Canterlot High, Ponyville - Mirrior EquestriaCanterlot High, Ponyville - Mirrior Equestria
October 12th, 2014 - 13 years ago
“Lyra! Hey! Lyra!” Pinkie Pie shouted as she sprinted down the packed hallway towards the minty haired girl, dragging Rarity by her wrist.
“Oof!” Rarity gasped as she slammed into someone's back unable to apologized before her excitable friend dragged her along the hall.
Hearing her name, Lyra paused and turned around, only to be immediately grabbed by Pinkie pie.
“Hey! Hands off!” Lyra protested as Pinkie dragged them both down the hall.
“Sorry no time to waste! It’s only empty for five minutes before lunch and it’s six minutes before lunch!” Pinkie under explained, dragging both other girls down the hall into the school’s west wing.
“Pinkie! I demand to know where you are taking us!” Rarity protested as her friend drug her as well as Lyra into the empty AV classroom.
Letting go of her friends, Pinkie shut the door and slipped off her backpack, setting it down on a desk.
“Okay! It’s safe to talk now,” Pinkie said with a smile. “I have a letter for all three of us! But it says ‘your eyes only’, see?”
Pinkie produced a small slightly battered dark wooden box from her bag. The box was bound shut by a red and yellow ribbon, and stamped with a wax seal which had been chipped and scratched by someone stepping on it, judging by the nike swoosh impressed into the wax. A small slip of parchment stuck under the wax, while muddy read:
To Rarity, Pinkie Pie, and Lyra Heartstrings. Your eyes only. Unauthorized handlers will be shocked.
Lyra frowned slightly, leaning in to look at the box. Her conspiracy theorist's mind already whirling through the possibilities. “Well, this explains you dragging us someplace private. Where did you get this?” She asked suspiciously.
“Flash gave it to me,” Pinkie answered. “He said he stepped on it near the statue yesterday and it shocked the crap out of him. Like, zappy shocked. You know, tazery.”
“Well, the label does warn about that… And it didn’t shock you?” Rarity asked curiously.
“Nope! But we need to open this. The jocks hang out in here during lunch but it’s the only teacher-free classroom right now,” Pinkie said as she broke the seal and opened the small box.
The box revealed itself to be a scroll case, lined with blue velvet and also holding a small leather pouch. The scroll was labeled ‘For everyone, from Sunset’, and the pouch was labeled ‘for Lyra’.
The three girls gathered around the desk, and with a nod to each other picked up the scroll together, and unrolled it.
Dear Pinkie, Rarity, and Lyra,
Hi. It’s me. Sunset. Your Sunset, not the one who took my place.
“This would be more of a shock if yesterday hadn’t happened,” Lyra snarked.
“Shh! I’m reading!” Rarity hissed.
Her best friend had been missing for a year, rather than having changed into a monstrous bitch like she had assumed for so long. Nothing was getting in her way of learning where she had been.
I’m writing to let you know that I’m safe. I’m also happy. How happy? Well… In the three year’s I’ve been gone, I’ve made a life for myself here and I am sorry, but I won't be coming back. I’ll visit of course, but I won’t be moving back to our world.
Why not? Because I have become an actual fucking wizard, as in, I can cast actual fuckmothering spells that actually do things!
On its own, this would be a pretty good reason for me to stay here. Offense not meant, but magic doesn't work back home (But I remember that enchanted items do. So I’ve attached gifts), and over here I can be the coolest DM ever using only the magic they teach to high schoolers.
But I also have a girlfriend here. Her name is Moon Dust, and she’s just the best! I’ve included a photo of her in this scroll. Yes, in the scroll. Pinkie, cover Lyra’s mouth. Rarity, take your thumb, and slide it down the parchment beneath this sentence.
Pinkie nodded and firmly clamped her hands over Lyra’s mouth. Rarity tilted her head in confusion. Lyra mmphed loudly in protest, eyes narrowing in protest.
Pinkie suddenly erupted into giggles. Shaking as something tickled her. “Quick! Do it! She’s licking my hand! I can’t keep this up! Hehehe!”
Rarity slid her thumb down along the parchment. A few sparks of cyan magic traced along the page as she slipped a small color photograph out of a hidden pocket dimension within the parchment.
“Oh!” Rarity yelped, dropping the photo in surprise.
“... We just saw a magic duel last night and that surprises you?” Pinkie asked flatly.
