Prim had fallen back asleep easily, for she no longer worried about the dream that she had just a few moments ago. However, her sleep was interrupted by a hoof booping her on the snout. Her eyes closed tighter, then loosened, then tightened once more. But, the booping continued. Each time the hoof pressed softly against her snout, she grew awake more and more. Finally, she let off a small groan, saying slightly annoyed,” 5 more minutes, please...”
She expected to hear Night’s or her mother's voice, but a male voice sang softly in her ear,” If you don’t wake up, how am I going to see your beautiful eyes? Hmm, ~?”
Prim muttered something under her breath, she barely heard the voice. She groaned once more, holding onto the soft form that she had snuggled against. Her mind slowly, but surely, started to turn on, allowing her to hear the male’s voice response. She heard it say calmly and softly,” Well... if you don’t want to wake up just yet, I can stay here and keep you company.”
Her mind began to process the voice, allowing her to remember some of the things that happened last night. Finally, when she completely remembered what had happened, she opened her eyes to see Flare. And, she did, albeit in a different position then she last remembered him. He was on his side, his right hoof wrapped around her with his left hoof hooked underneath her. He was laying down, his face to hers with his eyes closed.
Prim didn’t respond, she wanted to enjoy this moment a little while longer. So, she moved closer to him, having her already wrapped wing wrap tighter around him, pulling him closer to her as well. She couldn’t help but feel slightly tingly, she had not only admitted her feelings to Flare but, had also seen and felt that Flare shared the same feelings as well.
For a moment, the two laid there in silence, their hearts beating as one, only once did Prim open her eyes in this silence, and only once did she see that, with her presence, Flare was sleeping soundly. She remembered back to when she first started to grow affection towards the blue stallion, it was during her heat. When she started to fall asleep, she could hear that Flare had irregular breathing patterns when he started to fall asleep. But now, he slept peacefully, he didn’t breath in, wait a couple of seconds, then breath out, each time doing it getting longer or shorter at random, now, he breathed in a constant rhythm.
Among other things that she noticed about the sleeping stallion was that his ear always seemed to twitch softly. Now, this would be fine if her species weren’t hunters who, if they see any twitch of movement, would bite down on their prey, but, that's exactly what her species was. So she had to resist the urge to softly bite and nibble on his remaining ear. And it was a hard urge to resist. So, to distract herself from fantasizing about nibbling on an ear, she looked at his horn, which was smooth and curved upwards. She had always wondered why that was, even asking Flare about it, and, as expected, he told her in a scientific way. Really, she only heard the words sensitive, powerful, and dangerous, because she was looking at a delectable looking owl, which she tried to catch but failed.
The silence ended when there was a knock on Flare’s bedroom door. Prim quickly closed her eyes as Flare began to open his. She felt him nuzzle her and then felt the bed spring up softly, followed by the sound of his hooves hitting the carpet and walking towards the door.
“Huh, a letter from Blood Moon... Prim would want to see this,” Flare said. Prim heard him walk back to the bed. She felt the bed move downward slightly, followed by a soft hoof on her shoulder. She heard Flare whispered in her ear softly,” Prim, wake up~, I got a message for you~,”
Prim resisted the urge to open her eyes, she wanted to see how far Flare would go to wake her up. And the answer she got was all worth it to her. She heard Flare grumble,” Well, since that didn’t wake you up, maybe this will~.”
Prim thought of what Flare might do, and hoped that what he said wasn’t tickling. She was ready to open her eyes when she didn’t hear a response. Out of nowhere, she felt a pair lips connect with hers in a soft kiss. She didn’t need to force her eyes closed anymore, now, they just did it naturally. The kiss didn’t last for very long, however, but, it got Prim to open her eyes slowly.
She tried her best to keep the illusion that she had slept through it, so when she opened her eyes, she glanced at Flare with the best-confused face she could muster. With a confused and innocent voice, she asked,” F-Flare, what's going on? Did you ki-kiss me?”
“I did,” he responded with,” I needed to wake up Sleeping Beuty, didn’t I?”
Prim blushed slightly at the response. Her embarrassment made her stammer a little,”W-well, t-thank y-you F-Flare, I-I.. umm!”
Flare chuckled, pulling his body up onto the bed. Settling right next to her, he laid on his stomach and handed the letter to her, whispering softly,” Bit nervous this morning, huh princess~? Here, you got a message from your father.” He then levitates the letter over to her.
