Applejack guffawed loudly across the table from Fluttershy, the pegasus simply beaming at all her friends as they laughed together. The soft purples of Carousel Boutique gave the four ponies a sense of safety as they sat around Rarity’s coffee table, discussing aimlessly about anything that sparked their memories. Rainbow Dash took a long draft of the cider Applejack had provided, slamming it on the table as she tried desperately not to choke on her own laughter at Fluttershy’s joke.
“Oh man, ‘Shy, that was amazing. I didn’t know you could be so funny!” Dash finally eeked out, the cider fighting its way down to her stomach. She smacked her chest a few times to get the rest down, nearly collapsing over the table as she did.
“Land sakes, girl, that was humor Pinkie Pie would be jealous of!” Applejack patted her friend on the back in admiration. Fluttershy tried desperately to do something with herself with all this attention on her, but all she could do was smile until it hurt and look at the three other faces around the table.
“Speaking of Pinkie, dearie,” Rarity cut in, taking a much more delicate sip from her wine glass. Like the others, however, she too drank from the barrel that Applejack brought – she cherished the Apple Family cider like anypony else. “Will she be joining us this evening? Or does she have... other plans?”
“Other,” Applejack said flatly. “You know she’d love to come to these little... I don’t know what to call ‘em...”
“Gatherings?” Fluttershy offered, her head tilting.
Dash shook her head, waving off her suggestion. “Nah, Pinkie’d call it a party.”
“Can you have a party with four ponies, Dash?” Applejack asked, putting a hoof to her chin. “Maybe it’s a small shindig?”
“Or maybe,” Rarity raised her wine glass, “Labels aren’t everything, if you don’t mind my saying. It’s just a friendly get together of two very different sets of friends.”
“And the same.” Applejack added, a smile on her face. A small chorus of nods greeted her, as Applejack stared into the eyes of her friends. Each one was kind, loyal, and generous. But there was also a shadow of laughter behind the eyes of her quietest friend. A shade of true kindness under a brash exterior, and the steadfast loyalty exhilarating from across almost sacrificial generosity. “Pinkie’s just got a little... lifestyle choice she’s working through.”
And then, a knock at the door.
Rarity exasperated loudly as she stood up from her seat at the table. “Excuse me girls, but I must have not flipped the sign to ‘closed’ today!” she called back as she headed for the door. “Really, I can’t believe I can be so scatterbrained sometimes. I’ll just have to send them off with a quick apology. You girls know I wouldn’t give up these get-togethers even by Royal— “ Opening the door, Rarity was greeted by a large horn and a pair of matching purple wings. “—Decree.”
“Excuse me?” Twilight Sparkle asked, raising an eyebrow. “What’s so wrong with your sessions that you’d need a royal edict to stop it?”
“Sessions has a nice ring to it,” Applejack said from the table. Fluttershy nodded emphatically, even if Dash rolled her eyes to it. Rarity looked back at the girls with a glare before giving Twilight her biggest grin.
“Twilight! What brings you around today? I thought you were in Canterlot on, you know,” Rarity spun her hoof around a couple times, her tongue caught at the back of her throat, ”Princess business?”
“I was in Canterlot,” Twilight smiled, pointing her hoof towards her hometown in the mountains, “But now that I’m a Princess,” she said, stretching her wings out for effect, “It’s a lot easier to go to and from Canterlot in a day.” Looking behind her, Twilight sighed wistfully. “I wish the weather was better. I thought I was going to be rained on the entire way here.”
Rarity nodded slowly, her eyes turned toward the sky. “It’s very impressive that you flew all the way to Canterlot and back so early in your flight training.”
Twilight chuckled, her eyes trained on the ground. “Well, I took the train in to Canterlot and sort of... glided back.” With a strange flap of her wings, Twilight struggled to keep them in sync again while she turned the discussion back on track. “I touched down just outside of Sweet Apple Acres. I was on my way to Rainbow Dash’s to see if I could get a flying lesson in when I saw Pinkie Pie heading towards me. She told me you and the other girls were here, and I wanted to stop by.”
