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Brotherly Bonding Time - Sketcha-Holic



Cheese Sandwich drags his brother, Tomato, in a trip across Equestria as part of his effort to rebuild their relationship. The mishaps that occur will put their rekindled bond--and their sanity--to the test.

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6.2--Tricks of the Trade

"Hold up, hold up, hold up..." Cheese said, waving his hooves in front of his face. After a deep breath, he exclaimed, "You did what now?!"

Tomato stood steadfastly as he faced his brother. To the side, Silk Shimmer and Trixie watched from the latter's stage, after her show had finished. As much as she wanted to pretend to not care, she couldn't help but be startled at Cheese's tone. It was one thing for him to say that he could get annoyed; it was another thing entirely to witness it.

Tomato simply answered, "Yes, I'm going to be one of Kazam's assistants for the rest of the Expo."

Cheese laughed derisively. "Oh, no no no, see... Cheesy Sense is unpredictable. I have to be prepared for when it activates in the middle of a party. This thing is four days long, it could activate at any time during those four days, and if I ignore Cheesy Sense for too long, I get sick. Trust me, it's why I couldn't ignore the calls to Manehattan when we were still feuding."

"Well then, how do you expect me to shave off some of the debt, huh?" Tomato sneered.

"IT. IS. NOT. YOUR. DEBT!" Cheese pointed to Silk Shimmer. "It's hers! She's the one starting the business with Silver Shill, not you!"

"My extra hoof is shaving off more of the debt than Silk Shimmer alone. Hey, at least I'm trying to use my talent to help somepony! I actually find something to do with my special talent on this trip, and yet you criticize me for it?" Tomato threw his hooves up in the air. "Do you only like me if I'm being useful for your talent?"

Cheese snorted. "Don't play the guilt-tripping card on me! Let's not forget who's the older brother, and who's in charge."

"Aaaand you play the 'older brother' card," Tomato said, rolling his eyes. "You do realize I'm an adult, right? You know, making my own decisions and all?"

"Psht, college kids don't count."

"Excuse me?!"

Silk Shimmer jumped off the stage. "All right, you two, that's enough! Look, Tomato and I already made the deal, and we're not allowed to back out of it." She trotted toward Cheese. "It's only for a few days... you can survive that, right? Let's not forget the old saying of 'time flies when you're having fun!'"

Cheese groaned. With a glance toward Tomato, he asked, "Did you at least tell him about the risk of Cheesy Sense?"

Tomato nodded, and Cheese added, "Well, like you said, you're an adult." Barely, he thought. "Who am I to stop you? Just remember, we leave when this thing's over."

Tomato nodded once again. "Good to hear." He glanced at a clock on the wall. "Now, if you'll excuse me, Silk and I have to help Kazam prepare for his show at seven."

With that, he turned around and marched off, with Silk Shimmer following behind. Cheese watched them as they walked past other stages, stands, and ponies in the hall before reaching the door and walking out. When they were gone, Cheese backed up to the stage, sat down, and groaned.

"Please, Cheesy Sense, just stay off for a little while... I don't need any misery..."

Trixie was laying on the stage, filing her hoof. "I don't see why they have to work for that creep--not only is he loud and show-offy, but I'm pretty sure that he's secretly evil."

Cheese sighed. "I've talked with him before, and yeah, I agree he's creepy. But 'evil' is just pushing it. If he was, why would he agree to help his sister and a stranger? True, they still have to work for him for a bit to get their due, but still. Trixie, please don't let anger and resentment consume you."

Trixie's eyes widened, and she looked away. "That... already happened... in regards to a different pony..."


After the stage was once again set up for Kazam's act, Tomato sat backstage, awaiting his turn in assisting the magic tricks. From where he sat, he could see the large crowd that had gathered to watch. He couldn't help but whistle in astonishment, wondering how anypony could not break from the pressure coming from those expectant eyes. Tomato prayed that he himself would not screw this up like he did with the music battle in Halterside.

He sighed. He was certain that Cheese was still upset about that, and he could sense the bitterness that was tinging Cheese's voice and actions since the whole pirate ship pizzeria idea. Not even Tomato's pathetic attempts at an apology spurred Cheese to lighten up toward him, and given that Cheese was definitely nicer to everypony else, it hurt.

