//------------------------------// // Chapter 3 - A Small Ray of Sunshine // Story: Wherever the Light Shines // by MLPSolarDash1907 //------------------------------// PRESENT DAY – Year 16 – Day 364 Pound. Pound! POUND! “Gah! There!” she cried. She put one section of weaved straw onto the roof. Despite being soaked to the bone, the rain did not deter her from keeping her abode from flooding. Not today! Not ever! “Only two more places to go,” she said. She stepped over to the other side of the roof grabbed a rope with her magic and pulled up some more weaved straw. “Typical living, typical living,” she said as she placed the straw down and pounded it in. “Great! Now one more to go!” she said, proud of herself. She levitated the final rope to finally finish this quick chore. She has to go out and pick some sunflowers before the forest blackens. She never backed down from having her fresh flowers a day before she- The wind blew harder, causing Mystic to shut her eyes as the rain pelted her face and blew her hood back. She groaned loudly. When she reached for it, she heard something shifting. She turned and an old piece of the roof blew off and tumbled onto the ground. “Aw, give me a BREAK!” she cried. “I literally just had one left!” The wind didn’t take a hint and blew hard again, nearly knocking her off the straw roof. “I only hope I don’t go rain blind!” she growled. Flashback – YEAR 11 “Mystic! You’re lagging behind again!” the Boss cried. “Sorry, sir!” Mystic cried, resuming her work. “Are you feeling okay?! You’d better not be feeling sick!” “No, sir! My mind was wandering!” “Lag behind again and you’ll be doing the rest of the worker’s jobs for the rest of the month!” “Okay, sir!” Internally shaking her head, her forelegs moved her forward with the job, cursing herself as she tried to keep it from wandering and to focus. Sometime after finishing her job for the day (and thankfully keeping up), her mind was focused on getting back to the Palace, take a bath and go to bed. “You did it again, Mystic,” she scolded herself, “That’s the fifth time this week! No more!” Almost as if fate wanted to mess with her, she had a memory of Sunshine smiling at her. She groaned loudly. Ever since meeting that filly, Mystic berated herself for opening up to her. How could she have been so stupid and weak? She can’t trust anypony! She did her best to forget about it but every time a thought about her would come she would be taken off guard. Almost as if it were something floating around her that never wanted to leave. It was irritating. Sunshine was always smiling and happy despite being an orphan. Sighing, Mystic headed back to the Palace to clear her mind and have a bath. The walk back she began thinking of how much stronger she’s been getting. Her tightened muscles made her smirk. However, whenever she tried to think of something else, her mind wandered back to that filly. Sunshine Smiles. Sunshine Smiles. An accursed...yet wonderful name, yet... “GAH!” Mystic cried. She stomped faster down the hall. The bath didn’t help with her thoughts either. That smile and bright spirit brought a warm feeling to her heart. She cannot deny that there’s something new about this one filly out of thousands of ponies out there. Is this fate playing with her? Testing her wills? Trolling her? The questions bounced around her head like ping pong balls as the warm feeling returned. It seemed...real? What was this? It felt as if it were calling to her and Mystic wanted to follow. Should she? No! Everywhere she’s gone she’s only landed in more trouble! Her horn lit and she pulled the covers over herself as the conflict within her went on. The rain continued to pour hard as she potted for gold in the shallow river. She shook the bowl several times to find several pieces of the shiny mineral only for the torrential downpour to wash them away. A loud groan muffled by the storm escaped from her mouth as ber gaze glanced upwards to see the landlord surveying the area. She hoped he hadn’t seen her drop those pieces of gold. Gold... Sunshine’s coat. Mystic slapped herself. There you go again! she scolded herself, What’s wrong with me?! The day went on and thankfully she filled up her quarry which was considered “adequate” and she moved onto shoveling a foundation for a new building while ponies behind her did their best to keep the place up. It was next to impossible to keep the mud from getting all over herself and the rain sliding the mud into the pits being dug. Why they had to do this in the rain was beyond her. It seemed like an effort just to make the workers suffer despite the claims of a “tight schedule.” “NOOO!” she heard ponies scream. When she turned around she was only met with a wave of recently fallen rain that washed over her and caused her to fall. She screamed under the water and immediately broke for air. She climbed out of the pit to see that a small flash flood had come through washing most of the work away! “You’ve got to be kidding me!” she said in disbelief. “Pull out! Pull out!” the landlord ordered, “Weather is getting worse! Bigger floods on the way!” Mystic gulped and trembled. Ponies began heading out of the area and she followed without hesitation. She screeched to a stop when she nearly stepped into a pool of water. “No, no, no!” she whispered to herself as her body trembled and her legs felt like noodles. She made her way around the pool which seemed to lap at her hooves, trying to pull her in which caused her to whimper in fear. “Stay out of the water,” she whispered. Sometime later, Mystic stomped through the wet streets. The chores scheduled for the day were canceled because of flooding. Alone time is needed and there won’t be much time being out here. Ponies glanced at her but she paid them no mind. As her mind wandered to her circumstances, her teeth grit and let out snorts of hot air. All day of