That Which We All Call Home
Equestria, a fortnight ago...
"This spell's no good. No, that won't do it either." Princess Twilight Sparkle paced in a circle in her library. Nearby, Flurry Heart sat on a chair, hands folded in her lap as she watched her aunt freak out. Finally, Twilight threw several books across the room with her magic and let out an aggravated groan of defeat. "I give up. Discord!" she yelled, her horn flaring with alicorn magic.
In a bright flash, Discord appeared. "Well hello, Princess!" he said. "And what can I do for you today?"
Twilight waved a hoof at Flurry Heart. Discord blinked. "Well don't look at me, I didn't do it," he said.
"I know you didn't," Twilight said. "Flurry did this to herself."
"Did she now?" Discord asked, raising a bushy eyebrow. He looked Flurry up and down and tsked. "Well, whatever research materials she was using, they were clearly very detailed...well, except for the part where humans don't have pony heads and wings."
"It was supposed to go all the way," Flurry said. "I just messed up."
"And now she's stuck like this and I can't undo it," Twilight explained. "I've tried, Luna's tried, Celestia's tried, Cadance...just bursts into tears every time she looks at Flurry..." She shook her head. "Even Starlight Glimmer tried to fix this. None of us can figure out how to reverse it." She looked up at Discord. "You're our last hope."
Discord hummed thoughtfully. "Can't do it, sorry," he said.
"What?" Twilight demanded. "But...but you're Discord! Master of chaos! If this isn't chaos, I don't know what is!"
"Oh, I could certainly change her into anything under Celestia's vast and expansive sun," Discord said. He grinned wickedly. "But there's a hitch."
"What hitch?" Twilight asked warily.
"I can't fix this because Flurry herself doesn't want it fixed," Discord said simply.
Twilight blinked. "What?" She glanced at Flurry, who ducked her head and scuffed the floor with a soft, fleshy human foot.
"Go ahead, Flurry dear," Discord said with a hint of pride. "Tell your Auntie Twiley the truth."
Flurry blushed. "Umm...I like that I have a sexy human body but still have all my magic?" she offered. "I mean, this was an accident, and I guess I was a little freaked out at first when I realized I was stuck this way, but..." She shrugged. "I mean, I don't really see a downside to this." She smiled her best 'please be proud of me' smile at her aunt.
Twilight sighed and shook her head. "Good grief," she muttered. "Right, so..." She looked at Discord again. "That still doesn't explain why you can't just snap your talons and put her back to normal. I've seen you handle bigger magical messes!"
Discord rolled his eyes (down a tiny bowling lane that appeared in the middle of the floor; one went into the gutter while the other left a 7-10 split). "I don't know where you got the idea that I'm a bottle of magical correction fluid—" In a flash, he turned into a thick brown bottle with a large white teardrop-shaped logo on the front, which sprouted his face. "—but I simply can't be called upon for every silly little magical mishap you ponies get into. Now, if it was a catastrophe, like that whole Changeling debacle a while back? Then yes, I'd be only too happy to help. But this? This either needs to sort itself out, or..."
"Or?" Twilight asked, dread creeping into her voice.
"Or you visit the other world to go shopping for bras," Discord said with a smirk. "Because with breasts like those, Flurry's going to need them." And with that, he vanished.
Twilight deflated. "Wonderful," she muttered.
* * * * *
Dawn's royal purple electric mini-SUV cruised through the suburbs, her favorite neo-alt-rock stream playing as Flurry watched the scenery go by. "This is pretty cool!" Flurry said.
"Yeah, I like this band," Dawn agreed.
"Huh? No...well, yeah, the music too, but I mean this thing we're riding in," Flurry said. "It's like you've got your own little tiny train except you can go wherever you want in it!"
Dawn laughed. "That's...an interesting way to look at it," she said. She cleared her throat awkwardly. "Umm...look, not that it's any of my business or anything, but...you're not seriously gonna do it with that dork Blaze, are you?"
"Well, I'd like to," Flurry said. "Why?" She grinned, her ears perking up. "He your boyfriend?"
"No!" Dawn said hotly. "I mean...okay, we went out a couple of times, but he's seriously like, all the worst parts of his mom and almost none of her good parts. I mean, okay, he's not a bad person, and if you need help with something he's always there to help, but..." She shook her head. "He thinks he's God's gift to women and he never lets up about it."
"Hm," Flurry mused. "Well...that sucks, I guess. But honestly? I don't really care about any of that, I'm just interested in his dick and what it can do for me."
Dawn turned green. "Ugh, you are obsessed," she said. "Just...just don't do anything stupid, alright?"
"I literally just said I was gonna do Prism Blaze," Flurry said with a smirk.
Dawn let out a bark of laughter. "Nice one!" She pulled into the driveway of a modest two-story house with a two-car garage. A black muscle car was parked in the garage; rather than pulling into the other space next to it, she parked behind it and turned off the engine. "Looks like Dad's home," she muttered. "This'll be interesting." She glanced at Flurry and frowned. "Can you cover up a little better? I'd rather not have you flopping out all over the place."
Flurry stuck her tongue out at Dawn, but pulled her robe closed and tightened the sash, then undid her seat belt and got out of the car.
"We'll head to my room first," Dawn said as she got out. "Can't do anything about underwear for you, but I'm pretty sure I can at least get you into a T-shirt and shorts that'll fit until Mom gets here."
"Thanks," Flurry said. As they walked through a gate that led around to the back porch, Flurry quietly asked, "Umm...are you mad at me or anything? Or..." She fidgeted. "I mean, my being here's not...do I bother you?"
Dawn blinked. "No, not really," she said. "I mean, you're...well...very confusing and it's gonna take a while to get used to you, but you seem pretty nice."
"So...you think maybe we can be friends?" Flurry asked hopefully.
Dawn smiled. "I hope so, because if not, living in the same house is gonna be awkward." She unlocked the door, and the two girls walked into the house. "Dad?" Dawn called. After a long moment with no response, Dawn shook her head. "He's either asleep, in the shower, or in the basement," she decided as she slipped off her heels and picked them up loosely with two fingers of one hand. "Come on, let's get you changed."
Flurry followed Dawn upstairs and into a modest bedroom with a twin bed, a study desk with a computer, a dresser, a medium-sized flatscreen TV with a few gadgets connected to it, and shelves on the walls with a smattering of books, video discs, and knick-knacks. Dawn loosely tossed her shoes into her open closet. "We'll get the guest room set up for you afterwhile," Dawn said as she rummaged through her dresser. "Right now, I just wanna get comfortable and chill for a little bit." She pulled out two pairs of shorts and two T-shirts, one dark blue and one hot pink. She tossed the blue shirt and a pair of denim shorts to Flurry, who caught them in her magic. "Will that be okay?"
