//------------------------------// // Arachnity part 2 // Story: Arachnity // by Rarity Belle //------------------------------// With the battle that laid behind them, the three superheroes had finally defeated the evil mastermind. It was the time there to just take it easy. Despite Rarity’s new form, both Apple Bloom and Scootaloo didn't shy away from her either. Instead, they also just loved the way that she looked and found it awesome all around. Not to mention the little fact that Rarity actually had prepared herself to come to play in full costume for the little adventure.         Yet the costumes of each of the ponies were gently removed by the magic of the unicorns. After which they were folded up into a nice stack. The sun had been burning upon their foreheads for all of the day and the sweat ran down their bodies. They needed some rest and they needed it in that moment. They wanted to just drop down in the grass, but that wasn't an option for Rarity. Though she didn't have enough magic or strength to bring the three home either.         So the only thing that Rarity could have done was to drop down against a tree and invited each of the fillies to lay upon her belly. When the signals finally got through to the skulls of the three Crusaders, they did start to have their little doubts about it all. In the end they all shrugged and cuddled up against the fur of the arachnid pony who calmly wrapped the three of them in her legs.         Cozy and comfortable while also being refreshing. The winds of Everfree were blowing at a calm speed past the four of them. Something that only continued to add upon the will to sleep from each of the little fillies. “Oh that was so awesome, Rarity, can we do it again soon?” Scootaloo asked without actual thinking that went through her mind.         Yet the unicorn herself released a gentle chuckle before her hoof stroked through the mane at a gentle pace. “Perhaps if the time is once again favorable for me, we can indeed do this again. But I think that the three of you, will be needing some sleep now. Even heroes need their rest,” returned Rarity in a calm and almost quiet tone. She gave each of them a kiss on the forehead. Within minutes had all three of the hyperactive fillies fallen asleep, leaving the mare alone with her thoughts.         Though it wouldn't have been long after that, that Rarity herself also would have fallen peacefully asleep. Her legs curled up a bit tighter around the three young ponies as her head leaned backwards against the trunk of the tree. Yet the abdomen was still twitching for whatever reason. Not even the mare herself was actually sure why it kept doing it, though it did feel good to her so there wasn't any real harm that could be done with it. Right?         Though the play of the ponies didn't go unnoticed of course. Almost all of the time there were other ponies walking around and about. Each of them had a picture perfect view upon the events as they were. Perhaps it was because they all wore silly outfits, but none of the grown up ponies actually interfered with the affairs as they were. They didn’t even seem terrified of Rarity’s looks for some reason.         The ponies in Ponyville were generally a rather accepting group. They had been visited by all sorts of folk. Folk that ranged from the griffons of the west to the mysterious and elusive gorgonies of the east, while the shadows came from the south. So seeing an arachnid pony wasn't the cause to raise alarms, especially one dressed up in a supervillain outfit playing with three dressed up fillies.         A couple of weird eyes were given to them all before they moved on with their daily duties. Though the scene’s never lost itself after it. As it calmly continued to linger through the minds of them. They then continued to spill their stories as they had seen it which resulted in even more ponies who got to hear it. And above all of the ponies who got to hear the tale, there was one in the whole of Ponyville who couldn't believe just what the ears had heard.         It seemed like an impossible feat to still discover subspecies of ponies even after such an amount of time. Interest was sparked immediately and the mulberry mare could be found upon the top of a hill just after Rarity had fallen asleep. The violet, rose and sapphire blue colored mane waved within the wind. The eyes were giving of an expression of utter disbelief. The mind knew more than well just what it down lying against the tree trunk, even who they saw to be more correctly. Though she just couldn't and perhaps even wouldn't wanted to believe the facts as they were presented to her. “But that’s impossible,” the mare whispered to herself. The head was given a couple of shakes before she looked again.         Out of everything that could have possibly been spotted down there, she hadn't prepared herself to see Rarity lying there with the three Crusaders nicely tucked up against her. Everything was just not seeming to be right whatsoever. Everything that she saw there was just wrong, it wasn't meant to be within her eyes. It wasn’t meant to be seen in anypony’s eyes for that matter.         