Prim looked down at the letter, her blush fading slightly as she opened it up, inside was a letter addressed to all staff. To put it simply, it said that all ponies within the castle are allowed to sleep in. Prim smiled at this, knowing now that she had free time that she could dedicate to whatever she wanted. But, she already knew how to use this time given to her.
She turned to Flare, her eyes practically glowing with amusement, so much so Flare asked, ”Whats goin’ on in the brain of yours?”
Prim flipped onto her belly and gave him an innocent look, responding with,” I don’t know what you’re talking about! I just realized that we both have time to ourselves! I am just thinking of the ways to spend it.”
Flare then heard Prim growl with amusement, a predatory gaze and smile now dominating her features, though Flare almost laughed as the blush was still prominent on her face. With a sudden jolt, Flare was now on his side, Prim laying down on said side, and nibbling his ear.
‘I got you now! Now you’ll stop twitching!’ Prim thought, lightly tugging on Flare’s ear, being careful as to not bite down too hard on it. In her moment of pure instinct, she had forgotten that Flare now laid underneath her, unbelievably confused at what is happening right now. But, being in a rather good mood, he decided to make a joke out of it.
With mock fear, he proclaimed,” Earington! What have you done this time? Why is the adorable mare attacking you?!” His words had the desired effect, he heard Prim squeak loudly, allowing his ear to do a tactical retreat to the side of his head. He could feel the heat emanating from her face right now, knowing that she was blushing from the compliment.
“You... you think I’m... adorable?” Prim asked softly, laying her head down on the side of Flares.
“Not the response I was expecting,” Flare stated,” But yes, I think you are rather adorable~.”
“Also... you seem a little nervous today. Something changed?” Flare said softly, lifting and turning his head to look her in the eyes.
“Well, you accepting me as the pony you love has made me slightly more nervous. Do you not like it?” Prim asked, nipping Flare’s nose.
“Nah, I like it. I love the shy, small, adorable mare that's laying on my side right now,” Flare replied, nuzzling her neck back softly,” Also, what with attacking my ear?”
Prim blushed once more, igniting the fading one she had just gotten rid of, her own ears falling to the side of her head. She wrapped her hooves around him, saying softly,” I-I’m sorry, it was just instinct... Your ear kept twitching, and...well I couldn’t resist it anymore...!”
She stopped when she felt Flare’s hoof press against her lips. Flare chuckled, moving his hoof out of the way as he spoke,” Prim, I want you to know that, even though it was random, I don’t mind. I know at least a little amount about the risks of falling in love with you. I’m willing to risk it. Besides, next thing you’re going to tell me is that your kind loves physical contact.”
“Well, the thing is...” Prim said, looking over to the side slightly with a small, awkward grin.
“I hit the nail on the head harder than I needed, huh?” Flare replied, raising an eyebrow.
“Kinda... I don’t know much, but from what the history books, Midnight, and Blossom say...,” Prim cleared her throat,” My kind is descended from bat ponies, who, love physical contact... a lot... Where they got this trait is something up for debate...”
“Oh, well,” Flare started, stopping shortly to let the information sink in. When it did, he said calmly,” Well, its good that I don’t mind snuggling, huh?”
Prim smiled, lowering her head down onto Flare’s neck, her body going limp. With a small smile, she cooed,” It’s perfect.”
The two laid in silence, allowing it to breathe soundly. The two, even though they just became lovers, knew each other more than any other couple, they almost knew the in’s and out’s of each other. Yet, they knew enough that they both love silent company, which they both have allowed to join them before in each other's presences, before now. The sound only being broken by the soft pelting of new, fresh rain hitting Flare’s window. Prim wasn’t anticipating a rainstorm, so she hugged Flare closer as more of a comfort object. Both had their own opinions about rainstorms, Flare thought of them as peaceful, he rather enjoyed the soft rumbling of thunder and the cracks of lightning. Prim, on the other hoof, was scared of loud noises, which included thunder and lightning, so her feelings towards the rainstorm are less than pleased.
Prim’s grip kept tightening her grip, each time the rain started to pick up. Flare didn’t mind that Prim’s grip kept tightening, but, at some point, he had to stop her so she didn’t break any bones or cut off his circulation... or make him choke. But, that moment was now long gone as Prim held onto Flare’s neck with a steel grip.
“P-Prim... I... need... to... breathe... loosen... your... GRIP!” Flare choked out, his face turning slightly purple at the amount of pressure placed on it.