He leaned into his hoof. Figures that I have the dubious honor of being the one pony that manages to get a party pony to hold grudges against him. Every time I screw up...

He shook his head. He hated having to re-earn the love he desperately wanted--no, needed, just by being someone else's definition of perfect. Whether it'd be his mother, a friend, a teacher, or even Cheese, he could always feel somepony being let down because of him.

The lights went low, and Tomato stood up. He strolled to the nearest curtain and watched from there.

Bells chimed in an eerie melody as a ball of smoke swirled above the audience. The sound of wind blowing accompanied the chimes, and a haunting voice crooned along with the melody. That sent a chill down Tomato's spine, and he clutched the curtain tighter.

"Everypony has magic inside them..." Kazam's deep and chilling voice began. "Some use it for simple telekinesis... some use it to command the weather... and some use it to tend the earth..."

Tomato looked at his hooves. I've never done any of those things. What kind of magic do I wield then? The magic of sarcasm?

"And then there are those of us... who take it to the next level!" The smoke suddenly turned to cloth, and Kazam burst from his cape, releasing tiny bats of light which flew around the hall, screeching a cacophony of squeaks and chirps as they flew threw every body in the room. One of the bats flew through Tomato's heart, and he shuddered.

Kazam still levitated above the audience, his cape and black mane and tail blowing in magical wind. He bore a wicked grin as he announced, "Fillies and gentlecolts, the Mysterious Mystic Kazam is here to show you all new levels of magic!"

Tomato felt himself being lifted up telekinetically, and pulled from behind the curtain. He had his eyes squeezed shut for a few moments before cracking one open. He glanced around, and saw Silk Shimmer in same position he was in--being levitated around the hall by Kazam, given a ride that made it feel like flying. He looked down at the ponies below him, who were cheering, and then with a laugh, Tomato spread his front legs out like wings, embracing the rush of air blowing past him.

And before he knew it, he found himself on fire. While he was alarmed at first, the mere fact that the fire was all sorts of swirling colors and that he didn't feel it convinced him that it was just an illusion to enhance the act. He laughed once again, wondering if this was what it was like to be a comet.

However, the flames soon dissipated, and he and Silk were lowered back onto the stage. The crowd roared and stomped in applause, with shrill whistles ringing through the hall. Any fear that Tomato had was replaced with elation, and he had to resist the urge to leap off the stage and go crowd-surfing.

Kazam lowered himself onto the stage, and tossed his mane. "Ponies of Equestria, may I introduce my two assistants for tonight and the rest of the Expo!" He gestured to Silk Shimmer. "My lovely sister Silk Shimmer--" And then he gestured to Tomato. "--and her new friend, Tomato Sandwich!"

The applause, though not as loud as before, was still significant.

"I have many plans for my assistants, especially since no two shows of mine are exactly the same! You've got to admire them for their bravery for participating in acts that seem dangerous and frightening. But remember, ponies... there's absolutely nothing to be afraid of."

Tomato's head went numb upon hearing those simple words, and he felt himself in absolute bliss. This was a great idea, he thought.


The next three days flew by with just the magic and awe that Kazam had promised. Tomato could not remember a single time where he had any misgivings or fears, since Kazam always reassured him with the idea that there was absolutely nothing to be afraid of. And each trick--from the small standard tricks such as pulling the pineapple frog out of a hat (said hat being Silk Shimmer's), to the more grandiose acts such as making the entire audience glow neon colors and gradually switch between hues at will--made him gladder to be there.

He was still reeling from all the tricks that he was involved in. He still got a laugh from the glamour spells that disguised him and Silk Shimmer as each other, and then provided the illusion that they became the opposite gender. Silk was given temporary wings, and had squealed out of delight of being an alicorn, while Tomato had been riding a rainbow released from a small bag hanging from Kazam's neck.

Tomato even got into a lot of dangerous tricks, such as standing still while Kazam threw knives at him and made them phase through his body, being trapped in ice while Kazam breathed fire at it, and facing an aggressive dog and keeping it from attacking the audience. And all the while, there was no fear, only excitement.