There was only one way that perhaps the truth could be figured out about everything and that was to feel the suspect right on the teeth. The problem just happened to have been the three little fillies. The words that they would have, wasn't truly going to be suited for them, which only meant that she could be waiting for the best time to spill her disbelief with the arachnid pony itself.         The body of the mare got turned around before the legs kicked back into motion. They would have started to bring her back into town. The eyes looked up into the skies one last time and noticed the pack of clouds that were coming in. The night would be dry, but the light of the moon would be invisible due to them. In the moment was it a worry for another time. ---                       Later that same evening had Rarity returned Sweetie back to the house of her parents. The very place where she had a rough time explaining the situation of herself being the way she was. Though because of the fact that Sweetie was so open towards the change, her parents accepted it quicker than she could have ever dreamed. It was still strange, but Rarity remained Rarity to them.         The unicorn of grace and fashion just had the one desire to make it a quiet evening. She would have crashed down into her sofa. A deep exhale of the day’s activities was finally released through her mouth as she was just through and through. Just when she thought to finally have been able to close the day, there was that ever so cursed knock upon her door.         A deep groan was released from the mare her mouth before the horn coated itself within the sapphire blue magical aura. The click of the door’s lock could be heard just before the hinges screeched softly. “Rarity, you home?” an all too familiar voice echoed through the building.         The unicorn rolled her eyes. She knew what time it was. “No I’m not and the door was opened by the local house ghost, Twilight,” said Rarity in an annoyed tone. Then the door was closed again. “Seriously, the sheer stupidity of some ponies,” she added in a mutter, inaudible for Twilight. Though the both of them would be in for a ride that wouldn't be forgotten that easily.         It was only then that both Twilight and Rarity were looking one another straight into the eyes for the first time ever since the massive change that was made to her body. The other unicorn just couldn't believe the facts as they were yet she found them fascinating at the same time. Twilight just couldn't believe it still while Rarity pointed to a chair with one of her legs. “Please take a seat, for I think I know what you want to do here,” commented Rarity towards her friend.         Twilight moved over to the chair where she sat down pretty much without a sound. Only a nod was given by her as the eye contact was never broken between the two of them. It weren't expressions of hatred or fear. For Rarity it was an expression of annoyance as well as a normal glance out of her four eyes while the other mare was still mesmerized. “You, going to say, anything?”         Those couple of words were actually enough to throw Twilight straight back into the reality of the world. She shook her head a couple of times to get everything in order again as a couple of squeaky noises came from her. Noises that caused Rarity to raise an eyebrow before shrugging it off. “It’s, well, your new form. When ponies came to my library saying they saw a spider pony, I couldn't believe it. When I saw that it was you who was playing with them, I still wouldn't believe it. So the question is, how did it happen?” were the only words that Twilight could have said.         That very same question was something that the mare had tried to work out herself. During the whole day had she been thinking about it already. Yet every single time that she was close to the answer, there wasn't any. It was a void in her mind and she actually preferred to keep it that way for some reason. “I just woke up like that, Twilight, not that I’m really complaining though, I mean, it’s unusual, yes. But while my looks may have faded from the mainstream, I can always do alternative modeling,” replied Rarity calm. She removed a strand of mane from her eyes, keeping them on her.         “It’s not right though, you’re supposed to be a pony, not a spider. Let alone, an overgrown one for that matter, no offence,” Twilight returned to her quicker than she had realized. She placed both hooves before her mouth a mere second later.         That reaction alone caused her to have gained an expression of utter disgust from the unicorn. “Are you saying that I’m wrong, when being like this? Do you think, I’m part changeling or something? A simple little bug that needs to be eradicated from this world?! Well? Speak up foal!” Just the sheer tone in which they were spoken caused Twilight to raise both of her eyebrows. She was once again thrown right into the facts of the unbelievable.         