Prim looked Flare in the eyes with slight fear, but, she complied, saying sadly,” I-I’m so sorry! I’m... I’m bad at this... why... why do I keep on hurting you?”
“It’s not your fault, Crumpet always gave bone crushing hugs. You weren’t doing anything wrong, you just wrapped your hooves around my neck is all,” Flare replied quickly and comfortingly, patting Prim’s head awkwardly.
“ Still! I don’t want to hurt you!” Prim whined, pressing her muzzle into Flare’s cheek.
Flare sighed,” I have an idea. You said your kind loves physical contact?”
“Yes?”
Flare didn’t say a word as he began the plan. His horn emitted a soft, blue glow, and Prim felt herself being lifted into the air. She was about to panic, but, the floating ended shortly with her being softly put on the bed next to Flare. The plan, however, didn’t stop there, he soon wrapped his hooves around Prim and pulled her close. She shuffled slightly, getting as comfortable as possible, which was easy in the soft grip. She looked at Flare and gave him a warm smile. Once more the two laid together in silence, not needing to say words as their eyes told all they needed to say.
...
*LE CRACK!*
“SQUEAK!” Prim yelled, her head diving under Flare’s chin and her wing retreating from around his back. She began to shake as more cracks of the sky’s whip sounded. Flare even heard the small mare whimper, scooting closer and closer to him, to the point where she was now slightly pushing him off the bed. Flare’s response was to wrap his hooves tighter around her and nuzzle her softly.
“Why are you scared of lightning? Did something happen when you were younger?” Flare asked softly.
“Y-yeah...,” Prim said softly,” I’ll t-tell you, but promise you won’t laugh...”
“Why would I laugh?”
“W-well, I’ll let the story explain...” Prim cleared her throat,” When I was younger, I had a toy named Pixie, she was my favorite, and one day, during the annual rainstorm, which is what’s happening right now, I was playing with her, I set her on a rock and walked away, two seconds later I turned around and saw lightning strike her... I was only a few feet away...”
Flare looked at the shaking mare, his mind running blank. He didn’t really know how to respond, so, he hugged the mare tightly, and kissed the top of her head gently.
Prim sniffed softly. Her soft whimpering was cut short by the loud lightning strike that took place outside of Flare’s room, which in turn caused Prim to squeak loudly as she started to shake rapidly. Flare never really knew how to help with the fear of lightning, growing up in the underground where rain and lightning were as rare as pony dropping into the underground. So, he did the only thing he could remember his real mother doing when he was little, hug him tightly and say that everything was going to be alright the day she did that... that... that was the day he lost her to the ponies cold steel.
Quickly wiping away a tear, he nuzzled Prim’s shaking head, even wrapping his tail around her. And, it worked, Prim shook less and slowly lifted her head out from underneath Flare’s chin. She locked onto his eyes with fear covering her own. At that very moment, he felt like he was protecting a filly, and he didn’t mean that in a mean way. A inner emotion filled him, a feeling that he thought long gone... protectiveness. His heart became like a stone as he stared out at the black sky. His eyes glaring at the clouds, almost as if he was trying to burn them away.
His attention was broken when he heard Prim ask, ”F-Flare? Are you alright?” He looked back down at what he thought was Prim, but laying against him was the filly of Integrity. He felt like he already knew this memory. The filly had been hurt badly by one of the traps, and he went to help her. However, he never remembered being this close to her, she never even called him ‘Flare’, she only called him Mr. Blue. He felt his heart drop, even though he thought he saw this memory before, he could never forget those that had been hurt, both directly and indirectly by him, and each time somepony got hurt, he remembers.
“F-Flare... are you okay?” the filly asked, but, her voice was different, this time it came out in a whimper.
...
“F-FLARE! YOU’RE BLEEDING!” The filly squeaked loudly, and like that, the illusion dropped. He blinked, then winced as he felt a sharp pain slid across his chest. Quickly, he put his hoof to his chest, then lifted it up to see it.
“Yup... that’s blood...” Flare croaked, his red eyes scanning the hoof.
Prim put he hoof to his chest, trying to stop the bleeding before it got worse. She panicked, thinking that Flare had seen something, remembered something, or felt something that made this happen. Thinking quickly she put her other hoof on the open wound. Her reward for doing it was that she finally realized, no blood was leaking out of the wound. The blood on Flare’s hoof was only from touching it. Then, it started to close rapidly, as if her touch was causing it. In only seconds the long, deep gash was gone and Prim stared at the spot it once was at, confused at what had just happened.