However, this made him disappointed with his summer with Cheese so far. With Cheese, he only felt like the lesser brother that got in the way and messed up performances, or a useless lazy burden that irritated the older brother. It was even worse that when Tomato would tell him all about the tricks after each magic show, only for Cheese to either reply with little concern or too much concern.

The little concern manifested in just blase "wows" and the words of "glad you're having fun" and just looking at his flank in worry of his Cheesy Sense activating. The explanation could have been something as simple as Cheese being tired, but Tomato was sure that it was still the bitterness over the lost music battle in Halterside, especially with the news of Tomato miraculously not ruining somepony's show. Tomato was even mentally comparing him to their father.

Of course, the too much concern came when they were resting one night in their motel room, with Cheese playing checkers with Boneless 2 on the floor, and Tomato laying on his bed. His tone was not that of excitement, but of resignation to his party pony brother ironically not feeling very excited for him.

"...the knives phasing through my chest gave me quite a chill, but they hit the target behind me, so nopony was hurt."

Cheese idly nodded. "Uh-huh."

" And then the next act had us distract a feral dog while Kazam charged up a spell that would tame the beast. We had to keep it on the stage to keep it from attacking the audience, and Silk Shimmer kept it on with a magical leash she conjured."

"Your move, Boneless 2."

"The dog almost bit my head off. But luckily, Kazam had charged up the spell, and cast the spell of changing the large canine into a Chihuahua."

"Dang it, Boneless 2, why do you always win these things?"

"And then the crowd cheered, and never felt so alive! You should have seen it, Cheese... shame that you're too busy to even drop by and see my awesome assistance in action." Tomato rubbed his hoof on his chest and then examined it.

Cheese scoffed. "Awesome assistance? You're sounding like a Rainbow Dash knockoff with that language. I never thought you'd brag about fighting an illusion."

Tomato laughed. "Oh, no, it was very much real."

Cheese looked up with a grave look on his face. "What?"

"How do you think Silk got those scratches on her body and is taking a shower to remove dog drool? Why do you think I smell like dog drool as well? Yes, I distracted an actual, feral dog today, and I wasn't scared one bit."

Cheese blinked in disbelief, and then hopped to his hooves. "Tommy, how the hay are you not scared during those things?"

"Kazam knows what he's doing, and has told me time and time again that there's absolutely nothing to be afraid of," Tomato replied.

"Maybe... but still, not feeling fear? There's putting on a brave face, and then there's being faced with danger and not having a heart attack. I mean, that dog was going to bite your head off. Are you sure it's absolutely safe?"

Tomato rolled his eyes. "You're letting Trixie convince you that he's a evil creep, aren't you? He hasn't done anything heinous, you know."

"I know, I know, but... back when I was setting up the Expo, I've talked with him and he said he was going to do some experiments--and I was hoping he wasn't doing them mid-show. Are you sure you don't see anything wrong with any of this?" He stood up, reached forward and put a hoof on Tomato's forehead. "Are you okay? Is the heat getting to you?"

Tomato swiped it off. "What do you care? It's not like I had anything else to do that was worthwhile. I'd probably get sick of watching magic shows all weekend. Now, being in one... that's a different story."

Cheese pursed his lips. "I can't disagree with participating in a magic show being better than just watching one--I've helped Trixie in some of her shows. Still, the most dangerous thing about her is that she sometimes leaves scorch marks and she's accidentally given me a haircut once or twice. The way Kazam is described... I don't know, it just sounds like he's too close to actually killing you for me to be comfortable about it."

"Have you actually watched any of the shows?"

"Well... not completely, I've been kind of busy..."

"Then what right do you have to judge?"

"Uh, my brother nearly being decapitated? I'm having second thoughts about this gig of yours."

"You're just jealous because I'm involved in a more amazing show than you can ever put together."

"Okay, no, I'm concerned because apparently you're not! Okay, what gives? The Tomato I know would have been upset to have nearly been killed like that!"

"Well, maybe you're overreacting!"

Cheese sighed. "Am I? Fine, I'll watch one of these shows, see if I'm truly overreacting. If I get any indication that he's going to harm you in any way, you're not going to work for him anymore. I'm sorry, but shaving off Silk Shimmer's debt is not worth risking your life over."