Rarity smiled and nodded throughout Twilight’s explanation, her eyes flickering between the Princess at her door and the clouds which threatened rain just over head.
“So I was wondering what you girls were up to?”
Twilight wasn’t sure if Rarity was particularly aware that she was just nodding at silence and looking over at her other friends until she cleared her throat and Rarity kept nodding. “I said, so I was wondering if I could set fire to your dresses and see if Discord could teach Sweetie Belle how to get her cutie mark.”
“That’s brilliant, Twilight,” Rarity finally said. Twilight snorted.
“Rarity, you’re not even listening to me!” Putting her hoof out and pressing it against her friend’s chest. “Did I do something wrong?”
Rarity put her hoof on Twilight’s and shook her head. “No no no! Please, I’m sorry Twilight! I’m just... distracted.” Dropping both their hooves to the floor, Rarity beckoned Twilight inside, leading her over to the table. Surprisingly, there was a fifth seat available for her to sit on already, as if they were expecting somepony. “We’ve just been having some get-togethers as of late, and we were really.... breaking ground, with this one.”
“Breaking ground?” Twilight echoed, looking over the faces of all her friends. “With what?” Rainbow Dash shrugged her shoulders, seemingly much more content with petting Opalescence, who had cuddled up next to her. Tank must have been really good for her, Twilight reasoned.
“Why, the Magic of Friendship, a’course!” Applejack smiled, rapping her hooves on the table. “We weren’t all as close as we are now without ya, Twilight.
Fluttershy agreed, her gaze on Rainbow Dash. “Some of us were more than the others, but you brought us together, Twilight.”
“Y’all always do, no matter who we are.” Applejack said. The other girls gave her a long stare, which Applejack bucked off with a shrug. “Listen girls, I figure Twilight here has a right to know what we’re doin’ here.” She kicked back with her cider mug, but sadly found the bottom of the mug to be empty and put it down on the table.
Rainbow Dash kicked up into the air, her hooves wavering dangerously close to Applejack’s nose. Opal leaped to her paws, letting Applejack have it with a high pitched hiss. “Hey! Who said you get to make that decision for the rest of us?”
“Ah suppose the honest part of me.”
Twilight coughed. “Uh, girls? Help a lost mare out here?”
Rarity sighed, brushing the brashness of the other two aside. “Rainbow Dash here has some... qualms about the disposition she was in while under the... Mystery Spell you had us under. You know, the one that Star Swirl never completed?”
Twilight groaned, but spread her wings. “How could I forget? What I accidentally did to you girls... I don’t know how you ever forgave me.”
“Oh Twilight, you told us what happened – there was no way you could have known what that spell would have done to us because of the Elements.” Fluttershy nuzzled closely against Twilight, offering a gentle hug with the new Princess readily accepted. “It’s nopony’s fault. Besides, everything’s back to normal.”
“Well, almost everything,” Rarity said, her eyes trailing across Twilight’s wingspan. “I’d love to get new measurements for you, Twilight. I think the transformation made you a little taller now.” Trotting over to her supplies next to the window, Rarity pursed her lips as she looked into the sky. “Oooh, a shame. I was hoping for a bit more sunshine today.”
Rainbow Dash looked over and shrugged. “Hey, the weather team did say partly cloudy.”
Rarity shot her friend a glare. “Yes, well, that would have been fine if the entire sky wasn’t covered,” she said while she overlooked the clouds once more.
“The entire thing is still a part! It’s like a big, 100% part!” Dash argued.
A smirk passed Rarity’s lips as she called forth some magic from her horn. The others engaged in some pleasant conversation, not noticing the sunshine the drifted in through the windows as Rarity returned to the table. “Anyway, Twilight, I seem to have left my measuring tape on my desk upstairs. It would be beneath me to leave you all for some passing fancy, so I’ll get to it some other time.”
