//------------------------------// // Planning to Leave // Story: Rarity's Colt: A New Life // by Mocha Star //------------------------------// Snickers ran through town with Laxxie following right behind, unsure as to why he was running so fast back to the den, but aware that he wasn’t being hunted by another predator. She was confused, but trusted her alpha with her life, since he gave her life to begin with. They entered the boutique and Snickers ran to his room, closed the door after Laxxie had entered, and then got some paper and a pen to write a letter. After several minutes, he was done and looked it over with a variety of emotions. “There, a letter fit for a princess.” Snickers chuckled at his joke and rolled the letter before slipping it under his pillow. Laying on his bed with Laxxie climbing and lying next to him, Snickers sighed; thinking of what the future held for him. The sound of the front door closing,, made him think of Rarity standing beside Twilight in the library, the others by the door, he imagined, proclaiming his craziness. “Fix me, because I’m a mistake?” Snickers puffed some air from his muzzle. “Her life’s a mistake, maybe I should make her a necklace from back home. One I was gonna make my first couple days here, with her name on it, so she’ll put it on for sure. Then, well,” he frowned and looked at Laxxie, “no, I won’t have a slave, or a pet. Maybe I can leash her and have her be led around by Applejack? Wearing a bomb collar, and only she’ll know what it is.” Snickers snickered at the thought, then giggled until he laughed as the mental image grew to Rainbow Dash wearing full tack, saddle, and was being laughed at by the whole town while she was led down main street. There were two soft knocks on his door and his laugh quieted, but he couldn’t stop. “Who is it?” “It’s… your mother, Rarity. May I come in, there’s something I must tell you, and talk about.” “And me, Twilight Sparkle, too. If it’s okay, can I come in, too?” Snickers stopped laughing and rolled to his belly, staying silent for several seconds. “Come in.” The handle glowed blue and opened slowly, then Rarity walked in, followed by Twilight; neither rushed, neither smiled, and they both had trouble meeting his eyes when they looked at him. Standing side by side, Twilight took a half pace back to let Rarity start. Rarity looked back at Twilight and frowned while Twilight smiled sheepishly. “Snickers, darling, I must be honest with you. I’ve been a part of something I’ve found dishonest, distasteful, and disrespectful to you; and I’m here to come clean, as they say.” Rarity nervously flicked her mane and looked askance back to Twilight. Twilight cleared her throat and stepped beside Rarity. “Yeah, me, too.” Rarity rolled her eyes. “We’ve been lying to you, in a way. You see, my little prince, we were informed by Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy that… well, you see… I, we…” “Snickers,” Twilight spoke up, “we were told to play into your fantasy of being something else, and it was wrong of us to do it and we believe you are who you say you are; and we hope that you’ll find it in your heart to forgive us some day.” Rarity glared at Twilight. “Quite blunt, are you, my dear? Snickers, I am so sorry for what I’ve done. The whole time, I’ve felt so terrible, until finally I stopped pretending and started listening to you.” “Secrets and lies, how can I believe anything you say to me?” Snickers looked at Rarity, then Twilight. “How can I believe anything anypony has said to me since I got here has been true? I’ll be honest, to show you what it’s like; I heard everything you talked about. I was outside the library, and that’s how I got Pom Pom.” Snickers pointed to a spot behind the mares. Twilight gasped and grabbed the toy in her magic, scanning it and looking it over. “Oh, thank Celestia this is alright. If this had broken… oh, wait,” Twilight said. With a flash of magic, the toy was gone from the room. “So, you knew why we were here, then?” Snickers nodded. “Yeah, and I’m glad I heard it all. You got a little respect from me for standing up for me. But, you still lied to me. You don’t believe me at all, do you?! You just want some mindless drone in your pony collective? Maybe you’re only interested in fucking me, to help grow your population! Whatever the reason, I know the truth, and I hate you for everything you’ve done to me!” “My little pri--” “Shut up.” Snickers cried out. Both mares flinched. “I don’t care what you have to say, just leave me alone.” Snickers looked away from them and out the window. He noticed pegasi flying and pushing clouds, more to distract himself from the mares than anything else. Rarity moved toward him, stopping when Snickers turned to look at her with watery eyes and a sneer that wasn’t common on a pony. “No, Rarity. Leave me alone.” Rarity gasped, placing a forehoof to her chest over her aching heart. She whimpered and started crying as she ran from the