“W-well it happened right at my fingertips! And normally blue sparks are going to electrocute you,” Rarity said as she picked up the photo and turned it rightside up to reveal…
A photograph of a pony-like creature, with a flatter face, a smaller muzzle, forward facing eyes. Everything one might expect in a sapient civilization building species evolved from equines. Except still quadruped.
The gray pony with her peach colored mane smiled at the camera offering a friendly wave from where she stood in the middle of a small, homey room with a bed meant for two and some rather shiny walls made from dark purple crystal.
Lyra squeed so loudly that Pinkie’s hand only barely managed to contain any sound.
Forcing Pinkie’s hand away from her mouth she bent down to look at the picture as closely as possible. “I knew it! I knew that the other world Twilight came from had to have sentient ponies! YES! I was right! SUCK IT DAD! HA! Who needs to be mentally evaluated now!?” She shouted exuberantly.
“Shhh! There’s more to read,” Rarity hissed. “We’ll get found reading this and who knows what might happen!”
I’m sorry for your ears, girls.
Yes, Lyra. Everyone here is a pony. You were right. There IS an alternate dimension filled with pony people that’s a reflection of our world. And they are totally adorable! Most are skinnier than Moon, she’s a big plush girl. Even cooler is if you cross through the portal, you get transformed into a pony yourself, or a human, depending on the world you’re going to.
I’d show you a photo of me, but I can’t. You couldn’t handle it. The portal on this side is set into a mirror which used to be in an abandoned wizard’s lab. There was an accident, and I was very badly burned.
It’s okay, I’m fine now. But I don't want to share my actual appearance with you, so here the illusion spell I’m using as a prosthesis. Rarity, do the thing.
Rarity slid her thumb along the parchment again, retrieving another photograph. The three girls clustered around it, inspecting the picture closely.
“She branded herself with her t-shirt's logo?” Pinkie questioned, tilting her head.
“That is a very nice blue… I don't think a pony would look good in yellow but I wonder why she didn’t go by her old looks,” Rarity mused.
Lyra’s lips pulled down into a small frown. She could see Sunset’s face shape behind the fur , muzzle and different colors. “Why do you have to have a new girlfriend?” She lamented with a wistful sigh. “God damn… You’re fucking lucky, Moon.”
The other two girls turned to give her a weird look.
Lyra blushed and kicked one foot along the floor. “I- Um, I’m kinda a furry… I like horses… She’s five times hotter now.”
“Oh,” Rarity said biting her lip awkwardly before turning back to the letter.
I’ve got a good job. I work for Princess Cadence as her Chambermaid. It’s not too hard of work, it pays well and I like my ‘boss’. She’s more of a friend/family member though. Her whole palace staff are like one big family.
She’s also totally running this place like a furry RP chatroom. Lyra knows what I mean, ask her. TLDR; Cadence is sort of basically a goddess of love, leaning to the sexy part of love. (But she’s married and currently monogamous. Weird huh?)
So yeah. I’m a wizard, I got a girl, a job, and a slightly squicky at first home that really grows on you after a while. I’m doing really well for myself here.
I’m not leaving. But, I can totally visit, probably. If not… Well, you girls can come visit me!
How? The portal to get here is inside the base of the statue in front of Canterlot High. It opens once every thirty Equestrian moons. Unfortunately there is a time discrepancy between the worlds. If somepony or someone uses the portal, time synchronises for a while, but then gets out of step again.
I know that Twilight visited, to retrieve an incredibly powerful magical artifact. I know when she returned and departed. This box arrived on the second day she was there. For you that’s probably one day after an angry new girl started ripping the place up and demanding money return her crown. There was probably a vicious fight between her and ‘me’. Use that date for your calculations.
If someone from this side comes through, the portal will open at midnight on your side in exactly thirty five months and twenty days from midnight of the second day Twilight was there. It will remain open for three days.
If no one from this side crosses, the portal will open for you in exactly seven years one hundred and fifty five days and twenty three hours from midnight of the second day Twilight was there. It will remain open for three days.
Beneath the pouch for Lyra is another pouch. It contains five hundred Bits (Pony money), that is enough for three train tickets from anywhere in Equestria to anywhere else. Get a ticket to the Crystal Spire in the Crystal Empire. That’s where I live.
“YES!” Lyra hissed happily. “I am so there!”
Pinkie winced, “We only have two more minutes, we need to finish!”
The three hurriedly went back to the letter.
