Epiphany
A deep-gray-coated filly rests on a large, purple cushion in her room in the vast Ponyville estate owned by her parents. The room is layered with red velvet curtains, illuminated with candlelight from nearly fifty different sources. Gold-filigreed windowpanes protect her from the elements, though one, draped in white, translucent curtains, is opened just enough to allow the slightest of midnight breezes into the room and through her silver mane and tail. Her workbench rests under the window, covered in miscellaneous silverwork materials. A delicate flame is emitting from a silver heater tool below a mold of a necklace, being prepared to just the right temperature for work the next day. Two books, one opened to a specific page, fill the rest of the space – books on silver-smithy technques borrowed from the town library. A night-stand, sandwiching a large, soft sleeping-place with the desk, has two highly-detailed statuettes made entirely of silver and a delicately-folded pair of pale-blue glasses atop it. Her four-poster bed, lavishly covered in a white bedspread and located between the workbench and night-stand and encased by the thinnest of pale green sheets, is unmade, the filly having just recently awoken from a restless sleep, disturbed by her actions the day before…
How did this happen?
How did I, Silver Spoon, fall in league with one of the snobbiest ponies in Ponyville?
Sure, Diamond Tiara’s fun, sure, we’re both rich and sure, we both have our cutie marks, but she could be kinder to those poor blank flanks… It’s always been one of my big complaints about her. We’ve been best friends since I was little, but I’ve never truly been a fan of her inconsiderate ways.
Consider this: I usually volunteer at a soup kitchen once a week, helping those far less-fortunate than I or my family gain a little bit of satiation for their bleeding stomachs. She would much rather throw soup at the poor dears’ faces… and then laugh! Oh, the equinity!
I would never, in my wildest dreams, bring it up in front of her, though! I have to keep up appearances for my father, obviously. You know the type: the snobby-rich-girl-head-held-high-in-the-clouds façade. That means teasing anyone less than my status. I mean, I didn’t get my cutie mark – a silver spoon with a pretty diamond on the top – for nothing, after all. I’ve been fed with silver dishes since I can remember. Even though my parents and I live in Ponyville, we can still maintain the high tone and fancy to-do of any of the wealthiest families in Equestria. To act as if we, the rich and wealthy, are equal in any measure of society to common ponies… that would be preposterous!
…I guess I just answered my own question, didn’t I? Diamond Tiara’s dad being the filthy rich Filthy Rich, after all, and my dad being Baggin Bitts… they kind of scream “rich” don’t they?
I’m such an egotistical maniac…
Apple Bloom seems nice enough… though she’s got that low-class drawl, it’s actually, in a primitive way, kind of intriguing. The way she’s so loyal to her friends as she figures herself out is marvelous! I have often observed her from afar, wishing I could, just once, socialize with the dear and not be called a bully or a brute… I really am a brute when I’m with Diamond Tiara, aren’t I?... such a pity… I long for the day when I can freely approach and talk with her. She seems like she would be a great friend to have…
Sweetie Belle is the sister of the one mare I idolize more than any other – Rarity. Her class matches well with the grace and poise one finds in Canterlot. Even Sweetie is beginning to show the early signs of having the same poise as her sister. It is a wonder, then, that we are so far apart, merely because she possesses no cutie mark. She could be a wonderful companion. Her care and attention she gives to the tasks assigned to her by her friends is immaculate and beautiful. More so, however, is her unearthly, natural grace. Not once does she complain while in their presence. Even her… well, to preserve the grace of the lady, her less-graceful moments… are full of such poise it makes me jealous and a little envious of her.
…Diamond Tiara would have a fit if she could see these words I write now… she has never cared for them, and likely never will. I write my sigh of lament – I wish I could befriend them, show them I am not as snobbish or mean as they believe me to be. Alas, I fear it may be too late for redemption now.