"Mm-hmm," Flurry said, eyeing the clothing. "It'll do for now. When I get some clothes of my own, I'll have to fix them so my wings and tail won't..." She grimaced. "I hope you guys have a sewing machine." She set the clothes on Dawn's bed, then shrugged off her robe and stepped out of her slippers.
Dawn bit her lip. "Might have to get Mom's friend Rarity to help with that, she has a studio downtown. We'll ask Mom when she gets back." She looked Flurry up and down. "So, umm...you really turned yourself into that? From a pony?"
"Yeah," Flurry said. She put her hands on her hips. "What do you think? I mean, really."
Dawn snorted. "Well, you know what the boys like, I'll give you that," she said as she peeled off her jacket and hung it in the closet. She shuffled her feet awkwardly. "Umm...so...I gotta change too, so—"
Flurry smiled. "We're both girls, right?" she said. "I mean..." Her ears drooped. "Oh. You mean changing in front of me makes you uncomfortable."
"Well..." Dawn shrugged. "I guess not, I mean, I change clothes in front of other girls for gym class all the time." She started to strip off her shirt, then paused, glancing at Flurry and tilting her head.
Flurry blinked. "Dawn? Something wrong?"
Dawn's brow furrowed as she walked up to Flurry, leaning in close with her eyes narrowed. "Huh," she said, reaching out and brushing a hand across Flurry's bare shoulder. "You've got fur. I didn't notice that before." She traced a finger along Flurry's collarbone. "It's really fine, though, more like really light fuzz..."
Flurry blushed faintly. "Y-yeah," she said. "Auntie Twiley told me humans don't have coats the way ponies do, but I didn't...quite manage to get rid of mine all the way." She ducked her head. "Is it...is it weird?"
"Yeah," Dawn said absently. "Well, no, it's...actually kinda neat, I think." She ran her hand along Flurry's shoulder, feeling the faint fuzz tickle her fingers and palm. Then, she cupped Flurry's left breast in one hand and gave it a light squeeze. "Feels like a really big peach," she said, shaking her head. She let go and stepped back; noticing Flurry's blush, her eyes widened. "Oh. Um." She coughed. "S-sorry." Her own cheeks turned bright red. "I, uhh...didn't mean to—"
"N-no, it's...it's alright," Flurry said. "I just wasn't expecting that." She grabbed the shorts from the bed and pulled them up her legs, seating them as high up on her butt as she could before her tail got in the way, then pulled the shirt over her head and tried to get everything, both front and back, settled comfortably. Dawn, completely red in the face, shucked her top and skirt, and put on her own shorts and T-shirt. Once the two girls were dressed, they looked at each other, burst into giggles, and headed downstairs.
* * * * *
Prism Blaze found his mother, Rainbow Dash, in the living room when he got home. She was sprawled out on the sofa, clad only in panties and a loose tanktop; she had a bottle of cider in one hand and was sound asleep, snoring loudly as an old Daring Do movie played on their wall-sized ultra-def TV. Snorting, Blaze walked over to the sofa, jammed a hand down Rainbow's tank top, and gave her boob a hard squeeze.
"GYAAH!" Rainbow cried, jerking abruptly awake. "Oh. Hey Priz. 'Sup?"
Blaze shook his head and took the mostly-empty cider bottle, walking to the kitchen and setting it by the sink. He rummaged around in the fridge and came up with two root beers, then headed back to the sofa and handed Rainbow one before settling down in the recliner perpendicular to the sofa. "You're not gonna believe what happened today," he said, tossing his phone to his mother.
Rainbow, confused, swiped the screen. She blinked at the pictures that came up. "Dafuq?" She blinked again, shaking her head. "What's this, a new Pestergram filter?"
Blaze snorted. "Get this, this horse chick from Equestria just showed up butt naked in the middle of lunch." He explained, briefly, the arrival of Flurry Heart and the subsequent arrival of Princess Twilight Sparkle. "So Flurry's sticking around for a bit." With a lascivious grin, he added, "Oh, and I'm pretty sure she's gonna be...stopping by, if you know what I mean."
Rainbow snickered. "Nice. So Twilight came through the portal today, huh? Wish Sunset had told me, I haven't seen her in ages."
"Eh, she was here for about five minutes," Blaze said indifferently. "Besides, I don't see the big deal. I mean, she looks like Dusk's mom, just...with a fancy dress and a makeover." He shrugged. "I think I like Dusk's mom better, actually. She's got that hot nerdy MILF thing goin' on. This other Twilight was just..." He frowned thoughtfully. "She didn't seem real, somehow. Like, you know, one of those old goddesses you read about in mythology."
Rainbow chuckled. "Yeah, that's a princess from Equestria alright. I'll never forget the one time we all met Princess Celestia." She shivered. "Yikes." She looked at the pictures on Blaze's phone again, then tossed it back to him. She stood up and stretched. "Guess I better get cleaned up," she said. "Gotta do a thing in...crap, an hour and a half. You good for dinner?"
"Yeah, think I'm gonna order a pizza," Blaze said.
"Cool." Rainbow wandered off to shower. Blaze watched her saunter away, his eyes never leaving her tight, panty-clad ass.
Just because she was his mother didn't mean he couldn't enjoy the show, after all.
* * * * *
Flurry examined the apple she'd just bitten into. "If I didn't know better, I'd swear this was a Sweet Apple Acres apple," she said.
"It is," Dawn said. The two girls sat on the living room sofa, each with a bottle of water and an apple; Dawn was browsing the channel guide on the TV. "Perks of Mom being friends with Miss Applejack, we always get the best apples straight from the farm."
Flurry took another bite. "Not quite as good as the ones back in Equestria, but I guess that's because there's no earth pony magic here," she decided. "Still, pretty good." She turned her gaze to the TV. "So what's this thing again?"
"The TV? It's...well, you'll get the idea," Dawn said. She settled on a reality show about a bakery, then leaned back. "Nothing really good on right now," she said, taking a swig of water. They heard a door open elsewhere in the house, followed by the thump of footsteps on stairs. "And there's Dad," Dawn said. "So he was in the basement..."
"Dawn? You home?" a man's voice called from the hallway.
"Yeah Dad," Dawn called back.
A man walked into the room. He was tall, with a lean but somewhat toned build that suggested he took care of himself but didn't necessarily spend time working out at the gym. He had peach-colored skin and blue hair that was cut short in front and on the sides, but hung loose and unkempt in the back. A scrub of dark blue stubble covered his chin. He wore an unbuttoned grey flannel shirt with the arms torn off over a black T-shirt with a shield-and-lightning-bolt emblem on the front, faded blue jeans, and dingy sweatsocks.