doing work and with little to no regard for her efforts! It’s humiliating! It’s distasteful! Her mind turned towards the Leader, he might be the “nicest” pony she knows of but he does next to nothing other than keeping his name intact at very appropriate moments! He’s been a little beneficial but she hates to admit that Hong is likely right about him. That name...that abysmal name makes her blood boil and want to beat him until he went to Tartarus! Yeah! He’ll be sorry for humiliating her! She glanced over and spotted a unicorn selling some products. Mystic walked over and gave him the few bits she had. “I don’t sell to low lives,” he scowled. Mystic growled. “I have no business in being called a low life from a hot-headed loser!” “What?!” the unicorn snapped. “Just give me the products now!” Mystic growled. “I don’t care what you do!” She waited for the loser to give her the products. “More bits then,” he said. “Are you kidding?!” “No.” Fed up with this loser, Mystic pushed up against the stand and shook it violently before she took her bits back. “I’ll find somepony else that sells real quality food!” she snapped, “Thanks for nothing!” She heard the unicorn yelling at her but she kept stomping forward not caring where she’s going. Miserable city. Miserable life. She was being told from all corners to give up and accept her fate. However, there is something within her that kept her from surrendering. It’s almost like a blessing. Hay, it’s impressive she’s gotten this far. But...can things ever get better? A few minutes passed and she heard some kids laughing and playing. She perked up and looked to her left. Next to her is a yard surrounded by a wooden fence with poorly maintained playground equipment. Colts and fillies played all sorts of games. Mystic just kept walking until she got a glimpse of a sign that had the word ‘orphanage’ as part of the title. She lightly gasped. Sunshine? Was she here? The unicorn wanted to continue onwards but is she really here? A tug at her heartstrings. Almost feeling as if longing for her ideals and bright personality. Without too much debate, she made her choice. The mare spotted a boulder near the fence, crouched behind it, and peered into the yard. She had to shift her position a bit to see around the metal pole in front of her though. Where is she? Where is she? Her gaze scanned the playground and she spotted Sunshine in the middle of the playground. Mystic considered calling out to her until she saw the filly turn a bit and noticed a distraught look on her face with three other fillies near her. “Just let me play!” Sunshine cried. “Oh, come on,” said the first filly, “We just want to talk!” “I think you’ve talked enough!” This isn’t looking good. What’re they doing? Curious, Mystic leaned forward to listen in. “Oh, look at the weirdo with the unnatural horn and funny ears!” the second teased. “Hey!” Sunshine hid her ears, “My ears are unique!” “Unique?! Talk about ridiculous!” the fillies began laughing menacingly. Mystic felt her heart drop as she saw Sunshine began to tear up. Why is she beginning to see herself in this filly? Somepony who doesn’t deserve the cruelty directed at them? “Please! I don’t want to be teased anymore!” Sunshine cried. The third filly spitefully laughed, “What? Like the past few months? Or ponies before us? You’re also talentless and can’t do basic levitation right!” Mystic began to snarl. “Face it Sunshine!” the first scolded, prodding her in the chest, “You’re a freak! Nopony here has adopted you for all your worthless life!” Mystic’s blood began to boil. “Your parents never wanted you! Face it, Sunshine, you’re worthless! And that’s all you’ll ever BE!” the filly shoved Sunshine right into a puddle of mud. Mystic gasped loudly. “HEY!” she roared and shot up to her hooves, “Leave her ALONE!” Everypony’s attention snapped to her as she grabbed the metal pole and began running right at the fillies! Full of rage, she screamed causing the fillies to shriek in terror before they bolted off into the orphanage. “That’s right you little stuck up brats! Get your hides in there before I tan them all for you!” Mystic cried. She kicked a stone. Huffing, she turned to the whimpering Sunshine. Her anger faded and Mystic made her way over. “Are you okay, Sunshine?” she asked, levitating her out of the mud. “I-I’ve been better...” Sunshine whimpered. Mystic’s eyes widened at the sight of her tears. The unicorn scanned her environment, spotted some towels, levitated them over and began scrubbing Sunshine. “They’ll come for you...” said Sunshine. “Who? The orphanage caretakers?” “What is going on out here?!” a voice demanded. “Speak of the devil,” Mystic turned around with a glare. “Why are you terrorizing our orphanage?!” an overweight mare demanded. “Oh, maybe I’m spicing things up because you don’t bother to take care of the fillies and colts!” Mystic antagonized. “That doesn’t give you the right to do what you did!” “And you dare not take care of kids? You’re crazy you fool!” The mare gasped, offended. “You watch your mouth, blank flank!” “I’m used to the scrutiny! Even worse than you!” “Mystic, what’re you doing?” Sunshine asked, concerned. “You’re going to get in trouble!” “I’m already in enough trouble,” Mystic answered, “Have been since I got in.” “What do you mean?” Mystic gave her a light sympathetic smirk before turning back to the mare with a glare. “I’m getting the authorities for this!” said the mare. Mystic remembered she had her rights and that the Leader (as much of a fool he is) did say she could make a friend of her choosing. Sunshine is going to be that pony. “Go ahead,” Mystic challenged, “Just don’t let it go to your big head.” The mare growled in deep offense but she left to get the authorities. Mystic turned around to face a flabbergasted Sunshine. “I...” Sunshine trailed off, “I can’t believe you!” “I’ve got this,” Mystic