Mares and Stallions
Main Characters: Sweetie Belle, Image Crystal
Cameos: Octavia, Arctic Fox
Original Start Date: June 13, 2013
Sweetie Belle sits at a table in the school cafeteria. She sighs and stares at her tray.
‘You’re at our table.’
The young mare turns to look at three fillies behind her. Their leader is a light orange unicorn with a yellow and red mane. Sweetie groans and turns back to her meal.
‘What? You’re too good for us? Get away from our table.’
‘I’m sorry for sitting at a random table in a public setting,’ Sweetie snorts.
‘That is our table,’ the younger unicorn growls. ‘We sit here every day.’
‘Well, today, you will sit somewhere else.’
‘Listen, just because you’re Octavia’s golden student, doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want.’
‘And you are entitled to doing what you want because you are not special?’
The younger unicorn growls and knocks Sweetie’s lunch to the floor. The young mare swings around as she stands. A foreleg strikes the younger unicorn in the face, sending her flying into another table. She glares at the other fillies.
‘Next?’
Silver flies down and stands between the younger ponies. ‘Sweetie. Headmaster’s office. Now.’
The young mare growls and storms away. The instructor works on calming the cafeteria.
Sweetie sits in the headmaster’s office. She tries not to look at Arctic Fox. Octavia stands behind the punished pony.
‘Starting a fight in the cafeteria?’ Arctic snorts. ‘What got into you, Sweetie Belle?’
‘It is not my fault! She started it!’
‘With your training, you could have killed her!’
‘Speaking of which,’ Octavia speaks up, ‘how many?’
‘What?’ the younger mare asks.
‘How many ways of killing her did you see?’
Sweetie Belle frowns and thinks. ‘Eighteen.’
‘Including using your tray?’
The younger mare looks down and sighs.
Arctic sighs and shakes her head. ‘That low number and your weakening performance in your regular classes does not look good. Is everything okay?’
Sweetie takes a few breaths and looks at her instructors. ‘Well, uh, I’m single.’
‘So am I,’ Octavia replies.
‘Not according to the tabloids,’ Arctic counters. She returns her attention to Sweetie. ‘Why does being single upset you?’
‘It hasn’t really before,’ Sweetie answers. ‘But Rarity and Spike are getting more serious. Back in Ponyville, Scootaloo and her relationships are going strong, and Apple Bloom’s love from beyond the stars has reunited with her... I’m the only one still single. It sucks. I’m lonely all the time. I just want to scream sometimes.’
‘So you miss casual sex. Big deal. Suck it up,’ Octavia groans.
Sweetie growls and tries to take a swing at her instructor. Octavia counters, knocking Sweetie back into her seat.
‘It is not good to let your emotions get in the way of your studies,’ Arctic states. ‘You are suspended until you can control your emotions.’
‘WHAT!’
‘Do whatever you have to do to relieve your stress. Book a week at a spa. Take a vacation to Neighpon.’
‘Get laid,’ Octavia suggests.
Arctic interrupts before Sweetie can argue. ‘If spending a night with a stallion is what it takes, that is a good idea. I met my husband at a chili cookoff. That was an interesting day.’ She smirks. ‘And I believe Octavia met her love at a jazz club.’
‘Hey! Not true!’
‘The point is, we want you to be calm and relaxed before you return to your studies.’
‘I am fine!’ Sweetie shouts. ‘I don’t need time off. Just put me to work! I can blow off steam that way.’
‘You are going home, taking a bubble bath and clopping until you pass out, if that will relax you,’ Octavia orders. ‘Take this time to find yourself. Just relax.’
Sweetie growls, stands and stomps away. Octavia sighs.
‘How long do you think it will take?’ Arctic asks.
‘As long as it has to,’ Octavia replies. She pauses. ‘I’m going to make sure she doesn’t kill anypony on her way out.’
‘Good idea.’
Octavia slips out of the room Arctic sighs and goes back to work.
Sweetie trots through an art museum. She stops to look at a painting. Admiring paintings is one of the few things that calm the young mare when she is feeling upset. After staring at a painting for several minutes, the young mare travels on. She stops and scowls at her least favorite wing of the museum: modern art.