Flurry blinked. "Captain Sentry?" She nearly dropped her apple. "Did...did Mom send you to take me back? But...but she said—"
"Calm down, Flurry, this is just my dad," Dawn said.
Flash Sentry stared at Flurry, blinking. He rubbed his eyes, then looked again. His mouth worked soundlessly for a moment. "...what the—?"
"Dad, this is Flurry Heart," Dawn said. "Basically, she's visiting from Equestria and she's staying with us for a while."
Flash pursed his lips. He walked fully into the room, peering curiously at Flurry. "Huh," he said. "I mean, I've seen the girls pony up a million times, but they never went full horse like this."
Flurry laughed sheepishly. "Transformation spell gone wrong," she said. "Tried to turn myself human, ended up stuck like this."
"I see," Flash said slowly. "And...you thought I was...?"
"Well, you look like Flash Sentry, Captain of the Crystal Guard," Flurry said.
"He is Flash Sentry," Dawn said, "but he isn't captain of anything here."
"Nope, no captaining here," Flash said with a chuckle. "Just a session guitarist and plain old slacker dad."
Dawn frowned at her dad. "You're taking the alien pony girl awfully calmly," she said.
Flash shrugged. "When I proposed to your mom, she took me to Equestria because she felt like I needed to really understand everything. Once you've seen Equestria with your own eyes, nothing really fazes you anymore."
"Wish my mom and dad felt that way," Flurry muttered. She glanced at Dawn. "You've never been to Equestria?"
Dawn shook her head. "Mom never really saw the point in taking me and I never asked to go. I mean, I know all about it, I've seen Mom and her friends' magic and the portal and all that, but I've never gone through." She shrugged. "Don't really want to. Err...no offense."
"None taken," Flurry assured her.
Flash coughed. "So...you're staying with us for a while?" he asked.
"Yeah," Flurry said. "It's kind of a long story, but basically I'm here to make friends and get away from the Crystal Palace for a bit."
"I..see," Flash said. He glanced at her horn. "And, umm...you have...unicorn magic?"
"That's right," Flurry said, nodding. She levitated a throw pillow and floated it around the room. "That's why I'm not freaking out about being stuck like this. I've got the sexy body I wanted and all my magic." She shrugged. "I mean, Mom's still freaking out about it, but I'm cool with this."
"Well okay then," Flash said after an awkward pause. "Dawn, is your mom working late?"
"She's doing a little clothes shopping for Flurry," Dawn said. "Said she'll grab dinner on the way home."
"Cool," Flash said. "Well I'm gonna be in the den. Let me know when Sunset gets home." With that, he ambled off.
"Your dad seems nice," Flurry said.
"He's pretty cool," Dawn said.
"He's way cooler than the Flash Sentry back in Equestria," Flurry said, rolling her eyes. "He's such a weiner..."
* * * * *
"And you're...absolutely sure about this, Your Highness?"
Princess Cadance sighed. "Yes, Captain Sentry. I promise you, Flurry will be safe in the human world. She's still got her magic, she's under the watchful care of Princess Twilight's good friend Sunset Shimmer..." She shrugged with her wings. "Honestly? This could be the best thing for her right now." With a smirk, she added, "At least this way you won't have as many...incident reports to deal with."
Flash Sentry grimaced. "These recruits," he said, shaking his head. "I swear to Celestia, they can't keep it sheathed for five seconds..."
Cadance giggled. "It's funny hearing that from you, Flash," she said teasingly. "Remember when you were just a regular guard, and how you kept trying to—"
"Please, Your Highness," Flash said in a pained voice. "I don't need to be reminded of how I used to constantly embarrass myself around Princess Twilight." He sighed and shook his head. "I was a different pony back in those days. A different pony..."
Cadance rolled her eyes. "Oh, for Celestia's sake, you're not some war-weary old soldier with battle scars," she said. "The worst thing you've ever had to deal with was Shining Armor chasing you all around the Crystal Empire hurling water balloons full of ink at you." She snickered. "I've seen him do a lot of dorky things, but that..."
Flash chuckled. "Yeah, that...I gotta admit, in hindsight, that was pretty funny..." He sighed. "Okay, so you're absolutely sure Princess Flurry is safe?"
Cadance smirked. "If it makes you feel any better, I hear Sunset Shimmer's husband is the other world's Flash Sentry. So in a way, you're still looking out for her."
Flash blinked, then shook his head. "Yeah, I'll still never get used to that idea," he said. He sighed. "Other me is a lucky bastard," he added under his breath.
"Yes. Yes he is..."
* * * * *
Bibi strolled through the staff door of Party Cave, the party store/bakery/catering/party planning business her parents owned. Putting her bag in a locker, she grabbed her nametag and clipped it to her sweater, then walked through the swinging double doors into the vast catering kitchen. Immediately, she spotted her mother, Pinkie Pie, hard at work mixing batter. "Hi Mom," she called.
"Hey Bibi!" Pinkie exclaimed cheerfully. "Can you gimme a hand? I've got a two-layer ready that needs the number three set. Card's next to the cake."
"Sure," Bibi said, heading to the cooling cake her mother pointed at and pulling out various icing bags and decorating tips.
"How was school?" Pinkie asked as she poured batter into a pan and sprinkled candy-coated chocolate candies into it.
"It was okay," Bibi said. "Made a new friend."
"Oooh! Who is it? Is it a boy or a girl? What are they like? Do you want to throw a new friend party?"
Bibi rolled her eyes. "Well, you probably might," she said. "Her name is Flurry Heart—"
Pinkie let out a loud gasp; confetti and balloons exploded out of her hair with loud noisemaker sounds. "PRINCESS Flurry Heart?!" she exclaimed. "From Equestria?"
"That's right," Bibi said.
Pinkie squealed excitedly. "I haven't seen Flurry since she was a teeny-tiny little foal!" she said. "Wow, that brings back memories..."
"Yeah, well, she turned herself into some kind of pony girl. Like how you and your friends look when you pony up, only...more pony. In the face."
Pinkie frowned. "Like a cartoon character?"
"Yeah, like that."
"Wow," Pinkie said. "So what, her mom and dad decided to send her here to make friends because they couldn't deal with a half-pony half-human daughter running around and thought maybe Sunset Shimmer could handle it better?"
"Something like that," Bibi said. "Also apparently she's a slut."
Pinkie blinked. "Huh. Did not see that coming." She shook her head. "Guess I need to break out the pan for a dick cake."
