Six years and countless journal entries later, Singer and Violet were still going strong in their friendship. During the school years they had become each other's rock to stand on during the times when they felt like things were about to make them sink, hypothetically. It had been just like the song that Singer had sung during the first day of his first grade year and helped him earn his cutie mark. To him, friendship really was music and it was an amazing sound to his ears.
They spent pretty much all their time together whenever they could. It seemed as though they were just happy with each other's company. The other students would often make rumors about them being coltfriend and marefriend, but neither of them ever expressed that kind of affection for each other. Although, one had began to feel differently toward the other. Violet had been doodling in her notebook one day in class, when she caught herself writing her name and Singer's name with a heart around it. Though they were still just kids, Violet couldn't help but notice how she felt around him at times. Unfortunately at this time, she didn't understand romance, so she took this feeling as the need to just spend as much time as possible with him and be a friend to him. He was basically the only one that she ever really talked to in school anyway.
Singer, however was much more open to conversations with the other colts and fillies in school. Although he didn't really hang out with anyone other Violet most of the time, he still managed to at least keep himself noticed amongst his peers and stay on a "hello, how are you doing" basis whenever he walked down the halls of the school between classes. But for the two friends, their fun usually occured after school.
It had been a normal day at school and Singer and Violet were headed to the latter's house to hang out. They had been conversing the entire way. The time they always spent together was always fun and today would be no acception.
"So, are you excited about tomorrow?" said Violet.
"Tomorrow? What's tomorrow?"
"Seriously? You don't remember?"
"Not really, no."
"Does 'happy birthday' ring a bell?"
"Oh right, my birthday!"
"How do you keep forgetting?"
"I don't know. I just forget stuff. So how is your dad doing?"
"He's good. He hasn't been the same since mom... you know."
"Yeah. I know how that feels. Losing a family member is never easy."
Singer understood how she felt. It had been a year since her mom had passed, and twice as long since he lost his Grandma Joy to a really bad sickness. He missed her so much and shared Violet's pain at the loss of her mother. However, Violet grew tired of grieving and decided to jump to a more positive topic.
"So what do you want for your birthday, Singer?"
"I already have it, really. I don't tell you enough how much I appreciate our friendship, Violet. I'd probably still be alone and confused if it weren't for you."
"But you're the one who coaxed me out of the lonely life and into friendship."
"True. But I too was also in a bit of a bind back then because I didn't know how to fit in. To be honest, I still don't. I get made fun of all of the time for being... well... goofy."
"But that's what I like about you. You don't really give a dern what anyone thinks of you, you act how you want. Something I've always thought was cool about you. And not to mention that you are probably one of the most kind-hearted ponies I know."
"Thank you Violet." said Singer. "I'm so happy that we feel the same way then. Although I'm pretty sure we've always known that we were meant to be friends."
"From the day you first asked me to sit at the table with you in school. You giant goof ball, you."
"If I weren't a goofball, I'd be boring." He replied with a large smile. "Oh we're here!"
Violet's house was one of the nicer ones in Cloudsdale. Similar to the kind that Singer lived in. Luckily for the two friends, they lived in the same neighborhood so they could visit each other any time they pleased. As they entered into her house, she called out for her dad and little brother, getting no reply from either. The former was probably up stairs and the latter was sitting at the table coloring. The little three year old colt with light blue fur and a small white mane was one of the memories of her mother that Violet had cherished, being that he was the same color that she was.
"Hi Rain" she said.
"Hi Viowet" he returned.
"What are you doing?"
"Colowing" he replied.
"Is that you and me?" she asked.
He only nodded in reply this time. She also noticed a figure that was a normal shade of blue and had red hair.
"Is that Singer?"
"Yetz" he replied again. He was having trouble saying 'yes' correctly as he did most of the words he said.
When Singer had heard his name he walked over to the table and looked at it.
"Wow Rain! It looks just like me. Good job!"
"Tanks." he replied once more.
"He's so cute!" she said, motioning to the door that led outside. "Come on, let's leave him be now."
"Okay."
"So what do you want to do?" she asked after they had made it out the door.
"I was thinking. Maybe it might be good to interact with some of the other ponies today... unless you're still a bit nervous about it."
"I-I'm still not sure. I mean, you are the only friend I've ever had. The only pony other than my family that I really care about. But at the same time, I'd love to be more sociable."