“It’s really no problem, Rarity,” Twilight tried, but she knew this was not the last she was to hear about Rarity’s generosity. Locking eyes with Applejack across the table, Twilight turned her head to the side. “So what were you going to say, Applejack? Something about who you are?” Biting her lip, she glanced over to Rainbow Dash momentarily. The pegasus only crossed her hooves.
Applejack rubbed the back of her head roughly, upsetting her hat momentarily as it fell over her eyes. “Well, ya see Twilight, I guess... Ah...” she began, her addled speech a byproduct of Dash’s earlier outburst. “I guess maybe it’d be easier showin’ ya what I mean.”
Twilight smiled politely, her back hoof fidgeting slightly. Applejack removed her hat and slid it across the table. Twilight picked it up with her magic, looking it over for a moment before dropping it down back on the table. “I don’t get it – it’s just a hat. Your hat, Applejack. What’s so special about it?”
“Well, Twilight, I made that hat.”
Twilight gave it another look, confused. “Ooookay? I mean, it’s good design, sturdy. A lot like your old one. I don’t understand – I thought you loved your old hat?”
Applejack chuckled. “I surely do, Twilight, but on days like today... when we come to Rarity’s... I wear that one. The one I made that... shoot, I don’t know, when I wasn’t me.”
“When you weren’t you?” Twilight asked again, shaking her head. “Applejack, you’re not making any sense.”
“She means when we were like, all nuts from the Mystery Spell Rarity was talking about earlier. Come on Twi, try to keep up.” Rainbow Dash was laying on her back, absentmindedly petting Opal who had come to rest on her belly. Fluttershy busied herself with helping to groom the usually grumpy kitty. “I’m supposed to be the one that moves fast, you’re the one who thinks fast.” Fluttershy whispered something under her breath at Rainbow Dash, who laughed aloud.
Twilight held the hat in her hooves, looking it over once more. This time she paid special attention to the material, the stitching... everything was pristine. Perfect. It was much removed to the weathered hat that she was usually wearing. “This is incredible work, Applejack. I didn’t know you could sew like this. But what does this have to do with the Mystery Spell? You couldn’t sew to save your life when you had to make dresses like Rarity!”
Applejack visibly winced. Downcast, Applejack nodded. “Yeah, I know Twi. I rightly can’t figure out why I couldn’t, either–”
“Because it wasn’t your destiny! Your destiny is on the farm, with your family,” Twilight argued. “You couldn’t sew because it wasn’t you.”
“But it was me!” Applejack shouted, catching Twilight off-guard and making her drop the hat. Grabbing the hat, Applejack stared at the floor as she put the hat back over her eyes. “I-I mean... it was a different me. But still me.”
Twilight opened her mouth, but nary a sound came out. Blinking hard, Twilight parsed her thoughts. “But you... I don’t understand.”
Rarity put her hoof on Twilight’s shoulder and gestured toward the sunny skies that shone through the nearby window. “Darling, we really don’t understand what happened either, but... what we do know is that the experience changed us. For the better, I believe. Once we... adapted, to what our true destinies fought against. What was our antithesis became a new strength for us to draw on.”
Twilight stared outside, letting the sunlight touch the bottom of her hooves. It felt nice. Looking back at Rarity, she slowly turned to look at her friends one at a time. The sun shone on Rarity, Applejack tipped her new hat, Rainbow Dash contentedly brushed Opal as Fluttershy entertained her with another joke.
“But you were all so depressed...” she breathed.
“We were because we didn’t know what we were doing anymore. Our skills didn’t match our memories.” Fluttershy returned to the table, leaving Rainbow Dash to deal with the kitty. “It takes time to steel yourself in front of a crowd to deliver a good performance... I can try and try but I still freeze up. But I don’t in front of my friends... I trust them.”
“Sewing takes a lot of muscle memory and a lot more dexterity than farmwork usually provides. You gotta be soft when making a dress, and know when to be firm to iron out a crease.” Applejack said. “Memories of the Applejack who knew how to sew... whose destiny it was to do so... they kept coming back to me. So I got curious. Tried my hoof at it a few more times. I guess I got good at it.”