"Oh god NO, Mom!" Bibi cried, almost squirting vanilla icing across the room.
The door between the kitchen and the store opened, and a tall, gangly man with golden-brown skin and long, curly brown hair walked in, wearing a loud yellow Hawaiian shirt and khakis. "Hello, happy family!" he called.
"Hey Dad," Bibi said.
"Hey Cheesie," Pinkie said. "Perfect timing, we've got an important party to plan!"
"I know," Cheese Sandwich said. "My Cheesie Sense told me we do." He glanced at Bibi. "It also told me Bibi's being a buzzkill again."
"I am NOT being a buzzkill!" Bibi exclaimed. "I just don't want Mom embarrassing me in front of all my friends by showing up for Flurry's welcome-to-CHS party with a dick cake!"
"Aww, but I like embarrassing you!" Pinkie whined. "It's half the fun of having a daughter!"
Bibi sighed. "I noticed," she muttered as she went back to work on the cake.
* * * * *
Cinnamon Apple grimaced as she killed the engine of her ancient pickup and got out, wincing at the soreness in her butt, thighs, and shoulders. "Dammit all, Ah don't wanna spend another whole weekend gittin' this suspension fixed." Shaking her head and slamming the door, she grabbed her backpack out of the bed of the truck and walked around to the kitchen door at the back of the farm house. The kitchen windows were open; as usual, sweet smells wafted out, enticing and mouth-watering. She pushed open the door and entered. "Ah'm home," she said.
Her mother, as expected, was busy bustling around the kitchen, rolling dough and simmering spiced fruits on the stove, her long purple hair held back by a pair of scrunchies, one at the nape of her neck, the other near the end. "Welcome home, sweetie," Sugar Belle said. "How was your day?"
"A mite confusin'," Cinnamon said. "Ah'll tell you all about it soon as Ah make sense of it mahself." She glanced at the other woman in the room, who sat at the kitchen table playing with her phone. "Howdy Auntie Apple Bloom!"
Apple Bloom smiled. "Howdy yerself," she said. "Wanna sit an' chat a spell?"
Cinnamon grimaced. "Can't," she said. "Got a truckload of homework an' Ah promised Papa Ah'd fix that dang loose drainpipe." She sighed. "Jes' gonna go change inta some old work duds an' take care of that before supper." She frowned. "Where's Auntie Applejack?"
"Oh, she had to head out to Appleloosa this morning," Sugar Belle said. "Braeburn came down with the flu, so Applejack's filling in for him at the rodeo."
Apple Bloom stood up. "Think Ah'll help ya with that drainpipe," she said. "Need t' stretch mah legs a bit anyway."
"Much obliged," Cinnamon said.
Several minutes later, Cinnamon and her aunt were back outside, dressed in patched, frayed old work clothes, bent over a rattling drainpipe that creaked in the wind. "So," Apple Bloom said cheerfully, "tell me all about that horse gal that showed up today."
Cinnamon blinked. "How'n th' hell'd you know about that?"
Apple Bloom grinned. "Ain't nothin' that goes on at CHS that Ah don't know about," she said. "Or did you forget Ah'm best friends with y'all's guidance counselor?"
Cinnamon chuckled. "Well now, that's true enough," she said. As they got to work, she told Apple Bloom everything she knew about Flurry Heart...
* * * * *
Alto Sax stepped off the bus, his schoolbag slung over his shoulder and his saxophone case weighing heavily in his off hand, and walked the last block to the apartment building where his family lived. Music practice had run long and had been exhausting, and on top of all the other drama of he day, he was sore, weary, and wanted nothing more than a long, hot bath and an early bed.
Once he was inside, he slipped out of his shoes and left them on the cubby by the door, next to his father's worn-out velcro sneakers and his mother's shiny heels. His father was, as usual, parked on the living room sofa, eyes narrowed in concentration as he played the latest video game he was obsessed with. A door opened further in the house, and his mother emerged from the master bedroom, her hair wrapped up in a fluffy towel as she padded barefoot into the living room. "Welcome home, Alto!" she said.
"Mother," Alto greeted. "You've already taken a bath?"
Sweetie Belle nodded as she headed for the kitchen. "Wanted to get it out of the way early," she said. "It's all yours."
"Thank you," Alto said simply. As he passed through the living room, he nodded to the red-haired man on the sofa. "Father."
Button Mash grunted something that might be a greeting, never taking his eyes off his game.
"Don't forget to eat dinner!" Sweetie Belle called as Alto left the living room.
"I don't feel especially hungry," Alto said. "Just exhausted. I might retire early."
"Oh. Well...okay, honey," Sweetie Belle said. "I love you!"
"I love you too, Mother."
* * * * *
A couple of hours passed before Sunset Shimmer arrived, carrying a few bags of Chineighse takeout. "Dawn? I've got stuff in the car, can you get it for me?"
"I'll get it," Flash said, giving his wife a kiss on the cheek before heading out to the garage.
"Mmm, something smells good," Flurry said as she followed Dawn into the kitchen, where Sunset started unpacking the takeout bags, setting square paper cartons in neat rows on the counter.
Sunset paused for a moment. "Crap, I forgot," she said. She looked up at Flurry seriously. "Okay, let's get this one out of the way right off the bat. We eat a lot of meat in this world. Mostly meat from pigs, cows, and chickens."
Flurry nodded. "Yeah, I kinda figured that out."
"We...had that talk after a bunch of ads for burger places on TV," Dawn said.
"Oh," Sunset said. "Well. That's helpful." She pursed her lips. "Will you be alright with that, Flurry?"
Flurry shrugged. "I guess," she said. "I mean, if it's what you eat here, it's what you eat. It's not like I've never had fish or chicken before."
"True," Sunset nodded. "I imagine you would have at some point."
"And technically you've already eaten pork and beef," Dawn pointed out. "That pizza we had after school had pepperoni on it."
"I wondered what that was," Flurry mused.
While Flash hauled in several bags with the Navy Blue logo on the sides, Dawn and Flurry helped Sunset set the table. "By the way, Auntie Sunset," Flurry said as she floated half the cartons to the table with her magic, "I'm probably gonna need your Rarity's help altering all my clothes."
"Oh?" Sunset asked.
"Wings, tail," Flurry pointed out.
"Oh," Sunset said, eyes wide. "I didn't even think about that. Okay, I'll call Rarity after dinner and let her know. Guess I'll have to drive you over to her place tomorrow before work." She frowned. "Actually, maybe I'd better take the day off tomorrow, help you get settled in."
"Sorry to put you to so much trouble," Flurry said.
"Oh, it's no trouble," Sunset said with a reassuring smile.