Scootaloo is the only one I do not believe I would have a very good relationship with. Her coltish demeanor and sporty attitude and my refined flavour and tastes would likely not mesh well. That said, however, what I have secretly observed about Rainbow Dash and Rarity may prove true for us as well, if given the chance. Sometimes the sporty and the glamorous have that spark that takes them beyond friends, their very differences fascinating each other beyond the platonic…
Oh! Oh my! Did I just spill their secret?! Naughty me… Naughty, naughty me… But it’s okay. Only my eyes will ever grace this page… I hope… I better burn this before Diamond Tiara comes over tomorrow… she’ll surely have a fit… or publish it under that Gabby Gums underground tabloid she’s been trying to start in the wake of that horrific victimization of most of the town of Ponyville last week. I am utterly sure she will include me and ruin my family’s lofty position in the world.
Or send me to play with… Snails… Ewwwwwww…!!! That settles it – I’m burning this parchment when I’m done writing.
Anyway, Scootaloo and I are so different that we may never get along, but that does not mean we cannot try.
They are trying so very hard to get their cutie marks, and when I observe their actions in private I cannot help but feel like offering a helping hoof. Yet Diamond Tiara seems to always be watching me, keeping an eye on me, corralling me… It is horrendous living under her shadow. I cannot help. I shan’t help. For their sakes, but most importantly my family’s sake, I won’t help.
And it is killing me.
Every time we make fun of them, it kills me.
I laugh on the outside, but inside… Ah, but I am becoming redundant, and nobody likes redundancy.
I oft ponder, however, if Diamond Tiara does it out of jealousy. Her cutie mark is the least-useful out of our whole class. It seems all she can do is wear that gorgeous tiara over her head, while I discovered, though ‘twas only recently, that although I had been the first of my entire generation to get my cutie mark because of my association with silver since I was naught but a foal, my passion, my true, Celestia-blessed passion was silver-smithing. My father has set me up with a beautiful shop where I can hone my talent. I am extraordinarily proud of my blossoming skills, yet recently, whenever I’ve shown Diamond Tiara a new project, she simply groans and walks away… I wish I had someone to ogle my work like the Cutie Mark Crusaders do of theirs. I have very few other friends besides Diamond Tiara, though I wonder if I should even be calling her a “friend”, now that I think about it.
I wonder if I should even be friends with someone so black anymore…
Yes. It is true. I am almost certain Diamond Tiara acts as she does out of jealousy, more than anything else. I have seen her as we watch them, each showing off their true talents in moments of brilliance so bright she turns green with envy.
“Just look at how plain their cutie marks will be!” she often mutters. “I don’t know WHY they can’t see them!”
She then gets even angrier, intent on bringing them down even faster with her taunts… Recently, she has muttered a few things in my presence even I disapprove of.
“When are you going to stop working on that and help me?”
“Why do you have to get your hooves so dirty?”
And my personal… “favourite”: “Stop working on that junk so we can think of ways to destroy those Cutie Mark Crusaders!”
But what would Diamond Tiara say if she caught me? Would it be insulting? Would I see betrayal? Would she, Celestia forbid, get violent with me? We had created that wonderful team atmosphere… the cheer, the greeting, the secret hoofshake… she wouldn’t do that to me, would she? No… she wouldn’t. Why would it be me getting “caught”, anyway? I was the one who decided to talk with them. I decided of my own free will what to do. So what was holding me back?
…I wonder if this is what’s called an “abusive relationship?”
Maybe she was trying to keep me alone, so I didn’t know of other friendships. She had also recently become mean and insulting to my last two remaining friends other than her. She had even become more selfish than I had ever seen… and it had been scaring me fairly badly. Come to think of it, she would haunt me when I talked to those friends, making snide and uncalled-for comments behind my back to them… they told me themselves this was the case.
Maybe Diamond Tiara’s friendship is no longer healthy for me, as my daddy claims.
I begin reflecting on how she spoke of me early in our lives, like I was the only one who mattered in the world. Even as a foal-filly, she made you feel special. Yet as she grew older, she had become more rebellious to the strict lifestyle she had grown up within, even though her father had tried to introduce normal aspects of life to her. She had become meaner, more callous, and certainly more degrading.