Before the next evening show, Tomato and Silk Shimmer trotted backstage to find that Kazam was carrying a small cage, with something chirping and screeching inside. Setting it down on the table, he cooed, "Don't you worry, precious, your time will come..."

Silk pranced toward her brother, and asked, "What you got there?"

Kazam turned and smirked. "A bat."

Tomato walked forward, and took a look at the small mammal. He took a step back when it revealed its red-eyed, fanged goblin face to him and hissed. His eyes wide and his heart pounding, he asked, "Is that a vampire fruit bat?"

Kazam scoffed and laughed. "Of course not." When he saw Tomato relaxing, he added, "It's a straightforward vampire bat."

Tomato tensed up again. "You mean... the things that actually drink blood?"

Kazam nodded. "The difference between the two is that these things live in caves and fields while the others live in fruit trees. That... and this fella is smaller and they've got different noses."

"Okay... what's with the bat?"

"Glad you asked, Tomato." Kazam leaned on the table. "For tonight's show, I'm going to do a trick involving wings of light. I'll levitate you high above the stage as this bat flies around you with my good old fake fire trick ablazing. After it circles you several times, I'll cast an intangibility spell on it, and then it'll fly straight through your heart, and create an explosion that'll make you look like you have wings of light. Now, isn't that exciting?"

Silk Shimmer clapped. "Wow! I bet it'll look amazing."

Tomato chuckled nervously. "Yeah..."

Kazam narrowed his eyes and tilted his head. "Something wrong?"

Tomato rubbed the back of his head. "Well... you see... last night, my brother expressed some concerns after I told him about the magic tricks you do. He didn't like the way that some of them were described because they sounded dangerous, and I told him that it's not as dangerous as they seem, and then he decided to come to the show to judge for himself... I just... I guess I'm a little nervous."

"Haven't you mentioned before that your brother is Cheese Sandwich, who does crazy tricks of his own?"

"Yeah..."

Kazam chuckled and put a hoof on Tomato's shoulder. "A lot of magicians do tricks that seem dangerous--shame that a party pony is not grasping that. But... they run on insane logic anyway, so they're not worth taking seriously."

Silk frowned. "Um, hey, friendly reminder that our little brother is--"

Kazam ignored her. "Not to worry, Tomato. There's absolutely nothing to be afraid of."

Tomato's doubts were quickly washed away by those words, and he relaxed. With a deep breath and a smile, he glanced at the bat, who hissed at him. He chuckled and said, "Well, Cheese does have a screw loose..."


Cheese Sandwich was standing in the front of the audience, gazing at the stage like all others behind him, only there because he had a hunch that his brother was in trouble. Right next to him was Trixie, who was only there to get some dirt on one of her rivals. They were the only ones not applauding after one of Kazam's tricks, though Cheese found himself a little tempted to do so. Though neither had come to be entertained, Cheese couldn't help but be impressed with some of the colorful displays and nearly impossible tricks that they had seen so far. Trixie, on the other hoof, was pouting.

"What right does that pony have to be so powerful? It should be illegal for a magician to be that powerful!"

Cheese shook his head. "Don't change the law just because you're jealous."

"Jealous? I'm not jealous! I'm simply..." Trixie searched her mind for the right word. "...worried for the safety of the citizens of Equestria. Too much power makes a unicorn go mad--that's my theory on why Twilight Sparkle's now an alicorn princess. Had she remained a unicorn, she would have turned evil!"

Cheese raised an eyebrow. Pinkie had told him the real reason why Twilight had become a princess, and it was definitely not that. However, before he could tell Trixie, the voice of Kazam was rang out, and caught their attention.

"And now... for tonight's grand finale... I will show you a trick that I've never done in a show before--the Wings of Light! Done here with our favorite handsome stallion assistant, Tomato!"

Tomato walked out from behind the curtains and took a bow when the crowd cheered for him. When he rose from the bow, he ended up locking eyes with Cheese. The eye contact was that of mutual icy stares, unwavering for a few moments until Tomato realized he had to get into position and broke it.

Tomato walked to the middle of the stage, and Kazam said, "So... ready for the Wings of Light?"