"We don't have to do it if you don't want to Violet."
"But I do. It's just that I find it hard to open up to anypony but you."
"You want to? That's great! But we don't have to go and do it today, Violet. We can do it when you feel comfortable. But for what it's worth, Violet. Even if we don't, I do not, for one minute ever regret having you as my only friend. You're that special to me."
"You're sweet, buddy."
"I try. But let's cut the mushiness and get to our daily role play session."
"I agree."
Violet flew over to the small shed that she and Singer used as a club house, and grabbed a book from one of their book shelves.
"I was thinking we could role play a scene from this book." She held up a book with the title 'At World's End' a book from the "Pirates of the Mare-ibean series".
"Which scene do you want to do?"
"No... wait! I've got a better idea!"
Violet ran back into the shed and brought out a book called 'Piper McCloud And The Adventures of Trottingham'.
"I love Piper McCloud! He's an awesome character."
"You be Piper and I'll be his lovely assistant Rosemary."
"Who will be the villain, the dasterdly Kernel Cornwall?"
"You will, silly! You're the best at playing multiple roles!"
"Ha ha... gotcha! Alright then. Let's get this role play session in motion, shall we?"
Their imaginations brought them to a more simpler time when Knighthood and chilvalry were one of the basic elements of Equestria, more so than in the present time they lived in. Everypony wanted to fight along side the unicorn sherriff of Trottingham, Kernel Cornwall. But little did they know, he was out to end Princess Celestia's reign and take Equestria as his own. After a series of deceptions, he finally had his dominoes in order. His powerful amulet that he stole from Celestia's vault had subdued the Princess and he was nearly complete with his plan. He had distracted the heroic Piper by kidnapping Rosemary and putting her in a deadly trap. One that Piper had to risk his life getting through to save his friend. He succeeded and now it was time for the final showdown. Piper, a light grey pegasus stallion, and Rosemary, a bright red pegasus mare, stood side by side as the evil Cornwall stood upon the hill that stood near the Fountain of Truth, a magical fountain, laughing in celebration of his near complete victory.
"Cornwall! Today in the name of the Elements of Harmony and Princess Celestia, I hereby call you out for this final battle so we may end this one and for all!"
"Ah, Piper McCloud! I see you rescued the damsel! However, it is far too late! I've already won this fight!"
"I'll be the judge of that!" Piper pulled out his sword. "Today we fight to the finish!"
"Very well then. Only one of us can win. This will be our last stand!" The unicorn replied, pulling out his blade as well.
Piper readied his blade and blocked an early charge from the evil Sheriff of Trottingham. They swung their blades at each other, blocking all the while. Piper swung his to the left, only to get blocked by Cornwall again. Cornwall then swung his blade rapidly to the left and to the right five times, only to be blocked by Piper using his blade to counter the attacks.
Piper then pushed Cornwall back and flew up to the top of the rock where Cornwall previously stood, readying his blade for another charge when Cornwall used his horn to shoot multiple magic blasts at Piper, only managing to make him lose his sword. This victory, however small it may have seemed was enough to boost Cornwall's ego.
"Well, well, well... it appears that I have finally subdued you as well, great and mighty Piper!"
"I don't think so!" said Piper flapping his wings and charging at Cornwall at a rapid speed. That super speed that Piper had been so famous for, had been paying off as he was able to ram into Cornwall before he was able to use his sword again. The impact sent both of them into a large rock, giving both of them a headache. Cornwall then stood, the action would be repeated by Piper. They then exchanged expressions of anger toward each other and began to fight with all of their mights. No swords, as Cornwall had lost his to a gorge when he had dropped it, just their bare hooves. As they punched each other, Rosemary, the brave mare grabbed Piper's sword and flew in their direction, she flew over the waters of the Fountain of Truth and tried to deliver it to him.
Cornwall managed to have Piper pinned down and he noticed Rosemary carrying Piper's sword and decided to put a stop to her plan as well by sending three very powerful blasts of magic directly at her, hitting her with all but one shot knocking her out cold. As she fell unconscious, she fell into the water. She appeared to have died right then and there. This set off an anger inside Piper. He used his might to push the villain off of him and began to punch him mercilessly until he fell to the ground. As Piper prepared to make the final blow that would either kill or render him unconscious, Cornwall used his magic to temporarily weaken Piper, only long enough to finish him off, then pushing him off and making him fall off the edge of the cliff, but Piper was able to grab it with his front hoof before he plumitted. Time was against him now because he couldn't fly due to his new state of weakness. Kernal Cornwall stood above him as he dangled off the cliff.
