Script Residence
Diamond yawned and stretched her forelegs as the sun beamed in through her windows. It's pleasant glow was the exact opposite of how Diamond felt at the moment. Today was her birthday, and you'd think she'd happy about that. But she wasn't. Far from it actually. Remember, all her birthdays before were with her parents. Diamond sniffed and held back a sob at the memories even as one came flooding back to her.
Several years before...
"Diamond dear, you going to open your presents?" Spoiled Rich asked as a markless Diamond sat outside on the backyard lawn with a big pile of presents in front of her. Nearby, a similarly markless Silver Spoon was eating a slice of cake given to her by Caesar who was dressed in his usual top hat and suit.
"Yeah, I can't wait to see what you got!" Silver exclaimed. "I'm sure it's going to be awesome!"
With great gusto, Diamond ripped open the biggest box first, which was covered in pink wrapping paper. Her eyes widened and she beamed up at her mother when she saw what was inside, a large replica of Canterlot Castle. It.. It was just what she always wanted!
"I don't believe it, Princess Celestia's Pretty Pink Castle Playset!" Diamond shouted and joy and hugged her mother whispering "Thank you,, thank you." over and over into Spoiler's furred chest. Filthy smiled at his daughter's excitement for her new toy.
"I'm glad you like it." Filthy said kindly. Eventually all the presents were gotten through and opened, and everypony was stuffed with cake and Diamond's friends had left to go home for the day and so Diamond pretty thought the party was over. But to her shock and surprise, Filthy came over to her with a black box, simple and unadorned.
"W-What is it?" Diamond asked in confusion.
"I've got one last thing for you, and before I show it to you, you must promise to wear it with pride befitting the heir of the Rich family." Filthy stated seriously. Now Diamond was really interested, but she nodded all the same.
"Yes. Yes, I will daddy." Diamond said, and the box was opened by Filthy with his right hoof with a smile. Inside, was a gleaming silver tiara studded with diamonds.
"It's... It's beautiful." Diamond whispered in awe, and Filthy smiled again.
"Yes, it is isn't it? I thought it would suit you." Filthy began. "But this is a special tiara, I didn't have it made by Silver's father nor did I buy it. It's been in our family for years, worn by all of our female heirs. And now I want you to have it, as I believe you'll lead our family to even greater heights one day in the future."
Diamond whispered "Thank you daddy. I won't let you down..." as she put the tiara on her head and just as she did that, her flank glowed and a exact copy of that tiara appeared apon it...
Diamond now realized she was sobbing heavily into her sheets not caring if her adopted father or brother saw her as that tiara she'd worn for years lay on her bedside table. It was the last thing she had left of her family, and so far she had failed completely to keep her promise to her father. She'd been mean and a bully, and lording her status above others and making sure they knew she was better off then them. She'd almost turned into a exact copy of her mother, if not for the intervention of one pony. Diamond chuckled bitterly, she had Golden Coin of all ponies to thank for her new outlook on life, if he hadn't come along who knows how she might have turned out?
Later, Diamond ate her pancakes sadly at the dining room table even as Script watched in concern. He knew exactly what was bothering Diamond. This was her first birthday without her mum or dad, and he suspected she couldn't enjoy the day because of that one simple fact. Script sighed to himself, he was going to have a lot of work ahead of him if he was going to fix the problem. And he knew just where to start as he went for the phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, Sugarcube Corner? I'd like to make a special order please, and have it made on the double!"
Later in Sugarcube Corner's Kitchen...
Pinkie and Potion took a look at the wooden countertops in front of them, covered in cake baking ingredients with very little space to do the actual cake baking itself if Potion was to be honest. But they'd make it work. Pinkie had worked in worse conditions and under worse time constraints before, after all she wasn't the best Party Pony Ponyville had ever seen for nothing you know. As for Potion, he knew he could do this. Cooking, in his mind was a lot like chemistry, there was a lot of messes made and the occasional explosion to be found.
"Well then... Guess there's only one thing to do isn't there?" Potion chirped, as he pulled on his lab coat.
"Yeah, and you know what that is?" Pinkie asked cheerfully while nearby Potion smirked and pulled on his safety goggles.
"Yeah, it's time... FOR SCIENCE!" Potion proclaimed with a mad scientist cackle before switching on a nearby radio and the perfect song for the situation (In Potion's mind anyway) began to play.
From behind the kitchen doors, both Chocolate Hearts, and another stallion around his age , one with grey fur and a dark blue mane with a video game controller for a cutie mark shared a look between them and sighed as they heard the cackle and the song beginning.
"Should we be worried?" The grey furred stallion, named Ender asked his friend who replied "Possibly."
Then there was the sound of a small explosion and Pinkie shouting "We're okay!" as Mrs Cake squeaked in fear and her husband trembled at what could possibly be happening behind the closed doors and in their kitchen. Chocolate quickly amended his statement.