assured her, “I might receive some yelling and more chores but it won’t be the worst I’ve been through.” She sat down and turned to reveal her scars along her back to Sunshine. She heard the filly gasp. “What...happened?” Sunshine whimpered. Mystic turned to her with a sad smile. “It’s a long story, my friend.” Sunshine’s eyes widened, “F-Friend?” Mystic nodded. “If you want to be.” She gently reached out a hoof. Sunshine trailed off. Mystic saw in her face that she’s processing what had just happened. The poor filly likely hasn’t had anypony stand up for her the way she did. Soon, Mystic heard some larger hoofsteps approaching. She turned to face the soldiers stopping in front of her. “So, let me get this straight,” Hong rubbed his temples, “You went out and straight-up attacked an orphanage?!” “I more or less defended a pony being bullied,” Mystic growled, “And a pony that I decided to be my friend!” “And if this pony supposedly got bullied and you supposedly made friends with her, did she agree and why in Imperial City did you attack colts and fillies?” They’d been going at this for about 20 minutes and Hong hasn’t been letting up on his views he’s suspecting her of! “She did agree, you mad idiot,” Mystic hissed. She ignored the loud SLAM on the table and cut in before he could say anything, “And I didn’t attack anypony. I was just scaring them so they’d get away from my friend.” She leaned back into the chair, “I shared my story.” Hong let out a low growl and turned to his soldier at the door. “What do you think?” he asked. “I think she’s telling the truth,” he said. “One witness did mention she was just waving the pole around and never did appear to want to hurt anypony once she’d helped her friend.” “Are you serious?” Hong sighed. “Affirmative, sir.” “Your lessons are proceeding you, General,” said Mystic, “I’ve been learning a lot from...” she leaned forward with a coy smirk, “The very best.” She could see the rage build up behind Hong’s eyes but he did not lash out at her. He sighed and nodded at the soldier. The soldier opened the door and gave the message to a servant. Mystic faced Hong. She knows she needs to keep up the sassiness and her attitude to show him that he has no control over her. She’s a part of the worker program and under rehabilitation! The Leader may not be much of a leader but he does take priority into keeping his system up so he can keep himself in power. Or, that’s what she hopes. Soon, the servant returned and whispered something into Hong’s ear. He stood up and motioned Mystic to follow him. Let it be good news, let it be good news, Mystic thought. Hong growled at her. Success. Mystic let a smug grin grow on her face. “The filly has stated to want to be friends with Mystic,” said the Leader as Mystic’s heart soared but kept her eyes on him. She heard Hong let out a deep sigh. “I know you did get out and bother those fillies and the owners were constantly complaining about your actions, Mystic,” the Leader went on. “So to appease them, I will give you some form of punishment. Figures. Not fair! She was defending her! “Yes, your Majesty,” Mystic spoke in a respectful tone, cringing inwardly. “And you do formally agree, Mystic, that this filly should be your friend?” the Leader asked. Typical formalities. “Yes, I hereby formally agree that Sunshine Smiles should be my first friend in this city,” Mystic looked up at him with ‘Bambi eyes.’ “Sir, this filly is crafty,” Hong advised. “Hush now, General,” the Leader growled, “You always tell how crafty and wicked she is when I see she’s changing for the better.” “How do you know that?!” Hong demanded, “You barely lift a hoof to help this city!” “I do everything I can!” the Leader snapped defensively, “Now, General, you’re dismissed! Get back to work!” Hong growled. Mystic felt another victory as he walked off in defeat. When he was gone, the Leader spoke again. “And what’s this about a unicorn not selling you anything?” Mystic sighed, “I, unfortunately, wasn’t able to eat and I tried to get myself and Sunshine something to eat but that unicorn wasn’t willing to sell to ‘low lives’ and I’d just finished my work! Workers always get food with whatever bits they get as I understand from my time here, right?” Mystic explained. She’d twisted the details some but it’s very necessary. “Very well, I will get her something to eat and for your first step into a better life, I shall give you some food as well,” said the Leader. Mystic bowed before him, “Thank you, your Greatness.” Yes. This is working. The Leader yawned, “Okay, Mystic. You may go. And as for me, I’ve got my weekly ‘Me session’ coming up in an hour.” Weekly? More like daily, Mystic thought incredulously. She noticed a slight tremble in his left foreleg. He clutched it and swore she saw a small grimace on his face. The Leader coughed, “Apologies. Leave me be.” Mystic bowed and began leaving the throne room, taking a last glance behind her to see the Leader examining his foreleg. That was a little weird. The Leader doesn’t usually act like that. The unicorn continued down the hall towards a soldier that began escorting her to meet... Mystic nearly stopped walking. She had a real friend?! As she realized what had just been done, Mystic began to inwardly panic. She doesn’t know the first thing about being friends with anypony! All her life she’s been untrustworthy to anypony! Play it cool, Mystic. Play it cool. she thought. After walking a short distance to one of the smaller rooms of the Palace a chef came up from behind her carrying a couple of trays in his magic. He opened the door revealing Sunshine sitting at a table. Her eyes locked onto Mystic. The older mare froze. “Here you are,” said the soldier placing the two trays down, “Some provisions for both of you.” He looked at Mystic, “I hope you were telling the truth to the Leader.” Mystic snapped out of her daze, “Of course! I wouldn’t dare lie to his face!” Oh, great choice of words! Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! The soldier nodded and left. Mystic’s eyes locked with Sunshine and her admiring gaze. Both seemed to stare at each other for eternity until Sunshine patted the seat beside her. Her heart skipped a beat as she began to breathe deeply to calm her nerves before she sat down next to her. Mystic didn’t say anything to her. Sunshine began leaned back a bit and Mystic realized that she was gazing at her scars. She inwardly cringed, feeling the lashes from the past year go by. “My gosh...” Sunshine whispered. Mystic cleared her throat, “Yeah...I know...” “I can’t believe you’re a worker for the city,” Sunshine admonished. “You took a great risk for me...” “I know...” replied Mystic. She paused and thought of something else to say, “I could say you did something similar.” “How?” “Come on, a little filly like you talking to me a hardened pony?” “You don’t look like you’re hardened...” Mystic froze, aghast at her words. “Wh-what do you mean? Of course, I am. Look!” She showed off her tense muscles and pointed out more scars on her neck. “I’m growing to be a brutal pony with all I’ve been through. You wouldn’t know some of the thoughts I have had,” Mystic tried to reason. Sunshine shook her head, “You look like you’re hurting.” Mystic couldn’t stop herself from freezing a bit. How did she know that? Is she some psychic?! She didn’t see any reaction from her new friend, she supposed. Her words died within her mouth before she could answer. Sunshine opened up her tray and began eating the sandwich within as Mystic’s thoughts continued to wander. Things were beginning to get awkward, so she tried saying something, “I...don’t know the first thing about making friends or even being a friend.” Sunshine giggled, “I know a little. We can try and learn from one another!” “A little? More like a lot,” Mystic muttered. “Why I’m flattered,” Sunshine lightly teased. Mystic couldn’t help but crack a smirk in return. “Soooo,” Sunshine said, “Are we going to be friends?” Without much hesitation anymore, Mystic nodded. “Yes. Only if you want to be.” “Are you kidding?!” Sunshine laughed, “Of course!” She outstretched a hoof. Mystic momentarily gazed at it before taking it and her new friend shook it. Mystic watched as Sunshine skipped down the street. “So Mystic!” she cried, “Now that we’re friends should we have some secret hoofshake? Some place where nopony knows about?!” “I think there’s a bunch of places like that here,” Mystic muttered, feeling awkward. “Or-or we could pretend we’re different characters and act out our own scenes!” Sunshine paused and posed, “I can pretend to be a robot!” She didn’t look or sound anything like a robot. “Sounds delightful...” Mystic muttered sarcastically. “Ooh! Awesome!” And she didn’t pick up on her sarcasm. “Hey Mystic, hey!” “What?” “What do you call a-whoops!” Sunshine tripped again. “Sunshine! Are you okay?” Mystic asked, startled. “Just peachy!” replied Sunshine bouncing back onto her hooves, “The seas are rocking me a little bit today!” Clumsy and an orphan on top of all of this. She knows the filly needs friends but how could she be so happy? “Speaking of which,” Sunshine continued, “There’s a pool we could go swim in and...” “I don’t do pools,” Mystic interrupted. “Oh, that’s okay! We have tons of games to play on different streets for all ages!” Mystic sighed, “Sunshine-” “And-and! Maybe we’ll be hanging out so much that we’ll become like sisters and one day become official sisters adopted!” Mystic blinked. “Who knows what the future holds? I’m certainly looking to it being much brighter!” Only if that were true. “Sunshine,” Mystic interjected. “Yes?” “I apologize...I just...” she sighed, “I’m not comfortable with this even though...” She trailed off. Sunshine is a bright spirited pony, who’s to say that the two of them would make good friends? “Hey,” Sunshine spoke. Mystic gazed over at her. “Whenever you’re open to somepony to talk to, please don’t hesitate to ask or say,” said Sunshine. “Okay?” It was almost as if she’d read her mind again. But her hesitancy to trust anypony won over her again. “Come on!” Sunshine cried, taking Mystic’s hoof, “Let’s go have some fun! You have the whole day off!” Mystic cracked a smirk again. A whole day off something that happens once in a blue moon. “All right,” she said, “Show me what you got.” “Challenge accepted!” Sunshine grinned. Throughout the day, Sunshine took Mystic down the streets. She showed the older mare how to play some soccer, hopscotch, and jumping in puddles! She laughed as she began jumping from puddle to puddle enjoying herself. She accidentally splashed Mystic (which the mare stood still with her neutral expression) before smirking at her again. The next thing they played was hide and seek where Sunshine told Mystic to go hide. Mystic didn’t hide too well at first (behind a pole) and Sunshine told her that she needs to go hide good or she can’t seek her. A silly game but it could be fun. While playing, Sunshine found some sunflowers and picked them. She kept what she was doing hidden from Mystic for a little bit until she revealed a necklace made from the picked flowers. “For you,” she said. “Uh, thanks,” replied awkwardly. “Now make me one!” Sunshine said happily. “Make you one?” Mystic tilted her head. “Oh, it’ll be fun! Friendship necklaces!” Sunshine laughed. It took a while but Mystic was able to make Sunshine her necklace. As the day went on, Mystic began to get more comfortable with playing. Smiles broke out on her face and a laugh escaped her throat when she’d won a game of horseshoe toss (much to Sunshine’s delight). Soon, the day began to come to a close, much to their chagrin. “Sunshine, I don’t want today to end...” said Mystic, “I had...fun today.” She smiled a little. “I