“H-how?” Prim asked, staring down at her hooves, cheeking for any blood on them.
“I guess the connection is stronger than I thought...” Flare replied, grabbing Prim’s
“C-connection?”
“Well,” Flare said,” If a monster falls in love with a non-monster, their souls will connect to each other. The monster will heal faster, more effectively, their spells, whether it be for an attack or other, will be twice or three times as effective. The monster’s partner, you, will be more immune to outside magical attacks, like a fire spell that could rival the sun would turn into more of a desert breeze. Not only that but the monster’s spells, the monster that is attached to the non-monster, like healing, would do the stuff of miracles, like mending broken bones, and in some cases, bring their partner back to life. However, the power to bring a monster back to life isn’t as hard... my real mother could do that, it was her best form of magic.”
“W-wow, that’s a lot to take in... I have some questions though...” Prim replied, her free hoof wrapping around Flare’s as she stared directly into the red dots of Flare.
“Hmmm, well, since we did just ‘become a thing’, I think it’s a good idea to ask questions,” Flare replied, giving her a soft smile.
“Yeah... good idea!” Prim agreed, returning the smile with her own.
“So... who goes first?” Prim asked.
“Well, ladies first,” Flare replied.
“Alright... why are you hiding your past from me?”
“Ummm...” Flare responded, looking away from her,” D-don’t wor-”
“Nu-uh! I not having that!” Prim replied, using her hoof to guide Flare’s face to look at her,” If you don’t tell me... I’ll... I’ll use my SPECIAL attack!”
“...What?”
“You heard me! Tell me! Or else!” Prim said, her eyes narrowing.
“... Prim, I hate to break it to ya... but you don’t seem like a mare who would fight...”
“That’s it!” Prim said,” I’m going to use my SPECIAL ATTACK!”
With that, Prim used his weakness against him, cuteness. Within a second, Prim gave him the lethal puppy eyes, a war strategy used by a races female counterpart that could cripple the strongest of any male, it could destroy empires with a single blow! And the devastating effects took hold of Flare and- alright you get the point, I’ll just continue the story... without being weird... maybe. Flare tried to look away from Prim, but her hoof kept his head in place. So he closed his eyes, but Prim wouldn’t be so easily deterred, with confidence that had been building up, she went for the kill... not really.
Flare felt Prim’s lips smash into his, the effect was that his eyes opened wide. Prim’s plan worked, and soon, she gave him the very thing he couldn’t steel himself against. With a snort, he finally broke,”Alright, I’ll tell you my past! I’ll let the story explain why I hide it!”
Prim smiled, closing her eyes as if savoring her first victory against him. However, she knew that it wasn’t going to be used so easily next time.
“Alright, get comfortable,” Flare said, and Prim didn’t miss a heartbeat, her right wing laid on top of Flare’s back her left laying lazily on top the bed, her side pressed snuggly up against his. Flare blushed softly at how fast the small mare had positioned herself just to get comfortable, and the fact that she mainly got comfortable with his character. He cleared his throat softly and began the story,” I won’t go too far back, so I’ll start before I lost my... I lost somepony close. I was on the outskirts of Ponydin, waiting for a pony to exit the Ruins, and just my luck, I ran into a small filly.” He stopped abruptly, giving a small gulp,” I had to help her out of a scuffle, she got injured pretty bad... So, I helped heal her. I only felt that emotion once before I met her when my brother got into a similar scuffle with some bullies at school. I felt protective of her, like I was her brother... that made her death all the more tragic...”
Prim gasped loudly, her hooves went up to cover her mouth. A loud crack of thunder brightened the room for a mere second, revealing a grim look on Flare’s muzzle. Yet, he continued,” She wanted to show me a dancing trick she’d learn earlier. I don’t know why she chose Water Front, but, she did... She did the trick, really close to the edge... she slipped and fell into a pit... to add insult to injury, she fell into sharpened stalagmites...”
“F-Flare, I’m... I’m so sorry...” Prim said softly, a few tears forming in her eyes.
“It’s alright... I’ve gotten over it... somewhat,” Flare replied, wrapping a hoof around Prim and nuzzled her. She nuzzled him back in response.
“W-well, time for you to ask a question,” Prim said, wiping away a tear that had formed from the story.
