//------------------------------// // And into the frying pan. // Story: Twilight's Magic // by BubbleyBathTub //------------------------------// A quaint town just west of Applaloosa, the wind blowing over the grass hills and sand flying through the air like tumbleweeds. Sea Shine, a young foal barely ready to begin is in the fields, chasing butterflies and bees. His bright eyes sparkle glittering gold as he watches in amazment. "Hello dear little pony." a nearby bumblebee whispers in his ear. A giggle, "Why Mr. Bee, I didn't know you could talk!" "Oh small foal, there are so many things in this world you do not know about. Say, would you like to go on an adventure?" "Silly Mr. Bee, I can't go on an adventure now, my mom is waiting for me." "It'll take but a second. Come with me." The bee began to rise, skipping a few meters in front of young Sea Shine. He looked back at the red house, resting upon the fields. "Okay Mr. Bee, but only for a second." "Wonderful..." A smirk and soon they were off into the forest depths. "Twilight Sparkle?" "Huh? Oh princess, you're still here. I'm sorry I dozed off there for a second." "Oh? And what did you dream of?" Twilight smiled. "Oh, nothing in particular." Fluttershy walked in, Angel on her back. "Oh, you two are awake." Angel stirred, Fluttershy hushing him. "I thank you for allowing me some rest in your... cottage I suppose. I do appreciate it." Celestia bowed. "Oh princess, it really wasn't any trouble at all! I'm just glad you're feeling like yourself again." Fluttershy smiled. "Celestia?" "Twilight?" Celestia turned to face her. "Do you think we could go for, have a walk together? I mean, it's night time now and-" "Of course." Celestia nodded. "A walk would be lovely." she stood, her wings folding gently around her. Twilight stood as well. Celestia's magic opened the door, the nighttime stars shining above. "May I ask what you have been doing this week?" "Not much, I guess... I've been asleep alot of it." "I know that's a lie." A moment passed, the soft thuds of hooves against the ground filled the air. "You know why you have that... instrument on you." "I do." "I can't have you destroyed," "I know." "you destroying." "Celestia," "Twilight I'm so sorry." "I forgive you." Celestia smiled a sad smile. "You could never forgive me." "But I understand, is that not enough?" "Twilight, it is the world." They walked, the soft lights of Ponyville in front of them. Lamps flickered between the trees and slowly it seemed they went out. "Are the stars not shining beautifully tonight?" "My sister tends to them well." her head fell nearly an inch. "There is not a day I dream I lose here. Not a day that I don't wake up sweating and crying and, and scared that I would lose her." "Does Luna know this?" "No, I guard my dreams like my - our castle." "I am so sorry Twilight." "It was necessary." "Nothing is necessary." Diamond Tiara was sitting in an empty room, the walls white and ready for painting. "What color should I pick?" A row of paints sat in front of the filly, each lid carefully opened with a screwdriver. There was a rainbow of paints, each one bright and ready for the painting. "Whatever one you want." Her mother answered. "Just hurry and pick I have to leave in twenty minutes. "You can't paint it with me?" "I would love to Diamond, but I have a very important meeting." "I- I miss her so much!" her tears fell to the floor in big drops. "Diamond, no I didn't mean-" "But if you think that gettting over the death of my best friend isn't important-" "Darling you are the world to me and that is final." her mother put. "No-no if if you have more important stuff to do then- then worry over me- me!" she sobbed. "Here, no it's okay I'll paint with you, I just have to call the company, okay baby? Don't you worry Dazzle-Doo, I won't let my baby cry anymore." "Thank you- you mommy." Her mother left immediately, and Diamond Tiara watched her as the door shut, the faintest of arguing coming through the door. She yelled into the phone, "No I can't come to the meeting." "No, It's extremely important for me to be there for her." "I'll make it up to him later. I'll bring the griffon to dinner." "No, I don't know a restaurant that serves meat much less griffons." "Now is not the time to be racist, Paper." "Listen, tell him that I will make it up to him however I can." "No! He should understand that I have issues with my family." "Well when you're daughter's best friend- hell only friend dies, Paper, I'll keep that in mind." "Oh really? Congratulations." "No I do not want to see the pictures!" the flip phone is slammed shut. She sighs under her breath and gets a pad and paper and begins to write down a note. "Okay honey! What color do you want?" "Here," Diamond grabs a nearby magazine, showing her mother a picture with a smile on her face. "That can't be too hard can it? Here, I'll grab the masking tape and brushes, let's get started!" The rest of the day, Diamond Tiara painted with her mother, small drips of paint falling on the floor. Perhaps for a moment, Diamond felt happy, and somehow, she felt a weight lifted from her back. She smiled and laughed, and it felt nice to have laughter that didn't result in another crying. She smiled as her mother left again, looking at the walls, realizing the happiness was fleeting and she should have savored it more.