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// 9 - Conversations 
// Story: The Fallen Angel 
// by Dragon-In-Black 
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“Twi, are ya really sure Spike said those things?” Came the question from a farmer that sounded cowboy-ish with the dialect. She wore a cowboy hat and had an orange coat with white freckles on her face. She had blonde hair and green eyes. She had three red apples as her cutie mark on her right and left flank. She was sitting on a throne that had her cutie mark on it around the top for all to see and was sitting with other ponies in the room that sat on their respective throne. She looked at the lavender coated mare with dark bluish mane and tail with indigo and pink line.  

Twilight Sparkle had just finished explaining to them what she had heard Spike and the other creature talk about. She saw the disbelieving looks on their faces. Well, Pinkie Pie sat there normally but kept claiming about how she had some “contract” with the author of the story to not reveal the secrets. Actually, when she thought about it, she did not seem shocked or surprised the slightest. She in fact had muttered to herself “finally” as if something had finally happened. There was a mare with a blue coat, rainbow mane and tail and moderate cerise eyes. She had a cloud with a lightning bolt that had rainbow colours. Her name was Rainbow Dash and she was awfully quiet. She stared into space and did not say anything. The room was tense from the suspension from Twilight. 

“Yes! I literally heard him say those things, I can show you my memory if you want to hear for yourself.” Twilight was frustrated, why didn’t her friends believe her? Did they seriously believe that she would lie about something like this? Her face was morphed into a frown as she thought about it. Another pony noticed this. 

“Darling, it is not like we don’t believe you. It is simply too far-fetched. Do you really believe that little Spikey-Wikey is an angel from Heaven?” Came a voice that sounded posh and upper-class. She was marshmallow coated with a beautiful indigo mane that was swirled to the left and her tail was swirled as well. She had blue eyes and make-up on her face. She had three diamonds as her cutie mark. She looked at everypony in the room but Rainbow Dash was still not saying anything. Applejack narrowed her eyes in suspicion. 

“Oi! Rainbow, aren’t ya gonna say anythin’ bout’ this?” Applejack questioned, receiving no response from Rainbow Dash. She was simply in her thoughts, not looking at anypony. As matter of fact, she looked like she had made some sort of realization as she looked like she had seen a ghost. 

“What is there to say...?” The voice sounded weak like she had given up on something dear to her. Her blue coat seemed to have almost turned grey. She looked so... broken. It was like she had lost all hope and could not be talked out of it. Twilight raised a brow but received no response from the athletic pegasus. 

Twilight had both of her hooves on the cutie map and was looking at Rainbow Dash, her mane looked like it had turned grey like when Discord had made them turn against one another. Twilight thought that Rainbow would laugh at the idea of Spike being an angel or something as high as their Princess’ but she wasn’t laughing, she had a look on her face that showed... acceptance? It was hard to read. The others were now concerned for her. Did she know something the others didn’t? They hoped so... 

The air around the room was relaxing, cold against their coats and their breaths were warm. Their hooves were placed on the cutie map, trying to get a better look at Rainbow Dash. Said pegasus had her face on the cutie map, not facing anypony’s gaze. 

Twilight got up from her throne, walking around so she could hug her athletic friend. That is what she did, but she felt nothing from the pegasus, not stiffness, no shoving, nothing... She had most likely expected it and that was understandable. They gave each other hugs all of the time. This was nothing new. 

“How about this, I show you the memory of what I heard and then you can decide for yourselves?” Twilight questioned, leaving Rainbow’s side and walking back to her throne. The other ponies in the room looked at each other. There was a yellow coated mare with bubblegum mane and tail and moderate cyan eyes. She had three pink butterflies on her flank. 

The mare looked like she wanted to object but nopony paid her no heed. She very much believed that Spike was an angel but she believed that he might be something else as well. He did not fight with fairness when he trained... 

There was a mare with a light pink coat and bright pink mane and tail. She had three ballons as her cutie mark, the one in the middle being yellow and the one’s to the left and right was blue. She had light cerulean eyes that currently looked bored from all of this, not even fazed by any of it. 

“Twilight, does it truly matter? You have seen how he is. He literally is a Fallen Angel that is very resentful towards anything that has anything to do with Faust and her creations.” Pinkie Pie asked, sounding bored but wanted to hear her friends’ answer. 

Twilight looked at her friend in shock. “Pinkie, it really does matter. This is years of lies! He has never told us anything about this and I want to find out why, but first things first, I need you to see the memory.” 

Twilight charged up her horn and there was a whitish glow emitting from the tip of her horn. The whiteness then spread throughout the room and before they knew it, they were inside of Twilight Sparkle’s memories. Little did they know, (except Pinkie) their whole world was about to come spiralling down after hearing what the conversation was all about.