“Alright, my question is...” Flare sighed softly,”... Why me? In what way would you find love for a monster like me?”
“Because you’re kind to me,” Prim answered immediately, she followed up with,” Because you take chances to make me happy, like what you’re doing right now! You’ve had my back for months, you always make me smile when I’m sad or in a foul mood, you’re really the only one other than my family to care about me so much. To me, you. are. perfect!” She thought for a moment, other reasons coming to light,” Also, you are so laid back, always calm and collective whenever I’m scared, you even help me through it, like with the lightning and such! There are so many things you have done for me, all of the deeds that I want to repay, but, when I see you sad and unhappy, I feel the same way. One day, I’ll repay those deeds, but today, I want you to be happy, I’m happy that you accepted me as a partner, I just want you to be happy!”
Prim paused once more, trying to think of any more reasons as to why she did love him, a single thought came to mind once more. This thought made her slightly hungry though. She licked her lips and stared directly at her partner, and within a second she leaped forward and brought him into a deep kiss. This caught Flare by surprise, which allowed her tongue to slip into his mouth.
‘Boom!’ Her mind cooed, as it finally tasted what she was looking for. The sweet taste of blueberries. She kept the kiss going, hoping Flare would do the same to her, for she always wondered what her taste was...(Get your mind OUT. OF. THE. GUTTER! Yes, you! No, not you, the person next to- ya know what, all of you follow the message!). Sure enough, he followed, although he did it reluctantly. His tongue slipped in through her fangs. After a few more loving moments for Prim and some awkward moments for Flare, the kiss broke, leaving behind a small strand of saliva.
“Not only that,” she cooed,” You taste like blueberries!”
“W-well,” Flare stammered slightly,” That was rather unexpected...”
“Well, ~?” Prim cooed.
“What?”
Prim gave Flare a soft nudge,” What do I taste like?”
Flare blushed,” Well if that’s one of the reasons why you went full throttle for a kiss then, you taste like strawberries.”
“Well, that’s one of the reasons, another one is that I wanted to see your reaction!”
“Huh, well... I still didn’t expect a Prench kiss,” Flare huffed, looking at Prim with a mildly annoyed look.
“O-oh, s-sorry! A-are you mad? Please don’t be mad!” Prim begged, giving Flare her dangerous puppy eyes.
Flare’s look softened, and he spoke calmly,” I’m not mad, calm down.”
“O-oh, okay...”
“Huh, I found another reason why I love you,” Prim cooed, her head moving to press against his chest,” You’re very patient with me~”
“Well, I can be patient if I need to, besides, I’m going to need it because of your timidness~” Flare teased.
“U-UM!” Prim stammered, her mouth and mind failing her. But before she could embarrass herself anymore, Flare pulled her slightly closer and chuckled.
“Don’t worry about it, besides, it’s your turn to ask a question. Ignoring the previous one.”
“A-alright... you never told me if you had an adoptive father, did you ever have one?”
“Yes,” Flare’s tone turned dark, his red eye diming slightly,” That is ALL I am going to say.”
Prim knew that she had hit not one or two, but at least three nerves with that question.
...
*Large hungry groan*
Prim Bite’s stomach let off a large groan. Her blush reappeared as she looked down and back up, trying to avoid Flare’s gaze.
“Well, I guess I can ask something?” Flare said with a bemused smile,” Are you perchance hungry~?”
“Kinda...”
“Alright, I’ll go get something for us to eat,” Flare said, as he began to rise from his position. However, a quick jolt pulled him back down.
“W-WHOA!” Flare shouted as he was pulled into a leathery embrace. Prim’s hooves and wings wrapped around him tightly. Once more, Flare was now forcefully snuggled up to the side, being held like a teddy bear, by Prim.
“NOPE!” Prim replied loudly,” I don’t like lightning! I don’t really like being alone! You are my only way of getting through this right now! Please, don’t leave!” She thought a moment more,” B-besides, we’re comfortable! Yeah, t-that's also it!”
“I keep underestimating your races strength...” He sighed,” Listen, why don’t you come with me? I wanted to go by myself so you could stay comfortable. However, I forgot about the lightning storm outside... Also, you’re afraid of being alone?”
“Yes... I mean, I don’t really like to be alone, not when somepony like you can keep me company! B-besides, I’m not that hungry, we should just stay here and... and enjoy each other’s nice, warm, soft company!”
“Prim, I love you and all, but as your partner, I feel the need to take care of you, call it the basic instinct for a monster.”