did too,” replied Sunshine, “But we have to return to our places.” “But this isn’t fair! We should share the same room or section!” Sunshine smiled sympathetically, “I don’t think it’ll work that way.” “It needs to!” Sunshine giggled, “I see you are growing more attached to me.” “Because I...!” Mystic’s words died on her mouth causing her to curse herself again. She longed for something like this. Something she didn’t want to lose after so much hardship. Sunshine wrapped her forelegs around Mystic’s legs. It was a warm hug. Mystic patted her head before they went their ways. As time went on, Mystic worked harder just to hang out with her new friend. All she could think about was Sunshine. Every day she finished her work it felt as if it was almost worth it. Almost. Because of standing up to Hong and recognizing her rights, she felt as if she’d bound him a bit. He saw her hanging out with Sunshine but didn’t bother them. However, she could still feel his bitterness towards her. Fool. She thought, Who does he think he is to get at me? Despite that, her spirits began brightening up, she feels like the weight of the world is lifting from her shoulders. Year 11 – Day 170 During their fun times together, conversations began to arise with them. Sunshine opened up about her life at the orphanage and Mystic tried to say something to lighten up her spirits and offered to convince the Leader to allow her to live in the Palace. Unfortunately, it wasn’t meant to be. Because of the laws concerning workers and other hogwash, she wasn’t allowed to come into the Palace. That’s completely stupid. One day, Mystic is walking down the street after a hard day’s work. But when she saw Sunshine, she couldn’t help but break out a smile. It felt good. Everything is feeling better. “Hey, Sunshine!” Mystic called. On cue, Sunshine turned and smiled brightly again. I’ll never get tired of that, Mystic thought. She stopped and watched as Sunshine began running over to her. Suddenly, she bumped into a pony in front of a couple of others. She fell to the ground and Mystic let out a light gasp. “Hey! Out of the way you rogue!” one of them rudely snapped. “I’m sorry! It was an accident!” replied Sunshine. “Get off the street!” Mystic snarled, stomped her way over and tapped on the pony’s shoulder. “What now?” he asked, annoyed. “Hey, you leave her alone!” Mystic growled. She lit her horn and levitated Sunshine to her side. “And who are you to talk to us like that?!” “Somepony who’s looking out for an actual decent pony!” “Excuse me?!” “You heard me!” Mystic prodded him in the chest. “Keep your hooves off me you filth!” “At least this city actually has decent ponies and I don’t reckon it’s the one with the egos too big for their britches!” mocked Mystic. “Why I never!” a mare with them gasped. “Never what? Think that there might be some decent ponies being snubbed by the fake decent ones?” She flicked the pony’s bowtie, “Give me a break.” She turned to Sunshine and began walking forward, “Come on, Sunshine. I’m fed up. Let’s get out of here.” Not bothering to turn around, she slowed down a little until she heard the sound of little hoofsteps following her. “Mystic, thank you,” she said. “No big deal,” said Mystic, “They’re all just full of hot air.” “I still think we need to be careful.” “Careful? When can we truly be sure we’re ever safe?” “By not being foolish.” Mystic stopped. She turned and gave her an incredulous look. “Foolish?” “I know you’re angry and upset. But try not to let it out on the wrong ponies.” “Sunshine...” “I’m still here if you ever want to talk,” Sunshine said softly, “I’m all ears whenever you need me.” Mystic sighed, “We can’t be treated like that. Something must be done about ponies treating us like outcasts.” “We might be outcasts to the rest,” Sunshine said, “But we’ll be outcasts together.” A smile broke out on her face. “That way we’ll be linked stronger than ever before!” An amused grin broke out on Mystic’s face. How could this filly be clumsy, somewhat naïve and have tidbits of wisdom at the same time? It’s a puzzle that is getting harder and harder to solve. “Okay you win,” she said, “How about I suggest what we play next?” “I was waiting for you to ask that!” Sunshine laughed. Year 11 - Day 183 “So how did you get that necklace?” Sunshine asked pointing to the golden necklace. Mystic took a bite of her sandwich, “I crafted it out of the finest gold in the nation.” “Really?!” Sunshine gasped. “Yep!” Mystic smirked, “Said to be created by the sun goddess!” Sunshine marveled at Mystic, she looked speechless as Mystic’s smirk grew. “You can tell that it’s quite a tale, can’t you?” she asked in a teasing tone. Sunshine blinked and shook her head. “Wait a minute!” she cried, “Were you teasing me?!” Mystic shrugged, “I never said that.” “You were telling the truth?!” “I never said that either.” “Mystic!” Mystic laughed and wrapped her foreleg around the confused filly. “You silly Sunshine! I was joking!” Sunshine let out a laugh, “Are you kidding?!” She smacked Mystic on the shoulder, “You got me!” “Good joke, huh?” “No! It was devious!” “Just like me!” Mystic winked. “Oh, you’re better than this!” “Or am I?” Sunshine let out another laugh and hugged Mystic tight. The older mare’s heart warmed and felt as if she were about to shed tears of joy. She felt like dancing the night away as if nopony were watching with this filly by her side. A thought came to her that caused her to frown. “You know...” she said, “I’ve...never really trusted anypony before...” Sunshine looked up at her, “Really?” Mystic nodded, feeling the painful memories return, “It’s too difficult out there to find somepony out there...” “Just because you don’t trust anypony, doesn’t mean you can’t trust anypony,” Sunshine reasoned. “It’s not that simple,” replied Mystic, “I’ve had nopony to rely upon and those I did trust turned on me.” She