Because of it, it even took her a couple dozen of seconds to be able to reply to her friend. The hasty motions that were made with her hooves as they got flung around the place, could be seen as humorous. If it weren't for the words that she spoke up. “Now you just hold the line right there, Rarity. I have never said that you needed to be eradicated from the world. You’re my friend still! I can’t end the lives of my friends in any way or form. I just want to know what the hell happened to you and why you’re so calm under it!” the other unicorn spoke in her defense. ---                       While Twilight’s motivations may have been honest and truthful, Rarity herself still couldn't take it well enough. It just looked like Twilight wanted her gone. Yet she never allowed that to show it on her face. The stern expression of the four eyes looked over Twilight with a cold glance. It was her turn to answer. The words she needed, had to be chosen carefully. Before anything was said, there was a deep huff that came through her nostrils. Only then she spoke up what she had to say.         Though her words were calm, rational, collected even. Something that threw Twilight even more off guard initially. “Twilight my dear, one has to understand the simple fact that change can come at any given time. The reason as of why I seem to be able to live with these changes to me, is because I have accepted them. Yes, when I woke up it was unusual, but I don’t feel weird or have any strange cravings. I’m still the mare who I used to be. Just a bit more hairy and spidery.”         “And that’s my main issue right there actually,” Twilight interrupted. She just had to make up her mind. “You have always told me, that you were terrified of spiders, hated them with every fiber of your body, yet now, you aren't even scared of yourself? From the looks at least.”         Those words only caused a cutting glare to be send over to the mare of magic. Those words hurt Rarity so much inside of her. It was almost impossible to tell just how far the sting went. Yet it also caused her to open her eyes a little bit. Which on its own turn caused one little realization to make its way into her mind. “No, I’m not scared of myself, because it is still me who resides within the body, Twilight,” Rarity would have answered. When she fell back into the silence, all four of her eyes moved over to the six coiled up legs and the abdomen. All of it, shouldn’t have been there.         Just seeing herself lying on the sofa like that caused something else to be sparked within her. She would be looking like that forever. She would be looking forever like an arachnid pony. The words of Twilight had already created a hole in her heart, but that thought just added salt to it.         The eyelids calmly came together as the spoken words of Twilight just went straight past the mare. Time almost seemed to have come to a standstill as thousands of thoughts suddenly made her realize that she no longer was the unicorn of grace that she always was. Instead she would become the only arachnid pony in existence. That fact alone wasn't something to be looking forward to at all.         “I think, it might be best if we, hey, you even listening to me?” the mulberry unicorn asked of her. Just before she clapped her forehooves together. The sounds were more than enough to knock Rarity back into reality. All four of the eyes opened again and got focused upon the unicorn.         “S-Sorry, I was a bit lost in thought. Please, proceed on what you had to tell, or wanted to.” Rarity had apologized for herself in a calm fashion. It was something that managed to satisfy Twilight just before she gained a small smile upon her face.         “What I propose, is a reverting spell that should be doing the trick for you. It should be having you back as a pony in no time,” the mare explained to her friend.         “Back to a pony? What’s wrong with me remaining as a half spider?” Rarity then questioned her best of friends. Although the answers were pretty obvious and lying right before her.         Twilight released a deep sigh through her nostrils. She leaned a bit more backwards within the chair. She knew that the next words would be hard to speak and caution was advised. Which was exactly what she did before the words on the matter were told. ---   Rarity gulped deeply after Twilight was finally done with her words. Every single word that was spoken against her managed to hit her like the engine of a train. Every last single word wasn't something to kill the joy that she had while being in her changed form, they were meant to warn her about the harm that could be done.         She was born as a pony in mind and soul, she had to return to that state in order to be fully accepted by everypony else. While it was true most had accepted her the way she was, there was always that one little chance of her entire business and to extend, her life, to be destroyed by one single rumor. Rarity shook her head as her own mind continued to make realizations to her. Sweetie and the girls were just fillies, of course they found Rarity awesome the way she looked, but who was to say they still would in a year or three?         It were thoughts like that which just plagued her poor mind with everything and anything. All the way up to the point that she broke out in nothing but sheer tears. Tears of sadness before she began to cry softly to herself. Finally had Twilight managed to show the truth of the situation to her. The methods were harsh without a doubt though it was for the better, it had to be for the better.         