//------------------------------// // Glittery Flank // Story: Newtown Ponies // by COMPLETELY DONE //------------------------------// Newtown Ponies We had arrived at school, and Zen still refused to talk, I was being given the silent treatment, and boy was I glad I had fixed it then, and there. Because I felt as if I was suffocating in the cruel bag of reality. As Zen slipped a sigh, and carried me to the roof of the school, using her weak wings, struggling to get to the top. “Okay, Crystal made me feel threatened the other day! Jeez! Does that answer squat?!” Zen asked, ‘annoyed’ was clearly spelled in the tone of her voice. “Well, sort of, but what exactly did she say?” I asked, Zen just glared at me and said. “Do you really expect me to remember EVERY EXACT WORD out of her twisted mouth?!”. I paused, and responded. “Uh, you know, there’s such a thing called ‘paraphrasing’.”. Zen rolled her eyes and repeated Crystal’s words. “I was in the bathroom, and I ran into her. She said, ‘You’re little sister will never be able to defeat me, she’s too weak, too sweet and kind, too SOFT to even punch a bag!’, and I argued ‘Maybe my twin is soft, but she has a good reason, it’s in her nature, she’s a Gemini, nice one second, a natural Sombra the ne-’, that’s when I was cut off by her hoof covering my muzzle. ‘We never converse about King Sombra! Capice`?’ She said, snappy, I nodded and I just trotted to the door because I was too afraid to say anymore.”. She was pretty specific, and I just blink- stared, and she just stood there, and scoffed. “Ugh, c’mon, class is about to start!”. “Right, um, listen, Zenny, I’m sorry for doubting you…” I apologized. She just smiled and motioned to come on. I teleported into the classroom, and almost all the fillies gathered around me, they asked me so many questions, I didn’t have time to answer. “Oh my gosh how did you do that Glitter?!” “Well, duh, pea brain, she’s probably got her mark!” “I think she’s pretty, marked or not,” I paused when I heard that voice, and I squeezed through the crowd, and asked Starr why was I being stuck in a crowd. She simply said. “You’re popular now, you don’t need me or Wild anymore,”. I gasped, that wasn’t the answer I was hoping for! “If you look on your horn, you’d see what I’m talking about,” she added, reluctantly. I slowly moved my eyeballs to where I could see my horn. It was glittering my aura color, pink! No! What the hoof does this mean?! I thought, panicky. Mr. Crabbles trotted into the class, and I galloped right to him. “MR. CRABBLES, I NEED TO SEE THE NURSE, PRONTO!!!” I said, eye sockets minimized, he gave me a note and sent me to the office, to Nurse Blue Cross. “IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME NURSE BLUE CROSS?!” I said once again, even more panicky. She giggled and I glared at her. “This...is...SERIOUS!” I shouted. She just gave me a mirror and said. “Glitter, honey, it is nothing to be worried about, it is only a sign! You’re getting closer to your cutiemark!” I just gasped, I asked if I could have an ice pack because I had a headache, she nodded and left the room. As I closed my eyes, I saw a vision. There I was, sitting atop a throne, and my mane was extra curled. I saw Princess Twilight Sparkle, and Flash Sentry, and Wild, Starr, and Zen. White was there, but only for a short period of time. I had wings, I saw that I was a little bit on the sparkly side, and I zoomed into my flank, and it showed my cutiemark, but only for a millisecond. I felt a cold sack on my forehead and opened my eyes. “Nurse Blue Cross?” I asked, rubbing my head with the ice pack. She smiled and was about to trot to the office to get some papers, until I stopped her for a minute. “Can I call home? I feel nauseous,” I added. She nodded, and handed me the phone, as I called home, I thought, I’m telling the truth, I feel sick, partially, the other 70% of me is curiosity. That was when I decided, enough was enough, it was time to get my friends back, get my sister in on this, and finish off Crystal. That is, what I thought, until I heard a siren on my way home, and the truck, was practically following us.