"Prepare to join your marefriend in death!"
"CORNWALL!" he heard a female voice come up behind him and as he turned around he felt a sharp pain enter his chest. The pain he felt all of a sudden, was a clear sign that his defeat was now certain. He was now doomed.
"What? But.. you... perished" he said weakly as he turned to see the angry form of Rosemary, holding Piper's sword as he stood there with it deep into his chest. When Rosemary had fallen into the Fountain of Truth, it must have boosted her strength to where she could come back and aid her friend before it was too late.
"You tried to take me away from Piper, you just tried to destroy him and you tried to take over Equestria! But you will never succeed in your quest. Especially not now! It is villains like you who always fail, because you do not understand where true power comes from! True friendship."
Cornwall's horn quit glowing as he fell to his knees. As he drew his final breath he fell backwards and then plumeted into the gorge and into the darkness, never to be seen again. Rosemary extended her hoof to pull Piper back up and off of the cliff. As she pulled him up, he sprung back up to her, knocking both of them over leaving him lying on her. Piper quickly got off of Rosemary and then helped her back up. Piper was starting to feel more normal every second, as Cornwall's evil magic was starting to fade away and he was regaining his strength at a moderate speed.
"You saved me." Piper said finally, embracing his friend and assistant in a hug.
"You saved me first..." she said in reply. "You were really amazing out there, Piper."
"Perhaps, but it was you who saved the day in the end. Don't ever forget that."
As their role play had started to get into the mushy part, Singer and Violet then left their fantasy and found themselves hugging each other in Violet's back yard.
"Wow! You were amazing. I almost believed that you were both Cornwall and Piper!" she said to him, still in embrace with him.
"Thank you. You were very convincing as Rosemary as well, I could feel the emotion that you were giving off, as if you were really angry at him."
"Why thank you, Singer."
"But um... in this scene... Piper and Rosemary... uh... kiss..." said Singer nervously. "W-we don't have to do that do we?"
"Well, I don't suppose we have to. But the story wouldn't be finished if we didn't do something." Violet noted.
"Hmmm... well I suppose... maybe we could. Just for role play purposes. I mean, the two lead roles had to kiss in the school play we did a while back about one of Shakesmare's plays, and nopony seemed to mind."
"True... and it would just be a quick kiss, then?"
"Deal..."
Their lips quickly met for a small, just for play kiss. Of course, even though it was just for role play it still made them blush afterwards. They then released each other and fake coughed awkwardly.
"Let's agree never to do that again." said Singer with a laugh.
"Indeed." agreed Violet.
Singer looked at the clock that sat outside of Violet's house and realized how late it was.
"Oh no, my parents are going to kill me! I'm going to be late!"
"You better go then." Violet giggled. "See you tomorrow on your birthday!"
"Okay, bye Violet... oh and remember. It's our secret!"
"I'll never tell a soul, trust me!"
Singer then saluted and flew off to go to his home. Violet trotted happily back into her house, to head to her room. She went through the kitchen and walked past her brother, who was still coloring. Her dad was still apparently napping since she didn't see him when she trotted through the living room and into her room. She then closed her door, and flew to her bed and sat there and smiled to herself.
"Oh my gosh! We kissed! I can't believe we actually kissed!" she whispered to herself. Even though they agreed to never do that again, it still felt kind of good to Violet that they had done that. She had always wondered what it would be like to kiss someone and she got to experience it with someone she cared about. It was a pleasant experience to say the least. But she quickly came back to reality and began to doodle in her little book that she liked to draw in. Singer and her were friends and neither of them felt they were old enough, nor ready for a relationship. She wasn't so sure if they were even meant to be a couple anyway. She'd just been content with being his friend, although she couldn't stop thinking about him sometimes. It would just be something that would happen if it happened, at least as far as she could tell at that time.
When Singer had gotten home, his mother scolded him a bit about being late, until he had tolder where he'd been. Then she didn't seem so aggrivated that he was late, since he was hanging with Violet. She stood where she normally did, in the kitchen making dinner, while. Fender was still living with them and he was in his room, practicing his guitar. Brawn was in his room, lifting weights.
"So did you and Violet have fun today?"
"Yep."
"Do anything interesting?"