Yet a sobbing Rarity was a thing she didn't wanted to have at her conscious. So Twilight left the chair and walked over to her friend. Only to drop down next to her and hug her tight and firm while calmly shushing the big arachnid pony. “It’s going to be okay, Rares, it’s all going to be okay.”         It was a miracle that Rarity still was able to speak some words of her own during the sobbing. Her words were direct reply to Twilight. “I, I have been foolish, dear, you were right from the very start. I, I’m sorry for snapping at you like that,” she managed to say.         “Forget and forgive, right? Besides, we are having a bit more important manners waiting for us. Like, getting you to bed as well as, sleep,” returned Twilight with a small smile. She kept the hug intact and her horn began to collect the magical aura around it.         Yet that last little word of ‘sleep’ alone had been more than enough for the arachnid pony to have become dozy and before she knew it, she had fallen in a deep sleep. A deep, endless yet dream filled sleep would have been given to her.         It would have taken some time before the eyelids began twitch and the feeling returned to the body. Hopes began to fill the thoughts as initially only four legs were to be felt. Yet those hopes and dreams were slowly shattered as the feeling to fore more legs returned. Not to mention the massive abdomen that was still seemingly present.         All four of Rarity’s eyes opened up and they slowly got used to their surroundings. Though where she thought to have ended up in her own bed, the unicorn of grace and fashion wasn't there. Instead she laid in a rather comfortable bed, in the basement of the Golden Oak library. It wasn't much of a problem. Weren’t it for the fact that she didn't even have the slightest of clues of just what had happened. Everything could have been done in the time she was asleep.         A massive groan was released from her mouth. The blankets were pulled away. Somewhere deep inside of her mind there still was that little bit of sparkling hope that she had returned to normal for whatever reason. Though all hopes just faded away when she saw that everything was still there. The eyes closed themselves again while a deep sigh was released through her nose.         Something that caused Twilight to actually turn her body around and face the freshly woken up unicorn. “I, see you’re awake,” she spoke up with a voice that was trying to sound as innocent as possible. Even though there wasn't anything innocent about the situation at all.         “It didn't work, I presume, that what you did try to do?” Rarity managed to stumble out. She turned her head over to the mare. Only to get a shaking head as response. Which on its own caused a rather deep sigh to be released through the mouth. “So, what do you purpose I do now? Or, what we do now?”         Twilight walked over to the bed before she dropped her body unto it. She looked over her friend with a scared expression. Bad news was coming in, whether it was liked or not. That was what the eyes screamed to Rarity. “If there was any other choice, I would have gladly given it to you, Rarity. But it seems that the only pony who can help you now is…” Twilight said before she silenced.         The silence taken the mare over as a small gulp could be heard coming from her. Yet it did managed to capture the rather impossible curiosity of Rarity. “Who, might be able to help me Twilight? Tell me, who on these lands?” Rarity kept on pushing, hoping it wouldn't have been the princesses or a being that lived in a place she really didn't wanted to go to.         “I’m afraid that, you have to pay Zecora a little visit and hope she knows something about your condition. For, no matter what kind of transformation spell I used, I never got you back. Not more for a couple of seconds anyway. Almost as if a powerful magical barrier lingered around you.”         That was what Twilight had said to her. And it was another shot through the heart. It meant that she had to travel to the depths of the Everfree forest in order to undo herself from the thing that was either a gift or a curse, or perhaps even both. “Well, if that is going to be the case, I best be off to pay her a visit then, shouldn't I? Although, maybe I can wait a day. Or two,” Rarity added.         The excuses were already coming from her. It wasn't anything Twilight could be doing much about. All that she could be doing from that point was to warn Zecora that Rarity would be coming her way and remind the arachnid unicorn that she needed to go sooner than later. Though that was something perhaps a lot easier said than done against a mare like Rarity.         Either way and anyhow, she would be in for quite the ride. ---   “Ah was certain that Ah heard som’thing coming from the barn Macintosh,” whispered Applejack to her brother. They both had their brooms ready. In the early morning –which others would have called the dead of night– they stood before the barn of Sweet Apple Acres. Sounds had been coming out of it all night long which drove Applejack crazy and caused to not gain a minute of sleep.         