Worried about getting in trouble for being caught wherever the portal is and getting in trouble because say, it’s on a military base? Don’t be. Pinkie, Rarity, you two are literally nation saving heros over here. Nopony will question your presence anywhere. Lyra, from what I could find out, your counterpart is best freinds with a mare named Vinyl Scratch, her dad is a Count. Just say you’re looking for Count Damsire Scârţâi to give him a message from her and nopony will think twice about it. Ponies are very trusting… But don’t abuse that. They can be vicious if needed, and you don’t want to spend the rest of your life as a ferret or a sentient dildo because you pissed off a wizard.
This section is for Lyra. Hi Lyra. Yes, I’m in your dream world. I’m sorry you are not here with me.
Do the photo retrieving thing Rarity did.
Lyra quickly slipped the picture out of the parchment as instructed and gasped. The photo was of a smaller, skinny, mare. She had a bright yellow coat, accented with a black mane tied into a ponytail, and a pair of chocolate brown eyes. She was beaming the biggest smile ever into the camera, and holding up a worn paperback book.
Lyra blinked in confusion at the title. ‘The Human Memoirs by Meep the Changeling. Emerald Books ltd’.
“Wut?” Lyra asked of reality.
This is Lemon Grass. She stumbled onto me writing this letter and since I have to keep her quiet I agreed to introduce her to a human girl who is into girls, if possible. She’s nice, but a bit annoying. To me. Personally I think you two could be friends.
Guess what? Humans are mythical creatures here. I’m not joking. She totally wants to meet one. I also know for a fact that she’s into that thing you like but I wouldn’t do with you because I found it gross. You’re welcome.
She’s also not actually a pony. She’s a species called a ‘changeling’. She can literally shapeshift into anything you want. What limitations? Just size and time spent practicing, apparently. I saw her turn into a motorcycle once. She turned on, and like, worked. It was fucking awesome!
The pouch for you contains three things. First is a small green gemstone set into a brass plate. If Cadence is right, setting the pad someplace where the gem collects sunlight should keep it charged. If you put the other items on top of it it should repower them, and keep them working despite the very very week thaumaturgic field.
The other item is a dragonfire quill. You’ll need to use ink with it. But if it can work across dimensions (and nothing says they shouldn’t work across dimensions), it’s tuned to send messages to Lemon. You can also send stuff to me with it, just tell her to give it to me.
To use it, write a letter with it, and then burn the letter. Once Lemon gets something she’ll have your ‘number’ and can reply. Yes, you could have a pony pen pal if this works.
(Sorry girls I could only afford the one… They are pricy.)
The last item is a small choker necklace set with a green gem. I can’t do transformation spells yet, but I’m almost at a Doctorate level with Illusion spells. The necklace, when tapped will make you look like you would as a pony.
WARNING! It’s just illusion. None of your physical properties change. You won't gain strength, magic, or anything. You’ll just LOOK like a pony. It’s a magic costume that provides sight, sound, smell, and taste. That’s it.
For everyone else, under the false bottom of this box are some potions. They are all labeled, and do fun things! I’ve been having a blast trying them myself. I’ve included one of my favorites for each of you. They are labeled with green dots. Ones with permanent effects are labeled with an orange dot. I’ve included an antidote for each permanent potion.
I’ve also included two other things in that compartment. You’ll need to charge these with Lyra’s solar collector. Pinkie, I got you the ring. It’s ment for a unicorn’s horn but will slip onto a finger just fine. The ring will warm up cold food that’s meant to be hot so long as you’re touching it. It will also cool down cold food and drinks you touch.
Rarity, the diamond earring is yours. I imagine you’ll never take it off and may in fact get it soldered on so you can’t lose it or get rid of it without cutting it off. Why? Because it repels dirt and grime. Ponies use them to keep their coats clean so showering doesn't have to be a daily thing. It takes HOURS to dry fur. And washing your coat uses an assload of shampoo. Put that earring in, and you and your clothing can’t get dirty until it runs out of charge.
Anyways, I need to ship this. I miss you all and will try very hard to visit the next time the portal is open. If I can’t, come see me when you can! Please bring as much steak as possible… Cows are sapient here too and while rabbit is tasty I miss beef.
Miss you,
Sunset
Lyra picked up the bag with her name on it gingerly, opened it, and fished out the necklace, slipping it on immediately.
“This never comes off again ever,” she whispered happily.
“Well, I think it’s clear that we all need to visit Sunset,” Rarity said firmly. “Let’s all swear that no matter what happens, we will come back here in seven years and go through that portal. Agreed?”
“Agreed!” The other two girls said as one.
They sealed the pact with a handshake. It would not be broken.
The End