rubbed her temples, “I’m not trying to discourage you, I just want you to understand.” “I will do my best to. But can’t you try to understand my perspective, too?” Mystic glanced at Sunshine and saw her sympathetic eyes again. “You’re not the only one who’s been suffering,” she said. Her mind began processing what she’d been told. Had she not considered others who were suffering? Had she been focused on her own self? Maybe, but how could she have thought of others? “Well, what do you think?” she finally asked. “I think ponies need to come together, care for each other, and learn the best of all that’s good in the world,” replied Sunshine. Mystic inwardly held in a snort. Good? What good is out there besides this? “That sounds like a bit of a long shot, Sunshine,” she said, “At least for here.” “You can’t deny you’ve been wanting something better,” said Sunshine. “But there are ponies out there that aren’t in much better shape than you.” Suddenly, she beamed, “Hey! Maybe you can go around and help those in need!” Mystic scoffed, “I’m no hero, Sunshine.” “You could be!” “I doubt it.” “You neeeeveeerrr knooowwww!” Sunshine rested on Mystic’s lap. Mystic playfully rolled her eyes, “Okay then. Let’s suppose there is other good out there, what could I do to fight?” “Well, you could be a good help and maybe an inspiration for getting as far as you have,” Sunshine explained, “Anypony would’ve given up but you keep going! It’s incredible!” “Yeah...” Mystic hadn’t completely thought about it, but that is true. “Maybe you could be a beacon of hope or light and help those who need it most.” Hmmm. That does sound interesting, Mystic thought. “Who knows what could happen? It sounds exciting,” said Sunshine. Mystic smiled, “What about you?” “Huh?” “What do you think you would be?” “I don’t know. Maybe just continue to spread smiles and cheer,” Sunshine sat up, “I was thinking more of you because of your hardships.” Mystic sighed, “I can imagine why.” Both of them were silent for a little while. Being an inspiration and never giving up are great qualities of ponies. Maybe there is more out there that could be helped. Looking down an alley, Mystic thought she saw a glimpse of purple and blue hair retreat into the shadows. She blinked several times before dismissing it as her imagination. “Mystic,” Sunshine suddenly spoke. “Yes?” “I want you to promise me something.” She looked at Sunshine, “Promise?” “Yes,” Sunshine said in a firm tone, “I want you to promise me. Swear on all that is holy that you won’t hurt yourself or worse. Promise me that you’ll stand up and fight for all that is good and those who deserve saving! Promise me you’ll never give up!” She leaned closer into the mare’s face, “Don’t ever give up and salvage all that is good before it’s choked out.” The older mare gawked at her friend’s boldness. “Do you promise me, Mystic?” A tug at her heartstrings. Something in her told her to make this promise, no, she needed to make this promise and live it out! For her friend and herself! “I promise,” she said. That wasn’t enough. “No,” she pulled back and cupped Sunshine’s cheek, “I swear, on my own life and by the sun goddess above and all that is holy that I will never hurt myself and I’ll fight for all that is good and those who deserve saving!” Sunshine began to smile again. “I promise and I’ll be sure never to break it,” Mystic concluded. And she meant it. She will try and see those who need saving and do her best to fight! Her friend broke into her signature bright smile. “Thank you, Mystic,” she said. The first real promise she’d made to anypony or herself. There won’t be any stopping her from keeping such a promise even if it’s the last darn thing she does! This here is worth fighting for! This here is worth all of her struggles! She needs these ideals and values in life so she can get the hay out of this Tartarus hole! One night, while hanging out with her, Mystic would come to a choice she’s not made before. “Can you just imagine what all is out there?” Sunshine asked, finishing her observation of the stars, “The universe is very vast. Almost as if somepony took their time to spread the stars in beautiful positions.” Mystic smiled a bit, “Yeah. I agree.” Looking at the stars was something they always tried to do every night. Sunshine had a vast explanation and knowledge of the constellations, galaxies, and planets. Sure she’d learned about them some but Sunshine makes them sound much more interesting. “A little off-topic, Mystic,” said Sunshine. “What?” Mystic asked. “Have you heard of Equestria before?” Mystic thought for a second and nodded, “Yes. I’ve heard about it some. Not much I guess.” “There’s scarce information about it, but I have heard there’s a lot of whispers and rumors about it lately. It’s making me curious.” “Don’t bite into something that could be a false lead, Sunshine,” Mystic warned. “I won’t, it’s just interesting how so many ponies are whispering about it.” Mystic shrugged, she hadn’t considered Equestria since the Mare in the Moon incident. “Ponies talk. That’s all,” she said. Sunshine didn’t say anything else. Mystic glanced over to see her thinking. Probably what they were just talking about. Suddenly, Mystic felt a tug at her heartstrings. She inwardly sighed. She’s been keeping herself closed off from Sunshine for a long time and every day she’s been feeling the need, whether small or large, to bare her soul. Who else would listen? Nopony would. She closed her eyes, feeling the tears building up. She blinked them away. “Sunshine...” she said, “Can I tell you something?” “Sure, Mystic, anything,” the filly grinned. Mystic sighed. Wondering if this was a good idea or not. But that smile and soft look in her eyes almost made her feel...safe and free from judgment. It was a trait she’s admired from her. With much trepidation Mystic spoke, “I want to open up...about