Once everyone sat down around the table, they filled their plates with various Chineighse dishes, egg rolls, and rice. Sunset passed chopsticks around the table; Flurry watched her hosts break the chopsticks apart and attack their food with gusto. She frowned and tried to duplicate the feat, but try as she might, she couldn't get the little bamboo sticks to work together to pick anything up. Finally, with a groan of frustration, she gave up and used her magic to levitate bites of food to her mouth. "This is good," she said around a mouthful of sweet and sour pork.
"Oh crap, I'm sorry," Sunset said. "Would you like a fork instead? We're so used to using chopsticks with Chineighse..."
"It's cool," Flurry said. "I'm good like this."
"This is kinda fun to watch," Dawn said, eyes wide with wonder as she watched food float off Flurry's plate and into her muzzle. Flash chuckled; Sunset groaned.
"So Flurry," Sunset asked, "I have to ask..." She paused, seeming to weigh her words carefully. "From the sound of things, you're having trouble making friends back home. Is it...is it because you're the Crystal Princess? Or is it something else?"
Flurry frowned. "It's definitely something else," she said. "Like a total lack of ponies my age in the Crystal Empire."
"Really?" Dawn asked. "How come?"
"Yeah, that seems...odd," Sunset added curiously.
Flurry shook her head. "It's...how much do you know about the Crystal Empire?"
"Not much," Sunset admitted. "I know about the crystal ponies, the Crystal Heart, and King Sombra. I know your mom and dad rule it. Beyond that, I don't really know much of anything." She chuckled ruefully. "I'm kinda behind the times on a lot of what goes on in Equestria..."
Flurry nodded. "Well, the thing is..." She paused for a bite of rice. "The crystal ponies...they're not having babies."
Sunset, Dawn, and Flash blinked at that. "They're not?" Sunset asked.
"They can't," Flurry added. "They're also not aging." She shrugged. "It took us several years to realize anything was wrong, and we almost had a crisis when a wave of depression swept through the Empire and the Crystal Heart stopped working." At Dawn and Flash's confused glances, she added, "Long story."
"The good spirits and feelings of love of the Crystal Empire power a relic that keeps the eternal winter that surrounds the Empire at bay," Sunset explained crisply. "It also keeps out anything dangerous."
"Right," Flurry agreed, noting the bewildered expressions on the other two humans' faces. "Anyway, the crystal ponies are frozen in time. They're not getting older, they can't have any new children. All the kids in the Crystal Empire are, well...kids forever." She grimaced. "And even the ones that are 'around my age' won't be sooner or later. I had some friends when I was younger, but..." She sighed. "I grew up, they didn't, and then..." She shrugged. "I mean, it shouldn't matter, but it does, you know?"
"Oh my god," Dawn said quietly. "I can't even imagine that."
"How do they not go insane?" Flash wondered.
"Pretty much by being a living history museum," Flurry said with a frown. "Or tourist attraction, depending on how you look at it. Sunburst and some of the other researchers are trying to find a way to dispel whatever's keeping them all frozen in time. They're pretty sure it's part of King Sombra's curse."
An uncomfortable silence fell over the table, punctuated only by the sounds of clacking chopsticks and ice clinking in cups.
"Hey Auntie Sunset?"
"Yeah?"
"That boy Dusk, the one with the glasses...he's the other Twilight's kid?"
"Yeah, he's her son, why?"
Flurry frowned thoughtfully. "But Auntie Twiley doesn't have any kids. I mean, Dusk Horizon doesn't exist in Equestria."
Sunset shrugged. "Well neither does Dawn," she pointed out. "And there's no Flurry Heart in this world except you."
Flurry blinked. "...what?"
"This world's Cadance and Shining Armor aren't...well, anything to each other, really." Sunset waved her chopsticks around. "That's the thing about this world, it's not a perfect match to Equestria. Just because two ponies got together and had a family there, it doesn't mean their counterparts got together here. And vice versa."
Flurry shuddered. "A world where my mom and dad never got together and I was never born...that's a little creepy."
* * * * *
The first thing Dusk Horizon saw when he opened the front door was a small purple blur shooting out into the yard. He chuckled, shook his head, and stepped back, watching his mother's dog Spike dash excitedly around, sniffing everything. "Hey," he called. "Mom hasn't let you out all day?"
Spike looked up from where he was sniffing an anthill. "Eh, she's been in the lab all day, you know how she is," he said with a roll of his eyes.
Whatever magic had given Spike the ability to talk had also prolonged his life far beyond the norm. This had led to the rather unique situation of Dusk Horizon growing up in a household that not only had the world's only talking dog, but the world's oldest talking dog. And yet, he was still small, cute, and cuddly, which Twilight Sparkle had long since decided was perfectly fine by her.
And yet, Dusk mused wryly as he watched Spike look for just the right place to go...
"You know, there are such things as litterboxes," Dusk said. It wasn't the first time he'd suggested it.
Spike snorted contemptuously. "Psh, those are for cats," he said derisively. It wasn't the first time he'd rejected the suggestion.
"More and more dog families are training their dogs to use the litterbox," Dusk pointed out.
"Yeah, but the litterbox isn't outside, where the trees and the grass and the dirt and the squirrels are," Spike retorted.
Dusk shook his head and laughed, knowing he had once again lost the argument. Seventeen years and he'd not successfully won one yet. "Alright, just let me know when you're done," he said as he went inside, wending his way through the spacious living room with its linoleum floors and dark wood-paneled walls, headed for the stairs.
The family actually lived downstairs; upstairs had a guest room, a second bathroom, and Twilight Sparkle's laboratory, which occupied half the floor and had been custom built to her exact specifications. It was here where dozens of her patented inventions had been developed, tested, and perfected. It was here where she had given Dusk an education far beyond what he was learning in school.
It was here where Twilight Sparkle had impressed upon him, time and again, that the most important thing he would learn at school would not come out of a textbook or out of a teacher's mouth. It would come from spending time with his friends.
The light next to the lab door glowed a steady green, which meant it was safe to go inside. Dusk knocked, then opened the reinforced door and stepped inside.
Twilight Sparkle stood over a series of instruments, long lavender fingers flying across a tablet, purple eyes moving rapidly behind her black-framed glasses. Her bobbed violet hair was a mess, a pencil was tucked behind one ear, and safety goggles hung around her neck. She wore a white lab coat over a blue turtleneck, a knee-length dark purple skirt, and brown loafers.
"Hey Mom," Dusk called quietly. If she was too deep in concentration, he didn't want to interrupt her; if she was free to talk, she'd answer.