Her brother on the other end had managed to sleep through the sounds. He was busy cutting down the entire Everfree with his snoring. “Well Ah just hope that it ain't any of them fruitbats. Last time was bad, can’t have another infestation like that,” said Big Macintosh to his sister. He leaned a bit against the wood, awaiting what came next.         Their eyes were looking almost straight at one another which caused another matter to arise. One that just got spoken and discussed by the two of them in the middle of what could be a dangerous situation. “Ah still can’t believe what Apple Bloom told us ‘bout Rarity. She being half spider and half pony, just doesn't seem to be adding up to me,” Applejack said in a whisper.         The story and the rumors were more than widely known through the town of Ponyville itself. Many had even seen her as she had returned to her daily work as nearly two weeks had passed since the Twilight tried to help her. “Nope,” Big Mac simple spoke up before he nudged his head to the door, “but Ah think we’re having more important business then Rarity right now.”         The big fella was more than right upon that matter. Applejack knew that all too well. Though the lack of sleep had caused her to become a little absent from the world as it was. The stallion opened the door to the barn itself and they both went inside silently.           The two earth ponies continued to be looking for the source of the sounds. Though they were unable to discover just what could have possibly caused it. The two of them were about to give up after some time. Though the sun had started to peek its way through the place and provided a clue that neither of them had seen before.         “Mac, yar seeing what Ah’m seeing here?” Applejack asked before she pointed her broom to a strand or even rope of purple something. The cowgirl herself got closer while her bigger brother followed carefully. Surprised and baffled they both where, but it just hung there.         “E’yup,” he simply answered before giving it a better look with his eyes. “It’s spider silk.” The mare herself was actually amazed of the fact how her brother managed to identify the substance that quickly, yet it also meant that they were having something they haven’t seen in a long time.         “Looks like we’re having a case of fruit spiders, been a long time since we have seen them creepy crawlers ‘round here,” said Applejack. Her hoof coiled up around the spider silk and gave it a powerful tug. She wanted to let it come loose from the ceiling so that they could remove it. Instead they were surprised by something else entirely.         For with the silk, there also came a massive body dropping down from above. A loud sound of ‘wha’ was yelped up before the figure could be found lying on the floor. Both Applejack and Big Macintosh were looking at the dark blob with a set of widened eyes, only to look at one another with them. Neither of the two could have ever believed what they were seeing in their eyes.         Slowly but surely did the blob managed to crawl up and the purple hair was revealed in the sun. The arachnid silhouette was blackened out by the rising sun. Both of the country ponies looked back to the creature with an expression of disbelief. So the words were indeed true about what had happened. Applejack wasn't happy about it whatsoever. If anything, she was furious.         “Partner,” she spoke up in a near, stone cold tone. A tone which caused her brother to already take a step or two aside before he hid himself. “You better start running before Ah squash you like a bug.” Those words carried the message exactly and the figure almost immediately rushed out of the barn, followed by a white hot Applejack.         Even with her broom in one of her hooves did the cowgirl show some crazy agility and speed as she managed to almost catch up with the arachnid. “Rarity, you little piece of vermin! Next time you’re gonna sleep in our barn, warn us next time!” was shouted towards the creature. It was just before the whacks of the broom were made.         If one happened to be looking upon the scene, it was just silly to see both Applejack and Rarity running around the way they did. And one of those ponies, or perhaps the only one, who happened to be looking was Big Mac himself. The gentle giant almost had a front row seat while he heard the pleas and rage from both of the mares.         It all just seemed like fun and games to him even though the fact happened to be that his sister meant every last word. Though she couldn't get it to herself that she would actually harm a friend of hers. For minutes did the chase continue over the land of the Apple family before Rarity finally made her escape. An escape into the one place she didn't wanted to go, Everfree forest. Perhaps she needed a good motivation for herself to actually get in, and nothing worked better than an enraged Applejack to do that part of the job.         