everything about myself...” Sunshine’s eyes widened, yet Mystic could see relief behind them. “I...” Mystic tried to start, “I...” She facepalmed, “Oh, I’m so stupid...” She squeezed her eyes shut. Only to open them when she felt a small off stroking her back. She turned to see Sunshine closer and with a soft, understanding look. “Take your time,” she said. Mystic thought she might melt. Her heart slowed and the warm feeling returned along with her sting. She closed her eyes. “I...don’t...” she inwardly cursed herself, “I woke up at 10 years old!” She practically blurted it out. “What?” Sunshine asked curiously. Mystic sighed, “I’m sorry...this is ridiculous...I’ve never opened up to anypony before...” She tried to think of something else. “It’s just...I’m eleven years old...and I don’t have a cutie mark...” Mystic solemnly explained. “Unicorns like you and I need to have them at our ages.” Sunshine laughed. Mystic’s eyes widened. Why was she laughing?! “Oh, Mystic!” the filly giggled, “Don’t let some high-stuck up pony tell you when you should have a cutie mark! Just keep looking! You’ll get it!” A question that she’s had forever finally came out, “How can you be so optimistic?” “Well, somepony has to be!” Sunshine laughed. No reason other than she has to? Did she learn from somepony to be optimistic? A caretaker? “I mean Sunshine, how could anypony like you be in this place? It’s awful!” “Awful it is, but we make the most of it you and I!” Mystic groaned and facehoofed. “Is there anything else?” Sunshine asked. Yes. Mystic thought. She cleared her throat, and pushed past her nervousness, “I just...it’s complicated...” “How so?” Sunshine gently caressed Mystic’s hoof. “I don’t know how to put it...” replied Mystic, scared of how Sunshine would take it. “Please, try me. Speak.” Mystic glanced at her friend’s eager face. Seeing that almost made her melt on the spot. Finally, after a few seconds, she nodded. “My past may not be as simple as you think it is...” she said. Sunshine didn’t reply but waited for her to continue. “I woke up in the city. As a ten-year-old.” “Huh?” “I don’t know what happened!” Mystic cried, the emotions being thrust out all at once, “I just woke up all of a sudden in the middle of a wintry road and had no memory of anything before!” “You’re kidding!” Sunshine cried. “No!” Tears began stinging Mystic’s cheeks, “I just woke up with no explanation in a cruel world that thrust me into the iron hooves of Hong!” She looked at Sunshine, feeling completely distraught in front of her friend. “I don’t know who I am or where I came from! Not knowing what my past is or who I knew before!” Sunshine blinked several times, completely taken aback by what she’s hearing. “And everything you know about with what I’ve been through is added to that and it’s terrifying!!” Mystic began weeping and shuddering, collapsing onto the rocky road. She choked, she sobbed, “Nopony else knows...I-I’m scared, Sunshine...” All of her pain, sadness, and loneliness poured out, letting out sobs as tears flowed down her cheeks like rivers. It’s out now. Sunshine knows her core issue and she doesn’t even care at this moment what she might say. She can reject her and she’d be all alone in this. It felt like she'd been sobbing forever until... She felt forelegs wrap around her. Surprised, the unicorn lifted her head to see Sunshine hugging her barrel. “Shhhhhh,” Sunshine whispered, “You’re going to be okay, Mystic. You’re going to be okay.” More tears fell rolled down her cheeks, “I’ve got practically nothing in my life...” “That’s not true, you’ve got me,” Sunshine whispered, “You’re strong, able to withstand the hardships. You made it this far.” Mystic choked, feeling as if the darkness of the world is closing around her and making her feel small. “Regardless of what happened, try to not think about that anymore,” Sunshine spoke. “It’s hard not to...” “Maybe, but you can try to stop thinking about that and start thinking about now. The present.” “Yes. Stop worrying about your past and that darkness. Who do you want to be? What do you love? Ask yourself questions like that.” Tears began welling up again. She’d never considered that. “I...don’t know what I want...” she said. “Oh?” “I don’t know if I am special...” “I think you are.” “How can you be certain?” “It doesn’t matter if you’re a bat, minotaur, one of those pegasuses, or standing on the moon. I believe everypony’s special in their own way,” Sunshine smiled. As disjointed as the sentence was to make a point, she did make it quite clear. Mystic began wiping her face free of tears and gazed into her friend’s eyes. “Just keep trying, Mystic,” Sunshine encouraged, “Be who you want to be. Be the best you can be.” As emotional as she is, Mystic managed to form a smile. The weight of the world rolled off her shoulder and she felt lighter than she ever had in her life. It was an incredible feeling! “Thank you,” she whispered. “No, thank you for sharing,” replied Sunshine. Mystic sat up and wrapped her forelegs around her, not wanting to let go. “Because of you, Sunshine,” she choked, “I’ve been able to open up to somepony I can truly trust and call...” She wiped her tears away, “A friend.” “I am happy to have you too,” replied Sunshine, “Ever since meeting you, I feel like I can be on top of the world with you. Promise me you’ll stay by my side.” “I swear on my life,” Mystic whispered. Mystic looked up at the shining moon as she felt hope rise in her chest. Present day - Year 16 – Day 364 “Finally!” Mystic cried. She’s fixed her roof and the abode is safe from the downpour. “In your face, nature!” she cried, pumping a hoof into the air. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled loudly. “Ha! You don’t scare me!” Mystic hopped down from the roof and noted that the rain is slowing down a little bit. Now to focus on what she’s come here to do. She entered her abode, walked over to her satchel and pulled out a plastic bag. It will be getting dark soon, so she needs to move to find what she’s looking for. Fortunately, it shouldn’t be too far of a walk. After trudging through the soggy ground and slick mud, Mystic found where most of the wind and rain were blocked by the trees. Mystic felt a tug at her heartstrings. She closed her eyes and fought off the urge. She needs to focus on this. It’s a sacred tradition. No matter how many times she does this she can’t help but have a heavy heart. She doesn’t allow herself to cry or have many emotions. She needs a clear mind to focus on her objectives. It’s been very beneficial. She stepped into a field and spotted her objective. Sunflowers. One step closer. The sky continues to darken as she made her way over. She lit up her horn, casting the closing darkness aside. She gazed at the flowers being pelted by the rain. “Pick the biggest and best ones,” she told herself. She stepped past the beaten and bent sunflowers. The unicorn searched for a few minutes before finding some that stood strong and beautiful. They waved at her in the wind. Satisfied, she picked them, levitated them over and carefully wrapped the plastic bag around them. As Mystic turned around to go back her lips trembled and blinked several times. Meanwhile, at Twilight’s castle She yawned. Twilight groggily walked through the cavernous hall of her castle. She made herself a late-night supper and is now going to bed. She needs to have her energy if she wants to be the Headmare and Princess she’s grown into! Nopony likes to be sleepy on such a job! But she has a nice pot of hot coffee to look forward to along with a warm breakfast cooked by her number one assistant! Her lips slightly watered. She turned a corner and paused when she spotted, leaning against the wall, a purple suitcase with a glimmering cutie mark imprinted on the front. Oh yeah. She’d forgotten about Starlight leaving for a trip to the Crystal Empire. But it wasn’t supposed to be until tomorrow morning. Curious, she headed over to her door-- *PAP!* Only for the door to hit her right in the face. “Ouch!” “What?! Hello?!” came a startled voice. The door opened to reveal a pinkish unicorn with a purple mane and tail with a cyan streak in either of them. “Oh, Twilight!” the unicorn cried, “I’m so sorry!” Twilight rubbed her aching muzzle, “It’s okay, Starlight. I’ve done that more than I’d love to admit.” Starlight relaxed some and pushed past Twilight, carrying a smaller bag with her. “I’m sorry, Twilight, but I can’t stay to chat, tonight I’m having a little detour to Canterlot to meet Trixie,” she said as she placed the little bag down. “Trixie?” Twilight tilted her head. Now this sudden departure made sense. “Yeah,” Starlight spun around with a bright smile, “Apparently she’s received a very special invitation to the Crystal Empire! Since I’m going up there, we both thought it’d be perfect for both of us to catch up and travel together the next morning.” “We?” Twilight cracked a knowing smirk. Starlight smiled sheepishly, “Okay, it was mostly Trix, but we did come to that agreement!” Twilight giggled, “I know. I was just messing around.” Starlight rolled her eyes. Twilight noticed a scroll peeping out of the barely zipped bag Starlight just brought in. “Anyway,” said Starlight. She scooped up her bags in a sweep of turquoise magic. “I’ve got to get to Canterlot so I can visit Sunburst again tomorrow!” She laughed, a very excited look on her features. Suddenly, she paused. “You did get a substitute guidance counselor for the school while I’m gone, right?” “Of course, I did!” Twilight smiled, “It only took three hours until I settled on Maud!” Starlight giggled, “Oh, Twilight.” “Hey, she told me her schedule wasn’t free until she found me having nearly given up!” “Okay, I believe you.” Twilight looked at the scrolls again. She raised an eyebrow at the sight of them. “Starlight, what spells are you bringing?” she asked. “Oh!” Starlight perked up, she looked at her bag, “You saw those, huh?” She zipped it up and looked at Twilight with an almost too bright of a grin. “It’s those couple of hypotheses we both went over a while back and I was going to get Sunburst’s opinion, too!” Of course. Starlight had found those recently and due to the School taking both of their time, they hadn’t looked at them as much as they’d want to. Starlight mentioned she’d wanted to catch up with Sunburst, it’s why she’s going. Twilight nodded, “Just be careful. New magic can be unpredictable.” “Psh!” Starlight scoffed, “You, Sunburst, and I, are experts at magic! You’ve seen the contents of them, they should be fine with a little Starlight and Sunburst monitoring them.” Starlight had once been careless with magic; however, this magic hypothesis Twilight has seen her looking into does seem challenging but not dangerous. Plus, she’s seen how much her former pupil’s grown over the years. “Okay,” said Twilight, “Just remember, you’re there to visit Sunburst.” “Oh, I know!” Starlight giggled, “It’s been so long!” “It’s only been two weeks.” Starlight paused and blushed a bit, “Uh, well…uhm…” “Enjoy your trip,” Twilight winked, knowing something about their relationship, “Just try not to go too head over hooves.” “Twilight!” Starlight squeaked, blushing madly, “Has Trixie been talking to you?!” Twilight smirked. “No.” “Are you insinuating something?!” Starlight blushed harder. “Am I, Starlight?” Twilight teased. “Twilight!” She turned around, “Enjoy your trip. Get back in time for the special event in about a week.” “I-I will!” Starlight stammered, Twilight looked back to see her scurrying to head out, “I wouldn’t miss it for the world!” She watched Starlight go. She’s obviously hiding something. At least something that’s not too well kept with all those recent, bunched together visits to the Crystal Empire.