"Hey," Twilight said absently. "So who came through the portal today? Also, what the heck happened over there?"
Anyone else would have wondered how Twilight knew something strange had happened at CHS. Or perhaps assumed Principal Shimmer had called her. Dusk knew better; his mother had an entire network of sensors installed at various points across the CHS campus, specifically and painstakingly attuned to Equestrian magic.
"Funny you should mention that," Dusk said. "I met her today. The Princess. You know, the other you."
Twilight's fingers stopped moving. "Oh," she said. "That's interesting. How was she?"
Dusk considered his answer for a brief moment. "Very princessy," he decided. With a grin, he added, "Gotta admit, it was pretty neat seeing what you'd look like if you cleaned up and grew your hair back out."
Twilight snorted. "Pretty Princess Tries-Too-Hard," she grumbled good-naturedly. "Being a perfect prom queen might be fine for her, but I'll stick with what's practical and easy."
Dusk chuckled. "Well, you look great just the way you are, Mom," he said. *A lot of my friends sure seem to think so...*
"So what did Her Highness want?" Twilight asked, going back to work on her tablet.
"Oh, right, the other thing that happened," Dusk said. "So...she wasn't the only princess from Equestria that showed up today." He walked into the lab and sprawled out on the leather love seat in the corner where Twilight often took naps while working. "Ever hear of a girl named Flurry Heart?"
Twilight stopped working again, turning to face Dusk for the first time since his arrival. "Flurry? You mean the Princess' niece? Which...I guess means she's sort-of my niece too, kinda?"
"That's right," Dusk said. "She's gonna be living here in our world for a while, going to CHS."
"Oh, really?" Twilight blinked. "Wonder what brought that on."
"Well, she had some kind of magical accident," Dusk said. He pulled out his phone, swiped through his photos, then held it out for his mother. She took it, looked at the picture, and raised an eyebrow.
"Gwah," she said. "How'd she manage that?"
Dusk snickered. "Some kind of crazy sex thing," he said, shaking his head. "She's...basically about as bad as Prism Blaze, if you can believe that."
Twilight blinked repeatedly. "Cute little Flurry? Are you kidding me?"
Dusk shrugged and motioned to his phone. "Exhibit A," he said. "Anyway, she's stuck like that and she somehow managed to teleport herself here without using the portal, so...yeah."
"Wow," Twilight said as she handed Dusk back his phone. "I'll have to call Sunset afterwhile and get all the details." She frowned. "So where's she staying while she's here?"
"With Dawn and Principal Shimmer." Dusk stood up and stretched. "Anyway, I've got homework to finish up before dinner and probably need to clean up after Spike first. Don't forget to come down for dinner, okay?"
"Actually, I'm almost done here, so I'll make dinner tonight," Twilight said. "How's spaghetti sound?"
"Sounds great," Dusk said as he headed for the door, leaving Twilight to her work.
* * * * *
After a long, hot shower, Flurry padded to the guest room she and Dawn had spent most of the evening preparing, shed her robe, and slipped into bed naked. She tucked her wings in tight against her body and pulled the soft sheets and thick, fluffy comforter up to ward off the chill of the night. As she drifted off to sleep, she thought about all the interesting people she'd met over the course of one of the most exciting days she'd had in a long time.
Dawn Shimmer, who was almost identical to her mother in every way and who she was already well on her way to becoming good friends with.
Prism Blaze, a boy who was clearly only interested in her for her body. Which was fine with her, because she was only interested in him for his.
Dusk Horizon, son of this world's version of Auntie Twiley. He was cute and she definitely wanted to spend some quality alone time with him, but she didn't have a very good read on his personality yet. She found herself far more interested in getting to know him before getting to know him.
Bibi Pie, who was so very much like Auntie Pinkie, and yet so much not—as though all the fun and zaniness of her funnest aunt were toned down and softened by a temper and a healthy dose of teenage angst.
Cinnamon Apple, the daughter of Big Macintosh and Sugar Belle. Flurry already knew her Equestrian counterpart, and...there wasn't really difference. If you met one Apple, you'd pretty much met the whole family.
Alto Sax... Flurry frowned. He seemed to be a little prissy and uptight; she hadn't seen him smile even once the whole day. He reminded her of the no-fun nobles Mom and Dad had to deal with all the time. She wasn't sure whether or not she'd have enough to talk about with him for the two to even be friends. Still, he seemed to be friends with a bunch of interesting people...
And then there was Eris. Flurry had no idea what to make of her. She was nice enough, but radiated an aura of gloom. And there was all the black she wore.
Flurry sighed contentedly, looking up at the darkened ceiling above. "Well," she said to herself, "you wanted to get out of the Crystal Empire, now here you are." She closed her eyes, her wings shifting as she used her magic to adjust her pillows. "I just hope..." She yawned mightily. "...this world is as fun as it looks..."
* * * * *
The sun had long since set when Eris walked through the front door of the modest two-bedroom apartment. "Mom, I'm home," she called. "I brought salads." A white bunny hopped up to her, sniffing curiously at the bag she held. She gently toed him away. "Not for you, Angel," she said. Angel huffed up at her and bounced away, chittering angrily. Eris shook her head and walked across the living room's thin carpet, headed for a slanted white drawing table which occupied almost a quarter of the floor space, at which sat her mother, whose long, soft cherry blossom pink hair tumbled loosely about her shoulders as she focused on the half-finished illustration that sat before her. "Mom," she said again.
Fluttershy jerked, craning her head around to look at Eris with veiny blue-green eyes. "Oh, you're home," she said quietly, smiling gamely. "How was your day?"
"Fine," Eris said. "I brought salads. Have you eaten?"
Fluttershy shook her head. "I haven't, thank you," she said. She stood up and stretched, wincing as she massaged a kink in her neck. "Oh, umm...your father's working late again tonight," she said apologetically. "He...he won't be home until later, so...so don't wait up for him."
"Sure, Mom," Eris said tonelessly as she unpacked dinner, placing two dinner salads and several little plastic tubs of dressing on the living room table and plopping down on the worn-out sofa.
Her father had "worked late" every night Eris could remember. Probably since the day she was born. She'd never once seen him—not on her birthday, not on any holiday.
Fluttershy always insisted he was "working late" to provide for them. Even as she went to bed every night with red eyes after spending most of her day illustrating page after page of the comics she sold online.
Eris couldn't bring herself to tell her mother she knew the truth. That there was no father, that there was no "working late". That they were alone.
Surely Fluttershy would admit the truth to herself sooner or later...
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So the Crystalling doesn't exist in this version?
Because it was extra made for newborns of the empire to strengthen the hearts power.
