No Thanks for the Memories

by auctor


4.

Twilight and her friends broke through the final line of the last changeling conscript platoon guarding the bridge to the royal vaults. They raced across despite their fatigue from the battle to reach here, as they could see that reinforcements were already approaching. But they were buoyed by how close they were to the Elements of Harmony that would be the salvation of all Equestria.

With her friends mere paces behind her, Twilight triumphantly threw open the doors.

She found herself facing a company of trained changeling soldiers.


“Twilight, you can’t continue going on like this.”

“I know, I know. I’m going to talk with Princess Luna to see if there’s a way to block memories of That Day from becoming dreams.”


“When Gabby first saw it, she was very ... enthusiastic about how awesome my new leg was.”

“That figures for griffons.”

“I know she wanted to make me feel comfortable.”

Twilight hadn’t expected Fluttershy to stop there, so after a while she said, “Good?”

“But I felt uncomfortable.”

“Oh.”

After a longer pause, Fluttershy added “And I don’t really know why.”

The conversation died again, but Fluttershy recognized Twilight’s ‘thinking face’, and waited patiently.

“Just speculating, maybe because it calls attention to something that’s by and large irrelevant?”

“I notice plenty of ponies noticing. That’s not comfortable either, but it’s different.”

“Hmm. If she’s saying it’s better, could that make a conflict with wishing to have kept yours?”

“That might be it.”

Twilight reached out and patted Fluttershy’s hoof. “It would be good to understand why some areas make you uncomfortable so that you’ll better know yourself. But as your friend, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, whether or not you understand why it does. If I cross a line, please tell me. Or if I’m avoiding an area that you’d rather have discussed.”

“Thank you, Twilight. There is another small thing.”

“What’s that?”

“Since fixing my leg, I think Discord is avoiding me.”

“Oh. I’ll go and see if he’ll talk with me.”

“Thanks. I miss him.”

“Backing up some, you said ponies noticing your leg bothered you?”

“I don’t like standing out.”

“Oh. I don’t think you’re ever going to not stand out. But you can get used to standing out.”

“I’ll have to think about that. And what you said earlier.”

“I’m afraid it might be just stating the obvious and common courtesy.” She pointed to Fluttershy’s forehead, “When you get a horn, then I’ll have advice I’m confident about.”

Fluttershy smiled, “How do I do that?”

“I got wings from making a new kind of magic. So, you’ll want to make a new kind of flight!”

Fluttershy giggled.