Morning came sooner than Hell had expected. What she didn't expect was that she had fallen asleep infront of the fire. The flames were gone and so was the heat. All that was left now was the chill of the morning air, the dampness of the floor and the darkness of the unlit house. Sunshine rays filtered through the large glass sheets that were set up to be the roof.
She stretched. The grass felt soft and cool at the end of her hooves. She pointed and flexed her hooves in a massaging movement to enjoy the grass. It was too good for her not to decide to roll in it. She dragged herself onto the grass and rolled in it. It relieved her of those morning itches and was soothing and cool at the same time.
"Hell?!"
A voice pierced through her thoughts and made her jump to her hooves. She looked around and saw Dizzy standing on the stair way. She stared blankly at the filly till she continued with what she had started.
"I thought you wewe up in youw bed, so I stawted talking to you and what do I find, you'we not there," Dizzy proclaimed with a raised eyebrow. There was a pause. "How did you get down here?" she finally asked slowly, breaking the silence. She's always been the pony to break the silence.
"I slept down here" Hell said with a look of confusion.
"No. you didn't Hell, you came upstaiws with me and we shawed the guest woom" Dizzy stated with a note of concern and pride. Hell had no idea where the pride came from until Dizzy asked "were you making me a birthday present-" she hopped down the stairs "-were yah, were ya, were ya?"
Oh crap Hell thought, that’s right, she's twenty today… "Umm, yeah, I was now shoe" she said as a cover up of everything. That would be the reason as to why she was all of a sudden more formal and punctuated with her words, she still has problems with her r's though. She nudged Dizzy's shoulder, pushing her away and around. Dizzy argued and retaliated for a minute than gave in. it definitely wouldn't benefit her if she got her way in this, that she knew.
Hell walked back to the fire and sat down. She stared at the black coals. How could she have been upstairs when she was here the whole time, wasn't she? And what upstairs? She turned slightly and looked up. WHAT?! Wasn't there sun a second ago? Rain was pounding on the glass, it looked like it was going to break under the pressure of those trillion large droplets hitting all at the same time. The clouds were darker than ever, would the rain ever stop? By the looks of things the other weather control pegasi ponies probably couldn't evan get anywhere near the clouds without being pounded back down to the ground. She would be one of them one day. She would one day be one of the top flyers like Rainbow.
She shook her head and went back to Dizzy. What is she going to make her for her birthday considering she can't go outside without getting beated and batted by the rain. She stared into the dead fire once again. 5 minutes went past, than 10. her staring became more intense and she grew deeper in thought.
Cshi!
A small spark bursted into flames just above the coals causing Hell to loose concentration and leapt backwards. The floating flame splashed into the coal. It found nothing to consume so it died out soon after.
She jerked her head from side to side and looked around. Nopony stood in the room apart from her. She shook off her unease and lied down. She tucked her legs under her body and once again went to focusing on Dizzy. She had no idea what to do so she plucked a few flowers and leaves as she thought. That’s it! She dropped the leaves and flowers. She plucked the petals from the flowers and rearranged them and the leaves into the words 'happy 20'th Diz'. Finally inspired, she cantered through the door to the right of the entrance door to the house. Something told her that was the study, they shouldn't mind if she used a paper and a pen/pencil.
The doors swung open at her touch and swung themselves closed again after she entered. She attempted to stop and tripped over her fore-hooves, causing her to face-plant.
She landed with a heavy umph.
After she got her breath back she started to laugh, why, that hasn't happened to her since she was about a month old. She got back to her hooves still laughing and searched the area briefly. She didn't really have to look far or for long, they were both on the desk and many of them.
She grabbed a black pen and a piece of A3 paper and set them down on the ground. She sat down in front of them, positioning herself comfortably encase she would be there for a while.
Almost half an hour went past and she had a perfect portrait of Dizzy Doom form the shoulders and wither up. The lighting, and the shading was perfect. The shape was right and all of her characteristics were perfect and was plainly Dizzy.
"Perfect" she said to herself as she held up the portrait to inspect it. It was truly a work of art and even she admired it.
She cantered back out to the fireplace where she left the word "happy 20'th Diz" written in petals and leaves. She scooped them up, they were in the wrong place. With her wings she brushed them over to the small couches and rearranged them into the letters and words she had made before, right infront of the chair. Carefully, not to step on any letters or accidentally blow them out of place she stepped over the words and place the portrait on the chair. She fixed it so it faced outwards than backed away, also as carefully.
"I wonder what she'll think, its really not that grand,-" she paused in thought "-I wish I could've done something else, or at least get something else for her…" She sighed.
Hoof-steps interrupted her string of continuous thoughts and concern. She swung around to look at where they came from. The study? How? There was nopony in there. "Er… hi?" she thought was the best way to start the unwanted conversation, unsure. She really didn't want to talk to who ever this was. "Um… can I help you?" she asked, still unsure. The figure, a black stallion with a white mane and tale, didn't respond. So Hell slowly went back to what she was doing whilst trying to ignore the figure.
