Neighpon tales

by Seanzilla115


Timid's Talent

“Hmm...maybe...no no. That wouldn’t fit at all,” Rarity muttered as she was working on a few new dresses. Ever since trade routes between Neighpon and Equestria have been reopened up, she’s been able to get some new materials for her dresses.

“Hey sis, whatcha doin’?” Sweetie Belle asked as she poked her head in.

“Hmm?” Rarity blinked a bit as she looked over her shoulder, ‘Oh it’s not much, Sweetie Belle. Just working on a new line of clothing. Plus something special for Twilight.”

“Something special?” Sweetie Belle repeated

“Her wedding dress!”

“Oh!” Sweetie Belle noted in understanding.

“I’ve never sown for a lesbian wedding… and I really wish I could have sewed the outfit for Matilda for her wedding with Cranky,” Rarity said as she resumed her sewing.

“Yeah..” Sweetie Belle nodded, “..Oh! Are you going to do Fluttershy’s wedding dress too?”

“Hmm?” Rarity blinked at that as she looked back at her little sister, “What do you mean?”

“Well it’s just, her and Silver Hawk’s children are born. Does that mean they’ll be getting married?” Sweetie Belle asked in innocent confusion.

“...it’s… hard to say dear,” Rarity replied making Sweetie Belle blink in confusion, “There’s still the confusion of the Neighponese ponies going home or not…”

Sweetie Belle gave a nod, before she felt her phone buzz, “Oh? It’s Button Mash…”

Rarity couldn’t help but smile, knowing her sister was happy and dating. After what happened with Fluttershy, she made sure to tell Sweetie Belle to wait until she was older and married to have kids.

---

-So how are they?- Rarity asked Fluttershy.

“Good. They’re napping right now, and I’ve managed to make sure to silence the animals so they can nap,” Fluttershy answered, a small smile on her face, “So how’s your business doing, Rarity? I’m sure it’s been great seeing as how trading routes between Neighpon and Equestria are open once more.”

-AMAZING!-

“Shh...Not so loud…” Fluttershy hushed.

-Whoops. Sorry dear- Rarity chuckled sheepishly -But yes. It’s just been amazing dear. Also… do you think I could make outfits for your little foals?-

“...Why of course, Rarity,” Fluttershy replied, “I’m sure whatever you’ll make for them will be splendid.”

-Thank you dear… also… I know it’s beyond late, but I really need to tell you something.-

“What’s that?”

-....Well… it’s just…- Rarity paused as she took a deep breath, -...I… had a… slight crush on you.-

“...Excuse me?”

-I’m sorry. It’s just… Fluttershy, you… you’re an amazing friend, Fluttershy. And you’re really beautiful… Silver Hawk is lucky to have a mare as amazing as you, dear. I… wish I had somepony special like that-

Fluttershy giggled a bit, “I’ll call you back… kids to tend to.”

-Alright. See you soon.-

With that, Fluttershy hung up.

“Sorry for lying… but I want to surprise you.” Fluttershy giggled, before she dialed up a number. “Hello?”

---

Timid sat with Angel, who was currently looking a bit down, the bunny sitting in a small stump shaped like a chair counselors would have their patients sit in.

“Soka…you’re jealous of Kaito and Snow because you want Butterfly’s attention. And the reason you treat her meanly on occasion is because you’re scared of losing her and don’t know how to get it out?” Timid asked, having been sitting with the rabbit, who gave a nod, “I see… have you tried talking to her about it?”

Angel gave her a ‘are you serious?’ look in response.

“She can understand you. If you talked with her, maybe she’d spend a bit more time with you,” Timid stated, making Angel smile and hug her. Suddenly, Angel noticed something and pointed to Timid’s flank…

---

“ONII-CHAN! ONEE-CHAN!” Timid said out in joy as she ran into the room, “I GOT IT! I GOT IT!”

“Eh? Got what?” Fluttershy asked, the shy mare and Silver Hawk sitting down on the couch.

“My Cutie Mark! I got my Cutie Mark!” Timid squealed happily.

Silver Hawk’s eyes widened at that, “You did?”

“Hai! Look!” Timid beamed as she lifted her skirt up a bit, showing a small Swallow that was sitting and listening.

“...What’s it mean?” Silver Hawk asked.

“It means I’m good at counsol… uh… therap… I’m good at helping ponies with those sorts of questions,” Timid explained.

“You’re a therapist?”

“Hai! One of those!”

“That sounds nice. You seem like the type of pony who would listen and help others…” Fluttershy smiled.

“You… you really think so, Onee-chan?” Timid asked.

“I know so,” Fluttershy smiled as she got up and hugged the filly.

“...Arigatou, Onee-chan,” Timid smiled as she hugged her back.

---

“Oh COME ON!” Scootaloo groaned, thumping her head on the computer, “Why this guy?!”

“Something wrong sis?” Dawn Star asked, currently playing a 3DS XL.

“A leak for the latest version of Smash came out, and one of the characters leaked is somepony I was hoping WOULDN'T get in!” Scootaloo exclaimed

“...Ryu?” Dawn Star blinked, “Why’s that problem?”

“...he’s already been in too many fighting games!” Scootaloo snapped before groaning, “Plus, he stole Megamare’s slot as the mascot of Capcom.”

“Oh… well I haven’t played Megamare before, or any of th-” Dawn began before Scootaloo grabbed her.

