"Rarity, you have to come quick! Sugarcube Corner is on fire!" The three siblings, Rarity, Sweetie Belle and Neon Light, were enjoying a rather peaceful lunch when a rainbow maned pegasus burst into their home and uttered these words. The unicorns were in a state of shock as they processed Rainbow Dash' words. Finally, Rarity decided to speak up.
"What do you mean, Rainbow?"
"What do you mean what do you mean? The Cakes' pastry shop is on fire." Rarity, realizing this was not another one of her friend's pranks, jumped up and began to trot out the door.
"Neon! You stay here and look after Sweetie. I'm going to help fight the fire." Sweetie and Neon looked at each other for a while until the elder sibling stood up and spoke.
"Sweetie, I'm going to go help Rarity. You need to stay here where you are safe."
"What? I want to help too."
"I'm sorry, but you can't. It's probably going to be pretty dangerous and I can't let you get hurt."
"But, but..."
"If something were to happen to you, I wouldn't be able to live with myself." He then smiled. "Mainly because Rarity would kill me." Sweetie chuckled at her brother's joke and finally gave in.
"Ok, I'll stay here." she said, embracing Neon in a hug. "Promise you'll be careful."
"I promise." he replied, returning the hug. "Rarity and I will be back and a title bit." Knowing he couldn't waste anymore time, he galloped out the door and towards Sugarcube Corner.
When Neon Light arrived at Sugarcube Corner, he gasped at the sight that was unfolding before him. Ponies were running and screaming in every direction, a bright colored building was engulfed in flames, and he could see Rarity standing with all of her friends.
"Help! Somepony please help me!" cried a voice that made ever pony stop and turn towards the burning building. "Help! I'm stuck!"
"Some pony is still in there!" screamed the chief of the fire department. "We have to go in and save them!" Just as he said those words, a large part of the doorway collapsed on itself and effectively blocked the only visible entrance.
"Now what do we do?" asked a random pony. Neon looked around as ponies once again went into a frenzy. He stopped when he spotted a small hole in the side of the building. Suddenly, Neon felt a strange feeling within him. Without any second thought, he rushed out of the crowd and towards the hole.
"Hey! What are you doing?" yelled the fire chief.
"Neon? I though I told you to stay back at the boutique." he heard Rarity call. Neon blocked out the voices he heard tell him to stop as he galloped through the hole and into the burning building. For a second, Neon was completely blinded as he was met by smoke. Instinctively, he ducked down and got a clearer vision of what he was dealing with. Almost every piece of furniture in the shop was made out of wood and had already catch fire. However, he noticed a few spots on the floor were clear of the blaze. He looked around some more until he heard the voice of a distressed pony.
"Help! Please, I don't wanna die!" Neon turned his head and saw a small colt curled up into a ball. He was crying and continued to yell for help. "Help me!"
"Don't worry, I'm going to get you out of here!" The colt looked up and saw Neon standing in the blaze.
"Thank you, mister. Please hurry." Neon began to carefully maneuver through the store, avoiding the bruning furniture. He coughed violently as smoke began to fill his lungs.
"I'll be right there!" he said, reassuring the colt. Eventually, Neon reached the colt and used his magic to levitate him onto his back. "Just hang on. I'm going to get us out of here!" The colt violently nodded and wrapped his forelegs around Neon's neck. By now, Neon had not had a breath of fresh air for at least a few minutes. He continued to breathe in smoke as he made his way back to the hole. As he was about to reach his destination, he felt his head spin and his vision went blurry. "Almost there!" Once he had made it to the hole, the colt quickly jumped off his back and ran out of the building. Neon smiled at his accomplishment, but quickly remembered he needed to get out himself. Just then, he felt a wave of pain shoot up his hind leg as a burning sensation made him scream. He looked back and saw that the fire had spread and was currently burning the fur off his leg. He limped towards the exit, barley staying conscious. Suddenly, he heard a large number of cracks from above and looked up. Neon saw a large chunk of the ceiling beginning to fall down around him. Neon was instantly buried under the rubble as he finally was about to lose consciousness. The last thing he heard before passing out was the very familiar scream of his older sister.