Oh, dear I hoped things had worked out better for Fluttershy and Eris.
I couldn't see any universes version of Discord being a hugely attentive father but I at least hoped he'd pop up when he remembered about his lover and daughter and have a good time then.
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I think you misunderstood something, perhaps either in the story or in canon.
Yes, the Crystalling obviously exists, and Flurry had her Crystalling. But Cadance and Shining Armor are not crystal ponies. They didn't vanish with the Crystal Empire a thousand years ago and return with it. They're from Canterlot.
It's the crystal ponies, the ones who were cursed by Sombra, who are frozen in time.
So let's work under the assumption that no foals were born in the Crystal Empire between the Empire returning and Flurry Heart being born, making Flurry's birth the first Crystalling. It's only been a couple of years since the Empire returned (roughly 2.5-3 years by my estimate), which is a bit of a long time for absolutely no new foals to be born, but not statistically impossible. So here's Flurry and they Crystal her. Now, by this point, not enough time has really passed yet between the Empire returning and Flurry's birth for anypony to notice something's wrong.
But then, as Flurry starts to grow up, that's when they start to notice that other children in the Empire aren't, and then they realize nopony's actually had a baby in a while except Cadance. And that's when they figured out they were still under a curse.
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Or Flurry was the first birth since the Empires Return. And as time went on they finally started to notice that there was no Crystalling before or after hers.
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Assuming he is even the father... although With her name,Eris, though it's a good likelihood that he could be. Either her farher Just up and left them or he is dead. Or maybe the equestrian discord is her father.
I severely dislike Prism Blaze and Rainbow Dash in this fic, their characters feel off and and they feel like horrible people. Blaze seems to be primarily thinking with the wrong head if he is ogling his own mother and it just rubs me the wrong way. Rainbow Dash is acting like a washed out rocker with her implied booze habit and implied emotional distance. I enjoy where you have taken this story and look forward to the next chapter!
8333996
So the reason here is Sombras curse.
Bause Flurrys explanation didn't really clear it up and it sounded more like the Crystal Heart was at fault.
Because there's at least one Crystal pony that grew up from before the Empire was cursed.
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The father being the Equestrian Discord could be interesting depending on his relationship with the Equestrian Fluttershy.
"You know that time we broke up for a week or two, after you told me I couldn't turn Angel into Rabbit Stew? Well I popped over to the universe next door to cool off and well one thing lead to another and I ended up screwing your twin over then and it turn's out you're an aunt. So congratulations!"
I'd hope 'our' Discord would if not be an attentive father he'd at least try to support his daughter. Although his EqG equivalent might never have gotten friendshipped by Flutters and still be his original even jerkier self.
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Who knows? Well beside the author. It is either going to remain a mistery or it will be apart of the story sometime in the future.
Well... shit. Gotta feel bad for Fluttershy. How is this flying, by the way? I can't imagine the others don't know about what she's doing to herself. Sunset, at the very least should know. I find it odd that they don't... I don't know. Chip in? Come over? Something. Especially if it's been going on for... How old are the new Gen? 15? 16 years?
And then there's Alto's home life. It's so... One wonders what happened to make him so... not cold, per se, but... what is the word? Lukewarm, I guess, towards his mother. What, did he find out he was adopted or something?
That all aside, interesting chapter. I look forward to seeing where this goes.
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Every family has their problems, their quirks, and so forth. Maybe there was a point when everyone was more involved in each others' personal lives, but times change, people change...and maybe Fluttershy just doesn't want anybody "rocking the boat", as it were. Only time will tell...
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Well, Priz is a sleazy asshole by design, but these other kids wouldn't be friends with him if there wasn't more to him, right? So we'll have to wait and see. As for Rainbow...it's not so much that she's washed-up or anything, she's basically the same as pony Rainbow: she's a success at what she loves doing, but she's also a lazy slacker who loves naps and cider. Functionally, she's Misato Katsuragi without the emotional damage.
Oh God... I know this feeling all too well.
This was an interesting peek at everyone's family dinamics, as well as delving more into the plot: Excellent ballance here.
Prism has a serious problem. Then again, Rainbow doesn't really pull the leash on him.
Bibi's family is insane, but then again, that was a taken.
Dawn's looks to be the most... standard of the bunch.
Dusk's could be worse, considering... *KA-BOOM* ... that.
Cinnamon's is just a xerox version of the current Apples. Not a bad thing.
Alto's seems a bit... strained? IDK.
And Eris'...
Good stuff, buddy. Can't wait for the next part.
Makes you wonder if Sombra intended this "time freeze" or if it was just an unhappy coincidence from the magic he cursed the Empire with. Either way, great chapter Moth.
Banana Cream Pie! Control yourself!
You do realize you've set yourself up for another story, right?
I find it kind of sad that Dawn's never seen Equestria, never gotten to know half of her heritage. She's fine with it, but still, imagine them a family vacation to Equestria one summer.
The physical age lock on the crystal ponies definitely works as a way to explain Flurry's alienation.
Nice rundown of the kids' households. Says a lot about their lives and formative experiences. Now that the stage is properly set, time to see how quickly they can wreck it.
A little thought that occured to me.
Other then Discord stated at the beginning, are bras actually reather useless pieces of wardrope. They have no supporting or reliving effects like many belive. They actually cause boobs to become saggy much quicker then normal, because they prevent certain muskels the needed strain to keep them firm. They only prevent them from jigglig, and that's just wrong on a whole other level.
So my thought is that Flurry could somehow lern about that and therefor strictly refuse too use them, what could be a good source for some interesting situations.
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Momma always knew she'd be a squirter!
She has a point.
Eh?
Se has a point.
Discord's great.
... That's certainly one way to put it.
Wow. He's more of an egomaniac than I pretend to be for the sake of getting a laugh.
Well, credit for honest.
Probably.
Well, you know how to appeal to male libido, credit where it's due.
How very fascinating.
Huh. Neat.
Wow you two. Just wow.
Good god you are Rainbow Dash 2.0 as a guy.
Dude. Come on.
TwiFlash. Huh. Did not expect that.
This is immensely amusing.
Huh. Neat.
Weiner or whiner?
Oh relax.
Indeed.
... Does a hentai count as a cartoon?
Hi Cheese.
Big Mac's kid. Unexpected.
...
Huh. Interesting.
Heh.
50 years have passed and yet, I do not age. Time has lost its effect on me.
One final dick move.
Huh.
I can imagine.
GOOD. Dogs are great.
HEH!
Of course.
How'd you know?
Ah.
Whatever you say.
Yes.
... Poor Fluttershy.
Wow! This story has a delightful degree of depth to it. Certainly a very pleasant surprise that goes miles beyond the description.
