//------------------------------// // Wishes // Story: Of Fallen Stars & Ascension // by Hop3l3ssRomantic //------------------------------// -31st Sunrise- -Wishes- Shortly after the apology session & reassurances Celestia excueses herself. She offers to take me back to the castle, but I decide to stay in Ponyville for a while. Flitter and Thorn went back, though, to my dismay. Everypony was more than willing to offer their home to me, well, almost everypony. I almost go with Rainbow, just to irk her, but that would honestly have been just as frustrating for me. I choose to stay with Fluttershy, since she’s kind and comforting. I feel at ease around her, at least more than with any of the other five. Once settled in on the couch - I insisted she not give up her own bed, and that I could handle a couch. Sleep does not come quickly. I toss and turn, and my wings are restless. Thoughts of today run through my brain incessantly. At least this blanket is comfortable. I decide to concetnrate on simple feelings. Such as the soft fuzzy-ness of the warm blanket wrapped around me. The far off sounds of Fluttershy peacefully snoring in her room. I listen to the sound of all the surrounding animals sleep, and the nocturnal ones outside going about their nightly business. Slowly I feel myself doze. ☀✴ I find myself staring at the sky. The last star has just dimmed, leaving nothingness where just moments before twas a endless expanse of constellations. Stars, pinpoints of hope to most ponies, kin to me. They say you can wish on stars, and it's true. When a pony, or any creature, wishes so deeply for something we can hear it. Their feelings call out to us. We respond. When we choose to grant a wish, we see every possible outcome - and how it affects their own as well as everybody else’s lives. The more important the wish, the stronger the pull it has on us. The darkness is overwhelming, suffocating even. I don’t move, my thoughts are no longer musing on my own existence, but rather the complete blackness surrounding me. As a star I would never find fear in the dark, it's are element. Now, however, now I am petrified. Even if I wanted to move, I couldn't. I hear crying from I hear crying from every direction. Horrible emotion filled, devastating crying. I almost cry just from hearing it. A bright light surrounds, a stark change from the utter darkness of a second ago. My surroundings focus slowly, like when you just wake up from a deep sleep. I’m sitting on nothing, in the same position as before, only now it’s sunset. Looking up I notice only a few stars starting to some out, one of them tugging at my heart persistently. The thing I notice the most is the pegasus filly laying on a cloud and crying. She must be the same one who I heard before. Something about her seems familiar, but I can’t place it. I’ve only met one pegasus filly since I fell, and she’s definitely not yellow and would not be crying on a cloud this high up. After all - Scootaloo can’t really fly. She pulls her head out of her hooves and looks up at the sky, her face running over with tears. “I wish…” She whispers, her voice soft and breathless. My eyes go wide as I finally realize who this filly is. My view shifts from right in front of her to looking down at her from an all too familiar view. I never thought I’d have this view again. No, I know I won’t. Her emotions bombard me with a strength that I should have remembered before now. I see once again all possible outcomes for her wish, and know that even had I wanted to, I would not have been able to resist her wish. This wish had the potential to change all of Equestria - all of the planet I was watching over- that I had fallen onto. Everything goes black again. ☀✴ I wake to the chittering of animals. I sit up and stretch, looking around my strange surroundings, My dream slowly comes back to me. Fluttershy. The sound of Fluttershy humming drifts to my ears from the kitchen. The smell of breakfast soon follows. I yawn and let my nose lead me. “Oh. Good morning Day. Hungry?” Fluttershy greets cheerfully. She holds out a plate of pancakes ‘She called me Day again’ I observe. I take the plate in my magic and mumble a sleepy greeting. I somehow make it to the table without dropping the plate - luckily. “Did you sleep well?” Fluttershy asks as she walks over with a plate full of toast. I nod and grab a piece, well several pieces of toast. “Oh good. I hope the couch wasn’t too bad...I’m certain you’re not used to a couch. After all, you are a princess.” She says, nervous. She frets over my statis too much. I swallow my food, in a haste to answer. “I did not choose to be a princess, besides…” I reply, pausing to finish my third pancake. I wipe my muzzle before continuing. “I insisted.” A look of relief washes over her face and I even relax a bit. She starts to fill her own plate and we chat amiably about nothing. I finally finish eating, and politely refuse when she offers fourths. She starts to take everything to clean, and is rather surprised when I start washing many of the dishes. She protests for a few minutes, but backs down meekly. She has changed a lot from the filly who wished upon a star- me - all those years ago. Though, she’s still in many ways the same, from what I’ve observed at least. Did I really care so little about this world that I would forget such a filly? “What’s wrong Day?” Fluttershy asks, her voice bringing my thoughts back to reality. She is hovering in front of me and holding a bag of greens. “How good is your memory?” I ask her, not actually answering her own question. If she can’t remember her wish, then it was just a dream. I hope it wasn’t. “W-well..’m not sure. I think it may be...average?” She stammers, confused. She pours some leaves into bowls and place them before various critters. “Why?’ She asks, coming back to grab a different type of food. The small cottage soon fills with the sound of critters eating and chatting. They're all quite cute. “Did you ever make wishes as a filly?” I ask. She doesn't stop working, merely bearing a thoughtful expression as she goes. “Of course I did. Every pony has a wish.” She answers. She comes back and grabs bird feed before flying through and grab bird feed before flying through her house to the multitude of bird houses. “You were bullied.” I say and she lands in front of me. Her hair swishes as she tilts her head with curiosity. “I was a very shy pony, even more so than now.” She replies. Her voice bears all the confusion one would be expected to have. I walk over to her couch to sit and she follows. In her eyes I can see flickers of curiosity, confusion, and fear. “There are many ways to make a wish,” I start, musing over my words as I go. Fluttershy silently let's me work through my thoughts. “For a strong wish, it must benefit more than one pony.” I continue. A small white rabbit, whom she introduced as Angel Bunny last night, hops up onto her lap. “If somepony has this sort of wish, it gets noticed. Especially if they're a crying filly looking up at the stars.” I wink at her as I say that, and her eyes go wide with realization. “Are you saying that you granted my wish?” She asks. I simply nod in return and let her muse over that concept. “But Rainbow Dash stopped the bullies, not you.” She says with perplexion. I don't answer for a few seconds, and a black and white kitten jumps into my lap. He presses against my hooves, purring wildly. Giving in, I proceed to pet him. Finally I look at Fluttershy. “I was a star, there was only so much that could be done,” I reply softly. My gaze shifts to the kitten and I stop petting him. Instead I merely set my hooves in my lap. With the realization that I wouldn't start petting him again, the kitten jumps down and walks away. “I merely adjusted the wind. Using the air currents I was able to speed her up and ensure that she overheard the bullies.” I add, giving Fluttershy a smile. She pulls me into a hug. “Thank you Day.” Her soft voice says, and my smile widens. Stars don't usually get thanks for granting wishes. I think Day may be starting to grow on me.