“You never played any of the Megamare games before?!”

“Uh…..no?”

“She's in Smash!”

“I know that. I just haven’t played any of her games before!”

“....We’re fixing that.”

“Beg pardon?” Dawn blinked.

“I own every core Classic series title. X, Battle Network, Legends, Zero, ZX, ZX Advent!”

“That’s a lot of games…”

‘Yes..there would’ve been more, but Capcom canceled a few, like Legends 3! And they had the gall to blame the fans for its cancellation!” Scootaloo ranted, “The series creator even wanted to help, but Capcom said no.”

---

The two soon arrived in Scootaloo’s private game room in the castle, said room having various book shelves filled with different games, a few posters on the walls.

“Wow… that is a LOT of games,” Dawn noted as she looked around the room.

“Dash had Twilight give me this room… the orphanage I used to live at hated video games… and comics… and fun…ahem, movign on.”

“What’s this here?” Dawn Star asked, seeing a laptop with sprites from games.

“I try to imagine things with sprites sometimes. Maybe Smash characters, maybe elements for a Megamare game…” she shrugged as she sat down and set up one of the games for Dawn to play, “Hmm… let’s see… which one should you try first...ooh! Maybe the first one in teh series!”

“Okay…” Dawn nodded as Scootaloo handed her the game, only for hte Alicorn filly to sweatdrop a bit at the...ahem, cover art.

“I’ve attempted to draw something a bit more… foal friendly.” Scootaloo admitted bluntly, “Plus, at leasts it’s better than the ‘approved’ one Capcom gave for it.”

“Oh come on. It can’t be th-” Dawn began before Scootaloo showed her the picture in question, “...Okay wow. I see what you mean.”

“And somehow… that version of her got into one big game,” Scootaloo sighed a bit, “I mean, I know it’s great that she’s in Smash, btu Capcom could at least come out with a new game.”

“Wh-”

“One that isn’t a collection, which they technically already did.”

---

Dawn beat the first three games within a short while and was currently looking around the room curiously, when she noticed a stack of papers. She picked them up and skimmer over them, the papers appeared to be a story.

“Huh… I didn’t know Scootaloo was a writer…” Dawn blinked.

“Hey Dawn. Ah, you beat Megamare 3, eh? Wanna start 4?”

“Maybe later…" Dawn replied as she pointed to the pages she was reading, "You write?”

“Oh those? No, those are Silver Spoon’s. I let her come over here and she uses the room however she wants. Claims it’s a ‘home away from home’ to her. Plus it makes for a good hide away form…” Scootaloo paused before frowning, “Diamond tiara.”

“Oh…” Dawn noted before frowning as well, “I don’t see why Twilight or Rainbow Dash won’t put a restraining order on her for what she did to you.”

“They tried.” Scootaloo informed, “I haven’t heard back yet.”

“I see,” Dawn Star noted, “...so, how are things between you and Silver Spoon, having to wait all those years before you can hook up?”

“Things are going good. We usually eat out at Sugar Cube Corner, talk, and such,” Scootaloo replied, “But… and keep this secret… we occasionally sneak a few kisses in here and there.”

“Ooh… that’s nice.”

“Yeah… it is,” Scootaloo nodded, “How are you and Quirky doing?”

“We’re doing fine as well,” Dawn replied before blushing a bit, ”Even though we kinda agreed to wait as well, we sneak in a kiss or two on occasion.”

“Oh. Well… I’m glad to hear you’re doing good.” Scootaloo smiled, “...I’m glad to have a sister. It’s a lot of fun.”

“Same here,” Dawn nodded before her phone rang, “Hmm? Who could that be?” she then pulled her phone out and checked the caller ID, “It’s Timid.”

“What does she want?” Scootaloo asked.

“Hello?” Dawn responded.

-Put it on speaker.- Timid told her.

Dawn proceeded to do so.

-Everyone, can you hear me?- Timid asked.

“Yea,” everypony nodded who was involved in this call.

-Well… I have good news. I got my Cutie Mark!-

“Eh?!” Dawn and Scootaloo gawked.

“Are you serious, Timid?!” Scootaloo asked in surprise.

-Hai. My Cutie Mark means I’m a conselor pony. And uh… I’ll admit, there is something I wish to do now that I understand what this means. It’ll be a big surprise. See you all later.-

The call ended, leaving the two fillies confused by that last part.

“Big surprise?”
----

At the moment, the young filly pegasus was at Sugar Cube Corner, and happened to bump into Filthy Rich.

“Uh...aren’t you a little young to be a counselor pony?” he asked.

“Yes, yes I am,” Timid nodded.

“...Uh...okay,” Filthy Rich nodded slowly as he sat down, “So uh..what did you want to see me about?”

“Your daughter. She’s been bullying me and my friends… have you tried to talk with her about her?”

“...I have tried,” he sighed, “But she won’t listen, and no counselor pony has been successful.”

“...Maybe she’s be better if she talked to somepony closer to her own age?” Timid offered.

“...Do you think that would work? I mean, I know she isn’t fond of you or your friends, but will she listen?”

“I had a small idea. You know about the fact that if you lock two ponies up in a room long enough, they air out their differences?”

“...I have heard of that, yes.”

“So…if you can find a room…”

Filthy Rich smiled a little bit, the stallion mentally hoping this would work.