Tomato nodded, and then Silk Shimmer wheeled out the cage with the bat. Kazam turned to the audience and announced, "This bat will be the template in which the Wings of Light will be modeled after! If you're asking why not a bird... I just like bats better."

The audience chuckled at his statement before all went quiet.

Beautiful voices sang in a haunting tune as the bat was released from its cage. Kazam cast a spell on the bat as it started to fly around, and was made to look like a little shooting star. The bat was dancing to the harmonic chants--now accompanied by drums--writing Kazam's name in cursive in midair.

Trixie huffed. "So he lit a bat on fire, what's the big deal?"

Cheese didn't listen. He was just focused on his brother, who seemed to hold no fear of what was going on, and in fact seemed to have glazed eyes. Cheese didn't know if that meant the trick was entirely safe, or that somehow, Kazam had removed Tomato's ability to be scared. Or maybe Tomato was just good at putting on a brave face.

As the music swelled, the bat's fire turned into that resembling a phoenix, and it flew across the room in an elegant dance. It twirled within the changing colors of the flames, and the crowd oohed and aahed at the very sight. It flew down close to the heads of the audience, and soared just above them to make them feel heat and see the still-not-burning bat.

Kazam smiled, and started to levitate Tomato up into the air. Cheese watched cautiously, waiting to leap up onto the stage should something go wrong. Considering the bat on fire, he was expecting Tomato to end up lighting on fire as well. As Tomato rose higher and higher, the more that Cheese got the sense that this was a terrible idea.

Tomato was now in a pose that left him wide open, and the bat had spun into an arrow, and was now speeding toward him like a bullet. Cheese's heart raced as the arrow drew closer and closer toward Tomato, and he started to sweat from more than just the heat of the fire. Grinding his teeth, he mentally begged, Please don't hurt him, please don't hurt him, please don't hurt him...

He yelled when the bat went straight through Tomato's heart, and the vermilion stallion clutched it like he had been shot and was now curled up in pain. Cheese felt his heart stop at the sight, and stared in disbelief. He could only hear his breathing, and he could only see his baby brother quaking... wavering... about to fall... and about to die at any moment. He could feel the wave of regrets coming toward him, and he was unable to move.

Those few agonizing moments were dashed when Tomato burst from his ball like a flower in bloom, and with him appeared the promised wings of light. The crowd cheered as Tomato burned brightly like a phoenix, and Cheese let out a sigh of relief. He glanced at Trixie, who was looking away and tossing her mane.

"It may be... just a tiny bit impressive..." Trixie grumbled.

Cheese chuckled. "Yeah, it was pretty cool." Cheese looked up at the stage, and frowned as Tomato was lowered, his hoof on his heart and teeth clenched. "Although I'm still worried about Tomato."

Trixie raised an eyebrow. "And here I thought you were content on ignoring him all week and deriding his talent."

Cheese waved a hoof, mentally pushing back his reservations about the whole Halterside fiasco. It's not like he was going to tell Trixie everything. "Nah, I was just busy and a little high-strung. I'm sure he understands."

As Tomato walked backstage, Kazam announced, "I would like to thank all you ponies for your support! Be sure to be here for my final show, where I'll give you a show and present a magic trick that'll blow you all away! In the meantime... farewell until tomorrow!"

He teleported off the stage with a creepy laugh.


Cheese had no idea where Kazam went.

After the show, he searched for the magician, in order to explain that he wasn't comfortable with his brother working for him. Seeing that bat go through Tomato's chest had shaken him to his core, and he just wanted Kazam to know that there was such a thing as going too far.

Silk Shimmer lead him to Kazam's trailer, where there was a notable lack of Kazam, only a pineapple frog croaking at him, a page torn from a book about the origins of werewolves, and some knick knacks that frightened him. Then he checked every hall and room in the convention center, where he still couldn't find him. He asked Trixie to help, but the sky blue mare was busy with a show of her own. It was a couple of hours before he gave up, and grabbed Tomato from a chair where he was sitting, feeling queasy.

As they walked to the motel that night, Cheese had tripped and nearly fell off the walkway, scraping his knee in the process. Cursing his dumb luck as he watched his leg start to bleed, he started to summon a bandage when he noticed Tomato staring at it. And not just staring--he was also leaning forward and sniffing it. Cheese pulled his leg away, and pulled the bandages out, wrapping his knee as he stared at Tomato.