It will be great learning more about Flurry Heart's visit as she acquaints with the offspring of the EQD crew. :)
Ok, this fic is insane.
And hilarious. 
Nice to see most of the parents, I was afraid it would just be one mother each for all of them. So Sunset and Flash, I actually kind of like that. I wonder if Flurry's going to ask if it counts as incest if you count Dusk as kind of her cousin (being the son of the other dimensional counterpart of her aunt). Though cousins marrying wasn't that big a deal in other cultures and in earlier centuries.
Most of them are normal, but Fluttershy and Eris? Ouch, no wonder Eris is goth. And with that name a Discord has to be involved somehow. Prism checking out his own mother is, um, ew, yeah. I just hope Uncle Zephyr doesn't show up, that's the last thing they need. Actually, they should probably be more worried about never leaving Blaze and Flurry alone for more than... 30 seconds. Funny how some of the kids seem to look after their parents more than the other way around, but I can understand that dynamic too. Sunset's turned out fine, still not sure about some of the others. Didn't expect Cinnamon's parents to turn out to be those two. And for being a child of those two, Bibi is less crazy than I had expected. Though given Pinkie's family, that's a wide range of personalities so anything is possible I guess.
I am really happy you decided to give Spike a longer lifespan. That was always one of the things that bothered me while watching EQG the fact that Twi would long outlive her number one assistant I'm glad in this story that will not happen ^.^
Also just how old is Angel Bunny? Or does Fluttershy name every bunny Angel?
You never get to say anything about my futa fics ever again.
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This is Angel...#12 or so, I think.
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This was fun to see a glimpse of everyone's home lives. That ending with Eris was just depressing though.
Blaze kind of disgusts me.
A little surprised Dawn isn't interested in Equestria. It's her mother's homeland and part of her heritage.
Is Twilight's son a clone?
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Yeah, Blaze is supposed to be a disgusting skeeve. In a lot of ways, he's basically Todd from Scrubs. But he'll show a better side of himself eventually.
Dunno where you'd get the impression Dusk Horizon is a clone. We just haven't seen his dad yet.
(Mostly because I haven't even figured out who his dad IS yet except for "Not Timber Spruce".)
It's not uncommon for the children of immigrants to have zero interest in seeing their parents' home country, no matter how fantastic (or fantastical) it may be.
Well, I did say I was more interested in the next-generation kids generally than in Flurry in particular. Good show, MM.
...Man. There's a lot going on here.
(And I'm going to laugh if somehow, some way there really is a valid-ish explanation for Eris's father never being around.)
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Twilight is a mad scientist. Wouldn't put it past her to make a kid
8334695
You mean like in that one fic Justice3442 posted about a week or so back? :3
8334714
Something like that. That may have given me a little inspiration, actually...
8334269
What do you mean by Twiflash? lol
...Damn it who put these onions here!?
8334770
I'm gonna guess he had a brainfart there.
Discord has the best eye roll ever.
8335232
I dunno, man. 7-10 split...harshest of the harsh.
8334683
Simplest answer is that Eris's father is Discord.
Not EG!Discord. Discord is probably what is known in Transformers as a "multiversal singularity", in that in all the myriad universes, there is only one Discord. Juan the Janitor at Canterlot High is probably Discord. Why he's arsing about as a janitor, only Discord knows.
Besides, "Eris" is usually the name given to Discord in an R63 fic.
Now I'm imagining Prism meeting Eris's Uncle Zephyr and either getting along with him (complete with Wayne's World "I'm not worthy!" worship) or being absolutely disgusted at his antics, only for Eris/Bibi/Dusk/Cinnamon to point out that in their eyes, they pretty much can't tell the difference between Zephyr and Prism, behaviour-wise
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Considering "Dusk Horizon" is really just another continuation of the "Twilight Sparkle," "Sunset Shimmer," "Starlight Glimmer," naming... thing... that's been going on, it would make as much sense as anything else would that Dusk's father is Sunset Shimmer, and was the result of Sunset researching Terrestrial Magic while Twilight was researching Equestrian Magic. Neither of them are experts in those subjects, and both of them can get obsessed with the research. Combine a bit of technomancy for kicks, and maybe a power source built on slowly-scavenged magical power... and a couple of weeks later, Twilight is feeling sick and nauseous a lot. When the doctors tell her what happened, she kind of has to cover it up and pretend to be a single mom, especially if Sunset is already married at that point.
It would be even more confusing for everyone if Dusk has a thing for Dawn, and no-one is sure if that counts as incest or not...
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Do you even listen to yourself?
Let me just derail your train of thought right there; Sunset Shimmer is in no way, shape, or form responsible for Dusk Horizon's existence. At al. Period. The Author has spoken.
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A little SunLight never hurt anyone.
What?
Anyway, it was just a theory...
You know after reading, this and the caption on the original part of this story in the 'Girls talking Dirty' story, I kinda want Dawn and Blaze to hook up.
there's got to be something more than Eris knows going on considering Shy has friends who wouldn't just accept that
how about Sunburst as Twilight's husband/boyfriend
um...I'm calling it now. Discord. Discord and Shenanigans. I'll clarify later in order to avoid possible spoilage. Also, I 100% Ship Dawn and Flurry.
That heavy at the end tho....
Discord is a good theory. I mean, why would he know Flurry was going to need bras?
Yeah, sounds about right.
GRAH.
THE SUSPENSE IS KILLING ME.
WHO IS IT‽
Yes. Yes it does.
So... uh... no future Netflix, or...
I don't know why, but words cannot express how wonderful this line is. Also, is Cheese Sandwich literally just this world's Weird Al, perchance?
This sounds about right. I can totally imagine this line being said exactly.
(a) OK, that's good, it would've been unfortunate if he'd had a dog lifespan
(b) Strictly speaking, it's not possible for the world's only talking dog to not be the oldest one. And the youngest one. And the... well, all-the-superlatives one.
Yes. This is what I need.
I must know her story. I must know her motivations. I must know her abilities.
I must know ALL the things.
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You know, not everybody fires up Netflix when there's nothing good on TV just because they can, especially if they're too lazy to bother picking something they actually want to watch and have something more important going on anyway. This is what we call "the TV is background noise so it doesn't really matter what's on."
8334078
The new gen is definitely 18+.
POSSIBILITY: The father is our universe's Discord (as mentioned above), he did have something to do with Flurry's transformation or at least her unintended teleportation to Equestria, but for some reason he can't just walk through the portal, so this is part of a Once Upon a Time, Rumpelstiltskin-style universe hop ploy for him to return to his lover and daughter.