room. Twilight lowered her head and left the room, closing the door behind her. Snickers lay his head between his forelegs and started to cry. Laxxie nuzzled Snickers and lay beside him, providing comfort as best she could. Laxxie spoke between their link, once Snickers had stopped crying. Alpha, I feel your pain, but the pack must stay as one. If one leaves, we are all saddened for it, I do not like to feel you sad, Alpha. Please, do not let your mother leave the pack. Please, S-snick-ers, do not leave the pack. Snickers opened his eyes and looked at Laxxie, then moved his head forward to touch his forehead to hers. “I will see what I can do, but I promise nothing; because I don’t know if they’re worth it.” Alpha, the pack is always worth everything. A hundred prey can offer themselves to us, but to save the life of your mother, I would starve until I were nothing but twigs. Snickers giggled and lay his head down, Laxxie lying with her head besides his. “You’re making a great argument, and you’re not even really trying, are you? Do you even understand what’s happening?” Yes, my life before you birthed me, I was a spirit of the forest. We had strife, not unlike you prey do. Our bond, yours and mine, is nearly complete, Alpha. I would like the pack to be present when it happens. “What? You mean this is gonna get more crazy? How? Am I gonna turn into a wolf, too? A timber-pony?” Laxxie sent a feeling of unhappiness to Snickers. “Okay, sorry for teasing. What’s gonna happen?” I do not know, but I feel it will be important. Kiwe looked into Snickers’s room with a kind smile. “Hello, brother. You seem better since this morning; or should I leave with a warning?” Snickers snorted hot air from his nostrils. “Damn, colt; you just don’t know what you’ve missed today.” Kiwe entered the room and climbed on the bed, sitting and looking at Snickers. “Would you like to talk about it?” Snickers shrugged and tapped a rhythm on his bed. He felt a welling of magic in himself and shook it off with a shudder. “No! No singing, no songs,” he shouted. “Oh, not you, Kiwe. I felt that music magic starting, so I stopped it. Well, I guess I’ll fill you in on the details…” Snickers spent several minutes explaining his day before Kiwe had heard it all; now the unicorn zony had a frown on his face and was looking at the bed, deep in thought. “It seems, your options are limited in their scope; either you stay and deal, or say ‘nope’.” Snickers snerked. “Yeah, that’s why I wrote this,” Snickers lifted his pillow and showed the scroll to Kiwe, dropping the pillow before the scroll could be moved. “That’s a letter to Princess Celestia, asking her to look over me for a while until I figure out who I can trust and where I should go.” Kiwe nodded. “I shall go pack and ready myself for when you leave. I know you may be conflicted, but I am your brother in heart, and while you’ve been through much; I won’t let you go through this alone. My potions, skills, or abilities may be of help, too.” Snickers nodded. “Yeah, I’m cool if you come. Er, come along… all this time, I your cock in my mouth, and I miss it.” Kiwe’s eyes widened and Snickers cocked his head to the side, then his eyes widened and he covered his mouth. “… I said that in Ponish, didn’t I?” Kiwe blushed. Snickers blushed. Kiwe nodded in the affirmative, then galloped from the room. Snickers buried his head under the pillow, ignoring the paper pressing against his snout and reminding him, inappropriately, of Kiwe, again.  … Snickers heard fillies giggling and laughing; he wasn’t in the mood. With a shared moment through thought, Laxxie hopped to the floor and took her most aggressive posture and appearance. Once the door handle turned and opened, the three fillies he’d felt closest to shrieked at seeing the timberwolf. Laxxie’s eyes were bright yellow with none of Snickers’s green in them. Her vines moved on their own like barbed tentacles, her body was without its mossy covering, and her body was blocky wood, as though Laxxie had just crawled from the forest, feral and hungry. The thing that set the fillies running in terror was the stench on Laxxie’s breath when she barked, viciously, at them. Snickers listened as Scootaloo shouted as she ran down the stairs. “Rainbow Dash, help! Wild timberwolf, it’s gonna eat us, don’t let it get you, Silver Spoon!” “Diamond Tiara, it’s real, run for your lives!” Sweetie Belle screamed. Snickers chuckled and Laxxie relaxed, reverting to her normal appearance in a few seconds. Diamond Tiara peeked into Snickers’s room carefully. “, um… look, I gotta ask, is Laxxie going feral?” Snickers shook his head. “No, I just had him scare those…” he grit his teeth, trying to find a word fitting them, “...!” Diamond leaned back and shared a short whisper with Silver Spoon, then they both stepped into the room. “So, what’s that word mean?” Diamond asked. “I might wanna know it.” Diamond’s ears flicked and she grinned. “Is it a new way to say…” Diamond moved closer and glanced at the door, which Silver Spoon moved to guard, “...fuck?  “Maybe a reference to vaginas, or your gross, floppy boy parts? Is it human parts? What do those look like?” Diamond rambled her questions off while Snickers tried to parse them.  Desperate for a change in topic, Snickers asked, “Did you hear what’s been going on today?”  Diamond nodded and Silver Spoon ran to Snickers’s bed, looking up at him with worry. “You’re, like, not hurt from that glass, are you? I totally freaked out when I heard that Rarity threw a chair at you, and it missed, and it landed in the yard, and it almost killed Opal, and, like, I ran here as fast as I could, but you weren’t here!” Snickers shook his head and looked at Diamond, who nodded and asked, “Did Rarity really try to throw a chair at you? Because when I came by, the ponies said it was a couch.” “So, that’s all you know about today?” Snickers asked again. Both fillies nodded. “Great, I’ll tell you about it then; it’s a doozy of a day already. Listen close, because I don’t wanna tell this story again for a while.” --- “So, what do you have to say?” Snickers asked the two fillies sitting slouched in front of him. Diamond and Silver’s ears directed themselves to him, but other than that unconscious action, neither said anything. Diamond looked at Silver, who raised her head to look at Diamond.  Both fillies looked to Snickers, then started sobbing.  “Don’t leave us,” Diamond said. “I don’t know what’ll happen to you if you leave, but I wanna be there,” Silver said. Both fillies fell onto the bed hard enough to make Laxxie and Snickers bounce to standing. “Please, take us with you,” both fillies chorused in unison. Snickers smirked. “Perfect harmony… I know a spirit that would be pleased.” “What?” Diamond asked as she crawled to his right foreleg, the same as Silver was reaching his left. “Don’t leave us, you’re the best thing to happen to us. This is because of those bitches and plotting against you, isn’t it? I’ll have Daddy make them pay double at Barnyard Bargins, I’ll have them pay triple property taxes, if it’ll help?!” Silver stammered for a moment, then spoke, haltingly, “Like, I can’t even… it’s just, like… ya know?!”  Snickers stepped back from the fillies as they started to pull on his forelegs. “No, Silver; I don’t. And, I’m sorry, but I can’t take you with me. I already have Kiwe added to the letter, and you both have lives to live here, in Ponyville. I’m just moving to Canterlot for a little while, you can visit, I promise. “I just need time to think about all this… all these lies and who I can trust...” “You can trust me. I’ve been the most honest out of all of the ponies you’ve known.” Silver stated, snuffling and looking up, piteously, to Snickers. “Like, I’ll have Mommy and Daddy raise the price on the gems Rarity buys, and lower them to rock bottom when she has to sell them. That’ll be more than anything Diamond Tiara can offer, because she’s fibbing!” Diamond Tiara gasped, hurt at Silver’s accusation. “No! I haven’t lied to you, or even kept a secret from you since I met you. You’re like me; totally honest,” Diamond Tiara justified her words with one final statement. “You’re the first boy I’ve ever like-liked. See, now there’s nothing I’ve kept from you.” Snickers groaned. “Not you, too. Seriously, what is it about me that makes you all crazy over me?” “I like how honest you are,” Diamond stated. “And, you have great flanks, even if they are blank. Silver smiled. “I like how you’re a naughty colt, and I wanna try to make you only naughty for me.” “Psh, you still only want him for his body. I want him because he’s true to himself; he doesn’t conform to what everypony wants him to be. He’s a mare of his own. Er, colt… but you get what I mean! He can’t be controlled, he can’t be held back; he’s a mustang; wild and free!” “Girls!” Snickers shouted over the growing heat between the fillies. “Before you start fighting over me, remember that I’m barely six. I have a year before I’m ready to produce sperm for your basic needs, okay? Plus, I’m not in a rush to find the right girl for me. If it happens, great. If not, I’ll wait until it does.  “Just, cool your clits and shove a cold ice cube in your holes to keep yourselves from getting the wrong thoughts about me.” Snickers waved a forehoof at their rears and looked away in faux disgust. Silver stuck out her tongue. “Ugh, you’re so, like, nasty. I wouldn’t ever shove ice back there.” Diamond winked at Snickers. “I’ll do it, then eat it while you watch.” Snickers fake gagged. “That is gross, Diamond Tiara.” And, something I might wanna see, someday. Woah, down, boy. Stay inside, where you belong. “A-ha,” Diamond pointed at Snickers, “I see it, he’s blushing! He wants to watch me slurp the ice after it's been inside me. You’re gross, and I’d never do it… maybe, but you’d like to be… wait, no; this isn’t the time!” She internally cursed herself at that moment. “I have to