Oh, right she thought, that's where I was. She turned to the stairway and started off in a canter. "Dizzy?" she called. No response. "Diz?" she repeated and came to a dead stop at the base of the stairs. Still no response. She began to shiver and sweat broke out on her brow. This isn't happening she told herself and soon enough came another voice into her head saying: oh but it is…
Hell jumped backwards as the voice faded. She looked around for the figure, it too was fading now. Hell's eyes widened in shock and fear. The light around her dimmed.
She gulped than shook her head and took a deep breath to reassure herself that it was all a dream. She told herself she was imagining things and Dizzy was fine. She looked up the stares and began to climb them. 1 step, 2 steps, 3 steps she counted to herself to take her mind away from what had just happened and laughed to herself.
There was a licking sound when she reached the top of the stairs and then a harsh hiss. Hell's head snapped around to the sound and gasped. Her mouth fell to the ground in horror. That couldn't have been Dizzy, could it?
"Wake up alweady!" a voice said giving her a violent shove. Hell opened her eyes. Whoever was standing infront of her was fairly blurry. She blinked a number of times and waited for her vision to fix itself on the figure. DIZZY?!
She jumped upright and scampered backwards. "Dizzy?... But… but…" her mouth was hanging loose again.
Dizzy looked at her in confusion "calm down, you look like you've just seen a ghost, oh, by the way, happy biwthday" said the mare, grinning broadly.
"Wha-?... You'r not far off the mark… aren’t you dead?" Hell asked now backed up against the wall, still trying to get further.
"What?! Do I look dead? Awe you okay?" Dizzy's green eyes were studying Hell closely, flicking over every muscle and expression she tensed or changed.
"Bu-… I saw you… upstairs… and the cat… you were dead…"
"No Hell, I am wight hewe and I am fine, don't wowy, the lightning pwobably twiggewed the change in dweam" Dizzy flicked her gaze to the portrait and back to Hell. "You should sit down with me beside the fiwe, Cleo offewed to make us some hot chocolate, said she'd be down in a sec."
Hell took a deep breath. "just a dream" she muttered to herself and waked over to the fire.
"I liked the present you made" Dizzy said staring into the fire and smiling.
"Huh, oh yeah, that, I'm glad you like it" Hell said in an attempt to calm herself. She sat beside Dizzy enjoying the warmth of the licking flames once again. Her mind was still racing and she still jumped from the slightest movement. Again and again she told herself that she was just dreaming. Deep down she knew it was true but something told her it wasn't, or at least it won't be.
Hoofsteps striking metal sounded from behind. Hell sung around still unnerved but she really didn't have to because she knew it was only Cleo.
"hey guys, sorry, I am a little bit late" she looked up and her hoofsteps stopped suddenly. She stared in their direction, at Hell. "Are you alright?" she finally managed to get out after a long threatening silence. Hell nodded slowly and went back to sitting down. Cleo just watched than shook her head and continued making her way to the kitchen in a trot, following the path.
Ting, tang, tong, cling, clink.
Heaps of metal and glass sounds came from the kitchen but Hell forced herself not to look in the direction. She knew there was nothing that would endanger her and her friends.
After about a minute of clinks and tings Cleo came out to Hell and Dizzy with 3 cups of steaming hot chocolate. Cleo didn't have wings to support them or a horn to use magic, she was a n earth pony, so she just put them on a tray and carried them over to the other 2, along with hers.
They thanked Cleo and sat there in silence, enjoying the warmth of both the fire and the chocolate. This silence wasn't deadly, it was soothing because there was a natural cause behind it; enjoyment. As gloomy and rainy as it was this was probably the best day of Hell's life.
"Oh, umm-" Cleo broke the silence "-I almost forgot,-" she licked her lips, getting the chocolate off "-happy birthday!" she said setting down the chocolate and jumping out of her seat onto Hell. Yes, Hell and Dizzy have the same birthday.
Hell sat there, eyes wide. She didn't know weather to hug her back or shove her off. Blindly she hugged Cleo back.
The rest of the day was spent inside by the fire. Cleo told the girls that her parents were out and were supposed to come back but the rain broke before they could come back. So they stayed at the friends that they had visited. That was why she was lonely when Dizzy and Hell came to her door.
Nothing much happened apart from short stories of their past which Hell couldn't really invite herself into. She didn't know anything from her past, all she knew was that she was a freak. She sat there and listened to their stories and thought about how lucky she was to have these two as her friends. Than the thought had occurred that they were all mares now so when there was a pause she said "Mares we are now, have a happy marehood" with a grin. She put her hoof up and they all did the same.
The next couple days past just as quickly and got boring, with nothing to do, Hell found out that she couldn't see the upstairs room because magic made it invisible and compressed unless you were in it. That is also why the rain hit the lower ceiling.