When Rarity had disappeared out of her sights, Applejack managed to calm herself down from the events and used the broom as some kind of support cane as she looked over the woods of Everfree. What followed was a deep huff that got released through her nostrils before she turned around. Big Mac couldn't help it but to look at his sister with a rather silly face as she approached him. “What are ya looking at, with that stupid smirk on yar face?” she snarled to him in a low tone before proceeding into the barn. She wasn’t in the mood for anything anymore, that was clear.         “Nothing,” the stallion replied before he shook his head a couple of times. It almost seemed like that he had discovered just what Rarity had planned out to do but didn't wanted to tell his own sister. After all, it was her who was the element of honesty, not he. ---   Galloping through the woods of Everfree like there was no tomorrow, that was how the whole situation of Rarity could be explained in just one sentence. She galloped on the six of her legs, she galloped to the only place where it was actually safe. The one place she knew that she could be finding something of help. Even though it wouldn't really have been the kind of help that she wanted.         “It has to be around here somewhere!” Rarity muttered to herself. She kept on wandering through the thick forest with a gentle pace. She was looking for perhaps the only known house in the entire thing that was still occupied by somepony. Yet even that seemed to have been quite the task that laid ahead of hers. In her eyes, she had begun on an impossible journey.         With a grumble and growl did the arachnid unicorn continue down the path of the forest. It was the annoyance that rose within her, that suppressed the fear for the creatures that were to be found within the green borders of the woods. Perhaps it was a wise decision, perhaps it was something was just as foolish as thought.         Either way, it seemed to actually be working out rather well for her for the time being. Though that never meant anything. She just had to find that hut, at any cost and one way or the other. It could have been her salvation or crushing defeat. She hoped the first but feared the latter.         Through the vegetation could it finally be seen. It appeared slow above the grass, a light that wasn't supposed to be there. Light that wasn't from the sun, but artificial. The sunlight never reached that deep in the woods and the eternal night like state it carried would have been much preferred by Nightmare Moon and any of her servants.         The arachnid unicorn finally knew that she was in the right place and calmly walked up to the front door. On which she then knocked a couple of times before taking a step or two back. Anything could be happening from that moment onwards and she had to prepare herself for just that, any- and everything.         Soon enough did the door itself open up and the zebra of the home was standing in the opening. The two looked one another in the eyes for a couple of seconds before the words were spoken. “As if it isn't our beloved Rarity, I would presume that you are here for a quest of clarity?” said Zecora in her signature rhyming. She removed herself out of the doorway to let the mare enter.         “Not certain if you can call it clarity, Zecora. I’m more interested in finding a cure for, well, this all,” returned Rarity. She had entered the warm hut of the zebra and showed her body for what it was in the light. It didn't matter how many times she would be wandering through the place, there was always something that would have been catching her eyes or peeking her interests.         Zecora was just one big mystery for the mare. Even after the initial events that brought them a bit closer together it remained that way. Contact between the ivory unicorn and the striped zebra was actually scarce, perhaps something they were both to blame for a little bit.         “Twilight has told me that you would come by, though the time it took made you look shy. So do tell me dear, what is that you fear?” spoke Zecora. She gestured Rarity over to the couch. The zebra herself walked over to her cauldron that was already boiling with things. The arachnid unicorn couldn't identify just what the zebra happened to be brewing up. She just took place upon the couch.         “Well, one might say that I’m afraid of what will come next. I am terrified, Zecora, terrified that I might never be able to return back to the self I was before. To always be, what I am now,” answered Rarity with an honest but trembling tone to her voice. It was a tone that Zecora could understand better than anything in the world actually.         “While it is alright to be scared of the future, one mustn't forget the past indeed. Perhaps when looking back, one might find the answers to the deed. Changes always happen and some are a fierce as a dragon,” the zebra said. She had begun to stir in the goo of everything.         Yet when the two equines looked one another in the eyes, there was a moment of genuine happiness to be found within each of them. For some reason did Rarity believe that Zecora actually had the answer ready right there. “You can, change me back to, to normal, right?” she still asked of Zecora. Rarity wasn't certain of anything at that point anymore.         