(Three day later.)
Dear Applebloom, I have regret to inform you that I will not be able to make it to your seventeenth, birthday party. I know I have missed so many in my absence from this world, but I have a very important meeting with Celestia, in a manner she wishes to speak to me in private.
So in my absence i have sent Septima to deliver you this message and my gift to you.
But how silly of me to think of only one of my best friends in this small town. I have also sent Septima with the gift’s to our good friends Scootaloo and Sweetiebell. Be sure they get their gifts as well, for I have missed many of their birthdays as well.
But I feel I should do more then send you a few small gifts. The next time I’m in Ponyville I will bring you and our friends aboard my ship. I bet that sounds awesome to you and our friends.
Sign~Spike the Dragon.
Applebloom let out a whine of disappointment, “All these years gone and when he gets back he still can’t make it to m’ah party.”
Applebloom turned to the small aline in front of her. Small would be kinda wired to use for he was
taller than her, but he was so skinny he was small in size to her.
“There ain't any way for him to reconsider?” AppleBloom asked, knowing the answer anyways.
The aline shook his head in response, “My lord is sorry he could not make it. But he instructed me to give you and three other xenos these.” The aline turn away from AppleBloom.
Facing his back towards her, she noted the ragged clothing he wore and the scars that were clearly visible, through tears in his clothes. AppleBloom felt bad for the aline, for he must hurt himself a lot. And the tattoos symbols he had made her think of her next Cutie mark crusade.
The years working on her family farm, built a the earth pony into a very well slim looking mare. Her hair grew longer but still wore the ribbon that was given to her by her mother. When she was born. Her feminine body gave something a few colts to look at as she walked down her high school hallways. She wasn't like SweetieBelle when it came to seize on her bust but it was very awkward and hard to get use to the back problems from them.
Facing back to her, the aline handed her three very well decorated vases..
“What are these?” Applebloom asked while looking over the vases.
Each vase Looked the same from each other. Each one was made with solid gold, a large dragon head was carved out from the top of the vase Covering the top. The dragons mouths were open like it was roaring at something revealing a row of razor sharp teeth.
A large horn stood in the center of the muzzle of the dragon. The tail coiled around the vase with gems, and diamonds molded behind the tail making it look like the dragon was holding them with it’s tail. Carved around the tail were very well detailed chest with what looks like gold coins pouring out from them.
The entire vase designed was that of a dragon guardians it treasure but something stood out from the rest of the vase. A black stare made from some kind of metal or obsidian, with eight spears going through it in all directions on it like a compass. In the center of the star was a dark ocean blue stone. It shined like a diamond, brighter than the gold that the vase was made out of.
AppleBloom felt like she was in a trance of some sort by just looking at the stone, “It’s beautiful.” Was all the farm pony could say.
“My lord though you would be pleased by this gift.” The alien said in a smooth tone, “They are called wishing vases.”
AppleBloom shook her head to get out of the trance. She looked at the alien and smiled the biggest smile she could make.
“A wishing vase? what does it do?”
The aline raised an eyebrow to the Xeno before him. He chuckled, “You make a wish, by rubbing the horn on the dragon's muzzle. But do be careful it is sharp.”
“This is the best gift Spike has ever given me. Please tell him I am very grateful for this gift.”
The alien bowed, “I will make sure your message is given to my lord when he returns from his meeting.”
“Thank you,” AppleBloom turn to make her way back to the party that was going on in her home but stopped in her tracks, “Um, you're more then welcome to come and join the party.”
The alien shook his head, “I am sorry but I have more to do today. Happy Birthday little Xeno.” The alien bowed once more and made his way back to his ship which was parked in front of the house.
AppleBloom closed the front door and made her way back to the kitchen where her family and friends were waiting for her.
“Who was that A.B.?” Scootaloo asked. Noticing the three gold vases, she cocked her head to the side, “And what are those?”
“There our gifts from Spike. He could not make it due to a meeting with the princess but he sent one of his alien friends to give us these; There called wishing vases, you rub the horn on the dragon's muzzle and make a wish.”
Scootaloo and SweetieBelle looked at each other for a short time before bolting over to there yellow friend.
“These are for us!” Scootaloo shouted with excitement.