“Weather follows quite a different pattern than your usual dress, Twilight. When I couldn’t get it out of my head one morning, I stopped over at your library... Remember when I said I was picking up a book of basic meteorology and said it was for an assignment for Sweetie Belle’s class? I may have pulled the proverbial wool over your eyes,” Rarity blushed.
“Yeah, and you have to build a relationship with animals. In my head, I was already friends with all of them. But these guys were still running on the whole, ‘Hey, this awesome broad cleaved through my house!’ Can’t say I blame them for not being too open with me,” Dash said, looking Opal in the eyes. Amusingly, the cat licked to the tip of her nose, which caused her to giggle and kick her feet slightly.
Twilight stared an extra long time at Rainbow Dash, her expression caught between amusement, and totally flummoxed. Shaking her head, she turned to the others. “And you’re all like this... what about Pinkie?”
Applejack chuckled deeply, resting her head in her hoof. “Landsakes, girl, you saw her on your way in, didn’t ya? All happy, trotting whimsy-like toward Sweet Apple Acres?”
Twilight blinked. She did say that she saw Pinkie going that way. She hadn’t thought to ask why. “So... what, she’s out bucking apples or something?”
“That’s one way to put it.” Rainbow Dash guffawed, earning herself a very indignant glare from Rarity. Applejack just shook her head.
“Twilight... we all had memories of a life we never lived. We’re okay with the ponies we are now. It feels right, the way we are. But there are some things, for some of us, we feel we can’t really go without anymore. These lives had something in ‘em that we feel we’ve suddenly taken for granted.”
“And Pinkie...” Twilight asked.
“Pinkie’s other lifestyle... it was important to her. She isn’t ready to give it all away.”
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Pinkie Pie sat on an empty spot on a hill overlooking Sweet Apple Acres. She sighed contentedly, reminding herself not to lean to her left anymore. Bloomburg wasn’t there anymore. “It’s funny. Well, not ha-ha funny, but... it’s weird. I knew you were so important to Applejack, but I never thought you’d be so important to me, Bloomburg.” Pinkie patted the ground where the tree had been uprooted.
“...You could always lean next to me, if’n ya like,” Big Macintosh said, joining her on the hill. Pinkie gasped slightly, giving the big stallion a big smile.
“Big Mac!?” She made as if to throw herself on him with a hug, but managed a more polite wave instead.
“Eeyup.”
“I thought... I thought you still had chores.” Every inch of her fidgeted under his gaze.
“Still do, Pinkie. Still do. But Granny said you were here again, and told me to get myself up here. Y’all been helping out here a lot last few weeks. Good work, too. I can stand to take a little time off to see you up here.” Big Macintosh sat down. Without a moment’s hesitation, Pinkie Pie leaned herself against him, heaving a large sigh of relief. “Applejack’s been tellin’ me what’s been goin’ on.”
Pinkie sighed, nodding her head. Applejack asked her permission to tell him, and Pinkie couldn’t say no. “I’m sorry, Big Mac. I know it’s no fun to sit here while I think of a time that never was... of an ‘us’ that never will be again.” Pinkie said, her head buried in his side.
Big Mac was silent for a time, gazing out over his orchards. “Question I have is why you’re always on this hill after a long day? Ain’t no shade up here no more.”
Pinkie laughed, but it broke into a strangled sob somewhere on the way out. “I can still feel the shade, though.” Pinkie pawed at the ground beneath her hooves, trying to recall every piece of grass from some forgotten memory. “This is where we... Mayor Mare was right there... And Applejack came in from Manehatten and she could not stop talking about how big Bloomburg had gotten. She gave me my dress and...” She could see her friends standing alongside her, so different and yet very much the same. “This is where I said ‘I do.’”
