now. If you want to know more go find the book Revertere. Now for what am I...I can't answer that."
"Uh why not?" Questioned Applejack as she yawned. She could tell it was very late out and wanted this to hurry up.
"I don't entirely know myself."
"You don't know what you are? That's a little concerning" she said with a smirk.
"I suppose it is. But on another topic my requests. One, I am NOT going back to that unicorn. Two, do not reveal my existence to anyone...or anypony as you prefer. I will reveal myself if it is necessary. Third, I will need help with something in the future, this you do not have to comply to but I would most appreciate it."
"I can go with all of those. But that last one will need explaining later..." Applejack's frequent yawning was interrupting her talking, which was starting to annoy her.
"Go get some sleep, if you insist on continuing you will find me by the third post on the left at the entrance gate. Farewell for now." With another "pop" he was gone. Applejack did not argue either, exhaustion was beating her up and all she wanted was her bed. So off she went.
O watched as the mare walked back up to her house with satisfaction. His plans were not going exactly to plan but were running smoothly enough. He was glad that this weight of silence was lifted off his chest, being known was more his style anyway. With a mental sigh he buried himself where he told her then drifted off in a form of sleep, like deep daydreamin. Tomorrow there will be progress, and hopefully he will get answers of his own.