"Tommy... that's creepy," he said.

Tomato looked away. "I, uh... don't know what came over me..." His stomach rumbled. "Great, your blood made me hungry."

Cheese grimaced. "I thought you were queasy. Oh, well... you can have a snack when we get back to the motel."


Tomato couldn't sleep.

In between rushing to the bathroom to vomit every so often, the itchy back and ears, a headache, heavy panting due to feeling too hot, compulsive hissing, and for some reason a toothache, he was having a miserable time. Every time he returned to bed, he would have that acidic burp arise, and the cycle started again. Even when he had nothing left in his stomach, he still retched in the toilet, with only bits of saliva dripping from his mouth.

He blamed the heat at first, so he kept on drinking water after each retch. He only ended up puking out the water. He wondered if overexposure to unicorn magic was the reason--but he didn't want to admit that maybe working for Kazam had been a bad idea. Then he started to worry that he had some sort of illness, and considered shaking Cheese awake to beg him to take him to the hospital.

Shaking and hugging the toilet, he was praying for some sort of release. The idea of death was better than this agony!

It didn't stop there. He could feel the itch on two spots of his back and on his ears upgrade to burning, and his heart was pounding erratically, leaving him clutching his chest and reminding him of the bat that phased through him. The toothache on two of his front teeth grew worse as well, and instead of screaming, out came a hiss.

Three of his legs and his tail held on to the toilet, while his free hoof was on his chest. His mane and tail exploded into their curls, and he could hear his heart pound in his ears. Tears were leaking out of his eyes, and he was begging for it all to stop.

Suddenly, there was a crack on two sides of his back as lumps formed there. The two lumps ripped through his shirt, and grew and grew, causing a throbbing backache. Two of his teeth burned as they grew much like the lumps on his back, which were still making those uncomfortable cracking and stretching sounds. He felt his ears change shape, his eyes burn, and all the while, he was still hissing.

He heard a knock at the door. Cheese then said, "Tomato? Everything all right in there? Why are you hissing?"

Tomato still clutched the toilet, breathing heavily, having finally reached the stopping point. The pain was fading away, his heart was returning to its normal beat, and every one of those sounds stopped. The stretched lumps were still on his back, and his two teeth still felt abnormally long. Shaking, he released the toilet, and then stood up on wobbly legs.

"I... I'm all right now," Tomato replied. Feeling those long--and apparently sharp--teeth with his tongue, he decided to check it out in the mirror. However, when he made it to the mirror, his face fell at the sight of himself.

Those teeth looked just as long and sharp as they felt. His fur was a noticeably darker and duller color from his usual red-orange luster, and his mane was a mess. His ears were larger, hairier, and more fanned out than usual, and his eyes had turned from their chartreuse color into a striking scarlet, while having dark circles under them. And finally, he found that those two lumps that had formed on his back had grown into large wings, resembling those of a bat's.

He blinked and started to pant once again. He ran his hooves through his mane, and felt his ears, teeth, and new wings. All the while, he could only muster out, "What... the... hay?"

"Tommy... what's going on?" Cheese said through the door.

Tomato turned around and faced the door. He figured that it'd be better to get it over with now than have Cheese find him later like this. "Cheese... um... whatever you do, don't freak out."

There was a moment of silence, and then Cheese started laughing. "Are you serious? Come on, Tommy, whatever you've got to show me, there's no way I'd--"

Tomato opened the door, and watched as Cheese's pupils shrunk to pinpricks and his jaw hung slack. And then, with the bluntest voice possible, Tomato said, "I think I might be a vampire."

Cheese stared for a moment, squeaked out, "Holy Swiss...", and then fainted.

Staring at Cheese's unconscious form, Tomato muttered, "Fainting's a first, but at least he didn't freak out."

Author's Note:

Ah, the saga of Tommy working for Kazam and acting a little weird because of it. Just typical things.

Oh, yeah, and I'll admit, I imagine this music when the bat and Wings of Light thing is going on:

By the way, the ending of this chapter is why I was looking forward to this arc--because writing monsters is fun, mwahahaha! >D

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