Pinkie sniffed hard, rubbing a hoof over her eyes. Big Mac put a hoof around Pinkie and drew her close for a friendly hug. “I’m super duper thankful you’re putting up with me like this. You must think I’m a loopy pony.”
“Eenope. It’s no problem. Anythin’ for my sister’s frie-” Big Mac stopped. Swinging his head low, he tried again. “Anythin’ for you.”
Pinkie heaved a broken sob, throwing her hooves around Big Mac. “Don’t say that. You’d always say that. You’ve never said that.” She wanted things to be simple again. She shouldn’t keep coming out here like this. She shouldn’t be taking up so much of her husband’s time. Not her husband.
Come to think of it, she probably shouldn’t be kissing him right now either. But then again, he kissed her, so maybe she should keep kissing him as if nothing changed at all.
And so she did.
Welp...
That was...
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I think I like it.
Have a Thumbs up. Also, Good work on your grammar, it's rare I see a story written so well, or, at least, It's rare I find an author that writes so well. When do, I tend to read their other stuff.
At first towards the end I thought Pinkie Pie was in love with Bloomberg. I must say that was a pleasant surprise.
Love it.
That was really quite good.
That was a really fun read
Good short story.
You can't remember living through a whole life worth of memories without changing. Neither can you really expect a main character go through a really deep change on a show, Status Quo Is God and all that. Usually is considered to risky to make really big changes far from the ending of a show except to write out a character, add a new one, try to bring new live to a stalling or decaying show, or to make more money if the owner of the character is a toy company.
That was nice.
Woah, this was very interesting. Never thought that they may still have the memories of those versions of their lives.
This story has reminded me why I love this site.
That was a good story, and then I got to the end. Oh man, my feels.
This, was awesome. I wish there was more stories in this little 'universe', of how each of them are coping and living with the memories.
I really enjoyed this. Hadn't thought about how the mixing of their talents would effect their lives until I read this. The whole Pinkie Pie/ Big Mac pairing was a shock, but you made it work. Nice job.
This pretty much should be canon. Well, minus the shipping I suppose. And the euphemism...
Loved it. It was a fascinating look into how those events could still influence them (assuming that the spell treats it as a change in history rather than just a cosmetic change with only the targets forgetting who they were).
Pinkie/Mac was very cute. The story does not require anymore but it also leaves a lot of opening for more if you want which is a good place to be. Thanks for writing it.
I'm pretty sure that the alt-timeline PinkieMac ship is going to be as universally fanon as the Twixie obsession-ship. Woe betide the Hub if they ever contradict it!
I don't believe a fanfiction has caused me to shed liquid pride before.
This one did.
This was really nice and well written~
Kudos my friend, have a fav, upvote and a moustache!
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It certainly went from being a very rare ship to having a number of stories devoted to it. Sadly they are almost all (if not all) one shots.
I like how at the start most of the characters are throwing out subtle hints that they are cultivating their alternate talents. The interesting part is that for all but Pinkie what they have is influencing them but their history was not really all that changed. They just switched jobs and talents. Pinkie gets the most interesting one because not just did she change jobs and talents but she DOES have something that changed in her history that is a big deal. I wonder how Twilight is going to feel once she realizes that she simultaneously created and broken up a marriage and that Pinkie is not just enjoying farming but is also pining for a pony that she remembers loving so much but is no longer with (well it looks like now she might be rekindling this relationship or is it kindling it for the first time...again).
I swear Pinkie/Mac is rising quickly in my favorite ships and I would love to see more.
I would like to see a sequel where PinkieMac would happen.
I really like your take on the ramifications of that episode. Plus, Pinkie/Mac is just so goddamn adorable! Would you be willing to write more?
Wow. That was impressive.
A like and a fave from me, dude.
Very well done indeed.
~Skeeter The Lurker
I always love it when people write stories about the fallout from that spell, and I love it when they do the PinkieMac ship because of it.
This was fun to read, it's really good to see more stuff from you.
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Honestly I didn't know that it was all that popular. I was just sort of sitting around one day and the idea came to mind. Everything fell in to place and I just put it on the page.