It only got worse after she got her cutie mark.
Thinking herself the princess, that tiara perched ever so perfectly on her head, she began teasing those without their cutie marks. I joined in initially because it was fun and there seemed to be minimal feelings being hurt. I was also relieved to finally have a friend with a cutie mark, having myself been the only one in class with one for the longest time…
…Wait. I was teased just as badly for being an “early flankie”... as we teased Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle for being "blank flanks"… Oh boy, have I screwed up bad.
Today was especially bad, however. We were doing our usual, harmless teasing routine, when out of the blue Diamond Tiara started teasing Scootaloo about being a chicken in the middle of the whole class. How she managed to get that idea into her head, I honestly have no clue. She kept beating poor Scootaloo with that idea until the coltish filly blew up, accused both of us of some kind of conspiracy, beat the tar out of Diamond, and took off. Still, Diamond continued her verbal tirade against the rest of the Crusaders. It got to a point where I couldn't take it anymore and stormed off in tears, having had quite enough of her antics. This led to me bearing witness to a fight between the Cutie Mark Crusaders about who let her know, which left their friendship on the verge of collapse...
That settles it. I have made up my mind. If she's going to do that to those poor souls, I think it is high time I made some new friends, regardless of what she says about them.
Tomorrow, I shall go and talk with Apple Bloom and apologize. Hopefully it is not too late to start over.
The silver filly approached the school. Noticing her acquaintance was not there that day, she nervously made her way into the schoolyard, towards a lone, butter-coloured redhead with a pink bow in her mane.
“Apple Bloom,” she said.
Her schoolyard acquaintance greeted her with the same disdain she had come to hate: “Oh, Silver Spoon… what do you want?”
The filly hesitated, just for a second. She swallowed and pulled off her glasses. Lowing before the one she had driven into the ground, she took a long breath.
“We... we need to talk…”
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This is excellent. I demand an epilogue!
This is amazing. It really takes a look at that whole, "evil assistant," portrayal. An epilogue would be nice to see.
Likewise! We didn't see too much of Silver Spoon, so I guess some fanon character development is in order!
Upvoted, faved and tracked.
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Thank you! I just might do an epilogue... or maybe one for each Crusader and Diamond Tiara... I don't quite know yet. 
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I was trying to pick a word that had the same impact, but "ponanity" just sounded too clumsy to me to be effective.
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The day is not wasted - I learned something new! 
Okay, I was about to use that, but... well, I guess I'm glad I didn't now!
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I like that one. A lot, actually... Minor edit go! Thanks!
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Why not just go with a simple, "For the love of Celestia!" or something to that effect.
A nice, concise, touching read. I do hope you'll release an epilogue of sorts.
Wow, nice oneshot, buddy. Your expansion on Silver Spoon's character was very good. On a side note, I always thought that SS had the potential to break out of the whole "snobbish girl" thing, actually seeming to care for Diamond Tiara's feelings.
You should make an ending to this
I really liked it and this is my second favorite Silver Spoon bashing on Diamond Tiara and deciding she's tired of being a lackey/chronie fic. Let's face it DT is for a lack of better words an abrasive bitch and hell even Silver should stand up for herself. You do a good job at painting her as sympathetic and regretful for what she's done.
I wanna see a spinoff where Snails is done following Snips lead and stops acting like a moron. Kinda like like how Silver isn't a bitch, but this time Snails is actually a lot smarter than anyone thinks. He got a 2400(highest score possible) on the SAT's which blows everyone away.
Oh, Silver, why are you so misunderstood?
Seriously though, I love the idea of Silver Spoon just being peer-pressured and regretting her friendship with Diamond. This is very skillfully written; the word choice and style are incredibly intelligent, and one can really feel what she feels. Liked, and take these:
5/5
What a fantastic read. Here's to another one hoping for an epilogue of some sort.
Woot! 20 minutes in the Top Ten popular fics at number 10 earlier this morning! Thanks, FIMFiction!
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And rightfully so, this is glorious. Favorite earned!