Sweetie tries to avoid the wing, but a painting catches her eye. She trots over to investigate. Despite being surrounded by what she considers eyesores, the painting seems to fit more with the classical paintings. The piece seems to combine comic book and manga styles with impressionism. Sweetie smiles as she admires it.
‘Like it?’ a stallion’s voice asks.
Sweetie looks back. A red-orange earth pony with a bright green mane smiles at her.
‘Very much,’ Sweetie replies. ‘I always find myself drawn to this painting when I am here, but it is not my favorite. The artist has a much better painting in the gallery.’
‘Oh? Show me.’
Sweetie leads the stallion to a section of the museum filled with paintings similar to the one she was just observing. She stops in front of one at the back of the section. Other patrons are admiring it as well.
‘This one is my favorite. It is so masterfully done. The brushwork, the composition, the shading. You can really feel the artist’s love for the subject matter.’
The stallion nods. ‘Pizza is his favorite vegetable.’
‘Oh! It is a pizza!’ one of the other patrons exclaims.
‘OH!’ the others say before moving on.
Sweetie rolls her eyes. ‘Idiots. It is not just a pizza. There is a mare in the scene too.’ She points to a corner. ‘While the main subject has the washed-out feel that most impressionists have, the mare is highly-detailed, drawing on the comic book feel the artist has in his other works. Obviously, he really cares deeply for her to make her so refined.’ Her stomach growls. ‘Though, the main subject does cause some feelings to rise in as well.’
The stallion laughs. ‘Glad you like it. Took a long time to make. Pizza’s on me, Sweetie Belle.’
The mare jumps back, ready to put her training to use. ‘How do you know my name?’
‘Don’t you recognize me?’ the stallion asks. ‘It is me. Image Crystal. From Ponyville. I was one of Stormy’s friends.’
Sweetie looks at the stallion for a moment. ‘It is you! Image! How are you doing?’
Image looks around at his paintings. ‘Could be worse. Honestly, this is a little side thing I do. I mostly do graphic design for web and game companies.’ He smiles and laughs a little. ‘Plus, I make some doujinshi on the side. Whatever the muse compels.’
‘Oh, wow. I did not know you were in ‘ -- her stomach growls again -- ‘pizza. … Sorry.’
Image laughs. ‘Come on. I know a great place nearby.’
The two ponies sit at at table in a pizzeria. A waiter brings their pie. Sweetie immediately levitates a slice and starts eating.
‘So good,’ the young mare moans. ‘I missed lunch today.’
‘Happy to help,’ Image laughs, serving himself.
‘What are you doing in Canterlot?’ Sweetie asks. ‘Can’t you work from anywhere?’
‘True,’ Image agrees, ‘but most of the top galleries are here. Not to mention it is easier for me to meet with publishers and distributors.’
Sweetie nods, munching a new slice. ‘Makes sense to me.’
‘And you’re a big-time diva. Stormy must be so proud.’
‘I guess. Our schedules rarely overlap. I think Trixie is trying to negotiate with the school for a performance with me.’ She sighs. ‘But now that I am suspended...’
‘Suspended? What happened?’
‘I got into a fight, and my performance in class has been slipping. They think I need some time off, but I just want to work.’
‘It is always good to take some time off. Do you want to talk about what’s been bothering you?’
‘What makes you think something is wrong?’ Sweetie growls.
Image finishes a slice. ‘I’m an artist. I have to be able to bring out the true emotion of a subject. I can tell that you are really lonely.’
The young mare snorts, looks away and takes another slice.
‘And going to your friends and family isn’t an option... Good thing you ran into me, then.’
‘You really don’t want to open this can of worms...’
Image smirks. ‘If I were to guess the cause, I bet I can top whatever you’re bringing to the table.’
‘I really doubt that.’
‘My first fillyfriend left me the day after our first date.’
‘I tried stealing a friend’s coltfriend.’
‘My second fillyfriend left me on a cloud when she dumped me.’
‘I made out with my best friend.’
‘You remember Pinkie Pie?’ -- Sweetie nods -- ‘I dated her sister. She took one of my testacles when we broke up.’
Sweetie snorts. ‘That it?’