“Hmmmm!” Prim hummed nervously,” I-if you do go, how long will you be gone?”
“Even though I’ve been to the kitchen, I’d never got the coordinates to teleport there, so maybe a couple of minutes?”
“You have a horn right?” she replied, poking his horn softly.
“Ow- hey, OW! Please, stop poking the curved dagger protruding from my head! It’s rather sensitive!”
“O-oh s-sorry!”
*Sigh*“I know what you’re going to say, I can teleport with my horn, and yes, I can, but it will still take some time because I’m not really good at raiding a fridge like Night Blossom,” Flare said, rubbing his horn softly.
“First off, how did you know that Night raids the fridge? Second, if you do go... can you get me some bird meat?” Prim asked hopefully.
“Sure, alright,”
...
-Awkward Silence intensifies-
...
“Well, I’ll be right back then,” Flare said, his horn lighting up with magic as he prepared to teleport. To this Prim nodded sheepishly.
-_-In the Kitchen_-_
Flare’s teleportation was a success, he appeared right before the meat freezer. On the side was a rack that contained three thick jackets. The freezer here was really cold, cold enough that if you were a normal pony, going in there without one of these jackets meant that you would freeze to death in thirty seconds. Really, it wasn’t a good way to go out, but it stopped animals like rats and raccoons from raiding it, their bodies were always found and later added to the meat selection.
Flare, having lived in below freezing temperatures (Which was weird because no one seems to be affected by said temperatures) was immune to the freezing cold, more than once he went in there without the jacket, sometimes for more than three minutes, and always came back out with zero injury, well other then that one time him slipped and fell onto a meat hook.
“Well, time to go look for some bird meat,” Flare said as he opened the door and walked in.
There wasn’t really anything in there, just... well meat. However, each type of meat was labeled and dated, more so than needed. So finding the bird meat was easy, all Flare had to do was ignore the pegasus wings and get out of there. After that, it was simply cooking the meat and heading back to his room. He had to admit, this kitchen was kinda lonely when there isn’t a very cheery mare singing outdated songs.
He exited the room once the meat had been cooked. He wanted the meat to cool down so it wasn’t too hot when he reached his room. But, a certain mare would cause him to be held up slightly.
“There you are Flare! I was wondering if you knew something!” the mare asked.
Flare turned around and saw Midnight with a face that she would give if she was skeptical. She huffed and asked,” Did Prim tell you anything... um, important, last night?”
“What do you mean ‘important’?”
“Did she really not tell you?”
“Tell me what?”
*Sigh* “Welp, sis I love you but now its time to end this dumb secret. Flare, Prim loves you.”
Flare raised an eyebrow, before saying,” Oh that? Yeah, she told me that last night.”
For Midnight to have a shocked expression, it took a lot to do it, right now, she looked pretty shocked. Her eyes looked at him skeptically,” Really now? I’m surprised that you aren’t in a forced snuggle...”
“Well, she got hungry and I convinced her to let me get her something to eat.” He replied, showing Midnight the plate of food he got her.
“Huh... alright. I want to tell you something very serious,” Her tone shifted to a more serious one,” Prim was looking for a good stallion for a long time now, she wants to find sompony she could love, sompony who would give back the same love. Don’t screw this up.”
“I won't, you have my word,” Flare replied, just as serious.
Midnight glared into his eye, daring for any sense of unease or lies to show themselves. When she didn’t see a hint of either, she looked away. With that, the two departed.
...
Flare teleported back into his room. Prim laid there with her wings over her head, covering her eyes as she also shook. Most likely the lightning had scared her. However, with the smell of fresh, cooked meat, her head moved upwards to look at him.
“There you are!” Prim squeaked loudly as she jumped up and flew into Flare to give him a hug. Flare put the cooked food onto a nearby stand and he wrapped his hooves around her.
“You said it wouldn’t take that long!” Prim whined, her face now buried in Flare’s chest.
“Sorry, dear,” Flare replied.
‘There is more behind this lightning story, no one is this scared of lightning...’ Flare thought.
To be continued!
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The queen is angry, she wants to find Flare, more-so than ever.
She thinks that he found a way out of the underground. I don’t believe her. Ever since he left, she became more and more untrustworthy, her anger is easily spiked...
Hopefully, I can find Flare before she does, he’s my friend, and he helped me out of a... problem.
-Dr. Rough Terrain
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