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It's a good story, but the premise--- I'm averse to it.
I think the show writers need to sit down and get the facts straight on cutie marks, talents, and destiny, here. In a big way, this cutie-mark switcharoo was the real big mistake of the season 3 finale.... it was established in season 1 that your talent gives you your cutie mark. But the Cutie Pox episode and the season 3 finale have reversed that, saying that the cutie marks give you your talent (which has all sorts of unpleasant implications.) Worse, it's now implied that the cutie mark COERCES you into exercising that talent....
Wow. That was rather interesting; I quite like this idea!
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Well it does not really contradict because the Pox and season three were both magically induced. Typically the only way to manifest your cutie mark is to show what your special talent is. We have also found out that if you manage to magically induce a cutie mark (which normal magic cannot do) then it can magically bring out that talent but there is always a cost when done that way. Notice that in no time in the show has an artificial cutie mark brought happiness.
You are right though in that it does bring up questions of destiny. It appears ponys are big believers in it.
Very interesting and cool story, but you caused conflicts in my head cannon. My brain is short circuiting...
wow, i didn't expect that this would be a good read. it's a really, weird fic, in a good way.
ack, i can't describe it properly! >.>
have a thumbs up instead~
you've earned it. ;)
This is really hard for me to say, but as a reviewer who believes in being honest with whom I am reviewing for, it needs to be said no matter what. I can't say that I was impressed with this chapter at all. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find anything positive worth mentioning other than an interesting concept that needs to be expanded upon.
Things that I didn't like:
1.There was really no hook for me to grab onto to pull me into the story you were providing me and as a result it seemed boring to me. You could've explained why the girls were there in the first place before Twilight arrived. Maybe have them tell each other some stories, or explain how they felt when they came to their realizations.
2.The romance at the end of the chapter with Pinkie and Mac felt a bit random and out of the blue because it really had no build up to it at all. You could've alluded to it by some off handed comment by Applejack or one of the girls, but you can't just bring something out of the blue unless it has something that changes everything that the reader has read about in the story.
3.I feel that the conflict was poorly proposed and poorly executed because it took half of chapter to even bring up said conflict and the reason they were all there in Rarity's home. The whole fiction was just the girls telling Twilight their conflict and nothing else follows it as it went nowhere.
Score:
I'm trying to be generous with this but I couldn't find reason to be so, this chapter is getting a 2/10.
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I know you're entitled to your opinion, and I'm not trying to change it. However, I did think your points were flawed.
Also, this comment has some minor spoilers in it, for those who read the comments before they read the story.
1. The hook was in wondering what was going on. Where was Pinkie, and what kind of phase was she going through? Nopony seemed upset, exactly, just kind of confused. As for having them tell stories, or discuss their situation before Twilight arrived would have negated Twilight's part in the chapter; she was clueless, and this paved the way for exposition.
2. The romance really wasn't random at all, if you read between the lines. We already knew that Pinkie was spending a lot of time at Sweet Apple Acres, and the way her friends were talking about it made it seem as though romance was somehow involved. Right after the perspective switch, I had a feeling that Pinkie had some leftover memories involving Big Mac, and so it didn't seem random to me at all.
3. Yeah, the explanation took a while, but this was hardly a long chapter. If the exposition had been any faster, it would have seemed unnaturally fast, and the last thing an author wants to do is cram exposition down their readers throat. As for bringing up the conflict... there had already been a few hints as to the nature of the conflict before Twilight even showed up, while the author set the scene. I'm not really sure what the issue is here.
Again... I'm not trying to change your mind, but the points you made against the story didn't make any sense to me.
I've seen the topic of this discussed quite a few times on threads after the cutie-swap episode. The whole 'What if they enjoyed their cutie marks' thing. Although I have not seen so much of the 'different lives' bit, also the concept of different memories never really occurred to me.