The zebra herself gave a nod as confirmation. The happiness that was flowing into the heart of the other mare was indescribable. Sooner or later she would return to the state that she always used to be. The state in which she was known and loved for her craft, rather than her looks.         “The brew that’s in my cauldron, might taste sharp like the first icy wind of autumn, but it shall help you to become who you have always been and will be,” said Zecora in broken rhyme. The fires ignited themselves below the massive cast iron thing. “All I require from you, is to sleep again and think about the calm ticking of the rain.”         The rhyming words of the zebra usually didn't make any sense for Rarity to begin with, especially since they didn’t rhyme all too well. Though that time didn't make any exception whatsoever. The words did make her sleepy enough to close her eyes. To make things perhaps even stranger, was the fact that her ears twitched softly at the very hearing of the drops of rain outside.         Even though it wasn't given too much attention by the arachnid unicorn, it was still there. “Now, drink,” Zecora then spoke. Rarity could feel a cup being placed against her lips. Only then did the liquids began to make their way inside. The praying could begin. Sooner or later, she would wake up with hopefully everything back to normal.         Just the thought of leaving the dreamlike state behind her was something that made her happy. “And now, sleep again, fair lady Rarity,” another, unknown voice spoke up. Yet it was also a voice that Rarity knew out of thousands. One last impossible and unbelievable act before she fell asleep. Mystery upon mystery was being added, yet the revelation never came. Not yet, at least. ---   Once again did the mighty morning sun cause Rarity to wake up from her slumber. The body rose itself upwards before the two forehooves moved the blindfolds from her eyes. Everything felt the way it was supposed to be in her body and the blankets were removed from the bed. That gave the still sleepy eyes a first glance upon the changes that were made.         Or perhaps better said, the changes that were undone. The sapphire blue rimmed eyes looked over a body that was perfectly shaped, perfectly rounded and most important of all, one that belonged to that of a pony. There was this massive sense of relief that made its way through the mare. After that did she got out of her bed and stretched each of her legs a bit.         She was just so happy that she was back to normal. Yet in the corner of her eye she noticed a piece of paper lying on her desk. The unicorn turned herself towards the desk and levitated the piece over to her eyes. Even though they still weren't as sharp as she would have liked, the text upon it was still readable for her.         “My dearest Rarity,” the mare spoke aloud, “if you are reading this, it means that you have done something only very few have dared to be doing. You have not tackled your fears, but became them and looked through their eyes for a moment. Which allowed you to make peace with them. Yours truly, look at the sun.” The note was just odd in the eyes of the mare yet she still dared to look at the morning sun from out of her window after having moved the curtain.         Only to see the shadow of a powerful princess fade away within it. The unicorn blinked a couple of times with her eyes in order to get everything straight in her mind. “That, that wasn’t Celestia. Could it have been..?” she stumbled out before an eyebrow was risen.         Yet then she realized something else that needed to be done, a meeting between her, the three Crusaders, Applejack and Rainbow Dash. So the only thing that she could be doing was to get busy and clean herself up for the events. ---                       All the while and somewhere else had one figure gotten a rather genuine happy looking smile upon its face. Hidden among the darkness of the galaxy that swirled around the room had one figure perhaps done the impossible. It may have done it in a way that not many ponies would have even thought about being possible.         “May fortune find its way in your path, lady Rarity. For know now that the creatures you used to fear as a foal, are harmless in their own right. Fears might hold us back, allow us to not do things others might be doing, but the only way to truly get over it is to just do it. Fear comes in many forms and sizes, some easier cured then others,” the voice spoke through the room.         The figure turned itself around. The blue aura began to collect itself around the horn. In the light was the face of nopony else then the princess of the night herself revealed. “There isn't any rest for the wicket, as the tale goes. But what would one say if the worst fears and frights aren't caused by anything on the world outside, but by the mind itself? Think about that, before you go to bed tonight,” she spoke towards one of the swirling galaxies, before a smile formed across her lips.         The lights of the horn and magic faded away into the galaxy behind her. The last thing that could be heard was a genuine happy sounding giggle before the body faded out of existence.