“Are they made from real gold and gems! How could Spike afford these gift?” SweetieBelle asked as she grabbed a vase from her friend.
With Scootaloo shortly following her friend she snatched a vase from AppleBlooms hand.
“Now girls please restrain yourself from these gift.” A soft caring voice spoke from the table.
“B-But.” The three strutted.
“No but. You can wait for those gifts after your party.” The soft voice spoke once more.
“Yes miss.Cheerilee.” All three crusaders said simotancly.
“Thats Mrs.Apple now, remember.” Cheerilee corrected.
Cheerilee is a dark purple coat mare with a long multi-colored mane of light pink and very light pink. Her tall figure stood out from the rest of the Apple-family. But her almost round belly showed more to the mare than what meets the eye.
“E’yup.” A deep gruff voice of Big Mac said with a smile. Walking over to his wife he placed a kiss on her forehead.
Cheerilee smiled as Mac did this. But her attention shortly went back to the three friends in the kitchen.
“It is ashame Spike could not make it. Tho I wonder how he was he able to afford gifts like this?” Cheerilee said to herself. She looked at the vases in each of the C.M.C. held tightly with greedy hands.
“Spike isn't the little dragon we once knew Cheerilee.” Applejack voice echoed through the kitchen.
Everypony in the room turn to face the orange coated mare. In Applejacks hand was a rather large bottle of Apple-ale. Large dark bags hung under the farm ponies eye’s. The eye’s bloodshot from lack of sleep.
“What ever do you mean by that Applejack?” Cheerilee asked.
Taking a large gulp from the bottle, Applejack drank till the bottle was half empty before answering.
“He changed. When he first came back from whatever it was he wasn't the nice little dragon we once knew *hic* in fact *hic* he became more darker. He more likely stole that from *Hic* someone out there in the stars.” Her words were slurred and the strong smell of ale from four days ago can be smelled on the farm pony.
“How could you say that about Spike!” AppleBloom said aggressively to her older sister.
“You weren't there when he told his story. You would never ever understand unless you saw him standing in front of you in that armor of his.” Taking another drink from the ale, Applejack made her way to the stairs.
“Where are you going?” AppleBloom said even more aggressively to her sister.
“To bed! or at least try to tonight.” Applejack finished the bottle throwing it against wall behind her she made her way to her room.
The bottle smashed and everypony flinched. The Kitchen fell silent for what felt like hours.
“Bitch.” AppleBloom muttered under her breath.
many hours passed and Luna’s moon began rising, everypony said their goodbyes to one another as they left the Apple’s Farm under the cover of the night.
AppleBloom went to her room and so did Big mac and Cheerilee.
“Big mac are you sure she is all right? I mean she was never like this until-” Cheerilee was cut off by Big Mac.
“She is fine dear, It only going to last a short time longer.” Big mac assured his wife.
“Are you sure?” Cheerilee asked worriedly.
“She was worst when Ma and Pa pass. It going to take some time for her to get past Granny's passing.”
“I understand but lashing out at AppleBlooms lost friend like she did was uncalled for.” Cheerilee spoke more defensively to Mac.
“I know but when she realizes how she was acting a few days from now she'll make it up to AppleBloom and her friends.”
“I hope your right. AppleBloom isn't little anymore and I fear she'll lash out at Applejack soon if she continues to act like this.”
Crawling into bed with his wife Big mac placed kiss on his wife's head to assure her what he is saying will happen.
“I’m sure of this dear, that everything will be fine.”
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AppleBloom placed the golden vase on her nightstand, next to her bed. She made herself ready for bed by taking off her clothing and untying the bow on her head. Placing the bow on the nightstand near the vase; she then went to her dresser and pulled out a rather bright red sleeping gown. Putting on the sleeping gown, AppleBloom made her way to her bed.
Pulling back the sheets on her bed she climbed in and got comfortable. Reaching over to her nightstand she open the drawer and pulled out a medium sized book with word’s ‘diary’ written in golden letters on the front.
Opening up the diary she flipped through the pages till she came across an empty page in the diary. Pulling out the small pen from the side of the diary she began to write down the events of the day.
5-13-14 A.l. (after Luna.)