I like this premise, and I think you pulled it of well in this first chapter. I'll be interested to see what you do with this
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I think Crimson Dawn has the right of it, really. The implications would have been much more disturbing if Magical Mystery Cure had shown the cutie-mark-swapped Mane Six (well, five) happy in their new lives and doing well at them, or if Cutie Pox had ended with Applebloom keeping one of those random marks and having that become her "special talent."
As I see it, a "true" cutie mark comes out when you find the special talent that you love, or that you feel is your destiny. It's not necessarily the only thing you can do, or that you have a talent for. Applejack, for example, has been established as being one of the best bakers in Ponyville, so clearly she has a "special talent" for that as well, but it's not the one that spoke to her heart the most, so that talent didn't come out as a mark. It's likely that many other ponies are the same way; they have other things they can do which they're just as good at as their "special talent", but only one of them is truly "special" in their own hearts. Applebloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle are actually all fairly good at several different things, but they will never find their marks until their "heart's desire" becomes doing that one thing they love doing above everything else, rather than just getting a mark for its own sake. (RealityCheck, I believe you've touched on this more than once in "The Audience", BTW.)
A "false" mark, magically forced, is a different matter altogether. We've seen several ways in which magic gone awry, or misused, can mess with a pony's mind, and I think that's what the author was going for here. I think the premise works, if you go with the idea that what happened during Magical Mystery Cure isn't that the cutie mark itself forced them to do that talent; it was their minds getting "swiss-cheesed" with an incomplete swap of memories and personality, jamming the proverbial square peg into a round hole, making them think they had that talent when they obviously didn't.
And the end of this chapter shows us why.
I expect this shall be harder and harder to watch them all go through, (especially ) and yet, I shall be awaiting the next session of torturous angst with rapt anticipation. This is beautiful.
Very well done, I enjoyed this!
wow but pinkie really doesn't think her and mac are still a possibility? is he married here or something?
Well well, color me impressed. This is an extremely promising concept with a lot of possibility for Da Feels.
For an introductory chapter this was decent though as has been said before you could have fleshed it out a little more, as it stands it seemed more focused on Pinkie and that the feelings of the others were not really explored only vaguely hinted at and given a small amount of detail, And if that was what you were going for then bravo, I say, bravo. You succeeded.
I look forward to seeing more of this in the future and I shall follow it. It's fics like this that remind me there are talented writers in the world, why I love this fandom and show so much and why I love fan fiction in all of it's writing and reading.
This reminds me of a comic I saw on dA once where Pinkie Pie remembered a timeline where she married Big Mac, only for him to suffer an injury that left him unable to work around the farm anymore, so she had to step up. I wish I could remember who drew it.
Huh, interesting take. I felt the pacing was right, near perfect in my opinion.
Brilliant work. I almost cried with the end of "Glimpse" as well.
I noticed that you occasionally repeated a significant word or name in a neighboring sentence, leading to an awkward sense of repetition. It didn't really take away from the work as a whole though.
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Pfft... If she's doing what I think she's doing... (Or rather, perhaps who is a better word...)
*Reads to the end*
Oh... Well, it was still funny. XD
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“We always may be what we might have been.”
It is a curious thing. When the life you thought you had is the life someone else has and they lived the life you have you ask your self; Is my life completely different then theirs or is it a single chance away from becoming your own.
Dat ending.
aww, poor pinkie.
Do they get married again? Please tell me
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Hmm, nice explanation! Adding it to my headcanon!
Wow... Just... This is amazing! Sad and tragic yet happy and uplifting. You my friend deserve a like, favorite and a follow!
MY FEELS!!!!
I think this is the best take on reconciling the "alternate" ponies we got to meet in the finale with the Mane Six we knew already. This story (AJ's hat especially) was all the more powerful for being introduced to us after the characters have had some time to "discover" or "remember" themselves, and the balance between their supposedly OOC traits and their original styles was damn near perfect for each of them (even when some characters were struggling to accept it). This story is a real gem, and I'm really glad YOUR cutie mark is apparently for really good writing.
...Damn