"...Probably." He corrected himself. Ender looked at him with a sarcastically raised eyebrow as ponies began to get up and leave the diner out of fear of what could be going on and the possible larger explosions that could be happening in the near future. Privately, Chocolate couldn't blame them.
"You don't say?" Ender asked dryly.
(End "She Blinded Me With Science" here)
Carousel Boutique
Meanwhile, at the exact same time Written Script had made a trip to his ex-wife/back to being marefriend's place of work. He couldn't believe he was saying this if only to himself right now, but he needed advice. Script's stubbornness was rearing his head once more. More often then not, he liked to believe he could handle everything in his life on his own but recent events over the last month showed that was far from the case. So here he was, getting advice from Rarity. He'd learned his lesson from the paintball incident and the letter he sent to Princess Celestia summed that up perfectly.
Dear Princess Celestia:
"Listen to your Marefriend, she's usually right."
"Welcome to Carousel Boutique, where everything is sweet and un-" Rarity began her usual greeting before she realized who had just trotted in her door and instead greeted Script with a kiss instead.
"So, you need a fashion change I assume?" Rarity assumed aloud as she fiddled with Script's bow tie. "That tweed and tie, ugh. It's just so drab and boring. It went out of style YEARS ago." She told him before a flirty smile came to her face as she leaned in close to Script's face, which was sweating from her closeness to him.
"Y'know, I can help you... take it off." Rarity said seductively and Script blushed as he pushed her away making his marefriend huff and look offended.
"It-It's not that! Besides, I r-rather like my tie and tweed!" Script sputtered out his response before he sucked in a deep breath and sighed. "I... I need your advice."
Rarity looked at him in disbelief, unsure she'd heard right. Script NEVER asked for advice. It was like Nightmare Moon reincarnating as a little filly, it simply didn't happen! It was practically a fundamental law of the universe by this point. Rarity wondered if she should start looking outside and see if the sky was falling. It was then she realized as Script gave her a deadpan look that he was quite serious and so she pulled up a chair for him to sit down on which he gladly took.
"Well, what is it you need?" Rarity inquired and Script let out a long low sigh.
"It's Diamond's birthday today." He said, and Rarity looked confused before realization hit her face as she understood.
"...And it's without her parents." Rarity murmured sadly as Script nodded.
"I just don't know what to bloody do about it! I mean, Potion is one thing as he never knew about his parents. but Diamond... She grew up with them for almost thirteen years now!" Script yelled in frustration as he threw his front forelegs up in the air. Rarity looked to be lost in thought for the next few moments before she gave her answer. It was a simple one, but it worked oh so very well.
"Just do the best you can, you can't be her real mom or dad but you can try to be as close as you can." Rarity said wisely, and Script smiled before Rarity wrapped her forelegs around her coltfriend's neck.
"Now... About that tie of yours being removed..." She began.
Ponyville Toy Store
Later, Potion, Ender and Chocolate wandered the local toy shop in search of gifts. Well, I should say just Potion and Chocolate as Ender had gotten lost in the music blaring from his headphones. Currently, right now they were in the little fillies department. Needless to say, stares were attracted.
"You know, if any of our classmates got wind of me being here I'd never hear the end of it. They really would think of me as a mare trapped in a stallion's body..." Chocolate muttered to himself as he looked at a boxed version of the Carousel Boutique complete with a figurine of Rarity.
About a few months after Nightmare Moon's defeat, somepony by the name of Doctor Whizzy Wonders got the idea to produce toys of the heroes of Equestria. The Mane Six didn't really mind, as far as anyone could tell. In Rainbow's case at least, she was happy to get figures of herself as she considered it "Awesome". Applejack on the other hoof, was just happy to get more money to help her family farm.
"So many to choose from..." Potion mused. "At least there's three of us to decide on the perfect gift..."
Potion then sighed in disgust before he turned to Ender and lifted up his headphones and shouting "Or there would be if SOMEPONY wasn't focused on his Motormane!"
Ender got the message at once and blushed as he took of his headphones and began to help choose the perfect gift for his friend's sister. Hey, what could he say? He loved his music, almost as much as he loved the "Dragon's Quest" series of video games for the Neighbox 420.
As they browsed, a voice came from behind them.
"Need help with something?" A store employee asked, and all three teenage stallions blushed before Ender and Chocolate looked at Potion and told him "You explain."
Golden Oaks Library
Meanwhile Twilight was pacing back and forth as she went over her findings in her head muttering "Oh dear oh dear, this is not good." She'd managed to decode the letter, but what she found had shocked her to the core. How could she tell Script, or Diamond for that matter? They'd be crushed if they knew the truth. On a nearby table sat a piece of paper, with the letter's decoded contents on it...
"I need you to do something for me. My rightful earnings have been held away from me from far too long, I need them now! Get rid of the Rich Family, and as for their daughter... Well, I'll deal with her."
Love, Caesar.