> Sweetly Ever After > by Cyborg Princess Selene > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Ch. 1: The Mirror > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Oh, the mirrors have arrived!" Rarity cried. "After somepony so rudely broke them." She walked to the door, rudely glaring at the other resident of the house. "Cutie Mark Crusader mane stylists?" Sweetie Belle commented weakly. As innocent as it sounded, the project had ended with three dresses destroyed, one smashed window, four mirrors broken, all Crusaders grounded, and Rainbow Dash not being able to sit down for a week. "Hmph." Rarity carried the package into her inspiration room, leaving an unthanked (and depressed) mailpony at the door. @•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@• The bell rung. "Coming!" Rarity opened the door, welcoming in a tan pony with pink and blue curls in. "Welcome to Carousel Boutique, where every dress is..." "Chic, unique, and whatever else pleases the stupid, stupid COSTUMERS!!!! ARRRGHHHH!!!" Sweetie Belle swung her forelegs around violently. "So...BORED! Why do I have to be grounded? It was Scootaloo's idea anyway! I didn't even participate! All I did was let them into our stupid home!" Sweetie Belle stomped out of her room, sulking. If Rarity was occupied enough, Sweetie might be able to sneak a few minutes of Minecraft. Buttons might be on. Sweetie proceeded to creep towards the stairs. "Wedding gown? So tell me what you're you looking for..." Good. Wedding gowns took a while, so Sweetie could easily sneak on to the comput- Something from Rarity's inspiration room was sparkling and shimmering. Bright gold. Sweetie walked over to it, as if attracted to it magnetically. She approached a mirror. The mirror, however, was different. Its frame was oval, and glittered golden, with a heart shaped gem on top, with was either red or purple, depending on how you looked at it. The mirror's glass was tinted gold, and Sweetie could barely see her reflection in it. Dazed, Sweetie stuck her hoof out to touch it. It reacted by slurping her up. @•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@• "Where... Am I?" Sweetie Belle rubbed her head. Only... she didn't have her hoof anymore. Instead, it was one of those 'hands' Twilight and Lyra had talked about. She had ended up in front of a sign, which said: Ever After High School of the Future Fairy Tales Half a moment later, a bunch of students went in, saying something about 'Book-to-School'. With no better plans, Sweetie decided to follow them. Walking, on two legs, (as it was done) was harder than expected. Sweetie stumbled like a bad quality doll into the school. By the time she managed to stumble into the building, everyone was in the building, except for one girl with a red hood who was leaving. Sweetie just shrugged, and thought nothing of it. She continued to stumble until she reached the bathroom. She could now see her reflection. Her mane and eyes had stayed the same colors, though her hairstyle was different. Her coat-or rather, skin had become a few shades darker. Her clothing consisted of a dress, with a white blouse and skirt, and a black overskirt on top. In her hair was a sparkly black bow, and her shoes were black high heels. That would explain the walking troubles. As she tried to take off these strangely uncomfortable shoes- Excuse me? I'm the narrator here! Go back to your own story! But there's nothing to narrate! He is right. Just couldn't go without interrupting my lunch break, could you? I'm sorry, but whose story is this? You can't just barge into my story! We just did! Apple White is better than Raven Queen! This is my story! Raven shouldn't be evil! It's her destiny! Go argue somewhere else, this is MY story- "Excuse me," Madeline Hatter interrupted. Since she is the daughter of the Mad Hatter, she has the strange (and creepy) ability to hear the narrators. "I heard that!" said Maddie,who had spontaneously set up a tea party in the hallway. Yes, sorry. Alright, Let's try that last part again. Can we- NO! Aww... @•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@• While Sweetie Belle tried to figure out how to get the shoe off, Maddie was heading towards the restroom as well. "Hi there!" Maddie said cheerfully, skipping into the bathroom. "Gah!" Sweetie jumped. "Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there!" "Tea?" Maddie held a teacup in front of Sweetie. "Um... Okay," In what sort of world do creatures offer each other tea to each other as a greeting? "My name is Sweetie Belle, and... I'm new here... Could you help me around?" "Sure! I am Madeline Hatter, daughter of the Mad Hatter. Who's your fairytale parent, a castle's maid?" "Um... Yeah." Sweetie decided to stick with that, since she knew what a maid was. Maddie continued talking, pouring tea whenever Sweetie's cup was empty. And that's how Sweetie's first tea party in a restroom with an extraterrestrial went. @•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@• Sweetie Belle skipped down the hall, since she could now walk better. Now she had at least one friend here, since there was no way of knowing now long she- Something rectangular fell out of a pocket Sweetie didn't know she had. It was striped with purple and pink rhinestones on one side, though the other side was plain black. On this side, there was a button that made the blackness turn colorful. "New MirrorPhone?" a voice popped in beside her. "Umm... yeah." Sweetie carefully put this 'MirrorPhone' into her pocket, in case it was dangerous and could blow up in her face (though perfectly safe items have also found their way of doing that). Sweetie heard hoofsteps, telling her the mare was gone. Who was that? Sweetie had no time to ponder when she the hooded girl from earlier run off into the halls. There may have been a voice behind Sweetie, but she was more curious about the other girl. "Hey, why'd you leave earlier?" Inquired Sweetie Belle, but the red cloaked girl just shot her a worried glance and disappeared into the shadows. "Hey! I didn't-" Sweetie tripped. High heels aren't great first shoes. Sweetie steadied herself and started walking again, before accidentally kicking a small object across the hallway's tiles. She leaned over (less than gracefully, mind you. In fact, it was quite an amazing tumble!), and grabbed the object in between her fists (Poor Sweetie hasn't gotten the concept of 'hands' yet). It was a hoof, or hand mirror. The golden frame glittered, the tinted glass shone. Though it was now only about the size of a flattened hand, and a the gem had changed into a charm of the celestial bodies- a small yellow sun's bottom right was covered by a pearly white moon. Sweetie reached into the mirror... @•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@•@• To find herself back in Rarity's inspiration room, the big, shiny gold mirror with the heart on top and a her hoof in front of her. Sweetie wasted no time. After checking to see if Rarity was busy with a order, Sweetie Belle dragged this mirror of wonder into her room.