"Nope."
"You're not as talketive as usual. Is everthing okay?"
"Oh yeah... everything is awesome mom! Just had a long day at school is all."
Brawn came thundering out of his room when he smelled the food, his mom was cooking. He hadn't had much to eat that day because he didn't go to school. The now seventeen year old stallion viewed his brother differently, now than he did six years ago. He didn't exactly be the big brother that he should have been to him, but at least he wasn't ignoring him or snapping at him all of the time.
"Hey squirt" said the big orange pegasus, putting Singer in a headlock. "You ready to wrestle?"
"Brawn, you'll kill me if we wrestle."
"Oh yeah I forgot. We gotta put some meat on those bones, little colt. So how old are you turning tomorrow? Five? Six?" He said releasing him.
"I'm turning twelve, Brawn."
Singer was the one starting to get annoyed at Brawn now. Even though he was glad that for the last six years that Brawn included him alot more, he still managed to be a big pest all the while. Examples of this were he and his friends sticking him in barrels and rolling him down hills to hit cation cones that they had set up, and constantly trying to get him to fight him and putting him in a headlock.
"Man... only twelve huh? I can't wait til you get older so we can mix it up on the ring! I'll make a pro out of you yet!"
"Indeed you will." Said Briefs, walking up behind them. "The Case family has had atheletes great and small come for the last seven generations. It's only fitting that you boys keep the line going."
"Does it have to be both of us? I mean, Brawn's worth two of me."
"Nonsense. You'll do fine, son! I'm sure you'll find something that you'd like to do."
"Okay then." Singer didn't really have much enthusiasm there, but his dad didn't seem to notice. Singer just wasn't sure if he could do any of the sports at school. But it looked like he didn't have much of a say in the matter, he'd have to try and find one.
Belle had finished preparing dinner and called the family in to eat. As everyone came in, they broke bread and and enjoyed family time together. Singer hadn't really said much during dinner. He was too busy thinking about Violet and what they had done earlier. He didn't know why, but he felt so happy afterwards. Putting too much thought into it, perhaps? Probably. He didn't say much during dinner, only asking if he could invite Violet over for his birthday, his parents both agreeing.
Early in the morning, Singer awoke and immediately pulled out his journal. He had forgot to put an entry in last night like he had planned to.
Dear Diary,
Today is my twelth birthday. Yesterday, when I played with Violet in her back yard something amazing and weird happened. We ended up kissing. I'm very confused right now. I know I'm probably putting too much thought into it and I hope that I can straighten myself up soon. Violet is my best friend and I wouldn't want to say or do anything that would ruin that. I do know one thing, though. I don't think I'll ever feel the way for another friend, like I do for Violet. She's one of the best things that has ever happened in my life and I look forward to the future!
Also, my dad says that I have to get into sports. I'm not sure that I want to. But who knows? It might be fun! We'll see how that goes.
Singer Case
Singer's birthday celebration wasn't much bigger than what he was normally used to. It was just his family and Violet. But Singer didn't mind. While most kids his age would have loved to have had twenty to thirty guests, the most important guest was there and that was all that mattered to him.
"Happy twelth birthday, Singer!" said Violet.
"Thank you! I'm glad that you got to come!" He replied.
"I am too." Her voice then softened significantly as she leaned over to whipser in his ear. "You didn't tell anypony did you? About the... you know what?"
"Mums the word!" he whispered back. "Our secret!"
"What are you rugrats whispering about over there?" inquired Brawn.
"Nothing!" said Singer with a sheepish smile.
"Puh... whatever." said Brawn deciding that it was, it wasn't worth prying into.
Singer and Violet both sat back in their chairs and did a hoof bump. They both then embraced in a hug quickly before Belle brought out the cake and ice cream. The candles were lit for Singer to blow out. The young pegasus took a deep breath and then blew as hard as he could to get all twelve of them in one blow.
"What did you wish for?" Asked Violet.
"For you and I to be together forever." Singer returned. "I honestly can't imagine life without you by my side, Violet. You're like my Rosemary."
Violet only smiled in response to his compliment. There was nothing else to say after that. She agreed with that. There really wasn't anypony else she would have rather been with at that moment than Singer.
"Violet was a big part of my ability to stay sane during my school years, no doubt about that. But rough homework and growing pains were soon to be the least of my worries. Let's just say going to school was about to get more dangerous."