Dear diary today was my Seventeenth birthday! Making me the second oldest in the C.M.C once again, but not thee oldest unlike Scootaloo who is Eighteen and considered a Mare now. But enough of that for it was a good birthday. However Applejack has been hitting the bottle again… But I can't blame her, even if she lashed out at Spike for no reason. She keep’s saying,
“Your friend isn't who he was when he went missing, he is evil and should not be trusted and is not welcome here on the farm.” What a bunch of cow pie! Spike is my best friend, and like it or not a Crusader. I don't know why she so full of hate towards someone she once cared about.
Didn't care as much as me tho. When he went missing I felt as tho a void of darkness open up inside me. I never thought I would lose a very close friend to Twilight's spell gone wrong. That bitch, I still hate her; If it wasn't for her and her damn spell’s he would have never want missing in the first place.
I should stop writing i’m getting all worked up again. Dont need to repeat past anger, he is back and i do hope to see him soon. From what I heard from SweetieBelle Spike is king or a chief of his own empire out in space. I want to go see the world outside of Equestria and beyond. I’m going to make a wish before I go to bed and wish for a cutie mark, again. But also to see and spend sometime with my long lost friend.
Placing the Diary back into the night stand AppleBloom grabbed the vase from her night stand. She started rubbing the horn on the muzzle of the dragon.
Closing her eye’s she started wishing, “I wish for my Cutie mark, and to see my friend Spike the dragon once more, and have him take me away from this world to see others; aboard his massive space ship.”
Flinching back AppleBloom let out a surprised yelp, “Darn horn, cut my thumb.”
AppleBloom left her room, mumbling to herself how she should have been more careful with the dragons horn.
Unknown to AppleBloom Blood from where the horn cut her fell into the dragon's open mouth hitting the fork tongue of the dragon. The blood seem to melt into the vase.
She came back with a bandage wrapped tightly around her thumb, “The Aline did say it was sharp.”
AppleBloom made her way to her bed. She lifted the sheets and crawled right in. Taking one last look at the vase, she smiled and thank Celestia for a great birthday before closing her eye’s drifting fast asleep.
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Hours passed into the night when Smoke that was black as coal slowly pour from the dragon's mouth. It seem to have a life of it’s own, for it moved swiftly around AppleBloom room.
Soon the Smoke took shape of a large bipedal creature with large bat like wings and glowing red eye’s. A mouth soon formed in the shadow revealing rows of razor sharp teeth. The figure raised it arms high above it’s head. More smoke poured from the creature, that also took life of it’s own.
Escaping through the window long tentacle’s formed, charging into the night. Demonic heads formed from the tentacles along with multiple eyes, and mouths formed and reformed from the tentacles that split into more heads.
The heads passed into Ponyville were two other black smoke like tentacles were waiting in the center of the town.
They flew into the air intertwining with one another before becoming one. The large shadow reached passed the clouds of the atmosphere and continued to fly higher till they reached Luna's moon.
Charging back down to the planet below them the tentacle creatures let out a unholy scream of thousands of disembodied voices, screaming with them as they charged back to the planet and back to PonyVille; hitting the ground with a massive force that cracked the ground, and made a sound of thunder cracking the sky, the tentacle being exploded into millions of dark figures. Each passing through walls of the town's peoples homes and business. Some leaping into the sleeping ponies of Ponyville while others continue to other town’s, cities, and other nations. Each one of the creatures diving into the sleeping bodies of the world.
Relaxing it’s arms, the creature started to hover above AppleBloom bed and towards the sleeping farm pony.
“This one will do us well.” The creature spoke with many disembodied voices.
The creature dived into AppleBloom making the yellow earth pony shoot up from her bed. She started violently coughing and wheezing, she was having a hard time breathing.
She felt like something with claws was crawling down her throat, scraping and dragging it claws along her windpipe. Rushing out of her bed she ran to the kitchen, she grabbed a near by cup and filled it with water.
AppleBloom chugged the water down. It felt good, and seem to push what ever she was choking on away.
“Thank Celestia… that’s over.” AppleBloom side between breaths.
Taking another drink of water, AppleBloom went back to her room. Breathing fine again along with not feeling something dragging it claws down her throat she crawled back in bed. She turn to face the golden vase.
There was something about the vase that made her smile and at the same time feel afraid of it. She can’t place a finger on it but, there seems to be more to the gifts Spike sent them than meets the eye.