It's always nice to see Silver Spoon portrayed in a positive light and I think you did it very well in this one, I like the introspection and how she begins to think of Diamond Tiara as she does but also her thoughts on the Cutie Mark Crusaders. Very well done
I'm also happy to find somebody else who thinks that Silver Spoon would make an excellent Silversmith, but am also kind of saddened because now it won't be an original idea in the story I'm working on. Still, you have my thanks for an excellent story
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Oh well. That's what happens when inspiration buck-slaps me. Glad to see a mind that agrees!
Upvoted so. Frakking. Hard.
Twenty-four hours in the Most Popular Fics.
Thank you, FimFiction!
The first twenty minutes at number 10.
The idea behind Diamond's jealousy is a tricky one.
More often than not, authors seem to look for ways to punish the character by making her special talent "useless"; blatantly going against everything cutie marks stand for in the first place.
I honestly don't believe Diamond Tiara's special talent is "wearing a tiara", but leadership. The school paper flourished under her supervision, and she had even the Crusaders fired up. The Gabby Gums escapade hurt a lot of ponies, of course- but it wouldn't have had so much publicity if that wasn't precisely what the readers wanted.
So, while that might work as a reason for her behaviour, it's also terribly unfortunate- because there are no useless cutie marks, and if she believes her's to be she should be pitied.
Amazing. I love fanfics about Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara. You got Silver Spoon's voice down perfectly. Favorited!
I always thought that Silver was the mindless tagalong, and craved the idea of her going apeshit on Diamond and beating the tar out of her
Wow, this is very well written. I've always had the idea that Silver Spoon wasn't as bad as she seemed when she was the first to clap after Granny Smith's story. I really like this portrayal of Silver Spoon and until the writers show us something different this is the image of Silver Spoon i'm sticking with.
5/5
I want them to make an episode based on this.
"Oh, the equinity!"
I see what ya did there! :D
Tres bien, mon ami! I'm kinda jealous of this. :p Zut awesome nonetheless~
Very good. It's always nice to see something a bit deeper than the "rich kids" teasing the blank flanks all the time and not knowing what their problem is.
I wonder if I should even be friends with someone so black anymore…
...er.
This is just the beginning?!?!
I really want to destroy diamond tiara right now.
Inverse the italics... Written words (Like in a book) in a story should be in Italics, whereas the actions should be normal.
Aka:
The book read, He who reads a book, writes in Italics, to which the student wrote a note beside, Also let it note that if a character writes something, it should also show in italics. Even after the student was finished and as closed the book he continued, 'Other uses of italics can be of thoughts such as this one,' He then laughed and said aloud, "But that's presumed knowledge anyway."
Like, Favorite, Watch.
644185 So now Chuck Finley's a brony too? ........yeah, ok, that's good in my book.
712778 I'm thinking it's an expression to show how dark her personality has become. So dark, no light could be seen through it. ........if, um, if a personality were a solid object, that is.
This fic came highly recommended, but after reading the first chapter, I just don't think it's for me. I can't help but feel like it tries to hard to whitewash and absolve Silver Spoon, making her out as almost another victim to a supposedly tyrannical Diamond Tiara who is made to bear the entire burden of sin for what the two have been observed doing on the show (and more). So for me at least, this falls flat as a redemption story by seemingly presenting Silver Spoon only as misunderstood without ever having to really confront her own demons. Maybe it gets better in the subsequent chapters, but this first one has left me with little desire to continue any further... sorry.
Still, the prose itself seems quite well written, so good work on that front.
Huh... This is really, really purple in places...
2687673 Very purple, yes.
This was quite good. An error: silver-smithy technques *silver-smith techniques*
Dats 1 word with human down, 99 to go
An interesting start. Your portrayal of silver has inky confirmed to me to make her an actual nice filly in my on Fic. And I hope you don't mind that I also use that silver smithing idea. I think that would explain silver's talent.
I good start and I will surely enjoy the rest.
This is good. Silver Spoon is one of my favorite of the school ponies and I've never felt she was as mean as dt, so good job.