let you know, Snickers, that no matter where you go, I’ll be with you, right here,” she said, touching his chest. Diamond climbed off the bed and walked slowly to the doorway, and left without another word. Silver Spoon looked at Snickers, then the doorway. “I… I’m sorry, but I have to check on her. She might do something stupid.” Snickers nodded. “Yeah, I’m gonna get ready to send this letter. If I don’t see you again for a while, remember that I’ll miss you, and you mean a lot to me. Both you and Diamond Tiara.” Silver sniffled and followed her friend. “I… I will, Snickers. And, I’m sorry for not showing you the love and respect you deserve. I’ll learn to be the perfect mare for when you come back.” Rarity ran into her room, leaving the door open for Twilight to follow. Twilight closed the door and activated the silencing enchantments around the room. “Rarity, I understand what Snickers said was short, but why are you crying?” Twilight asked with real curiosity as to why Rarity had left. Rarity called a box of tissues to her side and took several to wipe the mascara she knew was running and blow her nose. “Twilight… I,” Rarity paused and squeezed her eyes shut. “I fucked up! He called me Rarity! Did you hear him? He hates me, I’m as bad as I ever was at being a parent… a mother.” Rarity bawled while Twilight blinked, still confused. “So, you think you’re a bad mother for lying to him? Well, if that’s the case,” Twilight said, climbing onto the bed beside Rarity, “we’re all bad at parenting.” Twilight leaned to nuzzle Rarity while the mare sobbed. “Twilight, you don’t understand. This morning, for the first time ever, he called me ‘mommy’, I felt like he was my foal. I felt like my little prince was truly in trouble, and even though I didn’t know what to do, I would have fought a bear to keep him safe.  “Now, I’m Rarity, again. The terrible mare that he clearly didn’t want around him. I heard him curse my name - figuratively, darling - and I know means fuck,” she said in a hushed whisper, as though somepony could hear her. “Rarity, you don’t need to whisper; I turned on the silencing enchantments.” Rarity said up and sniffled. “Oh, did you now?” Twilight nodded, looking up at Rarity. “Yes, covers the whole room.” Rarity looked down at Twilight and smiled thankfully. Rarity took in a deep breath, held it, then screamed at the top of her lungs, “FU~...” … Several minutes later, Twilight lay on Rarity’s bed laughing harder than she had in weeks. Her legs kicked, her eyes were running tears freely, and her voice was hitching; becoming hoarse from its exertion.  Rarity, having finished her tirade, and having returned herself to her prim, proper, and refined look; flipped her mane and harrumphed. “Seriously, Twilight, it wasn’t that funny.” Twilight sat up, looked at Rarity, then fell to her side again; kicking and rolling to her back. “Ra-rar-rarity, that… how many… shove what up Luna’s butt?!” Rarity sniffed and lifted her snout. “Well, I had to vent my frustrations. I’m glad you enjoyed them so much.” Twilight chortled, then started snorting. Rarity couldn’t help but smile at Twilight’s mood, even if it was at the sake of her own dignity. A giggle escaped her and she was glad Twilight didn’t notice. Twilight sang a quiet sigh. Rolling to her belly and looking at Rarity, Twilight chuckled a final time; the feeling of endorphins tingled her skin and filled her with a jovial high. “Wow, Rarity. I’ve never even heard of such a long list of swear words in a row. Seventy two, if you’re wondering. I have to ask, where’d you come up with the more creative ones? ‘Fuck me with Luna’s horn. Celestia’s flaming teats’?  “I really liked ‘Celestia and Luna spitroast me over the sun itself’ and ‘clop me with silk made by the hooves of a thousand weavers. Just… what?!” Twilight giggled and chortled again, this time into her hoof, but it ended much sooner since she was coming down from her laughter fit. Rarity shrugged. “Books, mostly. Some I’ve heard along the way. Others, I’ve come up with to deal with customers I find difficult. The same applies to friends,” she gave Twilight a meaningful look. Twilight rolled her eyes, still smiling. “Well, all that aside, what will you do to make this right? Can you, do you think?” Rarity tapped her hoof on the floor in thought. “Well, with enough chocolate, music, and begging, I may be able to have him not spit at my hooves when I walk by. It should only take until The All Mother returns from her journey.” Twilight shook her head. “That’s silly, Rarity. For one, that All Mother stuff is just nonsense. Second, you’re going to do just fine. He may be upset for a while, but it’ll be okay. Trust me, I have a good feeling about this.” Rarity moved to the door and disengaged the enchantment. “Yes, well, I hope he knows how much I love him, I think of him as my own son, and I’ll wait as long as it takes to show him how sorry I am for all this.” Twilight nodded. “Me, too, Rarity. Me, too.” Rarity opened the door and was startled to see a silver maned brown earth pony colt looking up at her with green eyes, shimmering in the light of her horn. Snickers looked at Rarity and spoke softly, “I’m mad at you, because you hurt my feelings. You lied to me, betrayed my trust, and planned behind my back,” Snickers said with a shaky breath.  