‘Really think you can top that?’
‘I’m in love with my brother.’
Image chokes on a drink. ‘Brother? As in Stormy?’
‘Uh huh.’
‘As in as old as me and one of my best friends?’
‘Yep! I even tried seducing him... on more than one occasion.’
Image goes back to his drink. ‘Now I know why he never wants to see you.’
Sweetie magically throws a slice of pizza in the stallion’s face. Image laughs and shoves a slice in the unicorn’s face. The two ponies start throwing the rest of their pizza back and forth.
Sweetie hums a song to herself as she washes off after the pizza fight. She and Image got kicked out of the pizzeria for their fight. It is was the most fun Sweetie has had in a long time. The young mare finishes her shower and dries off. She trots out to Image’s apartment. The artist has supplies and projects all over his home. Sweetie smiles as she gets a sneak peak at the projects under construction. Image sits at a tablet with a stylus in his mouth. Sweetie trots over and peeks over his shoulder.
‘Oh, hey,’ Image greets. ‘I just wanted to get some quick sketches of our fun earlier.’
‘Sketches, eh?’ Sweetie leans close and whispers, ‘So, you’re saying you’re good with your mouth?’
Image tenses up as Sweetie gives his ear a gentle bite. ‘Oh, my,’ the stallion comments.
Sweetie yawns and stretches as she wakes up in the morning. Her mane is a mess, and her coat has a few small paint stains. She giggles to herself as she once again makes her way around Image’s apartment. The stallion is making them breakfast.
‘Good morning, Sweetie,’ Image greets, setting dishes on the table.
Sweetie giggles again. ‘Good morning.’
‘Sorry for the meager meal. This was all I had. I don’t really ever expect guests.’
‘It is plenty,’ Sweetie replies, sitting at the table after giving Image a quick kiss. ‘I’ll have to treat you next time.’
‘Um, yeah... About last night...’
‘Image, I’ve been admiring your work since I moved to Canterlot without knowing it is yours. I remember you as a very fun pony back in Ponyville and learned you are a kind and smart pony last night.’ She smiles. ‘Not to mention you are very giving.’
‘Meep,’ Image squeaks. ‘B-but I’m as old as your brother.’
‘So?’
‘I-I am not dateable. I told you about all my fillyfriends...’
‘I can take them.’
‘Right. You’re crazy training from Octavia.’
‘You know about that?!’
‘Like I said. I’m very observant.’
Sweetie grins evilly. ‘Then you will have to start dating me if you don’t want anything bad to happen to you.’
‘Meep!’
‘Not to mention, you are a much better cook than me. I should have you make me breakfast every morning.’
‘I don’t think I have the energy for that...’
Sweetie grins again. ‘I see you’re learning already.’
Image groans and gets up. He puts his dish away. ‘Anyway, thanks to last night, I am a little behind on my commissions. Please don’t think I am being rude if I start working.’ He goes to his painting corner. ‘Probably won’t be going out today either...’
Sweetie trots over and leans against the stallion. ‘I don’t have anywhere better to be.’
Image smiles and gets to work. After a few minutes, Image looks over and draws a line of blue across Sweetie’s snout. She laughs and levitates a number of paint brushes to get her revenge. Before she can attack, Image leans in and kisses her, quickly taking both to the ground. The brushes fall, getting paint all over the two ponies.
After spending the day with her new coltfriend, Sweetie Belle returns to school. She draws a lot of attention, partially for her cheerful attitude, partially because she is messy and covered in small specks of paint. At lunch, Sweetie calmly enters the cafeteria and sits at a table. She giggles as she starts her meal.
‘Really? Back again?’
Sweetie turns to see the three fillies from earlier in the week. She goes back to her meal. ‘Thrity-four.’
‘What?’
The young mare smirks. ‘Before factoring in the tray.’
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actually since they are adults now i would imagine that the age gap is not as huge a problem(age gap problems follow a inverse bell curve as far as im aware). I speak for both Stormy and Image
EDIT: yes i know stormy is with trixie, my point is related to age gaps
Only 34 without the tray?! Not a very good school.
hmm...
1... 4... 9... 10 without the tray
. I'm not a good assassin without weapons.