Once he composed himself, he continued, “But, after everything we’ve been through. All the times I’ve been scared, hurt, and mean; you’ve always been there… mom.” Snickers stated, practically emotionlessly. Rarity sobbed quietly and leaned down to pick him up, but was stopped when a small hoof struck her chest with enough force to rattle her. “No, you don’t get to hug me yet.  “You’ve earned my respect, you have my love, but you don’t have my trust. Not yet,” Snickers stated, then looked in to see Twilight. “Fuck you; for being a lying, backstabbing, two faced--” Snickers looked at his muzzle, then to Twilight’s glowing horn. He didn’t glare, he just listened. Twilight nodded slightly. “Snickers, I know I messed up; but I believe you’re not a pony. You can hate me all you want, you can poop in a book and hide it on a shelf, but please don’t. What I do know, is that your math is beyond what a mare four times your age, with a mark in math, can do. “Your ideas are already changing Equestria. You talk with me about science like it’s old news, because it is to you. I mean, you told me about resistor technology, and it’s barely out of development! I don’t care if you hate me, but please, don’t deny us your science.” Twilight released Snickers’s muzzle. Snickers glared at her, but Twilight could swear she saw a small quirk of his lips, then he left them without another word. “I’ll see you tomorrow after school, for our language lessons!” Twilight shouted after the colt, imaging him smiling at her. Rarity, holding a hoof to her chest, stepped back a half pace and closed the door. “Twilight, darling, dearest?” Twilight cocked her head to the side. “Yes, Rarity?” She answered, curious as to Rarity’s tone. “I do believe I may have a cracked rib, might you,” Rarity grimaced, “escort me to the hospital? Discreetly, please?” Twilight sat up and her horn lit, a light scanned Rarity and Twilight exhaled a sigh of relief. “Nothing’s that damaged, Rarity. He just hit a nerve cluster, what are the odds? And, how are you still standing after that?” Rarity trembled. “I… have years of training in dec-decorum and posture, darling. However, moving at all is quite difficult. Might you be a dear and lay me on the bed, at the very least?” Twilight jerked in surprise, not having done that sooner. A careful few seconds later, Rarity was on her bed and, again, sobbing. This time, though, it was from the growing bruise that blemished her pristine, nearly white, coat. “Rarity, would you like a healing spell? I know a short cantrip that does wonders on Spike. I also know of a sigil that can cure nearly any blemish, and a ritual that will prevent a pony from being thrown through walls, as well as prevent damage from slips, trips, or falls.” “Ugh, none of those, darling. I heard your jab at my one time overreaction. Just, heal the spot, please. This hurts too much to leave as a reminder of my actions; the pain in my heart is more than enough.” Rarity complained through pained tears and a groan, not noticing Twilight stick her tongue out at her. "You have to appreciate earth pony strength, especially after this, right?" Twilight quipped. Rarity opened her eyes to look at Twilight. "Are you truly musing over my injury?" Twilight began healing Rarity. "I'm just stating a fact." "Yes, well; you can keep those to yourself at the moment. This is far too… oh, that's so much better." Twilight smiled as the bruise shrank, to a point. “There, that’s all I can do. You’re going to have to finish it tomorrow morning.” Rarity looked down at her chest and then nodded. “Yes, can’t heal with what I don’t have. A nice meal, or two, and I’ll have recovered enough to finish healing myself. Now, as for Snickers, what should we do? I can’t just let him stew and dwell on all this, but I’m truly at fault for everything happening to him.” “No, we’re all at fault in this, Rarity. We have to sit down and think about how to make it up to him, to earn his trust back.” “Oh, darling,” Rarity shook her head, “I’m not sure we even can. What was I thinking, listening to Rainbow Dash of all ponies? Fluttershy, maybe; but even she followed Rainbow Dash’s advice with this foolhardy plan. Now, I’ve lost the respect of my… my son, Twilight.” Twilight teleported beside Rarity, startling the fashionista briefly. “Let’s make a list, that always helps me.” Rarity sighed. “Oh, very well. I certainly hope this ends well, and not with more hurt and pain than need be.” It was then that the clear voice of Rainbow Dash reached their ears, from outside the boutique, in a steady tone that sounded like the midpoint of a song.